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After a very long hiatus, I have finally posted In love with my best friend - PH-1 chapter 7. Its a short one because I'm getting back to writing again. I'm a bit rusty lol, so my writing may not be it's best, but I really hope that you enjoy it. 🥰💕

Chapter 7

[parkjiminiemouse]

Washing Machine Heart

This is my first ever P1Harmony blurb/imagine and I’m hoping to do more groups soon! I’ve recently gotten into seventeen and I’m hoping to write Oneus content as well! But this imagine is heavily inspired by the song Washing Machine Heart by Mitski so I recommend listening to it while reading. I hope you enjoy!

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Staring at yourself in your vanity mirror you smiled slightly, grabbing your favorite lipstick for special occasions and putting it on. You had been seeing Theo for quite some time now and you had hoped tonight would be the night your relationship would finally become official.

Hearing the doorbell ring you quickly grab your bag and rush towards the door, slipping on your black pumps as you open the door. There, Theo stood in all of his glory and a small smile made its way to your face once you saw him.

“Ready to go?” He asks, making you nod and hook your arm in his.

The car ride there was amazing, talking and laughing ensued as you had arrived at your destination, a party his close friend was throwing. Stepping out of the car you hooked your arm in his once again and you both made your way inside.

The night had been going really well and you hoped it would end that way too. Unfortunately, your hopes were quickly crushed when you saw Theo’s focus shift from you to whoever was behind you. Turning your head, a frown finds its way onto your face as you watch the female way in both of your directions. For a moment in time, before she had arrived, you had long forgotten that Theo was using you to make her jealous. Now that reality sunk in you could only bite your lip in attempts to stop crying.

“Hey you two!” She says with a bright smile, “Are you two here together?” She asks and with that question you knew what she meant. Looking over at Theo you hoped he would say yes but much to your dismay he shook his head.

“No, we’re just friends.” She nods, her gaze shifting from Theo over towards you and the only thing you could do was give a meek nod. “Great! Wanna come dance with me?” She asks and Theo only smiles brightly and nods while taking her hand and leading her towards the dance floor.

And there you were, left alone in the middle of a party thinking, why not me?

[honeybearloco]

― “...Choice of Words.”

title → “...choice of words.”

pairing → pH-1 x female reader.

synopsis → your son wakes you up at 4 in the morning and shares his odd choice of a first word in which he learned from the both of you.

word count → 0.5k.

a/n → is this extremely short ?? absolutely. i really suck at writing fluff.

“Junwon~! (Son’s Name) is crying. Go check on him. It’s your turn anyway,” You whined, covering your head with one of the many pillows of your shared bed.

Junwon huffed, opening his eyes and throwing the duvet off of him and stumbling out of bed and sluggishly walking across out of the room and across the hall to a blue nursery.

The both of you were very new parents. Your son, S/N, had just turned 10 months old just a few weeks ago. Though you were very new parents, you’ve known Junwon since you were kids. He was your childhood friend and enemy, frenemy.

Your relationship was, to say this least, complicated. For years and years your relationship with Junwon consisted of you hated him but also needing him sometimes and vice versa. But somewhere near your high school days, something had changed in the both of you. Junwon had fallen for you, and you had fallen for him. 

After an accidental confession, the two of you began dating. After 4 years of dating, the two of you had gotten married. You had followed him to Korea for him to follow his music dream. You took up a job as an English school teacher at a primary school.

You were proud of him for living his dream. All you wanted was for him to be happy. It always made you happy to see him smiling.

Sometime after, you discovered that you were pregnant. The both of you were extremely happy about your first child. Nine months later, your healthy baby boy was born.

You loved your son more than anything, as did Junwon. But damn did he cry a lot. S/N was a crier. Almost ten times a day, crying from the moment he wakes up in the morning until the moment he sleeps. No one wanted to hear crying at 4 in the morning.

Junwon stumbled into S/N’s dark room, tripping over a small toy. He quickly kicked the toy away, holding onto the bottom of his foot, “Damnit!” “Damnit!” He froze hearing a small voice repeat his words. It had hit him S/N had stopped crying and now stood up in his crib, staring at his father with a smile. His tiny hands gripping tightly onto the sides, mouth agape. “S/N, did you...did you just say your...first word?” Junwon questioned, lowering his foot back to the floor. S/N giggled, repeating himself, “Damnit!” Junwon gasped, hearing your voice from down across the hall, back in your shared room, “Junwon? Is S/N okay?” “He’s just fine. He may or may not have said his first word...” Your eyes shot up, as you jumped out of bed, rushing to the room, stepping on the same toy that Junwon did a few minutes ago. You let out a pained grunt, cursing a lot, “GOD DAMNIT!” “Damnit!” Your head snaps to your son who has a devilish look in his eyes with a smile as bright as the sun. “S/N, don’t say that. That’s a bad word.” “I think he likes watching us get hurt,” Junwon pointed out with a chuckle. You sighed, picking S/N up and placing him on your hip, “Great, my baby is a sadist. He’s not even a year old yet! I can’t believe his first word was a curse word.” “Well you do have quite the colorful choice of words,” Junwon teased. You growled, pointing at him, “You said damnit first! It’s 4 in the morning! I do not need this. I have work in a few hours. Fuck!” “FUCK!” “S/N, no!”

