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Genre: angst, and a happy ending of course

Word Count: 1,870

Warnings: I don't really think there are any, but do let me know if you think there are

Summary: a rediscovery of Beomgyu's old love letters serves as a heartbreaking reminder of your past, compelling you to confront him one last time.

a/n: the thing that he does that causes him to leave isn't described because unforgivable things are different for everyone (I also thought not saying it directly would build the anticipation and tension), so when reading you can imagine what it is that he did

** Italics mean flashback

In the heart of Seoul, South Korea, amidst the bustling city lights, there exists a quaint little café frequented by locals. The tables are crowded with young people enjoying pastries and coffee and screaming into their cell phones. Amid the chatter and bustle, in a corner away from the windows, a young pensive boy sips his routine cup of coffee and leafs through a bunch of letters he never sent—a familiar melancholy clouding his eyes. Each letter is neatly folded with sequential writing on it. There are holed-out hearts slashed across every page. They're all addressed to (Y/N). Beomgyu sighed and stared at the letters in front of him, feeling the weight of his heartache. He had written each letter intending to send them to her, pouring his heart out into them. But he knew deep down that they would never reach her and that she probably never wanted them to. 

Through a window that framed another bustling city, under the foggy, light polluted New York City skies, a young girl sat transfixed at her desk, facing a romance novel but not reading it. Instead, she was thumbing through an old collection of letters addressed from her former flame who lived far away. As she passed each letter over to read the next one, loneliness consumed the room and the air around her felt suffocating. She then recalled the last time she heard his voice.

"Come back, Beomgyu. Come back to me, please," (Y/N)’s voice echoed through his phone one day, somewhat pleading, somewhat challenging, as if throwing a gauntlet at his feet.

"But, (Y/N)," Beomgyu’s voice broke, "You know I can't—"

That’s all it took for her to hang up, frustration replacing her initial uncertainty. She paced around her room, her heart racing with the sound of Beomgyu's voice still ringing in her ears. She knew that he couldn't come back to her, not now, probably not ever. 

(Y/N) clutched Beomgyu’s letters in her hand, feeling the paper give way under her fingers. She stared at them as the plane hummed and the cabin filled up with excited chatter. It was hard to believe it had been a year since she had heard his voice on the phone. Her heart throbbed a mix of anticipation and dread: Anticipation that she would find him alive and well, dread that she would find out he was more of an empty shell of a person than she was.

She fingered one particular letter on top of the pile of twenty or so, tracing the puncture marks from where she had jabbed herself with a pen while reading. “I love you, (Y/N),” is how he signed them all, and her heart soared even as she felt foolish for believing him. She tapped her forehead against the airplane window tiredly before settling back into her seat. ​

(Y/N) landed in Seoul after a long 15 hour flight and checked into a hotel. She had no idea how to confront Beomgyu, so she decided to wait it out for a few days. Everywhere she went, it seemed like the city was calling to her with its memories of past love and warmth. She felt as though every corner of the city held an old story of when they were together here in Seoul, and wondered if these stories echoed in Beomgyu’s mind as well.

One evening, as he sat in the same café where he always went to escape from the world, he noticed a familiar figure walking down the street. It was (Y/N), her hair blowing softly in the breeze, and her eyes scanning the street as if searching for someone.

Beomgyu quickly got up and pushed his way through the door, making sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. His silhouette cut through the crisp midnight air and (Y/N) took a deep breath as she stepped closer, her hands trembling around his letters.

"Beomgyu..." Her voice quavered, desperation seeping through in waves.

His silence was deafening in the frozen winter night, making the words feel heavier on her tongue.

“These letters... do they mean anything to you?" She asked him, not wanting to waste any time. 

Beomgyu remained solemn as he met her gaze, his eyes filled with shame and regret that pierced the fragile armor around her heart. (Y/N) could feel a chill run down her spine as she was overwhelmed by his remorse.

"Do you still love me?" She dared to ask, despite everything.

Beomgyu's voice was softer than the snowflakes falling around them, "More than you can imagine," He answered immediately. 

Tears pooled in her eyes as memories of the old hurt resurfaced. She felt so small, so foolish for believing in his hollow assurances of love. Beomgyu, the one who made her heart soar and plunge, the one who claimed to adore her— yet was also the one to destroy her belief in happily ever after. 

“I’m sorry.” he began.

 But words no longer held any meaning to her. She turned away from him, clutching the letters close to her heart. His love and empty promises were etched into them, filled with sweet words and claims that he would never leave.

She turned back to face him, her eyes pleading, searching his face for any sort of answer that she feared he couldn't provide with words.

"Why did you leave me, Beomgyu? You promised you wouldn’t," Her voice cracked, her heart breaking anew at the thought of him walking away from her for a second time. 

Beomgyu's eyes softened as he reached out to take her hand, she flinched at his touch.

 "It was never my intention to leave you, (Y/N). Circumstances outside of my control forced me to go, but I never stopped loving you. I wrote these letters to remind you of that," he said and pulled out a whole new stack of letters.

(Y/N) drew her hand away gently, shaking her head in disbelief. 

"But you never sent them," she whispered sadly. 

"All those words of love and apology, and you couldn't send them to me?"

Beomgyu hung his head, feeling the weight of his cowardice.

"I was scared," he admitted. 

(Y/N) felt a tug at her heartstrings as the words spilled out of his mouth. She was both relieved and anxious - relief that he had been afraid too, it wasn’t just her this time, but fear that things would still be different than she wanted them to be. People seemed to always leave in the end, leading her to believe that there was something wrong with her, like she had some sort of special power that pushed people away. It took many years for (Y/N) to realize that not everything was her fault and that she should save her love for people who truly deserved it. 

She met Beomgyu during her journey of self-love, the boy captivating her heart before either of them realized just how much they would mean to each other. He showed up in her life right when she needed someone like him. He was gentle and caring, the type of person who remembered every little detail about those close to him. He was the anchor that grounded her when things got too chaotic and she couldn’t focus on anything else. She was the one to reassure him when he had any doubts and encouraged him to be true to himself always. Every time they were together, it felt like coming home - like there was no other place safer than in each other’s embrace. 

They had shared many beautiful moments together, writing love letters to each other as a way to stamp the feelings they had in time (and because they were both hopeless romantics). (Y/N) felt like she found her person, the boy of her dreams, the one who truly loved and appreciated her. She gave him a piece of her heart that he promised to treasure forever. Beomgyu felt like he found the one, someone who loved and appreciated all of him. Someone who wasn’t just with him for his looks. Someone he pictured forever with. But then life got complicated and Beomgyu had to make the hardest decision of his life, one which would tear them apart all because of how he chose to handle it. 

"I know I don't deserve it, but I'm begging you, (Y/N), please give me another chance," he pleaded breaking the silence, his eyes almost desperate.

“You’re my person."

(Y/N) looked at him, her heart heavy with emotion. She wanted to scream, to lash out at him for hurting her so deeply, but she couldn't find the words. Instead she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she tried to make sense of everything that had happened between them. She remembered the countless nights spent crying herself to sleep, the unanswered calls and messages, the desperate pleas for him to come back. It was a wound that refused to heal, no matter how much time had passed. 

Beomgyu watched her silently, his heart racing with anticipation and fear. He knew that this was his last chance, that if he messed this up, he would lose her forever. He dug his fingers into his pockets, trying to find the right words to say. The silence between them was deafening, the snowflakes falling around them like a shroud of white noise.

"I'm not asking you to forget everything that happened between us," he said softly, unable to bear her silence.

"I know that what I did was unforgivable, that I hurt you in ways that words can't describe. But I'm begging you to give me a chance to make things right, to prove to you that I'm still the same person you fell in love with."

(Y/N) remained silent for a moment, contemplating his words. She looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. A part of her wanted to take a chance on him again. But the other part of her was afraid, afraid of getting hurt again. She sighed, finally admitting to herself that she was still very much in love with him and that she always will be, because to her, he was the embodiment of love. He was her dream come to life and everything she could ever ask for in a person. Being apart from him hurt more than what he did. 

"Okay," she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Beomgyu's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart racing with hope.

 "Okay?" he repeated, just to make sure he heard correctly. 

He couldn't believe it, she was giving him another chance. He stepped forward, his hand outstretched, hoping that she would take it. 

"Thank you," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. 

(Y/N) looked at his hand and then back at him, her heart pounding in her chest. She hesitated for a moment before finally taking his hand in hers. Their fingers intertwined and it felt like the most natural thing in the world, every line on their palms lining up with each other, and her hand fitting perfectly in his. 

Life was not the fairytale they pictured together, but they still got their happily ever after.

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a/n: Are we surprised that I’ve written yet another Beomgyu fic? Thank you for reading nonetheless! This was my first attempt at writing any sort of angst so comments and reblogs are appreciated ♡

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۵ SUMMARY ! when a strange man approaches you at the grocery store, you call for your "boyfriend", who has just cluelessly entered the store, unaware of his new relationship status with you, a complete stranger. hopefully he plays along…

۵ PAIRING ! jungwon × gn!reader

۵ GENRE ! fake dating on the spot, fluff with shy wonnie

۵ WC ! 1.2k

۵ WARNINGS ! weirdo trying to get your number — he touches your hand

a/n: woops i wrote this thing super quickly last night while listening to old love by yuji <3 i should be working on requests but it was jungwon hours okay!! (when is it not tbh)

farmers must be smiling brilliantly by a glance at the view outside. heavy droplets of rain shower onto the concrete, washing away the tiny pieces of rubble deserted one by one.

but those little rocks weren’t the only soon-to-be deserted things if your damn umbrella didn’t open up; you knew you shouldn’t have made such an impulsive purchase at the dollar store — but the colorful design of the flexible plastic was much too charming to resist!

nonetheless, after a couple more pathetic attempts of you looking like a lunatic and smacking your umbrella against the ground, you eventually huff in surrender as you continue down the sidewalk, allowing the raindrops to attack you mercilessly.

all you wanted was to pick up some easy, reheatable dinner from the convenience store, you didn’t think you’d be getting a free shower along the way.

luckily, it wasn’t much longer before you made it to the small market, sighing in relief as the warmth enclosed you from the miserable weather outside. you nod politely in greeting to the employee behind the counter, shuffling your way further into the store to find yourself some ramen.

now, the hardest decision of all, what flavor to get? perhaps today is a roast beef day, yeah that sounds pretty good! or wait, soy sauce never fails either, but you couldn’t go wrong with just salt right—

“excuse me?”

you’re snapped out of your inner debate by the sound of a male’s voice from right next to you. flinching in surprise, you turn around to find a much older looking, tall man staring down at you. “oh, yes?” you reply awkwardly, looking around to see if you’ve missed something. “my bad, am i in the way?”

the stranger smirks, gazing down at you strangely as if you were a piece of meat. “no, actually i was just wondering if i could get your number?” he asks (well, it didn’t exactly seem like asking in the way he already began pulling out his phone in the middle of his sentence, as if there was no possibility of you denying him).

“uh,” you gulp, looking around the store nervously. “i’m sorry, do i know you?

for some reason, his simper grows at that, suddenly grabbing your hand in his free one. “no, but you can always get to know me, babe.”

yeah, absolutely not. you resist the urge to gag, now feeling more enticed to simply find an escape rather than get your ramen.

fortunately, the doorbell rings abruptly, alerting a new customer's entry and giving you the distraction needed to rip your hand away from the man’s unwanted grip.

a cat-like boy with fluffy, tangled hair walks in, his hands cutely stuffed into the pockets of his grey hoodie. each ear held a shiny white airpod, and his sweats and sneakers told you that just like you, he was probably just here to quickly grab something and be on his merry way, which only made you feel more guilty for what you were about to do.

“oh! actually, there’s my boyfriend,” you shout slightly, praying to every god that the boy’s headphones weren’t soundproof, and that he’d play along.

even at the mention of your ‘boyfriend’, the older man doesn’t back up at all, clearly untrustworthy of your statement as he stays grossly glued to your front.

your new boyfriend definitely didn’t hear you; it was easy to tell in the way he continued to nod his head slightly to his music, walking down the aisle, until for a split second, he met your desperate eyes. at your intense staring, his eyebrows furrow, looking between you and the man before cautiously taking out his airpods. “uh, hello?”

even his voice was cute, damn it. focus. “babe!” you watch worriedly as his eyes widen in surprise at the petname. shit, please play along.

“i’ve been waiting for you, i was just deciding on what ramen flavor we should get.” you hold your breath, both you and the man staring at him intensely.

it was silent for a moment. pleasepleasepleaseplease—

the boy unravels his hands from his pockets, confidently walking over to you and wrapping an arm around your waist. “oh, is that so? and who’s this?” he says, unimpressed as he studies the man up and down.

the man quickly backs up, raising his hands in surrender. “oh, my bad man, i was just—”

your new companion coughs as an interruption, suddenly pushing you back to stand in between you and the man. “trying to flirt with my partner? that’s nice, but i think we’ll be on our way now,” he announces nonchalantly, leading you along next to him as you make your grand escape.

the millisecond you’ve made it to a new aisle of the store, the boy releases you from his protective grip, shyly backing up and bowing instantly. “i’m so sorry, i hope it was okay i touched you i just wasn’t really sure what to do but i—i knew you needed help and—“

you walk up to him as he continues his rant, taking his larger hand in yours in hopes of getting him to calm down a bit. though it seems to have the opposite effect by the way he instantly freezes up, and you barely hold in a laugh at his dumbstruck expression and apple red cheeks.

just moments ago, this boy was standing up to a man much older and bigger than him with a confident hold on your waist; now here he was, refusing to even meet your eyes as he fidgets with his hoodie strings.

“it’s okay, i really appreciate it. what was your name?” you inquire with a tilt of your head.

“jungwon! it’s jungwon.”

“y/n,” you introduce, offering a hand out to him. “say, jungwon,“ he smiles shyly at the way his name flows out of your lips, a harsh dimple poking through his cheek. “wanna come have some ramen with me? y’know, to show my appreciation.” you aren’t quite sure where your sudden confidence came from, perhaps it was due to how timid the boy in front of you was.

jungwon’s head snaps up at your offer, and you coo at his small expression that truly resembles a surprised cat. “oh, sure! i actually came here to buy some anyway.”

that’s how you found yourself hand in hand with a boy you’d only met a few minutes ago, grocery bag slung over your arm while you share his airpods, humming along to music while walking back to your apartment.

“under the moonlight we made our first kiss, ‘cause this is the moment you made me feel like it’s the old love…

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bad game (aim) - nishimura riki

paring: niki x reader // drabble + smau // word count: 626

you simply couldn’t believe it. some fucking friends you had. what kind of friends invites you to your favorite arcade just to ditch you for some upperclassman they just met there?

whatever there’s nothing i can do anyways, im suck in an arcade with no ride. i don’t think even playing games with make me feel better.

still, you went to play a few games of basketball but couldn’t help get distracted by a black haired boy poorly playing your favorite shooting game, you decid not to do anything since its none of your business and you were already having a shitty evening.

later you play a claw machine but end up continuously losing but seeing the boy continuously lose as well made you smile and you couldn’t help but say something. i mean, you know you said you wouldn’t but he really was butchering the game, its just simply helping. right? its not like your doing this because he’s also somewhat attractive or something?- shaking off your thoughts you get up from the from the claw machine and make way to him.

