Summary: When Yeosang comes home from a long schedule barefaced, you can’t help but fall for him all over again.
A/n: I have so much that I’m working on at the moment but I’m so super busy so I thought I would post something short. As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.
You and Yeosang had been together for over a year now but he always wore make-up around you. It was always subtle, just foundation or concealer, but you never wanted to ask him why since you didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable.
One afternoon, you were laid on the sofa in your sweats, just scrolling on your phone and waiting for Yeosang to return home from practice. You heard the front door open from down the hallway but you didn’t look up, too tired to move. Yeosang kicked his shoes off at the door and was about to walk straight through the living room and to the bedroom but you called out to him in that soft, sweet tone that he loved so dearly.
“Yeosangie?” You called out to him. “Come here… I want a cuddle”
“Sweetheart… I can’t right now…” His tone was extremely hesitant.
“Why not?” You asked as you turned to face him. You gasped when you saw that he was wearing no makeup, his birth mark on full display. “Yeosang…” You got up from the sofa and walked over to him, cupping his face in your hands.
“Y/n…”
“Yeosangie you’re so pretty…” You said softly but grabbing his hand and dragging him to lay down on the sofa with you. You gently pressed your lips to the pink birthmark on his temple.
“Please tell me this isn’t why you wear make-up all the time…” You mumbled softly, your lips brushing his skin.
“And what if it is?” He pouted at you.
“Yeosang… you know I love you no matter what, right?” You reassured him gently, brushing his hair back from his forehead. He wrapped his ar,s around your waist and pulled you down so you were fully on top of him. He then buried his face into the crook of your neck.
“I love you… every single part of you…” You mumbled softly and he let out a small hum against you, clearly too tired to move or speak.
You both spent the rest of the afternoon cuddled together on the couch as you mumbled soft reassurances and sweet nothings to him. You would always love your pretty boy, no matter what.
Summary: You’re going through a hard time with your friends so you decide to call the one person you can always rely on, even if he is on the other side of the planet.
Word count: 1,350
A/n: this was inspired by a video I saw of Keeho where he was telling people about when friends are bad. As always, feedback is encouraged and appreciated.
You felt completely numb. All day, you had been in your feelings since you made a realisation: you had no friend group. Sure you would hang out with people and things like that but you didn’t feel like you actually belonged anywhere and the one girl who was supposed to be your ‘best friend’ was actually a narcissist who always tried to outdo you or put you down or make everything about herself. The entire ride back to your apartment was horrible. You were trying not to cry the entire ride.
When you got back to your apartment, you made yourself ramen and facetimed the one person who was always there for you.
“Hello?” His comforting voice came through the speaker before you saw his face.
“Hi Keeho…” Your voice wobbled as you smiled sadly.
“Y/n… what’s wrong are you okay?” He was instantly more awake as his voice filled with concern. You shook your head, not able to say anything without crying. “Hey… hey… it’s gonna be okay… I’m right here-“
“But you’re not!” You suddenly cried out, desperation flooding your voice. “You’re not here Keeho! You’re half way across the planet! I have no one! I’m so lonely!” You were fully sobbing. You had been holding back tears all day and now you were finally letting them all go.
“Y/n, honey… you need to breathe… you’re gonna make yourself sick.” Keeho was so concerned as he gently talked to you. He tried to reassure you as best he could while pulling up the soonest flights to your country. There would be one leaving in 4 hours. He started throwing stuff into a bag while still talking to you until eventually, the line went dead as you fell asleep at your kitchen table.
Keeho let out a long, tired sigh before grabbing the bag and leaving to go to the airport.
He didn’t land until extremely early the next morning but when he did, he quickly found a cab to take him to your apartment. The drive was long, around 2 hours, and the whole time Keeho was worried out of his mind for you. When he finally got there, he paid the taxi driver and ran up to your apartment. When he reached the door, he could hear shuffling around from inside; you were clearly awake. He knocked softly at the door and waited. You opened the door a few moments later and gasped when you saw him.
“Hey baby, you miss me?” Keeho teased softly as he held his arms open for you. You practically crashed against his chest as you started crying in his arms. He held one hand to your head, gently rubbing your back with the other.
