warning: hybrid au, kitty hybrid yeonjun + gn owner reader, kitty hybrid taehyun and puppy hybrid beomgyu appearance, mentions of insults, calling dog hybrids stupid/dumb, tsundere yeonjun :3
wc: ~550
“doesn’t it get tiring?” kitty hybrid taehyun purrs as your groom him, his eyes closing tiredly as the hair comb makes its way down his scalp. you had been watching him for your neighbor as a small favor since he’d watched your own hybrid for you once before.
“doesn’t what get tiring?” yeonjun yawns tiredly from the couch across the room, curled up in his usual corner with his ears lowered down in relaxation.
the cat hybrid underneath you purrs once more when you reach a particular sensitive spot on his neck, “spending time with that dumb dog. what’s his face, again..?”
“it’s beomgyu, tyun,” you butt in. despite the small insult towards yeonjun’s puppy hybrid friend, your hands continue moving the small comb against his hair.
“he’s not dumb,” yeonjun murmurs, sleep overtaking him by the minute. “he’s my best friend, you know. we hang out a lot, and play, too. he’s amazing.”
you clearly remember this conversation, but somehow when you brought it up to beomgyu’s owner when he was dropping off the puppy hybrid at your house, you made it up.
“i did not say anything of the sort,” your kitty hybrid rolls his eyes and walks toward the couch, ears lowered in slight embarrassment.
“did he really say that?” beomgyu yips happily, tail wagging so fast you swear you could hear it rippling through the air. “that’s so nice, jjuni-hyung! you know it’s so hard being a golden retriever hybrid! not all of the breeds enjoy listening to me talk, so i’m so happy that you—”
“shut up.”
“choi yeonjun! be nice to your friends,” you scold and wave goodbye to beomgyu’s owner.
the day passes by without much talk about the conversation had between the two kitty hybrids, but nonetheless it wasn’t uneventful.
beomgyu plays throughout your apartment, finding new things to keep him occupied every five seconds. meanwhile, yeonjun stays put in his corner of the couch just watching the puppy explore.
“he called you dumb,” you hear your kitten hybrid voice out from your spot in the kitchen. “taehyun. he.. he insulted you.”
beomgyu’s eyes widen slightly with hurt. he drops the small mouse toy that was imbedded in his mouth and approaches the older, “everyone calls me dumb. i’m a dog, you know.”
“just.. just because you’re a dog hybrid doesn’t m-mean jack shit,” frowns yeonjun. “you’re.. you’re not dumb to me.”
you couldn’t see properly from the corner of your eye, but whilst chopping chicken up for dinner, you just know your precious jjuni was blushing.
“i’m.. i-i,” the puppy tears up. “you really mean that hyung?”
“it’s.. it’s not like you’re my friend! i just don’t think you’re stupid! don’t think too much about it!”
later that night, after dinner was eaten and the moon shined brightly into the living room, beomgyu laid splayed out on the floor. his body like a starfish, tongue out as he laid sleeping deeply.
and right next to him, finally moved from that spot on the couch, a curled up kitty hybrid with his tail tangled in beomgyu’s.
note: short but sweet!! hope you guys enjoyed <33 please engage if you did!
cw: bf prince soobin x gn reader, death joke (in a i love u so much im gonna die way), sleep problems, bit of angst, lots of fluff!! ignore all time stamps lol
guilts and admissions. glitter chapter fourteen. ☆ : ･ﾟ✧ *
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synopsis: as you find yourself stuck on a deserted island, you meet five boys who happened to be living there. you begin to notice something different about the boys as you attempt to find a way back home. with no sense of boundaries and strange glitter all over their bodies, your curiosity of who or what these boys are peaks. you begin getting close to the strangers, them helping you on your journey, but it leads you into a spiral of your own thoughts and emotions. now feeling some sort of connection to the five boys, the question begs: will you even end up leaving? if not, which boy makes you stay?
pairing(s): txt individually x gn!reader
chapter warning(s): profanity, angst, trauma mentions, mentions of murder, death, injuries, panic attacks, talks of child neglect, nightmares, being alone, drowning scene, let me know if i missed anything, ~3.7k words
several hours passed before you deemed it safe enough to return to the home. unfortunately, the first sight you see was beomgyu and his intensively red eyes staring right at you as you entered inside.
his body still trembles from the trauma he had to relive, and you immediately curse yeonjun at the confirmation that he was indeed lying. but still, your eyes don’t move from the mind fairy curled up in the corner of the room and his tears threaten to fall once more upon seeing you.
you were filled with guilt and regret for making beomgyu relive certain memories he was not ready for, and frankly, did not consent to. and despite this mission giving you an extensive amount of information you needed to get back home, you never intended for something like this to happen.
you never intended for one of your friends to get hurt in the process of getting you home.
even though his posture was lacking stability, beomgyu was the first one to speak. after a small moment passed after you walked in, his tone is nervous and filled with sorrow, “there was a notebook. one with a lot of information about portals.”
you lock eyes with the fairy once more before approaching him for an embrace, but instead of happily obliging like he usually would, he only winces and turns away.
