Choices

Choices

Genre: fluff

Warnings: slight self doubt, tooth-rotting fluff, family-related trauma

You were still here.

Yeonjun sometimes had to remind himself that you were infact still here. With him.

It seemed incredible to him sometimes, how after everything the both of you had been through -the fights, the miscommunications, the nature of his job, both your busy schedules- you were still here.

With the comeback inching closer and his beyond packed schedule, it had been hard. There were plenty of un-answered texts, falling asleep on calls, and cancelling of dates. But moments like this felt like home to Yeonjun.

YOU felt like home to him.

You, with your hair tied back, trying and failing miserably to not cry while cutting onions, gently swaying to Epik High. You hated biting into chunks of ginger, but still added them into the pot claiming that it would build his immunity(albeit, cut into the smallest pieces possible), and turned to face him, mouthing the lyrics of the rather intense rap.

People had always said that you and Yeonjun couldn't be more different. He was always met the world head on, opening himself up to everyone he met. While you? You were far more careful, an unfortunate product of your upbringing. He was always transparent, with his feelings and with his intentions, while held your cards so close to your heart, that sometimes even you couldn't read them.

Yeonjun knew when he met you, that even though you might seem cold to most people, you were merely protecting yourself. You cared far too much, and that certainly only made you more withdrawn during confrontations, lest something was said in the heat of the moment.

But you loved him. And although Yeonjun sometimes forgot, all he had to do was look you in the eyes to remind himself. Every time his gaze met yours, he could see your truth.

"I love you, I choose you, and I will always choose you." The inner thought, you sometimes didn't express out loud enough. Even during the worst of fights, Yeonjun could see that truth, and he knew that he felt the same way about you.

So he wiped the sleep out of his eyes, and hugged you from the back, doing his best cheesy male kdrama lead impression, and sang along during the chorus.

You were still here, and you will continue to be here. Because at the end of the day, the both of you will always choose each other.

dotae take san francisco! 

AND EUNOIA IS BACKKKKK!!!! How I've missed this series, I'm reblogging this after reading this latest chapter thrice, and i swear it gets better with every read? The cliffhanger is pure torture, just like always, but i CANNOT wait for more of my comfort series :')

Eunoia // Ch.22

eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness

Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader

Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness ins’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?

Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut

Word Count: 11.1k+

Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing, past violence, mentions of blood, panic attacks

Masterlist

Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21

Many thanks to my incredible beta reader @thewishofafallenangel​ <3

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You slumped against the door of your office. Everything you did these days ended in disaster. Everything was wrong. The most mindless actions could create storms. And it was always your fault.

Taehyung’s face after you unbuckled your belt would haunt you for months. The carefully concealed terror. The way he trembled. All because you hadn’t thought before acting.

You were always making mistakes, one after another. Any time you were in the same place as Taehyung something went wrong. You only made things worse for him regardless of how hard you tried to show him that he wasn’t in any kind of danger here. He was afraid of you, of what he thought you would do to him, and you could do nothing about it. No words could make this better.

You sat heavily on the chair behind your desk and rubbed your temples. It was better to stay away from him. You served only as a reminder of what he had been through. A reminder of that traumatising night. As long as you were around, he wouldn’t heal. For the first time in months, you longed for the long days of filming that would keep you away from the Castle from morning to night. But filming wouldn’t start for another two weeks, so what until then?

Most of your life followed a carefully structured plan. Step by step you had created routines and schedules that stretched into months. The movies and shows you would be filming and any other projects were put into neat boxes, dividing your time between them until there was no empty space in your planner. Since University, you had never felt as out of control as you did now. As if you were ten steps behind from the place you should be.

There were fifteen new emails in your inbox. You hadn’t checked them since yesterday and they were piling up. You scanned the subjects and after not finding any urgent ones, you started from the ones sent last night. Producers, the studios, screenwriters, and a reminder from the publishing house that they would be waiting for updates on the progress of your book. With everything going on in your life, you had forgotten about the book you were supposed to be writing. Again.

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Was ranting to my friend about how there's not enough slow burn Taehyun fics on here and he just told me to write it myself lol. In unrelated news, I'm having one of the biggest writing highs of my adult life, see y'all at the end of what's probably going to be a multi-chapter tyun fic, if i can figure out how to link them to a masterlist

#TITSOUTFORMARKLEE IS TRENDING HERE 💀💀did u make the hashtag HM 🧐🥴 HAHA I LOVE THIS

no bc. while i haven’t seen anyone shitting on mark (thank god) my tl is FILLED with ppl defending him which means PPL ARE HATING ON HIM so now i’m sitting here like

Literally ✨ART✨

¦ a doyoung collaboration ¦

¦ starting July 2021 ¦

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