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requested by anonymous: Suga + Fairytale

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: +700

‘Are you almost done?’

‘Just a few more, stop nagging!’

‘You’ve already painted the entire field, can we go now?’

‘I’m almost done!’

Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance as he made himself comfortable, leaning his back against your neck and stretching his legs on the curve of your shoulder. His tiny wings fluttered a few times before he folded them on his back again. He was ready to go, but you clearly weren’t. He was getting tired of your impulsive ideas. First it was hanging out with that flying kid Pan Jimin and his own even more obnoxious fairy, Tinkerkook. Then you absolutely wanted to go swimming with the mermaids. Then you suddenly needed to paint all of the white roses you encountered red and he had to tag along all the time.

He didn’t like being in his Fairy form when he was with you, it made him feel small and unmasculine, but it was better than following you around everywhere and having to walk the whole time. He much rather took naps on your shoulder then.  

‘I wanna go home ____-.’

‘Hmm?’, you hummed distracted while focusing on getting the red paint on your brush in every little corner of the white rose, ‘Why?’

‘So i can change back to a human and punish you for dragging me along all day.’

You giggled and ruffled his hair with your pinky. ‘You’re so cute!’

Yoongi’s eyes flew open and he grabbed your pinky, not letting go of it when you tried to pull it back.

‘Yoongi, let me go. I need to finish thi-‘

A blinding light made you squeeze your eyes shut, like you were trying to look at the sun directly. Yoongi’s small figure lit up like a fireball and grew in size rapidly. Sprinkles of Fairy Dust flew everywhere, causing the field of roses to shimmer like a diamond. The beauty of it was dazzling you. And then you suddenly felt a weight on top of you as the light weakened again.

Yoongi had you pinned down to the ground, your arms above your head and his stunningly gorgeous face hovering only mere inches above yours.

‘Yoongi I-‘

‘Listen brat, you’ve had your playtime for today. It’s my turn.’, he growled before crashing his lips on yours, his hands pushing your arms upwards to stretch them even more above your head, pushing your legs open with his knee to position himself between them. You felt something hard poking against the inside of your thigh as he kept you in place. You whimpered against his soft lips when he pried your lips apart with his tongue, sliding into your mouth to start massaging yours. He moaned softly when he felt your wet muscle curling around his and you relaxed visibly, letting him take you over completely.

He stopped kissing you for a moment so you could catch your breaths again. He released one of your wrists to cradle your face gently, though his eyes were those of a hungry predator.

‘You know how frustrating it is to not get any attention? I’ve been wanting to fuck you all day but you just had to prance around everywhere doing all sorts of boring stuff. And it  certainly didn’t help sitting on your shoulder and getting the full view of your delicious, full breasts, seeing them bounce up and down when you walk, fuck…’, he groaned as he latched his lips onto the nape of your neck, where he was sleeping just a few minutes ago.

‘Yoongi…’, you whimpered when he started sucking into your skin, the electric sensations shooting through your body as he nibbled on your neck and grinded himself against your clothed clit, ‘Why didn’t you just tell me? Instead of sulking all the time-‘

‘Don’t talk back to me, you little brat.’, he growled as he bit down on your flesh, making you squeak in surprise. ‘I may be your fairy but don’t think for a second you can say and do whatever you want with me. You’re mine, not the other way around.’

His hand traveled southwards, his fingers crawling into your panties and softly stroking your sensitive little nub, wiping your mind clean of any thoughts.

‘I’ll show you who belongs to who right now.’, he whispered as he connected his lips with yours again.

requested by anonymous: Yixing + Purple

Part of the anniversary drabbles!
Author: Admin E
Warning: Smut
Word Count: +500

‘What’s your favourite color?’

It’s a common question. A question you asked the boy you liked when you were a child, to know if you had the same one, to get to know him. One you ask yourself when you want to decorate your room, or buy clothes. One he asks you, secretly, so he knows what kind of flowers he should buy you on your first date.

You didn’t know how to answer that question back then. Because whatwas your favourite colour anyway? You had so many favourites. Black, like his shiny, soft hair? Gold, like his gorgeous, radiant skin? Brown, like those warm eyes that made your heart melt into a puddle? You couldn’t choose and you said, ‘All of them.’, so he bought you white roses.

After that, many dates and roses followed, until you were ready to give him one single flower in return. It might seem silly, giving only one flower of your own in return to dozens of his, but yours was much greater in significance.

He was gentle, but strong. The warm, dark chocolate of his eyes boring into yours as you roamed your hands through his raven black hair. His caresses were soft, light as a feather as he placed fluttering kisses across your jaw, your face, your neck. Surprised gasps and staggered breaths escaped both your lips, filling the dimly lit bedroom as you explored eachother’s bodies. You didn’t expect anything else from your gentle, loving boyfriend, rolling his hips into yours ever so slowly, making sure you didn’t go through a single second of pain. He treated you like you were a precious porcelain doll.

That was until you grew addicted to the way he moved inside of you, how he filled you up so good it sent shivers down your spine. Soon, the gentle caresses and careful touches became needier, hastier, bolder. You needed more, like every time you did a shot, you needed twice the dosis the next time.

