Hello! A carat and atiny from Sweden here! Iām posting imagines and fanfics about ATEEZ here and I try to write regularly but Iām a university student so please understand <3 *None of the pictures I use are mine, all credit to the owners and thank you for being awesome and making them <3
Hellooooo lovelies <3 itās been a while š Iām just back to give a quick update on whatās happening.
Iām moving apartments, and had an exam and an essay at the same time so I havenāt been able to write as much as I would like to ): But, itās going to calm down after this week and then Iāll get back to you with a few posts next week.
Iām not familiar with the group but I just wanna say Iām so sorry for the fans and even more so his family, friends and members. I also wanna say, do not feel silly if you are upset. You are allowed to grieve people that you donāt know personally. Whenever stuff like this happens, there are shitty people who go out of their way to try and make people feel stupid for reacting. Ignore them. Again, you are allowed to grieve for people you donāt know personally, thereās nothing silly about that.
Soo since I saw that somebody asked if we are getting dad svt soon and you said yes I came up with something which I hope you can include (it's totally fine if you don't, everyone has preferences). How about a member becoming a dad on their birthday or something like that? I'm a sucker for fluffy fics like this <3
Is there a particular day of the week on which you post? I'm always looking forward to your updates and they always make my whole day! š«¶š»š¤
Hellooo~ Thank you, it makes my day when I get messages like this <3
I usually post on the weekend, but I'm a bit irregular since I post basically as soon as I finish writing a fic and sometimes I just get an idea in the middle of the week. But I think it's usually late evening on fridays/saturdays (In CET/CEST timezone) .
Hello! I hope youāre doing wellāŗļø Iāve been having issues with the masterlistlinksā¦they open up in my phoneās browser instead of the appā¦.what way would you recommend to read your stories? In a computer orā¦? Thank youš«¶āØ
Hellooo~ I am, thank you! Hope you're doing well too (:
Ouff, yeah I have no idea why that is happening with some of the links, they should work in both the app and the browser :( I'll try to update all the links this weekend to see if it gets better <3
Hello lovlies ~ So, I dropped my computer on the ground and itās now getting repaired (should get it back on Monday) so thats why I havenāt been able to post as much as I hoped. Thatās why Vernons part is also a bit shorter because I had to write it on my phone, but hope you enjoy <3
But you kind of had to admit that he had been right to do so when a group of four girls walked in, and all of them had seventeen photocards attached to the back of their phones. They sat down in the table next to you, only a Ā fence and a few plants separating the two tables.
"Did you guys see the gose episode last night?"
"It was so funny when Jeonghan fooled everyone",
"Like usual.", the other girls laughed and you let out a little giggle when you saw Seungcheol's facial expression. You stood up and leaned on the fence, getting the girls attentions.
"You guys carats?"
"Yeahā¦?", one of them said a bit hesitantly, weirded out by the fact that a random girl just leaned over the fence to talk to them.
"Me too! I love yesterday gose, especially the part when S.Coups flipped.", and that earned you a soft kick on the leg from Seungcheol who had a hard time holding back his smile.
"Yes! Ah I love maniac Coups", the girls perked up. "So whoĀ“s your bias? Mine's Jeonghan."
"Dino", another girl said and held up her phone to show off a photocard of Dino.
"The8"
"S.Coups", and when the last girl said his name he was about to flip the table from joy.
"Hmā¦ I've always been kind of and OT13 but if I had to chooseā¦", you glanced over at Seungcheol with a smile. "Mingyu?", he kicked your leg again. "Definitely Mingyu."
"You're here alone? Come sit with us!", the girls didn't seemed to have noticed Seungcheol and you smiled.
"I would love to!", you simply said and walked around to sit with the girls.
You sat with the girls and talked for about fifteen minutes, even exchanged numbers and all that, before you excused yourself and left with Seungcheol. And even though Seungcheol acted sulky a while after that he actually felt rather happy seeing you interact in such a sweet way with his fans. You were just happy to make some new friends and you definitely invited them to your wedding later on.
Wonwoo: You had gone public by this point and most fans loved seeing you around, and today was one off those days that just made the fans love you so much.
It was at a fan signing and it was a really cold day in Seoul, the temp dropping below -10Ā°C. Half of the people were fitted inside the building but the other half had to stand outside and wait to go inside. They members were pretty worried about carats but couldn't really do anything.
After a while the fans who had started with standing outside stepped up to the tables and one of them sat in front of Wonwoo.
"Hello!", the fan said happily as she sat down.
"Hello, are you feeling alright? The cold wasn't to much?", he smiled and offered a hand to the fan who took it. He had expected them to be cold after spending such a long time outside but they were actually really warm.
"No it's fine, I actually wanted to tell you this", she smiled widely and picked up a hand warmer. "I'm so glad that you're together with someone like y/n. She is so kind, she's standing outside handing out heat packs and warm water to the fans out in the cold."
"She is?", he said as he signed the album, surprised because you hadn't told him this.
"Yeah. I just want you to know that we carats approve of her, I hope the two of you will be so happy together!", he smiled at her.
"Thank you!", and then they moved on with the conversation.
A lot of fans that came after that mentioned how kind you had been and how you interacted with the fans, how you made sure everyone was okay, and offered them hot beverages to keep them warm while they were waiting outside. When the signing were over you were still nowhere to be seen so he sneaked out for a bit to see you standing among some Carats. The tip of your nose was red but you had a huge smile on your face as you rubbed your hands together to keep warm. He couldn't hear what you were talking about but both you and the fans seemed to have a good conversation.
He walked back inside to wait for you and after a fem minutes you stepped inside, shaking off the cold as the door closed behind you.
"That was very sweet of you", you jumped at the sound of his voice and smiled when you saw him.
"What are you talking about?", you smiled and rubbed the tip of your nose to try to warm it up.
