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୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ kitkat (noun) • if han jisung was just a girl
★ 20 + latina + wlw + any pronouns
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➠ 10. NO SAD ENDINGS
☆ DUSK TIL DAWN | Z. YUFAN X READER prev « m. list » next &&. apocalypse au smau, non-idol au, friend group!cortis, fem-implied reader, etc. ♬.ᐟ now playing: blackbird all content is purely fictional !
days since impact: eight
★ mytwinsung queue:
dusk til dawn pt 10 (finale)
2yul x latina!reader smau
♥︎ mytwinsung drafts:
west coast chap 4
hockey bf!james
han (skz) drabble
𝔒VERTHINKING
⠀⠀⠀𓂂 ◟ ͜𓏼˚synopsis⠀⨟⠀Jongseob and Soul (separately) help their partner through generalized anxiety!
WARNINGS⠀◍꒰͡†⠀mentions of anxiety intrusive thoughts panic and anxiety attacks
⠀⠀⠀𓐇˚ִִ𓈒 ۫ 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋⠀word count⠀⨟⠀O.4k⠀᭄᭡⠀request can be found here .ᐟ⠀(՞ ′̥̥̥ ᜊ ‵̥̥̥՞)⠀comfort fluff⠀༜𑜞𑇓࿐۫⠀now playing anxiety by doechii⠀𐔌 ᥩྀི. ˔ ، ꒱⠀
personal message from the author⠀𐔌♡ ⃟ྀི͚̊꒱ ⠀THANK YOU FOR THIS REQ! srry it took so long </3
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Jongseob is the most patient boyfriend anyone could ask for. His hands are always somewhere on your figure, most commonly in your hands.
He's always scanning your surroundings for anything that could possibly trigger your anxiety, wanting to help you stop the anxiety before it starts happening.
Jongseob can somehow know what you're feeling before you have to say it. With just one glance, he knows exactly what's wrong.
If someone's badgering you to try and get you to speak more or whatever other stupid stuff, Jongseob is immediately stepping between the two of you and calling them out.
Jongseob listens to all of your intrusive thoughts and paranoid ideas. Whenever you tell him something you're afraid of, no matter how irrational, he does everything in his power to attempt to diminish your fear as much as possible.
The first time you had a panic/anxiety attack around him, he had no clue to do. He attempted to offer you his sweatshirt and grabbed a tissue box.
After that first time, he never wanted to leave you suffering alone like that again, which means he did lots of research.
He also makes sure to ask you what helps with your anxiety since he knows every case can be different. He just loves you so much and wants to help you however he possibly can.
Soul definitely gets what having anxiety is like. With moving to a new country and starting a very public job, he has definitely felt that kind of pressure before.
Soul understands how you're feeling on a spiritual level. Whenever you begin to feel off while at the mall with him or on a dinner date, he's getting you out of there before you can even blink.
If there's something specific that always tugs at your paranoia and intrusive thoughts, he makes sure to check that thing before you have to.
Do dark rooms make you feel like someone's hiding in them? He's lighting up the room before you get the chance to enter. Ordering your food makes your heart race? He's asking your order before the waiter comes over so he can correctly relay it.
Soul always has the best ideas to unwind after date nights out. He knows being in the public eye with the added risk of people recognizing him is stressful, so he makes sure to have a stress-free activity set aside for after, such as building a lego set or sketching together.
Soul isn't great with words during your panic attacks. Instead, he brings things he thinks would help. Within a few minutes you have cold water, one of Soul's sweatshirts, a box of tissues, and two blankets ready for you sitting nearby.
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saw a tweet like “i want 2 boyfriends so i can dress them like twins” <- this is 2yul to me 🫶
゛💭 ⸝⸝.ᐟ⋆ BEST LAID PLANS
<𝟑 k. ohyul x reader &&. fluff. est. relationship. fem-implied reader. masterlist — you & ohyul have different ideas about what constitutes a “fun date.”
this is the last time you ever listen to ohyul when he says he’s got a “cute date idea.” you’re already dreaming about chewing him out once you’re comfortably laying horizontally in proper air-conditioning with your aching feet elevated.
“slow down!” you huff after him, practically wheezing for breath trying to keep up with his brisk pace.
he’s jogging. you’re dying.