“your aim is pretty bad” you say teasing the boy thats trying his hardest but failing to concentrate on his game “i can help you? not to brag but im pretty good at this game.”

he looks back at you for a moment, nodding while trying to focus on both the game and you at the same time. “yeah go ahead” he says putting his arm out in attempt to pass you the toy gun from his hand.

you shake your head “theres no need for that just put your gun up”

he looks back at you confused for a moment but does as he’s told. putting his gun up and aligning it to his targets once again.

you stand next to him holding his gun along with him, carefully aligning it so its better.

you and the the boy were so close you were sure he could hear your breathing. you were also hoping he couldn’t hear how fast your heart was beating in this moment. disregarding all this you continue being close, not backing away simply looking at him for a moment, admiring his features. that was until the buzzing sound of *you lose* from the game started going off. distracted the both of you were had forgotten about the zombies you had to kill.

backing away, clearing his throat awkwardly from the whole situation that just occurred. niki began speaking, “uhm y-yeah it looks great uhm- but can you help me a bit more? i don’t think i have the hang of it just yet. theres still another round?”

you chuckle to what he was implying “yeah sure” going back to your original placement but this time holding the boys hand to hold the gun simultaneously is making your stomach flip. the game countdown starts 3,2,1 still you manage to perfectly place the gun, go! shooting its targets gracefully.

you back away this time to look at the boy face to face introducing yourself, “im y/n by the way” offering a hand out for a handshake.

niki chuckles a bit at your formality, shaking your hand back “im niki, you’re really good. you should give me lessons sometime.”

you think about it for a moment but theres no way he’s getting a date from you this easily so you being you, decide to milk it. “i dont know… ill make you an offer though?”

niki reacts with a downturn smile, “mm, that being?”

“you have to get me that minion plush” you say pointing to the claw machine behind him that you were previously struggling with.

niki smirks raising an eyebrow “of course, i can do that easy. just watch.”

- smau under cut!

Try Again | C. Beomgyu

Pairing: exboyfriend! Beomgyu x gn!reader

Genre: slight angst, second chance, fluff at the end.

Warnings: angst, mentions of anxiety and stress, crying, might contain grammar mistakes. English is not my first language.

Lua’s note: hi loves :) welcome to another drabble. This time I’m here with a little bit of angst but with a happy ending 🫂 Hope you like it.

Try Again- Jaehyun, d.ear

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You wiped the sweat of your hands with your pants. You normally weren’t nervous like this, but today Beomgyu was coming to get some of his stuff from your once shared apartment. You both agreed that it would be better if you stayed with the apartment, since one of his friends offered to be roommates with him.

Your breakup was still recent, it has been 1 month since you decided that it would be better if you took different paths. Your heart still ached from this, but you knew that it was for the better. The both of you wanted different things and it wasn’t working very well.

But you missed him. Every day.

Thoughts of you talking again and fixing things were always on your mind. You knew that if you made an effort you could figure it out together. You just didn’t know how. You were both under a lot of stress, and even though you lived together, you barely had time for each other.

Your free days didn’t match, and school and jobs kept you both very busy. You weren’t there when you needed each other. So you thought that having a relationship at that moment wasn’t the best.

It hurt you that you couldn’t be there for him when he was feeling down, and he was hurting too when he couldn’t help you when you were stressed or felt anxious. You didn’t want to feel that pain anymore. But the breakup only made it worse for you.

You still cared about him. Everything in the apartment reminded you of him. Your bedroom where you used to be on your lazy days together, the living room where you always watched movies, the kitchen where Beomgyu prepared dinner for both of you.

Each day got harder for both of you. You were used to talk every day and be each other’s best friend. But now you woke up every morning without a good morning message, and went to bed without a good night message.

You were sitting in the living room, waiting for Beomgyu to come. You were slightly shaking because of anxiousness.

You suddenly heard knocking on the door, you assumed it was him. You took a deep breath and opened the door. He was standing there, he looked tired, his eyes were red and his eye has were very notorious. He smiled slightly.

“Hey.” He said awkwardly.

“Oh, hi.” You opened the door so he could come inside. “Uh, some of your things are still on our bedroom…” saying that phrase was very painful. Our bedroom. It wasn’t ‘ours’ anymore.

He nodded. “I have some cardboard boxes if you need some.” You offered, you actually didn’t want to be in the same room with him for so long because you knew you were going to break down.

“Thanks, I might actually need one.” He said trying not to look at you in the eye.

“I’ll go get it then, you can go ahead.” He nodded and made his room to what used to be his room.

Beomgyu entered the bedroom and felt the welcoming scent of your cinnamon candle that you lit up to feel more relaxed. He missed that. He missed relaxing in bed with you, and stay there for hours just hugging each other feeling safe in each other’s arms.

He gathered a few things. He was hesitant when he got to your closet. Beomgyu knew you still had some of his clothes. When he opened the closet he saw one of his hoodies neatly folded with your other clothes.

He sighed and took it. But when he grabbed it unfolded and something fell from it. It was a folded piece of paper, he knelt to the ground to pick it up, he was curious se he unfolded it.

It wasn’t just a piece of paper, it was a picture of the two of you. The picture was taken on your first date, were you went to a picnic but you chose a bad day because in the middle of the picnic it started raining heavily and you ended up drenched in water. The two of you picked your things quickly and ran to find a roof you could hide under. Once you found one you thought it was a good idea to take a picture and treasure it forever. Even though your date was ruined by the weather, you still had a great time with Beomgyu.

As he remembered all this, he sat cross legged on the floor. He hid his face in his hands and suddenly started sobbing. Hot tears filled his eyes and ran down to his hands.

He wished he could have another chance. Beomgyu knew that you could make things right again if you tried. He missed you every day since that day, there was not a day he didn’t thought of you.

You were about to enter to your room, but you heard faint sobs coming from the inside. You hesitantly placed your hand on the doorknob. Your heart broke more and more each time you heard Beomgyu sob. It was very weird for you to see or hear him cry. He usually never did even if he was feeling very bad.

You couldn’t resist anymore and you opened the door and saw him sitting on the floor with his face buried in his palms. You stepped closer and kneeled next to him, you pulled him closer to you and he instantly wrapped his arms around you.

Eventually you started crying too, the whole thing was making you hurt. And even though he was there beside you you couldn’t help but feel like you missed him as if he wasn’t there.

Beomgyu pulled away slowly after a few minutes. He wiped his tears and kept his gaze low. He was quiet for a few seconds but he broke the silence.

“I'm sorry… I didn't mean to make you see me like this. I just couldn't help it when I saw that picture of us. I miss you so much.” He paused and looked up to meet your eyes. “I know we tried it before, but I can't imagine not having you in my life. Can we try again? I promise to do everything I can to make it work this time." His voice broke at the end of the sentence. His eyes were filled with hope and hurt.

You hugged him again. “I’ve missed you so much, Gyu.” His eyes filled with tears when you called him Gyu and hugged you tightly. “I want to be with you, I didn’t want this to happen.” You sobbed while talking, you were holding Beomgyu as if your life depended on it. And held you with the same emotion, he wasn’t going to let you go, not again. “Even if things didn’t go the way we wanted.”

“I want to try again.”

“We’ll be alright.”

-

see you later.

PAIRING... jungwon x reader | GENRE... boyfriend!jungwon, established relationship!au, fluff, humor | WC... 0.5k | mentions of drinks | ”well that’s awkward."

“you know, you really need to get out of the house more,” your roommate chaewon suggests. 

you only grunt in response. 

she puts her hands on her hips. “are you even listening?” 

“yes?”

she sighs. “i swear you are the most antisocial person there is out there. when’s the last time you hung out with us, let alone another person in general?” 

you shrug. “a week or two?”

“you’re not even the slightest bit interested in meeting new people? dating?”

you finally sit up, lazily combing your bed head. “not currently at the moment, no.” 

she pulls you up out of bed, almost dragging you across the floor. “you need to go out more. make more friends and maybe even go out on a date with someone! i can even set you up if you want,” she rambles on but you tune her out.

“no thank you,” you crinkle your nose. “i appreciate the effort chaewon but really, i’m not interested. i’ve got everything i need.”

she quirks an eyebrow. “what? like three friends, including me?” 

you nod. “yep. now if you’ll excuse me, i do actually have somewhere to go.” 

she opens her mouth and you hold a hand to object, “no, not the bathroom.”

“alright, well me and yuna are going to get some drinks if you wanna stop by later.” 

she gives up—as she normally does—and leaves as you get ready to go out as well. 

as you enter the cafe, you’re greeted by a pleasant sight, causing you to smile. 

“won!”

your long time boyfriend greets you with a hug, his lovely grin on display for you (and you only). 

“i missed you, dear. how’s school?”

you sigh, “busy. you know i was stuck studying all last week. i couldn’t see you once.” 

jungwon takes your hand, “let’s get our drinks and you can tell me about your week as we walk. okay?”

you nod happily. 

drinks in hand, you make your way to the exit. as jungwon places a kiss to the top of your head, you come to a halt as you realize who’s in front of you. 

your eyes widen, jungwon stopping involuntarily because of you and turning to face you with a questioning look. 

chaewon and yuna look back at the two of you with equally stunned expressions. 

they gape, stuttering and pointing as you cringe. 

“guys…”

“there’s actually no way.” 

“you’re kidding, right?”

“well that’s awkward,” your boyfriend simply comments and you fight the urge to elbow him.  

“uh,” you swallow, “meet my boyfriend-?”

“wait,” chaewon narrows her eyes, “how long have you been dating?” 

you scratch the back of your head, “maybe like… three years?” you can basically see their eyes bulge out of their heads. 

as they splutter, you exchange looks with jungwon before offering a weak, 

“surprise?”

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Silver Nights

Silver Nights ➺ There’s nothing like these silver nights with you.

Part 2 of Easy Love: the Collection

pairing: choi beomgyu x reader genre: social media, royal au, romance, fluff, angst status: ongoing

➺ Heavily based off of the Netlix movie “A Christmas Prince”

➺ INTRODUCTION ➺ PROLOGUE ➺ CHAPTER ONE ➺ CHAPTER TWO ➺ CHAPTER THREE ➺ CHAPTER FOUR ➺ CHAPTER FIVE ➺ CHAPTER SIX ➺ CHAPTER SEVEN ➺ CHAPTER EIGHT: BULLSEYE ➺ CHAPTER NINE ➺ CHAPTER TEN ➺ CHAPTER ELEVEN ➺ CHAPTER TWELVE ➺ CHAPTER THIRTEEN ➺ CHAPTER FOURTEEN ➺ CHAPTER FIFTEEN: WISHLIST ➺ CHAPTER SIXTEEN ➺ CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: TERRIFIED ➺ CHAPTER EIGHTEEN ➺ CHAPTER NINETEEN ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: WISHING STAR ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: EVER EVER AFTER ➺ EPILOGUE

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summary yn works as a producer for the companies BigHit and SM. one day she founds herself victim of a dating scandal, but what will happen when she agrees with her company to a dating rumor?

pairing beomgyu x female reader

genre social media au + short written chapters, fake dating au, friends to lovers, fake dating to lovers

featuring txt, brief mention of aespa, red velvet yeri, nct jeno, also brief mention of enhypen sunghoon and jake

warnings swearing, might be fast paced. idk, mentions of food, suggestive jokes.

status COMPLETED

start jan 3 2022 end jan 24 2022

taglist closed

disclaimers english is not my first language. this is my first smau and the first thing i post on tumblr i have no idea how this works Help. this story is purely Fiction! everything here didn’t happen in real life, all are just coincidences!

profiles

01 : ice cream?

02 : bread > friends

03 : terms and conditions

04 : antisocial

05 : HES SO

06 : marriage proposal

07 : broke rule #1

08 : redacted ?????

09 : i think i just skipped a whole chapter

10 : our relationship is Not real

11 : read sarcastically

12 : feeling as if something was missing

13 : GROSS

14 : are we really arguing over dogs

15 : we’re like seventeen’s discography

16 : comeback

17 : love isn’t blind u are

18 : feeling dizzy. feeling bold too

19 : i’m a visual learner btw

20 : the woman was too stunned to speak

21 : (epilogue) one summer day

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© H4CHI 2022 do not copy or repost anywhere.

❅ — ww. day 9: nrk . ✦ ₊˚

day nine: ❝ cheering up niki on his birthday ❞

⟢ pairing : niki x reader➖ genre : a little angsty ➖ requested : no ➖ warnings : none really, kissing, nikis sad, petnames

“ki,” you softly called. you propped your self up next to your boyfriend. you knew he was awake, though his back was turned and he wasn’t saying anything.

“ki, baby, it’s time to get up.”

still no response.

you turned on your side behind him, rubbing his back. you knew he was still sad about not making it to japan for his birthday.

for two weeks, your boyfriend had rambled about getting to see his family and all the places he would take them.

it was a disappointment to you both when the company had let him down at the last minute, telling him that he had a schedule instead.

they had canceled his flight without telling him. even going as far as returning his ticket because they had things to do.

you placed kisses on the side of his head and down to his neck. he stared at the wall in your shared bedroom, thinking about his mom and dad. they wouldn’t even be able to see their son on his 18th birthday.

niki sighed quietly as you continued your small kisses, whispering reassuring words in between.

“i’m sorry.”

he shook his head, readjusting himself.

“s’not your fault.”

“i know, but-“ you sighed, rubbing his arm.

“you don’t deserve that, ki.”

“let me make you breakfast at least? i want you to get up at some point today, it’s your birthday, babe.”

he turned over toward you, burying his face into your chest while letting you wrap your arms around him.

your fingers found their way to his highlighted hair, combing your fingers through it. he sighed once again, very content with your embrace.

he closed his eyes before replying, “please,”

“but can we stay here for a little? you make me forget about everything.” he opened his eyes again, his sharp eyes seemed to soften now.

you nodded your head, placing a kiss on his.

“of course. but you know you have that live later on.”

he scoffed at the thought of having to leave you but nodded.

he pecked your lips twice before going back in his spot on your chest, throwing a leg over you.

❅ ❅ ❅

milan’s note: this was posted late of course but so sorry that it was that short, my brain is a bit .. 😭

PERM. TAGLIST: @haechansbbg @contyynishimura @sasfransisco @kgneptun @m1ko-xu (message or comment to be added)

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© KAIROOT 2023 — please do not steal, translate, or repost my work.

winter wonderland masterlist

[3:46 am] nishimura riki !

genre : fluff !

warnings : slight mentions of blood. (not much!)

pairing : niki x gn!reader

requested ? : no.

tossing and turning for the fifth time that night, you turned on your side. the moon illuminates your skin as you look out the window. the rain came bucketing down only a few minutes ago. usually rain helped you sleep, but not tonight. there was no reason behind your restlessness. perhaps, the heat? maybe your stress? you didn’t know.

but ni-ki on the other hand….

he had been knocked out ever since you two got in bed. during promotions, he hadn’t gotten a lot of rest. he was a hard worker, and that was one of the many things you loved about him.

the rain started to come down harder, like dogs and cats. you watched the way the droplets poured down the window. you started to imagine the drops as race cars. seeing which one would get to the window sill first.

soon, you became bored again. looking over your shoulder, only to find your boyfriend with his arms covering his eyes, snoring lightly. his body sprawled across the bed, hair poking in all different directions.

you smiled softly at his sleeping figure, wondering how someone could look so adorable while snoozing.

realizing how parched you were, you rolled out of bed. putting on the fuzzy slippers that ni-ki had recently bought, you started your journey to the kitchen. hearing the rain hit the apartment’s roof, you walked into the kitchen. opening the refrigerator to look for something to quench your thirst. nothing.

you sighed, closing it and getting a glass from one of the cupboards. walking to the sink, you switched the faucet to cold and began filling the glass. once it was filled to your liking, you started to pour the cold liquid down your throat.

suddenly, lighting flashed throughout the apartment, causing you to choke on your water. you were always afraid of lighting & thunder. it was something that triggered your anxiety the most.

