A second blog for my fanfiction (the first being iamashamedofmyfanfics) Scenario Requests: Open: Astro, B,A.P, Infinite, Monsta x, Seventeen, VIXX Closed: BTS, EXO, GOT7
Hakyeon + "No matter what you say or do, I won't be scared of you."
This is an au bc I couldn’t think of anything fitting that wasn’t
You couldn’t be sure when you realized what he was doing, but at some point it became exceedingly clear that Hakyeon was trying to push you away. You could guess why, too.
Because one day you- a human, ever more fragile than he could be- would die, and he wouldn’t. Because you were meant to be scared of him, of his mortality, or lack thereof. Because you weren’t.
So he tried to be rude. To be scary. To be anything that would convince you that it was a mistake. That he was.
Had you been just a bit more weak of will, it might have worked. But your stubbornness, and the occasional breakthrough’s of his real personality were enough to stop it. For you to understand what was happening, and do your best against it.
Because how could you be scared of someone so quick to laughter? Someone who cared so much about others well beings? You couldn’t. And you wouldn’t accept that he was keeping up an act to convince you, you should be.
“You know...”
“Huh?”
“No matter what you say, or do, I wont be scared of you.” You meet his eyes, more determined than you might have ever been. “My fate, or yours, don’t scare me. You can’t scare me, especially not when I know you’re really such a nerd.”
“I- I am not. I’m a terrifying immortal creature.”
“Who walked face-first into a wall, yesterday.” At his affronted look, you laugh. “I’m serious, though. You can’t make me scared of you. If you’re worried, just talk to me about it, don’t try to push me away arbitrarily,”
Pairing: Reader/Woozi (side, platonic reader/seungkwan)
Reader’s Gender: Female
Genre: Fluff
Universe: General AU
Rating: G rating
Length: Oneshot (2327 words)
Warnings: None
Notes: happy birthday @ichigoyuuki. when you read this i will have written it MONTHS ago.
Summary: Lunch with your crush and best friend on your birthday? It sounds nice and all until you remember that Seungkwan is evil. Well, evil may be giving him too much credit. He was trying to make your day nice.
When you wake up, your clock reads 7am and your phone is lighting up with messages. For a second, you consider not checking them and rolling back over to let sleep retake you, but you decide against it and sit up. When you pick it up, you’re first greeted with the date- your birthday, you smile- then with the names of who’s been messaging you. As well as the messages themselves.
Though you have one from a few people- all ‘happy birthday’s as expected- most are from your best friend, Seungkwan. On the days leading up to today, you’ve become convinced he’s more excited than you are. You’re pretty sure he’s planning something he wont tell you about- despite you begging for no surprises- but you can’t actually prove it. You save replying to him for last, first thanking everyone else for their well wishes, and sitting up in your bed.
Then you look at Seungkwan’s messages. Starting from 6:58am, he’s sent you 14.
SK: happy brithday my dear best friend~
SK: you’re the best and i love you
SK: and i know you didn’t want any surprises
SK; so heres a warning!
SK: We’re going to have lunch together!
SK: with Jihoon too
SK: Okay?
SK: Hey! you’re up right?
SK: maybe not?
SK: hey i know it sounds like i was plotting but it wasn’t my idea
SK: the lunch, i mean. It was Jihoons
SK: So don’t be mad at me? O~O please
SK: <3
SK: wait, maybe you are asleep
You can’t help but laugh, shaking your head. Part of you does want to be annoyed at the last minute warning, but it was hard to be mad at him since he gave you warning at all. That, and he added a 15th message, a picture of himself pouting, as well as another ‘don’t be mad at me.’
You: I’m not mad
You: Maybe a little?
You: thank you for the warning
You: and birthday wishes
You: when’s lunch?
SK: 3!
You: Okay, see you then.
SK: you’re really not mad?
You: no
Sighing, you decided to get up and get ready for the day. Once you’re dressed and fed it’s 8am, and you realize you need to fill the time until lunch. You’d celebrated with your family early, being that you were expecting to end up spending time with your friends today, anyway, even though the actual event hadn’t been what you anticipated.
Another message pops up on your phone, and you almost expect it to be Seungkwan again, but to your surprise it’s not. It’s Jihoon. While you’re busy being surprised, he adds to the number of messages, before you finally read them so you can respond.
WZ: Happy Birthday, ___.
WZ: Seungkwan said he already told you about lunch?
WZ: the original plan was to invite more people, for the record. You can blame it being down to just him and us on him. he insisted.
