Some of Hongjoong’s smile types to brighten your day!

Thenormalsmile

Theflirtysmile

Thetalkingsmile

Thecutesmile

Therudesmile

Therude smile pt. 2

THERUDE SMILE PT. 3

I’VE HAD ENOUGH

I’m sorry sir who do you think you are.

My bias?

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bc you’re absolutely right

KQ: what’s up hongjoong?

hongjoong, after dealing with the rest of ateez: my freaking blood pressure

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 5K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

❦ Note: ⚠️Names used here are not related to an Kpop Idol or Korean public figure. This was just inspiration.

HONGJOONG

“Oh, where are you going Hyung?” Asked San when he saw his leader carrying his bag.
“To Y/N. I hadn’t the chance to see her this week.”
“You are working way too much.”
Hongjoong smirked, “if there are no lyrics and composition from me, there’s nothing to sing for you.”
“Have a good night!” Smiled San when he understood that Hongjoong was right.
“That’s what I thought.” He replied. “Don’t wait for me tomorrow.”
Your boyfriend spent his whole week working in his studio. He couldn’t even remember when he made an entire night.
From 7AM to 3AM, he was trying to compose some of the new songs for the upcoming album.
You were comprehensive so you even avoided to text him, or only to remind him to drink water and to eat.
That’s why he felt a bit bad to push aside this whole time. He was decided to make it up to you.
It was too late tonight, but tomorrow he would treat you well.

Just the moment he put his foot out of the van, he spotted your figure at the entrance of your building.
Because of the darkness and the weak light coming from the hallway, he couldn’t see well who was standing in front of you. But for sure, it was a man body figure.
Before jumping to conclusion, he exited the car and walked slowly toward you.
“Listen. You can come here, out of nowhere, after 6 months without even saying a word to me. And ask me to take you back!” You said angrily.
Hongjoong’s blood boiled. He was hoping his way here that it wasn’t your ex stupid boyfriend. But you confirmed his doubt.

“Listen, I’m sorry. I messed up.” He apologized, not thinking at all what he’s saying.
“Yeah, you messed up and it’s too late.”
“Why?”
“I met someone.”
Your boyfriend stopped in his track. He was suddenly scared that this man come to punch him right in the face. He simply hid behind a pillar, waiting to see how this conversation would end.
“You met someone? In only 6 months?” He repeated, his fist clenching a little bit more.
“You slept with a girl not even 2 days after our break-up so don’t try to give me a lesson.” You rolled your eyes.
“He’s not treating the way I do.” He tried to grab your hand, but you kept it close to your chest.
“Yes true.”
Hongjoong’s heart missed a beat. Was he treating you this bad? I thought he was nice, kind and cool with you.
“He’s treating me waaaay better than you did for these 2 years.” You smiled. “I will stay with Hongjoong, no matter what you are saying to me.”
Your ex-boyfriend’s eyebrows narrowed. Of course, he didn’t like your answer. But it was all his fault.
“It’s not over.” He grunted before stepping away.
Hongjoong ignored how, but he didn’t see him hiding behind the pillar. Plus, when he saw his muscular back, he couldn’t lie that if he needed to fight him someday he would need his whole crew.
“You can stop hiding. He’s far away now.” You giggled, laying against the entrance door.
The leader blanket, “you could see me?”
“Come on… we both know you are skinny, but your butt…”
“Shut up.” He rolled his eyes, smirking.
“Are you okay?” You asked.
“Me? I should be the one asking this question.”
You shrugged, looking at the direction your ex-boyfriend took.
“Well… I guess I’m fine.”
Hongjoong felt bad. A breakup is never easy to forget.
“Well, I wanted to use it tomorrow because it’s late, but…” he looked for the DVD box in his bag.
“Tadaaa!”
Your eyes sparkled when you saw Johnny Depp’s face on the cover.
“Pirates of Caribbean?!” You clapped.
“And the whole saga!” He added proudly.
“Let me do some popcorn!” You said, leading him inside.
Your meeting with your ex-boyfriend was now an old memory.

SEONGHWA (this one is a bit angsty)

Your boyfriend noticed that you were completely lost in your thought tonight.
You were watching at the TV screen without really watching it.
He was confused and a little bit sad to see you this way.
“Everything is babe?” He finally asked.
You looked at Seonghwa blankly.
Something was really off, he thought once again.
“I’m fine.” You gave him a warm smile. “Just a tiny bit tired. Nothing to worry about.”
You could say all the lies you wanted, Seonghwa knew the truth.
“Something happened at your work?”
“Babe…” you sighed. “I’m fine.”
“If you say.” He concluded.
None of you liked the cold and quiet silence that settled in this little room.
But for nothing in the world, you wanted to say the reason that makes you so frustrated right now.
Seonghwa faked watching this show, but he was thinking about a solution or a way to help you to feel better.
“Do you want to have a walk? And to admire the sunset?” He pointed at the window, next to you.
“I’m good Seonghwa.”
“Yeah, I know. I just said that for me. It’s been a long time since we took a walk, just us two.”
“I’m lazy.” You rested your head on the armchair.
“Please,” he insisted.
You rolled your eyes and finally acquiesced. “Okay, but 20 minutes maximum!”
“Yes!” He shouted victoriously.
Before that you could even realize it, you were outside. Hopefully, you took a jacket because even if the global weather was hot, the wind was cold against your skin.
“Do you still regret it?” Asked Seonghwa, kissing your hand.
“I need to admit that it’s cool.” You smiled.
Your boyfriend was proud of him. He finally managed to change your thoughts.
Or at least, that’s what he thought. But when he saw again this sad expression on your face, he couldn’t help to be disappointed.
“For real Y/N? What is going on? I’ve never seen you this way?” He stopped to walk, pulling your hand, so you could face him.
He was worried. You could see his eyes shaking in his pupils.
“You know I won’t be mad at you. You can tell me everything, I swear I-”
“I saw my ex today.” You said straight, like if you ripped a painful band aid.
“Your ex?”
“Yeah, my ex-boyfriend.”
“I thought he moved to Europe?” He raised a brow.
“I thought too. But he told me that he had a job offer in South Korea.”
“Wait.” He put his hand between both of you. “Does it mean that you had a conversation with him?”
You nodded, understanding that Seonghwa would probably get mad at this information.
“I swear we just talked about how our lives are going on.” You tried to reassure him.
“Then if you had a simple conversation, why are you so sad?”
“I don’t know, it just felt weird.” You shrugged. “He’s my ex-boyfriend.”
“Yeah, exactly. EX-boyfriend. You still look you are into him.” He raised his voice, not able to keep his jealousness for him.
“No! I don’t feel anything for him anymore.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah! 100% sure. I love you.”
Seonghwa raised a brow, still disoriented, but he didn’t want to doubt your feelings for him, so he just let it go.
“If you say.” He simply replied before walking back.
None of you engaged in this conversation again. You simply continued your way in the park.
You knew that Seonghwa was mad because he didn’t try to hold your hand as he always does. He was walking in front of you and was faking to watch everything around him.
You would never leave Seonghwa for someone else, especially your ex.
But it still feels weird to meet someone you loved for a long time. You just hope that your boyfriend will understand.

YUNHO

It was a big day.
Yunho planned everything.
The place, flowers, the little gift, and even his text.
He was supposed to ask you to be his girlfriend tonight.
Everyone was stressed for him. All the members had an exact job in this mission.
Hongjoong and Seonghwa were the ones driving you to the secret location, Yeosang was the one setting the food and cleaning the room, San and Wooyoung were cooking, while Mingi and Jongho were helping their friends to prepare.
“Hyung…” sighed the maknae. “You prepared the whole week. Your speech is perfect now.”
“Everything is perfect.” Added Mingi, a bit done of listening Yunho shouting how much he loves you.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah. Nothing can ruin this moment.”
That’s what they all thought.
They never imagined that just when Yunho would finish his sentence, “Can I call you, my girlfriend?”, your ex-boyfriend would enter the room.
“Sorry but it’s a reserved location tonight.” Said Yunho, freaking out a bit.
“Mark?” You asked, trying to see who this tall figure was standing at the entrance.
“Mark?” Repeated Yunho, looking at you.
“Y/N?”
“What are you doing here?” You giggled.
“I forgot my wallet here. My friend had a party here yesterday.”
“You are unbelievable. You always forget something.” You rolled your eyes.
“That’s why I loved to date you. And I still want to.”
Yunho and you were abruptly taken aback by his audacity.
Can’t he see the romantic atmosphere? The candles? The flowers? How can someone say something like that?
Yunho grunted, trying to get your attention back.
“Well, we are a bit busy right now.” You said embarrassed.
“I’m just looking for my wallet then I leave.”
“Mark…” you grunted. “This is inappropriate.”
“Okay okay, I will come back tomorrow morning then.”
“Good idea.” Whispered Yunho.
You both stared at the man, waiting for him to leave.
At the moment, he closed the door, Yunho asked:
“Do you still have feelings for him?”
You hesitated for a second. It’s true that seeing him again made your heart flutter, but you have been together for several years, of course, you would still have a little thing for him. He was your first love.
But Yunho was nice to you, more than Mark did these years.
“No.” You smiled warmly. “We were happy together, but good thing ends. And we made the right choice.”
Yunho nodded as well, but you could feel that it wasn’t enough to reassure him.
“I’m truly happy with you Jeong Yunho. There’s not a day where I don’t laugh. Even if I’m mad or sad.” You started. “You’ve been so nice to me. In just several months… you feel like a home to me.”
Yunho was moved by your sudden confession.
“So…” You stepped in front of him, wrapping your arms around his waist.
“Hm?”
“Do you want to be my boyfriend?” You shyly asked.
Yunho blinked once, then twice, surprised by this plot twist.
“Wait what?”
You giggled at his facial expression, “I want to be your girlfriend. But do you want to be my boyfriend?”
“OF COURSE!” He shouted, startling you a bit.
“Really?”
“HELL YEAH!” He laughed, probably nervously. “I was waiting for this answer since we’ve been to the attraction park.”
“But it was our first day?”
“Yeah?” He raised a brow.
You understood that he wanted you to be his girlfriend at this exact moment. You couldn’t help but find it cute.

YEOSANG

“Since when do you need all of this?” Asked Yeosang, pointing at the amount of skincare and hair products in the shopping cart.
“Are you really an idol?” You raised a brow. “You put a lot more than this! And it’s more expensive.”
“Touché.”
“Thank you.”
You were buying all the products and stuff you needed for your summer vacations with Yeosang.
It would be the first time you travel, only both of you, as a real couple.
“Aren’t you excited? The Bahamas, we are coming!” You shook your butt against his leg.
“We are not on the plane yet.” He smirked.
“Can we consider in the plane already? We are leaving in less than 24h.”
“We would never be on time if you take an eternity to choose your products.” He kissed your cheek.
“Okay, I got it.” You pouted.
“Let’s clear this fast, so we can finish our suitcases this afternoon.” He advised.
“This afternoon? How I’m supposed to pack 2 weeks of clothes in 2 hours?”
Yeosang patted your head, finding you way too much cute today. “Just do it. Pack the first thing you find.”
“Sure. I’m gonna take all of my sweatpants.”
“That’s not wh-”
“Y/N?”
You turned around first. And because of the surprised expression on your face, Yeosang decided to look too.
He didn’t understand at first why this tall and handsome man, he needed to admit it, was smiling this much as you.
For a reason, you couldn’t say anything. You never think you could meet him here.
Yeosang, completely awkward with this silence, started first.
“Can we help you?”
“Ah-I-” he stuttered shyly. “I’m Soojun.”
Yeosang’s head tilted when he understood who he was talking to.
“Soojun? Like Soojun, her ex-boyfriend?”
“Yeah.” He smiled. “If the decision mattered to me, I would still be her boyfriend right now.”
“Well, sorry playboy.” Claimed Yeosang, leaving the shopping cart for a minute. “She’s my girlfriend now.”
“You better take care of your position, because many guys want to replace you.”
Yeosang smiled arrogantly, “well you guys can stop queueing, I’m not going to leave.”
“Yeosang…” you grabbed his arm, trying to calm down the tense atmosphere.
“It’s cool baby. I just wanted to be clear with your EX-boyfriend.” He glared at him.
“Soojun, it was good to see you, but we need to go.”
“Oh yeah!” He snapped his fingers. “We are going on vacation tomorrow.”
“Cool.” Replied Soojun coldly and with a bitter smile on his face.
“Say, bye babe, let’s go pay for your stuff.”
You nodded, still not processing to meet Soojun there. With your new boyfriend.
“Call me if you want to have fun someday!” He stated before you both could leave.
“I think you can start with your hand because you are blocked on his phone.” Added Yeosang cockily.
When you finally succeed to bring Yeosang in another alley, you slapped his arm.
“Ouch!” He complained. “What did I do wrong?!”
“What was this bad boy behavior Kang Yeosang?”
“He played with fire. I just showed him that he would simply burn himself.”
You needed to admit that this behavior coming from him was incredibly hot.
“You are unbelievable.”

SAN

San never chews a pen this hard.
And the vein which was non-stop popping on his forehead was a little bit more painful every second.
“So? Just say yes and you won’t regret it!”
It was the 3rd time that your ex-boyfriend was asking you on a date.
Since you seemed to be the one and only smart person between you and him, you kindly declined.
“No. It’s a bad idea.”
“You are not giving me a chance huh? I can’t prove to you that I changed.”
San rolled his eyes and faked to work on his math assignment.
He was praying for him to leave in the next seconds, but it always failed.
“You are rejecting me because you’re seeing someone else?”
“I-I haven’t met anyone yet.” You stuttered, avoiding looking at him.
The boy next to you was hurt, maybe it wasn’t clear for you, but he was trying to hit on you every time he could. And for him, you were kind of receptive too.
“Then just give me a chance…” he sighed, brushing his hair back.
“Idiot…” whispered San.
Too bad for him, both of you heard it. Even the entire table.
“Are you talking to me Choi San?”
Your friend freaked out for a second, no way he would end fighting this guy. And he ignored what you will think about him if he does.
“No, I was talking to myself.” He lied. “For not understanding this exercise.”
“Let him alone Jay… you sound like a stupid asshole.”
“Whatever.” He concluded. “Are you down?”
You sighed once again. “You’re not about to give up right?”
San understood that you were about to finally say yes, and it was a really bad point for him.
“Exactly.”
“Well, then-”
“Y/N, do you think you can help me with this?” he pointed at the equation in his book.
You raised a brow, “you are better than me for algebra.”
“But I’m confused with this one, and a little bit of help would be”
“Can’t you see that I’m talking to my girlfriend?”
“Ex-girlfriend.” He immediately rectified.
“Do you think you are funny Choi San?”
“Well… my teammates tell me that I am so…”
Not liking San’s behavior, Jay stood up and grabbed him by the collar, making the chairs fell in a loud noise.
“JAY! What the fuck are you doing?!” You slapped tried to pull his hands off your friend.
“He just believes he’s the smartest between us.” He tightened his grip.
“Just leave him alone!” You yelled.
They both continued their eye-contact contest, while you were trying to save San.
“You should go.” Started San. “Someone probably called for our little altercation.”
“Do you think that I’m scared of… teachers?” He laughed. “I’m not you. Nerd.”
“Jay, stop.” You almost begged. “I’ll agree to date you if you let him go.”
“No!” Freaked out San.
“No?”
“Yeah!” He gulped, his face still facing your ex-boyfriend. “I like Y/N. I can’t let you go on a date with her.”
“And do you think she will like you back because you are an idol? Stupid.”
“No! Just will because I’m kind to her and that I’m not a bully boy like you!”
“I could punch you in the face right now.” He threatened him.
“I don’t care.”
“Do you think there’s a tiny chance that she likes you?” He smirked. “You are absolutely not her type. She likes a macho man. Not these ones who are dancing on stage.”
“Actually, I do.” You interposed.
Your answer took Jay aback. San took the opportunity to remove his grip on him.
“I like him.” You repeated. “And I would appreciate if you could stop act like an asshole for once.”
You wrapped your arm around San’s one. If he wasn’t about to get punched, he would probably yell in the whole room, how happy he was.
“Just leave.” You gulped.
Jay bite his lip and gave both of you a dark glare. But when he got it that you wouldn’t change your mind he simply left. It was almost too easy.
“Thank you. I never thought he would leave.” You sighed in relief.
“Just asking… how many ex-boyfriends do you have?”
“Just this one,” you giggled.
“Cool, because I don’t think that my heart can take another like that.”
“Wait- it wasn’t a lie?” You asked. “You really like me?”
“Of course, I do.”
“Well… it’s becoming pretty interesting around here.” You giggled.

