A/N: I didn't have internet while writing this, I was bored, I was tired, still am tired, but... this didn't turn out too bad, I feel like I'm rusty after not writing for almost a full year. I am currently working on a Lee Know / Lee Minho angst. (Friends to lovers) So please be patient with me while I try to distract myself with writing from my horrible situation currently.
Prompt: “I’m tired and my bed feels so empty without you here.”
Warnings: Kinda fluff, not full fluff.
W/C: 1K
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Age Warning: No age warning applies to this.
You roll onto your side for the hundredth time that night and let out a frustrated sigh, you grip onto the sheets as your face scrunches up in frustration. You keep your eyes shut, hoping it would eventually cause you to fall asleep, but to no avail, you let out another sigh and you once again roll over before grabbing your phone to look at the same.
00:24
You had been trying to fall asleep for the past two hours, but it was like something was missing from your bed, or more like someone. Seoho has been gone for over a year for his military service and you struggled to get used to sleeping alone for so long, usually when you struggled to fall asleep, he would come over and keep you company until you both fell asleep.
You open the message app and tap on his name, you begin typing, not even sure if he had his phone with him or if he was allowed to answer, but it was worth a shot to try.
‘Are you awake?’
You press send and lock your phone, lowering your arm as you wait for a response, hoping that you would get one, otherwise you weren’t sure what you were going to do to fall asleep. Your phone lights up and vibrates you get a message and you move quickly to see if it was him.
‘What’s wrong?’
‘Can I call you, please?’
‘Give me two minutes.’
That usually meant that he was inside the facility and it would take him a few minutes to make his way outside where he could freely talk to you without disturbing anyone else. The seconds tick by, and it feels like it’s taking too long as you wait for him to let you know that you can call. You’re not sure why you had such nights where it was so difficult to fall asleep, but ever since you had met Seoho and he came over the first time, you found yourself drifting to sleep much faster and easier when he was with you.
‘Okay.’
You instantly dial his number and move your phone to your ear, listening to ring for a moment before you hear his voice answering, you close your eyes as you take a moment to let it echo in your mind, how you missed him and hearing his voice.
“What’s wrong?” Concern is laced in his tone, he needed to be sure that you were all right first before anything else.
“Everything is fine, I’m all right,” You answer. “I’m just… I can’t sleep, again,” You sigh as you push yourself into a sitting position on the bed. “It’s like something is keeping me awake again…”
“Did something happen during the day?” He wanted to rule out everything possible, maybe someone upset you during the day, maybe something had happened that made you overthink.
“No, no, nothing that stands out,” You say. “I’m… just, I’m tired and my bed feels empty without you here,” You were pretty sure that the reason you couldn’t sleep is because you hadn’t seen him in months. “I miss you, Seoho…”
“I miss you too,” His voice softer now. “It’s almost finished and then I’ll be back,” Thank gosh it was only a few months left, but you really missed him, and wished time wouldn’t go as slow as it was. “And then we can spend as much time together,” How you would absolutely love that. “Go on plenty of dates too, and then at night I can make sure your bed is never empty,” A small smile pulls at your lips as you think about it, you couldn’t wait to do all of those things with him again.
“The months need to speed up, it’s taking too long for it to become reality,” You say. “It feels like I’m deprived of you, like my energy is slowly draining out from me…” You knew you sounded dramatic, but you didn’t care.
“We can’t have that happening, can you hold on just for a while longer?” He asks, playing along with your dramatic act. “Otherwise, I don’t know what I’m going to do once I get to see you.”
“I suppose I can hold out a little longer,” You dramatically sigh. “What is a few more months?” You hear him chuckle over the line and your smile widens, you couldn’t wait to hear it in person and not just over the phone. “How are you doing? Is everything still going okay?”
“Hmm, everything is still okay, military is… well, military, not fun, not nice, but I’m getting through,” He says. “At least it’s almost over,” You nod your head silently agreeing with him. “It just feels like it takes so long, time moves slowly for me too.”
“It’s like it’s slowing down,” You mutter. “Purposely,” He can’t help but chuckle, you were so pouty over the phone with him. “But hopefully it can speed up now, it’s practically down hill from here, now.”
