hi! i’d like to request a fluff with changkyun, and since dab is the only one who writes for Monsta X, i choose you! i don’t really have a specific plot idea, maybe a rainy day or a day off and just cuddles and cute things. feel free to maybe write an idea you had and never got the chance to or something! if you do want something more specific feel free to ask. both of your writing is wonderful from what i’ve read :)
hihi!! thank you so much for requesting!! i really wanted to write a cute fluffy scenario for changkyun but became very unmotivated so thank you for motivating me!
summary: when changkyun messages you about his day off, you can’t contain your excitement.
a/n: hi!! this scenario was based on the second button thing, in japan, to make it easier, i have this paragraph to explain it! (since i’m not very good at explaining)
“On graduation day at junior high or high schools, a male graduate may give the second button on his school jacket to a female student. It is usual for a female junior to ask the senior male student she likes for his button. If the male student likes her too, he may give her his button. Some popular male students may receive many requests from female students, but he will give his second button to the girl he likes the most, and the other buttons to the other girls. The significance of the second button is that it is located closest to one’s heart.”
and thank you to the lovely @50shadesof707 for requesting!!
- dab
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Smiling to yourself, you can’t help but run around the apartment in glee. having received a bouquet of flowers excited you, knowing that your boyfriend would be home to accompany you soon. When Changkyun first started sending flowers to your doorstep, you were slightly taken aback by the cute gesture, but he later explained to you that it was his way of saying sorry. Sorry that he was too busy to catch up with you due to his schedules. You denied the flowers at first too, telling him that you didn’t want him to spend money on flowers when you perfectly understood his reasons for not being able to be with you all the time. But you grew fond of the custom, it even managed to excite you more than just a simple text from him.
After smelling the flowers, you placed them delicately in a vase, before rushing to your bedroom to send a quick text to Changkyun.
to: kyun
hey kyun, thanks for the flowers! how are you?
It wasn’t even three minutes later, that Changkyun messaged back.
from: kyun
hi babe, we finish promotions at the end of this week, how do you feel about hanging out then?
You messaged back, pouncing on the chance to finally see your busy lover.
to: kyun
of course! i wouldn’t even think of saying no :)
from: kyun
great :) oh, and i’ve got something to give you then as well
Stopping for a second, you look to the ground as if it held the answers to all of your questions. You hummed, nodding, knowing that Changkyun’s message would be the only thing on your mind from now on.
The week passed rapidly, and you even managed to find things to distract you from messaging your boyfriend about his present. By the end of the week, you were proud and surprisingly more enthusiastic when Changkyun had messaged you he was only a few minutes away from your apartment. Knowing that you didn’t want the day to go to waste by just sitting around with him- although, you do do this more often than not- You planned a cute and chill activity that you hoped he’d also enjoy.
A loud and melodious knock echoes throughout your apartment, not being able to contain your smile, you skip towards your front door where you assume your boyfriend is waiting. When you open the door, you spot Changkyun standing with a glimmering smile decorating his features.
“Hey y/n,” he greets, pulling you into a long-awaited hug.
You smile against his chest, glad he’s finally able to rest from all of his strenuous schedules. Stepping back from him, you stare at him with so much love that you think your heart might burst. Swiftly leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips to signify how you felt at that moment.
Chuckling, Changkyun speaks, “Missed me that much, huh?”
“Of course, how could I not miss you this much? I’ve been so awfully lonely,” you smile at him whilst ushering him inside.
“What would you do without the love of your life?” Changkyun joked, following you inside.
Walking into your kitchen, you point to all of the ingredients splayed out on the counters before turning to grin at your boyfriend.
“What’s all this? Are we making something?” he questions, poking at the bags and peeking inside containers.
“We’re making cupcakes! From scratch!” you beam, handing him an apron.
“y/n, we both don’t know how to make cupcakes from scratch.”
“Shh, it’s a learning curve, kyun.”
“Learning curve, huh?” Changkyun smiled, watching you try to clean the mess the both of you made in the kitchen.
The once neat and tidy kitchen now a mess filled with cupcake batter and icing. You should’ve known it wouldn’t turn out right, considering both of your cooking skills. Scrubbing hard at the first cupcake tray, you hear Changkyun cough lightly behind you. Turning around, you find him standing cutely with a button in his hand.
“I know we aren’t in Japan or in high school, but I read about it and found it really cute,” he confesses, raising his hand to show you the button.
“There’s this custom in Japan where a junior can confess her feelings towards a senior when the senior graduates. And if he reciprocates the junior’s feelings, the senior can give the second button from his jacket to the junior,” he continues, placing the button into your open hand.
Chuckling softly, you smile at the button in your hand.
“A button? Was this your present?” you query, grinning at him again.
Nodding, he asks, “Do you know why this button is more special than the others though?”
You shake your head, not knowing the answer to the question.
S u m m a r y ; Being a princess meant marriage. And for you, this meant being married to the one and only Kim Namjoon. Or so everyone thought.
W o r d C o u n t ; 1800+
A / N ; Hii, long time no see. Enjoy this first part to a little series I’ve written. - Snek
Your eyes lingered on the trees outside the window as their leaves danced in the wind. It was a beautiful day outside, the sun was shining and a breeze swept through the air. However, you were stuck inside, with your family. You glanced up as you heard the door open, your father waltzing in dressed head to toe in a fancy suit. His walk had an oddly cheery element to it, something that was uncommon for him.
You watched as your father had entered the dining room. You were sat at the table, with dinner ready on the table, waiting to be eaten. A range of different loaves of bread, fruit and meat were scattered across the long table. And you, you were sat directly in the middle with your parents on either end of the table, a whole world away. You were quiet as you waited for your father to begin eating as it was custom that the men in the household were to eat first. However tonight, your brother was attending to the fellow kingdom with his wife, leaving you and your parents behind.
