[llunepoett]

when the sun goes down and my shadow will leave my side,

I will be alone in the dark just like a blind;

would you not calm my mind?

when the mud goes thick and the path goes hard,

when my legs will swell and I will fall apart

I will look for your hand, I will wait for your sound;

would you not calm my mind?

[llunepoett]

    𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Huening Kai × reader

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 274

The very first autumn days. The days only begin to grow shorter, the nights colder. The leaves only start to turn warmer shades little by little. It’s still summer in the air, only a pinch of a colder season. It’s summer, but a step ahead. Autumn with one leg behind. 

The sun is warm and bright, but so are the leaves. The sky is blue. The day is warm. It still feels so, so nice. It’s September. Another season, another beginning. You walk home with Kai, necks arching to take in all the beauty of the day: colorful tree crowns, the sky, the clouds…Everything looks so unbelievably beautiful, especially after a long day stuck within four walls. Lungs take all fresh air and happiness in, exhaling only stress and tiredness. Minds relax, opening up for the remaining part of the day ahead. You still have quite a few hours before the sun sets. It’s still something to be looking forward to. You know you surely are.

“Ka-a-i, do you still want that coffee? Or we could study first…”

“Kai?..”

You glance around, only to see him picking up the leaves. Well, the sight barely registers before he’s throwing everything your way and giggling like a fool.

“Hey, what are you…”

A couple seconds in, and you both are in the game, laughing, picking, throwing and scaring away the passers-by. 

“Are we still getting that coffee? I’m hungry, you know…”

“Whatever you wish for, my lady”, offers you another bouquet of leaves — all gallantry — snickers five seconds later when they end up in his face.

“Do you want a latte or a raf, beautiful?”

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⠀ ⠀Ƹ𐤠ⱤȴƳ 𐒄ΘⱤƝƖƝƓⳜ, ƁƸⱤⱤƖƸⳜ 𐤠ƝƊ ƊⱤƸ𐤠𐒄Ⳝ

𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: ??? Beomgyu × maid! oc

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖘: 0.8 k

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊: It's been ages since I last wrote and posted anything on here, but I really do hope you enjoy this short work!

The work does not exactly portray a vividly described setting, but you could count it as a somewhat victorian / 19th century au.

It hasn’t been long since the sun came up in the sky, aiming higher and higher with each passing minute. Everything bathed and basked in its rays. The sun hugged each and every little sparrow and ant, and they eagerly returned the embrace. The sky, oh how beautiful it was! Blue, blue, and blue — without any hint of a cloud, of white or grey. Flowers, and birds, and animals — everyone and everything seemed to sing and cheer on that wonderful morning. Grass stood tall, birds chirped high, squirrels squealed with all their might. The day would once again come and bring with it the tiredness and laziness of an unbearably hot, sultry summer day, but the morning’s wind was still cool and pleasant, carrying a breath of night in it.

A young lad wandered through the woods, and none of its dwellers were afraid of him. They knew him well, and he knew them. He fed the birds and squirrels, and all seemed to be his greatest friends. Or, perhaps, he was a friend to all — to big and small, to weak and strong. Little dwellers knew nothing of his past, nor of what their big friend would do before he came and after he left their one big home — the woods. 

Certainly, the lad must have left them at some time of the day, for he did not look like he belonged to the woods, even if he did in soul. Always freshly dressed, a shirt so white and trousers so black they almost shined with cleanliness. No, the woods certainly weren’t his home. At least, not his first home.

The woods knew how to hold their secrets and would never try to pry out someone else’s. They’d never ask, and if one were to ever open an ounce of their soul, the secret would be carefully and neatly buried under its thick mosses, thick trunks would ensure no outside ears would listen on. 

He always came with the very first sunrays, before anyone in the entire kingdom was on their feet. So unlike the stranger, the young lass, a maid to an old lady, was never one to rise at dawn and begin her work so early with a genuine smile. However, her mistress had none of it and always expected her maid to rise with the sun and work until deep twilight.

That morning, the girl was sent to the woods to pick up fresh berries; “I expect you to be back before lunch, young miss”, her mistress said. Of course, how would they survive a meal without her?

But lunch and noon felt so far away as she slowly wandered through the woods. She’d pick a berry and eat two, then take a moment to rest and resume the cycle. The maid had nothing in her stomach since yesterday’s night and the berries were so sweet, she hardly noticed as those from the basket lessened and lessened.

Her hand moved — oh! — to only find an empty bottom. With a sigh and a few more berries in her mouth, she once again tried to put berries in the basket, avoiding her stomach. Once the basket was full at last, the maid ate a few berries that remained on the bush and rose up to look for a new one.

The girl wandered and wandered, but if the first bush was quick to find, another wouldn’t fall within her eyesight at all. She still had an empty basket that had to be filled. The more time passed in futile searching, the higher the sun rised in the sky. The once fresh morning air was no longer fresh nor cool, the last bits of energy drained out of the maid’s body. She felt sluggish and drowsy and wanted nothing more than to hide away from the scorching sun. And she found her haven under tall oaks and their broad crowds. Noon was still so far away, she will only rest a few minutes and…

That was the girl’s last line of thought before she fell into slumber. Her rest was peaceful and untroubled, the oaks created cool shadows, making the sleep under them only more comfortable and deep.

Certainly it was not only a few minutes that passed when the maid was suddenly pulled out of her slumbler. Eyes struggling to open, she looked through tiny slits between her eyelashes. Another pair of curious eyes watching her, brown locks…The vision vanished sooner than the girl could fully open her eyes.

