part of Walking in a Winter Wonderland by @starlit-jenoā + @neocitybynightā ! + of World of the Streets series !!
āĀ synopsis :Ā snowfalls seems to mark the days were you meet haechan, a series of meetings much like snowflakes all unique in the way they form and fall leading to christmas.Ā
āĀ genre :Ā angst ! + fluff ! with sum crackheadness
āĀ pairing : streetracer haechan! x mechanic!reader (fem)
ā word count : ~ 5kĀ
ā release date : dec 15 !!
ā taglist : @flirtyhyuckā @danishmiilkā @rouiyanā @xiaojunssmileā
ā prompts :Ā āsanta, tell me if he really cares. ācause I cant give it all away if he wont be here next yearā - Ariana Grande ( santa tell me )Ā āLast Christmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears Iāll give it to someone special.ā - Wham! (Last Christmas)
āDude, you paying any attention?ā you snapped at the boy in front of him, whoās eyes shone in the light moonlight that streamed through the clouds, small snowflakes beginning to fall from the sky. Making their slow descend into the ground.Ā
āYeah. something about hot-pockets?ā haechan stuttered and cursed under his breath.Ā
āYes, and the sky is pinkā your response left him confused, and you with a growing smile that he knew heād have to see more of.Ā
āWell I mean, technically it isnāt blue soā¦āĀ
āAnd your car is going to run on hot-pocketsā you laughed again, and Haechan shrugged he figured that if Renjun were here and not two cars away he would have been able to say something on the term that technically they could if the energy was broken down and the bonds changed, but he was not Renjun.Ā
authorās note : iām having lots of fun writing this !! thought i have yet to finish it lol hpefully i can get it done it time. im at 3k currently but i think itās gonna def shoot over 5k idk weāll see !!
ā£ all of this is in my perspective! i will judge as a fellow potterhead based on their personality traits and behaviour. feel free to leave your opinion in my asks! ^^
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grryfindor
the sorting hat sorted:
-> kun
-> jaehyun
-> lucas
-> hendery
-> mark
-> jeno
-> jisung
reasoning:
a gryffindor's traits- courage. bravery. nerve. chivarly.
they all outstand in terms of having a strong heart. they take their stand- do not sway from an encounter, and would always strive to do the right thing.
also a bunch of jocks who look scary and menancing at first look, but start talking with them and you'd simply melt into a wonderful conversation- filled with sincere laughs and snorts.
slytherin
the sorting hat sorted:
-> johnny
-> yuta
-> ten
-> winwin
-> renjun
-> haechan
-> jaemin
reasoning:
a slytherin's traits- ambition. cunning. leadership. resourcefulness.
a mind of a fox. sharp and witty, always playing on the edge. despite their quiet exterior, you could never expect what sort of surprise awaits if you mess with them.
can be as fluffy as a bunny once you truly understand them, or if they take a liking to you- *coughs, yumark* also would win in every game they enter, but they choose not to.
ravenclaw
the sorting hat sorted:
-> doyoung
-> jungwoo
-> yangyang
-> sungchan
-> chenle
reasoning:
a ravenclaw's traits- intelligence. learning. wisdom. wit
they value information. wheter an introvert or extrovert, they are good observers who easily knows how and when to defuse a situation, making themselves seem superior to others.
should also mention they are extremely savage, and thirsty for knowledge. they want to know your weakest points, so that its easier for them to take you down. basically slytherin lite, because they aren't scheming- (looking at you donghyuck)
hufflepuff
the sorting hat sorted:
-> taeil
-> taeyong
-> xiaojun
-> shotaro
reasoning:
a hufflepuff's traits- hard work. patience. justice. loyalty.
ah. the true good humans- who love peace and bonding, and seek friendship in every interaction. they find the positive in every downfall- and are definitely a rare type in modern times. treasure one if you found them, for they are truly a keepsake.
they would buy you a coffee or take you out for a lunch in all of a sudden. they smile often and is always the mother/baby in a team. you love their clingy and affectionate behaviour- its so endearing and cute!
