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teaser for “take me home” part 2. coming soon

This was requested by anon so I hope they like it! :) 

Hongjoong 

You and Hongjoong were having a movie night at your place. The two of you were being all snuggly on the couch when your phone started ringing, which startled you both. 

“Wah, put it on silent, y/n!” Hongjoon said clutching his chest. “Almost gave me a heart attack.” 

You told him to hush as you answered your phone. “Hi mom~ how are you? Oh I’m fine, I’m just watching movies with a friend! I’ll call you later, okay? I love you too.” 

You hung up your phone and were ready to snuggle back into Hongjoong’s arms, but when you turned back to him he had his arms cross and a frown on his face. 

“What’s wrong?” You asked confused. 

“”A friend”?” He asked clearly upset. “I thought I was your boyfriend. But I guess not.” 

“Ah, baby, no. Let me explain.” You said quickly. “My mom is very protective and even though I’m an adult.. she would chew my ear off if she knew I was with my boyfriend late at night.” 

Hongjoong continued to pout and looked away from you. 

“Baby please, don’t be like that.” You said wrapping your arms around him and planting kisses all over his face. “I love you so much. I’m just scared of my mom.” 

He burst into giggles hearing you say that. “Okay okay. I forgive. I’m sometimes scared of my mom too.” He opened his arms and hugged you. “And I love you too.” 

You both went back to enjoying your movie night. 

Seonghwa 

Note: E/n- ex’s name 

You and Seonghwa decided to grab some Starbucks before walking around the mall. You both had some errands that needed to be done there and the two of you often did this together. The two of you were holding hands in a middle of a conversation when your phone rang. 

“So I told Wooyoung that he better clean it up now or -“ 

“Sorry babe, hold on I’m getting a call.” You answered your phone. “Hello..? Oh.. how did you get my number?… My mom.. what for?… Not that it’s any of your business e/n but I am out with a friend right now and I-“ 

Seongwha grabbed the phone from you absolutely upset that not only your ex boyfriend had called you, but that you also referred to him as “friend” 

“Hi, this is y/n’s BOYFRIEND and I am going kindly ask you to NEVER contact her again. Or else you and I are going to have a problem? Got it?” And without waiting for a response he hung up. 

You knew you had messed up by the tone in Seongwha’s voice. You could tell how hurt he was. 

“Seongwha, love, I-I’m sorry..” you trailed off not sure what to say. 

Seongwha grabbed you hand and held it tightly while looking into your eyes. “Y/n, please tell me the truth. Do you have feelings for your ex?” 

“What? Of course no!” You exclaimed, shocked he would even ask that. “I love you and only you!” 

“Then why did you call me your “friend” and not boyfriend?” He asked with teary eyes. 

“Omg baby, I’m sorry I made you feel like that. I’m the one who broke up with him and he took it really hard. His family is very close with mine and I just didn’t want to hurt him again.. I’m sorry that I chose his feelings over yours.” You said stroking his check. “I am so incredibly lucky to have you has my boyfriend. Plus you were so cool earlier when you told him off.” 

Seongwha gave you a shy smile. “R-really? Well, since you were just trying to avoid hurting someone’s feelings I will forgive you. However, to make up for it..” He whispered into your ear what he wanted. You started blushing furiously and just nodded, you wanted to make things right, and you loved your boyfriend so much. 

“Good girl.” He said kissing your cheek. “Let’s head home, shall we?” 

Yunho 

You were FaceTiming with your parent’s and didn’t hear your boyfriend, Yunho come home. He came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. 

“Hey ba-“ 

“Y/n! Do you have a boyfriend?” You dad asked. 

“Do you guys live together!?” Your mother said shocked. “We allowed you to study overseas to get a good education! Not to date boys!” 

“Ahh! Nono, he’s just a friend. He’s here to study with me! But he’s a hugger just like me!” You said quickly to your parents. 

“‘Just a friend?’” Yunho said dejectedly. 

You looked at him with pleading eyes to go along with you. 

“Ah, yeah. Y/n and I are just friends. Here to study for our upcoming tests.” Yunho said sadly. 

It took a little more to convince your parents that Yunho wasn’t your boyfriend and you soon were able to hangout so you could “study.” 

“That was a close one.” You muttered to yourself. “Right, Yunho?.. Yunho?” 

You turned and saw your big baby of a boyfriend sitting on the couch sulking. You got up and wrapped your arms around him. 

“Baby, what’s wrong?” 

“Why did you have to lie to your parents? I really wanted to meet them as your boyfriend.. not “friend.””

“I’m sorry! If they knew I had a boyfriend.. they would find a way to get me to come home. And that I could no longer be with you!” You started placing kisses in his cheeks. “Do you want me to go away?” 

“No! Of course not!” He said turning around and pulling you onto the couch. “I would be heartbroken.” 

He started tickling you as punishment for hurting his feelings though. He then kisses your forehead. “I’ll pretend to be your friend for now.. but if we get caught again.. no promises.” 

“Okay,” you said smiling. You did want your parents to know you were dating such a wonderful man and they had nothing to worry about. 

Yeosang 

You and Yeosang were hanging out in your room, cuddling while watching TV, and after a while Yeosang was wanting more attention. He started kissing your neck and jaw, and it would have lead to a make-out session but you got a phone call. 

“Hello? Oh hi boss, how are you?” As you were trying to hear what your boss was trying to tell you, Yeosang whined beside you to hang up. 

“Hm, what was that? A boyfriend? No of course! I-I just have a friend over right now and she’s just a bit needy. Had a breakup.. aha y-yeah I remember you saying all men a scum.. oh okay you need me in early tomorrow? Yeah I can do that. Okay bye.” You said sighing as you threw your phone. 

“I’m sorry, y/n, but was that your way of saying you want to break up with me?” Yeosang asked hurt. 

“What are you talking about?” You asked confused. “Of course not! Why would I break up with you?” 

“Well why did you tell your boss your dealing with a “friend” who is going through a breakup?” He asked pouting and letting you go to cross his arms over his chest. 

“Baby, my boss is an older woman who really hates men. If any woman in the office gets a boyfriend.. then she takes out all her anger on them.” You explained. “I don’t want her to make my life a living hell at work.” 

“What, really!? You actually work for a woman like that?” Yeosang asked surprised. “You should quit!” 

“I can’t do that! I need this job until I can find a better one. So please, bare with this until then. You’re still my boyfriend and I still love you.” You pleaded. “Just can’t tell my boss.” 

“Okay. But once you get a new job you better tell everyone you’re taken and have the best boyfriend in the whole world.” He said pulling you back into his arms. 

“I promise.” You giggled. 

You smiled at you before continuing where you guys left off before the phone call had rudely interrupted. 

San 

You and your best friend San were hanging out at the arcade together like usual. You were watching him play the claw machine, he was attempting to win you a pink teddy bear that you said was really cute, and he was determine to win it for you. 

You got a phone call and saw that it was your grandma so you answered it immediately. 

“Hi grandma! How are you?.. yeah I’m good! I’m just with San. Yeah, you remember San, my friend? Yeah.. boyfriend? Aha no… oh? Blind date? I-I don’t know about that.. oh okay. Well alright I guess. Bye grandma.. love you.” You said and sighed as you ended the call. You leaned you head against the claw machine and closed your eyes. You didn’t want your grandma to set you up with anyone because there was only one boy you wanted and unfortunately he only saw you as a friend. 

“So I have been demoted from best friend to friend, now?” San asked. 

“What? Oh you heard that huh? Sorry, my grandma can’t remember a lot besides that I don’t have a boyfriend.” You laughed bitterly. 

“Do you want one?” San asked. “A boyfriend.” 

You jumped back startled from his question. “Wha- well I would. But I don’t think it will happen.” 

“Well think again.” He said smiling as he handed you the pink bear he had managed to win you. “I would like to promote you from my best friend to my girlfriend.” 

You jumped back again surprised by San’s confession. “What? You like me!?” 

“Yeah dummy. Thought it was obvious. I knew you liked me. I was just waiting for the right time to ask you out.” He said nonchalantly. “So, will you accept your promotion?” 

“Y-yes! Yes of course!” You said throwing you arms around San. “I would love to be your girlfriend.” 

He hugged you back and smirked. “Good, now call grandma back and tell her no more blind dates because you’re taken.” 

Mingi 

You, your boyfriend and the members of Ateez decided to spend the day at an amusement park. The 9 of you had been running around crazy all day, riding rides, screaming, and chickening out for certain rides. You all decided to take a break and get some food. 

“Babe, you sit down and I’ll get us something to eat.” Mingi said kissing you cheek before going off to stand in line. 

You sat down at a table waiting for Mingi to return. The others had found tables away from you two, to allow a little alone time. After a little bit you received a phone call from one of the kids you tutored English to. As you were speaking to her on the phone you heard Mingi calling you. 

“Noona! Noona! Where are you?” You spotted your giant boyfriend easily and waved him down.

“Over here, Mingi!” You called. 

“Ah Noona, there you are.” He said coming to you. “Oh you’re on the phone.” He notes as he sat down. 

“Oh what was that, sorry? My brother? Aha, oh no he’s not my brother but my friend. Yeah that’s right! Okay, I’ll see you on Tuesday for our lesson!” You said ending the call and putting your phone away. 

“Did I do something wrong?” Mingi asked quietly. 

“What? No of course not! Why would you think that?” You asked. 

“Because you told the person on the phone that I was your “friend” and not boyfriend.” He pouted. 

“Oh! Baby no. I’m sorry.” You said grabbing both his hands with yours. “It was one of my younger students just asking me a question. I just didn’t want to tell her too much personal information about myself.” 

“Really?” Mingi said giving you those eyes () that melted and broke your heart every time. 

“Of course! I love you so much and want everyone to know your my boyfriend.” You said reaching out to caress his cheek. “You make me incredibly happy and I would be heartbroken if we weren’t together.” 

He gave you that gummy smile of his while slightly blushing. “I love you too. And I feel the same way.” 

Mingi was extra clingy to you for the rest of the day, determined to let everyone in the park know you two were dating. 

Wooyoung 

You were at the dance studio watching your boyfriend practice for his upcoming stage performance. He liked when you came and kept him company. He always asked you to watch him so you could help him determine which parts need more work than others. Plus he enjoyed teasing you from time to time. Wooyoung just finished practicing when you got a phone call from your best friend, who was a huge fan of Ateez, and didn’t know you were friends with them, let alone that you were dating Wooyoung. 

“Hey, y/f/n, what’s up?” 

“Y/nnnnnnn are you ignoring me already?” Wooyoung whined when he saw you on the phone. 

“Eh, what was that? Wooyoung? No of course not! No I don’t have a boyfriend! It’s just one of my friends from work! Yeah! Okay, I’ll talk to you later.” You pressed end and laid on the floor, your heart racing from the anxiety you had just experienced. 

“Ya, y/n! Why am I your ‘friend’ all of sudden? Hmm? Am I not good enough to be your boyfriend?” Wooyoung asked laying down on you. “Explain yourself. Before I go to Seongwha and tell him how you are mistreating his baby.” 

You burst onto giggles hearing. “You give Seongwha so much stress.. I don’t think you’re HIS baby.. maybe San’s and most definitely mine.” You said stroking his hair. 

“It was my best friend, the one who loves you guys more than anything. She heard your voice and was getting suspicious. You know she can’t know or else all hell would break lose.” 

