That One ADHD Dreamer

Doing nothing but writing little stories here and there! INFJ/Minor/Writer Check out my Youtube Channel if you get the chance!

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Mini's Masterlist:

Fandoms:

Aphmau

Haikyuu

Kpop Demon Hunters

My Hero Academia

Need Help?- A Guide to my Blog

Mini's Masterlist- See my masterlist for each Fandom

Mini's Dreams- My ideas for fics

Mini's Broadcasts- Previews for Fics that will most likely come on my YouTube Channel

Mini's Subconscious- My own little thoughts about anything at all

Mini's Broadcast Channel- My YouTube Channel!

Mini’s Transmission Guidelines- Rules for Requests

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I am DAYS away from finally graduating High School!

and I still have not recorded any videos. I still have 50 drafts.

But, I did take some college credit courses. Finally figured out where Imm going for college. I’m also realizing, that in order to succeed, I really do have to think about future me so much.

Which is weird, because future me has anxiety about the future.

Anyway, if I have random”I did it!” posts, that’s why!

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My Hero Academia Dance AU- UA Dance Academy

Shoto Todoroki's Story- Read it on Ao3

Prologue

Chapter One- Dreaming...

Chapter Two- Dreaming...

Chapter Three- Dreaming...

Chapter Four- Dreaming...

Chapter Five- Dreaming...

Epilogue- Dreaming...

Eijiro Kirishima's Story-

Dreaming...

Katsuki Bakugo's Story-

Dreaming...

Izuku Midoriya's Story-

Dreaming...

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Shoto Todoroki's Story- Prologue

You'd seen him hanging around pretty often, and other than he doesn't dance here, you didn't know much about the boy with the Two-Toned hair. You briefly wondered how it got to be like that. Why he got to have his hair like that. It was gorgeous. Not that you'd tell him that.

You'd been dancing at UA Academy of Dance since the ripe age of 14. It was your second choice, but you didn't mind it. Moving to a new city was rough. If you knew anything, you knew that.

But now, the two-toned boy was in front of you.

"Yin, this is your dance partner." You blinked. "Wha...? H-how?" You blabbered, feeling guilty for just how slow your mind had caught up with your brain.

"He transferred here. His father-" The boy cleared his throat, shaking his head. Ms. Kayama nodded, putting her hand on his shoulder. "He's new here. Mr. Toshinori thought it would be best to put you two together." Of course he did.

Mr. Toshinori (Formerly Known as All Might in his dancing days) had done his job as the new studio owner, and had entered UA into some competitions. The newer thing this year is that there's a duet division.

It changed the energy of the studio entirely. Now there was more drama than just Midoriya's ongoing beef with Bakugo.

but now... you had your own drama.

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That One ADHD Dreamer turned 2 today!

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Pheonix Drop High: Season One

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

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Happy New Year!!!

Happy New Year to my tumblr fam! (Kinda)

I’ll be honest, I’m spending this new years alone and sleep-deprived. But hey, character development!

uhm… yeah. I think that’s it… See you guys on my Youtube Post :)

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New Post coming tomorrow!!!

P.S. if you could have any of the stories read on my YouTube channel, which one of these three would you want?

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It’s kind of hard not to look- (Iwaizumi x Reader)

I still remember(Suna x Reader)

Sneaky Kitty (Kuroo x Reader)

Voting ended onNov 22, 2025

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When you play for the girls' volleyball team>>>>>

Just a little list of headcannons for things that've defintely happened in the Haikyuu-verse.

Yaku Morisuke

“Okay, you-Gosh, Lev, you’re so close, just-“ You hissed under your breath in frustration as yet again Nekoma's freakishly-tall-half-russian proved that just because your characteristics match with a certain sport does NOT mean you should play it.

“Okay- if you just- No- Lev.” You said trying to adjust his elbows. Your prided yourself on being a great libero- which is why you were so surprised when Yaku said he needed a volleyball favor. (Not to mention that Yaku's skills as a libero had you both in awe, and feeling a ridiculous urge to be a better libero)

However, it made a little more sense as you cringed at Lev's form with receives. You mentally ran through all the tricks that you'd taught your teammates to help them remember. It'd become muscle memory for them so quickly but, Lev was... built different. In every sense of the word. You demonstrated how he was supposed to be bending his legs, pinching the bridge of your nose as you watched him try to receive a ball Kuroo spiked in.