“what information did it give us?” taehyun speaks from the kitchen, walking closer with a cup of water and some snacks to help ground beomgyu a bit more.
but he doesn’t reply. he couldn’t make another word without experiencing the moment once more. not doing so quietly encouraged you to continue on his behalf.
“portals can be man-made or natural, depending if destiny deems it worthy,” you recall, voice gentle as not to provoke anything painful for the mind fairy. “it’s a wild concept honestly. portals being created by destiny and all.”
“but that’s something that happened with us, is it not?” yeonjun butts in from the sofa. “none of our portals were made by us, and we just so happened to be in the right place at the right time.”
“correct,” you add, nodding slowly. “from what we saw, man-made ones are intentional portals that are made by some organizations called the fairy hunters and fairy keepers.”
“interesting… but what does this really tell us? we can’t make them by hand so we need the ones being made by destiny, right? how can we work with those in getting you back home?” yeonjun continues pressing on for more information, a slight confusion being written on his face.
all they have done for you is help you find your way home. but as you look toward beomgyu again, you feel as though all you have brought to them is stress and agony.
you’re filled with dread that anything more painful might occur. these five fairies mean a lot to you, and you’re constantly reminded about how much they care about you in return.
it makes the pain in your heart linger much harder.
“we could potentially recreate the same conditions as when they got here,” taehyun adds, handing beomgyu a basket of strawberries to eat. “same temperature, weather, etcetera. it would take a long while to recall and get it right, though. i’m sure that even if we do get the conditions right, if destiny does not allow, it has the possibility of not working.”
“me and yn came to the same conclusion.. about recreating the conditions. they said it was raining outside when they got transported through, didn’t you yn?” soobin sits down on the sofa next to the eldest. “so if we were to give it a chance, on the slightest possibility it could work, then we would have to wait until the rain comes.”
“now why would we do all of this in the rain? it could be dangerous, you know! the tides get higher when there’s a storm,” kai exclaims in slight fear from the door. “weather like that could harm us more than anything, soobin-hyung.”
soobin presses his lips together, “but what if it works, hyuka? we could get them home.”
“and what if it doesn’t?! what if this is all just some stupid mess that could lead to another one of us being traumatized or even worse, dead!”
the reality of kai’s statement brings everyone to a pause. it was a slight overreaction, but nonetheless a possible outcome with the conditions at hand.
sensing the tense atmosphere, the youngest breathes in through his nose and out from his mouth while gripping his star necklace tightly, “i like our little family of six, okay? i admit i am comfortable with where things are at now. i also know how much you want to get home, yn… i understand. but i just can’t shake the feeling of things going wrong, you know?”
“…i agree,” beomgyu speaks for the first time since the beginning of the conversation. “besides we don’t have much information about the water surrounding the island and of the conditions that brought you here in their entirety, yn.”
“but what if it does work?” you ask meekly, tears filling your own eyes as you struggle to decide on what to do. “i don’t care if i get hurt. i’m okay with that, as long as we try something… anything at this point.”
and despite most of the boys telling you how difficult the situation will be, how next to little everyone knows about how to get you home, a nagging feeling in your chest begins to arise. one that gives you a sense of urgency to leave.
not everyone can say that family is of most importance. a loyal, love-filled, and trustworthy relationship with those most close to you. but to huening kai, family is everything.
“i brought some flowers!” he beamed, dozens of beautiful flowers and foliage in his arm as he rushes to his sister’s side. “some of them i picked, and others were given to me by this lovely old lady nearby.”
bahiyyih beams in delight. her eyes growing wide at the color and size variety given by the messy bouquet, “did you give her your thanks?”
“of course i did,” the brother laughs gently, placing the flowers on the ground nearby his sister. “i told her how much you enjoy making those flower crowns and she just so happened to have a lot of them stockpiled from her gardening session. said something about the flowers blooming too fast for an old lady like her to handle.”
the sister giggles and reaches to look at some of the offerings, “i will definitely be making a wreath or something for her. does she live far?”
“definitely not. nearby the lake where we like to bathe.”
“perfect.”
love languages are those different forms of loving those around you, whether they be family or not. they consist of being in close proximity to the other like physical affection, or even giving and receiving affirming words from someone.
huening kai’s love language was gift giving. and he showed this with his sister more often than not. this came in the form of giving her flowers he picked during his stroll, sweet treats he bought from the market that morning, and books he’s borrowed from neighbors. anything that bahiyyih liked, she got.
family is built on love, is it not?
“so you know that merchant down by the hillside?” kai smiles goofily, clearly hiding something behind his back as he rocks on his heels waiting for his sister to respond.
“yes… what’s his name again?” bahiyyih doesn’t look up from the woven structure she is currently working on. “oh! jungwon, isn’t it?”
