warnings: bullying (no extreme physical violence), blackmail, yandere tendencies, Taesan is a bully!! Don't like don't read
w/c: 400+
A/N: Over 30% of you wanted Tae the masses have spoken
This in no way reflects the personality of idols and is purely fictional!
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It started with small little jokes. He'd tug on your hair from the seat behind you, or he'd bump into you as he walked past.
He then realized how easily you got affected.
"What, are you crying?" He laughs in absolute joy as tears brim in your eyes when all he did was steal your pencil.
He was never big into bullying before, but all of a sudden he gets why people do it.
You try to walk into class but suddenly a bucket of water is being dumped on you. You look up, soaked, seeing Taesan standing over you, recording with his phone as he pushes the bucket aside.
You grab onto him, trying to steal the phone, but he just laughs at your attempts.
Would use that video as blackmail to get you to do his homework for him if he was lazy.
When partners had to be chosen for a group project, he always went to your desk and made you pick him.
You ended up having to do the entire project alone, while he sat around and got perfect marks.
The only good side of this was that no one else tried to bother you: if any other person tried to make fun of you, Taesan would immediately deal with them.
He thinks the only person who gets to bully you should be him, so he will gladly punch any guy or girl who tries to get in on his fun.
This also applies to just talking to people; you know better than to try and make friends, cuz Taesan will find them and make their lives a hell.
Because you don't want anyone else to suffer like you do, you stop trying to get help from people, choosing to just endure it quietly.
The entire school knows you as Taesan's weird plaything, and no one dares to go near you.
Eventually, he started stealing your lunch or making you buy him food with your money. If you don't have enough, he makes you pay by doing his schoolwork or his portion of class cleanup.
You try and change schools but fail. When you have to inevitably return, he becomes so much meaner.
"What, can't even be grateful with everything you have here? Trying to be a wimp and leave?" He would mock, pouring a soda over your head.
He would make sure you have no way out, keeping you as his favourite form of entertainment for as long as he possibly can.
A/N: This was honestly not that fun to write. I will attempt smthing like this again later on when I gain more confidence I suppose 😔
A/N: Idk how I feel about this one... But I wrote it while thinking of the fuzziness of a late night walk so ^^
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You were lying awake in bed when you felt your phone buzz. You check it, smiling at the familiar contact name.
ml ❤️: Love, wanna walk?
You check the time: half past midnight. Your parents were fast asleep by now. You text a confirmation and donne a simple shirt before sneaking out.
Outside your apartment, Riwoo is standing with his hands in his pocket, staring up at the sky as he waits. He's wearing a simple hoodie. There's a deliciously chilly breeze blowing. He looks down and spots you, smiling gently before holding his hand out.
You run up to him, grabbing his hand and grinning. The two begin to walk in silence, just appreciating each other's company.
You head to an empty hill behind an apartment, and you gasp in surprise. It was beautiful, the green grass illuminated by the city lights. You run forward excitedly, dragging Riwoo with you. You both laugh as you reach the top of the hill.
"Love, look up," he whispers. You tilt your head and gasp again. There were thousands of stars twinkling brightly, each one Crystal clear.
"It's beautiful," you whisper back.
He grins. "This is where I'm supposed to say, 'It is,' while staring at you, right?"
You punch him lightly before taking his hand. "Let's dance."
He grins softly, following suit.
You giggle as the two spin around together, awkward and choppy. His graceful and skilled moves clash with your sloppy attempts, and it ends up being a mess of a dance. You both silently giggle throughout the entire thing.
After you tire out, he sits on the grass, staring up at the sky. You sit next to him.
"You cold?" He unzips his hoodie, but you decline.
He tilts his head, taking it off and putting it on the ground instead. You smile, catching his intention, and lay down with your head on it. He lays down next to you, giggling as you both squeeze together on his hoodie.
Riwoo softly speaks. "I think these nights... These days are some of the most... I dunno, most important things to me. Y'know? Like, I kinda wish everyone in the world could experience this happiness, but I also wanna keep it to myself. Does that make sense?"
You nod. "Yeah. It's technically not that big of a deal, but it's so hard to feel this... cozy in life."
He turns his head to stare at you. "You're my cozy."
You laugh. "Thank you?"
He nods passionately. "I'm serious. I've never felt more... at home. And you're not even a place."
You snuggle up against him, cuddling him to fight the chill. "You're my cozy too, love. And my home. And my... my everything."
The two spent the night like that, laying in each other's arms and saying whatever came to mind.
sypnosis: Your boyfriend attempts to play guitar with you.
pairing: bf!SUNGHO x READER
genre: fluff!!!! pure fluff
warnings: kissing, hugging, you sit in his lap and fall asleep like that, disgustingly cute
w/c: 500+
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You knocked on Sungho's door, two coffee mugs in hand. He mutters a soft come in, and you head inside.