MINGI

You went to bed earlier tonight.
You accepted to clean the whole avenue after your boyfriend’s concert.
Because of Atiny’s enthusiasm, you agreed that it was a good idea to help them to clean the mess.
But when you saw the number of confetti, merch, and personal stuff, you couldn’t help but feel unmotivated.
But you stuck to your task and finally finished 2 hours later.
Because of this work, you were sleeping at 8 PM.
Mingi was simply laying on the couch of your apartment, watching a show he probably watched once but he was too lazy to change it.
He noticed that you were probably exhausted because you let your phone on the coffee table. You were always taking your phone with you, never letting someone else take it for you.
He hadn’t the idea to see if you were exchanging text messages with another man. You were too loyal for that, and you were so bad at lying that he wouldn’t even need to spy on you.
But right now, your phone was going crazy because of your notifications. In 3 minutes, you probably had a dozen of messages and 3 calls.
Usually, he would just wake you up if it was someone important such as a family member or your closest friends. But right now, he ignored who “Jaeyoon” could be.
[“Can we talk?”]
[“I am at your apartment.”]
[“I’m at your door.”]
“Who the hell is this Jaeyoon?” Asked Mingi to himself.
He tried to think about every person you mentioned with this name.
“A colleague? Hell no, who will come this late for work?” He wondered.
He quickly assumed that Jaeyoon was a man’s name, but maybe not.
“Maybe it’s a new friend? She’s hanging out a lot now.”
[“Please get out or let me in. I miss you.”]
This message sent a message right to Mingi’s brain.
“Not this bastard…” He grunted.
Not waiting for a second more, he practically ran to the door. From the bottom of it, he could see a weak light coming from the corridor.
What was he supposed to do? Punch him? Yell at him? Or just to be gentle and clear.
“Yeah, do that Mingi.” He said to himself again, “gentle and clear.”
He quietly opened the door, not trying to wake you up.
“Ah Y/N fi-”
“Hello, can I help you?” Asked Mingi, smiling and showing your phone’s screen to this man.
“Who… who are you?” He raised a brow.
“I asked first.”
Gentle and clear, Mingi.
“I want to talk to Y/N.”
“Ah…” he said, a bit disappointed. “It won’t be possible.”
“And why? I know that she’s here.”
“Because I’m her boyfriend.”
“Her boyfriend?”
“Her boyfriend.” He repeated.
I think that he got it Mingi.
“I didn’t know she was seeing someone.”
“Then, now you know.” He smiled. “We all make mistakes.”
“I guess.” He replied coldly.
“Well, I would appreciate it if you could stop texting her. That’s not really respectful right?”
Jaeyoon nodded.
“Just sent a text saying that you were drunk so you won’t be a complete fool in this case.”
“I- I just wanted-” he stuttered.
“Okay then… the elevator is right there.” Pointed Mingi. “It was nice to meet you.”
“Yeah-”
Mingi didn’t let the boy a chance and closed the door right at his face.
“Ha, it feels so good.” He smiled proud of him.

WOOYOUNG

“What is this?” You plopped on the couch, just next to Wooyoung.
“I lost a bet…” he sighed, hiding your phone screen with his hand.
“This is the best video ever.” Smirked Seonghwa.
“This is terrible!”
“Relax Woo… you are just writing your name with your butt.” You tried to not laugh. “And only… 2 million of people saw it.”
“Jeez…” he sighed.
You felt bad for laughing at the video which was obviously embarrassing him. But a bet is a bet.
“Show me.” He took your phone.
“You shouldn’t or you are going to have a stroke.” You wiped the tear from the corner of your eyes.
“Who is… Mr.Kim?” He approached the screen from his eyes.
“I-Nobody.” You ripped off the phone from his hand.
“Oouh… Y/N, are you cheating?” Asked Yeosang.
“NO!”
“Then who’s this? And why is he sending you a video?”
“Come on don’t be jealous, it’s probably just a friend. You are not the only guy she knows.” Said Hongjoong, trying to avoid any drama.
“I wouldn’t mind if you had told me “It’s a friend from school or whatever”, but you clearly ripped off the phone on my hand. As you were hiding something.” He said, a bit suspicious.
“Argh, don’t be mad, okay? It’s just my ex who’s being an idiot.”
“Your ex-boyfriend is texting you?” He smiled.
“Why are you smiling like this?” Asked San.
“For nothing.”
“It’s been few days that he’s asking me to give him another chance.”
“Isn’t the same stupid ex that broke up with you?” Asked Hongjoong.
“Yes.” You rolled your eyes. “But I wanted to break up with him too! He just did it before I could.”
“Sure, tell that to your ego.” Grinned Seonghwa.
“Can I reply to him?” Asked Wooyoung.
Your boyfriend saw the hesitation on your face. “Promise I will stay calm and polite.”
“I think that’s not a bad idea for once.” Added San.
“Hey?” Growled Wooyoung.
“Sorry, but I meant that if he doesn’t understand when Y/N says “no”, then maybe if her actual boyfriend does it. It will have another impact.”
“You can be really smart sometimes Choi San.” Said Wooyoung, patting his shoulder.
“Hey?”
“Just give me your phone babe.”
You ordered and sat down back to your boyfriend. Your eyes didn’t leave the screen for a second, too scared that he does something wrong.
“I wouldn’t open the video if I was you.” You advised.
“Is he sending…” Started Seonghwa.
“Yeah…” you sighed.
They all shrugged at the thought of your ex-boyfriends still sending indecent pictures to you.
[“Hello Mr. Kim. I’m Jung Wooyoung, Y/N’s boyfriend.”]
Your boyfriend was typing so fast. Funny how someone jealous can be.
[“Y/N is not interested in you anymore. When you broke up with her, she definitively turned the page and she met me. So, thank you so much buddy because I couldn’t be happier.”]
“He didn’t break up with me.” You whispered, pouting a little.
“In this entire romantic sentence that’s all you, see?”
“Well…” you bite your bottom lip.
[“It’s cool if you could stop texting her, calling her, and sending your ugly dick in a video.”]
San who was looking at the messages too laughed. “Polite you said?”
[“I will personally block your account from Y/N social media and hope that you can turn the page too. Otherwise, we will have a problem and I don’t think that you want to mess up with me.”]
“Calm?” Added San.
[“Have a nice day.”]
You knew that your ex-boyfriend wouldn’t appreciate this message, but you doubt that he would continue to run after you.
“Tell me if he sends something again.” Demanded Wooyoung, giving your phone back.
“Sure.”
“Jeez, this fight made me hungry!”
“Fight?” Repeated Hongjoong. “You just typed a message.”
“Yeah, but for him, it will be like he received 2 high kicks in the face.” He smirked.

JONGHO

You were enjoying a chill dinner with your boyfriend.
Everything was fine until your phone buzzed on the table.
Jongho wouldn’t say anything, but you just turned the screen on the table and looked mad.
“It’s work?”
“No, just my ex.” You said, annoyed.
Jongho’s body tensed.
He always had trust issues, especially when it’s related to you.
He has insecurities about his body or facial expression, he knows he is good-looking. But sometimes, his brain tells him that he doesn’t deserve you.
He got lucky to get someone like you because not every girl would accept to spend Valentine’s Day alone or any significant dates.
Some night, he was looking at you when he couldn’t sleep. Jongho was wondering how someone like him can met someone like you.
You were pretty, even if sometimes you thought the opposite, you were funny, kind, and adorable. When he declines or cancels a plan at the last minute, you’re never mad.
He can tell that you are disappointed, but you never made a scene or asked him to choose between his career and you.
He was thankful for all you do for him.
But knowing that your ex-boyfriend was trying to contact you, made him freak out.
Jongho’s is practically absent, then he knows that in some aspect he couldn’t win against him.
Even if sometimes you were denying it, you were clingy and you liked to get some attention.
And Jongho couldn’t give you that most of the time.
“Everything is fine babe? You look pale?” You asked, worrying that his meal made him sick.
The maknae shook his head and gave you a fake smile. “I’m good, I just dozed off for a second.”
You didn’t add anything. The weird and tense atmosphere that settled between you was disagreeable. It felt like these times when both of you are mad because of a stupid argument.
Jongho felt it too and decided to talk about this situation.
“Why is your ex calling you?”
You shrugged, rolled your fork in the carbonara spaghetti. “I don’t know. Maybe he’s single again.”
“That doesn’t make sense.” Claimed Jongho.
“It never does with him.” You sighed. “He can’t stay single. I don’t know why.”
“He’s maybe afraid of being alone. Some people are like that.”
“He’s good-looking.” You started. “He can have any girl or boy in this city. Why does he need to contact me repeatedly?”
You were confused and frustrated. Every time you felt good again, he was coming back as if was spying your entire life.
“Why don’t you block him?”
“I did, but he’s calling me with his friend’s number or with another account on social media.”
“We can ask the police to do something.” He suggested seriously.
You raised a brow, “no way. I don’t want this issue to end at the police station.”
“But it’s toxic for you to stay like this.”
“He will stop soon. In 2 days, he would probably meet someone.”
“Y/N.”
“Don’t worry, I’m a grown girl and I know how to deal with him.”
Just when you started to feel well again, your phone buzzed on the table.
Without hesitation and probably because of the adrenaline, Jongho grabbed it before you.
“Jong-”
“Can you stop calling my girlfriend?” He said angrily.
Jongho heard him hesitating for a second, but he finally apologized.
“Understand?” He asked aggressively, trying to be sure he understood the message.
“Thank you.” He concluded before hanging up.
“What did he say?” You asked curiously. It was a quick exchange.
“He won’t bother you again.” He smiled proudly.
“I ask him to leave me alone at least a thousand times and he never did.”
“It’s because I scared him.”
“You are my hero if he never calls me again.”
“Okay then be ready to buy me a cape.” He winked.

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❦ Genre: Angst / Suggestive (but a tiny bit).

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

“You are already leaving?”

“It’s almost 2 AM.”

“You can sleep here if you want to.” You said, sitting against the headboard.

“Y/N.”

“What?” You asked as if you didn’t know the rules.

“We were okay about our routine.” He sighed. “We see each other just when we are horny.”

You knew this “rule” perfectly, but you couldn’t help but feel hurt every time he would say something like this.

“We are friends with benefits.” He concluded.

“It doesn’t mean you can’t sleep here. It’s late and I don’t think you will find a taxi around here anymore.”

“I can walk.”

“Walk? The dorm is 1 hour away?”

“I don’t mind.”

You snorted, “so you prefer to walk in the rain instead of staying there with me?”

“The way you resume the situation feels like I’m the villain and the heartless one between us.”

“Kinda.” You whispered.

He simply sighed and got up from the bed.

As always, you were watching him putting back his clothes on. And as always, he wouldn’t address a word to you.

You were totally fine at first with only calling each other to have sex, but you accidentally caught feeling for Seonghwa. You couldn’t tell him otherwise; he would just disappear and you won’t be able to see him again. But, when he’s leaving this way, you just want to convince him to stay and to be just next to you.

“Do you need to work tomorrow?”

“No, it’s Sunday.” He replied, putting his white shirt on.

“Then it’s another reason to stay until the morning.” You insisted, acting like you just wanted to be nice.

“I’m going back home now Y/N.”

“But it’s pouring outside. You are going to be sick well before entering the dorm.”

“Y/N.” He raised his voice.

Seonghwa wasn’t aggressive. But when something pisses him off, he just says it.

The way he pronounced your name, you knew that he would hurt your feelings.

“I know about your little game.” He started.

“My little game?”

“You love me.” He claimed, looking at you right in the eyes.

You remained quiet. You always tried to keep it low and to refrain your love to him, but you forgot that he was one the smartest people you know.

“I don’t. We are only friends with benefits.” You lied, secretly playing with the hem of his hoodie under the cover. “I get it.”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” He asked, his facial expression full of disdain. “You are not acting as a simple sex friend with me. Or at least not anymore.”

“I do.”

“Then why do you text me so much?” He pointed at his phone on the nightstand.

“I’m just making sure you have a nice day?” Your voice cracked. “I don’t know it was a bad thing.”

“That’s not what sex friends do.” He declared. “We were okay to just text each other when we want to-”

“Correct me if I’m wrong but in the expression “sex friends” there’s “friends” inside.”

This excuse was lame to you, but you needed to win this argument.

“We established rules that were good for each of us. No feelings, no dates, no arguments. Just sex.” He recapitulated.

“I’m just texting you casually, nothing much. Like I do with a friend.” You raised your voice as well.

“Our rules-”

“Oh stop! Screw the rules! I’m just a human who wants to text you!” You replied.

Seonghwa remained quiet. You wouldn’t give up easily and admit that you had feelings for him.

“If it bothers you that much then I will stop.” You replied coldly.

“So, you are not in love with me?” He asked.

“No. I’m not stupid.”

“Then why you said to Hongjoong that you had?”

Your heart missed a beat.

You ate with the leader at the restaurant this week and you accidentally said that you caught feelings for Seonghwa.

Hongjoong promised that he wouldn’t say anything but seems like he didn’t keep his promise.

“I was drunk.”

“Please. I’m not stupid Y/N.” He sighed, taking his jacket on the floor.

“Okay! Maybe I do have feelings for you, but is it really important?”

“Of course, it is.”

“And why?” You grunted.

“Because I don’t have any feelings for you.”

A part of you wasn’t surprised that Seonghwa wasn’t attracted to you. But the other side was still hoping for it.

“We can’t do this anymore.” He claimed, with a weak voice.