“oh no.. don’t tell me-“ you were cut off, mid-sentence. thunder rumbled loudly, making you drop your cup. the glass shattered everywhere. your hands flew to your ears. your body dropped to the floor, instantly curling up into a ball.

ni-ki jolted awake, hearing the thunder outside and something breaking in the kitchen. he looked to his side, only to find the spot empty. getting out of bed, he looked out the window. the rain had started pouring down harder and the wind blew furiously. turning his attention to the noise in the kitchen, he rushed downstairs.

walking into the kitchen, he turns on the light to see his partner on the floor, shaking. he rushed over to you, with a worried expression. he crouched down, hugging you tightly. ni-ki knew about your fear since you both started dating. he understood your anxiety and was never the type of person to make fun of it.

“shh, you’re okay. i’m here.” he removed your hands from your ears and wrapped them around him. he kissed your head, whispering reassuring words.

another thunderclap shook the apartment, making you jump in fear. ni-ki held you tighter, rubbing your back. when he came into the kitchen before, he noticed your cuts from the glass on the floor. lifting you off the ground, he carried you into the bathroom to clean you up.

he sat you on the counter, next to the sink and grabbed the first aid kit. pulling out bandages and rubbing alcohol. he took the bottle and poured the alcohol onto a cloth. “this might sting a bit, okay?”

nodding, you prepared yourself for the pain. he began to rub the alcohol on each cut, gently, causing you to hiss in pain. you bit your lip, more tears pouring out of your eyes as ni-ki cleaned up the cuts and the blood that leaked from them. he finished cleaning, placing little bandages over the wounds.

“do you think you can walk, love?” he spoke softly. you nod your head once again, carefully hopping off of the counter. ni-ki put everything back into the first aid kit and switched off the light in the bathroom. he held your hand tightly, heading back to the bedroom.

lying down on the soft mattress, you kicked off your slippers and pulled the covers over your shivering body. ni-ki climbed in next to you. he pulled some of the blanket onto him as he wrapped his arms around you. you wrapped your arms around his lower half (waist), throwing your leg over him. the thunder boomed again, causing you to shake in fear. ni-ki’s grip on you became tighter. you pushed your face into the crook of his neck, trying to get your breathing back to normal.

“just breathe, baby,” ni-ki whispers, rubbing your back slowly. “deep breath in, deep breath out. just like before.”

you whispered an ‘okay’, before practicing the breathing exercises you and ni-ki had done before.

not too long after that, you were fast asleep. ni-ki noticed how your breathing had slowed down, making him smile softly. kissing the top of your head, he whispered, “sleep well, muffin.”

( A/N: hiiii, i hope you all enjoyed this ! this was a vv random writing that came to my head. i kind of thought about my fear of thunder and put that here, but i hope this was good !! )

© 2021 kairoot

𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓳𝓾𝓷𝓰𝔀𝓸𝓷—𝓸𝓭𝓭 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓾𝓽

sypnosis : a girl named kim yn, debuts under hybe with a ton of attention, making her stand out from the rest. she thought it was fine at first, until she was being dragged down for no reason and caught off guard in a scandal with one of her friend's group.

warnings! cursing & innapropriate jokes (at certain chapters)

profiles. kim yn, jang minju, lee doyeon, isabella park, haruka aori.

kim yn. 06 liner, leader, face of the group, main dancer, lead vocal. (face claim: sumin from stayc!)

jang minju. 06 liner, maknae, main rapper, visual, sub vocal. (face claim: minju soloist!)

lee doyeon. 05 liner, visual, lead dancer, lead rapper. (face claim: doyeon weki meki!)

isabella park. 05 liner, visual, sub dancer, main vocal. (face claim: giselle aespa!)

haruka aori. 04 liner, visual, lead dancer, lead vocal, sub rapper. (face claim: winter aespa!)

chapters

a new start!

claim me?

overworking

boyfriend coded

yn furry era?!

yn's delulu bf

teaser pictures

weverse!

mv release + ynwon crumbs

five w one h

debut

party!

rumors and roasts

eunchae's star diary!

yn deprived

twitter

dancing with you

game caterers

solo single?

he likes you

confessions

management (last)

bonus! one

bonus! two

bonus! three (finale)

start : 16 june 23

end : 6 july 23

credits to owner of header!

Lovesick -Choi Yeonjun

Falling in love was a new feeling for you, and it didn’t really disliked you. Seeing his smile every day wondering why you feel this way every time he laughed at something you say, it was confusing, but you were falling. Choi Yeonjun, what have you done to me?

Pairings: afab!reader x nonidol!yeonjun

Warnings: toxic relationship, mentions of kissing, slow burn, might contain grammar mistakes. a holiday cliché (oops), lots of fluff.

Wc: 11.7 k

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Lovesick by Laufey

The feeling of warmth embracing you as you woke up. Arms hugging you tightly, wrapped around your waist. The soft breathing of someone by your side. A weight in your chest where he slept so peacefully.

If months ago you would’ve told yourself that you were in love, you wouldn’t have believed it.

The bell of the door rang announcing that someone entered the café. You turned your head and greeted the two customers with a smile once the couple reached the counter.

“Welcome! What can I get for you?” You saw that the girl rolled her eyes and left her partner on the counter as she made her way to sit on one of the tables, he looked at you apologetically.

“Uh I’ll have a coffee and… what’s the November special?” He asked.

“Oh it’s apple cinnamon tea.” You smiled. It was your idea to add that to the menu.

“Sounds nice, I’ll have that.” You nodded and typed on the computer.

“At what name should I register the order?” You asked as you took the cup and a marker.

“Yeonjun.” He said giving you a small smile.

You wrote his name in the cup. “Alright Yeonjun, I’ll call you when your order’s ready.” You offered a small smile and turned to start preparing the drinks.

“Jiseok mind helping me? Your shift hasn’t ended.” Jiseok rolled his eyes.

“I’m too tired.” Jiseok placed his head on your shoulder.

“You haven’t done a single thing today.” You handed him a cup. “So start doing something or you won’t even get a tip.” He sighed.

Once you finished the drinks you called Yeonjun. He walked towards the counter, just when he was about to reach the drinks he knocked over the salt that was on top of the counter.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t worry.”

You were about to pick it up but your hands touched when attempting to pick the salt up. You looked at him embarrassed, and handed him his drinks with a small ‘thank you’.

You turned around and saw Jiseok side eyeing you. You gave him a confused look.

“What?” He snickered and you hit his arm.

“That was so embarrassing.” You rolled your eyes.

You were about to reply when you heard someone talking very loud. Both of you turned around and saw the girl Yeonjun was with, making a scene.

“What was that? Yeonjun I swear you do this all the time!” She exclaimed as she looked at him with anger.

“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything-“ Yeonjun stopped mid sentence when this girl threw the cup of hot tea all over his shirt.

Jiseok and you looked at the scene with wide eyes. The girl left shutting the door behind her.

Yeonjun stayed there sitting looking down, you could tell he was embarrassed about the whole situation, as he placed his head on his hands.

Jiseok elbowed you on the arm, and gestured for you to go.

“I’m going if you’re going.” You whispered, he rolled his eyes and walked with you towards Yeonjun.

“Hey man, everything alright?” Yeonjun turned to look at the both of you with shame.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I’ll help you clean if you want.” He stood up and you stopped him.

“No, no, it’s okay. We’ll clean it, don’t worry. I’ll get napkins for you.” You walked back to the counter and grabbed some napkins for him.

You handed him the napkins and Jiseok brought his sweatshirt and gave it to Yeonjun.

“Oh no, it’s okay, don’t worry.” Yeonjun refused the offer of the sweatshirt.

“It’s cold outside, you should take it. Don’t worry about it, I have another one.” Jiseok shrugged handing it to Yeonjun.

“I hope this wasn’t a problem for you. This was very embarrassing. I’m sorry.” You could tell he was ashamed of the situation, and you couldn't help but to feel bad for him.

“It’s okay, you’re not the one that should be embarrassed.” You grabbed the mop and started cleaning some of the tea that spilled.

“Yeah, was that your girlfriend?” Jiseok asked and sat down.

“Yes, she is my girlfriend. But it’s like the seventh time we break up in the last two months.” Yeonjun sighed.

“Is she always like this?” You said a bit hesitant, you didn’t want to sound intrusive.

“Most of the time, yeah. I guess I’m an idiot for not noticing the type of person she is.” Yeonjun replied as he attempted to clean himself with the napkins.

Jiseok and you looked at each other feeling sorry for him. He really looked like a kind person.

And that was the first time you met Yeonjun.

A few days later, you walked towards the bus stop. Your work wasn’t exactly close to your apartment, so you had to take the bus there.

Struggling to wrap your scarf around your neck with one hand, bag and keys in the other one, you accidentally elbowed someone that was walking next to you.

You turned to say sorry but you were surprised to see that the person you hit, was Yeonjun.

“I’m very sorry, I didn’t see you.” Embarrassment covered your face, as a red blush appeared on your cheeks.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.” He gave you a soft smile. “Are you going to work?” You nodded.

“Yeah, I’m actually a bit late now.”

“Oh, well I guess we’re both late then.” He shrugged and you gave him a confused look.

“We? As in you and me?” You asked.

“Ah yeah, forgot to mention. I got a job in the café.” He said and you looked at him surprised.

“You did? That’s nice.” You actually were happy that Yeonjun was going to start working with Jiseok and you. Since the day of the incident with his girlfriend, you couldn’t help but to think about him. “May I ask why? Oh wait, I don’t mean to be nosy, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” You looked away a little embarrassed.

He chuckled at this. “It’s okay. I got fired from my last job, I uh… worked in the company of my ex girlfriend’s dad. So when I broke up with her, she got me fired.” He sighed.

“Oh god, I’m sorry to hear that.” You looked at him a little worried.

“It’s alright, I wanted to leave that job anyway. I was getting tired of being in an office all day. And working in the café seems interesting, I just want to feel productive.” He shrugged.

“Well, I’m glad you applied, we do need more staff. Jiseok and I are the only ones working there. Although it gets a little boring sometimes, we don’t have that many customers.” You chuckled.

It was true, you normally didn’t have that many customers, but now that the cold season started, the number of customers usually increases. Or at least you hope it does.

“It’s alright, I’m sure we’ll do fine.”

The bus arrived and you both sat next to each other and talked on your way to the café. When you arrived, Jiseok was cleaning the counters and getting the coffee machines ready.

You opened the door and the bell rang.

“Finally, I thought you weren’t coming, I was about to use the speakers to play my-“ He stopped when he turned to see you. He clearly wasn’t expecting to see Yeonjun.

You made an awkward eye contact with him for a few seconds.

“Oh, welcome back, are going to order something?” Jiseok asked looking at Yeonjun.

“Actually I’m here to work.” He smiled and Jiseok widened his eye surprised.

“Is that why there was another apron in the staff room?” You nodded.

“Come on Yeonjun, we’ll show you how everything works.”

After a while, you and Jiseok explained to Yeonjun everything he needed to know about the place, how the coffe machines work, how to prepare the drinks, clean the counters, etc.

Your shifts came to an end, and it was time to close the store. Yeonjun seemed awfully quiet the last hour of his shift.

“Hey Yeonjun, are you okay?” Jiseok asked while he mopped the floor. Yeonjun was cleaning the counters with a very serious expression. He hadn’t said a single word in the last 40 minutes.

“Hm? Yeah, I’m okay.” His half smile wasn’t convincing to either of you. But Jiseok didn’t want to push it to far and just nodded.

When it was time to close the shop, Yeonjun finally spoke, once you were already outside with your coats and scarves.

“Hey guys, do you know any place around here that I could stay just tonight?” He said not meeting your eyes. Jiseok and you looked at each other confused.

“Well, I don’t think you can find much places here. They’re all very expensive around this area.” You said putting your hand in your coat’s pockets. Yeonjun stayed quiet for a moment as if he was thinking too much about something.

“You live far from here?” Jiseok asked.

“Uh yeah, I live far from the city. I’m looking for apartments around here.” Yeonjun responded.

“Well you can stay in our apartment tonight, it’s getting late and buses take too long here.” Jiseok suggested this to him and his eyes sparkled.

When he agreed, the three of you went to the bus station. Your apartment wasn’t close, but it definitely was closer than Yeonjun’s place. The three of you arrived to the apartment.

Yeonjun was feeling slightly nervous, Jiseok and you have been really nice to him, and he certainly didn’t want to bother you.

“Here we are.” Jiseok opened the door and stepped aside. As you entered, you notice Yeonjun looked around, he seemed a little uncomfortable.

“Your apartment is very big. It’s really pretty.” Yeonjun said looking at you two.

“Oh, it’s my dad’s apartment. He basically pays for this apartment.” Jiseok explained.

“Oh, it’s your dad’s? Are you sure it’s okay for me to stay here? I don’t want to intrude.” Yeonjun spoke more nervously.

“Nah, it’s fine. My dad never comes around. He doesn’t even know yn lives here.” Jiseok chuckled and you shrugged. “He lives in another city far away. So I don’t see him that often, just in uh… Christmas?” He explained.

“Oh alright.” He said shyly taking off his coat too.

“I have to get going, I’ll see you guys later.” He took what a guitar case that was leaning next to the door and left.

“He’s in a band, they usually practice at night, when they’re all done with their works and stuff.” You said sitting down in the couch.

“That’s so cool. I’ve always wanted to be in a band.” Yeonjun followed your steps and at next to you. It seemed more relaxed than he was a few minutes ago.

“Really? That’s nice. I’ve never thought of it. But it’s nice when Jiseok talks about his band.” You said smiling. “So, how was your first day at work? Did you like it?” You asked trying to make him feel more comfortable.

“Yeah, it was nice. I enjoyed working with you. It’s very relaxing to work in a quiet place, you know? I was used to be in an office where people always went in and out everyday.” He sighed.

“May I ask how did you meet your ex girlfriend?” You didn’t wanted to be nosy, but you really wanted to know more about him.

"I met Harin in high school.” He paused and took a deep breath. “She wasn’t always like that, I honestly don’t know what happened. When we graduated we moved together, her dad gave me a great job at his company, and we were happy. My future was assured there.” You felt bad for him, how everything perished for him after that breakup. “But suddenly she started getting possessive over me, and got jealous of my friends. That’s when everything went down.”

Yeonjun had a perfect life, good job, a nice house, a good relationship, close friends. But he lost all of that.

“I’m very sorry that happened, Yeonjun.” He half smiled.

“It’s in the past now, I wasn’t happy there so I don’t really care anymore.” He reassured you. “But that’s enough about me. Tell me more about you.”

Yeonjun was a curious person, since the first time he met you, he felt intrigued, he wanted to know you better.

“Uh well, I used to live in a small town. You know, those towns where you're walking on the street and see cows. I lived with my grandma, she took care of me my whole life. My parents were always working so I could get a better education. So all I could do was study, since there weren’t a lot of things I could do there.” You explained. You don’t always talk about yourself, but opening up to someone who really wanted to know you was nice.

“And how did you end up here?” He asked crossing his leg getting into a more comfortable position.

“I got a scholarship in a high school, so I moved here. There’s where I met Jiseok. He was always skipping classes and never did his homework. He never really cared about school. So I tutored him, that’s how we started hanging out.”

Yeonjun nodded, your life seemed very interesting to him. How you left your hometown to come to study to a city. Something about you made him drawn to you, he definitely wanted to know you better.

And that’s how a month went by, working in the café, hanging out with Yeonjun and Jiseok, watching Jiseok’s band perform, going back home and have late night talks with Yeonjun.

Everything happened so nicely, all three of you became closer. It was as if you knew Yeonjun your whole life. You got to trust him in a small amount of time, and the same for him. He felt more comfortable living with both Jiseok and you, and working together, than he ever did in the past when he worked in an office.

