Synopsis: where yunho comes asking for kisses and cuddles
Pairing: yunho x gn!reader, idol!yunho household au
Genre: fluff
Word count: 634
Warnings: none
Notes: when will it be my turn T-T
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It was your first day off in several weeks and you had decided to spend your time trying out some new recipes that had been patiently waiting for you in their Pinterest board. You were happily baking away in the kitchen, your hands covered in flour as you prepared the delicious treats, putting a mental note to remind yourself to save some for Yunho and the rest of ATEEZ.
The sweet aroma of vanilla essence, chocolate and cinnamon filled the air, making your mouth water. Yunho, who had returned from practice earlier than expected, couldn't resist the temptation of seeing you in the kitchen. He entered with a big grin and quickly made his way over to you.
"Hey there, beautiful," Yunho said, his eyes sparkling with affection, as his arms went around your waist, pulling you against his chest into a back hug.
Startled, you turned around, immediately relaxing after seeing your boyfriend, you noticed his hair was slightly wet and his thin t-shirt clung to his body because of sweat. ‘He’s been working hard’, you thought to yourself and exclaimed, "Hey! When did you get back, I didn’t hear you come in?”
“ Just now, what are you baking? Can I have a taste?", he said, his eyes swimming in mischief. You chuckled at his eager expression, “Not yet, Yunho. I'm not done, and you know it's bad luck to taste the batter before it's baked."
He pouted playfully, "Oh, come on, if not that, what about a tiny kiss for good luck, then?". He moved away from you, leaning against the doorway with a puppy like expression on his face. You could almost see his drooping ears.
You shook your head with a laugh, "Nice try, but no. I need to focus on these treats."
Undeterred, Yunho decided to try a different tactic. "Okay, but what about some cuddles? Can I at least get some cuddles?"
You couldn't help but smile at his adorable request, but you still had work to do. "I'd love to, but right now, you'll have to wait till I’m finished……unless you want flour on your face."
Yunho's playful side kicked in, and he decided to get your attention in a different way. He sneaked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, once again but instead this time he began tickling your sides.
"Yunho, stop it!" you giggled, squirming away from his tickling fingers. But he was relentless, continuing to tickle you as you tried to resist.
Finally, you managed to turn around and grabbed a tiny bit of frosting from the nearby bowl. With a mischievous glint in your eye, you smeared it on Yunho's nose, laughing at his confused expression.
"What did you do?" Yunho asked, crossing his eyes and trying to see the frosting on his nose.
You couldn't stop laughing as you replied, "I put a little frosting on your nose, that's all."
Yunho raised an eyebrow, a devious grin forming on his face. Before you knew it, he had taken a small amount of frosting and playfully smeared it on your cheeks and nose.
"Oh, you're in for it now," you said, reaching for more frosting. You put some on your finger and swiftly swiped it across his lips before pulling him into a sweet kiss.
He chuckled against your lips, but his laughter turned into a surprised gasp when you discreetly grabbed more frosting and slathered it onto his face.
Yunho's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Alright, you got me! I surrender!"
You both stood there, covered in frosting, laughing together and enjoying the playful moment. The kitchen may have been a mess, you knew you’d have to clean it up later but seeing the smile on Yunho’s face made it all worth it.
fluff / 500 words / cw. body image, physical appearance
♡᭫ᮢ seonghwa would love your chubby cheeks.
he would see it as a sign of being healthy and perceives it as only natural. he adores the way your cheeks create a softer facial structure. he would have the constant urge to poke or kiss your cheeks. most definitely would pull you in for a kiss by squishing your face, calling you by a nickname "ah, my beloved mochi"
♡᭫ᮢ hongjoong would love your stretch marks.
he would think of it as art and would encourage you to take pride in it. if you have stretch marks in secret places or places only he would see, he would melt. it would be something that is special and private shared only by you two. even if you have them in visible places, he would think of them as something that makes you you.
♡᭫ᮢ yunho would love your height.
whether you're taller or shorter than him would not matter at all. if you're tall, he'd enjoy looking up to your beautiful face and kissing your jaw while hugging. if you're short, he'd jokingly use you as an armrest because he is too shy to actually put his arm around you. kisses on the top of the head and forehead.