“Sweetie, your mother and I decided that it was time for us to find you a husband,” Your father spoke up, breaking the silence that drifted throughout the air.
Your heart sunk at the words, trying to gulp down the fear your body was struck with. Your eyes avoided contact with your parents, staying connected to the plate in front of you.
“Do you remember that sweet boy from the Kim empire, Namjoon?” You mother smiled, as you were sure memories of the time the Kim family came to visit yours.
You despised him, he was a rude arrogant little boy who believed that everything he could see was his. But you couldn’t help deny that the boy was smart, he even tried to get you under his spell. He had this bad reputation throughout the kingdom and the man who likes to sleep around. You thought his intentions were disgusting and his games were impotent.
“I think that’s a great idea,” You lied, plastering your face with a bright smile.
Although you disagreed with their choices, you had no say in what was going to happen. And unfortunately for you, that meant marrying the holy lord Kim Namjoon.
“Oh, and Kim’s are visiting tomorrow,”
A soft knock came from your door as it cracked open to reveal the maid’s face. Luck came her way this morning as you were already awake by the time she had to come to wake you for the day. But for you, large bags lay home underneath your eyes as you had not had any sleep that previous night. And as the first crack of light has shone through the curtains, you were up and out of your bed.
“Good morning Miss, Seohee will be ready soon,” She gave you a warm smile as the door creaked shut.
Your room was in arguably the best position within the castle. Towards the back and away from everyone and everything. Your room was tucked away into one of the towers, however, it wasn’t the only room. There was another room hidden away next to yours, but no one used it. You wouldn’t allow them. The only other life that could be found around your tower was the cats that would often wander through the halls.
Seohee was your lady-in-waiting, or really a personal maid. She has the pleasure of helping you get dressed in your dresses in the morning. Fresh from being awoken from your nights' sleep, you despised the mornings. Therefore, you always had taken too grumpy attitude in the morning. But being the sweet lady Seohee was, she has the patience of dealing with your grumpiness. Your eyes drifted to the corset resting on a stool next to your mirror, you hated the thing. It was tight which constricted your breath, not to mention it was hard to walk in. Mixed in with the stupid heels you had to wear, it was all a disaster.
A bright cheery Seohee barged through the door of your room, with a coat hanger that held up your dress for the day. It was a deep red with various gold linings. Although it was pretty, it was big and extra. The worst. Hanging the dress on the door of the wardrobe, Seohee turned to you in dismay. You groaned at her, flopping back onto the comfiness of your bed.
“Come on sweetheart, you need to get out of bed,” she spoke softly as she tried to get you to leave your bed.
You rolled onto your back, facing the ceiling. As the conversation that happened yesterday filled your mind, another load groan left your lips.
“Please don’t make me do it Seohee, he’s an arrogant asshole who can die for all I care,” You rolled your eyes as a surge of energy ran through your body.
You sprang up from the bed, as you instant started to pace around the large room.
“But seriously, he gave me a lecture on this book that he read on how ladies are meant to act when he saw me trip! It wasn’t my fault that I tripped, it was gravity,” You rave on about his actions.
“Let’s get you dressed first, then we can have a conversation about this,” Seohee reassured you, as she motioned towards the dress that she brought in. You sighed as you gave into her, walking to where she stood.
You followed the long hallways of the palace to the dining hall. Smells of different foods filled the air, as you travelled through the rooms. To your dismay, you had to attend lunch with the Kim’s, a rich family who ruled over quite a large empire.
Your eyes lay on the two large doors, the door frame painted a shimmery gold. A butler who you didn’t know the name of wrapped his hands around the large doorknob, pulling them open for you. You gave him a little nod before you entered the room. A large table lay down the middle of the room, fitted with an elegant themed red decorative items. Large candles were lit across the table as they illuminating light throughout the room. Silverware lined the table, one for each person that was attending the dinner. However these spots were filled, your mother and father sat in their respective seats, your little brother sat in his. They were joined by four other people, an older man and women, a boy about your age and a younger girl who looked around your brothers' age. You plastered your face with a fake smile as you took your seat next to your brother and across from the older boy. You couldn't deny he was handsome, however, you had a lingering feeling of hatred for him. He was here to take away the dream you had of finding someone and falling in love with them.
“Hello,” You gave your guests a large toothy grin, putting on a cheery act as your mother had taught you.
You were returned with smiles and a wave of greetings. You glanced to your right where your father sat at the head of the table, a small scowl was hidden behind his equally fake smile. You knew he was mad at you for being late as it gave the guests a bad idea of you. However you shrugged it off, it was the last of your problems right now. You were more concerned about waiting for this night to end.
And thankfully it did, quickly. The night flew by very quickly. Nothing exciting happened, just a lot of fake laughter and talk about the upcoming marriage. Or so they thought, throughout the night you planned your escape. When the lights would go out for the night, you were to make your escape. Taking the small bag with the supplies you would need until you could comfortably support yourself, you would escape through the window. Using your bedsheets you would climb into the bushes below your window, and then run out of the grounds, attempting to dodge the guards.
So when you were allowed back to your room at the end of the night, you set right into action. The first thing you did was change clothes, from the annoyingly puffy dress into a simple white cotton t-shirt and some khaki slacks that you stole from the laundry. You picked one of the handmade leather bags that mother had made for you, along with a collection of others. You stuffed the bag full of your necessities, including clothes and money. Ready for your escape. You placed the bag on the floor, out of the way for now. Your fingers gripped on the sheets on your bed, pulling them off your elegant bed. You twisted the sheets into a rope shape, perfect for climbing. You brought it to your open window, tying it onto the metal bar that helped stabilise the planter boxes. You turned back around, picking up your bag. You slung it onto your back, ready to leave. You glanced back at the planter boxes, really they only got in your way, so you decided to move them. You wrapped your fingers around the corners of the boxes, lifting them out of their holders, placing them against the wall. You moved again, lifting your body on top of the window sill, allowing your legs to dangle off.
