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Poor Yuma, born to be a maknae, forced to be a hyung

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HybeU: Maknae Match (Part 14)

Maki x Reader

⊹Rivals/Classmates to Lovers⊹

Warnings: Language, gay activities going on in the background (if you don't like, there is genuinely no space for you on my blog), Angst

Summary: At HybeU, everyone wants to be a star. The best place to show off your talents is at the end-of-year showcase. When an unexpected twist throws a wrench into your plans, is it love or frustration you'll find?

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HybeU: Maknae Match (Part 14)

Maki x Reader

⊹Rivals/Classmates to Lovers⊹

Warnings: Language, gay activities going on in the background (if you don't like, there is genuinely no space for you on my blog), Angst

Summary: At HybeU, everyone wants to be a star. The best place to show off your talents is at the end-of-year showcase. When an unexpected twist throws a wrench into your plans, is it love or frustration you'll find?

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HybeU: Maknae Match (Part 14)

Maki x Reader

⊹Rivals/Classmates to Lovers⊹

Warnings: Language, gay activities going on in the background (if you don't like, there is genuinely no space for you on my blog), Angst

Summary: At HybeU, everyone wants to be a star. The best place to show off your talents is at the end-of-year showcase. When an unexpected twist throws a wrench into your plans, is it love or frustration you'll find?

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Always You (Part 5)

K x Reader

⊹Childhood Friends to Lovers⊹

Warnings: Language, Excessive use of reaction photos

Summary: From the very first day you met, Koga had been your ride or die. He's the very first person you'd trust with anything. New relationships and rocky beginnings are nothing new to the two of you, but when a class project reveals uncomfortable truths about your feelings, you realize anything can change. Who can you turn to when your secret is about your best friend?

This fic is inspired by the lovely @keeperofasecretsecret and her Minho x reader fic "Caffeine Heart" so if you like this please go check out her page

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In a moment of weakness, Riki had agreed to cover your shift as "reparations for leaving me with our most incompetant coworker." As much as he didn't want to go straight from his classes to a shift at the cafe, he was not willing to risk the generational curse you would have inevitably put on his family name. 

The residual tired covered his body like a blanket, slumping his movement until all he could do is lazily move forward. Despite everything, he somehow managed to make it to work on time, praising whatever unseen force was aiding him as he clocked in right at five. 

The shift was awful. The cafe was doing a deal, and what seemed like the entire campus was making good on it. Before he knew it, the line was wrapping around the room, only getting longer as he takes orders and makes drinks. 

He can hear whispered bickering coming from one of the tables. Sparing a glance, Riki saw two men, one of whom is pointing crazily between the counter and the other man. Were they arguing over who was gonna order? It seemed like a chaotic date, if anything. 

"Lee Minho," he overhears, "if you don't go up and ask right now, I'm locking you out of game night."

The other man, Lee Minho, expasperated, stands up and walks up beside the line of customers.

"Hi," he said to Riki, "is Y/n coming in today?"

"So you're Lee Minho, huh?" Riki couldn't help but grin. "The one Y/n went on a date with?"

"Oh. You know about that, huh? So are you two like… good friends, or…?"

"Good enough friends to know about your game night. Say…" an idea, sinister or maybe wonderful, blooms in his mind, "Han Jisung had a plus one, right?"

"He does… what does that matter to you?"

"So that means you ought to have a plus one too, right?"

"Where are you going with this?" Minho already knows the answer, but he wants to know if this random person will actually have the gall to say it.

"So here's the thing," the barista began, "Y/n's my girl, right? And I'm not too keen on letting her go into a game night at some stranger's house with a bunch of men she and her friends don't know, you feel me?"

"So?" Go on, kid. Spell. It. Out. 

"Invite me."

He was ready to say no, the words painted on his tongue. But there's something about the wicked resolve in the young man's eyes that makes him falter. If Y/n's friend was there, that might throw both Jisung and Y/n off their balance enough to eleviate the pressure to flirt.

Minho had never been good with women—never had much reason to practice the skill. The only way he made it through their first date was by pretending he was just hanging out with Jisung. But he somehow doubted that would work for an entire night. 

And that's why, to the shock not only of the barista, but also of himself, he says, "Alright."

