en- when their s/o feels insecure about other girls
note: Hello! I’m here with a request and it will be my first time doing something like this for the seven of them. To the anon who requested, sorry for doing this late but I hope you’ll enjoy it!
request: their reaction with their s/o saying “i wish i was beautiful like other girls.”
pairings: enhypen members x fem reader
words: 1602 words
፧ lee heeseung
→ you were simply sitting on your desk during a short break, being surrounded by some of your girl friends, when you gave that comment
→ your friends simply snickered at you, accepting it as a joke (well, half of it is)
→ but when you looked at where your boyfriend sits, he’s frowning at you
→ unlike some of your friends, heeseung is deeply aware of your insecurities
→ so you sent a bright smile on his way hoping that he will not be more bothered and burdened than necessary
→ come lunch and when he took the seat next to you, he quickly also brought up his favorite ramen, but this time, he gave it to you
→ which, happens close to never, because come on, heeseung and his ramen? literally inseparable
→ but you know he’s sacrificing his ramen to offer you comfort and you fall for him deeper if that’s even possible at this point
→ he ended up being too affectionate to you (acting as if he’ll eat the noodles you scooped therefore having his face only inches from you, teasingly pinching your nose until you swat his hand away, and after you ate your meal you ended up half cuddling him with you leaning against him and his arms around you)
→ you’ll end up forgetting the insecure thoughts made before, because now you have heeseung affectionately saying through his words that you deserve what you have and that he’s here for you, and no matter how little you think of yourself he’s here to help you appreciate your own self even more.
፧ jay park
→ you were hanging out in his dorms when you said it (you saw some of your school mates posting their pictures and you can’t help but feel green)
→ he starts up snorting saying “no one’s made ugly anyways”
→ the dork that you are ended up saying “well, how are you ugly?”
→ but both of you know that it’s a lie and out of all the people in the world how can jay and ugly be in the same sentence
→ he tackled you and the both of you ended up in a tangle in the couch
→ but then he started playing with your hair and softly, he said, “you’re beautiful.”
→ you’ve never been a crier but hearing those words uttered with most care, you can’t help but tear up a bit.
→ although he acted nonchalant, he will never forget it and he vowed to help you build up more confidence
→ if before, his way of affection is through teasing, now he’ll still tease you but compliments became very common too
→ “you look great in that fit” ; “how did you make your hair look like that? it’s amazing” ; “did you know about this hand cream? here, try it, i can buy it for you”
→ with your permission, he started posting pictures of your dates or just pictures of you, and you always fall a sleep with a smile after reading the cheesy (but utterly romantic) captions he always have posted with the lot.
፧ park sunghoon
→ you stood there in front of an advertising screen and you uttered those words not knowing that your boyfriend can hear you (well you thought he was still in the cashier paying for the things he bought)
→ he never said anything, so you remain clueless whether he heard you or not
→ your mall date continued as usual, after watching a movie the both of you just stroll around the mall, both coped up with each other.
→ but this time, uncharacteristically, he asked you to join him in skating (you usually just sit in the sidelines after falling in your butt far too many times)
→ of course, you’re skeptical because, come on, you already made so many embarrassing moments in front of sunghoon, but when he looked at you with that pleading face all reservations were easily swept away
→ this time though, he didn’t teach you how to properly glide or skate or even walk with the blades, instead he never took his hands and eyes off you as he glided, confidently maneuvering you with him.
→ you feel as if you’re dancing on ice with him, which you probably actually are
→ you find yourself laughing in exhilaration when he effortlessly threw you into a spin and you came back facing him.
→ there in the ice rink, with your face inches away from him— blushing and obviously elated from happiness, sunghoon silently promised that he will make you see how beautiful you really are.
→ although on the ice, dancing with you in his arms, you already felt so so beautiful.
፧ jake sim
→ no matter how hard he tries he literally wears his emotions on his sleeve
→ so when you half-jokingly opened up about this insecurity, he looked so hurt on your behalf
→ he thinks it’s unfair that you view yourself too little when he’s willing to give you the world
→ will turn into some deep conversations
→ “why would you think that?”
→ will listen very closely and at first you wanted to brush it as a joke but when you saw how he’s suddenly very serious and attentive you ended up opening the can of worms aka some of your insecurities about your looks
→ you’ll find yourself leaning your head on his shoulder tearing up a bit, his arms either on your shoulder or softly caressing your head
→ then after the whole opening-up thing, he’ll tell you that you’re beautiful, one-of-a-kind, overall amazing person
→ and that he’ll stay by your side as long as you let him and he’ll make you believe that you’re so much more than what you think
→ he also sent a silent prayer pleading that you’ll be allowed to be comfortable and happy with what you have.