Things at work also improved, you had more customers now. In reality there were only girls who were interested in Yeonjun and started going more frequently just to see him, but customers are customers, and at least they actually bought things, leading to more tips.

The bell rang announcing a new customer, as the door opened the fresh breeze of the December air entered the café. As the bell jingled, and all eyes turned to see a familiar face—Harin. Her gaze immediately locked onto Yeonjun. All three of you stayed silent for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Yeonjun tensed, his hands gripping on a coffee cup he was holding a bit too tightly. The atmosphere in the café shifted as your eyes met Jiseok's, both of you silently acknowledging the sudden change.

"Yeonjun," she called out, walking closer to the counter where Yeonjun was. He turned to face her, a sigh escaping his lips.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone sounded as if he was tired or annoyed.

She ignored his question and glanced around the café, her eyes narrowing as they landed on you and Jiseok. A smirk played on her lips, and it was evident that she was relishing the discomfort she was causing.

"Found yourself some new job, I see. Or is it something more?" Her eyes flickered between Yeonjun and you, a not-so-subtle insinuation hanging in the air.

A small flashback appeared on his mind when her eyes turned to look at you. The day when they came to the café for the first time, when she threw the hot tea at him. She started telling Yeonjun how he always flirted with everyone in front of her, and turned into an argument.

"I'm just here to enjoy a cup of coffee. Is that too much to ask?" she said with a false innocence, finally tearing her gaze away from you and Jiseok to focus solely on Yeonjun.

Yeonjun's jaw tightened, but before he could respond, you stepped forward. "If you're here for coffee, then feel free to order. But let's keep it civil, okay?" Your words were calm but deep down you actually felt nervous and a little intimidated by her presence. You didn´t want her to cause another scene like the one a month ago.

She huffed, clearly not expecting any resistance. "Fine, I'll have a latte."

As you prepared her latte, the tension lingered in the air. The café, that once had a sense of warmth, now felt cold and awkward. Yeonjun walked to the kitchen, not wanting to face Harin anymore.

Jiseok shot you a concerned look, silently communicating his readiness to step in if the situation escalated.

When you handed the latte to Yeonjun's ex, she took it with a mocking smile. "Thanks," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. You resisted the urge to react, maintaining your composure.

"Enjoy your coffee," you replied, your smile strained but polite.

She found an empty table, deliberately choosing one within sight of Yeonjun, and settled down with an air of triumph. The tension in the café only intensified, and you could feel the weight of everyone's eyes on the unfolding situation.

As Yeonjun emerged from the kitchen, he glanced at his ex-girlfriend, his expression a mix of frustration and resignation. It was clear that he didn't want any confrontation, yet the unresolved emotions lingered beneath the surface.

Jiseok approached Yeonjun, placing a supportive hand on his shoulder. "Don't let her get to you. We've got your back if she tries to do anything," he whispered. Yeonjun nodded appreciatively, offering a small but genuine smile.

Once she exited, Yeonjun let out a breath he seemed to have been holding since her arrival. "Thanks, guys. I appreciate you handling that with me."

"Anytime," Jiseok reassured him, exchanging a nod with you.

The atmosphere in the café gradually shifted back to its usual warmth. The regular customers, sensing the resolution of the tension, returned to their conversations and the familiar hum of the coffee grinder resumed its comforting rhythm.

After the café closed for the day, you, Jiseok, and Yeonjun returned home, the events of the encounter with Yeonjun's ex-girlfriend still fresh in your minds. The walk back was unusually quiet, each of you lost in your thoughts.

Upon reaching the apartment, Jiseok broke the silence. "Well, that was unexpected. I didn't think she'd show up here."

Yeonjun nodded, still processing the encounter. "Yeah, me neither. I thought I had left all that drama behind."

You opened the door, leading the way into the apartment. "Let´s just forget about it, alright? And hope she doesn´t come back."

It was late, so you decided to go to bed and rest. Yeonjun still felt uneasy, he wasn´t expecting that and it clearly made him uncomfortable to think that she might show up again.

Over breakfast next morning, as you, Yeonjun, and Jiseok discussed the day ahead, Yeonjun's thoughts betrayed him. "I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched," he admitted, a furrow forming on his brow.

Jiseok, mid-bite into his toast, looked up with a raised eyebrow. "Watched? What do you mean?"

Yeonjun sighed. "I mean, how did she even find out I work at the café? It's not like I've been broadcasting it."

You exchanged a knowing glance with Jiseok, not knowing really what to say. "Maybe it's just a coincidence," you suggested, attempting to ease the tension. "She could have seen you during one of your shifts or heard about it from someone else."

Yeonjun nodded, still uncertain. "Yeah, maybe. It just feels like she knew exactly where to find me."

"Well, no use stressing about it now. Let's just focus on the café today, and if anything else comes up, we'll help you. Plus we´re already late." Jiseok said standing up once he realized the time.

Throughout the day, Yeonjun couldn't help but glance over his shoulder, as if half-expecting his ex to reappear. The routine of taking orders, preparing drinks, and engaging with customers provided a distraction, but the unsettling thought lingered in the back of his mind.

Eventually he was forced to leave his thought aside and focus in helping you to put up some Christmas decorations around the café. You retrieved boxes of Christmas decorations from storage, and soon the café was filled with a calm sound of holiday tunes and the scent of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the aroma of cinnamon and pine.

Soon, strings of twinkling lights adorned the counters, wreaths adorned the walls, and a small Christmas tree graced a corner, surrounded by carefully wrapped gifts.

As the last customer left, the three of you decided to stay a little later to put the finishing touches on the Christmas decorations. The café was now aglow with festive lights, ornaments, and the inviting aroma of holiday spices.

Jiseok rummaged through the box of decorations and pulled out a sprig of mistletoe. With a confused look, he held it up. "Didn´t know we had this. Should we hang it somewhere?"

You chuckled at his antics, not thinking much of it. "Sure, why not? It adds to the holiday charm."

Jiseok found the perfect spot near the entrance and secured the mistletoe with a small piece of ribbon. He stepped back, admiring his handiwork. "There we go, now we just need some victims to walk under it."

The three of you continued with the decorations, while you and Yeonjun decorated the Christmas tree near the entrance and Jiseok hung paper snowflakes on the counters.

After a while, as the last of the decorations were hung, Jiseok cleared his throat, drawing your attention. "Hey, what´s that hanging above your heads?."

You and Yeonjun turned toward the entrance and were met with the sight of the mistletoe hanging above. Jiseok wore an expectant expression, clearly delighted with the situation.

Yeonjun's eyes met yours. You had never seen him the way you did that night, his eyes sparkling with the christmas lights around, his black hair tickling his forehaed, his skin glowing with the dim light around you. You felt your stomach turn, a sensation you've never felt before.

When you realized you were staring a lot, a blush covered your cheeks making you look away. Yeonjun chuckled moving his hand up and ruffled your hair.

"Let's continue decorating." He lowered himself to whisper in your ear leaving you completely flustered. He simply walked away towards Jiseok and helped him with the snowflakes.

With the decorating complete, the three of you stepped back to admire your work. The mistletoe, now just another element of the festive display.

As you gathered to leave the café, the festive lights casting a warm glow on your faces, You approached Yeonjun, a soft smile on his lips. "Thanks for helping out tonight. It was fun."

You returned the smile, the flustered feeling subsiding. "Yeah, it was. We should do this again next year."

Jiseok placed an arm around your shoulder. "Maybe next time, we'll be more prepared for the mistletoe." Your face turned red, and you flicked his forehead.

That night, when you got home, Yeonjun found himself lying in bed, staring at the ceiling. The events of the evening played over and over in his mind like a loop, and he couldn't shake the profound effect it had on him.

As he lay there in the quiet darkness, Yeonjun couldn't help but think about you in a different light. Your laughter echoed in his ears, and the image of your blushing face beneath the mistletoe lingered in his mind. Thoughts raced through Yeonjun's mind as he pondered the subtle changes in his feelings. He recalled the way your eyes met his, the warmth of your presence, and the genuine connection he felt with you.

As you layed in bed, you turned to turn off the light of the lamp on your bedside table. Remebering the feeling of being close to Yeonjun earlier made your heart race in a way that you've never felt. All you could see in your head was him.

"What is happening to me?" You wondered, running a hand through your hair in frustration. You weren't accustomed to feeling this way, and the unfamiliar emotions left you both bewildered and intrigued.

Days later, Jiseok invited Yeonjun and you to a small bar where he would be performing with his band. The night was cold as you left the apartment with Yeonjun, Jiseok had to leave earlier to rehearse before the show.

You rubbed your hands together hoping to produce some heat.

"You forgot your gloves?" Yeonjun asked, stopping you to look at him.

"Yeah, I forgot them on my bed." You chuckled.

He took your hand suddenly, intertwining your fingers and putting both of your hands on the pocket of his coat. "Hope this helps." He gave you a soft smile and continued walking, forcing you to walk at his pace.

Your mind went blank with this, a blush covering your whole face. You tried to hold back a smile, while your mind was on a debate of your feelings.

As you walked together, his pace dictated by the linked hands, a quiet excitement and nervous energy lingered between you two. The city lights flickered in the distance, and the streets felt quieter than usual, creating a calm air of tranquility around the two of you.

Yeonjun glanced at you, his gaze holding a warmth that matched the shared space in his coat pocket. "You okay? Not too cold, I hope."

The genuine concern in his voice brought a soft smile to your face. "No, I'm good. Thanks to your hand-warmer solution."

He chuckled. "Glad I could be of service."

The bar where Jiseok's band was performing came into view, its neon sign casting a colorful glow on the sidewalk. As you approached, Yeonjun didn't release your hand.

Inside the place, the low hum of conversations mixed with the tuning of instruments. Jiseok spotted the two of you and waved, his eyes widening as he noticed your intertwined hands.

You looked down feeling your cheeks burn while Yeonjun waved back with his free hand. You find an empty table near the stage and sat together, Yeonjun subtly scooting closer to you.

The concert begun after a few minutes, the sound of the drums and bass filled the air. You looked at the band, smiling as you saw Jiseok playing his guitar, he always looked so happy on stage.

At some point of the night, Yeonjun leaned to your ear. "They're really good." The feeling of his warm breath hitting your aer had your head spinning. You saw his smirk from the corner of your eye.

"Yeah, they are," you replied, trying to hide the subtle nervousness in your voice.

After the concert, Jiseok joined the both of you and decided to get some drinks for the three of you.

As you settled into a cozy corner of the bar, the dim lighting casting a warm glow over the surroundings, the conversation flowed seamlessly.

Your conversation was interrupted by a familiar voice calling Yeonjun's name. You turned to see that Harin was there.

"Yeonjun, can we talk? Please." Her expression seemed serious, like she wanted to talk about something important. She didn't even acknowledge Jiseok and you.

Without looking at her, Yeonjun nodded and stood up from his chair, leading her outside the place.

Your eyes followed him as a short sigh escaped your lips. Jiseok looked at you and placed a hand above yours.

"He'll be fine, don't worry." He gave a light squeeze on your hand.

Your heart raced as you watch them talk outside the window, feeling nervous about the whole situation. You couldn't help but to think that she might want Yeonjun back, and it scared you even more that he would accept that.

Even if he had already made it clear several times in the past that he doesn't want anything to do with her anymore, he did had his future assured with her.

You saw how she started raising her voice, pointing at his chest with her index while her expression seemed angry. Yeonjun just looked down at her, his jaw tightened and and his arms crossed.

After what felt like an eternity, Yeonjun reentered the bar, his expression unreadable. Yeonjun took a deep breath and looked at both you and Jiseok. "Let's finish our drinks and head home," he suggested, the weight of the conversation still evident in his eyes.

Once you arrived to the apartment, Yeonjun sat quietly on the dark living room. Jiseok went to his room, and you debated wether you should talk to Yeonjun or go back to your room.

Something told you that he might need someone to talk to, so you went to the living room and sat next to him.

Yeonjun remained silent, his gaze fixed on some point in the room. You hesitated for a moment before gently breaking the silence. "Hey, are you okay?"

He sighed, running a hand through his hair, and finally turned to look at you. "Yeah, just... wasn't expecting that."

You nodded. "If you want to talk about it, I'm here. And if not, that's okay too."

Yeonjun appreciated the gesture, a small but genuine smile appearing on his face. "Thanks. It's just... complicated. I thought things were behind us, you know?"

"What did she tell you? She looked pretty angry." You tried to pick the correct words, you didn't want to make him feel forced into telling you what happened.

Yeonjun took a deep breath, his gaze flickering as if processing the recent events. "She wanted to talk about us, about our past," he began, his tone carrying frustration. "She's struggling with the breakup, and it seems like she wants to go back to how things were."

"She's having a hard time accepting that it's over. I tried to make it clear that we've both moved on," Yeonjun continued. "But it's tough, you know? We had a life together, and now she's dealing with the aftermath."

"Breakups are never easy. It's understandable that she's struggling with the changes. But you made the right choice for yourself, and that's important." You've never had a relationship before, so you don't really know how breaking up with someone feels like, you've just seen it movies and books.

Yeonjun sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, I know. It's just... seeing her like that, it brought back memories, you know?"

The weight of his words hung in the air. Your chest feeling strangely heavy, as if you were getting hurt by his words not really knowing why.

"Do you...miss her?" You felt worried he might actually miss her, your heart ached at the thought of it.

His response was measured, taking a deep breath before answering, as if carefully choosing his words. "I miss the person she used to be, the one I fell in love with. But I don't miss the way things ended up between us. It became toxic, and staying in that wouldn't have been healthy for either of us."

You nodded and somehow felt slightly relieved by this. "Would you give her another chance? If she says she'll change." Your words escaped your lips, inside you felt worried that he might want to go back.

He thought for a moment. "I don't think so," he finally replied. "The issues we had weren't just about her behavior; it was deeper than that. Going back wouldn't fix the fundamental problems we had. People change, but some things are better left in the past."

You placed your hand on top of his without thinking, as a way of reassurance.

"I appreciate your concern," Yeonjun added, meeting your eyes, a soft smile on his lips. "I'm moving on from that, I feel better now, Jiseok and you have been very nice to me, I really appreciate you."

"We just want you to be happy, and you're our friend, we'll never leave your side."

Yeonjun's expression softened, your words had made him feel safe there. He felt home.

After a comfortable silence, Yeonjun decided it was time to go to bed. "It's getting late, you should get some sleep." As the both of you stood up from the couch, you felt Yeonjun tug on your sleeve and pulled you into a hug.

His actions left you surprised, your heart fluttered at the feeling of his warmth. You slowly wrapped your arms around him hugging him back. His chin resting above your head, he muttered a 'thank you' and you squeezed him slightly tighter in response.

After a moment, Yeonjun released the hug, and a genuine smile played on his lips. "Goodnight," he said, his eyes staring into yours making your head spin.

"Goodnight," you replied, watching as he headed to his room.

The next day you sat in the living room, cross-legged on the couch while you stared at the wall, letting your thoughts flood your head. Yeonjun had left earlier, he said he wanted to help with the groceries.

Jiseok noticed your silence, and sat next to you. "You're very quiet today, what are you thinking about?"

You hesitated, unsure of how to talk about your feelings with him. "I've never felt like this before, Jiseok. It's confusing."

He stared at you blankly. "What's confusing?"

"My feelings, I don't know what I'm feeling. I couln't take him out of my mind all night. My stomach, it was weird, it felt as if I was nervous. Like that time when we didn't study for the physics exam, and we got the lowest score of all and the teacher told the whole class." Jiseok's eyes widened when he heard those words.

"Him? What him? Yeonjun?" He took your shoulder making you look at him.

You nodded shyly. "Yeah, Yeonjun."

