αshould you let txt hold your drink at a party? β h.c.
αtxt if they found out that you are infertile! β h. c.
αhow i think gaming with txt would be like! β h.c.
αhow i think txt would react to their s/o baby talking with them! β h.c.
αhow i think txt would react if their female bsf sat on their lap! β h.c. (new!)
αtxt as office romance! β h.c.f. (new!)
αtxt as memorable strangers! β h.c.f. (new!)
ONE SHOTS!
α marmalade memories | huening kai. β f.
SERIES!
β°βΊ the ex chronicles. γtaehyunγ (c,a,f)β’ in which, the universal law of never giving your ex a second chance gets challenged time and time again. (ongoing)
DRABBLES!
(yeonjun)
RANDOM!
β°βΊ βΈ txt: most to least likely to be a cockblocker. c.
when you punch the stray kids while yelling 'that's my wife!'
an: this is unadulterated shitpost and idk what spawned this but here you go bc i overshare on the internet and i need to find people with my kind of humor! also since i made a tumblr so im making this everyone's problem.
BANG CHAN
bro fist bumps you while holding a bloodied napkin to his nose, and as you know what they say about men with big nose. more space for the blood to gush out, so he has to be very careful in order to not ruin his brand new black shirt.
MINHO
asks to see your marriage certificate, will act like a pure boomer, and will not drop the act unless you compensate him with cold hard cash.
CHANGBIN
you dont even make a dent on him. steals your girls and leaves you on the dirty floor crying and rethinking your life choices.
HYUNJIN
he respects you.
JISUNG
tries to punch you back. bends his back and jumps around you while making 'jab jab' sound with his mouth, misses and falls on the ground. gets up and immediately evacuates the place without looking back.
FELIX
you apologise to him sincerely.
SEUNGMIN
he sues tbh. no discussion.
JEONGIN
genuinely dumbfounded. gets defensive and tries to drag you to the security to show the footage that he did not hit on your wife even tho you explain to him that you're sorry and she's not your wife.
Longing dangles in front of Hyunjin's dazed eyes, taunting his tragic semblance of sanityβholding onto its withering threads. Intoxication barely touched the tip of his tongue despite the amount he had consumed in useless attempts of coaxing himself into a castle of winding tales that will be turned torn away from him as soon as the cold night washes away into bittersweet apricity.
Hyunjinβs finger swirled around the salted rim of his glass, his aquiline gaze fixated on the couple seated before him through the curtains of the drunk, dancing bodies. The acrid taste of, whether the alcohol in his hand, or the betrayal, coated his throat. Flames branching through every crevice of his body in white heat, and burgundy guilt. Hyunjin tried to close his eyes, and think of something pleasant to ease the boorish ideas spinning inside his head, driving himself a few steps closer to the impending doom he had called upon by himself.
But all he could think of was you; your gossamer hair soaked in honey, and your arcadian smile, that beckoned him to the end of the world. You had a strange power over himβbut it was not strange at all. In between ludic hours weaving away in each otherβs presence to all those countless days he has lost himself in the warmth of your embraceβhe had found himself to be madly in love with you.
Your evanescent love, your lustrous smile, your stubbornness, your bad cookingβeven your cruelty. Especially your cruelty, or else why would Hyunjin still be just as much in love with you as before when you were thereβbefore him, in the arms of someone elseβ-whom you had deemed the love of your life.
Hyunjinβs eyes flit back on the opened message on his phone, bright words mocking him under the guise of your angelic name, βSorry I canβt tonight, a bit busy.β
warningβdepiction of losercore fathers, watered down dilfs, tired wives, demon children and questionable (but funny) parenting style! + cursed pictures at the end!
(π) requested!!
yeonjunβ¦
the og dilf in this list
divorced, dramatic and never missed a single parents teacher meeting.
him and his daughter are known in the entire preschool for their fabulous fashion.
and quite proud of it too.
never caught slacking ever, heβs there to pick up his daughter 2 hours before she gets off
at first he used to get the criminal offensive side eye for his high fashion sense and obscure pieces.
but he slowly got the hearts to open up to him.
itβs actually the expensive desserts he bribed them with but yeonjun insists itβs his attractive persona.
acts like heβs not into gossiping but his ears are perked up whenever the ladies start their weekly tea spill session.
βso i heard the english teacher got left at the altar
yeonjunββ lol been there, had that done to me.β
always seen curving the hearts of all the ladies he comes across, be it single mums, married mums, teachers or even the principal.
says heβs sick of the attention but is seen bragging to everyone he can find.
yeonjunβ"your home room teacher gave me her number.β
yeonjunβs daughterβ"literally everyone has her number dad.β
always tries to sleep with his daughter for apparent βfather-daughterβ time when itβs his turn to co-parent with his ex wife
his daughter kicks him out of the room tho
but takes him back when she catches him pouting like a kicked puppy outside her door.
gets 4 days with his daughter and will do whatever she asks him to do
makeover and tea parties are mandatory in the choi house.
always fighting the demon to post the pictures of him being the best dad on some dating sites and getting some off it
but he will never use his father card for that purposed
he promised himself.
the dilf we need but not the one we deserve.
has a one sided rivalry with his ex wife.
yeonjunβ"she said she loves her dad the most and wishes mommy would love him too.β
his ex-wifeβ" still not taking you back.β
yeonjun covers his daughterβs ears.
yeonjunβ"well fuck u too.β
also very famous for hosting the best parties for kids.
yeonjun juggling three tiaras on his head, with pink and orange blush on his cheeks and purple glitter on his lips and eye lids and going around holding 5 princess dresses.
yeonjunβ"choi number two if you head dive into my girls birthday cake again ill mope the floor with your dadβs head.β
beomgyu probably woke up from his nap in cold sweat somewhere in his house.
tries his best to be the ideal dad for his little princess.
all the coochies fall at his feet when they see how much he loves his daughter.
synopsis:βin which, the universal law of never giving your ex a second chance gets challenged time and time again.
wc: 1634.
warnings: dramatised break up, mentions of break up, stealing of ideas, clingy taehyun.
masterlist of the series !
"Be honest with me for once," Yeonjun begged; the silvery, usually confident tone wrapping itself around with carmine threads of dolour, shaking ever so slightly. Those lucent eyes of his nearly closing, heavy with unspoken grief yet he still composed himself. Trying his best to appear equanimousβstrong enough to bravely bear the weight of her truth.Β
She had never seen him like this; so fragileβ like the image of someone draped in naivety, one who needed protection rather than being the one who always provided shelter.Β
"For once." Yeonjun repeated, pressing his lips into a thin line to fashion himself into a courageous version of the man who stood before her: the man who was unafraid to accept the torment once and for all, the man who was not ready to walk away.Β
"Did you ever love me?" He sucked in a breath, staring right at her through the opaque tears that adorned the vermillion of his eyes, threatening to spill over even at the slight hesitation of hers, "even once?"
Was Yeonjun the same man she had lost her heart to once? Someone who was unafraid to reflect the conditions of his heart so bravely before the scrutinizing gazes? Perhaps if she was aware of it, she wouldn't have to leave him.Β
She nodded, words refusing to fizzle out of her mouthβworrying that one little pathetic sound might crash the dam she had built, crashing through the barricades she had set up for herself, pushing past the limitations to protect her selfish heart, while she goes on and breaks his one,without a hint of remorse flashing through the blankness of her gaze.