You can feel the sweat beading at the palms of your hands, replacing itself faster than you could wipe it on your corduroy pants. You were worried about a lot: was this the right address, would Minho's friends like you, would Minho like you as much as he seemed to on your date, are you overdressed, are you underdressed, should you go home before your get the change to knock on the door?

A familiar voice pulls you out of your panicked thoughts. What was he doing here? Turning around, you see none other than Takayama Riki coming up to the door you currently stood in front of. Where there's a will, you understood for the first time, there's a way. He grinned like mad when he saw you.

"Am I amazing or am I amazing?" He boasted, knocking on the door before you could decide to run away. 

"What are you doing here?" You hissed, your cheeks burning deep crimson at his appearance here of all places. 

"If you thought I'd actually let you come here with four men none of your friends know, you're an idiot… plus you keep refusing to introduce me to Han."

You had to admit, his reasoning was admirable, if underlined with selfish intent. 

"Fine, you can stay," you begrudge just in time for the door to open, revealing none other than Jisung.

"Y/nnie!" he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, only noticing Riki when he pulls away. He doesn't evem bother trying to hide the fact that he's talking about the unknown man when he says, "Do you know this guy?"

"He's a friend, don't worry." Having people who care enough to worry about you is nice, but you're trying to stand on your own two feet, and your overprotective friends are certainly not helping. "Can we come in now?"

"Yeah, of course! We're just waiting on some of the other guys—y'know, our friends who graduated already." Jisung welcomed you in, Riki following close behind you. Already, there were three others: Minho and two men you don't recognize. The taller of the two was poking at the shorter's side, goading a reaction out of him. They all stopped when they saw you there, standing up to greet you. 

"Hey," the shorter one grins, the kind of smile that makes the room a little brighter, "I'm Jeongin. The annoying one over there is Seungmin."

"You love me," Seungmin said, wrapping an arm around Jeongin's shoulder. Already, you're beginning to feel overwhelmed, suddenly relieved you have Riki here with you. 

You introduce yourself, getting sucked into a conversation with the two men which quickly devolved into mutual ragebait with you in the center. Riki had already abandoned you to the wolves, chatting with Jisung in the corner. Minho was looking at you, like he wasn't sure whether to intervene and save you or leave you be. 

The doorbell rang before he had to make a choice. 

"That should be Chan and Hyun," Minho said, standing up before the noise of the doorbell was quieted. You took the opportunity to stand too, making your move to get closer to Minho under the guise of introducing yourself to his other friends. 

"And this is Y/n," Minho says when you come up, pulling you closer, "the girl I've been seeing."

One of the new men looks confused, opening his mouth to say something until the other one elbowed his side, shutting him up. 

"It's nice to meet you," the elbower said, his accent catching you by surprise, "I'm Bang Chan, you can call me Chan. And… you can pretty much ignore our resident pabo, Hyunjin."

"Who you calling a pabo? I graduated a year early!"

"You were studying business," Minho argues, "that doesn't count."

"And your dance major does?"

"My best friend's also a dance major," you pipe in, "if the hours he spends at the studio are any indication, it's hard work."

The group keeps chatting as everybody's catching up, not too worried about actually finding a game yet. You sit between Minho and Chan, listening to the conversation more than participating in it. 

You have to admit, it's quite chaotic. You hadn't even noticed Jisung had left until he comes back with food. The boys make quick work of the meal, hardly giving you enough time to get yourself a serving. 

"Got enough?" you recognize the voice as Chan's, turning around to see concerned eyes. 

"Plenty, thank you," you reassure him with a smile.

While you eat, the group discusses what game to play. After much back and forth, with games like Monopoly ("Monopoly makes people hate each other, dumbass"), Life ("Yawn, booriing!"), and even Settlers of Catan ("Do people actually play that game?"), the group decided on Werewolf. 

The rules of the game were simple, one person, the narrator, passes out cards to everybody. Your role depends on which card you got. Since you got a number card, you're just an ordinary villager. Looking around, you try to analyse everybody's reactions to the card they got. The only person you can actually manage to get a good read on is Riki, who you can tell probably got a good-guy card based on his slightly disappointed expression. Everybody else is a mystery to you.

Your hopes of getting to figure out who everybody is are quickly dashed when Hyunjin, in narrating the events of the last night, reveals that you had been killed by the werewolf. 

