#kpop ff

[woonhakfeet]

sorry for the slow writing guys. just lost a bit of motivation these days :/ anyway, how is everyone's day going?

[namseoksarmy7]

Anything but finishing mafia taehyung 😭😭😭give me this week pls

I’m gonna be so in my element writing this dark romance ahhhh

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˚⋆ 𖤓 ⋆˚࿔˚ Nananabiii's NCT cafe ˚⋆ 𖤓 ⋆˚࿔˚

Welcome to the grand opening of Nananabiii's newest cafe: the NCT cafe!! Come on in and take a look the main specialty at this cafe is matcha and the theme of the cafe overall is green. see something that interests you? leave a like, comment, &/or repost (any of these are highly appreciated!!) want to get added to my NCT taglist (general or specific unit)? leave a comment or an ask and i'll add you! Thank you for being patient with the development process and i'll try to update or give you guys as many posts as I can (please keep in mind i'm a uni student)!!

NCT 127

Taeyong / Lee Taeyong

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Johnny / Seo Youngho (Johnny Seo)

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Yuta / Nakamoto Yuta

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Doyoung / Kim Dongyoung

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Jaehyun / Jeong Yoonoh

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Jungwoo / Kim Jungwoo

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Haechan / Lee Donghyeok

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NCT DREAM

Renjun / Huang Renjun

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Jeno / Lee Jeno

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Haechan / Lee Donghyeok

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Jaemin / Na Jaemin

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Chenle / Zhong Chenle

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Jisung / Park Jisung

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WAYV

Kun / Qian Kun

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Ten / Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul

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Xiaojun / Xiao Dejun

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Hendery / Wong Kunhang

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Yangyang / Liu YangYang

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NCT WISH

Sion / Oh Sion

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Riku / Maeda Riku

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Yushi / Tokuno Yūshi

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Jaehee / Kim Daeyoung

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Ryo / Hirose Ryo

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Sakuya / Fujinaga Sakuya

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NEW CAFES BEING ADDED!! (Nananabiii Signatures cafe (masterlist) updates)

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If there's something you do not see here but would like to try please let me know and i'll try my best to add it to the signature menus!

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Again thank you so much for stopping by and seeing the updates coming soon!

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[nananabiii]

When did you get so hot?

Word count: 3k (lowkey not proofread...)

Tags:  Idol!Hoshi x Reader, fluff , interchange use of Hoshi/Soonyoung/ Kwon Soonyoung

Songs to listen to: When did you get so hot — Sabrina Carpenter

Nabi's Note: AHHHHH hi, hi, hi! I know this is reallyyyyy late of a response for the request ( I couldn't attatch it so I'm so sorry anon) but I finally finished it after drowning in my Sophmore year (which I'm finally free of...but i return to uni soon sadly but dont worry i have a new system in place so i'll be more active) BUT with that being said, please enjoy this fanfic!!

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Hoshi and you had been friends for a bit, to the point you could say that you were childhood friends. Growing up next to hoshi you would always get asked by not just your classmates and mutual friends ‘hey, are you interested in Soonyoung?’ and you would always answer the same thing but in a different font as the years went by. 

When you first heard that question you were both in middle school, like 13 and all you said to your best friend Hannah, in a very exaggerated middle schooler way, was “ew…what makes you think I would ever like him?” and as the years went by it wasn’t much of a disgusting thought but rather a I grew up with him isn’t he supposed to be like a brother to me. 

As the years went by and he trained to join a group named seventeen, you saw him less and less. Every now and then you guys would check in with each other and see how y’all were doing but the communication as you both entered your 20s went down a lot more than either one of you thought it would ever get to. 

As you both entered your late 20s, Seventeen was a renowned k-pop group and you had managed to land a job at one of the biggest music reviewing magazines in all of South Korea. You were tasked to go to the album listening party for Seventeen, the one for the press, obviously. 

It wasn’t your first one for Seventeen, but it was the first one where you would attend as managing editor for the magazine, meaning you go one of the biggest priority there and get to sit in the front row, not just because of status but because you also had been able to snag one of the reserved seats at the listening party. 

Your assistant, Megan, had suggested someone else took over the article, but sadly you all at the company were not in the condition to just hand this down to someone else to write, everyone else was booked and busy interviewing people to cover all the scandals that had come out recently and on top of that so many groups were having comebacks or debuting, so safe to say that with the way that the industry was moving, y’all were going to have to hire more people to be able to keep up with the pace of the industry. 

As, you parked your car in the parking garage and started to gather your belongings and put them in your bag and touch up on your hair. 