Jiseok's eyes widened with realization as your words sank in. "Yeonjun?" Jiseok echoed. "You mean you're feeling... something for him?"

You nodded, confusion flooding your thoughts. "I don't know what it is. I've never felt this way before, and it's just... strange. It's like my stomach has a million butterflies, and my thoughts keep drifting back to him."

"Well, it seems like someone might have a little crush. Never thought I'd see the day."

Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and you lightly punched Jiseok's arm. "It's not like that! I mean, maybe it is, but it's just confusing. I've never been in love before, and it feels weird. I feel like I'm going mad."

"Love is confusing, that's for sure. But hey, it's not a bad thing. Yeonjun's a good guy. Maybe you should talk to him about it?"

"Of course not!" The idea of telling him your strange feelings for him terrified you. You could see a million of possibilities of how it could go wrong.

"Why not? It's clear he has a thing for you too." You shook your head as a response.

"No he doesn't, he's just nice, that´s it. Plus, how can he like me? We met like a month ago?" You were already feeling nervous at the thought of it.

"Sometimes, things just click. And a month can be enough to feel a certain way about someone."

You sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and uncertainty. "But what if it ruins our friendship? What if he doesn't feel the same way, and it becomes awkward between us?"

Jiseok shrugged, a more serious look on his face. "Well, you won't know unless you talk to him. And if he's as good a guy as we think he is, even if he doesn't feel the same way, he'll understand and won't let it ruin your friendship."

It made sense in some way, you definitely didn't want to ruin your frienship with Yeonjun, he was one of your closest friends, even if it hurt you in some way that he was just that.

As you contemplated the possibilities, Jiseok gave you a reassuring pat on the back. "Listen, whatever you decide, just remember that your feelings are valid. And whether it leads to something more or not, you guys have a solid friendship. It's worth exploring, and Yeonjun seems like someone who would understand."

That night, when Yeonjun had already gotten back home, you sat on the living room again, as the three of you decided to watch a holiday movie together. Jiseok purposely sat on the edge of the couch, leaving only the space in the middle available.

You shot him a glare as you sat in between him and Yeonjun.

"What should we watch?" Yeonjun spoke as he scrolled down options on the T.V.

"I don't really like Christmas movies." Jiseok leaned back on the couch. Yeonjun chuckled.

"Should we watch something else then?" He proposed.

"Actually I'm really tired, you guys watch something, I'm going to bed." Jiseok stood up smiling to himself and left you and Yeonjun alone.

You looked at each other at the same time making you look away feeling shy all of the sudden, which made Yeonjun smile.

"Well, I guess it's just the two of us now." You nodded, your gaze finally meeting his.

"Do you still want to watch a movie? You can pick any movie you like, I don't really mind." You tried to not talk fast like you always did when you were nervous.

This felt different, now that you've realized you had feelings for Yeonjun. You missed when you didn't feel nervous around him.

"Actually, I wanted to invite you somewhere, are you up for it?" His smile was soft.

"Like right now?" He nodded. "Um alright." You felt butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

"Great, come on. Bring your coat." He stood up from the couch and you followed. "Oh, and bring your gloves. If you want to, I mean, I could always hold your hand if you decide to forget them again." A smirk spread across his face, his words leaving you completely flustered. You could only nod and walk as fast as you could towards your room.

Yeonjun chuckled as he watch you race to your room, and he walked to his. He didn't know why he say that, but the way you looked when you blushed, made his heart go crazy.

He waited for you at the door, once you had your coat on and gloves, he opened the door for you. As you walked out there was a comfortable silence.

"Where are we going?" You broke the silence looking up at him.

"I went for a walk earlier, and I found a place that you might like." He smiled at you and you continued walking. As the walk continued he looked down to see that you brought your gloves making him chuckle. "I see you didn't forget your gloves this time."

A blush covered your cheeks. "Yeah, I didn't want to freeze."

He chuckled softly. "Well, I'm glad you remembered. Though, I wouldn't have minded lending you a hand to keep warm. And I thought you liked it when I held your hand." A smirk appeared on his face.

"I never say I didn't." You followed his game, not really knowing where this sudden boldness came from.

His eyebrows raised playfully, and he gave you a teasing side glance. "Oh, so you do like it, huh?"

"Well, just to keep my hands warm." You said laughing nervously.

"Ah, too bad. I was going to hold your hand, but since you brought your gloves, I don't think it's necessary anymore." He walked a little further leaving you behind purposely.

You walked faster matching his step and grabbed his hand surprising him. "I don't mind holding your hand even when I'm not cold!" Your own words surprised you.

His smirk returning to his lips. "Well, in that case," he began, squeezing your hand gently, "I guess I'll just have to find other excuses to hold your hand."

You felt your cheeks grow warm, the realization of what you'd just admitted sinking in. Your heart beating fast just like every time you're close to him.

The walk stopped when you reached a park, you recognized it because of the stone bridge across the lake. You haven't been here in a while.

"Here we are." Yeonjun smiled looking down at you. "I thought you might like it here, I remember you told me about the lake back in your hometown, the one that froze every winter and you skated with your cousins." He squeezed your hand gently. "I thought this place might bring back some fond memories for you. And, well... I wanted to create some new ones with you too."

You looked up at him, touched by his thoughtfulness. The lake reflected the soft glow of the streetlights, creating a serene atmosphere around you. The world seemed to slow down, it was only the two of you, no one else.

"Thank you, Yeonjun," you whispered, feeling a mix of emotions. "For this, for everything." You felt your eyes teary, remembering your childhood always made you nostalgic, and being here with Yeonjun reliving a precious memory from your past made it better.

"I just wanted to see you smile." He squeezes your hand. "Now, I don't have skates, but I think we can do it anyway." You followed him to the edge of the lake.

The lake's surface was smooth, the cold air having solidified the water into a pristine sheet of ice. The surrounding trees were adorned with a light dusting of snow, casting a dreamlike glow over the scene.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" you asked hesitant, it might not be the brightest idea to walk on a frozen lake.

He grinned. "Why not? We'll just try. Come on." Yeonjun began to carefully step onto the ice, testing its strength. "It seems solid enough. Just be careful, hold my hand."

With tentative steps, you stepped over the frozen surface. Not knowing if you were shaking because of your nerves or because of the cold breeze hitting your face.

Yeonjun held your hand firmly, providing both support and reassurance. "Just take it slow," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the soft rustling of the winter wind. "Just hold my hand, I'll guide you."

Your nerves eased slowly with every step you took, and without noticing, you were already standing in the middle of the lake. Your hand still in Yeonjun's. Once you stopped he smiled down at you.

"See? It wasn't that bad." You looked up at him. He looked beautiful, his cheeks and nose red from the cold, his eyes reflecting the city lights, his lips parted slightly, everything about him was beautiful.

He looked down at you so lovingly, his eyes getting lost in yours. His heart beating fast when he noticed how close you were to each other. He broke the eye contact when he saw small flakes of snow falling from above.

The first snow of the season.

You turned to look around, seeing how the snow fell covering everything around you. "It's snowing." You whispered to yourself.

"It's pretty isn't it?" Yeonjun moved closer to you, feeling the slight warmth of his body next to yours. Looking up to see his face again, smiles on your lips.

Yeonjun moved up his hand placing it on your cheek, the soft material of his gloves caressing your skin. Your lips parted slightly, his thumb brushed your cheek softly. The distance between you two closing slowly.

"You had a snowflake on your cheek." He whispered.

His fingers gently traced your jawline, brushing away the lone snowflake that had settled there. The cold from his touch contrasted sharply with the warmth that radiated between you.

"Thank you." You whsipered back. The world seemed to stop, leaving you both in that moment, trying to hold onto it to remember it forever.

"Make a wish, yn. It's the first snow of the season."

Closing your eyes for a brief moment, you took a deep breath, allowing the crisp winter air to fill your lungs. A soft smile tugged at your lips as you made your wish, the words forming silently in your heart.

Yeonjun watched you intently, his eyes soft and full of curiosity. "What did you wish for?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You shook your head, keeping your wish a secret. "I can't tell you, or it won't come true."

He chuckled softly, pulling you closer into his embrace. "Alright." He paused, his gaze turning thoughtful. "I made a wish too."

"What did you wish for?" You whispered again.

"I wished for you to give me something... something you owe me." His smile persistent on lips.

"Something I owe you? What's that?" You asked.

"You owe me a kiss. You didn't kiss me under the mistletoe the other day."

Your cheeks flushed, the memory of that awkward moment flooding back. "Oh, that's right." You chuckled nervously, trying to hide your embarrassment. "I guess I owe you then."

He leaned in closer, his eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation. Finding none, he whispered, "Well, then, it's time to collect."

"I've never kissed anyone before..." Your words came out nervously as he leaned in.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of Yeonjun's lips, his gaze gentle and reassuring. "It's okay," he murmured, his lips almost meeting yours. "Just follow my lead."

As the snow continued to fall gently around you, Yeonjun closed the distance, capturing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss that felt like the perfect culmination of all the emotions and moments you'd shared. The world around you faded away, leaving just the two of you and the gentle whisper of snowflakes dancing in the air.

The kiss was gentle, and soft. His warm lips perfectly pressed against yours, it was slow, meant to reassure rather than to overwhelm. His touch was soft, guiding you through the motions, teaching without words. It was an innocent kiss, filled with love and tenderness.

When the kiss finally ended, you pulled back slightly, eyes wide and breathless. Yeonjun was looking at you with a softness that made your heart flutter.

"See? Not so scary," he whispered, pressing a light kiss to your forehead.

"I think you read my mind, Jun." He tilted his head slightly to the side, and you continued. "I wished for this to happen."

His eyes sparkled with warmth, reflecting the soft glow of the city lights and the fresh snow beneath your feet. "Did you now?" Yeonjun replied, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and delight. "Well, it seems our wishes aligned perfectly then.

After you stepped out of the frozen lake, Yeonjun pulled you into a hug, his arms wrapping around your neck, your face now pressed against his chest. For a moment, you allowed yourself to get lost in the embrace, relishing the closeness and the unspoken bond that had grown between you. The world outside faded away, leaving behind just the two of you in your own bubble.

Eventually, Yeonjun gently pulled away, his hands lingering on your shoulders as he looked down into your eyes. "You okay?" he asked softly, concern evident in his gaze.

You nodded, a warm smile forming on your lips. "More than okay," you replied, feeling a sense of contentment wash over you. "I'm with you, after all."

His eyes sparkled with affection, and he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on your forehead. "Let's head back," he suggested.

The walk back home was silent, walking close to each other. Once they reached the apartment, the dim lights cast a warm glow across the room, creating a cozy atmosphere that felt inviting.

Yeonjun turned to you, his eyes searching yours for a moment. "Tonight was... unexpected," he began, a hint of nervousness evident in his voice, "but I'm glad it happened."

When Yeonjun was with you, he felt more like himself, you made him feel like a teenager in love. With you, Yeonjun felt a renewed sense of joy, as if the world was brighter and more vibrant. The weight of past heartaches and disappointments seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the exhilarating sensation of being genuinely cared for and understood.

You smiled, feeling a rush of emotions. "Me too," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Good night, yn." He leaned down, his nose brushing your cheek, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Your heart skipped a beat at his touch. "Good night, Yeonjun," you whispered back, feeling a mix of excitement and warmth spread through you. As he walked away, you touched the spot on your cheek where he had kissed, a small smile playing on your lips.

The next morning you woke up and got ready for work. Today was the last day of work, since you'll be closing the café for the holidays. Upon reaching the café, the familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries greeted you. Yeonjun and Jiseok were already there, setting up for the day.

"Morning!" Jiseok greeted with his usual enthusiasm, while Yeonjun gave you a warm smile that made your heart flutter.

"Morning, guys," you replied, returning Yeonjun's smile.

As the day progressed, the café was filled with familiar faces, friends wishing you well for the holidays, and regular customers sharing their holiday plans. The atmosphere was festive, with holiday tunes playing softly in the background, and the sound of your bickering with Jiseok over who had the best music taste.

Jiseok went to the staff room to get some supplies, as you and Yeonjun attended the costumers. The bell on the door jingled once more, as you raised your head to greet the new costumer, you were left speechless.

"Yn? Are you alright?" Yeonjun noticed your sudden change.

"It's Jiseok's dad." You whispered subtly, panicking. "He can't see him here."

"What? Why?" Yeonjun was confused by this.

"I'll explain later, just take his order, I'll make sure he doesn't come out of the staff room." You quickly headed to where Jiseok was.

He was about to exit the room, when you pushed him back again and closed the door. He gave you a confused look.

"Um hi?" He said, he was holding the missing ingredients.

"Jiseok, your dad is here." His face went pale in seconds.

"My dad? But he was meant to come here until saturday. What is he doing here?" He started panicking.

"I don't know, Jiseok, but he's here now. Yeonjun is handling him at the counter. Just stay here until he leaves."

Jiseok never had a good relationship with his dad. Since he wasn't as good in school as his father wanted him to be, Jiseok started carings less and less about school because he knew nothing he did would please his father. His dream always was be in a band, so since he was little he entered a music school. He learned to play the guitar and to sing.

But when he finally entered a band, his father disapproved, considering it a mere distraction from Jiseok's academic responsibilities. This led to numerous arguments, with Jiseok feeling trapped between pursuing his passion and meeting his father's expectations.

Jiseok was smart, and very determined, so he told his dad he would leave the band and get better grades if he moved into an apartment by himself. Of course his dad loved the idea, he wasn't at home to look out for him anyway. So eventually he moved into an apartment by himself, he wasn't leaving the band though. But he needed to improve his grades.

And that's when he met you, one of the smartest people in your classes. Part of the scholarship you recieved required social service, which included tutoring other students. The stars really aligned for you two.

Jiseok's dad thought he worked in a big company, in an office with important people, or at least that's what he told him. He wasn't aware that his son worked in a small café with his two friends, that also happened to live with him. Even if Jiseok said he didn't care about what his dad thought about him, he was still scared of disppointing him if he discovered that he is not what he thinks.

Finally, Jiseok's dad finished his coffee and said his goodbyes to Yeonjun, exiting the café. You let out a sigh of relief, signaling Jiseok to come out.

Jiseok emerged from the staff room, his face still pale from the stress of the unexpected visit. "Thanks for handling that," he murmured, gratefully accepting a comforting pat on the back from Yeonjun.

"No worries," Yeonjun replied, offering a reassuring smile. "Everything okay between you two?"

Jiseok hesitated for a moment, glancing at you. "Yeah, yeah, it's fine. Just... unexpected, you know?"

As the last customer left and the door was locked behind them, Yeonjun let out a sigh of relief. "Finally, holiday break for us."

"We don't have to wake up early anymore." You said with a satisfied smile.

Jiseok grinned, stretching his arms above his head. "No more rushing to catch the morning bus or making sure the coffee machine is up."

As the three of you walked back home, you discussed about your plans for Christmas.

"Well, I have to go home and pretend to be a business man." Jiseok chuckled.

"I'm going back to my hometown, my grandma is counting the days for me to go back." You said, a smile on your lips at the memory of the warmth of your childhood house. "What about you, Yeonjun?"

He stayed silent for a second. "I think I'll stay here."

Jiseok raised an eyebrow. "Alone? During Christmas?"

"Yeah, my family doesn't really celebrate it, so it's not that important." He shrugged. His tone was serious, but he had a soft smile.

"You don't have to stay alone here. You can come with me if you want to, I'm sure my family would love to have you over." You smiled reassuringly.

Yeonjun looked touched by your offer, his eyes meeting yours. "Are you sure? I wouldn't want to interrupt your family time."

You shook your head. "It's fine, you won't be interrupting anything."