፧ kim sunoo
→ well, before he became your boyfriend, he’s your best friend first
→ so he is already practically aware of most of your demons
→ when you off-handedly made the comment, he won’t hesitate to snuggle you in his arms and kiss you on the cheek
→ “what are you saying you silly, you’re already so, so beautiful”
→ you’ll end up snickering at him / pouting
→ then this time, he’ll quickly kiss you on the lips
→ “you’re beautiful, you have no choice but to believe me, seriously.”
→ you’ll end up laughing at him, and although some doubts remained in your mind, you can’t help but appreciate your boyfriend.
→ because of course, who even doubts kim sunoo?
፧ yang jungwon
→ like in the heeseung situation, you were just fooling around with your friends when jungwon heard you joke about it
→ will not waste a second to butt in the conversation suddenly to say “what do you mean, you’re very pretty”
→ your friends will not waste a second to let out very loud shrieks
→ but it will not end there because when the both of you are walking home he’ll casually say— “but actually, pretty might only appear to be about outside appearance while the word beautiful encompasses all aspects, no? but what i meant was that you’re beautiful and you’re enough.”
→ you’ll be super shy because of that but he’ll just giggle and swing your holding hands playfully
→ you decided to add a prompt kiss before you separate ways
→ so now it’s his time to be shy
፧ nishimura ri-ki
→ the both of you were camping on a café doing your own requirements
→ this counts as a date for the both of you, because well what’s important is that you’re together and this time, you just simply decided to be productive students
→ you found yourself having a short break and while browsing in instagram, you off-handedly made the comment
→ the guy in front of you will not make any comments about it, and it’s honestly fine because you didn’t even notice the words that passed through your lips
→ imagine your shock when you came back on doing your paper and your mail was bombarded with lots of memes with hearts in them
→ there were also some pictures of jay and heeseung of all people with humorous captions
→ at first it was funny but then you can’t continue doing your homework so you told ni-ki to stop sending random things at your mail
→ the guy working in his own laptop didn’t reply, instead you just got another email
→ ‘—you are beautiful! claim it or this meme dealer will not stop’
→ “seriously!?” ( you exclaimed, hoping for a non-virtual response but you got nothing)
→ you thought more mails will come containing memes and you’re feeling mixed emotions of both fondness and irritation
→ but this one was not a meme, but rather a latest picture of your boyfriend drinking in his straw and pouting, with a meme-layout caption of ‘the woman reading this is my girlfriend and she is beATIFUL periodt periodism dot . ‘
→ now you just ended up laughing at his antics, and fully appreciating the efforts of your meme-dealer boyfriend
→ “fine, okay, okay. i admit i’m beautiful”
→ as a response, ni-ki gave you a proud smile and a thumbs up
→ the both of you continued doing your papers and it was such a productive, self- assuring, fun date with him.
→ then later on at night you’ll call him — “ya! you can only send that last meme to me got it?!” which he’ll respond with a laugh then a deadpan “duh.”
It’s terrible. To be sick on the day you, your boyfriend, and your friends, decided to have a get-together and walk around the neighborhood after the first snow yesterday.
You woke up at dawn feeling as if your brain is being split into two. Your body feels as if it’s made up of lead. Ni-ki went to your apartment at 9 am expecting you to be fully-dressed and ready since you’ve been really looking forward to it. However what welcomed him was a pale-looking you covered with tons of layers of clothes plus the blanket you dragged from your bed.
He immediately assisted you to bed, cooked your breakfast, and prepared your medicine complete with a timetable. He didn’t even want to join the outing, preferring to stay by your side and help you be better.
“Go.”
“But!”
He never stood a chance when you used the most charm you can manage for him to give in. It’s not like you guilt-tripped him or anything. You just simply emphasized that Ni-ki loves winter more than you.
You hate how the cold still seeps into your skin no matter how many layers you put on, and how the weather and mood keeps you from being productive. Of course, there’s still a lot of good things about this season you lowkey look forward too, but it won’t be fair if both of you missed on this opportunity that you, yourself, initiated. You looked forward to this hangout since it’s with him and your friends. Plus walking, goofing around, while holding hands with Ni-ki remains as one of the things you never get tired of.