♡᭫ᮢ yeosang would love your weight.
if you lose weight, he would be proud of you for doing something for yourself. if you gain weight, it would only motivate him to lift more and gain strength. honestly would be so understanding and accepting. all he cares about is if you're happy and healthy.
♡᭫ᮢ san would love your freckles.
as someone who also has freckles, he would understand why you're having a hard time loving them. nevertheless, he would make it a requirement to tell you your freckles are precious everyday. he hopes you learn to embrace your stunning freckles one day.
♡᭫ᮢ mingi would love your skin color.
doesn't matter whether you have light skin or dark skin to him; he does not have a preference. he truly just goes with the vibe or personality. what matters to him is how good a person is. honestly would believe you're a gorgeous person no matter what.
♡᭫ᮢ wooyoung would love your nose.
he is rather confident in his nose and would want the same for you. although he accepts your opinions, he still believes the correlation between the size of your nose and your beauty is trivial. you have a small nose, he would boop it. you have a big nose and he would enforce butterfly kisses. your nose would probably be his fav facial feature
♡᭫ᮢ jongho would love your personality
you may believe you're too "loud" or "obnoxious," but he doesn't mind. he admires your ability to freely express yourself with others. he loves seeing you happy and excited about something you're passionate about. even if you're too quiet or timid, he wouldn't mind that either. he would respect you and your space. would wait patiently for you to approach him.
You pulled threw your dance bag over your shoulder, today you were going to a different dance class because your dance teacher was sick, you dance ballet so you didn't know how well you would do at a different class, but you were willing to give it a try.
You stepped out of your small apartment and walked outside, you hopped into your car and drove to the dance school, picking up some food along the way, once you got to the school, you finished the rest of your sandwich and went inside.
"Crap, I'm late", you groaned to yourself.
As you were running to get inside, you tripped on practically nothing and fell flat on the floor, "Crap", you laid there for a few minutes regretting your life decisions, then you heard a males voice.
"Uh, need help?", The boy asked.
You stood up and dusted off your clothes, "I'm fine, I do it all the time", You laughed, "You know gravity and all"
The boy laughed, "Makes sense, I'm like a giraffe in roller skates"
You chuckled, the boy was tall and his smile was a sight to behold, he seemed really nice.
"I'm Y/n"
"Yunho", He shook your hand, "I assume you're a dancer?", he said looking at your pointe shoes that fell out of your bag and onto the floor.
"Oh yeah, what about you?"
"Yep, I love dancing", the two of you walked to the dance room, "We're doing some mini competitions today to see who dances best, would you want to do that?"
You followed Yunho to a ballet barre, you later found out that he didn't do ballet and he really didn't know how to explain the type of dancer he is, "a little bit of everything", he said.
As much as you didn't want to admit it, Yunho was actually adorable, everything he did was sweet and funny...
While Yunho was busy speaking with the dance teacher, you rolled your legs then pulled on your pointe shoes, your body still ached from your previous performance and a part of you slightly regretted getting into ballet, but you also knew that you loved ballet, so you had to keep trying.
You placed your hands on the barre, rolling up on your toes. Yunho glanced in your direction, mouth open as if he had never seen a ballet dancer before, you felt shy, your heart beat rapidly and you had butterflies in your stomach but at least now they were flying in formation.
"So Y/n", The teacher said, "My name is Mrs. Lee, I'm your dance teacher"
You bowed, "Hello"
"Will be competing in todays competitions?"
You nodded, "I don't see why not"
Mrs. Lee smiled, "Well, we will wait for the other students to arrive but for now, you can warm up"
You smiled and turned back to the barre, doing your pliés and tipping our pointe shoes as far as you could go, you began to imagine the dance in your mind, the music, the lights, the crowd, you could see it all and it was beautiful.
Yunho slowly made his way over to you, he placed his hands on the barre and started doing squats next to you, he went up an demi pointe and giggled.
You raised a brow, "Yunho, what are you doing?"
"Ballet"
You laughed, Yunho was still doing squats and humming the sugar plum fairy from the nutcracker, a ballet you knew quite well.
"You like the nutcracker?"
Yunho blushed, "Its the only ballet I know to be honest"
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, other than swan lake and stuff- wait aren't those the only ballets?"
You sighed, "There's a lot actually"
Yunho made an "O" with his mouth, then brushed it off with an awkward laugh, not long after, some other people entered the room, you felt awkward considering almost all of them were guys.
