nana

[xeeuns]

⋆☀︎. welcome to my blog! ⋆☀︎. sfw fics only! ⋆☀︎. ⋆☀︎. my name is (ba)nana ⋆☀︎. i go by she/her ⋆☀︎. i'm born in 2004 ⋆☀︎. ⋆☀︎. my heart beats for park seeun, park wonbin, and park sungho ⋆☀︎. ⋆☀︎. i write for boynextdoor, riize, and xikers ⋆☀︎.

[xeeuns]

despising sumin looks like this | 2.1k

you're in college. it's a big campus, but you always see the same people in your classes because of your major, and everyone is a pretty big nerd, so you think you'll get along with everyone. you think that you wouldn't be bullied in college. but no, you have a bully, and his name is sumin.

sumin always chooses the seat near you, and it's never by choice. he rolls into class late, and there are only a few free seats. there are the ones in the front, and there are the ones closest to you. it seems like sumin would rather sit by you than in the front of the lecture hall.

he calls you nicknames. "four eyes" is his favorite, which you always find weird considering he wears glasses too. it's always "four eyes do this," or "four eyes why are you so stupid?" the latter one is usually because he snatches your homework and sees a boatload of mistakes.

you wish he would leave you alone every time you have class with him, but he never leaves you alone. that is until a new kid transferred to your college.

jinsik saved you. he befriended you the second he met you, and he kept you company in every single class because his schedule magically lined up with yours.

it seemed like sumin also befriended jinsik, much to your dismay, and you were scared that jinsik was also going to start bullying you. but he didn't, and he (playfully) fought sumin whenever he tried to bully you. jinsik became your guardian angel, and the more time you spent together, the more inseparable you became.

except for the times you were separated from him. when he wasn't in sight, you became sumin's target again.

you're sitting on the quad by yourself. jinsik's on his way to meet you, and you're trying to kill time before class. you decide to stick your nose in a textbook. sumin sees you and calls out to you.

"four eyes!"

you sigh. you can't believe this is happening.

you ignore him, but he continues talking. "you look so sad alone like this. where's your buddy?"

you continue to ignore him. he doesn't seem to like that because next thing you know, his hand is on top of your textbook, covering up the words.

"don't be rude. i'm talking to you."

"...leave me alone, sumin."

"just answer my question, and i'll leave you alone."

you furrow your eyebrows and look at him skeptically. sumin? leave you alone? yeah, right. still, you close your textbook and nod your head.

"where's jinsik?"

"on his way here."

you go to open your textbook again. you answered his question, so he should be leaving you alone now. but he doesn't. it's never that simple with sumin. he grabs your textbook from you.

"hey!"

you stand up and reach for your textbook, but sumin's holding it over your head. you end up losing your balance and fall right into his chest.

there are a number of ways you expect him to react. he could hold his chest and call you a pervert. he could laugh at you for being so clumsy. he could call you blind even though you're wearing super thick glasses. he could do many things.

but he doesn't do any of those things. instead, he stays there. you push yourself away from him and stand on your own two feet.

sumin's face is red. he's hugging your textbook to his chest. he's looking away. for once, he's avoiding your gaze, and for once, he's silent.

he holds your textbook out for you to take. you eye him suspiciously before nabbing it from his clutches. before he can say another word, you grab your bag and scurry off the quad. you text jinsik to just meet you in the classroom.

you think that sumin would stop bothering you after that incident. but no. he got worse. even jinsik wasn't able to save you. if anything, it got worse when jinsik was around.

for the first time since he transferred, jinsik doesn't make it for class. he's sick. you were left to fend for yourself in class. you were left defenseless against sumin.

sumin's actually on time for class for once. he has his pick on any of the seats in the classroom, but he chooses to sit next to you. right next to you. he knows that jinsik is sick, which means the seat next to you is definitely up for grabs.

what's weird is that he doesn't utter a word to you the entire class. he actually takes notes, you know, like a good student. he didn't do anything, but that didn't stop you from being on edge the entire class, even at the end when class got dismissed.

you reach for your pen. your hand brushes against sumin's. you quickly withdraw your hand. not going to lie, you're a little disgusted. you hate that you made physical contact with him.