Yeonjun scoffed almost immediately, raising his slender, winsome hand in the air before brushing through his caramel locks, as a perturbed scowl appeared on his lips, refusing to believe in the honesty he had demanded from her.Β
"Liar," He spat, pointing an accusatory finger at her. The bashed hue of misery mixing in with the vehement wrath, he looked at her with his cheeks stained.Β
"You love me," Yeonjun announced through his gritted teeth, easily calling bluff to the lies she told herself and him.Β
"If I loved you I wouldn't have left you!" She screamed, unknowingly taking a step back. Hoping, desperately hoping, the space she created between the two of them would conceal the veracity of her lies. She wanted these words to be mantled in sincerity, coming from the bottom of her heart, so she could hurt him just like the way he did to her. In spite of begging for forgiveness, again and again, he went back and destroyed the world she wanted to build for the two of them. Unfortunately only love wasn't enough for her, for anyone, except him.Β
"I had loved you once," she stated with finality, "not anymore."
"Why?" Yeonjun yelled, looking down to hide the new tears that had been streaming down his blossoming cheeks, "just why?
"Because," she paused, heaving lids leading her to the bag slung over her shoulder, rummaging through it for the object that could save the both of them through an ordeal that ripped them apart with no sense of penitent. She pulled out a bar of snickers.Β
"You're not you when you're hungry."Β
"I hope you copyrighted our break up story," Taehyun, your ex-boyfriend turns to look at you as soon as the commercial break ends and a random group appears on the screen promoting their new album. He wore nothing but complete and utter sincerity on his face, conveying that everything that came out of his mouth, no matter how absurd it may have sounded, was to be set on stones. And he is willing to drag whoever is responsible to the house of justice, if he must.Β
"First of all," you began, enticing those huge, sparkly eyes to look up at you, "That's probably not our storyβ"
You widen your eyes to shut him up when you notice his mouth parting to interrupt you, "Our break up wasn't even this fancy," You pointed at the television set up at one of the corners.Β
"You weren't even half as charming as Choi Yeonjun." A scowl forming on Taehyun's velvety lips, marred by the foam of the coffee you had made for him, at the blatant comparison between him and possibly the hottest new actor of the country with no consideration for his dainty ego, " You just stared at me with your big eyes and called me a liar."Β
The integrity of your thorny words softened the look of dissatisfaction on Taehyun's face upon the unpredictable blow. He couldn't refute that. He had indeed called you a liar, a fraud, and a coward when you refused to acknowledge the preponderant feelings that were kept inside of your heart in a folder of his namesake.Β
That is still buried in that folder, sure, under all the letters of complaints about him, but it had existed, and it still exists. You were still a liar, although a very bad one at that.Β
"And get out after you fiβ"Β
"Yet the storyline is exactly the same, with the exception of those tacky dialogues," Taehyun explained, lifting the cup to his mouth, sneaking a smile at the succession of interrupting you before taking a contentful sip of the warm beverage," and the actor cryingβI did not cry."Β
You shifted your weight from one leg to another, the invisible meter of wrath on top of your head nearing a very dangerous temperature,"Of course, you don't cry. You only make the people around you cry." You muttered under your breath, loud enough, and well intended for him to hear.Β
"That writer is your friend too." He spoke defiantly, ignoring your snide remark.Β
"So what? Are you gonna drag my friend to court?" You inquired, lazy eyes boring through his piercing ones, expecting him to nod, betting all those years you had spent with him. And he did so exactlyβthe years were yet to betray you.Β
"We can win!" Taehyun exclaimed, hoping to rope you into his intrepid adventure to acquire justice for a chapter in both of your life; the one you want to burn.Β
"And what will you gain from it?" You chose to humor his foolish castles built in the cloud rather than calling the cops and finally obtaining a long awaited restraining order on your unruly ex boyfriend.Β
A cheshire cat grin swept across his features, his hands nearly slipping out and grabbing yours to sit you beside him and listen to his brilliant plant. But the flinch of yours at the action had swiftly stopped him, before his fingers could graze your wrist.Β
"Dignity," He announced proudly, ignoring the blunder he was about to commit, "and money."
"I don't want any money!" You grimaced immediately, pulling yourself even further, capturing the attention of the patrons seated around you.Β
It was his turn to roll his doll-like eyes, probably swallowing down a bubble of how anyone who denies monetary consolation is just shrouding themselves in a false lie of social justice in this cruel, rotting day and age of capitalism.Β
Taehyun leaned back on his seat, leisurely sipping on his coffee, "Alright then,"Β
"Relinquish the copyrights to me." He narrowed his eyes, and stared at you in utter determination through the gap between his fingers holding his coffee cup up, blatantly expecting you to crack down and file the case against your 'so-called' friend for the handsome prize.Β
You opened your mouth to chide him once again but the meter above your head had just crossed its limit and you were officially done entertaining the man you stopped loving a year prior. His raised eyebrows, silently challenging you to take up the generous offerβbut it only edged you closer to the point where all that was left was the meter to explode and using a shard from the debris to stab the annoying man invading your work place.Β
Instead of a sharp jab at his expense which he was waiting for, you bent down to shut his laptop, urging him to jump up on his seat in a flash, ready to catch the electronic if you threw it on his head. Zelaous eyes flickering from your tired face to his laptop, deciphering the inconspicuous code that you send him, telling him it was time to leave or else he'd have to walk out of this place with his hands fullβeach hand holding the two separate, broken parts of his late laptop.Β
"Leave."You spell it out for him, incase he decided to be extra shameless on this fine day. Your eyes pointing at his laptop, and then to the door, eagerly urging him to get out. He pursed his lips, and raised his cup to his mouth, and took a long drag, finishing almost all of it in one long sip, before standing up, towering over you.Β
"Fine," He sighed, collecting all his belongings from the table, "Put the coffee on my tab."
You suppress the urge to groan into his face, to save the reputation of your quaint cafeβinstead deciding upon throwing lethal daggers from your eyes; the hopeless, and quite laughable wish of yours for your ex to realise that keeping coming here won't magically change your mind, and give him another chance.Β
"I'll be back soon, dear ex." He threw in another vexatious smile before leaving for the day for good.
also this one i had written in my docs which is why its up so early, the other ones, ill do my best to churn out soon, inshaallah!
a/n β most of the txt members would be spread out here and there like this, and might have some absurd cameos or supporting cast ( look out for beomgyu!the milkman.)
taglist: @forever-in-the-sky2 @itz-yerin ( if you wanna be added in the taglist, comment or drop an ask.)
βΈ txt: most to least likely to be a cockblocker.
βyes this is a repost from old acc but the content wise it's different.
MOST
"if you guys fuck in yall shared home he's gonna call your mom and your landlord and kick you out. he does not want to live in the remnant stench of sex. you two signed a ledger and if you break it he takes your eggs or balls away as a price, along with leaving you homeless. " βtaehyun
"its not that he minds you getting dicked down but he's just too happy to interact with new people and will not leave you two alone to do the devil's tango. you're gonna stay here watching the breakdance he did in his church. and he might also cozy up with your partner making you feel like the third wheel." βyeonjun
"he will make sure your partner feels the most uncomfortable. he's just gonna fill the entire shared with negative energy so that the neighbours has to cleanse the apartment building, just because he can. he will also feel lonely if you two leave him alone :(. don't leave guys." βbeomgyu
"another one like beomgyu. swear he's like super cool with you getting some but also the type to hold your date on the door of his room and talk about ages about topic that are not important ( super invasive like what was your favourite cartoon growing up?) and then it goes from one thing to another and now yall chronologically listing all your flaws." βsoobin
"he's outta there when you text him you're bringing your date. if you guys accidentally meet he acts like he doesn't know you, and if yall meet in the house he acts like a thief and then you two do a fake chase yall rehearsed so he's out of there without having to do small talk."βhuening kai
LEAST
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your threat is nothing but a fatal invitation to yeonjun; calamitous attraction beckoning him towards you, only a few sane thoughts keeping him from colliding into you. the separation tastes like copper as it cuts into his tongue.