“Oh is that what happened?” He said. “Ah okay, baby I get it. I’m still your boyfriend and your baby?”

“Of course, my sweet angel.” You said kissing his nose. “Forever and always.” 

Woo started giggling while he placed kisses all over your face. “You know it’s kind of hot having to keep this a secret from people, huh?” 

“Ugh, Woo shush.” You said said pushing his shoulder. 

“Nope. I want you baby, come here.” He said before kissing your lips. “Let’s go home.. unless you wanna stay here?” 

“Omg! No let’s go home then!” You said getting out from under him and leaving the room. 

“Wait for me baby!” Wooyoung called chasing after you. 

Jongho 

You and Jongho were hanging out in his room watching videos on his phone. You were resting your head on his chest and he had his one arm around you. He was usually quite shy when you two were around other people, but when it was just the two of you, he seemed to relax a bit more. As you two were watching a video you saw you noticed you missed a phone call from your mom. 

“Oh Jongho, can you pause for a second? I need to call my mom back.” 

“Sure thing babe.” 

“Hi mom! Sorry I missed your call. What’s up?” 

“The doctor just called and said you started taking birth control!! Why? Are you doing things you shouldn’t be!?” Your mom said so loud that even Jongho could hear her. 

“Birth control?” Jongho asked surprised. 

“Who was that!? Are you with a boy? Are you doing sinful things!?” Your mom yelled. 

“No no mom! Of course not mom! It’s just my friend, a girl, not a boy! Please don’t say she sounds like a boy.. she’s self conscious about her voice.” You reassured your mom that you were good, innocent, and pure daughter, who would never think of such thoughts- after years of lying you could get her to believe anything. 

“Ughhh I shouldn’t have called her.” You said. “I’m sorry you had to what that.” 

“I-I understand why you had to call me “friend” but it kind of hurt.” Jongho said quietly while he had pouty lips. 

“Ohhh my sweet baby I am so sorry about that. If I could tell my mom I had such a loving, caring and handsome boyfriend such as yourself I would.” You leaned up and kissed his pouty lips. 

He smiled shyly at you. “Well, as long as you know I’m your boyfriend than I don’t care too much. Especially because your mom is…” 

“Crazy? Yeah I agree.” You said giggling. “I’ll let her know I have a boyfriend soon. Just gotta wait to find the best time to break her heart.” 

You snuggled back into his arms and continued watching videos together. 

Hongjoong 

-would be slightly embarrassed and get flustered 

-“aha really, y/n?” he says while blushing and looking away 

-would be really happy to hear you say that though 

-also lowkey knows he’s hot, but loves when people compliment him without him having to prompt them 

-would boost his mood for the rest of the day 

Seonghwa

-would be a very flustered baby  

-would cover his face and shake his head “ah, no I am not.” 

-would turn bright red when you say it again to him in a more flirtatious voice 

-would giggle nervously and eventually accept your compliment 

-would make him so very happy 

Yunho 

-boy is so humble he always denies being told he’s hot or handsome () 

-would try deny it while laughing nervously 

-but he knows he is hot, he just doesn’t want to admit it openly 

-you keep insisting he’s so very hot 

-starts blushing and smiling really big

-you change your mind and tell him he’s adorable and squish his cheeks 

-he doesn’t mind at all 

Yeosang 

-would be embarrassed 

-would blush and scratch the back of his head, not sure what he should say 

-you tell him again and tell him he can’t deny the facts 

-he just laughs at your determination 

-and thanks you for the compliment 

-like Hongjoong, will improve his mood for the red if the day. 

San 

-this boy knows he’s hot, but he can be insecure (everyone compliment San always ) 

-would make him really happy to hear your say that and then he would act smug 

-would smirk and tell you he knows that he’s hot and there is no need to tell him that 

-would start flexing and showing off to you 

Mingi 

-this boy is such a giant adorable baby off stage but on stage he’s so blows my mind 

-anyway he would get shy and giggly hearing you say that 

-flash you that gummy smile () 

-he knows he is hot, he knows he is able to kill atiny with very little effort 

-would try to deny it at first though, but you keep insisting he is 

-starts acting hot, giving those haughty stares, pushing his hair back, just being very rude 

-and then all of sudden within 0.001 seconds he acts all cute and adorable again.. leaving you speechless 

Wooyoung

-he’s that type of bitch 

-he knows he’s hot and loves to hear it 

-would smirk at you and start flexing those arms 

-“oh y/n, did you just notice that?” 

-pushes his hair back and then bites his lower lip 

-you die from the rudeness 

-he then starts giggling at the effect he had on you 

Jongho 

-this boy is just a soft and shy baby 

-he would be a blushing, flustered mess 

-wouldn’t be able to look you in the eyes 

-would give you a shy smile though because he’s happy you think he’s hot 

-scratches his cheek and says “thanks” awkwardly 

-runs away because he doesn’t know how to handle the situation 

-gives him the strength to do whatever he wants to do that day 

Dating Hongjoong would include:

-late night studio dates

-him being jealous 25/8 if you look at “other oppas”

-customizing clothes/accessories together to be the ultimate matching couple

-being your support system; someone you can lean on when you’re struggling

-holding pinkies while in public

-hand kisses

-soft and subtle kisses

-being soft for you

-compliments for days

-would do anything to see you smile

Dating Seongwha would include:

-shy giggles and soft glances at you in public

-taking care of you; just wants you to be well and happy

-back hugs

-temple kisses

-arcade dates so he can try to win plushies from the claw machine (will say he’s doing it for you, but we know he wants them)

-a dinner date every week

-tender and passionate kisses when you two are alone (could get heated)

-doing aegyo to make you smile

Dating Yunho would include:

-Harry Potter marathons

-random dance offs

-coffee dates

-lots of face squishing

-kisses on your cheeks and forehead

-HUGS (wants you to feel protected in his arms)

-will randomly take your hands in his and make you dance with him

-giggle sessions

-piggy back rides

-cuddles

Dating Yeosang would include:

-shy glances in public

-caressing your checks softly

-playing with your hair

-movie nights with takeout (chicken of course)

-cuddling

-likes when you sit on his lap so he can snuggle his face in the crook of your neck

-likes to listen to anything that is on your mind and will give advice if needed

-doesn’t show much affection in public, but once it’s just the two of you and will just cling to you

Dating San would included:

-PDA

-hand holding

-arm around your shoulder or waist (depends on his mood)

-kisses your cheek or temple

-will kiss you in public if he feels jealous and/or thinks someone is checking you out

-plushies (every time you goes go out you come back with at least one new plushie if not more)

-couple outfits

-amusement park dates with matching headbands

-cuddles~

-is just a baby who needs your love

-but can be such a flirt and cheeky when he wants to (so watch out!)

Dating Mingi would include:

-hand holding 25/8

-just loves to hold your hand and circle your hand with his thumb

-doesn’t realize he does it, he just instinctively grabs your hand

-hugs (a lot of back hugs but also just normal hugs)

-likes the height difference when you hug and your face is in his chest; likes to stroke your hair during this

-loves to show you he cares with kisses; cheeks, forehead, temple, nose, lips. Whatever it may be. Just wants you to know he loves you

-video game dates

-couple outfitsss

-cuddles

-he is a clingy baby he needs all the attention

-but he can be a huge flirt and super hot so be aware

Dating Wooyoung would include:

-PDA

-kisses

-hand holding

-favourite Polaroid of you two in the back of his phone

-loves to tease you because your reactions make him laugh

-flirtatious kissing; lower lip biting

-make out sessions

-koala hugs

-cuddles

-also clingy and needs attention

-we all know he’s a huge flirt though and can make things heated if he wants

Dating Jongho would include:

-being serenaded by the best 4th gen vocalist

-very shy boy, so not much PDA if any

-holds your hand when you two are alone and watching tv

-will do anything to make you laugh (he’s lowkey the funniest)

-nuzzles his face in your neck when you two are alone

-super soft for you; you make him melt

-soft and quick pecks on the cheek

-will break apples while singing to make you smile if you are sad

-will write you songs and play them on his guitar

“You Make Me Nervous”

Kim Hongjoong oneshot

You were at the studio with Hongjoong, like you tended to do whenever you had free time, watching him work on a new masterpiece. You rested you head on your hand while you watched him work, you liked the serious expression he had while he worked, you thought it was endearing.

Suddenly Hongjoong turned to you, face slightly flushed.

“Y/n, can you stop staring at me like that?”

“Like what?” You asked surprised since you always watched him work like that.

“Uh.. like so intently? You’re making me nervous.”

“Nervous? But I always stare at you like this while you work. You look so handsome while you do so, that I just can’t help myself.”

“H-handsome? Aish, Y/n that makes me more nervous..”

“Eh? How come?” You asked getting closer to his reddening face. “How come I’m making you nervous all of a sudden?”

“It’s not all of a sudden..” he muttered not daring to look at you. “You looking at me like that makes me think… things and it’s not good for my heart either.”

“What kind of things?” You asked poking his heated cheek.

“I-Uh nothing. Can we please forget about this? I have work to do” Hongjoong put his headphones on and turned back to his laptop, hoping you would ignore the conversation.

Of course you were very curious on what was going on inside his mind and weren’t going to forget this conversation.

You took his headphones off and spun his chair to face you. You held onto the armrests to ensure he couldn’t turn away and ignore.

“Kim Hongjoong, tell me why you’re acting so strange? Are you sick?” You asked seeing his face turn red again. “Seriously, your face looks like it’s burning!”

“Ahh it’s because of you putting your attention on me! So just let go of the chair so I can work. I seriously need to finish this.” He said not looking you in the eyes and fidgeting with the sleeves of his hoodie.

You just smirked to yourself. You knew exactly why he was nervous and the thoughts he was having- you weren’t dumb. You just wanted to tease him a bit because he was just too cute when he was flustered.

You leaned towards his face. You saw his eyes go wide and his face turn a brighter shade of red. “You know,” you said smiling “that you make me nervous too.”

His eyes shot up to meet yours. “Wh-what?”

“You make me nervous too. You make my heart race. I have certain thoughts as well. I’m just better at hiding it than you” You giggled as you booped him on the nose.

“Wait-are you confessing to me right now?” Hongjoong asked bewildered, yet hopeful.

You let out a soft and sweet laugh. “Yes, silly, I am. I like you, Hongjoong, a lot. I wouldn’t spend all my free time with you here, if I didn’t.”

He ran his hand through his hair processing everything you just said and then showed you a shy smile. “I’m happy to hear that.. since I like you too. I was worried you didn’t feel the same way.. that’s why I would be super nervous whenever you watched me work. Nearly had a heart attack countless times”

You giggled as Hongjoong put a hand to his chest and pretended to go limp. “I’m sorry, but you’re too cute when you’re flustered.” You leaned in and gave him a kiss on the check. “Please accept that as an apology.”

Hongjoong smiled at you and shook his head. “I’m sorry that is not good enough. I require something a bit more.”

He cupped your face in his hands and gave you a tender and sweet kiss. You both smiled into the kiss and then looked into each other’s eyes.

“Wow,” Hongjoong whispered. “Okay now I really have to do some work.”

You started laughing. “Wow, way to ruin the mood.”

He kissed you softly once more. “Sorry sorry, but I reeeeeally need to focus. But you can watch me as intently as you want now.”

And that’s exactly what you did. You watched Hongjoong work for the rest of the night, with a small smile on his lips the whole time, while he felt your loving stare the whole time.

