I write fan fics of varying sizes for Ateez, Stray Kids, The Boyz and some other kpop groups. I post as I write. I currently do not have a schedule for posting.
I try to write my stories to be inclusive. Some of my stories are gender neutral, some are female character/reader stories, it will say at the top of each story. All warnings are listed on the top of each story as well. Please reach out if you feel I need to add any warnings.
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Warnings: kissing, mentions of broken bones, nbk reader.
A/N: I've been really busy lately so sorry I haven't posted anything. This idea was based off a dream I had. The last bit is the dream. Anyways enjoy the random mentions of other idols, and the dynamic between reader and Chan (platonic). As always any comments are appreciated.
Ever since Chan walked through the door with my younger brother, Jungkook, when they were 8, Chan had always been there. Between him and Jungkook, they always had my back; stepping up when I needed them or in making my life complete hell. The three of us became inseparable after the day I saved the two of them from complete humiliation in middle school. Best friends, despite the good and bad. When Jungkook went to study abroad, Chan stepped in as my "brother".
When Chan decided to attend the same university I was attending I tried to help him get the lay of the land. However by the end of his first semester he knew twice the amount of people I did on campus. Gathering quite the assortment of friends. Including two friends who named themselves 3racha. Creating their own space in the small music scene around campus.
He was there when I broke my ankle after stepping into a hole after one of my classes. He quickly took me to the hospital, and held my hand as they set it and put a cast on it. I smiled as he seemed to take the step towards being a kind brother figure. However the next week he released footage on the university's social media of me on the meds at the hospital. Effectively ruining any chance I had on dating on campus. Chan was always there, good and bad.
When I graduated Chan threw a party for me, everyone in attendance was kind, however few I felt were actually there for me. Changbin, who was one of 3racha kept me company at that party, and the parties that I attended afterwards. I always felt a small spark but being as he was even younger than Chan, and was one of Chan's best friends I never felt I could cross that line.
As I progressed in my career working a hybrid schedule in the office and at home I made friends in the office. Chan was still my brother, and my confidant. However it was nice to have girls to chat with.
The company went all out in a celebration for our manager who brought in the most sales in over ten years. They rented out a 5 star restaurant, and had an open bar. I always tend to forget how much certain drinks affect my inhibitions. The thoughts I'd been harboring for over a year came into my mind. In hindsight I should've known not to ask Chan for help. However, drunken-stupor me, and sober me rarely see eye to eye.
"So, when are you coming over for your lesson?" His voice mocked, as I answered the phone.
"Chan, I already told you. What I messaged you over the weekend was a mistake" I sighed as I placed him on speaker phone and continued working. I had ten minutes left of my work day, I just wanted to finish this project.
"Please. It's not a crime to ask for help." The laughter in his voice barely concealed. "Especially when I know you have no experience in the field."
"How do you know I have no experience!" I huffed, as I tried to focus on the screen.
"Kissing Namjoon at your 16th birthday party doesn't count. You barely caught the corner of his lips. Plus, you tell me everything." I could practically hear his smirk. "So when do we start your lesson?" He chuckled.
"I swear to God Chan, drop it! I drank too much at my company party! It was a mistake, a drunken mistake." I gritted my teeth as I quickly saved my project. Not wanting a keyboard smash to ruin my hard work. I just felt grateful that today was one of my work from home days.
"Most people hook up with friends when drunk. Not text their best friend saying you wished you knew how to kiss because Changbins lips 'always look so kissable'" He said dreamily before laughing. I took a deep breath and pushed myself away from my desk. I'd have to call it a day.
"Ugh! I hate you. Let me survive in peace." I groaned.
"Are you sure you don't want to die in the peace of Changbins lips against yours?" He teased, paraphrasing one of the many texts.
"Chan, if you don't stop I will tell everyone what happened on your first day of middle school." The threat was met with silence. I finally felt like I had the upper hand.
"I swear I'm just messing with you." Panic lacing his words. "Seriously though, I'd be more than willing to help you learn about kissing. You've got to learn somehow."
"Why did God curse me with you?" I asked, as I looked towards the ceiling he chuckled in return.
"Not sure if it was God or just Jungkook. Just come over in an hour."
"I hate you." I muttered as I stood and grabbed my phone.
"Of course you do" I could hear his smirk before the line went dead.
—---
Chan stood there smirking, leaning against his kitchen counter, as I jumped up on the wobbly bar stool. The small wall behind me gave us some privacy from his two nosey roommates, Han and Felix.
"So, tell me. How long have you been wanting to kiss Binnie's plush lips?"
"Chan I swear if you say something like that again, I will spread every detail about how Kook and you both-" he cut my threat off.
"Fine, fine, fine, I will stop." He held up his hands in surrender. "May I ask one thing?" He raised a brow.
"One thing" I crossed my arms, as I leveled my gaze.
"I knew you liked Bin, I've seen the flirtatious looks. Why have you not made a move?"