You had plenty of things to say, but nothing could come out of your mouth right now. You were just so sad and mad to yourself for falling in love with someone like him.

Your closest friends advised you to not playing this dangerous game, especially with Seonghwa.

“I’m sorry if you imagined a romance with me or another romantic and bullshit stuff.” He started, not softening any of his words to you. “But you knew it. It’s only sex. It’s your fault if you fell for me.”

“My fault?” You glared at him. “My fault? I am responsible for how my heart acts toward you?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, surprise Park Seonghwa, we are not all an empty and heartless rock like you. We all have feelings, and we can’t control them.”

He was surprised by the way you were talking to him. He never saw this side of you.

“Believe me, if I could have the choice to fall in love with you, I wouldn’t.” You concluded.

You stood up and went to the bathroom.

You didn’t want to cry in front of him. You needed to keep your composure no matter what.

Hands and lips shaking, you turned on the water in the sink. You hoped that it would help to hide your sobs.

You stayed like this 2 minutes before you heard the entrance door slamming.

It was at this moment that you let it go.

This scream and pain that you kept in your throat, were reasoning in the bathroom.

These tears in your eyes were burning your face.

Your hands were holding the sink, but it was quickly hard for you to keep standing on your legs. Your knees just gave up on you and you shivered when the cold floor surface brushed your body.

Why did you have to be so stupid to think that you could live something with Seonghwa?

❦ Genre: Angst.

❦ Pairing: OT8.

❦ Word count: 4K.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

HONGJOONG(w/ Jongho)

[“Yeah Hyung… I know.”] Sighed Jongho, not even listening to his leader. [“Come on Hyung, just pick me up in front of the mall. I won’t move.”]
Jongho rolled his eyes, annoyed.
[“See you in few minutes Hongjoong Hyung…”] He said, instantly hanging up.
He made sure that the leader couldn’t hear him at all, “he’s being really moody these days.” Jongho shrugged at his own interrogation.
He was sipping at his usual Ice Americano, when he saw you crossing the road just in front of him. He immediately waved to you.
The shy smile on your face was forced, and he could tell it.
“Y/N! Long time no see!” He greeted you.
“Hi Jongho.” You greeted him with a weak voice.
“Where have you been? We were all craving for your tasty and spicy chicken these days.”
“I gave the recipe to Wooyoung.”
“Won’t taste like yours for sure.” He giggled.
“Oh Hongjoong is on the way. We are going to the cinema. Do you want to join?” He offered.
“No, thank you.” You straightly declined.
“Okay then… just wait for him.”
“No, I gotta go.”
“Ah? Really? We can get you anywhere you want though, we have the ca-”
“Jongho, we broke up. So no, I won’t go anywhere with him. Or with you anymore.” You stated, pissed and sad.
“W-I-Sorry.” He stuttered. “I didn’t know about that.”
“It’s okay… sorry I’ve almost shouted at you.” You wiped your eyes, bearing a fake smile.
“Can I ask why? Everything seemed pretty fine between you.”
“Well…”

“Hello buddy. Are you ready for the best movie of all time?” Asked Hongjoong, smiling widely at the maknae. “Jumanji here we aaare!”
“You cheated on Y/N?” Jongho asked without any hesitation.
Hongjoong looked at him, completely taken aback.
“Who told you that?”
“I just met Y/N and asked her why she wasn’t coming anymore.”
“Listen, it was an accident.”
“An… accident? Did you “accidentally”, he air quoted, “fell, penis first in another girl?”
“Don’t talk to me like this, Jongho.” Said Hongjoong, raising his voice.
“Yeah, I don’t even want to talk to you!” Replied Jongho. “You are so disgusting.”
“Jongho, I feel already bad y-”
“No! You are living well right now. While Y/N is devastated. She cries every time someone mentions your name. Her eyes are puffy, but I don’t know how, she keeps smiling.” Started Jongho. “You are living like nothing happened, but she’s living with a broken heart now. She suffers.”
“I KNOW!” Claimed Hongjoong. “I really fucked up.”
“At least, it’s a good thing that you admit it.” Said Jongho, ironically.
The maknae didn’t say anything else and opened the door.
“Where are you going?”
“Anywhere you are not.” He replied, getting out of the car.
Hongjoong sighed and hit his head on the steering wheel. “Shit…”

SEONGHWA (w/ Mingi)

“Jeez, this is so boring today.” Sighed Mingi, zapping the channel for the 100th time in a minute.
“I should have at least gone with them…”
The tall boy was still on hiatus because of his heart, but he was definitely feeling better now. He could start and join other members during the group schedule, but couldn’t go right in front of the camera.
“Why was I so lazy this morning?” He facepalmed. “And now I am talking to myself!”
Mingi fell down on the couch, the fabric shaking beneath him.
A loud knock startled him.
“Huh? I didn’t order anything today… or did I?” He kept asking himself. “You are going crazy, Song Mingi.”
He pushed the pillow off him and ran to the door.
You were the last person he would imagine seeing when he opened the entrance door.
“Hel-”
“Where’s Seonghwa?” You asked angrily, almost pushing Mingi on the wall behind.”
“At a broadcast with the gr-”
“Where is he then?” You repeated. “I need the address.”
Mingi was half scared and half confused.
“Y/N what is going on? You are so-”
“Angry? Mad? Sad? Exhausted? Depressed? Heartbroken?” You stepped in front of him.
“Y-Yeah.” He gulped.
“Wouldn’t you too when you found out that your boyfriend is seeing someone else, in your back?”
Mingi’s eyes opened widely. You doubted for a moment that one of them would roll on the floor.
“Seonghwa Hyung?”
“Yes, your lovely Seonghwa Hyung, is a cheater.” You declared. “He’s been dating a random girl for at least a month now.” You explained, fist clenched.
Everything happened so fast in Mingi’s head.
All the time Seonghwa was coming back late, but you were present at the dorm.
“Meeting friends huh-” he rolled his eyes.
“So now… can you give me the adresse?” You asked one again, gentlier.
“How did you learn about her?” Asked Mingi.
“This bitch is my colleague. And I had my lil’ assumptions, so I took his phone at night.” You sighed. “He might have met her while he was waiting for me.”
“This bastard…” Whispered Mingi.
“Please Mingi, I need to know the whole story and why he did that to me.”
“I can’t let you go there and ruin the broadcast.” He said seriously, thinking about his career before everything. And you couldn’t blame it for that.
“But they’re done in 3 hours, so you wait Seonghwa here. With me.” He suggested it nicely.
Because of his kindness and maybe because you realized that the members weren’t involved in Seonghwa’s fault, you nodded.
Lucky for you, Mingi was there to remind you of some priorities.
“Let’s sit on the couch.”
“Wait Mingi.” You held his forearm. “I don’t think I’ll be able to stay here. It reminds me so much t-”
“I got it. Let’s walk a bit.”
“You are not compelled to do that.” You gave him a shy smile.
“I do like you. You are a good friend to me. So I won’t leave you alone.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t worry. I won’t let him win like this.” He claimed seriously.

YUNHO (w/ San)

San shouted in his room when he finally won his game.
It’s been 1h25 that he was leading his team to the victory.
As he was congratulating his teammates and jumping in the room, he noticed that Yunho wasn’t in his bed anymore.
“Shit, maybe I was too loud.” He felt bad for a second.
[“Afk 10 minutes. Take a good break and see you in 10 minutes for the next round.”]
San threw his headphones on the desk and opened the door as quietly as possible.
As expected, the dorm was quiet, everybody was sleeping.
San hoped to see Yunho sleeping on the couch, but nobody.
“Yunho?” He muttered.
Not daring to check in the whole apartment, he walked back toward his bedroom.
“Maybe he’s sleeping in Mingi’s bed.”
He stopped in his deduction when he heard a sniffle coming from the kitchen.
He wasn’t sure that he heard it well, but to be sure, he just walked there.
Because of the scary atmosphere and this weird silhouette in the middle of the room, he rushed to turn on the light.
For a short second, his stare crossed Yunho’s one. Even if the eye-contact was too fast, San could definitely see that he was crying.
“What’s happening?” He asked, worried.
His tall friend was hiding his eyes behind his messy bang, head bent. He didn’t have enough courage to look at San.
“Yunho Hyung, you are scaring me…”
“Y/N and I broke up today.” He said quickly, as if he was ripping an aid-band.
San was surprised, but he tried to keep his usual poker face.
“Why? Yesterday you-”
“I cheated on her.” Said Yunho, disgusted with himself.
“You what?”
“I slept with someone else…” his voice cracked. “And I totally regret it. I don’t even know why I did such a thing.”
Yunho sobbed, hiding his face behind his large hand, “and I don’t know why I did that to her.”
San ignored what to say.
He could tell that Yunho was feeling bad, but what he did was wrong. Absolutely wrong.
“How did she take it?” He asked, arms crossed on his chest.
“She was so… devastated.” He sobbed once again, wiping his nose with his hoodie. “I don’t think I would be able to forget the expression on her face.” His lips started to shake uncontrollably. “I never thought I would be the reason for her sadness.
“Well, what did you expect? You cheated on her. ” Sighed San.
“If I could rewind time, I would never do that again. How could I’ve been so stupid?”
San decided to show some support to his friend, but not too much. So he just stood up next to him and rubbed his back.
“What you did is bad. Sadly, it’s too late.” Started San. “As a punishment, you will need to live with this shame for a long time. And even if I consider you as my brother… you deserve it.”
Hearing these words made Yunho burst into tears.
San knew that Yunho would learn from his mistake.
Maybe one day you will forgive him. Who knows?
But he would need to apologize a ton of times before.

YEOSANG (w/ Wooyoung)

You exit another ship, hands empty.
“I can’t believe we can’t find anything for his birthday.” Growled Wooyoung.
“He can buy everything he wants now, so…” You sighed.
“Oh Y/N! What about this beret?” He yelled, almost hitting you by pointing at the shop on your left.
When you had a glimpse of it, you both ran there.
“Have you seen the price?” You asked.
“We can split it.”
“Aren’t you an idol?” You raised a brow.
“Let’s go in.”
He completely ignored what you’ve said.

15 minutes later, you finally got out with a gift that could make Yeosang surprised and happy.
“I’m poor,” you looked again at the receipt.
“WE ARE.” Rectified Wooyoung.
“He better wear it for the year.”
You giggled, already imagining his reaction to this beret. He will love it for sure.
“Oh, isn’t it Yeosang?” Pointed Wooyoung.
You stared at the direction.
Effectively, your boyfriend was staring right at his phone, in front of your favorite clothes’ brand.
“Seems like he’s trying to surprise you too.” Smiled Wooyoung.
You felt proud and happy for a second.
Until some girl ran to him, giving him a warm hug.
Wooyoung was immediately positive, “maybe that’s his friend.”
His face decomposed when Yeosang held her chin with his hand to pull her in a soft kiss.
“Yo what the fuck!”
You were too shocked to say anything.
The voice in your head was repeating that it was not your boyfriend but someone else who looked exactly like him.
You were focused on the terrible scene that you didn’t tilt when Wooyoung walked toward them.
“Kang Yeosang!” He shouted.
The look in his eyes was terrifying. For sure Yeosang thought about running away for a moment.
“Wooyoung what are-”
Wooyoung, not thinking twice, punched him right in the cheek. A group of girls gasped at the scene.
Yeosang fell right next to his hidden girlfriend.
“What am I doing here? You kidding? The real question is what are YOU doing? And who’s she?”
The usually loud boy was ready to punch his closest friend one more time, but you arrived right on time to grab his fist. “Wooyoung stop!”
You almost begged him, with tears sliding on your face.
“Y-Y/N.” Stuttered Yeosang.
“Let’s go Wooyoung. I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
You pulled his arm to you, trying to dissuade him from fighting with your boyfriend.
“I can’t believe that you are this type of man! Bullshit!”
“Wooyoung let’s go.” You repeated.
“Y/N, wait- it’s not what you-”
Instinctively, you slapped him.
The sound was so loud that it startled you too.
“Don’t even talk to me.” You said angrily. “You are a stranger to me.”
“Y/N-” he kept saying.
You threw the bag which contained his birthday gift, on his chest. Hoping it would hurt his heart as he just did.
“Let’s go.” You grabbed Wooyoung forearm, once again and walked toward the exit.
“Y/N, are you okay?” He asked, as he couldn’t see your face.
“Just take me home please.” You said, trying to not break down in the middle of the street.
Wooyoung knew that you were broken right now. That’s why he remained quiet.
He would wait for you to be ready to talk, to cry or to scream your lungs about what just happened. As a good friend.

SAN (w/ Seonghwa)

Seonghwa was really happy. Finally, after an intense schedule because of Kingdom, he could take time to rest.
So tonight, he would enjoy a good movie with his favorite meal: Aiogli Pasta.
He almost ran in the staircase from excitement.
“Who’s going to enjoy a little time by himself? Park Seonghwa!” He claimed happily.
He almost had a stroke when he saw the dorm’s door wide open. Not only that, but he prayed to see a member there and not a thief.
“Y/N calm down!”
He raised a brow at his close friend’s voice.
Why does he have a bad feeling now?
He quietly entered the apartment. Clothes were spread on the floor and bags were packed messily.
“San?” He called his friend, his stare saying everything.
“Hyung?” Said San, freaking out at the right of the eldest member standing there.
“What is going on?”
“Huh… I-I-” He stuttered, incapable of saying the truth.
San was confused, the situation was terrible right now.
“Choi San, tell me what’s going on.”
You stepped in looking furious and depressed. “Yeah San, tell Seonghwa what is happening. Tell him that you are a fucking bastard!” You threw your necklace on him. Of course, the one he bought for you.
Seonghwa was shocked. You’ve never been this aggressive before.
“Tell him that every time you could, you were sleeping with your neighbor!” You shouted.
“You what?”
“He’s sleeping with this bitch upstairs. I hope you’re hearing me well!” You screamed loud enough louder for the whole building to hear.
“I’m not sleeping with her-”
“How do you define someone who’s sucking on someone else’s titties like a fucking newborn?” You asked, throwing the hoodie you like the most, on his chest.
“Y/N calm down! You won’t help at all by being vio-”
“Ask me if I care, Seonghwa.” You replied.
Inside, you were sorry for being this rude.
“Listen Y/N, I wasn’t completely me. I was so lost and confused after our argument last week. I really thought we were done or that maybe-”
“You should have broken up with me instead of this!” You cried, hot tears finally sliding on your face. “You should have broken my heart before doing this to me!”
You hide your face behind your hands, crying out loud and letting the pain away.
Seoghwa really felt bad for you.
“Y/N, I’ll drive you back home.” He said, trying to put all of your clothes in these bags.
“Hyung, you don’t need to do this. It’s not your role.” Stopped San, embarrassed.
“You don’t have the right to say that when you are the one who fucked up.” He replied, seriously.
Seonghwa zipped these 2 bags and managed to hold your hand, which was shaking and wet because of your tears. But he didn’t mind.
“We are going to talk about that when I’m back.” He stared at San. “And with our manager.”
“Hyung!”
“Let’s go Y/N.”
You couldn’t say how much you were thankful to Seonghwa. He could have been disgusted by your attitude, but he helped you instead. It made the pain 0.5% less painful.