" i want you. " yeonjun confesses, through webs of sincerity he has long abandoned whenever the topic came to you, but not tonight. he was desperate to hold you; feel your softness under his calloused fingers, and deceitful decisions.
"to own me or to love me?" comes your brave reply. yeonjun doesn't speak a word but he stalks towards you. his hooded eyes reflecting his true intention in a long, long time. his hands touch yours, as though they'd melt away from the heat he is emittingβyou've got to admit they do burn.
it's painful, and satisfying to have him. probably not fully, but the way his hands roam from your palms to your forearms to inch you closer to his embraceβyou cannot help but soak in the scathing fire of his love.
genre : best friend to lovers, mutual pining, idiots in love, fluff.
synopsis: under the melting sun of a nameless summer, you find out that the person who you call your best friend, and whom you once had fallen in love with , didn't in fact want your prized acorn paper weight, but your heart.
wc: 3.9k+
warning: huening kai is referred as a sadist and bastard multiple times, there is mention of a threat concerning a plastic fork and hyuka's nose, hyuka mentions his own balls, beomgyu, reader gets a concussion, hospital and bad example of physics.
a/n! heh my first one shot! stay tuned for the next one next year (jk) or am i
The swing still squeaked like it did every evening of those idyllic years of past; perhaps even more now, only a few years later. The shrill sound melting into the last breath of the light of the day, mixing itself with the palette of sunset, one that you both had savored together years later. Oddly wistful, if you had to put a word to that feeling. The buzzing warmth warbled at the pit of the stomach would definitely conquer the one of the diminishing bright star above. Although it's quite unclear to you whether it was the nostalgia of the ear-splitting noise of the unoiled metal clanging together that made you feel this way, or it was your best friendβs laughter that was one pitch away from over taking the invincible of swing that has been here since the buttcrack of 90βs.
βNever thought this old, rusty swing would bring so many memories,β Huening Kai exclaimed, eyes turning into the crescentβs that mirrored the one in the sky. Like a kid he had been clutching onto the metal grips of the swing, trying to get himself to sway as much as he could despite now being double the size of the swing set himself.
βPush me!β He added in with urgency, feets swinging in a childish tempo instantaneously teleporting him to the early years of his life when this very place was one of his daily commutes, despite all the jumbled brew of all sort of emotion a teenage boy can go through at the common playground of the society, only the sweeter of the bunch displayed on the apple of his rosy cheeks, and the lowkey questionable giggle that gurgled out of his mouth. All in the name of good nostalgia, you hoped.Β
"Fine!" You got up, wiping your hands onto the fabric of the skirt you were wearing, "Me next, though." You quickly threw in the condition.Β
The man kept his mouth shut, pretending to not hear what his best friend had said, earning a tug on his ear.Β
"Sure, sure!" Huening Kai winced in pain, prying your fingers off his ear, praying to his lord that none of your fingernails would catch onto his piercings and tug a few out; It had always been his biggest fear, once he got them pierced a few weeks ago.
You narrowed your eyes, but quietly took the place behind the man, placing your hands onto the metal chain attaching the seat to the pole, just above his fists, which tightened in anticipation.Β
"You know after all this time I thought you'd calm your violent outbursts a little." Huening Kai raised his feet above the ground to increase the velocity of the push, meanwhile you closed the proximity between the two of you as you brought your face next to his, trying to look at him in the eyes from standing behind him, nearing the stage of becoming cross eyed just to show the seriousness of the demand of the next turn being yours.Β
Huening Kai stopped breathing for a second at the interaction, the warmth from his cheeks radiating to his ear, urging him into deluding himself with the idea of the recent tugging of his ear being the cause of its turning into an embarrassing shade of red rather than having his best friend so close to him; he could have turned to his side just a little to close that shy little gap between them, which is exactly why he started to getting a cramp on his neck from the fear of moving at any direction and causing the unthinkable.Β
"I will push you too! No need to threaten me, geez!" He pulled his head in front of him, he might have looked like a duck but it was better than whatever the other options were.Β
"Good boy." You patted the top of his head, and pulled him back with all your might while stumbling backwards, making Huening Kai chortle joyfully like a kid in a toy store.Β
"Do you remember the time you chased me to this playground with a fork in your handβSTAND BACK! FAR!" Huening Kai yelled out, cautioning to get away in order to avoid the hit of the swing if he swung too far, hardly thinking it would, but both of you hadn't been the best at physics nor math and it would just be better for everyone if they maintained a safe distance.Β
You stepped a few feet away and sighed.Β
"That happened?" you lied confidently, trying to sound shocked and waver him off as you pulled back the seat, Huening Kai advised that it would give you better grip for a higher swing, and let go once again.Β
It had been only a few days since the two of you had met, acquainted, and fought when the murder attempt was made, and it was merely because he had taken your homework with himΒ and went away for a get away with his parents which resulted in quite some trouble for you. And for that reason to this day, you do not regret threatening the man with that plastic fork which you said you would have generously shoved up one of his nostrils, and fetch it back from the other one.Β
Plus it started their beautiful friendship that transcended all those years.Β
"YES!" Huening Kai exclaimed, turning back to look at your face from high above the ground, "It was a plastic fork though."
"Don't really remember." You murmured, avoiding eye contact with the victim of the heinous crime. Huening Kai chuckled and shook his head, and turned back before whining to go a little bit faster.Β
"Do you remember the time when I wanted your acorn paper weight?" He asked quietly, playing the entire scenario of how it took place in the hallway of their school.Β
"And then we met here to trade."Β
You nodded even though Huening Kai had no way of seeing your non verbal confirmation, " I was so surprised when you asked for it, like it was a paper weight." laughter bubbled at the back of your throat as you rewinded the memory of an awkwardly tall, sheepish boy eyeing the acorn paper weight with such determination.Β
"It was prettyβ¦"Β
"And that sticker book!" You gasped, leaning on one of the handles Huening Kai had been holding onto, "It had all my favorite animes!"Β
You giggled triumphantly, the years old exultation still making you giddy to this day, "I think I got a better end of the deal than you and your sad acorn!"Β
"Loser!" You added with an exaggerated evil laugher.Β
Huening Kai carelessly nodded, soaking in all of the fervorous cadence you offered, blissfully unaware of the eyes that were fixated on you; the movement long forgotten as Huening Kai opened the box of nostalgia. Handpicking each and every story that was made in this playground, and replaying it in front of them like a movie of a lifetime.Β
Oblivious to himself, he had been smiling up to you; the marmalade sunset melting the brown into his eyes and trickling like honey onto his cheeks, staining them oh so sweet.Β
"Do you remember the time you gave me a rose?" He pondered out loud.Β
"What a way to crash the nostalgia train, shithead."Β
Of course You remember, who could forget their first confession no matter how bad it went. Especially when it went inexplicably bad; the worst! But what was even more worse than worst, if that is possible (It was in this case), was the fact it had been Huening Kai, who you had confessed to. It sends you cold shivers that you still remember that day as clear as a sunny day.Β
"Sure I called you a loser," You sighed, "You didn't have to repay me with that blow."Β
You wondered whether her best friend had been a closeted sadist all these while.Β
"I didn't murder anything nor did I blow you with anything," He reasoned, turning his bottom into the seat to face you a little bit more, the inane smile had been replaced by a dinky frown, "I just asked you whether you remember it or not."Β
"Woah," You wheezed, "You're so cold hearted."Β
Huening Kai rolled his eyes waiting for you to get over the drama and reply to him, which you did, "Yeah."Β
"You're such a bastard, you want me to talk about it, don't you?" You put your hand on his head and yanked a fistful in rage, but let go soon enough when you saw a few of his bleached hair coming out; you didn't wanna be known as a the crazy lady who made a hole into her crush's head after he had rejected her years prior.Β
Huening Kai's hands flew to his crown in a panicked rush as early hair loss flashed before his eyes, letting out a sigh of relief when he did not see a patch of his yellow hair on your hands. He relaxed his shoulders, and leaned back on the other handle.Β
"Yes please," He pleaded with a smirk, "Tell me all about it."Β
One demonic shriek and three earth shattering convulsions later, you were ready to indulge into the revelatory experience you had at the beginning of your teenage years, and be done with the ridiculous life experience that haunted every night of those ripe years full of opportunities.
