i am officially leaving tumblr. i wont be posting anymore, my works will still be available for anyone who wants to read them in the pinned post on my profile in my masterlist. i know i said id be more active and that i would come back and lock in but i honestly lost all motivation to post and i honestly dont know where id continue with creating. i wont delete my account ofc.
i dont have a specific reason, like some valid?? reason as to why i am leaving tumblr, i just lost all motivation to write and create. i appreciate all the support that i received for this time that I've been active and all the love my works received.
with that being said im stepping back from this app for a long while. i love you all my pookies. 🤍🫶🏻
hiii everyone💝 im officially back from my hiatus. its been a while but im back on track, theres been some good days and some bad days. i finally turned 17 🥳🥳 (my bday was like 19 days ago BUT EH) i spent these days w my family and friends focused on my studies, picked up some hobbies and js kinda reflected.
and i feel a lot better now, life goes on and there'll be worse times. im prepared to get back on posting and creating more works, it'll take time since i LOWK forgot how tumblr works😭😭😭
ill probably focus on posting smau's for now until i get ideas for actual written blogs. "bad at hiding" is still in progress and its not discontinued, "two boys in the cut" is also being worked on since i still haven't finished seonghyeons ending (keonho ending coming soon?????? MAYBE) but there'll be many things coming since im lowk brainstorming ideas.
i thank everyone for being patient and supportive of my works, ive seen all the reblogs and I couldn't be more happier that ppl enjoy my stuff💝
so erm a lot has been going on lately ive been sick on and off and ive been focusing on studies as well so that's why I haven't been posting much but the main reason why im making this is because i will be going on a break from posting. it will be long since i am taking the time to grieve. unfortunately i lost a dear friend of mine and classmate yesterday. may he rest in peace and may God be with him. everything happened so quickly and all of us are still in disbelief, but we couldn't do anything to stop it.
all the works ive started are left unfinished and i don't plan on finishing them any time soon until everything settles. the whole thing is messed up and i kindly ask of everyone to respect and understand the situation im in.
that would be all from me, i will leave my discord user in the comments if anyone wants to reach out or something, or stay in contact.
thank you for taking the time to read this, i love you all. stay safe and please know that every problem can be solved and that you are loved and aren't alone. 🤍
a little update about my keonho series "bad at hiding" soo I didnt start writing the next part "my type" yet but hopefully ill finish and post it by the time exam season ends (by april-may maybe 😭😭) its a long time but i need to lock in fr on my grades and education
anyways i think till then ill be posting more smaus and post the final seonghyeon ending of "two boys in the cut" and MAYBE MAYBEEE post a keonho ending as well but im not so sure about that
pls be patient w me im trynna get everything done at the same time and balance everything at once🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼😭😭
but tbh this is all from me for now till my next update im open to take requests and what not but uploads will be slow ofc🎀
ouh i love the new username 😳😳✌️✌️youngkeukeu is peak and ppl hating arent real 🫣🫣
hii mootiebaee💞💞💞
tysmm i appreciate it pooks🫶🏻🫶🏻 and yea the youngkeukeu hate in my opinion is lowk overrated like okay i get it some ppl dont like it thats their personal opinion and everyone has their own taste but sending hate towards literal teenagers who are doing something different for once in the kpop industry and creating their own style is js insane💀💀💀 like if u dont fancy it ok js say u dont, no need to spam the hate so much😭 ppl complain the kpop industry keeps repeating the same styles but when a new group does something different they wanna press hate and immediately find flaws instead of giving it a chance FRFR
TBH i didnt like youngkeukeu much when i first listened to it but after replaying it a few times it's genuinely peakkkk🤩🤩
genuinely thinking of starting another series (maybe martin x reader) i still haven't figured out the plot but heres the thing i ALR HAVE A SERIES which I haven't finished (go check out bad at hiding juseyo🫶🏼) i got like 3 parts written (out of total 7-8 parts) but im working on the 4th one BUT I FEAR IF I START THE SERIES ILL LOSE MOTIVATION FOR THE OTHER ONE AND VICE VERSA😭😭😭😭
﹙kore's corner۶ৎ﹚── .✦ VERY late valentines/bday fic for keonho ⸝⸝ its valentines day and its keonho's birthday as well, theres birthday cake and chocolate ⌗ idol bf!keonho x non idol!reader 。。。established relationship, kissing, skinship (hugging, handholding), petnames 𖦹 taglist .ᐟ @hyuneskkami ⭒ @lovhyeonss
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The slightly chill air in the room swept over your face as you looked over the decorations scattered around the room.
Everyone had an assigned job. Martin and Seonghyeon were putting up the decorations, James was trying to decorate the cake and Juhoon— he, well, he was just there. Sitting and looking pretty.
Jokes aside. Juhoon was helping you wrap up the gifts that weren't wrapped. It was a mess, tape was everywhere and the wrapping paper didn't want to cooperate at all.
The decorations looked like they were randomly thrown last minute even though the two were working on it for the past... 15 minutes or so. The cake looked like it went through some shit genuinely. James was definitely done with it— his face read "Bitch do not test me today" and lowkirkuienly... it was funny. At least to you.
"Guys we need to lock in, Keonho should be home soon, but if we find a way to distract him and try to keep him out as long as possible— we might get this done quick" You exclaimed to the group of boys.
You gave up on the gift wrapping a long time ago, honestly, Juhoon did too. You tried, thats all that really mattered. So instead you were trying to help James make the cake less messy and more decent— as far as the word decent goes. "Yeah no." You gave up immediately, the moment you saw James awful try at making Keonho on the cake. It was over. "Theres no help to...whatever that is supposed to be."
"Miss girl. This is your man on this cake." James raised his brows at you,making a face. "See how artistic I am. This is my hidden talent."
You stared at him for a brief moment then glanced down at the cake again. "Should've kept it hidden."
A few snorts followed after your comment, specifically from Martin who was somehow magically tangled up in the mess of decorations. And it genuinely made you wonder in that moment— how does someone with the legs length of a goliath centipede manage to get tangled up in literal plastic. Why are you friends with these idiots again? Oh right, because your boyfriend is friends with them and you dragged yourself into this mess willingly— thats all on you.
"Okay honestly I say we give up. The room looks half decent if we exclude the fact Martin got himself stuck in basically nothing...," Martin's face bloomed with a deep red color as he subtly flipped you off, sheepishly. "The decorations were getting in my way cmon man..." Typical Martin. Always making excuses that make no sense. "The cake is.... Yeah." You cleared your throat slightly, getting a scoff and an eye roll from James himself, though there was no real spite behind it. "The gifts are packed better than I imagined. Good job to us" You fist bumped Juhoon, even though you kinda did most of the work especially wtih the general wrapping part. "I think we are all set." Seonghyeon spoke up, plopping down on the couch.