Mrs. Lee entered not long after, her heels clicking on the floor as she walked, she was tall and thin, her haired pulled tightly into a bun, exposing her rather sharp facial features.
"Good morning class", Mrs. Lee smiled, "I hope you are all doing well today"
One of the boys smiled, "How are you doing today Mrs. Lee?"
Ugh, teachers pet.
Mrs. Lee smiled again, "I'm doing well Hongjoong", she turned back to the class, "I hope you all had a chance to practice for todays competitions"
One boy with purple hair raised his hand.
"Yes Wooyoung?"
Wooyoung thought for a moment, "Whos she?", he pointed his finger at you, "Is she new?"
Mrs. Lee nodded, "She came from the ballet school on the northside-"
"wait where's your tutu?!"
"You don't wear tutus to class, they are really only used for performances", You laughed.
Wooyoung frowned, "Oh"
The rest of the boys looked at you in confusion, they must not be used to seeing ballet dancers at the school.
Mrs. Lee didn't seem to mind much because she quickly began the class, explaining how she had to pick up her daughter in a little while. So that meant that the class would be left unattended for a few hours, but she left Hongjoong in charge, who eagerly accepted his role as leader.
After Mrs. Lee left, Hongjoong scooted to the front, a smile slapped on his face.
"So-"
Yunho interrupted, "we have competitions today Joong, no one wants to hear your speech"
Hongjoong scoffed, "I wasn't going to make a speech-"
"You said that last time, then you rambled on for like 3 hours"
You held back a laugh, you didn't want anyone to think that you were making fun of them or anything, plus it was your first day at the school, you didn't want to have a bad rep.
Seonghwa stepped up, "Okay, one, stop arguing", he glared at Hongjoong, "two, stop giving speeches"
Yunho and Hongjoong sighed in defeat, then Hongjoong regained composure and continued what he was going to say.
"Pick your partners, Woo and San you stay with Seonghwa"
The two boys sighed, "What?! why Seonghwa...?"
Hongjoon shot them a glare, "Yunho, you be Y/n's partner"
"What if I wanted to be Y/n's partner?", Mingi whined.
Hongjoong glared again, you swear all this boy did was glare.
Yunho skipped over to you, placing his hands on the barre again, he watched you carefully as you stretched, you felt our muscles being pulled as you slid down.
"Wow!", Yunho exclaimed, "Your really flexible!"
You blushed, "Um thank you"
You slid down into the splits, leaning back over your legs, Yunho stared with his mouth open the entire time.
"Y/n?"
You looked up at Yunho, "Yeah?"
"Can you teach me ballet?"
Your eyes widened, "How flexible are you?"
Yunho lifted his leg onto the ballet barre, "This is it"
You laughed as you stood up, "Well can you do the splits?"
Yunho tried to slide on the floor as you did, but he failed greatly, grabbing his thighs.
"Oh god, it hurts"
You giggled, "Come on, your on my team...I'll teach you"
A/n: Hello!! If you guys like this story then I will write a part 2 to it! also, I was thinking, since so many of you read my stories/imagines/oneshots ETC, I'm coming up with a name for my fans...although you might not be a fan, you still read it and I'm so appreciative of all of you!!! sooo drumroll pleaseeeee
I will be calling you guys, my Bébés!! Sure, it may sound cringey to you but I like it.
I love my Bébés soooo much and thank you for everything!
Warnings - Nothing, other than Yeosang being absolutely ethereal in that pic.
Word Count - 1.2k
Yeosang, your best friend, and you were hanging out at the house as you usually did on Saturday mornings. Your mom and dad were away, so it was just the two of you.
"What would you like for breakfast?" You asked, pulling out a cereal box from the cupboard and throwing it at him.
Yeosang furrowed his brows, holding the box away from him as if it had contracted a disease or something. You looked over at him before reaching for the bowls, he hadn't responded so you wanted to make sure he was actually listening, but when you looked at him, all you could see was that he was being picky again.
"Well, what were you wanting for breakfast?"
You really didn't want to cook this morning and the idea of actually having to mix something made you want to flop back into bed with a bag of crisps. But no one could really blame you, everyone had their eyes where the thought of exerting yourself made you wanna cry.
Yeosang gave you an evil smile, "Chicken?"