"Carats told me you'd been handing out hot drinks and heat packs during the event.", he smiled and tilted his head and you nodded.
"Yeah, the cold kind of came out of nowhere so I figured a lot of them wouldn't dress warmly.", you smiled. "Your fans are so nice though, and they love you guys very much."
"Yeah, they doā¦ but I think they are very thankful for you right now. I know I am at least.", he wrapped an arm around your shoulders.
"Don't sweat it, it was fun", you smiled up at him as he lead you inside.
"Come on, lets get you warmed up."
Mingyu: The two of you were out walking, taking a breather after a long day for the both of you. It was getting dark outside, but the sun was still hiding in the horizon creating a beautiful orange color in the sky.
"Should we take some pictures?", you smiled at Mingyu who nods and removes his mask as the two of you step to the side to not be in the way for the ones walking on the sidewalk.
You picked up your camera and started to pose and took a few pictures as you saw two younger girls, maybe in their early to mid teens, carefully watching thew two of you. You lightly jabbed Mingyu and gave him a smile.
"I think you have been found out", you nodded your head in their direction and Mingyu smiled as he saw them, both slightly panicked when he looked at them.
"Hi!", you said and waved at them to come over. The young girls carefully walked over. "Are you guys carats?", they nodded and quickly picked up their phone to show their screen which both contained a picture with the members.
"Y-yes! A-and Mingyu is my bias!", one of the girls said shyly and Mingyu gave them a typical soft boy smile that he had reserved for his fans (and sometimes you).
"I'm so glad to hear that, do you guys want to take some pictures?", they nodded quickly at his question.
"Let me take the picture, I'm the best", you smiled and held out your hand to the girls to receive both their phones.
And then you started taking pictures. Mingyu almost bursting out in laughter at your enthusiastic movements, crouching down to get different angles and giving directions on how to pose, switching their phones from time to time to get pictures for both of them.
"Oh!", you interrupted yourself when a strong wind came and some leaves got caught in one of the girls hair. You walked over to the girl who froze when you reached out your hand.
"I'm sorry, may I? You just got some leaves stuck in your hair.", you smiled and she got a soft blush on her cheeks but nodded. You softly plucked the leaves out of her hair and brushed her hair down before taking a step back.
"Do you guys want some individual photos as well?", Mingyu asked and they nodded and you proceeded with your photoshoot as Mingyu softly talked with the girls.
After a few minutes of talking and picture taking, Mingyu signed their notebooks and then the two of you started going back home again.
"They really seemed to like you", he said as he put his mask back on and you rolled your eyes.
"Of course they did, I'm amazing.", you teased and he let out a laugh.
"Yeah, thank you for being awesome with my fans", you smiled and nudged him in the side.
"Of course, you don't even have to thank me for that.", and then the two continued your walk home.
A few hours later you got tagged in a photo that one of the girls had posted. It was some of the pictures that you had taken and then a long rant on how they had met Mingyu and how amazing it was and how nice he was ant etc. But what stood out to you was the last line on the post.
"PS. Shout out to @yourinstagramname for the pictures! She was so nice and went all in when taking the pictures, definitely following her!"
Vernon: It was during one of his concerts. You had decided that you wanted to be on the floor, standing with the other fans rather than being in the seated area. You were a bit nervous at first, since the friend you had planned to go with had gotten sick last minute, but also since you had gone public with your relationship with Vernon.
But your worries quickly disappeared when you got there because (at least) the carats around you were so excited to have you there and you jumped and screamed and sang together the whole evening. They made you feel like you were one in the friend group and you had never had so much fun on a concert before. There was also one point during the concert where Vernon found you in the crowd, laughing and jumping together with the carats, and he felt so happy and proud to see you hanging out with his fans that meant so much to him. And as the concert came to an end, you were now following the girls you had spent the evening with on Instagram and had left them to go meet up with Vernon.
"Had fun?", he smiled as you giggled your way over to him.
"Yes! Your fans are the best people ever!", you threw your arms around his shoulder and Seungkwan and Hoshi teased you two as they walked passed.
"You guys were great tonight!", you yelled after them and they thanked you as they walked away. "You too, it was nice to see you on stage."
"Thank you, want to get dinner after this? We thought about ordering in.", you nodded.
"Yes, I'm starving!", you laughed as you walked after the guys.
The day after the concert the girls you had meet had all posted different pictures and videos that had been taken during the evening, all with different captions such as:
"Spent the SEVENTEEN concert together with the best @yourinstagramname! Best night ever!"
Awww, Thank you <3 Iāve dropped my computer so itās getting repaired (thatās why it has taken a while) but Iām posting a SVT fix in like five minutes š„°
Helloooooo lovlies ~ Iāve just realized that maknae is like the hardest word for me to write, I always write makanae.
Triggers: Bullying
San: You were about twelve years old and had just started to take taekwondo lessons.
It was a normal day at school, your classmates had been fooling around during class and now you were playing hopscotch with your friends during recess. You were about to take a break to get some water when you heard something that sounded like kicking a pillow, and then followed by some laughter. And you knew exactly what that meant.
"Hey! Stop hitting him!", you screamed as your rounded the corner to see two upper classmates kicking a younger boy, still older than you but younger than them.
"Scram, this has nothing to do with a baby like you!", one of the two boys said and the younger boy sniffled as he tried to scramble away from them. "Stay still!", and the other one kicked the boy again.
"Stop it, I said! If you don't, I'll kick you too! And I know taekwondo!", you said, getting in to the stance you now days were very familiar with.
"Yeah, what she said!", a voice said and another boy joined you, standing in the exactly same position as you. He was somewhat familiar, but you couldnāt really place him.
āWho are you?ā, you asked and he gave you a wide grin.