"Ill text him see if he's coming home soon" You reached for your phone and took it off of the charger, and as if Keonho knew you were going to text him— his name popped up on your lock screen, making your phone vibrate.
"Okay we got about 5 minutes until he is back. Until then, we wait patiently. And we won't touch anything—" You smacked Seonghyeon's hand away from the cake. "No taste testing, dumbass. We leave that to Keonho."
And with that, a long comfortable silence fell between the five of you. It lasted long enough until Keonho's arrival— until the first ring of the doorbell was heard. Everyone rushed, Martin placed the candles on the cake and you quickly lit them up, lowkey burning yourself just a little in the process, how? You don't even know.
You stayed behind in the living room while the others went to greet Keonho at the door. You didn't tell him you were here, duh. You wanted to surprise him— its been a while since you hungout with him or saw him, facetime excluded. His schedule is busy, you understood that. You knew how much he was excited for today— two events clasped together, his birthday and Valentine's day.
You inhaled and exhaled sharply as the commotion drew to an end and the footsteps came closer. You got up from the couch, getting round the corner of the table and waiting patiently. Nerves wracking your thoughts, your fingers fiddled with the hem of your shirt. You didn't even know why you felt so nervous all of a sudden— after all it was just Keonho, your boyfriend, the boy you met out of nowhere, the same boy who charmed you with his insane swimming skills and body control when it came to dancing— It is just Keonho. Thats what you told yourself.
Though the moment he came into your view, his jaw dropped and you felt your heartbeat speed up like crazy. His smile got wider, his arms opening invitingly. And you didn't waste a second. You basically flew into his embrace, his grip on you tight like the world might end if he let go.
"Ynie— I didn't know you'd be here-" He muttered into your hair, forgetting about the others. Though, they are already used to it. "You weren't supposed to know dummy.." You let out a laugh, pulling back just a little from him. "It wouldn't have been a surprise if you knew I was here the whole time, it would've ruined everything"
"Thats true—" Keonho took a moment to look at you before he pulled you into his arms again. "Okay okay lovebirds, not in front of our salads.." James clapped his hands lightly, making a mock disgusted face. "Y'all are so sappy, teenage love." Martin muttered, wiping a fake stray tear away. "The hell are you on about, we are both the same age as you now.." You blinked at Martin before rolling your eyes at him. "Can't believe this lil shit is the same age as me for now— Oh Lord what did I do to deserve this" Martin rubbed his face with his hands, exhaling loudly.
"And here he goes, being dramatic as always" Seonghyeon shook his head while Juhoon grinned, nodding along like the chill guy he is.
The rest of the day went alright. The boys went live on WEVERSE, you stayed behind the whole time, letting them do their own thing— you showed your face at least once or twice and the fans didnt seem to care much honestly. Your relationship with Keonho was public and the managers didn't seem to care either, they were skeptical at first but warmed up quick enough.
After everything was done, it was just you and Keonho alone in the living room. The others retreated to their own rooms, leaving you two to have some time, after all, they knew you and Keonho haven't had the chance to properly hangout with their schedule being crowded, bless them for that.
So now here you were, seated on the couch, resting your head on Keonho's shoulder, fingers tracing patterns on his arm around you.
"Im so happy you came." Keonho broke the comfortable silence, pulling you closer. You lifted your head off his shoulder to look up at him, smiling softly. "Im happy too. I missed you a lot, Keon." You murmured, tone quiet as if you two weren't the only ones present in the room. "I wish we could stay like this forever. No schedules, just you and I." He sighed, brows furrowed just for a moment, the grip of his arm around you tightening for just a slight second as if he was afraid you'd disappear if he let go.
"I know, Keo. But there's gonna be a time when we will get to hangout almost everyday. We just have to be patient." Your hands found their way to his, fingers clasping immediately. His skin was warm, too warm and a bit sweaty. Probably from the heat of the room.
A moment of silence stretched between you and him, sitting there comfortably in the comfort of each others arms.
Keonho was the first to break the quietness. "You know— I did prepare something for you too, since it is also Valentines day." You perked up at his words, slowly sitting up straight.
"What'd you prepare? When did you even?" You sounded so confused, Keonho couldn't help but laughing. "Dont worry about it. I managed to sneak out, during practice."
"Wait here. Ill be back." He got up from the couch and rushed to his room, leaving you there to sit and wonder.
He came back after a minute or so— holding a big bouquet with different kinds of flowers, ten different heart shaped boxes of chocolate and a big kuromi stuffed plush. You stared at him with eyes wide open, jaw dropped. "Keon— you didn't have to. I mean you did— but—" You stumbled over your words, standing up from the couch and walking over to him. "No buts,babe. This is all for you, you deserve it."
You took the bouquet and the plush from him while he placed the chocolate boxes on the coffee table. "Thank you, Keon. I appreciate it."
You came closer to him and placed a kiss on his cheek, then began peppering small kisses all over his face. Keonho smiled and giggled at the kisses, closing his eyes to enjoy the affection.
You put away the stuff in your hands and he pulled you closer by your waist, one hand reaching up to cup your cheek. You looked into his eyes and he stared back at you with a glint of love and adoration, other arm wrapped around your waist to pull you as close as he could towards him.
You stood there staring at each other like that before he started leaning in slowly. In a second, his lips were on yours.
The kiss was soft and gentle. But still, you could feel the intensity radiating off of Keonho's body, the months of not being able to hangout with you, the devastating months he wasn't able to hold you like this or kiss you like this— or just be near you at all. Keonho kissed you like he hasn't seen you for decades, not just months.
Keonho was the first to break the kiss, pulling back from you just a bit. "I love you so much." He whispered against your mouth, forehead resting against yours.
"I love you too, Keo." You whispered back, voice slightly cracking. He pulled you into his arms, hugging you tightly.
"Thank you, for coming. Thank you for making this day better." Keonho placed a kiss on the top of your head, lightly inhaling the scent of your shampoo, you rested your head on his chest, your breathing matching his. You listened in on his heartbeat— it was temperate and it felt calming.
"Happy birthday Keon, and happy Valentines day as well." You murmured into the fabric of his shirt, lifting your head to look up at him. "Happy Valentines day, Ynie. The best day of my life" Keonho leaned down and kissed you again— though this time it was just a bit longer. He poured all the love he had for you into it, hands resting on your hips, fingers tracing slow patterns along your hip bones.
And once you pulled back, you stood there for what felt like hours with him— in his embrace, enjoying the peace and quiet and the comfort of the boy you fell hard for.