You rolled your eyes, climbing down from the counter. "Fine, but you're paying".
Stepping down completely, you slipped on a pair of slippers in the doorway and grabbed your sweatshirt, which by the way looked beautiful paired with a pair of Spongebob shorts you had owned since the 8th grade.
After grabbing his sweatshirt and the keys off the counter, Yeosang ran to the car, practically hopping inside. Only Yeosang, you thought, could get that excited over the thought of chicken this early in the morning.
You quickly followed after him, locking the door behind you with a spare key that had been hidden under the "welcome" mat for ages. Once you got to the car, you shooed him out of the driver's seat.
"Why can't I drive?", He whined, walking over to the other side.
You rolled your eyes as you took the keys out of his hands, "Yeo, not a chance. I don't want to have to explain to my parents that you almost killed us because you were being an idiot".
Yeosang shot you a glare, "it was ONE time".
Finally, Yeosang got into the car and buckled up. You slowly pulled out of the driveway, your fingers tapping on the steering wheel as you waited for a few kids to cross the street. Eventually, the kids moved and you were able to pull completely out, giving them a small wave of approval as you drove down the street.
"So, where were you wanting to get food?"
"McDonald's."
It wasn't far, but you expected better from the Chicken connoisseur himself.
You turned to him, disappointment was obviously heavy on your face. "Of all places in Seoul, you choose Mcdonald's?"
Yeosang shrugged, "It sounded good, and they have this new chicken sandwich that I keep seeing on TV. I want to see if it's any good".
You turned the corner to Mcdonald's, shaking your head. "I expected better from you Kang Yeosang".
After much debate on whether or not to go inside to order, you finally decided to just do the drive-thru. You ordered, paid, then took the food to your house. As you drove, Yeosang fed you french fries, mostly because he wouldn't let you reach into the bag, calling you a thief every time you took one (which wasn't exactly an exaggeration, because your fried potato addiction was getting a bit out of hand at this point).
After you got back to the house, you made a picnic in your room. You weren't very hungry, mainly because Yeosang had fed you so many fries on the ride home, but you still ate your food. Yeosang was unusually quiet when you ate, not saying more than a few sentences every few minutes.
The mood had completely flipped in a matter of minutes.
"What's the matter?" you asked as you sipped your drink.
Yeosang shook his head as he shoved a handful of fries in his mouth, "Nothing."
Okay, you raised an eyebrow, he never said "nothing", and he always spoke his mind. So something was obviously wrong.
"Sangie, tell me", you whined, laying yourself across his lap.
Yeosang rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Can I ask you something, Y/n?",
"Uh of course"
It was a little nerve-racking to face him, as he had never asked you any questions with so much seriousness.
Yeosang took a deep breath, "Be honest, do you like Wooyoung?"
After a moment of silence, you started to laugh, which eventually turned into cackling. You were laughing so hard, your stomach hurt and your eyes watered.
"Wooyoung? really?", You laughed.
Yeosang made a confused face, "Is that a yes or no?".
"No Yeosang", You replied, "Why do you care?".
Yeosang blushed and turned his face away from you, he remained silent as he looked at the ground.
"Yeosang", You poked his cheeks, " Do you like me?",
Yeosang looked at you with wide eyes, his face bright red.
"Wha-what, who told you?", He choked out.
Inside he was a complete nervous wreck, he could even feel his palms begin to sweat as your face cracked into a devilish smirk.
"No one, I was just seeing if that would make you crack. Which I was right about."
Yeosang blushed again, "I-i, Y/n! Why do you do this to me?"
Totally caught off guard, you kissed Yeosang on the cheek. Dodging the question like a pro.
"uh, what was that for?", He gulped. Every bit of awkwardness coming out in one sentence.
"Because I like you too".
Yeosang gulped again, he leaned forward until your lips collided and he kissed you softly. The kiss was sweet and gentle, but really REALLY awkward.
"Yeosang, now can I tell you something?", you giggled.
Yeosang nodded, "Okay".
You took a sharp breath before you spoke, "That was my first kiss"
" Mine too"
You both blushed profusely, then you heard the front door slam shut.
"Y/n! Yeosang!", Mingi ran up the stairs and opened the door.
You and Yeosang were still sitting on the bed, your face still close to Yeosang's.