"hey..."

you hear his low voice. you look at him. he's got a hurt puppy look on his face.

"what?"

you sound a lot more harsh than you intend. but you weren't about to be nice to your bully either.

"you don't have to react like that..."

"how should i respond, then?"

you snap back. he looks more hurt. you feel a little bad, but he deserves it. he's tormented you since the beginning.

you don't even let him respond. you get your things and leave the classroom. you try to hurry out of the building, but before you can, sumin grabs you. he drags you to the end of the corridor where no students ever really went because it was where the freight elevator was.

you shake him off. you glare at him. he looks upset, annoyed, frustrated. you get annoyed too. he has no reason to look that way.

"why're you treating me like i have cooties or something?"

"cooties? what are we, five?"

"you know what i mean."

he's confused, but you're more confused. in the time you've known each other, not once has he been upset with you. between the constant jabs, you didn't think he was capable of having his feelings hurt, but there he was in front of you, his figurative dog ears drooping.

"considering all you did in the time we've known each other is make my college life a living hell, i think i'm treating you the right way."

sumin looks even more hurt. what the hell?

"you feel like your life is hell?"

"who wouldn't?"

"i thought..."

he looks away. he doesn't finish his thought. under normal circumstances, you would've walked away without another word. but, for the first time, you're able to confront your bully, and you're going to take advantage of it.

"you have thoughts?"

you wince at your own words when they come flying out of your mouth. even for you, they're a little harsh.

sumin seems to cower even more. if he had a health bar, it would be halfway done by now.

"that stings... but yes, i do. i thought you were okay with it."

"who on earth would be okay with this level of torture? "four eyes" isn't exactly flattering, you know, and being picked on every single day in class is the kind of things nightmares are made of."

"in my defense, it's because of jinsik."

you gape at him. how is it jinsik's fault? he wasn't there for your first year of college, and he's not there right now.

"things would be going a different way if he wasn't around."

"what is that supposed to mean?"

sumin runs his fingers through his hair roughly. for a nerd, he's sure having a hard time finding his words.

"do you like him?"

you gape again. what is wrong with his brain?

"what...?"

"you like jinsik, right?"

"what is wrong with you?"

you turn to walk away, but he grabs you and pulls you back. he plants you firmly to the ground and holds your arms in place. you want to fight back, but he has a ridiculous amount of strength that makes no sense for a nerd. either that, or you're insanely weak.

"just tell me if you like him."

"why?"

"just do it. tell me. do you like him?"

you're confused at his game. you want to know why he would ask you such a question, but you worry that if you answer his question, he won't tell you why. at least your brain was still working.

"if i tell you, will you tell me why you're doing all this?"

sumin nods earnestly. you didn't think that he would.

"i do..."

the drooping ears are back.

"...as a friend."

sumin perks up. his emotions are so animated, it almost makes you laugh. but you don't. you still want to know what his agenda is.

"well... if it weren't for him, you would've been mine a long time ago."

you blink. you don't know what's gotten into him.

"are you... are you on drugs?"

"what?! no!"

sumin shakes his head profusely.

"you're making absolutely no sense to me right now, sumin."

sumin huffs. it seems like he's having a hard time trying to get the words out of his mouth.

"okay... i've liked you since freshman year."

that's... news.

"you're messing with me."

you look around. you try to see if you can spot any of his friends nearby, but it's only the two of you by the freight elevator. you face him slowly. his face is red. his ears are red. his eyes are locked in. he's serious...?

"i always get nervous around you, and it makes me..."

he trails off.

"turn into a dick?"

he laughs cynically at himself. he nods. you're upset. this is the first time someone's ever confessed their feelings for you, and this is not how you expected it to go at all. and you didn't think for a second it would be your "mortal enemy" of all people that would be saying these kinds of things to you.

"so you're aware of your actions, and you still chose to treat me that way?"

"i'm sorry..."

he sighs. he finally lets you go. luckily for him, you stay there.

"i really do like you..."

what were you supposed to do? accept his confession? slap him? before you can decide, he continues.

"and i thought you liked me back... until jinsik showed up."

your big mouth flies open.

"why on earth would i like someone who torments me? you're insane."