The chocolate boxes on the table were gone within a second, the sweet treats shared between soft laughter and small light kisses then and there.
You'd definitely be so sick in the morning from all the sugar in your system— but you couldn't care less, not when Keonho was feeding you the chocolates and looking at you like you were the most important thing in the world, which to him, you were. And you felt the same as him. And that was all that mattered.
﹙kore's corner۶ৎ﹚── .✦ texts w seonghyeon, keonho is still present ⸝⸝ he wants u so bad but he has a weird way of showing it ⌗ non idol au 。。。 bickering, swearing, hyeon is downbad, keonho is still trying hard to win u over 𖦹 taglist .ᐟ @hyuneskkami ⭒ @lovhyeonss ⭒ @eohyeons ⭒ @miisoluvsdeer
hi ur account is so freaking tuff 😝 pls add me to the taglist of ur 09z smau 🙏🙏🙏🙏
hiii🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 omgg tysmmm i appreciate it A LOT🥹🥹🥹
also honestly i didnt think abt continuing the 09z smau bcs like in my opinion it isnt made for a continuation BUT now that u mention it honestly i mightttt do it and ill deff add u onto the taglist 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼
（ kore's corner۶ৎ ）── .✦ texts w helpless ex!james ⸝⸝ james cant seem to let u go despite everything being over so what else can he do other than beg u to take him back and pray u reply to his msgs ^᪲᪲᪲ a lil angsty ig 。。。 taglist .ᐟ @lovhyeonss @hyuneskkami 𑣲divider by @uzmacchiato
﹙kore's corner۶ৎ﹚ ── .✦ keonho takes u out, a lot of chemistry happens between yall, he almost kisses you ⸝⸝ keonho confused abt his feelings, reader is also confused, skinship (hugging, handholding), swearing, flirting, keonho being a little shit 𝜗𝜚 word count :: 4.2k 𑣲taglist .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ @lovhyeonss ⭒ @hyuneskkami ⭒ @09zpzkeonnss @seonghyeonholic ⭒ @usmanedit ⭒ @jellywichu
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You sat on the edge of your bed, contemplating what you should wear. You didnt want to look like you tried too hard but also didnt want to look like a mess.
After all it was summer so you didnt really have much of a choice when it comes to fashion. You sat there for a bit before finally getting up and going over to your closet. You rummaged through it, trying to find something adequate but also something that was fitting for the weather.
You ended up with a band tee and a pair of shorts. Was that too basic? You honestly didnt care. Or well you did. Because the moment you put the clothes on,you regretted it. It didn't match and didnt look cute at all, in your opinion. The shorts more likely didnt look good, urgh, pants it is it seems.
You put on the baggiest pair you could find that would bring you enough comfort to breathe even though it was scorching hot outside.
You tied your hair up because you felt yourself already sweating even though the AC was on. You couldn't imagine what it would be like outside if you let your hair down.
You didnt put too much makeup mainly because you know itll melt away within a second.
But again you wanted to look at least a little more presentable. A little wont hurt, right? Right. You searched through your makeup bag and found your mascara, concealer, blush and your lipgloss.
You definitely needed a makeup refresh as well— the lipgloss was almost empty and so was the mascara. How things are going, you might start stealing your moms makeup instead.
As you were finishing layering the product onto your eyelashes, your phone started vibrating on your bed. It was Keonho.
"Damn... is it time already?" You answered and put the call on speaker.
"Hey arcade girl" Keonho's voice filled the space of your room.
"Heyy Keon, whats up?" you responded, placing the mascara down. "Are you ready yet? I know it's a lil early but i just cant wait to see you"
He sounded a little too eager and happy, it made your heart jump for some reason. You exhaled and just laughed. "Yea im almost done, and really? You flatter me, arcade and convenience store fumbler."
"Are you ever gonna let that convenience store thing down" you could tell he was pouting, definitely. There was no way he wasn't. And you found it slightly cute.
Just slightly though. "Hmmm...let me think about it, nope!" You laughed at the defeated groan he let out.
"You are impossible, but if you're ready im currently on my way to your apartment. Ill be there in 5-10 minutes."
"Okay, ill see you soon then" after you finished speaking you hung up and placed the phone down back on the bed.
You took the time you had left to slap the rest of your makeup on and to do a quick check of your outfit. It looked good enough and it wasn't too much. It could do, honestly, there was no turning back now. Keonho will show up in a bit, no more fussing over clothes, it is what it is.
You added a few pieces of jewelry just for good measure and sprayed some of your favorite perfume.
You grabbed your bag. Which had almost nothing in it. Only your charger, some sunglasses and a few other essential things.
You checked your phone for any new messages or such, nothing. You shrugged and placed it in your bag before going downstairs.
The living room was empty. The whole apartment was empty. It was just you. Your mom would be working late again, as you expected. It wasnt surprising at all.
You put on your shoes and left the apartment, making sure to lock the door twice.
You got down in front of the building, tapping your foot against the concrete while waiting for Keonho. You scrolled through your socials while humming under your breath. Then, you see him from the corner of your eye, walking towards you. He had that kind of serious look on his face, like he was focused on something— on what exactly you didnt know but the moment his eyes laid on you, the seriousness was broken and a smile plastered itself on his face, so wide it reached his eyes and showed off his perfect teeth.
It made your heart clench and jump for some reason, you placed your phone into your bag and started walking towards him. "Heyy Keon" you greeted him with a smile.
"Hey Ynie" he went in for hug. He didnt hesitate at all, immediately pulling you into his arms like that. It didn't feel awkward like the last times. It felt like he has known you for a longer amount of time, or as if he hasn't seen you for years. It kind of was that to him though, his schedule making it impossible for him to even think about hanging out with you.
"You look really pretty— i mean you look nice...yea you look nice- well pretty too but the outfit is really erm- yea um" Keonho already started stumbling over his words, rubbing the back of his neck as the redness spread over his cheeks and onto the tips of his ears.
It made you laugh— you found it cute how easily his face got all red and how he started fidgeting on the spot. "I get what you're trying to tell me, Keon. Thank you for the compliment" You tried so hard not to burst out laughing even harder from the view in front of you. Keonho's face would put all tomatoes to shame, literally.
"So where are we going? Or are we gonna stand here and you're gonna stare at me the whole time?" You couldn't miss the chance to tease him, not when he looked like his head might explode from all the heat. "You are absolutely insufferable, my God" Keonho groaned, rubbing his face with his hands. "I think you are trying to say that i am absolute insufferable and pretty."
