BASICS: I'm 19, use he/him pronouns, an upcoming college student. Writing is just a hobby for me!!
ABOUT:
Likes: kpop, pokemon, rotting in bed, music, formula 1
Dislikes: sleeping
Hobbies: Writing, painting, collecting
MISC:
○ Dms are open!! ○ I'll write for kpop + formula one :) ○ I only write x male or gn reader ○ It's possible I'll write about female idols and stuff, but not a guarantee. ○ Send asks!!! I don't bite, trust. ○ Requests are open >_<
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Ngl I am very biased when writing and lean to a masc reader so I hope that doesn't show fjfkjfdjknfdjk. And sorry Estie bestie for kicking you from your seat (not very explicitly, but reader’s a Haas Driver), but in my defense I would sob if you weren’t on the grid. Also Arvid might be ooc, sorry sue me I can’t write.
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“Ok, but you didn’t have to make contact with me at the 11-12 chicane,” you said as you plopped down next to Arvid on the bed.
“Yea, but it made for good racing,” said Arvid as he grabbed the fries you held out for him, “Plus if you had let me by we wouldn’t have to worry about that.”
You probably shouldn’t be eating fries (your trainer would probably kill you), you thought as you took one from the container Arvid so graciously held on to, but yet again you probably shouldn’t be in Arvid’s hotel room…yet here you are. The TV quietly played some show, it looked like the two girls on screen were fighting and screaming, but without the captions it was impossible to determine what was actually occurring. Plus, why would you watch the TV when you could stare at the boy next to you. He was actually watching the TV so it was easy to stare at him, his long lashes, the arch of his nose, his plush lips, the concentration on his face as he was actually trying to figure out what was going on in the screen in front of him. He chuckled then turned to you, pointing at the screen, “I think they’re arguing because of a man, and looks he doesn’t even care he’s just doing his duties on deck.” Of course Arvid could determine what was happening, what couldn’t he do?
“You’re staring.”
“I’m not”
“You are”
“Ok, maybe I am, sue me. I can’t be with my boyfriend all day, then he decides to break my front wing mid race, and now I can’t even stare at him. What has the world come to,” you say as you jokingly shake your head.
Arvid put his arm around you, tugging you closer to him slightly, not in a demanding way just in a comforting way. “I am sorry about your missed points,” you lean on him as he continues speaking, “you raced really well and I bet you’ll get your podium in China.”
“The Haas isn’t bad, but it’s definitely not that good,” you said with a light huff.
“Just wait till a top team has an opening, you’ll be a world champion in no time.”
“Don’t play with me like that Arvid, just wait till you-” you continued as you poked him, making him giggle, “get in that Redbull. You’ll be doing laps around everyone.”
“You better be on that podium with me, I wanna spray you with champagne.”
“Of course you want to,” you say, rolling your eyes, “I’ll be P1 though, spraying down on you at P2.”
“You wish,” he said as he scoffed.
Then he let out a yawn, a reminder of the time it currently was. You checked your phone on the nightstand, having to readjust how you were sitting because of the charger’s reach, 1 AM. “Damn.”
“What, trainer asking for your weight already?”
“No thank god, it’s just later than I thought. It’s like 1.”
There was silence for a second, enough time for both of you to realize you really should be in your room rather than Arvid’s. At the same time though, what really could be the harm in you staying, but if you two were caught? That would be such a pain.
You start to scoot off the bed, when Arvid wraps his arm around your waist, “Can’t you stay, just for the night? It’s weird to sleep without you.”
You looked back at him, he really knows how to get to you. He looked at you with his puppy eyes, it genuinely looked for a second like he was pouting. Arvid is gonna be the death of you, but at least you’ll die with the boy you love.
“Don’t look at me like that, Arvid.”
“Like what?” He’s trying to look innocent, but that smirk gives him away.
“Like that...like you always get what you want,” you said, resolve crumbling, as you started to get back on the bed.
He pulled you back to the bed too, making sure you settled in with him, “That’s not true, there are many things I want that I can’t have.”
“Like what?”
“To be world champion,” he said with a smile.
“Arvid, you are so lucky I love you.”
He softened, “I love you too,” he said with a kiss to your head. He pulled back to look at your face, you two were so close you could feel his breath. You looked his face up and down, how could anyone be this beautiful? And you kissed him, soft and lightly, before pulling away.
For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the hum of the air conditioning, the muffled traffic of the city, and the TV still going in the background.
“You okay?” asked Arvid quietly.
“Hm, yeah. I think so,” you murmured, “It’s just funny, to be sitting here eating cold fries in your hotel room when earlier today we were racing each other on track.”