āIām San, I know taekwondo too! And I donāt let people bully my friends!ā, He turned to the boys again.
āCool, me neither! Iām y/n by the wayā, he nodded and the bullies scoffed.
"What the hell are you doing? Get lost you freaking-!", then one of the boys raised a hand to hit you.
You and San sat outside the principals office. Your hands and knees scraped, but nothing worse for wear. The other boys were already inside with their parents, and you could hear their loud voices from inside. Your parents were coming any seconds now and the teacher were looming over the two of you, just waiting for an opportunity to scream at you. But you and San just sat there, glancing at each other with a big smile on your faces, not even regretting the fact that you'd beat up the two boys(boo for bullies). And it almost felt like a movie because when your eyes met, you just knew that you'd made a new best friend.
(And when your parent came you also found out that San's dad was your teacher, coincidences, coincidences)
Mingi: (A/N: y/s/n = your sisters name, y/b/n = your brothers name) It was a pretty normal day, you were at the park together with your younger siblings and your dog, watching them as they ran around playing.
"Hey! Watch were you're running! Don't push each other!", you yelled and stood up from your bench, but your brother and sister just made funny faces at you and continued to chase each other.
"You're going to fall! Hey, y/s/n is five years younger than you, slow down before-", your words got caught in your throat as you saw your little sister get caught on a crooked stone square and it almost went by in slow motion as you saw her start to fall head first, hands not ready to catch herself.
"Got you!", and then a tall boy in your own age caught her before she even touched the pavement.
"y/s/n!", you breathed out and ran over as your brother took ahold of your dog and was shortly there too. "I told you to watch we're you're running!", your sister looked more confused rather than afraid, especially since she was dangling in the arms, hanging in a random guys arms.
"Oh my god, thank you!", you bowed and took your sister form his arms. "She could've been hurt badly if you hadn't caught her, thank you", you smiled and took notice to the guy for the first time. He was tall, very tall, and hade a cute look, but maybe that was just the big goofy grin he had on his face, and he had the same school uniform as you.
"It's nothing", he ruffled your sisters hair who now looked up at the guy like he was the stars in the sky. "Be careful, we wouldn't want you to get hurt."
"Noā¦", she said shyly and stepped in next to her brother, still making heart eyes at him.
"I think we go to the same class", you made a gesture to your own clothing. "I'm y/n, class 3", he smiled and nodded.
"Song Min Gi, class 2", you smiled back at him and your siblings had already forgotten the almost-accident and were now back to running around and playing.
"Maybe you want to keep me company while I try to keep these two alive? If you have the time of course.", he blushed at your words, a bit surprised by your offer.
"I have a little while, I'm a trainee so we have a packed schedule", he said and you raised an eyebrow.
"A trainee? For how long?", and then the two of you proceeded to talk for about half an hour before he had to run to his practice. But the next school day you had a new friend at the lunch table swing by.
Wooyoung: You and Wooyoung met for the first time in school. You were a new kid at school, a quiet one too, the one who liked to sit in the middle row but closest to the window so that you could blend into the crowd and still be left alone. Wooyoung was the complete opposite, he was the guy. The one everyone wanted to be around, the one the guys wanted to call best friend and the one girls dreamed of calling their boyfriend. You had of course known of Wooyoung before this but nothing more than knowing each others name since you were in the same class. But this was the moment that started they war the two of you would have going on and off for a few years.
To be honest, it wasn't anything that bad, but for a insecure teenage girl with no friends, in a new place and was already having a horrible day, it was more than enough to brand someone their enemy.
It was your fifth day in this school, and you had a horrible day. It had started with a fight with your mom who pissed at the fact that you had gotten detention for coming late, to which you had defended that it was because you still were new to the area and had gotten lost on your way to school. And then you had stormed out of the house, forgetting your bag you might add, and because of the fight you were late for class. Again. And got attention. Again.
You were emotionally and physically drained and in such a cranky mood that even the few friends you had made knew to not poke fun at you today.
"Ooh y/n, love the hairstyle! Did you run into a bush on the way here or something?", Wooyoung, who sat behind you in class, leaned over and plucked a leaf from your hair. This was probably the first word except from a greeting he's said to you, and it was a teasing comment. It freaking annoyed the fuck out of you. You leaned forward, making an obvious sign that you weren't interested in talking, and he didn't continue the conversation.
At lunch you had managed to calm down a little (little being the key word) so you walked with your friends to go to the cafeteria. And one important detail of this story is that the school that you went to, had multiple floors, and you were walking at the bottom one when you got water dumped over your head. Your friends screamed and jumped away form the splash as you got drenched.
"Am I in a freaking youth drama or something", you said to yourself through gritted teeth.
"Oh shit!", you looked up and saw Wooyoung peaking out over the edge, looking down on you.
"Wooyoung, I'm going to fucking kill you!", you screamed and then started to run.
He screamed something back at you but you didn't even care to listen, you were so freaking pissed. And luckily for Wooyoung a teacher got ahold of you before you managed to catch up to him. You got attention for the rest of the week and that started the war (mostly prank war to be honest) between you and Wooyoung.
And to make to story fair, you found out a few years later when you and Wooyoung had started going out that he had actually not meant to dump that water on you but on one of his friends, but he had been pushed and started a war on accident.
Jongho: You were visiting back home from collage during the holidays, and had told no one that you were coming home two days earlier than expected. That also meant that your parents would be at work when you got home, but you were hoping to maybe surprise your brother that miraculously had managed to be able to be home for a few days even though he was a trainee.
And that's also why you got so excited when you saw his sneakers in the hallway and his slippers missing from their mandatory position next to your moms. You quietly put down your bag in the hallway and slipped out of your shoes, ignoring your own slippers and started tip-toeing into the house. You saw the back of his head peaking up over the couch and a smile spread across your lips.