"Because," I sighed as I looked up at the ceiling, then back at my best friend. "Because, I've seen the girls that crowd you guys after any of your gigs. The girls he drapes his arms around. Don't get me started on how his Ex was. He's out of my league." I placed my head in my hands. "I'm nothing like his usual type. Plus you two work together, have classes together, you're really good friends. You've likely told him every embarrassing thing I've ever done."
"That's not true, you are way better than his Ex. You are an amazing woman, I'd say you're out of his league." I heard him say as he placed his arm around my shoulders. "Also i haven't told him all of the stories" i looked at him as he gave me a comforting squeeze. "I've only told him the funny ones" he joked, and I shook my head.
"Look, can we just drop this? I'll even buy pizza and lava cake if you just let it go." I hopped off the stool.
"As much as I like the bribe. I feel it my duty to help you." He placed his hands on my shoulders, and I sighed.
"Fine. So tell me, what is the first thing I need to know?" I shook his hands off.
"Well first, kissing should really only be done between two consenting parties" He placed a hand on my cheek. "Second you should be prepared for the kiss" He pulled out lip balm from his pocket and put some on his lips.
"Woah, Chan. I don't want to kiss you." I pushed him away, and he chuckled.
"How else will you learn?"
"How about you just tell me what to do and I'll figure it out myself." He shook his head softly, and rolled his eyes.
"How about this? I need to know what I'm working with. So I can coach properly. So come over and show me how you would kiss Changbin. Pretend I'm him" he closed his eyes and stood there.
I took a deep breath. It's just Chan, I'm comfortable with Chan this should be fine. I took a few steps towards him. I could feel his breath as I leaned closer. This feels so wrong, he's like a brother to me.
My lips met his, and he didn't move. Was I supposed to move? I tried to picture myself as the protagonist in one of the many books I'd read. I tilted my head and moved my lips. He still didn't move and I broke away. I glared at him in a huff.
"What the hell Chan. You didn't even do anything." I threw my hands up, and he laughed.
"Well I had to see what I needed to coach you on." He laughed.
"Was it that bad?" His expression told me everything. I wasn't good.
"Just try it again"
So I did. I went in and he just stood there. No movement yet again. In fact he seemed to be tucking his lips between his teeth. As I broke away I shoved him. He shrugged.
"You are so infuriating Chan! I just wanted some advice. This was your stupid idea!"
"Well, I didn't want to kiss you." He found a spot to lean against the counter again.
"I didn't want to kiss you either! So why did you tell me to pretend you were Changbin, and how I would kiss him! You're making me feel like a fool!" Hot tears threatened my eyes. The sound of someone clearing their throat made me look towards the doorway to the living room.
"So, noona. Mind telling me why you didn't just come ask me for a kiss" Changbin asked, the corner of his lips creeping upwards. My eyes grew wide, as I floundered for words.
"Bin, I thought I told you to come in here when I said 'pretend I'm him'." Chan shook his head. I looked between the two.
"Wait, you were here the whole time!" I felt my cheeks heat up.
"Well I was with Chan on Saturday when he got your messages. I figured I could maybe help you with the lesson myself." Changbin smirked, as he looked towards the ground then back at me.
"You couldn't have stopped me before I kissed my best friend?" I placed my hands on my hips.
"Well I didn't kiss back so I don't think it counts" Chan chimed in.
"Well how about I help with your lesson? I've been trying to get Chan's approval before I even tried anything with you." Changbin stepped forward, and the world seemed to melt around us.
"Why get his approval?" I asked, my eyes darting from his eyes to his lips.
"Because, you're practically his sister. I didn't want any bad blood between us." He was so close, his breath intermingled with mine.
I felt like my brain was malfunctioning. I thought back to any thoughts about kissing, and all I came up with was, "May I kiss you?"
Changbin chuckled slightly. "Anytime you want" He mumbled, then our lips connected.
AN: been MIA lately, and wrote this little scenario based on him stealing your clothes lol.
Frustration. If anything could describe your mood it was Frustration. You just wanted to put on your favorite hoodie, and settle in for the night. You swore you had put your hoodie on your desk chair. However it wasn't there, nor was it anywhere else in your room. You sighed in defeat as you decided to venture out of the room and go grab a night snack. Maybe you'd just curl up on the couch with the snacks and watch something on the TV.
When you opened the cupboard you saw your favorite pack of cookies open, and empty. Who would put the empty package back? At least you had your favorite drink in the fridge. Another sigh filled the air as you rested your head against the fridge after grabbing a bottle. Tonight was just continuing to frustrate you. As you went to sit on the couch you heard something fall in your roommates room. Jisung's door was half open, when you got there he was hanging off the bed reaching for his phone. You snickered, shaking your head as you opened the door a little more. He smiled as he looked up at you, before falling off the bed. Which made you laugh harder.
"Are you okay?" you asked, holding in a chuckle. He scrambled to get up. When he stood you found out where your hoodie had gone. It was currently adorning his torso.
"Yeah I'll be alright. Want to join me for a movie?" He gestured to his bed where his laptop displayed the beginning of a Ghibli film. A plate of your favorite cookies sat on his night stand, along with two bottles matching the one you had in hand. So that's where the cookies had gone."I was about to text you when I dropped my phone." He looked towards the ground, his lip curling slightly.
