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[jjoonewus]

[10:07 p.m] 💙

“Don’t worry about it, you may need it”, Haknyeon smirks after you try to return the jacket he draped over your shoulders earlier that night. Blushing, you watch as he walks back to his car. It wasn’t until much later that you reached into one of the pockets, finding the pencil you’d let him borrow some time ago, with your name etched into the side. 

GIF: @nyeac​

[jjoonewus]

[7:53 p.m]

Sunwoo drapes his jacket over your shoulders after seeing you shiver all the way to the cafe. You smile, returning it to him before wrapping your arms around his waist instead, and he can’t help but grin, bending down to gather you up in his hold, pecking a small kiss to the tip of your nose.

[cozykpopblurbs]

[10:12am] You and Hyunjae buy matching balloons at the amusement park.

[serendihwall]

💌-

(11:10𝚙𝚖)

you were standing in a club, red lights flashing everywhere and beyoncé blasts. you look down at your freshly manicured nails, arguing with yourself as to whether you should go and embarass yourself by taking the dance floor like in all those cringey yet iconic films.

however, someone by the name of kevin moon took the stage, twerking around, his bright pink beanie and somewhat strained facial expression stood out to you. you laughed loud as the room filled with cheers and jeers. words of encouragement and joy diffused around the air.

he soon makes eye contact with you and it strikes 11:11. you wish for the dude to talk to you, even though you knew you were a stuttering mess.

you turned around to the guy at the bar "hit me with another juice box" you said, the guy sliding a juice box at you. you took a sip before turning around and jumping.

"aye im kevin"

"..."

[jisungsjheekies-deactivated2024]

Study Break

Genre: Fluff, slight angst

Word count: 1062

Warnings: none

Requested: No, for a friend <3

Go to college, they said.

It’ll be fun, they said.

Oh how wrong they actually were. In all honesty, yes it has been somewhat fun but with the amount of work you’ve had in the past semester, everything was far from fun. College had taken over your life. You don’t remember the last time you’d gotten home at a reasonable time. For the past week, you’d been spending your free time at coffee shops and libraries, studying for your upcoming finals.

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[jjoonewus]

따뜻한

Genre: fluff, Coffee Shop!au, drabble

Member: New / Choi Chanhee

Wordcount: 0.4k

GIF: @theboyzies​

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The bustling streets of downtown had provided the local coffee shop lots of business, and in turn Chanhee felt as though his feet would fall from his legs if he took one more step forward. Taking a deep breath, he grabs a takeout cup, skillfully and absentmindedly pouring a shot of espresso into the cup before topping it with the foam and cinnamon. After snapping the lid on securely, he places it on the corner, calling out the order before starting on the next one when a familiar voice catches his attention instead. Looking up from the machine, he’s struck with the image of someone all too familiar, someone who could make his entire body feel as though it was floating on the clouds. 

He tries to focus on his work, hands shaky as he pours the milk  from the container into the steaming jug for the next order, but to no avail. He hopes the person doesn’t notice his presence, breath hitching when he hears his name being called out. He places the cup down, wiping his hands on his apron. His cheeks flush red at the sight of the person who had been, unknowingly of course, the centre of his universe since grade school. He remembers chilly afternoons on the playground, hiding underneath the slide with your fingers innocently laced with his. The memory brings a warm feeling to his tummy, and he finds himself a little less nervous than before. 

“What can I get for you?”, He asks softly, a small and sweet smile plastered on his lips as he taps his finger quietly on the cash register, watching as you take a look behind him at the handwritten menu. You think for a few moments before ordering a latte, as basic as it may be. He gets to work on your coffee, an idea up his sleeve as he marks the cup while waiting for the espresso to finish brewing. Smiling to himself, he finishes your drink, snapping the lid on before placing it on the counter, where you were waiting while scrolling through your phone, attention piping up at the mention of your name being called. 

You thank him and say a quick goodbye before exiting the small and warm coffee shop, taking a sip of your coffee, the liquid sending a warm and comforting sensation to your chilled being. You briefly catch sight of marker on your cup, your heart skipping a beat when you take a second to read what Chanhee had written on your cup, entire body now flushed with adoration, feelings for him in the past now being resurfaced. 

