X1s Seungyoun As Your Boyfriend (AU?!)

X1′s Seungyoun as your Boyfriend (AU?!)

You two got together in high school

You already knew each other in middle school but he was just a small boy not caring for girls but rather caring about being the clown of his class

It took you two way to long to get together since you never knew what you were for him and he never dared to tell you because he was dumb lol

Anyways in high school you got close friends and when the last year came everyone was like “Why don’t you two date or something?”....

Offf all you could do was shrugging and giving them a kinda desperate look

People felt sorry for you. They really did

It made click when a really handsome guy asked you out for prom and you were really happy about that

Seungyoun was super jealous

And you didn’t go to prom with him. He still didn’t ask

He didn’t even get a date for prom himself and just munched on the food while watching you dance with that boy that wasn’t him

He randomly came to you at last school day and asked you to be his girlfriend

He never hinted anything so you were confused as hell and thought he was joking

He showed you that he wasn’t joking and kissed you

Since then he took you on lots of dates, mostly food dates owo

When he got his own appartment he took you there a lot because he loved to cuddle and thats all you would do there.

Watching films and having a Netflix marathons was your thing

When it comes to his first time, you were his first and he was yours

THAT was the moment he knew he was so obsessed with you

Seriously it was like him growing on a whole new level

HE BECAME A F*CKING MAN Y’AAAAALL

Didn’t know how to deal with these new feelings so he overplayed them by joking around “with” you so much (Rather making jokes about you)

People thought you were siblings instead of being a couple

It often made you sad

Is the type of boyfriend that actually gives you lots of reasons to be sad or jealous

Like- He doess’t mean to but he still does and thats the point when the arguments start. A lot. You had to confront him

You were asking him if you could come over and he of course told you yes

When you arrived you told him you wanna talk and he was concerned

You asked him to sit down on his couch and talked calmly about what you want to complain about

All in all you felt like not being his girlfriend anymore and that you often got jealous because of him spending a lot more time with M.O.L.A and being super close to Jimin

It hurt you when he treated her different and more like he’d love her instead of you

He was speechless

You asked him to think about it

At the end you two decited to go on a break and to be honest it took you a while to get together again and it for sure wasn’t the only break

But he is a loyal soul

He waited for you and learned about you and your feelings, treating you the way you deserved since he really didn’t give you much attention before

That being said he gave you many flowers (Seriously I see him as the ‘Boyfriend bringing flowers’ Type)

He often made small actions that reminded you of how much he loves you like randomly pulling his hoodie over your head or putting his cap on it even tho his hair looked super weird

It was all about maturing for him and that showed so much

He showed you off a lot but when he did he also got jealous so it often got him to malfunctioning- Help him

When it comes to Sex; It took a freaking long time to get comfortable with each other but now that you two were close it was one of the things he admired the most so he wouldn’t wanna do it too often

He has his phases tho when he needs you more than twice a week but he keeps it low

Sex with him is so sensual you probably end up crying because of happiness (and because he makes you extremly sensitive)

He moans a lot and he laaast a long time

If the fairy lights ain’t on then he wont do it. He thinks its more romantic Oh what a boy my heart

All in all after getting together and after the beginning of your relationship being being a rough time you just feel like he is your soulmate and I mean it. Like he is super serious with his feelings and the fights with hime are rare

Calls you ‘Jagi’ 24/7 without wanting anything

“Jagiiii~”  “Yes?” “...” “Seungyoun?” “...” “Seungyoun what is it?” “Nothing” “Then why did you call out for me?” “Idk. I just like calling you ‘Jagi’“

He still jokes around with you but not so that he hurts you but that he rather jokes >with< you

Makes weird faces to make you laugh because he loves your laugh no matter how it sounds

Tells you how beautiful it is whe you smile and how beautiful you are

OKay Uhm I don’t know what has gotten into me.... This is super long and really seems more like a Seungyoun Oneshot AU. I can try to make another ‘Seungyoun’ as a boyfriend but Idol edition? Will go into the same direction then but I am sure I will have ideas for that one too. I will let it be for now but y’all can always request when requests are open lol.