"ā¦ got you!", you wrapped you around his neck in a hug. "Your Noona is home!", you laughed, but it only took a fem moments to realize that the boy you were hugging, wasn't your little brother; because he was sitting right next to him. You looked down on the boy in your arms who was giving you an awkward smile.
"Hello."
"ā¦ Not me Noona", your brother said with laughter in his throat.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!", you quickly let go of him and stepped back. "I thought you were y/b/n, I had no idea that anyone else would be here, I'm so sorry!", you bowed and felt how the heat rose to the tip of your ears.
"It's okay", he smiled and you gave a somewhat wonky embarrassed smile.
"I'm y/n, y/b/n big sister", you smiled brushed away your hair from your face and he nodded.
"I'm Choi Jong Ho, y/b/n's friend from the agency."
"He's a trainee too", your brother added.
"Ah, nice", and then there was a short awkward silence before your brothers loud laugh interrupted it.
"Wow, Noona that was really awkward!", and your cheeks burned from the embarrassment.
"Ya! When did you dye your hair? Does mom and dad know that you dyed it?", you yelled and locked him into a hug. The two of you bickered a little while before you straightened yourself.
"Well, I'm going to go pack up my stuff, you guys go back to whatever you were doing", you gave Jongho a smile. "Nice to meet you, hope you debut soon."
"Thank you, you too", he smiled and then you went to unpack.
The one thing that you didn't know was that your little brothers friend now was slowly growing a pretty big crush on you.
Hello lovlies ~ sorry this one took a while, but itās finished now <3 And just a fun little fact, Jeonghanās part is actually (somewhat) inspired by my great grandpa (hisĀ āfamily ruleā was to never leave the house angry). Hope you enjoy <3
Triggers: Hospital(?), feelings of not being good enough
Jeonghan: So the two of you had one rule that trumped all the other ones that anyone could set in your household: We do not leave the house angry. And this is how that rule came to be.
The two of you had been having small fights here and there lately, which had resulted in the cold war going on in kitchen of the dorms right now. The two of you were walking around the kitchen, not acknowledging each other as you were preparing the food. Hoshi and Seungkwan who was sitting in the couch observing the two of you with the TV as a cover, was even getting the feeling of the cold aura in the room. And to be honest you were getting a little annoyed by that fact as well, because even if they tried to they weren't were discreet with their staring. Then the sound of Jeonghan slamming down the knife on the counter echoed in the kitchen.
"Just say it!", he said and turned to face you.
"Say what?", you tossed the meat in the pan.
"What ever the fuck is making you such a freaking pain?", you scoffed and put down the pan to turn around and face him.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me, can't you just talk with me like an adult?", you rolled your eyes at his comment.
"Sure, if you could act like one.", you crossed your arms. "You're the one who started ignoring me."
"Are we throwing around blame now, real mature. What are you, five?", he scoffed and even if the comment didn't seem like much, right now, in this moment, it just felt like it was the worst thing he could say to hurt you.
"Well maybe you should find someone a bit older to date then", you pulled off the apron you'd been wearing and walked to the door.
"Maybe I should!", he screamed after you as he walked to his room.
"Fine!"
"Fine!", and then the bedroom door slammed shut with the front door shortly after.
Seungkwan slowly turned to Hoshi who both were staring at the closed doors, utterly chocked by the fight that had just interrupted in front of them.
Jeonghan woke up in the middle of the night when he heard someone running around in the apartment and a few moments later his bedroom door slammed opened.
"Hey, why aren't you answering your phone?", Seungcheol were standing together with Seungkwan in the doorway, both wide awake and wide opened eyes.
"I put it on sleep mode. What are you doing here?"
"y/n is in the hospital", and now Jeonghan was wide awake and up on his feet, but it felt like his blood hade stayed on floor level.
"What? Why? What happened? Is she okay?", he was already looking half way to the hallway, putting on his shoes and jacket.
"I don't know. Sc/gf/n is her emergency contact, she went there directly and when you didn't answer she told me to go get you.", Seungcheol opened the door and Jeonghan stepped out.
"Call us if you need anything, and when you know more!", Seungkwan said after them and Seungcheol answered something but by this point Jeonghan had stopped listening and was slowly entering panic mode. He didn't even really notice when he sat down in the car and before he knew they were driving.
"Here put on a mask, and pull up your hood.", Seungcheol instructed and tapped on the hand compartment. Jeonghan did as he asked and we tightly gripping his phone, just needing something to grab on to.
"What am I going to do if she isn'tā¦", Jeonghan interrupted himself, not ready to even think the thought.
"We don't know anything yet, don't let yourself go there."
"We had a fight today. A bad one. And the last thing I told her was basically that we should break up.", and even Seungcheol didn't know what to answer to that.
"ā¦ she's going to be fine.", was all he could say and the rest of the ride was spent in an anxious silence, and as they got to the hospital, Jeonghan barely let him park the car before getting out.
"Jeonghan!", Seungcheol hissed and ran after him. "Come on, sc/gf/n texted me the room number", and he lead the way.
He heard your voice before he saw you and ran a bit ahead of Seungcheol and breathed out as he saw you sitting up on the hospital bed, a bandage around your hand and head, and a few scrapes visible.
"y/n, are you okay?", he breathed out and sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully scanned you to see if it was anything he missed. He was so focused on you that he hadn't even taken notice to sc/gf/n sitting on the chair next to you.
"I'm okay", you smiled and carefully reached out your hand to take his. He took it and carefully reached up his other hand to caress the bandage on your forehead.
"What happened?"
"I fell down the stairs in my apartment building, got a few scrapes and a concussion but nothing that won't disappear in a week or two.", he nodded and closed his eyes for a few seconds to calm himself down.
"ā¦ I'm sorry for earlier today", you said and he opened his eyes to look at you.
