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愛 ___ ATEEZ › › ◞♡

☇ ⠀𝙨e𝗼nGh𝘄a › › ◞♡

女 ㅡ H𝑜𝓃𝑔J𝗼𝗼ng :⠀ ⠀ ★

꒦꒷ ˖ ࣪ 📣 𝐘𝐔𝓃 H𝑜 ⠀ ꜜ ⠀ ⠀ 愛

⠀ #  ャ 𝐘eos𝗮ng ،،̲ ֪ ଘ

ꗃ › › ◞ 𝐒𝐀𝐍 ? うん !

##ㅤ ★ 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒾 ⌗ㅤㅤ ♥︎

★ㅤ ¡ㅤ𝓦 oo𝓨oung ! ♡̸ ، 🍄

♥︎ㅤ... 𝗝𝙾𝗡𝙶𝗛𝙾 🍎⃝ ⃝֢    ࣪

⠀⠀질러버려도 돼 후회는　no thanks

　　　나는 나인데　oh r=vd

　　　⁺　　 ❛김홍중　 ₊ 　 ❑ 　 ⸝⸝　　 (:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:❀:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅)

Beautiful ✨️

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᡣ𐭩⠀𝗅ׅ𝗂𝗄ׂᧉ ׂ⠀𝗈݀𝗋ׅ ׂ⠀𝗋ᧉ𝖻𝗅ׅ𝗈݀𝗀݀ᥩׅׅᧉ ˳⠀🐇

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᡣ𐭩⠀𝗅ׅ𝗂𝗄ׂᧉ ׂ⠀𝗈݀𝗋ׅ ׂ⠀𝗋ᧉ𝖻𝗅ׅ𝗈݀𝗀݀ᥩׅׅᧉ ˳⠀🐇

love fucking hurts

“i miss you more than anything”

Hongjoong!!

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ﾟ.⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ﾟ.

𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓨/𝓷, 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓸 𝓢𝓮𝓶𝓲-𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽 (𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓾𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓶𝓾𝓽)

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 1,957

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 7 𝓶𝓲𝓷 39 𝓼𝓮𝓬

♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ﾟ.⋆.˚✮🎧✮˚.⋆♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ﾟ.

Hongjoong couldn't take his eyes off Y/n as they sat together on the sofa. The way she smiled, the way her eyes sparkled, and the way she laughed were all mesmerizing to him. He couldn't believe he was lucky enough to have her as his girlfriend.

As they sat in comfortable silence, Hongjoong suddenly spoke up. "You know, I have something for you," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.

Y/n looked up at him with curiosity. "You have something for me? What is it?"

"Close your eyes and hold out your hands," Hongjoong said, his voice taking on a playful tone.

Y/n obeyed, closing her eyes and extending her hands out towards Hongjoong. She felt him place something small and lightweight in her palm, and she instinctively clutched it.

"You can open your eyes now," Hongjoong said, his tone softer.

Y/n opened her eyes and looked at the object in her hand. It was a small, jewelry box. She looked up at Hongjoong with a mixture of surprise and anticipation.

"Go ahead, open it," Hongjoong urged, leaning forward in anticipation.

Y/n carefully opened the jewelry box, and her breath caught in her throat at the sight of a beautiful necklace inside. The pendant was a delicate, intertwining design of silver and jewels, sparkling brilliantly in the light.

"Oh my god, Hongjoong…it's beautiful," Y/n gasped, looking up at him with wide eyes.

Hongjoong smiled, a mix of pride and sweetness in his eyes. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I saw it and thought it would look perfect on you."

Y/n carefully took the necklace out of the box and held it up to her neck. "Can you help me put it on?" she asked, turning her back to Hongjoong.

"Of course," he replied, smiling at the opportunity to help. He took the necklace from her and carefully fastened it around her neck, his fingers brushing gently against her skin as he did so.

Y/n turned back to face him, admiring the way the necklace looked against her skin. "Thank you so much," she said, feeling touched by his gesture. "I love it so much."