ā£ do leave a comment/feedback on wheter you liked my fic or not. please keep in mind it should be constructive and not straight-up hate. this will greatly help in my writing, as i'd like to feel motivated to pump out more fics for you :)
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"doyoung, can you hear me?"
you spoke loud and clear through the audio, fingers crossed he could hear you.
a crackle and buzz was emited from your poor old laptop, and doyoung's face glitched on the screen, his mouth nevertheless breaking into a smile.
"i can hear you loud and clear baby, but for God's sake- when are you going to get your laptop f-fixxed?"
you were oblivious to his scolding tone and continued to grin at him. "the shop guy told me it'll take a week to fix it- but i need to submit my assignment in two dayyss-" you replied planitatively, pouting your lips. he let out an amused sigh.
"you're telling me you have an assignment due in two days and you sitting here talking to me?- are you that free?" he grumbled at you, a tug at the corner of his lips. the screen glitched again, but you continued pouting.
"you sound like my mom doyoung-ah, what's the matter? don't want to see your girlfriend's beautiful face?" you stuck your tongue at him, and he stared back, clearly surprised by your playful demeanour.
"ahhh-" he nodded his head.
"you're right, i do have to see my girlfriend's beautiful face- or else, how do i survive?" he lamented with a hint of exaggerated sorrow.
you rolled your eyes at his sacrasm, but smiled sadly just a moment later.
"i really miss you doyoung."
your room was suddenly so quiet. you could almost hear a pin drop.
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"it's such a beautiful evening."
you mused softly to yourself, slowly taking in the scenery and hustling fall of leaves around you. the chill of the biting wind blew against your jacket, and you huddled in it- hands deep in its pockets; grateful for its warmth.
"beautiful- like you." you hear a quiet giggle beside you and smiled amusedly, turning away to hide your heated cheeks.
"do you like taking these walks with me y/n?" you hear him ask shyly, and you returned to his gaze- just to meet face to face to his shining eyes. they trembled slightly at the sight of you- and you let out a little laugh. he must have been nervous.
"do you think i do shotaro?" you asked him back, a playful smirk on your lips.
his eyes widened at the sound of your reply, and he stammered back an answer.
"i- i think so?" he frowned, furrowing his eyebrows in mild concentration.
"well, i'd say- oh look a kitten!"
you squealed at the sight of a black and white figure, stumbling across the jogging pathway. it was trying to walk on its weak little paws- any every massive effort it took to raise each of its leg simply melted your heart.
you picked up the kitten and brought it along the corner of the pathway, finding a park bench.
"y/n- what are you doing?" you hear shotaro ask, his voice inquisitive and bright- almost child- like.
you sat on the park bench and patted on the seat beside you. "come sit!" you waved at him, and he slowly sat beside you, all eyes on the creature between your fingers.
the kitten purred softly in your gentle grip, and your brought it close to your chest- you're already heads over heels.
you see shotaro staring longingly at the little baby, his eyes glazing over as he watched the patch of black and white fur squirm in your hands.
"hey- wanna hold it?" you ask him softly, and he nodded eagerly. you handed to him its fragile body- and you were taken aback by how careful he was; the man was controlling his every move. a brilliant smile broke across his face when the kitten gave a tiny lick on his thumb.
"ahhh- it licked me!" he gasped.
"miaw" the kitten seems to reply, rubbing its tiny head over his fingers.
"hehe-" shotaro giggled back, bringing its gentle body closer to his face. you stared at the picture of a man and his cat- and you realised one thing the two of them have in common: you were completely and utterly in love with the two of them.
the breeze was back, and it blew through your thick jackets and hair. shotaro covered the kitten's body with his mittens- making sure its the last time it would ever feel the chill of the wind.
the sun was setting- and the sound of the crickets could be hear all around you. "we're taking it home right?" you hear him ask you- voice full of hopefullness and sincerity.
God he is so pure.
"maybe if you kiss me- i'll consider"
he stares at you for a good two seconds- clearly unwavered by your attempt to make him nervous. he slowly reached for your lips, and you feel him plant a soft peck between both your mouths- and your heart fluttered wildly. he grins.
he reaches out to kiss you one more time- just one more time amongst the fallen orange leaves and darkening blue skies, as the little kitten slept on his lap; comforted by the fact it found its home.