"Jisung?" He hummed in response as he plopped on the bed. "Why did you steal my hoodie?"
"Oh, you noticed?" He avoided your gaze, as you crossed your arms. "Well you always talk about on rainy night how much you enjoy curling into this hoodie, snacking and watching something. It sounded nice. So I wanted to try it."
"Why didn't you use your own hoodie?" You asked, gesturing towards where one of his favorite hoodies sat in a pile of clothes next to his closet. Before sitting on the edge of his bed.
He mumbled something, as he pulled the laptop towards him.
"What was that?" You cooked a brow.
"Because mine doesn't smell like you." He grabbed a cookie, stuffing it in his mouth. You smiled as you stood up grabbing his hoodie and slipping it on.
"That means I get to use yours" you then sat on the bed sliding towards him. He smiled back, bringing the plate of cookies over.
"Deal" He leaned against the wall, as you made yourself comfortable next to him. He pulled a blanket over your laps and set the laptop infront of you, and pressed play.
When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you’ve written/fics you’re most proud of, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love.
I was tagged by the lovely @flurrys-creativity 💕
I've been a little MIA lately with my own medical stuff happening but I really am happy to share my top 5 favorite fics I've written!
I have written for a few different kpop groups. However 4 of my top 5 fav fics I've written have been for Stray Kids
Park Guell - This Jacob fic is actually based on my time at Park Guell in Barcelona. I don't have the cute relationship I wrote about. However I did have a cute little boy who I chatted with for about twenty minutes. So this fic was based on that interaction, and how I wish someone would look at me in that situation. This fic makes me happy and fit Jacob so well.
Hoplessly Devoted - this Han fic was such a silly one to write. I felt like crap when I wrote it. I started writing it because I needed a distraction. I'm glad I did write it, a lot of people enjoyed it.
Masquerade - I had never written a soul mate au before. I am very proud of this work. The world I created in this fic made me happy. I like the concept of it being your eyes that change, so i wrote it. Hyunjin worked so well to lead into this world, I'm excited for the next one (which is in the works).
Invisible - This Lee Know story actually started off as a Bang Chan story. However the characters quickly made that change for me. I really love this story how it played out. I also LOVE Halloween so I took lore from D&D, Supernatural, and many other 'creepy' things and combined them in this story.
Knights Tale: The Nature worker - This is the fic I believe I am most proud of. I put in a lot of effort into this one, sadly it has gotten very little love. Maybe it's the length? Anyways this story was always meant for Changbin. I always have pictured him to be a wonderful knight. In fact this is a world I hope to expand in as well. The other stories will follow the other skz Knights and nobles. I just haven't gotten to writing them yet.
Now to tag some of my favorite authors! Feel free to do this or not. 💕 @missskzbiased @mxxndreams @ateez-angel @blossom-hwa @thepixelelf
Non idol au, domestic au, dad Seungmin, college au(flashback), mention of Jeongin
Word count: 1,331
Warnings: talks of roller skating, falling into water, being pushed, oreo cookie consumption.
**pic from 2021 seasons greetings**
I smiled as I leaned against the door frame. It had been a long day, work ran late, then there was traffic on my way home. I watched as my sweet husband slept on the couch with our five year old on his lap. The two of them looked adorable with dark crumbs around their mouths, a box of oreos was open on the coffee table.
A few years ago I never would've thought I'd see this perfect sight. Especially not with the man who I met when he literally crashed into me.
It was a very warm day for early spring. I just finished my last final for the semester. With the warm weather and sun out, I decided to walk through the park on my way to my shared apartment. It would be a well deserved treat, plus I wouldn't have to deal with the drama of my roommates who still had finals left.
I smiled as I relaxed onto my usual spot on the cement ledge of the fountain. I always enjoyed the view from this spot. The small hill with a play set at the top, the trees dotting the pathway to my right. The sound of the fountains flowing water always helping mask the sounds of the city. I placed my bag near my feet as I leaned back, taking in the fresh air. The sun warmed cement comforting me, melting away the remaining stress of the semester. Only one more semester till i was finished. I took a deep breath in as I closed my eyes. Letting the sun soak into my skin, the sound of the water fulfilling the serene moment.
The moment was broken by a panicked scream, followed by "Look out!" I opened my eyes to see a blur of man barreling down the hill, towards me on roller skates. His dark hair flying, as he waved his arms frantically in an effort to slow him down. With his fast approach all I could do was hold up my hands in an effort to stop him, and protect myself. I screamed as he collided into me. The momentum sent us both into the fountain.
We both gasped as we emerged from the water. "Oh my God I'm so sorry!" He sputtered. "Are you injured? Oh my god" I finally got an unblurred sight of the man. His dark hair now wet against his forehead, his jeans and yale shirt soaked through. I blinked the water away from my eyes best I could as his brown eyes met mine. I smiled softly as I looked into them. They reminded me of a puppy; soft, warm and apologetic.
"It's okay, I'm not hurt. Are you alright?" I asked as I made my way to stand. He nodded then cursed under his breath as he looked around.
"Where is he?" He growled.
