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[beni-erika23]

Happy Bday boi 💚

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[jjpmoans]

GOT7 Jinyoung as Your Bestfriend

A/N : A short imagine of Jinyoung being your bestfriend

Theme : Bestfriend!Jinyoung

Character: Jinyoung x oc

“In your opinion,” I whisper. “Why is Jackson like that.” My eyes directly narrows to a person who is sitting facing the window, his shoulders are slumped and his backview is so pitiful.

It’s not like Jackson to be that pitiful.

“He got rejected.” Jinyoung replies from the assignment he is doing. His hands are pressing the calculator and writing down the answer. On the top of the paper writes “Numerical Method”, which Prof Do gave us one day to solve and submit it tonight.

“Jackson? Rejected?” I ask in shock. “By who!? He confessed and you don’t even bother to tell me?”

Jinyoung’s concentration is still on the paper, calculating roundoff errors and extrapolation. “He didn’t tell us. Jaebum told me just now that he made a suicide mission to confess.” He replies nonchalantly.

“And that is really a suicide, considering his reaction.” I shake my head. “Why would anyone reject him? He’s loud.”

“More reasons for someone to reject him.”

“Someone like you.” I scoff, nudging him with my finger. Only person like Jinyoung would reject Jackson, considering how he always push Jackson away when he annoys him. Well I understand that he is not a fan of affection, but Jackson is adorable! Isn’t he?

“Well that’s a relief. Knowing I’m still straight.” He says without tearing his gaze from the question. I don’t mind his word as I go back to pity Jackson.

“What formula do we use to solve best approximation?” He asks.

“Central difference, D2.” My unconscious mind reply as I still bore my eyes on Jackson.

I am too busy staring that I didn’t realise Jinyoung is already stretching his arms to loosen his muscle. He stops to watch me staring and thinking.

Tap!

My eyes blink and shoot to Jinyoung. His fingers which just snapped me out pause in the air and he raise his eyebrow.

“You know that it’s not good to stare? Jackson can feel your laser eyes.”

“Can I hug him? I feel so sad for him.” I say. “Nothing hurts more than being rejected.” Jinyoung gives me a look that I should know that’s ridiculous.

“Okay maybe period pain.” I say. He is still giving me the look so I add another one. “Okay maybe giving birth.” His eyes narrows and I sighs.

“Okay. No I mean he needs comfort.”

“Go on. But don’t tell him that I told you” he says.

I nod, quickly standing up and make a bee line toward the frustrated Jackson. He is sitting 5 rows to the front, next to the desk. He looks so lost and confused and I feel really really sorry for him. So I tap him and sit next to him.

He look at me, eyes lost in direction.

“Jinyoung told me you got rejected.” I say with concerned tone.

“Oh for god sake!” Jinyoung shouts from the back.

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GYM 7

Character : Jinyoung x oc

Theme : Gym Trainer!Jinyoung

Words : 1419 words

As I see the signboard at the front door, my feet become so stoned and it did not want to move. With heavy steps, I follow my friend to push the door open with her exclaiming greetings.

“Welcome!” The receptionist chirps. He is extremely cheerful and seems not supposed to be here.

“We are here for a trial.” My friend says. It is actually not ‘we’. I was forced into this. I don’t even like exercising.

The only exercise I would like is eating. And sleeping.

“Oh yes you called in yesterday. I’m Youngjae. For as long you are here, you might want to use my first name with me. You are signing up for which course?” I leave the both of them to discuss about the trial program.

I’m not interested and I hope she would pick the shortest trial so I can get out of here as soon as possible.

Peeking into the training area, there are treadmills lining up at one side of the gym. On the short wall, there are various type of dumbbells and kettlebells, as well as weights and barbells neatly kept. Facing the transparent windows are the benches and all type of equipments that I never knew their name. I hope I could only need to use the treadmill.

The gym seems well equipped (not that I know if something is missing anyways). Music is constantly played on the speaker, not on high volume because it might irritate the customers. The sign 'GYM7’ are pasted everywhere in the gym, the interior design is so elegant and looks expensive.