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[honeybearloco]

― “...Awkward Sexual Tension.”

title → “...awkward sexual tension.”

pairing → pH-1 x female reader.

synopsis → after a steamy makeout session with junwon, the two of you get a surprise visitor. 

word count → 0.8k.

a/n → let’s get some more scenarios done homies! let’s see if i can actually write again :) also someone awhile back was looking for some pH-1 content. here you go love, and also to the person who requested this !! <3 also slight angst !!

“Umm...who are you?” Junwon questioned, staring at the older woman in front of him. 

Her face had contorted from a smile to a look of horror as she stared back at him. She looked him up and down. Junwon looked down at the gift bag in her hand, still wondering who she was. 

“Junwon, whose at the door?” You questioned from the hall. You sluggishly stood up, walking over to the door, yawning slightly. Your hair all over your head, and a complete mess. You were dressed in shorts and one of his shirts. Your makeup was slurred, hickies decorated either side of your neck, collarbone and your thighs.

You rubbed your eyes, standing next to Junwon to see who was standing at the door as he didn’t answer. Your eyes widened as your eyes met the woman’s eyes.

“MOM!”

“Y/N...who is this man?”

You looked to Junwon.

Junwon put his hand out, “Hi, I’m Junwon, I’m her boyf―”

“ROOMMATE! We were roommates. Junwon’s my room. He helps me pay for this apartment,” You covered up, as you slammed your hand over his mouth with a nervous laugh, “We sometimes play like we’re dating so people don’t hit of us. You know?”

Junwon looked to you with a confused look. Why were you lying, he thought. You uncovered his mouth, inviting your mother inside, taking her bags, “Mom, you have quite a lot of bags. Are you staying for a while?”

“What are you talking about? I’m staying just for a day. Some of that stuff is for you,” She explained.

“Of you shouldn’t have,” You gave a nervous smile.

Your mother turned to Junwon, bowing slightly to him as he had done the same as her.

“It’s nice to meet you, Junwon. Though I do not fully approve of my daughter having a male roommate, I suppose I don’t have much of a say,” She confessed. 

“Yeah, roommate,” Junwon said, looking to you with a glare before back to your mother, “It’s nice to meet you too...Miss...”

“(Mother’s Name). Just call me M/N,” Your mother smiled, “So, Junwon. Tell me...what do you do?”

“Well, I’m a ra―”

You cleared your throat loudly, causing your mother’s eyes to snap over to you, “Y/N, sweetheart, are you okay?”

“Uh...y-yeah. I’m fine. Mom, let me lead you to the room you can sleep in while you are here.”

You led your mother to the guest room, helping her unpack. A little after, the two of you had caught up for a few minutes before Junwon had joined the two of you. 

Hours had passed, Junwon spending several hours conversating with your mother. You were happy that the two of them were getting along, but you were still worried.

When she fell asleep tonight, you would have to explain to Junwon why you had hidden your relationship from her and lied.

And it had become that time. Your mother had gone to sleep earlier, leaving you and Junwon alone in the kitchen. You leaned against the kitchen counter, looking to him. You had noticed the sad expression on his face. 

“Junwon,” You started, “Let me explain.”

“Do I embarrass you?”

You blinked, “What? No. What makes you say th―” You started.

He interrupted you, “You lied you your mom about us, telling her we were roommates. I didn’t know you didn’t tell your family about us. The only reason I could think you would hide us from them is that you’re embarrassed of me.”

“I’m not embarrassed by you, Junwon. I love you. You’re my world, my heart, my soul, my everything. It’s just...my family wouldn’t understand.”

“Understand what?” He questioned, turning to you revealing his tears. 

You had hated when he cried. You walked over to him, wiping away the tears, “They wouldn’t understand why I love you like I do. My family wouldn’t understand what I see in you. They wouldn’t get you’re right for me, even though I know you are. You’re a bit older than me, you’re a rapper...your friends are bad news.” 

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling your body closer to his with a small smile. 

“What’s wrong with my friends?” He asked with a small giggle. 