Mingi stopped in his tracks, "Oh! Am I interrupting something?", standing awkwardly in the doorway. He already knew what was going on by the crap-eating grin on his face.
Yeosang glared at Mingi, "You tell anyone and I will personally kill you".
"I- fine", Mingi rubbed the back of his neck, "Well, Hongjoong wanted me to get you."
"Why?", You hopped off the bed and handed Mingi a food bag, "This is yours", you smirked, "IF"...
"If what?"
"IF you tell Hongjoong that Yeosang and I aren't home"
Mingi nodded and took the food as he ran back down the stairs.
You and Yeosang spent the rest of the day watching movies and hanging out at home, Mingi actually followed through with your request, and the boys all thought that you and Yeosang were with your parents on their trip, Mingi came up with that excuse when the boys started to doubt him. But, In the end, you not only spent a lazy but amazing day with your best friend, but you also went to sleep that night with your best friend and now Boyfriend, Yeosang.
I feel really weird making a post about me, but after seeing @soft-teddybear about me page they made, I really wanted to make one myself.
I'm an 0'4 liner who is currently struggling to get through her very last year of school (I literally graduate in June) and after high school, I'm planning on going to college for web design and business. I write when I feel like it and as much as I'd like to have a career in writing, I feel like it would cause writing to become tedious and not as relaxing. I speak English and French (I know the basics for other languages but that's not important), but speaking more than one language can be messy at times, so bear with me.
I'm a multistan, so I will write for multiple groups at a time. But for now, I mostly write for ATEEZ because they are my ult group. My bias in ATEEZ is Yunho and my bias wrecker(s) are Mingi and Yeosang, but let's be real; we all simp for every member eventually. I also stan BTS, ITZY, aespa, Stray Kids, IVE, StayC, Red Velvet, G(IDLE), Blackpink, TXT, P1Harmony, and more. But because my whole life doesn't revolve around kpop, I have to spend quite a bit of time cleaning and studying, so I write when I can.
I'm not that big of a writer on here or Wattpad for that matter, so if you really like my content, please repost or tell your friends! It would mean a lot to me if you would help me. Also, if you want to translate any of my works, go ahead, I don't mind! As long as I get full credit for my writing, it should be fine.
Feel free to request, I take most requests unless they are something that makes me feel uncomfortable, for example; smut, little space, and controversial topics that I choose not to get involved in.
Thank you for reading and if you actually got this far, have a cookie 🍪.
Hi, I’m a literature student who is currently on break and wants to go back to her writing fics days to remember why she liked writing on the first place and to cope with her mental illness English is not my first language but I’m studying and practicing a lot.
I’m a multi stan but I want to focus on writing for Ateez before expanding into other groups bc I don’t think I have enough practice. My ateez bias is mingi, other groups I considere I’m big fan are Monsta x, oneus, bts and stray kids, bias are changkyun, leedo, taehyng and felix.
Here’s my master list where you can find all of my works as well some works in progress, the published ones can be found under #rosie writes in my profile, I hope you’ll something you’ll like there. Please do not repost or translate my posts.
you can request if you want to but just have in mind I usually write fluff, I don’t feel comfortable with writing really dark stuff or smut since I don’t have enough practice, I might give it a try but i don’t have lots of experience there.
I post stuff about my daily life under #rosie thoughts if you are interested to know me a bit more c:
if you’re a new tumblr user from tiktok or IG or something and only like posts and dont reblog them yeah people will think you’re a bot and block you but you will also make this website actively worse. they want “algorithmic” users like you, served recommended posts through likes, not people who just follow each other and respond to the direct chronological feed. there is a reason this website is still better than the rest, even with all its problems, do not ruin this
ok i need to make this clearer: if you do not reblog posts and only like them you are contributing to this site actively getting worse and becoming like all the apps you hate. keep likes to things you just wanna keep off your blog. reblog everything else. ESPECIALLY fanart, which always needs a reblog.
and FYI: what i’m saying here is backed up by tumblr themselves. they admit this publicly.
if you want a good RECENT (as of the end of February 2022) overview of what is going on behind the scenes at tumblr, it is basically what i’ve been saying for years: the core staff is tiny, constantly not being listened to when they advocate for us, the community, and working there is a nightmare:
And how it can find itself again for a new generation.