You looked up and saw soonyoung, the boy — well the man you haven’t seen in about 10 years and had barely heard from and when you did it was through your mom or his or someone at work reporting on something related to Seventeen. 

He looked different…in a goodway…in a way that made you question what had happened in all those years you were apart, what had he been eating, and…how long he had locked himself away not only in the practice room but also in the gym.

You could see his mussels as clear as day and his abs kept peeking out from under his shirt every time he brought his hands up into the air or to touch his hair. 

“woah…Kwon Soonyoung…you are not the man I remembered…” is all that manages to escape your lips before he leaves your sight, and when he does you let out a sigh and return to breathing normally, you hadn’t even realized that you were holding your breath a bit. 

After he does, you kind of just sit in your car trying to regain your composure before you head inside the venue. Your assistant had left a bunch of messages asking where you were by the time you had reached the doors into the press room. You make your way to the front and sit next to your assistant.

“Why are you so late?” Megan says, raising an eyebrow towards you.

“I saw Kwon soonyoung before I came in here.” 

“I thought you already knew him” She says as her eyebrows furrow

“Yeah, I do but I haven’t seen him in around 10 years or so…?”

“Ooh, right you told me about this…he looks different doesn’t he?” Megan says with a smirk. Although Megan is your assistant she’s also like a younger sister to you, and in the future you want her to take your place at the company. 

“He does…a lot…”

“So would you still say you’re not interested in him?” 

You hesitate and think about it for a bit and the announcer interrupts your thinking and announces that seventeen is coming out. 

All the members come out from backstage lined up based on age, your eyes snap up from your laptop screen and scan all the members, you knew them in passing just from articles your company had published or seeing them in passing at past release parties. 

Your eyes land on Hoshi and do not detach, they follow his every move and one thing is on your mind, Megan's question, are you not or are you…?

It’s a question that had been in your mind during the end of middle school and all throughout high school…one which you had a preprogrammed answer for only because one thought was constantly on your mind,

I’ve been around him my whole life, why would I like him all of a sudden? That just doesn’t make sense…right?

But something changed this time, for some reason you chose to answer with the answer you had ready and archived in the back of your mind.

The truth; the actual feelings came out before you could fully process her question,

“You know what…I'll admit it, I've been interested.”

Megan stops what she's doing and turns her head towards you slowly in shock that you answered, “Huh…? Did you just admit that…”

You just smile a bit and scratch your head before you nod and answer her with a brief, “We’ll… talk about this later, right now we’re on the clock.”

She keeps looking at you for a bit before nodding and turning her attention to the boys who just finished doing their intro. Your eyes stay on hoshi as you record the album listening and questions session and megan types away some notes.

It doesn’t take long for Hoshi to lock eyes with you. He doesn’t let you see what he thinks right away, he just smiles briefly and keeps his eyes on you until Seungcheol directs a question towards him.

The press album conference didn't take as long as you expected, only an hour and a half, probably the shortest one you had been to in a while. As you guys wrap up, you get a message from your mother,

‘Come back home as soon as possible, as in the next 2 hours, we’re having a family dinner and do not. And I mean Do. Not. try to use work as an excuse we’re having dinner with the Kwons’ 

“I guess I’m not going to be able to tell you all of it until I return,” you say as you flip the phone screen towards Megan showing her the message your mom had just sent you, “I have dinner with my super star childhood bff whom I haven’t talked in years who all of a sudden looks like a greek god”

Megan starts laughing when you say the last part and responds with “I would say fine ass man not greek god though, that would be mingyu.” she says and all you do is nod along cause if you tried to rebuttal her on this you would not arrive home on time. 

You hop into your car and drive back home to take a shower and get dressed, and also grab a mini suitcase of clothes, because when you go home on a friday, you might as well stay the weekend especially cause you haven't been able to see your family in person for a few months now since the industry decided to be so chaotic. 

On your drive to your parents house, nothing really happens. A bit of karaoke, drinking caffeine, and trying not to fall asleep, even though work was quick the drive wasn’t causing yourself to feel a lot more tired than usual, so you were drinking it more out of habit than anything else. 

When you finally arrived, as the gate of the house closed, your dog came running out to greet you, your parents trailing right behind. 

“Ah, good you came early!” your mom says as she smiles at you while coming in to hug you, 

your dad standing behind her adds, “Go freshen up, they should be here in the next 40 minutes, at least according to what Mr. Kwon told me over the phone,” he says as he holds his phone up. 