You rolled your eyes, “You know what’s wrong with your friends.” He allowed his arms to wrap around your waist. You continued, “The reason I didn’t tell my family about you yet is because I knew they wouldn’t approve. But after today, I don’t care if they don’t approve. I love you and I know you are the one for me.” 

“I love you too.”

The two of you leaned into each other for a kiss, only to hear the sound of someone clearly their throat behind them. You let out a scream, unraveling your arms from his neck, pulling away from him as he had did to you.

Leaning against the wall was your mother with a smile that had mimicked yours from just a second ago, “You weren’t really hiding it. It was kind of obvious from the bruises on your neck and the awkward sexual tension.” 

“MOM!”

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In love with my best friend 💗 - PH-1 chapter 5

Genre: Everything (angst/fluff/ romance/etc)

Main characters: Y/N (reader), PH-1/ Harry

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4 months ago, 6 universities decided to do a big event that showcased the student’s art works, fashion shows, music, food, dance and many more. It was an open invite, not just for the students of the 6 universities, but it was for anyone that was aged 18 and over. It was a 6-day event and it required anyone that attended, had to city hop, as every city had a different fixed event. Day 6 was the last day. It was a day specifically made for music and Harry was invited to be a performer at the concert. While performing, a girl caught his eyes and that girl happened to be Kimberly. She was watching him closely while he performed, her look was interesting. Interesting enough to make Harry chase her and ask for her number. Which is weird, considering that Harry had turned down all the hottest girls of his home city. Kimberly lives 4 hours away from Harry’s university but from his home city, its further as it is 8hrs away from each other meaning that they have a long-distance relationship.

~Present time~

-          “Where the heck is Y/N? its been two days since I last saw her.” Harry says while looking for Y/N around his shared apartment, confused.

-          “Why are you so worried about her? She’s grown. I’m she can find her way around. She’s probably at home or something. Who knows” Kimberly says unbothered, while filing texting someone on her phone.

-          “Why are you so nonchalant about this? It doesn’t matter if she is “grown” or not, she should have at least called me. What if something went wrong? What if she’s lost? We never even got to see her leave.”

-          “I’m sure she’s fine babe. So, can you stop talking about her? Can you at least pay attention to me for today? I leave in 2 hours” Kimberley says while being irritated.

-          “I pay attention to you all the time. What are you taking about? How do you want me to act when my best friend is missing?” Harry says, angrily.

-          “You know what? I don’t want to have this conversation anymore. I’m going out for a walk. Bye”.  She walks out the apartment and slams the door behind her.

-          “This girl is fucking crazy.” Harry says to himself as he shakes his head.

*Buzz…..buzz*

Harry stops what he was doing. He looks around and notices that Its Kimberley’s phone. She must have forgotten to take it with her. He walks towards the phone and picks it up, it’s a message. He opens the chat and witnessed things that he never thought he would.

He scrolled through the messages between Kimberley and Jason, and it seems that their relationship is serious. They have been in an on and off relationship for two years and has even met his parents and friends. She was playing both of them, as Jason knows nothing about Harry. He had also looked through messages of her and her best friend Leah and noticed that she told her friend that she doesn’t really like Harry but is only with him because he has clout and potential to become a big rapper and when she does become a bigger rapper, she will then learn to love him. Not to mention, she is also the reason why he can’t get a hold of Y/N. Furious, Harry’s face goes red as he throws Kimberley’s phone on the bed. He storms into the shared living room space and sits on the sofa and impatiently waiting for Kimberley to come back while unblocking Y/N on social media and messaging his mother for Y/N’s number. When Kimberley opened the door, she could sense that there was something wrong with Harry.

-          “What’s up with you? Why are you angry?” She says with her eyebrows raised.

-          “Why am I angry? Why do you think that I’m angry?”

-          “Oh Gosh, are you still angry because of what I said earlier? Because of me wanting attention from you?” she chuckles and says “Get over it” as she aggressively pushes Harry out of the way.

-          “Kimberley. Never in your life put your hands on me. Ever.”

-          “And what are you going to do if I don’t want to?”

-          “Get out. I’ve had enough.” Harry says, whilst trying to calm himself.

-          “No, why should I?” she says defensively.

-          “Who is Jason? Who is Jason, huh?”

-          “What are you talking about? You’re so annoying.”

-          “Why do you hate Y/N so much? What did she ever do to you? Why did you want to slap my friend?”

-          “Is that what that bitch told you? That makes no sense” Kimberley says, as she is starting to sweat.

-          “I beg your pardon. Bitch? Don’t call her that. Y/N didn’t tell me anything. You know why? Its because you blocked her from all my socials and deleted her number from my phone.”