The fluttering kisses on your jaw and neck didn’t flutter anymore. His lips latched themselves on your skin, strong wet kisses at first. Then they grew bolder, teeth got involved and lightly took the flesh between them, biting down slightly, making you gasp in delight. Yixing quickly found it was your weak spot, he also discovered he loved to abuse it. Whether it was during a quick, public makeout session or in private while his hips relentlessly snapped into you, he had to have his lips on your sensitive neck, sucking and biting until your skin changed color.

He loved nipping at the small spot beneath your ear, licking up and down your jaw, sucking constellations into the nape of your neck to the point you permanently had to carry a scarf with you at all times to be able to cover it up. He loved the way you moaned when he took your flesh between his lips, tingling sensations shooting through your nerve system as he kept on sucking and biting, the way your nails dragged over his back, the way small beads of sweat streamed down your skin so he could lick up the salty liquid, at the same time soothing the deliciously painful bruise he inflicted. And you loved the way he relished in it.

So now, when someone asks, ‘What’s your favourite color?’

Your answer is, ‘Purple.’

Daily Reminder

Mark Lee is the best boy and doesn’t deserve any negativity or hate people are sending towards him.

Yes nct have made mistakes, everyone has but going as far as belittling him and challenging his self worth is disgusting.

Love our baby lion, he deserves the world

Father NCT!

(questions in italic)

(mc commentary in bold)

<interview>

Taeil

Episode 1 -

Welcoming the Moon family!

• Oh! A new home 
• wahh this one is pretty
• look how neat
• all the toys are put in order wow, my children could never
• Omo look, look 
• The camera angles to your large bed, a little ball of bed head peeoping out from the two bodies beside him
• ahhh the baby
• The small child stares around the room for a few minutes, his tired eyes blinking slowly before letting out a little cough causing the Mc’s to laugh
• his little hand moves up to rub at his eyes before falling back down
• right you need to remember where you are first 
• while lying down he kicks his legs up before letting them fall back to the bed with a thump, repeating that motion until your body stirs next to him. 
• “Kwanie, are you up” You cooed to small body next to you, your hand reaching out to the small pudgy belly of his grabbing his attention
• “milk” He tiredly states, a little smile adoring your face at your sons simple demand
• “alright then, why don’t you wake up Appa and i’ll get you your milk hm?”You say slowly getting up and stretching your body a little while the young one moves his body to the body of his father.
• the little boy’s hand waves in the air for a second before falling to the man’s cheek with a soft but load slap
• You turn immediately at the sound, snorting loudly the minute you realised what it was.
• Your husband jolts in his position and stills for a second.
• “Y/n?” He calls out slightly.
• Your son replies back with two more slaps
• “ah nevermind Kwanhee”
• The little boy giggled and rubbed his fathers face while watching him wake up
• ah i’m excited to see our new superman he looks so gentle
• “Appa” Kwanhee called
• “I know, I know let’s go” his father said sighed while getting up
• Kwanhee looked up at his tired father, a slight smile on his face as he went to grab his small feet
• “Kwanie come on” His father called out now standing and opening his arms indicating for the little boy to jump into them
• Kwanhee went to stand, holding his arms up
• The minute he was up he nuzzled his face into his fathers neck, his arm going to loop round the other side of him
• “milk” He repeats again, his hand reaching to play with hair at the nape of father’s neck. A habit he gained while breastfeeding and would grab at your own hair
• “Let’s get milk” The male replies tiredly walking out the room with the little boy attached to him
• Ahh Kwanhee’s clingy how cute
• The camera switches to the kitchen with shaking a bottle full of formula, footsteps catching your attention
• “oh, you’re up” You smiled as you watched your husband and son walk in clinging onto each other
• omo is that?
• the camera moves from your husbands legs up to his tired face finally revealling his identity
• Ahh singer Moon Taeil (Taeil show monologue) Not only is he a member of the group Nct but he also has many OST’s 
• <interview>
• “Hello I’m Father of 2 year old Moon Kwanhee, Moon Taeil” Taeil smiled bowing his head before bouncing the smiley 2 year old on his knee.
• “Hi, I’m Y/N L/N, mother and wife of these two boys here” You chipped in moving your hand to run your fingers through Kwanhee’s hair causing the little boy to giggle out
• (how did you meet?)
• “Y/n was working at a venue we were performing at and i just happened to bump into her and she complimented me on my singing and i just thought she was so cute and yeah Kwanhee” Taeil laughed as you wrinkled your nose at his words
• “don’t talk about us conceiving our son so casually” You said elbowing your husbands arm causing him to laugh
• (why did you keep the marriage secret?)
• “the marriage itself wasn’t so much of a secret, the fans knew i was with someone just not who but the pregnancy wasn’t really announced” Taeil said while playing with the 2 year olds feet
• “It wasn’t really a secret we just kinda forgot”You snorted as you remembered your pregnancy
• “no you forgot i always thought about it”Taeil commented
• “well you didn’t say anything so we’re going with we forgot”You countered, your husband snorting at your antics
• “Mummy!” Kwanhee shouted interrupting you to reach for you which you obviously gave into the little boy’s shiny eyes and rosy cheeks.
• ( how do you feel about leaving them alone?)
• “i’m gonna miss my boys” You pout, stroking Kwanhee’s cheek
• “we’ll survive”Taeil said turning towards you
• “that’s what i’m worried about, i need my boys to need me”You replied with a pout
• right a mother loves to be needed
• “we’ll survive but we’ll miss you” Taeil said moving closer to you.
• (are you excited to be alone with your father)
• “love Appa!” Kwanhee jumped, a clap of his hands a huge smile on his face
• Everyone be excited to get to know Mini moon. A sweet loving boy who loves attention and hugs
• (show clip) “Appa”Kwanhee whines as his little feet running after Taeil with arms up in hopes to be picked up
• We’ll have more fun with Kwanhee next week!