"in my defense, i thought we had that old bickering couple energy going on!"

sumin sounds so insane that you forget how to act like an adult, or at least a mature person for that matter.

"your defense is stupid! you're stupid! why would you ever think we have that when all you do is make fun of me! i don't think you've ever complimented me in your entire life, choi sumin!"

once again, you try to walk away, but sumin grabs your arm. he pulls you into his chest this time. he wraps his arms around you.

you think it's a prank right until you hear sumin's heart hammering in his chest. he's mean to you, sometimes a little cruel, but maybe this is his way of showing you that he likes you, that he has feelings for you. maybe you should give him a chance.

"you're so attractive... and kind... and smart. i hate that my first instinct is to make fun of you when you're such an amazing human being."

he lets go of you and cups your face. you've never seen him smile softly before at you, or anyone for that matter. that smile being for you might've convinced you to accept his confession. it definitely makes your heart flutter.

and yet, that little voice inside your head continues to nag you.

"...is this a prank?"

sumin exhales softly. it's a mix of derision and exhaustion at himself. he rubs your cheek, making you close your eyes, and that's when you feel his lips press against yours.

it's super short, super anticlimactic, but it says everything to you. he exhales, and you think he's going to kiss you again, but he moves away. you feel the sweetness from his lips lingering on yours. you touch your lips, and you look at him.

"...i still think this is a prank."

sumin throws his hands up in exhaustion. he groans loudly and ruffles his hair. he tries to figure out how to convince you that his feelings are real, but he knows he doesn't need to when he hears you giggling.

it's a good thing you accepted his confession instead of slapping him.

[tmrwsuns]

(𐙚⋆.˚) destiny's day !

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ [seeun x reader] ...୨♡୧... wc. 1.6k w. curse words! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

to be honest, you had never been quite fond of valentines.

you thought of it as an overpriced holiday with no real sentiment to celebrate… and you had never had anyone to spend it with, clearly, and this year wouldn’t be any different. 

It's not like you were embarrassed about being single, but you couldn't deny it was hard to deal with the loneliness that was always magnified by a thousand by the million couples posting their undying love for each other.

For that reason, you found yourself clad in hello kitty printed pajama pants and an oversized hoodie as you laid on the couch of your cozy home, snacks littered all over the table while you looked through the romantic comedy section of whatever streaming site had come up first. it had become a tradition to watch the cheesiest movie you could find and stuff your mouth with candy as you closed away from the sure nightmare that would be social media the entire day. 

putting on your favorite movie, you cuddled up to your covers and settled to enjoy the evening. That was until the sound of the doorbell ringing caught your attention, making your brows furrowed in confusion. you weren't waiting for anyone.

Still, you stood up; wrapping the pink covers around your shoulders before opening the door. you were met with a smiling boy in uniform that held the biggest bouquet of peonies you had ever seen.

“this is for you ma’am, happy valentines!” he exclaimed, his smile just a little too happy to be real. “i just need you to sign here and we’ll be done” what.

“I'm sorry, uhm, harua?” you spoke after reading the name tag that adorned his chest. “but this isn’t for me” “it sure is, ma’am. this is the address i was given” he nodded “if you could just sign here” harua pressed as he attempted to hand you the paper once again.

“i’m sorry, but my love life is as dry as chicken i overcooked last night” you repeated, shaking your head.

the handsome boy couldn't help but let out a small laugh at your sentence, trying to compose himself quickly before speaking again. “maybe you have a secret admirer” he shrugged, his smile seemingly more genuine now. “look, this is the last thing i have to deliver before i can go meet my girlfriend.” the look he gave you told you everything you needed to let out a heavy sigh.

“okay, i’ll sign it” you nodded, grabbing the paper from him and signing where he had circled. “go get your girl”

“thank you so much, enjoy the flowers” he bowed before turning away and walking off hurriedly. 

you stared at the bouquet with a slightly exasperated look. what were you supposed to do with those now? it was a beautiful arrangement, but it didn’t belong to you and it wasn’t fair to keep them. as you analyzed the bouquet you noticed a small piece of paper buried between the beautiful petals of the peonies. of course,  a note.

happy valentines, my love. i hope you like these, see you tonight!!