He reluctantly left hours ago, and now he’s back in your house after the trip, assisting you in any way possible. Like right now, he’s your tissue dispenser. So after that loud (Ni-ki keeps on calling it cute) sneeze, you accepted the tissue he handed over. You’re internally shouting at your brain to stop hurting while also patiently waiting for your boyfriend to tell stories of how their day went.
“Look babe!”
He hands you his cellphone, unlocked. You keep the smile threatening to tore your numb lips from showing when you saw that his wallpaper is still the picture of the both of you posing for the camera when you went on a short road trip.
“Check the gallery!”
You opened it and saw probably less than a hundred of new photos and videos, seemingly taken from the trip a while ago. Brimming with curiosity, you opened the one with the earliest timestamp.
Alas, it’s a video of Ni-ki acting as if vlogging, introducing the rest of your friends to the camera as each person wishes for your health to be better soon. The video continues on after the introduction, and Ni-ki narrates most of the things that are happening.
“Don’t curse yourself internally for missing this outing, okay? I filmed the whole time we were outside. Jungwon hyung also said that we will have another one of these trips since you missed this one. There are like a lot of funny things that happened, like this one time Jay hyung tripped or that time Sunoo got faceplanted with a snowball—”
With overflowing happiness and fondness, you tackled him with a hug. Seconds after, you realized he might catch the flu, and ended up pushing him away from you. Which actually never happened, because he returned the hug with much intensity, rendering your pitifully weak push useless.
“Hey, you might catch the flu.”
He didn't listen.
“Eh? I don’t think a 5 minute hug is capable of that. Besides, I have strong immune system, you know?”
Reluctantly giving in, the both of you remained cuddling with each other within the 5 minute timeframe Ni-ki gave. After that, the both of you, bundled with layers of clothes and blankets, watched all the videos he recorded. Even with the videos, Ni-ki still passionately tells the stories of how things happened. Your body’s still heavy but you feel so light.
Like that, it once again snows in the area. It will start to further cover the roads and rooves as the season progresses on, but you know that the both of you will remain warm in the arms of each other.
note: inspired from this song. hope everyone who relates to this song understand that it’s alright to fail and it’s alright not to meet other people’s expectations. give yourself a break. you’re human. take care of yourself first before worrying about what other people will say to you. sending hugs and love.
This apartment is heaven.
It’s like every year, gratitude and contentedness fills you whenever you think of this place that has been your home for three years now. The rent is alright, and sometimes even allows you to save some money. It’s in the floor you wanted, exactly four floors above. Open-space, with a painted white interior. Enough windows for the sunlight and air to pour in. A lovely landlord. Framed images and polaroids decorating the walls.
It’s not everything you imagined when you were three foot and dreaming—as an infinite fountain of your favorite probiotic drink still doesn’t exist—but it’s wonderful and enough. It’s a space that’s completely yours. Everything is from and for you.
Beat.
Now, adding to the lists of the things why you appreciate this apartment and the building as a whole is that your neighbor and schoolmate, Jay, plays the beatbox and sings on some nights. You’ve met him on the hallways maybe more than twice, only exchanging some small talk. You’ve met him on the same university practically never.
Beat.
Jay’s one of the most-sought out man in your school. He’s a sophomore on the business department but he’s well-known all around. Some of the girls you’ve encountered who are pining after him describes him like this: handsome, rich, smart, and hot. You don’t disagree.
Beat.
“Then am I the monster? Just let me know,”
— “ please don’t let me fall. “
Beat.
Those things seem trivial now. Walls in between, you can hear the desperation and pain in his voice.
As if triggered, a memory resurfaced in the front of your mind.
“You’re taking dance?”
You were just back from your classes that day, while Jay seems to be going somewhere. Your major must be apparent with your shirt displaying the name of your school’s dance team.
“I am.”
An awe-struck smile on his lips, it’s like his face has gotten twice brighter.
“I wanted to take dancing.”
Giving a surprise look at him, you asked;
“Then why didn’t you?”
The answer came only in the form of a bitter smile, then he went his way leaving you pondering in front of your own doorstep.
You didn’t even remember you had this interaction before.
Everyone talks about how Jay will succeed his parents in managing their grand company—that his education and diploma are only for the sake of formality. Rumor has it that he dominates all his subjects. Teachers and students alike praise him and look at him as if he holds the whole world in his hand.
Connecting all the dots, you thought, ah.
The question resurfaced again.
“Then why didn’t you?”
Beat.
He finished singing, though your thoughts continued to bother you. Even though you’ve only exchanged simple conversations for two years of being neighbors, you wanted to help. You’d rather hear him trying to reach the high notes of Elsa’s Into the Unknown than this.