As the game continues, you get to see firsthand the dynamic between the friends. You can't help but laugh from beyond the grave as Seungmin pretends to hold a short funeral when Jeongin dies. You can tell that beyond the mutual ragebait, the two actually care very deeply for each other. 

As the night continues, you can't help but feel like something was off. When Minho pays attention to you, it's like he's all there, but as soon as his eyes leave yours, he completely forgets about you—like he has to remind himself that he's supposed to be interested. You try to convince yourself that it's your imagination. That comforting thought disappears just as quickly as it comes when you hear Seungmin and Minho on the other side of the room.

"Oh, whatever, you only chose Jeongin because you have a crush on him," Minho huffed.

"Please, you're gayer than me and I'm actively in a relationship."

You could have considered it a joke, if not for Jisung's elbowing Seungmin in the side, looking at you like the world might be crumbling down. 

So it is real… Minho is gay and Jisung and all of their friends knew about it and didn't say anything. You can feel the room spinning around you, you don't know whether to laugh or to cry, all you know is that you have to get out of here. 

You make a half-hearted excuse to get up, rushing out the door. Riki is on your tail, calling out for you to stop. When you're safely outside on the sidewalk, you turn to face him, tears streaming down your face. Riki finally catches up to you, engulfing you in a hug, shielding you from the sight of the apartment building and the cold of the night and the harsh reality of the world. As you sobbed into his chest, lungs heaving in air like they weren't sure whether or not they deserved it, you could only repeat one thing.

"I thought he liked me."

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Always You (Part 5)

K x Reader

⊹Childhood Friends to Lovers⊹

Warnings: Language, Excessive use of reaction photos

Summary: From the very first day you met, Koga had been your ride or die. He's the very first person you'd trust with anything. New relationships and rocky beginnings are nothing new to the two of you, but when a class project reveals uncomfortable truths about your feelings, you realize anything can change. Who can you turn to when your secret is about your best friend?

This fic is inspired by the lovely @keeperofasecretsecret and her Minho x reader fic "Caffeine Heart" so if you like this please go check out her page

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In a moment of weakness, Riki had agreed to cover your shift as "reparations for leaving me with our most incompetant coworker." As much as he didn't want to go straight from his classes to a shift at the cafe, he was not willing to risk the generational curse you would have inevitably put on his family name. 

The residual tired covered his body like a blanket, slumping his movement until all he could do is lazily move forward. Despite everything, he somehow managed to make it to work on time, praising whatever unseen force was aiding him as he clocked in right at five. 

The shift was awful. The cafe was doing a deal, and what seemed like the entire campus was making good on it. Before he knew it, the line was wrapping around the room, only getting longer as he takes orders and makes drinks. 

He can hear whispered bickering coming from one of the tables. Sparing a glance, Riki saw two men, one of whom is pointing crazily between the counter and the other man. Were they arguing over who was gonna order? It seemed like a chaotic date, if anything. 

"Lee Minho," he overhears, "if you don't go up and ask right now, I'm locking you out of game night."

The other man, Lee Minho, expasperated, stands up and walks up beside the line of customers.

"Hi," he said to Riki, "is Y/n coming in today?"

"So you're Lee Minho, huh?" Riki couldn't help but grin. "The one Y/n went on a date with?"

"Oh. You know about that, huh? So are you two like… good friends, or…?"

"Good enough friends to know about your game night. Say…" an idea, sinister or maybe wonderful, blooms in his mind, "Han Jisung had a plus one, right?"

"He does… what does that matter to you?"

"So that means you ought to have a plus one too, right?"

"Where are you going with this?" Minho already knows the answer, but he wants to know if this random person will actually have the gall to say it.

"So here's the thing," the barista began, "Y/n's my girl, right? And I'm not too keen on letting her go into a game night at some stranger's house with a bunch of men she and her friends don't know, you feel me?"

"So?" Go on, kid. Spell. It. Out. 

"Invite me."

He was ready to say no, the words painted on his tongue. But there's something about the wicked resolve in the young man's eyes that makes him falter. If Y/n's friend was there, that might throw both Jisung and Y/n off their balance enough to eleviate the pressure to flirt.

Minho had never been good with women—never had much reason to practice the skill. The only way he made it through their first date was by pretending he was just hanging out with Jisung. But he somehow doubted that would work for an entire night. 

And that's why, to the shock not only of the barista, but also of himself, he says, "Alright."