“Be careful, the coffee’s hot too ;) Don’t be a stranger”. - Chan Chan 

[hwallout]

promise - lsy

summary: a talk about a childhood promise ends up with another one as sangyeon finally understands what his best friend’s been so bothered about

pairing: lee sangyeon x reader (gender neautral! yay!)

genre: fluff

words: 1,3k

a/n: for @nyeac​ !!! hello darling, this is your gift for the deobi secret santa project!! i hope you like it, i’ve put a lot of love into writing it <3

“Do you remember that dumb promise we made when we were kids?” You questioned; curious eyes shifting to look at the male who sat on the other side of the table. Sangyeon’s head rested against the wall, his gaze locked on an unknown and distant spot. The open balcony allowed wind to flow naturally, playing with cotton-like hair strands of the other.

“The one where “we marry each other if we don’t settle down with anyone else once we are old and 25″?” Your best friend replied, voice gentle, matching with the atmosphere of a calm evening. This time, he turned to look at you, his eyes appearing just as tender. Not long after, the corners of his previously pursued lips lifted up.

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[jjoonewus]

[7:14 a.m] (suggestive fluff) 

Dedicated to @changminniebb​ <3 

The crisp autumn wind nips at the windows of yours and Changmin’s shared apartment as the sun rises, painting the sky with with tints of pink and orange. You slowly open your eyes, the sunlight bleeding into your vision as you become more aware of your surroundings so early in the morning. The leaves on the trees had began to transition from summertime, their appearances ranging in color from deep brown to golden and Orange.

“You’re awake early”, a raspy voice whispers from behind you, and you feel his strong and slender arms snake around your waist to pull you clean against his chest, the sensation of him gently squeezing you in his hold enough to make you shut your eyes in relaxation. He presses his slightly chapped lips to your bare shoulder blade ,the contrasting temperatures making you slightly shiver. 

Turning around, you trace his jawline with your index finger, taking note of any bumps or imperfections, your heart racing at the close proximity between his face and yours. He takes the initiative to close the small gap, his lips melting into yours as he cups your cheek in his hand to somehow bring you closer to him. 

Mornings like this were rare, but nevertheless welcomed. Busy days were often products of busy mornings, but some days could be started and taken in slowly with the both of you appreciating each other’s existence between the sheets, faces flushed red, hearts entwined and no words needed. 

[cozykpopblurbs]

[1:14pm] The sudden rain you and Q find yourselves in is so light you barely notice it, but he insists you walk closer together from now on so he can shield you from it with his jacket.

[jjoonewus]

[9:49 a.m]

Sundays had been made for sleeping in, you had decided a long time ago. The feeling of being awake and not having to get up on your day off from work was one of the best feelings in the world. Looking over to the alarm clock on Hyunjoon’s side of the bed, you smile. Still not ‘too’ late to lay around a few more minutes. You thought that, until your stomach started to rumble for some breakfast. 

“Good Morning”, he croaks out, rubbing his eyes, a smile making its way to your face. He always looked so precious when he woke up, only wanting cuddles before even getting out from the sheets. 

“Good morning, baby boy”, you giggle, snuggling closer to him, kissing his nose as he smiled without moving or opening his eyes. His eyelids flutter gently, the light from the blinds shining on him perfectly, and he looks like and angel. 

“I’m about to go make breakfast”, you tell him as you stroke his bangs from in front of his eyes, giving them a home behind his ear. He whines audibly like a toddler not getting his way. Before you know it, you’re trapped within his arms and legs, a laugh spilling from your lips as his head makes its way to your chest. 

“No, stay”, he mumbles shyly as you run your fingers through his tangled hair. He was always so clingy in the morning, not that you minded. If the both of you had your way, you would stay in bed all day with no worries. 

“Joonie, baby, I have to get up if you want breakfast”, you explain to him as he doesn’t make an effort to move, much less let you out of his strong grip. He simply shakes his head in protest. 