"I confessed to you," You murmured quickly, flitting your eyes everywhere except for the pair that were gazing into hers with a minuscule citrusy smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. You hated that dumb face he made; You despised the actuality of the little beat that your heart skipped in that moment.Β
You found him smiling up at you when the shame died down just a bit, "I didn't quite catch you, can you repeat that?"Β
"The only thing you'd be catching is," You held up a clenched fist, "this."Β
Huening Kai's cautiously touched the knuckled of your closed fist pushed it down as if he were testing the water, his gaze cavorting from your deadpanned eyes to your tiny fist that is now at half the height you had raised it at first without any visible scratches on him: always a good sign to go on.Β
"You heard me,"Β
"No, I did not."Β
"You-" You calmed yourself, snatching your fist away from the tip of his fingers that had been lingering on your knuckles despite the danger being out of question, you pointed your index finger at him, and then put it down. Your cheeks turning into the rouge of the rose you had shoved into his hands and left a few summers before.Β
"Anyway, whatever!" You explained, your hands capering around in the air, as Huening Kai watched with an amused smile that only increased in sizes as the second keys in the clock ticked away, "So I liked you!"Β
"Only a little," You clarified.Β
"Pfft," Huening Kai snickered, sitting up properly, further diminishing the distance between you two. He could see himself in your eyes, "You're lying."Β
"You shoved a single rose in my hand, muttered something like, I like you I guess and just booked it." He explained, reciting it exactly as it happened, word to word. Which meant only one thing, he remembered everything. Sure, he hadn't comically been hit by a car and lost his memories but You hadn't expected him to remember it as vividly as you did, that too from the perspective of the person who had not embarrassed himself in front of a person they had a crush on.Β
"Don't remind me," You slipped further onto the chain, somehow mimicking an otter pop in the summer heat after being in the hands of an hyperactive toddler for more than five minutes, " You never answered me back either."Β
"That's because I didn't get a single word that you told me, until I spent some time on the way your lips moved and what sounds that you made could be translated into words." Huening Kai chuckled, the memories of a younger him trying to impersonate his best friend and make those sounds to figure out what you had said was still as fresh as it had been yesterday.Β
"Still not an excuse," You sulked, "We had school together."Β
Huening Kai nodded in agreement, with his lips pursed and his eyebrows bunched together to come up with a feasible fib, "we did,"Β
"Perhaps I was shy?"Β
You rolled your eyes the exact moment an abrupt gush of wind gently brushed the silken web of dark hair away from your face, the sheen of burning sun shining onto your cheeks.
βYou and shy?β You cocked your head to the side and leaned in closer. Huening Kaiβs oxygen intake was immediately endangered when the nearness between your heads was less than mere five inches. Huening Kai blinked; once, twice. He had hoped providing a few seconds might remind you of the unseen boundary of friendship you had crossed, once again. Just as bravely done as you had done four years ago.
βStop kidding me,β You broke the silence, finally retreating your head. Huening Kai was awfully confused: you sighed, and went to sit in the swing adjacent to his, Huening Kaiβs eyes never leaving you.
β You probably thought it was a joke or something,β You drawled, βand itβs okay you know?β
Huening Kai knows it's not okay. He could tell that from the way your eyebrows were furrowed together, and that etch of frown that marred your glow. Huening Kai hoped it wasn't okay. It was selfish of him to wish that but the boyish feelings he had harbored for you way before yours even began to flutter, turned him into one of those emerald tactless monsters.
βIt's okay if you didn't like me back.βΒ
Huening Kai internally groaned: he was going insane. The soft, pitiful tone you spoke in only added fuel to the hell fire that was already burning inside of his heart. He couldnβt blame it on the fried oreo Beomgyu had stuffed down his throat anymore. He might have been a coward years ago, but now his balls were all grown and ready to be used.
βNot true,β Huening Kai murmured, dragging himself across the steel seat to face the front.
βVery true,β You snapped back.
βYou couldnβt have been further from the truth,β Huening Kai snorted, avoiding your flaming eyes, sending you more death threats than a wounded fan at their biasβs wedding.
βOkay so you were madly in love with me? Ooh you would've died for me," You mocked him, but as though Huening Kai was hell bent on embarrassing the shit out of you, that bastard nodded at the ridiculous rumor you made up on that spot.
βNow thatβs some good olβ truth.β
βNobody talks like that old guy!β You were mad; You were furious, your nostrils were flaring as though they had a life of their own and those lives were very stressful. It might have been years since you got ditched, but that was still your first actual in person crush, which remained unclear and now the offender of that deplorable act is sitting beside you and committing perjury. You could break his skull open.
Without a word, Huening Kai turned around meeting your accusatory eyes. His ones were serene, melting like candle wax, shimmering like the reflection of moon in a constant wavering lake, meanwhile yours were smokey, cautious and hurt clouding the pupil in iridescent droplets. You opened your mouth to plead, but nothing came out.
βDonβt look at me like that,β was what you wanted to say.Β
It was bizarre; insane actually how some gymnastic that snuck into your stomach was doing somersaults, like a whole butterfly convention letting all of them out in your gut. It was weird, because you had this exact torture executed on you years ago, on the command of this exact man.
βI wanted to tell you something that day,β Huening Kai began, breaking the harrowing eye contact that immured you, allowing you to breathe at last.
βI liked you,β Huening Kai confessed, letting out a breath of relief. The tingling sensation that erupted beneath his skin, electrifying him to the core. Despite the fear that laundered his entirety, it was freeing at last.
Although the same couldnβt have been said for you..
βI probably liked you before you did,β Huening Kai chuckled, throwing a side glance towards you, briefly catching the blanched appearance you adapted.
βYou're pulling my leg.β You stated in a shaken tone, but it was just as quickly refuted by Huening Kai who shook his head.
βDo you think Iβve watched an episode of cardcaptor sakura in my life?β Huening Kai questioned, βOr inuyasha?β
Huening Kai was right: It had always been you who was a big fan of all those shows in that book. You didn't even know whether Huening Kai was even remotely aware of them except you mentioning them once in a while,yet the sticker book was filled with the obsessions you had rambled away to your heart's content.