"Me too. I'm sorry.", he swallowed back the tears that had been hanging in the back of his throat. "ā¦ you don't get to scare me like this again, you got it?", you smiled at him and nodded, but quickly regretting your actions as your head started to throb.
He then proceeded to help you lie down and stayed with you in the hospital the rest of the night. But let's just say that since that day, the rule of never leaving the house angry was created.
Joshua: It was during the time that you were still living in the US, it was pretty early in the relationship where the two of you were still getting used to the idea of being a couple rather than friends. And to be honest, it was a little weird for you. Sure, your heart did beat a little faster when he reached for your hand or you stared at each other a little too long but it was alsoā¦ awkward. It was like you couldn't just be Joshua and y/n around each other anymore, and you justā¦ didn't know what to do.
So one evening when the two of you were out walking on the streets in LA, walking the same road that the two always walked on the way home from school.
"Joshua..?", you said a bit hesitantly, a bit scared to ask what was on your mind.
"Yes?", he gave you a smile. A classic soft Joshua smile that usually would melt away all your worry.
"Should we go back to being friends?", and he stopped in his tracks, smile half frozen on his lips as he stared at you.
"What?", you turned halfway to him, staring at the trees next to you but still seeing him in the corner of your eye.
"It's justā¦", you took a deep breath and then you didn't really know how to continue your sentence.
"It's just what?", his voice was harsh, angry, and made you turn your eyes to him. It was pretty rare for him to get angry, especially at you. You could probably count on one hand all the times you had seen him get really angry.
"Did we go around flirting for a year and barely started going out to just break up? No, I don't except that. I refuse to do so!", he walked closer to you, frustration shining in every direction.
"It's justā¦", you tried again but yet again your words disappeared before you got anything out.
"It's just what! What!? What explanation could you possible have that could mean that our feeling-"
"I don't want to lose you!", you interrupted him and he stopped right in front of you, just with those short words slowly calming down. "We've been soā¦ weird lately and it feels like we're walking on eggshells around each other and I don't like it!", your breathed out as you finally could put words on the emotions you'd been feeling. "ā¦ I feel like I'm losing one of my best friends."
"y/nā¦", he said softly and walked closer to you and pulled you in for a hug. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it seem that way.", you closed your eyes and leaned into his chest, the familiarity of his arms comforting you like they always had done.
"I do like you Joshua. A lot. Like really, really like you.", he laughed softly and softly stroked your back. "But I don't want to lose everything else we have."
"Me neither.", he breathed out. "I guess I have been a bitā¦ stand-offish. I didn't mean to be but I guess it will take a little while for me to get used to us being a couple. Not in a bad way, its just more likeā¦" you laughed and nodded.
"Like finding a updated pattern of being with each other, I get it. I've been trying to get used to it too.", both of you laughed, feeling a bit ridiculous to have been worried about this.
"Come on, let's go back", he let go of you but reached out his hand to you instead. Your heart fluttered a bit as you took his hand with a smile.
"Yeah, let's go."
Woozi: It was really early in your relationship, and you guys were just not in sync. In fact you guys were so out of sync that you had been together for almost a month but had only seen each other one time except from your first date.
You slept most of the day since you were working with people in Germany at this point, and when you were finally getting off of work and had a few hours to spare, Jihoon was already at work. The two of you were walking around each other, barely even get a text a day in.
Then there was one evening, about twenty minutes before you had a meeting and you got a call from him.
"Hi, it's been a while", you teased, a light tone to your voice.
"Hello, yeah it has", and the tone he had felt like he had thrown a heavy blanked over the mood. You felt like he was going to say something more, so you waited in the silence for a little while.
"ā¦ Jihoon? You still there?", he cleared his throat.
"Yes, I'm still here", and then he went quiet again.
"Is everything alright?", he took a deep breath.
"I know that I work a lot, of course you do too but I'm also bad at texting and horrible when it comes to picking up the phone. I sometimes forget to contact you for a few days only realizing that I haven't when I see your texts or missed calls.", he paused and you were getting kind of confused by his rant. To be honest at first you had thought that he was going to break up with you but now you were a bit unsure.
"I want you to know that my life can be that way some times, that I can be that way sometimes. So if you want to break up with me, I'll completely understand.", and then it went quiet again. You waited for him to continue for a while, before you realized that he was waiting for you answer.
"ā¦ do you want to break up with me?", you asked slowly.
"No", you breathed out and a smile grew on your face.
"Good, me neither."
"Are you sure?", you let out a little laugh and nodded for yourself.
"Yes. I can also be kind of a mess sometimes when it comes to all this, I mean: I'm the one on a weird schedule right now so if anyone should be blamed for not being in contact for a while it should be me.", you shook your head and you could finally hear how Jihoon breathed out.
"I'm going to Germany in a few days but will be back next week, have any time for me then?", you smiled picking up your computer and getting ready for your meeting.
"Yeah, I'll make sure I do", and you could hear the smile on his face.
Dokyeom: It was during a fight, or well rather than that it was actually after a fight. And to be fair it was Seokmin's faultā¦ mostly.
Like said before, the two of you rarely, like never, fought and that could be a problem sometimes, like when you have a habit to push down your anger until it explodes. Usually it was you who were the one who boiled over the top and were the one to start the fight, which is why you were very a bit caught off guard when Seokmin started it.
It had started with a little playful argument over who should do the dishes, which then grew to an actual argument about who should do the dishes to then a fight aboutā¦ honestly who knows what, anger probably.
"We can't keep doing this Seokmin, we always do this. These stupid fights that is just coming from nowhere!", you yelled at him from across the room
"Then why do you always bring stuff like this up?", he yelled back at you and you very obviously rolled your eyes at him, jut making the water boil harder. You turned your back at him and walked over to the kitchen to distract yourself, so you wouldn't say something you would regret later.