She sat up in utter confusion. Was it just a dream she couldn’t quite recall now, or was it reality? The second basket, filled with juicy berries of all colours to the brim, however, did not leave much doubt that it was the latter…

[llunepoett]

OT5

Their ways to celebrate your birthday

-> headcanons!

A day by the beach with them

-> headcanons!

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Soobin

Always by your side

-> angst; platonic/romantic

A lovely café date

-> fluff; romantic

New books and new acquaintances

-> fluff, crack

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Taehyun

11:45 pm

-> fluff; romantic

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Yeonjun

A walk into the summer

-> fluff; platonic

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Beomgyu

Your lovely guitarist

-> series; on hiatus!

Your muse

-> fluff; romantic

Goodbye, but never farewell

-> a pinch of angst, but mostly fluff; romantic

Early mornings, berries and dreams

-> drabble, mystery

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Huening Kai

A sweet weekend

-> fluff; romantic

Artist! Huening Kai

-> headcanons

Little things

-> fluff, romantic

I know we're friends, but do you 'like' me too?

-> fluff, crack; romantic

Meant to be together

-> angst with a happy ending; romantic

Bad day gone well

-> fluff; platonic

First autumn days, and leaves

-> fluff; a bit cheesy and flirty

[llunepoett]

𝟏𝟏:𝟒𝟓 ᑭᗰ

Pairing: Taehyun × Reader

Genre: fluff, romance

Word count: 0.46 k

You never had been the one to call in the middle of the night unless it was something urgent. So what happened now? You were calling him a few minutes before midnight.

Taehyun was already getting ready for bed, putting his phone away for the night when, suddenly, he saw your number on the screen. “Has something happened?” was the first thought to form in his half-falling asleep brain. You had never called him so late before. 

Taehyun picked up the call, waiting for nothing but the worst to follow. But you didn't sound like you were in distress at all. Your excited, almost bubbling tone of voice held no negative emotions, quite on the contrary. 

“Tyun, Tyun, look out the window”, you breathed out quietly, careful to not wake up your parents. 

“Why? Did something happen?” Taehyun muttered back, being beyond confused by your call and behavior, but walked to the window, opening the curtains that had already been drawn for the night.

“Do you see it? Do you see it?” Your voice came out shaky from how overwhelmed - in a good way - you were feeling. “The moon is so pretty.” You sighed, looking up at it for what seemed like the hundredth time this night.

The moon was perfectly full, yellowshly bright and blindingly beautiful in its grace.

“It really is”, a short pause stretched out as you both seemed to be too invested in admiring the moon. Well, you were, for sure, while Taehyun was admiring your excited and happy self, the thought that you called him out of all people to simply say how pretty is the moon making him treasure the moment only more. Some time passed and the moon got covered by a small cloud, and then Taehyun broke the silence.

“But your beauty could equal the moon's! And, on top of that, it doesn’t go anywhere when the day comes. You're absolutely beautiful all day and year round! You shine on the gloomiest of days, yet you never fade on the brightest ones, too. You're adorable in the white winter snow, lovely in the redness of autumn falling leaves, pretty in the blooming spring and, oh, so charming on the carefree summer days!”

He really thought so highly of you and these words which, you knew, were spoken with utmost honesty and sincerity, and, most importantly, love, warmed you up with its gentleness. In the lowest and worst of days, you would surely recall this conversation, lighting up from it. But, at the moment, it was making you feel too giddy and even giggly. 

“Thank you, Tyun”, you whispered, “for being by my side and simply for being you. I really, really do appreciate you…and this beautiful night, too.”

[llunepoett]

ᑎEᗯ ᗷOOKS ᗩᑎᗪ ᑎEᗯ ᗩᑕᑫᑌᗩIᑎTᗩᑎᑕES

Pairing: Librarian! Soobin × Bookworm! Reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: this has been dusting in my drafts for months, but I finally got to finish it! Hopefully the effort was worth it. 🥹

You, quite literally, never seemed to get your nose out of a book. No matter what you would be doing, a book was an essential. Eating, traveling somewhere, waiting for the next class - you always had a book in hand. Even if you were not reading at the moment, you for sure would still carry a book or two in your bag.

Books were your bread and water, your oxygen and sun. You wouldn’t lie if you said they were almost everything to you. Having developed a liking to fairytales in your childhood, it turned into something much, much greater as years passed. The little feeling of contentment you would feel when your mother read to you at a younger age turned into joy and excitement of seeking knowledge and getting to learn about worlds, lives and situations you never got to experience yourself.

Fairytales got replaced with books of a more serious nature, soon you replaced your mother in reading to you and read on your own. However, the thrill you felt while gulping a page after page didn’t go anywhere. If possible, it got only stronger. 

Reading was your favorite pastime and it wouldn’t be so difficult to guess what your favorite place to spend your time was, besides your room, of course.

That’s right - the library, the home of so many books. And, in a way, yours, too. It was like your second home. You could spend hours there, taking in the numerous beautiful covers that looked at you from all the bookshelves. Well, this is just what you usually would do: waking up early on the weekends just to go visit the local, oh so dear to you, library.

Having spent so many hours there, you were sure you have taken a look at every book and have talked to every librarian there. Or, so you thought. 