➠ 09. NO OTHER HEART
☆ DUSK TIL DAWN | Z. YUFAN X READER prev « m. list » next &&. apocalypse au smau, non-idol au, friend group!cortis, fem-implied reader, etc. ♬.ᐟ now playing: feel the light all content is purely fictional !
days since impact: six and a half
➠ 09. NO OTHER HEART
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days since impact: six and a half
➠ 08. RED DAWN
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days since impact: six
➠ 08. RED DAWN
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days since impact: six
➠ 08. RED DAWN
☆ DUSK TIL DAWN | Z. YUFAN X READER prev « m. list » next &&. apocalypse au smau, non-idol au, friend group!cortis, fem-implied reader, etc. ♬.ᐟ now playing: towards the sun all content is purely fictional !
days since impact: six
ooouugh slightly overserved and thinking about doing (idol) taking care of tipsy/drunk reader and i WILL be taking suggestions so speak now or forever hold your peace 🫶🫶
➠ 07. THE CULMINATION
☆ DUSK TIL DAWN | Z. YUFAN X READER prev « m. list » next &&. apocalypse au smau, non-idol au, friend group!cortis, fem-implied reader, etc. ♬.ᐟ now playing: louise all content is purely fictional !
days since impact: five and a half
NOT SO SLICK 𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖
❪ 6102 ❫ 。 james 𝗑 𝖿!𝗋 𝑖𝑛 not so slick! ✿
in which, everytime the members walked in on you and James kissing… drabble
⋮ ⌗ ┆ suggestive, kissing, | based on anon request
OFF THE RECORDS (6th member story.)
SEONGHYEON
“You know what i want? I wanna get a dog, with you, in our house when we’re older” James smiled in the kiss.
Steam still lingered in the dorm bathroom.
James had you against the counter, the kiss slow and romantic, nothing overly heated.
Just you two giggling, kissing in between whispered words.
“I’m scared of dogs, dummy.” you laughed, nipping at his bottom lip. “We should get a snake instead.”
➠ 07. THE CULMINATION
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days since impact: five and a half
pairing: boyfriend!james x femreader
summary: when illness becomes harder to hide and fear convinces you to carry it alone, James refuses to let you suffer in silence.
other notes: chronic illness themes, discussions of declining health, loss of appetite, emotional vulnerability, anxiety, crying, fear of abandonment, heavy angst with a happy ending. (3k) - request!
James had always been observant.
It was one of the innumerable amount of things that you loved about him.
The way he remembered small details nobody else seemed to care about.
The way he noticed when you were cold before you even realized it yourself, already wrapping his hands around yours to rub them together and heat you up.
The way he could be in a room full of people and somehow still notice when you were uncomfortable.
Small things.
James paid attention.
He always had.
Which was why, lately, you had started becoming afraid of him.
Not because he was doing anything wrong.
But because he was noticing.
And you didn’t want him to.
At first, it was easy to hide.
Everyone gets tired.
Everyone has bad days.
Everyone loses their appetite sometimes.
That was what you told yourself.
So when James noticed you skipping breakfast, you laughed it off.
“Coffee is basically breakfast.”
He had stared at you over the rim of his mug.
“That is the worst thing you’ve ever said.”
You laughed.
A real laugh.
And for a moment, you thought you had convinced him.
But James just smiled softly.
He didn’t believe you, not entirely.
Then came bigger things.
Things that were impossible to explain without admitting something was wrong.
Like how you started sitting down halfway through getting ready because standing for too long made your head spin.
Like how you began taking longer showers because you needed the steam and the quiet when your body felt too heavy.
Like how you started sleeping closer to the edge of the bed because you didn’t want James to notice when you woke up in the middle of the night, fighting for air.
You thought you were being subtle.
And you were.
But James noticed every single thing.
The first time he found you on the bathroom floor, he didn’t panic.
That was what scared you most.
James always reacted.
He was expressive, passionate, impossible to hide from.
But that morning?
He opened the bathroom door.
Saw you sitting there.
And went completely still.
“Hey.”
Just one word.
Quiet.
Careful.
Toothbrush stuffed into his mouth, messy hair and a complicated expression that made you feel miserable and scared all at once.
You looked up and immediately smiled.
“I’m okay.”
And there it was again.
That sentence.
The sentence he hated.
James crouched down in front of you.
“How long have you been sitting here?”
You shrugged.
“Not long.”
His eyes moved over your face.
The tiredness.
The way you were trying too hard to look normal.
“Love.”
You looked away.
“I just got dizzy.”
His jaw tightened.
“Dizzy enough that you ended up on the floor?”
You didn’t answer.
And James didn’t push.
That was almost worse.
Because James knew.
He knew something was happening.
But he knew you weren’t ready to tell him.
