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Hey lovely people!

I just wanted to thank you all for all the love and support that you've shown toward Caramel Pudding. It was something that i wanted to motivate myself with, and I'm so glad I got this opportunity to write a story like this one.

Therefore, I just wanted to sincerely thank everyone who's loved it, appreciated it, or even thought about reading it and haven't yet. It really means a lot.

I also wanted to add that there will definitely be other parts to it — i wanted to make it two-parter, but i fear there might be one more? — but i just wanted to say that i'm still working on it, while also reaching the completion of my master's course. I have my finals coming up, so i might not be able to completely devote my time to the work, but i will be posting it once i'm done with my exams. I want to kindly ask for your patience while I try to finish through with this month, and my degree.

Thank you so much again, for all the love and support.

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Caramel Pudding | part one

jeon wonwoo × medical intern!f!reader grey's anatomy!au medical drama, romance, angst warnings: hospital settings, incorrect use of medical terms (i'm extremely sorry) sickness, mentions of surgery or other treatments, death of the main or side characters. wc: 3628 author’s notes: part one of my fic for the blockbuster collab!! I can only hope I've done even half the justice to the show. this might also be my first time with such a long fic. working on part two right now, but i really hope you enjoy this one! do let me know what you think! Check out other works in the collab: Blockbuster Collab Masterlist

[July, 2007]

"The patient is showing signs of internal bleeding. We need a CT scan to confirm the source, so someone see to tha-"

"Dr. Bailey…" the nurse pops her head in to call the doctor. "Psst, Dr. Bailey."

"What is it now, Judy?" Dr. Bailey tries to look calm but the annoyance is clear in her voice.

Nurse Judy sighs before she gives Bailey the news.

"The interns are fighting again."

In the middle of the surgical floor stood three bickering doctors, their voices rising louder than the last. The entire floor is listening, with interested eyes and curious ears. Patients peek out from their rooms and nurses stop in their tracks to listen in. The buzz of a hospital is all but still around the doctors, but none of them seem aware of that.

"Do any one of you fools want to explain to me what is happening on my surgical floor?"

All heads turn at once at the booming voice. Dr. Bailey stands beside them now, hands folded and eyebrow raised. two of the doctors immediately turn their heads down, while the other just rolls his eyes.

"Dr. Karev, care to tell me what is happening instead of just standing there and rolling your eyes?" Bailey speaks.

"Just some intern drama, really. They were arguing about the charts and I was trying to negotiate."

"Negotiate, my foot! I wanted Mr. Adams' chart. Lexie wouldn't hand it to me, so I was talking to her about it. If there was any argument here, you're the one who added to it," one of the interns shouts at the elder doctor, Alex Karev.

"Keep your voice down," Bailey orders, "..what was your name?"

"Alex Shepherd."

"You're… Derek's sister."

Alex sighs before replying, "…yes."

Bailey steps closer to her.

"It's nice to have you here, Alex. But you are an intern. As you must already know, you are at the bottom of the surgical food chain, so don't walk around thinking you're important just because you're an attending's sister. Do you hear me?"

"I wasn't doing any of that. Like I said, I wanted the chart, I was asking for it, Dr. Karev stepped in for absolutely no reason and started arguing with me, while Lexie was just blabbering on about keeping quiet. It wasn't completely my fault-"

"I said, do you hear me?" Bailey asks once again.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good," she concludes and starts walking away. Then, she stops.

"Oh, and all three of you are off the surgical cases today. I don't want you anywhere here for the entire day."

"Dr. Bailey, that's absur-" Alex starts speaking. Bailey turns and points to him.

"Karev, you're doing all the pending paperwork in a closed and quiet room. You two," she then turns towards the interns, Alex and Lexie, before continuing, "you're both volunteering at the clinic today."

None of them move.

"I was serious when I said I don't want to see any of you here. Now, move!"

The doctors scurry away.

[Alex's POV]

"You know, you could say sorry," Lexie speaks as the you two head towards the clinic.

"'Sorry'? Why should I say sorry?" you bite back.

"I don't know, maybe for starting that whole commotion over there?" Lexie drops her hands into the pockets of her coat, throwing an exasperated look at you.

"If you'd have handed over the chart, there would have been no discussion. Also, I literally saved your ass from Bailey over there. If anything, you're supposed to be thanking me," you shrug your shoulders.

"Well, whatever it is, I'm glad to be finally working at the clinic- Oh! We could take up patients and work on them together, that'll be fun," Lexie states.

"Lexie, once we get inside, let's work at opposite ends of the clinic, please. I've dealt with you enough today," you reply, before stepping into the Denny Duquette Memorial Clinic.

The Denny Duquette Memorial Clinic was a free clinic established by Dr. Bailey as part of the hospital. While Dr. Bailey always had the plan to start the clinic, it was actualised when Dr. Stevens funded the project with the money that Denny Duquette, her fiancé, had left for her after his death.

Ah yes, the infamous Izzie-Denny lore; a love story for ages.

"Did you know a doctor here ended up falling in love with her patient?" an intern mumbles to her friend at the back of the intern locker room.

"Oh! I've heard that it was actually Izzie Stevens… Apparently she cut his LVAD wire to get him a heart through the transplant list."

"Woah… But if he got the heart, how did he die then?"

"It was a stroke after the surgery. I heard someone say that Izzie lay beside him, crying in her prom dress after she came to visit him. She quit, but then when she returned, she was placed on probation. Imagine having to go through all of that."

"Wait, there was a prom at Seattle Grace?"

"Oh, you didn't hear about that?…"

The locker doors shut close, and the voices die down as the girls walk out while chatting. The room was empty save for two or three people getting their stuff. you scoff to yourself when you rewind their conversation, and you hear a sniff from somewhere beside you. Lexie Grey.

"Imagine loving someone so much you'd commit medical crime for them," she says, shaking her head while another cascade of tears rush out her eyes.

You can only roll your eyes, at the ridiculous story and the ever more ridiculous reaction, before walking out the room, leaving a very distraught Lexie behind.

You promised to yourself to never be a doctor like Izzie Stevens.

You head over to the waiting area in your clinic scrubs, feeling hopeful that you wouldn't have much to do because there were very few people waiting. You call one of them into the examination room, taking your time to get to the problem and deal with it, handing over any medicines or prescription before calling in the next person. After about half an hour, you notice only one more guy sitting in the area. You head over to him.

"Hello sir, I'm Dr. Shepherd. how can I help you today?"

He turns his head to you at your sound, and that's when you notice the cut on the side of his forehead. You're not sure, but if you gasped at that, you managed to make it silent enough to not let him know.

"I fell and got this cut, I just wanted to close it up as soon as possible," he says.

The cut looked deep, and if it was painful, he was doing a good job hiding it.