Wonwoo: *lying on his deathbed* *beckons to Jun*

Jun: *walks over, sobbing* Wonwoo, don’t leave me, please!

Wonwoo: *beckons to Jun furiously* C-come closer…

Jun: W-wonwoo… my greatest friend, my greatest ally, my one and only true brother. It breaks my heart to see you parting from this world so soon- *hiccups*

Wonwoo: J-Jun…

Jun: W-wonwoo…

Wonwoo: Stop with this sentimental sh*t already. Listen very closely to my commands; when I die, I want you to lower me into my grave… so you can let me down one last time.

Hoshi: They call me coffee ‘cause I grind so fine.

Jun: They call me coffee 'cause I keep you up past 2AM~

The8: They call me coffee, because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of who I am.

Dino: … I don’t drink coffee…

Sorry guys, this one is on the shorter side cause I just lost inspiration for it but I hope you like what I have of it :)

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️:sub!chanyeol, sub!sehun, dom!reader, voyeurism, rimming, oral (male recieving), mentions of handcuffs, threesome, pwp, mommy kink

Helping Hands

“Oh fuck!” Sehun cried out, his hands darting down to tangle in your hair as your tongue swirled around his tip yet again. Internally, you let out a small huff while glaring up at him. A whine forced its way past your boyfriend’s lips as you pulled away, another escaping as you grabbed his wrists and forced his hands down to be pinned on either side of his head. 

     "C'mon baby boy, we talked about this. Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll have to bring out the cuffs.“ You lightened up your hold on his wrists at the look that crossed his face.

     "I’m sorry mommy, I’m really trying not to touch you- I promise I am!” You smiled down at him as his puppy dog eyes came into play, leaning down to press a light kiss to his pouty lips. Normally, you would have already brought out the cuffs, rope, or anything else you had in your toybox to restrain him, but he had been in a subby mood all day today which made him all the more sensitive. When he’s in the mood to become your mindless baby boy in the bedroom he complains and complains about the bruises that inevitably end up around his wrists, almost bringing him to tears. While you didn’t want to deal with that mess later, sometimes you just didn’t have a choice.

     "This is your last warning sweetheart.“ He violently nodded, gripping the sheets as hard as he could while you started to lower your mouth back down on his cock. The moan that ripped from his throat could be heard clear as day from your living room, where, unbeknownst to either of you, a friend had dropped by to return Sehun’s phone charger he had accidentally left in the practice room. 

     Chanyeol had stopped in his tracks as the cry echoed through the house, his face slowly heating up as he realized what it was. He was conflicted. One half of his brain was telling him to sprint out the door and forget this had ever happened while the other half was suddenly reminding how attractive his younger bandmates’s girlfriend was. The poor boy hadn’t even realized he had climbed the stairs until he was suddenly standing outside your bedroom door, hand outstretched for the doorknob in front of him.

     His hands were shaking as the nerves almost swallowed him whole. What was he doing?! Chanyeol took a small step back, cradling his hand to his chest as he shook his head. Just as his back turned to the door, however, another loud moan ripped through the air. He spun back around, telling himself over and over that a small peek wouldn’t hurt. The door opened just a crack, letting the perverted boy’s eye scan the small room. His breath hitched in his throat as he took in the scene before him.

     Sehun’s back was arched off the bed as his fingernails dug into the pillow beneath his thrashing head, trying his damndest to keep his hands from reaching for you. Chanyeol saw your head between your boyfriend’s thighs and assumed you were sucking him off, but upon closer inspection realized that you had traveled lower to trace your tongue around the younger’s entrance. A low groan vibrated through Sehun’s chest as he bit his lip, head tilting in a way that gave Chanyeol a full view of his pleasure filled expression.

     The sight was almost too much to bear as Chanyeol’s bulge strained against the fabric of his pants. His trembling hand shyly rubbed at the area between his legs, hoping to find some relief as the other flew up to his mouth to block his lewd sounds. It didn’t take long before he decided it wasn’t enough, instead unbuttoning his pants to grab ahold of his fully erect cock and pump it at a rather quick pace.

     Sehun’s eyes slowly fluttered open, his vision still a little blurry with pleasure as he turned his head to nuzzle his cheek into the pillow. Through his pleasure haze, however, he saw a crack in the door. Hadn’t you closed it after you pushed him to the bed? It was hard for his mind to fully comprehend what was happening until his eyes had locked onto the pair that he recognized instantly. His face flushed red as he squeezed his eyes shut.

     "M-mommy!” He whined, his thighs unintentionally crushing your head in between them. The action made you look up to his face with a grunt before following his gaze to the door. You smirked as your eyes locked with a pair of dark brown ones.

     "Oh?“ Chanyeol froze up as he realized he had been spotted, the dark look in your eyes making a violent shiver shoot down his spine. He hurriedly pulled up his pants as you made a beckoning movement with your hand, clumsily entering the room. "Well what do we have here? I didn’t realize your friend was such a little pervert, baby.” You chuckled, glancing over to Sehun to make sure he was okay with this. 