After that, James changed.
Not dramatically.
Not in a way you could call him out on.
He just became quieter.
He started making your favourite meals more often.
Started texting you during breaks at the studio.
Started checking if you had eaten properly every single day.
jjam ❤: What did you have for lunch? ❤️
you: Haven’t eaten yet...
The dots kept appearing and disappearing repeatedly.
jjam ❤: Ok.
Then another message.
jjam ❤: I’m bringing you food.
You would laugh.
You really don’t have to baby ❤️🤣
jjam ❤: I know But I want to ☺️
And that was always his answer.
“I know.”
Because James never did things because he had to.
He did them because he loved you.
The worst part was that James never made you feel like a burden.
You did that all by yourself.
You saw the concern in his eyes.
You saw the exhaustion when he thought you weren’t looking.
You saw him lying awake at night, staring at the ceiling.
And you could only think that you were doing this to him.
So you tried harder.
You smiled more.
You hid more.
And somehow, that only made it worse.
Dinner was where he finally stopped pretending he didn’t notice.
The apartment was quiet.
Warm.
Normal.
Soft jazz playing somewhere in the living room through the radio.
Deam lights adorning the apartment, giving it that cozy vibe he had always insisted it needed.
You hated that it felt normal.
Because nothing about this felt normal anymore.
James was telling you a story about the studio.
Something about Martin sitting on his guitar by accident or something similar.
You listened, well, pretended to.
You smiled.
You reacted at the right moments.
You were getting good at pretending.
Too good.
“Baby.”
You looked up.
James was staring at your plate.
“What?”
“You haven’t eaten.”
Your heart sank.
“I have.”
His eyes lifted to yours.
“Right.”
Not angry.
Not accusing.
Just certain.
You looked away.
“I’m not that hungry.”
James was quiet. Just a silent sigh escaped him before he stood up and collected his plate.
You watched him walk to the kitchen to clean up.
For a moment, you thought you had escaped.
Then the sound of running water stopped.
And his footsteps came closer.
And somehow his hands ended up resting on your shoulders as he stood right behind you.
Gentle.
Always gentle.
“Talk to me.”
Your throat tightened.
“I’m fine.”
A pause.
Then:
“Please don’t do that.”
You froze.
Slowly, you turned around.
James was looking at you.
And he looked tired.
Not physically.
Emotionally.
Like he had been holding something inside for too long.
“I know you’re trying to protect me from something. And I appreciate it.”
Your eyes burned.
“But you’re hurting yourself to do it. So don’t.”
And that was the sentence that broke you.
Not because it was cruel or anything like that.
But because it was true.
Your face crumpled.
“I didn’t want you to be scared.”
James’ expression changed instantly.
“Oh, love.”
A tear slipped down your cheek.
“I didn’t want you to look at me differently.”
And James looked like those words physically hurt him.
“Different?”
His voice was barely above a whisper.
“Do you think I only love you when things are easy?”
You couldn’t answer.
So he continued.
“I love you when you’re laughing.”
His hand brushed your cheek.
“I love you when you’re annoying.”
A tiny smile appeared through your tears.
“I even love you when you’re stubborn.”
Another tear.
“So I will love you when you’re scared.”
His own eyes filled.
“And I will love you even more when you need me.”
A shaky breath.
“Especially then.”
James didn’t have a magical solution.
He couldn’t promise everything would be okay.
He couldn’t erase the fear.
And maybe that was why you believed him.
Because he wasn’t pretending.
Sure, he was scared too.
But he stayed. He always did.
And that somehow made you feel at ease.
That night, when you woke up again, you expected the usual.
The darkness.
The sound of your heavy breathing trying to be muffled.
The feeling of being alone with your thoughts helplessly.
But this time it was different.
James was awake.
And his hand was already reaching for yours.
“You’re awake.”
You whispered.
He simply nodded.
“Yeah.”
“You should sleep.”
“So should you.”
A tiny smile.
“You’re impossible.”
He smiled back.
“Yeah.”
Then his expression softened.
“You won’t get rid of me that easy.”
You laughed quietly.
And James closed his eyes for a second, like that sound alone was enough to keep him going.
Then he kissed you. Soft, gentle. Your breath slowing down somehow.
“You don’t have to make yourself smaller so I can handle loving you.”
Your eyes filled.
“You’re not too much.”
A pause.
“You will never be.”
And for the first time in weeks, you didn’t feel weak.
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treating myself to writing another ohyul x dramatic!gf bc i just stubbed my toe so bad im abt to cry