“Hmm, yeah,” replied Arvid slowly, before pulling you down to lay in the bed with him, “but I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He turned quickly to turn off the lamp next to him, turned off the TV so no more stews were fighting on the screen. He closed his eyes, pulling you closer to him, and finally let the weight of the weekend set in.
The streets of Korea became white, crystals forming on trees and the overhangs of buildings. The river was frozen over, but the sounds of people hanging out with their families and drinking and eating filled the surrounding area.
You walked out of the subway station, headphones playing First Snow, and headed towards the river. It wasn't too dark yet; sunset would be soon, so you thought you might as well enjoy the sights, and maybe, just maybe, Gunwook would join you.
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"God, this taxi is slow," thought Gunwook to himself. He looked out the window, trying to guess where in the city he even was. It's not like his beautiful partner was waiting for him or anything.
Gunwook sighed aloud, going to his phone in hopes of passing the time. How come time moved so slowly in this car but could seem so fast when he was with you? He couldn't help but notice how warm he was in the car, damn heaters. Yea, it was nice when he got in the car, but he was wearing a coat, and it wasn't like it would get colder in the car. Gunwook's thoughts were then interrupted by the car stopping.
"Here you are."
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You saw him before he saw you. I mean, how couldn't you see him? Gunwook towered over the crowd; his face was such an attention drawer his height didn't even matter. He looked like a puppy, you thought, as he looked around the crowd hoping to find you. You headed over, hands in your pockets, scarf blowing in the wind, head down, and walking as fast as you could without running.
Gunwook was pulling out his phone, getting ready to call you, when he felt a presence behind him. A hand snuck into his coat pocket from behind, and Gunwook whipped his head around to see who the hell it was. When he saw it was you, though, his expression immediately softened.
"You startled me."
"Didn’t mean to, just wanted to surprise you."
The both of you stared at each other; you couldn't tell if the pink on his cheeks was from the cold or seeing you, but you hoped it was you.
"Are you ready to walk?" asked Gunwook.
"Hmm, yeah."
Gunwook took a few steps before turning back to you, hand held out. You walked up and took it and started down the path by the river. The sounds of families filled your ears, but it all filtered out as you walked with Gunwook. Hand in hand, side by side.
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You and Gunwook stopped for a moment to take in the view of the river. The sunset painted the sky shades of orange and purple, and the sounds of others started to fade away as people left for dinner. You pulled out your phone to take a picture of the view.
"You want me to take a picture of you?" asked Gunwook.
You turned to him; God, he was adorable. "Yes, please." You started walking away from him, trying to find the perfect spot for your picture.
"Wait, y/n!"
"Yes?"
Gunwook jogged up to you, not that there was a long way to jog, and grabbed your scarf, "Here let me fix it real quick."
You giggled as he messed with your scarf, trying to get it just right. As he did, you scoped out a better picture spot, noticing a bridge just to your right.
"Hey, there's a better picture spot over there," you said as you pointed in the general direction of the bridge.
"Well," Gunwook started, tongue out as he finalized fixing your scarf, "race ya!"
Gunwook got a head start, whipping around as soon as he fixed your scarf to run. You shook your head, then followed along behind him.
"I won!" cheered Gunwook, as he laughed at you trudging behind, "Now go pose babe."
You stood in front of him, fixing your clothes and hair, trying to make everything look just right."Do I look good?"
"You always look good, Jaigya."
"Yea, yea."
"No, really," he put your phone in his coat pocket and walked up to you. He cupped your face in his hands and softly kissed you on the nose. "You're gorgeous."
Gunwook wrapped his arms around your waist, and you wrapped yours around his neck. You leaned up your face to his, "I love you."
"I love you too," he said right before he kissed you.
Summary: You and Jungwoo got into a fight, but you can't be mad at each other for long
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"Y/n, I-"
"Jungwoo, don't even."
"But-"
"Don't"
To be fair, being this mad at Jungwoo felt kinda stupid...but also to be fair maybe he shouldn't have been acting so....well stupid. It isn't your fault Jungwoo couldn't read the room sometimes, but also it isn't his fault you took it so personally.
It started at five am, well technically before then. Earlier that day Jungwoo said he would be out with some of his bandmates (Mark, Johnny, Jaehyun), and he'd be back home by midnight. Yet it reached three and there was no sign of him.
By five there was no sign of him either. You were lounging on the couch waiting for him, but at that point you had to stand up. The anxiety and sleep were starting to try and take over. What if he got hurt? What if he got in a crash? But also you were so tired. This week you were so busy, work was a pain, your coworkers sucked, and your boss had you working overtime like everyday. All you wanted was to lay in bed with Jungwoo, watch a stupid movie, cuddle up with him. You missed his smell, his warmth, his presence. Jungwoo could always brighten your day, you couldn't wait to be with him, yet he was still nowhere to be found.