Hongjoong: 

He arrived to your shared apartment after a long day of work and wanted nothing more than to cuddle with you and relax. But when he entered the apartment he found you dancing around the living room while watching Wonho’s new song “Open Mind” on the TV. You finally noticed him as the song was ending and paused the video. 

“Hi baby! How was your day?” You asked excitedly. 

“Tiring. How about yours?” He asked while embracing you. 

“It was so good! I have been streaming Wonho’s song all day! He’s so talented and handsome! Don’t you think?” You asked happily. “I love how sensual he can when performing but then he’s just a big baby in real life!” 

He knew you loved him, but he was very jealous hearing you fan girl over an idol that wasn’t him. 

“Ahhh, I wish I could marry him!” You said sighing sweetly. 

“What about me?” Hongjoong pouted. “You don’t want to marry me?” 

You looked at him shocked. “What? Who said I don’t wanna marry you? You’re my loving boyfriend. I would be blessed if I married you.” 

“Well, you sure aren’t acting that way.” He said crossing his arms over his chest. 

You giggled and rolled yours eyes. “Baby, I love you. You’re my boyfriend. Wonho is an idol, yes I love him, but not like I love you.” You kissed his cheek. 

“You better love me more than him.” 

You laughed. “Of course I love my jealous boyfriend more than.” 

“Good.” He said laughing before kissing you tenderly. “You ever try and leave me for Wonho and I’ll quit being an idol and go live under a bridge.” 

“Okay Mr. dramatic, I would never leave you for anyone else. I love you too much.” 

He was satisfied, but he still felt jealous anytime you talked about Wonho after. 

Seonghwa: 

You were watching Taemin’s stage performance for Criminal and didn’t realize Seonghwa had entered your bedroom. You were watching the video intently and you started squealing when Taemin was dancing while his hands were tied. 

“Waaaah~ Taemin you’re so cool!!” You squealed. “Ahh the only man for me!” 

“Then what am I?” Seonghwa said while giving you a disgusted face. 

“My boyfriend of course.” You said without looking at him. “Come watch Taemin with me. Gosh, this man is so talented isn’t he? His concepts are so good! And he’s so handsome and his voice is just… ahhh!” 

Seonghwa sat next to you and watched Taemin. He did like him, but he glared at the video the entire time, not liking that you were acting like this towards Taemin and not him; your boyfriend. 

“Uuuuu Taemin-ah, I love you!” You said closing your eyes while resting your hand on your heart. “I could die happily if I met you.” 

“Do you love me or Taemin more?” Seonghwa asked pouting. 

You looked at him confused. “What? Of course you.” 

“You’re paying more attention to Taemin.. so I don’t know about that.” 

“Haha, babe, I love Taemin, but he’s just one of my idols. You’re my boyfriend, so no one could ever come before you.” You said caressing his cheek. “You’re my one and only.” 

He smiled and put his hand over yours. “Sorry, I was just feeling jealous. But I’m happy to hear that.” 

“I love you, Seonghwa and I always will.” 

“Me too. I love you, y/n.” He leaned towards you and gave you a sweet kiss. 

Yunho: 

You had been ignoring Yunho all day, you didn’t do it intentionally, but you were busy streaming Stray Kids new single, Back Door. You were either internally watching it and fangirling over everyone or you were dancing and trying to learn the choreography. 

“Oh my God! Yunho, look, isn’t Seungmin just the cutest thing ever?” You cried. “He looks so good here!! And his vocals!  Yes king, get it!” 

You even got your light stick out and started waving it around while praising the members. 

Yunho was happy to see you having fun, but he was low key jealous. Since he knew the members of stray kids, he was worried you might meet them and actually leave him for Seungmin, if you had the chance. 

“Y/n, would you rather date me or Seungmin?” Yunho asked letting these thoughts get to him. 

You stopped dancing and turned around to face him slowly. “Aha, what?” 

“Me or Seungmin.. who would you rather date?” He asked quietly. 

“I’m already dating you.. and I don’t want to date any who isn’t you.” You said going over to sit next to him on the couch. “Why would you ask me that?” 

“You seemed like you like Seungmin more..” 

You laughed and squished his cheeks. “Silly, I like you the most. I do have a soft spot for Seungmin, but that’s because he’s like a puppy and it melts me heart.” You smiled at him. “But you’re my favourite puppy.” 

You smiled warmly at you and looked away shyly. “Aha, really? That makes me happy,” 

You kissed him lovingly. “I will always choose you, so don’t feel jealous, okay?”

He nodded and then the two of you enjoyed jamming out to Back Door together. 

Yeosang: 

You were watching Yuta’s Kick It fancams in the living room. You were admiring his dance moves as well as his facial expressions. 

“My God, he could kick me any day,” you said quietly to yourself. 

“What?” Yeosang said looking at you with such a judgmental face. 

“Oh. You heard that?” You asked laughing. 

“Why does my girlfriend wish to be kicked by another man?” 

“Because he so hot.” You said shrugging and going back to the video. 

“Should I kick you then?” Yeosang said nudging your side with his foot. 

“Yah, stop that.” You said pushing his leg away. 

“Why? I thought you wanted hot guys to kick you.” He said doing it again. 

“Baaaabe, stop it.” You whined. “You are hot, but I don’t actually wanna be kicked. It’s just something us fans say.” 

“Oh, but you think I’m hotter? Or Yuta?” 

“You of course.” You said turning off the video and smiling at him. “You’re my super hot boyfriend that I am so lucky to have.” 

“Oho, you deserve a reward for picking the right answer.” He said crawling over to you. He hovered over you and started to kiss you slowly and sweetly. But it soon turned steamy with the kisses making you forget all about Yuta, just like Yeosang planned. 

San: 

San walked into the living room and saw you staring at your phone, you smile getting bigger as you stared at whatever you were. He was curious what could make you smile like that and it had better be him. He walked behind you and saw you watching a Yeonjun cute moments compilation on YouTube. He frowned when he saw that you were giving your attention to another boy; was he not good enough. 

He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, which startled you, causing you to drop your phone. 

“Ah! Oh, San it’s you.” You said clutching your chest. “Almost gave me heart attack there.” 

“Y/n, do you not love me anymore?” 

“What are you talking about?” You said looking at him confused. 

“First you’re watching videos of Yeonjun and not me. Then you go and call me by my name and not baby.” He pouted. 

“Wha-? Of course I love you, baby. I was watching Yeonjun videos because their comeback is coming soon. Just getting hyped for it.” You said caressing his cheek. “I watch your videos all the time. Especially when you’re busy and can’t be with me as often.” 

“So you love me the most, right?” He said hugging you tighter. 

“Of course! You’re number one in my heart. Honestly, no one even comes close.” You boasted. 

“I thought so. I mean look at me; I’m the complete package.” He said as he crawled over the back of the couch to sit next to you. He placed an arm around you and pulled you close. “I’ll have to tell Yeonjun next time I see him to back off.” 

“Yeonjun doesn’t even know me!” You said laughing. 

“I’m not taking any chances.” He said making a mental note to never ever let you meet Yeonjun. “You’re going to have the last name Choi some day and it will be because of me and not him.” 

You were lost for words after hearing him say that but then you started laughing. “You’re the only Choi for me.” 

Mingi: 

You had been having a bad week and whenever you were feeling low like that, you would listen to music to ignore the world, more specifically you would listen to Agust D. You just liked how raw Yoongi’s emotions were on his mixtape and the lyrics always resonated with you. 

“Ugh, I can’t believe a man like Min Yoongi exists.” You said to yourself not realizing Mingi had walked into the bedroom. “No one does it like him.” 

“No one..?” Mingi asked. You opened your eyes to see him giving you the “” eyes. You nearly started sobbing because he was so cute when he did that and it also hurt your heart when he did that; you never meant to hurt his feelings. 

“You like Yoongi’s raps more than mine?” Mingi asked pouting. “You think he’s more talented than me?” 

“Whaaaa! No, baby! That’s not what I meant!” You said rushing over to him and hugging him. “Yes I like Yoongi’s rapping and I think he’s talented, but so are you!! Like you’re crazy talented! Extremely talented! The first time I heard you rap I was instantly in love with you; no lie.” 

“Really? I had that power over you?” He asked smiling as he embraced. “So you would choose me over Yoongi if you have the choice between the two of us?” 

“Of course, baby. I would choose you in a heartbeat. No thinking necessary. You have my heart.” You said looking up at him. “I am extremely proud of you. You are so so talented and I wake up every day wondering how I managed to get a boyfriend like you.” 

He blushed at your words. “No, I’m the one who should be wondering how I got so lucky to have someone like you.” He bent down to kiss you. “I’m glad to know I’m your favourite rapper.. I better be your favourite rapper after what you said.” 

You started laughing. “Of course you are! Yoongi used to be my favourite rapper but then you came into my life and took over that spot.” 

“Good.” He said smiling happily before spinning you around. “I’m y/n’s favourite, you got that Min Yoongi!” 

Wooyoung: 

You and Wooyoung were relaxing in bed together, both of you preoccupied on your phones, but enjoying each other’s presence. 

“Oh my god,” You whispered. “You are the most adorable and precious angel on this earth.” 

“Thanks I know I am.” Wooyoung said. 

“Not you,” you said rolling your eyes and showing him what you were looking at. “I’m talking about the precious angel, Liu YangYang! Look at him! So cute! So adorable! I think I am in love.” 

“Ya! How could you say that right in front of me? Your boyfriend!” Wooyoung pouted as he grabbed your phone from you. He looked at YangYang for a moment before placing your phone down. 

“Okay I will admit he’s cute.” 

“The cutest.” You said teasing him. 

“Yeah, sure whatever. He may be cute, but you know who else is cute? Me.” He said. “And not only am I cute, but I am extremely sexy. No one can do cute and sexy like I can.” 

He wrapped his arms around you pulling you closer. He smirked at you before he started to kiss your neck. 

You blushed at his sudden actions. “I-I was just saying how cute YangYang was.. didn’t mean to make you jealous.” 

“Well too late, babe. I’m about to show you how lucky you are to have me, Jung Wooyoung, as your boyfriend.” He said before he started to kiss you passionately. 

You made a mental note to never fangirl about other idols in front of him. 

Jongho: 

“Oh. My. God.” You said suddenly while you and Jongho were eating dinner. 

“Babe, it’s not polite to look at your phone when we’re having dinner together.” 

“But, baby, I got a Twitter notification from Monsta X!” You said excitedly. “They’re gonna have a comeback soon!” 

“What!? Seriously? When?” Jongho asked getting up to look at the tweet with you. 

“I don’t know yet.. people are saying in a month or so though!” You said putting your phone down. “I cannot wait to see what they’ll release.. I can’t wait to hear Kiki’s vocals.. he’s so talented and so handsome!” 

Jongho sat back down. “I couldn’t agree with you more! His vocals aren’t talked about enough.” 

“Oh my god, I know right? He’s such an underrated member for some reason!” 

“I need to tell Atiny to support Monsta X’s comeback with me.” Jongho mumbled to himself. 

“You totally should babe. You’re the 4th gen’s best vocalist.. whoever you say is talented and worth a listen is definitely worth a listen.” You stated. 

He smiled at you shyly. “Thank you.” 

The rest of the night you and Jongho fangirled over Monsta X together. 

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San x Seong Hwa(slight mention of gn reader)✨

“Get up,”

“I can’t-”

“San, I said, get the fuck up!”

The aforementioned boy tries standing up, looking at his mentor.