Hongjoong smiled, his heart swelling at the sight of Y/n wearing the necklace. "I'm glad you do," he said, bringing his hand up to touch the pendant lightly. "You look beautiful."

Y/n blushed at his compliment, feeling a flutter of happiness in her chest. She leaned in and rested her head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Hongjoong wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. They sat like that for a while, neither saying a word, just taking comfort in each other's presence. Hongjoong stroked her hair lightly, feeling the softness of it against his fingertips.

Finally, Y/n broke the silence. "Can I ask you something?" she said, her voice slightly muffled by his shirt.

"Of course," Hongjoong replied, still stroking her hair. "What is it?"

"Do you remember when we first met?" Y/n asked, tilting her head back to look up at him.

Hongjoong smiled as he thought back to that day. "Of course I do," he said. "It was during one of our concerts. I still remember the moment I first laid eyes on you. You stood out to me in the crowd. I couldn't take my eyes off you."

Y/n blushed at his words, feeling a warm flutter in her stomach. "And do you remember what happened after the concert?" she asked, her voice a little coy.

Hongjoong chuckled as he remembered that day after the concert. "How could I forget?" he said, a playful gleam in his eye. "I came out through the back door, and there you were, waiting for me."

Y/n grinned, remembering the butterflies she had felt that day. "I was so nervous," she said. "I couldn't believe I was actually going to talk to you, the main rapper of Ateez."

Hongjoong laughed again. "You were so cute, all shy and nervous," he said, his voice fond. "I knew right then that I had to get to know you better."

Y/n snuggled further into his chest, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "I'm glad you did," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "I'm glad you took the chance and talked to me. I don't know where I would be without you now."

Hongjoong tightened his arms around her, his heart swelling with love. "I'm the one who should be thankful," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, you know that?"

Y/n melted into his embrace, feeling a wave of emotion wash over her. "You're just saying that," she said, a hint of teasing in her voice.

Hongjoong huffed a laugh. "No, I mean it," he said, his voice firm. "You make my life so much better. You give me strength when I'm feeling weak, and you make me laugh when I'm feeling down. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I'm never letting you go."

Y/n felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes. "Ugh, now you're going to make me cry," she said, her voice slightly choked up.

Hongjoong chuckled softly, tenderly wiping away her tears with his thumb. "You know I love making you swoon," he said teasingly.

Y/n laughed through her tears, swatting at his arm playfully. "You're insufferable," she said, her voice fond.

"But you love me anyway," Hongjoong said, his tone cocky but his expression soft.

Y/n smiled, her heart feeling like it was overflowing with love for him. "Unfortunately, I do," she said, her tone feigning annoyance.

Hongjoong chuckled, pulling her closer to him. "You're stuck with me now," he said, his voice warm and possessive.

Y/n pretended to huff in annoyance, but she snuggled into his embrace even more. "Oh no, what tragedy has befallen me," she joked, her voice brimming with mock despair.

Hongjoong laughed, his eyes sparkling with affection. "You're such a drama queen," he teased, bopping her playfully on the nose.

Y/n mock glowered at him. "And whose fault is that, Mr. Over-the-top Romance?"

Hongjoong put on a wounded expression. "Hey, I can't help it if I love to make a grand gesture," he said, feigning hurt.

Y/n rolled her eyes, a smile playing on her lips. "You're lucky I find your theatrics endearing," she said, poking him in the ribs.

Hongjoong chuckled softly at her poke, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "Oh, is that so?" he asked, slowly wrapping his arms around her and pulling her onto his lap. "You find me endearing, huh?"

Y/n let out a small gasp as she found herself suddenly straddling him, her face flushing a light pink. "I-I—" she stuttered, suddenly feeling a bit flustered by the sudden change of position.

Hongjoong's arms tightened around her waist, a smirk playing on his lips as he reveled in her reaction. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?" he teased, his voice low and silky.

Y/n blushed even harder, her heart skipping a beat at the pet name. "I just, uh—" she tried to come up with a witty response, but her mind was suddenly blank as she felt the heat of his body against hers.