"I told you there's no need to knock," he grumbled faintly, pouting as he set his guitar down.
You shrugged. "Old habit. Coffee?" You sat next to him on his bed, sipping while staring at him over the rim of your Frozen themed Anna mug.
He sipped from his Christoff mug, staring back at you. After a few moments he raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"You look hot when you play guitar."
He choked, setting his mug down as you laughed. He stared at you in disbelief. "I'm not even playing right now?"
"But you were! And you can! That's kinda hot."
He rolled his eyes. Soon, his eyes sparkled with an idea. "You wanna try?"
Your eyes widened. "What, guitar? I can't play."
He grabbed the acoustic. "Just trust me." You set down your mug with apprehension. He inched closer to you until your shoulders were touching. "Here, try holding it."
You grabbed the guitar, grunting at its weight. You awkwardly held it, your posture hunching to accommodate it. He laughed loudly but closed his mouth once you shot an annoyed pout at him.
"Here." He gently adjusted the guitar in your arms. "You comfy, angel?"
You nodded, playing strings while pressing the fret at random. A racket of dissonance filled the peaceful room, accompanied by Sungho's joyous laughter. He gently reached around you, placing his hand near the neck. "Here, pluck the strings in a pattern. Any order, just keep it consistent."
You do as he says, picking the strings in a pattern as he switches the chord on the frets. You stare up at him with a wide grin, proud of the beautiful melody. "I'm doing it!"
He nodded, trying not to coo at your cuteness. "Wanna try chords?"
"How's that work?"
"Just strum the full thing. Like this." He reached behind and around you to gently demonstrate.
You copied him, and you were soon both giggling while awkwardly attempting to sing Beautiful Things. You strummed repetitively while Sungho pressed different chords on the fret. Eventually, he made a soft noise of annoyance, lightly grabbing your waist and shifting you onto his lap.
You let out a small gasp of surprise but continued strumming. After the song ended, he reached around you to clap. You clapped with him. He took the guitar from you and set it aside, hands coming to wrap around you as you stayed on his lap.
You buried your head in his shoulder, smiling. "That was fun. You're hot."
He laughed, leaning forward to peck your lips. "So are you, angel."
"Can you play a song for me?"
"Later," he mumbled, leaning against the wall with you still on his lap. "Nap break first. You comfy?"
You laughed. "Mhm."
The two drifting to sleep like that, with him hugging you from behind and rubbing small circles on you.
And once you woke up, he serenaded you with all the prettiest songs he knew, all practised for his pretty angel.
A/N: I was playing ADIOS! and thought of this lol
Pls pls pls write prompts! Anon prompts are fine >_<
I get so excited when I get prompts lol it's so fun
with all of this world cup going on i thought on a fic for this request, idk if this sounds like a good idea but what about an story abt jaehyun, a big fan of football (like he is) and yn an ABSOLUTE HATER... watching the world cup...
thank uuu
omg ure a geniusss!!!
read here
I was so nervous as to how to do it (enemies to lovers? established relationship? arghhh) but I decided to just go with friends to lovers
I don't know a thing about football but my guy best friend (who happens to be Korean) is crazy about it so this is heavily inspired by his recent annoying behaviour ^^ (like bro why r u always exploding calm down)
sypnosis: Your best friend loves soccer, and you love your best friend. So when he forces you to watch with him, you have no other choice.
pairings: bsf!JAEHYUN x READER
genre: fluff, comedy
warnings: romantic tension, cuddling, lgbtq+ joke (not offensive), crushes, Jaehyun physically forces reader to wear a jersey lol
w/c: 800+
A/N: First request!! This was so fun omg
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There were many things you hated: cockroaches, sweat, football, etc.
There were very few things you loved: cats, coffee, and your best friend of five years.
It just so happened that he was obsessed with the thing you hated.
"Come onnnn, just one game," he whined, pulling your hoodie arm and letting it loose over and over again.
You sighed, closing your laptop. This was supposed to be an at-home study session, but Jaehyun had just been droning on about the World Cup since the moment he arrived. Every five seconds, he'd scroll on his phone and go "I'm gonna explode," and you'd have to reassure him that it's not that deep.
"Why the hell," you yank his hand off you. "Would I sit and watch a bunch of men sweat on a screen?"
He props his head on his hands, lying stomach down on your bed. "What if they were hot men sweating on a screen?"
You laughed. "So that's why you watch that stuff. Happy pride month." You stood up, but he grabbed your arm and pulled you down again.
"Come onnn, just once. You'd be the nicest person in the world. You'd be my little pretty princess. I'll be so nice to you for the rest of your life."