"Okay okaayy shut upp" he lightly shoved your arm. "I was thinking maybe we could go get some coffee or something, just talk y'know. Catch up on these 4 days of not talking"
"4 days is a lot I know... feels like a week" You sighed dramatically, not missing the defeated look on Keonho's face. "You're still teasing me, you're the absolute worst." He huffed, lips forming into his signature pout that you've seen too many times by now. "Who? Me? Neverrr... Keon do you really think that low of me? Woowww.. I feel hurt"
"My God I swear you're even more insufferable than Martin, come on let's get moving before we both turn into melted ice creams" He lightly tugged your arm and started walking, making you walk right by his side.
"I refuse to believe that I could be even worse than Martin" you lightly lifted your head to look at his side profile, arm rubbing against his as you walked. "Oh trust me, he is, wait till you meet him and the others. Well you've already met Seonghyeon so far." Keonho looked at you and immediately turned his gaze away, you could see him swallow thickly and mutter something under his breath before he shook his head and instead pointed to a cafe that wasn't that far away. "There it is, let's go cmon"
You walked for at least 3 more minutes. Once you were standing in front of the cafe, about to open the door, Keonho stopped you. "Wait— let me" he lightly pulled you away from the door and instead opened it for you, you giggled and shook your head "What a gentleman" you went inside the cafe, missing the way blush covered Keonho's cheeks and how he muttered something under his breath before following behind you.
You studied the interior of the cafe, it had some sort of cozy and comfy vibe to it. "Right over here" Keonho lead you to a table in the corner of the cafe next to the windows. He pulled out the chair for you, letting you sit first. "Ill go order for us, what do you want?" "Ill have a white chocolate mocha" "That such a basic choice" He teased you and you glared at him. "Yea yea whatever" You rolled your eyes and he left over to take your orders.
Soon he came back with the cups in his hands and sat down on the opposite chair. He placed your order in front of you. "Heres your basic white chocolate mocha and i got myself one as well...just wanted to try it" You gaped at him, eyebrows raised "You never had mocha before?"Keonho took a sip of the coffee, making a face before taking another sip.
"Nope actually never, But this is pretty good" he nodded, setting the cup down.
"Pretty good for a basic choice hm?" You tilted your head at him and he just grinned."Who knows though, it might become my go-to drink to get especially here"
Silence followed, the quietness prolonging for a long time between the two of you. You found yourself glancing at him bit too often when he wasn't looking, gaze flicking from his eyes to his lips for some reason and even you didn't know why— you'd stare for a bit too long and eventually when you tear your gaze away and look up— your eyes would be met with his, and he would grin widely, tilt his head and raise a thick brow at you, as if he knew you were staring the whole time.
It made something settle deep in the pit of your stomach, akin to butterflies swarming and tearing at your guts. The rays of sun beamed in his face and made him look absolutely ethereal, his natural tan skin glowing under the light.
Goddamn he looked perfect, like some masterpiece or something— made you wonder how could someone be so beautiful. Get ahold of yourself, damn girl. Snap out of it..
"Helloo??? Earth to Yn. Girl your eyes will pop out if you continue staring" You looked at Keonho, the realization hitting you— you were absolutely staring a bit too much and too hard. "Oh sorry— my bad I was just thinking about something" You smiled sheepishly.
He chuckled, shaking his head slightly, arms crossed over his chest "Or someone- I know im handsome but damn I didnt know I was that special to have you studying my face anatomy like you're a medical student or something"
"I just got lost in my thoughts, you're getting too confident" You huffed, glaring at him while the redness on your face stayed visible. You REALLY need to pull yourself together, this is just embarrassing.
"Okaayyy okayy sure" Keonho held back a laugh, but you could see his shoulders slightly shaking. "Its not funny oh my Lord" You wanted to reach over the table and shove his arm but decided not to. "Nothing nothing, dont worry about it" He dismissed with a light movement of his hand. "You just look super cute and pretty right now. All flustered, y'know"
You honestly couldn't believe what you were hearing right now in this moment— Keonho calling you cute and pretty in the same sentence without stuttering and or turning his head away from you...he got bold, thats for sure.
You had to drop your head down to hide your face. Seriously, getting this worked up over a compliment? You needed help. Or maybe an exorcism too...or well, the ambulance as well...aaand an exorcism— Because damn with the way your face was burning up, you thought you'd explode or melt or burn to a crisp.
"Okay okay mister Ahn Keonho I got it— You can stop now, jeez." You shook your head, fiddling with your cup as you looked at him, he had that satisfied wide cheeky smile. "I wasn't doing anything though, I just gave you a genuine compliment, whats so wrong with that?" He stared at you with a half raised brow, slightly leaning over the table while resting his head in his hand.
"You're just acting like you dont know what you are doing, Keo." "And what exactly am I doing, Ynie?" He rested his head on both of his hands, grinning softly at you.
"Now you're being annoying and insufferable. I wonder how your members put up with you." You sighed dramatically, finally calming down from the moments you had beforehand. Keonho pouted and whined a little, looking mock offended. "Okay now- My members put up with me perfectly fine, I feel so heartbroken you think that low of me, Ynie." He put his hand on his chest, letting out fake sobs which made you grin at his acting. "Yeah yeah you'll survive, drama queen."
"Now you're insulting me? Oohhh this terrific, wait till my manager hears about this. Its over for you" "I think your manager will end you if he finds out you're hanging out with girls instead of focusing on your employment, dumbass."
"Excuse me ma'am, theres no plural only singular. Im hanging out with a girl, not two or three,one." He did the 'ermm akshually🤓☝️' pose and you genuinely face palmed and let out the loudest sigh. "How did we go from whatever was happening minutes ago to you correcting me and acting smart— makes no sense."
"What can I say,im just full of surprises." "That I can agree with, gonna start throwing magic tricks now?"
"Well...I haven't thought of that yet, honestly. You're giving me ideas though, might start learning some magic tricks just for you" Keonho gave you an overly exaggerated wink. "Okay eugh, never wink at me like that ever again— you looked like a dehydrating fish."
"You wound me, I thought that would get you folding" He sighed. "And who told you that?" "Seonghyeon—" "Okay y'know what... Why would you ask Seonghyeon out of all people." You held yourself from facepalming again.
"I thought he'd give good advice— thats my twinnem. My ride or die, thats my bro bro." You groaned. "Well your bro bro gives awful advice on how to get girls, Keon. Get a new love therapist, for real."
"So chatgpt?—" "Keonho no- do not use AI to romance literally anyone oh my God" You rubbed your face with your hands, groaning into your palms but also chuckling a little. "Why not tho? I mean it does give good advice sometimes"
"Keonho... be so for real right now, you'd use AI to get a girlfriend?" "Well- I mean yeah why not"
"Oh my days." This boy will genuinely be the reason why you lose all braincells left. "Just dont tell me you ask chatgpt to give you tutorials on how to cook or clean or something."