You can feel the sweat beading at the palms of your hands, replacing itself faster than you could wipe it on your corduroy pants. You were worried about a lot: was this the right address, would Minho's friends like you, would Minho like you as much as he seemed to on your date, are you overdressed, are you underdressed, should you go home before your get the change to knock on the door?

A familiar voice pulls you out of your panicked thoughts. What was he doing here? Turning around, you see none other than Takayama Riki coming up to the door you currently stood in front of. Where there's a will, you understood for the first time, there's a way. He grinned like mad when he saw you.

"Am I amazing or am I amazing?" He boasted, knocking on the door before you could decide to run away. 

"What are you doing here?" You hissed, your cheeks burning deep crimson at his appearance here of all places. 

"If you thought I'd actually let you come here with four men none of your friends know, you're an idiot… plus you keep refusing to introduce me to Han."

You had to admit, his reasoning was admirable, if underlined with selfish intent. 

"Fine, you can stay," you begrudge just in time for the door to open, revealing none other than Jisung.

"Y/nnie!" he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, only noticing Riki when he pulls away. He doesn't evem bother trying to hide the fact that he's talking about the unknown man when he says, "Do you know this guy?"

"He's a friend, don't worry." Having people who care enough to worry about you is nice, but you're trying to stand on your own two feet, and your overprotective friends are certainly not helping. "Can we come in now?"

"Yeah, of course! We're just waiting on some of the other guys—y'know, our friends who graduated already." Jisung welcomed you in, Riki following close behind you. Already, there were three others: Minho and two men you don't recognize. The taller of the two was poking at the shorter's side, goading a reaction out of him. They all stopped when they saw you there, standing up to greet you. 

"Hey," the shorter one grins, the kind of smile that makes the room a little brighter, "I'm Jeongin. The annoying one over there is Seungmin."

"You love me," Seungmin said, wrapping an arm around Jeongin's shoulder. Already, you're beginning to feel overwhelmed, suddenly relieved you have Riki here with you. 

You introduce yourself, getting sucked into a conversation with the two men which quickly devolved into mutual ragebait with you in the center. Riki had already abandoned you to the wolves, chatting with Jisung in the corner. Minho was looking at you, like he wasn't sure whether to intervene and save you or leave you be. 

The doorbell rang before he had to make a choice. 

"That should be Chan and Hyun," Minho said, standing up before the noise of the doorbell was quieted. You took the opportunity to stand too, making your move to get closer to Minho under the guise of introducing yourself to his other friends. 

"And this is Y/n," Minho says when you come up, pulling you closer, "the girl I've been seeing."

One of the new men looks confused, opening his mouth to say something until the other one elbowed his side, shutting him up. 

"It's nice to meet you," the elbower said, his accent catching you by surprise, "I'm Bang Chan, you can call me Chan. And… you can pretty much ignore our resident pabo, Hyunjin."

"Who you calling a pabo? I graduated a year early!"

"You were studying business," Minho argues, "that doesn't count."

"And your dance major does?"

"My best friend's also a dance major," you pipe in, "if the hours he spends at the studio are any indication, it's hard work."

The group keeps chatting as everybody's catching up, not too worried about actually finding a game yet. You sit between Minho and Chan, listening to the conversation more than participating in it. 

You have to admit, it's quite chaotic. You hadn't even noticed Jisung had left until he comes back with food. The boys make quick work of the meal, hardly giving you enough time to get yourself a serving. 

"Got enough?" you recognize the voice as Chan's, turning around to see concerned eyes. 

"Plenty, thank you," you reassure him with a smile.

While you eat, the group discusses what game to play. After much back and forth, with games like Monopoly ("Monopoly makes people hate each other, dumbass"), Life ("Yawn, booriing!"), and even Settlers of Catan ("Do people actually play that game?"), the group decided on Werewolf. 

The rules of the game were simple, one person, the narrator, passes out cards to everybody. Your role depends on which card you got. Since you got a number card, you're just an ordinary villager. Looking around, you try to analyse everybody's reactions to the card they got. The only person you can actually manage to get a good read on is Riki, who you can tell probably got a good-guy card based on his slightly disappointed expression. Everybody else is a mystery to you.

Your hopes of getting to figure out who everybody is are quickly dashed when Hyunjin, in narrating the events of the last night, reveals that you had been killed by the werewolf. 