“yes, anyway. he finally had some books in stock this week! and i was able to snatch up a book on herbal med—”
“no way!” she screams as she rushes to grab the book from behind her brother’s back, not letting him even finish his sentence. “no way no way no way!”
kai laughs as he easily gives in and lets bahiyyih see the book he’s purchased for her, “i know how much you’ve been wanting to learn about medicine.”
“of all the things you have ever gotten me, kai. this one beats them all! thank you so so so much!” if her voice did not showcase how elated she was about receiving this book, the tears in her eyes definitely did.
and that is how kai nurtured his family. exploring the area nearby while looking for resources and always finding gifts to bring home to his sister. no matter the situation or circumstances they were in, the older brother always found a reason to see his sister smile.
it was a strong, loving familial bond between the two siblings. something so strong, nothing could ever break it down.
“sometimes when i lay at night, i think about that night… about how lucky i am still have you, oppa,” bahiyyih whispers under the moonlight with her brother next to her as they stare into the stars.
kai manages a small, knowing smile, “it’s not easy when memories flood your nightmares. i know, hiyyih.”
she only nods and leans her head against his shoulder, “i got you something. it’s nothing.. too extravagant or anything. and definitely nothing as meaningful as the gifts you’ve brought me.”
“a gift..? for me?” the brother whispers into her hair before pressing a gentle kiss onto her skull.
“mmm,” bahiyyih nods. “a friend of mine wanted to get a crown and didn’t have any coins as payment, so i agreed to a trade.”
as she finishes her sentence, the moonlight flickers onto a piece of jewelry in her hand. jewelry was definitely a rare find in their small village, and one look at the necklace with a star pendant, kai deemed it uniquely beautiful.
he reaches for the necklace gently, as if scared to ruin it to pieces with his unruly strength, “it’s so beautiful, hiyyih.”
she helps him put it on and smiles, “now when you’re out late at night exploring for resources for us, you can look at the necklace and still feel at home.”
“what do you mean you don’t care if you get hurt?” taehyun rises from his spot next to beomgyu, a hint of confusion and anger lingering on his face and tone of voice. “how can you say something like that, yn? we’re trying our best to get you home safely, you can’t disregard that no matter how you feel.”
you hesitate for a moment before replying, “i am not trying to disregard the care you have for me. i understand you want me safe. but i need to get home. i can’t wait any longer if it means bringing all of you pain.”
the heaviness in your heart becomes stronger despite your emotions being let out into the open, “i don’t like how much stress i’ve caused here. i want to get home.”
“okay, i understand what you mean, yn. but the point isn’t about getting you there safely or not,” yeonjun stands up from the sofa this time, eyebrows furrowed. “it is about getting you there to begin with. we are not even sure if our theories are correct. they are just speculation. what if you do get injured and it was all for nothing?”
“then at least we tried something!” you yell, nearly interrupting the fairy in front of you.
that brings another silence into the room.
your sudden desperation to leave was alarming to everyone. you seemed happy here and despite what occurred with beomgyu, none of the boys really understood why you needed to leave so urgently.
“this isn’t just about getting home so we don’t get hurt, isn’t it?” beomgyu speaks up and softly at that, finally getting on his feet to approach you. “talk to us, yn. tell us the real reason you feel so desperate to return to your home in these uncertain conditions.”
you swallow thickly in attempt to down the lump that is stuck in your throat, your eyes avoiding the five pairs staring straight at you awaiting a response. but nothing comes from your mouth. that sense of urgency is so clear within the room, but no one senses your next actions.
instead of leaning onto the boys who have shown you nothing but kindness and admiration, you run out the door.
“yn!”
you don’t turn back to see who reacts first. you can’t stomach the pain this impulse decision could cause and you try to convince yourself that you don’t care who follows after you.
“no... as i have iterated several times, getting this file submitted is an urgent matter and no time should be wasted on it any longer.”
phone call after phone call after phone call. that’s all preschool-aged you would see your father doing for most of every day you lived. phone calls you didn’t quite understand. phone calls you associated with your father ignoring you for a very long while.
all you wanted to do was see if your father was free to play, but with any phone call of his, you were met with a raised finger and a close of a door.
“yes, i indeed have the book in my hands. i thought there were several copies of it, why does the association need mine in particular?”
even behind closed doors you could still hear the phone calls at hand. these conversations were never quiet, as if your father did not care of what you could hear, especially with you at that age.
of course, as your grew older, he was more discreet about his job and less open about his phone calls.
“look, i do not mind giving access to my knowledge or to any of the classified information i have acquired. but i would really appreciate if i was told what for.”
preschool-aged you didn’t understand some of the words during these phone calls— words like ‘classified’ or ‘association’. all you really wanted to do was to play with your father.
so you sat right next to the door like you always do, in hopes that the phone call would end and the door would open up before the pretend tea got too cold for everyone to enjoy.