Well, this gym is not that bad.

I am thrown forward as my friend locks her arm in mine, steadying herself.

“Are you finished with the contract to torture me?” She grins and nods. She is very excited, considering this is her new year resolution. To get to the gym at least once a week.

I bet her ass won’t last even two weeks.

“Ladies.” A man approaches us, dressed in all black gym clothes.

Wow. Sturdy chests. Handsome faces. Amazing body posture.

No wonder people keep on hitting the gym. Are all trainers hot or what?

“I’m Mark and this is Jinyoung.” Another trainer nods his head, also dressed in all black. What? Are they trainers or angels in black?

“Which one of you signed up for this course?” Mark asks. My friend who is now gaping, raises her hand while her eyes are still trained on Mark. Wow. Now I think she will last for a month here.

“Okay. Come with me.” Mark gestures her to follow him and like an obedient puppy, she follows his track.

I watch them walking away while I stand alone, lost.

“Come.” Jinyoung says. I jump because he goes for my arm and literally drag me to the other side of the gym where the area is much bigger and empty, lesser equipments.

“I didn’t sign up for this.” I says as he start to drag me across the room.

“The form says two people.”

“Yeah right of course she needs to add me too. Why am I here?” He laughs, taking in my frustration.

Reaching the other side of the room, he put off our things and walk straight to the center of the room again. “It’s going to be fun.”

“Uhmm. I just want you to know that I’m not a fan of exercising.” I wince at my words. They sounds like I’m really bad at exercising. Which is very well true.

“Really? Then it’s good for you to come to the gym.” He stops causing me to stop in my track too. “You know how to do warm up right?”

I nod.

“Then we’ll start with warming up.” He tilts his head and ready to count.

“Honestly, I don’t want to be here.” I say breathlessly. Jinyoung is quite tolerant with me. I’m okay with warming up and slow jogs. But all these stretching are killing me.

“Jinyoung!” I scream as he pushes my legs up to keep me cycling the air. I hate him for being so tolerable with me that I couldn’t bear to let him down.

He chuckles at my attempt to put down my legs and give up. “Come on princess. You can do 5 more.”

“Five!?” I groan. “You said I did 10 already!”

“Yes and each set has 15. Up!” He taps my leg to 90 degree and ask me to paddle again.

“Why are you torturing me like this?” I roll on the floor, trying to avoid Jinyoung. He laughs, pulling me towards him again.

“Nope. Come. Let’s try the kettlebells.

"Kettlebells!? I thought you said you won’t torture me!” I flap dramatically.

After a few set of torture (I call hell for this), Jinyoung finally let me roll around tiredly and step aside to give me time to recover my strength. But I’m already a rolling like a rag, cursing everything.

“I hate you.” Jinyoung chuckles as he throws me a clean towel and rolls my water bottle to me.

“I think I’ve heard you said that like 15 times already.”

“And that is coming from our first session. Imagine if I meet you every week.” I suck my breath and drink my water.

Jinyoung gets up, heading towards the kettlebells. I groan as soon as I saw him approaching them.

“If you say I need to do one more set, I’ll kill you with those kettlebells.”

He laughs (honestly, he have been laughing straight since our warming up). “No thanks. I want to live. This is mine. I’ll let you rest for a while.”

He picks up a kettlebell, opens his leg wide into squat position and starts lifting the kettlebell in sumo squat position.

My eyes follow his movement and surprisingly, he is very calm and controlled. Unlike me, he actually focus at one point, and lift the kettlebell up without any noise, except his grunts.

Right after the kettlebells, he goes for the dumbbells and honestly, he knows he’s hot. My eyes are glued to his muscles contracting each time he lifts the dumbbells and I know he knows I’m watching him.

By the time he finished, I unconsciously gives him the towel I’ve been using and my own water bottle. He accepts them and starts wiping his own sweat and chug down the plain water.

I watch his Adam apple bobs as he drinks, something weirdly satisfying to see him all breathless after exercising. Maybe it’s just my imagination. He is hot after all.