You roll your eyes as you fight to hide the smile forming at his words. "...Maybe."
"YOU SAID YES!" He yelled, grabbing you and pulling you into a bear hug on the bed. "I could kiss you."
"Ew," you muttered, hiding your red face. You pushed him off. "You're paying for drinks and snacks."
"Of course." He beamed.
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On the day of the game, Jaehyun arrived at your house with a dorky smile on his face, holding two big shopping bags of food and drinks. He was wearing a bright red jersey, grinning like the devil himself. He streamed past you and into your room, unloading his supplies and setting up the TV.
You watched lazily from the bed, but shook your head in horror when he stood up. He was holding an identical red jersey, smiling deviously.
You shot up from the bed. "Nuh uh. I just said watching. I am not wearing that."
Jaehyun's smile didn't break an inch. "Oh yes you are."
And so the chase began.
You leapt to the door and bolted out of the room, Jaehyun following close behind. You ran through the halls at lightning speed, swerving around and eventually reaching your room again. You zoomed in, trying to close the door in his face, but he grabbed the handle in time and pushed it open, stepping in and closing it shut behind him.
You backed up into the room, hanging your head in defeat as he pulled the jersey on over you, grinning in satisfaction. He adjusted the sleeve and collar proudly. "Look at you. Red's really your colour."
You grumbled and sat down on the floor. "When does this thing start?"
He sat next to you, still staring at you in your new outfit. "Soon. 5 minutes?"
You nodded, playing with the hem of your new shirt. Red's your colour?
Jaehyun soon leapt up in excitement. "It's starting! The game's starting!"
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As the game went on, you couldn't even pretend to be enjoying yourself. When a team scored, you clapped politely while Jaehyun shrieked and howled. You really were just doing this for his sake.
Soon, Jaehyun seemed to realize how low energy you were. He himself was getting pretty tired. He slowly inched towards you, and eventually, he was right beside you, shoulders practically touching. At one point in the game, he gently reached over and tilted your head onto his shoulder.
You stared up at him in confusion, but he pretended to be invested in the game. You could feel his heartbeat. Why was it so fast? Was the game that exciting?
After that, every time Team Korea scored, he would gently laugh, occasionally reaching up to pat your head or shoulder. When the other team scored, he'd groan and gently rub your arm.
At this point, you were more alert than you had ever been while watching a sport. Every time he touched you, you prayed he wouldn't catch your slight tremble.
The game eventually ended, with Team Korea winning. Jaehyun let out a bunch of whoops, falling back to rest his head against the foot of the bed. "See. It's 'cause you watched. You're the country's lucky charm."
You laughed at his absurdity. "What do we do now?"
He smiled, gently pulling you to him. Your head landed on his chest, his arm coming to wrap around your shoulder. "Now, we sleep."
As your best friend drew small circles into your shoulder for the next hour, you couldn't help but think that maybe football wasn't all that bad.
A/N: Again, thank you so much for the prompt!! I hope I did it justice >_<
sypnosis: Your mom had forced you to work at a fish shop. You're glad you found a reason to stay.
pairings: non idol!LEEHAN x READER
genre: fluff, first meet
warnings: none
w/c: 400+
A/N: pls leave prompts!! I'm scared of running out of ideas 😭
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You aggressively slammed in keys on the cash register, trying not to look threatening. This was the worst summer job ever.
A customer walked towards you: A small girl with a fish hairpin. You internally rolled your eyes. Everyone around you was a fish nerd, it seemed.
"Hey! Can I have a blood parrot cichlid?"
You frowned. Parrot? Wasn't this a fish shop? "Uh..."
Someone stepped in behind her, gently bending down on a knee to meet her gaze. It was the new worker, the one with the pretty smile.
"Yeah, we have those. But you gotta have a big fish tank. D'you know how big your tank is?"
"Yeah! This big!" The girl stretched her arms out wide. The employee smiled, eyes crinkling, before he imitated the girl with a serious expression. "Hmm.."
The girl's father soon caught up to her, sharing that the tank was 40 gallons.
The employee nodded, satisfied. "And there are no aggressive fish, right? It could be dangerous for the cichlid."
After getting confirmation, he gently led the girl and father to the tanks. You heard a faint "I like your pin!" as they walked away, and couldn't help but smile.
Once the rush of customers had gone, the worker came to the cashier to help you clean up. You worked in silence until you spoke up.
"Thanks for earlier. I have no idea what I'm doing."
He nodded, smiling briefly. Then he seemed lost in thought. "You don't like fish?"
You shrugged. "I don't know much about them."
He was still frowning in thought. "Why are you here? Er-" he grabbed his side in embarrassment. "I mean, why work at a fish shop if you don't like it? I'm sure there were other options."