It would've been a great receive-! Had he not moved his arms up to catch the ball. You gave Yaku a helpless glance, before taking a deep breath, biting back your annoyance, instead choosing to help the first year adjust his stance.

Yaku shook his head, feeling almost bad for calling in the favor you owed him. No favor could ever really equate to trying to work with Lev in his eyes. He went to go fill up the water bottles, wondering if maybe after this would be a good time to ask you out. It might make up for the extra time you'd spent trying to help Lev. But as he walked back, water bottles filled (With one extra for you) it was clear to him that maybe now wasn't the time.

Turns out even the most patient person can be made into the opposite when trying to train "Nekoma's new ace."

Matsukawa Issei

Oh how you hated Thursdays.

“Y’know, maybe you’d be better as a Libero.” A twinge of annoyance filed into your ears as you flubbed another serve. You couldn't help but glare up at tall, dark and irritating as you set yourself up to serve again. "Your serves are... well... they could be better."

Joint practices were supposed to help improve both the boys and girls teams. Statistically, they did their job, but...

"Shut it, Matsu." You grumbled, slamming the ball into the ground to shake off the nerves. You tossed the ball into the air, and right before your hand connected with the ball he muttered:

"All I'm saying is, aren't you supposed to be like... the Oikawa of the girl's team?" and you turned, the ball bouncing right off your head. You blinked in surprise, before feeling the fury bubble up in your throat.

"Do you ever stop talking?" You hissed, grabbing a ball from the ground, as Matsukawa Issei (Also known as the bane of your existence- or at the very least, of your volleyball improvement) snorted at your annoyance. "Why are you laughing? It's a genuine question!" You shouted, pressing the volleyball to your stomach.

"Because I'm helping make you a better player." He said, with the same self-assuredness that normal people use when saying the sky is blue. You stared, trying hard to both process what this tall gnat had just said to you, and trying to manage the insurmountable amounts of self-control you needed to keep yourself from throwing the ball. At his head. With full speed.

"I-HOW IS YOU MOCKING ME HELPING ME BECOME A BETTER PLAYER?!?!?!?!" You raged. The entire gym went quiet, and I looked around, a sheepish grin spreading across my face. "Sorry. Please, continue." You said, tip-toe-ing over to the bench to grab my water bottle, embarrassment flaring hot behind your cheeks. You really needed to work on not yelling at Matsukawa. Get it together. He's obviously doing it for a reaction. Just don't give it to him.

"You can hit your jump serves now." He stated. I looked up, only to meet his dark eyes.

"What?" You asked, as calmly as you could possibly manage.

"You couldn't hit your jump serves until the joint practices started happening." He said, before taking a sip of water and setting his water bottle down next to you on the bench. You blinked in surprise. You didn't expect for him to be paying so much attention, but he wasn't wrong. A few months ago, you hadn't been able to hit most jump serves.

You pondered, fiddling with your water thought, watching him talk to some of his teammates befoer looking down at my shoes, and taking a deep breath.

Thursdays had to be the worst for you. For Matsukawa though? They were the best day of the week. Seeing you irritated by something he said had to be the best feeling the world.

Miya Osamu

Osamu hated joint practice days because of the extra socialization. He liked volleyball, he liked winning. What he didn’t understand was how the girls’ team would help them improve.

That is, until he met you. You were horrible at the game. And you tried to improve. You really did. But you couldn’t block to save your life(“My fingers are GOING to break.” You said, eyes wide as you watched the other girls practice.) Being a libero was perfect for someone your height, but the thought of diving like that? Terrifying! Your serves were abysmal, and honestly, most people who watched you “play” wondered how you stayed in the club. And for awhile, Osamu didn’t see why you were still in it either. You didn’t score any points in practice, and you beyond belief. tjoint practices he watched closer.

“Hey, Himari! If you don’t mind, I have a suggestion?” You asked the third year, tilted your head as you watched her reaction to the net. She sighed. Osamu watched, curious. You weren’t gonna give her advice, were you?

“i think you’re getting in your head a little bit. Do you maybe want to talk? About what it is that seems to bother you about getting too close?” You asked. At first, Osamu stared. He’d never seen anyone with… well… with guts like yours.