“Are you inspired yet?” He asks.

I blink a few times, not getting his point. When he raises his eyebrows, I gasp loudly.

“You did that to inspire me!?”

He makes a face as if to say 'obviously’. For a split second, I laugh.

I shake my head and laugh at his attempt to inspire me.

“Why are you trying to get me inspired?” I asks. He doesn’t need to do anything. I’m all ready to cling to him on our next session.

“I guess when I heard you said you hate me over 16 times, it gets me feeling sad that you might not come over again.” He rubs his neck shyly.

“Why would I?”

“Because you hate gym?” He says hesitantly.

I did tell during our stretching how I hate gym, how gym and I would never be compatible and how gym would be my least favourite place.

“Jinyoung..” I shake my head, still stiffling my laugh. “I do hate gym–”

“Hey are you done?” My friend pops up from the glass door, asking me if we can go home now.

I turn to Jinyoung, his face is full of question because I have not finished my sentence yet.

“Let’s go.” She chirps, leaving the door.

Her interruption has left us silent, I forgot what I was saying and Jinyoung did not bother to ask me more. He got even more silent when he stand up and collect our things, heading out of the room.

Jinyoung leads us, leaving the room. As we reach the door where we both will have different path, I whisper quietly but loud enough for him to hear.

“I think I might like gym because of my trainer now.” I can see his smile, his eyes twinkling and shining when he turns to me.

“See you next week, princess.”

I never thought I would be hitting the gym for the second time. I think I should start being fit now.

A/N

Never thought I could write this long in Tumblr. And yet Tumblr has some weird setting I don’t know why.

Anyways, @prettywordsyouleft help me commenting about this?

[jjpmoans]

Snowy Day | pups7

Word counts : 843 words

A/N : Just a fluffy wolf pup au for you guys.

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Thud.

Once.

Giggles and screams are everywhere and the vivid sound of the little pups are testing his limits.

Thud.

Twice.

Jaebeom turns around, irritated that his head was hit by something he can't define. Just as he turns, white covers his vision, then black, Jackson's giggles echoes in his ears.

How dare him-

"Mom!" He yells, irritated by the younger brother. It's another day of when snow decides to rain heavily and Mom gives them permission to play around with snow. All seven pups are out, playing with the snow as they can't do this frequent. Usually mom will gather them inside with hot chocolate and gingerbread cookies and read them wolf stories.

So today when they can play and run all over the place, Jaebeom decides that he can use this time to sit under his favourite tree and read his favourite nursery book. However Jackson has been hitting his back a few times now and he is really irritated. Jackson has no boundaries sometimes and thinks its funny to do that.

He turns to see Mark sitting on bench, ignoring Jackson's playful gestures which is now attacking Yugyeom and Bambam with snow balls. The little pups, though being smacked on the face a few times, still stand and laugh after countless trials of avoiding Jackson's hit.

"What's wrong Jaebeommie?" Their mom coos as the said boy comes closer, halting her motion to feed Youngjae some hot soup. "Why don't you play with Seunnie?"

Loud, irritated sigh escapes Jaebeom's lip, pouting as he takes a sit next to the smaller brother. "Seunnie is irritating. He keeps throwing the snow balls to my head!"

Youngjae, turning to him at the word ball, eyes lighting in awe. "Snow ball? Where is the ball!?" Youngjae likes balls. He likes something sphere in general, including the knitting threads and Jinyoung's cheeks. Which is why Jinyoung doesn't like being close to Youngjae, the pup will raise his chubby hands to pinch Jinyoung's cheeks. His tiny paws love patting spherical things hence imagine how irritated Jinyoung is.

"Jackson is playing with them." He saves the harsh tone under his breath, instead placing them with a sweet voice which he will only use with Youngjae. And Jinyoung.

Only two of them.

"Jackson hyung?" He lights up, quickly standing and look at their mom in hope. Mom laughs, nodding her head. "Thank you mommie!"