It was such a beautiful summer morning, beautiful and peaceful. The heat hadn’t reached its peak, the city hadn’t fully woken up yet, only the rare birds would chirp here and there. Just like the birds, you, too, were up at this early hour. You just finished your book yesterday night and couldn’t wait to read the continuation. But, for that, you had to wait until the library would open and you could finally take the needed copy. Anticipating the moment with every fiber of your body, you sat on the bed, dreaming of all the possible ways the story could take a turn to, while also not forgetting to glance at the clock every now and then. Of course you started preparing earlier than you should, taking an earlier bus as well: the excitement was running through your veins, replacing its natural content, no less.

A solid 10 minutes earlier than the most punctual librarian would open the door for visitors you stood at the entrance. Your feet tapped a beat only known to them, the book getting traveled from one of your hands to the other in a rather impatient manner. It felt like eternity passed when you finally heard the door being opened from the inside. You immediately turned to the direction of the noise, unwilling to lose even a second. Another moment passed and the door was finally open widely, welcoming the early visitor.

But, to your surprise, it wasn’t the usual librarian that greeted you, but a completely new and unfamiliar face. 

“Uh, good morning”, you muttered, looking up at the stranger, as if both perplexed and curious to see a new face.

The smile on the guy’s face grew wider, although he clearly was a bit nervous: it was his first work day here, or in a library at all, for that matter.

“Good morning, good morning!” He stepped aside, letting you enter the building.

In a moment, the curiosity towards a new face was long gone and forgotten as you laid your eyes on the needed cover, the second part of the book you’ve been longing to read. With a swift gesture, the book traveled into your hands, as you looked at it fondly, lovingly almost.

Your expression hadn’t gone unnoticed by the new librarian: he was taking quick curious glances at you every now and then, you were his first visitor, the first person he had to assist as a librarian. But, even so, his eyes sparkled almost as brightly as yours once he read the title on the cover. It was the name of his favourite series, too. In a few seconds, he walked closer to you, almost overwhelmed with excitement.

“Hey, I see you’ve read the first book, am I right? Did you like it?” The tone of his voice carried a hint of warning of a possible trouble: him exploding from his excitement. But how else could one feel when he, after months if not years, have finally found a fellow series reader?

“Yes, yes, I have!” You turned to him, your smile telling a similar story, "and I absolutely loved it!!"

The next thing you knew, you two started bombarding each other with questions regarding the series and other books of the author. Your enthusiasm was contagious, but no less was his. You kept on interrupting each other, speaking like you could never get tired. Surely, you could spend hours just talking about the thing you both loved - books.

You haven’t met many people who shared such a great amount of love towards reading, so you were more than happy to come across such a person. Your lively conversation went on and on, not seeming to be coming to an end at all. You talked and talked, trying to express all of the thoughts and emotions that got to be buried deep inside your brains for so, so long. Once you two finally shared everything you wanted about the book, your chatter quite abruptly came to a halt.

“Oh, I’m Soobin, by the way”, the librarian smiled with a hint of awkwardness, just now realizing he never introduced himself.

“It's so nice to meet someone who’s just as passionate about the series as I am”, your enthusiasm was over the roof, making you too occupied to notice the sudden feeling of awkwardness or to even remember to introduce yourself back. In your defense, Soobin hadn’t noticed he never got your name either.

“Wait, do you know N.N. too?” You suddenly hit Soobin with another question, remembering your second favorite author.

“Yes, yes, I do!” The awkwardness swiped off the guy's face once the conversation was once again turned to the topic he was so passionate about.

After rambling and rambling without seeming to ever stop or even take a breath, you finally shared everything you wanted - for the moment, at least - and, seemingly, Soobin didn’t have much to say as well.

“It's so nice knowing we share the same interest and even favor similar authors”, you sighed contently, “wait, we just have to get to know each other better.”

“Oh, you think so?” Soobin’s more shy and quiet nature immediately showed up once his favorite topic was taken away from him, “honestly, I’d love to, but I’ve been really busy lately, trying to balance my studies and work, and it doesn’t leave much time for anything else, you know,” his sigh was equivalent to how every student who ever had to take up both fields at once has felt.

“Hm”, you hummed, quickly coming up with a solution, “I don’t have much work on me currently, I could visit the library even daily!” You were so happy to finally find an eager book lover that you were forgetting you were talking to an almost absolute stranger. “If that’s okay with you, of course,” you quickly added.

A wide smile appeared on Soobin's face in an instant after your suggestion. “Of course, of course, I’d be so happy if you would! I doubt I’ll have much work during these first days, so it would be really nice of you if you’d come around.”

“Then I’ll surely come tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, too!”, your smile reached all the way from one ear to the other, “and I’ll definitely bring you a list of my most favorite books!”

“I will as well, then, and I’d definitely be looking forward to tomorrow!”

As you walked out of the library that day, the sun was shining so brightly and the birds were singing even more cheerfully than in the morning, nature seemed to be just as happy as you were. You were so excited about your future conversations, it felt like you've found a perfect, if not soul mate, then a book mate, for sure.

You carried the copy in hand, anticipating tomorrow. But, at the moment, your focus was slowly shifting towards the book. To read it, as always, turned into the main goal of the day. Overnight, preferably.

Meanwhile, among Soobin's daydreams, the realization that he still didn’t know your name crept and grew stronger. Well, he surely would ask you tomorrow. Unless the excitement lets it slip his mind once again, that is.