Jokingly you salute him and say “sir, yes sir” and grab your dog, Tulip, chases after you whilst you jog into the house.

40 minutes to freshen up and look my best without looking like i’m overdoing it… nearly impossible cause half of that might be just picking out an outfit

So you quickly get to work and get ready, tulip following you as you move in between your main room, your walk in closet, and in suite bathroom. And obviously music blasting whilst you do all of this.

Time moves quicker than you think. 40 minutes go by and the Kwon family is downstairs greeting your parents and you’re still getting ready.

As you're finishing up some of the touches on your outfit and make up, downstairs your mom tells Soonyoung “dear, you remember the layout of the house right?”

“Yes, why? Would you like help with something?” He says with his determined spirit being highly visible that the adults grinned and his sister just scoffed out of shock by his dedication, they all slowly start to move into the living room whilst Soonyoung and your mom stay behind the group

“Well dear, could you please grab ____ from her room? I would but I have a few things to finish for dinner…” she says feeling bad for asking for this favor, but Soonyoung quickly replies without missing a beat

“Of course, is she still in the same room?” your mom nods and Soonyoung gives a quick smile and says “ok, ill bring them down.” He quickly walks up the stairs and makes it to your room, he rhythmically knocks, something he's done since he could remember. You don't answer, not because you were ignoring the knocks but rather you were blasting music and focusing on finishing up a light make up look.

He knocks again…no answer.

“I’m coming in” he announces and waits about two minutes before he lets himself in. You were sitting with your back to the door looking at the table zeroed in on placing glue on the lashes you were about to put on. You didn't even notice him, until he placed a hand on your shoulder and almost screamed.

“WHAT THE- oh” you say as you look up and realize who it is “dude you scared me” you say as you place a hand on your chest and close your eyes as you try to catch your breath.

“Dude? Last time I checked I'm older…I know I haven't seen you in a bit but I'm still older.” He says while jokingly scolding you,

after you recover from that you giggle “fine fine I get it, old man”

He scoffs and acts hurt

You stand up and give him a hug, something your body just naturally moved to do, maybe because you missed him "Haven't seen you in 10 years and you’ve changed so much!!” you say as you pull away from the hug

“I can say the same for you, love” he says as he lets his hands rest at your waist.

“I know mom probably sent you to get me but i'm nowhere near done…lowkey…so let me finish this and then I'll be down there.” You say as you split away from his touch and go to sit at your vanity.

“Well, I'll wait for you,” he says as he grabs your chair from your desk and pulls it close to you, you didn’t mind the company, even less if it was his, but something made you nervous, was it the realization from earlier? Or was it not even nerves and rather excitement? Maybe both?

You guys talk and catch up as much as y’all could and then head down stairs. Your mom and his mom looked up and smiled at each other when they saw you both walking down the stairs really close and talking. This was something they’d want since y’all were teenagers, a relationship — well at least the potential of a relationship.

“Food is ready!!” Your mom says very happy with her and Mrs. Kwon’s hard work. Your dad brought three different types of alcohol to the table while claiming that at least two people had to leave the table drunk. And throughout the night with questions on if you were single and interested in anyone and comments about setting you up, everyone ended up drunk, so the Kwons spent the night luckily there were 2 guest rooms. You told sooyoung that he could take your room cause you weren’t going to sleep.

Now it’s three in the morning and you're sitting in your backyard in front of the pool sipping on water and tea, debating on if you want to swim or sit in the hot tub (which you had grabbed your swim suit for before you told sooyoung to sleep in your room).

“What are you doing out here?” you hear sooyoung’s voice before you see him. You turned your head to the direction in which the voice came from and saw him standing there in shorts and shirtless. 

“No reason, just thinking about taking a quick swim…” you say as you go to sit on the ledge of the pool

“May I join you?”

“Sure” 

He sits next to you and also puts his feet into the pool as you both sit there in silence for a few minutes, you looking at the sky and the stars that adorn it, him looking at the star that adorns his mind —you.

Something Soonyoung will never admit is that he regrets not telling you that he liked you before becoming an idol, before y’all lost contact, but as y’all reconnected and caught up today he realized that you’re the same person he liked- no, loved all those years ago.

“Could I give you a penny for your thoughts?” he says while scooting closer to you. Your body relaxes cause although it's been ten years since you last saw eachother, he’s still sooyoung, the one you’ve known for the majority of your life.