As the game continues, you get to see firsthand the dynamic between the friends. You can't help but laugh from beyond the grave as Seungmin pretends to hold a short funeral when Jeongin dies. You can tell that beyond the mutual ragebait, the two actually care very deeply for each other. 

As the night continues, you can't help but feel like something was off. When Minho pays attention to you, it's like he's all there, but as soon as his eyes leave yours, he completely forgets about you—like he has to remind himself that he's supposed to be interested. You try to convince yourself that it's your imagination. That comforting thought disappears just as quickly as it comes when you hear Seungmin and Minho on the other side of the room.

"Oh, whatever, you only chose Jeongin because you have a crush on him," Minho huffed.

"Please, you're gayer than me and I'm actively in a relationship."

You could have considered it a joke, if not for Jisung's elbowing Seungmin in the side, looking at you like the world might be crumbling down. 

So it is real… Minho is gay and Jisung and all of their friends knew about it and didn't say anything. You can feel the room spinning around you, you don't know whether to laugh or to cry, all you know is that you have to get out of here. 

You make a half-hearted excuse to get up, rushing out the door. Riki is on your tail, calling out for you to stop. When you're safely outside on the sidewalk, you turn to face him, tears streaming down your face. Riki finally catches up to you, engulfing you in a hug, shielding you from the sight of the apartment building and the cold of the night and the harsh reality of the world. As you sobbed into his chest, lungs heaving in air like they weren't sure whether or not they deserved it, you could only repeat one thing.

"I thought he liked me."

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Always You (Part 5)

K x Reader

⊹Childhood Friends to Lovers⊹

Warnings: Language, Excessive use of reaction photos

Summary: From the very first day you met, Koga had been your ride or die. He's the very first person you'd trust with anything. New relationships and rocky beginnings are nothing new to the two of you, but when a class project reveals uncomfortable truths about your feelings, you realize anything can change. Who can you turn to when your secret is about your best friend?

This fic is inspired by the lovely @keeperofasecretsecret and her Minho x reader fic "Caffeine Heart" so if you like this please go check out her page

Like my work? Consider leaving a comment! Your feedback makes this possible!

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Screenshot Count: 9 | Word Count: 1.7k

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In a moment of weakness, Riki had agreed to cover your shift as "reparations for leaving me with our most incompetant coworker." As much as he didn't want to go straight from his classes to a shift at the cafe, he was not willing to risk the generational curse you would have inevitably put on his family name. 

The residual tired covered his body like a blanket, slumping his movement until all he could do is lazily move forward. Despite everything, he somehow managed to make it to work on time, praising whatever unseen force was aiding him as he clocked in right at five. 

The shift was awful. The cafe was doing a deal, and what seemed like the entire campus was making good on it. Before he knew it, the line was wrapping around the room, only getting longer as he takes orders and makes drinks. 

He can hear whispered bickering coming from one of the tables. Sparing a glance, Riki saw two men, one of whom is pointing crazily between the counter and the other man. Were they arguing over who was gonna order? It seemed like a chaotic date, if anything. 

"Lee Minho," he overhears, "if you don't go up and ask right now, I'm locking you out of game night."

The other man, Lee Minho, expasperated, stands up and walks up beside the line of customers.

"Hi," he said to Riki, "is Y/n coming in today?"

"So you're Lee Minho, huh?" Riki couldn't help but grin. "The one Y/n went on a date with?"

"Oh. You know about that, huh? So are you two like… good friends, or…?"

"Good enough friends to know about your game night. Say…" an idea, sinister or maybe wonderful, blooms in his mind, "Han Jisung had a plus one, right?"

"He does… what does that matter to you?"

"So that means you ought to have a plus one too, right?"

"Where are you going with this?" Minho already knows the answer, but he wants to know if this random person will actually have the gall to say it.

"So here's the thing," the barista began, "Y/n's my girl, right? And I'm not too keen on letting her go into a game night at some stranger's house with a bunch of men she and her friends don't know, you feel me?"

"So?" Go on, kid. Spell. It. Out. 

"Invite me."

He was ready to say no, the words painted on his tongue. But there's something about the wicked resolve in the young man's eyes that makes him falter. If Y/n's friend was there, that might throw both Jisung and Y/n off their balance enough to eleviate the pressure to flirt.