     Sure enough as you gave your boyfriend a once-over you could see his cock twitch against his stomach. The both of you had talked about a situation like this before, having someone else join you in the bedroom that is, but now that it was finally happening you realized it was much more exhilarating than you could have ever imagined. Chanyeol, on the other hand, was much too busy thinking about every worst case scenario as his eyes burned holes into the floor. Surely you would never want to talk to him again, and Sehun would be too grossed out by him to ever hang out the way they used to. What if you told everyone else what happened, just to warn everyone about the disgusting pervert they’d been unknowingly spending time with? What if-

     "Chanyeol!“ The boy’s head snapped up, the confused puppy dog eyes he was giving you made you forgive him right away. "Did you hear what I said?” He slowly shook his head. You had turned to face him by now, gesturing for him to come even closer from your place on the bed. He hesitantly stepped forward, hands clenched into fists between his legs in a poor attempt to cover up his hard-on. 

     "I asked if you’d like to join us. There’s a little lesson I need to teach Sehun that he just can’t seem to learn, so a little help would be very much appreciated.“ You said, seduction dripping in your voice as you ran your fingers along his inner thigh once he had sat down next to you. His breath hitched in his throat, a fire burning in his lower abdomen from your touches as well as the whimper that came from the boy behind him. He slowly nodded his head, mind already foggy from your words as he looked up at you with the prettiest puppy dog eyes you had ever seen.

     "Alright, how about you go ahead and take off your clothes, then you can go and sit behind Sehun. Is that alright with you sweetheart?” All he could do was dumbly nod his head again, your sweet voice and gentle touches the only thing he could seem to focus on. “Use your words.”

     "Y-yes mommy, I can do that.“

     "Alright then darling, go ahead.” The words had barely left your mouth before he shot to his feet and began sloppily tugging off his clothes. Jeez, you’d barely done anything and the sweet boy was putty in your hands. You couldn’t help the wicked smirk that crossed your face.

     Oh this was gonna be fun.

I’ve finally finished it lmao. It only took forever but I’m finally feeling productive so hopefully I’ll be able to push out a few more things soon (no promises but we’ll see)

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️:It gets kinda angsty with Seungcheol thinking he’s weird for liking both of you at the same time but there’s a happy ending

Sensitive Pup pt. 3

Ever since that fateful night with you and your lovely boyfriend, Seungcheol’s brain had been buzzing with thoughts. Thoughts that had left his heart in the pit of his stomach as well as a headache crashing through his skull. Everyone had noticed their leader’s distress as he fell victim to his own insecurities, but no one knew what to do about it. Everytime they asked he would wave them off, claiming he just hadn’t been sleeping well. Since the boys couldn’t figure out what the issue was, they turned to the one thing that always lifted his spirits- you.

     You had been pretty confident in your ability to get the truth out of him since he had always been closest to you, aside from Mingyu of course, but one step into his studio told you it wouldn’t be that simple. His head snapped over to you as soon as you entered the room, and a sudden tension smothering the both of you in the small space. You sent him an awkward smile.

     "Uh- hey! The boys were telling me how worried they were about you; I just wanted to make sure you were alright.“ 

     "O-oh, uh- sorry to bother you I guess. No need to worry though, everything’s fine here.” He said with an obviously forced smile. You raised a brow as he seemed to shrink into his chair, knuckles white from his death grip on the armrests and his shoulders almost up to his ears as he refused to make eye contact with you.

     "You sure? You seem a little… tense. You’re not sick are you?“ You asked, stepping closer to him to rest the back of your hand on his forehead. The feeling of your soft skin against his made his heart do somersaults as he fought to keep all his blood from rushing up to his face. He hurriedly grabbed your wrist to push it back to your side.

     "No no no I-I’m fine really, just a little tired. Now if you’ll excuse me I have- uh- work to do. Yes! Very important work so- uh- I-I’ll see you later.” He didn’t give you any time to respond before lightly pushing you out the door, leaving you standing there, dumbfounded by his actions. Were you the reason he was acting so weird? Your heart sank at the thought, trying to think of anything that you had done to warrant this behavior from him as you trudged down the hall. 

     Seungcheol, on the other hand, was still standing at the door he had just pushed you out of, heart lodged in his throat as he pressed his forehead to the smooth wood in front of him. He pushed a shaky sigh past his lips to stop the tears that had built up from falling down his face. Why her? He thought. Why now? Another deep sigh fell from his lips as he sat down in his computer chair. Why do feelings have to be so difficult?

❤

     It had been three days since you had checked in on Seungcheol, and according to the rest of the boys he had more or less returned to his old self. He would still catch himself drifting to thoughts of you and that night but had ultimately decided that his new plan would be better for the both of you. Sure, one might say that ignoring someone that had been your best friend for years because of a silly little crush is childish, but at the moment he could think of no other option. To him, the plan was foolproof- he’d ignore you until these feelings went away and then you could go back to how it used to be. 

     He was currently in the practice room with the rest of his members, taking a water break after about an hour or so of practice. Woozi had sat himself next to him, talking about anything and everything as they both caught their breath. Eventually Jeonghan and Wonwoo also joined in the conversation, quickly shifting it to revolve around their eldest member.

     "Yeah, what was up with you? You barely paid attention to us and just sulked everywhere you went.“ Seungcheol nervously shifted in his spot at Woozi’s question, letting out a small chuckle to ease his nerves.