"Who?" I looked around, ringing out my shirt. I couldn't see anyone besides the children on the playground.
"Jeongin, my friend who is making me learn how to use these stupid things" he said lifting his feet out of the water, before trying to rip off the roller skates.
"Why is he making you learn?" I asked, making my way to the edge of the fountain, trying not to slip on the coins people had thrown in.
"He wants to go to the roller rink for a date. He wants me to double with him." He huffed as he stood, then threw the roller skates. "Oh no my phone" He pulled his phone from his jeans pocket. The case did little to protect from water, hopefully it wouldn't be ruined.
"Maybe set it in the sun, and if that doesn't work I heard dry rice does" I shrugged as I climbed out of the fountain, then offered my hand to help him out. He smiled and gave a slight nod as a thank you as he took my hand to step out.
"Again I'm so sorry! I feel like I need to make it up to you" he said as he took his phone out of its case then sat it on the cement. He sighed as he plopped down next to it. A small squishing sound as he sat made me smile.
"Don't worry about it. It's just water." I shrugged, ringing out my hair, then sat beside him. "So if you don't know how to roller skate, how were you going so fast?" I chuckled.
"Well my friend told me he'd help me learn. So I expected him to guide me, once I was able to stand in them. Instead he pushed me, then yelled 'it's like learning to swim just keep yourself up right.'' he grumbled looking around again. I started laughing.
"I'm sorry to laugh, but it looks like you did take the swimming part to heart." I smiled, as he chuckled. "At least you stayed upright until you reached the fountain. I would've toppled almost immediately."
"You can't roller skate either?" He asked, I shook my head.
"I can barely stay upright when I put them on. I have never understood how people can move forward, let alone do all those fancy tricks." I leaned back on my hands as I stretched my legs out in an effort to dry myself.
"I know we just met, but I feel like I need to make things better. Do you want to try to roller skate with me?" His words were fast and jumbled.
I furrowed my brown in confusion. "We just discussed that we are both bad at roller skating."
He sighed. "What I meant is, I need a date to the skating rink. And if nothing else we can both just talk and snack while Jeongin and his date do their own thing."
"I assumed you already had a date" I sat up.
"Well Jeongin suggested that if I learned how to skate, it would be easier to find a date." He shrugged as he watched the bottom of his jeans drip. "You don't have to go if you don't want to."
"Well I'd like to say yes, but I don't even know your name." I smiled.
"Oh, Seungmin. My name is Seungmin"
I walked over grabbing a tissue from the coffee table and wiped Seungmin's mouth gently. His eyes opened groggily, a sleepy smile appeared. "Hi sweetheart." He yawned.
"Hi. What happened to you agreeing to putting Minsu to bed on time?" I asked crouching down, a smile on my lips as I thought about the text he sent earlier when I let him know I would be late.
"He wanted to stay up, he made you something at school today" Seungmin stretched. Then yawned while motioning towards the small side table. I stood, and went over to the small table. I smiled as I looked down at the crayon covered paper.
"Your home" Minsu's tired voice was accompanied by a yawn. "I drew the park" I looked down at the green and yellow covered paper. A few scribbles of red, and purple dotted the paper. "Channie ate the blue crayon. So I did yellow like the sun for the sky, and purple for the fountain"
"Why the park?" I chuckled, bringing the drawing back to the couch, then sitting next to the two.
"You like the park. That's where dad met you." His tiny eyes damp with sleep, as he leaned into me. I placed my arm around him and kissed his head.
"I do like the park. Now let's get you to bed." I said standing. He groaned.
"I can't go to bed yet."
"Why?" I looked at him.
"I need to hear the story again." His eyes big and pleading, just like his fathers. "It can be my bedtime story."
I looked at Seungmin who smiled. His eyes still reminding me of a puppy.
"Let's go brush our teeth then" Seungmin said, sweeping up Minsu in his arms and carrying him to the bathroom.
College au, teacher au, coworkers, f2l?, fluff, drabble
Word count: 353
Warnings: cookie and coffee consumption.
A/N: Happy Birthday Jeongin! Our sweet savage IN. I saw this pic and decided I had to write something for the makanaes birthday. Open ending because why not.
Jeongin watched as she sat down on the small couch with a dramatic sigh. He knew today had been rough on her. Last day of midterms, and she'd been thrown into her new position at the last moment.
"Why did I say yes to being the head of the History department?" She asked, placing her head in her hands. Jeongin gave her a sympathetic smile.
"Because you are a good person. And when Mr. Park up and left someone had to take his place. You are the best qualified." He responded.
"That's a lie" She rolled her eyes as she looked towards him. He gave a small smile, and took a cookie and shoved it in his mouth. She laughed. "You always eat like that, I promise no one is going to steal the rest of your cookie"
His eyes closed as he chuckled. "I lived with 7 other guys in college. It became habit to eat like this"
"I doubt they would've stolen something you already started eating" She giggled as she reached for a cookie.
"You weren't there for the sausage incident" He shook his head.
"I'm afraid to ask"
"You should be." He smiled. Then reached for the drinks a faculty member ordered for them.