It wasn't good, it wasn't good at all. The way Huening Kai looked at you; it made your heart skip beats like the first time you had figured out your irrational behavior, and palpitations were because of him. As though someone had turned back the clock, and they were back in the year and your biggest wish was for him to love you back.Β
You shook your head, "But you," you murmured, closing your eyes to collect yourself, "But I thought you wanted my acorn!"Β
Huening Kai was beside you in silence, trying to process what his best friend, and allegedly (according to you, it was still alleged) crush had said, before erupting in a fit of hysterical laughter. He pulled his head backwards, flinging his black locks along with him, clutching onto the metal chains to prevent himself from toppling over, all while you stared at him as if he had just smoked some green leaves.Β
"You really are dense," He sputtered out in difficulty through his laughter, "I wanted a reason, not your acorn!"Β
You opened your mouth to defend but closed it realizing you had nothing to put forth as evidence while blissfully ignoring the biggest lead for you to win the case. You slumped onto your uncomfortable metal plate of the swing, which was starting to hurt your tailbone, while slowly soaking in the new information from years prior that could have, frankly, changed the trajectory of your life.Β
Your first love could have been fulfilled.Β
"Why didn't you answer me back when I said I liked you?" You questioned, springing up from your slouched position, pointing an accusatory finger at Huening Kai.Β Β
"I-" Huening Kai stammered; at this age, he had no idea why he had just ignored that completely despite sharing those feelings. A look of defeat washed over his features, his head lolling downwards in a wave of shame that washed over him upon remembering what a candy-ass he had been in front of you.Β
"I am sorry," He apologized, "I guess, I was taken aback."Β
"So you're saying we could have dated in school?" You wondered out loud, pushing kicking the ground to swing yourself as high as you could. It felt funny in your gut knowing that your one sided high school love affair wasn't as bad as you had cursed it for so long, although quite a bit unfortunate. No one ever told you that discovering that your old crush, with whom you had no luck getting together with now, was actually interested in you too.Β
"It's kinda weird now, don't you think?" You added, turning to look at Huening Kai who never stopped staring at the soaring girl; glowing brighter than the moon that had embraced the navy sky.Β
βWhy weird?β Huening Kai queried, stretching his arms before standing up and walking behind you, hoping to return the favor he had promised you.
βItβs just,β You paused when Huening Kaiβs hands grabbed onto your shoulders to prevent you from crashing into him. Myriad of stars detonated behind your closed eyes; Heart racing as though it is being chased by something that would guarantee it from ever beating, thumping against the rib cage at a brush of his hand.
Huening Kai murmured a quick apology, moving his hands onto the metal chains. The downside of his closed palms slightly touching your closed fists: an action that wouldnβt have affected you anyway, just ten minutes ago, but now it was a whole different conversation. Huening Kai just broke open Pandora's box, and you were the one suffering.
You were only one step, one innocent touch, away from experiencing all nine stages of grief in front of your ex-cush and current best friend, βDo you think we would have still been together?β
βI would hope so,β Huening Kai answered truthfully, he let go of the swing when felt it was a safe enough distance,βBut your boyfriend might not like that idea.β
An impish smile decorated Huening Kaiβs lips: he was aware of the fact that you currently had no boyfriend; a fact which you had no idea of. Truthfully heβs just testing the waters.
βI have no boyfriend!β You yelled out from above. Huening Kai smirked, quickly doing a congratulatory fist pump, and fixed his posture, pushing you back up when you came down. Thankfully, he was standing behind you so he didn't have to hide his grin and appear as if someone injected anesthesia into his lips while trying to hide it.
βDo you want one?β
If your heart skimped on doing itβs only one job which essentially runs your body, you might just admit yourself in a cardiac specialized clinic, and stamp the bill onto Huening Kaiβs forehead. This time, before he could push you again, you screamed for him to stop and turned back to get a better look at the man.
And that bastard looked as though he was enjoying this. You wereΒ now sure that your ex crush and current best friend is in fact a sadist.
Huening Kai bent down to look you in the eyes,Β
"Do you want one?β He repeated his question; this time a little bit slower, a bit more earnest and an amped up sexual appeal which his 16 year self never could even if he plucked up the courage.
You were the first one to break eye contact, as you narrowed your eyes. You got up and stood in front of him, now looking up at him with your arms crossed, before booking it and running out of the playing ground. But in a comical turn of events, you hadnβt noticed the pull up bar in the dark and fell back within a second. If the pain wasnβt enough, the embarrassment was enough reason for you to dig a hole into the ground and bury yourself into it.
βHey you okay?!β
βYou couldnβt wait till I got discharged?β You deadpanned, touching the bandage on your forehead that you had acquired from last nightβs mishap.Β
βNo,β Huening Kai quickly responded before pouting his lips to blow onto the spoonful of soup and took it towards youβwhich you consumed without any words. He had a content smile on his face, pulling his personal handkerchief outΒ and wiping the corner of your lips.
βI think for our first date,βΒ Huening Kai looked around, acknowledging the romantic setting of a plain hospital room, βThis is pretty iconic.β
warning: religious themes, cheating ( falls out of love), pining, sickening amount of heartbreak.
BANG CHAN
The rumors in the campus were all about how easy it was to fall in love with that one senior, Bang Chan. Why wouldn't it be when he possessed the brilliance of ethereal beings, and treated everyone with kind words. Dimpled smiles lulling you in before his dulcet tone could further hypnotize you. It was truly easy to fall in love with him, and so you did. How could you not when he promised to protect you from any trouble that came your way, uttered saccharine promises of being just a call away.
Endless days youβve spent being content with the ardent warmth he showered you in, never pushing you away yet never quite pulling you in either. He confused you, and fluttered your heart with similar ease. He showed you vivid glimpses of love through his eyes that his words never seemed to convey. And when he did, it had been too late.
β
"It's my fault actually," Bang chan spoke and you listened; the usual order at last disrupted, and switched to pull over the curtain he had hidden all his feelings behind.
"I just thought I'd have forever," a broken chuckle escaped him, the smile never reaching the corner of his eyes, "How stupid of me right?"
Bang chan doesn't wait for your reply, fearing what you might say; fearing heβd not be able to piece himself together after hearing you confirm what he was saying. He shakes his head seemingly agreeing with himself. You wore a frown on your lips, he didn't like that.
" You don't have to answer me," He laughed, pale hands coming up to fix his scarf to expose his blossoming nose tip, and the reddened lips; a parting gift from the winter night that broke his heart. He took off his right hand's glove, extending it towards you.
"Just promise me you'll find me whenever you think of me," He held his pinkie out, " at least call me."
If it was this very wintry night that broke his heart, for you it was the smile he was trying so hard to keep on his face.
MINHO
Minho had been nothing crude to you. Never allowing a moment of tenderness to slip between the two of you, yet in spite of his cruelty, you had always showered him with your infuriating optimism, and that contagious smile tugging at the corner of your lips.
You had kythed all the love you had saved up for him one day. Placing the innocent manifestation of your verscious feelings into the palm of his hands, and like a tyrant, he threw it away. Stepping on it as if it were nothing but a piece of trash, meant to be chucked out. Without sparing a second glance at the heart he capriciously broke, or the person it belonged to.
The candied smile you always wore on your lips lost its sweetness, so why was it that Minho's days started to taste bitter. The unparalleled shine you emitted burdened him, yet the lack of it in his presence burned him. Confusion, and anguish, in your name, lurking their way through his rib cage capturing his heart into a sinister clasp. If he had never loved you then why did his world collapse when he saw you in the arms of someone else.
β
"I hate you," Minho sneered at you. The sparkling eyes devoid of the glimmer it always donned, replaced a wavering obsidian, staring right at you, " I hate that you went to him."
This unjustified anger coursing through his veins, Minho knows he shouldn't feel, not when he was the reason why you were now in love with someone else. He couldn't help but let the streams of erroneous thoughts run havoc in his mind, provoking him to explode in flames with questions to you asking why couldn't you have persisted if you truly loved him.
Did you even love him? is what he wants to ask, the overwhelming pain of losing you shrouding his ability to think properly.
"I loveβ"
He didn't let you finish the proclamation of love marred by his nameβthe knuckle slamming against the concrete of the wall stopped you.
"You don't have to tell me," He seethed, retracting his bloodied knuckles, his gaze momentarily flaunting from the bruise he held and to your fixed stance. The days when you would have come running to tend to his wounds with affection stained tears swimming in your eyes were long gone.
"You show it enough."
CHANGBIN
Changbin is unable to distinguish between the forlorn regret and debris of love you two shared. Like a sickening pattern, in the morning he wakes himself with a promise to let go and move on, and by the time evening rolls around he finds himself tangled in the webs of his guilty conscience. He wasnβt a coward, neither did he ever consider falling out of love a grave sin, but to string along someone with you. Turning blind eye to all the sanguine saturated wounds, and the dewy stares.