— blue<3

you squinted your eyes in thought for a couple seconds until it hit you. your next door neighbour, yujun had been in a relationship ever since you had moved in next to him, having introduced you to his girlfriend once in passing when his best friend had almost knocked you out of balance accidentally. of course the flowers were meant for him. 

letting out one more sigh, you left the covers on the couch before heading out of your apartment to knock on yujun’s door to give them the flowers. however, when the door opened it wasn’t the same kind smile that always did, but a tall frame with a cocky smile and lazy eyes that stretched like he had just woken up.

“oh?” the boy spoke, leaning against the doorframe “flowers? yn, you shouldn't have.”

you rolled your eyes at his words, pushing the flowers to his chest. “not for you, seeun, for yujun.”

“he has a girlfriend, i thought you knew this” he said without missing a beat, making you bite back a groan.

“of course they aren’t from me, they just got delivered to the wrong door” you deadpanned, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of your reaction.

“i know, i’m only joking,” he smiled, and you tried to ignore how pretty the sight was as he looked you up and down. “you don’t look like you’ve been celebrating valentines.”

“jee, thanks” you said as you tried to hand him the flowers once again.

“you can keep those and we can pretend they're from me, you know, make your day better” 

you scoffed at his words. who did he think he was? “just take the flowers, seeun” 

“yujun is not even home, come on, i wont tell” seeun spoke again, still not even pretending to grab the flowers.

“are you seriously suggesting i steal his valentine’s gift?” you asked incredulously.

“i’m suggesting you clearly need it more than him,” he grins.

“oh, you’re too kind” you said sarcastically before crouching down to set the flowers down by his feet. “please hand these over when he gets home.” before he could say anything you turned around to walk back into your house, living a greening seeun behind.

it wasn't long until you were back on the safety of your couch, trying to shake away the butterflies that hung around after seeing the familiar boy that frequented the neighboring apartment so much.

however, the doorbell rang again and your peace was interrupted for the second time that day. an hour had passed and the movie was almost over when you had to get up again to answer the door.

nothing could’ve prepared you for the sight you were met with. seeun stood by the door with a large bouquet of pretty blue flowers and a wide grin decorating his lips. 

“hey” he stated far too casually, as if him being there was a normal occurrence.

“hey?” you asked, subconsciously wrapping the duvet tighter around your body.

“since you refused the flowers, i figured I’d give you new ones and complete the valentine’s package. dinner?" he asked in return, holding out the bouquet for you to hold.

you blinked “is this a pity date?”

“of course not, no” he shook his head immediately, honesty shining in his eyes. “just destiny doing its thing, i’d say.”

his words made you smile unconsciously, not being able to resist the butterflies that swarmed your stomach.

“destiny?”

“yes, woman, destiny” he rolled his eyes with amusement, a hint of red showing in his cheeks. “now, would you do me the honors of coming with me or am i going to give these flowers to yujun too?”

a chuckle escaped your lips as you shook your head, grabbing the flowers from him and holding those to your chest.

“i think ill keep these ones” you smiled. “now, what time are we thinking for dinner?”

…

“yujun didn’t think you’d say yes, you know” seeun spoke from the opposite side of the table as you sat in a cute little restaurant hours later.

“to be fair, the only thing i’ve ever called you around him has been “the tall annoying one”” you commented, a teasing smile on your lips.

“wait, i thought i was the handsome one!” he exclaimed as he furrowed his eyebrows “who is it if its not me?”

“it's obviously the shorter one with the black and white hair” you answered as if the question had been the dumbest thing to ask.

“minjae?” seeun asked incredulously. “he’s old! and short!”

you couldn't contain the laugh that bubbled up from your chest at the boy’s reaction. “that doesn’t mean he isn’t handsome,” you shrugged.

the honey eyed boy mocked you quietly before speaking again. “okay, sure, but i'm handsomer.” he ensured, “right?”

“just for today i’ll let you have it,” you nodded.

seeun cheered softly as a smile replaced his previous pout. “i just keep winning today, what a day”

“what else did you win today?” you asked curiously, tilting your head slightly in question.