"Well....about that..." He looked at you sheepishly and you gawked at him.
"Im playing with you, Ynie cmon do you really think I would use chatgpt for literally everything in my life?" "Yes." You replied almost instantly, not even hesitating.
The speed of your reply made Keonho laugh but also stare at you with a half baffled expression. "Okay rude—" He rolled his eyes playfully. "I know how to do a lot of things, excuse you, misses." "Im sure you do, Keo."
Out of nowhere, Keonho's phone started ringing and vibrating in his pocket. He took it out and checked the caller ID— It was James. "Sorry, James calling." He whispered to you before answering the call.
"Yea—" "Where are you?" James cut him off. "Im still at the cafe with Yn, why?" "Manager called an urgent meeting. Get back to the dorms quickly." Keonho sighed. "Okay, ill be there in like 15-20 minutes." With that,he hung up.
"Sorry Ynie, James calling me to head back to the dorms. Apparently our manager wants to have a meeting about some stuff." He looked like a kicked puppy, brows furrowed and his smile turned into a frown. You badly wanted to reach out and pinch his cheeks, but refrained yourself from doing it.
Once you two headed outside the cafe, he continued walking by your side. "Keon shouldn't you go the other way?" "I want to walk you back home, the meeting can wait for a bit." He held his hand out for you to take it— and of course you hesitated for a millisecond before taking the chance..hand clasped in his and fingers interlocking immediately.
He lead you all the way in front of your building, going at your pace. He knew he'd be in big trouble but he could care less, he was more worried about getting you home safe than being late to some boring manager counseling or whatever.
"Here we are.." He murmured softly as the two of you stood there. "Thank you for today, Keo. I had so much fun. Hopefully we can do this again some time soon" You smiled softly at him and Keonho swore he felt butterflies swarm in his chest and pit of his stomach.
"Of course, Ynie. I had so much fun as well..." He stared at you, you stared at him for a long time. No one dared to move, his eyes twinkled and so did yours.
His gaze dropped down to your lips, your gaze followed his— both of you hesitated— it was too early to do anything. You couldn't tell what your feelings were and neither could he...but both you and him felt the pull towards each other, you couldn't just ignore it.
He leaned closer just a tiny bit and you followed instantly, his fingers grazed your arm like a gentle breeze, making goosebumps rise all over your skin. Small electric waves coursed through your veins as his touch lingered longer than it should. He was close enough to you, close enough for you to smell his cologne.
"Yn I—" Keonho opened his mouth to speak up but his phone interrupted him, ringing in his pocket. It made both you and him snap out of the haze. Keonho groaned whilst you took the moment to collect yourself.
"You should go, Keo... you'll get in trouble, you're probably already late—" You exhaled softly. "Yea I should— Ill see you soon, Ynie" He pulled you in for a quick hug before he was off, leaving you to stand there and watch him leave whilst the feel of his touch continued to linger on your skin and whilst the smell of his cologne still flooding your senses.
You couldn't stop thinking about it— he was so close to you. You could still feel his presence, could still feel his arms around you as he pulled you into a hug— could picture the way he looked like he was going to cry when he told you he had to leave, or how he looked so furious when his phone rang just as he was about to speak and tell you something— or how he held your hand like hes been waiting all his life for it.
You couldn't tell what you were feeling— was it love? Were you catching feelings for Keonho? It couldn't be— but maybe you were. Possibilities are high.
Keonho was sweet, he was funny and super charming. He matched your vibe,your energy. He makes you laugh, makes you feel like the smartest person on Earth with the things he says sometimes. Everything about Keonho was just chef's kiss.
"Urghhh—" You groaned into your pillow, shifting around for the hundreth time by now. "Goddamn it Keonho what are you doing to me" you muttered to yourself. You grabbed your phone to go and text Ian about everything— maybe she could tell you whats happening and maybe talk some sense into you. But as you went to open your chat with her— you saw your dm with Keonho— messages received just now. Was this telepathy? Was he thinking about you like you were thinking about him?
You didn't waste much time and firstly went to answer him.
You stared at your phone and re-read the messages over and over again till your eyes began to burn and got all teary, smiling widely from ear to ear like an absolute idiot...you sighed and placed your phone back on the charger and laid back your bed and while staring at the ceiling, you started to really wonder what is it that you're feeling towards this boy- was it truly love? Could it be a crush maybe?
Could it be that you are absolutely inlove with the boy who came into your life unexpectedly? Why else would you feel like this.
Meanwhile, Keonho wasnt doing any better. The moment he stepped inside the dorm, he was met with a series of knowing looks but noone spoke up. Something about the looks his teammates gave him made him feel at unease and slightly sheepish.
The meeting itself was the biggest problem— he wasn't listening to a single word, he kept zoning out and the only the image of you in his mind was the way you stared at him back at the cafe, and how close you were earlier when he lead you back home and how sweet your perfume smelled— it took over all his senses, or how downright gorgeous you looked.
Keonho was losing his mind, he was sure of it. There was no doubt.
His teammates noticed his absence, physically Keonho was there but mentally he was off in his own world— imagining what would have happened if he stayed with you just for a little longer, would he get to hug you for a little longer or would he muster the courage to kiss you...would it be too early for that though? It definitely would— kissing you without asking you out properly.. felt weird to him.
The fact that he thought of kissing you made him stop and take long moments to process it.
He's been sitting on the edge of his bed for what felt like a whole decade to him— trying to put the pieces together and figure out what he's feeling towards you. "Yo Keonho—" Seonghyeon's voice snapped him out of it, making him lift his head up. "Hey bro-" "You're still thinking about her aren't you?"
Keonho wished that he could deny, tell Seonghyeon he's thinking about something else but really he couldn't lie to himself and lie to Seonghyeon... everybody knew by now. "Yea im thinking about her, I can't figure out what im feeling towards her."
"Honestly bro I think the bird's already know you're inlove with her. Or that you have a crush on her, we all can see it." Seonghyeon sat down beside him, patting him on the shoulder.
"It can't be though, how can i love her if I only know her for a short amount of time....How can I even be sure my feelings are romantic towards her"
Keonho stared at Seonghyeon before he buried his head in his hands, groaning from all the confusion and frustration. "How do you feel when you're around her— What does she make you feel like?"
"Genuinely when im around her I feel like something's pulling me towards her, theres this feeling deep down in my stomach and I feel like my heart is getting stabbed by a thousand needles. When I look at her I just get all flustered and nervous and my palms get sweaty and when she looks at me Its like im seeing all the possible stars and constellations in her eyes—"
"You love her, Keonho." Keonho straightened up and looked at Seonghyeon who stared back at him with the most obvious look ever.