“you want access to my child’s dna? did i hear that correctly? i apologize, sir, but my child is not even of age yet. i understand that it is standard protocol for all children of fairy hunters, but they are not even 5 years of age. what could possibly be needed for someone so young?”
you smile happily as the warm teddy bear sits on your lap, you singing songs to it to drown out any of the anger and stress that blossomed from your father’s phone calls.
singing songs to your toys was your second favorite play activity, just behind the tea party you couldn’t wait to enjoy.
“…alright. i suppose the tracking situation has helped me in the past and could help yn eventually. it is also useful for me in case something goes awry. i’ll accept these circumstances as long as you don’t make it painful for them, you hear me?”
yeonjun with those stupidly kind eyes and a cute mole underneath one. the changling who saw you at your worst and held you when you needed it most. the man who stayed up for hours on end to find even a sliver of evidence that could help you get home. with his stupid words of encouragement and stupid touches of admiration.
soobin with his stupidly cute smile and beautifully toned skin. with his amazing way with the animals on the island. the man has been nothing but home to you since you arrived. with his stupidest soft lips that make you crave more of his attention. and his easy conversations that makes you want to dive into deeper ones.
beomgyu with his stupid dependence on you that you can’t help but feel so utterly loving towards. the man who has seen through all your emotions and worked so hard to ground you in times that you needed it most. the one who sacrificed so much just to get one inch of information.
taehyun with his knowledgeable mind and stupid, but honest way with words. the fairy who has shown you forgiveness despite you being so stubborn against. the man with such protectiveness over you, that you can’t help but just want to be with him until eternity. with his stupid love for journals and diaries that make you want to scream in awe.
and kai. sweet sweet kai with his faith in family and love. with his stupid words that make you feel like you finally belong somewhere when all you’ve known was being an outsider. the man who has silently kept you at bay this entire time and quietly watched you under the moonlight as a protector.
it’s so stupid. so very stupid how much you love them.
you love them and you admit it to yourself as rain pools into the mud your feet has been trudging against since you left the fairies’ home. your eyes sting from the mix of tears and rainwater, but you push on.
the cards dealt to your hands was nothing you had ever dreamed about. never would you have imagined yourself on a remote island with no where to go and no way home. never would you have imagined yourself near any sort of magical creature. and never would you have imagined yourself in love with five different men who’ve shown you how much it means to care for someone.
you couldn’t bear to confess this to them and the sense of urgency to leave only increases as you get closer and closer to the sanded beach.
it was true that you didn’t care about getting hurt. you did not care if it was too soon to set sail to a destination you had no idea of. and with everything wrong that has ever happened in your life, the sense of urgency was just you wanting to run away from the truth yet again.
you wanted to leave this stupid life on this island with the five beautiful and amazing men that you’ve grown to love.
step. step. step.
the squelching sound of the mud dies down and is replaced with soft steps in wet sand. whether or not the boat is ready is no matter to you as you grab the paddles laying next to where the forest meets the sand.
“yn!”
they continue to call for you, continue to reach for you when you so desperately need them to stop.
you can’t love them. you just can’t.
everything always seems to go wrong, which is why you increase the rate of your steps towards the boat.
they were a perfect family before you stepped in and began to induce stress and trauma. how could you want to stay in a place you did not clearly belong?
you weren’t a gentle fairy like them. you were human.
a fairy hunter’s child.
a monster.
an outsider.
a murderer.
these adjectives to describe you loom over your head and pound into your brain as you finally reach the boat. your breath is heavy and the combination of tears and rain only begin to fill your eyes even more.
the weather seems to increase in intensity as what was just a mere raincloud is now a thunderstorm. you took this as a sign to work even more quicker. despite knowing you leaving would hurt the boys, staying here any longer that could cause them more hurt was something you can’t handle the thought of.
you wanted to take your chances on this theory working.
“yn!” they call for you again, but you don’t listen.
the rate of your heart increases and you begin to lose feeling in your limbs with the coldness of the rain and wind. despite this, you manage to lock the paddles in place.
it was perfect. how everything was working out so well for you to finally leave this place. the boat seemed ready, the boys too far to stop you, and the rain not ceasing. but as you turn around to face the ocean, you see it receding into itself, a telltale sign of high tides to come.
“high tides, yn! high tides! get out of there!” yeonjun screams, but it’s no use.
by the time you have processed what was happening, the tide rushes in faster than you’re able to make it off the boat. it floods the entirety of it and more, causing the boat to shatter against its strength.
the sudden presence of the wave gives you no time to prepare for breathing, and your lungs feel pain as water fills them with each watery breath you accidentally take.
it was like destiny was keeping you here on the island. for what reason, you didn’t know and you didn’t care as you weakly cough out any water still left in your lungs. your vision blurred and you attempted to crawl to safety where the boys lingered, reaching your hand out to one of them.
any of them.
you cough out more water and the blurred figures in front of you still as you try to breathe in more oxygen. unable to make out all five of them, you solely focus on the one closest to you.
beomgyu is it? you can’t tell.
your breathing continues to heave, the thunderstorm above all of you making it difficult to supply your lungs with precious oxygen.