The next day finds Jay who had just woken up. Still, he already feels tired. He has no drive to attend school. He has no drive to meet expectations after expectations. However, he’s forced to meet whoever thought it’s a good idea to ring someone’s doorbell at five in the morning.
As if fate’s making fun of his miserable state, no one was there on the door when he opened it. Trying to calm and rationalize himself, he inhaled deeply only to choke on air when there, on the floor, lies an invitation for a dance club.
Three weeks later, you and Jay are already forming an unbreakable bond, as both of you struggle to catch your breath after heartily laughing inside the empty classroom. It was a pitiful attempt to get yourself together, though, when Jay continued his rant on why you shouldn't make fun of his childhood pictures.
It was difficult to explain just why on earth you gave the club invitation to your business department neighbor when you were supposed to give it to an underclassman of the same department as you. You did your best to defend and secure his position though, and Jay didn’t disappoint when he absolutely floored everyone in his audition.
Jay asked you why, once. You explained the events that lead you think that he might want to join. The dance club will not give him a diploma, but he’s tearful when he’s expressing his gratitude to you. At that moment, you knew yourself you have absolutely no regrets in ringing your neighbor's doorbell in an ungodly hour, intending to personally invite him, only to chicken out last minute and leave the poor piece of paper in his doorstep.
The season changes.
Aching bellies due to unconstrained laughter, chasing each other during the water breaks, eating pizzas and donuts on the studio’s floor, all-nighters to study routines—sooner or later he became an integral part in your life. Sometimes when you feel your heart skipping a beat, or when your chest feels so heavy with emotion, you can’t help but to think that you’re risking too much.
Jay, however—with his lingering touches, clinginess, and apparent fixation in ruffling your hair, acts with so much fondness and looks at you as if you’ve offered and gave the world to him—assures you with his actions that he’s there. He’s there and he’ll catch you once you take the leap of pursuing something more with him.
note: title inspired from this song. you can listen to this while reading. this plot has been on my mind for two years now ever since i’ve been really inspired once upon a rainy day
"I love you.”
The words were spoken with a soft voice. It came from you— passed through all your reservations and anxieties.
Cold is seeping, the dimness is chilling, and while the both of you are comfortably, now stiffly, seating on a couch, a storm is wreaking havoc in the city.
"I love you. I really, really do."
Your feelings are already out in the open, why should you hold back anymore? With a meek voice, you simply repeated the words you've spoken just a second ago. This time conveying stronger feelings, but still as scared and soft as your first confession.
In a place and time where the sun is temporarily covered with blackened, heavy clouds , inside your owned poorly-painted apartment, you confessed to your best friend with your back leaning on his chest, partially depending your weight on him. Your knees folded and tucked near your own chest.
Downstairs the flood reaches an inch or two, and even without a warning of a storm, consecutive thunderstorms shake the ground beneath you. The power's out. It's freezing cold. Yet with all these happening, you don't feel as scared as you probably would because he's with you. The comfort he brings became overwhelming in this situation and you felt as if your chest will burst with warmth and affection, and—
Love.
You didn't mean to confess here and now. You actually have no plans in confessing. Best friends to lovers trope is entertaining to read and watch but it's also painful up close in a first-hand experience. You've heard worse tragedies happening in real life that's the complete opposite of what fanfictions and movies fantasize. Though Jake is overall nice, you don't think you can survive having him act awkward around you, or worse, avoid you simply because he doesn't think of you the same way you think of him.
Jungwon says you're dense, Jay says you're stalling, and Sunoo straight out called you out for 'making things harder for yourself'. It's scary though. To confess— to lay your feelings out in the open, to make your affection known, and to hopelessly wait for acceptance or rejection.
You finally did it though. The man behind your back stays silent. The air is stiff. You felt colder.
Then a sudden movement behind you —
A second after the confession, you felt like the world is breaking around you. As if everything will be blown away along with the storm. It was a hopeless case after all. To expect your friend, Jake— the ever glowing embodiment of kindness and warmth and everything beautiful—to reciprocate your feelings. It was truly a long shot.
However when you felt softness clumsily crashing on your lips, you thought — oh.
The first kiss was quick, barely even a second, but when he drew his face away from you, Jake is positively beaming, wearing one of the softest and happiest face he ever had. His hoodie adding another layer of softness on him.
Does this answer your confession?
Well, of course.
So in a flash, you surged at him for another kiss.