“I don’t want breakfast, I want cuddles”, he whines. Looks like you were ordering breakfast in this morning, as long as you got to cuddle Hyunjoon just a little longer. 

GIF credit goes to @newz-remade IT DOES NOT BELONG TO ME 

don’t republish my writing

[jjoonewus]

[7:02 p.m] 🎂

“You have to close your eyes, or else it will ruin the surprise!”, you playfully scold Sangyeon as he laughs, still slightly peeking through his eyelids at the small stack of gifts you’ve sat in front of him. After placing them down, you tip-toe to the kitchen, skillfully carrying his birthday cake into the living room, placing it down on the table. You gather a small bit of the bright orange frosting on your finger before wiping it on his mouth, and he’s quick to open his eyes, gathering you up, tickling you as you squeal and gasp for air. After you calm down, you make yourself more comfortable on his lap, placing your own lips on his sweet and sticky ones. He smiles, holding you just a little closer before pulling away. 

“Happy Birthday, my love”.

GIF: @wonderhwalls​

[jjoonewus]

Habitual

Genre: fluff 

Member: Heo Hyunjoon 

A/N: This is a mess lmao sorry, maybe some of you will enjoy it, though <3 

“Don’t forget about your initial discussion posts that are due by the end of this week, everyone!”, the professor bellows as everyone rushes to shove their belongings inside of their bag. You, however, took your time, making sure not to crinkle any of the carefully highlighted and sorted stacks of notes you’d made during the class period. 

While holding your pencil between your teeth, you were unaware of the wavering eyes of Heo Hyunjoon, admiring your every move softly as he struggled to put his materials away,himself. He cursed himself mentally for not taking that seat next to you that always seemed to be empty, for not passing a note to you like he was back in grade school. His fear that he would make a mistake in his words or actions halted his desire to utter a single syllable in your direction. 

Sighing, he shoves what’s left of his books into his slightly worn backpack, not even bothering to zip it up before sliding his hands through his hair without giving it much thought.Frustrated at himself, he storms out of the classroom, a cool rush of air hitting your face as he passes by you, making you look up before once again returning to what you were doing. 

. . .

“You said you wanted pizza, why aren’t you eating any of it?”, Juyeon shoves Hyunjoon softly with his shoulder, mouth filled to the brim with his lunch, a smear of Tomato sauce on his lips. Hyunjoon picks at the crust, rolling his eyes before letting out a slightly over dramatic sigh, sulkily picking up the now cold piece of pizza, taking a bite, if you could even call it such. 

“I dunno, guess I’m just not as hungry as I thought I was”, he mumbles, head clouded with self doubt as well as ideas to get the person in his class to notice without him making a fool of himself. He exhales, fingers skimming his scalp as he runs his hands through his thick head of hair, which was in dyer need of a wash, if he was honest with himself. 

Picking up his bag, he waves to his friend, slightly guilty as he makes the quiet trek back to his apartment. He kicks at a small rock, chuckling to himself when he kicked it farther than the last attempt. Eventually, he pulls his key out of his pocket, turning the handle to let himself inside, blindly tossing his backpack to the floor, and it lands softly on the carpet below with a ‘thud’. 

. . .

The next day, was one he wishes he could rewind and start over like those kinds of movies you watch and think, “Better him than me”. Hyunjoon had fallen asleep before setting his alarm, waking up several hours later than he had initially planned. He quickly slipped his shoes on, forgetting socks and breakfast as a result. In addition, He’d missed his first two lectures, and just barely made it on time to his third, out of breath from running as he slumped down in his chair. 

He found it hard to stay awake as the teacher droned on about Sixteenth Century Englishmen, his head lulling back and forth as he caught himself just in time before face planting the desk. You watched, giggling every once in a while when he was awake just long enough to jot down a few notes. Biting your lip, you tore the next clean page out of your notepad, scribbling something down before getting up, making your way over to him, taking a seat to his left. 