“b-beomie!” you call out and as you do so, you see his eyes widen large and his body stops moving closer to you.
it is then when a sharp pain fills your temple and all you see is black.
note: i have finished school so prepare for more consistent updates :3 i hope you love this chapter. i am so happy to be writing glitter again :( my heart is so full right now you dont even know.
interactive game— inspired by the ones found on tiktok!
rules . . !
a decision screen will be prompted to you in which you must make a choice. depending on your choice, you will receive a certain amount of hearts.
-X hearts: negative/bad choice -> subtract this from your current heart count
0 hearts: neutral choice -> add nothing to your current heart count
+X hearts: positive/good choice -> add this to your current heart count
after making your decision, please click the link to the answer sheet to see how many hearts you have received. do this without looking at future decision results!
please keep up with your score! at the end of several decision screens, you will see how well the date went depending on how many hearts you received! happy romancing <3
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game . . start !
today is your first date with soobin! here are five hearts for you to take care of, make sure you increase the chemistry between you two without choosing bad choices.
decision one
before your first date, soobin sent you a message to confirm the details.
soob: hey, we’re still on for 7pm tonight right?
a: you: yup! 7pm. i’ll pick you up, so be ready :)
b: you: yesss 7 still works for me! meet you there?
c: (30 minutes later) you: yes! sorry for answering so late, didn’t see your message until now!
answer sheet
decision two
oh no! the both of you are in the car, but the nervous tension can be felt through the silence. what will you do to ease the awkwardness?
a: you let him choose whatever music he wants to play, silently listening, but also encouraging him to jam
b: you both talk through what music you like best, filling the silence with a comfortable talk with your music tastes!
c: you sit through the silence, occassionally asking him small talk questions
answer sheet
decision three
for your first activity of the night, soobin decides to show you around his favorite walking spot. you stand next to each other and look out at the beautiful night sky.
a: “you’re gorgeous— i.. i mean.. it’s gorgeous! the sky is gorgeous!”
b: “i never thought i’d see something as beautiful as you.”
c: “the sky is stunning, soobin. thank you for taking me here.”
answer sheet
decision four
you felt a brush of a finger against your pinky. not knowing if the skinship was intentional, you…
a: brush your own pinky finger against his
b: get flustered and move your hand away
c: link pinky fingers with him
answer sheet
decision five
deciding to head to the nearest convenience store to pick up some ingredients and snacks, soobin offers to push the cart for you.
a: “thank you, soobin. you’re so kind.”
b: “are you sure? i can push it! i really don’t mind.”
c: you smile and let him push the cart for you without saying much.
answer sheet
decision six
soobin drives you back to his place, nervously asking you several… several… several times if it’s okay with you.
a: “soobin.. it’s okay. it’s okay,” you laugh softly. “it’s not like i haven’t been over before.”
b: “of course it’s okay. i trust you completely.”
c: “the real question is.. if you’re okay with that, soob.”
answer sheet
decision seven
soobin expresses his huge interest in baking, passionately venting about his future dream of opening a cafe.
a: you nod while listening, giving him a soft smile when he looks up at you.
b: getting invested in his passion, you begin to ask him what type of things he would like to sell.
c: not really acknowledging his vent, you give him a passionate vent of your own dreams.
answer sheet
decision eight
at the end of the night, soobin drops you off back at your place. his finger brushing against your cheekbone slightly before pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.
a: “i had a very nice night, soobin. thank you for everything.”
b: you smile at him, eyes looking into his while you reciprocate the kiss to his cheek before waving goodbye.
c: the kiss gets you flustered and you rush inside after mumbling a quick, nervous goodbye.
answer sheet
decision nine
once you’re home, you decide to check your phone once more before heading to bed. you unlock it to see several pictures sent from soobin.
soob: maybe next time you can meet tori??
a: you: i would love to meet her :( she’s looks so precious
b: you: i can’t wait <3
c: you: yes yes yes PLEASE she looks so soft :D
answer sheet
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heart count . . !
how well did your date go? let’s see!
0 to 7 hearts: unfortunately, soobin did not have a great date with you :( despite this, he would definitely still love to continue as friends!
8 to 19 hearts: your date with soobin went well! there are some things that could be worked on like filling in some silence or communicating more and equally with each other. despite this, soobin’s feelings still remain as strong as when he confessed :D
20+ hearts: soobin had the best date ever with you! a perfect perfect date, you could say. his feelings only grew as time with you went on and he’s already seeing and planning a bright future for you and your relationship with him <3
thank you for playing! please share your result :3
warnings: gn!reader x bts, soft thought + headcanon style <3, best friends to lover-esk, slightly angst but mostly fluff!! taehyung’s mentions both him and reader going out for drinks & him being drunk
note: requested by anonie — this was requested so long ago i apologize so deeply T^T also lets not point out the fact that i said this would release like a week ago…
namjoon is definitely the best friend who would enjoy just reading in the same vicinity as you while you do your own hobbies <3 he likes to think of it as bonding, and honestly quality time to him would be one of his discreet love languages towards you without him actually giving away his feelings.. he particularly loves it when you lay your head on his lap and take a nap while he reads.. but the second he hears that soft snore of yours, be sure to know he isn't reading anymore. instead he has his hands tangling in your hair, scratching your scalp soothingly as you slept. these vulnerable moments of yours where he knows you arent listening are the moments where he does confess his love, whether through the small actions of kissing your forehead or rambling under his breath how fucking beautiful and amazing you are.