Tsumu swaggered over, leaning on Samu’s shoulder. Oh, is she why you scored so low on that test you were studyin’ so hard for?” He asked, smirking as he eyed you.

“Shut it tsumu. That was just- i wasn’t at my best… that day.” The day after a joint practice day. But Tsumu didn’t need to know that. For now, he’d keep his own little secret.

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Meet My OC! (Part Two)

Miami's Minecraft Diaries counterpart is still kind of being fleshed out, but she does have a sickness she was relentlessly fighting against for a while, and she became a guard despite that.

As a gift, in her next life, Irene gave her the power of the [Redacted] to make up for her short lifetime, as she only lived to be 25 years old in MCD.

In MCD she did end up with Garroth, because it was generally painful for everyone to watch Miami's hopeless pining. Also, I'm thinking [Redacted] also makes an appearance in MCD, which explains why Miami and [Redacted] just instantly disliked each other. they were just too similar, and chose two different paths in both universes

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love it when mutuals appear in my activity like omigosh hiii

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This isn't a request but I'm excited that you're writing for kpop demon hunters ! Do you have a favorite character?

Hi! I'm so excited to be writing for Kpop Demon Hunters too! It's so hard to pick a favorite, but I think probably Zoey is my favorite! (Abby comes in a very close second though!)

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Meet My OC! (Part One)

Author's Note: I did loosely base some of this off Aphmau Wiki layout. I just wanted a place to talk about this character, because she's been hanging out in my head since I finished the show, so I figure I might just need to get some of the story out.

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Name- Miami Rivera Blue Lycan

Biography- Similarly to her brother and sister, she did not have a great childhood. She is the youngest out of the three Lycan siblings, and was mostly raised by her siblings, as her parents were mostly in meetings or on business trips. When they were around they were oddly strict, to just Aaron and Miami. The two wondered add to this, as well not being there, when they were there, they were strict. For Miami especially as she was "gifted" a power by Irene referred to as the [Redacted] She is meant to balance out Aaron and the Ultima curse, though she is a similar kind of creature.

Appearance- A hue of brown that's just in between the almost-blonde of Melissa, and the dark black of Aaron's hair. She has Brown eyes that turn Dark bue when she's either in Ultima form, or trying to protect other's from Rampage. She's got a semi-athletic build, since she'd been dancing for as long as she can remember, though she was largely self-taught.

Personality- She's sarcastic, empathetic, logical, and tries very hard to be grounded, but it so often fails that most people refer to her as spacey. She is playful, and energetic, often known to give 110% to nearly everything she does.

Quotes-

"Gar, it's more the dancing than the feathers, you know that, right?"

"Why are we doing all this to get to a place literally called "Love~Love"?

"A good Alpha doesn't leave her friends to die. Betas are meant to follow the Alpha too. I don't stand around and do nothing. Not when my friends are being hurt."