“Oh honey… Are you not happy to see me?”
“I am!” You wailed. He let out a soft chuckle and gently picked you up to carry you inside. Your legs automatically wrapped around his waist as he did so. He sat down on the sofa with you in his lap as he tried to soothe you.
“Shhh… you’re okay… I’ve got you” He whispered sweet nothings in your ear while gently rubbing his back. His voice was a calming balm on your broken soul.
You eventually calmed down, sniffling against him as you wiped your tears away on your hoodie sleeve. “You’re really here?” You questioned softly, almost like you were second guessing your vision.
“I’m here, honey… you’re okay, I’m here.” He softly reassured. You both sat there for a few more minutes, a comfortable silence settling in between you. After a few more seconds, Keeho spoke again. “You wanna talk about what’s wrong baby?”
“I just… I feel so lost. Like… everyone is part of a friend group and I’m not and I just feel so left out.”
“But what about those girls you hang out with? They seem nice…”
“They are and I love them, they’re great. I just… sometimes I feel like I don’t really belong anywhere…”
“Oh honey…” Keeho was quiet for a moment as he thought about what to do. “Okay… look, I know you don’t want to… but…” He sighed. This was not gonna be an easy thing to talk to you about. “Baby, you have to talk to them”
“I can’t Keeho! I don’t wanna hurt them! I don’t want them to feel like I’m a burden!”
“Okay okay okay… calm down a little, I’m trying to help you out here.” He leaned back, closing his eyes for a moment before he opened his eyes and looked at you. You were sat there, in his lap, your eyes wide and tearful. He couldn’t help but think that you looked so cute. He shook his head, trying to shake those thoughts.
“Whose the worst?”
“This girl who is supposed to be my best friend.”
“Hey! I thought I was your best friend!” He teased softly.
“You are… but she’s so horrible. Like, if I’m doing something then she has to do something better. Like…” You tried to think of an example for a moment. “Last week, I bought one of your albums. I think it was Unique but I don’t remember now. Anyway, I was telling my friends about it and I pulled Jiung and then she was all like ‘Oh well I got two albums and I pulled Keeho in both of them’ and she is just constantly talking about me behind my back and everything”
“You do know if you want me to get you some PCs then I can?”
“Keeho, that’s not the point”
“Right…” He thought for a few moments. “Well what does everyone else think about her?”
“I don’t know…” You slumped against him again “They just kinda think she’s really rude all of the time…”
Keeho was quiet for a while as he wrapped his arms around you again, holding you close.
“Y/n baby, do you actually wanna be friends with her?”
“Not really…”
“Then she’s your problem”
“Keeho-“ You tried to stop him.
“No, I don’t care. If she makes you constantly feels like your not enough and she puts down your achievements instead of making you feel good then that’s not a good friend. That’s a bad friend”
“No but Keeho-“
“Y/n please… you need to cut her off. She’s clearly doing more bad than good. Think of it this way; if you had called her and she was half way across the world, would she drop everything to get to you?”
“No because that’s just something that you would do! no one has ever been as kind to me as you have! No one has ever loved me like you do!” You were getting yourself all worked up again and Keeho needed to calm you down as he watched the tears fill your eyes.
“Hey, hey… you’re okay. Y/n, baby, calm down…” He didn’t really know what to do anymore since you were clearly not in any state of mind to listen to him. “Breathe baby… you’re so emotional when you’re tired.”
You couldn’t do anything but let out a huff and slump against him again. He sat there, cradling you against him, one hand in your hair and the other on your back.
“Go to sleep if you want. I don’t mind being your pillow.” He mumbled softly into your hair before pressing a gentle kiss there. He stayed like that with you, watching as your eyes fluttered closed and your breath evened out.
When you woke up a few hours later, he was still sat there with you. You let out a small, sleepy hum and he chuckled softly.
“Hey, baby…”
“Hi, Keeho” You lifted his head from his chest to look at him through bleary eyes. Keeho couldn’t help but think you were cuter than he had ever seen.