Minho had never been good with women—never had much reason to practice the skill. The only way he made it through their first date was by pretending he was just hanging out with Jisung. But he somehow doubted that would work for an entire night. 

And that's why, to the shock not only of the barista, but also of himself, he says, "Alright."

You can feel the sweat beading at the palms of your hands, replacing itself faster than you could wipe it on your corduroy pants. You were worried about a lot: was this the right address, would Minho's friends like you, would Minho like you as much as he seemed to on your date, are you overdressed, are you underdressed, should you go home before your get the change to knock on the door?

A familiar voice pulls you out of your panicked thoughts. What was he doing here? Turning around, you see none other than Takayama Riki coming up to the door you currently stood in front of. Where there's a will, you understood for the first time, there's a way. He grinned like mad when he saw you.

"Am I amazing or am I amazing?" He boasted, knocking on the door before you could decide to run away. 

"What are you doing here?" You hissed, your cheeks burning deep crimson at his appearance here of all places. 

"If you thought I'd actually let you come here with four men none of your friends know, you're an idiot… plus you keep refusing to introduce me to Han."

You had to admit, his reasoning was admirable, if underlined with selfish intent. 

"Fine, you can stay," you begrudge just in time for the door to open, revealing none other than Jisung.

"Y/nnie!" he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, only noticing Riki when he pulls away. He doesn't evem bother trying to hide the fact that he's talking about the unknown man when he says, "Do you know this guy?"

"He's a friend, don't worry." Having people who care enough to worry about you is nice, but you're trying to stand on your own two feet, and your overprotective friends are certainly not helping. "Can we come in now?"

"Yeah, of course! We're just waiting on some of the other guys—y'know, our friends who graduated already." Jisung welcomed you in, Riki following close behind you. Already, there were three others: Minho and two men you don't recognize. The taller of the two was poking at the shorter's side, goading a reaction out of him. They all stopped when they saw you there, standing up to greet you. 

"Hey," the shorter one grins, the kind of smile that makes the room a little brighter, "I'm Jeongin. The annoying one over there is Seungmin."

"You love me," Seungmin said, wrapping an arm around Jeongin's shoulder. Already, you're beginning to feel overwhelmed, suddenly relieved you have Riki here with you. 

You introduce yourself, getting sucked into a conversation with the two men which quickly devolved into mutual ragebait with you in the center. Riki had already abandoned you to the wolves, chatting with Jisung in the corner. Minho was looking at you, like he wasn't sure whether to intervene and save you or leave you be. 

The doorbell rang before he had to make a choice. 

"That should be Chan and Hyun," Minho said, standing up before the noise of the doorbell was quieted. You took the opportunity to stand too, making your move to get closer to Minho under the guise of introducing yourself to his other friends. 

"And this is Y/n," Minho says when you come up, pulling you closer, "the girl I've been seeing."

One of the new men looks confused, opening his mouth to say something until the other one elbowed his side, shutting him up. 

"It's nice to meet you," the elbower said, his accent catching you by surprise, "I'm Bang Chan, you can call me Chan. And… you can pretty much ignore our resident pabo, Hyunjin."

"Who you calling a pabo? I graduated a year early!"

"You were studying business," Minho argues, "that doesn't count."

"And your dance major does?"

"My best friend's also a dance major," you pipe in, "if the hours he spends at the studio are any indication, it's hard work."

The group keeps chatting as everybody's catching up, not too worried about actually finding a game yet. You sit between Minho and Chan, listening to the conversation more than participating in it. 

You have to admit, it's quite chaotic. You hadn't even noticed Jisung had left until he comes back with food. The boys make quick work of the meal, hardly giving you enough time to get yourself a serving. 

"Got enough?" you recognize the voice as Chan's, turning around to see concerned eyes. 

"Plenty, thank you," you reassure him with a smile.

While you eat, the group discusses what game to play. After much back and forth, with games like Monopoly ("Monopoly makes people hate each other, dumbass"), Life ("Yawn, booriing!"), and even Settlers of Catan ("Do people actually play that game?"), the group decided on Werewolf. 

The rules of the game were simple, one person, the narrator, passes out cards to everybody. Your role depends on which card you got. Since you got a number card, you're just an ordinary villager. Looking around, you try to analyse everybody's reactions to the card they got. The only person you can actually manage to get a good read on is Riki, who you can tell probably got a good-guy card based on his slightly disappointed expression. Everybody else is a mystery to you.