You sighed. "My mum seems to think this is the most suitable one for me, though."
He hummed. "I see." After a few moments, he removed his glove and held out his hand. "Leehan. My name."
You nodded, smiling. You took his hand and shook it, introducing yourself.
He smiled. "Sorry, my hand's sweaty."
You laughed, shaking your head. "So, I'm assuming you like fish."
He nodded, eyes sparkling. "I love them. I raise some myself. I have corydoras and— yeah." He stopped himself short, seeming to remember your disinterest.
You shook your head, encouraging him. "Go on."
He nodded, beaming, and proceeded to talk to you for 15 minutes about his fish. He worked while doing it, and soon the clean up was done.
At the end of the day, you changed and packed up, looking back to give him a shy wave. When he didn't see you, you lightly called his name. "Leehan!"
He looked up and smiled, holding a hand up.
You walked out of the shop, already excited about clocking in tomorrow.
Your love shines brighter than their hate - Myungjae
sypnosis: Jaehyun got hate for everything these days. Not to mention his sprained ankle.
He's so glad he has you beside him through it all.
pairings: idol!JAEHYUN x non idol!READER
genre: angst, fluff
warnings: crying in the bathroom, panic attack, mention of spit and snot, difficulty breathing, online hate, sprained ankle, low self-esteem, negative self talk, jaehyun is a broken lil boi, established relationship, use of nicknames (princess, love), skinship (hugging, kissing)
w/c: 800+
A/N: This is in retaliation for all the stupid hate this lil boi gets. He deserves the biggest hug :((((
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Life was tough these days. Jaehyun scrolled through his phone against his own good sense, trying not to be affected by all the hate on his screen. People were trashing him for everything. His past part-time jobs, that one accident at that music show, and even his sprained ankle.
When he got off work that day, he quietly said bye to the members and went to your shared house. The members wanted to talk to him, but they decided he needed space.
Once he arrived, he said a quick hello to you and headed to the bathroom. You continued with the dishes, wanting to give him time alone. You had noticed how tired he was these days.
In the bathroom, Jaehyun washed his face with ice cold water, trying to feel at least a tiny bit better. He looked at himself in the mirror, but immediately looked away.
He hated what he saw.
Maybe they were right. Even he knew that he made horrible mistakes sometimes. What stared back at him in the mirror was an ungrateful, undeserving little boy who was fooling everyone by pretending to be worthy of his title; leader of BOYNEXTDOOR. One of the biggest groups in its generation. This was what their leader was like? Who would even like a group if the leader was such a weak, fragile crybaby?
He groaned at the dull pain in his ankle, lightly kicking it against the cabinet. He hissed in pain and looked up again: big mistake. Now he just seemed like an idiot.
What would the members say? What would his girlfriend say? He was locked up in a bathroom, kicking his sprained ankle and crying like a baby. How more pathetic could he get?
Soon, more tears started to well, until they fell freely down. Jaehyun attempted to stop his spiralling, but it was no use. His breathing came out shorter, and he started feeling lightheaded. He began inhaling in quick, hurried, and loud gasps, trying to regain his breath. He held his hand to his mouth, trying to stifle the noise. He didn't want to worry you. Spit and snot leaked onto his fingers, muffled noises escaping him.
You had walked to the bathroom to see what was taking him so long, and you immediately recognised the sounds. You knocked on the door immediately.
"Jaehyun, love. Open the door."
He grabbed at the handle, hands shaking and slipping. Broken gasps escaped his mouth.
You quickly took out a pin and screwed with the easy lock until the door fell open. You were met with Jaehyun bent over the sink, hyperventilating and trying to hang on as his knees buckled. You gently patted his back.
"Hey, hey. I'm here. I'm here. Just breathe."
Tears fell down his face into the sink as he struggled. You softly guided him to turn around to face you, gently cupping his face before giving him a hug. "You're okay, love. I got you."
He cried into your shoulder as you kept mumbling sweet phrases into his ear, not caring that your shirt was getting stained with his tears, spit, and snot.
After a few minutes, his breathing became more stable and he sobbed freely into your neck. You continued your soft reassurances, gently patting his back. After a while, he quieted, pulling away to look down at you.
"I'm an idiot," he muttered.
You immediately shook your head. "You are so, so brave for putting up with everything. The world doesn't deserve you, Jae." You reach up a hand to stroke his face, leaning in to kiss his nosebridge.
You get a tissue and gently wipe his face and hand, still mumbling affirmations to him. He had stopped crying now, only letting out small sniffles every once in a while.
Once you were done, you cupped his face. "What do you need right now?"
He sighed, reaching to rub your sides. "Cuddles. A lot of them."