“You okay now? Cause I was thinking we could go get coffee…” He offered gently.
You let out another hum as you nodded and he couldn’t help but chuckle softly. “Come on sleepy head… let’s go get you some well deserved caffeine”
not all of them are good (they're all bad tbh) but
skz or ateez reaction when ur at a wedding and u catch the bouquet? but like
for me personally, to go and catch a bouquet on purpose and fight for it (😬) seems just cringe (idk why srry)
in the reels I saw a girl just standing behind all these girls who came out to catch a bouquet at a buffet with a glass in one hand and generally stood with a half-bow to the bride
and the bouquet suddenly flew over all the other girls and flew to her
and she caught it with one hand, still sipping from her glass, as if she hadn't realized what she was catching
so let it be a reference ig
or
them with tipsy partner
like
not fully drank but just a little more goofy and clingy than usual
or
using a safeword
or
reader taking off their ring after an argument
or
reactions to accidently causing their S/O a minor injury
i have more but they are even more stupid so i should stop here ig 👁️👄👁️
have a good day, month and year
take care of yourself
Omg thanks for sending so many ideas. I will definitely work on doing some of these. I might try to do headcannons for each member.
A/n : I did so much planning for this and I kept getting more and more ideas for it. I would advise you read the context before reading the fic so that it makes more sense. Feedback is always appreciated and welcomed.
You woke up in your hotel in Korea early in the morning to Sophia shaking you. “Y/n… come on we don’t wanna be late”
“Let me sleep…” You mumbled out but she wouldn’t leave you alone.
“Girl, if you don’t get up in the next five minutes then I’m gonna actually sit on you and I’m not even joking” You knew it was serious when Sophia threatened that as she never just sat on you. She always had to be extra and roll around until you got up. Hesitantly, you decided to drag yourself out of bed. It was a big day since you had music bank. You’d been watching the votes fluctuate all week and at the moment, you were winning, but everything could change with the live vote.
You got up and Sophia went back to her room to grab all of her stuff. You were staying in a hotel that wasn’t too far from the studio that it was filmed in so you guys didn’t have to leave too early. You grabbed your bag and threw in your water bottle, lucky bracelet, deodorant and some snacks for later. You grabbed your phone and headed for Sophia’s room since that’s where you all agreed to meet up. You were the last one to arrive and all of the girls were already there.
“Took you long enough” Lara raised a playful eyebrow at you.
“I know, I know. I was just grabbing my stuff.” You held up your bag to show them all that you had everything. Sophia herded everyone out of the room and down to the front of the hotel so that you could all get the cars to the studio.
On the way to the studio, you kept looking at your mark on your arm. It was more defined today than it ever had been and you had no idea why.
“You okay?” Megan asked as she nudged your shoulder gently.
“Hm? Yeah… Just nervous that they might not be able to cover it today…”
“Relax, I’m sure it won’t matter. Besides, there are plenty of idols who have it on display. Most of BTS, some of the members of stray kids…”
Megan spent the rest of the ride there listing idols, even naming a few who had found their soulmate. When you eventually arrived at the studio, there were a lot of fans waiting outside but it was mostly stays and eyekons. You all signed a few albums before heading in to get ready for the show.
You sat in the make up chair, already in your make up with your hair ready. The make up artist decided to go for a bolder look today, leaving your mark on show. They also kept the make up minimal, doing a little eye shadow and blush but keeping your freckles fully on show. You had already had your performance pre-recorded earlier in the week like everyone else so you were stood off to the side of the stage, waiting until your group was called up. Yoonchae was helping you talk to the members of another group as they were struggling to under your thick, Irish accent. You were all finally called to go on stage for the winner to be announced. The cameras shifted, one on Katseye and one on Stary Kids. The numbers were counted and the MC announced “This weeks’ winner is Stray kids!”
Everyone cheered and congratulated the boys but that’s when you spotted Bang Chan’s mark. It was in the exact same place as yours and had the exact same font. The only difference was that his was in Irish and read ‘mo chroi’ meaning ‘my heart’.