A quiet sigh escaped your mouth as your turned your head to take one last glance at your room. You have to admit, being the princess had its perks, and it came with the riches, allowing you to get the best of the best. Such as these big beds and ridiculous dresses. However, it also had its downsides and forced marriage was one of them. And eventually, the downsides weigh out the good. A tear escaped your watery eyes, rolling down your cheek. Although it sucked here, it was still your home. Your home filled with your family and friends, and now you were throwing that all away. But it was worth it, for your happiness.
You took your eyes off your room, looking out into the night sky. It was a clear night, the stars were shining brightly in the dark sky. And it was peaceful, with only the faint sounds of the crickets in the air. That was until a bang radiated through the air. You glanced to your left where you heard the noise, to see a figure jump out of another window in the castle. You gasped as you saw an identical set up to yours. Curious as to who this mysterious figure was, you too made your escape, clinging onto the bed sheet as you made your descent down the wall.
Your feet hit the luscious green grass just as the strangers did. You glanced up at them, taking a step closer to them. They too edged closer to you, until you were merely a foot apart and you could see their face. A frown plastered on your face at the sight, the one and only Kim Namjoon.
Snek and Dab here, we are currently both on holidays so we’ve both got loads of free time!
So, because our inbox is very dry at the moment, we’d just like to remind everyone that we’re still taking requests and will happily write them for the people of tumblr.
a/n: Hi! this is quite an old piece of writing i did back in 2017, but as it’s up to my standards, i’ve decided to share it with you guys :) enjoy~ - dab
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"That's starting to get annoying," she muttered, watching the boy across from her shift around in his chair.
"Sorry, I'm just nervous that I'll fail the test," he mumbled back, a soft smile gracing his features once looking up towards her.
Stopping from writing anymore notes down, she glanced at him before sighing, "if you'd actually study rather than staring at me, you surely wouldn't fail."
Taking the advice to heart, Jungkook looked down at his work before hearing her start to scribble on her own page. These study dates always pulled at his heartstrings, he absolutely adored watching her focused on reading her literature novel, or seeing her tap a pencil against her bottom lip. Smiling fondly to himself, he imagined she’d be doing the latter without him even sparing a glance towards her. Finally seeing that he hadn't progressed since he first sat down in the chair across from her, he decided to finish off some questions before spending the rest of his time stealing glances.
"Hey, bud, how'd the test go?" she queried, silently patting at his shoulder when she saw the way his lips curved downwards.
"Absolutely horrible," Jungkook sighed, leaning his head on her shoulder for support.
"It couldn't have been that bad, could it? Cheer up," he smiled at the girl’s words, she always managed to make him smile when he was feeling blue.
"Now how's about we go get some lunch?" the boy nodded at her, looking like an excited puppy when food had been mentioned.
"Can I tell you something?" he softly asked, looking upwards to see her hum in response.
"I think I'm in love with you," the words left his mouth in a breath, not noticing the way his heart had sped up.
She gaped at him, eyes widened, "Are you serious?" the girl uttered, watching his face drop.
The boy only nods, trying to inspect her face for any clues behind what she was feeling at the moment.
Chuckling awkwardly, she pointed at the tall male near the exit of the college campus, waving at the two of them with a smile spread from ear to ear. The charcoal haired boy gazed at the man, confusion displayed clearly on his boyish features.
"I have a boyfriend..." she murmured, the boy stood still, shock consuming him.
Jungkook felt vulnerable and weak, she had never mentioned a boyfriend before, the two of them had been friends for about two years now, why tell him after he had confessed his feelings for her?
Almost like she read his mind, she also shook her head.
"Don't take it wrong. I was planning to tell you during lunch, I was definitely not expecting this either.," she admitted, lips pursed.
"I-it's okay," he whimpered, nodding at her before bolting the other direction.
Running as far as he could, he soon stopped at the library, where he decided to take a seat in one of the booths.
Jungkook’s breath shaky and his heart shattered, he asked a girl around his age if the booth was taken, once her head shook, the boy collapsed. His head in his hands and tears spilling from his eyes.
"Hey- are you okay?" you whispered, awkwardly poking at his thigh to get a reaction from him.
The charcoal haired boy quivered from the intensity of his sobbing. Concerned, you pulled a packet of tissues out, quietly handing them to the boy.
summary: You aren’t doing too well in school, deciding you should invest on an online tutor to boost your grades and you end up finding one for cheap, but this tutor has one condition for teaching you- that he can’t and won’t ever turn on his webcam. Hesitant, you went along with it until a few months later he accidentally switches it on and you find out who’s been tutoring you the whole time.
a/n: Hi~ this is the first story i’ve written on this account so please enjoy it <3 - dab
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School starting has never got you this stressed before- you'd usually be laying around, and barely touching a book. But this summer is different, you have your college entrance exams, and a whole two months to put to good use. Although you did slack a little bit at the start of the holidays, summer was coming to a close and you had decided to try and get help on some of the things you were clueless about. A friend had recently recommended an online tutor in which you did research on straight away, considering she managed to pass her exams with flying colours.
The tutor's name was Parker, and there was only one condition to his tutoring- he would never turn on his webcam. You were slightly sceptical but nonetheless really desperate to pass, allowing to let the condition go.
Parker was a boy a little older than you, that liked music and was very fond of dancing. At least that’s what you think he likes… He wrote it in his description but you can never trust anything, especially from someone who’s online.
The soft hum of your spotify playlist played in the background while you quietly scribbled down notes for your upcoming exam, Parker online and also doing his own studying.
Parker had been your tutor for three months now and he surely did help you loads, he taught you concepts you didn't understand and that helped plenty when it came to your exams. You were eternally grateful towards him for the great grades you were receiving. Looking downwards at your text, you stop for a moment, hearing a soft noise.
The whistling coming from your screen, made a small smile appear as you looked at the profile picture displayed in front of you. Whilst silently tapping at the book underneath you, you pondered at what this tutor of yours looked like.