Reblogging to encourage people instead of only liking is really not that fucking hard if you dont want people to be discouraged cuz their stuff get zero interactions and 99% useless likes and be driven off the Platform.
Warnings - Depression, suicide, and eating disorders, so if you are triggered by these things, please do not read this one-shot.
Word Count - 1.3k
You stare at yourself in the mirror, a small feeling of contentment coming over you. It had been weeks since your last real meal and you were finally getting the body that you had dreamed of for so long, but you still didn't feel happy.
Yeosang had been plenty busy with his group and concerts, so you hadn't really seen him in person since he left Korea to go on tour, but it had already been 3 months, and you knew that he would be coming home soon, and if you were lucky, you thought, you would be gone by then.
A part of you wanted to stay but another part of you knew that if you did stay, all you would do is drag people down with you, "Yeosang would be too busy to notice", you thought. Perhaps your thoughts were just out of your immense sadness, but you had already made your decision, and nothing was going to change your mind.
After you got dressed, you picked up your dance bag and pulled on your jacket, walking out of the door into the cool air. This was your last dance class, so you made sure to dress in your very best. You felt...happy? as if all your problems were finally over, you wouldn't have to live with the person in your brain telling you that you weren't good enough or that you were too fat, you were finally getting away from the harsh reality you lived in.
You stepped into the dance studio, greeting and smiling at all your fellow dancers and friends, your happy smile hiding the fact that this would be the last time they would be seeing you. You took a seat and slipped on your satin pointe shoes, running your fingers along the seam...saying goodbye. Once finished, you stood up and began stretching. Shortly afterward, the dance teacher came inside and began teaching the dance class.
You pulled off your shoes and placed them at the door. "It's time", You sighed, walking inside the apartment and going directly to your bathroom. You didn't even bother locking the door behind you, no one was home.
You had recently given your cat to San as a gift, and he adored your little kitty, so you knew that she would be in good and slightly overwhelming hands. You pulled the pill bottle out from the cabinet, shaking it almost without thinking, you poured a handful of pills into your hand, then stared at the person staring back at you, a small smile grew on your face, and in a matter of seconds, you had swallowed the pills completely, waiting for something to happen.
You tapped your finger on the counter, waiting until the sharp pain came in your chest, further consumed your entire body. Your lips began to quiver as foam escaped your mouth, your body shook violently as you collapsed to the ground. "This is the end", you thought, the only thing coming into your mind being Yeosang and his smile, but you knew this was for the best, he would be happier this way...it would all be better in the end.
You closed your eyes, the only sound being your heartbeat that seemed to echo. You were tired, your body ached all over, you knew this was it, but then you heard a voice, a voice that seemed to make you jump.
"Y/n!", Yeosang called, "I'm home!", His tone was cheerful as he searched the house. You heard his steps stop at the bathroom door and hoped that he wouldn't open it, but that was life wasn't it? Never going the way you wanted.
You remained silent, you couldn't speak, you tried to open your mouth but only bitter air escaped your lips. You tried to get up, but you were flat against the floor, writhing in horrid pain. Yeosang opened the door, the smile that sat on his face disappearing at the sight of you, tears began to well up in his eyes and he crouched down, lifting your body off the ground, he screamed for help, and in a matter of seconds, the boys were in the bathroom, all yelling frantically. Seonghwa quickly called the emergency services, his tone panicked, his heart raced as Yeosang held your writhing body, Yeosang tried to talk to you, just wanting an answer to come from your mouth, but you only stared at him, eyes half-open, you slowly raised your hand to his face, touching it softly before it fell, hitting the ground, your eyes fluttered shut, you wanted to keep them open, just one last time, but it was too late, then your world went completely black.
"Where am I?", you thought, opening your eyes.
The room around you was bright white, so bright you had to squint at first. A voice suddenly spoke, catching you completely off guard. You looked up and a woman with curly black hair stared down at you, her eyes bright green.
"Who are you?" You said, "Is this heaven?"
The woman remained silent. You felt her cold fingertips touch your face as she smiled and left the room. A warm hand touched you softly, its touch almost distant. It was a familiar warmth, a warmth that brought you back sweet memories. You turned your head and looked at the person, his eyes tired and red.