for seokjin, it would be so so obvious that he's in love with you... to the point where it becomes not obvious, if you know what i mean. he plays around with you jokingly, teasing you so much that the both of you end up in fits of laughter. he definitely isnt afraid to speak his mind about how beautiful you look on a certain day, but of course you take it as him being extra nice and extra friendly that day. i think eventually it would get somewhat frustrating with you not taking any of his hints and how oblivious you are to how much he clearly likes you. and it probably takes the other members to talk to you about it for you to even get a hint of jin liking you. it would get to the point where he truly believed you didn't see him in that way and it would honestly crush his heart :< but once you do make that connection, the two of you would be a blushing mess
on the contrary, i think yoongi would hide his feelings as much as he can <3 opting to be your friend for a lifetime rather than ruin a perfectly good friendship for something that might not even be true love (on your side). being by your side even if it means waking up at near dawn, being the shoulder you could cry on no matter the situation because he is the most non-judgmental person ever. he doesn’t share his feelings for you with anyone either.. he knows your mutual friends always look at you both like you already were a couple, but with one mention from your lip that you’re seeing someone can bring those assumptions down real quick. and he’s as supportive as he could be. despite his feelings for you growing with every second that passes, he supports you. and it’s with that support that you end up falling for him too
hoseok knows how to read a room, and knows when it is appropriate to show his affection for you. and that is definitely not in public. his hands wrapped around your waist as he whines about how sleepy he is one night while over at your place makes you question what the two of you even are. sneaky glances and subtle touches in public, but long caresses and chaste kisses to your forehead and cheeks— anywhere but your lips, really. the lines between friend and lover begins to blur and it becomes really hard for the two of you to just classify each other as best friends.. but lovers isn’t appropriate either..? the both of you falling for each other in secret is a complicated and long process, and neither of you really know how to be sure of it or ask the other.. just flirtatious moments while alone and more subtle ones in public <3
i feel for jimin, he really knows how to love really deeply. he’d fall first and definitely fast, especially with a friend he really cares about. it hurts him in the beginning because how does he tell the one person that’s precious to him about his feelings? but he learns to accept your friendship for how it is and kind of just lives and loves in the moment and tries not to worry about whatever he has going on internally, even if it’s not a good way to cope. because of this, his feelings would be more obvious as times go on.. instead of hiding his feelings like he thought he was, he was showcasing them. subtly enough to leave you questioning, but obvious enough to make your heart flutter. buying you food and flowers without you even asking, giving you random hugs and immediately cuddling you when you want some affection :( just a puppy boyfriend-not-so-boyfriend, following you around everywhere like you’re his world
taehyung, as romantic as he would be with his actual lover, he’d be as platonic as he possibly could with his friends. inviting you out to eat or to hang out like normal, but one night specifically makes him widen his eyes and view you so differently. he doesn’t know if it was the beer, or maybe the way you tilt your head while you smile, or the way your eyes sparkle in the moonlight. what starts off as a nice catch up at both of your favorite local bar ends up being the night he fell in love. getting you home safely and laying in bed.. trying to sleep, but he can’t— images of you flood his mind and he begins to revisit every single memory that he has with you, now viewing it with such a different perspective that he begins to feel those feelings as he sobers up. texting you probably after a week of being unable to handle not seeing you, wondering if you’d make your next hangout a date instead <3
i like to think that jungkook would love easily as well. it would be hard for him to truly open up to someone, but once it gets there, it’s like he can’t stop. he adores being able to be vulnerable with someone who cares for him as much as he cares for them. he would love easily at that point, falling for the vulnerable and raw you more so than the way you want others to perceive you. being his best friend would open up so many doors to self love and healing that your heart begins to open up for him too. he would call you over to his place, maybe to build a mew lego set or to watch a film in your pajamas, but it leads to the both of you facing each other on the bed, having one of your late night deep conversations. his hand caressing your cheek as you open up about stress to him, his small whispers of admiration and strength as you calm down.. giving you a small peck on the lips towards the end, to which you go back in for more <3
warning: nanami kento x gn!reader, might be a lil ooc?? maybe??? but i did try my best! its my first nanami work so yeah lol, takes place in the jjk universe - reader is mentioned to be a grade 1 sorcerer and an instructor, mentions of starting a family, that’s it i think! :D hope you enjoy!!