"I brought it up? You're the one who brought it up! You are the one who always dodges a discussion until it boils over the top! I can't keep having this argument with you, I'm getting fucking tired of being the one who always-"
"We should just break up then!", the two of you went quiet, the statement hanging in the air for a few moments. Then you heard a few steps and then the beeping from the front door before it was slammed shut.
You couldn't even comprehend what was going on right now, what words had just left his mouth.
"Did he justā¦", you swallowed hard and turned around to see that what you'd fear was true, he wasn't there.
"Seokmin..?", you mumbled and walked over and opened the front door, hoping for all that you had that he was just standing outside. He wasn't.
"No, no, no, noā¦", you mumbled, picking up your phone to call him, but the phone went directly to voicemail.
After a while of trying to contact him, you had to leave to meet a friend who you had promised to help out. When leaving you shot out a quick text to Seokmin, simply stating that you had to go help a friend out but that you wanted to talk when he got back.
You came back about one and a half hours later, tired both from the fight and all lifting you did to help out your friend.
"y/n", you were almost frightened at the sound of the quiet shaky voice, before you felt his arms circling your upper body, trapping you to his chest.
"Seokmin..?", you asked quietly and you heard him sniffling, before he pressed his face into the crook of your neck.
"I thought you left for real.", his arms tightened around yours, trapping your arms against your sides. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said, and I shouldn't have left. I'm sorry, I don't want to break up. Please don't break up with me", he sniffled and you felt how your fingers twitched to turn around and hug away his pain.
"ā¦ I left a message but you didn't answer.", you whispered and he nodded.
"The battery died. I didn't know", you stood there for a while and letting him hug you, to comfort you but also to comfort him.
"ā¦ Never again Seokmin, never say anything like that unless you actually mean it", you whispered with a tone that let him know that you were completely serious. He breathed out and loosened his grip on you, allowing you to turn around and face him.
"Never again", he confirmed and you let yourself fall into his hug again.
Seungkwan: Balancing work and studies is hard. And balancing, work, studies and an idol boyfriendā¦ well that's really hard. So hard in fact that you had no idea to do it, no matter what you did you were neglecting something. And most often that something was Seungkwan, which made you feel like an awful girlfriend and in turn made you feel bad for thinking about your own feeling rather than Seungkwan's.
So, the two of you were at your place, Seungkwan was sitting and watching some variety show while you sat on the floor in front of him studying for a test, and feeling miserable for not being able to lay all your focus on your boyfriend when the two of you finally had time.
"Seungkwanā¦", your voice was horse, the tears already staining your voice and burning behind your eyelids.
"Yes?", he paused the show and shifted all his focus to you.
"Are you sure you want to be with me?", you scratched with your pen on the paper, doodling some random lines and patterns.
"Yes", he said without even hesitating, and you turned to him with a serious gaze.
"I don't mean just right now I mean like, are you sure that you want to be in a relationship with me?", he breathed in and gave you a soft smile.
"The answer is still yes", he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to your temple.
"You shouldn't", you sniffled and quickly dried away the tears that had fallen. "I'm a horrible girlfriend."
"And why would you say that", he glided down to sit on the floor next to you and took the pen from your hand.
"What do you mean why? You could finally get some time off to spend with me but I can't even spend any time with you because I have to study.", you sniffed and he let out a soft laugh and carefully used his sleeve to wipe away some tears from your cheek.
"Do you even listen to yourself? I finally could get some time off work to spend time with my girlfriend. I'm busy too. Does that make me a bad boyfriend?"
"You're an amazing boyfriend", you answered quickly and he placed an arm around your shoulders.
"And you're an amazing girlfriend. I get that you have to study and work, and during some periods we'll have a hard time seeing each other, I mean I'll go on tour in a few months.", you felt how the tears started to slow down and your breaths got more stable. "I'm happy to just be next to you, y/n.", you smiled and nodded.
"I'm happy to be next to you too", he smiled and patted you on the head.
"Good. Now, go back to studying, I don't want you to fail that test because of me", you let out laugh at his strict voice and sniffled.
Hellooooo ~ Iāve realized that I love writing the moments in the beginning/before the relationship starts. Idk why but i just do. Anywho, hope you enjoy and donāt worryĀ āAlmost breaking upā SVT vocal line will come this weekend (;
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Seonghwa: It was a pretty normal day, he was going out to get some food together with Wooyoung and San. They were walking the streets talking about what they should get, covered with both hats and masks to avoid too many prying eyes, even if the streets were pretty empty.
After a few minutes of walking San and Wooyoung were standing in the middle of the street arguing about which place they should get pickup from, while Seonghwa was on his phone searching for the closets place to come to an end of this discussion. Then he suddenly got this feeling that he should look at his surroundings, and that is when he saw you.
"ā¦Hyung!", Wooyoung snapped Seonghwa out of his trance and made him turn his gaze to them for a few seconds. "What are you looking at?", all traces of the discussion he had with San a few moments ago disappeared, and only curiosity coated his voice.
"It's her", he smiled even though he knew they couldn't see it.
"Who?", San asked and tried to follow Seonghwa's gaze.
"Her", he looked back at the guys. "The girl from when we went to Busan two years ago."
"That girl? The one who you hung out with after you got lost?", Wooyoung took a step forward and got a teasing smile on his face. "The one whose name you never got?"
"The one who got away?", San complemented to the teasing. The comments made him come back a bit to reality and he felt how the heat began to raise to his face. He turned around to shove Wooyoungās face away as he leaned closer making kissing sounds.
"She's packing up her stuff", he turned back around at San's words. "Probably going home."
āYeah, I'm on my way right now so-!", and then he had a whole americano drenching his shirt. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry I didn't look were I was going! How can I help out, oh wait I have some napkins..!", you started to search through your purse, phone still pressed against your ear.