You all walked in a line in front of the members of stray kids, shaking hands with them and congratulating them. Everything was fine until you got to Bang Chan. As your hands touched, both of you felt a sudden spark, almost like an electric shock, and your marks glowed golden for a moment. You both looked at each other for a second, eyes wide like a pair of deers caught in headlights, before Katseye was ushered backstage while stray kids completed another performance. Once the song was over, Chan rushed backstage. He had to find you.
You were sitting in the dressing room, freaking out and trying to find an explanation for what happened online. There was a sudden knock on the door, breaking you out of your spiralling.
“Come in.” You called out with a shaky voice. Chan opened the door and stepped inside, losing it behind him. Neither of you spoke for a minute. You just stared at each other, both of you a flustered mess. Chan’s eyes flickered down to your mark then back to your face.
“Ummm… Hi” You said nervously.
“Hi.” Chan said back. Neither of you said anything for a minute, an awkward silence settling over the room.
“Your mark…” He started. “It’s… do you know what it says?”
“Umm… I have no idea… I don’t speak Korean.”
You were both quiet for a moment before Chan read it. “내 마음… it means ‘my heart’”
“No way…” You gasped softly.
“What”
“‘Mo chroi’… it’s Irish, it means the same thing.”
“So we’re really…” Chan trailed off, leaving the question open ended.
“I think we really are…”
You were both silent again for a few minutes, just quietly taking in the fact that you were each other’s soulmate.
Chan broke the silence after a few more seconds. “Hey, I never got your name…”
“Y/n… Y/n Y/l/n” You held out your hand for him to shake.
“Pretty… I’m Chan but you can call my Chris if you want”
“Is that your English name?” You asked right before he took your hand to shake it. Both of your marks glowed gold again but for longer this time and you felt this magnetic pull towards each other.
“Yeah… you wanna exchange numbers? Y’know, so we can stay in contact when you go back to the states.”
“Yeah, grand” Chan looked slightly confused. “It’s just something we say in Ireland” You rushed to explain.
Chan smiled softly “I get it, I get it… Me and Felix say a lot of Aussie slang all the time and the others don’t know what we’re talking about.”
You both quickly exchanged numbers before his manager called for him since he had to get a flight out to Italy for fashion week.
“I suppose I’ll see you later alligator” You
let out a small chuckle at his words.
“I’ll see you later” You said as he left, waving as he walked out.
You quickly saved his contact in your phone and texted him.
[Y/n] Hey Chan! It’s me Y/n
[Chan] Oh hey!
Do you know how long you’re gonna be in Korea for?
[Y/n] Not sure yet
I hope it’s a while
[Chan] If you’re still there when I get back
I know this place
We could go get coffee there
[Y/n] When are you coming back?
[Chan] About 5 or 6 days
[Y/n] Yeah, sounds grand.
We should be here for another 2 weeks I think.
[Chan] Well that’s good then
[Y/n] Yeah
Well… have a safe flight
Chan (soulmate??) unsent a message
[Y/n] What did you say?
[Chan] I’m not saying
It’s embarrassing
[Y/n] Okay
[Chan] Well, I’ll talk to you later
[Y/n] Yeah
[Chan] Bye
You pocketed your phone and left the studio with the rest of the girls to go back to the hotel. You had finally found your soulmate, but what were you meant to do now?
In this world, everyone is born with a phrase written upon their skin. When two soulmates meet, their phrases match and are in each other’s first language.
Y/n is the 7th member of Katseye and is Irish. They have been a member since debut and have a much more noticeable phrase than most people would expect. The mark upon their arm reads 내 마 음, meaning ‘my heart’. So when Katseye is in Korea for Music Bank, what will Y/n do when they find out that their soulmate is Bang Chan of Stary Kids?