Hongjoong chuckled again, loving the way he was flustering her. He pulled her closer, their bodies now flush against each other. He could feel her heart hammering against her chest, and he relished the effect he was having on her. "You know," he said, his voice dropping to a murmur, "I can think of a few other ways to make you speechless."

Y/n swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, and it made her feel both flustered and excited. She knew what he was implying, and the thought made her stomach flutter with anticipation. "Oh yeah?" she managed to say, her voice a little hoarse.

Hongjoong's smirk widened, his eyes darkening with desire. "Oh yeah," he replied, his fingers tracing soft patterns on the exposed skin of her waist, just below the hem of her shirt. He felt her shiver at his touch and his grin became predatory. "You have no idea how badly I want you right now."

Hongjoong's hands continued to roam over her skin, his touch becoming more insistent as his desire grew. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck, causing her to shiver. Just as he was about to taste her, there was suddenly a knock on the door, interrupting their passionate moment.

"Y/n? Hongjoong? Are you in there?" a voice called from the other side.

Y/n and Hongjoong froze in their position, their moment of intimacy shattered by the interruption. Hongjoong's hands stilled on her waist, his grip reflexively tightening as he let out a frustrated huff. Y/n felt a pang of disappointment, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire.

"Uh, yeah, we're here," Hongjoong called back, his voice sounding strained. He gently pushed Y/n off his lap, reluctantly putting some distance between them, although his eyes were still darkened with desire.

Y/n sat up, still trying to catch her breath, as the door opened and one of Hongjoong's bandmates, Wooyoung, poked his head in. He looked at the two of them with a smirk, his gaze traveling over their flushed faces and slightly disheveled appearances.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Wooyoung said, his voice dripping with mock innocence.

"Yeah, you kind of are," Hongjoong grumbled, still trying to compose himself. He shot Wooyoung a glare, silently cursing him for ruining the moment.

Wooyoung just chuckled, completely unfazed by Hongjoong's glare. "Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we have a schedule to keep, so you two lovebirds will have to finish your little…session later," he said, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

Hongjoong huffed in annoyance, knowing that Wooyoung was enjoying this too much. Y/n, meanwhile, was trying to smooth out her hair and make herself presentable. She could feel Wooyoung's gaze on her and it made her feel a bit self-conscious.

Wooyoung chuckled again, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on them. "Come on, you two," he said, his tone slightly teasing. "We don't have all day. We need to be at the studio in ten minutes."

Hongjoong reluctantly rose from the sofa, his movements a bit stiff. He turned to Y/n, his expression conflicted. He clearly didn't want to leave her just yet, but he knew they had responsibilities to attend to.

Y/n stood up as well, her legs a little shaky. She could still feel the heat of Hongjoong's touch on her skin, and the unfinished business between them was making it hard for her to focus.

Wooyoung clapped his hands together, effectively breaking the moment. "Alright, chop chop," he said, his tone lighthearted but firm. "Let's get moving, lovebirds. Don't forget about us waiting on your lovey-dovey selves."

Hongjoong and Y/n exchanged a look, both silently promising to continue their passionate encounter later. With a final glare at Wooyoung, Hongjoong grabbed Y/n's hand and led her out of the room, their unsatisfied desires still burning low in their guts. 

As they walked down the hall, Hongjoong couldn’t help but imagine what would happen once they were alone again. Y/n could feel his grip on her hand, tight and possessive, and shivered in anticipation.

𝓒𝔀: 𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯, 𝓕𝓮𝓶! 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻, 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓴! 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲, 𝓤𝓷𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓵

𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓭 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓽: 900

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮: 3 𝓶𝓲𝓷 38 𝓼𝓮𝓬

Mingi and Y/n strolled hand in hand down the bustling streets of Seoul, enjoying the warm summer afternoon. The sun was shining, a slight breeze rustled through the trees, and the city was filled with a sense of vibrant energy.