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ᑎEᗯ ᗷOOKS ᗩᑎᗪ ᑎEᗯ ᗩᑕᑫᑌᗩIᑎTᗩᑎᑕES

Pairing: Librarian! Soobin × Bookworm! Reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1.5k

A/N: this has been dusting in my drafts for months, but I finally got to finish it! Hopefully the effort was worth it. 🥹

You, quite literally, never seemed to get your nose out of a book. No matter what you would be doing, a book was an essential. Eating, traveling somewhere, waiting for the next class - you always had a book in hand. Even if you were not reading at the moment, you for sure would still carry a book or two in your bag.

Books were your bread and water, your oxygen and sun. You wouldn’t lie if you said they were almost everything to you. Having developed a liking to fairytales in your childhood, it turned into something much, much greater as years passed. The little feeling of contentment you would feel when your mother read to you at a younger age turned into joy and excitement of seeking knowledge and getting to learn about worlds, lives and situations you never got to experience yourself.

Fairytales got replaced with books of a more serious nature, soon you replaced your mother in reading to you and read on your own. However, the thrill you felt while gulping a page after page didn’t go anywhere. If possible, it got only stronger. 

Reading was your favorite pastime and it wouldn’t be so difficult to guess what your favorite place to spend your time was, besides your room, of course.

That’s right - the library, the home of so many books. And, in a way, yours, too. It was like your second home. You could spend hours there, taking in the numerous beautiful covers that looked at you from all the bookshelves. Well, this is just what you usually would do: waking up early on the weekends just to go visit the local, oh so dear to you, library.

Having spent so many hours there, you were sure you have taken a look at every book and have talked to every librarian there. Or, so you thought. 

It was such a beautiful summer morning, beautiful and peaceful. The heat hadn’t reached its peak, the city hadn’t fully woken up yet, only the rare birds would chirp here and there. Just like the birds, you, too, were up at this early hour. You just finished your book yesterday night and couldn’t wait to read the continuation. But, for that, you had to wait until the library would open and you could finally take the needed copy. Anticipating the moment with every fiber of your body, you sat on the bed, dreaming of all the possible ways the story could take a turn to, while also not forgetting to glance at the clock every now and then. Of course you started preparing earlier than you should, taking an earlier bus as well: the excitement was running through your veins, replacing its natural content, no less.

A solid 10 minutes earlier than the most punctual librarian would open the door for visitors you stood at the entrance. Your feet tapped a beat only known to them, the book getting traveled from one of your hands to the other in a rather impatient manner. It felt like eternity passed when you finally heard the door being opened from the inside. You immediately turned to the direction of the noise, unwilling to lose even a second. Another moment passed and the door was finally open widely, welcoming the early visitor.

But, to your surprise, it wasn’t the usual librarian that greeted you, but a completely new and unfamiliar face. 

“Uh, good morning”, you muttered, looking up at the stranger, as if both perplexed and curious to see a new face.

The smile on the guy’s face grew wider, although he clearly was a bit nervous: it was his first work day here, or in a library at all, for that matter.

“Good morning, good morning!” He stepped aside, letting you enter the building.

In a moment, the curiosity towards a new face was long gone and forgotten as you laid your eyes on the needed cover, the second part of the book you’ve been longing to read. With a swift gesture, the book traveled into your hands, as you looked at it fondly, lovingly almost.

Your expression hadn’t gone unnoticed by the new librarian: he was taking quick curious glances at you every now and then, you were his first visitor, the first person he had to assist as a librarian. But, even so, his eyes sparkled almost as brightly as yours once he read the title on the cover. It was the name of his favourite series, too. In a few seconds, he walked closer to you, almost overwhelmed with excitement.

“Hey, I see you’ve read the first book, am I right? Did you like it?” The tone of his voice carried a hint of warning of a possible trouble: him exploding from his excitement. But how else could one feel when he, after months if not years, have finally found a fellow series reader?

“Yes, yes, I have!” You turned to him, your smile telling a similar story, "and I absolutely loved it!!"

The next thing you knew, you two started bombarding each other with questions regarding the series and other books of the author. Your enthusiasm was contagious, but no less was his. You kept on interrupting each other, speaking like you could never get tired. Surely, you could spend hours just talking about the thing you both loved - books.

You haven’t met many people who shared such a great amount of love towards reading, so you were more than happy to come across such a person. Your lively conversation went on and on, not seeming to be coming to an end at all. You talked and talked, trying to express all of the thoughts and emotions that got to be buried deep inside your brains for so, so long. Once you two finally shared everything you wanted about the book, your chatter quite abruptly came to a halt.

“Oh, I’m Soobin, by the way”, the librarian smiled with a hint of awkwardness, just now realizing he never introduced himself.

“It's so nice to meet someone who’s just as passionate about the series as I am”, your enthusiasm was over the roof, making you too occupied to notice the sudden feeling of awkwardness or to even remember to introduce yourself back. In your defense, Soobin hadn’t noticed he never got your name either.

“Wait, do you know N.N. too?” You suddenly hit Soobin with another question, remembering your second favorite author.

“Yes, yes, I do!” The awkwardness swiped off the guy's face once the conversation was once again turned to the topic he was so passionate about.

After rambling and rambling without seeming to ever stop or even take a breath, you finally shared everything you wanted - for the moment, at least - and, seemingly, Soobin didn’t have much to say as well.

“It's so nice knowing we share the same interest and even favor similar authors”, you sighed contently, “wait, we just have to get to know each other better.”