A/n : I’m still trying to find my writing style. This will also be my first big fic and I might do it in several parts as I have so many ideas for this now.
could you possibly write an imagine for either ateez ( any but maybe hongjoong or yunho) or stray kids preferably chan or felix with a foreign idol who could be in a group or she could be a guest star. And she is Irish maybe as I never see that but British more often, I just think it would be funny for like chan or felix to meet someone who also speaks predominately in slang and they can relate. ( plus they never visit Ireland 😭). The plot can be up to you but a suggestion could be soulmate au. Maybe like words written on their skin but as a twist it’s what their nickname will be from reader( if that makes sense) and for whoever it is he could have an Irish word written like “ mo chroí” which is my heart or “mo anamchara” my soulmate. And reader could have Korean like vise versa. Sorry this is so long ( I had to get this idea out of my head )and no worries if you can’t or don’t want to. Thank youuu!!
Omg this is such a great idea. I feel like I can definitely see Hongjoong with an Irish girl or maybe even Chan but I will try and have it written by the end of the week ❤️
AN : Guys this is my first ever fic and just a little something I wrote while sitting out in the sun. Hope you enjoy and feedback is always appreciated. ❤️
It was an early summer afternoon and you were sat in the back garden of the house that you and Hobi got the keys to last summer. The heat was intense and uncomfortable, making your skin stick to the sun bed you were laying on. Hobi was in the pool, lazily swimming backwards and forwards.
A sudden shadow fell over you and when you opened your eyes, there your boyfriend was, staring down at you like you hung the moon and the stars.
“Hobi…” You whined, wanting to beg him to do anything to stop this unbearable heat but not having the energy to.
“Y/n…” He said, mocking your whiny tone. His smile was almost as bright a the sun. “What’s wrong baby? Why’re you pouting at me like that, hm?” He asked softly, water dripping from his hair onto your stomach.
“I’m too warm…” You whined out. Hobi let out a small chuckle.
“You were the one who begged to come out here in the heat because you wanted to tan” He pointed out.
You laid there and pouted at him for a few moments before he suddenly scooped you up in his arms.
“Ahhh- Hobi! What are you doing!” You squealed in surprise. You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck so you wouldn’t fall as he held one arm below your knees and one below your back.
“I’m gonna help you cool down you idiot” Hobi laughed as he held you over the pool.
“No! Don’t drop me! Please! Hobi!” He couldn’t help but laugh at your squeals.
“Relax baby…” He gently kissed your forehead “I’d never drop such precious cargo… but just come in the pool for a while. I promise it’ll cool you down a little”
You let out a small huff as he gently put you down on the edge of the pool. “Fine..” Hobi let out another chuckle as he held his hands on your waist. He always thought you looked so cute when you pouted like that. Hobi gently leaned down and pressed a kiss to the tip of your nose. “You’re always so adorable my love…” He mumbled, making you giggle a little as his lips tickled your nose.
“I love you, my sunshine” You mumbled between giggles.
“I love you too, my y/n”
After a few hours of playing together in the pool, the sun was beginning to set. You both got out of the pool and went into the house to get dry. Hobi grabbed two towels from the bathroom and brought them into the bedroom for both of you to dry off before dinner. Hobi changed into a pair of dress shorts and a loose shirt (which he left unbuttoned like usual) and you decided to change into a white sundress that had gorgeous blue flowers patterned all over it. When you got back downstairs, Hobi had already prepared a picnic for you both in the back garden, where you would have the perfect view of the sun set.
“Hobi… you didn’t have to do all this” You gasped softly as you saw a variety of your favourite foods.
“But I wanted to do it for you baby. I wanna show my love.” He swayed his hips as he said ‘love’, being his usual goofy self. You let out a small giggle at his action before you let him lead you out into the garden.
You both sat there for hours, feeding each other as you watched the sun set. He couldn’t help but stare at you as you ate a chocolate covered strawberry.
“What?” You asked with a small nervous laugh
“Nothing… you’re just so pretty” You instantly blushed at his compliment.
“Even when I’m all sweaty?”
“Even when you’re all sweaty. You’re always gonna be the prettiest girl I have ever seen…”
Once you had finished all of the food, you both just laid back on the picnic blanket, holding hands as the sun set over you both.
“I love you baby” He mumbled out as his thumb gently brushed over your hand.
“I love you too Hobi” You murmured back, squeezing his hand as he held yours. “No matter what, you’ll always be my favourite sun…”
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