You almost decided to give up on waiting. Dejected, a little angry, but not that surprised. You were so tired, you just couldn't wait anymore. Another 30 minutes went by, but you couldn't stand waiting anymore. You dragged yourself over to your shared bed, not bothering to turn off the room lights as you flopped into the bed. Face first in the pillow, you felt yourself getting warm and then the tears started.
At first it was slow. A drop or two as you thought about how disappointing your week was. Why did life have to be so hard? Then the tears started pouring, and pouring, and pouring. Before you knew it the pillow was soaking, the tears stopped though when you noticed. You couldn't help but laugh a little though, your pillow made a funny sound when you squished it when it was wet. You threw it to the ground before grabbing Jungwoo's to sleep with instead
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The sun came in through the curtain, but there was no warmth this morning. Well, the sun brought warmth, but the bed felt so cold. You turned over to see...nobody by your side? Jungwoo still wasn't home?? How peculiar.
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It was around noon when Jungwoo came back. Smile on his face, jacket in hand, arms on display.
"Y/n!! Baby, I'm home!! Baby??"
Immediately Jungwoo noticed the lights were off. How weird? He could've sworn you'd be home, yet the apartment was silent. He walked forward hesitantly, placed his jacket on the coat rack, and walked towards your room. If you weren't out in the main area, maybe you were asleep.
Jungwoo opened the door slowly. The lights in your shared room were also off, but he saw a figure in the blanket and a dim light coming from what he could only assume was a phone.
"Hey, sweet boy, are you here?"
Silence.
"Babe??"
"Jungwoo??"
He started walking over to the bed, slowly getting on it while turning you over.
"Where have you been?" you said quietly, almost a whisper. You didn't even know how to feel. Angry? Sad? Scared? Typically boyfriends don't disappear for a day without notice."
"Oh, I guess I forgot to say," he said as kept turning you to face him. He held your shoulders, looking you in the eye, but you couldn't face him."
"Jungwoo...you can't just disappear like that," you said, avoiding eye contact.
"Well, I didn't mean to baby. I just- well I got too drunk so I stayed at Jaehyun's and then my phone died then-"
"Well Jaehyun has chargers, doesn't he?"
Jungwoo stared at you with a blank face for a second. "Well yeah, but-"
"Then there really isn't an excuse for not messaging me," you say finally making eye contact with him.
"Well...but I didn't mean to-"
"Jungwoo, can't you just say sorry. Can't you just apologize even if it wasn't on purpose?"
"Y/n, I-"
"Jungwoo, don't even."
"But-"
"Don't" you said as you got up from the bed, "Just-Just leave me alone Jungwoo. Go back to Jaehyun or something." You started walking away towards the door. You grabbed your jacket, tears strolling down your face again, as Jungwoo followed after you. You were about to turn the room door handle, when he grabbed you yet again, turning you to face him, "Baby, did you sleep last night?"
"No Jungwoo, well eventually yeah, but I was waiting for you," your tears were becoming more intense again as you started yelling at him. "I waited all night for you, but you never came! I'm so tired Jungwoo, my week was a mess, I just wanted to be with you. Can't I want something? Can't I be with my boyfriend?! Why does he have to stay out so late, why do you have to be gone so long?!?! Jungwoo, I- I just,"
"Baby, baby, baby," he said grabbing your face with a small laugh.
"Are you laughing at me," you pouted, crossing your arms and whining.
"No, no, I just- I just love you so much. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel this way," Jungwoo pulled you in for a hug. "I really didn't mean it, and if I knew you had such a bad week I would've stayed home last night. I'm really sorry. Let me fix it babe, can we fix it? Hm?"
You looked hin in the eye, before giggling, "You're so-"
"Amazing?"
"No, goofy"
He chuckled, then kissed your forehead. Then he started kissing your face all over.
"Jungwoo," you whined, still tearing up a little.
"Hey, hey, it'll be okay. Let's watch a movie or something. I'll order us food, you can tell me about your day or week, yell at me if you want, and we can cuddle up."
"I'm still mad at you..."
"I'll make it up to you later, trust me" he said with a wink.
"Hey," you said as you playfully hit him, "Don't be horny right now."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be whatever you want me to be," he joked and kissed you.
Summary: Former boys planet contestant y/n, debuts in the new 12 member group Moon. While Moon rises the charts, so does Zerobaseone whom has y/n's former friend Matthew. What blossoms or doesn't between the two now is up to them.
There is an nsfw section thatll be marked off so you can finish the fic without it !!