     "Don’t worry about it.” Jeonghan rolled his eyes with a groan at the answer that the leader had repeated probably a million times by now. Seungcheol only sighed in response. “Look, I was having a little personal issue but I’m taking care of it now. Trust me, everything’s fine.” Wonwoo just shrugged as he took another sip of his water.

     "Whatever you say…" 

     Seungcheol’s attention was suddenly on the other side of the room as the sound of laughter echoed off the walls. All the younger members were on the opposite side of the room laughing hysterically as Hoshi did an over dramatic reenactment of the dance they were learning, making him chuckle as well. Their laughter was boisterous and could probably be heard three rooms down, but one laugh in particular rang in his ears the loudest. His eyes drifted over to Mingyu, who was laying on his back with his arms wrapped around his stomach and tears collecting in the corners of his eyes from how hard he was laughing. 

     Seungcheol let out a sigh as he looked at him, a smile unconsciously stretching across his face. The younger suddenly opened his eyes, coming down from his laughing fit and locked eyes with him, a smile lighting up his own face as he jumped to his feet. He excitedly joined Hoshi to reenact it for the members who had missed it. How cute. The leader thought to himself. His heart skipped a beat as he focused on the younger’s smile that brought energy to everyone in the room. Seungcheol froze, smile falling from his face as he finally processed that his heart had skipped a beat.

     Uh-oh.

❤

     If you weren’t worried before, you definitely were now. It only took a day or two for Seungcheol to go back to locking himself in his office and shrugging off everyone’s concerns. The only difference was that this time he refused to even look in yours or Mingyu’s direction, and would even deliberately avoid you by walking in the opposite direction as soon as he saw either of you coming. For you, that had been the last straw. Seungcheol could avoid you for whatever reason he wanted, but the devastated look on your boyfriend’s face when he realized that his hyung had been avoiding him made your heart shatter in a million pieces. To stop this childish behavior, you had rounded up the boys and concocted a little plan. 

     Their laughter rang through the hallway as they returned from practice, on their way to the car to start heading home after a long day of work. As they reached the vehicle, however, the youngest suddenly got a look of panic on his face as he patted himself down.

     "Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.“ Dino exclaimed. The others turned to him with confused expressions.

     "What’s wrong?” Jeonghan asked.

     "I think I left my phone in the practice room.“ The pout that took over his face made the others laugh. "Hyuuuuung, could you go and grab it for me?” Seungcheol raised a brow at his younger member as he gave him his best puppy dog eyes while tugging on his sleeve.

     "Why can’t you go get it yourself?“

     "Because I need to talk to him about something! It’s really really important.” Jeonghan interjected, pulling Dino into the car seat beside him. Seungcheol let out a sigh as he realized there was no winning this argument before turning back to the building.

     The leader grumbled to himself as he entered the empty room, wanting to just grab the phone and get home as soon as possible. He scratched his head after a quick scan of the room. It wouldn’t be that hard to find; it’s not like there were many hiding places here. He jumped at the sound of the door closing behind him, head snapping up to look at the wall of mirrors in front of him. You could see the blood drain from his face as he locked eyes with you through the mirror.

     "I think you have a bit of explaining to do.“ You said with a glare, leaning against his only escape. His mouth opened and closed like a fish as he struggled to find the words to say. A sigh escaped your lips as your eyes softened. "Look, I’m not really that angry with you Seungcheol, I just wanna know what’s going on. Everybody’s worried about you.” The man in front of you winced. You hadn’t used his full name in so long it sounded wrong coming from your lips- with you he was always Cheolie. I’ve really fucked this up, haven’t I? 

     "I- I can’t- you wouldn’t-“ as he tried to find the words to explain himself, he could feel his throat tighten and the tears start to build. You noticed how his eyes glazed over and his lips quivered as he wrapped his arms around himself, almost like he was trying to make himself smaller.

     "Just talk to me. I promise you, there is nothing you could possibly say that would make me think any less of you.” You were directly in front of him now, hands softly rubbing up and down his arms in a soothing motion. Suddenly the floodgates opened. A loud sob ripped from his throat as he seemed to crumble in your hold, his nails digging into his own skin to prevent himself from latching onto you as the reality of the situation hit him full force.

     Therewas no winning for him. He could either tell you how he truly felt, the thoughts of you and your boyfriend that had been keeping him awake at night and get rejected, ruining his friendship with you forever, or he could refuse to tell you and start avoiding you again, ruining your friendship forever. He hadn’t even realized the both of you were now on the floor, your hand rubbing circles on his back as he caved in on himself. The sight was truly heartbreaking. You wanted nothing more than to hug him and let him cry into your shoulder, but the death grip he had on his own arms told you that that’s not what he needed right now.

     The both of you stayed like that for a while as you waited for him to calm down. When his breathing finally leveled and his sobs turned to occasional hiccups, you moved to sit directly in front of him. You gently caressed his face, wiping the tears from his cheeks while he unconsciously nuzzled into your palm. Keeping his eyes closed, in fear he would lose all confidence the second he looked at you, he took a deep breath. 