Youngjae runs or toddles with his tail wagging behind him towards Jackson, screaming all the way and fall flat on the snowy ground. Jaebeom's heart stops, watching his little brother struggling to stand up, short legs pushing the thick snow so he stand properly. Luckily Jackson is there to help, making Youngjae stand and wipes off the snow on his legs.

Relieved, he turns to his Mom, questioning. "Where's Jinyoungie?"

As if his Mom just remembers something, she snaps her fingers, asking Jaebeom to come closer. Curious, he keeps an wary eye on mom, terrified if Jinyoungie suddenly appears behind her.

"Jinyoungie told me to ask you to find him. He said he will be at the place where you likes the most."

Jaebeom staggers backward, too excited at Mom's little whisper. "Really!? Jinyoungie is at the cottage?"

Their mom nods, smiling even when her six years old pup grins, cresent forming from his eyes.

"Can i go to the cottage mom?" Hopeful, Jaebeom asks for permission first though he knows Jinyoung is already there.

"Go on. But bring Jinyoungie back with you too okay?"

Smiling in triumph, Jaebeom walks away, hurrying his little steps towards the cottage. His ears on top of his head is covered with some snow however he doesn't mind that, only excited with the thought of him going to the cottage.

The cottage is where their father will only bring Jaebeom and Jinyoung inside, because their father said both of them enjoys reading the most. So the cottage was built for books keeping hence they love visiting the cottage. Usually mom won't let them go without supervision but this has been the second time they are let in without their parents.

He reaches the cottage, knocking thrice before calling out the younger's name.

"Jinyoungie?" His ears perks at any distinct sound, trying to listen to any breathing from inside. Sometimes Jinyoung can be so focused, his wolf hearing will not even useful.

"Come in hyung!" His tail wags at the reply, excitedness envelop his whole tiny body.

Jaebeom wishes that it is snowy everyday. That day he can spent his time in the cottage where he can read all of the books with Jinyoungie. He feels contented and happy, that by the time he opens his third nursery book, he finds Jinyoung sliding down the floor, snuggling against Jaebeom's lap for comfort.

"Jinyoungie?"

"Mm' sleepy Jaebeommie." Jaebeom smiles, patting Jinyoung's ears to lull him to sleep. Jinyoung is like that, he likes when Jaebeom strokes his hair and scratch his ears. He will purs happily and sleep soundly.

Maybe, the day hasn't been so bad like what Jaebeom has expected.

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[bearseokie]

Attentive (M) | pjy

→ requested by: anon

→ pairing: nerdy! got7 jinyoung x majorette! reader

→ genre: romance, smut, mature

→ warnings: sexual content, sort of stalkerish? but not really, graphic sexual details, fingering, no protection, multiple orgasms, all-in-all dirty

→ words: 1.6k

→ summary: Biochemist major Jinyoung has eyes for you during a parade through campus, and a later encounter causes rushed feelings to emerge.

gif isn’t mine, credit to the owner.

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kiss it better | three

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, brother’s best friend au (sort of)

warnings: age gap (nine years), cursing, explicit sex, slow burn

summary: you were off limits for more reasons than mark could count. but everything changed for him the day you walked into his tattoo shop with those big innocent eyes and a laugh like his favorite song. he couldn’t. he wouldn’t. and yet…

a/n: hi everyone! thank you for being so patient with me for this chapter! if you follow me i’ve mentioned a few times that i’m struggling with writer’s block these days, but i’m pushing through it. i hope you guys like this chapter and if you have any questions or feelings pls don’t hesitate to let me know! 

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In his thirty years and some odd months of life, Mark had learned one unquestionable thing about himself.

He liked to be alone - in all senses of the word. 

In his experience, nothing good could come from allowing anyone past your emotional walls. If he was alone, he was safe. No one could hurt him without his permission. But he’d be lying if he said that having you around wasn’t like a sliver of sunshine peeking over those walls he’d built brick by brick. 