“...y’know” you pause before you say the next part out of fear of this coming out wrong “when I saw you at the listening party, I realized one thing- well two things”

You say and slightly tens up out of fear of how he might react to your word, but again this is Hoshi, Soonyoung, your Soonyoung, he could tell you were nervous and went and grabbed your hand and lightly rubbed his finger on the back of your hand trying to sooth and calm you down a bit. You take a deep breath and say the thing that’s been on your mind since the listening party,

“I’ve been interested in you since we were teenagers but I never realized it until now…” you say and whisper the last part and avoid eye contact with him. He, on the other hand, has his eyes sparkling and on the inside he's jumping with joy. He rests his head on your shoulder and looks up at you while still holding your hand but on his lap, a habit he’s had since you were kids, a habit that fueled rumors when y’all were younger.

“darling…how would you feel if I told you I felt the same, my love?” he says softly and your head snaps and slightly push him off your shoulder as you try to get a good look at him

“Really?!” you almost scream but quickly change it to a whisper yell

“Yes!” he whisper yells back “Since you were eight and I was nine, as cheesy as that might be” he says and yall giggle, the giggle die down and both of y’all look at each other and he starts off with “well…i do have a question for you…”

“Hit me,”

“Could I be your boyfriend? Your partner? A shoulder you could lean on?” he says as he takes both of your hands into his. You nod and whisper yes to him and y’all lean into a kiss.

As the minutes went by and y’all kept talking and now cuddling in one of the pool side chairs, it was 6 am and that meant sunrise.

“I have a quick question, though”

“Yes, my love” he says 

you smile so intensely like you’ve never before and then giggle before you say “When did you get so hot?”

He starts to laugh and hugs you a little bit tighter and whispers in your ear, “When I realized that you were going to our listening parties, although I never had much time to come up to you, I knew you were looking darling.” he says with a smirk and leaves a kiss on your neck before y’all go back to talking about random stuff and looking at the sunrise.

[wonwoosmagnetic]

Keep on prancing, prancer! | CSC

PAIRING :icehockeycaptain!seungcheol x iceskater!reader

GENRE : angst, romcom

SYNOPSIS :

A fierce rivalry on ice. One stage. Four weeks. And zero chill.

When the university slashes its winter sports budget, figure skating captain Kim Minsoo finds her team’s future hanging by a thread. Years of sweat, sacrifice, and silent victories—all at risk of being erased by the varsity hockey team and their smug golden boy, Seungcheol Choi.

The deal? Both teams have four weeks to design one joint event that proves their value to the school. The winner gets full funding. The loser—benched, indefinitely.

Sharing ice time is already a nightmare. Sharing the spotlight? A disaster waiting to happen.

But while the rivalry heats up, so does something else beneath the surface—one that feels a little too much like chemistry, and a little too dangerous to name.

Sharp blades, sharp tongues, and sharp feelings collide in this enemies-to-lovers sports drama where the only rule is: Earn your ice.

AUTHOR NOTE : 

guys you won't believe this.

I FORGOT MY PASSWORD.

the last few weeks have been crazy, it's like the moment I finally had a schedule, god was like "NOPE." I recently changed my device, so I had to log in again and I COULD NOT for the life of me regenerate the password. i was in the trenches. i was fighting for my life.

so to everyone who sent asks wondering where chapter five was, I AM SO SO SORRY. i saw them. i felt them. i just couldn't get in to answer 😭

BUT HERE IT IS. CHAPTER FIVE. FINALLY.

and chapter six will be out soon. i promise. i'm not going anywhere (except maybe to write down my password this time).

thank you for being so patient with me. it's times like these i really wish i had an instagram or something so i could actually update you guys when i'm locked out of my own account like a fool.

anyways. enjoy the chaos. there's transformers discourse, a wolf tail betrayal, a very bad almost-kiss(IK WTF??!?), and seungcheol being a disaster as always.

love u. don't leave me. 💌

IMP NOTE! FMC NAME IS KIM MINSOO

CHAPTER FIVE

The party throbbed like a living thing. Bass slammed against Chaeyoung’s ribs as bodies spun and ground under flickering strobe lights. Laughter cut through the haze of pumpkin spice and cheap vodka, but none of it reached her.

The party was too loud. Too hot. Too much.

Chaeyoung tried to focus on Jaemin's voice, but it was like trying to hold water in her hands. His words slipped through, tangled in the bass and the laughter and the pounding in her head.

"—you're doing it again," he said.

She blinked. "What?"

"That thing where you check out." He didn't sound angry. Not yet. Just tired. "You're standing here, but you're not actually here."

"I'm sorry," she said, because it was easier than explaining. "I'm just—"

"Just what?"