Changbin was at fault; he recklessly destroyed the relationship you two built with so much care without your permission, imploring you to believe in the ghost of the love until you grew tired and left on your own.
He had not only trampled on the sacred bond you both had sworn to, as well as for being the bystander when he witnessed you try to piece together the debris all by yourself.
β
Changbin plays with the crumpled up ball of tissue in his hand, the buzzing noise of the fan, and the chattering of all the other patrons in the restaurant near your house fills the silence just enough to conceal the smog of regret that surrounds him.
"You look nice," he says, his eyes still preoccupied with the crumpled ball in his hand, daring not to raise his head to glance upon your face.
You let a breath move past your lips, the rigid notes on your face melting into a frustrated stretch as you rub your temple.
"What do you want Changbin?"
"Can't you-" he looks at you finally, "Can't you give me one more chance?"
Changbin was a coward; he was shameless, begging for another chance even though he lost you himself the first time. He had you to love, to cherish, but left you all alone with his broken promises and confessions of love hanging by a wilted thread from your fingers. Perhaps he had finally embraced integrity when he beseeched for you to give him one more chance to love, mirroring yourself from the days you had been the one in love in that husk of the relationship all by yourself, despite the words that left your lips.
"I have someone I love," you say calmly, "Someone who loves me more than enough."
HYUNJIN
Hyunjin clings onto those halcyon days stained with your presence like he had held onto the hubristic words of others, arrogantly claiming how there must be no one else in this world more perfect for you other than him. Somehow, somewhere along the days he has passed falling more, and more in love with you, he fashioned himself into a person who would fit you, whom you could turn to whenever trouble knocked onto your world. Considering you nothing less of a divination that consumes his day, and night alike.
A shade less striking than what may be named obsession, he would even change the way of the wind if you perchance asked him to. The gaze of yours spreading like an arctic rain shower in the middle of midsummer night echoing in his chest, chanting your name like a hymn of ancient gods.
He loved you, with all his being. But you are not to be captured and caged inside his heart, he wants you on your will, for he shall kneel and accept any conclusion you grace upon him. Even if it was to banish him from ever taking your name.
β
"Then why?" Hyunjin ran his hand through his wet hair, matted in a sudden rain shower. You had never seen him exasperated; out of composure, let alone with diaphanous tears lining his doleful eyes.
"Why can't you love me?" You took a step back, avoiding his piercing gaze despite being strewn with glittering specks of diamonds. It was a genuine question, why couldn't you love him? He was nice, he was beautiful, and he was respectful. He was perfect, in every way but he wasn't him.
"Don't tell me you didn't know I loved you," he whispered in tragic exhaustion, letting the tears fall down, camouflaging themselves in the irenic droplets, "Everyone knows how much I've loved you."
"How much I love you."
The semblance of restraint snapped in half as the quivers in his voice turned into indocile sobs, splintering the very thing he wanted from you in millions of shards. He may not have gotten the same kind of love he seeked of you, but in some way, you had given up a little bit of yourself to him. Albeit not as maddening away he had given himself to you, but you couldn't deny the ache that tainted the ivory of soul. You had loved him, just not as much.
"How come you're the only one who refused to see it?"
JISUNG
Jisung has loved you for as long as he can remember, and you loved him too; just not in the same manner as he did. Neither was it smothered in the fragrance of limerence, nor was it cut by blades of haplessness. He happily relinquished all that he could offer with no avaricious intentions just he could see you frolic with moonshine in your eyes, and the silvers of starlight braided into your hair.
He paid no attention to own throbbing heart, coughing bloods of crimson dilemma, just to keep the tender etch of a smile on your face. You didn't love him, not in the way he would want you to, not in a way his tears begged you to in the nights unbeknownst to your existence, too afraid to unravel in the light of day, or seek solace in someone else.
He might just trade his flesh, and bones if he must to protect the whimsical adoration on your face, so how could he infect you with the repulsive confusion to please his selfish yearning?
β
βI am sorry I didnβt want you to burden you,β Jisung speaks plaintively, his voice thick with grief,β I canβt help it that I love you.β
You want to console him, like you always did when you found him overtaken by the anguish, the ones you werenβt aware that you were the cause of. You stopped yourself from reaching out to touch him, but halted when the doubts of βwhat rights did you have,β arose.
"If i-" looks down on his hands as if in marvel before looking up at you, "If held you and didn't let you go, would you stay?"
You take his name, looking at him with like those eyes that remind him of the sorrow he has given you and he looks away immediately, shooting his hands upwards in surrender, to make light of the situation.
"Okay leave but don't come to me when he hurts you."
You don't say anything, staring at him with apologetic glimmer tracing the opalescence tears.
He wears an expression on his face as if you're the one who needs to be consoled; needs to be tended, not the shards of his splintered heart, "He won't hurt you."
"I won't let him."
FELIX
The love was destined for him; carved into the trees that watched him grow into a fine young man who could endure the honeysuckle dolor. The only truth he had ever known was the naif nirvanic sound of your laughter, and the fragile vows made to one another with the coruscant skies, and the many shapes of cotton candies floating in the blue ocean above as witness, when you created an adolescent pact of forever being his playmate.
Never knowing as the years went by the currant of the tsunami would leave him in front of you, holding all his love to surrender before you only to witness you looking at another man the same way Felix gazed upon you; brimming with eagerness that could not be contained, and the desire to be wanted.
The carcass of his soul blossoms into new beginnings of vivid life when you rain on them with your melancholia. The cinch in the midst of his chest lets him know the power of unrequited love, and the joys of it when he sees you smile through your tears, even if it's not with him.
β
"Look at me, look at me," Felix begged through his brittle voice. His lithe fingers finding their way to your warmth cheeks; gently wiping away your tears with the back of his hands. In spite of adorning the similar appearance as yours, with his face doused in the same luctus vermillion that embraced yours.
You refused to look at him, shame eating away into your heart piece by piece as whimpers of ignominy left your parted lips.
Felix put his index fingers under your chin urging you to look at him, greeting with a bittersweet smile hiding away all the sorrow he swallowed by himself so you don't have to taint yourself with that filth.
"I'm sorry," you choked out; fresh tears spilling out of your eyes, immediately swept away by Felix's fingers.
He hushed you, pulling you into an embrace that reeked of sunlight, even in the middle of a cold, rueful winter, "it's not your fault," he assured you through melancholic whispers.
"Why would falling in love be wrong?" He asked you, pulling you away from looking at you in the eyes, as if to convey his sincerity.
"I want you to be happy in love," He smiled that smile again, the one he did when he made fake promises that he wasn't in pain, "Even if it's not with me."
SEUNGMIN
Seungmin didn't like you when he first gazed upon you, and he could tell that you didn't find him pleasing to the eyes either, not that he cared. Despite the lack of inclination to get to know each other from both sides, he found his paths crossing yours quite regularly. So out of sheer jade, he named you the black cat of misfortune under his breath. It may have not been the best of days but whenever you were near a pesky little smile would interrupt his daily brooding sessions after that incident.
What he wasn't aware then was that those lingering hindrances you caused to his invincible pattern would seep into his life, even after office hours, haunting his nights with your apologetic sheepish smile followed by every little blunder you caused. Perhaps Seungmin was the bigger fool for swaying by those irksome instances, even when you never spared him a look with those comely, downcast eyes you had kept hidden away from Seungmin behind your bashfulness. So why was the man reprimanding you had the fortune to look into them unrestrictedly?
β
"I am serious about you." Seungmin cuts you off. His vehement gaze piercing through the shallow shell of your body. Your meek eyes fashioning themselves into their piteous state, threatening to spill the opulent tears it had stored away.