“Oh, you think so?” Soobin’s more shy and quiet nature immediately showed up once his favorite topic was taken away from him, “honestly, I’d love to, but I’ve been really busy lately, trying to balance my studies and work, and it doesn’t leave much time for anything else, you know,” his sigh was equivalent to how every student who ever had to take up both fields at once has felt.

“Hm”, you hummed, quickly coming up with a solution, “I don’t have much work on me currently, I could visit the library even daily!” You were so happy to finally find an eager book lover that you were forgetting you were talking to an almost absolute stranger. “If that’s okay with you, of course,” you quickly added.

A wide smile appeared on Soobin's face in an instant after your suggestion. “Of course, of course, I’d be so happy if you would! I doubt I’ll have much work during these first days, so it would be really nice of you if you’d come around.”

“Then I’ll surely come tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, too!”, your smile reached all the way from one ear to the other, “and I’ll definitely bring you a list of my most favorite books!”

“I will as well, then, and I’d definitely be looking forward to tomorrow!”

As you walked out of the library that day, the sun was shining so brightly and the birds were singing even more cheerfully than in the morning, nature seemed to be just as happy as you were. You were so excited about your future conversations, it felt like you've found a perfect, if not soul mate, then a book mate, for sure.

You carried the copy in hand, anticipating tomorrow. But, at the moment, your focus was slowly shifting towards the book. To read it, as always, turned into the main goal of the day. Overnight, preferably.

Meanwhile, among Soobin's daydreams, the realization that he still didn’t know your name crept and grew stronger. Well, he surely would ask you tomorrow. Unless the excitement lets it slip his mind once again, that is.

[llunepoett]

ᗷᗩᗪ ᗪᗩY GOᑎE ᗯEᒪᒪ

Pairing: best friend! Huening Kai × Reader

Genre: fluff, high school au

Word count: 0.56k

Taglist: @babymochibeargyu

The first thing Hyuka was greeted with that morning when he walked into the class, was your upset, half-turned away from him face. You were absent-mindedly looking out of the window, so zoned out you didn't notice your best friend straight away. Huening took a seat beside you, the lightest pat on your shoulder letting you know about his presence. “Hey, is everything alright? You don’t look so happy today.” 

“Nothing bad happened, I just, I don’t know, feel off today.” You finally turned away from the window, only to see Kai’s worried, caring gaze being directed right at you.

“How about we try to cheer you up, then? You can’t spend all day feeling like this.” He immediately offered, you not feeling your best always made him sadder, too.

“I know”, you sighed, “I don’t particularly know how to fix it, though.”

“Say no more”, with a mysterious grin, Hyuka turned away from you, but only for a second. The next thing you saw was your favorite game loading on his phone.

He always was so considerate, always knowing what your favorite book, game or food is.

You played together until the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the class. This little time helped you feel a tad bit better, just enough to get through the class without feeling absolutely miserable. Throughout the time, however, your best friend never stopped his attempts at cheering you up. 

Not that he ever declined you before, but now you had all of his colorful stickers and markers at your disposal. Hyuka, himself, was just as bright as his stickers. His usual little silly jokes, now being whispered in the lowest of tones, got only funnier to hear.

Long, sometimes boring, but never with Kai by your side, classes turned into breaks and breaks turned into new classes. You hardly noticed when the school day came to an end. Finally you could get a breath and relax for a little. 

“Are you free today? We could hang out for a bit,” Hyuka suggested and you were all too glad to accept the offer. Nothing sounded as good as winding down in the company of your best friend. 

In the same mysterious tone of voice he so liked to use with you, Huening announced that you’re going to try a new bistro out today. Obviously the one you've never seen before and only he could show you the way to.

On your way there, Kai entertained you by blabbering about all the nonsense that could only come into his head. Once the 5th story was told and retold a few times, you finally arrived at the bistro, according to your very honest best friend - “the best ever place you could only dream to eat at”.

Well, everything you got to eat was really, really nice. Warm and delicious, what could be better after a tiring school day? 

Later on, as you were walking home, chewing on your both favorite muffins, you definitely felt much happier than you did in the morning. 

“See, days that start badly don’t always have to end the same way.” Kai uttered, shoving half of the muffin into his mouth. And he was right. With him, no day would ever end badly. You had no doubt your “sunshine bestie” could make any boring day far more interesting, and every bad day - much, much better.

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GOOᗪᗷYE, ᗷᑌT ᑎEᐯEᖇ ᖴᗩᖇEᗯEᒪᒪ

Pairing: Beomgyu × Reader

Genre: high school au, fluff, slight angst, romance

Word count: 1k

A/N: ahh, it’s been quite a while since I last posted here, but I’m finally back (after 5 weeks 🥹) and hopefully will be updating more often!! 

Taglist: @babymochibeargyu

It was August, the last month of the summer, the last month before you’d be fully entering adulthood - August of the summer after your final year of high school. You always knew this day would come at some point: you’d have to part ways with your friends to go your own way. Yet, the parting was so unbearably difficult. You promised to stay in touch and contact each other at all the possible chances you’d have, of course, but it still felt like you were leaving each other forever. Leaving for college might turn into leaving forever with someone, but you were sure that wasn’t the case with Beomgyu.

You sat down on the bench at the train station with Beomgyu and all his bags by your side, feeling unhappier than ever. Glancing at the watch, you still had plenty of time to say all your goodbyes, but you felt like all the time in the world would never be enough for that.

“I’m going to miss you so, so much, Beom”, you almost breathed out, searching his eyes with your own that were threatening to let all the kept-in tears out at any given moment.