Niwi ~

Good to have you

ATEEZ SAN Yandere AU Oneshot

WARNINGS: Mention of blood, Yandere, Slight violence, Death

word count: 761

Y/N: “No, No, No, NO, NOOO!”

You had tried to clean the carpet for the umpteenth time but it just wouldn’t get clean. How could San spill this much wine? The glass was shattered all over the floor. You kneeled for too long your knees began to have red prints. They felt numb just like your hands that were soaked from all the water.

Y/N: “Oh damn this carpet was ugly anyways… San won’t bother if I throw it away will he? The spot isn’t even that visible anymore”

You sighed and swiped the sweat away from your forehead. You pulled down your sleeves again and brought away the things you tried to clean up the mess with. You tried to pick up the glass carefully and sweep up the rest. Just as you were going to roll up the carpet the door to yours and Sans apartment opened and what you saw let you drop the carpet again. Your mouth fell wide open and your eyes started watering immediately.

San greeted you with a big smil just like he always did and bent down near your face to give you a kiss on the cheek. Your general feeling changed to that much of a discomfort. It felt like someone was holding your throat.

Sans face was covered in blood. It dripped down his neck and further down onto his shirt.

San: “Oh god thank you sweety. The carpet looks better now. Would not have known what to do with it. I guess it was hard to clean it wasn’t it?”

No words came into your head let alone roll over your tongue. Your mouth moved in hope something would come out.

Y/N: “San, what was I cleaning? What was it, that I wiped off…?”

He picked up the rug and looked at it proudly but threw it in the trash.

Y/N: “San, what did you do?”

San: “No no. Honey, that’s not the important question. The important question is what your boss has done. What he has done to you.”

You lost a terrible whimpering and your hands flew to your mouth as the tears slowly began to build up in your eyes until they rolled down your cheeks without stopping. San quickly sat down next to you to wipe away the tears but you scared back. He was not pleased with this reaction and almost dragged you into a hug.

San: “I didn’t like how he treated you. The way he gave orders and looked at you. I know you have filed a complaint against him but as you know I’m not very patient … I showed him what happens when someone treats you like this. Because you are mine and I do not tolerate this contact. I’m disappointed you did not pay attention.”

He pouted at you and held your face in his hands so you could look at him. Then he smiled at you again as if nothing had happened. Like you never cried. He was too proud of what he did. You knew that. You did not want to play or give him the feeling that what he did was right but you had no other choice whatsoever.

Y/N: “San you are… dangerous.”

San was negatively surprised, which he expressed.

San: “How can you say that baby? You should think about what you said there because it isn’t true and-“

He interrupted his sentence to pull you up by the arm and throw you against the wall, the impact was too intense it pushed out a strong cough of yours. He slammed his fist into the wall next to your head.

“-and I do not want to do that, you hear me? Stop talking to people like him and I will not be mad okay baby?”

You nodded your head as fast as possible. You knew you had no choice. It was the first time in your relationship you have seen San like this and it was immediate trauma. That mad face changing into a rapid smile… How little did you know him? To be honest, you did not want to know. You did not want to meet him with this behavior… with this characteristic. You were scared and that feeling would be the only thing that accompanies you. Because you would not get away from him. You were too weak. He made you remember that. Every day and every night he would manipulate you into thinking your weak self needed a man like him.

You gave in…

San: “It’s so good to have you my sweetheart…”

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Note: This just popped into my head and I wrote it down very quickly without really thinking.

Niwi~

Seventeen Reaction! to their child asking why there are so many Santas

Seungcheol:

He and his daughter were walking in the mall, hand in hand when they stopped infront of a small stage with a big stool a man dressed as Santa was sitting on. Passig by they got to see the not so well hidden backstage with at least two more men dressed as Santa. His little daughter was pointing there with a cute little shocking gasp and asking her dad:

“Daddy why are there so many Santas?”