“well, i got a discount in the morning because i got a valentine’s day special for me and yujun; then i asked this girl i have a crush on on a date —you might know her, actually— and she called me the handsomest guy to have ever existed” he counted, his eyes never leaving yours.

your heart skipped a beat inevitably at his charming way of speaking, giving way for a shy smile to find its way to your lips.

“sounds like your lucky day” you commented, trying not to squeal as your only response.

“you’ve made it so” he grinned once again, making your eyes roll again, affectionately this time.

“you’re cheesy.” 

“and you’re pretty.”

“you’re prettier” you commented, enjoying the way he immediately went silent after you spoke. “wanna know something crazy?” “uhm, sure, what is it?” he asked, falling out of his previous daze.

“that guy delivered the flowers today,” you pointed towards a table where your former delivery boy sat with his presumed girlfriend.

“shit, destiny is really going at it today.”

★ blue's corner ;; small one shot as a valentine's gift !! i had this idea and couldn't think of anyone but seeun.... ★ taglist ;; @tiramisumin @astrasng @xikskrrrs ★ back to the masterlist. ★ please do not copy, adapt or steal any of the content !!!

© tmrwsuns, 2025

[tiramisumin]

hii i like ur vibe can we be friends ?

HIIII 🤭 ofc we can <<3

[xeeuns]

yay! hehe

[xeeuns]

my first kiss with minjae went a little like this. | 1.1k

you’re in minjae's car. it’s wintertime, and the windows are slightly foggy because cold outside, warm inside. he parks the car in front of a pretty view, and it feels like it’s right out of a movie. you make small talk, and it’s awkward as hell because, before you both realized you had a mutual crush on each other, you were friends: the kind that got along really well in class but never had a reason to hang out outside of class. so both of you are keeping to yourselves, trying to be respectful of each other, not knowing how to move from the friend-zone to more than friends or classmates.

he starts. "so... what're you doing for the midterm?"

you want to laugh in disbelief, but you don't have anything else better to talk about yourself. you look down at your lap. you're playing with a loose string on the hem of your shirt.

"i don't know yet."

"that's rough... your group hasn't met up after class yet?"

"no... i think you're the only one in that class i've met up with outside of class."

"met?"

you look up for the first time since the car got parked. minjae's leaning over the wheel. he has a small smile on his face. you feel your face turn red.

you stutter. "yeah, m-met."

"is that what we're doing right now? only meeting?"

your face gets redder. you don't know how to respond. your eyes go back to the string on your shirt.

from the corner of your eye, you see his hand move towards yours. you hold your breath, thinking he's going to hold your hand. he doesn't. he holds the gearshift. you exhale.

minjae exhales softly, too. you think he's irritated because you were pretty irritated with yourself. it was so easy talking to him when you were joking around in class. now, in this car? next to impossible.

"um..." he voice nearly cracks, but he catches it and clears his throat. "can i be honest about something?"

you nod. you can't meet his gaze, and you can't respond. your mouth is too dry, and you're too flustered.

"i'm really nervous right now..."

your heart skips a beat. he's nervous? too? why is he nervous around you? he has no reason to be nervous.

and he reads your thoughts. "i thought i knew what i wanted when we first agreed to this... meeting."

he pauses.

"no, not meeting. date."

you're able to look up. you see the tips of minjae's ears are red and on fire. he's not looking at you. he's got a tight grip on the gearshift and steering wheel.

minjae continues with his confession. "i thought it would be easy going from friends to more, but my heart is racing so bad right now."

he's talking through his nervousness.

"and i'm holding myself back... because... i don't want to scare you away... i don't want to come on too strong."

"minjae... what do you mean?"

he takes a deep breath.

"lately all i can think about is you. holding you. kissing you. loving you. i'm sure you feel the same otherwise we wouldn't be here right now... but i feel like my feelings for you are stronger than yours are for me."

you eyes widen.

"and if i move too fast, then you'll leave."

your voice is hoarse, not above a whisper.

"i won't leave, minjae."

he exhales again. this time, it's shaky.