"Y/n", He whispered, "I'm sorry"
You shook your head, trying to comprehend what he was saying, you couldn't speak, only air escaping you as you tried, it was more of a bitter cry than anything else, tears welled up in both you and Yeosang's eyes, he crawled next to you on the bed and kissed your cheek before nuzzling into your neck and crying, he held you tightly as he cried, murmuring words only God could understand.
"Don't leave me Y/n", He sobbed, "I was so scared, I couldn't imagine losing my best friend", He continued crying as he held you close, "I'm sorry I made you feel like you had to do this".
You pulled with every last bit of strength you had, pushing past the stone that lay heavy in your throat, "No Yeosang", You whispered, "I'm sorry."
Authors Note: Okay, so you all might be wondering to yourselves, "Why such a dark ATEEZ oneshot?", well let me explain why I wrote this...
As many of you already know, I struggle with an eating disorder and suicidal thoughts and sometimes, things feel too difficult to even keep going, sometimes I want to quit and "leave this world behind" and when I go on sudden hiatus's from Wattpad or Quotev, it's because I'm trying to talk myself off the ledge, and I don't tell many people this, but I don't have a very good support system offline and It's really hard for me. I have struggled with a lot of things in my life and I always strive to be the better person or support for someone else, I fake my smile every day and reply to everyone with happy words and love, but inside...I know I'm falling apart, and people just tell me, "Just stop writing then","Go offline", "stop telling people", and of course, I do take breaks from writing to try to help myself, but sometimes the only thing keeping me alive is my writing and being able to escape to other worlds through my writing...so I'm trying...but someday, I don't know...I might let go...I love you all and I will keep writing until I'm have let go of it all...
Love,
Raini
The mom and sister to the people who never had one. I love you all and I hope that I can always be a part of your lives, and bring smiles to your faces both with myself and my writing.
Warnings - A few random jokes that may be inappropriate to some viewers.
Word Count - 776
You are visiting your friend Hongjoong at his dorm. You really hadn't seen him much since he and his band debuted. So you thought it would be fun to surprise him, or so you thought...
You walk into the building and find the room where they are all hanging out. You walk in and tiptoe behind Hongjoong.
Everyone else exchanged some looks of confusion, turning to one another before they looked at you again.
Apparently, they didn't remember you, which wasn't exactly their fault, you really hadn't gone out of your way either to meet them in the past. And the few times you had visited Hongjoong before, they weren't with him.
"BOO!"
Hongjoong jumped.
Quickly, he turned around and saw you standing behind him and when he realized it was you, his face lit up and he pulled you into a tight hug.
"Oh my god! It has been so long!" He exclaimed, practically squeezing the life out of you.
On the other side of the room, Wooyoung cleared his throat. Which only meant that he wanted to be caught up on what was going on considering everyone was just as confused as he was. Hongjoong figured that out pretty quickly, so he released his python-like grip around you, smiling awkwardly.
"Guys, this is my best friend", He pulled you forward and you waved a sweater paw shyly at the guys.
"Hi everyone, it's very nice to finally meet you all". You said, flashing a smile.
You wanted the first impression to be nice of course, who wanted to be remembered as the awkward person who doesn't have any people skills? Not you, nor did you think anyone would want to be remembered in such a way.
Everyone waved and introduced themselves as you and Hongjoong made your way to a small couch not too far away from the door, but just as Hongjoong was going to sit down, a woman with short black hair knocked on the door and stepped in, her heels quickly on the floor beneath her feet.
She greeted everyone. She turned to Hongjoong and smiled, "The manager would like a word with you, and it's nothing to worry about".
San's eyebrows furrowed. "Just Joong?" he asked.
"Don't worry, he won't be long," She said reassuringly, as she led Hongjoong out of the room.
He turned before he got too far away and said, "Guys, don't do anything stupid...Y/N, keep an eye on them".
And after a couple of seconds, he disappeared behind the door again.
While laughing, the boys had mock offended looks on their faces, muttering, "How could he?". Finally, one of them looked at you. He had introduced himself as Yunho just minutes earlier, he gave this authentically happy energy that no one else could ever replicate.
You replied, "Sure!"
you stood up and followed the boys out of the room into their practice area.
As soon as you got in, Yunho asked them to play some music.
"You like to dance?"
"Oh yeah!" You yelled striking a dramatic pose.
"Oh, she'll fit in well". Mingi laughed as he pressed play on the music.