Yeonjun chuckled, the tension easing from his shoulders. "Alright, if you're sure it's okay, then I'd love to join you."

"I wish I could join you." Jiseok sighed frustrated.

"Oh Jiseok, you know my grandma doesn't really like you..."

"Oh right, good luck with her grandma." He turned to look at Yeonjun.

Two days before Christmas, Jiseok had already left. You and Yeonjun were the only ones in the apartment. You haven't really talked about what happened the other day in the lake, it made you nervous just to think about it.

It's not like Yeonjun was avoiding the topic, he just didn't know how to talk to you about it without wanting to kiss you again. Every time he thought about it, he remembered how the moment was perfect and how much he wished he could hold you close to him and kiss you again.

You distracted yourself packing up for your trip back home. Every now and then, you would steal a glance at Yeonjun, who seemed engrossed in wrapping some last-minute gifts.

Yeonjun cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "Do you need any help with packing? I can carry some bags for you."

You smiled gratefully, "Thanks." You handed him a suitcase, trying to ignore the flutter in your heart as your hands briefly touched.

You were taking the bus that night, it was a rather long trip, two or three hours. As you arrived to the station you told Yeonjun about your family, their traditions and how they're like.

Yeonjun listened intently as you spoke about your family. The bus station was bustling with activity, passengers hurrying to catch their rides, announcements blaring over the intercom.

"They're very traditional," you began, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. "Every Christmas Eve, we gather at my grandma's house. She prepares dinner, and the whole family comes together. We exchange gifts at midnight, although I prefer to open mine in the morning."

Yeonjun's eyes sparkled, he was excited to spend his Christmas with you and your family. "That sounds wonderful. It must be so heartwarming to be surrounded by family during the holidays."

As the bus pulled up to the station, you grabbed your bags, preparing to board. Yeonjun helped you with your luggage, his touch lingering just a moment longer than necessary. You boarded the us and took your seats, Yeonjun letting you sit next to the window.

Settling into your seat, you gazed out the window as the cityscape transformed into sprawling landscapes. The early winter scenery whizzed by, trees barren yet beautiful in their own way, fields blanketed in a light dusting of snow. The soft hum of the bus engine and the occasional passenger chatter provided a gentle background noise, lulling some into a nap while others, like you, lost themselves in their thoughts.

Beside you, Yeonjun seemed equally absorbed in the passing scenery. Every now and then, your arms brushed against each other, sending subtle tingles down your spine. You stole glances at him when you thought he wasn't looking, admiring the way his eyes reflected the passing lights and how his lips curved into a faint smile at some distant thought.

"Oh, I almost forgot. I made a playlist for you." Yeonjun said, as he took out his phone and headphones. "You said the trip was going to be long, so I made a playlist."

Your heart almost skipped a beat. "You did?" A soft smile in your lips.

"Yeah. I tried to add your favorite songs, and some of mine." He said handing you an earbud.

"Did you ask Jiseok?" You placed the earbud.

"Uh, actually I had a list on my notes of all the songs you said that were your favorites. You have a lot of favorite songs, you know?" He chuckled.

Curious, you scrolled through the playlist. Each song bringing back a memory. "I can't believe you remembered all of these," you admitted, genuinely touched by his gesture.

"I had to, they all remind me so much of you anyway."

As the trip continued, the both of you started feeling more and more tired. Yeonjun's head finally fell on your shoulder, leaving you still for a moment, but eventually relaxed and placed your head on top of his.

The rhythmic motion of the bus combined with the comforting warmth of Yeonjun beside you made it easy to drift into a light doze. Every now and then, he would shift slightly, adjusting his position, but never pulling away. The music from the playlist continued playing softly in the background, acting as a gentle lullaby.

As the bus neared your destination, you both stirred awake, stretching and rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Yeonjun looked at you, a sleepy smile on his face. "Did you sleep well?"

You nodded, returning his smile. "Yeah, I did."

The bus pulled into the station and the passengers started to gather their things. You stood up grabbing your bags, ready to leave the bus. Once you stepped out you looked around for your mom that would be waiting for you at the station to take you home.

Yeonjun felt nervous, he was going to meet your whole family. Hoping he makes a great impression, he tried to push down his nerves.

As you scanned the area for your mom, you finally spotted her familiar face, her eyes lighting up when she saw you. She waved excitedly, making her way toward you. "Yn! Oh, it's so good to see you!"

You hugged her tightly, inhaling the familiar scent of home. "I missed you." You whispered. Pulling back, you introduced Yeonjun. "Mom, this is Yeonjun. Yeonjun, meet my mom."

Yeonjun extended his hand with a friendly smile, "Hello, nice to meet you."

Your mom shook his hand with a welcoming smile. "I'm glad you came with, Yn."

Driving back home, the streets lined with twinkling Christmas lights, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. You arrived home after a few minutes.

You quietly entered your chidhood house,

taking a moment to breathe in the familiar scent of pine and cinnamon that always seemed to linger in the air during the holiday season. Memories flooded back as you looked around, noting the little festive touches your mom had added to the decor over the years.

Yeonjun, stepping in behind you, seemed to be in awe of the cozy ambiance. The soft glow from the fireplace cast a warm light across the room, and the soft hum of a familiar Christmas tune played in the background.

You made your way to the living room, the house was quiet, everyone was probably asleep. You sat on the couch and Yeonjun followed you. Your mom left you two alone, asking you to be quiet since everyone was asleep.

For a moment, both of you simply sat in silence, lost in your own thoughts, taking in the serenity of the night. Yeonjun's hand brushed against yours on the couch, sending a jolt of electricity through you. He looked over, his eyes searching yours in the dim light.

"You know," he began softly, "being here, with you, feels like stepping into a different world. It's so peaceful."

You smiled, feeling the weight of his words. "I'm glad I could share it with you."

Staring at each other's eyes, leaning closer to each other, almost feeling the warmth of his breath on your lips. Yeonjun breaking the eye contact for a second to look down at your lips.

"Kiss me?" He whispered. His hand moved to cup your cheek, his thumb tracing the outline of your lower lip.

The soft glow from the Christmas lights outside illuminated Yeonjun's face, highlighting the earnestness in his eyes. Time seemed to stretch infinitely, every heartbeat echoing loudly in your ears.

Without uttering a word, you leaned forward, closing the gap between you. The world around you faded into insignificance as your lips met in a gentle kiss. It felt like a culmination of all the stolen glances, unspoken words, and silent yearnings that had passed between you.

Feeling Yeonjun's smile between the kiss, made you smile too. Pulling away slowly, his hand still on your cheek. A soft chuckle escaping his lips as he pulled you in a hug. You returned the embrace, the way he held you in his arms made you feel loved, and safe.

"We've kissed twice and you're still not mine." He whispered, your eyes widened at his words, your heart raced again, the amount of feeling were overwhelming.

Pulling away from the embrace you stared at him, trying to find a sign of hesitancy. He smiled bringing you close to him again, kissing your forehead. Your heart melted with his affection.

"I want to be with you, Yeonjun. I really do." Your words came out as a whisper.

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear those words," he murmured, his voice threaded with vulnerability.

The day of Christmas Eve, you woke up by the noise of your family starting their day. The soft chatter of your family members and the gentle clinking of dishes from the kitchen roused you from your sleep. The familiar sounds brought a comforting sense of nostalgia, reminding you of countless mornings spent in the warmth of your family home.

You walked out of your room and knocked on the door next to your room, where Yeonjun was staying. You waited a few minutes and he opened. He greeted you with a smile and pulled you into a hug.

"Morning." He pulled away, still having that smile.

"Morning, did you have a good sleep?" You asked.

"Yes, I slept really well."

"Come on, my family is probably waiting for us to have breakfast." You grabbed his hand leading the way to the kitchen.

Yeonjun's nerves came again, he forgot he still hadn't met your family. With his free hand he tried to fix his hair and his clothes to look more presentable.

"You look great," you whispered, noticing his sudden bout of nervousness. "They're going to love you."

He gave you a hesitant smile. "I just want to make a good impression."

"You will," you reassured, squeezing his hand reassuringly as you approached the kitchen.

As you entered the kitchen, your family turned to look at you. Smiles on their faces, grateful you were back home. As you greeted them you presented Yeonjun to everyone.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Your aunt asked. Your cheeks went bright red, not knowing what to say. He was your first boyfriend after all. You were abou to respond, but Yeonjun spoke first.

"Yes, I'm Yeonjun. Nice to meet you." He said confidently.

Your family welcomed Yeonjun, and everyone shared a nice breakfast, although your little cousins were all over Yeonjun asking him questions and inviting him to play Nintendo with them.

The day went on normal, you enjoyed all the time you were having with your family. Yeonjun helped your grandma make dinner for everyone. You were happy to see how he got along with everyone really well. You watched him talk happily, as he cut some vegetables. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, he also wore an apron your mother gave him.

He glanced over to where you were, and smiled at you. Your grandma was busy cooking something on the stove. Yeonjun made his way toward you.

"I think your grandma likes me." He leaned closer to you.

"Yeah, she really does. Still don't know why she doesn't like Jiseok though." You chuckled.

He shrugged. "Maybe she likes me because of my cooking skills."

"You're just cutting vegetables."

"I'm trying my best." He smiled.

At dinner time, everyone sat at the table. The nice smell of the homemade dinner filled the air. Yeonjun reached for your hand under the table, giving you a soft squeeze as he kept talking with your family.

Eventually, dinner came to an end, and your family started leaving to go to bed. Yeonjun offered to stay behind and wash the dishes, and you took the opportunity to have an alone moment with him, without your cousins trying to make him play with them.

There was a comfortable silence between you two, as the both of you cleaned the kitchen.

"I had fun today, I'm glad your family liked me." He placed down a plate and turned to look at you.

"I don't see a reason why they wouldn't like you, you're kind, helpful, caring and sweet." You started as you dried the dishes.

"All that?" He chuckled. "That's a lot of good things."

"Yeah, all that." You smiled.

As you finished cleaning the kitchen, the two of you made your way to your bedroom. You closed the door behind you, the gentle click echoing slightly in the quiet room. Turning to Yeonjun, you noticed how he looked at the posters on the walls, and other decorations you had.

"Today went well, don't you think?" you said, attempting to break the slight tension that hung in the air.

Yeonjun nodded, a shy smile playing on his lips. "Your family is wonderful. I felt really welcomed. Being here, with you, it feels... right,"

His word meant a lot to you. Having someone by your side that vared about you and the things you did, that loved you for you.

"Oh, by the way, I got you something." You turned to grab a wrapped gift that was on your bedside table. You handed it to him seeing him smile by your gift.

"Thank you, yn. I'll open it tomorrow, okay?" You nodded. He pulled you in for a hug, muttering a 'thank you'.

"It's getting late, you should rest." You said once you pulled away from the hug.

"Oh, you're right." Yeonjun felt hesitant, he didn't want to leave yet. You noticed this and it made your stomach jolt.

"Or, you could stay. I don't mind that" A smile sprad across Yeonjun's face.

"Good, I didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay with you a little more." Your cheeks turned red.

Both of you sat on the edge of the bed. Yeonjun placed his head on your shoulder, seeking for more of your affection.

"You know, I'm really glad I met you that day at the café. You changed my life completely. You made it better." He said, his arms wrapped around your waist.

"I'm glad I met you too," you replied, running your fingers through his hair gently. "You brought so much joy into my life. If it weren't for you, I don't think I would've ever met someone that likes me as much as you do. You really taught me how it is to love someone in no time."

He chuckled, a faint blush coloring his cheeks. "Guess we're both a little better with each other around."

The moment continued, whispering sweet nothings to each other, sharing your warmth, feeling at peace with each other's presence. After a while, Yeonjun stopped responding, the weight of his body pressing against you, he fell asleep.

You could feel the steady rhythm of Yeonjun's breathing against your shoulder, his chest rising and falling in a gentle cadence of sleep. The vulnerability of the moment, the trust he placed in you, made your heart swell with affection.

Carefully, so as not to disturb him, you adjusted the position, letting him lie down fully on the bed with his head resting comfortably on one of your pillows. You lay down next to him, covering the both of you with a blanket. Yeonjun opened his eyes for a moment when he felt the soft fabric of the blanket around him. He wrapped an arm around you, his face finding the crook of your neck. Your hand playing with his hair softly.

You never imagined something like this would happen. Everything was perfect in that moment. You had the person you trusted, and cared for next you, peacefully sleeping on your shoulder. You never imagined that the boy that entered the café on that November day, would be the one you fell for so deeply.

Choi Yeonjun, what have you done to me?

Lua's note: So... it's finally done. It took me so long to write this. I had re write half of this, that's why it took me so much to finish it, but thank you for waiting patiently. I really hope you enjoy this, and have a really nice holiday :)

Tag list: @90steele @gyuletters @reyarain @gigification open!

🎄🤍Christmas Eve🤍🎄 - with your bf Niki~

(Dawg ik it’s way past Christmas Eve but my lazy ass forgot to post)

“Niki?” You called out. You saw your handsome boyfriend in the dimly lit living room sitting down on the floor wrapping presents. Your living room was organized and decorated festively. “What are you doing awake? It’s 2 am. Come back to bed and cuddle with me.” You yawned as you walked closer to him. “I’m wrapping presents.” He responded. His gaze shifted to yours. His eyes were soft, brown and gorgeous. His hair was a bit messy, but he looked handsome. “We wrapped presents yesterday for the members and then some of our friends. Did you forget?” You asked. “No love, I just- these are for your parents and your siblings .” He smiled at you. Your heart melted. You sat down next to Niki on the floor and leaned on his shoulder as he used scissors to cut through red and white wrapping paper. “Niki my parents live in (home country). Besides you haven’t met them yet.“ you laughed. “I know that” he giggled. His giggle was so cute it sent chills down your spine. It was smooth and sounded like a velvet symphony to your ears. “Then.. wh-?”

You said before you were interrupted by your boyfriend.

“Darling, I bought us tickets to (home country). I want to meet your parents and make a great first impression.”

The heartwarming surprise made your eyes light up with happiness. “No way!” You exclaimed moving your head from his shoulder and looking into his eyes. He smiled. “Pretty. You’re so pretty when you get all excited my love.”

He gently caressed your chin with his thumb as he stared at your lips. “It was actually supposed to be a surprise. I didn’t expect you to be awake right now. I thought cuddling would’ve put you into deep sleep” he sighed shifting his gaze from your lips to your eyes. “I felt the bed empty so duhh. I can’t sleep without you!” You laughed. “You’re beautiful sweetheart. I can’t stop looking at you.”

Your cheeks began to heat up. Your boyfriend was so perfect and loving. You couldn’t believe you were really dating him! He moved his face closer to yours. Your breath was practically touching his.

“My parents and family will love you” you said. Your breath tickled his lips. Nikis hand caressed your face as he kissed you softly. His touch was warm, making you feel so comfortable and vulnerable. The kiss was long, but gentle. “I love you.” He muttered.

(AHHH I LOVE HIM HELP ME. Lmk what you think! This is one of my firsts:)!! )

imagine taking care of riki while he’s sick and he can’t resist the urge to give you kissies all over bc he’s so inluv with you :(

[Vitamin C]uddles —⊹ N.RK (西村力) 🛏️

Pairing… ⊹ ࣪ ˖ sick boyfriend!niki x gf!reader

Warnings… ⊹ ࣪ ˖ kissing, lots of teasing, fluff

Words… ⊹ ࣪ ˖ 521 -> “I’ll take care of you. Duh.”

Despite his usually intimidating appearance, Niki was a huge baby on the inside, and those attributes were only amplified whenever he wasn’t feeling well.

The poor boy had been sick ever since he got back from traveling, so you took it upon yourself to care for him until he got better.