"then... can i kiss you?"

your words fail to work. your heart practically skips a beat out of your chest. you press your lips together and do your best to hold his gaze as you nod. you want him to. badly. even if your body wants you to run away, you were not going to. he wasn't the only one thinking about his crush.

your first kiss with minjae. his warm breath lingers on your lips before he presses them against yours lightly. he was angled a little awkwardly because of the placement of the seats in the car, but he leaned as far into you as he could, and you slowly push yourself closer to him.

it's a very chaste kiss. he moves back, and his eyes try to decipher the look on your face. you feel your face getting redder, and you immediately want to shy away because all of your brain cells are running around screaming and crying.

you're barely able to move away when he lets go of the gearshift. you feel his delicate touch on your face. his hand's cupping your cheek. the other hand on the wheel moves as well, and he's resting his fingers on the side of your neck. he's not forcefully holding you in place. he's rescuing you, making sure you stay with him.

and you want to do that. you gather your nerves and lean into his touch.

when he leans in to kiss you again, his nose slightly bumps against yours. he chuckles awkwardly, pretends it didn't happen, and kisses you again.

the car moves forward slightly. minjae's foot was on the break pedal, so while he was focused on your lips, he moved his foot from the pedal. your heart lurched thinking the car was moving, but you didn't linger on the thought for too long.

you were too busy entrancing yourself with his passionate kisses. you could feel his warm, slightly chapped lips from the winter weather rub against yours between every kiss. his kisses were getting longer, and you were finding it harder to breathe between the kisses and your heart running a marathon.

you were gripping the edge of the passenger's seat at first, but then you move towards him more, and you press your fingers into his thigh. his hold on you fumbled slightly, and he leaned back slightly. his chest was moving heavily, as was yours. you both were catching your breath but trying to make it seem like you weren't, which made you both awkwardly laugh slightly.

minjae clears his throat. he runs his fingers through his hair, and you can see that they're kind of trembling. he exhales again, this time in relief. he looks like he's about to cry, but he doesn't.

"would you say this is still a meeting...?"

there was the minjae you developed a crush on. you push him away slightly with a little laugh.

"stop! this is not a meeting, minjae!"

"then... what is it?"

"it's a date."

"since it's a date, we should go somewhere nicer, right?"

your heart skips another beat. you're about to be floored, but he continues talking.

"because i don't know about you, but kissing like this is hurting my back a little."

you laugh. you push him away. he laughs too. it's not awkward anymore. he starts driving again, but this time, he's holding your hand while he drives, and you're playing with his fingers, not the string on the end of your shirt.

[luvv4zen]

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berry seeun moodboard 𖧷₊˚˖𓍢ִ🍓✧˚.🎀༘⋆ﾟ＊

[tiramisumin]

feeling like i do

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ pairing: kim minjae x f!reader

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ featuring: the rest of xikers, hongjoong and wooyoung of ateez, seeun of stayc, jaehyun of boynextdoor, sohee of riize

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ general content: social media au, fluff, humor, uni!au, slice of life, swearing, kys/kms jokes, mentions of bodily fluids, deluluism, more warnings to be added per individual chapter!

synopsis: you’ve had the biggest crush on kim minjae for as long as you can remember. finally, you’ve gathered the courage to tell him how you feel— only for it to go horribly wrong. but somehow, someway the stars align and your failed confession becomes the best mistake you’ve ever made.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ schedule: ongoing! (updates tues. & thurs.)

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ started: nov. 12, 2024 / ended: tba

୨ৎ i’ve been working on this for MONTHS and i’ve finally finished who else cheered 🙏 this smau is based off the anime ‘monthly girls’ nozaki-kun’ which i highly recommend watching, though it isn’t required to understand what’s going on hehe pls ignore timestamps for the most part and pls pls pls reblog if u liked this!! (send an ask to be part of the taglist <<3)

୨ৎ taglist: @tmrwsuns @kookieswithjung @starskq

profiles: junghoon’s angles / chili cheese fries / yechan calm tf down / kq ent

𖥔 one: let’s all hehe haha at oomf

𖥔 two: “i’m such a huge fan!” (932)

𖥔 three: u deserve to get no bitches

𖥔 four: yes or no (by jungkook)

𖥔 five: like the snack?

𖥔 six: seeunisstupidanddumb1234567 /srs

𖥔 seven: use code JOONGSOLOS for 20% off

𖥔 eight: for his convenience (972)

𖥔 nine: i meant that stupid kid with the glasses

𖥔 ten: y/n and minjae sitting in a tree k i s s i n g

𖥔 eleven: URETHRA!!