Your hopes of getting to figure out who everybody is are quickly dashed when Hyunjin, in narrating the events of the last night, reveals that you had been killed by the werewolf. 

As the game continues, you get to see firsthand the dynamic between the friends. You can't help but laugh from beyond the grave as Seungmin pretends to hold a short funeral when Jeongin dies. You can tell that beyond the mutual ragebait, the two actually care very deeply for each other. 

As the night continues, you can't help but feel like something was off. When Minho pays attention to you, it's like he's all there, but as soon as his eyes leave yours, he completely forgets about you—like he has to remind himself that he's supposed to be interested. You try to convince yourself that it's your imagination. That comforting thought disappears just as quickly as it comes when you hear Seungmin and Minho on the other side of the room.

"Oh, whatever, you only chose Jeongin because you have a crush on him," Minho huffed.

"Please, you're gayer than me and I'm actively in a relationship."

You could have considered it a joke, if not for Jisung's elbowing Seungmin in the side, looking at you like the world might be crumbling down. 

So it is real… Minho is gay and Jisung and all of their friends knew about it and didn't say anything. You can feel the room spinning around you, you don't know whether to laugh or to cry, all you know is that you have to get out of here. 

You make a half-hearted excuse to get up, rushing out the door. Riki is on your tail, calling out for you to stop. When you're safely outside on the sidewalk, you turn to face him, tears streaming down your face. Riki finally catches up to you, engulfing you in a hug, shielding you from the sight of the apartment building and the cold of the night and the harsh reality of the world. As you sobbed into his chest, lungs heaving in air like they weren't sure whether or not they deserved it, you could only repeat one thing.

"I thought he liked me."

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Yuma Aesthetic -- Space Objects

J1407b

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Hosting over thirty distinct rings, J1407b is known as a "super Saturn." This rings are actively in the process of condensing into moons, potentially already having one the size of earth, acting as a "shepherd moon"

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Nicholas Aesthetic -- Space Objects

Supermassive Black Hole

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Though they may seem scary at first, supermassive black holes are directly responsible for the foundation of many galaxies, including our very own Milky Way. At a distance, the gravity of a supermassive black hole is normal, but come too close, and you'll be sucked in without the hope of ever escaping.

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Taki Aesthetic -- Space Objects

Pulsar

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Formed from the collapsing core of a supernova, pulsars are a rapidly spinning star that emits insane levels of radiation from its poles. Unpredictable and unstable, the pulsar spins several hundred times each second. The intervals of their titular pulses are so steady that they can act as interstellar clocks.

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Fuma Aesthetic -- Space Objects

Jupiter

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Some say that Jupiter is a failed star, but that is not true. A massive feat in the realm of planets, Jupiter makes up over 70% of the non-solar mass in our solar system, having over 2 times the mass of the rest of the planets combined. Some say that without Jupiter's immense gravitational force steering stray objects towards it, Earth would be unable to hold life.

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K Aesthetic -- Space Object

Colliding Galaxies

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A massive spacial event, two galaxies run into each other, fusing both of them into one. New stars form, well-defined structures are reshaped, and the universe will never be the same again.

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Harua Aesthetic -- Space Objects

The Moon

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Made out of chunks of molten earth that were flung into space when our planet collided with another, the moon is the stabilizing force for our planet, affecting our axis to shorten and soften our seasons, as well as calming our tides. Slowly but surely, the moon is moving away from the Earth, and one day, millions of years from now, it will be lost to us.

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EJ Aesthetic -- Space Objects

M-Type Star (Red Dwarf)

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The most stable star, M-type stars are invisible to the naked eye. Don't let that confuse you, because m-type stars are fierce. Making up about 75% of the stars in the galaxy, the universe is too young to have seen the end of an M-type star's life.

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Jo Aesthetic -- Space Object

Nebula

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Space dust occupying the space between stars, Nebulas may not be showy, but they are integral to the formation of the universe

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Maki Aesthetic -- Space Object

G-Type Star (Yellow Dwarf)

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Stable stars, one of the top contenders for hosting habitable planets, G-type stars shine with a glorious yellow light. Perhaps the most recognizable example is our very own Sun.

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Oh my gosh your theme is so cute!! Is it new??

Omg thank you so much!! I just changed it today, actually, so nice catch 😅