"It's okay", and as he spoke you froze. You slowly looked up and it only took a few seconds to place the man in front of you into the pockets of your memory.
"Mom, I'll call you back", Seonghwa breathed out, it was your mom who you were talking with. "ā¦ it's you."
Normally he would be a bit stressed out at a statement like this, stressed that the person might scream and let everyone know that 'Seonghwa from ATEEZ is here!'. But he felt like you weren't looking at him like "Seonghwa from Ateez", no you were looking at him the same way you had two years ago: Surprise and joyā¦ and maybe some excitement.
"Yeah", he smiled and took the napkins from your hand, his cold fingers brushing against yours as he did. "I'm Park Seonghwa, nice to meet you again", he stepped away from the door and you followed him without even thinking twice about it.
"I know, you face is pretty well known", you gave him a soft smile, a smile that made him feel like it was only meant for him. "I'm y/full/n, but just call med y/n.", you let out a laugh and shook your head. "I only realized a while after that I never got your nameā¦ or gave you mine.", he laughed and nodded.
"Yeah, made it hard to get ahold of you", he shifted a bit and turned his gaze to his shirt, for the first time since you spoke not looking at you.
"Oh! Yeah, hereā¦", you started to search your bag again and pulled out a pen and some crumpled paper, your tongue peaking out at the corner of mouth as you tried to focus on not poking a hole through the paper as you started writing.
"Here!", you smiled and gave him the note. "It's my number. I'm kind of in a rush, I have to pick up my friend from the airport, but text me and I'll buy you coffee some time", you looked down at his shirt and gave him an apologetic smile. "And maybe a new shirt.", he laughed and nodded.
"I'd like that."
"Awesome!", you pointed at him as you started to walk away. "Don't forget to text me!", you yelled as you started to half jog away.
Seonghwa was all smiles when he walked back to San and Wooyoung (who finally decided on where to eat).
"So, you got her number?", San asked, looking at the paper clutched in Seonghwa's hand.
"You got her name?", Wooyoung asked, continuing on the teasing tone form earlier.
"ā¦ yeah", Seonghwa completely ignoring the teasing and looked in the direction you'd walked. "Her name is y/n."
Hongjoong: It was during the recording of KINGDOM, and both of you were kind of blindsided. You were a dancer, and were actually not going to be on the show to begin with but when a colleague of yours had gotten sick, you where the one who had to step in.
You had known that ateez was going to be one of the groups competing but had not imagined that out of all the groups, you would be dancing with them. But as you got the song and the choreography you pretty quickly realized that, yes you were indeed going to be on stage with your ex-boyfriend. The two of hadn't had a bad breakup, it had just not worked out with him being a trainee and all that, but it just felt weird to see him for real again.
When you walked into the practice room you hoped that you would at least not be seen, even if you would see him. You hoped to just blend into the crowd of dancers around you, with almost everyone that was wearing the same black long-armed t-shirt and joggers. But, oh boy where you wrong.
It was like Hongjoong had some kind of censor that detected when you walked within ten meters radius. He felt how the hair on the back of his neck rose and a shiver crawled down his spine. He saw you the second you walked inside, trying to cover your face with a cap, but failing miserly, and walked across the room to some people you knew.
"Hyungā¦ Hongjoon hyung!", he moved his gaze from you and looked at Yunho who had moved to stand next to him.
"Yes? Sorry, what did you say?", his gaze moved back to you, with out really having any control over it.
It had been whatā¦ three years? No, four. He didn't even know you had become a dancer. He knew you talked about it but your parents were against it, so he didn't know if you had decided to go to collage or chase your dream. Or wellā¦ now he knew.
"ā¦ -hyung!", he snapped back to Yunho who know had found the person guilty for Hongjoong's distraction "Who is she?", Hongjoong took a deep breath.
"ā¦ y/n", Yunho's eyes went wide.
"ā¦ y/n?", Hongjoong nodded and Yunho lowered his voice. "Pre debut, ex-girlfriend y/n?", he nodded again.
"Yesā¦", his gaze left Yunho once again and found you stretching with the other dancers.
He couldn't decide if you had changed. In some ways, the way you smiled and the way you took his breath away were exactly like he remembered but other things like the color of your hair and the way you held yourself were completely different. He had such a clear picture of you in the school uniform that it almost felt weird seeing you in normal clothes after all this time.
"Hongjoong!", the members had gathered around an were all looking at him. "Come on, lets' start the practice", San said and nodded for him to join them.
He let the members leave before him while he standing outside the practice room, using the excuse of thanking everyone for a good job to be able see you. He smiled a bit when he looked inside to see you still packing up your stuff. You had this habit, even when you were young, to always be the last one to leave. You said it left a good impressions of the employer or teacher to be the last one to leave, it showed dedication.
"y/n.", you froze when you heard your name being called out by that familiar voice that had called your name hundreds, no thousands of times before. You hadn't realized that he'd seen you, but forced yourself to relax and turn around.
"Hongjoong", you gave him a smile. A smile that had always been reserved for him, a smile that you never could hold back when talking to him. "It's been a long time", he walked closer to you, but still keeping a safe distance.
"Yeah, I didn't know you had started dancing professionally", you nodded and picked up your bag from the floor.
"I kind of found a loophole in my parents demands in terms of collage", your smile turned mischievous. "I studied dancing.", he laughed at your statement and after a few moments you joined in.
"I'm happy that you followed your dream, you always looked the happiest when you were dancing.", he smiled and for a few seconds you could see the younger Hongjoong, the one who used to tie your shoelaces so you didn't have to kneel in a skirt.