Although the strong wind and heavy rain still haven’t ceased, here inside your poorly-lit apartment, finally, finally, the both of you faced your fears and were able to set your true feelings free.
In a way, you also know that nothing major will really change. He will still be your best buddy — the one who annoys and teases you but never about the things you are genuinely insecure of ; the one who uses most of his advantage (read: puppy eyes) so you can let him copy your homework ; the one who mostly knows whenever you’re on your tipping point ; the one who stays no matter what — but on the other hand, your relationship are now official. No more questioning, over-thinking, and tip-toeing over the questionable lines between a friend and a lover.
He loves you too.
He did repeated that phrase over and over again, up until the moon finally showed itself and the storm finally ceased.
note: my holiday hearts entry! also, this fic takes place in a setting where it experiences two seasons annually, instead of having four. thus, having a “rainy” december instead of a snowy one.
pairing: ni-ki x gender neutral reader
tags: fluff !!
words: 938 words
“Ya! What are you—!”
You laughed maniacally after you jokingly shoved Ni-ki out of the umbrella’s shade. It was honestly out of the blue, you just felt like shoving him while he’s trying to tell a story about how he celebrated Christmas when he was eight years old. Before he can even take a sillier revenge on you though, karmic retribution was quickly at work and your foot caught the disentangled shoelace of the other and tripped.
Thankfully, you are wearing jeans made probably with the thickest material and the fall didn’t hurt much after the surprise with the impact. Now, you’re quickly being drenched by the rain and when the events that aspired within the last few seconds come sinking, the second batch of manic laughter came out of you before even thinking.
You’ve always been like that, laugh first, think later.
Ni-ki always gladly objects every time you reason that with him.
Except, maybe this night is the exception. You see him posed and frozen as if he just recovered his balance (which is probably what actually happened, since you shoved him, after all) but he’s pointing at you and his face quickly morphs from concern and disbelief to unbridled joy.
If any concerned citizen tries to come closer to where you both are, they’ll probably be terrified after witnessing two persons—one standing but looks like a single push of a finger will lose his balance, and the other one completely fallen on the road—laughing as they continuously get soaked in the rain, umbrella forgotten and is currently rolling along with the wind current.
When Ni-ki got himself together, he offered his hand to you which you quickly accepted. After making sure that you’re okay— (”i’m fine, i think i’ll just get some bruise”) and asking about your wellbeing for the second time, (”seriously ni-ki I’m okay, it’s karma if you asked me”) and making sure you’re not offended that he laughed first before helping you stand up (”you’re now living with my motto, i feel so proud”) — he finally chased the umbrella that’s being carried away by the wind.
You were holding that one when you decided to shove him just because you feel like shoving him, then you tripped, and when you fell you had to stop your face from kissing the cement of the road so you had to let the umbrella go and use your hands to brace the impact. Now Ni-ki looks like a star of a comedy as he tries to run and chase the umbrella that keeps on rolling away from him.
It’s such a wonderful mess.
Finally when he retrieved the umbrella, he quickly made his way back into you. He may also find the whole situation ridiculously humorous as he looks so happy for a guy completely drenched.
“Hold this”.
As a very obedient friend, of course you held the umbrella that’s technically useless at this point. Then, Ni-ki crouched in front of you and tied the shoelace you’ve been ignoring for a long time while you walk with him.
Every single time he do this kind of act, your heart beats faster (as cliché as that sounds) and no, you don’t get butterflies in your stomach. You have them in your chest— in your throat. You feel like right here, right now, you can confess and tell him how much he means to you (and he means so, so much).
Then he stood and patted his knees and you’re probably staring at him with tearful eyes or something as pathetic. Adoring your friend, as more than well— a friend is equally painful with all the self-restraint and overanalyzing, and warm.
Even with this cold night, walking with him, being with him alone, brings you warmth.
“Thank you for inviting me to spend Christmas with you and your family. Thank you for accompanying me as well.” You said to him with a sincere smile when the both of you finally got into the bus station.
You and your family never celebrated the season, but when your friend/crush invited you to celebrate it with his family, why would you not say yes? (you still don’t know what to think of it, days of overanalyzing things gives you no answer but more stress and more feelings for the guy).
The whole experience is such a treat though, and you see why other families experience such joy with the tradition. Ni-ki’s family is just as precious and welcoming as when you first met them. It’s kind of nerve-wracking to meet not only the main family, but his relatives from different places as well because they also come and go from the house from time-to-time. They were all very welcoming though, and honestly, it’s such a wholesome experience. A lot of shaking hands happened, a lot of pictures were also taken, (but you and ni-ki mostly played as the photographers for the adults) and there were a lot of foods!