"I can stitch it up. Please follow me to the examination room."

Inside, you quickly wear a new set of gloves before retrieving a suture kit and heading over to the man sitting on the bed. You notice him looking around and taking in the surroundings, glasses perched on his nose that gives a little sparkle to his eyes.

You clean the wound and start stitching up the wound, not noticing the way you grab his head closer to you or the way he tenses up at your actions. He grips the bedding as you insert the needle, heaving a sigh of relief when he's finally let go. He tenses once again when you pull him in to put a bandage over the stitch.

"Make sure to keep the bandage on for at least 24 hours, and do not get it wet. try not to sweat either." you instruct, before continuing.

"Okay sir, I'm gonna check for a few things; can you tell me your name?" You ask as you click on your penlight to perform a quick neurofunctioning test.

"Jeon Wonwoo," the man replies.

"And how old are you, Mr. Jeon?"

"I'm 28."

"And can you tell me what caused the wound?"

"I was just walking into the kitchen. I don't remember much, but I think I hit my foot or something, and the next thing I know, I was on the floor, bleeding."

"Okay Mr. Jeon. The wound was shallow, so the stitches will do. There isn't anything notably abnormal, so you're free to go. But remember, do not remove the bandage or get it wet. And please do visit immediately if you experience any headaches or abnormalities, okay?"

The guy nods a quick yes, smiling and bowing before exiting the room.

After a few more check-ups, you leave the clinic to head over to Joe's bar for a drink before heading home.

[September 2007; Alex's POV]

You're in the clinic duty once again, and you genuinely think there hasn't been a more boring day in your life. There are a few non-serious cases here and there, and no casualities in the ER at all, much to the disappointment for everyone in the emergency room duty, which is precisely why you were sent to the clinic.

You busy yourself with doing some overdue paperwork when you hear George calling out for you. You turn to find him standing beside you.

"There's someone in the waiting room who's requesting for you," he says quietly, peeking through the curtain to get another look at the guy. "Why is he requesting for you?"

You don't even know who he's talking about, so you're met with a surprise when you walk over and see the guy from a few weeks back sitting on one of the chairs, looking around in awe.

Jeon Wonwoo? Was that his name?

you head over to him. George tags along.

"Hi sir, what's brought you in today?"

"Hi, nice to meet you- erm, wait, should I be saying that at a hospital? That wouldn't make it very pleasant, would it? Oh, um, anyways-," he pauses and proceeds to take his mask off, "I needed to show this."

You're surprised with this man once again, because here he was, months after his first visit with a cut on his forehead, now sitting in front of you, with a cut and a bruise on his cheek now.

Honestly, how does he manage to do this?

"Oh okay, woah-" You exclaim, and George nudges you. You close your mouth immediately.

"The reaction makes sense," the man chuckles, before pushing his glasses up. "What do I do about this?"

"Since you asked for her, Dr. Shepherd here can stitch up the cut for you and apply something for the bruise," George responds.

It takes some 15 minutes for you to stitch up the wound on the cheek. Once you're done with your work, you step back and look at it. Not that good, it'll definitely leave a scar.

"Let me just apply some ointment real quick. Does the bruise hurt, Mr. Jeon?"

"It hurt for the first few minutes, now I'm fine though- Go ahead, ask what you want to," he says when you observe the bruise while treating it.

"I just don't understand how you manage to get these cuts, it makes no sense. Are you sure you're okay, sir?"

You instinctly start taking another neuro exam on him, just to confirm your doubts. But just like the last time, nothing abnormal shows up.

"I don't really remember this time, actually. I think i might have hit my face on something around the room, but I just can't remember."

"Well, since there's nothing abnormal on the test, I think I should let you go, but this is concerning, and I strongly urge you to get it checked."

"I'll keep that in mind. Thank you, Doctor…?" he trails off. You reply.

"I'm Alex Shepherd."

"Thank you, Dr. Shepherd. Hopefully we won't have to meet again."

He gives another one of his warm smiles before pushing his glasses up and leaving.

George teleports next to you, "are my eyes cheating on me or am i seeing you flustered after treating the man?"

"Oh, just shut up!"

[October, 2007; Alex's POV]

You're finishing up your routine rounds with Meredith, your resident. She's different than her sister, more stern and serious and definitely less cheery than Lexie is. Sometimes you wonder how this came to happen, and then you remember they're only half-sisters; and when your mother is THE Ellis Grey, the world-famous surgeon with two Harper Avery Awards, it's no surprise if you're all dark and twisty with your head solely in the game.

You're not a big fan of her though. She's said to be a really good resident, second only to Cristina Yang, probably. But she was also Derek's girlfriend, and it goes without saying that at some point, you ought to hate your big brother's ex-girlfriend.

"Hey!" you jump at the unusually chirpy, familiar voice.

"Hi. Why are you so chirpy in the morning?" you ask Lexie, looking at her and finally noticing her appearance. "And why are you wearing that?" you point to the bonnet on her head.

She looks ridiculous.

"It's Halloween! Of course I'm dressing up on Halloween. So what if I'm working at a hospital. It's holidays like these that bring people together and cheer them up. So I get to wear my bonnet and wear fake-freckles and make patients laugh, because it's Halloween."

George joins you a little later. Lexie visibly stiffens when he drapes his hand over her schoulder. You sttruggle against a smirk, making a mental note of asking her about it as the three of you walk to the cafeteria for some snacks.

Over at the cafeteria, Derek calls for you.

"Alex!" he shouts, and you jog over to him.

"Hey, whatchu doin'?" you eye his cup.

"Just getting some coffee. How's your first year going?"

"Oh god, don't remind me. The interns are like perky little high school girls that gossip over everything. I don't think they know how to intubate someone correctly." you roll your eyes.

He chuckles in response, "you feel that because you've grown up with medical talks in your house. Cut them some slack, Lex," he says as he sips his coffee. "Have you met Lexie? She's the same year right?"

"Oh please, don't get me started on her. I don't know how she's always in such a good mood; she's always smiling and joking with her patients. I don't think there are any serious bones in her body."

"You say all that, but then I see you walk around with her," he side-eyes you with a smirk as you say that. You can only groan at his face.

"Well, she's okay then, I guess. She's actually pretty brilliant, you know? Photographic memory and all…"

"Look, I know you're having trouble relating to people here, but this is just your first year. You've only just started. And I know you didn't want to come here for your internship, but Seattle Grace has a lot to offer as well. Just… give it a try, hmm?"

"oh my god, you sound so old and wise, it's lowkey embarassing," you make a stinky face at him as you stand to get lunch, but then break into a smile.

"don't you wanna have lunch with your old man?" he laughs back. His pager starts beeping.