MINGI (w/ Hongjoong)

“Mingi, are you listening to me?” Asked Hongjoong, sitting behind him.
“Hm? Yeah- I mean no.” He stopped, before lying more. “I was lost in my thoughts.”
“You are really lost in them these days.” You stated, rubbing his nape. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I’m just tired.” He gave you a shy smile.
You knew him too well to ignore that his smile was completely fake.
“Well, are you okay for Y/N to come with us to Jeju?”
He hesitated. Not because he didn’t want you to come, but because he felt awful.

For his closest friend’s birthday, they went to a bar.
Everything went really well, he had so much fun.
Until this girl came. He kindly rejected her, saying that he was taken, but more and more he was drinking, you quickly became a forgettable detail.
Next thing he remembered was to wake up in her bed the next morning.
He had a quick souvenir, grabbing his phone first and saw all of your messages, telling him to have fun and to take care of his glasses.
“Seems like he doesn’t want me to come.” You laughed, a bit nervously though.
“Would you still want to come if I tell you that I cheated on you last week?”
A silence settled in the van. Hongjoong and you were looking at him. Even the driver kept glancing at Mingi through the mirror.
“Mingi, what are you saying?” You giggled nervously.
“I slept with someone else during Mike’s birthday.” He avoided looking at any of you.
“I know it’s none of my business but… you are kidding right?” Asked the leader.
Mingi shook his head, at the edge of crying. He didn’t plan to say it now, but his heart couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mingi-” you started. “Did you-”
“I’m so sorry. You can’t even imagine how I hate myself now.”
“I… I need to get out of the car.” You said, suffocating in this little space.
Lucky for you, the van was stopped at a red light.
You didn’t even pick your jacket or bag, but quickly hopped off. You almost did not have the strength to stand up. Everything was dizzy.
“Y/N-” Called Mingi, determined to follow you and apologize as much as possible.
“Don’t.” Ordered Hongjoong. “You’ve done enough already.”
“I feel bad already, thank you.” Mingi rolled his eyes. But I can’t let her go like that. In this state.”
“Give Y/N some time to think about this situation. It’s not easy to process this kind of thing.”
“And what if she doesn’t want to talk with me anymore?”
“Then you deserve it.” He replied. “You have no right to tell her how to think or just to ask for a second chance, when you have been an ass.”
Mingi ran his hand through his black hair, frustrated and sad. He was really scared to lose you for good.

WOOYOUNG (w/ Yunho)

“Son! Don’t forget to eat and to rest enough.”
“Yeah mom. I always do.” Smiled Yunho. “You are going to miss your train now!”
“Ah… you want to get rid of your mother so bad, huh?” She smiled warmly at him.
“No, I just want you to lose your money.”
“My son is a businessman now.” She giggled, laughing out loud.
“I’ll go. Take care of you Yunho.”
Yunho hugged his mom tightly, and finally proceeded to let her go.
“Text me when you are home!” He yelled before she disappeared.
He was looking at the security men, checking if all the doors were well closed and locked, before the train started.
Just when he was about to wave, thinking that his mother would spot him, he heard Wooyoung’s laugh, not far away from here.
At the moment, he was right behind Yunho, in front of another train.
Wooyoung was waving to this girl, who Yunho knew really well.
It was Wooyoung ex-girlfriend.
“Don’t forget that I love you!” She waved to him back.
“I love you too Angel!” Replied Wooyoung, throwing kisses to her.
Yunho isn’t stupid. He immediately understood what was going on.
“Jung Wooyoung!” Called Yunhoo, angry expression on his face, hands in his pocket.
“Oh- Hyung? Since when are you there?” Asked Wooyoung.
“Well… Enough to see that you are back with Minseul.”
“She came back to Seoul, just for a week, so…”
“Is Y/N aware of you saying “I love you” to someone else?” Asked Yunho. “Or even more if I take a look at the hickey on your neck.”
Wooyoung immediately covered his neck, “please don’t tell her.”
“I won’t.” He replied frankly.
“Thanks Hyung.” Said Wooyoung, relieved.
“I won’t tell her, because you will be the one telling her.”
“I can’t do that! She will be so sad if-”
“You should have thought about that earlier.”
“Hyung!”
“Tell her or I will.” He claimed seriously.
Wooyoung rubbed his nape, completely nervous.
“I don’t know what you were expecting.” Started Yunho. “To have fun with your ex-girlfriend and get back to Y/N as nothing happened?”
“N-No…”
“You are so pathetic. And I’m so disappointed.” He said. “Come back to the dorm when Y/N will know about this situation.”
Yunho turned back without saying anything. He wasn’t sorry for what he said to Wooyoung. But he was sorry for you. He couldn’t even imagine your pain right now.

JONGHO (w/ Yeosang)

Yeosang was alone in the practice room. He was practicing so hard for the Kingdom’s finale.
He really felt like it would be his time to shine. All the members went back to the dorm, except Jongho who went to Cube Entertainment to practice with the vocal team.
Yeosang repeated his main part one more time before checking the door when he saw you entering.
“Hi Y/N!” He greeted you, turning down the volume. “Are you looking for Jongho?”
You bowed politely to him and nodded, without saying anything else.
Yeosang noticed that you seemed a bit overwhelmed, but it was none of his business. And after all, you were Jongho’s girlfriend. He would know how to comfort you.
“He went practicing for the Kingdom vocal special stage.” He said. “Maybe you should wait for him at the dorm.”
You bite your bottom lip hardly, almost having the taste of blood on your tongue.
It has been almost a minute that you’ve been there, and you still didn’t say anything.
“Y/N? You okay?” He stepped in front of you.
Of course, at this question, a sob escaped. You immediately covered your mouth. Your eyes were shut down tightly.
“Y/N?” Insisted Yeosang.
He ignored what to do but, for sure he wouldn’t leave you here, alone.
“Do you want me to call Jongho? Or to bring you there?”
“Did you know?” You asked for voice cracking.
“Know what?”
“That Jongho was seeing this girl?”
“This girl?”
You took all your courage you had left and explained to Yeosang.
“Jongho started to see someone else since Kingdom started. He was non-stop lying to me, telling me that you were all practicing so hard for it.” You paused, searching for your words. “I-I was so stupid.” You declared, shaking your head.”
“Well, I don’t think that Jongho is cheating on you.”
“Do you want me to prove it?”
Yeosang nodded.
“Call Seungmin, from Stray Kids. Pretty sure there’s no repetition.”
Your friend immediately took his phone. He didn’t want to believe this, but you wouldn’t lie for sure.
When he looked for Seungmin’s number, he couldn’t help but to hope you were completely wrong.
Yeosang put the speaker on and waited.
[“Hello?”]
[“Hi Seungmin. Are you practicing right now?”]
[“No, Eungwhan sunbaenim is busy so we re-scheduled it.”]
“This bastard…” Asked Yeosang.
[“Huh?”]
[“I’ll call you back, friend. Thank you!”]
The moment you had the proof that he was probably with her again, you burst into tears. Yeosang couldn’t believe it. He helped you to sit on the couch before your knees gave up on you. Secretly, he texted Jongho.
[“I know about your little affair. Comeback at KQ in 15 minutes, or I’ll need to let our CEO know about you being a fucking cheater.”]
Yeosang threw his phone on the desk, behind you.
“Don’t worry Y/N. We will know everything about this issue. He’s not going to be free so quickly.”

❦ Genre: Fluff & Suggestive.

❦ Pairing:OT8.

❦ Word count:3K.

❦ Requested: Heck yes lol, thank you!

❦ A/N Note: ⚠️Since I took againaneternity to post it, I advice to read the first part again (or for the first time)! Thank you for liking the 1st one tho! hehe

HONGJOONG

Jongho called the leader once again, even waved in front of his face but still nothing.
“Is he ignoring me?” He asked San.
His friends shrugged. “He’s lost in his thoughts. And he’s probably really far away from here.”
“HYUNG!” Yelled Jongho in the leader’s ear.
His brain finally reconnected to the reality. “The hell-”
“It’s been 2 minutes since I’m trying to get your attention.” Said Jongho, a bit pissed.
“What’s going on?” He grabbed his phone, hoping to see any notification.
“We need to go back practicing.”
“Ah…. then I’ll join in 2 minutes. I need to call someone.” He said, leaving the room.
“What on the earth is going on with him?” Whispered San.
“No idea.” Replied the maknae.
Hongjoong went to the restroom, the most far away from the practice room, just to be sure that nobody will bother him.
“Okay, please babe pick up.” He begged quietly plugging his Air Pods on.
[“Hello, it’s the girl who always chosen after her boyfriend’s career. What can I do for you?”]
At least you didn’t lose your humor sense.

[“Babe I’m sorry.”] Apologized Hongjoong.
[“You are sorry for what exactly?”]
[“For ruining the intimate moment, we were about to share.”]
[“And?”]
Hongjoong rolled his eyes. Good thing for him you weren’t able to see it.
[“And to always let my career pass before you.”]
[“And?”] You repeated.
Your boyfriend was confused for a second. He ignored for what he needed to apologize.
[“And… and…”] he stuttered. [“I don’t know.”]
He heard a long and heavy growl coming from your side.
[“Well. I guess it’s already more than fine.”] You claimed.
[“What do you wanted me to say?”] He asked curiously.
[“I don’t know… maybe something like ‘to apologize, I’m coming right now and for sure tomorrow you won’t be able to walk’.”] You said, imitating his voice.
[“Are you on your period?”] Asked Hongjoong. He knew you so well that he immediately understands when you dirty talked to him, without even a simple stutter.
You let a quick silence settle before finally say: [“Yeah.”]
[“Then let’s wait a little bit longer then.”] He sneered.
[“Coward.”] You replied.
[“Love you too.”]
[“Me too.”]
[“So, we are good?”] He asked.
[“Give me at least a hug and we will be good.”] You replied.
[“See you tonight then.”] He smiled.

SEONGHWA

[“Hello! You are on Y/N’s voicemail I’m not av-”]
Seonghwa growled and let his phone fall on the couch.
“She’s not answering I guess.” Claimed Mingi.
“No.” Seonghwa rolled his eyes. “She’s ghosting me since… 2 days now.”
“Did you try to meet her at school?”
“Yeah. I’ve waited 3 hours there. To finally remember that she’s on spring break.”
“And at her apartment?” Asked Mingi.
“Of course, Sherlock. But nothing.” Sighed Seonghwa. “It’s like she disappeared.”
Mingi raised a brow. “She’s probably doing her own life.”
The eldest member was suddenly hit by the reality.
“Mingi you are a genius!”
“Yeah, I know but why?”
“We are Thursday!” Claimed Seonghwa, putting his shoes on.
“Yeah and?”
“Y/N is doing her laundry every Thursday evening! She might be there.”
Seonghwa left the dorm so quickly that Mingi was still processing what just happened.
“The beck is wrong with him…”
Your boyfriend ran to the laundry shop which you are used to go. He prayed the whole way, that you would be sitting there, reading a book or watching a ton of TikTok while your clothes were washing.
His heart missed a beat when he spotted you there. As fast as possible, he opened the door.
“Babe!”
“Hwa?” You raised a brow.
“You came here to tell me how to wash my stuff?”
Seonghwa ignored your question and turned around. He saw a cute grandma tidying her clothes.
“Excuse me ma’am. But I will need you to leave quickly because I’m about to take my girlfriend, right here and right now.”
“Seonghwa!” You yelled, outrageously.
“Oh, it’s okay darling. I was young too.” Giggled the old lady.
You grabbed your boyfriend by the wrist and guided him outside.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” You asked, mad.
“I want to apologize!”
“Do you think it’s the right way to do it?”
“I want to prove you that nothing can bother me to have sex with you now. Not a stain and not even an old grandma.”
“And the CCTV?” You pointed at the camera fixed where you were standing 2 minutes ago.
“I don’t mind having public.” He smirked.
“You are unbelievable.” You sneered.
“Does it mean you are forgiving me?”
“Maybe.” You replied cockily while entering back inside.
“Grr. I love when you play hard-to-get.”
“What the hell happened to you Park Seonghwa.” You laughed happily.

YUNHO

Yunho was tormented.
It was 3AM and he didn’t close his eyes for a second.
He was staring at the white ceiling, trying to know how to resolve this situation.
You didn’t talk to him after the little incident.
Yunho understood why you were mad. He didn’t tell you the truth and the real reason behind his shyness.
He glanced at you. The sheet was barely covering your back.
He was about to put it right, but the little voice in his head claimed that it was a bad idea.
So, he stared at the big spec between both of you.
For sure, you could put a third person in the middle.
Yunho sighed. What could you to be less mad?
The reason of why he decided to stop earlier was because of the stress, not because you weren’t attractive enough. It was the opposite actually.
He truly believes that you will think that is too dumb. Just because he’s scared of doing something wrong. Or worse hurting you.
But more he was thinking, more it started to be overwhelming for him.
“Y/N.” He whispered.
“Hm?” You muttered sleepily.
“Y/N.”
“What? It’s 3AM.” You grunted, still not facing him.
“I’m sorry for what happened this evening. I was terrified. I don’t want to do anything wrong with you.” He continued. “I really find you attractive. Even too much sometimes but… I want to have sex with you of course.”
You couldn’t help but to smile secretly. His words were well chosen. All the insecurities you had earlier were vanished.
Yunho stayed quiet for few seconds, waiting for you to say something, but instead you handed your hand, still facing the wall.
He understood that it was an invitation to cuddle.
“So, we are good now?” He asked, positioning behind you.
“Yeah.” You replied, rubbing his hand which was resting on your stomach.
“Cool.” He whispered, finally relaxing.
“Thank you for telling me.” You said.
“So… do you want to try it right now?” He shyly asked.
“I’m tired Yunho.” You declined.
“Sure. Okay. No problem.” He replied. “But can we change our position because you are waking up the ‘beast’?”
You laughed when you felt his boner pocking on your butt.
“Told you… you were too much attractive sometimes.” He giggled, blushing a bit.