Give it to me I'm worth it
Yunho slut dropped to the ground, while Mingi stood above him. Everyone else was bouncing around like a fool except for Seonghwa, who was smiling painfully at everyone.
As time went on, you began to dance with San, who was very extra when he danced.
You guys were so engrossed in dancing that you didn't notice that Hongjoong had walked into the room and was standing in the doorway disgusted.
"So hot," Seonghwa exclaimed, watching Yunho twerk. You really hoped he was kidding.
Hongjoong ran towards you, shouting "Um..guys!" as he ran.
Covering your ears he said, "What have you done? You're about to corrupt her.".
"I am already corrupted," you laugh as San's arms wrap around you and he rests his head on your shoulder.
Hongjoong looked at you two with wide-eyed expressions and said, "Nope." He then looked at Wooyoung, who was doing a half squat and making faces at Jongho.
"I swear you guys are on something." He sighed running his fingers through his hair.
"Would you be surprised? I mean look at them!" You laughed wrapping your arms around his waist and squeezing him tightly.
"Nope, also you are not allowed to come to the dorm anymore." He groaned as you squeezed him tighter.
There was a scream and a high-pitched one, everyone looked in Sans and Wooyoung's direction. San was biting Wooyoung's ear.
You looked at them confused. "Are they a thing or something?" You whispered.
It's 3 AM, and you got a call from Wooyoung. Apparently your boyfriend Hongjoong was staying up super late to get some work done.
"Please, just come Y/N, he won't listen to us," Wooyoung whined.
You groaned loudly and looked at the clock. "Dude, it's 3 freaking am!" you yelled into the phone.
Wooyoung made a whining noise like a puppy and you just rolled your eyes and ended the call. You rolled out of bed and slipped on a sweatshirt. Well, it wasn't your sweatshirt; it was Joong's, but you still wore it, anyway. You drove to the boy's dorm and unlocked the door. The house was pretty quiet except for the jingling of your keys when you walked.
"The boys must be asleep," you whispered to yourself as you walked to Joong's small studio, where he did most of his work.
You creaked the door open and popped your head in. "Babe?".
"Y/n, what are you doing here?" Hongjoong said, rubbing his tired eyes.
"A little bird told me you wouldn't go to bed. " You laughed as you sat on his lap.
Joong sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I can't go to sleep when there is so much work to be done," he whined.
You pressed your forehead against his and looked into his eyes. "You.need.to.sleep," you said stubbornly.
You stood up and grabbed his hand, and then you dragged him to his room. You pointed to the bed as he stubbornly stood in the doorway.
"Get your butt in bed," you demanded as you lay on the bed and pulled the covers over your body.
He rolled his eyes and lay down beside you, his arms wrapping around your waist.
"I'm going back to work after you fall asleep," He whispered in your ear.
"You better not! Or so help me I-"
"You know what? Punish me? Oh, I'm so scared," He mocked.
"Shut up and go to sleep."
He kissed your cheek and turned off the light. You felt warm and content in his arms.
Sometime later, you rolled over and felt the bed.
Joong wasn't there.
"I'm going to kill him." You sighed as you rolled out of bed and walked back to his studio, where he was sitting doing some more work.
You cleared your throat loudly. He looked in your direction and made an awkward smile.
You look at your watch, "It's 5 in the morning". You glared at him and grabbed him by his collar.
"Aye, I have to finish!" he tried to get out of your grip. "You are really strong for a girl," he whined.
"no, you're just weak"
You pulled him back into the bedroom and while you were walking, you saw Yeosang in the kitchen. He was eating something out of the fridge. He turned around when you walked through the kitchen. He was eating a chicken leg.
The three of you awkwardly stared at each other. "Aren't you on a diet?" Joong asked Yeosang, whose mouth was full.
"Why don't you shut the frick up?" Yeosang said with his mouth full and took another bite.
You rolled your eyes. "You two need to go to bed."
"I was hungry!" Yeosang whined as he got into the fridge again.
"What are you doing now?" You asked.
He took some Ben and Jerry's ice cream out of the freezer and grabbed a spoon. "I'm going to my room," he said in a matter-of-fact voice.
He walked to his room and shut the door. You and Joong looked at each other, confused.
"Um..."
"Let's just go to bed," you sighed.
You and Hongjoong got into bed and you waited until he fell asleep, then you shut your eyes and fell asleep with him.
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