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I'M FREE TO COMMENT!!! My How the Saja Boys would confess request is so good! Don't worry about it! I wasn't free either so I understand! I absolutely love everyone's parts 😍 I love it especially Abby accidentally confused at a bookstore 📚, you had been talking about this place for awhile 🗣️, he realised he just finds you adorable in general 😳, his first thought is to help you grab the book 📖, he remembered how mentioned about your weight to the Huntrix girls 🤔, the girls didn't see a problem like him ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯, you could keep up with the girls better than some choreographers ヽ⁠(⁠｡⁠◕⁠o⁠◕⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ, you just smiled & change the topic :), he lifted you up with ease 😁, you weren't amused but asked if he's okay 👍, he reassured you that you're perfect & he can probably carry thrice your weight 😉, you caught on & pointed what he said ☝️, he didn't deny it 👍, his heart fluttered at your laugh 💗😆, you hugged him when you told him it's sweet 🫂, he asked you on a date which you accepted 🫴, he grinned widely with an arm around you ^⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠^, Baby was making a playlist for you which is how he realised his feelings when he added love songs he normally wouldn't (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)⁠! (it's perfect for me as a hopeless romantic 😍), you were eating spicy ramen alone 🔥 🍜, he kept avoiding you including no eye contact & no text 🙂‍↔️, he would usually be your taste tester 😉, you felt so down that your accidental burn isn't as bad 😔, you missed him so much that you would rather have him tease you 😁, you got a link to a playlist for you ⏯️, he said something had gone badly if he does in the past 🗣️, he rested his head on your lap 🤭, you asked with a smile ☺️, he didn't really answer 😅, you often shared your earbuds with him 🫴, he remembers a song you told him about 🗣️, you didn't expect it to be full of love songs from him 💘🎶, he asked for your thoughts ❓💬, you called him the fastest you ever did in your life 🤳, Jinu found a TikTok with a dance that could work (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧, you couldn't help but overthink 😵‍💫💭, you joined in some dances as you didn't mind showing off your skills 😉, you recognised the song the moment it played ▶️, you asked what trend is this ❓, he leaned in O///O, you asked if something is on your face ❓❓, you thought he's going to kiss you like me >///<, he cuddled with you like a cat 😺, he blushed as he admitted he did want to kiss you which you agreed 🤭, he decided a hug should be fine which he's completely right 💯, you relaxed & saw how kind his eyes are ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡, you looked away because you're trying to hide your smile 🫣, Mystery would be your secret admirer 🤫👀, he had a small smile when you found out 😊, you found him & hugged him after he left you a note 🫂, he chuckled as you bombarded him with questions 🗣️❓❓❓❓❓❓, he loves how you looked like when you're excited (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠), he finds it even cuter now 😍, he was worried about something going wrong 😖, he relaxed as he knows it was worth the risk to see you giddy with joy (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠), Romance struggled to make it romantic 😅, he decided on a picnic 🧺, the first date would have been fine if it wasn't a horror movie 😰🎥, dancing in the rain without towels left both of you sick 😷, you agreed because you couldn't resist his puppy dog eyes 🥺, you were worried about tripping like me 😅, he made sure you didn't 👍, you were worried if it's a movie again 😅, you found the picnic beautiful (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠), both of you smiled but you looked away bashfully 🙂‍↔️, he lead you to the picnic with soft words 🤭, he had great choice of food 🥪🍪, he had cake that asked if you would be his 🍰, and you already know what you're going to answer 😉 Thank you so much for doing my request because I love it so much :)

OMG i’m SO GLAD you loved it! I was worried because it took so long, and I haven’t written much for them since watching the movie!

I’m planning to write more for them, but probably in an AU!

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The Beta Ultima- Prologue

Read it on Ao3

The Lycan house was buzzing like never before. Finally, something other than training was happening for the two oldest Lycan siblings. the two sat almost unnaturally still outside the nursery, waiting excitedly for their little sister. Melissa, being the oldest, was watching Aaron closely, making sure the younger boy didn't fall out of line.

"We gotta listen to Mom and Dad, be stealth!" Melissa whispered, her tail wagging just slightly as Aaron giggled.

"I'm so stealth!" He said, wiggling his little fingers as his tail wagged vigorously behind him.

"What do you think she's gonna be like?" Melissa asked, tilting her head as they both leaned in towards the door.

"I think loud." Aaron nodded. He was a very serious four-year-old, and it was almost comical how sure he was that his new sister would be loud. "Daddy's not gonna be happy with the baby." He said, turning to face his older sister.

"No, but maybe he'll be nicer to her, since she's so little." Melissa said thoughtfully. her tail slowing slightly. Just as the two started to ponder, the door opened, to reveal her mom holding a small bundle in her arms. The bundle that had been learning to live and breathe for the past three weeks.

"Aaron? Melissa?" Mrs. Lycan whispered, so as to not wake the sleeping bundle. Melissa practically bounced on her tip toes trying to get a good look.

"Be gentle, Melissa, okay? She's fragile." The woman said, watching carefully as the oldest Lycan daughter took the youngest one into her arms.

"Why does Melissa get to hold her first, Mommy?" Aaron asked, black eyes shining with curiosity.

"Because she's older."

"Why?" Aaron asked, and The woman shook her head at her son.

"How old are you, Aaron?" She asked, and he held up four fingers.

"Ohhhh...well, Melissa is this many" She said, holding up six fingers.

"So, she gets to hold the baby first."

While this exchange was going, Melissa was mesmerized. The baby's little hand had gripped her shirt, and she was trying hard not to squeal.

"Hi baby sister!" Melissa whispered. "You're the cutest. I promise we'll take care of you okay?" She giggled, before handing the baby back to her mother. "Can I go play, mom?" Melissa asked, and Mrs. Lycan smiled, nodding. Aaron, meanwhile, stared at the small child.