“It is,” He agrees. “Hopefully once we blink I’ll be back and you will be in my arms again, not having any troubles falling asleep,” You really hoped that the time will go by that quickly. “Ah, I have to go,” You could hear his footsteps in the background as he begins making his way back towards the building. “I will call you tomorrow.”
“Okay, sleep well, Seoho,” You say. “And thank you for letting me call you this late.”
“No need to apologise, you know you don’t need to apologise, I don’t mind you calling me at any time,” He says. He never minded when you called. “I love you, and I hope you can manage to sleep well.”
“I love you too, and I will try, bye,” You say and barely hear him say bye before the line disconnects. You let out a sigh and look at the time, you hadn’t realised so much time had passed during the call, almost an entire hour had passed. You put your phone down on your nightstand and lay back on the bed, you close your eyes feeling more tired than you did earlier, just maybe… you started to think before you dozed off for the night.
Warnings: strong language and touching without consent (kind of)
Word count: 788
Summary: You and Ravn have been friends since elementary school, best friends to be exact. Nothing more. One night you attend a party together and things start to get interesting.
Requested: Yes! <3
"Shut up!" you scream across the college campus. "I didn't sleep with my teacher to get better grades. I just happen to be a lot smarter than you," sticking out your tongue towards Ravn. "In your dreams." he laughs. "No seriously, you know i have been waiting for the one." you blush a bit. Ravn nods and awkwardly follows you into a building.
About 2 hours pass and you're now on your way to your dorm with Ravn behind you like a lost puppy. "Need something? You know i'm going to get ready for the party tonight, you don't expect me to change in front of you do you?" a giggle escapes your mouth. "Hell no, i'd rather take the quiz we just had again" he turns around quickly before saying one more thing. "I'll pick you up at 8."
Water running down your back, you relax and start singing a song that just came on the radio. You're interrupted by a loud knocking on your door. "Shit is it 8 already? No way." Quickly looking at your phone you panick. "7:55 pm, he's early!" Just in a towel, you run to open the door before you realize what you're actually wearing. Ravn opens his mouth about to say something but you immediately shut the door in his face. "Just wait a bit! I'll be ready in no time," you shout as you're opening your closet. Thank god mom took you shopping last month because otherwise, you'd have nothing to wear. It took you about 10 minutes to get ready but at this point, you're late anyway. Ravn had knocked on you like 5 times during that time but you ignored him. Finally, it's time to go, you open the door. Ravn had a whole speech prepared because you had left him waiting, but now that he's seen you he's left speechless. You clear your throat and he snaps out of his thoughts. "Right yeah ok let's go," he says with a blank face.
The music is so loud you can barely think. Parties weren't your cup of tea but you promised your mom you'd socialize a bit more. She's tired of seeing you alone every time you and Ravn fight. "I'm gonna get us something to drink, wait here!" Ravn shouts, you were about to ask him to repeat himself since you didn't hear a thing but he already left. Standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room a guy you've never met before approaches you. "Hey there sweetheart, why are you standing here all alone? Such a pretty thing shouldn't be left by itself in a place like this, don't you think?" he touches your cheek and you flinch. You can't say a word though, you're all frozen because his hand is already on your waist trying to go lower. "Get the fuck away from them!" Even tho the music is so loud you can hear these words clearly. Ravn is standing right behind that guy with two cups in his hands. He throws them down not thinking about anything but what's happening in front of his eyes. " I said back off, you asshole. Why do you think you can touch someone without their consent?" he screams once again. "What makes you think i don't have their consent huh?" says the creep cockily. "Well first off anyone could tell by their face that they're super uncomfortable and second they're here with me, so back the fuck off." Before anyone else could reply to that he punches the guy right in the middle of his face, takes your hand, and runs out. You still haven't said a word, purely because of shock.