"Don't do this seungmin,"
He scoffed at your sorry attempt to conceal yourself from the inevitable, turning his body away in insipid frustration.
"Don't do what?" he queried, rhetorically, knowing you had nothing to defend yourself with. He had you cornered and he could tell that you were aware of the fact.
"I am serious about you," He repeated, staring right into your cowered gaze, "Unlike the man you love."
He was right, of course. He knows the man you have been loving has no idea what felt towards him, and somehow you knew he would never feel the same for you, not when you were a mere employee at his company.
Unlike him, Seungmin was within your reach.
"I can love you," He persisted valiantly, with tenacity dripping from each word, "I love you!"
JEONGIN
Jeongin foolishly assumed that the only feelings he harbored for you were that of unadulterated pity. Even the acceptance of compassion came with reluctance for he had believed himself to care nothing about you. Arresting dusks spent walking beside you amidst the aerial trust that blossomed in your heart for him, he had told himself it was just a time spent for him. Your complaints, your whining, your lame jokes at the expense of the sad excuse of your love life were nothing but a risible nuisance to the younger man.
The seamless transition from being just a companion of the twilight to someone he wants to spend every hour on the clock with, had been too rapid for his liking. Feigning the similar look of apathy whenever you mentioned the name of the person you had given your heart pricking his heart like thorns breaching the boundary of flimsy skin, staining his face with a rosy shade of longing. The chances of you borrowing his gaze for a night and looking at him through the similar hue of love was unattainable, but who could explain it to his heart?
β
"Just tell me one thing before you go,"
You were halted in your way, compelled to look back at the boy, Jeongin, who remained seated on his swing, idly kicking his feet, fabricating an expression of indifference and if he didn't just call you.
"Tell you what?" You inquired, turning around to come face to face with the seated man.
Jeongin jumped out of his seat, striding towards you with newfangled determination in his steps, devising a plan to conquer something you had no idea of.
"What do you see in him?" He questioned, dissuading his step to halt dangerously close to your face. You doubted it was to intimidate you; challenging you to back away. Donning a relaxed expression that played on his face along with the subtle tug at the corner of his lips, confirming your suspicions.
You crossed your arms against your chest, a raised eyebrow to wordlessly ask the meaning of such close proximity.
"What do you think you are doing?"
"Asking a question," he answered plainly with a shrug, stuffing his fingers into his pockets to mirror a similar composure as yours, "Can't I?"
'Of course you can't,' is what you wanted to reply.
Perhaps he read your mind because the next words that left his mouth had the ground shaking beneath your feet.
"Not even when I love you?"
COPYRIGHTS TO @itgirlgyu. Feedbacks are always appreciated.
i mean you could but like only if you fancy drinking from his clothes.
bc listen, you're gonna ask him to hold your drink for while
and he suffers from an extreme case of fomo
so he's gonna be drawn to the dance floor like a moth to the light where his friends are dancing, and rejoicing
so he'd be like oh i can just hold this up and dance
he forgets two seconds into the dance floor that he is carrying someone else's drink and he spills it on his shirt.
so his first reaction when you come back for his drink is like, here open your mouth and try to wring his clothes into your mouth.
the solution of him just buying you another drink has to be whispered by someone else into his ears.
SOOBIN
yes you can.
but see, this is not the best option for your own fragile heart and dwindling self esteem.
because he will evade it
like super hard
you're gonna be like 'yO SOOBIN HOLD MY DRINK MY BRUDDA'
and he's gonna avoid eye contact like you're asking him about his car's battery warrant
it's too much pressure to hold someone's drink until they come, or whether they come or not
so he'd just rather not
and he will hardcore ignore you
and then smile at you like nothing happened
so save yourself the embarrassment lol
BEOMGYU
actually don't.
from the time you hand him your drink and turn your back onto him he's gonna turn to his friends sprouting bad prank ideas
'should i add water here?'
'motor oil, the edible kind?'
'vegetable oil is edible right? "
' beomgyu'
they will scream in unison bc a felony charge isn't on their schedule tonight
surprisingly, you come to beomgyu holding your drink alright without any tampering
OR YOU THOUGHT
once it comes into your hand you see a visibly plastic looking cockroach floating in it.
'haha beomgyu, very funny where did you find this.
' on the floor.'
TAEHYUN
yeah but like at what cost?
sure he can keep your drink out of danger but what about sanity?
you ask him to hold your drink for five minutes and the man's like okay give me 5 copies of your birth certificate, times new roman, double spaced and 10 passport pictures.
asks you of your allergies, how long will you leave for the bathroom, do you have any past ailment that has triggered this kind of reaction.
will he be considered an accomplice if something happened to you while in the bathroom bc he is holding your drink.
and all the other life altering questions you don't even think you told your therapist
so you take the drink and take it to the bathroom with yourself.
HUENING KAI
10/10 yes
i personally recommend this man for following reasons:
is super tall, he can hold you drink high so no one tamper your drink ie beomgyu
but con is that, even if a little small spider falls off the ceiling and into your drink you won't know.
but it's just an extra crunch yk
also he looks intimidating in the party's dark lighting so he can fend off people and protect your drink.
will not forget that he's holding your drink like yeonjun
or avoid you like a cold cunt like soobin
or ask questions like taehyun
he's perfect
he won't even mind if you come super late, he'd always have your drink safe and sound in his hands.
all copyrights to @itgirlgyu, feedbacks are always appreciated!!!!!
WARNING!!!!!!!! βthis is not serious, I'm in no way making light or fun of anyone going through this and and if you're uncomfortable please do not read, or if you think this is insensitive, message me to take it down. this is only for the purpose of dark comedy.
YEONJUN
sues your doctor bc apparently thats their fault your womb can't hold onto an egg.
SOOBIN
adopts a child.
BEOMGYU
rejoices bc he never has to wear condom ever again.
TAEHYUN
takes this seriously, and by seriously he considers taking up gynecology to find the cure for your infertility or when you have to get ivf or some shit.
authors note! βthis was my first ever request!! i apologise for the inaccuracies of my gaming knowledge I've never played a game except for exclusively beginner version of solitaire or those old nokia snake mobile games.
YEONJUN
it's actually quite enjoyable
will talk hella smack before yall like get your hands on the controller
swears he's pro
p.r.o, he actually spells it out
I don't think he understands some rules either
nevertheless
he's actually good until he gets too fancy with his moves to show off
and then keeps on dying a few hundred times
and then he's quiet like yo iMMA focus
"imma set the money where the mouth is at"
still keeps losing the more he focuses
which is EXACTLY why it's worth playing with him.
man just hilarious to look at while he's getting his ass getting handed back to him
I'm not saying he's a sore loser but like maybe, like just a few dozen times, he will put in casual conversations that, he wasn't in particular flow that day so you should play with him again
rinse and repeat
if he wins, he's gonna use that against you for like half a year
SOOBIN
1/2 worst person to play with
catch me jack hammering a rusted nail into my feet rather than playing with him
THIS MAN is like so fucking smug
but like he gets to gloat bc HES GOOD AT GAMES
and that's the problem, is that that he's way too good and I hate that
like lose sometimes for new flavor maybe?
what's even worse is that he's like actually talented at games, like crazy
just go play for the country then mf
lifeless loser
and what's worse is that he'd be like so casual about it
like oh yeah I beat your ass 200 times, I guess I got lucky, I'm just such a natural.
but like in games
"biTCH QUIT WHINING ABOUT KILL STEALS. TRY TO STOP ME IF YOU CAN U CXNT ABHAHAAB"
I'm telling u he's shady
he gives off that one student in class whose like oh i didn't study for shit and ends up getting 98 percent.
play with him, but never against him.