“Hey, this needs more soy sauce… I can hardly taste it,” Niki whined, taking a dissatisfied sip from the chicken soup you ordered.

“Niki, there’s already so much in here that the broth turned brown. Now eat up before it gets cold,” you said, placing a napkin on the table tray beside him.

“I will, but only if you stay with me this time.”

You turned your head at his words, “Aww, d’you miss me?”

“No, I’ve been in bed all day and I’m just bored.”

“Riigght,” you said, spoon feeding him a glob of the grape flavored medicine.

He made a weird face, trying to get over the bitter taste of the cough syrup, “My God, that tastes like poison!”

You giggled at your boyfriends words, climbing in bed next to him with a large plate of assorted sushi rolls, “Try some with wasabi, too! It might help unclog your sinuses.”

Using the chopsticks, you dipped a sushi roll into the chunky green paste, bringing it to his mouth with an airplane motion.

You must’ve put too much, because his eyes immediately started watering as he ate it.

“Do you have any other talents aside from torturing me everyday?” He asked, wiping his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie.

“Yup,” you said plainly, escaping his side, “I’m pretty good at leaving sick people to fend for themselves.”

He watched as you walked toward the door, “Byeeee… wait! NOO!! I miss you already!”

“But you just said bye?”

“I didn’t mean it, baby. Come back please!! You forgot to give me vitamin C.”

“Vitamin what?” You asked, turning to face him with your arms crossed.

“Vitamin C… for cuddles,” he clarified, pouting.

“Fine,” you said sharply, “but only if you promise not to say anything else stupid… or mean.”

“Ok, ok, just stop stalling and get over here already!”

You walked back to the bed, lying next to Niki under the covers as he put the sushi platter on the bedside table.

“Wahhh, you’re so warm,” you giggled, your silly boyfriend swinging his leg over your body.

“Okay, now what are you doing?”

“Making a cage for you, my naughty little kitten,” he smiled, poking your nose.

“But I don’t like cages,” you sulked.

“Well then pretend it’s a seatbelt instead,” he chirped.

“Fine…”

“Double FINE! Can I get a kiss now?”

“What? No, what if you get me sick?”

“Then I’ll take care of you. Duh… and before you ask, yes, I promise,” he chuckled, resting his hand on your neck before cradling your face in his hand, leaving feather light kisses all over your face.

“Thank you for not rejecting my heebie-jeebies,” he said in between pecking your cheeks.

“Well when you put it like that, it kinda makes me want to,” you teased, squirming in his warm embrace.

More like this: Kisses with Riki in the dressing room

౨ৎ Thank you for reading this quick little fic, and special thanks to the lovely anon who requested this piece!

౨ৎ Feel free to check out more cute and fun reads like this at the pinned post on my blog :3

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update 12/03: Thank you all so much for 1,000 likes!!

FOOL Masterlist

Beomgyu Series

You’ve pretty much shared your life with Beomgyu. Best friends since you met as kids, you now manage the school’s boys volleyball team to support him as plays. Though it seems you’ve fallen quite hard for the team captain, Choi Soobin, Beomgyu can’t help but fall for you. Or in which Beomgyu continues to chase after his childhood crush.

Inspiration: Fool by Cavetown

Warnings/Genres: Social Media au!, Volleyball au!, High School au!, Really bad names for things, swearing, pining, kinda angst, fluff, bad writing, frequent food mentions

Ships: Beomgyu x Reader

Started: November 27th, 2020

Completed: May 7th, 2021

Chapters:

Intro

🅱️olley🅱️all 🅱️ros

THAT’S CHILD ABUSE

“friday night win sleepover extravaganza”

Proud Mother of Four

The Next Month

Hypocrites

Stupid

Boba Wednesday

Sweet Treat Bribery

Friends

✨HapPy✨

Job™️

Just Y/n Tingz

PUT THE GUN DOWN

Kneecaps

Kithes

You Will be Kicked in the Balls

Crush Conundrum

Bub

Buff Dudes

They Winnin’

Bitches get snitches

Die by my Hand

Dating or Something

Epilogue

lucky charm 🏒 — n.r

genre. fluff, nonidol au, hockey player riki, established relationship // cw. intended lowercase, nothing else i don’t think // wc. 783 // synopsis. in which you go to your hockey player boyfriend riki’s game

as you made your way into the ice rink, jungwon and sunoo tagging along, the coldness of the building hit you instantly. you shivered as you made your way to you seats that were right at the glass. spotting your boyfriend practicing, you quickly waved at him before sitting with your friends.

after seeing you wave, your boyfriend makes his way across the rink to you, skating across effortlessly. after noticing your shivering, he makes his way off the ice into the lockers and disappears.

“hm, wonder what that was about,” jungwon hums. sunoo nods his head and looks quizzically at you. “did you say anything to him?”

“no. i just waved at him? i don’t know what he’s doing,” you stated, your head tilting in confusion.

after a minute or so, riki exits the lockers and once again speeds over to your section, a large black lump in his hands.

“here. put it on.” he hands over a very large, very warm jacket to you. “you should’ve brought a heavier coat, silly.”

“i didn’t realize it would be this cold,” you whined, taking the jacket from him and sliding your arms into it. “thanks riki; this is a lot better. it’s like a furnace,” you sigh in content, cuddling into the jacket that smells like your boyfriend. the mandarin and basil notes invade your senses.

“you never think it’s gonna be this cold. i’m starting to think you want to take all my jackets,” riki laughs, the cutest giggle you’ve ever heard escaping his pretty mouth.

you could stare at your boyfriend forever, and if sunoo didn’t nudge you, you might have. after being knocked out of the trance, you wish your boyfriend good luck on todays game.

“i don’t need luck. i’m just that good.” he smirks. jungwon and sunoo give him incredulous look, his smirk droppping.

“my good luck charm is you. so obviously i’m gonna win. cheer me on a lot though! i love being showered in compliments,” he admits, this time a mischievous laugh echoing out.

“mhm… i’ll cheer you on… i guess…,” you sigh out in mock dissapointment. riki’s hand flies to his heart in playful betrayal.

“you wound me. the love of my life says she’ll cheer me on so unenthusiastically? my life over. kill me now. strike me down right now. i don’t want to live anymore,” riki whines out, dramatically acting.

“i’m just kidding geez. obviously i’m going to cheer you! i’ll be the loudest, riki,” you giggle at him, his face turning red at your words. he tries to cover it up with a triumphant smirk, before telling you bye and joining the rest of his team.

“wow, he’s such a crybaby! i don’t know how you deal with him y/n,” sunoo drags, his eyes rolling at his friend.

“it’s because it’s ‘true love,’ sunoo. that stuffs crazy,” jungwon says, putting air quotes around the words.

you lightly hit both of them on the shoulder, shushing them and making them focus on the soon to start hockey game.

as the boys make their way onto the rink again, your face flushes and your heart feels full. your boyfriend still makes you feel like a schoolgirl with a crush, even after being together for years. something about seeing him in his element can’t help but make your heart swell with love and pride.

he’s your boyfriend! riki nishimura! yours!

lucky doesn’t even begin to describe you. you’ve quite literally been blessed by whatever god is out there.

after the game is over (your boyfriend and his teammates obviously winning), you run to him and his teammates, congratulating them all!

“good job, riki! i’m so proud of you! you played so well! you’re literally the mvp. oh my god,” you babbled on, praising your blushing boyfriend, who was getting kissy and teasing faces from his teammates. “i love you, riki,” you boldly state, reaching up to cup his face, his gaze lowering towards you.

“i love you too, y/n,” riki stated, his eyes full of love, only focusing on you. “you’re an amazing good luck charm, y’know? i need to bring you everywhere with me and keep you in my pocket,” he teased, patting your head.

you gave him an annoyed look before standing on your tiptoes and reaching up to kiss his cheek.

his teasing halted, and once again, he was a blushing mess.

“you’re so cute! my cute, amazing, perfect, lucky charm girlfriend!” riki gushes pulling you into a hug before grabbing your face and kissing you.

now your face is warm, but you reciprocate, hugging your amazing, perfect, gift from the gods boyfriend back.

which of you was really lucky?

authors note - just a little idea that came to my head. i’m currently recovering from my wisdom teeth removal so i don’t have anything to do! i hope you guys like! (one shot outside of BIR?, not related at all)

© sanrikis 2024 do not repost, translate, or plagiarize

ATTABOY! — nrk [PART 1]

synopsis: you and riki have been dating for almost 2 years but he haven't revealed your relationship to the public, sick of waiting for him — you created an acc solely to annoy him online.

pairing: nishimura riki x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, playful banters, riki is aware of her account and finds it funny, yn is sarcastic in all of her tweets

a/n: idk why i made this but whatever . pls know that this is out of place n probably bad as well lmao but i just wanna make this for fun n enjoy... i guess? this will only have 3 parts / chapters !

part 2 ✧ part 3

PAIRING: dancer!nishimura riki x dancer!reader

SYNOPSIS: though all of his hyung’s are notorious for being some of the biggest players at HYBE, nishimura riki has yet to even have his first girlfriend. when his interest is finally piqued by a girl from their rival dance team, his hyung’s will stop at nothing to make sure he gets her— but not before causing a little trouble.

GENRE: rival dance team au, high school au, smau, fluff, angst, crack, riki being a super angsty teen

WARNINGS: cursing, crack, dirty/dark jokes (kms/kys, go to hell, etc.), heartbreak, mentions of drugs (as a joke) (more to be added!)

FEATURING: NWJNS, TXT, LSFM, ZB1, and more!!

STATUS: COMPLETE

STARTED: 7/21/23

ENDED: 10/20/23

NOTE: this smau does not have an upload schedule.

TAGLIST: is now closed

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profiles: high school musical enthusiasts // bts fan club

00 - teaser

01 - superpoop🙁

02 - ur broke im up bitch

03 - glazing y/n is crazy 😭‼️

04 - cute loser gf 🥰

05 - who dripping like me 🥶

06 - who’s we???

07 - fake it till you make it

08 - everybody shut the hell up!

09 - mc with stinky

10 - BITCHLESS LOSER

11 - the voices whispered it to me

12 - enha fell off

13 - wa-r-r

14 - raise your standards

15 - y/n when the bare minimum

16 - good job jongseong!

17 - everybody knows...

18 - you have got to be kidding me

19 - waiting room

20 - canon event 😜

21 - ion think im built for the streets

22 - get off the roof

23 - one last chance

24 - break my heart?

epilogue

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[ 니키 ] LOVE DIVE ꒰ N.RK x F!READER

IN WHICH ?! — Y/n often flirts and teases one of her mc partners, nishimura ni-ki (riki). She is taken back when he flirts back while they’re interviewing IVE for their new release, ‘LOVE DIVE’.

genre . . . smau, fluff, friends to lovers, idol!ni-ki, idol!reader pairing … idol!riki x idol!fem!reader

warnings … swearing, my horrible humor, ill occasionally use photos of other idols for y/n, for example shuhua, seulgi + more. photos of hyuna and dawn will be used for ynki posts! oblivious ynki!

featuring … IVE, keeho & jiung of P1HARMONY, sullyoon of NMIXX, yunjin & kazuha of LE SSERAFIM, gp999 contestants, emma song of dance crew WANT, vernon of SEVENTEEN

release date … 05.15.22(og date)

status … completed : 06.30.22

taglist (CLOSED) … @iulrma @jangwonie @i-dubu @strwberrydinosaur

a/n … it was actually so hard trynna find inkigayo clips, so for my sake just pretend ‘the show!’ is on sundays 😭 + this was originally on my old account but i’ve decided to continue it! so for now i’m gonna re post all the other chapters and continue it on here! + pls ignore how the banner says aerzkii (my old account) instead of tzyuki, i was too lazy to change it

## PROFILES !! — ACEIZ 🃏… ENHYPEN 🎸 … IVE 🍿 … FRENS 💌 …

001. no time for flirting | written

002. battle of the maknaes

003. the only ten i see

004. f the scandal!

005. sweetest pie

006. attention, please! | written

007. on the main

008. kpop world

009. manager minah deserves a raise

010. KEEHOE?

011. vernon agenda

012. open your eyes

013. YNKI?? REAL?? i wish

014. lovestuck

015. YNNI tracklist

016. blink blink

017. 4eva

018. florida girl

019. keeynki deprived | written

020. the taste of honey outsold

021. crush!

022. border : day one

[ 정원 ] OBLS ꒰ Y.JW x F!READER

IN WHICH ?! — Years after filming a viral documentary in 8th grade, two former enemies get pulled back in front of cameras but for an idol reality show.

genre … smau, fluff n light angst (?) , enemies to lovers, idol!jungwon, idol!reader pairing … idol!jungwon x idol!fem!reader, briefly based off of the kdrama; our beloved summer

warnings … swearing, my horrible humor, ill use photos of haewon for y/n, there’s two parts to this! the first part is the documentary and the second is the idol show ; idol score! this will be half written and half smau!

featuring … haewon of NMIXX as seok y/n, yeri of RED VELVET, gp999 contestants, huening bahiyyih & hikaru of KEP1ER, hueningkai & beomgyu of TXT, yoon, isa, and seeun of STAYC, lee youngji + more!

release date … 07.03.22

status … completed 08.30.22

disclaimer … this is all fictional! the way i write and portray idols in this smau is all fake! jungwon is not like this irl ofc

taglist (CLOSED) . . . @iulrma @jangwonie @lvepsh @mintydayeon @inlovewsimjaeyun @yvesismywife @summercakeluvr @notdrunkbutdazed @koakyuu @shinsou-rii @luviehyck @trsrina @enhacolor @butterflyy-ningg @nctaespasworld @2bbang-hoon

## PROFILES !! — PART ONE — SEOK Y/N’s FUTURE FANCLUB — JUNGWON’s TUTORING SESSION

SET 2018.

001. ranking low | written (770 wrds)

002. celebrity moment | written + smau (826 wrds)

003. first day munchies | written + smau (384 wrds)

004. d4g | written + smau (191 wrds)

005. fancy! yooou! | smau

006. guts | written (240 words)

## PROFILES !! — PART TWO — ZIRA NUMBER ONE — KEEP HEE OUT! — SEOKINTHEHOUSE SUPPORTERS — HEE’s POSSE

SET 2022.

001. CLAIR DE LUNE OUTSOLD | smau

002. mission failed | smau

003. sweet tooth | smau + written (202 wrds)

004. fourth gens pride and joy | smau

005. father of the z-lights | smau

006. idol score! | smau

007. their competitive asses | smau

008. y/n sunbaenim | smau + written (174 wrds)

009. lee vs lee | smau + written (754 wrds)

010. Enemy Interactions | smau

011. plus zira | smau + written (593 wrds)

012. hey gabby | smau

013. seok is def in the house … | smau + written (423 wrds)

014. oh dude he’s flirting | smau

015. newjeans hurt | smau + written (447 wrds)

016. shining won | smau

017. am i privileged ? | smau + written (227 wrds)

018. idol score ogs | smau + written (320 wrds)

019. adopted daughter | smau

020. #YN_OUT | smau

021. jungwons guide to make y/n smile | smau + written (329 wrds)

022. robbed | smau

023. soompi needs a raise | smau

024. the fire that burns inside of me | smau

025. cracking like y/n’s voice | smau

026. the sweet taste of cupcakes (and y/n) | smau + written (486 wrds)

027. birthdays with you | smau

028. life on mars (is hot like you) | smau + written (490 wrds)

029. icloud.com | smau

030. stuck in the hybe maze | smau + written (228 wrds)

031. enzi-sasaeng | smau

032. beloved leaders | smau | finale

SPECIAL CHAPTERS.

001. future is ours | smau | set 2023.