"ā¦ Thank you.", you smile and fiddled with the strap of your bag. "I've followed you guys, I love your music. Well, I always did but I'm proud that others feel the same, and that its going so well for you", Hongjoong's heart ached at your words, he wanted to reach out and take your hand or hug you, like he used to do a long time ago.
"Thank you", the two of you stood for a while, looking at each other andā¦ just getting used with the idea of being with each other again.
After a few moments your phone beeped.
"Wellā¦ I have to go, my ride is here", you smiled and walked past him.
"You couldā¦ text me sometime if you want", he turned around to face you, and you stopped. "We could get a coffee or something. My number is the same, if you still remember it?", it sounded as if he were questioning you or something, but that wasn't his intentionā¦ at least he didn't think he meant it that way. But you just turned around and gave him a smile
"I remember", and it felt like he could finally breath. He didn't know why that had such an effect on him but it just made him relived that you still had his number.
"Goodā¦ or well not good butā¦ you know what I mean", Hongjoong sighed and you just laughed.
"I'll text you", you waved with your phone in hand. "See you at practice tomorrow", he smiled as you turned around.
"See you!", he yelled and stayed for a few moments after you left, just embracing the feeling that was growing in his chest.
Yunho: You still remember pretty clearly when that tall boy moved in next door to you. You were five at that time and were standing outside watching as the movers where carrying stuff into the house next to you. Your mom and dad were inside, but you had creeped outside to watch who was moving in next door, trying to peek through the fence that was separating the two lawns.
"Hello", you almost jumped at the sudden word and turned your gaze to the side. There was a small boy, about your age you would guess, standing on the sidewalk next to you.
"Hello, are you the one moving in next door?", the boy nodded.
"Yes. I'm Jeong Yun ho, I'm five years old", you clapped your hands and nodded.
"Hello! I'm y/full/n and I'm also five years old and I live over here!", you pointed to your own house. "Do you want to be friends?", The boy seemed to consider it for a few moments before nodding.
"Yes!"
And since that day it was almost like you and Yunho was pushed together by all forces of the universe (mostly your parents to be honest). The two of you went to the same school, in the same class, your parent got along great so it wasn't unusual for the two of you to have joined dinners.
The first time in your life that you basically didn't see Yunho every single day of the week was when he became a trainee and you went abroad to go to collage. But since the two of you were so used to seeing each other you were in contact pretty often and even if you didn't actually see each other for a very long time, you still kept on being in each others daily life.
(a/n: Sorry for the short part but it's hard to write a longer "first meeting" that doesn't involve them playing tag or something. Promises that other parts will be longer <3)
Yeosang: He was out skating to clear his head, it had been a rough week and he feared if he didn't sooth his anger he would take it out on the members.
So he had gone to a park where it was pretty usual for skaters to be, so it was rare that anyone would get angry at people skating by. What was unusual was that there was a bright orange piano in the middle of the grass area. At first he didn't think much of it, he knew there were campaigns to get people to sign up for piano lessons and if his mind didn't deceive him one of the public stunts they used was to randomly drop pianos around town.
But then he saw you. You were sitting at the piano, hair removed from your face and fingers moving over the keys. He removed his headphones and the soft melody filled the air. It seemed as if no one was paying attention to you except from him, and he was spellbound. He stood maybe 15-20 meters away and just stared, he didn't know why you made him feel like his heart was going to jump out of his chest but you did.
He slowly walked closer, taking in every detail that became clearer as he walked closer. The way your eyebrows moved with the emotions of the melody, the color of your nail polish, the way you some how managed to not realize that he was now standing next to you. But he didn't say anything, he just watched you and the way you just seemed to blend in with your music.
When the music ended he started to clap, which made you jump a bit.
"Oh!", you turned around and looked at him, not prepared to actually see anyone that was watching. "Oh, thank you!", you smiled brightly and when you met his gaze you thought your brain had stopped for a few moments. You didn't see much of his face, basically only his eyes since ha had a mask and a hat on, but it was enough to make you lose your trail of thought.
"Did you compose the song?", you stared at him for a few seconds. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Kang Yeosang.", he reached out a hand and you slowly took it.
"I'm y/n. And yes, I did.", you felt how heat rose to you cheeks and carefully let go of his hand.
"Do you play professionally?", you nodded.
"Sometimes I do, but it's more of a hobby. I'm a teacher.", you smiled at him and he nodded. The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds, and you started to realize that he was somewhat familiar.
"I'm sorry, but have we met before? You seem a bit familiar.", now that you think about it even his name sound familiar. He reached up to tug his hat down a bid further and shook his head.
"I hear that often, but no we haven't met before", he smiled and you nodded slowly and out of sheer luck you glanced down on your phone.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I have to run, I have a lesson to teach in twenty minutes!", you stood up and collected your bag from the ground.
"Oh, okay. You better hurry.", he sounded a bit confused and was kind of unsure what to do next. He just knew, somewhere deep inside of him, that he would regret letting you go.
"Wait..!", you stopped before you even started to run and turned back at him. "Can I have your number?", and for some reason you didn't even hesitate.
"Yes, it's-", normally you would never, because who would like a stranger to just be able to call you in the middle of the night, but you had a feeling that you wouldn't really mind if he did.
So, like Iāve mentioned before: Iām an atiny now! And want to start writing about them too (;
And here is my thought: Iām going to make a trope series, where I basically write (In a some what similar style to the SVT international gf) the members in to a typical romantic trope (still idolau thou)
Here is what Iāve got so far:
Seonghwa: The one who got away
Hongjoong: Right person wrong time / second chance
Yunho: Childhood friends
Yeosang:Ā Love at first sight
San: Best friends to lovers
Mingi: First love
Wooyoung: Enemies to lovers
Jongho: Best friends little brother
So, what do you think? Maybe another trope you guys would like for me to write?
Ah Iām excited, but I probably wonāt start right away but just wanted you guys to know what Iām working on!
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