BEOMGYU
2/2 worst person to play with
runs his mouth more than than the fingers on his console
tries to gaslight you into giving up items for him or not kill him
not really a honorable move but sometimes it works so I guess you gotta do what you gotta do to survive
talks smack but like the type to drag your mother into it but if you do it back he will cry
the console smasher
will blame anything and everything
"IT'S NOT Fault I PRESSED THIS BUTTON WHY DIDNT IT WORK?!"
his luck is the worst like man will be trying his hardest and then get jumped by someone for fun
excels in those sniper games tho
might actually get into debts to buy items so keep an eye out for it
is also a sore loser but unlike yeonjun he won't coax you into playing another game with you
more like bully the fuck out of you to get into another game with him until he beats you
you can't even escape him by pretending to lose
he's got hawk eye
like suddenly developed a conscience
this man's evolution is questionable
good luck to you
TAEHYUN
best option tbh
like I see no (apparent) red flags
but I don't think he's that into gaming a lot so you'd have to drag him into it.
I don't think he understands the rules either but unlike yeonjun he's more discreet about it because he doesn't wanna get bullied
improvise, improve, eliminate
im sure it didn't make sense but literally ends up learning about the game as he goes and he actually gets good at it
like slightly, but it's the effort that counts
"so which team am I on?"
"taehyun you died."
his teammates will actually help with shit and item
acts like he's fine in the games when he gets his ass beat while in reality he's not fine
acts like he doesn't give a fuck about winning or losing
but he does indeed give many fucks about it
will improve his gaming skills to avenge his bruised ego
if provoked enough , he will track your ip address down and doxx you.
HUENING KAI
It will be a fun time for sure
maybe not the best player but it's the effort that counts right
he's all cute and nice when yall are playing civil games like animal crossing looking at each others island and stuff
but nay nay dont fall for his sweet looking dumb smile
go into shit like among us or other brutal games
man's gonna backstab u in a second
hes so shady but like unlike soobin he isn't quite successful at it
like cheats whenever cheating is possible in anyway
but hes just such a poor executioner of it
its actually pitiful
gets you wondering should i just die for his sake
loves gaming but maybe not the best at it lmao
he's so cute so it's always such a good time with him
"I will report you if you talk about shoving someone's bead into a horse's backside again tho, animals have the right too! what if the horses don't like pegging?"
doesn't give you a headache like the rest of them except for a few bald stops you get by ripping your own hair while stopping him from blind siding you
bombastic side eye for the amount of times he tried to go behind your back tho
he's actually a good player to have on your team tho
that one senior whose party you crashed with your friend but you insist that it's not crashing since he once saw your friend and as a courtesy told them to drop by and you're the plus one. but then you end up drinking too much (one shot diluted with apple juice) and end up passing out in the middle of the dance floor and yeonjun cannot get you to leave so he's waiting beside you waiting for you to wake up after everyone left.
SOOBIN...
soobin met your now ex significant other in a club and he was in his silly goofy mood that night so after he heard what a troublesome relationship yall had (he eavesdropped) he decided to talk them out of the relation which in turned helped you to cut off the dead weight and made you free! so now you're looking for that angelic stranger on the campus who helped you!
BEOMGYU...
he posted a tweet that said, 'saw a person doing pssppsspsss to a dog and got rejected LMAO . never felt so connected to a stranger before lol' with your back on the tweet which gets viral and you end up seeing it and you're like this certainly ain't me but that certainly was you. you're now pondering whether you should message him or not. he gets linked to you because one of his moots knows you and you wake up one day and you see he has liked around 79 of your posts.
TAEHYUN...
saw you slip on a banana peel and hit your head in the sidewalk and shoving him meanwhile which sent all his assignment paper flying in the air and now you were barely conscious, bleeding on his assignment paper. taehyun thinks about abandoning you but his aquarius sun collects his bloodied assignment papers, some pictures as proof to his professor and calls an ambulance for you. you can kinda hear him curse his fate slightly all the way through the journey but when you wake up he's not there.
HUENING KAI...
you were trying to show some toddlers a magic trick with a lighter but you accidentally set hyuka's limited edition hawaiian shirt imported from honolulu on fire. he puts out the fire but there's a huge burn mark there and he's like he's okay but you can tell he's not okay because there's tears rolling down his cheeks but he tells you he is fine and you are afraid to ask to reimburse because it did look expensive so you pretend to be mute even though you're sure he saw you speak to the kids.
a/n if any of yall see this as an one shot in the near future you did not see this post hahahahah okay? im only showing this because we are best friends.
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how i think txt would react if their female best friend sat on their lap
requested!
YEONJUN...
oh my god totally bitchless behavior coming in within 0.4 seconds
like this man will stop functioning, like is it normal to have your hands on the side?
tries to strike a pose
like daniel,, bby you're embarrassing yourself
swear he thinks he's like aha so fine
might lean back to play it cool
but you know he stiff as hell
like basically it's that dad pose when you know you've disappointed him and you're about to sit with him in a dark living room to soak in the immeasurable shame you've brought to the family.
his undergarment is drenched from stress sweats
might actually start stuttering
pls get off him before his dry sex life makes him pop a boner and the friendship gets ruined for life.
SOOBIN...
his head starts overheating due to overthinking the moment you sit on his lap like
the only two option were the floor where beomgyu spilled his drink or any of the dudes lap and he's your bestie boo so ofc you'd pick him
right?
tries to gaslight himself into thinking it's fine
like sure this shit is fine and it's normal to sit on each others laps.
but inside his head there are 4 tabs open, two of them are having a debate on the pros and cons of having your best friend on your lap and other two are playing tiktok random hits and he doesn't know which one he should tune in to
for the peace of his own mind, he tries to sit on your lap the next time
tit for tat he says.
BEOMGYU...
starts acting like you are crushing his thighs
he knows you playing so he's like aha two can play the game
girl you really thought you will outdo the doer
the og mr. mood breaker?
will straight up start moaning in your ears
starts squirming and whining like
'oooof my thighs are so fragile,'
does not give two cents about the place he is in
or the situation
or what people will assume
if soobin is the overthinker, beomgyu rarely thinks
its like his brain just takes off in a rush and it's taken over by the sheer need to annoy the fuck out of his bestie.
he's like the fly you can't just quite swat away
literally starts doing his own echo moan from one ear to another
you have to admit the defeat and get up on your own.
TAEHYUN...
will not straight up push you off him.
but the look he gives you, he might as well just put in the physical effort and do it.
his face is like, 'you did this for what?'
'why not?'
'why though?'
tries to get used to you sitting on him
like its chill
you're his bestie and he's a gym goer
so it does work out nicely
but the thing is like,
your back is blocking his vision
like its all chill and cute in movies but irl your sight will definitely get blocked and it has nothing to do with the person's height!
he tries to adjust so that he doesn't need to kick you off of him
and hurt your feelings or something
man is here jumping through hoops to seem effortless in order to continue his debate with hyuka about the importance of the balance between peanut butter and jelly in the sandwich
you see his struggle and move over on your own with a new found respect for terry the terrance taehyun kang
HUENING KAI...
he's looking at your head like, hmm you kinda sus
but that lasts like a whole lot of ten seconds before he's like nothings even on him
although he tries to smell the top of your head like what is the difference between a baby's head and an adult's crown
he is a curious little crow, it's one of his charms
makes a quick mental note to break it to you gently that you might need to take a lil bit more hygiene care on the top of your head.
he leans back
unlike yeonjun the daniel choi, he's fr chill
also man's broad as hell
he's like meant to be a chair at this point
you can lean in as much as you want on him and you know he would fine with anything
like he barely feels you on him anyway
you can probably just lean back on him and he'd cradle you like his first born
just maybe not kiss the top of your head
but he finally got an idea what to gift you on your birthday!