     "I- I just- god (Y/N), I’m in love with you. At first I thought it was just some stupid little crush that would go away if I avoided you for long enough, but no matter how far away from you I am, I can’t stop thinking about you. From the moment I wake up to the moment I go to sleep you’re the first thing I think about. A-and I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way cause you and Mingyu are already together but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it wasn’t just you.“ Another sob wracked his body as he curled in on himself even more. "I-I haven’t been able to sleep or eat o-or do anything without thinking of the two of you. You just- you look so happy together and I don’t want to ruin that with my stupid feelings; I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry…”

     You hurriedly wrapped your arms around him as he lost himself in a mantra of “sorry”’s, letting him cry into your shoulder as he shakily wrapped his arms around you. You gently combed your hand through his hair as his nails dug into your back. His body was pressed impossibly close to yours as he tried to return to a normal breathing pattern. Once he had finally been able to do so, you softly pushed him back by the shoulders so you could look him in the eyes. A small sniffle escaped him as you delicately cupped his face in your hands.

     "Seungcheol, honey, look at me.“ You gave him a minute to fully collect his thoughts before he opened his eyes to lock with yours. The soft and caring look you gave him almost sent him into another crying fit; thankfully he didn’t have the energy for that right now. "There is absolutely no need for you to apologize to me, okay? There’s nothing wrong with the way you feel- there are plenty of people that feel the exact same way. I mean come on, there are so many beautiful people on the planet, do you really think everybody is only attracted to one?” He let out a small chuckle, looking down to the floor as he wiped a few of the tears from his face.

     "Heh, yeah I suppose you’re right.“ 

     "Hey,” you said, lifting his chin so he locked eyes with you again, “I’m glad you told me. Even if I did have to force it out of you.” You both laughed at your comment before a brief silence passed. Seungcheol silently opened his arms and you immediately dove into his arms with a smile. 

     "…thanks for not freaking out.“ You nuzzled up into his cheek that he rested against your head. 

     "No problem. Just- don’t keep things like this from me again, alright?” Seungcheol hugged you tighter. 

     "I won’t, I promise.“

     The two of you stayed like that for a couple more minutes, melting in the comfort of the other’s embrace before you pulled away as you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You let out a small laugh at the notification.

Puppy

Is everything alright in there??

Puppy

I don’t wanna be rude but it’s not getting any warmer out here >:(

     "Cheolie, is it alright with you if I give Mingyu a quick rundown of the situation before coming back in with him so you can talk things out with him?” A smile bloomed on his tear stained face at the familiar nickname. 

     "Yeah yeah that’s- wait, is he outside right now?“

     "Yeah, he said he wanted to be able to talk with you without the others around so you wouldn’t be too uncomfortable so he just waited outside in my car. Which apparently isn’t good enough for him cause he’s complaining about it being cold.” You said with another giggle. “Alright, I’ll be back in just a moment.” With a quick pat on his knee you jumped up and jogged out the door, letting the wide smile you had been bottling up spread across your face. You had a small spring in your step as your brain ran wild with all the possible outcomes of Seungcheol’s confession. 

     Ever since Seungcheol started avoiding you (and long before that if you were being honest with yourself), you had started to rethink your feelings for the charming man. You had always found him attractive and couldn’t deny that the way he laughed made your heart flutter the tiniest bit but after Mingyu had confessed you had assumed those feelings would go away. Surprise surprise, they didn’t. When you had finally decided to bring it up to Mingyu a few days after the night you three had spent together, you were relieved to discover that he felt the same way. It had been a little awkward for a while but a quick google search let you know that you weren’t alone in these feelings. After sharing this information with your boyfriend you talked about what this could mean for your relationship, both of you coming to the conclusion that it was at least worth asking the other man to join you guys as a throuple. Of course right after this discovery was when Seungcheol started to ignore you. Hopefully now that you’d settled that issue you’d be able to bring it up.

    Mingyu saw the dopey smile on your face as you approached the car, giggling at the way you skipped to your side. The joyful sound was muffled as you pressed your lips to his the second you could reach them. A small giggle left your lips as you pulled away, seeing that your boyfriend now mirrored your expression.

     "What’s got you in such a good mood, what’d he say?“ You couldn’t help the squeal you let out as you excitedly tapped on Mingyu’s leg with both your hands in a drumroll type motion. You took a deep breath in to calm yourself down before telling him.

     "Okay okay so- long story short, he likes us! Both of us! ROMANTICALLY!” Mingyu’s jaw fell open as his eyes opened comically wide. 

     "NO WAY!“

     "YES WAY! He said that he was just confused about his feelings and didn’t know what to do so he started avoiding us!” Mingyu went slack in his seat, an overjoyed expression slowly taking over his dumbfounded one. Caught up in his emotions, all your giant puppy of a boyfriend could do was pepper your face with a million kisses. When the two of you finally calmed down, you looked each other in the eyes with so much love it would give any onlooker cavities. 

     "Are we really about to do this?“ You were almost certain that your face was gonna be sore tomorrow from how much you were smiling. 

     "I think we are.” You shared one last kiss before jogging walking to the practice room where Seungcheol was waiting.

     The longer you took, the more anxious Seungcheol grew. What if Mingyu wasn’t as accepting of these feelings? What if he starts to think Seungcheol will try to steal his girlfriend and start shielding him from you? The longer the leader sat in the quiet room with nothing but his thoughts, the more he started to regret telling you. He was quickly snapped back to reality at the sound of the door practically flying off its hinges with how forcefully it was pushed open.

     "Sorry! Sorry I- I didn’t realize how hard I pushed it, heh.“ Seungcheol stared wide eyed at Mingyu as the boy sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, from the loud noise or the younger boy’s cuteness he couldn’t tell. After a few seconds of silence, Mingyu cleared his throat. "Sooo… is it true then? You like both of us?” Seungcheol tensed as the floor suddenly became the most interesting thing in the room.