“If you want to protect them, you have to learn it!”

San punched him straight to his face, making a cut to his cheek. His face whips to the right. He touches his cheek, scoffing, and looks at San, whose eyes were drooping.

“Why are you always so mean to me, Hwa hyung? Is it because I’m dating your sibling?”

Seong Hwa looks at him and smirks, before he lands a punch to his cheek.

“I hate you so much,”Seong Hwa murmurs, but it dies out as San punches him to the gut, making him howl in pain, not before he punches San back. Both of them lie down, and all you could hear were loud breaths, none of them willing to surrender in the practise. Both of them get up, looking at each other in the eye. Hwa crawls towards his, as they both stand up together, Hwa’s hand tipping San’s head by the chin, assessing his wounds as they slowly stand on two feet. His hands slowly drags down his chest, till he points at one specific place, where his strongest muscle lay.

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San slowly opens his slightly swollen eyes, and looks at him confused. Seong Hwa simply smiles at him.

“You’re good. Really good. Yes, it was nerve wrecking when I saw you both kissing, but, you’re a good guy, San-ah. I wanted to win this, because it feels like I lost my star to you, my baby sibling.”

San looks at him and smiles, pulling him into a hug.

“You will never lose them, take my word. You’ll always have them. Just maybe, I love them a bit more in ways you caaaaaaan’t-”

“Do you want me to kill you now?”Hwa pinches his opponent’s waist, making him yelp in pain, making him snicker.

“I guess I deserved that,”San mumbles, making Hwa smile, as they beeline into the restroom to talk more and probably fight less.

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Song Min Gi

“Whatcha laughing at?” Yun Ho asks his roomie, as his face shines under the lit up phone screen.

“She’s so goofy,”Min Gi mumbles to himself, as he sees and giggles at the videos he took of you before leaving for college.

“You’re so in love with her, dude,”Yun Ho snickers, making Min Gi roll his eyes at him.

“I’m not in love with her! What the heck, man!”

“See? First stage:denial.”

“Whatever,”Min Gi gives back to resuming the video he was seeing. He decides to text you.

Min:You up?

You☀️:Yeah

Min:Can I call you?

You☀️:Sure! Is everything okay? Have you settled in alright?

Min:It’s been a year already

You☀️:Sorry, it’s you

Min:I’ll pretend I didn’t read it.

So, can I call?

You☀️:Okie!

Your phone begins to ring, making you smile.

“Hey,”you hear his deep, husky voice, making you grin.

“Hey,”you say, feeling his sigh over the phone, “what’s up?”

“Why are you whispering?”he asks you.

“My family is fast asleep,”you say, “unlike you. Why are you whispering?”

“Because, Yun Ho is asleep,”he says, making you snicker, “unlike you.”

“So, what happened?”

“Can’t I call my best friend?”

“In the middle of the night? Girl problems?”

“Really? That’s your best guess?”

“…”

“…fine. Yeah,”he mumbles, making your ears perk up, “I like this girl, like a lot. And uh, I don’t know if she likes me or not.”

“Who is this girl?”

“The one I met at a frat party last time?”

“The brunette?”

“Yeah, I guess,”he whispers the last part, hoping you wouldn’t hear it.

“Okay,”you say, sounding a bit weirded. Was it really some other girl? And if so, you should have been happy, right?

“So, um, see,”you begin, hoping to cover up some of the disappointment in your voice, “try to talk to her more. Get to know each other more.”

“What if we’ve already done that?”

“Hey, you know no lady better than you know me!”you say, making him giggle.

“That’s true. Then what?”

“Uh, then ask her out.”

“You know, I miss you so much,”he says, making you curl under the blanket, cuddling with the warmth, missing Min Gi the same way when he used to sneak into your room after every bad break up.

“I miss you too, Min,”you whisper, and you swore that you could practically hear him smile over the call.

“You know how I used to record funny videos-”

“Of your girlfriend and stare at them? Yeah.”

“Well, I’ve deleted them all haha, it’s just, there is one more folder remaining.”

“Whose?”

“Yours.”

“When did you record me?!”

“Well, you’re too cute to be not recorded-also serves as a good blackmail content.”

“Creep.”

“Love you.”

“Not funny, Min,”you whine over the call, but internally, you couldn’t believe him. Why would he record you doing weird stuffs?

“Remember the time you slipped in mud?”

“You have that on video??”

“Actually, Woo took it-”

“That little bitch-”

“Well, yeah. That little bitch has caught me slipping right after you.”

“Really?!”you start snickering hard, making Min Gi laugh too.

Min Gi had these videos, that kept him going through the phase of missing you. He still does. He knew Yun Ho was right. He loves you. More romantically, than platonically.

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The line was silent for a while.

“Min, are you sure?”

“As sure as coming back home an finally growing a pair to ask you out on a date and kiss you.”

“I’ll be waiting for that, Mr Song,”you said, grinning wide.

“Of course, love. Also, wear that pink dress you wore in your profile on Kakao. You look gorgeous.”

“Alright, sir. Anything else?”

“Keep calling me sir, and maybe I’ll show you something more-”

“Go to sleep, Min!”you shy, making him snicker, “I’ll wait for you tomorrow.”

“Yep. Tomorrow it is,”he says, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Min Gi. Good night.”

“Goodnight, love. Sleep well.”

You both hung up the phone, but you both knew that neither of you would be able to sleep that night.

You were waiting for him. So was he. Waiting to finally tell you that he loves you.

In person.

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Jeong Yun Ho

“What happened?”

“I want to go to the park,”the kid looks outside the window, a crestfallen expression on his face.

“Baby, you’ve got cold,”his father chimes, pouting, unable to bar his baby being sad.

“Dude, you do know that he is almost recovered, right?”

“Gi, but he’s still recovering,”he says, as he sees his kid still staring outside the window, “what if he catches cold again?”

“Yun, you’ve been taking amazing care of him. He’s a kid. Kids tend to catch cold. We adults go through that same shit too,”he says, trying to lighten the mood, “you can make him wear a jacket and muffler, you know.”

Yun Ho looks at his best friend, as if he grew two heads.

“You’re brilliant, man!”he squeals, making Min Gi roll his eyes at him, smiling lightly. As a single parent, Yun Ho worked his ass off behind Yujin; he saw his kid grow up without a mother. His sister’s kid. He took up Yujin after his sister died, and since then, he never let anyone or anything harm his nephew. He zooms into his room and grabs his sweater and a muffler, and grabs Yujin’s jacket from his room. He walks back into the living room towards his nephew, whose cheeks were pushed up with a pout.

“Hey bud,”Yun Ho squats down, reaching Yujin’s height, grabbing his attention, “lets get you on the ground.”

Yujin’s face lights up, head bopping continuously, agreeing to all the unsaid terms and conditions. Yun Ho grins looking at the kid’s face, helping him into the chocolate brown jacket, wrapping his muffler around his neck.

“Won’t uncle Min Gi come with us?”Yujin asks, doe eyes looking up at his uncle.

“Nah bud, uncle Min Gi has a date to go,”he chimes, eyes dreamily seeing into the distance, “I’ll drop by evening. Sounds good?”

“Yes!”Yujin squeals, fist in the air. Both his uncles laugh at him, when he runs by the door, eagerly wearing his shoes.

“Lets go Appa!!!”

Yun Ho smiles at him. Dusting his knees, he gets up. He looks at Min Gi, who’s smiling widely at hm.

“I’m not sure why you doing that, but you look hella creepy, man,”he says, as Min Gi’s smile slowly fades, “don’t scare your date away.”

“Yah!”Min Gi yells, following Yun Ho’s raspy laughter.

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“Did you bring Bambi?”Yujin asks, as Yun Ho holds his hands, walking down the park. Yun Ho smiles at him, taking out the brown bear with ochre yellow tee shirt. He jumps in excitement, taking the bear from his uncle, who gets his camera out from his pocket as well. Yujin rubs his nose on his jacket sleeve, that doesn’t go unnoticed by Yun Ho, who takes out a kerchief from his pockets and bends down, wiping the snot dripping down his nephew’s nose.

“Remember how I taught you to blow your nose in this, when it’s runny?”to which Yujin nods, taking the piece of cloth from his uncle’s hands and tucks it in the pocket of his jacket, smiling widely at him, and runs away.

“Don’t go too far!”Yun Ho screams, looking at his nephew running away, as he sits on a bench nearby. He looks around and sees the autumn leaves falling, the sunlight seeping through the cracks caused by the leaves in between the branches. Taking pose, he clicks a picture, satisfied with how it turned out. He looks around and decides to take more pictures. He looks around and sees Yujin playing with another kid, a girl with pigtails, wearing a similar brown jacket that his nephew was wearing, looking gleeful. He decides to capture the moment and smiles.

“Nice picture,”he hears a voice next to him. He turns around and sees you, wearing a beige coat, hair open, flowing in the direction of the wind. He kept staring at you like you were an alien.

“Um, you alright?”you snap your fingers in front of him, breaking him from the trance. He blinks his eyes twice and smiles at you, you smiling back, cheeks tinted primrose due to the cold, or was it-shy?

“Yeah, I’m alright,”he says, looking at the camera, “I’m sorry, you’re just really pretty,”he says, eyes widening with how direct he was. Your mouth opened and closed like a fish, gaping at his frankness, nevertheless smiling, looking down at your feet. He smiles at you and then looks over at Yujin, who was playing with the girl on the swing now. He sees Yujin finding something on the ground. He walks over to him with the camera in his hand.

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Yujin looks over at him and smiles, cheeks puffed up. Yun Ho smiles at him and returns back to where you were sitting.

“Is that your kid?”you ask him, looking in the direction of he kids. He smiles at you.

“He is. What about you? Got any of your own?”

“The girl your kid is playing with, is mine,”you say, making him smile at you.

“Then, probably us meeting was destined,”he says with a cheeky smile, making you laugh.

“Whatever,”you say, rolling your eyes at him jokingly. He looks at his kid playing with pebbles, offering one or two to your girl. He gets up and decides to capture the moment. He clicks the picture and smiles. The girl comes to you and shows the pebble Yujin gives her.

“What’s your name baby?”Yun Ho asks her, as she leans into you, shy. She stares up at you, waiting for a sign. Seeing you nod at her, she smiles and goes towards Yun Ho.

“Sakura.”

“It’s such a pretty name, for a pretty lady,” he says, making her smile, as she looks down at her shoes. So, thats from you, huh? She looks at you and runs away, running with Yujin.

“If you don’t mind, where’s her dad?”

“Um, he isn’t in the picture,”you say, “she’s actually my cousin’s kid. They passed away in a car crash, leaving her to me. She’s like my baby. I’m her godmother,”you say, as he looks at you, amazed. Was this how destiny worked?

“Then, I’d like to share something too,”he says, making you look at him, “Yujin isn’t my son. He’s my little sister’s kid, who passed away while giving birth to him. I’m the god father. The father ran away, leaving my sister alone. So, I took him in. He’s like my own kid.”

Now, it was your turn to be amazed. He smiles at the surprised look on your face, making him smile.

“Wow,”that’s what you say, making him laugh, “that’s…wow.”

“I know,”he says, “seems like we were destined to meet after all.”

You look at him and smile, cheeks rosy-confirmed, shy. Yujin runs over to you, hand in hand with Sakura. You smile at them, noticing their fondness for each other.

“I’m hungry,” Yujin pouts, looking at Yun Ho.