“I’m sure you’ll find lots of new friends at your college, and I hope I will, too...but, no matter how many friends I find there, you’ll always hold a special place in my heart, Y/N, I’ll never forget you. We will message and call each other every once in a while, okay? Don’t worry, please, I’m sure everything is going to be alright with the both of us.” Beomgyu tried to reassure you and himself, in the first place. No matter how much he believed, or tried to believe, in the best future, he still couldn’t but feel anxious by the thought, too.

Entering an absolutely new chapter of your life is always scary and a bit weird, right? You couldn’t blame yourselves for feeling that way, but you had to look at the brighter side of things as well. It won’t be so easy-going at first and you won’t achieve everything from the first try, of course, but you both worked so hard for your dreams to come true and you were sure you’d keep on going and striving for your goals just as much. You couldn’t know what the future had in stock for you, but you were sure about one thing: with the needed effort, everything will turn out just the way it has to.

“Trust your heart and never lose your belief in yourself.” - that was your life credo, after all.

“Yes, Beom, everything will turn out well, it should. You’ll find new friends and achieve all of your goals, I’ve never ever doubted you or your skills! Work hard, but don’t overwork yourself, okay?” You pulled him in a tight hug, trying to save and memorize as much of his warmth as you could. It’s going to be a while until you’ll get a chance to meet in person next time...

Beomgyu held onto you tightly, emotions of similar nature taking over him.

“Okay, okay, but the same goes to you, don’t forget that! I hope you’ll adjust to the new place soon enough and that it won’t be too hard for you, either.”

“I hope for the same for you, and don’t forget that I’ll always love and support you no matter what, got it?” Your attempt at sounding optimistic and cheerful completely failed as you felt your voice getting quieter with every word. You absolutely meant every word you’ve said and it only added to the overwhelming swirl of feelings inside you.

“Mhm, I’ll always love and support you, too, but you don’t have to cry now, okay? I’ll text you once I get into my dorm, promise.” Despite his words, Beomgyu wasn’t far from tearing up himself.

“I’ll still miss you too much, Beom”, you sighed, burying your face deeper into his shoulder.

“So will I. I’ll be terribly missing you every second of the day! But I’m sure we’ll make it, and I’m going to visit during the autumn break, too. It doesn’t sound as bad as it seems, right?” Beomgyu hugged you just a bit tighter, pulling you even closer to him.

“Nothing sounds too bad if you’re the one saying it”, you admitted, tightening your hug as well.

You sat like that for a while, simply taking in each other’s warmth before finally parting your ways for the next couple of months. You were sure this autumn would pass within a blink of an eye if only Beomgyu were by your side. But all the never-ending messages, calls and face-times - you were looking so much for these, too.

You were sure that, even if you two wouldn’t be able to be physically close, you still would always find ways to keep that sense of closeness; if not by chats and calls, you still would hold each other’s presence in your minds. 

As if to confirm your thoughts, Beomgyu muttered: “I’ll always love you more than anyone else, Y/N, never forget that.”

“Beom, I’ll lo-”, your voice suddenly got drowned out by the noise of an approaching train, you knew it was his. You hugged him even tighter, speaking loudly the next words right in his ear, “I love you, Beomgyu, and always will. Text me and call me and send me all the silly videos you want to, I’ll watch them all, I promise!”

“Bye-bye, Y/N, but never farewell, we’ll meet soon enough! And I’ll send you all the videos I can find!” 

A quick peck on the cheek and he disappeared inside the train. You waved once you saw him in one of the windows, saw him wave back as long as you were in sight.

You parted, for now, but you knew that, as much as it was a new chapter in both of your lives, a new chapter in your relationship equally was opening. 

“Goodbye, Beomgyu, but never farewell.” you repeated in your mind before finally going home, now to prepare to leave for your own college. 

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HIII IM THE ANON WHO REQUESTED THE HYUKA BREAK UP FIC AND I LOVE ITT!! tysm!!! :>>>

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Hiii!!! I have a hyuka x fem reader fic or oneshot idea thats been in my head for weeks😭

Hyuka and y/n dated for 5 yrs and broke up about 2 years ago because her mental health was going really bad and she became too dependant on him and he wanted y/n to heal independently so he broke up with her even though he was still deeply in love but stayed as friends because they didnt wanna break their 19 years of friendship….. but who knows if any of them have moved on during those years…

pls <33 and thank uuu

៳ₑₐ𝑛𝑡 𝑡ₒ 𝑏ₑ 𝑡ₒ𝑔ₑ𝑡ⲏₑᵣ

Pairing: Huening Kai × Reader

Genre: angst to fluff, romance, lovers to friends to lovers

Word count: 2.6 k

A/N: this took me quite a while to finish, but thank you for requesting and being patient with me, nonnie! I had so much fun writing this, please feel free to request more in the future!!

Taglist: @babymochibeargyu

“We should break up”, those were the words you uttered exactly 2 years ago. Now, as you were tossing around restlessly in bed, all the memories took over you, again.  

It was, or, rather, could have been your 7 year anniversary with Kai, that is if you didn't break up.  

“I respect and agree with your decision, we really should break up, at least for now, Y/N”, the scene was getting replayed in your head for the Nth time, reminding you of a broken record.  

You still remembered the hug Kai gave you before taking his leave, the pained look on his face. You remembered everything as if it happened only yesterday, but, sadly, that wasn’t the case.  