-          “WHAT? I would never! Stop accusing me of shit that I haven’t done and stop talking about this Jason or whatever. You sound crazy” Kimberley says as she acts surprised that he has found out about blocking Y/N on social media.

-          “You would never? Okay, cool. Sit down and stay here for a bit, I’ll be right back”

Harry then goes into his room and takes Kimberly’s phone. He then comes back and takes his phone out of his pocket and starts dialling a number. Kimberley was just sat on the sofa, looking very confused and scared, as she didn’t know what was going on and who he is trying to call. Y/N finally picks up the phone and Harry puts her on speaker.

-          “Hello?” Y/N says.

Kimberly’s eyes widened.  Harry is making small talk with Y/N before he gets right into the main reason that he called.

-          “Is it true that Kim purposely made you sit away from us at the theatres?” He asked.

-          “Yeah, wasn’t it obvious Harry?” Y/N laughs nervously.

-          “Oh wow” Harry says, with a lot of regret as he puts his hand on his head.

-          “I didn’t know how to say this to you at all, but Kimberley didn’t like me from the get-go. It was almost like I did something to her. I tried my best to be nice to her because she is your girlfriend, but she just didn’t care to be nice to me at all.”

-          “Wow” He says while being disappointed in himself.

-          “Oh, if I’ve said anything offensive, I’m honestly so sorry. I mean, she is your girlfriend after all. I hope what I have said isn’t going to offend the both of you and negatively impact your relationship” Y/N says, nervously.

-          “So, she really did try to slap you, huh? She tried to lay hands on you, didn’t she?” He sighs, defeated.

-          “Wait. How-who told you this?”

-          “Kimberley left her phone at home while she went out for a walk and her phone buzzed so I went through her message thinking that it might have been her mom or some sort of emergency, but it turned out that it was a message from her best friend. She admitted to trying to slap you. She was also messaging her boyfriend of two years, Jason. Saying how much she misses him and that she can’t wait to go back home. Right Kimberley?”  Harry says as he looks at her with fire in his eyes.

-          “Omg, Is Kimberley there? Harry I’m so sorry. I don’t even know what to say.”

-          “No, don’t be. I should be the one apologising to you because of your experience here. A best friend should never act the way that I acted towards you. Y/N I am so sorry and Kimberley, its over. So, get out of my sight.”

All Y/N could say through the phone was “OMG” because she could hear Kimberley crying and Harry’s voice wavering while kicking Kimberley out of his apartment and Kimberley saying no to Harry kicking her out.

-          “Fine. Since you don’t want to leave, I will. When I come back, you better not be here, or I will call your boyfriend Jason to drag you out of here.”

-          “HARRY WHERE ARE YOU GOING? YOU BETTER NOT GO TO THAT BITCH!” Kimberley shouts while crying.

-          “I told you to never call her a bitch, ever. Leave before I come back.” Harry says as he packs his bag.

-          “No, PH-1, don’t go. Just stay here. I’ll break it off with Jason then. Huh? Babe, please listen to me. I love you” Kimberley desperately says.

Harry then looks at Kimberley one last time as she was pleading for Harry to stay with her. She had tears and mascara running down on her face, snot was dripping from her nose. She was a mess. He shook his head and slammed the door behind him. After he slammed the door, he could hear Kimberly scream-shouting and what seems like her throwing her things in the apartment.

-          “Harry. Harry, you forgot to hang up. Where are you even going at this time? Are you okay? is Kimberley okay?” Y/N says with worry in her voice.

-          “I don’t care about her anymore. I’m coming.” He says while panting.

-          “Coming where Harry? You’re worrying me” She says confused.

-          “I’m coming home. I’m going to moms house.”

-          “Harry no, its too late. Just go a friend’s house or a nearby hotel. I don’t want you doing long drives while you’re angry. It’s dangerous.”

-          “Its okay, I promise I’ll be fine. Ill message you when I get home”

 ~ 2 hours later~

As soon as Y/N opened the door, Harry handed her a box of chocolates and an “I’m sorry” card and then pulls her into a hug. Out of shock, Y/N accidently drops her card and her chocolates.

“Y/N listen. I’m so, so, so sorry for acting the way that I have. A true friend would never ignore their best friend or put them what I put you through. I really hope that you forgive me. If you don’t, I’ll still be fine with it. I was a jerk after all. I won’t pressure you into forgiving me, so I’ll let you go back to bed. Goodnight”

He then pulls away from the hug, crosses the road and goes to his mom’s house. Y/N was speechless from everything that she had witnessed. As soon as Harry got let into his moms house, she picked up her card and chocolates from the floor and then went back into her house.

Will their friendship ever be restored?

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