"don't you have work to attend to, old man?" you laugh and head over to get some food.

By afternoon, you decide to go to the clinic to help out a bit, considering the ER was getting a little too stuffy for your own comfort. The clinic was empty, and while you'd be happy to get some time to spend alone, without any cases, the fact that there really were no patients when you wanted to just do some work, made the feeling of uselessness even more prominent in your heart.

"Is someone here?" A voice booms out.

Your head lifts up at the sound, and you notice a man standing at the door, clutching something tightly in his arm. You rush over and realise the man was clutching his own arm into his chest. You look up to the man and realise once again that it was the same guy once again.

"Mr. Jeon? What's the matter with your arm?" You ask in alarm as you take his arm and pull it forward to observe. There's a cut — which, from this man, it doesn't really surprise you anymore — that seemed superficial and fresh, sharp enough for you to presume that it was from a knife or something similar.

"Just the usual, really. I was making some lunch for myself. My roommate called me and I turned around, but I think I did that too quickly because it started feeling dizzy and then I heard the knife falling to the ground before I followed it."

You've seated him on a bed now, cleaning and stitching up the wound, as has become pretty regular with this guy. Other than the slight hisses of pain here and there, the two of you remain silent, heartbeats echoing through the empty hall.

"The cut isn't serious, but the repeated fainting is getting more concerning, Mr. Jeon. Are you sure you're alright? Do you feel dizzy now?" You ask as you flash light to check his pupils.

"I understand. I'm perfectly fine, I just don't understand why this keeps happening at the most random moments."

"Well, I can refer you to a neurosurgeon perhaps, get you checked out completely?" you offer, partly because it is your duty, but partly because it really was getting concerning at this point. This was the third time in four months now, with similar wounds.

"I promise you, I'm completely alright. And I don't have the time or the finance to invest into a consult right now. I'm going home for the holidays in a few months, maybe I can do something about it then," he just smiles at you, just like always.

"Well, okay then Mr. Jeon. The same instructions apply as always: do not remove, do not wet, visit it there are any more problems. Take care, sir."

He offers a slight bow before saluting at you and heading off. You watch him, worry still heavy in your heart about just what might be wrong with him. There clearly is something, but it's small enough to let him continue functioning. A deeper check-up would have given you your answers by now…Just as he leaves, Lexie walks in.

"You will not believe what just happened- a guy just cut his own foot off with a chainsaw. All by himself! Come on!"

All your concerns about Wonwoo leaves your mind at the news. Your day just got a lot more interesting.

That evening, you're sitting in Joe's bar, nursing your glass of beer. Lexie sits beside you, holding her glass of gin and tonic.

"I still don't understand how someone could just cut off their own leg, I mean, I don't think it gets more crazy than that." Lexie shudders at the thought.

"You never really know what people are going through at times. I mean, he said his foot felt like 'not his foot'. He must have been going mad with that feeling."

"Still, it's a crazy thing to do, cutting off a perfectly good foot."

You both sit in silence, while others around you chatter in merry drunkenness.

"Lexie, you remember the guy who was walking out the clinic today, when you came to call me?" You ask, and she nods in reply.

"It's weird. It's the third time the guy has shown up to the clinic, just in the past four months, each time with a cut or a wound on his body. At first it was on his forehead; he said he fainted while walking. Then it was his cheek; and he had no memory of what happened at all. And then today, it was his hand; he said he got dizzy and cut himself with a knife."

"Clumsy people exist, Alex. I'm one of them," she admits.

"No, I don't think that's it. I do a neuro test every time, and every time nothing abnormal shows up. But I have this feeling that something is wrong."

"How about you suggest a neuro consult?"

"I did; he refused it. Said he'll look into it when he goes home for the holidays."

"Well, if he's refusing it, there's not much we can do. But, why are you stuck up on this?"

"Nothing really. The circumstances feel weird each time, that's all."

You slip into silence once again.

"Oh, I wanted to ask you by the way," you turn to Lexie abruptly. She raises one eyebrow.

"Do you have a crush on O'Malley?" You smirk.

Lexie spits out her drink.

[December, 2007]

One minute you're sipping your coffee.

The next, you're running into the ER to respond to your page. You see Lexie running over from another corner of the hospital, and you rush down the stairs to reach there first. Alex Karev waits for you at the end of the hall.

"28 year old man, brought in the ambulance by his friend, who called 9-1-1. Friend says he found the guy bleeding at the end of the stairs, and found him unresponsive. There's a heartbeat, but he's unconscious right now. The head injury seems deep and serious."

The other interns wheel the guy into an ER room.

A tall man, who was standing beside you all this time, whimpering and covered in blood, starts speaking, "Doctor, he was bleeding a lot, is he gonna be alright?"

The man starts crying again. You place a hand on his arm.

"Sir, we will try our best to take care of him, do you hear me? Now, can you tell me your friend's name?"

"His name is Jeon Wonwoo."

taking the time here to thank @belovedgyu @jakedustry @nerdycheol for hosting this collab and all the arrangements and the opportunity. It's been a very long time since i've written or posted anything and this gave me the motivation (and the deadline) to finish one; i'm so so grateful! and to all my lovely writers @mellowgyu @cherrymayz @luvrung @hopecutie @gentleisa @caratchronicles @chogiwaw @paradiseonthemoon @choco-scoups @pomegranate-teardrop @cxffecoupx @onionhassayyo thank you so so much for all the hype since the beginning, especially your reactions to my story summary. i really hope i was able to meet you guys' expectations with this. looking forward to read all your works now!! all the best, and i love you guys <33

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caramel pudding | teaser

jeon wonwoo × f!reader grey's anatomy!au medical drama, romance, angst warnings: drinking; (for the full fic) hospital settings, sickness, mentions of surgery or other treatments, death of the main or side characters. teaser wc: 477 author’s notes: here's the teaser for my fic for the blockbuster collab!! so excited for the full story; i'm still working on it, but it's been such a roller coaster ride to go back to season 4 & 5 (while i'm still grieving lexie and mark), but hopefully you'll love the full fic!

You stand in front of the door, hand still in air, wondering if coming here and knocking on the door was even worth it. A few moments later, Lexie opens the door.

"Alex? What are you doing here?"

"Lex, can I… can i stay over tonight? I need to talk to you."

It takes only a split second for her eyes to turn soft, and Lexie grabs the bag from your hand and steps aside to let you in. You follow her to the attic and stand at the threshold as she throws your stuff onto the bed before walking back down, pulling you along with her.

ten minutes later, you're sitting in Joe's bar, head resting on the counter, your second glass of beer sitting idly on the counter, drops of dew running along the glass.

"so… are you gonna tell me something, or are we just friends who drink together when we get sad now?"

you lift your head only to glare at her, placing it on the counter again as you mumble, "he said he likes me, lex."