“What does that little tummy demand today?” Yun Ho asks in a soldierly voice, making you giggle.

“Sushi!”Yujin squeals and runs around with Sakura. Yun Ho smiles at them and looks at you, when Yujin decides to demand something more.

“Can Sakura come with us? Pwease…?”as he looks up at him with nothing but hope in those big, doe eyes.

“I was about to ask you if we can take Sakura’s mom too,”he says, excitement behind those eyes, making you laugh. Yujin looks at you and then at his father, asking him to bend down at his level. He whispers something in his ear, making Yun Ho smile and nod his head in agreement.

“Lets’ go,”Yun Ho says, Yujin dragging Sakura towards his car.

“What did Yujin say earlier?”you ask in curiosity. Yun Ho smiles at you and leans closer to your ear. Brushing a few strands and tucking them behind your ear, he smiles.

“He said you’re pretty and I should ask you out for dinner sometimes,”he said, making you smile shyly.

“Was it your thought or Yujin’s?”

“A bit of both ours,”he says, “the former was our thoughts together, the latter one was more of mine.”

“I would love to do it, too,”you say, making him grin.

Maybe, both of your kids were matchmakers in disguise, or maybe it was destiny-we’ll never know.

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Happy Children’s Day y’all Here’s my submission for the collab for @songmingisthighs

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Choi San

‘I did what I thought was the right thing to do. It was all me, my decision. I knew what I wanted, why I wanted, and there wasn’t any easier way to say this. Trust me, I knew; yet I did what was going to be the doom of me. The wrong. We’re so attracted towards the wrong things sometimes, that we really overlook what has been standing next to us the whole time, spectating the whole thing with teary eyes. Our conscience. ‘

San thought, as his eyes stared at the pool in front of him, waters glistening under the lights lit up around him.

Was he wrong to ask for something so forbidden?

Was it his fault for bearing feelings for someone who was so totally out of his reach, yet so reachable at the same time? Was bearing feelings for that certain someone so wrong, that he had to sacrifice so much? Was falling in love such a bad thing?

He kept wondering why he felt what he felt, when it wasn’t even his fault to begin with. Feelings are uncontrollable. They arise when you least expect them to. You don’t have a definitive hold over them, neither do you need to have any. After what was left behind was himself. He had to be there for himself.

‘I don’t need to feel bothered about it. I knew what I was asking for. I lived it, fell in love, got my heart broken by the only person I ever felt close to, physically and emotionally. I don’t regret anything; I really shouldn’t. What I can do is live it as a memory. Do I have any option anyways?’

He gets up, and stares at the setting sun casting a warm glow around him, on him. He smiled softy, although the eyes show what pain truly lie in them. He scoffs bitterly, checking his phone.

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Park Seong Hwa(birthday special)

“Hello ATINY,”you hear your boyfriend of 1 year livestream on VLIVE, clad in strawberry printed Hoodie, hair dyed caramel brown, more than 2 million people already joining the Birthday LIVE. He decided to hold a VLIVE at 12 AM, so that you could spend the entire day with him. But right now, he looked super adorable in the hoodie, that you couldn’t wait to cuddle him in those. He had a white bear plushie, and he peeked cutely from behind it.

“Meet my new friend, Haru,”he says, making you smile, “Sanni-ah gave me Haru as a gift. Isn’t she cute?”

You giggle at how he named it Haru, after your little sister, who loved him so much. Although he’s simply staring at the screen at the millions of ATINies, your heart slams in your chest, as your gaze wander off to the same soft eyes he gives you as he stares and admires you every time you guys hang out. Your heart warmed seeing him so happy. Seong always loved talking to ATINY, and right now, he was busy blabbering about how every member gave him a gift.

“Aah, I had good food. A lot of meat,”he says, as he skims through the line of wishes in the chat. You see the viewer count slowly rising to 2 and a half million, then slowly to 2.9 million. It was nearing 1 am midnight, and he was still chatting up.

“Aren’t you gonna sleep, love?”he smiles, reading your text in his mind, knowing you were awake to see him go LIVE. He yawns a bit, reading the comments of ATINY, and smiles. He reads a comment that makes him smile.

“Who does HwaSeong love the most?”

He laughs a bit and smiles wide.

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A faint blush creeps up your cheeks, as you see him ending the LIVE, only to see a message from him.

“I meant what I said. I love you. Can’t wait to say it to your face and see the blush, baby.”

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I forgot to post it on Hwa’s birthday! Better late than never! Happy birthday love<333

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Previous-Finale-Masterlist.

San, Min Gi.

Yun Ho looks at his best friend, who was sitting with his knees crouched up, staring at your grave, occasionally picking at the grass and throwing it away. The sound of another car falls deaf on his ears, as he was lost in your memories. Yun Ho looks up from his phone to see the car halting, the man he called not too long ago stepping out of it, walking towards him.

“San-ah,” Yun Ho says, as he puts his phone in his pocket and brings him in a hug.

“Hey hyung,”he hears, separating him from the hug, “where is he?”

Yun Ho points his head in Min Gi’s direction, making San look at Min Gi. He takes a deep breath and sighs, and looks at Yun Ho, who nudges him to go ahead. He nods his head and looks over in Min Gi’s direction, slowly picking up pace in steps. He stands behind Min Gi and looks at your gravestone, the flowers properly put in place, making himself smile. He walks a bit near, crouching next to Min Gi, who still doesn’t acknowledge his presence.

“White Chrysanthemums, her favourite flowers,”San mumbles, making Min Gi look at him, eyes widened. San looks at him and gives him a small smile, earning forward to bring him in a hug, which surprises San, who thought Min Gi wouldn’t wanna see him. He hears sobs, patting his dong-saeng’s back, shushing him.

“It’s alright Min, let it out,”he says, looking up as to control his tears from falling, “shhh.”

“I still can’t believe she isn’t here anymore,”Min Gi says, removing him from the embrace, wiping his tears on the sleeve of his coat. San sighs, a tear drop rolling down his cheek.

“I know, and I am ready to take your anger on me-”

“What are you talking about?”

“I know you blame me and Joong hyung,”San mumbles, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, sniffling.

“Hyung,”Min Gi says, holding his hand, “I was angry. I don’t blame you or Joong hyung.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, trust me. I don’t.”

San nods his head and stands up, brushing his back. Min Gi turns to look up at him. San turns his head around to look at his surroundings.

“You remember how we three used to come here,”San says, looking at the far away distance, making Min Gi hum, “then we brought others once. This was her favourite place.”

“Yeah,”Min Gi says, smiling at the nostalgia, “crazy how she used to run around without getting tired,”he says with a small laugh, to which San joins too. He sighs, looking up.

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Min Gi looks at him for a few seconds, before getting up. He towers over his hyung and hugs him, San hugging him back.

“Don’t say that hyung,”he says, “she loved you. You were her safe place.”

“I couldn’t protect her, Min Gi-ah,”San sniffles, “I couldn’t.”

“It’s okay. You tried. Don’t cry anymore,”he says, wiping San’s tears, “she would have been so angry seeing you cry like this. Or for the record, anyone of us. I maybe be angry at Joong hyung a little, but remember, I can never be angry at you. I love you so much,”he says, hugging him.

“Really?”

“Yes,”he says, looking at him, “she needs to rest now. Lets go,”he says, turning back once more to look at your grave, “she’s safe and watching over us.”

San looks over at your grave. He walks towards it and crouches down.

“Hey love,”he says, “forgive me for not being able to take care of you. You were and always be the moon of my life. My first real love. Rest now, bub. I’ll come again to visit you. I love you so much,”he says, putting his hand over his lips, and placing it on your gravestone. He gets up and walks towards Min Gi, hands in his pocket.

“Wanna get something to eat, hyung?”

“Yeah,”he says, “I would love to.”

Yun Ho looks at both of his friends, smiling to himself. He looks overhead at your gravestone, smiling, remembering how you used to say how time healed everything. It will take Min to be normal around his Joong hyung, but him going to eat with his San hyung was a start.

Maybe, time will heal everything after all.

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Jeong Yun Ho.

“This is so cool!” Yun Ho exclaims, as he runs along the shore, the waves hitting his feet furiously, making him giggle. You giggle at his cheerfulness, making your heart soar, a million butterflies swarming in your tummy. Seeing your boyfriend happy made you happy, cause, why not? He was your happy pill.

You decide to take a Polaroid of him enjoying.

“Yun!”you yell, making him look at you, “strike a pose!”

He being the goofball, strikes the most Yun Ho-pose he could, making you laugh.

You click the picture, a Polaroid sliding down the slit below the lens. You take it and look at it, smiling. You put it in your bag and join Yun Ho in running down the shore, him chasing you, coming from behind, lifting you in the air, laughing.

After spending the whole day at the beach, you both come back home and retire in the bed, snuggling into each others arms, giggling like high school kids crushing, or more, in love with each other.

“Happy birthday baby,”you say, looking up at him, nuzzling his nose, making him smile, “I love you.”

“Thank you love,”he mumbles against your lips, making you smile in the kiss, “I love you more. Thank you for an amazing day.”

“Of course,”you say, laughing because of the weight of his leg on your hip, “anything for my best boy.”

“Mhm,”he says, kissing the top of your head, “I had the best day.”

“I’m glad you had fun baby,”you reply, “I was planning-”

Before continuing, you hear soft snores, making you giggle. Smiling at him, you slowly detach yourself from his grip. Pecking his cheek, you get up from the bed, and walk into the living room.

“I should do this before I forget,”you mumble to yourself, before settling down on one of the chairs around the dining table. You grab your bag and pull out the polaroids you took. You grab a black marker from the pen stand near the kitchen counter, scribbling down something. You take a refrigerator magnet and stick it on the freezer, a huge smile plastering your face. You hear the pitter patter of feet down the living room, revealing your boyfriend.

“What are you doing baby?”he asks in his deep, raspy voice, eyes fill of sleep.

“Why are you up?”you counterask him.

“You weren’t there next to me,”he says, back hugging you, making you giggle, “you know I can’t sleep without you near me.”

“I had to do this before I forgot,”you laugh at him, pointing at the freezer. His sleepy eyes follow the direction of your finger, smiling.

“Fun near the ocean,”he mumbles, “you’re a photographer, baby.”

“Thank you, but, the model matters too,”you flirt back, making him smirk.

“Mhm, the photographer is way hotter than I am,”he says, fingers dancing on your hips, kissing the back of your head.

“Lets go sleep,”you say, walking slowly with your soft giant boy boyfriend sleepily holding onto your waist.

“Mhm,”he says, making you laugh, “I love you baby.”

“I love you too, Yun. Happy birthday once again,”you says, as you drag him to the bedroom, you falling on the bed, he falling on top of you, head resting on your chest, both drifting into the wonderland of love and goofiness.

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Happy Birthday, Yun Ho!

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Previous-Part 6-Masterlist.

• Min Gi, Yun Ho.

“You good bro?”Yun Ho asks Min Gi, as he drives to their destination. Holding a white Chrysanthemum in his hand, Min Gi sits deadly silent. Yun Ho looks at him once, then sighs, training his eyes on the road.

The road to the destination was the most silent with a chatty Min Gi going silent. Yun Ho sighs softly and looks out of the window, the monotonous background of the car making him more nervous than he already was.

“Did everyone get there?”his ears perk up, hearing his best friend speak up, not looking away from the window.

“Yeah, everyone went there this morning,”Yun Ho answered, receiving a small hum from Min Gi.