Milo loved you, and another thing he’d learned in all of his wise years was that if his dog liked you, then you were alright. The moment you walked through the door that first morning, Milo had been at your heels, sniffing and licking your shins affectionately. So, one point in your favor.

Mark slept in most mornings since he wasn’t needed at the shop until eleven, so by the time he woke up you’d been up for hours. You took it upon yourself to clean, organize, and revive the dullness of Mark’s apartment. Another point for you. 

You spent most evenings at the dingy diner you worked at until nearly midnight. When you came home, Mark’s usual spot was on the couch, with Milo on his chest and a de-stressing round of Overwatch on the TV. 

For the first few nights, you all but scurried past him to the bedroom to quickly change for bed and then he didn’t see you at all for the rest of the night. He could tell you were doing everything you could to practically be invisible - so different from the fiery girl that had rolled her eyes at him and called him an old man. 

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kiss it better | two

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, brother’s best friend au (sort of)

warnings: age gap (nine years), cursing, explicit sex, slow burn

summary: you were off limits for more reasons than mark could count. but everything changed for him the day you walked into his tattoo shop with those big innocent eyes and a laugh like his favorite song. he couldn’t. he wouldn’t. and yet…

a/n: hi babies, how are we all doing? life is weird right now. i hope you’re all staying healthy and sane. please take care of yourselves! regarding the chapter, thank you guys for reading the prologue and chapter one! i know it’s a more subtle and slow burn than the pact was, but TRUST ME it will allll be worth it in the end. oh, and i wanted to point out: if you were confused by chapter one, make sure you go read the prologue first! i had titled it “preview” before but honestly, it’s important that you read it before diving into the story. 

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“No way! I loved that show. I was so sad when it ended,” you said, fingers ripping apart a second slice of pizza for yourself.

Mark grimaced, shaking his head. “Agh, no. The special effects were laughable.”

“Oh, so you’re one of those people?”

His deep brown eyes narrowed at you from across the restaurant booth. “What kind of people?”

You licked your lips and shrugged your shoulders. “You know… a snob.” You fought a smile.

Shaking his head at you, Mark chuckled, a low gravelly tone. “No, no. I just can’t do it. When I was in school, I wanted to work on special effects. I know it’s hard work, but I think that’s why I hate seeing people do such a half assed job.” 

You raised a brow. “You wanted to do special effects?” 

“Mm,” Mark replied, chewing his slice of supreme veggie pizza. “Played a lot of video games… still do, but you know, it was all I did back then. I wanted to be in the business so bad, so I thought about it. It turned me onto graphic design, which turned me onto art, which brought me here.” 

You’d been at this pizza shop for nearly an hour and you hadn’t stopped talking since. It was so incredibly easy to talk to Mark, and you weren’t sure if it was because in some way, he reminded you of home. But in an unexpected way that didn’t make you sick to your stomach.

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[hotpinkhoshi]

kiss it better | one

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, brother’s best friend au (sort of)

warnings: age gap (nine years), cursing, explicit sex, slow burn

summary: you were off limits for more reasons than mark could count. but everything changed for him the day you walked into his tattoo shop with those big innocent eyes and a laugh like his favorite song. he couldn’t. he wouldn’t. and yet…

*a/n*: hiiiiii! so here we go. i don’t have much to say except that you’ll probably notice this chapter is a bit shorter than they usually are for my fics. with this story, chapters may or may not be shorter in length. this is just easier on me, and helps me to keep a regular posting schedule. now, i’m not going to say i won’t post longer chapters, but i just wanted to get it out there. i have a tentative posting schedule in mind, which i’ll make a post about later, but i’d say you can probably expect a new chapter every two weeks. 

also, just want to say- i hope everyone is staying safe and healthy right now. stay home, wash your hands, avoid contact with your face, and if you have to order food tip your delivery drivers a lil extra! and to those that don’t get to stay home and still have to work, i’m right there with you. we’ll get through this and all we can do is take it day by day ❤️

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make sure you read the prologue first! 