"what now?"

"it's just so stupid. he's just a patient- wonwoo's just another patient that i meet everyday now because i'm on the case, but he looks so stupid when he's smiling when i go to check his vitals, and he's pushing his glasses up when i'm ranting about other patients and always soft nodding when i'm mumbling surgical stuff and the way he brightens up when i walk in with the caramel puddings for us and always manages to grab my pudding cup to remove the lid and hand it back and ugh!" you let out a frustrated sigh and take a swig from the glass.

"but you know what's even more stupid?" you continue, "that i find all this charming."

"oh my god. oh my god, you're falling for him!" lexie shouts as she lets out a chuckle at the revelation.

"shhh. not so loud?!" you cover her mouth with your hands, looking around to see if anyone's heard.

"i cant believe this it's so amazing oh my god!!"

"honestly, why is this such a big deal?" you're just speechless now.

"because," she pauses for dramatic effect, "you are Alex Shepherd. you scored the best grades in your class because you said you refused to focus on any other thing. because you scoffed at the Izzie-Denny story when the rest of us were wiping our tears. because you basically said Izzie was stupid to fall in love with her dying patient and declared you would not be doing anything ridiculous like that. look where we've reached now."

"oh god. I've reached rock bottom, haven't I?"

"nah. honestly, I'd love to see you fall even deeper than that," Lexie laughs when you glare at her once again.

taking the moment here to thank @belovedgyu @jakedustry @nerdycheol for this collab and the opportunity, and all my lovely fellow writers @mellowgyu @cherrymayz @luvrung @hopecutie @gentleisa @caratchronicles @chogiwaw @paradiseonthemoon @choco-scoups @pomegranate-teardrop @cxffecoupx @onionhassayyo for all the support and hype from the beginning. can't wait to read all of your works!!

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🎭starring: Yoon Jeonghan x reader Based on the show Nevertheless be warned: alcohol consumption, smoking

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📼Preview: She heard their whispers, even though she pretended not to. “She doesn’t apply herself.” “She cares TOO much.” “She’s a liability.” They don’t know that she holds the whole world for them. Her parents, her siblings, her friends, her job. And when she refuses to carry it all anymore, she gets called the villain. And so the cracks begin to form. She holds it together for as long as possible, but when the walls come tumbling down, who is there to hold the world for her?

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🎭starring: Wen Junhui x reader Based on the show Percy Jackson and the Olympians be warned: Mentions of blood, war, greek gods and greek mythological lore, panic attacks

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🎭starring: Kwon Soonyoung x f!reader Based on the show The Rookie be warned: mentions of blood and gore, mentions of violence, mentions of murders, topics on kidnapping, mentions of weapons such as snipers, pistols and shotguns, mentions of death of side character, mentions of anxiety, breakdowns, insecurities and ptsd, mentions of drug use/being drugged, misogynistic comments

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Caramel Pudding by @cxffecoupx

🎭starring: Jeon Wonwoo x f!reader Based on the show Grey's Anatomy be warned: drinking, hospital settings, sickness (brain cyst), mentions of surgery or other treatments, death of the main or side characters.

📼Preview: It's been long since, but the doctors at Seattle Grace still remember Izzie Stevens as the doctor who fell in love with her patient. When Alex started her intern year, she scoffed at the story. But when a handsome man keeps showing up at the hospital with weird injuries, she can't help her feelings. And with the reputation that comes with her last name, each wrong move puts a mark. Will she be able to handle the case, or will history threaten to repeat itself?

Every thorn has its twilight by @cherrymayz

🎭starring: Lee Jihoon x f!reader Based on the show Spy x Family be warned: violence, mentions of blood, possession and usage of weapons such as guns and blades, mentions of murder, threats, war, criminal organisations, death, self-condemnation and self-blame

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Chaste (a laid story) by @pomegranate-teardrop

🎭starring: Lee Seokmin x reader Based on the show Laid be warned: major character deaths, smut, anxiety, themes of mental health and medication, deep intimacy discussions, profanity, insecurity regarding nudity, aphobia, implied enbyphobia/exorsexism, some body horror and gore, smoking, drinking, social ineptitude, grief, mentions of food

📼Preview: Seokmin, stage name DK, is the most infuriatingly successful actor you’ve ever crossed paths with, and you’ve known him since elementary school… let’s just say it’s been a long twenty years. After two decades of him one-upping you without trying — or even noticing — it’s finally your time to shine. Just one problem: he’s your character’s new enemy with benefits. Actually, more than one problem because the writer’s room is getting real demanding about these intimacy scenes and that curse you so heroically took on for ruby (yes, the sex kills curse, what other curse?) is starting to pick off past love interests from this very set.

Words are futile devices by @mellowgyu

🎭starring: Kim Mingyu x f!reader Based on the show Hospital Playlist be warned: domestic violence and homicide, parent loss, abuse, grief, self-isolation, alcohol dependence, hospital setting and related injuries, mentions of blood, stress, suggestive themes

📼Preview: You never thought of words as important when your world is solely ruled by actions and sutures..That is until you are revisited by the words of the boy you did not have to translate your soul to. However, with the escalation of time, the boy you once knew now is someone you need to notify of your every action…not that you mind the sudden intrusion of the man who has always smelled like sandalwood and all the peace you have ever known.

Read me and weep by @gentleisa

🎭starring: Xu Minghao x f!reader Based on the show Criminal Minds be warned: body insecurity and smut

📼Preview: Technical Analyst LN YN and FBI Agent Xu Minghao are known in the BAU as a dynamic duo. A duo full of reportable comments, inappropriate nicknames and so much warmth. Anyone with eyes can see that YN is in love with Minghao and it's likely that he's in love with her too. What happens when tensions finally bubble over? When someone else is introduced to the story?

Loser like me by @hopecutie

🎭starring: Boo Seungkwan x f!reader Based on the show Glee be warned: mentions of food, stress, smut and other suggestive themes

📼Preview: There is nothing ironic about show choir, except when you walk into auditions a terrified junior and walk out a lead vocalist. Or when you find a place to belong, then are forced to transfer schools and lose touch with everyone. Or when, years later, you're presented with the opportunity to coach your former glee club to victory—alongside your old co-vocalist, Boo Seungkwan. Will you find the courage to sing again after having left it behind? Will you and Seungkwan pick up where you left off? And will your high school's glee club finally win nationals?

Fated Season by @luvrung

🎭starring: Chwe Hansol x f!reader Based on the show Bridgerton be warned: smut, mentions of anxiety, commitment issues, eldest sibling issues.