YEOSANG

A new notification. But not coming from you.
Yeosang was waiting for you to send a message like you usually do in the morning. But the next day after your little and stupid argument, you were remaining silent.
“She should have sent a message already. It’s 10AM.” Said Yeosang, frustrated.
“Just let her breath.” Sighed Jongho, playing PlayStation on the upper bed.
“I didn’t send a text to her yet. She should be the one apologizing.”
“Why?”
“We are 2 making love. So? She can buy condoms for me too!”
“You right.” Started Jongho. “But you should always have a pack or at least one, on you.”
“On which side are you?” Growled Yeosang.
“None. Your intimacy isn’t my business. But I just admitted that both of you are wrong.” Declared the maknae.
“Since when are you so mature?” Sighed his friend. “I need someone who can tell that I’m right.”
Jongho stayed quiet. He would never say something like this when knew he was 100% right.
“And she would never buy one because she would be ashamed of it.” Added Yeosang.
“The cashier doesn’t care. You are not the only one in the earth to buy one.” Replied Jongho.
“We are going to see if you have the same speech when you’ll buy for yourself.”
“I do already.”
“W-wait what?”
Just when Yeosang was getting curious, you entered the room like a storm.
“Kang Yeosang!”
You threw the plastic bag on him.
“What th- ouch!”
“Jongho, I will ask you to leave the room for an hour. Or 2.” You removed your jacket.
Yeosang opened the bag and threw everything on the bed.
His eyes widened when he saw a dozen condoms’ pack.
“The hell Y/N-”
“I bought exactly 12 packs to show that you don’t need to be ashamed about it and that no one cares.”
Jongho exited the room completely flustered, but with a bigger esteem for you.
“Okay now remove your pants.” You ordered, pulling out your hoodie.
“Like? Right now? Not even a make out-”
“It’s been 10 hours that I’m waiting.”
“O-Okay.”
Yeosang was a bit taken a back, but it was fast forgotten when you unclasped your bra.

SAN

You rolled on your bed once again. You were so frustrated and mad at San.
The vein on your forehead couldn’t stop popping out every time you remembered him picking up his phone.
Angrily, you covered your entire face with a pillow. Desperately, you tried to erase of these thoughts.
Just when you were finally finding some peace, the fire alarm resonated in your apartment.
You jumped out of your bed and went straight to the kitchen.
Instead of seeing a big fire, you saw San opening the window as wide as he could.
“What is going on?!” You claimed, grabbing a chair.
San was panicked as you, or even more. He was trying to push the smoke out of the room while wondering what you were doing.
On your tippytoe, you pushed the button to stop this annoying and loud noise.
“Thanks God.” Sighed San, relieved.
“The heck you are trying to do. Burn my apartment?” You turned off the stove.
“I wanted to prepare a royal breakfast for you.” He pouted, disappointed that his surprise failed.
You looked around you, now that the smoke was slowly disappearing, you could see the entire mess in the kitchen.
Flour was spread on every parcel of the counter, one or two eggs were smashed on the floor, milk was spilled on cupboard and an incredible number of dishes were stacked in the sink.
“Yeah, that’s the first time I make pancakes by myself.” He scratched his head.
“Choi San…”
“I want to apologize for yesterday! But I wanted to do it right!”
“Oh nice. So, you said ‘to apologize to Y/N because I’ve completely ghosted her to talk with my teammate that I can see every day, I’ll burn her apartment’?”
“Babe! I’m really sorry.” He apologized once again. “I will do everything you want for a week.”
“Everything?” You raised a brow, curious.
“Yeah.”
“Okay, then start by cleaning your mess.” You pointed at the counter. “After that let’s clean the entire apartment.”
“Sure.” He nodded.
“After that… we will eat at our favorite restaurant. And you are going to pay.”
“Wow. Sex must be really important for you.” Declared San, when the list didn’t stop.
“Never stop a horny woman.” You warned him.

MINGI

[“I’m parked in front of your building. Let’s talk really quick.”]
You read this text message at least 10 times to be sure you understood well.
It’s been 2 days since the practice room accident. You only exchanged few messages but nothing more.
You didn’t mind giving him a proper answer. You just put your hoodie back on, and of course by “your” it means “his”, and left the dorm, without warning your roommates. But honestly, by the way you went out, dressed like this, they could only assume that you were about to meet Mingi.
Just when you got out of the building, you spotted your boyfriend’s car, as he said, right in front of the door.
You hesitated a second, but finally hoped in.
“You should have wear something warmer. It’s cold outside.” He said instantly, when he saw your bare legs.
“Good evening to you too Mingi.” You greeted him sarcastically. “Do you drove here, just to scold me about my outfit?”
“No, of course no.” He whispered, looking right at the street in front of him.
Since, a big and awkward silence settled. None of you wanted to say something, too afraid to tell something risky and lead one of you to be mad. It felt like walking on a really straight and thin line.
You played nervously with the hem of the hoodie, which was barely covering your legs, you noticed. That’s probably why he scolded you.
For your own good. As always.
“I’m sorry.” You both apologized at the same time.
You glanced at each other, surprised and giggled cutely.
“I’m sorry.” Insisted Mingi, grabbing your hand.
“Me too.” You smiled to him.
“Sorry for almost crushing you with my weight.” He added.
“You did.”
“And sorry for almost make you bald.”
“You did it too.”
Mingi pinched your leg gently, happy to see that you were still bratty sometimes.
“Ooookay! I’m kidding! I’m sorry for what I’ve said too. That’s wasn’t really nice.”
“Yeah, it wasn’t.”
“Song Mingi-”
“Soo…” you didn’t have enough time to say anything that he started the car.
“Where are we going?” You asked enthusiastically, putting your seatbelt.
“Just want to bring you somewhere. So, we can talk about these 2 terrible days.”
“Oh, I thought you wanted to go in a Love Hotel.” You joked.
“That’s the plan too.”
“I-”

WOOYOUNG

2 weeks since your argument but 4 weeks since you shared an intimate moment.
You needed to admit that even a flick on your forehead would turn you on. You were so needy.
But no way Wooyoung could know it.
You tried your best to stay far away from him when sleeping, so you wouldn’t end by griding your butt on him, desperately.
Usually, Wooyoung was really touchy, and he would initiate a make out session the first one, but surprisingly, he only exchanged a peck or a hug from time to time.
You spotted him covering his manhood, with a blanket sometimes. He would always pretext that he is cold. But you are not dumb. He takes shower way much longer than usual tooo.
On his side, Wooyoung was really struggling to not give up the first one.
He was barely looking at you.
He knew that with only one shorty or croc-top, it was over for him.
In conclusion, you were 2 idiots trying to suppress their arousal for each other, just because of an argument.
“Do you want to watch a movie?” Offered Wooyoung.
“Sure, and I know how much you like movies.” You smirked.
Your boyfriend rolled his eyes and ignored your comment. Instead of insisting on the subject again, he played the first movie that appeared.
It was a really nice and chill one until the main actress discovered the wild side of college.
It started by a scene and then other one. Followed by 3 more.
Inside Wooyoung was hoping that you wouldn’t notice the form on his sweatpants.
“What a movie huh.” He laughed nervously.
“Yeah.” You nodded. “They are really getting it huh.”
“They are really liking these scenes.”
“They are really well made.” He replied dumbly.
“Maybe that’s what they want.”
“Of course, everyone wants that.”
“Yeah. Everyone.” You repeated.
“Everyone.”
“You exchanged a quick glance.
Wooyoung was finally the first one to give up. "Do you-”
“Heck yes!” You replied.
“You should have told me!”
“No, I was too mad at you!”
“Do you really want to argue again? Right now?” He asked.
“No.”
“Okay then go because I’m going to explode!”

JONGHO

“I still don’t understand how you ended here, right in front of my college.”
You raised a brow at Seonghwa and Yeosang.
“We were just having a cool walk and unconsciously ended here.” Replied Seonghwa, the most natural possible.
“The campus is 30 minutes away from KQ Quarter. And 30 minutes with a car.”
“We had a pretty long walk, okay?” Replied Yeosang, nervously and almost aggressively.
“Okay okay… relax dude.” You rolled your eyes.
“You should come with us a bit.” Started Seonghwa.
“There’s a park next to the campus. Let’s talk there few minutes.” Added Yeosang.
“You guys… are acting really strangely.” You claimed.
Without asking your authorization, they each picked your arm and brought you to the park.
You could fight or ask them to leave you alone, they wouldn’t.
Seonghwa almost needed oo ask people to not all the police.
“What the heck guys? I really need to study and-”
You stopped right when you saw your boyfriend sitting peacefully in front of you. A big blanket and a bunch of food were cautiously set on the grass.
“Hi babe.” Smiled Jongho.
“What is this?” You asked. “You prepared all of this?”
“Yeah.” He scratched his head. “I hope you like it.”
“And we helped.” Whispered Yeosang.
“Are you doing this because you said your coach’s name when we were making out.”
“You what?” Almost chocked Yeosang.
“Eeew, this is disgusting!” Added Seonghwa.
“It was an accident!” He rolled his eyes. “An accident.”
You crossed your arms on your chest.
“I’m really sorry baby. I swear it was only because I’ve worked with her few hours ago.” Explained Jongho.
“Anyway, it’s not like she’s sexy. She’s 60 years old and so strict and rude.” Said Seonghwa.
“She is sexy.” Said Yeosang.
All of you stared at him.
“I’m joking. Relax.” He sighed. “Y'all ready need to chill sometimes…”
“So do you want to spend an afternoon with me?” Asked the maknae.
“Of course.” You accepted happily.
“Cool! Then sit here.” He pointed at the comfy place settled between pillows.
“Thank you, Mark.”
“Mark?”
“I’m kidding!” You giggled. “1 point for me now.”
“Unbelievable.” Smiled Jongho.

❦ Genre: Angst.

❦ Pairing: Mingi.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you

You were lazily laying on the couch of your living room. The entire apartment had been quiet almost the entire evening until Mingi’s key perturbed the quietness.
As soon as you heard the door open, your eyes rolled, and your fist clenched under the blanket that was covering your lower body.
“I’m home!” He shouted from the hallway, probably removing his shoes because of the loud stomping noise in the background.
You didn’t reply. You simply sat back properly and stared at the TV screen for a second.
“Babe,” he passed his head into the door frame. “Are you sleeping?”
He had his answer when he saw your eyes staring at the screen.
“I have good news!” He said, walking to your bedroom.
Because of the texture friction, you could guess that he was changing his clothes to one more comfortable.
“You would never imagine what happened today!” He yelled, visibly enthusiastic by the situation.
“An opportunity I guess.” You mumbled.
Your boyfriend ran to the living room and jumped on the couch. Usually, it wouldn’t annoy you. You would simply scold him because it could have broken the couch, but you would giggle at least.
“You remember the performance that I absolutely wanted for the MAMA awards show?” He asked.
You simply nodded and waited for him to continue his story.
“Finally, the director contacted our manager, and I will be the one performing!” He stomped, too excited. “I can’t believe it! Finally, a solo performance.”
You were happy for him, that’s what he wanted so badly for a year. Most of the members had their time to shine, but not Mingi yet.
“Congrats.” You simply replied, not showing a single hint of happiness or excitement.
Mingi was surprised. When he announces something like this, you are the first one to jump in the entire apartment and grab a bottle of soju or beer to celebrate it. But right now, he only saw a dark expression on your face.

“Are you okay?” He asked, getting closer to you.
“Yeah.” You stood up. “I’m fine.”
Your boyfriend confirmed that something was wrong.
“I’m not sure.”
“I’m just tired.” You lied, passing by him to walk out of the room.
Not wanting to let you leave like this, he followed you, without saying anything.
Even if your room is only 7 seconds away from the living room, it seemed longer knowing that your boyfriend was trying to analyze your body language.
“Why are you mad?” He asked, hoping to have a sincere reply to this time.
“I’m not mad.”
“I know you Y/N. I know when you are mad when you are sad or even when you are hungry well before your belly growls.” He smiled, trying to relax this tense atmosphere.
“I’m fine.”
Before you could slide under the sheets, Mingi grabbed it. When you finally stared at him for the first time today, he knew that something bad was going on.
“Did I do something?”
“I’m cold.” You tried to pull the sheets on you.
“What is going on with you?” He threw the sheets completely out of the bed.
“What is going on with me?” You pointed at yourself, completely frustrated. “You should ask what is going on with you!”
“Finally, here we go.” He sighed. “What’s wrong?”
You felt mad by the way he seemed annoyed by this situation.
Usually, you never tell him when something is making you mad because nobody is perfect, and you try to live with each other’s habits. But right now, he was sighing like you had an argument the entire week.
“Never mind.” You gave up, trying to not make this situation worse.
“Just tell me. You won’t stay mad like this your entire life.”
“What if I do?” You rolled your eyes.
“Then I will leave.”
“Then leave.” You pointed at the door.
“Just tell me oh my gosh.” He sighed louder, sitting on the bed.
“You have more important things to do, no? Just go ahead?”
“What did I miss?” He wondered, understanding that he wouldn’t get any answer from you. “It’s not your birthday. We didn’t have dinner with your friends or parents…”
He was listing all the possible things that could make you mad. Finally, he realized. “Oh.”
He forgot your anniversary.
For an entire month, every day, you were talking about this, trying to organize something cool and romantic.
“I’m sorry babe, I completely forgot it was today.”
You glanced at your phone, looking at the digits on the screen: 00:28. “You mean yesterday.”
“I promise I will fix my mistake.” He grabbed both of your hands in his. “I’m so so sorry.”
You ignored if it was because you planned an entire day that didn’t go as planned or if you were really done with his behavior, but you could simply not believe him. A part of you knew that no matter what, you would never be his first choice.
You gently pushed his hand away. “I think you should sleep at the dorm this week.”
“Oh, come on babe.” He pouted. “I’m sorry, okay?”
“I don’t care if you are sorry Mingi.” You replied. “To be honest, I’m not even mad because you forgot our anniversary. I’m mad because I’m not important to you.”
“Don’t tell such a thing…” he sighed.
“I feel stupid for trying alone to save this relationship.”
“Don’t act like you are the only one trying to make things work.” He replied, visibly mad about your words.
“I do.” You chuckled nervously, trying to stop these tears from forming in your eyes. “I fucking do Mingi.”
“I try to manage my schedule and you.”
“Argh, stop lying Mingi.” You stood up.
When you are mad or nervous, you have this habit of walking around.
“In a year, you never choose me over your schedule.” You started. “Or even tried to. You simply say, “sorry let’s do this another time” every time your manager calls.”
“I can’t tell him “No” Y/N.”
“He’s the one telling you that it can wait, but no you are running there.”
“That is not true.” He stood up as well.
You were now facing each other. If someone was in front of this scene, they would never imagine that you were lovers.
“You never believe me anyway, or just listen to me.”
“I do! I do it all the time!”
“If you cared at least a bit about me, Mingi, you would have put an alarm or a reminder on your phone. I’m not this kind of lover asking for a special day for me! I know that you are busy so just a text or a vocal message would have been okay for me!”
Your boyfriend remained quiet, it’s true that he didn’t think at all about texting you today.
“If you cared about me, you would tell me “Good luck” for my last exam week! Like I fucking do for all your performance!” You continued. “There’s a complete difference between what you say and what you do.”
“I do my best.”
“Yeah, I know. But I’m at a point where “best” for you is nothing for me.”
These words felt like a bullet to him. You didn’t say it clearly, but he really understood that you were done.
“Y/N.”
Once again, you stepped back, not allowing him to disturb you with his soft touch. You were decided to make things changes or to break up right now.
“Don’t tell me that-” he started before being cut off and surprise by the sad giggle you let out.
“At least I’m glad that our anniversary was yesterday. It would be so sad to break up on this day.”
“To b- to break up. Y/N hold on!” He tried to grab your hand, but it was useless, you dodged him again.
“I would appreciate it if you could leave now.”
Your voice cracked, but you let out a fake cough, not wanting him to know you were at the edge of crying.
“I can fix that.”
“You can. But do you really want to?” You raised a brow. “Do you really want to put me as your top priority? No matter what your schedule or whatever you need to do?”
Mingi absolutely wanted to scream yes, that you count for him more than anybody else. But at the same time, he was thinking about his members who are waiting for something from him. To be there for practice and schedules.
He didn’t realize that he didn’t say a word yet, too busy thinking about his career.
You would never be mad at him for choosing his career first. You were mad at yourself thinking that you could be the number one in his life.
You knew what you were going to do when you accepted to date him a year ago, but you ignored how much pain you would endure at the same time because of this.
“Well, if you don’t have anything to say.” You pointed at the door again. “I would like to sleep. I have an exam tomorrow.”
It was a lie, but you know it would be a good excuse for him to go back to the dorm.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered, not daring to look at you.
“Me too.”
He took you all the strength you had in your body to not let these hot tears sling on your face and to not grab his hand and beg him to stay, crying out loud that you would wait for him.
You were just keeping this poker face and not breaking the eye contact when he dared to lift his stare on you.
Without saying anything, he turned around.
Every step felt like an earthquake to you. Your world was falling.
“Oh. I forgot.” He looked at you again, trying to reach for something in his bag.
You saw him grabbing something light in his hand. He came quickly to you and grabbed the back of your hand.
If your brain was working well, you would simply step back, but the softness of his skin comforted you in this harsh moment.
“Thank you for this.” He gently gave you back your second apartment key.
You stared at the little silver key.
“It’s really over.” You whispered; eyes blurred by tears.
Probably in the same state as you, Mingi rushed to leave the apartment. The warm feeling on your hand disappeared quickly. Like he did.
You ignored how much time you were standing dumbly in your room, your hand still holding the key. You couldn’t really believe that Mingi and you are over.
You couldn’t believe that you will need to continue your life as your feelings and love for him never existed.