wc: 1k
absolutely loves when you call him hubby
doesn’t make a huge deal of it, but inside, he’s a blushing mess that doesn’t know what to do… definitely would squeeze your cheeks if he let his thoughts turn into actions mhm
doesn’t show much pda, not a big fan of it, but if it is needed, he will show his possessiveness if anyone tries to hit on/flirt with you
simple things like: pressing a gentle kiss on your temple, a hand on your lower back, or maybe even just calling you love in front of the other person
nothing too overwhelming, but would leave the other person backing away from you,, and you a flustered mess next to him
i got those ice creams for us, my love.. he approaches with two cones in his hands, not giving a glance to the man in front of you. he hands you one with a gentle smile and finally looks at the man. and you are?
it isnt what kento said, but the way he said it that made the stranger scurry away
hates it when gojo makes his way to you
kento knows its all fun and games, but the way gojo gets so close to you, just to see his reaction is not fun
satoru, leave my partner alone. he’d say with barely contained frustration, but the smoke coming from his ears is clear as day
when at home, kento loves to watch you cook/bake.. or if you’re not too good at it, he loves to see you try your hardest!
your concentration face makes him swoon and fall in love with you all over again
and even if the food turns out burned to a crisp, he’ll make sure you never feel bad about that <3
loves seeing you with the students from jujustu high
the way you’re kind, but strict with them in your instruction.. the way you care for them enough to tell them their weaknesses without being overly rude about it.. and the way the students just view you with so much fondness
it just makes him want to start a family with you. (but ofc he’d respect your decision if that’s not in the cards for you)
hell he’d respect anything you do!! such a quiet but supportive hubby :(
would buy you flowers after you come home from every mission,, would send you texts cheering you on as you’re away,, would boast to yuji how good of a sorcerer you are
to which yuji begins to tease him and his ears get all red
he doesn’t like to admit it but he loves talking about you
it wouldnt be so direct though..
for instance lets say kento and satoru were walking and talking about how difficult of a mission they were just on
your husband would definitely just go (insert your abilities here) were so useful. it helped daze the curse for a couple of seconds so we could attack from behind.
like him bringing you up in the most rationale and relevant way to the conversation, but definitely putting you on a high pedestal because that’s his partner yk
speaking of missions,,,
i truly do think kento would be the one to worry constantly about you. he knows you’re able to do things on your own, he’s seen you fight and he know the odds are always in your favor
but when you come home with a scratch on your cheekbone or a bruised up leg,, it only reinforces his worry that he isn’t there to protect you.
yes you both might be on the same level of socery and realistically he understands that he would have been in a similar situation had it been him on that mission
but he cherishes you more than anything else in the world
i’m sure if it would have been worse, he’d make sure you both retire so that you’d finally be able to live peaceful, civilian lives
anyways before i cry lets move on…
you and kento would probably have met in some cozy space like the bakery he used to stop by when he was corporate slave
maybe a meet cute where you both touch the same loaf of bread that is the last one on display <3
at first he’s not inclined to give it to you and take the deliciousness for himself, but when your fingers touch and he finally sees you….
oh.. uh.. sorry. you can have it. i’ll have a look at other available selections
when it comes to overtime, there was once a different reason behind his hatred for it, but now he’d prefer to finish things off to get home to you
of course sometimes that doesn’t happen and he’s thankful for the binding vow that allows him to crush his opponents with his increased strength in overtime
but no matter what time of day it is, overtime or not, all he can think about is getting home to you
once he is finally at home and both of you are exhausted from a long day,,
he draws a bath for the both of you, putting in your favorite scents for relaxation
soft touches of his hands against your skin as he washes you quietly
no speaking, no words needed for times like these
just the two of you soaking in the presence of the other and enjoying yourselves before another mission takes up the time you could have spent with each other
and he falls asleep holding you close those nights
his head against your neck, lips touching your skin slightly as his breath makes you shiver in goosebumps
you fall asleep soon after… how could you not, when your husband is holding you so closely?
warning: prince!taehyun x gn civillian!reader, modern royalty au, some angst, some fluff, th calls reader beautiful once, calls them my love a lot, “would you still love me if i were a worm?”
ʚɞ he knows he’s the reason for your sleepless nights. he knows he’s causing you pain with destroying your garden, but he finds it difficult to stop. determined with love, water fairy yeonjun tries his hardest to make you look his way.
ʚɞ cw: sfw but yandere-esk yj, heavy rainfall that lead to flooding, mentions of death.. um it’s not really edited but i hope you enjoy
ʚɞ part of the fairy chapter: txt event pls check out other works in this event here
ʚɞ wc: 1.2k
rustling leaves right outside of the garden is all you heard right before the down pour of rain. not an ounce of gray clouds in the sky a few minutes prior, yet the amount of rain that began to land on you was extraordinary.
sighing from the window as you dry off your clothes as much as you could, you knew that perfectly growing batch of strawberries met their demise within seconds. it hurt your soul, but what more could you do but wait for the rain to pass?
you placed your wet clothes to the side while you got changed into a fresh set of laundry. it was when you pulled your shirt over your head when you noticed all the lights in the cottage go out.
great.. even the electricity is done for.
did you really understand why you were so unlucky that day? no, but you didn’t let it ruin your much needed nights rest.
except not even a week later, the same sequence happens again.
the crunch of sticks nearby followed by the vast change in weather and then another portion of your garden ruined. the cycle repeats week after week and by the fourth time, you’ve given up on your garden altogether.
it was difficult to find produce for a reasonable price at the market, but with the weird weather, you had no other choice.