📼Preview: At 27 years old, you no longer had eligibility in the yearly season of courting. Your only desire now was to get your younger sister married on her first season out this year. You never expected the loop that the Choi family would throw your way with their youngest son Hansol. He was perfect for your sister— yet why was he so intrigued by you?

Love, Intertwined by @choco-scoups

🎭starring: Lee Chan x f!reader Based on the show Business Proposal be warned: smut and other suggestive themes

📼Preview: When a series of unfortunate circumstances leaves the stranger you fell in love with, holding a bad impression of you, you decide that maybe love wasn't in your cards yet and try to move on. But what happens when your paths keep intertwining, taunting you to cross the line? Will you dare again? Or will you not?

Luna (@belovedgyu), izzy (@jakedustry) and rae (@nerdycheol) own all rights to the concept, themes and ideation behind this collab and retain it for future similar endeavours.

[cxffecoupx]

TUNE IN TO THE SHOW GUYS!!!

Check out the Blockbuster Collab, and dive into the stories based on different shows!

it's finally here and i'm so so excited for this aaaa!!!! make sure you don't miss out on any of the stories in here :D

[rowenaluvr]

✶ . ၄၃ . FIC WRITER ASK GAME !

any [insert __] is for the sender to fill in :)

1 ⧽. if you could sit down and finish any one of your wips without anything stopping you (time, tiredness, etc), which fic would you choose? tell us about it if you want!

2 ⧽. if you could sit down and finish any completely new fic without anything stopping you (time, tiredness, etc), what would you write? tell us about it if you want!

3 ⧽. what's something you like about your writing?

4 ⧽. is there an au or trope that you haven't written before, but would want to try?

5 ⧽. is there a certain kind of fic that feels the most satisfying to finish? any reason why?

6 ⧽. if you were to write a part two/sequel to a fic, what fic would you want to write it for?

7 ⧽. is there a fic you wish you received feedback on, but didn't get any/much? this ask game is asking someone else to then give feedback on said fic, pretty pretty please!!!

8 ⧽. what part of [insert fic] is your favorite?

9 ⧽. tell us about a wip/idea that you're excited about!

10 ⧽. what genre is generally the easiest or most enjoyable for you to write? which is the hardest?

11 ⧽. if you were to rewrite [insert fic] with [insert different character/ship] how do you think it might change?

12 ⧽. what's a song or two you associate with [insert fic]?

13 ⧽. do you have any writing projects/goals/plans you're working on/want to work on?

14 ⧽. is there anything outside of your normal content that you want to write?

15 ⧽. if you wrote a fic called [insert title] with [insert character/ship] what do you think it might be about?

16 ⧽. if you wrote a fic called [insert title] what character/ship would you want to write it for?

17 ⧽. are there any songs you want to write a songfic for?

18 ⧽. how do you want your writing to feel to your readers?

19 ⧽. give a hint/teaser about something you're writing without any context or explanation! tease us haha

20 ⧽. answer any one of the other questions that you want to!

[gentleisa]

hi hi! i would love to interact with people more while i'm working on writing! please ask me things <3

[caratchronicles]

Hey hey since i wanna interact more with my new writer friends on tumblr as well im gonna tag @gentleisa and @livmarauder to answerrrr 3, 17,18. Guyss feel free to tag the others as well!!

[livmarauder]

thank you for tagging me in this love!! love the questions!! hehe 💗💗

3 | what’s something you like about your writing?

one thing that i like about my writing is the uniqueness of every character i write! like each line of dialogue is unique to each character and im always trying to make sure that there are no repeats of characters especially if they’re written in the same piece

but i think one more thing that makes my writing unique is my ramblings lol, like i think you can definitely tell it’s my writing from the amount of description there is for each character and event (which sometimes is like a double edged sword coz then i get scared it’s too much)

17 | any songs you want to write a songfic for?

i think i have a fewww! but im just gonna name 3

senses by mico, other people by daniel seavey and better than revenge by taylor swift!

all a little heart-wrenching in their own way

18 | how do you want your writing to feel to your readers?

i want my writing to feel like a safe space for all my readers and i want them to be able to imagine the universe as they read it and get as immersed in it as i do while writing it and that they love the characters and their personalities

i also hope they have as much fun reading the fics as i do writing them 💗

continuing the tag game and getting to know my new writer friends!

@caratchronicles @luvrung @paradiseonthemoon @pomegranate-teardrop my lovesss please answer 3, 10 and 13 💗

[paradiseonthemoon]

GULP. thanks for the tag liv :3 these are some hardcore questions i’ll try to answer them to the best of my ability!

3| what’s something you like about your writing?

i’m honestly still getting to learn little by little about my writing, but i have noticed that i kind of tend to ramble on about the little details. i like to make the kind of connection that one of those details will mean something later on, if that makes sense.

10| what genre is generally the easiest or most enjoyable for you to write? which is the hardest?

the easiest genre for me to write is angst. it all depends on how i feel and modest of the time i just want to write the most heart wrenching stuff and kind of align to how im feeling irl and what im going through. its also good for the soul to write a good tearjerker.

the hardest for me to write is fluff (😭). i guess i just can’t be happy or something LOL. i enjoy to read a good fluff here and there but to write is very painful for me.

13| do you have any writing projects/ goals/ plans you’re working on/ want to work on?

i really want to do a wonwoo fic based on we live in time. it came to me in a dream (an edit) and i envisioned a good plot for it!

this was so fun and i usually don’t get to do this, again thank you @livmarauder for the tag ily<3

soulmates, please do this numbers 2, 9, 17 (it’s ok if you don’t want to)

@cigsaftersuh @soheeism @hopecutie @zorange13 @cxffecoupx

[cxffecoupx]

thank you for the tag on this @paradiseonthemoon!! i understand i'm replying to this a little too late, my apologies😔 BUT i'm excited to do this!!

2. if you could sit down and finish any completely new fic without anything stopping you (time, tiredness, etc), what would you write? tell us about it if you want.

- whenever i get a new or interesting idea for a fic, i usually jot it down into the drafts just to i have it written down somewhere and can get to it whenever i have the time and energy to do that. so, from those, i have a few ideas that i would just LOVE to see completed and through.

one of it is a college student! chan based idea. i got the idea for it based on dino's wait mv, where he's apparently waiting for some order? anyways, so that little clip of it kind of made me want to write something about it. i'm not revealing more of it, in hopes that i'll someday get to it, but that's one.

another is a marriage of convenience trope with barista!mingyu and reader. actually, i think i forgot about it a little over the weeks, but looking at it now, i hope i get it done one day because i have little ideas for the fic written down too, and i wanna see how that'll be incorporated!!

there's also a seungcheol fic idea, more of an academic-rivals-to-lovers trope but i love it soooo much so i just want to sit and finish it if i ever could have the chance to do it without any other commitments on hand!!!!