You stayed friends and you shouldn’t have a thing to grieve about, right? Perhaps you were just being a bit ungrateful, but, no matter how much you appreciated Kai’s presence as your friend, you still wanted things back like they were 2 years ago.  

Well, not every thing, you definitely wouldn’t want to get back into the mental state you were in back at the time.  

Getting only deeper into the mess day by day, you clung onto Kai as the last straw that could bring you back to normal life. That wasn’t the right thing to do, for neither of you. You couldn’t put all the weight of your worries and struggles onto Kai’s shoulders. No matter how badly he wanted to help you, he would never get you out of your state on his own - he simply wouldn’t handle it. And you knew it. Even Kai couldn’t deny that you were right in a way: concentrating all your will to live on him only wasn't the right decision.  

But, you knew Kai would never leave you alone in such a state and you were grateful for that. You decided to stay as friends, that was the best decision for both of you: while not letting you grow completely dependent on him, Kai still helped you as much as he could. With his assistance and immeasurable care, you slowly, but surely, made it: you got back to your best. You felt the life rushing through your veins, the energy taking over you again, you no longer were the poor mess that had to depend on your boyfriend for little things. Kai was so happy to see you get better. Sometimes, it felt like he was even happier for you than you yourself were.  

Now, having finally gotten back into exploring new things, finally having found a job that could bring you joy, with new people surrounding you, your life felt full, complete, almost perfect.  

Kai, through these years, had always remained by your side, cheering and rooting for you. But, you couldn’t deny that you missed him as your partner. You always viewed Kai as a great friend, a great person, a great boyfriend. He was truly the right person for you. But, could you say the same about yourself? Were you the true right one for him?

That definitely wasn’t the case 2 years ago. Naturally, everyone has their ups and downs, everyone struggles, but, you felt like you were dragging both of you down in your past relationship. And you never thought it was right.

Kai definitely loved and cared for you, even now. It was as clear as day. But, could you really bring happiness and joy into his life? Even now, having returned your strength, you doubted that.

“What if I go down again? What if history repeats itself?” 

Such thoughts never let you go, making you unsure on what would be the right decision in the current situation. 

On one hand, since you both seemed to hold mutual feelings, why not get together? But, on the other hand, what if your feelings were wrong, what if you never were meant for each other? What if you only fed up your illusions, what if the only right way was to part your ways completely? It was obvious you couldn't stay as friends only, but would getting back together make the right step?

There were too many “what if’s”... 

But, then it hit you: neither of you ever tried dating someone else during these 2 years. Even if you were never meant to be together, would the separation make any of you happier? It probably would hurt both of you just as much.

But then, why fight your feelings? If burning all the possible bridges the two of you built during these years wouldn’t make the right decision, why not listen to your heart and try getting back together?

You couldn’t foretell your fate, but you were sure you’d make it your destiny to be by each other’s side.

It's not like your relationship started out of the blue. The feelings slowly built up during the long years of your friendship. You would never bring yourself to tear apart the bonds that tied you for so long. 

Was it even possible, to begin with? Even if you'd part your ways physically, you were sure you'd never get one another out of your hearts and minds.

Sticking to each other through all the hardships seemed to be the only solution for you. You always would struggle and go through something, but that's the way life is. You knew that in the end you'd make it, you two would make it through. 

On that note your gaze wandered to the clock. It was almost 4 am…

Calling Kai right now definitely wouldn't be the right thing to do. “I should let him rest properly and call him in the morning”, you thought. 

The thoughts of your possible reunion brought some peace to your restless mind - you finally fell asleep at dawn.

Having woken up when the afternoon was behind, you were glad you had a day off.

Checking your phone, you saw a “good morning” text from Kai. He was so considerate, even though you weren’t currently in a relationship… Oh, the message was sent a good few hours ago. He probably was worrying right now about what took you so long to reply.

“Morning, or, rather, afternoon, Kai! Do you have some spare time to meet up today? It’s nothing of urgency, but I’d really want to discuss something with you if you have time, of course.” you clicked “send”, finally getting out of bed to prepare for the day.

Despite being busy with work, Kai replied relatively quickly. “Of course I can spare some time for you, Y/N! How does 7 pm at the nearby café sound?”

“We don’t have to make it so officially, Kai, you could just come to my place, I don’t mind.” You quickly texted back, not wanting him to go out of the way just to meet with you.

“Ah, if you’re okay with it, then sure! I’ll come once I’m done with work.”

You hearted the message before going to clean up your apartment. You had plenty of time to run all your errands before the evening comes and Kai's day at work ends.

While occupying yourself with work all day, you hadn’t noticed how fast time flew. Once 7 o’clock struck, your entire flat was cleaned from top to bottom, a nice dinner prepared to satisfy the hunger of the two of you and create a more cozy vibe. You were going to have a serious talk, so trying to bring up a warm atmosphere definitely wouldn't hurt.

You knew Kai would come within the next half an hour. While waiting, you sat by the window, looking at the sky that was slowly turning pink and orange as the sun set down.

The view was unspeakably beautiful and soothing. The colors, in a way, seemed to represent Kai’s cheerful personality. The color orange radiated just as much warmth and joy as Kai did, meanwhile the color pink reminded you of his tender and sweet personality. 

As you were looking outside, you suddenly noticed a familiar figure walking to your house. The sun rays playing on Kai’s figure only added to the feeling of warmth and comfort that he always brought with his presence. 