And Daddy kneeled down to hold her cheek and simply tell her: “Santa needs some help my baby. Even he can’t do everything!“

Jeonghan:

He was driving home with his four years old daughter and his 9 months old son after meeting Santa to tell him their christmas wishes. His daughter was silently playing with a doll and his son was sleeping. She had a concerned look on her face and Jeonghan noticed so he asked her what is up.

“Daddy why was there a different Santa than last year? Can he change his looks?”

Jeonghan kept a straight face and told her: “You know my angel... years ago there weren’t that many kids on earth so Santa could handle to give presents to the children all alone. Now that there are so many children he really needs help”.

Satisfied with that answer his daughters eyes went to her doll again.

Joshua:

Joshuas son was playing with his Dads phone while Joshua was cooking in the kitchen. The 3 years old boy clicked on a video and to be seen were Seventeen. All of them wearing Santa costumes. His son then screamed: “Daddy why are you wearing Santas costume when you are not Santa?”. Joshua came out of the kitchen seeing the video that was being played and took the phone away. “No no we were just helping Santa! You can help Santa too one day if you want...”. His son just got really excited loool.

Jun:

Jun and his two sons were eating Pizza while watching TV and as it should be there were played many christmas advertisements. His sons here and there stopped eating to watch them but ate again when Jun reminded them of eating. One of his sons then asked why in every advertisement Santa looked different. Jun smiled and said: “This isn’t the real Santa. Santa is way too busy to be starring on TV”. Not happy about that the two boys looked at their food, one of them nearly started crying. Jun then added: “He is too busy with choosing your presents but you will only get presents when you are good boys and eat up your food” and as every kid wants a present they pushed the Pizza in their mouth.

Soonyoung:

His 4 year old son kept pulling on his dads shirt because he was curious about the amount of Santas he saw down the street the day before and shyly asked: “Daddy is Santa real? You can tell me. I saw many of them yesterday.”

Soonyoung laughed and told his son with a certain look: “Of course Santa is real my son! It’s just that everyone can be Santa if they really want to make other children happy!”

His son told him that he wanted to make other children happy and Soonyoung patted his head: “I want that too buddy. Next year we will be Santa too!”

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo and his little daughter were sitting on her little table with paper and pens. They were both drawing on one big paper and the paper was full with Santas. His daughter was a bit confused about what her Dad drew so she asked: “Daddy why would you draw so many of them?”. Wonwoo then asked her: “One Santa makes many people happy right?”. His daughter nod. “Then many Santas make even more people happy”. That wasn’t really a helpful answer but it got her to think about it for a long time.

Woozi:

He was waiting in the line with his daughter to see Santa and she was very excited. Her eyes were glued on that big man sitting on that big red chair but suddenly he stood up and went behind the stage. A new Santa came out that looked smaller than the other one and Woozis daughter noticed. She tapped his leg with her small hand and said: “Dad that is not Santa! Where did Santa go?”. Woozi shook his head and strocked her small back. “No honey that is Santa. You must be seing things my sweety”. Accepting that answer because daddy must be right she got excited again.

Minghao:

Minghao was blasting christmas music and him and his son were dancing to it. The music got interrupted by a phone call that Minghao accepted. He was talking with Jun about some christmas presents and Minghao might have said a bit too loudly: “No I don’t know what I will buy my son as a christmas present. I still didn’t even talk about it with my wife-” and then his son started crying. Telling Jun he had to hang up he threw his phone on the couch and hugged his son. Trying to calm him down he said: “My boy you will get a christmas present from Santa if you are a good boy ok? It’s just that there are many children that Santa wants to get some presents for because they are poor and that makes him very very busy!”. As his boy stopped crying he asked: “Daddy? Other boys and girls don’t have toys? I want them to have my toys then!”. Mingao kissed his sons head and smiled proudly.