She couldn't think of the words. She didn't have the energy to explain that sometimes her own head felt like a cage. That sometimes the noise was too much. That sometimes she felt like she was drowning and no one noticed.

"I just need a minute," she said.

"You always need a minute." His voice was sharper now. "Every time we're together, you need a minute. Every time I try to get close, you need space."

"That's not true—"

"It is." He stepped closer, lowering his voice. "You know what I needed tonight? I needed my girlfriend. The one who actually wanted to be here. The one who wanted to be with me."

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

"Instead," he continued, his voice dropping even lower, "I got someone who looks at me like I'm a chore. Like I'm something you have to tolerate."

"I don't—"

"You do, Chaeyoung. You do it all the time."

She felt the words hit her chest like small stones. Not heavy enough to knock her down, but enough to bruise.

"I'm trying," she said quietly.

“Right. And I showed up for you.” He let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Whatever. Enjoy standing in the corner alone.”

Then he was gone, swallowed by the crowd.

She stood there for a long moment, the music pulsing around her, the laughter of strangers filling the space where his voice had been.

She needed air.

She needed to stop feeling like she was suffocating.

She slipped down the hallway and ducked into the kitchen, desperate for a moment of silence.

Chaeyoung’s throat tightened. The room suddenly felt too hot, too loud, too much. She slipped down the hallway and ducked into the kitchen, desperate for air.

It was quieter here. Dimly lit. A half-empty bottle of vodka sat on the counter beside a spilled bag of gummy worms. The floor stuck to her boots. She leaned against the counter, fingers twisting the rings on her hands, trying to hold herself together.

A door creaked behind her.

She jumped so hard she nearly knocked over the cookie tray.

“Sorry—sorry!” a deep voice blurted.

She spun around and found Kim Mingyu frozen in the doorway, holding a bottle of blue Powerade, eyes wide. Fake vampire fangs (one slightly crooked) glinted when he smiled sheepishly.

“Uh… you okay?” he asked.

Chaeyoung let out a breathless laugh. “You scared the shit out of me.”

His gaze dropped to his own outfit — black tank top with “BITE ME” scrawled in glow-in-the-dark paint, cheap plastic cape, combat boots. “It’s the fangs, huh?”

She took him in properly and snorted. “You look like a rejected boyband vampire.”

Mingyu grinned, loud and unabashed. “Okay, rude. But fair.”

The laugh that burst out of her felt like the first real breath she’d taken all night.

“And what are you supposed to be?” he asked, eyeing her costume.

“Rogue. From X-Men.”

He tilted his head. “Sexy evil elf?”

She stared at him. “You did not just call Rogue a sexy evil elf.”

Mingyu put his hands up. “I see it now! The gloves. The streak. Bad bitch with superpowers. My bad.”

Chaeyoung groaned, but she was smiling. “You’re such an uncultured swine.”

“Hey, this is a classic,” he said, gesturing to his shirt.

“It’s a glow-in-the-dark tank top from Spencer’s.”

“Exactly. Classic.”

She laughed again, softer this time. Mingyu leaned against the opposite counter, big and easy and strangely calming. He didn’t push. He didn’t ask what was wrong. He just… existed with her.

“Seriously though,” he said after a moment, “you okay?”

She met his eyes — warm, patient, a little ridiculous with the crooked fangs — and felt something in her chest loosen.

----

Three drinks in, and the kitchen no longer felt safe.

You were spiraling hard. Not cute-tipsy spiraling — full-blown I-will-burn-this-house-down-with-my-mind spiraling.

It had started when you caught Seungcheol staring at Sophie like she was the second coming of sugar and serotonin. His eyes glassy. Jaw slack. Stupid wolf tail wagging behind him like the golden retriever he was.

It shouldn’t have bothered you.

You didn’t even like him.

But Sophie was your sister, and Jihyun-your ex-had left you for her. And you’d spent the last six months pretending that didn’t still feel like a knife in your ribs. 

You watched Seungcheol watch Sophie. Watched his jaw go slack. Watched his tail wag like the golden retriever he was.

And you thought about the last time Sophie had made you laugh.

It was a stupid memory. Inconsequential. The kind of thing that shouldn't still matter.

You were fourteen. It was late — past midnight, probably — and you were both supposed to be asleep. But Sophie had snuck into your room with a bag of stale gummy worms and a terrible idea.

"We're making a shrine," she'd announced."A shrine to what?""To the Ice Queen, obviously. She's the only one who gets us."