Maybe he had bright purple hair, with a mix of green and blue eyes and stood six feet tall? He could even be an alien and you wouldn’t have a clue about it. Or was he a librarian that had read all of the books in his library? That may be why he was so smart after all.
A small chuckle escaping you stops the whistling from the other side of the screen. Instead, you hear papers rustling and a heavy sigh released.
“You aren’t on your phone are you, y/n?” Parker questions.
“Of course not!” you shoot back, appalled at such a question. It’s not like it’s happened before.
“I may not have known you for long, but I’ve caught you giggling like that before, and you were on your phone looking at memes,” he murmurs.
“Parker- how dare you accuse me of such things.” you chuckle, reminiscing the memory of you laughing loudly at your phone.
The male goes quiet and you can only think that he’s rolling his eyes, although you can’t see his face. Once finally settling down, you worry about the words arranged on the paper on top your desk and moan in pain. You had been staring at the same sentence for the past half hour and frankly, you were done with it.
Deciding there was nothing better to do than scroll till the ends of the internet, you went on tumblr and tried your best to stifle your laughter when you come across memes and all sorts of funny things. You stop for a minute, looking at the handsome male on your screen, he had fluffy blond hair and wore a simple black shirt whilst doing a finger heart towards the camera. You had seen him before, as his group was hard to avoid while you were on the internet. But out of the group of seven, this one had caught your eye the most.
Could it have been his alluring eye smile? Or his fluffy blond hair? Or just because he could hip thrust his way into your heart? Either way, you cherished the way he looked at the camera and almost wished he could look at you the same way. Sadly, you were just a simple fan and you were far too broke to attend any of their concerts and fansigns.
You were brought back to reality after hearing another loud sigh emit from your screen. Smiling softly towards the male, you almost forget that he can’t see you at all. You’ve always been tempted to turn your webcam on but the urge has never been so strong.
Shaking away the thoughts of such a ludicrous idea, you continue scrolling until you hear the skype call drop. Confusion consuming you, you click back onto skype to figure out the problem being that Parker had accidentally exited the call, according to his message that was sent to you. This action earns a quiet snigger as you thought about how silly it was and pressed the call button to continue your “tutoring session”, returning back to tumblr afterwards.
After a long silence, Parker speaks, startling you.
“Hey, y/n, sorry about that-” he murmurs.
Your eyes glanced up at the little box where a face was situated, looking foolish as you tried to identify what was supposed to be there instead. Finally remembering that it was a photo of a fluffy dog, you focus on who the person was in the box. Almost like a lightbulb appeared atop your head, you gasped.
“Jimin?” you whisper, clasping a hand over your mouth after letting the name fall out.
His face displayed a number of emotions, mainly confusion as he looked back at the screen. Your mind was muddled, and you almost forgot to breathe when you realised the mistake he made.
“Look-”
“You aren’t actually him, right? You’re just a person who looks like him? Right?” you blabber, head feeling light at the thought of speaking to an idol.
The male in the box freezes, blinking rapidly at you. Parker opens and closes his mouth like a goldfish, obviously stunned and not knowing what to say in this situation.
Suddenly it clicks in your mind, his description, the amount of money for his tutoring, why he can’t turn his webcam on. The description matched Jimin’s interests and the amount of money you pay him is only little considering the quantity of money he makes being an idol. And of course, to hide his identity, he had to keep his webcam off…
“What’s the point in tutoring people though?” you quiz, watching the male ruffle his hair from stress.
“I needed to study for my own college exams and I thought it’d be nice to do some tutoring to help people out,” he explains.
Nodding along to his words, you register that this was the actual Park Jimin you were speaking to. The one you were just admiring through the screen, the one who could probably murder you with a smile.
On a whim, you turn your webcam on, smiling largely towards the camera.
“Should we restart our introductions? Hi, my name is l/n /f/n,” you beam, waving your hand quickly at him.
Chuckling, Jimin responds, “Hello, I’m Park Jimin, nice to meet you, y/n.”
Clapping hurriedly, you can’t stop yourself from almost screaming in joy.
“I can’t wait to be bes-”
“You can’t tell anyone about this though, you have to promise me that,” Jimin interrupts, his eyes trained on the camera to signify his seriousness.
“Okay, but on one condition,” you reply smugly, watching his eyes flash in worry. Jimin doubtfully nods to tell you to go on.
“That you give me a backstage pass and a concert ticket,” the words leave your mouth before you end up giggling like an anime high school girl.
“Hyung, I’ve got someone coming backstage today,” Jimin mentions as Namjoon gets his makeup done by the stylists.
“Who-”
“Hey Parker!” you screech, running into the room and scanning it for the said male.
Mouth open in shock, Jimin stutters as he introduces you, “E-everyone, this is y/n...”
“Hi~,” you wave, smiling kindly towards the members gathered in the room.
“How’d you get in so early?” Jimin questions, glancing at you after smiling awkwardly at his brothers.
“Woah, Parker, like the internet said- you are small,” you comment teasingly, measuring his height to yours.
“hEY I’M NOT THAT TINY!” he yells, nearly hitting you as he flails his arms, making you burst into laughter.
S u m m a r y; After the elevator decides to stop working whilst on your journey to Seungcheol’s apartment, you and Jeonghan share some unexpected confessions between the two of you.
W o r d C o u n t; 2100+
A / N; Hello! First story here is just a quick little fluff. Hope you enjoy!! ~ Snek
You audibly roaned as the anger got the best of you, as you jammed the up button of the elevator. Honestly, why did Seungcheol have to live in such an old building with such faulty equipment? You heard a low deep chuckle echoing through the lobby of the building from behind you. Shocked, you stop your furious raging, slowing turning around, coming face to face with no other than Yoon Jeonghan, aka the man that everyone knows you’ve fallen head over heels for. Your cheeks immediately flushed a light pick, as your eyes avoided eye contact with the man stood in front of you.