“What about San & Hong Joong hyung?”

“I don’t know about San, but Jong Ho texted me that Woo Young brought Joong hyung.”

“Oh.”

Dead silence.

“Do you perhaps wanna hear some music?”

“It’s your car, Yun Ho,”Min Gi looks at him, and gives him a tight lipped smile, “you can play if you want.”

“Thanks for stating the obvious,”Yun Ho jokes, making Min Gi emit a light scoff, “but you’re riding along, too. The passenger’s comfort is my duty.”

“Duty, huh? When did the Jeong Yun Ho become so sound to his duties?”

“Hey, hey, hey,”Yun Ho retorts, looking at Min Gi, “now,that’s not fair. I’ve always been aware of my duties, hoe.”

“And, here I was thinking that you are the hoe,”Min Gi says, earning a small laugh from Yun Ho. Yun Ho looks at him and smiles, making Min Gi smile a bit.

“I miss her, Yun,”he says, looking at the flower on his lap, “I miss her so much.”

“I know, buddy,”he mumbles, “we all do.”

“For the first time I felt so alive in this business, knowing I have a best friend waiting back for me-”

“I know it’s not the time, but I’m so offended hearing that,”Yun Ho jokes, making Min Gi laugh a bit.

“You know I didn’t mean like that,”he says, making Yun Ho mumble an ‘I know, man’, he continues,

“It’s like, um, you know, she has always been there on every path I’ve trodden on, and it sucks man; knowing I won’t have her again with me, here.”

“Again, not feeling offended at all,”Yun Ho mumbles, making Min Gi whine.

“C’mon, man!”

“Sorry, sorry; I just can’t see my best friend sad,”Yun Ho says, making Min Gi smile at him sadly.

“I’m so lucky to have you, man,”he says, looking at Yun Ho, “thank you.”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,”Yun Ho says, looking at him, “a thank you? Really? What’s the matter with you? Have you really decided to start this day by saying things sheerly to offend me?”

Min Gi laughs listening to this, making Yun Ho give him a playful glare, then ultimately break out into a smile. He knew how depressed his best friend has been for the past few months, moping around the basement, looking through files, and stopping to look at his lock screen and wallpaper when he didn’t have absolutely nothing to do. Seeing him laugh even the tiniest bit made him breathe a sigh of relief, knowing he hasn’t lost his best friend entirely.

As the car slowly comes to a halt, as Min Gi’s smile slowly drops, knowing he has to pay the final respects to his best friend. He looks over at Yun Ho, who places a hand on his best friend’s shoulder and squeezes it slightly, nodding at him. Min Gi nods back, and opens the door, stepping out of it. Yun Ho steps out of the car at the same time, urging Min Gi to go ahead. Min Gi looks at him, and walks towards the grey tombstone, with your name and a few flowers in front of it, signalling everyone paid their homage to you. He kneels on one knee, putting the scattered flowers in place, and smiles.

“Hey,”he says, smiling sadly, “it’s me. I have never done this before, and I never hoped I had to, especially with you, baby. I still remember how you never allowed San to call you ‘baby’ because you were my baby, and he used to sit with a sulky face. I, don’t know what more to say. I’m trying so hard baby not to cry, but, I miss you. I miss you so much.”

He takes the white Chrysanthemum he brought for you in his hand, and closes his eyes.

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Yun Ho leans against the door of his car and looks at the shaking shoulders of his best friend, sighing.

He tries hard not to shed any tears, so he looks down. He decided to ring up the last person Min Gi wanted to look forward to talk or meet.

“Hyung? What’s up?”

“He’s here with her.”

“Okay.”

“Have you been crying?”

“Does it matter?”

“Listen, it’s not your fault, okay. Come here. He’s here.”

“He hates me,”he hears the man mumble on the phone, making him sigh.

“He can never hate you. It’s Min Gi. You both have been through so much,”he tries to reason out with the man on the other side of the phone, “he will never hate you. Don’t worry.”

“Okay,” he hears a breathy sigh, “I will come.”

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QOTD:Whom do you think the Yun Ho called?

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Previous-Part 5-Masterlist.

• Hong Joong, Woo Young.

“Will you tell us where you are?”The man hears Jong Ho’s voice booming through the speaker in his car, turning around the corner.

“All in good time, Jong,”the man mumbles, “all in good time. I’ll call you later.”

“Hyung-”

Before he could complete the sentence, the man cuts the call, and puts the phone in the pocket of his coat, unlocking the door to get out and looks overhead at the mansion behind the white gates. He walks as poised as he could, and nods at the security guard, who acknowledges his presence and lets him in. As he enters the mansion, his sight falls on the old house cleaner who you were close to, cleaning the pictures on the wall with a sad smile, including the family picture, staring at it, probably reminiscing the good times she got to see and spend with you and your parents. She seemed to hear the clank of his shoes against the marble floor, since she lifted her head and looked at the man.

“Woo Young-ah,”she says, as he embraces her in a hug, eyes closing on the warmth of her aura, “how have you been? You don’t visit me anymore..”

“Sorry Mrs Lim, it’s just I’ve been a bit occupied, with you know,”he says, his gaze falling on your portrait, “this.”

She sighs, looking at the same portrait, “she was too young to die, such a nice girl; Joong locks himself most of the time, and only comes out for dinner and lunch.”

Woo Young looks up at the corridor leading by the stairs, sighing.

“I’ll talk to him,”he says, looking at the woman besides him, “he needs to be with us today. He finally avenged her, and he needs to know it and acknowledge it.”

The woman nods at him and sides away, giving him space. He smiles at her softly and squeezes her arm, before retreating, and walks towards the stairs. As he reaches the corridor, he comes near the door with your tag on it, looking at it and sighing. But what stopped him from walking ahead towards Joong’s room were the muffled whimpers coming from yours. Seeing the door ajar slightly, he sees Hong Joong crying softly, as your photo and his stands in front of him.

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He tries walking away silently, but his hand touches the table near the door, making the vase on it lose its balance and make a creaking noise, but he catches it swiftly.

“Who’s there?”he hears Hong Joong ask softly, before he sighs and decides to walk in the room, “Mrs Lim, is that you?”

Woo Young shows himself up, smiling softly at Hong Joong.

“Woo? What are you doing here?”

“I came to pick you up, hyung,”he says, as he enters the room, taking in the presence of your absence. His gaze falls on a number of photo frames in the room, the most prominent being the picture you took of both you and San from your first date at the dumpling shop down the road. He smiles sadly at it, and looks at Hong Joong, who stares into the distance.

“Hyung?”

“Huh? Yeah,”he says, wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes, “why?”

“We avenged her,”he says softly, as he crouches next to him, “we need to give her a proper funeral.”

“Did San come?”

“He hasn’t yet,”he says, looking down, “said he needed some time.”

“What about Min Gi?”

“Neither did he,”he mumbles, making Joong sigh, “Yun Ho is driving him. He’ll probably come here at dusk. Yun Ho is driving him.”

“He still blames me, isn’t it?”

“Hyung,”Woo Young mumbles, making Hong Joong shake his head.

“No, I know I’ve been irresponsible, costing the life of my only family,”he cries, tumbling into Woo Young’s arms, “I’ll never be able to forgive myself.”

Woo Young looks up at the ceiling, trying to control his own tears. He hugs his hyung and comforts him, trying his hardest not to break down.

“Hyung, listen to me,”he says, pulling away from Hong Joong, “no one is blaming you. Like you, Min Gi shared a special bond with her, and he might have said things in anger, but he never meant it. As for San, don’t worry about him. He’ll be here soon.”

“What about you?”Hong Joong asks, making Woo Young look at him quizzically, “how are you holding up?”

“What do you mean hyung-”

“I know Woo Young,”he says, making Woo Young’s eyes double up in surprise, “I know everything. With Sannie behaving like this, you must be stressed, too.”

“I don’t understand-”

“You love him, don’t you?”

“I love you too, hyung,”Woo Young laughs nervously, “I love all of you guys-”

“But not the way you do to him,”Hong Joong says, making Woo Young sit on the floor, resting his back against the bed.

“He will never see me that way, hyung,”he says, making Joong look at him sadly, “I know it’s so wrong, but I can’t help it. I don’t care about my happiness as long as he is happy, you know?”

“I understand,”he says, placing his hand on his shoulder, “maybe it will pass away with time, you know. You’ll meet someone special,”he says, smiling at him.

“What if I am still hung up on him?”

“In that case,” he says, looking at Woo Young, smiling softly, “try. None of us will feel bad. If he’s in the same place at the end of the day, who’s anyone to stop?”

“That’s true too,”he says, looking down at his lap, smiling, “thanks hyung.”

“What are brothers for, hm?”he says, as he stands up, dusting himself off, “shall we leave now?”

Woo Young smiles at him, as he gets up taking Hong Joong’s outstretched hand, dusting himself off.

“Let’s go.”

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Previous-Part 4-Masterlist.

• Jong Ho, Yeo Sang.

“We can finally say she’s in peace, huh?”Seong Hwa says, as Yeo Sang & Jong Ho stand there in the eerie silence of the snowy day, passing him sad smiles.

“I guess so,”Yeo Sang says, as he looks up, seeing the snow flakes take its course on the ground, fluffing the area around the gravestone. It was mildly bright, with the first Snowfall of the year.

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Jong Ho sighs, continuing to look up at the sky.

“I really wished the rest of them were here too, you know,”Seong Hwa says, making Jong Ho look at him.

“They will be,”he says, making Seong Hwa look at him, “Yun Ho hyung is driving Min Gi hyung here later. He would definitely not want to see San and Joong hyung, you know.”

“It’s not Joong’s fault,”Seong Hwa sighs, making Yeo Sang look at him.

“No one’s blaming Joong hyung,”Yeo Sang says, gaze shifting at your gravestone as he speaks, “its just, you have to understand where Min Gi is coming from, too.”

“I hate to see the team like this,”Seong Hwa says, “Joong locks himself up and I can hear him cry.”

“Where is he now? Isn’t he supposed to be here?”Yeo Sang asks him, as his gaze wanders behind Hwa.

“He wasn’t in his room last night…”Hwa mumbles, as he reaches for the phone in his pocket, “although he said that he would come soon, and I quote ‘leave me alone for a while.’”

“Dammit, where can he be?”

“He’s not at the safe house as well,”Hwa mumbles audible enough for the duo to hear.

“Should we go search?”

“But, we don’t know where else he could be-”

“I know where he is,”they all turn their heads together to hear the person they laest expected to know the location.

“How do you-?”

“Leave it on me,”the man says, “I’ll bring him.”

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QOTD:Who do you think the mystery man is?