Today had started just like any other day. Mark got up and went about his morning, brushing his teeth, eating his breakfast, and taking his usual ten minutes to sketch the ideas in his brain before heading off to work. 

It’d been slow, but Mark wasn’t worried. There were enough appointments on Saturday and Sunday to make up for a slow Friday. The temperature had reached an uncomfortable high, so he’d dressed himself in a black muscle tee to offer some relief from the sticky air. 

The early afternoon went smoothly. Mark took the opportunity to work on some new designs and do some organizing in his tattoo room, while the other guys opted to sit around showing each other funny videos on their phones. 

By the time lunch rolled around, he decided to sit outside with his iced coffee, scrolling through social media on his phone while relaxing in the shade of the awning. He glanced up mindlessly, his eyes drawn to a figure standing across the street. 

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[hotpinkhoshi]

kiss it better | prologue

pairing: mark tuan x reader

genre: angst, smut, brother’s best friend au (sort of)

warnings: age gap (nine years), cursing, explicit sex, slow burn

summary: you were off limits for more reasons than mark could count. but everything changed for him the day you walked into his tattoo shop with those big innocent eyes and a laugh like his favorite song. he couldn’t. he wouldn’t. and yet…

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Your favorite thing about living on your own, hands down, was having the freedom to eat ice cream whenever you pleased. 

It had been a hot summer in Seoul, hot enough that you couldn’t remember the last time you’d gone out without being painfully aware of the sweat on the back of your neck and the space where your thighs touched each other.

Today was hotter than yesterday had been. Sticky and humid, like it needed to rain. You’d gone out with your new friend, Yiren, to shop for some new records. Well, she shopped for records—you bought a cheap ice cream bar from the convenience store around the corner. 

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Merak | Part III

A/N: Yes, it took me ages to update this story. I don’t feel as excited or connected to it as I was when I first started writing it. (I’ve been feeling weird about writing in general, to be honest). I said on my first post that I was going to just write and see where it would go. Now I know how I want it to end so things will go towards that direction. So, there won’t be that many chapters left after this one.

I appreciate everyone who has been reading this series or any of my other scenarios. I really do. Maybe I should be more vocal about it.

I hope you’ll like this and the next chapters.

(again, not edited. Might do it later)

A.

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[itsallabigmess]

Merak | Part II

A/N: Yes, this story was supposed to be mainly smut - ‘cause my mutuals are all perverts! - But I don’t think I can’t keep it that way so I’ll slowly start to explore the characters as the story unfolds.

But, as I learned from @jinyoungmoans, everything leads to smut.

Also, this part features Jackson!

I’m adding the link for Part I on the notes, but you can also find it on my masterlist.

I hope you guys enjoy it. Please let me know your thoughts.

(p.s.: I’m posting it without revising - might do it later.)

A.

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[itsallabigmess]

Merak | Part I

A/N: This scenario is dedicated to @jinyoungmoans, @ahgase55g7 and @peachyparkjinyoung. You ladies know why.

So, this Friends with Benefits scenario is a continuation of a drabble that I wrote some time ago. I tried to write it in a way you don’t need to read the drabble to understand what’s going on but if you wanna check it anyway I’ll put the link on the notes.

I didn’t really plan the story, so I’m not sure how many chapters it will have. I’m just gonna write and see where it leads to. I’ll try to add a new chapter every week, though.

Hope you guys like it.

A.

(P.S.: Touch is my favorite JUS2 song, and I think you should know that.)

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[itsallabigmess]

Love sick

Anon requested: I was wondering if I could request a story for jinyoung to be a yandere and kidnap the main character and stuff

A/N: Not gonna lie, I’m not a big fan of yandere personalities, so I tried to keep things as light as possible. Plus, I’ve been going through some stuff right now so I didn’t really try to make it good. But I don’t think it turned out that bad either. I’m not even gonna pretend that I revised it, so, my apologies for the many mistakes you’ll find. Most importantly, thank you very much if you took your time to read this or any of my other fics. 

A.

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[wangtuanian]

mark tuan + saving you from a terrible date

1.2k

You saw Mark before he knew you did.