“Someone doesn’t have any patience,” He jokingly rolled his eyes, stepping past your figure to press the up button on the elevator. An irritating ding echoed throughout the lobby as the lights decorating the outside of the elevator brightly lit up, beaming onto the both of your figures. A wash of anger waved over you, envious of the fact that the walking angel had everything go his way. An in retrospect that was what attracted you to him, what made you fall madly head over heels. A cocky smile plastered on his face as he swayed into the elevator, turning around to look at you, his hands situated in his pockets of the slim fit jeans. You rolled your eyes at his figure, quickly rushing into the elevator, not wanting to get left behind.
“Keep rolling your eyes like that and eventually they’ll roll out of your head,” He spoke with a lace of annoyance at you. Why did he have to be such an absolute dickhead sometimes? A long and exaggerated sigh left your mouth as you held back the urge to roll your eyes again. It was no secret that you were both heading to Seungcheol’s apartment for your friend group’s weekly movie nights that was shuffled between your apartments. You awkwardly shuffled to the back corner of the stupidly small elevator. Your eyes glanced over Jeonghan as he faced the two doors. He was dressed in slim black skinny jeans, a plain white hoodie topped with a large black winter coat. The hood covered the top of the white cap printed with a blue money bag. A simple face mask covered the bottom half of his face whilst he wore black converse. You couldn’t deny that he was immensely handsome, especially when he stood before you effortly.
A loud clunk broke your gaze at the man, as the elevator halted to a stop with a loud bang. You quickly started to panic, your breath being caught in your throat. Jeonghan turned towards the buttons on the side of the elevator and continuously tried to press the sixth-floor button. It soon grew to be obvious that the elevator wasn’t moving anytime soon. Jeonghan glanced back at you worriedly, sharing the same panic that you had. You quickly spotted the red square hung on the wall with the words “HELP” in bold letters above a speaker and a silver button. You rushed over to the speakers, pushing the button whilst multiple calls for help left your mouth. But you quickly realised the small piece of paper taped to the bottom of the box. You let out a loud audible groan at the words “out of order.”
“Lovely, just lovely,” you sighed in anger as you fell back onto the back wall of the elevator, sliding down to ug your knees. Jeonghan ran his hand through his brown locks, deciding to take a seat next to you on the cold, hard floor. Your eyes watched him as he pulled out his phone, an idea that hadn’t yet popped into your head. He opened his phone as he pulled up his text messages, going into his with one of your other friends, Joshua. After texting a quick “SOS” he shoved his phone back into his pocket.
“So…” you awkwardly spoke, trying to break the uncomfortable silence between the two of you. He moved his face mask away from his face, pulling it down around his neck.
“Jihoon knows we’re stuck, we’ll be out in no time,” he spoke calmly as his head rested against the wall of the elevator. You let out a long exaggerated sigh as the heat insulated in the room, rising your blood temperature. You instinctively slid your beige winter coat off your arms, placing it on the floor next to your left, the opposite side that Jeonghan was on. Very quickly your cheeks began to flush a soft pink as conversations with your friends returned to your memory. Conversations about your lust for Jeonghan, about how you made it a little too obvious that you have a crush on him, about how he also made it a little too obvious that he liked you too and about how you two were made for each other but both too scared to confess.
The buzzing from Jeonghan’s phone snapped you out of your thoughts. Your eyes glanced up at his figure pulling the phone out of his pocket. You caught a small glimpse of the writing on the screen ‘not until you confess ((;” Jeonghan’s smile quickly dropped, forming into a dull frown. You raised an eyebrow at him curiously, questioning him.
“Is everything okay?” You questioned the frowning man, your words breaking him out of the trance the text, from Soonyoung, sent him into. He quickly pressed his finger down on the off button, a back screen taking over the once lightly lit screen.
“Oh, it’s just the boys messing around, they’ll be here soon enough,” He gave you a reassuring smile as his body moved to turn to face in your direction. You quickly returned it worriedly with another small smile, nodding your head in understandment. You mind quickly floated to the context of what the text was. Confess what? Was the “her” mentioned you? The questions that remain unknown ponder at the back of your mind, nagging at you annoyingly.
Another buzz bounced off the walls of the elevator, this it was your phone birthing the noise. You curiously pulled out the phone from within your pocket, catching a brief glance at the message. Just as you read the name of the text, Jeonghan snatched it out of your hand, quickly stuffing it into the back pocket of his jeans, alongside his phone.
“Hey!” You let out a whine at him, attempting to grab the phone, but failing miserably as Jeonghan fought back against your attempts. You watched helplessly as Jeonghan held you back with one of his arms as his other arm pulled your phone out of his pocket. His button caressed the "on" button, letting the screen illuminate his gorgeous face. His eyes scanned the phone screen, reading the contents of the message.
“Nuh-uh, Soonyoung’s trying to expose me and I’m not having any of it,” He grinned cockily back at your figure, as you rested against the back of the elevator. His finger pressed down on the button, shutting off the phone once again. You took the small window of opportunity to launch at Jeonghan, flinging your body across the small room, collecting your phone from within his hands. Phone in hand, you lost your balance, falling face first into the wall. You quickly pull yourself up, stepping away from the way, regaining your sense of balance once again. You raise your hand to your face, bringing your phone with you.
“Wait wait wait!” Jeonghan’s voice called from behind you, snapping your attention away from reading the text message. Slowly, you narrowed your eyes down at him, starting to get seriously annoyed at his constant interruptions.
“Let me explain, okay?” He looked up at you, as he moved his body up from the floor of the elevator, moving his body to face you. You instinctively rolled your eyes at his words as he continued to prevent your actions, stuffing your phone back into your pocket angrily as you tried to make a statement to Jeonghan.
“Okay okay, fine. Just hurry up,” You audibly groaned at him, trying to rush him through the explanation. You brought your arms over your chest, crossing them. A look of relief washed over his face as you agreed.