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• you’ve sold about ten bundles of yellow carnations in the past two weeks
• each time, the bundle is bought by the same person, jung yunho
• he’s a sweet, tall, and rather quiet boy that comes in wearing his schools uniform and getting all clammed up when you ask him about his classes
• you go to a school all the way across town, taking the train to the flower shop here where you’re learning about agriculture from the owner
• you are just genuinely curious - does the other school have more sports? what kind of clubs are there?
• the issue is, yunho has been unable to give you any kind of coherent answer
• you think he’s just preoccupied with thoughts about other things - studying or his own friends
• but in reality, it’s you that makes him unable to speak
• the first time yunho had passed you by, he’d been coming from basketball practice
• he was wearing joggers and a loose t-shirt, talking to his teammate mingi who was commenting on the use of his wrist during the free throws
• yunho had stopped on the sidewalk to try and copy the move mingi had just shown him, imagining the hoop was across the road
• when he’d flicked his wrist - he zeroed in on the flower shop he had used as his imaginary hoop
• and right under it - stood you
• you were holding a freshly potted orchid and smiling at it with adoration that yunho hadn’t ever seen on the face of a human being
• for the minute he stood there frozen, you had checked the leaves on the plant and turned over your shoulder to go back inside to help a customer
• mingi had to shake him out of a trance
• “who is that?”
• he asked and mingi shook his head and said
• “no idea.”
• now yunho has been working completely off trial and error, coming to understand that you worked after school tuesday through friday
• he had stopped by every single day
• buying the same thing
• on the fourth day you asked, “are these for decoration?”
• he had managed to just shake his head - wanting to say ‘i heard yellow carnations mean love’instead
• on the ninth day when he came in, you already had them ready for him. all tied up with a nice white bow.
• the gesture had almost made yunho turn on his heel to run out of the shop in hopes you would avoid seeing his ears blush a hard and glaring red
• now, it’s the start of the third week. tuesday. you are wrapping up the carnations and frowning at yourself
• “why is he buying these every day……is he visiting someone with them?”
• the owner passes behind you with a bag of soil and groans
• “he better not, yellow carnations mean rejection in the flower language.”
• you gasp
• “do you think he knows?”
• she sets the soil down beside one of the displays and shrugs, “probably not. but if the person he’s giving them to knows then they’re probably not too excited about getting ten bundles of them! ten rejections - can you imagine!”
• she chuckles and you set the bundle to the side
• when five p.m. comes around, the little bell on the door jingles and yunho comes through
• he has the same backpack over his shoulders, but this time he’s not wearing his uniformed jacket
• instead he’s just in the buttoned down shirt - probably due to the sudden warm weather
• “yunho!”
• the way you say his names makes the shop flip on its head
• “i have your carnations here!”
• you come jogging toward him with a big bright smile that matches the sunshine yellow of the flower petals
• yunho takes them, large hand enveloping yours before the shock of the contact makes him nearly tumble backward
• “by the way - i don’t want to keep being nosy but - are you giving these to your crush?”
• yunho hears the word “crush” and the figure of you standing in front of him in your little apron and big smile starts to twirl around his head
• are you a crush? sometimes it feels like you’re something so much more serious.
• “you don’t have to tell me-” you keep going, but yunho finally collects enough air in his lungs to respond to you
• “yes, the- they’re for someone i like.”
• you brighten but then your shoulders sag
• “oh - well it’s just, you might want to buy white ones instead. in flower language, they mean a pure kind of love and yellow means - well -”
• you don’t want to disappoint him so you try to search for a word that’s not as harsh as rejection
• “they mean, kind of like - sorry i am not interested?”
• the honey brown of yunho’s eyes still as if you’ve just delivered life-crushing news
• you start to worry and mentally yell at yourself for getting involved - maybe his crush just likes yellow! why did you just have to say that!
• “i- i mean - i mean yellow is still such a nice color, i mean i like it! i like it a lot! it’s my favorite and probably your crushes favorite too since you keep buying-”
• yunho perks slightly
• “they- yellow is your favorite?”
• you nod enthusiastically, saying something about how it’s the kind of color that you can’t help but smile when you see.
• yellow also looks nice on flowers, it’s common but comfortable.
• this settles the expression that had darkened before on yunho, he twirls the bundle in his hands for a second
• and then he pushes it back into your hands
• “do-do you want to exchange them?”
• you ask - ready to turn and get some white carnations - when he shakes his head
• “n-no i want to add to this bundle.”
• “oh! sure, which flowers?”
• yunho is acutely aware of how you are holding the flowers with care, your hands compared to his are small
• “which flower is the best to confess with?”
• “what kind of confession is it?”
• it takes more control than he could have imagined to look into your eyes at this close of a distance
• but when he does, he speaks before the sentence really formulates in his mind
• “love at first sight”
• “oh! i think lavender roses work best for that - they’re low on stock but i think i have some in the back!”
• yunho listens to your footsteps as you shuffle through the store, he stands in it like a tree towering among mushrooms
• when you return, there is one beautiful lilac-colored rose in the middle of the yellow carnations
• the prize of the bundle
• “is this ok?”
• “yes”
• he pays for the bundle and you hand it to him with another gentle smile
• yunho is going to turn around and walk out - the same way he has the ten other times he’s come in to see you
• but this feels different and so he does what he did before, he pushes them back toward you
• “oh should we -”
• “they’re for you.”
• with that. he has to leave, he can’t really stop his nervous feet from carrying him out the door and you are too busy processing the action to catch up with him.
• by the time you do - you check outside the door holding the bouquet to no avail
• you bring it up to stare at the center rose and feel a wave overcome you
• love at first sight…..he fell in love with me at first sight?
• yunho doesn’t come back after that, mostly due to his utter inhuman embarrassment
• confessing like that and running away - he feels dumb - but every time he tries to get near the shop again his heart won’t stop thumping in his ears
• he just can’t bring himself to do it now. he likes you so much that he feels like being near you overwhelms every sense in his body.
• mingi gets it totally, hongjoong - another one of his friends on the team - doesn’t at all.
• finally, you take matters into your own hands
• outside of yunho’s school on monday, the one day you don’t have work, he almost freezes in place when he sees you standing there
• mingi pushes him further and hongjoong rolls his eyes as yunho’s large figure looms over to yours
• you’re holding one flower in your hand and you hand it to yunho who stares at it
• it’s not a yellow carnation, so you’re not rejecting him - but
• “wh-what does it mean?”
• “it’s a pink hydrangea. it means you should have come back to the shop to hear my answer to your confession.”
• his eyes widen and yunho tries to apologize but you just laugh and say no, that’s not what they really mean
• “they mean i understand your emotion, i reciprocate what….you feel.”
• yunho gapes trying to put it together until hongjoong yells from nearby
• “it means they like you too - duh!”
• yunho turns to hongjoong with a look of shock and you hide your next laugh in your palm
• turning to you for confirmation, you give yunho a soft nod
• “that’s exactly what it means.”

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• the most terrifying thing about being reborn is the confusion
• when your eyes open again, nothing around you is familiar - you don’t even have a vague sensation of direction.
• everything seems bleak and foreign and before you can try to ask yourself - what is my name?
• the gnashing, red hunger flames up and through every vein in your body to distract you
• your tongue runs over the top of your teeth on instinct. your canines have turned into big glossy fangs.
• “theyhave to die.”
• the voice isn’t in the room with you, but it sounds like it is.
• you turn your head and the four walls made of wood stare back at you with cold indifference
• the reply comes out with a pained, pleading sound
• “please, what if i can save-”
• “a demon doesn’t get saved. you are a constant reminder of that very fact - what would any of the other pillars say if you had called them instead?”
• silence follows and then in the sudden stillness a door is shoved to the side so hard that it splinters at the edges
• light spills out and into your darkness, you feel yourself squirm to get up, but something hard and cold holds down your wrists
• “if you can’t do it, i will.”
• instinct tells you to fight a little harder, that if you really put in the effort you can easily snap out of these restraints because a new kind of power engulfs you
• aninhumanpower
• the edge of a long sword, engraved with a mantra that seems so familiar, appears
• “san don-”
• “it’ll be a fast death.”
• the steel shatters around your wrists and you open your mouth to scream - but it doesn’t sound like that when the noise escapes you
• the resonance of your voice shakes the house
• it causes san to step back in the aftermath and you take the second to get up onto your feet and jump past him and toward the open window
• the winter wind and chill slides off your skin like it’s nothing, something splits your mind between running straight and never looking back or turning back because in that house
• in what was your house
• are two living, breathing, full-blooded humans.
• one is san and the other is -
• the snow under your feet suddenly feels wet, every step whips it against your ankles and you don’t remember his name
• flashes of memories appear like ripped up photographs
• smiling faces, the sound of mass laughter, a man dressed in wedding garb, a man holding his hand out to you, a man with his hand on the hilt of a sword, a man among the faces of other men turned toward you and bright like the sun
• the small flutter of a birds wing somewhere makes your head turn
• who is it that i can’t remember?
• a branch creaks under an effortless weight and you crane your neck to the other side
• what’s his name? who was the other man in the room?
• a gust of something flies past you
• who was it that didn’t want to kill me?
• you feel your body meet the front of a strong force, it propels you back and you skid down into the ground so hard it breaks through and you sink a little into the earth
• “what-”
• the word sound crooked coming out of your mouth, hunger twists in your abdomen as a scent you have never smelled before in your life engulfs you
• sweetly sick iron, it’s delicious and the aftertaste of metal makes you salivate
• it’s the smell of human blood
• syllables that sound like something you should know fall from the mouth of the creature whose blood coursing through their veins is loud in your ears
• you can’t think straight enough to string them together and figure out what its saying
• as you lurch forward toward the smell, your big sharp fangs bare to match the sharp, razor like end of your nails
• you spear forward with the intent to kill
• and then are trapped in a mass of white feathers that appear from nowhere
• when you reach out to punch through, they harden in response and tighten up to keep you where you are
• “let me out!”
• you sound desperate and angry, your voice doesn’t seem like your own, and softly from behind the coffin of white you can hear it speak again
• “you’re conscious - do you know who i am?”
• it’s the man from the house
• “let me out!”
• you repeat and thrash forward, but the feathers don’t part or fall apart like they ought to
• “it’s me, it’s mingi.”
• letting out another roar you claw and slash until the feathers can’t hold against your strength anymore and you are able to push through only to see nothing but blank forest up ahead
• you turn your head to see where this one called mingi has gone
• letting these new animal like senses guide your gaze up to the trees
• a dove spears up from beside your feet in the snow holding what looks like twine in its beak as it wraps around your calf and forces you to tip backward
• you catch yourself before you can fall and jump up to twist back into a new position
• suddenly a face appears in front of you - a cloak of white and fading pink covers the bottom half of their face and a large bird that looks as if it’s made out of mist and clouds perches over their left shoulder
• you can only see the top part of his face - his eyes are full of pain
• and in the reflection of the deep, miserable brown you see yourself - your face - and you remember who you are, who you were
• under the summer moonlight you are glowing, just married and still decorated in all the heirlooms and presents your family and friends could find
• your husband, wearing his uniform, looks as shy as the day you two met - when he was just starting his training and hadn’t put on all the slim muscle barely visible under the cloth
• “for the pillar of love - you sure are bashful even at your own wedding.”
• you giggle into your palm and your husband scrunches his nose up in response
• “i just….i feel like it’s too much of a performance! marriage ceremonies! i mean, is it really about the overwhelming cavern of my heart that is full of you o- or is it about watching wooyoung make a fool of himself when asking you to dance!”
• your giggle turns to a laugh, “mingi-”
• you step closer to him and you can see, even under the faint light, that his cheeks are pink enough to match the cape he always wears
• “-are you just jealous that i accepted wooyoung’s offer to dance……honey, you know im going to be here to dance with you forever right?”
• his hands are big when they reach out to cup your cheeks
• your skin is warm against his own.
• “i know, i know. will you dance with me now?”
• like a rubber band that snaps back into its place - you realize everything about your situation
• the person in front of you, who kept you from being slaughtered back in your home, who is a pillar, a high ranking demon slayer, is your husband
• song mingi
• and you are his partner, who was once the keeper of the song family home, the home of the current generation of the love pillar and who now - who is now - a demon
• you lose the strength when the horror sets in, somehow it is stronger even than the gnawing hunger that is making itself more pronounced with every second that goes by
• but you don’t hit the floor or feel the edge of a blade
• instead, you are pulled in close
• close to the body of a man you have been in love with for so long and who now you want nothing more than to devour and to destroy
• mingi, who is aware better than most, of the new craving you possess risks ever life-threatening possibility that circles you two to hold you against him
• “tear me to shreds, put your hand through my stomach, affix your teeth to my neck - you won’t do any of that.”
• his voice is deep, a lullaby tone as if he is speaking the truth of the world to a child
• “i know you won’t. you must be in so much pain - but you’ve done this for me so many times before, you’ve always protected me from my pain and just because you’re …….”
• he pauses and you convulse slightly in his hold because the smell of his blood makes you lightheaded with need
• and he is giving you an opportunity….he is inviting you to act on your impulse
• but you don’t, you use everything you can about you that is still human - that you have to dig deep inside of yourself to find, not to
• not even fully aware of why - just that you cannot do it. you cannot hurt him.
• “just because you’re a little sick…..that doesn’t change anything. you would never kill me, my love you would never kill me.”
• kill him - i want to. i want to taste his blood so bad.
• your shoulders shake a little harder and you open your mouth - mingi must feel your breathing on his chest but he doesn’t move
• kill him. i want to kill him. i want to kill my husband. i want to hurt my husband. i want to-
• the syllables he’d been saying before, they were your name. you remember your name.
• another memory finds itself into the crevices of your mind overrun by malice
• from behind the open door, a group of girls are giggling and poking each other with their elbows to get a better look
• you ask one of them what’s going on and they tell you that their are new demon slayers training out across the yard
• you look and for a moment all you see is a rowdy group of eight boys all scrambling among each other with their new swords and uniforms
• but in the middle of all of them is one who catches your eye
• taller than most, with red hair that falls into his eyes with sweaty bangs
• a baby bird is seated on his shoulder as he lets it peck at his finger curiously
• he sees you looking and a shiver of embarrassment runs up through his body as he gives a shaky wave
• you uncurl your hand to wave back and you see him mouth something
• “whats your name? my name is song mingi”
• your mind seems to jumble, tangle, and fill with static as the words kill him, hurt him, let me feed just crash and burn against each other
• you chant his name instead - let it circle through your mind until it is the only thing you can think of
• mingi is still holding you as he sinks down into the snow and his sword clatters to the ground beside you two
• the dove made of clouds disintegrates into the air - his guard comes completely down
• and you just feel tired, you ache everywhere, you just want to sleep
• mingi’s hand comes up into your hair, he whispers against the strands
• “i’ll make sure you get better soon - i will spend my whole life waiting for you to come back to me.”
• you want to believe him, you want to believe you won’t ever give into the nightmare that could be a reality if you listen to the growling in your stomach
• you just wish you and mingi could stay here - immortalized in the frigid weather like lovers made of nothing but marble
• for a second you think you can really just fade back into sleep
• when suddenly mingi lifts you up into his arms and your eyes widen as your ears pick up the distinct sound of seven pairs of feet
• “san has alerted the others, i have to get us out of here.”
• as he jumps up into the air and toward the trees, you watch the cape fall from his shoulders and abandon itself in the snow
• he’s never taken it off - not since he became a -
• when the other pillars find it minutes later, it is still warm with mingi’s body heat
• san clutches it when he turns to the other pillars
• yeosang, hongjoong, seonghwa, yunho, jongho, and wooyoung all swallow the uncomfortable feeling in their throat when san says through gritted teeth
• “we have to get mingi back before that thing kills him.”