“see anything you like?” a man your age looks at you while you browse his fresh vegetable selection at the saturday market that’s further in town.
you laugh softly as you grab a couple of everything, “how did you find an area to grow everything? my garden has been in shambles for the past month or two. down pour every single week.”
“what a shame…” is all he answers with, watching your hands with a sort of care that only loved ones give. “a beauty like you shouldn’t have to worry so much about getting her hands dirty, you know.”
“i like to break traditional norms,” you smile and hand him the basket full of a variety of vegetables to last a good two weeks.
the man glances at the basket and gives you a fond grin, “on the house, beautiful.”
the next couple of weeks were even more torture as you begin to experience heavy rainfall. what bites the dust is the fact that none of neighbors have had rain for a while.
then again they do live a couple of miles away from you.
“oh, it’s you.” the man from the market rolls his cart towards your door, feet sticking to the mud of the road. “didn’t think anyone lived this far.”
“yeah, well… i quite like how lonely it is down here,” you laugh, glancing at the delicious fruit he had rolling around. “headed to another market?”
“i’m headed home actually, but if you’d like some berries, feel free to grab a basket full.”
you don’t hesitate— grabbing as many fresh blueberries and strawberries to last you a good while. taking a bite out of one makes your tastebuds explodes, and you nearly moan from how delicious the berry is.
“delicious aren’t they?” the man gives you a small grin.
“very… not too sweet, but not too tart either,” smiles you, having another bite of the fruit. “thank you so much, umm…”
“yeonjun. you can call me yeonjun,” he offers his hand, to which you happily take, shaking it eagerly.
“thank you so much, yeonjun.”
every day since then you see yeonjun pass by your cottage at the same exact time, from the same place and to his home, as usual. seeing him everyday feels like a routine and slowly, but surely you begin to enjoy his presence.
he never stops by for too long, leaving the talk short and sweet. yet somehow he always tends to miss the rain that falls upon your home.
after a week of nightly rains, you complain to him.
“i just don’t understand how my house, out of everyone’s here, is the only one getting rain at night,” you sigh, opening the door for him in case he’d like to come inside.
usually he’d decline, but interested in your story he makes his way to the couch, “no one nearby gets rain?”
“no!” you sigh, pouring him some tea from the plants you managed to grow inside the cottage. “they don’t see or hear anything, yet it gets so flooded outside that i have to wait hours just to leave out the front door.”
yeonjun’s face is unreadable, or well, indescribable. it was like a mix of surprise, knowing, guilt, and desire. something that you overlooked from being a bit confused.
he takes a sip of your tea. “have you had this problem before?”
you shake your head, pouring a mug for yourself this time, “and it’s always the same cycle, too. i’d say bye to you and then head to my backyard to hopefully find a dry spot of land. but then i get distracted by a sound in the forest, and then boom! it’s raining. it’s almost as if a fairy is controlling the weather.”
you begin to laugh, thinking yeonjun would be in on the joke, but all he does is sit there and stare out the window that overlooks your ruined garden.
“i’m sorry,” he looks at you with a hint of sorrow. “i couldn’t help it, my love. you’re just too irresistible.”
the stare you gave him, not only for the nickname, but also for his apology, has yeonjun getting onto his knees.
“please,” yeonjun begs you. “i-i did everything. i ruined your garden. i made it rain so much. i needed you to need me the way i need you.”
“i.. i don’t understand,” you let out a small chuckle from confusion. “what do you mean you did everything?”
“i’m a fairy,” he whispers, as if it’s a secret that should have been with him until he died. “i noticed you stopped coming to the market one day months ago. i looked forward to your beautiful face amongst the crowd and so i followed you home.”
sucking in a breath, you stand up from your seat, ready to kick this man out of your home.
“wait! i-i.. i fully intended on knocking but then i saw you tending to your garden and i got jealous. how could you? how could you spend more time with stupid strawberries than coming to see me? don’t you understand how much i love you?” he cries, nearly yelling towards the end of his explanation.
“i don’t owe you anything, yeonjun. please leave,” you whisper with dread. it hurt to kick your new friend out of your home like this. but his behavior made you uncomfortable. it made you sick.
“no!” he yells and stands up to cup your cheeks. “l-love me. love me, please. you’re everything to me. i’ll even make it up to you, please! fairies have a purpose in this world, and i can’t go back to controlling the rain or oceans. i need my purpose to be you.”
ʚɞ hellooooo i’m kinda sorta back to writing :) have had a busy schedule for a good while but i’m motivated now to write and continue fics i’m proud of and would love to finish <33