As they walked, Mingi couldn't help but sneak glances at Y/n, admiring her pretty face and how her hair fluttered in the breeze. He was again struck by how lucky he was to have her by his side.

Y/n noticed him looking at her and gave him a soft smile. "What are you staring at?" she asked, her eyes sparkling mischievously.

Mingi chuckled and squeezed her hand. "Can you blame me for staring?" he replied, a flirtatious note in his voice. "You're just so beautiful, it's hard not to."

Y/n blushed at his words and nudged him playfully. "You're just saying that because you're biased," she said, attempting to keep her voice light and teasing.

Mingi feigned offense. "Biased?" he said, pretending to be deeply wounded. "I'll have you know I am entirely objective when it comes to commenting on your beauty."

Y/n laughed at his cheeky tone. "Oh, please. You're about as objective as a judge at a puppy beauty competition," she teased.

Mingi feigned another hurt gasp, pretending to clutch his chest. "You wound me, truly," he said, his eyes sparkling with joy. "But seriously, is it so wrong for me to think you're the most beautiful person in the world? I just call it like I see it."

Y/n rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corners of her lips. "You're ridiculous," she said, giving him a lighthearted swat on the arm. "But I suppose I should be flattered that you think so highly of me."

Mingi laughed and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Flattered is just the tip of the iceberg," he said, pulling her closer to him. "I'm downright smitten with you."

Y/n's cheeks flushed pink again at his words, but she tried to maintain her composure. "Oh, now you're just laying it on thick," she said, ducking her head to hide her smile.

Mingi laughed again, enjoying the flush on her cheeks. "Maybe I am," he admitted, "but it's only because you make it so easy. You're just too damn cute when you get flustered."

Y/n huffed and tried to swat him again, but he just dodged out of the way with a grin. "You're insufferable, you know that?" she said, unable to keep the fondness out of her voice.

"Insufferably charming, you mean," Mingi corrected her, raising an eyebrow cockily. "And you love it, don't lie."

Y/n rolled her eyes again, but she couldn't deny the truth of his words. "Maybe a little," she admitted. "But don't let it go to your head, Mr. Cocky."

"Too late," Mingi replied with a wink. "My ego is already sky-high, and it's all your fault."

Y/n shook her head, trying (and failing) to suppress a laugh. "You're impossible," she said, but there was no heat behind the words.

"But you love me anyway," Mingi said, smiling smugly.

Y/n rolled her eyes yet again, but there was no denying the affection in her expression. "Yeah, yeah, shut up," she grumbled, even as she leaned into his side.

As the sun began to set, Mingi and Y/n continued strolling through the city, enjoying each other's company. They laughed, joked, and occasionally stopped to share a tender moment or two.

As the sky turned a deep orange, Mingi stopped and turned to face Y/n, his expression growing serious. "Hey," he said softly, taking both of her hands in his. "Can I ask you something?"

Y/n blinked, a bit surprised by the sudden change in his tone. "Of course," she said, her gaze meeting his. "What is it?"

Mingi took a deep breath, his eyes locked on hers. "I just wanted to tell you how much you mean to me," he said, his voice earnest. "You've become my world, and I can't imagine my life without you in it."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat at his words, her cheeks flushing with emotion. "Mingi..." she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mingi took another step closer to her, his expression serious and intense. "I know we've only been together for a little while," he said, his voice dropping even lower. "But I don't care. I know what I feel, and what I want. And what I want is to spend the rest of my life with you."

Y/n's breath caught in her throat at his words, her heart fluttering wildly in her chest. "Mingi, are you...are you proposing to me right now?" she whispered, her eyes wide.

Mingi's lips curved into a small smile, and he nodded. "I guess I am," he said, his voice soft but sure. "I don't have a ring or anything yet, but I just couldn't wait any longer to ask you. So, Y/n...will you marry me?"

Y/n stared at him for a moment, her mind reeling with a million thoughts. But then she smiled a wide, radiant smile that lit up her face. "Yes," she said, her voice shaking with emotion. "Yes, of course, I'll marry you, Mingi."