☆ hogwarts!au x hongjoong
rivals au, where you’re a prefect for hufflepuff and he’s a prefect for slytherin [yes this is an hp au, but we ignore you know who <3]

• stopping outside the closed gates of the great hall, you take a moment to listen to what should be the silent corridors of hogwarts now that it is well past midnight
• for a second there’s nothing and then
• a small, quaint giggle
• you turn on your heel and start toward the place where the little sound grows louder and louder
• until you get to the bottom of one of the many winding stairs and mutter a lumos under your breath
• the tip of your wand sparks alive and a coy couple entangled in each other’s robes stares up at you in embarrassment and shock
• one of them reaches to re-do their gryffindor tie while the other tries to smear off any evidence of what they’d been doing from their mouth
• “i trust you know you two shouldn’t be out of your dorms at this hour?”
• they seem like they’re relieved to see it’s you - but before either can answer a sharp snort comes from the other end of the hall
• in an instance, an almost cold gust of wind arrives as hongjoong’s face becomes illuminated by the lantern in his left hand
• “and i trust you’ll be giving these two months of detention and telling professor minhyuk about this rendevous?”
• hongjoong’s voice is just as demanding as his expression
• when he appears, the two lovebirds almost go stark, being caught by you is one thing - being caught by him is another
• but you’ve never really been impressed or rather intimidated by him, you thin your lips and flick your wand back to a dim
• “that’s a bit much for some late night fun, prefect kim -”
• “it’s in the rules.”
• the green snake on his uniform seems to shimmer and in contrast the badger on yours simply stills
• “fine. one month of detention and we’ll tell the professor in the morning.”
• the students groan, to which hongjoong throws them a look that shuts them completely up as they slink back toward their respective dorms
• you and hongjoong stay by the foot of the staircase testing each other almost
• “it’s my turn to patrol the great hall, why are you even here?”
• you break the tensed silence and he lets go of the lantern so it floats beside him obediently
• “that’s exactly the reason im here. i know you are rather …. lax when it comes to responsibility so i came by to offer some assistance.”
• “i don’t need your help hongjoong, i know my duties.”
• he steps closer and you think emerald is in the fleeks of his brown eyes.
• such a slytherin, you think, right down to his core
• if he wasn’t such an asshole most of the time i would even say he’s ho-
• breaking that thought with willpower, you compose yourself in time to catch his response
• “are you sure about that? im guessing if i wasn’t here you would have let those two pumpkinheads go scott free.”
• you put your hands on your hips, and take a stride forward too
• “and what about it? you’re just angry that people here at hogwarts are getting some and you’re so unlikeable no one will even ask you on a date!’
• hongjoong’s nose scrunches up and you know you’ve hit a soft spot
• in what seems like the fastest second of your life, he is in your face, so close that you can smell peppermint toothpaste on his breath
• "just so you are aware, im quite popular - the real one not getting any is you - isn’t that right you little hapless hufflepu-”
• it takes everything in your power not to push him off by his collar or stomp on his foot
• but you know that’s what he wants so you simply turn away, leaving hongjoong in his position - frozen - as you skirt quickly out of the hall
• what’s he thinking, getting all close to me and saying those mean things-
• you grumble, coming to a quick stop before the great hall doors again
• there’s silence and then you realize your heartbeat has jumped significantly
• you put your hand over your chest and shush it - sure the adrenaline is because of how angry you are
• and not because of hongjoongs arguably handsome face being in such proximity to yours
• the next morning, you leave potions only to find a dreadful gift waiting outside the classroom
• it’s hongjoong, with the two gryffindor students you both caught last night in tow
• “we’re going to see professor minhyuk.”
• you stand in gryffindor tower with your hands crossed over your chest
• head of the house, lee minhyuk, still dressed in his coaches outfit from quidditch practice is looking between you and hongjoong with a raised eyebrow
• hongjoong explains where he caught the students and what they were doing and which rule under which chapter of the hogwarts students handbook they’d broken
• professor minhyuk just nods, snaps his fingers and the two students run off again
• hongjoong waits patiently for what you think he expects will be praise from the professor but all he gets is a -
• “and you two bothered me for this?”
• “but prof-”
• minhyuk is gone before either of you blinks, the papers and furniture in the tower all ruffle with the aftermath of his disappearance
• and you click your tongue when you look over at hongjoong
• “he doesn’t care about people making out, like i told you - it isn’t such a big deal.”
• “well - the head of slytherin would care to know if someone broke the rules. the rest of these three houses are just jokes.”
• he makes a turn to head out, but you can’t keep your thoughts to yourself
• “slytherin’s the biggest joke of them all - after alls said and done, what does your house even do well - hongjoong?”
• his shoulders go stiff and just like last night, you find yourself once again face to face with him
• you hate to admit - even inches away - everything about him is so annoyingly polished
• from the slicked hair, to the clear skin, and the enviable strength in his slim frame
• “may i remind you that one of - if not the greatest - wizard of all time was a slytherin. and anyway-”
• he flicks the hufflepuff badge on your robe with a sly grin
• “hufflepuff’s don’t get to talk. all you are good at is growing plants and holding hands.”
• something about the last part sparks a flame in your mind and you smile at hongjoong who only glares back in confusion
• “you’re right - hufflepuff’s are great hand-holders, and guess what else they’re good at - kissing.”
• you return the favor and poke the slytherin badge on hongjoong
• “bet you haven’t even kissed someone yet - and we’re already in our-”
• hongjoong grits his teeth, you can see the way his jaw kind of locks and ….. for some reason …. the way it knots a weird feeling in your stomach
• why is he looking at me like-
• “you want to talk about kissing so bad don’t you - well fine. consider yourself lucky.”
• you suddenly feel the weight of his hands on your waist, tugging you in close with no time to spare
• pressing his lips, which are so soft it should be a crime, against yours
• one thousand spells start to swirl through your mind
• alarte ascendare to send him skyrocketing up to the top of this tower
• or maybe a melofors jinx to turn his stupid head into a pumpkin
• of course none of these get a chance to be muttered, as hongjoong’s tongue swipes across the seal of your lips
• and you hate that it works, the little action makes your knees feel like jelly, and you start kissing him back
• your hands, stiffed at your side are moved by what you are going to accuse is magic, to his neck
• and the “i told you so” kiss that hongjoong had planned turns into full-on making out
• maybe it’s the pent up tension that has lived between you two since your first years
• maybe its the curiosity of the other, of someone so polarly opposite
• or actually, it’s probably just young love that no matter how much you ignore still ignites once there is a spark
• that spark being the fact that your rivalry is just an elaborate coverup for the fact that you both have been into each other for a while
• you blame hongjoong for being irresistibly hot, and hongjoong blames you for being irresistibly adorable
• before you can tip over onto a nearby couch - the door suddenly opens to the tower
• in the doorway is professor minhyuk, smug smirk on his face, as the rest of the gryffindor quidditch team tries to pry over his shoulder
• “now - what did hongjoong say before, doesn’t making out mean two months of detention?”
• you snap away from hongjoong who nearly trips over himself as he tries to conjure up an explanation
• of course, professor minhyuk just laughs - and tells you two to get out of the tower and he’ll pretend it never happened
• as you and hongjoong scurry down the stairs in a flurry of embarrassment
• he stops at the bottom step and you have to hold yourself up by the banister so you don’t crash into his back
• when he turns, you notice his hair is sticking up everywhere
• “this never happened hufflepuff.”
• you blink and burst out laughing
• “shuttup and follow me to the fifth floor.”
• you brush past him, taking his hand as he stands agape
• but soon enough he’s in step with you, laughing too
• and when you two don’t show up to the prefect meeting later that evening everyone is whispering about what could have happened
• “they’re probably arguing somewhere and lost track of time.”
• ravenclaw yeosang quips and he’s kind of right
• you two have lost track of time, but this time - not because you’re fighting.