The Ice Queen was your shared joke. A fictional figure you'd invented years ago, when you were both still skating. She was the ruler of the rink, the one who decided who was worthy. Sophie used to whisper to her before competitions. You used to blame her when you fell.

You built the shrine out of empty water bottles, stolen ribbons, and a picture of Michelle Kwan cut out from a magazine. Sophie stood back, admiring her work with a dramatic sigh.

"It's perfect," she said. "She's going to bless us."

"What if she doesn't?"

"Then she's a fraud. And we'll start a rebellion."

You'd laughed until your stomach hurt.

That night, you'd fallen asleep on your floor, surrounded by gummy worm wrappers and stolen ribbons, and Sophie had thrown a blanket over both of you.

"We're going to be unstoppable," she'd whispered.

You believed her.

You believed everything.

And now —

Now you were watching her smile at someone across the room. Watching her be the person everyone loved. Watching her pretend the last few years hadn't happened.

You closed your eyes.

You didn't want to remember.

But you couldn't stop.

You downed the rest of your drink in one go.

“Whoa,” a familiar voice drawled. “Isn’t that your third?”

Of course it was Seungcheol. The universe clearly hated you.

"Seriously though," Mingyu said after a moment, "you okay?"

Chaeyoung  met his eyes — warm, patient, a little ridiculous with the crooked fangs — and felt something in her chest loosen.

"Just a stupid fight with my boyfriend," she said, shrugging like it didn't matter. "I don't want to talk about it."

He nodded slowly. "Got it."

"So," he said, "you ever watch Transformers?"

She stared at him. "What?"

"Transformers. The movies. You know, giant robots, explosions, Shia LaBeouf screaming."

"You're talking about Transformers right now?"

"You said you didn't want to talk about your boyfriend."

She opened her mouth. Closed it. Opened it again.

"...I haven't seen it," she admitted.

He gasped, clutching his chest. "In 2026? You haven't seen Transformers?"

"Is that a problem?"

"It's an epidemic." He shook his head, looking genuinely scandalized. "Do you know how many times I've watched the first one? Like, at least fifteen. The scene where Optimus Prime shows up and everyone's losing their minds? Iconic."

She stared at him.

He stared back, completely serious.

"You're impossible," she said.

"I've been told."

She laughed — a real laugh, the kind that came from somewhere deep. The kind that surprised her.

He grinned, clearly proud of himself.

"You're still a dumbass," she said.

"A dumbass who can recite the entire Transformers script."

"That's not a flex."

"It absolutely is."

She rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. The knot in her chest had loosened, just a little.

"God," she said, shaking her head. "You're so—"

"Amazing? Charming? Incredibly good-looking?"

"Dumb."

"I'll take it."

Mingyu studied her for a moment, all the joking fading into something quieter. "Seriously though. You good now?"

She met his eyes — warm, patient, a little ridiculous with the crooked fangs — and felt something in her chest loosen.

"I will be," she said.

He smiled like that was enough.

Then he glanced at her empty hands.

"God, you're drunk," he said. "Let me grab you some water."

He turned and headed toward the door — probably to find the water.

She watched him go, a warmth spreading through her chest that she refused to name.

“Whoa,” a familiar voice drawled. “Isn’t that your third?”

Of course it was Seungcheol. The universe clearly hated you

“You,” you said flatly.

"...Okay." he replied.

“You know, if you’re trying to drink yourself into a better personality, it’s not working.”

"At least I have a personality. You're just a walking furry with a god complex."

He raised an eyebrow. "Wow. Did you come up with that yourself, or did your team of pirates have to help you?"

Now, it was your turn to raise your eyebrow. 

"Aren't you supposed to be dressed like Jack Sparrow?"

"You think you're so funny."

"I don't have to think."

"You're such a pain," you muttered.

"I've been told."

"By who?"

"Everyone. I'm very popular."

"You're very annoying."

"Same thing."

He was still grinning, and you hated how it made something in your chest loosen.

You decided to change tactics. "So. Sophie, huh?"

His grin faltered. "What?"

"Sophie. The blonde girl you've been staring at like she personally invented oxygen."

"I wasn't—"

"You were. Your tail was wagging and everything."

He glanced down at his tail again, betrayed. "It was not."

"It absolutely was."

"I don't control the tail."

"That's not the flex you think it is."

He opened his mouth, closed it, then squinted at you. "Why do you even care?"

"I don't, besides she is my sister."

"You brought her up and you don't seem the type to actually care about who she dates."

"I was making an observation."

"It was a very pointed observation."

"It was a casual observation."

"It was anything but casual."

"You're projecting."

"I'm literally not."