WZ: I don’t know why. but he’s your best friend, so i figured you’d prefer it this way, if he was insisting. So, see you then?
WZ: happy birthday
WZ: again.
WZ: i didn’t realize I’d said that first.
There’s a pause that follows, where he doesn’t send anything else and you try to find responses to what he’s said. Talking to Jihoon was never your strong suit, even if text messages were easier. It shouldn’t be that hard, either way, you tell yourself. Yet, talking to your crush was never so easy. Pushing that thought away, you form a response.
You: Thank you!
You: Well, i’m not a huge fan of crowds?
You: or large groups? he probably was thinking about that heh.
More like trying to give you more chances to talk to Jihoon. You can’t say that, of course, but it wasn’t that hard to figure out knowing Seungkwan and how much he knew.
You: anyway, yeah, see you then
Feeling like that’s enough of a response, you set your phone aside. Then, after a moment, you pick it back up and pull up Seungkwan’s contact.
You: you’re mean
You: apparently, you recommended it just be us three
You: why
SK: because i love you?
SK: It’s your chance!
You: to suffer?
SK: No, __ :)
You: :(
Seungkwan doesn’t respond. You frown, setting your phone aside- for real this time, and going to find something to occupy your time.
Being your best friend and the person who arranged the whole thing- even if it wasn’t technically his idea- Seungkwan comes to pick you up just before 3pm, to take you to lunch. Though, ‘pick you up’ is a bit too generous. He can’t drive, and you don’t have a car, so instead he walks you to the place you’re getting lunch.
“It’s not far,” Seungkwan assures you. True to that, it isn’t more than a few blocks away that Seungkwan stops in front of a restaurant, and opens the door for you. You laugh at the mock-bow he gives when you walk in, and he grins. The place is by no means fancy, which you’re thankful for, but it is rather nice. Soft colours and a warm atmosphere.
Before you can ask where you’re supposed to sit, or anything really, Seungkwan is pulling you to one side of the restaurant, where you can see Jihoon sitting. When he notices the two of you, Jihoon raises a hand in greeting.
“Hey.”
“Hey,” You say, quieter than you intend, and are glad when Seungkwan gives a louder greeting. Being a booth, someone has to sit on near the wall. You’re not a big fan of the idea, considering your company, but Seungkwan pushes you to sit down before you can argue. He slides into the spot next to you, and you suddenly feel trapped.
He’s doing this on purpose, you think. You try to glare at Seungkwan, though it goes unnoticed by him, before turning to face Jihoon, who sits across from you. Jihoon seems to have notice your glaring, at least, because he raises an eyebrow and motions to Seungkwan with a tilt of his head. You shake yours, not up to answering the silent question.
You couldn’t very well say “he’s trapping me so I can’t escape’ when that would bring the question of what you were escaping from. Saying you were escaping from Jihoon to his face wouldn’t sound very good, without knowing about your feelings.
You feel a bit better once there’s food in front of you, since it offers a reasonable distraction. You feel less better when Seungkwan’s phone goes off and he excuses himself, leaving you alone with Jihoon. Though you can’t call the silence between you totally awkward, you- at least- can’t call it comfortable either. Jihoon isn’t usually the one to initiate conversations, outside of certain circumstance, and you were still nervous around him, meaning you weren’t sure how to start one either.
“So,” Jihoon starts, drawing your attention, “how’s your birthday been?”
“Um, boring? No I mean, it’s good, I got lot’s of birthday wishes, but so far I’ve just sat at home and watched movies.”
“Is that bad?”
“No, It’s fine, just not anything worth calling exciting.”
“That’s good, at least.” Jihoon nods. Then, he makes a confused expression at something behind you, when you turn, you can see Seungkwan waving, before he turns and is out the door. You open your mouth, ready to say something, anything, but can’t really think of anything. Seungkwan passes the window next to your booth and mouths an apology, before running away.
“What a-” You stop yourself, because you’re close to saying something you don’t mean. You love Seungkwan, he’s your best friend, but he was sort of awful, you decided. How could he just leave you, alone, with Jihoon.
“I guess it was something important?” Jihoon offers, trying to make you feel better presumably. You’d like to believe that, but you know Seungkwan. Instead of arguing as much, you just nod.
“I guess so.”
“Should we cancel the rest, then?”
“The rest of what?” You look up, finally meeting Jihoon’s eyes for the first time since you’d gotten here.
“Your birthday? Seungkwan said he told you the plans, I figured he meant all of them.”