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"Of course his number changed, how could I be so stupid. Of course he still wanted to talk to me, how could I have doubted him," you complained to Jihoon as you ate dinner in your dorm. Sharing rooms was never a problem for you, and Jihoon was great to share a room with. Quiet, doesnt snore, neat, hes the perfect roommate.
"You know," he said with his mouth full, "nobody but you would be beating yourself up for this. How would you know his number changed? How are you to even expect that to occur?" He stuffed another large bite into his mouth and chewed, " If it were me I'd still be mad."
He wasn't wrong, if it wasn't Matthew you'd still be mad. You missed him though, his hug confirmed that for you. You can still imagine his smell, his body against your own...you needed him back in your life now.
"Wait, have you even messaged him yet?"
"....no."
"...get your phone out."
So thats how you started this 1 am conversation with Matthew. Jihoon was fast asleep, the only light in the room was the bright screen of your phone. A single message was left by you to Matthew, "Hey, it's y/n."
Thats simple enough right? I mean, Matthew will know it's you that you're trying to communicate with him. You debated trying to go to bed, despite your hearts heavy beating. If he wasnt gonna respond in a few minutes, you were just gonna give up on this. Maybe he doesn't actually want to communicate with you again. You placed your phone on the charger, sitting it on your bedside table, when all of a sudden it lit up with a text.
"Wanna come over?"
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At 1 am should you really be sneaking out of the dorm to see a man who you havent spoken to for months when you both are idols who will be prosecuted by the media if you are found out? No, but it's better to ignore that fact. Besides, his dorm is a 15 minute walk from yours, thats too much of a coincide for you to ignore going to see him. So you walk the streets till you reach Matthews dorm building. Inside, hes waiting for you, face covered up so nobody but you can tell its him. You see his face move to smile, but cant see his smile itself. Good thing you didnt see though, could you really control your reaction to talking to him again. He grabbed your pinky finger as you walked towards him, leading you to the elevator up.
The elevator ride was silent, neither of you wanting to start the conversation. What were you supposed to even say? Sorry for not talking to you even though I couldn't? You couldn't think about it much thought because you arrived to his floor. This time he fully held your hand, walking you to his dorm. Unsurprisingly the dorm of Zerobaseone is messy, surprisingly Matthew had his own room which was in much better conditions than the rest of the dorm. He guided you to sit on his bed as he pulled the rolling chair from his desk.
"I like your room, " you started, hoping to get a conversation rolling from saying something, anything.
"Thanks," said Matthew in response.
Wow could he make conversation. Did you really have to be the one doing it? You played with the blanket on his bed, just having your fingers playing with it as stress relief. Maybe you shouldn't have come here so late, maybw you should've just met up for coffee.
"I'm sorry"
"What?"
"I'm sorry for not communicating with you," Matthew said earnestly. He sat in the rolly chair directly infront of you, grabbing you legs to pull the chair right to you. You were face to face with Matthew, he looked directly into your eyes as he spoke more, "I've been so busy with idol stuff, I bet you thought I was Ignoring you huh? I could never forget you though, y/n. I'm gonna talk to you all the time now, you're gonna be so sick of me. I'm so happy you messaged me, you don't even know..."
Matthews rambling went on and your jaw dropped a little. He had so much to say, but your brain stopped working the second he talked. He missed you? In your head you were so sure Matthew didn't care about you, but his rambling says othwise.
"Y/n please accept my apology, please let me back in your life, please-" then you cut him off with a kiss. Matthews lips were chapped, it made you giggle a little. His hair was messy from what you could only assume was from being out, evidence of that from his cold cheeks. You missed his touch, and this was both better and further than it ever had been before. Matthew was stunned, but he kissed back. Hi hand holding on to your leg as he deepend the kiss.You pulled away slowly, Matthew tried to lean in for more but you held your hand to his chest to stop him.
"Matthew, is this something you really want to pursue?"
"What? You? Of course, I've wanted you for a while y/n."
''We're idols...you know how hard it can be to manage."
Matthew pulled away from your face, sitting at a comfortable distance but still fairly close.
"You know, everyday I didn't talk to you was painful. I didnt even realize I didn't go to see you after the show until I got home. I felt so bad, but I was worried you wouldn't want to talk to me. Then I started training for debut, we were learning choreos and songs...and then I broke my phone. How unfortunate is that? I didn't get to talk to my favorite boy because of that, and he thought I hated him-"
"I didn't think you hated me."
"The looks you gave me at inkigayo said otherwise y/n."You couldn't deny that, maybe you were a bit harsh on him."But you're with me now, and I dont want to let you go, I can't let you go," said Matthew as he grabbed your hands.
"You're silly, you know that," you said to him.
"But you like me that way," he said as a goofy smile broke out on his face.
"You," he said as he pulled himself closer again and kissed you.