"Don't tell me Janice didn't get my order again" she frowned as he grabbed his iced Americano. He looked at the drink as he sat on the couch again. Then lifted it in her direction, offering it to her.
"Here take mine." He offered, she shook her head.
"No," she sat back in her seat. "You deserve the drink. You've been working hard with your students Professor Yang."
"Well how about this?" He said placing the cup on the table in front of him and standing. He brought back a disposable cup. Popping off the lid, he poured half of the beverage into the other cup. He placed the lid back on and handed it to her. "Now we can both have the well deserved caffeine."
"Thanks Jeongin" She smiled, bringing the cup to her lips. "Now I owe you a drink, maybe this weekend?"
Ship: Idol! Yeosang x fem reader (use of she/her pronouns)
Fluff
Word count: 477
Warnings: very slight PDA after a concert.
A/N: my bestie sent me a thought on IG and well this is what came out of it.
I smiled as I showed my pass to get backstage after the concert. Ateez had just finished an amazing concert, per usual. As I sang along in a sea of atiny I watched my boyfriend's countenance glow. His eyes sparkled as he did what he loved in front of thousands of fans.
"There is my favorite Doberman!" I chuckled as I saw Yeosang from across the room, he beamed at my comment. He made his way towards me.
"He's a Maltese, Y/N" Wooyoung quickly retorted, sounds of agreement came from the others.
"You heard Y/N. I'm a Doberman." Yeosang smirked as he placed his hands on my hips, then placed a soft kiss on my cheek. "So, did you enjoy the concert?" He asked, I nodded eagerly in response.
"It was amazing! I'm not even sure where to start." I smiled.
"Well what was your favorite part?" He asked.
"Well when you guys first came on stage the energy from atiny along with the joy on your faces. It was beautiful! I love watching Ateez perform. The 8 of you make such a wonderful team. Each of you brings a highlight of your own." I looked around the room at each member. They smiled. "I did enjoy the lovely conversation about what dog you really are, sweetheart." I chuckled as I put my arms around Yeosang's neck. He quirked his brow, and I gave him a quick peck on the lips.
"Baby do you not think I'm a Doberman?" He asked. I laughed softly.
"You can be whatever you want to be"
I could hear Sans' laugh mixed with Wooyoung's. "She thinks you're a Maltese too!" San laughed. I tried to hold back my smile as I looked at my boyfriend who looked slightly offended.
"I never said that" the laughter slightly evident in my words.
"I'd say you're siding with them!" He scoffed and softly pushed me away.
"No baby, that's not true,'' I said, reaching for his shoulders.
"Ateez or me?" He asked as he crossed his arms.
"What?" I tilted my head to the side.
"Pick a side, Ateez or me?" He asked again.
"We've been over this Yeosang. You are part of Ateez. If I pick Ateez, I'm also picking you." I smiled as I brought my hands up to his cheeks, cradling his face in my hands. His eyes steady on mine. "When I pick you I also pick Ateez. You are a package deal now." I smiled as I rubbed my thumb along his cheek.
"But in this argument, which side do you choose?" He looked deep into my eyes. I pulled his face into mine giving him a quick yet passionate kiss. As I pulled back I smiled.
"8 makes 1 team!" I said as I backed away, with a giggle. A few cheers erupted around the room.
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Established relationship, non idol au, Christmas time, ft OT8 (sort of),
Word count: 456
Warnings: butt slapping
A/N: I had this idea while driving and listening to Christmas Music. I couldnt stop laughing. Enjoy! **included is the song**
I smiled as I glanced around the living room. The Christmas party was in full swing. Dinner had been eaten, presents had been given, and now everyone was just enjoying drinks and each other's company. My boyfriend was next to me leaning against the wall as we watched the two Australians of our friend group singing Aussie Christmas carols. Laughter filled the room as Felix got super into the song with actions. The song ended with cheers from the party goers. Friends and couples alike snacked and chatted as music continued through the room.
"No! I swear this wasn't on the list!" Chris said as Sleigh Ride by The Boston pops came on. I looked confused as I watched the boys who had all been friends the longest looked at me with fear in their eyes. I cocked My brow and then looked at Minho who stood beside me. His mischievous smile told me he had come up with a plan.
"I know I added it to the mix when I got here" Minho smiled as he pushed off the wall. A few of the boys hid behind their guests while Felix, Han, and Jeongin huddled in the corner. I watched as the song played, Minho dancing happily as he went towards the huddled group. When the first whip cracked Minho's hand made contact with Felix's butt. I then understood why no one wanted this song. My boyfriend, the butt hunter, must've played this every Christmas season to his friends' amusement then horror.
I laughed as I watched him make the rounds. Until the song began to close. Instead of heading towards Hyunjin, the last one of his longtime friends, like I expected he headed straight for me. My eyes grew big as he drew closer. I knew the song well, and knew there was only one whip crack left, and I was the intended target. His smirk grew as he went to slap my butt. Only for me to dodge out of the way, smacking his butt. The sound resounded around the room as everyone stared. Then laughter filled the room as Minho turned to ogle me. I couldn't help but laugh as he pointed at me then his butt.