Mrs. Lycan smiled, watching her son process this new being. Aaron stuck out his finger, and hovered it over her tiny face. The baby reached up, letting out a soft sigh as the fumbled to grab the boy's hand. Aaron smiled, seemingly decided.

"I like this one, Mommy." He said, smiling up at his mother-inadvertently showing off his gaps between teeth. His mother smiled, nodding in the direction Melissa ran off to.

"Do you want to follow your sister?" Mrs. Lycan asked, and she blinked in surprise when Aaron shook his little head.

"Nope. I think... I think I wanna be with the baby, mommy." He said, sitting down next to the crib decisively. For the first time, Mrs. Lycan looked worried.

"Okay... but let's ask Daddy first, okay?" Aaron smiled, nodding. He had a good feeling about the baby, and he'd already decided he was gonna protect it no matter what.

*Meanwhile*

Mr. Lycan, Aaron and Melissa's dad, tried to read between sticky notes, before his wife called him. "Dear, our children would like to see their father!" She called, and he smiled at the thought of his family. At his oldest daughter, who seemed to already have her head on straight- and at such a young age, she reminded him of himself. Aaron was already fiercely protective, but Mr. Lycan was worried. Proud, yes, because Aaron was already grasping empathy better than he had at his age. But his son is still the Ultima, and he has powers he needs to learn to control.

The man looks down at the pages of the book as he thinks about his youngest daughter. Aaron isn't the only one with powers that need controlling anymore. The Beta Ultima powers are almost unheard of.

But he knows. Him and his wife. Their youngest daughter was the fabled creature. The man sighed. "I'm coming, dear. Just give me a moment!" He said, pressing the book shut. On the cover, a blue gem sat in the eye of a wolf. Showing the first and only known sign of a Beta Ultima. Derek traced it, before walking out of his study, the door sliding shut as the dust in the study settled. Unbeknownst to anyone in the house, the Gem glinted in the light of the setting sun.

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Does anyone else get like, extremely embarrassed with their internal monologue when seeing fanart?

Like, I saw some Haikyuu fanart on Pinterest and the first thing I thought was: “Yummy thighs”

I didn't actually think about it until later, and mentally put myself in timeout. I'm not surprised I thought it. I am surprised that it was the FIRST THING I thought.

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How the Saja Boys would confess

A/N: This one was a request! I had so so much fun writing this one, because I almost instantly thought of an idea for each one! It took forever to write because I tried to actually have a plot, and then it didn’t work, lol.

Here goes...!

Abby

It'd be on accident. For sure.

Like, his feelings weren't an accident, but how they came out for sure was.

And he definitely wasn't planning to confess in a bookstore.

He'd been wary as soon as he stepped foot in here. You'd been talking this place up for weeks, and it was probably the cutest thing he'd ever seen, next to your smile. and your laugh. and your eyes... Yikes. He had it bad. And you had absolutely no clue.

While you squealed over new releases of books, he just smiled and looked pretty. Until there was a book you really wanted. and of course it was on the highest shelf. Now you may be thinking he reaches for the book- and to his credit, that was his first thought. But then he remembered how you'd been talking about your weight to the other members of Huntr/x. They- like him- couldn't see what was wrong with it. It was just a number, after all, and besides, you could keep up with the girls better than their other choreographers, no matter what the scale said. But no matter what any of them said, you'd learned to just smile, nod, and change the subject.

So, without a third thought, he squatted slightly, lifting you up so you could get to the book. You squealed slightly, squirming in a panic as your feet left the ground. "Wh- Abby! What are you doing-?" You asked, looking down at the pink haired man, who merely smiled up at you.

"Helping you get the book. You wanted to read it, right?" He teased, and you rolled your eyes.

"Yes! Duh, I want to read the book." you said, one hand gripping the shelf while the other grabbed the book. "I got it. Can you put me down now?" You hissed, cheeks warm as your feet finally touched the ground again. You hugged the book to your chest, punching his side as you looked up at him. "Are you okay?" You asked him.

"Yeah. You don't punch that hard-" he started, before you interrupted.

"No, I mean after lifting me.

"Why wouldn't i be okay? All these muscles aren't for nothing-" He said, flexing his arms, and getting completely distracted before you said something that surprised him.