Mingyu:

Mingyu and his little daughter were making a mess in the kitchen by baking christmas cookies and there was a cookie cutter that looked like Santa. Mingyu was going to use it twice but his daughter stopped him: “Daddy you can’t do that! There is only one Santa”. Mingyu laughed: “But there are many Santas my dear”. His daughter was a bit angry and asked why there wasn’t just one Santa? Mingyu told her that since the real Santa is very old he needs to educate new Santas to help him. His daughter was very confused but took the cookie cutter from him anyways and put it to the side. Mingyu was laughing and put some flour on her chubby cheek to make her smile again.

Dokyeom:

Dokyeoms son was sitting on his lap and he constantly mentioned how happy he would be to see Santa again. Dokyeom got out a little photobook to look at some christmas photos. There were already two photos where his son was sitting on Santas leg. His son was now old enough to notice some differences so he asked daddy why Santa looked different. Dokyeom smiled and held the book close to his face. “I can’t see a difference. I guess I need glasses don’t you think so?”. His son didn’t even think about it again and laughed with his father. Like father, like son!

Seungkwan:

His daughter was crying for five minutes now because she pulled on Santas beard when they were in the mall to visit him. She cried so much that Seungkwan didn’t even get to explain why there wasn’t sitting Santa himself. After some time he brought her candies and a teddy bear so she would not cry again. Then she finally asked: “Daddy why did I not get to see the real santa? I was a good girl I promise!”. It made Seungkwan really sad to see her like this with a runny nose and red eyes so the best thing he thought about was to tell her that even Santa can get sick. “My pumpkin...When every child wishes for something big, Santas back hurts very much so he has to rest”. His daughter got concerned and told him: “I don’t want Santa to be sick because of me. I won’t be wishing for something big anymore”. Seungkwan almost cried because of how sweet hearted his child is. Besides he was kinda relieved since he wouldn't have to buy her something that is really expensive.

Vernon:

Him and his son went to Santaland twice and it was the same Santa for these two years so when they went to another mall this year his son asked why Santa wasn’t there to write down his wish. Vernon told him that Santa is really busy this year so he got a friend for help. And he might have said that this year the only really cool kids get to see Santa. His son asked: “I want to be cool so I can see Santa!”. Vernon held his sons hand and told him: “Well cool kids have to be listening to their parents and be very well-behaved”. His son already created a checklist for things he'd have to do for being well-behaved in his head.

Dino:

Ok so I feel like when his child would ask why there were so many Santas going down the street when they were watching a parade Dino told them they should ask Mommy. He never thought about a good answer for that question. He didn’t even think it would pop up that soon when his child was only two years old. When you (their mom) told them these people were dressed as Santa because they wanna cherish his work by wearing the same clothes. Dino would ask you later what you told them.

First reaction of mine. Hope you like it.

Nina

Peeps I just added BDC (and Lee Eunsang) to the list of groups I write for!

Dbidneisj I hope people stan them as much as I do 🥲

I’m thinking about adding UP10TION, Omega X and CIX too 🤔

How You Met: Inseong (1960)

WARNINGS: Inequality against women, not proofread, kind of abrupt ending but really the ending is just further up to your imagination 💝

Have fun with this kinda different concept tehehe. Niwi~

This is a scenario playing in 1960.

Inseong was a doctor in a well known hospital

You were a young nurse who got to work in the same hospital thanks to your father, also a doctor

Your father always wanted the best for you and supported you in all your interests. Growing up as a doctors child added to your interests to help people that felt sick. You wanting to be a doctor too was always a very welcoming idea for him because it meant you could one day lead his doctor’s office

Your plan was to actually study medicine but somehow it didn’t work, therefore you settled with working as a nurse for now, never abandoning your plan of going to university

You had a good time getting to know the hospital and everyone that worked there including the janitor

The head nurse always had an eye on you. You two had a good relationship. She was like a mother to you

You lost your mom due to health issues a few years ago which lead to your father working even more but he never failed to take care of you, the fear of loosing you too being too big, for whatever reason.