9. tell us about a wip/idea that you're excited about!

- this is kind of funny, because i have a really old draft of a seungcheol wip based on his 2025 met gala look. it's embarassing when i look at it because i'd worked on it for a long while and then i just.... dropped it. and it hurts because i think every day, at least once i think about it and feel guilty that i'm not working on it. but i am very excited about it

there is also a seungkwan wip that i worked on for a while and then dropped. it's an adorable one i would say, a little roommate!seungkwan who needs his two friends to come to a huge realization in his life lol. he's capital WHIPPED in this wip, so once i post it i would LOVE to see everybody's thoughts on it <3

17. are there any songs you want to write a songfic for?

- i dont think i have a lot for that, BUT i do wish to write one for mingyu based on his ig post on 1.8.25 with the song 'i love you, i'm sorry' and he's posted the most amazing, delicious pictures with it, which makes me want to write a heart-wrenching story about it so.....

thank you so much for the tag again @paradiseonthemoon! it was sooo nice to go through my drafts again and make nervous eye contact with my ignored drafts that have a coat of dust on them (😭) but seriously i loved to go thru it and remember how i came across the idea in the first place, so this was a lovely experience

also no-pressure-tagging @seungcheorry @kozukensgf @mejaemin @choco-scoups (for numbers 3, 9 and 18) and anyone else who's interested!!

[cxffecoupx]

✧˖*°࿐ 2025 tumblr wrapped

another year has ended — happy new years, everyone! — which means it's yet another time to look back onto the year that 2025 was. last year, @monamipencil's tag motivated me to make a wrapped post, and since then i've wanted to make this a little year-end ritual. and so, welcome to my 2025 tumblr wrapped.

ignoring the fact that i'm posting the 2025 wrapped so late into the new year, i'd say it's been a pretty meh-ish year personally. it was a very overwhelming year overall, with academics and being away from family, and a very underwhelming year if i speak of my performance on this account.

but before i get into the statistics of my inconsistency, i want to take this time to thank everyone here again: my followers; my moots; new friends i've made through this platform; every author whose works i've read, reblogged and liked (to read later on); every reader who has come across my posts and shown love to them. i say this every time, and i want to say it again, i really adore you guys, and i'm always very very thankful to each and every one of you.

starting with some basic info:

dec 31, 2025 marks 597 days of cxffecoupx! — truly a large number (no kidding, i stared at the webpage calculating the math for a whole minute)

as of dec 31, 2025, we are a fam of 1,176 amazing readers! — reaching 1k followers was a really heart-warming moment, because it gave me the thought that so many of you liked and loved my silly little stories; and the fact that we reached that milestone just before the mark of cxffecoupx's first anniversary just made it all the more special to me. i could try and still feel that all my love and gratefulness for all of you is not enough.

i've posted 7 works! — i understand this is a very disappointing number, considering the fact that one of my resolutions for '25 was to write more; i believe the first half was pretty okay, and then whatever the second half of the year was happened; but i do not want to make any excuses about this. i am extremely sorry and i really, truly hope to make the time and effort to actually write more this year.

made 76 posts all together last year! — even the yaps were reduced T-T

made many more moots the past year! — one of the only few good things that happened last year, i believe.

now, for some specifics:

i've posted 7 works in 2025.

top fic of the year — [seungcheol's mad]; seungcheol × reader; 3k notes

longest fic — [universe factory]; jihoon × reader; 823 words

personal fav — [seungcheol's mad]; seungcheol × reader. [12:49 a.m.]; wonwoo × reader

top member — seungcheol (are we even surprised at this point?)

total word count of 2025 — 3.3k words

honorable mention — my first ever attempt at soc med au, [asking for their tip colour]

this was an overview of cxffecoupx's 2025, and my writings. definitely not the best, but i hope this remains a reminder to me to write more this year (fingers crossed!)

special thanks and love to these adorable people:

@seungcheorry — i could use every word for thankfulness in this world and still not feel like it was conveyed enough if i'm talking about cherry. if this account exists, it's because of her pushing me to try it out. genuinely one of the sweetest soul out there because she checks up on me every few weeks or so, just trying to cheer us up and give us a little energy. so so thankful to you, cherry, ilysm <3

@kozukensgf — ta-da!! never would have expected this to happen this last year, but hazel's just another sweetheart who's around (whenever her uni allows her </3) to check in and cheer us up. so very precious and adorable and i hope this semester is kind to you <3

@simpxxstan — we're just two broke humans drifted apart because an evil called uni exists. we haven't spoken much this year, but please know, wherever you are, whatever you're doing, i'm always rooting for you. let's get this degree🫡

@mejaemin / @cheers2hani — one of the only few people i see actively on my fyp; she's keeping the nct stan in me alive. sometimes i genuinely think there's something wrong with her, but that's why i love her yaps (very adoringly)

plus a few other lovely people i just have to thank because even though i've only met them recently, they have been absolute angels and lovelies to me and i hope this year is kind to you all; @machetechan @livmarauder @cherrymayz @luvrung @gentleisa @gyuswhore @jakedustry @choco-scoups @hopecutie @belovedgyu @caratchronicles @paradiseonthemoon @chogiwaw @nerdycheol @mellowgyu @onionhassayyo @pomegranate-teardrop i love you all so much!!

resolutions for the next year...?

write more (really) — *cough cough* i need to take this more seriously now. but i really really hope to get more works done (definitely more than 7 anyways T-T)

work through my drafts — i really need to sit in my drafts section and work on it because there's so many one-liner ideas jotted in there that i forget after 0.5 seconds so i am really hoping to work on this.

try soc med aus and longer fics — i wouldn't say my first smau post was very successful, but then again, for a first smau, i don't think it was very bad... right? but it was very fun to work on it, so i want to make more of those. and also write more longer fics — i say, as i eye two long-story drafts collecting dust.

try a hand in collabs — personally, i'm the type to forget group chats exist so i dont know how much this will work out, but this would help me explore svtblr more so i'm looking forward to that.

on a personal note — finish my master's well, look more into what to do next, try to step outside my comfort zone, learn a new skill...

I know this is a little late to be posting a wrapped, but this little ritual(?) kinda helped me understand how my progress in regards with this account goes, and hopefully use that knowledge to post even the shortest of stories to keep the spirit of cxffecoupx alive. and i know it must be getting boring here in this page, but i just really want to thank you guys for being here, reading my silly drabbles, showing your love.. it means so much, especially when i'm reading a particular post and see the reblogs and comments on it, it makes my entire day.

so i wanna end this post, by thanking everyone once again.

signing off as cxffecoupx of 2025.

happy new year! i love y'all <3

[cxffecoupx]

Hi ris,

Wishing you a Merry Christmas and happy holidays!!!!