Now it was your turn to be stunned. His lips were softer this time, but you dont remember him putting on chapstick. Kissing him felt perfect though, you wouldn't want it any other way.
"Can I do something for you?" you ask Matthew quietly, pulling away from his kiss."What is it?"
You push Matthew away from the bed so you can get up. You stop his chair from going to far and bend down to him. Grabbing his face you kiss him deeply, before leading him to the bed. Matthew started taking off his shirt and you groped his chest. When did he get so big, you thought. Matthew's face was turning red, as he whined and whimpered, "Y/n..please, I-"
You cut him off with another kiss as you started pulling off his pants. Matthew stopped you so he could pull them down instead, much faster and much needier than your attempt at doing so.
"Y/n, i don't want to be the only one naked, please..." You chuckled before taking your clothes off too. You can't blame him, you wouldn't want to be in that position either. Naked and needy on the bed while a man looks down on you and teases you. Matthew pushed himself to sit at the edge of the bed as you bent down to your knees. You looked up at him from between his legs as he looked down lovingly at you. You started kissing up his thigh to near his member, sucking and leaving hickeys as youe mouth traveled up. Matthews light moans and groans filled up the space of the dimly lit room."Y/n please, dont tease me."
You pulled back, sat between his legs and looked up at him, " I don't know what you're talking about," then you went back to teasting him again. This time using ur fingers to touch around his dick without actually touching it. Grabbing his balls to massage them, and eventually reaching the tip of his cock. You started by putting just the tip in your mouth, holding it there as Matthew whined about it not being enough stimulation. Anytime his legs moved you'd tap them lightly to go back to being spread. You took your mouth of his cock to start spittind drooling all over it. You looked up at Matthew to see how he was doing; red, whiny, he looked like a virgin getting head for the first time, which you then realized might not be a wrong assumption to make You teased Matthew some more, sucking the tip, drooling on his cock, sucking and massaging his balls, as he whined and whined and whined. He tried to grab your hair to hold on, but you never let him. Eventually, you caved and he rested his right hand in your hair. Then, before you knew it, his cock was slowly going deeper and deeper into your throat.
You whined as Matthew started slowly pushing your head back and forth on his cock. Your slight choking made it even better for him, who felt blissed out even from the start of this blow job. The whining made it better too, the vibrations from it warming and stimulating his cock. He was using you gently, just becoming closer and closer.
"Y/n, y/n, i need more please. Please can I have more, please can I use your mouth," he whined and whined. You pulled back from him. He whined. Then you too made eye contact. At that moment, Matthews eyes changed, he went from a desperate horny sub waiting to cum to something else. As soon as you nodded to let him know he could use your mouth, he grabbed the back of your head and slammed it on his cock. He grabbed your head and hair with both hands and slammed you back and forth and back and forth. His massive cock was hitting the back of your throat, choking you in the best way possible. You heard his whines and moans as he used and abused your throat.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, i'm-" and his cum squirted down your throat. He pulled you off his cock and kissed all over your face. You couldnt help but look cock drunk though, and not only that you felt yourself leaking too.
"Oh you didn't get to cum yet? Come here baby." Matthew pulled you up onto the bed from the floor, positioning you between his legs. He pushed you right against his body, your back against his chest, as he leaned over your shoulder to look at you two in the mirror infront of his bed.
"Such a good boy, my good boy," he says as he starts to play with you. Touching between your legs, rubbing you all over.
"Wait prince, I got an idea, let me move you." Matthew rearranged the two of you, him staying in a similarish position, but you laying face down ass up. He grabbed some lube from his bedside table drawer and putting it all over his fingers. Gently and kindly he put one finger in, and you whined. You haven't been stretched like this by someone in god knows how long. Matthew continues finding the best spots, listening to you now whine and moan.
"You're so good, you're so good for me," he said as he puts another finger in. He pulls them in and out, prods around to find your favorite spots. Whatever makes you whine the loudest, whatever makes your body shake with pleasure, Matthews gonna do it. He inserts a third finger.
"We can go all night baby, is that what you want? You want me to make you cum over and over?"
"No," you choked out, overcome with pleasure. "Just one Matt, Just...one," you whine.
"Ok baby, only one. Can you cum for me, you got this, you're so amazing." And as he said that you crossed that barrier, cumming and whining and moaning. It was a good release, a good stress relief, and another reason to love Matthew so much.
"Come on, lets clean up and get to bed. Can you stay the night?" asked Matthew. You knew you shouldn't, and so did he. Still, he was disappointed when you had to leave. Still you cleaned up together and left Matthew with a kiss goodbye.
Summary: Former boys planet contestant y/n, debuts in the new 12 member group Moon. While Moon rises the charts, so does Zerobaseone whom has y/n's former friend Matthew. What blossoms or doesn't between the two now is up to them.