     "Uh- y-yeah. That’s not too weird, is it? I don’t want things to get awkward because of this. I just-“ he took a deep breath, "I just want things to go back to normal now that I’ve gotten this off my chest.” There was a moment of silence.

     "…what if I don’t want it to go back to normal?“ Seungcheol was sure that his heart stopped at the younger’s confession, every worst possible scenario flooding his mind. He snapped his head up to see that Mingyu had seated himself directly in front of him while you were leaning on the door frame, a soft smile on both of your faces.

     "W-what?" 

     "Well~, we’ve been talking about this for a while now,” you started, pushing yourself from the doorframe to walk to where the boys were sitting, “and we were wondering, if you’re okay with it, if you would like to join our relationship. As our boyfriend.” Seungcheol sat there for a few seconds, eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he processed your words. Suddenly a small, sad excuse for a laugh broke the silence.

     "You guys don’t have to do all this just to make me feel better. Seriously, I-I’ll be fine.“ You and Mingyu shared a look before he leaned closer, gently cupping the older boy’s face in his hands. 

     "Seungcheol, we’re serious. I really like you- we really like you, and we want you to be with us. You don’t have to right now if you still need time to sort through and understand your feelings, but we’ll be here whenever you’re ready.” Seeing the overflowing amount of love in the younger’s expression made tears well up in his eyes again. A small sob left him before almost tackling the boy in front of him, grabbing his face and kissing him as hard as he could. You laughed at Mingyu’s wide-eyed expression before he calmed down and started to return his kiss. They both had to catch their breath when they pulled apart, resting against each other’s foreheads as Mingyu laced his fingers with Seungcheol’s.

     "Soooo, I’m guessing that’s a yes?“ The leader chuckled, more tears flowing down his cheeks as he nodded his head. He was barely able to mutter a small "yes” before you tackled him in a kiss. A waterfall of giggles left him as you pulled him up so he was sitting in between you and Mingyu so the both of you could pepper his face in kisses. This had not been the outcome he had been expecting but he couldn’t be happier as he was showered with all the love he deserved from both of his partners.

Nigerian Queen (bts imagine)

Anonie asked:

Could you please do a BTS imagine when they find out your Nigerian and their reaction to your culture?

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In relation to BTS and the Bighit company, i am The directors assistance for international affairs of everything outside of career but not in America. I’ve been working with these boys for at least two or three years now and kept up the most professional and casual relationship you could possibly have with with their fame.

Because they’re so interactive with the path of their career I’m often sitting in a meeting room discussing plans for the future with them. And while it all laughs and bazaar goes, they actually do want to see a lot of these girls go through. And that’s where I come along.

“ so honestly with the amount of saved up expenses we have you guys could definitely do a charity concert if you wanted to.” I informed the boys White have been away at my computer figuring out all the estimated pricing.

“ with the location of the charity concert play into affect into if we’re able to do it or not?” Namjoon asked lean over to look at the screen

“ Of course it does but really you Donely have to worry about the venue not really the country it’s in.” As I was disgusting logistics with him my phone lit up with a notification but of course I didn’t notice. Who did notice however was Hoseok, he grabbed my phone and his eyes go wide with surprise.

“Jasmine! You’re a twin!!” He shouts and shocks me out of my focus. I turned him to see the surprise look on his face as he stares at my screensaver.

“Yeah, i have a twin sister, you didnt know?” I say sarcastically because of course they didn’t now. I’ve done a pretty good job at keeping a lot of my personal life a mystery, just cause I was raised to not give out family information to everyone.

“ Oh oh let me see let me see!” jimin take the phone from hoseok and they all huddle over to she me hugged up with my twin sister back in our hometown.

“ yeah where I come from twins are very common.” I should drug and amusement while they stare in awe.

“Wait where are you from?” Namjoon asked with a tilt of the head

“Im actually Nigerian, more specifically the Yoruba reigon” i explan to them and collectively they all started with a mirage of questions

“Wait seriouly? How come we never knew you were Nigerian?” Yoongi concern was shared amongst the group.

“ I always wondered where that accident came from, but it’s hard to tell because you already have a accent from speaking a foreign language.” Namjoon noted and i just shrugged it was no big deal to me but i guess it was to them.

“ I don’t know I just never had the means to talk about my origin like that” you said causually. Just then, jimin Closed my computer and slide it over to the side. “Well the time has come that we learn how you are. You are our family” i chuckle, thinking that this was a Ludacris situation but everyone seemed to be on the same page except for me. So, I better catch up.

“ all right all right, I give. What do you all want to know?” I lean back and accept their plans.

“ all right that’s more like it, let’s start off with the basics. What. Is. Your. Name.” Seokjin starts it off

“ well for you guys my name is Jasmine but my birth name is Jaiyesimi, I’m named after my grandmother”

“ what about your twin?” Jimin asked “Sukanmi, or Kacee, im older than her by like 5 minutes maybe”

“Wait how did you find your way in korea then?” Jin asked again and that kinda stumped me

“You know, I actually dont know, I traveled alot once i finished college and some how ened up here.”

“You said twins are common in Nigeria?” Jungguk interjected.