You laughed, kissing him again, on the corner of his mouth. "That can be arranged."
As you led him slowly to the comfy couch, he couldn't help but get lost in thought.
Yes, the world was unfair. And yes, he was one of its centrepieces; he won't ever go a single day without someone telling him his faults. He won't go a single day without wondering if they're right. But through all that, he has a shining star beside him. Six of them. Five goofy members to back him up, and one bright little ball of joy that would do anything for him, whether that be cuddling for hours, or standing still in a bathroom while his tears and snot leaked onto your shirt.
And when you flopped on the couch and spread out your arms for him, he felt that maybe this was exactly how he wanted it to be.
A/N: I wanna give him the biggest hug :(( He's not even my bias but I admire and respect his resilience so much. Oh Myungjae, the world truly doesn't deserve you.
Also the panic attack is based on personal experiences! It may not be identical to other panic attacks but I know the hard way that this does happen!
For the sake of this post, the current real siblings of the members don't exist; they only have one younger sister (you!).
A/N: Time to play choose your brother lol
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Sungho
Generally chill, but is insanely strict with your cleanliness
If he walks into your room and finds it messy, you are immediately being summoned ⬇️
"Did I not ask you three times already? At least keep it decent if you can't keep it clean." Sungho kicked a pile of clothes lying on the floor.
"Don't mess with that! It's organised chaos!"
He crossed his arms, staring down at you. "Well it better be organised order before dinner, or you're grounded for a week."
You exclaimed in horror. "Why do you even get to decide? I'll sneak out."
He was already leaving the room. "'Cause I'm your brother. And you wouldn't dare. I'm checking after dinner."
Isn't too into physical affection, but will occasionally give you headpats, especially when you brag about an achievement at school
Randomly brings home your favorite treats, wanting to see your happy face
Would never let you go out without knowing the who, what, when, where, why, how (Mr. Too-Many-Questions)
Wakes you up every morning (With a good deal of nagging)
In fact he is Mr. Park Nagger so expect to be nagged about everything
Homework, food, rest, exercise, grades, etc etc this man never stops
Practically your second mom
If a classmate ever makes you cry he will go find them and scold them till they're also crying (Girl or boy; doesn't matter if they mess with his sis)
If you're eating and something gets on your face, he is sighing and picking up a tissue before aggressively rubbing it off, nagging about cleanliness the entire time
Loves you way too much, just shows it through nagging
Riwoo
Not very physically affectionate, similar to Sungho
He does not, however, nag you much at all
If he ever gets upset with you he just lightly brings it up; avoids getting mad because he doesn't want to scare you
A/N: Riwoo's mentioned that he never lets himself get mad cuz he doesn't wanna lose control and upset ppl
Would occasionally squeeze your cheeks with a hand, watching your lips form a pout
When you stare at him like ? he'd just let go and continue on with his day
If you hug him first though, whole different story
Kinda like when Myungjae side hugs him and he just pat pats
Will do your nails for you!! You'd have the prettiest nails in class
If you're out with friends he'd text you constantly to make sure you're okay (not going overboard tho) (unlike sungho)
If he realizes you're upset over something (school stress, periods, etc) he'd just bring home a bunch of snacks and you'd both eat together late at night ⬇️
The door opened and Riwoo stepped in, carrying shopping bags in both hands. He wordlessly lay them on the table. You exchanged a glance with him and joined him, and soon you were both snacking in silence.
He soon spoke. "Everything alright? You seem stressed."
You shrugged. "School is complicated."
"Wanna talk about it?"
You shook your head.
He nodded. "Eat up, kiddo."
Myungjae
This man is the embodiment of physical touch as a love language
If you're not being cuddled, squeezed, squished, or carried, you are being peppered with kisses, headpatted, or babied in some other way ⬇️
You attempted to scroll on your phone in piece, but your brother had other plans.
"Princess~," He'd coo, latching onto you and wrapping his legs around yours. He clings harder when you whine and try to push him off. "Sorry, but I'm a sloth. Sorry, but I'm a sloth." And he repeats this till the end of time. If you start ignoring him, he'd lean in and smooch your cheek, grinning in satisfaction at your annoyed protests.
This boi is obsessed with you. Literally. Every second of the day he is running after you to annoy you.