The first time you met Inseong was in the hospitals library, you were searching for a book you have heard medicine students talk about on the hospital campus and somehow you just grabbed for it when Inseong did too, him being a little faster.

You were nervous to ask for the book because you knew he was one of the best doctors around the hospital and your voice barely came out

He looked at you judgmental what made it even worse to speak a word.

Inseong: “What makes such a young nurse like you want to grab a medicine book which is very hard to understand?”

Y/N: “I- I was... erhm I heard of- nevermind. Doctor.”

He didn’t give it to you, just looked you up and down and left.

Next time you two met was in a presentation of one of the visiting doctors from abroad

it wasn’t allowed for nurses to join but you sneaked in and got a seat right next to Inseong.

You two sat in the very back of the room.

He noticed right away.

Inseong: “You again? What brings you here? Don’t you have patients you have to take care of?”

Y/N: “Doctor Kim I... I don’t work today. I was just interested.”

Inseong: “Just interested? Do you even understand what the Doctor is saying?”

Y/N: “I happen to understand most of it, Doctor Kim.”

Inseong: “Oh you do? Explain to me how to figure out someones blood type.”

Was He testing you? Yes. What was he thinking? Just because you were woman? It was an easy question to those who understood the basics of biology

Y/N: “Tsk... Every blood cell has its own surface structure consisting of Protein molecules called Antigens. The antigens protect the body from a foreign body. Thats why you can’t just give somebody a transfusion without checking their blood type. It could lead to a shock.”

Inseong: “Not bad... You seem to actually understand it instead of just memorizing it”

You were very proud of yourself.

The next few days after your last conversation you happened to meet more often either because you had to help him with a patient or because he ordered you to his labour for different reasons.

One day he asked you to his office because he wanted you to deliver samplings he was researching on.

When you had arrived he seemed to be in a conversation with two other doctors. You carefully placed the samplings on a table and sorted them for him so everything was how he wanted it to be.

You overheard one of the doctors talk about a medical congress about cancer that was held on the weekend. Your ears perked at them mentioning Peter Nowell and David Hungerford and you couldn’t hide your interest (like always).

Y/N: “The Philadelphia-Chromosome?”

Three heads turned to you, all of them looking very amused. It made you regret speaking up.

Y/N: “I am sorry...”

Doctor 1: “Doctor Kim who is this beauty? Doesn’t seem to know that a woman isn’t supposed to INTERRUPT men.”

Doctor 2: “You know how nurses can be. Put their noses into everything but can’t get out without causing struggle. I don’t understand why you allow her to waddle around your office. She might break something.”

Inseong: “Gentleman you shouldn’t judge a book by it’s cover. I would rather trust her with my samplings than you two with my patients. She knows more than you think. She probably has PUT HER NOSE into more books than you two put your noses into girls panties. May I ask you to leave now?”

Doctor 2: “Huh... Impossible. We will see you around Doctor Kim”

The two Doctors left slightly ashamed of how Inseong exposed them.

Y/N: “Thank you Doctor...”

Inseong: “Ms. Y/L/N don’t worry about those men. Someday you will prove that you can do big just like you proved me.”

At this you got a little flustered which he noticed. He stared at your red face which made you even more flustered.

Inseong: “Thank you for delivering the samplings. You are of big help.”

Y/N: “No Problem Doctor-”

You were about to leave but Inseong stopped you

Inseong: “Inseong. Call me Inseong.”

Shocked you said: “Doctor Kim what will the other nurses think?”

Inseong: “Oh come on Y/N. Just call me Inseong when we’re alone and Doctor Kim whe n we’re around patients and other nurses. How does that sound?”