"You mean— I love love her?" "Yes, bro..." Keonho didn't know what to say, he couldn't believe it really— falling inlove was normal sure but he just wasn't used to falling inlove this quickly."Dont think of it too much, twin.. get some rest instead, you'll need it—" Seonghyeon patted him on the back.
Keonho sighed and sat there for a while, thinking about everything. Maybe Seonghyeon was right? Maybe Keonho really is head over heels for the girl he randomly met. He'll need just a bit more time to think about it but for now— he plans on getting some good rest.
He checked his phone to see if he received any more messages (from you). Seeing nothing, he placed his phone down and with a small nervy sigh, he went to sleep. He hoped that tomorrow will be a busy day, anything to keep him from thinking about you so much to the point he starts spiralling.
﹙kore's corner۶ৎ﹚── .✦ texts w 09z ⸝⸝ they both want u bad ⌗ non idol au 。。。 swearing, bickering, both r down bad bad, keonhos lowk obvious && hyeon aint as much, reader lowk oblivious
korey note .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ i havent uploaded anything in a while and i might not upload as much since school started BUT have this lil martin drabble when i was supposed to be studying, also unfortunately i wont be uploading the part three of my keonho x reader series any time soon even though its in progress 😭 but ill try to get it finished by the end of feburary HOPEFULLY Ꮽ𝜚 pairing ⊹ bf idol!martin x non idol reader ⋮ genre fluff, established relationship, slight angst──summary ★ you get a lil insecure about your relationship with martin and he reassures you 𑣲masterlist && taglist .ᐟ @lovhyeonss @hyuneskkami ⌗ word count :: 968
martin was always observing when it came to you, he read you like a book. and you liked it about him.
he knew exactly when something was wrong, he could tell by the way your brows furrow and how you start fiddling or playing with the fabric of your shirt, or how you suddenly start zoning out.
or how you suddenly get all quiet and give him short answers to his questions. obviously, martin isn't an idiot and he isn't that oblivious.
like right now, you were sitting with him in the studio while he was working on a new beat, draped in his hoodie since the studio was overly cold. he kept asking you small questions, about your day or what your plans were for the weekend.
you were fine till the silence stretched, martins expression was heavily focused, he didnt bat an eye at you. but you didnt blame him, he has to do this. its a part of his job.
but you started thinking a bit too deeply about it all.
you remembered when you first met him, it was just a month after their debut at a coffee shop. ever since then you kept in contact and gone on a few dates. you felt icky about hanging around with an idol knowing the consequences— threats,his reputation ruined and you'd put your own life in danger.
but martin seemed so nice and he was really funny. so when he asked you out— you should've said no even though your feelings were real and so were his, you didn't want to ruin everything for him.
but still... the heart won. you said yes and hes done nothing but made you the happiest you've ever been.
when he suggested making it officially official.. meaning to hard launch. you were absolutely in distress. but the fans didnt really seem to care much, ss crazy as it sounds, they were more happy than you thought they'd be. yeah there were fans who didnt approve, obviously. but they didnt matter in martins eyes.
yet, you find yourself thinking and overthinking everything. like right now in this moment.
several questions and what ifs piled in your head. what if this relationship affects his career? what if his company makes him pick between you and his job? what if the hate gets so overwhelming he has to put an end to it? what if he comes to you one day and end it before you even get to ask whats wrong?
you knew how badly he wanted to become and idol, hes talked about it a lot, and you didnt wanna ruin it for him. no matter how much he reassured you its alright, you felt tense.
the more you thought about it, the more your heart hurt and your guts started churning.
you didn't even hear martin calling out to you, you didn't even feel when he tapped you on the shoulder, not until he had to shove your shoulder a bit harder to snap you out of it.
"hm?" you hummed, flinching as you looked up to see him towering over you, concern etched on his face.
"baby are you alright? you're zoning out again" his voice got quiet, almost like a whisper, as if you two weren't the only people in the room.
"oh- yea im fine just... thinking" you shrugged it off, but martin knew better. he knew you.
in a second— he was rolling his chair next to yours, hands taking yours into his. "i know somethings wrong, tell me what you're thinking about"
you sighed, knowing you couldn't hide it from him. he was just so good at reading people, especially you.
"im just thinking about everything .. ever since we hard launched, i keep thinking about the comments, you know what comments" you looked down at the floor. "what if the hate gets to a point where it puts your career in serious danger?"
what you really didnt expect, was for martin to laugh. your head snapped up to look at him, a baffled expression on your face.
"baby ... im sorry for laughing but— they can hate as much as they want. i got what i wanted, even if i lose my job. ill have you by my side, and thats all i need. i could be a soundcloud rapper or something, my job isnt as important as you are.." martins hands left yours and they were cupping your face within a millisecond.
you looked up at him, tears pooling in your waterlines. "but martin you worked hard for this, you were a trainee for so long, you put all your sweat and tears into this... you cant just risk losing it because of me" you sniffled, turning your head away from him.
"nah nah look at me, dont cry. listen, i knew exactly the troubles that'd come and i still chose to be with you. its cause i love you, and i dont need anyone else other than you. sure i love this job and i dreamt of it and i worked super hard, but it doesn't matter as much as you do. you're the one who truly appreciates my work, you're my muse. you keep me on my feet, you keep me alive. music is something i enjoy and love more than anything but ever since you came into my life— all of that changed"
martin wiped away the few tears that slipped down your cheeks, lightly pulling you into his arms. "you make me a better person, and ill always love you no matter what happens."
"forever?" you stared up at him, blinking away the few more tears that threatened to slip.
"as long as we are breathing and as long as my heart is beating. i got you, you got me."
koreys note .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ can yall tell im lowk giving up on the aesthetics???😭😭😭😭 schools approaching anf im absolutely losing motivation to write like i got part three of my keonho x reader series drafted (i have barely 3 sentences written) anyways heres a lil plot twist of my last work i trace your constellations aka my hyeon bday fic, enjoy🫶🏼 Ꮽ𝜚 pairing ⊹ idol!seonghyeon x non idol bsf!reader ⋮ genre absolute fluffy fluff ── summary ★ hyeon acts weird all day,the others are concerned about him but decide not to ask him anything about it. he gets a call from an unknown number during practice, without wasting any time he waits in front of the building. seeing you, he falls into disbelief and shock 𑣲masterlist && taglist .ᐟ @lovhyeonss @hyuneskkami ⌗ word count :: 1.5k
seonghyeon stared at the clock, vision slightly blurry and his eyes were itching and hurting. you never called and he was slowly losing hope. he was sleepless, tired and his nerves were set on fire. he was more mad at himself for even considering the thought that you would call him or forgive him.
seonghyeon rolled around in bed, headache slowly settling in. he groaned and buried his face deeper into his pillow.
he heard the sounds of his teammates walking around the dorm, martin and keonho already beefing early in the morning. seonghyeon couldn't get himself to move, he knew he had to but he couldn't get himself to do it.