Once you're far enough Ravn finally stops and looks at you. He's expecting some kind of reaction from you but since he doesn't get it he starts talking himself. "Ok look i'm sorry i was so aggressive just now but i couldn't just stand there and look at him touching you like that. No one can touch you like that, only me." he blurs out not thinking, then it hits him. "Uhh only if you'd want me to of course. Fuck what am i saying." he turns around and tries to calm himself down. "I would," you say. "What?" he turns back to you, eyes wide. "I would want that. Actually, i've been crushing on you for a while now." you're a blushing mess. "Jesus why haven't you said that sooner, i could've done this ages ago." he takes your face in his hands, about to get closer but he waits for your approval. You nod, still blushing like crazy. Your lips touch for the first time, definitely not for the last though.
I hope this is at least a little bit like the person who requested this imagined! <3 If you liked it feel free to reblog!
okay. you're getting the first ever oneus piece on this blog. ENJOY
Youngjo loosens his tie as he enters the room, smiling a little when he sees you laying on the couch. He pauses as he gives you a once over, his eyes moving from your feet, up your bare legs, and continuing up to your breasts. He licks his lips as he stares at your breasts, which are visible through your t-shirt.
You look up from your phone with a smile, shifting so you are sitting up. “Hey! I was waiting up for you,” you tell him as he moves to stand in front of you. You set your phone aside as you shift so you’re on your knees, on the cushion, and reach for his tie. You tug him closer and grin as you press your lips to his.
“You didn’t have to. It’s late,” he says as he pulls back slightly. He tips his head to look you over again, sliding one hand up your leg and underneath your pajama shorts, so it was resting on your ass. He looks at you with a cocked eyebrow, slightly surprised to find bare skin under his hand. “No panties, baby girl?”
Pink tinges your cheeks as you let out a small laugh, shaking your head a little. “Not when I’m wearing pajamas,” you reply in a quiet voice.
Youngjo’s other hand begins to move from your shoulder to your chest, pausing to brush your nipple through the fabric of your shirt, before sliding down your stomach. “Are you tired?” he asks, his fingers slipping underneath the waistband of your shorts.
“Um…” you pause as his fingers find your clit, your body instantly reacting. You pull in a sharp breath as his fingers spread you open, just enough for him to run one finger at your entrance. “I-- was,” you breath out, thoughts seemingly disappearing as he teases you.
“Oh, well, I should let you go to sleep then,” he says, pulling his hand from your shorts. He takes a step back with a smirk, knowing it was going to upset you.
You groan and grab his tie again, pulling him back to you.
He smirks and presses his lips against your ear. “Say it, and I’ll stay,” he whispers, his tone almost commanding.
“Keep going. Please,” you half whine, resting your forehead against his shoulder.
“Well, since you asked so nicely,” he replies, his hands returning to their previous activities.
soo may i ask oneus reaction to you tease them in front of the members 🥺
ravn/youngjo: would give you this very serious monotone look that to others, would seem like he wasn’t giving you any kind of reaction at all but to you, you know exactly what kind of look it is and it sends shivers down to your spine. he smirks at your reaction, knowing he won the game you started.
seoho: tries to hide how flustered he is, stares at you wide eyed and his ears going a little red. he’d quietly tell you to stop and pull your arm down to sit next to him or take your arms, legs or whatever off him and would whisper to you to beg you to stop. you’d feel sorry for him, giggling at how bashful he is. of course you’d cover him in kisses to make up for it.
leedo/gunhak: i think in front of the others he wouldn’t know what to do and would go extremely red, trying his best to not act effected by it, biting his lip to stop from saying anything that would satisfy your teasing. and just furrowing his brows and shaking his head as he watches you, trying so hard to not give in. he knows that you know what you’re doing. after he can’t take it anymore, he’ll just grab your wrist and squeeze it really tight as he pulls you closer. you know what’s going to happen when you’re alone later.
keonhee: 100% would just tease you back and would do it 10x worse, immediately making you flustered and put an end to your teasing. even worse, he’d act like he had no idea what you were doing or what he was doing, pretending to think you were just having a normal conversation. as soon as you give up and smack him playfully and pretend to be annoyed he'd just wink at you with a huge grin, happy with his success.
hwanwoong: i think would be similar to keonhee and would just tease you back, but instead he’d just say one sentence that he knows always makes your stomach drop, he’d just smile at you and get real close, saying it really quietly and innocently. your smile would immediately fall and your entire body would go warm as your face goes bright red. he’d giggle and give you a kiss on the cheek, loving how easily he effects you.
xion/dongju: even more shy than seoho, he would completely freeze up and not know what to do. he would grab your hands tight as he stutters when asking you what you want and why you’re teasing him, begging you to stop. he’d just get even more flustered and blush even more seeing you giggle at him. you’d feel bad and apologise quickly, getting him his favourite snack and peppering him in kisses to make up for it.