"Because I'm heavy." You blurted out, looking up at him with a dubious look. He shook his head, crossing his arms with a smirk.

"Nope. You're perfect. You're amazing in every way, and I could lift double your weight, no sweat." You tilted your head, not completely sure that last part was true. Until your mind caught on the first part.

"Wait- what?" You asked.

"Probably even triple, if I really wanted to push myself-" Abby mused, before you shook your head.

"No, you dork! You think I'm perfect?" Abby froze, his eyes widening as he realized what he'd said.

"Oh. That. Is that weird?" He asked, and you smiled, letting out a smile bubble of laugh that made Abby's heart do weird things in his chest.

"No... just... really sweet." You said, wrapping your arms around him. He blinked for a moment, before his shoulders sunk in relief.

"Sweet enough that you might want to go on a date with me?" He asked, as you pulled away from the hug.

"Sure. I'd love to." You said, as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, a smile that danced on the border between triumphant and giddy.

𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

Baby

He was making a playlist for you

After listening to it a few days later, he realized they were all lovey-dovey songs he wouldn't listen to normally.

After that realization, he knew what he needed to do.

Baby was avoiding you.

Meaning that right now, you were experimenting with spicy ramen all by yourself. Usually, Baby would be right by your side to be your taste tester, but for the past week, Baby had straight up walked the other way when he saw you. Dance practice? On the other side of the room, as close to the door as possible. Recording songs? Please. He wouldn't even look at you. And as much as you wished it wouldn't bother you, it kind of did. He was by your side for the majority of your days and now he just quit. Cold Turkey? Nothing? Not even a text? You hissed in pain as a sudden heat splashed onto your hand, and you quickly rushed your hand over to the sink for some cold water to soothe the burning sensation with a groan.

Your not-burned hand turned the stove off, and moved the spicy ramen off the eye, and you couldn't suppress the sigh that escaped you. Baby would totally have figured out a way to tease you, yet somehow, make the slight singe in your skin just that bit more bearable.

You missed him.

You hated it.

That is, until you felt a buzz in your pocket. You turned off the cold water, gently drying your hands before pulling your phone out to see a text from baby.

Well-not a text. But a Spotify link. You tilted your head, contemplating listening to it, before sighing. You cleaned up the mess you'd made, taking your time as pressure started to build behind your chest.

*Flashback*

"If I ever send you a Spotify link, it'll be because something's gone horribly wrong" Baby scoffed, shifting his head in your lap as you leaned back into the couch. You titled your head away from the romance novel in your hands.

"Random, but okay...? Why did you feel the need to tell me this now?" You asked, a smile creeping onto your lips as the teal-haired boy looked up- almost completely deadpan- at you, the only person in the house he was willing to talk to like this.

"Just... because."

*End of Flashback*

Your finger shook as you pressed shuffle. And the soft notes of "Yellow" started to play in your earbuds. (Ones you'd shared with him on way too many occasions to count) Your heartbeat kicked up as you remembered when you'd told him about this song. How it calmed you. How it could soothe the random bouts of self-sabotage that came with being a dance instructor.

You couldn't tell how long you sat listening to the playlist. All of them love songs. All of them something you never thought Baby would listen to, let alone associate with you.

Eventually your phone buzzed with a text.

Baby: So... Baby: thoughts

You've never called someone quicker in your life.

𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

Jinu

He found some dances on Tik-Tok.

The comments told you more than Jinu ever did.

But finally, Jinu finds one that might just work in his favor.

You couldn't stop reading them. The comments- well, you could, but then you'd start overthinking the whole thing. Jinu had roped you into a few tik-tok dances, and you'd had loads of fun learning them- and it didn’t hurt to show off your own dance skills.But the one time it wasn’t a dance trend? Yeah, you’d say that’s the most successful of them all, both in likes and in outcome.

This time though, he set up the camera, while you were reading on your beanbag chair. It was then that your perked up as familiar lyrics wafted out of the tiny speakers.

Baby you’re like lightning in a bottle…

Your face scrunched in recognition as you mentally sifted through songs in your head.

“Jinu?” You started, curiosity laced in your words. “Which trend is this?” He stared at you, leaning in just a bit closer. You looked away, confused as you started swiping at your cheek. “What, is there something on my face?” He gently brushed your hand away from your cheek, replacing it with his.