"Alas the butt hunter of Gimpo has been butt hunted!" Hyunjin cheered. Laughter and cheers filled the room. Minho walked over and smiled as he placed his arms around my neck, staring into my eyes. His lips drew closer to mine. I closed my eyes as I felt his breath on my cheek, his hands traveling down. Then a loud slap, followed by my butt stinging.
"I'm the only butt hunter here sweetheart." He whispered in my ear then kissed my cheek and walked away.
Established relationship, long distance, slice of life, college au, fluff
Word count: 468
Warnings: none (?)
A/N: how could I not write something after seeing these photos.
I focused on my breathing trying to meditate the candle light encasing the room helping bring the stress of finals down. A small chime sounded and I opened my eyes, my evening meditation was over. A smile came to my lips as the lamp in my room suddenly turned on. I expected the usual dark blue signaling our goodnight, however its purple glow told me all I needed to know. I grabbed my phone, rolled onto my stomach and video called the one sending the message. I smiled as he answered, his face painted the same hue as mine from our touch lamps.
"I see you miss me." I smiled as I looked at him. His head resting on his pillow. "I miss you too Felix". His eyes shut momentarily and a small smile graced his lips.
"I wish you were here. I miss our movie nights, our blanket forts. I miss you so much." His deep voice pulled my heartstrings. When I went off to finish grad school we knew it would be hard doing the long distance thing. Between his work schedule, and all my classes we barely had time to talk. Just random messages throughout the day. The touch lamps came with my first birthday away from him. We discussed the different colors and what they would mean. We would see each other when I was on break. Whether I went home or he came here. It had been three months since we last kissed, since we last held each other. It was growing more difficult every day.
"I miss all that too Felix. I'm almost done, just one more week then I finish." I sighed as I looked into his eyes.
"I can't wait for you to move home." His voice started to drift as sleep threatened to take him from our chat.
"It will be here before we know it."
"Then I get you all to myself for a week" His smile looked devious despite his drooping eyes.
"You'll have to convince my family of that" I chuckled as I rested my head upon the plush beside me. The one Felix gave me on our latest anniversary.
"I already did" He yawned and closed his eyes. "They get you the weekend you come home, and I get to take you away for a week after that" He smiled.
"Where are you taking me then Felix?" I asked, only to be met with silence. His breathing slowed as I watched him fall into a slumber. "Goodnight baby" I said as I changed the touch lamp to a soft green, and turned off the video call. Knowing when he awoke he would be welcomed by a signal of our bond. The color we had chosen for our ever growing love and admiration for one another.
Warnings: overly packed subway car, a kiss, rumors, implications
A/N: I'm not sure why I wrote this drabble. I might continue this eventually. Please give me your feedback if you enjoy this.
His warm breath on the back of my neck was anything but intimate in this situation. I was irritated to say the least. I usually took another route to work, however a pipe bursting caused multiple lines to have to shut down. Causing me not only to be late, but for every subway car to be jam packed. I stood holding onto the pole in front of me.
"Look I'm just as upset as you are." Hyunjin muttered, one hand placed on the pole above me. The subway car suddenly jerked forward causing everyone to lurch into each other, which meant my modelesque, self righteous coworker had me pinned to the pole.
"Why did you have to stand so close?" I grumbled. As I pushed myself away from the pole.
"You think I really had much of a choice? Would you rather have a stranger up against you?" He scoffed, shifting back onto his own feet. Thankfully all I could feel was his breath again.
"I'd rather have someone who didn't think the world revolved around him pressed against me." I rolled my eyes, shaking my head slightly.
"Like you're any better! Acting like you're better than the rest of us, I worked hard to get my position on the board."
Now I scoffed, turning around to face him. My back pressed against the pole. "We both know you get anything you want because of that face of yours!"
His face shifted, I must've pressed a button. "At least I didn't sleep my way to the top." He growled.
Now he had pressed a button. "I never slept with Jae, despite all his best efforts! I've worked for my spot! I'm not easy Hwang!" If looks could kill we would both be 6 feet under.
"That's not what I heard." He leaned closer. The car lurched forward again. My hands flew up to his chest. Stopping our faces mere centimeters from each other. His aftershave assaulted my senses. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to him, but his arrogance always dissuaded me. His brown eyes darted from mine to my lips, then back.
"Don't you d-" His lips stopped mine in their tracks. One of his hands found my cheek. My body melted into his touch, as my mind screamed for me to break away. I pushed against his chest, only to feel him smirk against my lips, then pull away. My mind was reeling, that momentary kiss was phenomenal, however so was the urge to slap him. "What the hell Hwang?!?" I sputtered.
"I- uh- you just-" His ears were tinted pink as he struggled for words. He was looking everywhere but me. I looked around to see curious eyes, watching this whole exchange. "Look, it was an accident." He spoke finally looking at me again. His eyes held mine momentarily, until his gaze drifted back down to my lips.
"Then why are you looking at my lips again?" I said under my breath. He looked into my eyes again, about to respond when the familiar name of the subway stop rang through the air. He quickly stepped around me making his way to the doors as I followed. "Why aren't you answering me Hwang?" I asked as the doors opened. He turned and smirked then quickly made his way onto the platform leaving me in the dust.