Summary: You can only meet your soulmate in your dreams and as soon as you wake up you forget about it, will you ever be able to find him?
Word Count: 1,368
A/N: For the person who requested this, first of all I’m very sorry that it took me so long to write this and I’m not sure if the way i wrote this is what you had in mind when you requested it, but I hope you still like it.
~Admin J
"Promise me Youngjo! Promise me you will remember me!" You whispered tears starting to blur your vision. Youngjo who was gently holding your face wiped them away using his thumb. "I promise. I will remember you and come find you." His voice was determined, but the both of you knew it wasn't as easy as it seemed.
You had been able to meet your soulmate in your dreams ever since you turned 16. However the trick of your soulmate bond was that just like regular dreams, you would forget everything once you woke up. It pained you everyday when you woke up and couldn't remember a single thing about the time you had spend with your soulmate.
Well, sometimes you were lucky and remembered little pieces of your meetings. For example the fact that your soulmate loved music and that he had a dog, but these clues helped very little in finding him.
However, as you were determined to find your soulmate, you started to write down every little detail that you remembered right after waking up.
You envied your friends that had simple soulmate bonds, like being connected by a red string or a matching tattoo. They often told you not to stress about your soulmate too much, when the time was right you would eventually meet.
That was easy for them to say, they weren't the ones meeting with their soulmate every night but forgetting about it in the morning. If only you could remember then maybe you could have been with him for years already.
This morning too, you woke up feeling dried tear stains on your face and lightly wiped them away.Before anything else you quickly took the little notebook from your bedside table to write down what you remembered.
A sentence repeated itself in your head various times. "Promise me ____! Promise me you will remember me!" It was your own voice sounding pretty desperate. There was a part that was cut off in the middle, surely you had said his name, but what was it again? It just didn't come back to your mind.
In frustration you almost threw the notebook across the room. How would you ever be able to find your soulmate, the one person in the universe that was destined to love you, when your stupid soulmate bond didn't let you remember anything about him.
Right now all you wanted was to go back to sleep, maybe you'd be able to see your soulmate again, but you couldn't afford to skip lectures. Slowly climbing out of the bed, you picked some comfy clothes to wear, before making a little bit of breakfast for yourself. It seemed like none of your dorm mates were up yet, since it was so quiet. Of course all of them were lucky and didn't have morning lectures today.
Before actually getting to campus you decided to go to the small coffee shop in the area, as you couldn't work the coffee machine back in your dorm without waking all the others up. "Y/N! The usual?" The pink haired barista asked upon seeing you enter and you nodded.
Hwanwoong and you had met in the beginning of the semester and became friends quickly. He had an easy going personality that you just clicked well with and his dorm mates were incredibly nice as well. While the two of you didn't share any classes it was still easy to see him around campus, as he was basically everywhere doing some part time work. The café and the library only a few of them.
You leaned against the counter as you watched Hwanwoong prepare your cup. "So how are the others? Is Dongju still doing his internship at the daycare?" You made a little small talk. "The others are good. Gunhak is currently trying to find a place for his internship. Dongju still has two weeks left with his." Hwanwoong took little breaks while talking, so he wouldn't have to scream over the sound of the coffee machine.
Hwanwoong leaned over the counter to hand you the cup and in exchange you handed him money, "Hey, by the way, our new dorm mate arrives this evening. Do you wanna come by? We're gonna buy some alcohol to celebrate his arrival." "Yeah sure I'm in." You agreed. Since you spent a lot of time in the boys' dorm it would only be right to introduce yourself to the newest member.