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"y/n, you ready for our stage?" (name) asked.
"As ready as I'll ever be," said y/n hesitantly. Its not your first time preforming on stage, but the nerves still hit you everytime. You have so much practice being in the public eye, doing fan service, fan signs, etc. Idol activities never really phase you. Performing on the stage though, when people's eyes are purposefully on you, when you have your own camera facing you, and more importantly when he was watching you preform....you just couldn't preform the same.
Seok Matthew, it's not his fault you didn't debut, but you can't help but be bitter towards him. He couldn't have talked to you after winning? Is he too good to communicate with a loser? Does the time you spent on the show not matter? Every minute you spent wirh Matthew on that show feels like a waste now, he won't even respond to your texts despite the many months passed.
"Y/n?? Y/nnnnn?" Jihoon said while waving his hand infront of your face. "Are you in there hyung? Are you ok?"
You took a deep breath in and sighed, "yea Jihoon, don't worry about me." You took your maknaes hand, while his eyes shined with worry at you.
"Places everyone!!! You're about to go on stage," your manager said interrupting the sweet moment with your member.
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You almost forgot how your group had to have the interviews with the mcs, almost, so when you walked to the mc stage and you saw Matthew there you almost fainted. Why did he have to mc here? Why couldn't he just stay with his group, at least then you wouldn't need to interact with him. It didn't help that your group's lineup on the small inkigayo stage put you right next to your new rival. You tried to look civil, but you could see the dispatch headlines already:
Bad Blood Between Zerobaseone Seok Matthew and Moon y/n leaves Inkigayo Stage Awkward and Uncomfortable.
You had no time to worry about that though, because you saw your name appear on the promter.
"Oh Mc Matthew, how does it feel seeing your former Boy Planet costar debuting and rising to fame?
"Matthew froze, you could see he wasn't expecting that question to pop up. He wasn't even paying attention to your group despite being right next to them. Avoiding eye contact with you was one thing, avoiding you was one thing, but not being able to mc because of it? Isn't that weak? Didn't he have media training so this wouldn't happen?
Matthew coughed a few times, then started laughing. "Idol mode on ig" you thought to yourself as he started, "It's incredible! Y/n is so talented, I'm not suprised he debuted and is doing so well."
"Do you keep in touch with him," asked the other Mc. Clearly his fellow Mc can't read a room. Wasnt the tension in the air incredibly obvious? Even your members could feel how awkward it was, Jihoon was even holding your hand behind you to help ground you when he realized Matthew was Mcing.
"I keep in touch with him! I always have, he is my best friend"
What a bold face lie from Matthew, you thought. Jihoon squeezed your hand to remind you, you're on stage you can't show any bitterness to Matthew or you'll get attacked online. Still you can't help be angered at his lie, he didn't have to lie. He could've said he was busy, idol life ahad caught up to him, why would he even fathom thinking the right idea was to lie.
"Well thanks for your time Moon! We can't wait to see your stage. We hope you win an award today," said the other Mc present.
You and your group bowed and the cameras cut. Immediately your group started to walk out to go to the performance stage, when someone tapped your shoulder. You turned with vigor to see Matthew looking at you. His puppy eyes looked directly into yours. He almost looked...well guilty.
"I've been wanting to talk to you y/n," whispered Matthew to you.
"Well now isn't the time, Matthew." You probably said that more bitterly than you should've. You saw the physical reaction he had, it looked like someone grabbed his heart and ripped it in two. Still, if he really wanted to talk that much maybe he should answer your messages. He tried to grab your shoulder, but you pushed him off to go and follow your group. As you walked with your fellow members, you turned back for a second. Matthew looked really hurt...but what are you to do about it.
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Stages are nerve-racking. You've always thought so, but for some reason todays stage felt easier. Ignoring the world, your only thoughts being on performance made this painful day a little bit better. Hearing your name in the fanchant had a different effect than normal. You didn't feel nervous, you didn't feel scared, you just felt blissful.
Well almost, the nagging feelings about Seok Matthew were still present in your mind. You knew when it was time to present that award, Zb1 would be on that stage and so would Matthew. Before you knew it thought it was time to think of an ending fairy. You felt lost for a second, but then Jihoon came up to make a heart with you.
"I got you," he whispered.
Thats the one plus of Moon, you thought. Everyone was included, everyone was valued, you can't help but love everyone on your team.
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The award stage was crammed, unsurprising when so many people needed to be on that stage. This is the worst part of being an idol, you thought to yourself. You stood in the crowd but in the front with your members on either side of you. The score was tallied and the winner was to be announced.
"The winner this week is Moon!"