“Uhh- you might want to sit down for this,” He returned your anger with a small smile, trying to calm you down. You moved back to your spot against the wall where you previously sat. However, he avoided sitting next to you, instead of sitting across from you so you were both facing each other. You moved your legs from their stretched out position to under you, crossing them.
“Uh so, when I said before the boys were coming to get us or well, sending someone to come get us, I lied. Soonyoung being a little bitch heard from Jihoon that we were both trapped in the elevator. He then only agreed to send someone to us if I would tell you something…” His voice slowly came to a stop, his hand creeping to the back of his neck as he scratched it nervously. Your heartbeat began to race with nervousness. What was he going to say? Was it good? Or was it bad? You began to move your head, nodding it slowly as to encourage him to continue speaking. He opened his mouth, but before he could render a proper sentence, let alone even a word, he stopped. You watched anxiously as his chest raised up and down, as he prepared for the next sentence that would escape his mouth.
“God Dammit, I’ve fallen so head over heels for you,” He quickly blabbered out, avoiding the shocked gaze you gave him. You cocked your head to your side in amazement. Did he actually just say that? THE Jeonghan, the one that you’ve lusted over for so long just admitted to you that he reciprocated the feelings you had for him. His eyes quickly glanced up, taking in your shocked gaze. Quickly, worry washed over his face.
“Fuck. I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that,” He quickly rushed his words worrisomely, afraid that he had just ruined the perfect friendship between the two of you. His eyes followed your movement as you pulled yourself off the floor, dusting your bottom of as you stabilized yourself. His hand connected with yours as you outstretched it, offering help to stand up. Using the little strength you had, you pulled him up off the floor, letting him stand in front of you, now face to face.
“No no no, you did nothing wrong, I promise. Because Jeonghan, I too am totally head of heels for you,” You gave the man a small smile as you replied to his confession. You watched his eyes light up like a little boy getting a brand new shiny toy on Christmas day. His hand connected with your cheek delicately. Your heart dropped as he held your cheek like you were a tiny ceramic doll, that can be so easily broken. You had to raise yourself onto your tippy toes to level your face with his as he moved your mouth against yours. You too also moved your hands to his cheek, bringing him closer. He ran his tongue over your top lip, asking for entrance to your mouth. You obliged to his wishes, parting your lips. As his tongue entered your mouth, reality hit you at that moment. You were currently kissing the guy that you had fallen head over heels for, just after he had admitted that he had also felt the same way for you. A large smile wiped over your face, breaking the kiss between the two of you apart.
“You have no idea how happy I am that you like me two,” You giggled slightly, lowering your head into his shoulder, hiding the blush that crept up onto your cheeks. He chuckled slightly at your actions, running his hand through your hair that fell onto your back. The innocent yet intimate moment was interrupted by a loud clunk, following by the lights of the elevator turning back on, illuminating the small room again. A ding echoed through the confined space as the doors to the elevator slowly opened up. Standing on the outside of the doors were various different firefighters, police officers, staff and the worst of all, the shocked faces of the boys you were meant to meet. Your eyes widen in shock as you realised the position you were still in, jumping back a little, breaking the contact between Jeonghan and you. You lowered your head as you slowly stepped out of the elevator, muttering thank you’s to the emergency services followed by bows out of respect. You glanced up at the boys as you passed then, your cheeks glowing a different kind of pink, a pink of embarrassment. You caught your arm as you attempted to pass him, snickered slightly as he muttered a few words to you.
can I get a request?? I want snek to write it. fluff type. the group is astro. i would love to have a reactions of them meeting you in a varety show (like master key or weekly idol, idk)(you are european in a kpop group who just debuted) and really liking you because you are cute and pretty but also extra!! thank you!!!
Hi anon!
You can find the reaction here~
Thank you so much for waiting and enjoy your reaction!
astro: reaction to them meeting you in a variety show.
anon:
can I get a request?? I want dab to write it. fluff type. the group is astro. i would love to have a reactions of them meeting you in a varety show (like master key or weekly idol, idk)(you are european in a kpop group who just debuted) and really liking you because you are cute and pretty but also extra!! thank you!!!
i don’t think the return of superman counts as a variety show but i couldn’t help but want to include it, as it’s such a cute show!
Thank you for requesting anon, I hope you enjoy it!
- dab ღ
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Kim Myungjun
- The Return Of Superman
Quietly following Seola in front of you, you didn’t question the route you were taking when you saw MJ- who you had only met a few hours ago- also following Su-ah. The two girls had decided to play dress up and wanted you to join in as well, MJ soon following you afterwards. Seeing as though you kind of resembled a bride and MJ a groom, you stopped for a second, shooting a cute confused glance towards an also confused male across the room from you. You then look in the middle of the room where Si-an was stood, a book in his hand. Before you can comment on anything, you hear MJ’s contagious laughter, and soon all five of you are giggling on the floor.
“I don’t mind if you’re my bride~”
Park Jinwoo
- Knowing Brothers
The back of the shoot for Knowing Brothers was the first time you and Jinjin had ever met. And usually when two people first meet it’s quite awkward, but when the two of you introduced yourself to each other, there was nothing but a comfortable air surrounding the both of you. During the shooting, Jinjin continued to laugh and crack jokes whilst you couldn’t even take a gasp of air because of your laughter and the amusing atmosphere.
“Let’s be comedians together,”
Lee Dongmin
- Idol Battle Likes
After introducing your group, Eunwoo couldn’t help but stare at you as you run amok with your group. Raucous laughter echoed around the set, and Eunwoo almost forgot to read out his next line. Nervously chuckling when you quietened down and watched him talk about the next game to be played. Continuing to see you smile and laugh only made Eunwoo’s heart flutter further, internally deciding to talk to you afterwards the shoot.