Dressed neatly in a dark blazer and an airy light shirt underneath, Mark’s neatly styled hair was hard to miss amongst the slowly receding crowd. The sun had set not too long ago and the colour was fading from the sky. There was something inviting about the night sky – something comforting. Much like the cheeky but familiar grin that shaped Mark’s lips upon catching your gaze.

“So the officer says-“

Your date was a coroner. There was nothing wrong with being a coroner, of course, a respectable job with a steady income – not necessarily what you would first think of when your friends tell you they set you up on a date with a doctor, but he was a doctor nonetheless. A coroner. A man who worked with dead bodies and apparently, his sense of humour and general social etiquette had died alongside.

That was what the problem was. Within the few hours you had spent with him, you had gotten even fewer words in. He had told you story after story of his escapades with the police department – which weren’t as much escapades as they were disagreements and petty fights over paperwork – and not paused for a second to catch his breath or your name.

Simply put, the man had no interest in you as a woman – nor as a person, it seemed. And as much as you wanted to keep your interest in him – if only for the sake of your mutual friends who had been so excited to set you up on this date – it was a hopeless case.

The date was a horrible date. The beautiful day had become dull and boring – solely because of the dull and boring man by your side.

That was, of course, until you saw Mark.

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cherry lip balm — kyg

⤷ going out with a guy more experienced than you made you feel a bit insecure, so you go to your roommate yugyeom for advice. but rather than advice you got a little something more; the sweet taste of cherry lip balm…

pairing: yugyeom x reader

genre: fluff

type: roommate!au

warnings: none

word count: 2.1k

a/n: I literally haven’t been able to get my brain to shut up about Yugyeom’s lips for the past idk how many days, & I blame @jaehours​ for it. she painted this scenario in my head & I needed to write it out or else I was going to explode. thank you for the inspiration my love! 

You could barely contain yourself as you called your roommate, putting the phone on speaker and placing the phone on your car dashboard. It rang two times before you heard rustling on the other end.

“Hello?” you heard Yugyeom’s voice ring through the phone. His voice was rough like he’d just woken up from a nap.

“I was just calling you let you know I’m on the way back home. Do you have company?” you asked, trying to contain your excitement as you held your eyes on the road ahead of you.

“No, she left a while ago. And I thought you were hanging out with that dude from your psychology class, what happened?” Yugyeom sounded much more alert as he thought something was wrong. It made you giggle. He had always been a worrier, always caring for you, making sure you were okay. You guys might be roommates but he was also like a best friend to you.  

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im jaebeom takes you on a blind date

1.2k

Blind dates were not for everyone, and they were certainly not for you. A million horror stories of blind dates gone terribly wrong had made you especially wary of going on blind dates.

Besides, dating was not something mundane to you – you could not simply go out with a stranger and hope to give them your heart. You needed to know your date, you needed to be friends first, you needed to feel comfortable and happy in a date.

Im Jaebeom did not make you feel comfortable.

It wasn’t even the bored look he wore on his face when you were talking, or the mildly standoffish remarks he made about the service at the restaurant (which was actually pretty decent but apparently not to the standard of the almighty Jaebeom evidently). Nor was it because he kept constantly looking at the way too expensive watch on his wrist or that he kept rushing through the courses.

It was the way that he looked at you.

The way he seemed to look through you, as is if you were a ghost, or decorative glass. You wondered why you had decided to dress up even, if he was going to keep staring through you.

But that rabbit hole would lead you to why you had agreed to the date in the first place.

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In Between Shelves

A/N: This was supposed to be a night hour drabble, but as always, Jinyoung took over my mind. It’s still short, though. And as expected from me, filled with fluffy cliches.

I’ve been stuck lately. “My stories are not good enough” mood shifted to “I don’t like writing any more” and that’s why I haven’t been posting more often. I’m working on that. And I really appreciate everyone who still sticks around this messy blog and waits for my posts. I hope things will get better soon. And I hope you guys like this one.

A.

(poorly revised)

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