You shyly nodded your head: “Okay Inseong”

Inseong: “Oh and Y/N?”

Y/N: “Yes?”

Inseong: “Would you come to the congress with me? I would like to take you out to dinner afterwords”

Y/N: “I- YES. I mean... yes. Yes I would like that.”

Inseong smiled: “Great! I really want to talk more about your interests.”

You walked out of the room telling your goodbyes. Out of the room you ran through the floor holding your warm cheeks

ENHYPEN MafiaSon! (Legal line) | Locking eyes with reader from across the room

The reactions each got reaaaally long this time but my fantasy went nuts on this, I could literally write a whole story for every one of them but my brain capacity is 0,0000000001 right now. I was writing this at like 1am... Niwi~

WARNINGS: Mention of Alcohol, Casino, afab!reader

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Heeseung:

Heeseung brought you to one of those big gala like parties his Dad held regularly. It was your first time attending and Heeseung’s dad trusted you enough to be able to keep a secret and watch in silence when you eventually would have to. Heeseung did too, thats why he told you about his Dads job early into the relationship, which was years ago, now having an established relashionship with him. Heeseung also believed that you would have no problem mingling around the crowd, therefore, letting you alone so he could socialize a bit for himself, making contacts and talking to old acquaintances to improve his reputation as the Mafia Leaders Son. He was having a light conversation with a few men holding a glass of alcohol, must’ve been some sort of wine, while laughing with them. You yourself were conversing with three mid age and very kind women who appeared to be some mens wifes, holding a glass of wine too.  The women were appreciating your dress wondering about why ‘such a young lady like you’ would be amongst so many ‘old people’, then coming to the conclusion you of course must be with Heeseung, the polite gentleman. As soon as his name was mentioned, your gaze wandered over to your boyfriend while you, raised your glass to your lips out of embarrassment. It took you by surprise to see Heeseung already staring at you. His laugh did not plaster his face at all anymore. His gaze had a light undertone of pride to it. He continued his conversation with eaze but did not take his eyes off of you. And even though you two were far away from each other you could see his eyes drift over your figure in the sparkly, tight and elegant, long dress you wore. He was licking his lips, practically eye fucking you, taking off your dress... All while standing next to high position men with no shame or caution. You on the other hand were having significant problems concentrating on the women before you, which Heeseung noticed.

Jay:

Your Father was a great business man and indeed well known among others. People would always try to form partnerships with him but your father would not just choose randomly, which made him and everything around him, you included, even more interesting. He treasured you like nothing else and he always wanted you to someday inherit his company. He took you to business trips here and there and even to some other job events when you got older, which is why you landed in an auction just now. Your father did not exactly tell you what he was auctioning for but he vigorously made clear that Mr Park and his Son, Jay, would be there too, waiting to raise their auctioning number on the same thing your Dad planned on. He explained to you that Mr Park would make his Son bid too with the thought that he would probably make him bid around the second half of the auction to intimidate other auctioneers by showing them the competition. He made sure you knew Mr Park was an important person as well and to look out for him. When you two arrived you sat down on the other side of the seating area parallel to Mr Park and Jay. Your Dad gave you a number too though, telling you to ‘fight fire with fire’ or something, giving you the instruction to raise your number when he told you to. The auction went on for a while and you nor your father moved once. Then finally it was time for your fathers plan to unleash. He indeed predicted Mr Parks plan correct. More and more people were stopping to bid. Then you noticed Mr Park telling Jay to finally raise his arm one last time but before he could do so your father pulled your arm up swiftly, almost making your shoulder crack. Jay was too surprised to lift his arm because he was then just looking at you, you replying with your eyes too. While his father was too focused on hardly nudging his son to do something instead of lifting his arm himself, the auction moderator started counting off. 3 counts felt like 1 Minute. You did not even notice your father cheering, kissing your head when apparently the thing you bid on got sold to you (more like your father). You were to captivated by Jay and so was he. He was indeed too stunned to do anything but eventually pulled himself together, blinking quiet a few times and then started turning to his father again, apologizing deeply. But he did turn his face to you here and there for the rest of the auction again.