002. jake anti | smau | ashjake special ^3^

003. rise and fall of zira anti | smau | set 2023.

to be or not ! - yang jungwon

★彡 synopsis: what happens when y/n, who is hopelessly pinning over her best friend, jungwon- gets betrayed by not one, but both of them ?! and what happens when jungwon falls for her despite all odds ?

★彡 genre: best friends to strangers to lovers , angst (?) crack (?), fluff (?), smau

★彡warnings: might contain profanities

★彡non-idol! jungwon x fem! y/n

FT. enha maknae line and heeseung !

★彡 a/n: inspired by <breaking me in two > @emeraldenha and another fanfic i read here but i cant rmb the name 😭😭 anyways,, this is my first smau so do show some love !!

edit : do check out my next smau < trial and error >

!! however the characters are portrayed in this ff does not represent them irl !!

★彡 date of release: 23 dec 2021

★彡 end date : 28 nov 2022

💌 taglist 2 is open ! send an ask to be in !

profiles [1] ! profiles [2] !

1 ! that’s suspicious thats weird

2 ! u made the baby sad

3 ! waiting waiting

4 ! sunoo detective era

5 ! im sure you are

6 ! lee sunoo and lee niki

7 ! y/nhee love agenda when

8 ! new mission

9 ! y/n heartbreak anniversary

10 ! our hard working pres

11 ! heeseung second male lead (smau + written chap)

12 ! jungwon’s side

13 ! new year new me

14 ! love u

15 ! what are you doing here (smau +written chap)

16 ! not in a million years (written chap)

17 ! count ur days

18 ! code red code red

19 ! war zone (written chap)

20 ! lets date

21 ! when did it even become like this

22 ! she what (smau +written chap)

23 ! pack it up dorothy

24 ! im not my type either

25 ! the moon is beautiful isnt it ? (written )

26 ! the jungwonification of lee heeseung (smau +written chap)

27 ! love (written)

28 ! olivia rodrigo phase

29 ! five days of jungwon (smau +written)

30 ! ynwon project

31 ! what plan

special chap ! the fund raiser (smau + written)

32 ! bride to be [finale]

end <3

epilogue ! hee’s graduation

spinoff : if hee ended up with yn

all works here are strictly mine. please do not translate/ steal them without permission. © kyyuri

taglist (closed) : @enhacolor @yougeans @anti-romantic5 @urresidentdrugdealer @ncityy04 @tyonvrs @fairydosii @dazzledsohn @hwalllllllelujah @mitsukifilms @yizhoutv @kyutiepeachy @hobistigma @tinyjoong @sunshine-skz @meiiiwa @pr0dbeomgyu @tobiosbbyghorl @yogurteume @alderiasamantha @woopetals @beemarkie @hibuki-chan @nyfwyeonjun @yvesismywife @yjwfav @diestheticu @nyfwyeonjun @acciomylove @missmadwoman @hiqhkey @wntrsgf @jungwonerz @cuteyeonnie23 @angel-hyuckie @hobistigma @alo-ehas @rielleluvs @heesunki @yubinism @wonsgf @dinosdance @nrksrealgf @sunheeluvbot @aria-grace-scott @luvrjn @c9tnoos @tomorrowbymoa-together @wonie-core @lunaflvms

trial and error - nishimura riki

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ synopsis : after breaking up with his ex, niki was going through everything a normal heart broken teenager would go through… except a certain someone keeps catching his eye~ will y/n be able to help niki get over his ex despite the efforts of his ex ?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ genre: acquaintance to lovers, angst (?) , crack (?) fluff (?) smau

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ warnings ! might contain profanities

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ non-idol ! niki x female ! y/n

FT. enha !

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ a/n: welcome to my second smau ! if you missed out on the first one < to be or not> be sure to check it out <3 do show this smau some love as well, enjoy !

!! however the characters are portrayed in this ff does not represent them irl !!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ release date: 5 dec 2022

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ end date: 31 march 2023

taglist closed.

permanent taglist open !

all works here are strictly mine. please do not translate or steal them without permission. © kyyuri

profiles [1] profiles [2]

1 ! onto you

2 ! DONT TAG HER

3 ! new post

4 ! fever dream

5 ! the plot thickens

6 ! panicky

7 ! ASKED OUT

8 ! just an idea

9 ! friends [smau +written]

10 ! stage 1 : denial

11 ! rizzimura rizzki

12 ! liar

13 ! no censor

14 ! trial

15 ! plans for friends [ smau + written ]

16 ! perilla leaves [ smau + written ]

: ̗̀➛ bonus : perilla leaves and prawn shells

17 ! (jung)wonderful

18 ! another great idea

19 ! yn >>>>>> hyerin

20 ! blockedt

21 ! user137382818

22 ! #standforyn

23 ! sunghoons fangirl

24 ! we did it

25 ! tough love

end <3

spinoff 1 ! survival of the fittest exam edition

spinoff 2 ! haena’s fangirl duty

TMI with yuri ! [ written ]

special ! haehoon

all works here are strictly mine. please do not translate or steal them without permission. © kyyuri

taglist ! @soobin-chois @aksemy @ja4hyvn @enhacolor @abdiitcryy @ahnneyong @ineedaherosavemeenow @meiiiwa @softiegukk @yuhjoeyuh @cookiehaos @sd211 @yenqa @kittyeij @l1lac-dreamer @kim-liv @luva1y @viagumi @luvkait @tr-wemoon @annoyingbitch83 @pw00kkat @jayujus @tya0 @ihoonbrry @sunoosunshxne @j-wyoung @luvhooniez @yangkie @ixomiyu @stepout-09-15 @homelycat @curly-fr13s @beatr2x @s0ye0nswife @littlewolfieposts @herefornamu @llllllllama @totoroblop @loveliii @mafukissu @whippedforbeomgyu @bikpop @pkjay @lcv3lies @txtbrainrot @yvrikoo @officiallyjaehyuns @xtra-cheese @bnnyniky @jungwonsgfnameyukie

MORE TIME WITH YOU!

in which…

a new idol variety show makes 4th generation maknaes take care of a kid for a month! what happens when niki gets paired with a random girl who he maybe had one interaction with a few months ago? and when the reality show ends, why does he want to spend more time with you?

or

you’ve always loved taking care of kids ever since your little sister was born, so when a new reality show gives you the chance to be on it, you practically beg your management to let you on the show. not knowing you’d be paired with your idol crush!

pairing : niki x fem!reader (she/her used)

genre : smau, friends to lovers, mutual pining, little (?) angst, somewhat slowburn, she fell first he fell harder trope (ill try)

warnings! : swearing, eating/food, maybe some sexual jokes?, mentions of injurys and blood, warnings stated in each chapter!

featuring! : hyein (newjeans) as you, enhypen, stayc, idk actually

DISCLAIMER! in no way am i trying to sexualize any idols! nor am i saying this accurately depicts any idols. this is purely a work of fiction 🤗🤗

taglist 2 : closed thanks for being interested!

a/n : in honor of my 60 followers!

status : completed! 12/5/22 to 4/16/23

profiles!

stayc gurlzz rule breakers 😈😈!!

prologue : stayussy

chapter 1 : PLEASE MANAGER NIM I BEG

chapter 2 : shouldve stuck with ice skating

chapter 3 : NO THATS LOONA

chapter 4 : time flies when youre old 🫡

chapter 5 : THE BABY? smau + wc 0.58k

chapter 6 : i forgor smau + wc 0.6k

chapter 7 : do u like y/n more than us 😢😢

chapter 8 : the jacket

bonus chapter : I DIDNT THINK THEY WOULD NOTICE 😭😭

chapter 9 : aint this you??

chapter 10 : my spidey senses

chapter 11 : he IS all that smau + wc 0.49k

chapter 12 : youre both korean

chapter 13 : feeling #😎😎

chapter 14 : the british one

chapter 15 : TEETH R TEETH

chapter 16 : tsukishima would never 💔💔

chapter 17 : y-y-y-yes

chapter 18 : goodbyes wc 0.34k

chapter 19 : yo kf me

chapter 20 : too sweet coffee wc 0.51k

chapter 21 : everyone (no one)

chapter 22 : NAHH

chapter 23 : the plan wc 0.48k

chapter 24 : haha 🤣🤣🤣

chapter 25 : groceries

chapter 26 : too sweet kisses wc 0.73k

chapter 27 : obsessed

chapter 28 : Jealouzzz

chapter 29 : who is slayc

chapter 30 : hes Mine

end!

taglist : @hanniluvi @aki1e @imhuh @millksea @nejisputa @asunova @gojosimpp @mitsukifilms @sstarrysshit @kalliyen @inlovewsimjaeyun @invusblog @astrowonomical @luvdokja @trsrina @kittyeij @niktwazny303 @voidbeomgyu @jeongintwt @szvirm @zi-ever @luveuly @ilovewonyo @blossomnct @ineedaherosavemeenow @ahnneyong @anti-romanitc-blues @flower-lise @hafsa-hoofsa-heefs @strwberrydinosaur @luviehyuk @pw00kkat @lomzy5 @i-yeseo @7myoi @seesaweun @captain-satan @kyanmeai @gfksn @xiaoderrrr @softiegukk @soov @bougiesunoo @wonwonieeee @nomniki @flwrsforriki @meiiiwa @2tothee2 @mavlogist @judeduartewannabe @homohoons @nnniika

please send an ask or comment if your user changed!

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Happy Accidents

social media AU - soobin x fem!reader

synopsis: when you embarrass yourself in front of not only everyone in the candy aisle at your local convenience store, but also the cutest boy you’ve ever seen, you can only hope that you’ll never see him again. but fate, it would seem, has other plans…

genre: romance, comedy, light angst in like 1 chapter lol

status: complete

contents: profiles

01. okay stalker - 02. that’s a little sus - 03. tae and his polycule - 04. ur girlfriend runs away from you once… - 05. STRANGER DANGER - 06. UNPROVOKED?? - 07. have u ever: gotten a Sad Soobin Text? - 08. lmao - 09. drama posting on main - 10. like like - 11. hotpeoplephobic - 12. taehyun has twitter??

the ex factor (c.b.g.)

pairing: choi beomgyu x fem!reader

genre: angst?, fluff, exes-to-lovers

wc: 1.2k

cw: /

notes: i had this idea a while ago and i thought i was so clever for the title i still think i am ngl 🤭

part one (can be read as a stand alone)

for @rgyui and @iwaplant here's a part 2! probably not what you expected tho...

🗣️welcome to your weekly dose of the ‘ex factor’! tonight, we’ve invited a freshly broken up couple, only an astonishing two months ago! as per usual, we will offer a series of questions and you, our dear viewers, will vote whether they should get back together… or stay apart for good?

(a pause as the intro rolls in)

🗣️the two will be placed into different rooms, unable to hear each other. however, they’ll be asked the same series of questions. will they have similar answers? or completely different? stay tuned to find out!

(the screen cuts to beomgyu)

🗣️how long did your relationship last?

beomgyu: two years, or, well, almost two years. one year and eleven months to be exact.

(the screen cuts to you, and it flickers continuously between the two of you)

you: one year and eleven months, so, two years, basically.

🗣️and what was the reason for your untimely ending?

beomgyu: it wasn't, like, one argument or one thing that broke us apart. it was more of a build-up, i guess you could say? it was a kind of silent, mutual agreement or something. yeah, something like that.

you: there was a kind of tension, or something, in between us a month before we broke up. i'm not sure why there was, i don't think he does either, to be honest. it just, kind of happened. i think we're both still confused about the whole thing, i mean, we just stopped being as clingy towards each other out of nowhere, we just kind of... drifted.

🗣️how did you meet?

beomgyu: it was at this local coffee shop i used to work at. she ordered a caramel macchiato, and i stuck a post-it note with the lyrics to bts' song 'coffee' onto it, it was kind of stupid, now that i look back, but hey, she came back to the cafe the next day. i was surprised she liked my post-it note idea, to be honest.

you: we met at a cafe where he used to work at, and i ordered the first drink that came to mind, and when i went to receive it, the other barista told me i should visit the cafe again the next day. i thought he was joking until i saw a post-it note stuck onto the cup with lyrics from the bts song and a pick up line underneath it.

🗣️what were your first impressions of each other?

beomgyu: the first thing i noticed about her was that she was extremely cute. then i realised that it was her first time ordering coffee, so i started flirting with her, which is very unlike me, but i guess past me agreed that we would do anything for her. (he laughs)

you: he was very flirty. now looking back, it was very out of character for him. then again, we were younger then, so i guess he was a bit different. but i was also thinking about how cute he was. he was probably my first ever crush, to be honest.

🗣️what do you think lacked in your relationship to cause its ending?

beomgyu: i think there was a lack of communication. it was obvious to anyone and everyone that we loved each other so, so much, but at the end of the day, it was hard for both of us to be vocal about our problems, so we just started ignoring each other, and eventually we agreed to break up.

you: the fact that we weren't used to talking about our problems. we were both comfortable with each other, but not in the way where we'd talk about what was bothering us or making us upset. we'd just let it simmer out on its own, and that ruined the perfect image of our relationship, i think.

🗣️what was your favourite memory in your relationship?

beomgyu: when she tried to make me coffee. she walked me to the cafe when i still worked there before it opened, and opening hours wasn’t until, like, an hour later, so i asked her if she wanted to try making coffee. (he pauses) yeah, it was absolute shit. but her smile was so gorgeous it made the food poisoning worth it.

you: probably that time we went to this carnival nearby and he got me a teddy bear just so i could name it after him. (you laugh) he ended up getting all jealous over the attention the bear was getting, and the poor thing got put in 'time out', which meant giving it to our friend's hedgehog.

🗣️is there anything you regret about your relationship? whether it be something you did to each other, or something you didn't do?

beomgyu: i didn't give her enough of my time. like yeah, i was dedicated to the relationship and i loved her even more than myself, but i knew, even back then, that i wasn't spending enough time on her, but i never bothered to do anything about it, so i guess that's something i regret and didn't do. that's probably why i haven't texted her anymore after our breakup. i know my work has crazy schedules and that's not going to go away anytime soon. i can't.. (he sighs) i can't give her what she deserves.

you: i think i was a bit too demanding at times. i hate this thing about me, but sometimes i get a bit too bossy without meaning to. like, i have this perfect image of a relationship, and when the person i'm with doesn't meet that standard, i kind of push that belief on them, if you get me. i don't know if it's because of him, or me, or anything, but it happened with all my past relationships as well. i'm not even sure if i know what love is, i just keep picturing a perfect relationship and every time, they're all the same scenarios, just with a different face. i don't know if it's love i'm looking for, or just comfort. it's too much for me to bear, let alone him.

🗣️what did you love most about each other?

beomgyu: the way she has this ability to always bring out the best in me. i know it sounds really typical but it's true. she's one of the biggest reasons why i'm still going. she got me through such a difficult part of my life and i'm so, so grateful for that. every day is a reminder that she was the one who encouraged me to keep going. everything i do is for her.

you: his presence. i can't seem to put it to words, but he's my walking definition of 'home'. he's my home. even though we've broken up, even though we haven't seen each other in months, i still consider him my comfort zone, because that's what he is to me. he reminds me of the warmth of your cozy bedroom after spending a day out in freezing cold. yeah, that's how i'd describe him.

(the screen cuts back to the host momentarily)

🗣️and now, for the question our audience has been dying for us to ask!

(screen cuts to beomgyu again)

🗣️if given the chance, would you start your relationship again?

(the audio is muted)

🗣️(there is a pause, and a disappointed expression) i see...

🗣️well! dear audience, be sure to put in your votes on whether they should try again or not! and tune in next week again to see the guests' answers! this has been 'the ex factor', and we'll see you soon!