Your lectures were as boring as always and time seemed to move a lot slower than usual. When it was finally over, it felt like you had spent half your lifetime in that lecture hall. As you had promised to meet up with some of your friends to lunch you made your way to the crowded cafeteria. It wasn't hard to find them as you could hear Sunwoo and Chanhee bickering from miles away.
They greeted you when you sat down but went back to bickering about whatever soon after. Not much later more of your friends arrived and you started a conversation with Keonhee that had taken a seat next to you, "Y/N Hwanwoong said your coming over later to meet our new dorm mate, is that true?" "Yeah, I spend a lot of time at your dorm so it feels only right to introduce myself." Keonhee nodded understandingly.
After lunch you went back to your dorms, to find most of your dorm mates either at their lectures or part time jobs. You decided it was the perfect time to study some more pulled out some of your textbooks.
You didn't realize how invested you were in studying until one of your dorm mates knocked on your door. "Oh Chaewon? You're back early?" "Early? It's my normal time to get back." A look at the clock next to the door confirmed that in fact she was home at the usual time.
Shocked you jumped up from the seat at your desk, "Shit, I have to be at Hwanwoong's dorm in a bit, they're having a party for their newest dorm mate." You explained as you rushed to the fridge pulling out a pack of beer. "I can't go empty handed, I'll buy a new one tomorrow!" You promised before quickly making your way out the door as Chaewon shook her head with a smile at your antics.
When you arrived at the boys' dorm, you could already hear their voices in front of the door. Quickly typing in the password that Hwanwoong had entrusted you with a while ago. All eyes were on you as you entered the dorm. It was a bit embarrassing, but you bowed with a smile and greeted them."Y/N, I'm glad you could make it." Hwanwoong came to take the pack of beer from you and lead you to the others, "This is our newest dorm mate, his name is Youngjo." He pointed at the male sitting on the right side of the table.
As soon as your eyes met, you felt like you and Youngjo had met before, but you just couldn't place where. People often had deja-vu like that, still something about this felt different.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you." Youngjo stood up and held his hand out for you to shake. When your hand came in contact with his the world seemed to disappear for a while, it was only you two. Suddenly memories started to flood into your mind, memories of you and Youngjo in your dream space, talking to each other, hugging each other or crying with each other. Suddenly you remembered every single thing about your dreams. "Promise me Youngjo! Promise me you will remember me!" started echoing in your head again.
And that's when you realized, the person in front of you was your soulmate. Finally you had found the person you were desperately wishing to meet. A wave of emotion started crashing over you and tears started brimming in your eyes. "You found me!" The shaking of your voice was audible but Youngjo didn't seem to mind as he wrapped his arms around you. "I found you." He whispered in your ear with a smile as he stroked your back to calm you down.
✧ Oneus Hwanwoong x reader
✧ comfort blurb: insomnia
more comfort blurbs
You’re lying awake, staring at the dark ceiling above you. You’re not sure how long you’ve been trying to fall asleep, or how long it has been since you gave up on that. All you know is that while your body is very much tired and your eyelids feel heavy, your mind is wide awake. You let out a deep sigh, and then whisper to yourself,
“I should’ve known that I won’t be able to sleep tonight…” Just when you’re about to consider getting up and doing something more productive than just lying in bed and watching time tick by, you hear the rustling of the blanket next to you. As if you had woken him up, a sleepy Hwanwoong glances over, sitting up. He ruffles through his hair once, trying to force his half-open eyes to focus on you.
“Can’t sleep?” he mumbles, and you’re astonished at yourself for making out his slurred words. You shake your head and then give his pillow a pat with your hand to signal he should lie back down.
“It’s fine…” You try to play the tough one, but of course he doesn’t buy into it. He knows you better than anyone after all. So instead of just putting his head back on his pillow, he scoots over closer to you, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his face into your neck.
“Want me to sing you to sleep?” he offers, his voice still refusing to obey him completely.