❦ Genre: Fluff.

❦ Pairing: Yunho.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Yep! Thank you

You woke up once again when you heard the thunder outside. You are not really scared of it, but not very comfortable either.
As usual, you turned around so you could hug your fiancé and find some sleep again. But an empty space embraced you instead.
“Yunho?” You called him quietly.
You sat on the bed and tried to discern any light from the bathroom. Nothing.
Since your little girl was born, you needed to be sure that everyone was okay and all the time. Not only your little Sasha but Yunho and your dog as well.
You got out of the bed and stepped quietly into the next room, Sasha’s one.
Before you could enter, you stopped at the door frame and stared at the scene in front of you.
Thanks to the weak orange light, you saw your daughter well awake, with an empty baby bottle, and a ton of plushies next to her. Your fiancé was with her in the crib, visibly in an uncomfortable position because of his tall legs, but he seemed to not care at all.
You laid down against the door frame, smiling at this meaningful moment.
“Only 6 months and look how strong you are, my angel.” He tickled her neck, making her giggle cutely.
“Are you going to be strong as your daddy or a scared baby as your mommy?” He smiled, amazed by anything this little human does.
You raised a brow, for sure you wouldn’t let him go with this.
For a short moment, you could only hear babbling from Sasha, while Yunho was looking at her in awe.
You saw in his eyes how much love he has for her. He has the same light when he looks at you or when he was looking at your belly when you were pregnant. 9 months was for sure, long, but it was worth it.
You were remembering your pregnant moment when a sniffling made you focus back on the scene.

“Ah damn…” laughed Yunho awkwardly, wiping his eyes.
You almost interrupted their moment when you saw him crying.
“You make daddy cry, my angel.” He smiled.
Sasha seemed to understand because her head tilted to the right, wondering if adults could make these mini bubbles of water too.
“Why are you looking at me like this?” He laughed. “Do you think I cry like you because I’m hungry?”
He was definitely talking alone, no way she could understand what he was saying at this age.
“I’m just crying with happiness.” He admitted. “You know. My mom, so your grandmother, told me that I would feel different when I will become a dad. She was right. Like always.” He paused. “But don’t tell her I said this.”
This man is unbelievable, you thought.
“But I have this indescribable love for you. It’s so strong, that it hurts!”
Intentionally or not, Sasha kicked her father’s chin.
“Yeah, it hurts like this kinda.” He rubbed his chin.
You were doing your best to not laugh at them.
“But I can handle everything from you.” He kissed her chubby cheeks.
Your daughter was loving this private moment with her dad.
You were wondering if it was the first time Yunho was sneaking at night to spend the night with her.
You were jealous in a way.
“Let’s give an easy life to your mom, okay?” He whispered, loud enough for you to hear it.
Your heart clenched in your chest.
“She gave us 2 wonderful gifts.” He started. “She gave your life and she gave me to the most, wonderful, beautiful, and kind little girl ever.” His voice cracked.
It would be a lie if you say that you were not at the edge of crying.
“Let’s be nice and treat her with love. Okay?”
Sasha let out a scream of excitement, shaking her little arms on the bed.
“Shhh.” He giggled. “Mom is sleeping.”
If he knew, you thought.
Yunho stared at his watch around his wrist.
“3 AM?! You should be sleeping already, young lady!”
Sasha tilted her head again.
“Yes sleeping. When you close your eyes and ‘rompish rompish’.” He imitated her cute snoring. “Dad sleeps soooo much too. You are clearly a mini-me.”
Oh yeah, the amount of time you saw them sleeping on the couch, mouth open. Even your wallpaper is Sasha laying on her father’s chest, both of them in the same position.
You were surprised when Yunho started to sing “One Day At Time” to her.
Sasha seemed to like it because you were staring at her dad with her big and cute eyes. Well before the 2nd chorus, she blinked a few times. That’s the sign that she’s falling asleep.
Yunho lowed his tone, not trying to ruin his effort.
He was rubbing her belly, making a double effect on her.
When her little shivering confirmed that she was asleep, he remained quiet.
You waited a minute before disturbing their little moment.
Quietly, you walked next to the crib. Your fiancé was possibly thinking about sleeping here the entire night because he was falling asleep as well.
“Babe.” You called him.
His first instinct was to put his arm around Sasha, without touching her just in case it would ruin her sleep.
“You scared me.”
“Come on, that’s our baby. Not only yours.” You smiled, rubbing her tiny cheek.
“Isn’t she the cutest?” He admired Sasha once again.
“She’s perfect.” You replied.
“You can’t even understand how grateful I am to have both of you in my life… I feel like I’m going to explode with happiness.” He grabbed your hand.
“Really? Even if I’m a scared baby?”
He raised a brow. “Since when were you here?”
“Enough longer to hear this.” You pinched his palm.
“Oops.”
In a serious tone, you asked.
“You are not going to sleep? I mean in our bed.”
“I should huh?”
“Yeah. Especially for your legs. You are too tall for that.”
“I know. But I just can’t help it. I don’t want to miss any seconds away from her.” He stared at Sasha, lovely and emotionally at the same time. “Can you imagine that she won’t be in this crib for that long?”
You nodded.
“In a few years, she will get her mini bed. Then a bigger one. Then a larger and bigger one. And finally, one in her own house.” He sighed.
“Yunho,” you giggled. “You are being so dramatic. Let her grow first then after you can worry. But right now, she’s still a baby and she would need her daddy for a long time.”
“You right.”
“Then go sleep in our comfy bed now.”
Yunho sighed and tried to exit the crib quietly, without shaking it too much.
When he walked next to you, he stopped.
“You are not coming?”
“I said you need to go, not me.” You smiled before taking his place in the crib.
“Hey!”
You smirked to your fiancé, “you leave it, you lose it.”

❦ Genre: Fluff / Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Don’t ever believe me again when I say I’m posting something “soon” Part 1 /Part 2

❦Tags: @joongiebug @justineasian @winterciella @adventuresofrose @skkrtnawrskkrt 

❦ Notes: I was this close to end this with an angst scenario, but y’all were too hyped for a happy ending haha

It’s been 30 minutes since you’ve been standing in front of Seonghwa’s apartment door.
You were surprised that the old lady, living next door, hadn’t called the police yet. According to Seonghwa, she’s so extra and kind of close-minded.
The stupid thought of you waiting to be released at the police station made you wonder if you prefer to be there or to confront Seonghwa.

For sure, the moment he’s going to open this door, he’s going to win.
You are going to boost his ego.
You played hard to get later at the theater and look at you now, rushing to his place.
“You are so stupid Y/N,” you facepalmed. “Think with your brain, not your heart.”
“Eh, everything’s fine Y/N?”
You turned around, eyes widened and ashamed that someone heard you.
And by someone you meant Yunho.
“Aren’t you supposed to be inside?” You asked.
“And you aren’t supposed to be at your house?” He smirked, looking at his watch. “It’s 2 AM.”
“Well-”
“Oh, I’m dumb.” He declared. “Seonghwa and you are a thing again?”
Your saliva went straight to your throat, making you gulp by surprise. “W-we were not a ‘thing’.” You air-quoted, keeping your composure to prove to him that he was crazy to think that.
“What were you then?” He smiled.
“We weren’t dating.”
“I know.” He replied. “All the members know.”
“Then you have your answer.” You hoped he would stop there.
“I wasn’t specifically talking about a relationship.”
“We were not in a situationship either.”
“So many terms…” Yunho rolled his eyes. “Just admit you were friends with benefits.”

“How-” You paused, before saying too much and maybe put Seonghwa in an uncomfortable situation.” “What are you talking about?”
“How do I know?” He smirked once again.
A part of you wanted to die, and the other half wanted to rip this cocky smirk off his face.
“You left a hickey on his neck once.” He touched his own neck. “Or even more than once.”
“I-”
“That’s a rookie mistake.”
“I-” you repeated, ignoring how you will close this conversation.
“Or maybe that’s what you wanted?” He insinuated.
“Wanted?”
“Yeah, to mark your territory.”
“Territory? Like a dog?” You raised a brow.
“No like someone who’s falling in love.” He concluded.
“Bullshit…”
“Why don’t you just confess to him?” He giggled.
Seonghwa probably never explained the situation to his members. Good thing for you. No one could make fun of you if they didn’t know.
“Why would I do such a thing?” You discreetly wiped your moist hands on your dress.
Yunho sighed, “okay keep playing this game. But I’m sure that if you confess, he would love it.”
“How can you be sure of this? He’s not the ‘dating guy type’.” You air quoted.
“He’s just scared.” Concluded Yunho before applying the door code.
How can he know how Seonghwa feelings? Did they talk about this in private? Between boys? Seonghwa was firmly against a relationship. Or maybe it’s his way to reject you?
“I’m going crazy…” you shook your head.
“Do you enter, or should I bring you a blanket so you can sleep here?”
“Since when are you so sarcastic?” You raised a brow.
“Living with Seonghwa changed many of us.”
You tilted your head, “true.”
Faster than you could imagine, you were in the corridor.
As expected, Seonghwa’s shoes were correctly positioned on the floor.
Even though his relationships were messy, he was neat.
“Hyung! Y/N is here!” Yelled Yunho, entering the living room.
If you had just a single object in your hand, you would throw it right on his head.
“Y/N?” You heard his deep voice.
Yunho nodded, “she’s here since a long-”
“Yunho!” You stopped him. “I can introduce myself.”
“Sure.” He smirked, enjoying the embarrassing look on your face. “I’m in my room if you are looking for me.”
Before you could fully enter the living room, Seonghwa appeared right in front of you.
A light hiccup escaped from your mouth.
How could such a presence ruin all your effort to remain normal in only 2 seconds?
“Hello.” He smiled.
“H-Hi.”
“Should we go on the rooftop? Hongjoong and Mingi are taking a nap on the couch.” He pointed at the ceiling.
“Sure.”
He passed next to you without giving you a simple look or even a glare. Once again you ignored how to act with him. He was either warm and nice, or cold.
“Do you want a hoodie or something? It’s cold outside.” He offered.
“Nah. I’m good.”
Even the coldest wind couldn’t beat him anyway.
In an awkward silence, you followed him in the staircase. None of you exchanged a word. Only your footsteps were reasoning.
Finally, after 2 long minutes of climbing irregular stairs, you saw the metal door.
“I thought this building had an elevator?” You complained.
“It doesn’t go to the rooftop.”
“Yeah but at least on the last floor.” You grunted. “Genius my ass.”
Seonghwa ignored you, as usual and opened the door.
When you stepped outside, you were half disappointed and surprised.
Of course, it wouldn’t be a romantic rooftop where you could stay in his arms for the whole night. But the stars gave another atmosphere to this rooftop. Almost something magical.
Seonghwa sat on the bench in front of the edge.
“What do you want to talk about?” He asked, looking at you right in the eyes for the second time today.
“Me?” You pointed at your face. “You are the one who sent me a message.”
“I wanted your answer. I already told you that I wanted you to be mine.”
If he knew how this simple sentence made you weak and vulnerable.
“You want me to be yours at night.”
“No.”
You didn’t say anything, not wanting to take him aback.
“I fucked up okay. I admit it.”
Still not a simple response from you.
“When you kind of confirmed me that you had feelings for me, I freaked out.”
You raised a brow. He didn’t freak out, he completely rejected you and threw your feelings away.
“I was good with our situation. But, if love feelings were made to happen, I simply thought, it will ruin everything.”
“You ruined everything by leaving after saying these painful things.” You said.
“And I’m sorry.” He apologized, grabbing your hand to invite you to sit down next to him.
“Being sorry doesn’t tell me what you want Hwa.”
He was surprised that you still use this nickname for him. Maybe everything isn’t over yet.
“I want to give us a chance.”

This feeling. You will never feel all these sensations coming through your body.
The fear of the unknown, the anticipation, the stress, and the excitement. Everything was taking up a huge space in your heart.
People were not lying when they said that they feel like their heart will explode.
“Let’s go slowly. But let’s be together. Officially.” He smiled, rubbing your hand.
You dreamed of this moment since you started to get feelings and that you talked about it with Hongjoong. But now you were speechless. Even scared to screw up by saying anything.
“Babe? Are you listening to me?”
“B-Babe?” You repeated, the dumb look back on your face.
Seonghwa laughed. You tried to remember but for sure, you never heard him laugh this way.
“I like calling you like this.”
“A-Ah?”
“Yeah, it’s even better than you calling me daddy.” He smirked.
“Oh- you!”
You punched his arm with your fist.
He was the best to declare these kinds of things out of context.
“I’m kidding Y/N.”
“Y/N?”
“Sorry.” He chuckled. “I’m kidding, babe.”
This nickname put a wild smile on your face that you absolutely wanted to hide behind your hand, just to not boost his ego.
“So? Can I be your boyfriend?” He asked, a slight blush on his cheeks. “Or maybe you agreed to date Seungyeon again.”
“He understood by himself that he didn’t have a chance against you.”
“Oh really?”
You pushed his forehead with your index. “Idiot.”
“Do you want to date this idiot, or not?” He asked one more time.
“Hm… I don’t know.” You played around.
“Y/-”
“Yes of course.” You giggled.
“You made me freak out for a second.”
“You are not the only one playing hard to get.” You winked.
Seonghwa grumbled funnily. You hurt his ego.
“You are unbelievable.” He whispered, not letting off your hand for a second.
“Don’t start saying stuff like this or I will believe that you can be romantic sometimes.”
“You will definitely be surprised, my love.”