The gold confetti fell and you couldn't help but feel great. Jihoon grabbed your hand and started Jumping up and down and up and down. Your leader grabbed the mic to speak, while another member grabbed the award. You felt a new presence next to you, and turned to see who it was. On this cramped stage it could've been anyone, you hoped it would be one of your friends but turned to see...Matthew with flowers in hand.
Are the flowers just a thing mcs do? Yes. Did it feel like something more? Also yes. His head was down, but thsn lifted to look at you. God dammit, why was he so cute? How can you be mad at a face like that? You took the flowers with a small smile, not one that hints at you being friends, just one to say you accept his required peace offering. What you didnt expect after you grabbed the flowers was him hugging you tight. Why did he have to be sleeveless?
Matthew's built arms were right against your body, and all of a sudden your spinning in the air.It felt like a dream, it didnt feel real. Being this close to Matthew, you missed it. He changed his cologne, you thought as you giggled being spinned around. He put you down and then you saw his face. Why is he so pretty? Who let his smile be that cute? Whichever higher power that made Matthew must've put extra work into him, its criminal how good he can look. He patted your shoulders, checking that you seemed fine after your spin, then quickly handed you a note. Then he ran off to his members, patting gunwook on the back as they everyone on stage left.
"Hyung, hyung, lets go!!" you heard from the left, Jihoon calling at you while waving his arms in the air.
"Ok, Ok! " you yelled back in response.
The note in your hand though held more importance than leaving the stage, you opened the small folded paper as you walked off stage.
"Call me, my number changed
xxx-xxx-xxxx
- Yours, Matthew"
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I hope you enjoyed, I have indeed cooked up a spicy pt 2 so if you wanna see it, please say so!!
Summary: You get the chance to work with P1harmony on a song
Short, about 800 words
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It was a typical workday, scrolling through your emails, responding, replying, trying to avoid work, and just pretending to be doing something. Sitting in your studio, you wished you were just making some music. You scrolled through your email absentmindedly when one caught your eye.
"URGENT: Request to connect," the email's title read. "Well, might as well check," you said to yourself, and opened the email. Ultimately, it was a request for you to write a song with a K-pop group. "P1Harmony? Who even is that?" you asked yourself, "What could the harm be, though?" You quickly responded back, your message went through, and suddenly the label that sent the email responded back. Before you knew it a plan was set for you to Zoom call with this 6-member group, see if working together was even a possibility, and if it worked out, you were to come to Korea for a week or so. Thankfully your call with the group and company came and it went amazing. Within a few days you fly out to see P1harmony
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"Sorry we can't all be here, but I think having all 6 of us would make this stressful," Jiung said with a giggle.
When you walked into the FNC building, jet-lagged, on a Monday morning, you weren't expecting to meet with a member right away. Actually, you were sure the most amount of work that would occur was a talk with staff at the company, yet here was Jiung. He's taller than you thought, but not too tall. He smells really good too. His face looks so perfect, and his giggle can't help but make you smile. You didn't know Jiung well, but you could tell he was special.
"Um....y/n...are you ok? Is the jet lag getting to you? You know, when I feel—" Jiung went on, but you couldn't help but stare at his lips. How could someone be so beautiful? I guess that's why he could become an idol. Zoning back into the conversation, you asked if you were working today.
"Just some basics. I want to go through some ideas, and we can actually start writing tomorrow unless inspiration strikes hard."
"Yeah, that works," you said with a smile.
Jiung started walking over to the elevators, leading the way to his studio. As you walked along, you looked around the building. Could you work in a big company like this? How many restrictions are on producers and writers here?
"Welcome to my studio!" Jiung said as he unlocked the door. Walking in, you saw the room, nice but kind of plain. It was a bit small, but still enough room to work and chill. Jiung pulled out the rolly chair from his desk and sat down, leaving you to a couch. "What do you think?"
You took it all in, "It's nice."
"Don't try to be nonchalant."
"I'm not; I'm just...hmm...ready to write, I think."
"Well, let's get started!"
Work originally was going to be an hour, but an hour turned to two, two to three, till eventually it was 3 in the morning. Lights are dark in the building, city lights are in the window, and the light glow from Jiung's laptop is hitting his face. A lamp next to you made for some more light in the room, but sleep was starting to get to you.
"Jiung, I think we worked enough for the day."
"Just a little more work; I'm really getting something here."
The need for sleep was getting to you, eyes heavy and lids starting to fall. "You can rest on the couch if you want," said Jiung.
You could tell he wasn't looking at you as you were laid down. You had thrown a random blanket over yourself and had your laptop resting on your chest. He turned and looked at you.And you looked at him. Gazes met and eye contact made, time stopped for a second as you two looked at each other. He started walking over, leaned down to you, and said softly...