And all~ I need is to be struck, by…

It hit you right then what this song was usually for- trend-wise at least.

Your electric-

“wa-“ You started, your heart tripping over itself as you realized that he might kiss you. Your eyes squeezed shut as you braced for impact. What would his lips feel like?

But you were surprised to find instead that his arms were wrapped around you, and his chin was resting on your shoulder- as if he was a cat, just casually cuddling up to you.

and he hugged you lashes fluttered as I looked at the propped up phone, then up at him. Pulled me close, his cheeks disted a sweet pink, as his breath settled across the skin of my nape.

“I wouldn’t have kissed you, that.. kind of felt too fast." He whispered, pulling away just slightly. You nodded, not disagreeing in the least bit. "I figure... a hug is just as good… right?” You shivered just slightly, as a small laugh bubbled out. He does know you. Your shoulders relaxed as you nodded, looking into his eyes- ones you swore were just that little bit kinder.

“Thank you.” You breathed as he patted your shoulder, reaching past you for the phone. As he looked down at the phone, a smile spreading across his lips, you looked away, attempting to hide the huge grin on your face.

He didn’t have to say a thing. He just kind of showed you, and honestly, that's kind of all you could really ask for.

𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

Mystery

He'd totally do the whole "secret admirer" thing.

Just because I think he’d be on the fence about telling you anything.

But when you find out he can’t hide the small smile on his face.

“Mystery!” You called, looking around before spotting him frozen near the couch. A small, folded piece of paper was crumpled up in your hand, and you held it up, grinning as you ran over to him and tackling him into a bear hug.

He landed on the couch with a soft “oof.” A small chuckle sneaking past his lips as you started to ramble.

“You really like me? Me? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? How long has this been in here? Is that why you were being quiet? Quieter than you usually are?” You asked, eyes lit up in just the way he loved. He loved listening to you when you were excited about things.

It was especially cute right now though. Initially he’d thought the note was dumb. Plus, what if you didn’t see it? What if he forgot to sign his name? His shoulders relaxed though, because all his worries had ended up being for nothing. And the way your eyes were sparkling with excitement? It was so worth it.

𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

Romance

I can't see him not trying a big romantic gesture

keyword: Trying

He's been trying for a while to get them right, so he finally lands on a picnic.

You're wary when Romance asks to hang out this time. The first time he asked, it was the movies, which was fine. In theory. In practice, it went... less just say, less well. The movie- which turned out to be a horror film- had you both shaking.

Then there was the second try. Dancing in the rain. Romantic, right? Well... sort of. It definitely would've been! Had he not completely forgotten about the towels. You both spent the next week sick.

But the third time's a charm, and you couldn't resist his puppy eyes this time.

"Where are we going, Romance?" You asked, as he guided you up the rocky path. Your eyes were closed, one hand over your eyes. and you knew that there was a good chance you could trip. But the feel of his soft palms cradling your own gave you a sense that maybe you should trust him.

"It's a surprise. I'm pretty sure you're gonna love it" Romance said, as you two finally reached the top of a small hill.

"It's not another movie, right? I mean, it was a great idea, but-"

"Shush, for a second, love. Open your eyes" He coos, gently sliding your hand away from your eyes so you could see the picnic set up. A red and white checkered blanket was settled on top of the greenest grass you'd ever seen, while the sun was gently sinking towards a sunset, but not just yet. You turn towards Romance, starting to shake your head.

"Romance, this is too much, I-" He shushes you again, smiling.

"Nothing's too much for you. You work so hard, and honestly, I admire that about you." Your lips crack a small smile, and he can't help the grin that spreads across his face as he sees you look away, a little shy.

"I could be doing a lot more."

"But what you do now is enough. Relax a little bit. For me?" He said, nudging your chin to look back at the dreamy vision he'd set up for the two of you. Your shoulders relax as he places a hand on the small of your back, guiding you to the picnic. As you sit down, he starts to pull out a delicious spread of food. The last of which, being a cake with the words Will you be mine? iced onto it. Or at least that's what you think it says. But by the time the sun starts to set, it's clear what your answer is.

𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

For some reason, my brain seemed to run dry at Jinu and Baby, and this request is like, REALLY REALLY REALLY late (And I'm so SO sorry about that, but I hope you enjoyed it regardless!)