“You can barely talk,” you chuckle, but he already started humming some melody into your ear. Feeling how the lullaby soothes your nerves, slowly allowing you to relax, you eventually give up protesting and close your eyes. You snuggle up to him, feeling safe in his embrace, and before sleep finally comes to you that night, you whisper a silent “thank you” to him. ✨
and i wanted to do something kind of different from the usual fic, but there's only so much you can do with a prompt like, "tHErE wAS onlY oNE BeD!!!!" ya know. so i decided to just switch up the setting a little bit, so now it's a royalty au too hahaha
this one is shorter cuz when i was writing it last night, i wasn't feeling so well and had to speed it up. i wanna concentrate on the ~smut~ for tomorrow's prompt tonight so i didn't want to spend more time on it than i can afford lol
i hope u like quippy noble!reader and intimidating knight!geonhak with a dash of (hopefully) sexual tension lmaoooo
PAIRING: LEEDO x reader. GENRE: fic, general, royalty!AU, noble/knight!AU. WARNINGS: none. WORD COUNT: 743.
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“There is more than enough space on the bed,” you say, back facing him. “No need to sacrifice comfort for propriety.” You are already lying down on the small bed, trying to take up the least amount of space possible so that your escort may lie down beside you.
Despite the unfavorable circumstances that led to this development—the tavern being at full occupancy for a local festival just as your party of two decide to rest for the night—you cannot find it in yourself to complain. Your escort has been nothing but kind to you on your journey so far, and you have another fortnight before you reach your destination. Sharing a bed should be no problem.
The respectable Sir Geonhak however stays silent on his chair in front of the fireplace, making no move to get up, save for tilting his head to glance at your huddled form before turning back to the flickering fire.
“You are a noble,” he says, and you strain your ears to make out his words; downstairs is full of celebration, cheers and singing and merrymaking bleed into the wooden walls. “It is… inappropriate for a mere knight like me to share quarters with you, let alone a bed.”
You knit your brows and sit up, throwing the covers off your form to train steady eyes on him. “Sir, we’ve traveled three days straight with barely any rest and no good night of sleep,” you say, voice carrying a finality and authority that your upbringing trained into you. “I cannot, in good faith, let you sacrifice precious rest in the name of ‘propriety’, especially since we still have a ways to go until I arrive at my destination.”
The knight lolls his head to level you with a flat look. “And I, in good faith, cannot risk tarnishing your reputation by laying in bed with you.”
You roll your eyes, throw your hands up in exasperation. “We are in foreign land, Sir Geonhak! No one knows us here, especially in this tavern filled with farmers and merchants from other lands.” You rake a hand through your hair, unsure why you are so insistent on getting your knight to sleep on a proper bed—but you tell yourself that it is only that. Tonight is an excuse to veer from social decorum and live as simple folk. You have no choice either way because of the single available bed. “Is your oath of loyalty so important to you that you value it more than eight hours of sleep?”
Your escort keeps his eyes on you for a moment before slowly standing, chair squeaking in relief at the loss of his weight on the aged oak. He steps forward silently, dark eyes still hard and trained on you, short hair mussed and sticking out everywhere; the sight of it so unruly almost makes him less intimidating as he stalks to the bed.
Almost.
“To answer your question—yes. I do value the creed sworn by the knights more than my own life. It is a lifelong commitment we all must uphold.” Geonhak stands at the edge of the bed, face stony as he elaborates. You’ve traveled with him long enough that you know it is just his default expression, but it sends a chill down your spine nonetheless.
“However,” he continues. “Since you so insist upon me trespassing on your space despite my refusals, I shall take advantage and indulge in your kindness. Just for tonight.” He proceeds to sit on the empty side of the bed and lift the threadbare blanket up to his chest as he settles on his side, facing away from you.
Your face is hot, embarrassed and flustered at his reaction. You did not think your insistence to break decorum would rile him up so much that he begrudgingly gives in, but you thank your stars that he is now fast asleep beside you. Indeed, he’s grown weary from traveling such a long distance with so little rest.
After a few gentle smacks to your flaming cheeks, you settle beside him, facing the window at the far wall and tucking the blanket up to your chin. The full moon is bright, just visible from behind the thin curtains, and you watch the clouds pass by until your eyelids droop. You doze off in moments to the crackling of the fire, the muffled festivities at the tavern below, and the steady warmth of Sir Geonhak behind you.