𖥔 twelve: maybe the xikers was the friends we made along the way

𖥔 thirteen: jung yujun is officially my biggest opp

𖥔 fourteen: it’s gojover for me.

𖥔 fifteen: couldn’t get any worse (1235)

𖥔 sixteen: are u a masochist by any chance?

𖥔 seventeen: why we postin ball guzzler on main

𖥔 eighteen: doki doki literature club but without the insanely evil women

𖥔 nineteen: seeun (boy) v. seeun (girl) (935)

𖥔 twenty: #HUNTER4FEMINISM

𖥔 twenty one: shhhh not now sweetie the adults are talking!

𖥔 twenty two: YNJAE PROGRESS WHO ELSE CHEERED

𖥔 twenty three: into the retirement home u go

𖥔 twenty four: when it rains, it pours (1311)

𖥔 twenty five: pause and run that back

𖥔 twenty six: can’t a guy wish death upon himself every now and then

𖥔 twenty seven: he’s scared of women

𖥔 twenty eight: NTM ON ME?????

𖥔 twenty nine: HYUNWOO BITCHLESS SAGA CONTINUES

𖥔 thirty: number one wooyoung hater looking real stupid rn

𖥔 thirty one: absolutely, horrendously, tremendously (1455)

𖥔 thirty two: my spidey senses are tingling

𖥔 thirty three: typical yaoi daughter behavior

𖥔 thirty four: glad that it was you (1388)

𖥔 thirty five: break a leg

© 𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒊𝒏.

[sris-skies]

MY ASSASSIN- seeun xikers

where a contracted assassin is tasked with killing the crown prince, accidentally falling into the role as his chosen betrothed.

enemies to lovers, fantasy au, light angst, fluff, seeun is a little bit of a teasing shit, topic appropriate violence (not heavy- trigger warnings will be allocated for the particular chapter if required)

(click on the swords!)

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thinking about…

bf!junghoon texting you every morning with a poem, something unique and sweet to make you smile early in the morning.

bf!junghoon who always pats the top of your head while hugging you, pulling you even closer so he can feel you heartbeat against his.

bf!junghoon who often can't say the words he wants to because he's shy, so instead he writes them down on a little paper and hands them to you.

bf!junghoon who on a random day got you necklace with matching earrings, saying that you deserve presents every day.

bf!junghoon who will forever protect you from anything, standing infront of you proud and tall so you're not scared.

bf!junghoon is the type of boyfriend who will say, "I know you don't need my help, but let me." and will help you out even if you say you can do it alone.

bf!junghoon who hates to see you cry, so he does everything to make you smile, even if it means embarrassing himself so he can make you laugh. he would give up his pride just for you.

bf!junghoon who makes you feel like home. unconsciously, you feel like he's your home now, and wherever you go without him, it just doesn't feel familiar like him.

bf!junghoon whose smile gives you butterflies alone. always squishing his cheeks together in cute aggression, making him groan out from your lovey dovey acts. "Come on, babe. In front of the guys, seriously?" he would say, but then he gives you a quick kiss and doesn't care about the boys anymore.

bf!junghoon who takes you to different dates. is the type who does a date bucketlist which is in alphabetical order and nags you to on the next date on the calendar. "We need to go there, I know you would love it!"

bf!junghoon who bakes with you cakes for holidays, and then randomly mumbles out that, "Hey, so my mum wants you to come over for Chuseok. Is that okay with you?" making you immedietly hit him on the shoulders because Chuseok is in a day and you didn't prepare any gifts for them. He just laughs heartedly, hugging you tightly. "Don't worry about that, you're the gift they asked for all their lives for me."

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ : i'm so sorry for the delay, it's been a good few days since my last bf!xikers scenerio, no excuses. I was thinking a little bit more about writing a slight nsfw content for junghoon and as much as I miss him and want to write more for him, I don't think I would be able to. I hope everyone understands! ♡

important!: this is pure fiction, the act in this story is by my imagination and not based off true events. please do not copy the work.

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[boynextdoors]

ok pretty boy