"hyeon-ah get your ass up" he heard james voice call out from behind the door while lightly pounding on the surface.
seonghyeon didn't answer, instead he forcefully rolled out of bed and dragged himself into the living room.
"daaaamnn eomsean... who ran you over?" it was martin who spoke up and seonghyeon had to physically hold from smacking martins eiffel tower looking self.
"not gonna lie twin, you do look like you've been ran over... thrice...." keonho added, and seonghyeon rolled his eyes.
he had no nerves for this bs, he was sleepless and absolutely tired. seonghyeon gave them the ultra mega silent side eye and flopped down on the couch.
"we are having noodles for breakfast bro, why? because martin burnt the damn eggs and keonho burnt the toast— so suit yourself" james gently tapped him on the shoulder, giving it a little reassuring squeeze after.
"im not hungry,thanks tho...ill eat later" he waved his hand dismissively. "so what are the plans for today?"
"the usual, practice practice more practice and then go home" juhoon called out from his spot on one of the armchairs.
silence spread through the room after— the kind of silence that would make anyone feel at unease, the kind that settles deep and makes everything awkward.
it didnt last long though, approximately 5 seconds before martin was hooting n hollering. typical for him.
usually, seonghyeon would join in and make everything 10x worse but today? he felt like shit, literally. he couldn't get himself to put on a happy face and pretend like he didn't stay up the whole night holding back tears while waiting for a phone call from someone he was sure he lost forever.
and even if he did.. his teammates would know immediately, they'd be able to tell in an instant that something's wrong.
but seonghyeon wouldn't let himself get to that point of others taking care of him. hes always taken care of them, his birthday was the only exception when he let them pamper him. other than that, seonghyeon was used to being the one taking care and making sure everyones okay. and it will stay that way, for as long as he breathes.
"yooo earth to eomsean" keonhos voice filled his eardrums, making him snap out of it immediately. "hm? what?" seonghyeon looked at keonho with a neutral face expression.
"dude did you hear anything that we were talking about just now?" "nah all i heard last was juhoon telling me our schedule would be full of practicing" seonghyeon shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck.
"bro what has gotten into you? james told you like 10 times to pack up, we got practice starting like now. all of us are literally waiting for you" keonho flicked seonghyeon on the forehead and shook his head with a sigh, a flash of concern crossing over his face.
"oh yeah right, kay." seonghyeon got up from the couch and went to grab his bag, throwing like five bottles of water in there and his phone and charger.
"okay im done" seonghyeon announced and walked past the others, slipping on his jacket and his shoes— not noticing the baffled expressions on his teammates faces nor did he hear them whispering amongst themselves.
"yo is he alright?" "nah man he looks a lil dead" "did he even get enough sleep?" "he was fine yesterday"
the trip to the practice room was quick, seonghyeon was like three steps ahead of his teammates, his expression neutral but his eyes fought to stay open.
once inside the room, he threw his bag onto the floor nearby the couch. they started off with light stretching and exercise, not wanting too waste too much energy.
"alright we are starting off with GO! everyone get into position" martins clapped his hands.
the music started, everyone locked in immediately. eyes focused on their own reflections in the mirror, except for seonghyeon. he had his eyes closed during his parts and during the parts of others. sometimes he'd look, but the whole time he had them shut.
and his teammates didnt seem to mind, as long as seonghyeon wasn't messing up, he can do whatever he wants.
and that's how it went. song after song until everyone was gasping for air and barley holding up. seonghyeon dropped onto the floor, panting and gulping down whatever was left of the water in his bottle.
"well done everyone, lets take a break and then pack up" martins spoke up, hogging the couch in the far corner of the room. the others piled up around the couch as well, since their bags were scattered near.
"yo sean, some unknown number is calling you" juhoon called out to him, carrying the technology to him.
it made seonghyeon stand up immediately, anxiety settling deep in his stomach— he swore to the lord himself if its one of those crazy ass fans that somehow got his number, hes gonna crash out.
he took the phone from juhoon and picked up the call. "hello?" "come outside" "erm why? who is this, who are you? how'd you get this number" seonghyeon grew more furious and more scared for his safety and the safety of his members.
"hyeon-ah just come out,please, i changed my phone and number. just come out." the voice on the other side sounded so familiar to seonghyeon, it almost made him think its you. and he kind of hoped it was you.
"im coming." he hung up the call and placed his phone in his pocket. "ill be back in like 10 minutes or more" was all seonghyeon said before he grabbed his jacket and made it out the practice room.
now standing in front of the building, first thing he sees is just people passing by, nothing new.
then his gaze settled on a girl standing just a few steps away from the building. the more seonghyeon stared at the girl,the more she looked like the person he lost a while ago. snap out of it, eom, why would she come and see you after everything. so he turned away from the girl.
seonghyeon then pulled out his phone and called the unknown number. it rang a few seconds before the call was answered.
"where are you, im out. i dont see you anywhere." seonghyeon faced the building again, his breath coming out foggy from the freezing cold, hands slowly going numb. "turn around, dumbass." the voice grew closer.
seonghyeon raised a brow and just did what the person told him and turned around slowly. his world stopped and he froze.
there, in front of eom seonghyeon stood the one and only person hes been waiting for and yearning for. the one person he never wanted to disappoint but somehow managed to do it in the end.
.....you. it was you standing in front of him. "yn?" seonghyeons voice wavered and tears pooled in his eyes the moment he took a good look at you. "is it really you?" he could care less about anyone seeing them. all he cared about was the fact that you were standing here in front of him, smiling at him like nothing happened...like he didn't hurt you months ago.
"its me, hyeonie. im here." you spoke to him, your smile wide and genuine as you watched his expression go from disbelief to shock and then to guilt. you watched him try to form a proper sentence and fail.
you weren't doing any better yourself, you were already sniffling. watching seonghyeon almost cry is making you almost cry as well.