Love,

May

Happy Holidays, May <33

Thank you so much for your love! Wishing you an amazing year end and new years too, dear. Hoping that the rest of the year is kind to you🫶

[cxffecoupx]

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to everyone who celebrates!! Wish you all the love, peace and happiness 💚❤️

[cxffecoupx]

brb-

currently busy going thru my 1d > kpop > f1 pipeline

[cxffecoupx]

if only there was some way i could work on my drafts without having to type it...

[cxffecoupx]

just out of curiosity...

anyone here who plays choices?

[cxffecoupx]

i was in the grave.

i've been pulled back by the excess of choi seungcheol.

[wonwootattoo]

mess | choi seungcheol drabble

🖍️ pairing: husband!dad!seungcheol x fem!reader 🖍️ word count: 716 🖍️ warnings: suggestive babymaking at the end LOL 🖍️ summary: seungcheol looks at how his life has changed since he met you

Sometimes Seungcheol gets overwhelmed by the mess all over his house. But then he’s reminded that he’s lucky to be surrounded by this mess. 

The mountain of dishes in the sink waiting to be washed.

The spilled chocolate milk on the kitchen table. The peas under the chair because Kkuma won’t eat them.

The gigantic orange stain on his beige couch. The colorful marker lines on the white walls. 

Toys everywhere, in every nook and cranny of the house. Legos scattered in even the smallest of places. 

When Seungcheol was a bachelor, he prided himself on the pristine look of his floor-to-ceiling window apartment. Everything was white, black, and gray. It was just the way he liked it. 

But then he met you.

You were the exact opposite of him. Thriving under chaos and mess, you brought color and sunshine to his mundane life. Your laughter, your storytelling, your clumsiness, your mess- all the reasons why he fell so head over heels for you. It was a love that invaded every space of his brain, absorbed all his coherent thoughts, and made his heart pound like he was a seventeen-year-old again.

He remembers one night, the two of you were at a park watching the fireworks light up the sky. You were telling him an elaborate story about how you fell into a pond while trying to feed the coi fish when you were younger, eyes sparkling, hands moving, laughter loud. He remembers this night because it was when he knew deep, deep down in the very bottom of his heart, that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. You were it for him. 

And he interrupted you by grabbing your face in both of his hands and kissing you senseless with only the fireworks as his witness.

Now here he is, years later, standing in the living room staring at the chaos that would’ve put his past self into a coma. But he’s not upset.

Because these traces of his children all over the house remind him just how lucky he is.

Cheol sighs with a smile and starts carefully placing all the plushies in the living room into the toy basket, grinning when Kkuma comes in to keep him company. He’s lost in thought, thinking about which cleaner worked best for removing this big stain on the couch, that he doesn’t hear you make your way downstairs. It’s only when you wrap your arms around his waist from behind, he smiles and turns around to hold you in his arms, lightly laughing when you press a long kiss to his cheek. 

“Are the gremlins asleep?” he asks quietly.

“You can’t call your kids gremlins, Cheol,” you say with a big smile. 

“Our kids,” he says quietly, gripping your chin to pull you into a long kiss. His heart pounds when he feels your grip on his arms tighten.

“I love you,” he whispers, pressing his forehead to yours. When you just hum, he laughs, pressing you closer to his chest. “Yah! Say it back!”

“I love you too,” you finally reply, granting him another kiss.

The two of you spend the rest of the night wiping the walls and getting through the mess in the kitchen.

“Do you think we’re done having kids?” you ask after a period of silent cleaning. Cheol pauses and turns to look at you. You’re not looking at him though, choosing to focus on wiping down the counter. Your question is very heavy, and you both know that, so he approaches you, taking the cloth out of your hands so he has your undivided attention.

“Do you want more kids? Cause I can make that happen,” he says with his big, dazzling smile. You wrap your hands around his neck. “I think one more wouldn’t hurt.”

“We’d be outnumbered,” he says, but it really doesn’t mean anything because having another version of the two of you running around doesn’t bother him in the slightest.

“And we’d have to clean up more mess,” you add, but when you slide your hands down his chest, Cheol knows you’re both on the same page.

“Well, look at us. We’re good at cleaning up,” he says before lifting you in his arms.

He’ll never get tired of the mess. 

[cxffecoupx]

i'll never ever ever get tired of dad!cheol. ever. (@simpxxstan check this out!!)

[hemmofox13]

all thirst aside, that hug would heal me

would be nice if we were naked

hot and sweaty after some healing

wet kisses, heavy breathing

him still inside me

[cxffecoupx]

i'd love a hug right about now...

[forsvtkwannie]

Cocktails & Kisses || Boo Seungkwan x You 💋

pairing: Bartender! Seungkwan x you

genre: fluff, flirty boo, had to write this cuz seungkwan looking too goddamn hot with a cocktail shaker

“White shirt, rolled sleeves, and a smirk that promises trouble — the only thing more dangerous than his cocktails are his kisses.”

————————————————————————♡︎♡︎♡︎

The bar wasn't even your scene. You were only here because a coworker bailed on dinner and you didn't feel like going straight home.

But then you saw him.

White shirt, sleeves rolled, black cardigan hanging just right on his broad shoulders. His hair fell in soft waves that caught the dim light, and when he leaned over the counter to hand someone a drink, the fabric of his shirt stretched across his frame in a way that made you forget how to breathe for a second.

He noticed you before you even sat down.

“New face,” he said smoothly, sliding a napkin in your direction without missing a beat. “What’s your poison?”

“Uh…” you stalled, caught between his ridiculously handsome smile and the fact that his voice was lower than you expected. “Something sweet?”

That grin deepened. “Sweet. Easy.” He leaned closer, bracing his forearm on the polished counter, eyes flicking up at you like he was letting you in on a secret. “Do you trust me?”

Something about the way his eyes sparkled — playful, but intent — made your stomach flip and you nodded before your brain caught up.

He chuckled — warm, amused — and got to work.

He worked fast, sleeves brushing as he reached for bottles, the clink of ice against glass sharp in the dim hum of the bar. And of course, he hummed under his breath while mixing, and it hit you then: that wasn’t random humming. That was a voice that could sing. Rich, velvety, with just enough control to make you wonder if he did it on purpose.

When he set the drink in front of you, he leaned just a little closer, bracing one hand on the counter. “Try it.”

You took a sip. Sweet, fizzy, just the right kick. “Wow.”

His smirked, satisfied. “Told you. Best bartender in town.” Then, quieter, almost conspiratorial: “But don’t tell the others. They’ll get jealous.”

You laughed, and the sound seemed to make something in him flicker. His eyes softened, though the teasing curve of his lips stayed.