Once Kai got closer, he looked up at your windows, noticing you. You waved, a warm smile tugging your lips: you were always so happy to see him. Kai’s presence alone could make your day ten times better. Even when you were going through something, a text or a word from him already calmed your mind.

Kai waved back, the usual broad cheerful smile that was so dear to you appearing on his face right away.

You quickly got up to open the door. The nervousness that was getting to you because of the anticipated talk faded by the calmness and understanding that seemed to radiate off Kai. 

He always was so considerate and caring, he definitely would understand you and would never do anything to hurt you in any possible way or form. You trusted him so, so much, like you’ve never trusted anyone before. Kai never doubted you or disregarded your or anyone’s feelings. He always seemed to understand everyone and everything. In all honesty, you wanted to be just as comforting and understanding as Kai was to everyone. 

“Hii, Kai!” you greeted, the smile never leaving your face. 

“Evening!”, he stepped into your apartment, pulling you in a quick yet gentle hug that both of you got so used to.

“I’m so glad you came, I wanted to discuss something that has been on my mind for a while now…But, come on in first, I got us some food.” you invited him straight to the kitchen. 

“Ahh, that’s so sweet of you, Y/N, but there really was no need…”

You didn’t let him finish, interrupting in the middle of the sentence. “But, Kai, there was a need, I know you're starving after work and our meetup didn’t let you get dinner first.”

“Well, you’re right about that”, Kai didn’t push it, happy himself to share a meal with you: it’s been so long since you last did.

After washing your hands, you two sat down at the table. Your kitchen was just perfectly placed: all the rays of the setting sun got in at the right angle, lighting up the room and creating just the needed atmosphere.

You ate in silence for a while, letting Kai relax a little after work while you gathered your thoughts together. 

“How’s work?” You asked after a few minutes, starting with a small chat.

“Ah, everything’s going quite alright; we’re doing better this month, actually. What about yours?”

“Oh, that’s great! I'm doing fine with mine, too.” You shifted in your seat, unsure on how to turn the conversation to the wanted topic, but decided to simply state things as they are. If only it would be just as easy to do as to say... 

“Um, Kai, the thing I wanted to talk about…it's actually about us.” You glanced up, looking for all the possible reactions. When you did, Kai was already looking at you. Seems like he expected the topic to be brought up at some point. 

However, his gaze wasn’t judging or hostile; on the contrary, it was encouraging, with a hint of relief that the topic was finally brought up, almost pleading for you to continue. 

You took a deep breath in, once again looking up at Kai for the support you so needed at the moment. 

“Yes, Y/N, I’m listening”, he smiled slightly, although it was obvious that he himself was rather nervous, afraid of what you were going to say next.

In the end, there were only two ways for you: to either stay together, but only as a couple, or part your ways completely. Which one would you choose, the thought alone made his worries escalate. 

After a few moments of deafening silence, you finally began your speech. You had so many unspoken thoughts and feelings to share, you felt like you'd never stop talking.

But, you had to share every single thought that came to your mind, you had to be truthful and honest as much as you could - after all, the outcome solely depended on your honesty with Kai and yourself, to begin with, and your ability to express yourself and your emotions. 

Before you began, you felt like you were suffocating in the endless kaleidoscope of your thoughts, but as you kept on speaking, it felt like a massive weight was being taken off your chest. Even if things don’t end up working out the way you want them to, it still is going to be so much easier for you once you take it all off your mind.

You went on and on, telling and explaining every single thing and thought that occurred to you during your relationship and further friendship with Kai. 7 years, in total…you had so much to tell.

You tried hiding as little as possible, telling everything you felt: the guilt of not being good enough for him, ruining your relationship, you shared all the negative thoughts that took over your mind for the past months, but you also shared just as much about your feelings for him, how much you loved and cared for him, how much you wanted him to be happy at the first place, how much you feared to ruin his life with yours, but also just how you couldn’t imagine your life without his…

You talked and talked, feeling your thoughts getting messy again. “Kai, I don’t know…I love you so, so much, but I don’t want my feelings to harm you in any way”, you finished your speech so abruptly, almost wanting to cry: the situation seemed just unsolvable to you now as it did last night.

Kai didn’t respond right away, taking his time to gather his thoughts as well. However, his hand found yours, giving it a tight reassuring squeeze. 

“Y/N, you never hurt or harmed me in any way possible. I can’t live without you just as much as you can't live without me. I understand that your doubts come from the worry you feel for me, I appreciate it that you care so much, I really do. But please, Y/N, do not put yourself down, do not disregard your own feelings. The only thing I can say right now that I’m absolutely sure about is: I’ll never be happy living without you by my side.”

You listened quietly, slowly processing his words.

“The only way you can hurt me is by hurting yourself”, Kai continued, “I’d never want either of us living unhappily.” The words got followed by another squeeze of your hand, this time a much gentler one.

“So, at this moment, I’d like to ask you…Y/N, would you want to consider being my girlfriend? I know this is now the first time for us, but please be sure that my feelings are no weaker; they’re even stronger now than they were 7 years ago when we first started dating, I’m saying this being as honest as I can only be.” Kai confessed, his gaze being so soft and gentle.

“I-”, you breath hitched in your throat, your heart almost bursting out of your chest. “I want to be your girlfriend, Kai, even need to be yours, I’d say”, you muttered the last part shyly, yet loud enough for him to make out what you said.

“And I need to be yours, Y/N”, he whispered, intertwining your hands.