"how— how...what? i thought— you aren't mad at me? how'd you even get here and and and wha-" "hyeon, im not mad at you. at least not anymore, and how'd i get here? by plane, duh, you dumbass."
seonghyeon didn't utter a word and neither did you. he stared at you, you stared at him, no one dared to blink. the silence stretched till it was broken.
seonghyeon was afraid that if he blinked or moved, you'd disappear. thats why he acted upon reflex and pulled you into his arms, holding you tight and close. "thank you for coming back— thank you ..." he muttered, holding onto you for dear life.
seonghyeon didnt care that his phone was going off and vibrating in his pocket or that james will definitely beat his ass or that he'll get extra work for making everyone worry. he didn't care about anything other than the girl in his arms.
maybe he could call it luck or maybe he could call it gods plan for bringing you back to him.
whatever it is— it proved seonghyeon wrong. hope dies last, and wishes always come true.
korey note .ᐟ.ᐟ.ᐟ our bday boy hyeon🥹🥹 technically its not his bday yet in my tmz but WE BALL i lowk cried while writing this Ꮽ𝜚 pairing ⊹ idol!seonghyeon x non idol ex bsf!reader ⋮ genre heart clenching angst (IM SORRYY😭😭😭😭) ⸝⸝ includes ᯓ hyeon missing his bsf (ex bsf), hyeon being sad on his bday── summary ★ seonghyeon and you have been bsfs since you were little kids, you've been with him through thick and thin, supporting him through his journey to debut. one day you two have a big biggg fight and you never talk after that ever again. seonghyeon can't help but miss you 𑣲masterlist && taglist .ᐟ @lovhyeonss @hyuneskkami ⌗ word count :: 1.2k
seonghyeon is happy or at least he should be happy. he achieved his goal— became an idol. his life changed,he moved cities, became a trainee and debuted. thats what he wanted, what he was overworking himself for.
he left his home,his family, his friends to pursue what hes doing right now. and seonghyeon is over the moon, knowing that theres so many people who love him, who love the music he creates along with his teammates.
they've came so far, got so close with each other. from awkward greetings every practice to acting like family.
and thats what the rest of cortis are to him, family. brothers,not by blood, but by soul ties.
seonghyeon remembered when they were introduced as trainees, before that he remembered his days of sitting in school, the lunch times he spent with his friends, the laughter they shared.
the first time he told them he wanted to be an idol, they laughed at him but they supported him.
"i really wish to be an idol someday.. debut in a group... become famous" seonghyeon declared to his friendgroup, the chatter toning down after his confession. then they burst into laughter.
"really hyeon-ah? an idol? you do realize that takes a looott of effort" one of his friends soojin tapped his shoulder, head shaking.
"yea what soojin said, i mean of course you got talent and everything but— becoming an idol takes so much away from you,hyeon-ah" wonmin agreed with soojin, making seonghyeon think for a second..he knew what his friends were telling him and he knew they were right, but he also knew what he wanted.
"i know guys,i know but its what I want"
that conversation didn't really last long but he remembered it as clear as day.
the more he thought of it the more his mind drifted further— towards a girl... a girl he grew up with, a girl who was his number one supporter, number one hypegirl. you.
you were his best friend, something like his sister. he loved you more than anything. you were always there for him, always supported his decisions no matter what.
you never looked down on him even if he made a mistake, never called him dumb from messing up an equation or answering wrongly to a teachers question.
you were there, physically and mentally. his family was like your family and vice versa, his mother adored you and your mother adored seonghyeon.
when he told you about becoming a trainee,you were over the moon. you were super excited and happy for him, even happier than seonghyeon was.
you knew how hard he worked for this. but nothing prepared you for the heart clenching view of his bags packed, everything he could bring stacked away into bags and suitcases.
nothing could prepare you for the sobs coming from his mother, you knew it wasn't easy for her. her child leaving to a whole different bigger city to pursue his dreams.
seonghyeon thought about the plans he had with you. all the birthdays he celebrated with you, all the days he'd spend playing with you in the playground, pushing your swing a little too hard and watching you screech and scream how it's 'too high up'
he kept in contact with you for a while till maybe a week before his official debut.
"hyeon we are two different people, you are a soon-to-be well known famous person and im just a girl, we are not the same."
he remembers your voice over the phone, sounding mad, downright furious over something he said. he couldn't remember what but it must've been out of reflex or the anxiety eating at him.
"listen hyeon i dont care anymore okay? you have your new fancy life that consists of girls folding at your feet because of your popularity. i can't relate because 'youre on top of the ladder and im at the very bottom'. just remember who was there for you from the very beginning—"
"take care, seonghyeon"
and with that he remembers you hung up the phonecall and all of a sudden he couldn't send any more messages. you blocked his number.
that whole week before his debut, seonghyeon tried acting like he was fine. he continued working hard, preparing for the big day. but something settled deep in his stomach— regret.
seonghyeon badly wished none of it happened, he badly wished he could take it all back and have you here with him, still supporting him and watching him do everything right just for you.
then the debut day came, everyone was happy and cheering. tears of joy were running down their faces, sobs full of happiness flowed in the air. hugs were shared as well as numerous "congratulations" between each other.
they've achieved so much in such little time, the support from their fans and their seniors did a lot for them. their hardwork paid off well.
they've come so far— seonghyeon has come so far. though, his thoughts kept drifting back to you— he wondered what your reaction would be if you saw him now. you'd definitely be proud and happy for him, just the thought of it made him smile...a few tears slipping then and there.
that brings him here— his birthday. seonghyeon was excited unlike anyone else when its their special day. he woke up refreshed, surprisingly well rested since their sleep schedules are horrid.
he spent the day with his members, each wishing him this happy day in their own way.
and that's what seonghyeon loved most about his members, their creativity and how they turn everything simple and basic into something extra.
that night after everything was over he went live on weverse for almost an hour— talking to the fans about random things, answering questions and thanking them for all the wishes, laughing at their jokes. having fun,in general.
after the live ended, he yawned from the tiredness, already preparing to plop onto bed and get enough rest for tomorrow. though one peculiar comment stuck kept him awake "would u still choose to be an idol if u knew beforehand how many friends u wld leave behind?"
as seonghyeon sat on his bed, silence filling the room as he thought deeper than he should about that question. then again he pictured you in his head....
seonghyeon remembers his birthday last year, he celebrated it with you on facetime. you had a whole cake in front of you, the candles lit up and his name was spelled on the cake in fancy cursive.
that night both him and you stayed up late. he listened to you rant about the things that have happened after he moved. all the school gossip, new cafes opening, news about the city in general.
and on that night both made pinky promises to do the "same thing next year"
。。。
the clock hit 6am and seonghyeon was still wide awake, not wanting to miss his phone lighting up and miss the chance of hearing your voice again, if you ever called.
though he knew well he was expecting too much— you'd never call, but he still hoped..
and seonghyeon hoped maybe some day in the future, he'll meet you somewhere on the street and you wont turn your head away from him and walk away.
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