❦ Genre:Fluff/Suggestive.

❦ Pairing:OT8.

❦ Word count: 3K7.

❦ Requested: Yeah, thank you!

HONGJOONG

San knocked at Hyung’s studio door.
He was nervously playing with the hem of his hoodie. How could he ask something like that?
“Hiy- San?”
“Hello.” He waved awkwardly.
Hongjoong stepped on the side to let his friend in. “Everything okay?”
San sat on the couch, taking care of the expression on his face.
“Can’t I come here for nothing? Or only to spend time with our so devoted leader?”
Hongjoong raised a brow, it was definitely weird.
“Do you have something to ask?” He crossed his arms on his chest, not giving up the idea that San isn’t here just to chill.
“I just wanted to spend time with you.” He said, putting his feet on the coffee table. “I didn’t know there was something wrong with that.”
The leader sat back on his chair, fronting the 2 laptop screens on the desk.
“If you say.” He spoke. “But I have to finish this and maybe we can go eat something or to the cinema, I know that you have this movie you absolutely want to see.”
“Oh Hyung, you remember everything.” Smiled San.
Hongjoong concluded that San probably didn’t notice that he was talking about this Marvel movie every time he could.
He decided to not remind him of this detail and played the instrumental of their new b-side track.
“Oh! So cool!” Clapped San. “You are a real genius Hyung. We are so lucky to have you in the group, otherwise I don’t know how we would do it.”
“Okay there’s definitely something going on.” Claimed the leader, turning his chair around. “What do you want, San?”
The serious tone of his voice made the boy realize that he was losing his temper.
“Okay. I do have a question…” he whispered, embarrassed.
“Just tell me so we can both go to our business.”
He didn’t mean to act rude, but he really needed to finish this today. Eden could be stressful sometimes.
“You are the only one I can ask that because you won’t make a big deal of this.” He continued.
Hongjoong’s face softened. This question seemed to be heavy for him and he was touched that he was confessing to him.
“Tell me.” He gave him a comforting smile.

“Can you give me some tips for finding the right size for a condom?” He closed his eyes, too scared to look at his friend.
Hongjoong blinked twice.
He tried to hide all the emotions that went through his mind.
Because of the effort San made to ask him this kind of thing, he didn’t decide to throw him out of the studio. But he couldn’t talk with him that much about his sexual life. That would be too awkward. Even uncomfortable.
“Search on Google, Naver or even at the dedicated shops.” He dumbly replied.
“Yeah, but there’s so many things to take into consideration.” He sighed. “Don’t you have any tips or something with what I can measure-”
“No.” He gulped, turning back to his screens to avoid San’s eyes. “Just measure it with what you find and check the size on the box. It should help. And then you can adjust, depending on the comfort.”
“So, there’s no way to straightly choose the right size?” He asked, making Hongjoong even more uncomfortable.
“You need to be cautious about this. It shouldn’t be too big or too small. You need to be comfortable with it and Y/N-” He paused, thinking that maybe you wouldn’t be the one he was active with. “Or anyone else, needs to feel safe and protected too.”
“Hm… makes sense.” Mumbled San.
Hongjoong prayed inside of him that San was done with these questions.
“And Hyung, how do you know you are in the right… hole?”
“Damn it.” Whispered Hongjoong.

SEONGHWA

“Hello Hyung,” calmly said San.
Seonghwa raised a brow. He knew that San was never grumpy in the morning, but after a month of promotions, he was so relaxed. Almost peaceful.
“Morning.” Replied Seonghwa, still not leaving an eye from him.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah…”
“Nice, me too.” Said San, sitting on the counter, waiting for his coffee to brew.
“Did you sleep for 11 hours or what? I’ve never seen someone looking like this at 7 AM.”
“I didn’t sleep that much, but it’s fine.” He giggled.
Seonghwa got goosebumps because of his voice tone.
“Choi San.”
“Yes Hyung?” He smiled widely.
“Are you on drugs?”
His friend puffed before pouring coffee in his cup.
“No, I’m just…” he looked for his words.
“You are what? Stoned? High? Having a drunkover?”
“Happy!”
“H-Happy?” He repeated, not believing that happiness could make him go like this.
“You should try.”
“We have been friends for a long time now and I have never seen you this way.”
“Because you don’t have what I have.”
Seonghwa raised a brow.
“Sex.”
Seonghwa felt this reply was like a slap.
“S-Sex?” He repeated dumbly.
San nodded, thinking about all the sinful things he did to you.
“Since when you-”
“Come on Hyung!” Giggled San. “Don’t be so awkward. Having sex is completely normal.”
“I’m not awkward.” He defended his image.
“Then why are you blushing that much?” He winked.
“I’m not. It’s just hot. And I worked out this morning.”
San didn’t believe a second of this excuse but moved on.
He knew that Seonghwa had girlfriends before or even one night stand this year, but they never really talked about it openly. They all have their adventures without especially telling each other in detail.
“And… since when did you lose your v-card?”
“2 months?” Said San, still thinking of the exact date.
“I might be wrong, but you know each other for 2 months, no?”
“Yeah.” He smirked. “We already had this alchemy…”
“You slept with someone you barely knew?” Questioned Seonghwa.
“Yes? Why does it sound like a big deal? You do it all the time!” Pouted San.
“But it was your first time San!” Shouted the eldest member. “You should have done that with someone that you love!”
“You are so old school Hyung.” Whispered San, rolling his eyes.
“I’m not kidding!”
“Yeah yeah…” He said, leaving the kitchen.
“Choi San! Come back here right now!”
“Hyung! You are annoying!” He yelled from the next room.
“You should have found the one and only to do your first experience!”
“What if she is?” He appeared at the crock of the door.
Seonghwa concluded that he ignored your entire relationship.
“In only 2 months, we shared so many things, you can’t even imagine.”
“A-Are you in love?” Asked Seonghwa.
“Maybe.” Shrugged San. “I don’t know what ‘being in love means’.”
“Our San-ie is in love.” Repeated the boy, almost tearing up.
“The f-”
“We need to celebrate this!” He stood up, rushing to knock at every door. “GUYS! WAKE UP!”
San, still standing in front of the kitchen’s door, was wondering what just happened.
“What is wrong with him?” He whispered.

YUNHO

You were needy.
‘Needy’ was even a weak word for the state you were in right now.
Mainly because of your menstrual cycle coming in the next few days, but also your boyfriend. Just his presence was enough to make you aroused.
Right now, you were surrounded by the entire group. Your boyfriend was in front of you, between Yunho and Jongho.
Discreetly, you were trying to give him soft kicks and brushes, making him understand that you wanted to sneak out. Sadly, he didn’t understand the message and simply gave you a wide and bright smile.
Usually, you wouldn’t need to insist that much, just a simple touch or glare will make his brow and the corner of his mouth rise.
Maybe he was trying to maintain his composure because of the CEO and the staff members sitting at the end of the table.
“I wanted to congratulate all of you.” Started the CEO. “Our cool and devoted members.”
All the boys bowed politely, touched by these words.
San still didn’t give a look to you.
“Of course, all the staff as well. You all follow them everywhere they’re going. Makeup team, fashion team, music and music video producers.” He continued, smiling at everyone.
“And our manager.” Added Seonghwa, poking the cheek of the team’s father.
“Yeah! It must ask a lot of patience to keep an eye on all of you.” Chuckled the CEO.
“You can’t even imagine.” He sighed.
“We know you love us.” Pouted San.
You raised a brow. Was your flirty thing too weak for him?
“I never said such a thing.” Smiled at the manager.
San stood up to hug his manager, grateful to have him in the crew.
“Oooh,” giggled all the women in the team.
Your brain froze when you realized that your feet weren’t touching him, but that you still could feel a leg against your ankle.
You blinked a few times and gave a quick glance at Jongho. He was focused on the lovely scene. No way you were touching him all this time.
To hope that it was only the table leg you were seducing, you glanced at Yunho.
You noticed that his upper body was tense, his eyes wide and the red tint on his cheeks made you understand that you were touching him.
You hiccuped loudly and moved your chair back.
Everything except Yunho was now looking at you.
“Is everything okay Y/N?” Asked Wooyoung at your right.
You bite your bottom lip and avoid Yunho’s stare on you.
“Y-I-Well-”
“Oh, don’t think that I forgot you Y/N.” Smiled the CEO.
San returned to his seat with this worried look in the eyes.
He mouthed something like “you good?”, but you discreetly shook your head.
“You are a really good support for them! I thought that Yunho was the energizer of the group, but it seems like he had a rude contestant.” He laughed.
To hide your embarrassment, you did your best fake laugh and thanked the CEO for his nice words.
“San, Y/N, can I talk to you in private?” Asked Yunho, his cheeks’ shade took another level of red.
“W-Why?”
“Just come.” He insisted, standing up.
You both exchanged a stare and quickly followed him outside the restaurant.
“What did you do?” Whispered San.
“I thought it was you!” You freaked out.
“Me?”
Yunho turned back just when the cold wind hit you in the face.
“Yeah, she thought it was your leg that she was touching for at least 5 minutes.”
“My leg?” He repeated.
“Yeah!” You screamed, already dying from embarrassment. “I was playing footsie with Yunho accidentally! I thought it was your leg!”
San puffed with laughter.
“It’s not funny!”
“Y’all better act decent and not like horny bunnies!” He started. “And since when do you do this kind of thing San?”
“I-”
“No, nevermind.” He stopped him, a hand in front of his face. “I don’t want to know.”
“Since when are you so dramatic Hyung?” He smirked.
“Since your girl is mistaking your leg with mine!” His voice cracked.
They were both arguing while you were still processing what happened. For sure, it was such a turn off.

YEOSANG

Yeosang was sitting just next to you and San.
You were sitting next to the window and your boyfriend, in the middle, between both of you.
Yeosang was eyes glued on the movie playing on the little screen, while you and San tried your best to not jump on each other.
During this tour, you decided to officialize your relationship with him.
All these girls screaming his name and being dedicated to San made you jealous a couple of times.
It was quite ruining the moment from time to time, so San decided to make sure that he was yours. Of course, you accepted. You’ve been crushing on him for so long, you would never decline.
But now that everything is well settled and clear between you, there is another problem: your libido.
San is sexy. He knows it.
So, he can’t help but to tease you from time to time or to look at you with this lustful sparkle in his eyes.
So now, you’ve been sitting next to him for 3 hours and you couldn’t help but to get all the hottest thoughts in your mind.
San’s simple ministrations made you crazy. He was simply brushing his fingers on your forearm that you already wanted to throw your panty out of the plane.
You glanced at him and mouthed the word “restroom”.
Obviously, he nodded and told you to leave first.
You disrupted Yeosang in his movie, but it was so captivating that he didn’t say anything.
He just muttered something when San asked him 2 minutes later to stand up.
When both of you left, he focused back on the movie.
10 minutes later, Wooyoung passed in the row.
“Where are they?” He pointed at the 2 empty seats.
“Don’t know. Y/N is in the restroom and San? Who knows?” He replied, trying to see the screen behind Wooyoung’s hand.
His closest friend smirked and flickered Yeosang’s forehead.
“Dumbass.”
Yeosang completely ignored him. His movie was too good to miss a scene.
Until the realization.
When he imagined both of you doing “it” in the plane restroom, his face changed.
Just when he looked in the restroom direction, behind him, he saw you holding San’s hand.
Most of the people on the plane that were awake, if they paid attention could guess what just happened.
“You okay Hyung?” Asked San when he noticed that Yeosang’s eyes didn’t leave his.
“Did you-”
You immediately understand that he got it.
“Did you just have sex in the plane… restroom?” He whispered, not wanting the old lady behind him to hear that.
“What?! No!” You lied.
“What are you talking about?” Continued San, fixing his clothes.
“You both had sex right now! I’m not dumb!”
“Shut up…” You whispered, tackling your hand on his mouth.
“You are disgusting!” He still said behind your palm.
San was smirking. Not caring about what Yeosang thinks now about him.
“And you!” He pointed at San. “Even more! Since when you do this kind of thing!”
He simply shrugged, sitting back on his seat.
“Just wait until Hongjoong knows about this!” He started. “When he knows that you are, first, sexually active, he will have a stroke. Second, in a plane? Y’all crazy!”
“If I knew I would get scolded, I would leave you and your horniness alone.” You whispered to your boyfriend.
“Hmm… Not me.” He replied, ignoring Yeosang’s monologue. “Round 2 before the landing?”

MINGI

You were in San’s bed, watching a show which was trending worldwide.
You were completely focused on the screen that you didn’t really realize that your friend’s hand slipped under your shirt.
“What are you doing?” You giggled.
“It’s been 2 minutes that I put my hand there and you are only noticing now?”
“Sorry to be too interested in the show.” You slapped his hand.
“That’s what I see because you didn’t notice how horny I am.”
“You nasty.”
“That’s not my fault.” You smirked.
San gave you a surprised look.
“Not your fault?”
You nodded.
“Do you think that the wall is turning me on?” He laughed. “Or the pillows?”
“The movie?”
The boy glanced at you as if you came from another planet.
“Even your aura is sexy, and you are surprised I’m horny? Come on babe.”
You raised a brow. It was the first time he called you this way. You never thought you would hear him calling you this way.
“Don’t look at me like this.” He lifted your chin.
“Or what?” You smirked, liking to provoke him every time you could.
“Or nothing!” Yelled Mingi, entering the room.
By the expression on his face, you didn’t know if he was upset or not.
San flinched when the door slammed on the wall.
“What the- what is wrong with you?” He asked.
“I knew it!” He replied, pointing at you.
“Why are you pointing at me?”
“I knew you are having sex!”
Your friend stared at you. Of course, you exchanged a curious look.
For almost 6 months in secret. You were seeing each other every time you could. After a schedule, after a meeting, after school or even between 2 of your exam’s sessions.
“We are friends, what are you talking about?”
“Yeah, friends who are seeing each other naked.”
“We never had sex.” You lied.
“I heard your little conversation.”
“I was kidding.”
“I heard you yesterday as well.” He declared, visibly embarrassed.
“Y-”
“You thought you were alone this whole time huh? Well, no!”
Yesterday San invited you to their dorm to enjoy a moment, only both of you. But he clearly forgot the presence of his sick teammate in the next room.
“I don’t know you well Y/N,” started Mingi, “but you Choi San…”
Your friend raised a brow, ignoring if he was surprised by Mingi calling him by his full name or just because he’s scared of the consequences.
“When Seonghwa and Hongjoong Hyung will learn about this-”
“Please don’t tell them.” You interposed.
Mingi took this request as a good opportunity.
“Hm okay. I won’t tell them.”
“Oh, thank you.” You sighed in relief.
“Only if you do my chores for a month.” He smirked.
“Your chores?” Repeated San, his voice cracked. “You crazy! I have already mi-”
“Okay he will do it!” You stopped San before he could refuse the deal.
“Y/N!” He shouted. “Do you know how many chores he has?”
“I will help you! But I don’t want the whole group to know for us. Yet.”
You gave San a worried look. For sure, your relationship and his career will get affected when the members, the staff and the fans will learn it.
“Okay deal.” Agreed Mingi.
“You ignore what you are going through Y/N…”