Warnings: mentions of fighting, rainstorms, time in bed (not really suggestive)
A/N: I saw this gif set by @highwaytoheaven and had to write this fic. He's my EXO bias, and he's just 💕.
The rain came down along with my tears. The fight had been such a blur. The stress of moving, both of us changing jobs, had been too much it seemed. I'm not even sure what exactly we fought about. I just remember the yelling, then I threw that stupid small potted plant at the door and left. I left in a rage, the sky was only darkening then. Now I walked through the park nearby, my shoes squelched with every step.
Before we moved, life had seemed like a dream. Granted newlyweds always feel that way I suppose. Our apartment was a small two bedroom, with a small kitchen and an even smaller bathroom. Yet it was home. I remember the laughter on Sunday mornings. The sun came through the curtains onto our bed as he giggled and made forts from the blankets. The way we'd play in the bed like children. Giggling as we played peek-a-boo. It was so perfect.
Yet when we decided to move closer to family, and he had a job opportunity we decided to move. The new apartment was bigger, roomier, and nicer. Yet none of it felt like home. Sundays had become work days. Promises of changing schedules seemed empty and fake after three months. As the rain soaked me to the bone I started to wonder if we still loved each other. My steps lead me to the parking lot on the far side of the park. My tears flowed harder as I saw Jong In standing next to our car, umbrella overhead, and towels in his grasp. He met me halfway.
"I had a feeling you'd come here" he smiled softly as he wrapped a towel around me. Holding me close under the umbrella with him. He guided me to the car, opening the passenger door for me. I shivered as he made his way around the car. Luckily it wasn't a cold rain, however the temperature definitely had dropped since I left the apartment.
"I'm sorry about the plant" I said as he started the car. He chuckled slightly, as he put the car into gear.
"We both hated that thing. Maybe you did us a favor." He smiled, yet it didn't reach his eyes.
"I'm sorry I hurt you. I shouldn't have said any of those things." I started crying again, my breath caught in my throat.
"We both said things we didn't mean. I never should've blamed you for anything. Nothing has been your fault." He sighed, reaching a hand over to me, placing it on my damp knee.
"But it has been. I'm the one working the opposite shifts from you. I'm the one who hasn't been attentive. You deserve far more than me Jong In." Hot tears ran down my cold cheeks. He pulled to the side of the road. Parking the car, and looking at me.
"No, Y/N, I don't deserve you. I'm the one who insisted we moved. I'm the one who got the job offer, the one who wanted to move closer to family. It was all me. You took the best job you could. Neither of us are to blame. However, we need to try to talk about it before it explodes like earlier." His hands had found mine. Holding them together softly rubbing them. His eyes were sad as they looked into mine. "I am so sorry for not giving you what you deserve."
"You've given me so much, what are you talking about?" I questioned.
"You deserve Sundays like we used to have. You deserve someone who can drop everything at the drop of a hat."
"You deserve that too." I reached my cool hand to cradle his cheek, my thumb softly rubbing the few tears away. "We need to get our Sundays back, or at least a day like those again." He nodded, turning his head he kissed my palm. My heart still hurt, yet it was healing with the words we needed to voice to one another.
"We haven't had a date night in a while either. So, sweetheart, would you like to accompany me to dinner?" He smirked, the smile finally reaching his eyes.
"Can we go home first so I can get dry, and change?" I chuckled.
"Only if you agree to a date night with me at least once a week." He put the car back into gear as he headed towards the apartment.
I awoke to a gentle hand on my jaw, a thumb stroking my cheek. I groggily opened my eyes, meeting his soft ones. He was crouched next to the couch which I was laying on. The rest of our friends were still sleeping, some sprawled across the living room of the cabin we had rented.
"Chanhee?" I whispered, confused. "Is everything ok?"
He nodded, "come with me" he whispered. I pulled the blanket over me, burrowing in it.
"But it's still night time." I complained softly.
"Please" He pleaded, his hand still on my cheek. I sighed as I nodded. I got up and followed him, both still clad in our pajamas. He directed me to the door, then slipped on his shoes.
"Where are we going?" I asked as he led me outside.
"We are going on an adventure" He responded as he led me around the side of the cabin. The flashlight on his phone casting the only light.
"Chanhee it's still dark" I grabbed onto his arm, to not lose him.
"I know, trust me this adventure will be worth it." His hand rested atop mine as he led me away from the cabin, down a small path. The moon had disappeared, I could barely see anything aside from what his light illuminated. We arrived at a small clearing at the top of a hill. He sat upon a large rock looking out then patted the space next to him, turning off the light.
"Chanhee, what are we doing out here?" I whispered as I leaned into him for warmth.
"Give it about ten more minutes and I promise it will be worth it." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. My eyes adjusted to the darkness surrounding us. As I rested my head on his shoulder my eyes started to shut, his breathing lulling me back to sleep. "Y/N" He softly said with a slight shake. "Look"
I opened my eyes to see the twilight start to break the darkness around us. The oranges and pinks started filling the horizon. It was beautiful. The view from this rock on this hill was breathtaking. I looked towards Chanhee, his face catching all the colors of the dawn. His eyes reflected the scene perfectly. "It's beautiful" I said, staring at him.