Rarely ever gets mad, but occasionally snaps at you if he comes home really tired from work
Usually ends up with both of you crying while hugging
Loves to have you wear his headphones and play around with his music producing equipment, gushing over his genius baby sister (When all you did was play a single snare beat)
Brags to all his friends about you; takes you with him to meet them and cuddles you in public to embarass you
If you complain to him about someone from school, he'll trash talk them with you until you feel better
Always sleeps in, so you have to go wake him (he will be refusing to get up and will pull you down next to him, cradling you in a cuddle prison as you giggle at his sillyness)
Overall the sweetest and clingiest older brother anyone could ever ask for
Taesan
Condolences (Jk)
You will be teased to the point of borderline bullying
This can be in the form of random pranks, mockery, teasing jokes, hair tugs, babying, you name it
Will be reasonably touchy (secretly rlly wants to just smooch you and pat pat you but is way too nonchalant)
Often lays his head on your shoulder from behind, bothering you as you scroll on your phone
A/N: def not inspired by him actually doing that w mulkkoyang in his vlog 👀
Will keep asking you for a kiss, and when you finally give him one he immediately is all giggles (buhit buhit)
Is pretty strict; especially if you have bad habits ⬇️
You were absentmindedly picking at your hagnail with your teeth when Taesan saw you.
"Didn't I tell you to stop that?" He grabs your hands in his and use them to squish your cheeks, grinning in satisfaction.
You shake him off and continue to scroll on your phone. He contemplates for a second before grabbing a tuft of your hair and tugging. "OW!!"
Is also prolly strict with you going out with friends
If he finds you out at a place/with people he doesn't approve of, he will drag you to his car by hand in public
Will often send you money though so it's okay
If he finds you upset, he carries you to the couch and coddles you in his lap until you fall asleep, cuz you will always be his baby sister
Overall a devil of a brother, but he loves you to the moon and back <3
Leehan
Very chill brother, would never get mad at you
If you upset him in any way he's just gonna bring it up with a pout until you apologize yourself
The most freedom-allowing brother; he doesn't really care where you go as long as you always answer his calls
Will remember all your favourite treats and buy them for you randomly to show you he notices <3
Very moderately into physical affection, but mainly just a hug when he comes to pick you up, or a goodnight kiss
If you come home crying or upset he'd listen to all your worries, no matter how silly or school-girly they are
He'd stroke your hair till you calmed down and would buy you some killer food
Would be so sweet if you had a nightmare or something ⬇️
You knock on his door at 1 am and he tells you to come in. When you peak your head in, you see Leehan on his computer, wearing a hoodie and glasses.
"What's wrong? Couldn't sleep?" When you nod, he gestures for you to come sit.
You take a seat on his bed, and soon he finishes up his work and sits next to you.
"I saw a nightmare." You try to keep your voice steady.
He nods, his hand reaching to stroke your hair. "What did you see?"
And so you spent a full hour talking to him about your dream.
If he catches you doing something seriously bad (hypothetically let's say he caught you stealing your mom's money or something) he'd just cross his arms and stare at you with a frown until you're crying and apologising and promising to never do it again
Would never raise his voice at you, this boy becomes so soft spoken whenever you're around
The most low-key and cozy brother ever
Woonhak
Is literally in love with you
He puts a big emphasis on being the big brother, so in his world you are a little baby and he must protec
Would never let you go anywhere without details (may even ask to meet the friends to scope em out)
Would be similar to Sungho with nagging (condolences)
But when he's really mad he would grow much less wordy
He'd make that pissed face and say a couple of words and honestly it does the trick
On the good side; he is a good level of touchy
Loves to pat pat your head and give you little hugs
You two often sleep together so he's a big cuddler too
Would joke around a lot with you, sometimes you feel like he's the same age as you
Always let's you come and sit with him or in his lap when he makes music; shows you whatever he's working on and values your opinion ⬇️
You knocked on Woonhak's room and walked in to find him at his desk with headphones on. When he looked up and saw you he simply took off the headphones and gestured for you to come sit.
You go and straddle his lap, and his clicks a couple of things before finding the track line he had just finished. "Wanna hear?" He mumbled against your hair.
When you nod, he plays it for you, and listens to all your feedback with nods and a concentrated expression.
Once you're done, his cuteness aggression takes over after seeing your serious face and he gently pokes your cheeks, reaching up to pat your hair.
Sometimes makes you hold his hand if you're out late at night
Always giggly and smiley around you, cuz you're honestly his happy pill
Will also send you money, especially if he finds you cute (expect to be spoiled)
A/N: The fact that he does this irl 🤧
The most chalant elder brother ever
A/N: Guys I think I just cooked how'd I spit all that in a day
The new camera he had brought let out a click, and he grinned in satisfaction. "Great, now turn around reach towards the tree with a hand."
You huffed. Going to see the cherry blossoms was meant to be a romantic date, not a photoshoot. You did as he said nevertheless.
He whooped as he captured you, spewing out compliments. "My girlfriend is so pretty!"
After 5 minutes, you finally managed to get him to stop and look around. However, whenever you looked away and back he was right back at his camera. You sighed in frustration.