WOOYOUNG

The entire group was in the living-room.
They were enjoying a rainy Saturday night.
Comeback season is finally over, and they could spend time together without thinking about work or the next intense practice they’re gonna get.
“Someone wants the last pizza piece?” Asked Yunho, looking at it with love.
“You can have it.” Authorized Mingi.
“What about me?” Pouted San.
“You already have 2 pieces left on your plate.” You interposed. “Eat it Yunho.”
Your friend stuck your tongue out at you.
“Hey, what about playing “Never have I ever”?” Suggested Wooyoung, sipping his strange blue drink.
“What is this game?” Asked Jongho.
“Hmm we will play an example round. Just lift your hand if you did it.”
Wooyoung looked for a fun question.
“Never have I ever… stolen money on my mom’s bag.”
Wooyoung, Mingi and Seonghwa lifted their hands.
“Well well well…” Giggled Hongjoong, judging his closest friend.
“I really needed to buy candies…” he sighed, ashamed of his childhood.
“Okay, next question.”
“Choose a spicy one.” Suggested San. “I’m curious.”
“Good idea! Let me search one.”
Wooyoung scrolled on his phone for 2 minutes before his face lightened up.
“THIS!” He smiled. “Never have I ever had a quickie in a public place.”
San, Yeosang and you lifted your hand.
“SAN?” Yelled the members together.
He gulped. This game would ruin his image.
“I thought you never had sex before!” Claimed Wooyoung, shocked and mad that his friends didn’t tell him an important things like that.
“I wanted to talk about it-”
“Next question.” Cut Hongjoong, avoiding any drama tonight.
Wooyoung gave a deadly stare at San and looked back at his phone screen.
“Never have I ever tied my partner during sex.”
San raised his hand, not minding admitting he did something like this.
But you asked at the same time, “does it count if I’m the one getting tied?”
San lifting his hand and you posing this question, Wooyoung brain malfunctioned.
“WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!” He stood up.
“Don’t scream, you scared me!” Shouted Seonghwa, palm on his chest.
“If you tied someone, and that you, Y/N, you are asking if getting tied is working for the game- does it mean-”
You tried to think about the best excuse to persuade him that you were not sleeping with San.
“Come on Wooyoung, you are being too much just because San didn’t tell you he was a ‘grown man’.” Air quoted Yunho.
“Yeah! He’s my best friend! I should have known right after he left this girl he slept with.”
“I wanted to tell you, but I was just tired.” He rolled his eyes.
“Yeah sure. Too tired to tell me but not too tired to tie her! Or him.”
You faked to be on your phone and to not pay attention to the scene in front of you.
“How was it? Did you like it? Were you scared? I had a ton of questions!”
“Okay I’m leaving.” Decided Hongjoong, the last thing he wanted to hear was his sexual life.
“Why is only me acting this way? Youhou! San is having sex!” He nonstop pointed at his friend.
“Because we don’t want to know. Disgusting.” Almost threw up Mingi.
“Unbelievable-” You sighed.

JONGHO

You entered the dance practice room casually.
Your boyfriend texted you, inviting you to assist and to tell them if there are any flaws in their choreography.
But you were not expected to see Jongho, slumped on the couch.
“Hello.” You greeted him.
“Hi.” He replied sleepily.
“Long night?” You giggled at his voice tone.
“I barely slept.”
You raised a brow, you were at the dorm last night and remembered he was the first one going to sleep.
“Insomnia?”
“No, worse.”
“What?”
“Seems like our neighbor, upstairs, found a girl.”
“Oh cute!” You smiled. “And disgusting at the same time.”
“Cute? They were doing it like rabbits until 4 AM.” He sighed, arm on his eyes.
“You should ask your manager to leave earlier. With these dark circles, he won’t say no.”
Before he could add something, San entered the room loudly.
“Hello beautiful people!”
“Babe! Jongho is tired, don’t scream like that.”
“Thank you, Y/N, but you are both screaming now.” Added the maknae.
“What’s happening man?”
“He heard the neighbor doing the nasty until 4 AM.” You resumed.
“Really? I didn’t hear anything.”
“Lucky you.” He sighed, sitting down correctly. “I swear his moans are terrible! And the girl, please… she did her best to remain quiet but…”
“Poor Jongho.” You giggled.
“Good job babe, at least, it shows that he never heard you.”
“E-excuse me?”
“Oops.” Gulped San.
You fought the urge to pinch your boyfriend.
“You- wait- Y/N? Hyung?”
“You broke him.” You scolded San.
“Y-You are sleeping together?” He stuttered.
“No.” You lied.
“No? Then what is he talking about?”
“H-he was talking about my snoring habits!”
“Snoring?” They both repeated.
“Yeah!”
“Sorry babe but this excuse is so lame. Even him won’t believe it.”
“Even him? Hyung! I’m not stupid.”
“I’m joking.”
“Was it really the neighbor or-”
“It wasn’t us; I promise.” You almost yelled, moving your arm strongly, completely embarrassed.
San rolled his eyes. Why did you try to hide your sexual life? It’s a natural thing and almost everyone in this world is doing it.
“Stop babying him. We are all grown people here.”
“Hold on.” Jongho stopped San. “Until 10 seconds I didn’t know you were not a virgin anymore.”
“And does it change your life?” He asked.
“Of course!”
“How?”
“I don’t want you to sleep in the upper bed together anymore. I don’t want to feel the bed shake the whole night.”
“Oh my…” you sighed.
“Okay deal, but only if you give us the room 3 times per month.”
“San!”
“Deal.” Agreed Jongho.
Not only the maknae, but now you too, hated the neighbor. If he peacefully slept the whole night, you wouldn’t have this conversation.

Follow the rules (Part 2)

❦ Genre: Angst / Fluff / Suggestive.

❦ Pairing: Seonghwa.

❦ Word count: 1K.

❦ Requested: Don’t ever believe me again when I say I’m posting something “soon” Part 1

❦ Tags:@scuzmunkie,@butterfliesinthenightsky

Once again, you stared at your reflection in the dirty mirror of the theater.

You fixed your hair, removed the tiny stain of lipstick on your teeth, and shamelessly opened another button of your dress.

“You can do it, girl!” You motivated yourself. “It’s just a date! You are a pro for dates.”

It’s been 10 minutes that you were trying to spot something wrong with your outfit or just yourself.

This guy that you met at a party, invited you to several dates before, but for this one, you felt a little bit more stressed or insecure.

He was so good to you. Always funny, complimenting you when you doubt your own beauty because of these stupid “beauty standards” or always available when you need to talk.

You were diving into your thoughts, daydreaming about how this date could end when you receive a text from him asking if you were okay.

Not losing another second, you walked out of the restroom.

“Oh Y/N, are you okay? You were there for a while.” He asked, visibly worried for you.

“Yeah, there were just a few girls before me.” You lied. “Let’s go?”

He nodded and smiled.

“But first, do you want a snack or a drink?” He offered, already taking out his wallet.

“Wait, I’m paying.” You put your hand on his. “You paid for the restaurant yest-”

“Popcorn and a cold drink such as iced tea?” He asked, knowing exactly what you want.

Understanding that he would probably not give up and pay for your snacks, you simply nodded.

“Thank you again.”

“Wait for me here!” He said before running to the shop.

Seeing someone devoted to you made you happy and thankful.

“What could happen Y/N? It’s probably going to be a good date too.” You tried to reassure yourself, fixing your dress one last time.

“Y/N?”

You instinctively looked at the person next to you.

It took a few seconds to realize that the worst thing that could happen, was just there: Seonghwa.

You hated the way with simple eye contact, he made you doubt your entire existence.

Even if Seonghwa changed a bit during this last month, he was still this handsome man he used to be.

His hair was dyed in black and a bit curlier than before. He was probably working out a lot more because his figure was a tiny bit more massive.

The way his eyes were piercing and staring at your soul, gave you this warm feeling that only he can give you.

“Y/N?” He repeated.

You raised a brow to show him that he has your attention, but that you wouldn’t say anything.

“It’s been a while.”

The thought of shouting ‘you dumb or what’ or punching him right in the face, came to your mind for 2 seconds, but you decided to play it cool.

“Yeah.” You simply replied.

Seonghwa was taken aback because of these short and cold replies. You were the only one talkative among both of you.

“Hm… are we cool? Or?”

“Cool?” You repeated. “What do you mean?”

“Are you still mad at me?”

This situation was so strange to you that you pinched your hand discreetly, to be sure that you were not daydreaming or hallucinating.

“Y/N.” He called you once again.

You managed to keep your composure but hearing your name from his mouth made your knees weak a little bit more.

“Do you remember that we are not talking or seeing each other anymore?”

Seonghwa scratched the back of his head, searching for a possible excuse or explanation.

“You made it clear the last time we saw each other.” You continued. “So you don’t need to come and check after me as you care.”

“Y/N…”

“Don’t Y/N me.”

“That’s your name?” He raised a brow.

“Yeah, then don’t call me.” You gulped, realizing how dumb this was.

“Y/- I mean… Can we just talk about what happened? I know what I said was bad.”

“Bad?”

“Yes.”

“I would say painful, cold, uncomfortable, hard, unpleasant-”

“Okay okay, I got it.” He stopped you.

“No, I think you didn’t.” You started, clenching your fist to not yell at him for everything he did to you. “You literally throw me like a toy. Okay, we knew our deal, just sex, but you could have been a little- NO. A LOT nicer when you rejected me.”

“I freaked out.”

“And I don’t care.”

“Can we talk about this later? I really want to see you again.”

That was one of the things you were redoubting.

After a month, the moment you finally start to turn the page and focus again on your happiness, Seonghwa comes back.

You hated yourself for already knowing that you would run to him without any effort.

“Y/N? Is everything okay?”

You turned back and stared at Seungyeon. He looked so cute with these 2 big packs of popcorn and the drinks hanging between his fingers.

“Ah, you there.” You smiled.

Seonghwa stared at both of you, trying to know the exact situation or relationship you had with this man.

“Hello. I’m Seungyeon.” He politely bowed.

Your ex-friend and benefits didn’t even blink. He stayed there, only staring at him.

“Well… we should go. The movie is about to start soon.” You grabbed Seungyeon by the arm, making sure to help him with the drinks.

“And what about my request?” Asked Seonghwa, before you could leave.

You sighed. He wouldn’t give up so easily. He would even sit next to you during the movie for sure.

“Can you take our seats? I need to talk to him for a minute.” You simply explained, embarrassed that this situation happens during your date.

“Sure, text me if you have a problem.”

You understand well that he was bothered by you staying with a man that clearly has his effect on you. But for the sake of this date, you needed to make things clear with Seonghwa.

When Seungyeon disappeared from your eyesight, you confronted him.

“What’s your problem?”

“And who’s this guy?”

“And why are you asking as you care about who I’m dating?” You crossed your arms on your chest.

“Because you are mine.” He sighed in frustration.

“What the hell Park Seonghwa.”

“I’m the only one who is supposed to touch you.” He added.

You rolled your eyes at this comment. Of course, he was only thinking about sex.

“Well sorry, but other people don’t see me as a vulgar piece of meat like you do.” You started. “Seungyeon is curious about how my day went and not about which position we are doing at night.”

“Do you sleep with him?” He stepped closer to you.

“This is none of your business.”

Seonghwa was frustrated. He ran his hand in his hair and growled something that you didn’t understand.

“So, for your request. It’s no. You told me that I’ve shouldn’t f-”

“Does he satisfy you well?”

You blink twice at this sudden question.

“I told you it’s n-”

“Does he fuck you better than me?”

He was stepping closer to you at every question. Your heart raced and your lips went dry in a second.

“Does he make these things that you love the most in bed?”

“You are being inappropriate.”

“I bet you never told him your little secrets. Like how you like to be choked. Did you tell him?”

The proximity, his perfume, or just his presence made you get a tone of flashbacks.

These times you met, how he treated you well or how he completely made you forget your own name.

“You are mine. And I don’t want anybody to touch you.” He whispered, resting his forehead on yours.

This contact made you close your eyes so you could enjoy his presence once again.

“Just ditch him…”

You shook your head, “I can’t. He’s nice to me.”

“And I am too.” He kissed your cheek.

“He’s giving me what I want.” You gently rested your palm on his torso, trying to push him a bit.

“I can give it to you too.” He slowly went to kiss your neck, your weak spot. “All night long.”

His offer was interesting, of course. But you remembered that after this “night” he wouldn’t text you or ask how your day went as Seungyeon does.

“No.” You pushed him stronger this time and stepped back. “I don’t want to be a friend with benefits anymore. I just want to be a girlfriend.”

Your heart was beating so fast in your chest that you thought it would explode the next minute. Maybe it would be the time where Seonghwa would change the status of your relationship or simply disappear as he usually does.

“I just want to be special to someone and not only because I slept with them.” You added, not liking the silence that settled.

“If you want me to be yours and not only in your bed at night then say it now. Otherwise, there’s a movie which is waiting for me.”

His lips parted for a second then closed right after.

You bit the inside of your cheek and nodded. “That’s what I thought.”

You pushed his hand away from your forearm.

“Excuse me, but I have a movie to see.”

You exchanged one last stare together, then you left to join Seungyeon.

The more you walked away from him, the more you felt your heart clenching in your chest.

When the door closed behind you, you brushed off the tear which was sliding on your cheek.

“Ah you there,” smiled Seungyeon when he saw you.

“Yeah sorry. Did I miss something?”

“Nop, only ads.”

“Good.” You sat down, blinking a few times to suppress the tears.

“Are you okay?” He asked, still worried for you.

You nodded, biting your tongue.

“Yeah. I’m fine.” You whispered, taking a deep breath to forget this conversation.

When the room dimmed in the dark, you remembered that your phone wasn’t mute.

Just when you were about to turn it off, you received a text from Seonghwa.

[“Let’s finish our conversation.”]

You noticed that he didn’t write “tonight” like he usually does.

“It’s starting.” Whispered Seungyeon, when he saw you still on your phone.

“Oh, yeah. Sorry.” You apologized for not being focused.

[“K.] You replied before turning it off.

You felt bad for agreeing to meet Seonghwa while you were sitting next to someone who probably likes you.

“What I am doing…” you whispered to yourself.

Excuse me Jung Wooyoung but who asked you???!

Yunho: That’s a nice shirt San

San: Thanks, I got it at-

Yunho: itd look even better on Wooyoungs floor

San: -Wait what?

San: Did you just hit on me..?

Wooyoung: …For me?

Hongjoong, parking the car: You guys go ahead and get us a table

Ateez: Alright

Moments later

Yunho, running out of the restaurant with a table: HONGJOONG START THE CAR!