“Sorry, but I can’t help but notice that your laugh is extremely adorable,”
Moon Bin
- Lipstick Prince
The moment you walked through the door, his eyes widened. Moonbin made sure that he’d try his hardest at learning the techniques of your preferred makeup look in order to impress you. And once he entered the room, he tried his hardest to not squeal with excitement. Looking him over, you smile kindly at Moonbin as he tries to not melt in the spot he was situated at. You try not to blush as he intensely stares you down, but can’t help a small giggle escape you.
“You’re already pretty without the makeup,”
Park Minhyuk
- Weekly Idol
It was now your group’s turn to showcase your newest comeback’s choreography. After seeing Astro’s hardcore dancing, you had to try and impress the others as well. Although halfway through your choreography, you manage to slip, giggling to yourself as you rush to your position on the other side thinking no one would notice. Little did you know that someone had been watching you the whole time, seeing you gracefully slip only made him smile from ear to ear.
“I saw you slip, but it’s ok, I found it cute,”
Yoon Sanha
- Master Key
You had accidentally run into him while trying to collect your key and you couldn’t help but laugh at the small impact you had towards the tall younger boy. Smiling kindly towards him, you jog off to the room where the others were gathering too. Sanha had only thought about that one moment from the start of the shoot, and when it was time to vote for who the angel was, he couldn’t vote you as anything else as you had convinced him you were angelic, and he truly did believe so.
Seventeen; Vocal Unit: Their S/O speaking their native language
Jeonghan
One thing you were unaware of was that one of your cooking books were in your native languages, also the one you chose to use to cook dinner for both you and Jeonghan. Currently, you were in the middle of cutting up and onion and you had forgotten what you had to do with it next, so you called for Jeonghan who was sat at the dining table in the same room. He happily agreed, getting up from the table and skipping over to where you rested the book. Slowly, he slowed down his reading as he pronounced the syllables in a broken tone. You chuckled lightly at his attempt, repeating what he had just said in a fluent tone.
“You do that a lot better than me, and a lot hotter than me”
Joshua
You and Joshua always loved playing music whilst in the car, but it was mostly Korean music that you could both sing along to that was chosen. But during this quick trip to the grocery store, you didn’t bother to reach over and change the music when a popular song in your native language started playing. Quietly, you started to sing along to the words. Joshua started to smile at your figure at your body started to sway to the music.
“You’re so cute~”
Woozi
Among your large collection of books, mostly in Korean, you had a few written in your native language scattered around your apartment. Of course, you had never expected Jihoon to approach you with one of those books in hand. He happily handed it to you as he flopped down on the couch next to you, placing your head on his lap gently.
“Can you read this to me, please? I love the sound of your voice.”
DK
Your best friend from back home had texted you, informing you that your favourite childhood book was turned into a live action movie. Extremely excited, you bounced into the living room, glancing at Seokmin who was laying on the couch, flicking through the channels whilst singing some sort of ballad. In a rush, you explained the situation at hand whilst asking if you could both watch it together. Of course, Seokmin agreed to watch the movie with you.
“Will it have subtitles though?”
Seungkwan
Whilst laying in bed with Seungkwan, your head rested on his chest as you both stared up at the ceiling. Pillowtalk was always one of your favourite things to do with Seungkwan, mostly cause of his outstanding personality and humour, it made everything interesting. Especially when he began to make fun of you jokingly when you forgot to speak in Korean to him, instead of speaking in your native language.
“Cause I totally understood what you said, surprise! I’m fluent too!”
Seventeen; Performance Unit: Their S/O speaking their native language
quick note, this post is a mini-series from dab, where you take them to your country and they get confused lmao ~ Snek
Jun
Whilst on a visit to your country, you decided to take Junhui to meet your family, as this was a rare opportunity. But the only problem was the language barrier and the fact that Junhui had no idea on what you were talking about, therefore you acted as the translator. It was a little rough at times, especially when your family made jokes that he couldn’t understand. Luckily for you, your family loved him, despite the language barrier.
“How am I gonna know what they’re saying?”
“This is going to be a disaster”
..
“Well, I’m glad that went well”
Hoshi
Soonyoung gripped your hand as you both travelled in the taxicab, his eyes taking in the surroundings of the foreign country. And the road signs that decorated the long roads on your way to the hotel. Every now and then, Soonyoung would stop and turn back to you, asking what different signs or billboards said and what they mean. You happily replied to him, pointing out the advertisements from the road rules. You couldn’t help but appreciate the interest Soonyoung was putting into this trip.
“Wait! That one looks like the one before, does it mean the same thing?”
The8
Whilst visiting your country, Minghao asked if he could visit the shops they had to offer. Of course, you said yes, taking him to the nearest shopping centre. Letting Minghao chose where he wanted to explore, you followed, answering any questions he needed answers too. But one thing you found cute was when he would check a price on an item and raise eyebrows, so of course, you stopped to explain the currency and the equivalent.
“So...How much is this exactly?”
Dino
After constant complaining from Chan, and a loud rumbling in your stomach, you decided to take Chan to a restaurant. You both took your seat in the small booth across from each other, a wooden table separating the two of you. You picked up the menu casually, reading through the different various food items on sale, oblivious to Chan who was trying to read the menu. After finally deciding what you wanted, you looked up to see Chan, completely puzzled by the foreign language. You chuckled slightly, leaning over to explain what each of the different meals contained as he finally made his choice.
“Uh...Please help me,”
Hullo Hullo, this is Snek here back again. Hope you guys have a wonderful day!! ~ Snek
Seventeen; Hip Hop Unit: Their S/O speaking their native language
S.Coups
You and Seungcheol were lost on the way to dinner with the rest of his members, this was down to his horrible navigating skills. And to top it all off, his phone battery died. He calmly asked to borrow yours, to which you agreed, pulling it out of your pocket. He made a few noises of confusion as he tried to read your phone screen. You let out a small laugh at his expression, apologising because you forgot your phone was in your native language rather than Korean.