"This can turn into a bed, you know?"
You burst out laughing, and he started giggling. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation, maybe it was just the power of Jiung himself, or maybe you just felt confident today. You saw his smiley face, and something took over. You stared at him again, watching his laugh falter off.
"Are you o-" and then it happened. You cupped his face with your right hand and kissed him. It wasn't a lot; it was soft, it was sweet. Just a moment, and then you pulled away. There was a comforting silence, a space between the two of you. You wished you didn't do it, but you wished you could do it again. Then he kissed you; it was surprising yet exactly what you wanted. In that building it was just you and Jiung, but it felt like the whole world only consisted of you two.
I have a preview for something i've been working on, sorry if it sucks lol.
Male reader x Seok Matthew
Summary: Y/n, a slightly bitter trainee from bp finally gets to debut. His group, Moon, grows to be quite popular. This popularity though, leads y/n to have to interact with his least favourite Boys Planet trainee, Seok Matthew.
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"I don't want to debut without you, I won't debut without you"
Ep. 1, Seok Matthew said that to you in ep 1. When you met on the first day of filming something clicked, and it became Matthew and y/n. You two were inseparable, everyone knew it, the writers encouraged it, and viewerd loved it. All this time together, but the end of Boys Planet was nearing and the lineup would be announced soon. You knew it would be close, you ranked 9 the last episode, but would it stay? You tried to remain calm, as Matthew was doing. You were staring off, dissociating, wondering how life would be when you finally got to debut...when you were suddenly snapped out of it by the feeling of someone staring. Looking next to you, you saw Matthew staring. He was standing at your side as he often did, and staring you, also as he often did. When he realized he got caught he turned fast and faked a cough.
This wasn't the first time you caught Matthew staring, but you noticed it was more frequent recently. You guys were close, so you never thought much of it. You didn't think much of anything you two did: holding hands, staring at each other, being together 24/7....well it all just felt natural. As the final episode was reached, you felt ready to debut with who many claimed was your soulmate.
"Are you nervous?" Matthew whispered to you. He didn't need to look at you for you to know he was talking to you.
"A little," you said with a shrug.
He turned to you at this point, saying, "You're gonna debut, i'm so sure of it."
"But what if I don't?"
"You dont have to worry about that," he said and turned his head to face forward.
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"Can I hold your hand?" he asked quietly, putting his hand out.
"Hmmm.....no," you said as you latched his pinky and yours. He smiled brightly at you, then turned forward, and the broadcast started.
The first placement was announced, then the second and on. Matthew was gonna debut, you knew it even before it was announced. His name was said, and he turned to you with the brightest smile you've ever seen from him. He grabbed you, "I did it, I really did it," he sad in pure disbelief. Matthew was ushered to go to his spot by staff, but he turned to you and said, "You're next."
But you weren't next. You weren't after that either, or even after that. Finally, there was one last placement to be announced and you felt dejected. You heard the next name, but it wasnt yours. Turning to congratulate who it was, you smiled brightly and hoped it looked real enough. He went up to his place, made his speech, and the announcer concluded the episode.
With Boys Planet finally being over, waves of sadness and relief went through all the trainees who didn't make it. You felt heartbroken, depressed, every variation of upset, but didn't want to show. First I gotta look for Matthew, you thought. Maybe his happiness could make you feel brighter, but he was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly another contestant walked up to you, Jay Chang.
"You know, you were close," he said, a sadness in his voice too. "You were placement 10," he said with a slight laugh.
"And you were 11," you said as you smiled at him.
In that moment, everything you two felt about the program could be seen. Every single emotion was radiating out from you both. A tear fell down your cheek, a little laugh came out. Then another tear fell, and another, and a tear came from Jay too. You both started laughing and crying, setting each other off. You grabbed each other for comfort hugging, laughing, and crying.
"This sucks," you said quietly to him.
He sighed, "It really does," and held ur head against him. "We'll debut next time."
"Yeah, next time," you replied.
After a few minutes the tears stopped. You stopped hugging Jay, and turned back to the original misson, finding Matthew, but he was. still nowhere to be found. Your phone pinged, a message from Matthew.
"I'm sorry you didn't debut, but keep fighting! You got this!"
You read the message, and left him on delivered. If he wanted to leave it that way, so be it, if he wanted to not be seen with you fine, if he wanted to go be with his new group, Zerobaseone, who were you to ssy anything. You left the venue, wanting to leave it all behind you, the message, Boys Planet, and Seok Matthew.
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Three month later you got a call from your agency.
"So.....how do you feel about debuting y/n?"
"I want it more than anything else"
"Well then, do I have news for you..."
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Anyways I hope it's ok, also idk what to name it 😭