“I... wasn’t this lunch it?”
“No.”
“Oh.” You make an expression to mirror the word, and Jihoon offers you a smile in turn.
“I wonder why he didn’t tell you the rest?” Jihoon hums, pulling out his phone and after a moment of doing something, shows you his messages.
SK: she probably doesn’t have anything else planned
SK: so lunch isn’t enough!
WZ: Okay?
SK: oh i know!
SK: Movies~
SK: and ice cream!
SK: Ice cream is important
WZ: sure it is.
SK: lunch, then movie, then ice cream
SK: perfect da y
WZ: Da Y
SK: Day! don’t mock me
WZ: sure, why that order?
SK: most effective
WZ: effective how?
SK: Happiness! Trust me, i know my best friend
You try not to frown at the messages. Now you were sure, Seungkwan had planned this from the beginning. He was sending you on a date without you or Jihoon knowing that was what it was. Jihoon puts his phone away, looking at you in silent question. Right, you remind yourself, he had asked if you were canceling the rest of the day. Part of you want’s to say yes, and just go home.
But movies and ice cream did sound nice. Though Jihoon’s presence was both a gift and a chance to ruin your day, you decided to take it as the positive Seungkwan meant for it to be.
“I mean, I don’t have anything else to do today...”
“Neither do I,” Jihoon says, nodding.
“So... why not?”
“Okay.”
Movies are easier to handle. You don’t actively have to look at Jihoon, and if you do he hardly notices, you have a distraction, and it’s dark enough that you feel like you can hide if you somehow manage to embarrass yourself. You like movies. It helps that the movie you choose is actually really entertaining, you find yourself able to forget you’re here with Jihoon and not just by yourself or with one of your friends who don’t make you nervous.
And there’s popcorn.
Once the movie is over, though, you’re reminded you are, in fact, with Jihoon. He doesn’t ask what you thought of the movie, you’re sure the smile you wear leaving the theater answers that question anyway. Instead, he just smiles and walks by your side as you leave. It’s once you’re outside of the theater, that you remember the next part of the day.
It’s a bit darker out, though not near evening yet, and you almost aren’t sure if ice cream is a good idea. Still, it’s not cool enough out to stop you, so when Jihoon asks if you’re still up for it, you nod.
You’re following Jihoon, just a half-step behind so you’re still close enough to see his face, when your phone goes off. You stop- and Jihoon stops a second later- pulling it out to check who it is. Seungkwan’s name pops up, along with the first few words of his texts. You pull open your messages, sending Jihoon an apologetic look for having stopped suddenly, and read them.
SK: how’s the date?
SK: :)
SK: you didn’t leave right?
SK: I planned this just for you!
You frown, turning off your phone screen without replying. If he’s going to do this without warning, you can ignore him until you go home. Jihoon raises an eyebrow in question, when you put your phone away.
“Seungkwan, apologizing for leaving.” You lie, because you’re certainly not going to say what Seungkwan actually wanted. Jihoon accepts the answer, anyway, and you go back to walking.
Ice cream proves to be a good decision, and a nice way to end your not-date with Jihoon. You manage conversation, even, and you feel probably the most relaxed around him you ever have.
“Thank you, by the way,” You says, once ice cream is gone and you realize you should probably go home. You don’t want to walk home in the dark, by yourself, that’s for sure. So you decided you should head home before then.
“For what?”
“All of today? Seungkwan said the lunch was your idea, at least, and you didn’t have to stay when he left.”
“It’s your birthday,” Jihoon shrugs, “I wasn’t going to leave you by yourself.”
“Well, still, thank you.”
“No problem.”
“So I should... head home. Since we’ve done everything and it’s almost dark, you know?”
“___, you,” Jihoon frowns and titls his head, “are going to walk home, by yourself?”
“Yes?”
There’s a pause. “I’ll walk you.”
“What?” You blink, once, twice, then shake your head. “It’s okay!”
“I want to.”
“Oh... okay.”
So you let Jihoon walk you home. You avoid looking at him, despite being right beside him, and focus on your footsteps. It really had turned into a pseudo-date, you realized. You’re not sure if you should be thankful or not.
Once in front of your home, there’s a pause, before you smile. “Thank you again.”
“Yeah, no problem.” Jihoon pauses, then opens his arm. “Want a hug?”
You try not to laugh, because for once he’s being the awkward one and something about that is rather nice, before you nod. It’s a short hug, because you know he isn’t huge on the things, and because you don’t want to give yourself a chance to reclaim the awkward title.