As the night went on, you noticed things about him. How he bantered easily with regulars, cracked jokes with drunk college kids, and scolded someone who snapped rudely at the servers with a sharp, “Yah, say that again and you’ll be drinking water for the rest of the night.” Everyone listened when he spoke.

But no matter how busy he got, his gaze always found its way back to you.

“Need a refill?” he asked, leaning close enough for you to catch the faint smell of his cologne.

You swirled the ice in your glass. “Maybe. But if I keep drinking these, I might start thinking you’re charming.”

He laughed, loud and unfiltered. Wiping at the corner of his eye dramatically, he tilted his head, " You really don't know who I am, do you?".

You blinked. “Should I?”

He leaned on the counter, grin sharp but playful. “Seungkwan,” he said simply, offering his hand like you were meeting in a far more formal place than a bar. “Boo Seungkwan.”

You hesitated, then slipped your hand into his. Warm. Firm. Dangerous. “Y/N,” you replied softly.

The way his smile shifted then — from cocky to something just a little softer — made your heart skip.

“Y/N,” he repeated, like tasting it. Then he dipped his head closer, eyes glinting. “Might?” he murmured. “Or maybe you already do.”

You hated how your cheeks burned.

Half an hour later, a guy brushed too close to your seat, leaning on the bar a little too close to you. You shifted uncomfortably, but before you could even open your mouth, Seungkwan was there.

“Hey,” he said firmly, voice still polite but edged with steel. His hand pressed against the counter right in front of you, his body angling protectively. “She’s taken care of.”

The guy blinked, looked between you and him, then slunk off under the weight of Seungkwan’s sharp glare.

You exhaled, relieved. “Thanks, Seungkwan.”

At the sound of his name, his expression softened instantly, though his voice still carried a flicker of heat. “Don’t mention it. You looked uncomfortable.” His fingers brushed the rim of your glass as if to distract himself, before he leaned in just slightly. “But for the record… I don’t like other guys standing that close to you.”

You raised a brow. “You’ve known me for an hour.”

“Exactly,” he said smoothly, lips quirking. “And in that hour, I’ve decided it’s my job to keep guys like that away from you.”

You laughed, caught off guard. “Oh really?”

His grin widened, but his voice dropped into something teasing, almost possessive. “Really. So next time someone makes you uncomfortable? You don’t deal with it alone. You just say my name, Y/N.”

The way he said your name — low, and so goddamn sexy, like he was already testing how it felt to have it on his tongue, made your heart do actual somersaults.

The rest of the night blurred by in warm lights and low music. You pretended not to notice the way Seungkwan’s gaze kept flicking toward you, but when the crowd finally thinned and chairs scraped across the floor in preparation for closing, he came to stand in front of you again.

“You walking home?” he asked, wiping his hands on a bar towel, cardigan sleeves pushed up.

You hesitated. “Yeah. Why?”

“Because you’re not walking alone.” He tossed the towel aside like the decision had already been made. “Come on. I’ll lock up.”

The city air was cool, sharp after the warmth of the bar. He walked beside you with his hands shoved in his pockets, steps easy but close enough that your shoulders brushed every so often.

“You do this for all your customers?” you teased.

He smirked, glancing at you sidelong. “Only the ones who make me laugh. And… the ones who make me forget I’m supposed to be working.”

Your breath caught. “So I’m special?”

His lips curved into something softer, more genuine. “You don’t even know.”

By the time you reached your building, your heart was thumping so loud you could hear your own heartbat. He stopped just outside of the door, leaning one arm against the frame above your head. His eyes lingered on yours — playful but intent, like he was testing the waters.

“Get inside, Y/N,” he murmured, voice low, teasing. “If I stand here any longer, I might forget I’m supposed to be a gentleman.”

You tilted your chin up, trying to sound braver than you felt. “And what would you do instead?”

That grin of his deepened as he leaned in just enough for his breath to tickle your skin. “Probably kiss you. You’ve been looking at me all night like you want me to.”

Your lips parted, caught between indignation and the heat that flared in your chest. He chuckled softly, pulling back with that smug smirk just before you could react. “Goodnight, Y/N,”

And just like that, he walked away. Whilst you stood frozen at your door, face burning, pulse racing, hating and loving the fact that he knew exactly what he was doing.

The next night, you told yourself you weren’t going back.

And yet, there you were — sliding into the same stool at the bar like it had been waiting for you.

Seungkwan spotted you immediately. His grin was smug, boyish, way too pleased. “Back already? Careful, Y/N… people might start thinking you like me.”

You rolled your eyes, pretending to be calm while your pulse betrayed you. “Maybe I just like the drinks.”

“Mm.” He set down a napkin, leaning close so his cologne wrapped around you. “Sure. That’s why you’re already blushing.”

You swatted at him, flustered, but he only laughed — that full-bodied, unfiltered laugh that made people turn their heads just to see what was so funny.

All night, he was worse than before. Every time he walked past, his hand grazed your arm, his shoulder brushed yours, his voice dropped lower when he said your name. He leaned in when he didn’t need to, stole glances like he was cataloging every reaction.

By closing time, your nerves were fried.

“Don’t even think about slipping away this time,” he said, tossing the bar towel over his shoulder as he locked the register. His tone was playful, but his eyes were staring right into yours. “You still owe me something.”

Your brows shot up. “Owe you?”

He came around the bar in two strides, bracing one hand against the counter beside you, the other sliding to your jaw, thumb brushing along your cheekbone gently. His grin was playful, but the weight in his eyes was anything but casual.

“A kiss,” he said simply, his voice in a low hum. “Remember? Last night. I told you I’d probably kiss you if you kept looking at me like that.” His grin deepened. “And...you’re still doing it.”

Your breath hitched. “Seungkwan—”

He didn’t let you finish. He tilted your face up and his lips found yours in one smooth motion, stealing the words right out of your mouth.

Not a quick, testing brush — but deep, hot, everything he’d been holding back for two nights. His lips moved against yours with devastating precision, like he wanted you to know this wasn't for anyone else. His hand slipped to the small of your back, tugging you closer, until the barstool nearly tipped. You clutched his shirt, dazed, your mind blank except for the taste of him.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, his breath warm against your lips, “Don’t get it twisted,” he murmured. “I don’t do this with customers. I don’t do casual. If I kiss you now…" His thumb brushed your cheek again, slower this time. "...it’s because I already know I want you tomorrow, and the day after that, and every day after that.”

You swallowed, dizzy from his honesty, your voice barely above a whisper. “So what you’re saying is—”

He smirked, stealing another kiss — hotter, firmer, his grip on your waist more certain. When he finally pulled back, his voice was rugged against your lips.

“What I’m saying, babe, is that you’re mine now. No one time thing. Just us. And you better get used to it.”

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