"Woon, we're here to see cherry blossoms. You're not even looking at them!"
He shrugged, capturing your little frown. "Not my fault you're prettier."
You roll your eyes, unable to stop your mouth from twitching. "Whatever. We should find a place to eat now anyway."
The two set up a picnic blanket and laid out the meal, slowly eating while talking.
Although it was nearly impossible to talk when you were having eye contact with a camera.
After 10 minutes, you got fed up. You stood up in frustration, tears spotting in your eyes. It wasn't a big deal, really. You didn't know why you were crying. It was probably because of the guilt of not wanting him on his camera. After all, he was just excited about his new purchase, and he was only filming you. But it upset you nonetheless, and it upset you more that it bothered you, and soon you were in a spiral and you felt tears forming.
Woonhak immediate stood up too. "Love, what's wrong? Why are you crying? ls it me?"
"It's the stupid camera," you snapped. "I get that you're excited about it, but I've barely seen your face this entire day 'cause you're always behind it. At this point, I don't even know if you're dating me or your camera." You sniffled, regretting losing patience.
Woonhak's face melted into a gentle smile, and he softly put the camera on the blanket before opening his arms. "Oh, love." He engulfed you in a big bear hug, reaching to stroke your hair.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Don't cry, hm? Never cry 'cause of me. I don't deserve it. How about this?How about I put the camera away for the day, and we go back and watch the cherry blossoms all over again, hm? Does that sound okay?" He mumbled into your hair.
You sniffled, shaking your head. "It's too late. It'll be dark soon."
Woonhak pulled back, gently tucking your hair behind your ear and wiping a stray tear with his thumb. "So? Cherry blossoms in the dark. Plus, if we hurry, we could get a few hours of golden evening. The perfect lighting."
You raised your eyebrow.
He laughed, poking your cheek. "The perfect lighting for me to see my girlfriend shine like a goddess. Just me, with my eyes."
You rolled your eyes, looking around the park, then reached up to give him a quick peck on the lips. He grinned his big ol' smile at you, grabbing your hand to start rushing to enjoy the cherry blossoms.
warnings: nightmares, crying, established relationship, domestic skinship (kissing, hugging, headpats, belly rubs), shared bed, use of nicknames (angel, my love, darling, sweets, hun, princess, love)
genre: tooth rotting fluff, angst for the nightmare if you squint
w/c: 100+ per member
A/N: Enjoy! And feel free to prompt!
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Sungho
You tried to forget about all your responsibilities and upcoming things due as you fell asleep, but every time you closed your eyes your mind started racing.
You tried to turn as quietly as possible to not wake Sungho up, but he felt your hair move against his arm under your head. He didn't say anything, shifting lightly.
As the night went on, you kept tossing and turning. Eventually, he couldn't ignore it.
"Everything okay, angel?"
You sighed. "Sorry. Can't sleep."
He nodded, opening his arms out for you. You eased into his embrace, and he wrapped his arms around you gently and firmly to stop you from turning. He reached one of his hands to your back, slowly tapping out a consistent rhythm. "Don't turn or move," he whispered. "Just pretend you're asleep."
Riwoo
Riwoo was exhausted from the eventful day, so he was ready to faint the moment he hit the bed. However, he soon realised you were wide awake, staring up at the ceiling.
"What are you doing, my love?"
You turned to face him. "Not sleepy."
He hummed, reaching out and pulling you close. He rubbed your arm slowly. "Do you want anything from me?"
You contemplated. "A lullaby?"
He breathed out a laugh, then gently sang until you fell asleep.
M. Jaehyun
Myungjae is a BIG hugger. But today was just too hot for you.
You kicked off the blankets for the third time. When he tried to hug you, you yanked yourself to the other side of the bed, flipping your pillow over. He smiled lazily. "Hot, princess?"
You nodded, laying starfish on your stomach as you tried to cool down. As the night went on, Jaehyun slowly creeped his hand to lay on top of your head. Sooner or later, once you got cold again, you were squeezed into the loving arms of your touchy boyfriend.
"Night, sweets," he whispered.
Taesan
Your cramps were horrible tonight. Probably the worst you'd ever gotten. You tried to hide it, turning as slowly as possible, but he eventually noticed.
"What are you doing?" he deadpanned.
You looked at him sheepishly. "I can't sleep."
He raised an eyebrow. "You sleep so well usually."
"Yeah, well... I have cramps..." You mumbled, trailing off at the last part.
He realized what you were saying and smiled (buhit buhit!), reaching out. "Darling."
You gratefully got pulled into his warmth, and he put a gentle hand on your stomach, going under your shirt to gently rub it.
"Night, darling."
Leehan
You were way too excited to sleep.