He bats his eyelashes, and he swears he’s dreaming as you look over at him, a small smile on your face as you slide the note over to him, never taking your gaze away from him as he sits up in his seat, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before unfolding it, his attention now fixated upon the words you’ve written intended for him to read. When he becomes fully aware of what he’s doing, he’s able to recognize that what he’s reading is a list, one pertaining to things you’ve noticed about him…these things including, but not limited to, 

1. when you get nervous, you run your hands through your hair. 2. You always look like you’ve not slept more than two hours when you walk into class. 3. you have really kind eyes, gentle ones. 4. You always look like you’re about to say something…so why don’t you? I won’t bite, you know..

He looks over to you once more, and without missing a beat, he grabs his pen from the table, scratching something in response to what you’ve written, giving it back to you, smiling when you’ve taken from him, unfolding it. 

You see, I can’t, because you’ve stolen all of my words - Hyunjoon 

[tbzhours]

kiss my tears away

eric x you, fluff  

[summary] how does eric make all of your sadness go away?  [words] 1.2k  [a/n] i hope this one comforts your soul ♡

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[shortjoong]

(M)

♡

You know this was bad, you shouldn't be going through with it, you shouldn't be with him. Not like this. Not when he was heartbroken. Your breath was jagged and your moans were spilling through your lips uncontrollably. But the way Juyeon's hips trusted against you making him reach a deeper area inside of you made your mind fuzzy and your body shake with pleasure. Tears in your eyes, not because of the pleadure, but because of the pain in your heart. You knew all you were was a way to escape the pain of a heartbreak, even if it was only for a short period of time. Juyeon's lips connected to yours and you held back a cry through the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Your mouth opened to moan but what came out was a broken sob, though Juyeon paid no mind. He figured it was maybe because of how rough he was being, but the truth was you, yourself, were heartbroken. You had loved Juyeon for so long and knowing that this was only a way to forget his past relationship is what hurt the most.

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[jjoonewus]

[8:31 p.m] (Smut warning!!!) 

Jaehyun peels off his t-shirt, revealing his marbled stomach and toned arms, adorned with bright and dark coloured ink, the sight making your mouth water as he hasn’t even touched you yet. The feeling of the tips of his fingers where you need him most sends a shiver down your spine, and an aching sensation straight to your core. 

“J-jae, please”, you whine, inching yourself closer to his body in hopes he’ll give in and give you what you want, nearly in tears at how desperate you were for his full attention. He giggles watching you try to rush him, his hands gliding up your thighs as he presses a kiss to your stomach lovingly. 

He eventually gives in to your wishes, pushing himself into you inch by inch until he bottoms out, a low groan leaving his lips as you clench around him repeatedly. When he sets a pace, you can’t help but to let out a moan, your whole body clouded with pleasure as you absentmindedly trace your fingers over the tattoo on his on his shoulder blade, the action making him sigh gently, his breath fanning over the soft skin of your neck as the knot in your stomach grows tighter and tighter. 

GIF: @theboyzies​

Dedicated to @tbzhours​  ;) 

[jjoonewus]

[12:30 p.m] 💙

Had it really been an hour since you’d started that chapter of your textbook? Last  you had checked the time, it had just gone ten in the morning, now it was nearing one in the afternoon. You lock your phone back before placing it back down on the desk, getting slightly startled when the sound for a notification goes off. Smiling, you grab it once more, your heartbeat picking up a little bit once you read the message sent to you…

(Younghoonie💙💙) - Don’t study too hard, I love you :) 

[jjoonewus]

[4:11 p.m]

“I don’t think we’re going to have any more to put on the pan if you don’t stop eating it!”, You playfully scold Changmin as he finishes yet another uncooked square of chocolate chip cookie dough. He giggles, popping the rest in his mouth before wiping his hands on his pyjama pants, sliding the pan into the oven before turning his attention to you once more. 

You’re busy washing your hands as he pulls you to his chest by your hips, your back clean against his chest, and you comfortably lean back, your head now perched sweetly on his shoulder. He begins to gently sway back and forth as a small smile is born on your lips, and he presses fluttering kisses to the curve of your shoulder. He could always make you dance, even with silence.

GIF: @jichanqmins​