"The sunrise is that way" He smiled nodding his head towards the rising sun. Then looked at me.
"I like this view better" I giggled, as he pulled me closer. I curled into his shoulder, then looked towards the horizon once more.
"So was this worth me waking you up?" He asked, resting his head atop mine.
"Anytime with you is always worth it." I smiled as he pressed a kiss into the top of my head. We sat cuddling together watching as the sun fully rose into the sky. The sound of nature around us. It was serine. His hand rested on mine, his thumb rubbing the back of it. It was perfect.
"Hello! Y/N! CHANHEE WHERE DID YOU GO?" Sunwoo's voice broke the silence as it carried the short distance between the cabin and the clearing. The two of you looked at each other and laughed as you both stood. As you stretched you heard more shouting from the cabin.
"Maybe we should get back before they think we're missing" I laughed as I linked my arm with his.
"Why? It's fun to make them wonder." He smiled as he brought a hand to my cheek and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.
"Really?!? You guys are out here making out?!?" Changmin's voice rang through the clearing. I laughed as I separated from Chanhee. "Haknyeon thought you'd been murdered!"
"Why would he think that?" I questioned, turning towards the path.
Changmin shrugged. "Well with the ghost stories I was telling last night, Hak was a bit on edge. So when we woke up and you two were gone. Hak kept pointing at Chucky saying he did it." Changmin held the red headed doll close. Chanhee and I looked at each other and laughed.
Established relationship/ Husband Han au, non idol au, fluff
Word count: 358
Warnings: Jisung has a cold.
**credit for photo to straykidsfilm on twitter**
Despite what they tell you in fairytales and in movies, love is messy. Love is dirty, hard and sometimes downright disgusting. Love isn't easy, it's hard messy work. The whole premise of happily ever after was crap. Yet for him it was always worth it. I would do anything for Jisung, and he would do anything for me.
"Just one more please?" He begged as I dabbed a damp cloth across his forehead.
I sighed. "If I give you another forehead kiss you have to promise not to try to kiss my lips again." I tried to sound stern, but the smile that graced his chapped lips let me know he saw past the facade.
"But you love my kisses." He smirked then turned his head into his elbow to cough.
"I'd love not to get sick with you. Someone has to take care of you and if I'm sick we're both out of luck." I kissed my finger then pressed it to his overly warm forehead. "There I kissed your forehead"
"That's cheating" He sniffled, with a pout.
"I promise I'll give you tons of kisses once you're better." I dabbed his forehead once more with the cloth before turning to leave the room to get him a glass of water. As I took a step I felt arms around my waist suddenly pulling me into the bed. "Jisung!!" I yelled as he snuggled into my back.
"Stay with me." He mumbled into my shirt.
"You'll get me sick too." I protested trying to wiggle free.
"Well the vows said in sickness and health" he chuckled, holding me tighter. "Plus if you're sick we can stay in bed together all day." I could hear the connotation in his voice.
"Jisung, baby, you realize if we are both sick in bed. It just means sleeping and complaining. Nothing else." I grumbled, starting to give up the fight.
"And there is no one I'd rather complain with than you." His fevered cheek now rested against the back of my neck.
"You're hopeless" I chuckled, as I relaxed into him.
"Hopelessly devoted to you" he softly sang, before coughing again.
Established relationship au, fluff, photographer Kevin
Word count: 313
Warnings: a kiss?
A/N: Kevin posted a picture on Universe, and I took one earlier this year that matched so I had to write something for it.
"Babe, just two more minutes, please!" Kevin pleaded, as I started to walk away from the wooden bench we had commandeered for the past hour. I looked towards him, and was caught off guard by the camera's snap.
"Kevin, you're supposed to be taking pictures of the fall foliage for your work. You're not supposed to take photos of me." I blushed as I turned away again.
As much as I loved Kevin's photos, I always felt so insecure when he chose me as his model.
"I am taking pictures of the foliage. I just happened to take some pictures of a beautiful Goddess as well." The crunch of the leaves beneath his feet gave away his position, making me continue to turn away from him. "You know, I actually love this view." I could hear the smirk in his voice.
I turned around as I heard more clicks. "Kevin you are not taking pictures of my butt!" I glared as I stepped towards him.
"Well now I'm not." He chuckled as he snapped one more. He then stuck out his tongue and ran.
"Kevin, come back here and delete those photos!!" I chased after him. Our laughter mingled with the sound of crunching leaves. When suddenly he stopped, and turned around, I couldn't stop in time. Causing me to tackle him to the ground. He laughed as he stared up at me laying atop of him.
"You are my favorite muse" He said, as he lifted his head to kiss me. I heard the click of the camera off to my right.
"You are a dork" I laughed as I broke the kiss, looking towards the camera in his hand.
"But I'm your dork. That's all that matters to me." He let the camera slide to the ground, as he brought his hands behind my neck pulling me down into another kiss.