You were going to a concert tomorrow, and it had been your lifelong dream. You kicked your feet in bed, suppressing the hundredth squeal in your throat.
Leehan just laughed at your antics. "If you sleep it'll come faster, hun."
You stared at him with wide eyes. "How can I possibly fall asleep? My life will change tomorrow."
He grins, pulling you into a hug and leaving a light kiss on your forehead. "I'm sure you'll manage." He leans in, unable to stop himself from pecking your lips. You both smile into the kiss.
You laugh. "Is this your method of getting rid of my energy?"
He grins. "Sure. Let's call it that."
The night continued with you both giggling and sharing kisses, until eventually you fell asleep in each other's arms.
Woonhak
You woke up gasping. That dream— no, that nightmare— had felt way too real. You realized your face was wet, tears dripping onto your cheeks. You tried to lightly sniffle, but you soon heard a grunt.
"You crying, love?"
He turned onto his side to face you, eyes widening at your glossy eyes.
"Sorry, bad dream. Go back to sleep."
He shook his head. "Don't apologize, love. You wanna talk about it?"
You shook your head. He nodded, extending his arms out. You let yourself be cuddled, feeling him trace patterns on your back. One hand cupped your head, gently caressing your hair.
sypnosis: You had gone to a concert alone, but ended up leaving with a new friend (?) who's just as loud as you.
pairing: Stranger!WOONHAK X fem!READER
warnings: loss of voice, they're both rlly loud lol
genre: Fluff, first meeting
w/c: 500+
A/N: First ever post! Very quick and random imagine inspired by some prompt I saw on Insta. For all the extroverts/loud girlies. (This may be me signalling to the world that I rlly wanna go to Knock On Vol 2)
Pls gimme prompts! I can write magic if I'm given ideas trust 🙏
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You hadn't wanted to go to the Bruno Mars concert alone.
It wasn't safe, it wasn't sensible, and it wasn't you.
But Min had cancelled an hour before the show, and you had been waiting for this for years. So who cared if people looked at you weird? You would scream off-key to your heart's content.
Apparently you weren't the only one with that mindset.
At first the tall boy in a black hoodie standing next to you had been completely lost in his own world, shouting out each line while shimmying his shoulders as if in a trance.
"WE SHOULD BE DANCING, ROMANCING!!"
Until he realized he had competition.
At first you two shared nervous glances. Soon, all hell broke loose as you both attempted to be louder than the other.
"IMMA LEAVE THE DOOR OOPPENN~~~~!!!"
You exchanged furtive grins, half-embarassed and half-excited to have found an equally loud soul.
As the songs went on, you eventually forgot all about this boy being a random stranger. You both screamed at the same times, laughed at the same times, and eventually both cried during When I Was Your Man (while screaming the words, of course). He was also apparently alone.
After a long night, the show ended.
You stood motionless, unaware of what to do. It felt like your life had just ended along with the concert. How could you go back to being a member of society?
You locked eyes with Loud Boy. He grinned at you, and you grinned back. Soon, you were both being pushed out by the masses.
Outside, you somehow managed to not get separated. You hesitantly spoke.
"That was... fun—" you immediately began coughing, your voice coming out like a frog's croak.
"Yeah.." He agreed, his voice not sounding much better. He laughed mid-cough, then held out his hand.
"Woonhak. Woonhak Kim."
You took it, introducing yourself too.
"So, do you normally go to concerts alone, or...?"
He laughed. "No, a friend cancelled."
You gasped. "Same?!! She cancelled one hour before, too!"
Woonhak exclaimed in horror. "You deserve better."
"I know right. So... I should get going soon. So long, stranger?" You held up a hand to wave goodbye. After all, you didn't know this guy, and Min was waiting to pick you up as an apology.
"Woonhak." He corrected with a grin and a raised eyebrow. He waved back. "You have a ride?"
"Mhm. Bye!!" You turned and hurried off.
Woonhak smiled after you, watching you hurry with a little skip in your step. He mentally cursed himself for not asking for your social media or anything, but he didn't want to seem creepy.
He took out his phone and called his friend. It was answered in 3 rings.
"So first of all, screw you, and I'll never trust you again. Second, stay with me hyung, but I think I'm in love."
A sigh was heard on the other side. "Yeah, Bruno does that to people. Also, your voice is completely gone."
Woonhak scrunched his eyebrows. "Huh? No, what— with a girl. I'm in love with a girl."
Another sigh. "We leave you alone for 1 hour, and this is what happens. At least you can't shout for the next week. Mission 'Get Some Peace and Quiet': complete. Night. Get home safe."
"You're not picking me up?"
Laughter echoed on the speaker, followed by a deadpan "No".