“Goodnight, Jihoon.”
“Goodnight, and happy birthday again.”
“Thank you.” You wave, before heading inside. Once you’re alone, you allow yourself to sigh in relief and smile. It was a good day, you think.
You: thank you, seungkwan
You: i had a nice day
You: don’t ever do this to me again
Shownu: "i should tell my friends i love them more often" or "do you ever check the notes on artwork to be like “are people giving this artist the nice comments they deserve” ?"
Wonho: "if you don’t ship me with at least one of my friends im not trying hard enough"
Minhyuk: "I always forget how pretty my friends are and then they post pictures of themselves and im like “holy shit”"
Kihyun: "I’m bored who wants to fight"
Hyungwon: "“the best things in life are free” food isn’t free"
Jooheon: "{thye're] As wild a card as blowing your own team mates is.
blowing up*"
I.M: "I just heard the word “transplant” and instead of thinking “ah organs” my brain went “but plants don’t have a concept of gender”"
hello!!!! since you're open for monsta x, shownu scenario angst-but-with-not-an-angsty-ending please! an AU would be great but i can't think of one, so it's up to you? hehe thank you!
Hello! Thank you for requesting! I hope you’ll like this. AU where magic
I’m... not sure I did a great job with this one, but I hope you like it? If not, you can always request again and I can try again!
Hyunwoo is avoiding you. You realize this quickly. It’s days after his birthday, after he’s returned from the boarding school he recently started attending. Usually, upon his return, you spend all your time together. Even if the time is spent in silence, you don’t mind. It’s comfortable and you’ve know him long enough not to be bothered, as long has he’s there.
He isn’t there, though. Hyunwoo avoids you like you aren’t best friends. Like you haven’t know each other for years. It hurt, stings in your chest, and makes you wonder what possibly could be wrong.
You confront him. Hyunwoo is shocked when you push your way into his home and demand he tell you why he’s avoiding you. “If you don’t want to be friends anymore, at least tell me.”
Hyunwoo pauses, shakes his head, then speaks. “That’s not it.”
“Then what is it? I’m worried, you’re worrying me.” You can’t help the crack in your voice, or the shakiness of it. He’s your best friend, your closest friend, and sometimes you even think maybe something else. Him avoiding you stings. It’s terrible and it hurts and all you want is to know why.
“Have you... watched the news?” Hyunwoo asks, carefully.
“No? What about it?”
“A magic-bound school was attacked.”
“What does that have to do with you? You’re not-” You freeze, mouth open. “Hyunwoo are you... magic-bound?”
“Yes.”
Relief fills you, then horror. He was avoiding you because he was magic-bound. Avoiding you because non magic-bound humans were attacking magic-bound humans. Because you weren’t magic-bound, and he was.
“Did you think- do you think I would treat you differently?”
“No.” He shakes his head. “I don’t want you to worry.”
You scoff at that. You were already worried, because your best friend was avoiding you and because you thought the person you love might hate you. “Good job, then.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Tell me next time.”
“You’re scared of magic, too.” Hyunwoo says, quieter.
“So? You’re my best friend, I’m not scared of you.”
Magic-bound people weren’t all that uncommon, really, but people were mostly taught to fear them, and they were mostly taught to dislike their status. Hyunwoo didn’t seem to dislike being magic-bound, but rather was scared that the issues other people had, would cause him problems. That he might get hurt and that you’d worry.
You don’t. You try not to, at least. It’s an adjustment, to find space between worrying about him and trying to un-teach yourself the fear you’d had of magic. But you do your best. For a while that’s enough.
Magic is scary, though. No matter how much you try to remember that this is Hyunwoo. That it’s Hyunwoo who you’ve know your whole life and who would never hurt you. That irrational- horrible- part of your brain is still scared of magic. Not of Htyunwoo, not of magic-bound people, but of the possibilities that magic can create. You are unlearning that fear, piece by piece, but sometimes you’re not quite there.
Hyunwoo produces light and you involuntarily flinch. Hyunwoo pauses, frowns, and you can’t help but feel bad. When you realize the light was forming a shape- a flower, your favourite kind- you feel even worse. Guilt forms in your stomach, but you push it back because this isn’t about your guilt.
“Sorry, i was startled.”
“I know. It’s okay.”
But Hyunwoo is patient, more so than you feel deserving of, and you get better.
He produces fireworks a week latter and you’re so caught up in how pretty they are you nearly forget it’s magic in the first place.
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