"You're literally a wolf in a cheap costume with a tail that moves on its own. You don't get to judge my observations."

"Oh, I am so scared, Jack Sparrow."

"I AM NOT-"

You opened your mouth for a retort — but then you saw her.

Sophie was weaving through the crowd, heading straight toward you with that same graceful smile you used to admire. The same smile that now made your chest cave in.

You couldn’t do this. Not tonight.

Your eyes darted desperately and landed on Seungcheol. Before you could think better of it, you crossed the kitchen in three quick steps and grabbed him by the front of his stupid wolf costume.

“What the fu—”

“Shut up,” you hissed, pulling him close. “Just shut up and pretend you like me. Right now.”

He blinked. “What—”

“Pretend. For thirty seconds. My sister is coming over and I would rather do this than talk to her.”

You grabbed his face, not kissing him, but close enough. Close enough that your lips nearly brushed his. Close enough to feel the warmth of his breath and smell his cologne. Close enough that it looked real.

“Minsoo,” he murmured, voice low.

“Don’t move.”

His hands settled on your waist. Steady. Warm.

“You know,” he said softly, “if you wanted to get this close to me, you could’ve just asked.”

“Shut up, Seungcheol.”

You stayed like that — foreheads nearly touching, breath mingling — while Sophie watched from a few feet away. Your heart hammered against your ribs.

After what felt like forever, Seungcheol whispered, “She’s gone.”

You stepped back immediately, like his touch had burned you.

“So,” he said, voice rough, “is this the part where you explain what the hell that was?”

----

The kitchen was quiet.

Too quiet.

Chaeyoung had been standing there for what felt like hours, her back pressed against the counter, her hands gripping the edge like it was the only thing keeping her upright.

She'd almost convinced herself she was okay.

Almost.

The door creaked open.

She tensed.

"Chaeyoung."

She didn't turn around. She knew that voice. She'd been hoping she wouldn't hear it again tonight.

"Can we talk?" Jaemin asked.

She finally turned. He was standing in the doorway, looking tired, his hair slightly disheveled like he'd been running his hands through it.

"What is there to talk about?" she asked quietly.

"Everything." He stepped closer. "I shouldn't have walked away."

"No. You shouldn't have."

"I know." He stopped a few feet away from her. "I was frustrated. I took it out on you. That wasn't fair."

She didn't say anything.

"Chaeyoung." He said her name softly, gently. Like he was trying to coax her out of hiding. "I'm sorry."

Something in her chest cracked.

She didn't want to forgive him. She wanted to stay angry. She wanted to remember the way he'd dismissed her, the way he'd made her feel like she was too much.

But he was here. He was apologizing. He was trying.

"I'm not telling her," she said suddenly.

He blinked. "What?"

"Minsoo. About the board. About what's going to happen." She shook her head, her voice wavering. "It's killing me. I see her every day, and she has no idea. She's working so hard, and I just— I can't—"

"Hey, hey." He stepped closer, reaching for her hands. "Hey. Look at me."

She looked up.

"You're doing the right thing," he said gently. "You're protecting her. If you tell her now, she'll spiral. She'll give up. She won't be able to focus."

"But she deserves to know—"

"She deserves to have a chance to fight." He squeezed her hands. "And she can't do that if she's already given up. You're keeping her in the game, Chaeyoung. That's not betrayal. That's love."

She wanted to believe him.

She wanted to believe that hiding the truth from her best friend was the right thing to do.

"Are you sure?" she whispered.

"I'm sure." He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I know it's hard. I know it's eating you alive. But you're doing the right thing. I promise."

She closed her eyes.

She wanted to believe him.

She wanted to believe that this was love.

"I'm so tired," she admitted.

"I know." He pulled her closer. "I know you are. But it's going to be okay. I've got you."

She leaned into him.

And she let herself believe.

He tilted her chin up, his lips brushing against hers.

She kissed him back.

Mingyu stopped in the doorway.

His hand was still wrapped around the bottle of water he'd gone to find.

He watched them for a second.

Then he set the bottle of water on the counter, just inside the doorway, and quietly backed away.

----

You bolted upright with a scream.

It ripped out of you before you could stop it - raw, guttural, the kind of sound that made Chaeyoung drop her phone and your neighbors probably consider calling the cops.

"WHAT—" Chaeyoung shrieked, nearly falling off her bed. "WHAT IS HAPPENING—"

You couldn't answer. You were too busy staring at the wall, replaying every single second of last night in excruciating detail.