āI canāt believe I got stuck with you, of all people, as a dance partner.ā
āWhat? Scared Iāll steal the spotlight?ā
āIn your dreams, Lee.ā
member: haechan
au: dance partner and rival!haechan x reader
word count: 4.9k
genre: angst/a little suggestive (see warnings for more info)/fluff at the end
warnings: talk of insecurities and thoughts of self-doubt, a house party (no drinking, smoking, etc. is implied in any way), reader is kind of stubborn, some mentions of āsexual tensionā in the context of a dance (but nothing beyond), moderate kissing, and (um. how do i say thisā¦) a brief discussion of dance steps involving the hips/pelvis and haechan is smug as heck about it.
authorās note: As a dancer myself, this idea came to me after we learned the choreography for Thriller in class one day! And yes I know Halloween was weeks ago but shhh. I just couldnāt stop picturing this scenario with Haechan in mind! It has more angst than my usual works so I struggled with writing it at times, but I hope itās not too bad! Itās also my first time writing an enemies to lovers au. :P I would appreciate any feedback about things I can improve on in the future. Without further ado, I hope you enjoy!
network tags: @kpopscape @neo-constellations
āā¦Youāll be partnered with Haechan.ā
The words of your instructor seem to swallow up the dance studio youāre standing in, echoing off of the walls with a piercing sound that makes your ears ache, your gut twist, and your blood boil.
AN: I low-key strayed pretty far from the prompt itself, but I liked how it turned out
Late night studying was never fun. But studying by the windows gave Y/N a beautiful view of the campus grounds as he typed away at the countless essays he was assigned. Getting up out of seat to go and buy a coffee, the second-year student saved his progress and grabbed his coat, walking out of the library to the cafe that was only a short stroll away from campus. But at the start of December, it was bound to be hair-raisingly cold.
The gentle breeze flowing through the short mullet Y/N was sporting, he tugged the edges of his coat closer, in an attempt to warm up. He no longer needed to once he reached the cafe, exhaling as he eyed the menu. Waiting in line to order, when it was his turn, Y/N looked to the menu once more.
āAh, Iād like a caramel Frappuccino please, thank you - Jaemin?ā Cutting himself off when he noticed his classmate in front of him, Y/N simply blinked for a moment. Giggling, Jaemin prepared the order, handing it over to his customer - and friend.
āHere you go Y/N~ youāre lucky you caught me at the end of my shift. Iāll finish up here and join you, okay?ā
āOh - okay-!ā Shaking his head to try and get rid of the pleasant shock, Y/N took a seat by a window seat, taking small sips of his drink. Sure, it was cold, and Y/N knew better than to drink something cold, but hot coffee always made him sleepy. Perhaps it was the ice; he didnāt know, but he did know it helped him stay up during his late-night study sessions. In the library, with Na Jaemin no less. Caught up far along his train of thought, the same person Y/N had been thinking about had approached the table, looking a lot more casual than the chic uniform he had been wearing not too long ago.
āThank you for waiting, Y/N-ah, did you come from the library?ā Jaeminās question was met by a nod, and he continued, a knowing smile on his face,Ā āof course~ shall we go then?ā he suggested, helping Y/N to his feet. Leaving the cafe together, both introverts preferred the silence, little comments made here and there until they both arrived on campus.Ā About to head their separate ways, Y/N paused when Jaemin offered to keep him company. The literature major had been alone in the library for the most part of a few hours, and some company didnāt seem all that bad. Agreeing to the pink-haired maleās offer, the two made their way into the large on-campus library.
Pulling out the chair beside his own, Y/N sat down and cracked his knuckles, exhaling before returning to typing up his essay. Jaemin had some studying to do of his own, and so went in search of a few textbooks to revise from for his Social Studies class. Setting the books he gathered down with a little thud, Jaemin started reading, concentration kitted into his brows. It was quiet, save for the sound of Y/N typing away and Jaemin flipping the page every now and then.
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