“Wha- what is this?”
Wonwoo
You and Wonwoo were sat at your dining room table, both of you had a cup of a warm beverage in hand as you slowly sipped it whilst in a deep conversation with the man in front of you. He had exchanged a few words, but suddenly your thoughts left you as you couldn’t think of the words to reply to in Korean, instead of replying to him in your native language. He stopped, looking at you weirdly as he began to giggle.
“Wrong language,”
Mingyu
Your dog was brought up with your in your country, therefore being trained in your native language, but Mingyu didn’t know that yet. You watched deviously as Mingyu tried to get your dog to roll over, his annoyance clearly showing as your dog stared back up at him cluelessly. Fed up, Mingyu stood back up, questioning if you had really trained your dog right. Smugly, you walked back down to where Mingyu was just sitting. You announced a few words in your native language to your dog, they complied happily rolling onto their back and to the side.
“Why didn’t you tell me?!”
Vernon
You quickly pressed the button on your phone, quickly realising that you had sent it to your boyfriend instead of your best friend. Luckily for you, it was in your native language and Hansol had no idea was it said. Hansol checked his phone as the notification popped up on his phone. He quickly laughed as he realised your mistake, typing up his reply.
“Well, I didn’t know I could speak your native language”
hey girls!! here is my request for snek!!! can i get a smut reaction from seventeen (and if you can, I would love to have another from got7 too bc my boyz) to their spanish s/o speaking spanish (first time they hear her talking in her native language) and really loving their accent and finding it really sexy??? thank you!!! fighting!!
Hello Lovely!
I’m yet to finish the Seventeen part of this request,
Got7: Reaction to their S/O speaking their native language for the first time
A/N: I changed this to “native languages” so it would cover a wider spectrum, hope you don’t mind x
Mark
You and Mark were both sat at the large oak wood dining table, situated in your kitchen of your Mark. You had quickly dished up some noodles, as Mark unexpectedly turned up at your door. Small chatter between the two of you echoed through the room as you both ate the food in front of you. Suddenly, your hand slipped, spilling out the scorching hot noodles out of your bowl, landing on the exposed skin of your thigh. You quickly muttered out a string of curse words in your native language, unaware that Mark was fully listening. Your eyes returned to his, a look of shock plastered on his face. It was only then, what you had said during the time you were out of it. You quickly raised your hand, connecting it with your mouth in shock, whilst muttering a string of apologies.
“Damn... That was hot.”
Jaebum
Jaebum had told you that he wouldn’t be home until late due to practice and an upcoming comeback. This gave you the freedom to blast your music and dance around your shared apartment without fear that you would run into Jaebum. So of course, you set up your speaker and grabbed your hairbrush, dancing around the halls of your apartment, using the hairbrush as a microphone. Too oblivious to notice Jaebum entering the house, standing near the door as he watched you dance around and singing along to songs in your native language. You stop when you start to hear the laughter escape Jaebum’s mouth. Slowly you turn around, meeting your eyes with his.
”You’re so cute, babe.”
Jackson
Your Mum had called you, calling to check up on how you were doing and to see if everything was going okay. Of course, you pick up, considering you rarely talk to her due to your busy schedule. You excused yourself from the couch you were cuddled up with Jackson on, walking out into the next room in your apartment. After a lengthy conversation with your Mum about how your’s and Jackson's relationship was going, how life was back home and other various topics, you said your goodbyes and hung up. When you walked back into the living room, Jackson looked up at you.
“Damn baby, you should speak to me like that in bed.”
Jinyoung
You cuddled up on the couch watching a TV show, wrapped in a soft blanket drinking your favourite hot beverage. When Jinyoung burst into the room, holding a book with your native language on the front, his face plastered with an annoyed expression. He held up the book, hitting himself repeatedly. You couldn’t help but laugh at him, gathering the impression that he was learning your language.
”Please help me, this is hard.”
Youngjae
Previously, Youngjae had questioned you about different things concerning your culture of your birthplace, but he had never shown curiosity of the language until now. You and he were laying in bed, your head rested on his chest whilst you both muttered small talk between the two of you when he suddenly brought up your native language. Like before, he started to ask various questions about the language until he finally asked you to speak something.
“So like, can you say something in your language for me?”
BamBam
You were laying on Bam’s lap whilst a horror movie played on the screen, a stupid decision made by you as now you and Bam were both pretty much scared shitless. The basic plot of a horror always annoyed you, especially when the main character is very ignorant and makes stupid decisions. But during this particular scene, the character decides to take the typical “walk into the kitchen when they hear loud bangs.” You get annoyed at the character, standing up from your previous position, yelling loud slurs of annoyance at the TV in your native language, before sitting back down next to Bambam pouting.
”That was oddly cute, do it again.”
Yugyeom
Yugyeom came tumbling into the room, looking like an excited little puppy. You glanced at him worriedly, not prepared for another stupid thing he’s excited over. He ran over to you, bouncing on the couch whilst grasping your hand in his. He quickly burst out a sentence, equivalent to “I love you so much” in your native language. So naturally, you replied back, in your native language you spoke “I love you too, you giant puppy” But by the confused expression on his face, it told that he hadn’t studied much.
“...What.”
Hello!! I hope you all had a great Christmas and a very Happy New Year ~ Snek
hey hey hey, dab!!! I would love to have a ship!!! i'm a spanish girl of the 98 line who loves languages and art (specially singing and dancing). I'm someone who is always daydreaming and I love to help people. also my friends say I'm so cute and supporting. oh, I also love to eat even if i'm skinny lmao. I'm pretty mature for my age too. oh, also I'm pale, my eyes are brown and my hair is daaaaark brown too. I'm 165cm aprox and I like to talk a lot (at first I'm v v v shy). thank you!!!
hello anon! i’m so sorry to get back late to you, but could you please specify which group(s) you wanted a ship with?