Jake:

It was a big day for your parents. Their new Casino was opening. The biggest and most luxurious in town. Did you like it? No. Did the opening ceremony mean for you to dress up for once? Yes! Your parents were strict on your education, meaning you were barely allowed to go out past 9pm, if at all. For sure you were going to put in everything to look just perfect. You did not want the pompous interior design to be the only thing to steal looks that night. Around the right time your were ready to drive to the said place and as soon as you arrived with your parents you already left their sides, searching for a hidden place on the first floor to look down and watch everything form above. It was surely entertaining to watch people just enjoying their card games or listening to the music around that just fit the vibe while leaning against the pillar to your right. You noticed your parents rushing to the entrance hall, disappearing for a second, then reapearing with a nicely dressed couple their age and a young, very handsome man behind. Your parents were seeming to speak comfortable with the couple, thy somewhat seemed to put a lot effort into impressing this couple specifically, the man behind them confidently took a few steps forward, excusing himself to look around, adjusting his suit. He was having a rather rapid tempo, scanning the room infront of him and then shifting his eyes to the upper floor until his eyes came to a stop right where you stood with one hand on the railing. With his eyes so did stop his feet. He took a sharp breath, fully taking in your presence and forming a smirk on his face. His hand wandered over his suit to his tie to loosen it a bit. You did the same, wandering your hands over your waist and chest, adjusting your dress’s strap.The man, who turned out to be the couples son named Jake, took this as an invitation, bit his lower lip and immediately rushed to you, not breaking eye contact. Let’s say that Jake made the night even more interesting and even outdid your expectations and hopes by far.

Sunghoon:

Art was something you always admired but what you did admire even more was your mom and you were undoubtedly proud of her for opening her third and most awaited art gallery. She was a very successful painter which did show by the big onrush of visitor that were just there to analyse your moms creations. You happened to be there too of course. Your mom always made sure to have you there and if not in person then she at least painted a part of you in one of her paintings, mostly being hidden but ‘true art connoisseurs would notice’ she always said- You took your rounds around the big labyrinth, taking in the colors and then stopped right infront of one of the paintings which wasn’t as crowded. Next to you stood one woman with imposing posture. She was so immersed into the painting that you did not notice yourself staring at her for Her staring at your moms painting until she started speaking up about how great of a fan she is and about how she always likes how the artist puts so much feelings in her artworks. It was hard for you to understand them even though you were the artists daughter you told the woman,  whereupon the woman rapidly turned her head to you. You were just as surprised as her but when she instantly started introducing herself and how nice it would be for her to meet the artists daughter you weren’t even able to process what she did next. She was pulling you to the middle of the gallery to a man, her husband, and started rambling about how she met you and how this would be the closest she would probably get to the artist. You, a little flustered, told her it would be no problem at all to introduce her to your mother, then right away you were looking for her until you found her among the people and pointed out where she was when suddenly- There he stood. A young and handsome male figure, you had to pull yourself together to not mistake him for one of your mothers artworks but you did not remember her creating any sculpure and neither would it be a sculpture of this much perfection but rather abstraction . There he stood with his hands in his pockets, he was facing you, swiftly looking at the woman next to you and then you. His lips were parting slightly and the air around you got thicker, the room appeared to be darker but the only light fell on him. Time almost seemed to stop when just a few seconds after the woman you were just talking with started complaining about how ‘her son’ was seriously standing next to the artist himself without realising, before she got the opportunity, and continued rambling to her husband about how she would finally be able to buy all the paintings she so much desired. You on the other hand were glued to where you stood. Sunghoon, the name the woman called her son out for, just looked at his mother with the side of his eye, slowly but finally turning his full body into your direction. It was pure tension which felt like pulling the two of you together.