Sophie approaching. The panic. Grabbing Seungcheol. Pulling him close. His hands on your waist. His breath on your lips. The way he looked at you—

You screamed again.

"MINSOO—"

"No," you whispered. "No no no no no—"

You grabbed your phone. Desperate. Maybe it was a dream. Maybe you imagined it. Maybe you blacked out and none of it actually happened.

One text from an unknown number:

"so... we good?"

You stared at the last one.

You didn't save his number.

You didn't need to.

You knew exactly who it was.

"NO," you said out loud. "NO. WE ARE NOT GOOD."

You threw your phone across the room.

It hit the wall with a satisfying thunk.

You flopped back onto the bed, pulling your pillow over your face, and screamed.

Chaeyoung, bless her soul, didn't even flinch.

"That bad, huh?" she asked from her bed.

"WORSE."

"Worse than the time you accidentally called your professor 'dad'?"

"SO MUCH WORSE."

"Worse than the time you walked into the wrong classroom and sat through an entire lecture on medieval poetry?"

"I WOULD RATHER DO THAT AGAIN."

----

The canteen was buzzing with the usual morning chaos — the clatter of trays, the low hum of conversations, the smell of burnt coffee and slightly questionable eggs.

You sat at your usual table, head in your hands, staring at your untouched toast like it had personally offended you.

Chaeyoung sat across from you, watching you with a mix of concern and barely concealed amusement.

"You're being dramatic," she said.

"I'm being realistic."

"You barely even touched him."

"I touched him enough."

"You touched his costume."

"I touched his face, Chaeyoung."

Chaeyoung opened her mouth — but before she could respond, a familiar voice cut through the noise.

"Morning, ladies."

You looked up.

Jaemin.

He slid onto the bench next to Chaeyoung, pressing a quick kiss to her temple. "You look tired," he said to her, soft and fond. "Didn't sleep well?"

Chaeyoung shrugged. "Minsoo woke me up screaming."

Jaemin raised an eyebrow, turning to you. "Screaming?"

You glared at Chaeyoung. "Thanks for that."

"What? He asked."

Jaemin chuckled, leaning back. "Okay, what happened? Did you see a spider? Have a nightmare?"

You groaned, dropping your head back onto the table. "I almost kissed Seungcheol."

Jaemin blinked. "The hockey captain?"

"Yes."

"The one you hate?"

"Yes."

"The one you called a 'horny golden retriever in heat'?"

"I said that to his face."

Jaemin let out a low whistle. "Damn. That's... something."

"I was drunk," you muttered into the table. "I was spiraling. Sophie was there. I panicked. I grabbed him. It was a mistake."

Chaeyoung rubbed her shin, still scowling at you. "Okay, listen. It's probably not that bad. You were drunk. You did some things you didn't want to. It happens."

"You don't understand—"

"I do understand. I literally do. Remember last time Jaemin got drunk?"

Jaemin winced. "Are we really bringing this up?"

"He screamed that he found Shrek hot," Chaeyoung said, grinning. "For like, a solid thirty seconds. We had to physically restrain him from finding a DVD copy."

You stared at her.

"...Shrek?"

"Green, ogre, loves Fiona, iconic."

"I was emotionally compromised," Jaemin muttered, but he was smiling. "The swamp aesthetic was doing something to me."

Chaeyoung laughed, reaching over to squeeze his hand. "We all have our moments, Minsoo. You were drunk. You were vulnerable. It doesn't mean anything.”

You lifted your head just enough to look at her. "It's not the same."

"Why not?"

You didn't answer.

"Okay," Chaeyoung said quickly, filling the silence. "Okay, that's fine. That's also fine. Feelings are complicated. You don't have to figure it out right now."

"I'm not going to figure it out ever."

"That's also fine."

Jaemin studied you for a moment, then shrugged. "Look, if it makes you feel better, you're probably not the first person to do something weird while drunk. And you won't be the last."

"That doesn't help."

"It wasn't supposed to help. It was supposed to be realistic."

Chaeyoung laughed. "He's a pragmatist."

You groaned again.

Jaemin smiled — that easy, charming smile that made everyone like him. "Seriously though. You'll be fine. Just avoid him for a few days. He'll forget about it."

“Well, I can’t because I have to see his face in approximately 10 minutes. We have practice” you muttered. 

Across the canteen, you saw Mingyu walk in with Soonyoung and Jeonghan. He caught your eye, waved, then spotted Chaeyoung and grinned.

Chaeyoung waved back. Small. Tentative.

Jaemin's hand tightened on his coffee cup.

Just a fraction.

You barely noticed.

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