Ni-ki walking you towards the bus station when it’s time for you to leave is just another bonus.
Now, however, it looks like you’ll get another bonus when he suggests that maybe the both of you should visit a stopover first to at least dry your clothes and eat a little more.
The entirety of the day feels like meeting-with-the-family, and this night feels like a date itself.
Feelings however, and its consequences— confessions, rejections, awkwardness, yearning, regrets — they’re hard. So for now, you’ll stay as his friend. For now, loving him in this way is enough.
After all, you don’t know what next year will bring, do you?
Character/s: Jay (Enhypen) & Geonu (I-Land), Mentioned: K (I-Land), Heeseung (Enhypen), Jungwon (Enhypen), Jake (Enhypen), Sunghoon (Enhypen)
Tag/s: Worldbuilding, Based on an anime
Author’s Note: Hello! It’s been so long but now I’m back here with a non-reader fic, and instead centered this alternate universe with the whole group alone. It would be easier to understand this if you watch K Project so maybe if you’re looking for an anime recommendation, here get this masterpiece. This text is just an introduction and is part of a series that I’ll be working on. Thank you for reading!
No ordinary men knew about the kings. They all live blindly in a world of freedom wherein justice according to law is served by chosen people of authority. No one knows about the Sword that chooses seven people to lead and manage the entirety of mankind with their godly prowess behind.
No one knows, unless you’re personally chosen by any of the seven.
Seven people, seven colors, a world.
Jay huffs a laugh, wondering how on earth he once was a boy who was lost—passionate, but lost—and now he yields a power that can burn and tear down a whole town.
He wonders why the Sword chose to give him Red.
Sometimes he wishes he wasn’t as fiery, wasn’t as angry. Then maybe he could’ve just travelled the world with Heeseung on his airship. Or became a ranked officer of Sunghoon once he became blessed by Blue.
They say Red is for revolution and for freedom, but perhaps he could’ve gotten more freedom if he became one of K’s green lackeys.
“What are you thinking about?”
Jay looked at the man wiping a wine glass in front of him, who obviously looked worried for him. Something in his chest stings.
“Do you think Jungwon would be a great colorless king?”
Geonu momentarily stopped wiping the glass, stunned at what the red king uttered. He just finished checking the wide-eyed recruits wanting to serve Red, and Jungwon, one of his king’s closest friends includes the long list. Why would the Sword choose a man that clearly wants to follow his older friend?
Jay looked at his closest confidant, and for a brief second he felt apprehension about all the things he did before up to this day. Geonu chose to follow him when Heeseung flew on his Himmelreich. Jay doesn’t know whether the two continue on respondence with each other, and he is still unsure why Geonu chose to be a Red out of all the seven.
Geonu, closest to the silver king Heeseung, chose to shake hands with Jay the moment the Sword had given him Red.
It’s more possible for Ni-ki, Jay’s second favorite Green (next to K), to roll 50 times on the ground without a break, rather than betting on Heeseung planting a spy on him.
Or maybe he lost his trust along the way with how headfirst he approach a situation ever since they were young.
However, back to the topic at hand, Jay shook his hand in front of his face ending Geonu’s overheating brain in trying to decipher his king’s words. Geonu, spy or not, or measly just dragging him into whatever’s between him and Heeseung, is extremely loyal and a true friend without a fault.
“Nevermind. Just—you know? It has been so long since the Sword chose a person for Colorless. It’s about time, don’t you think?”
Geonu just looked at him weirdly for a moment then nodded as if he completely understands where Jay was coming from. Jay chuckled quietly before asking his friend for a drink.
The red king downed the drink in one shot still looking lost in his own mind. Then as if there was no suspicious conversation that occurred, Jay looked at him with his typical grin adoring his face.
“So, do you think I can ask Jake to give us funds for a bigger bar?”
The confidant just rolled his eyes, fearless in front of a king that is a friend, and prayed to the Sword to give the gold king the power to say no to his overspending king.
End Notes:
Each country have their own government of course, it’s just that behind everything, seven people with powers of colors, are actually the one ruling ahead.
Jay is the red king, Heeseung silver, Jake gold, Sunghoon blue, K is the green king, gray king unmentioned, no current colorless king
This does not follow the story of the anime, the world dynamics however comes from the anime
Himmelreich is the name of the silver king’s airship.