“Yeah, it feels like ever other pregnancy are twins, my grandmother was a twin and my father is a twin as well.” They all they are in all like I’m giving them the secrets to eternal youth. Yoongi anf hoseok were gooing back and forth with the picture.

“ what about the food, do you know any recipes?” Jin asked

“ well, yeah, all the recipes my mother and grandmother know so it’s really just a call away, but I haven’t cooked in so long so I wouldn’t trust my skills at making a good meal at all”

“YOU HAVE TOO!” Yelped jungguk which created a snowball effect of them requesting different meals and dishes to be made. Luckily one of the members had a level head and save me from the chaos.

“Okay okay lets not get ahead of ourselfs though” Yoongi hushed them and i just sat there feeling awkward with being but on the spot.

“What about dancing?” Jimin asked

“Oh now i girl can dance, thats was like half of my childhood because my uncle was a musican.” I smile reminising on the old days i used to sit out in front of the house dancing with my sister and cousin as my uncle and his group play all types of songs.

Hoseok takes my hand and looks my in the eyes before saying “you just gave us some very interesting information here jasmine”

Uh no thats when i saw my mistake “oh i mean no no i can dance at all, worst dancer with two left feet. Nothing interesting there” everyone break into a roar of laughter at my fails attempt to save myself.

I just shake my head at their laughing, grab my computer again to continue what we were originally doing. “ come on let’s go back to making these yearly goals, you little pains in my neck” i said this lovingly ofcourse.

We soon got back on track after that, but little did I know they would be taking a lot more interest in me as the years go on in my employment continues.

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You know what I really like writing scenarios now.

Bai for now

park seonghwa is the type to go down on you if you’re getting on his nerves

11:16pm

Pairing: Jung Yunho × black!fem reader

Genre:Humor

Warnings: not really proofread again lol

yunho’s smile was wide on his face, his eyes down while he tried to reign his excitement in over seeing you with a bouquet of your favorites in hand. your date night had been planned down to the last detail and his heart had been pounding from the second he’d sent his ‘on my way’ text.

but the key you’d given him opened the door to a scene he hadn’t expected.

“look, man, all i’m sayin’ is: y'all can keep it the fuck down– i’m across the damn hall from y'all, all i hear is y'all talkin’ and laughing and shit all night when i’m tryna chill and mind my business!”

you couldn’t believe the gall of this jackass, not even noticing yunho and his fading grin coming in behind you. your cousin hadn’t even been in your apartment a whole week, and he was already on bullshit. all because he had been put on academic probation and your place was closer to the university than your aunt and uncle’s. the dude was living under your roof rent free and had the nerve to complain about what you were doing in your own damn house, and your boyfriend stood in unmeasured awkwardness while you yelled back at him with all of those facts.

“…and you can leave whenever the fuck you want to! i ain’t your damn mama, this is MY house, and yunho is MY motherfuckin’ man, okay?! he could be in here blowing my back out, you don’t pay shit round here so you can take your black ass home or deal with what i do in my spot!”

yunho’s smile turned into pure shock at hearing you say that, and when you finally realized that he was there, he timidly greeted you, handing you your flowers and giving uncomfortable looks to your cousin that he tried to conceal before you both went on your way.

you noticed he was quieter than usual the entire evening, but he insisted that he was fine no matter how much you asked, and you had no choice but to let things be so that your date wouldn’t be even further ruined. but the next day passed, and his behavior was still on your mind. you hadn’t expected a text from mingi to interrupt your thoughts. and when you read it you were only more confused.

mingi: hey

mingi: you know yunho would never hurt you, right?

you answered him immediately, feeling your forehead wrinkle with how confused you were.

you: what???? where is this coming from???

mingi: he said he heard you and your cousin fighting bc he thinks he is treating you bad.

your cheeks grew hot. and you slapped your hands over your face, dropping your phone to the floor in the process. 

is that what he thought you meant by–

“oh god…”

it was at least twenty extra minutes before you could even face your phone screen again.

you: he definitely completely misunderstood what i was saying. 

mingi: really?

mingi: well that’s good

mingi: i’ll tell him

you barely paid attention to any of those texts before messaging yunho in all caps.

WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT RUNNING TO MINGI WITH EVERYTHING THAT I SAY!?!!???!! 

yunho: i know! i’m sorry!

yunho: i was just worried i didn’t know what to do!

you: that isn’t even what i meant! i said blow my back out!

yunho: oh…

yunho: mingi explained.

yunho: i’m sorry.

you sighed. even when he was being dumb, your boy was such a sweetheart. you couldn’t help but forgive him immediately, even a as embarrassed as you were. 

then your phone began buzzing again.

seonghwa: hey, i’m sorry your back is hurt, do you need anything?

hongjoong: i hope you get better soon, mingi just told us!

wooyoung: HOW DID YOU HURT YOUR BACK??;!!!!

A Mess of a Prank (Asahi)

• Genre: Fluff, friendship, slice of life
• Word Count: 2,674
• Pairing: Reader, Asahi
• World: Treasure
• Note: Happy April Fool’s day ya fools.

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Today was April Fool’s day, the day of insane pranks and dank memes. You had always been fascinated by the holiday but never got to participate simply because the people around you didn’t handle jokes well and you had no skills to pull them off successfully, either. So, you settled each year for just watching people prank each other online instead, reblogging them as if you were somehow part of the joke. But this year? This year you were determined to prank someone. You spent hours going through your contacts trying to choose a victim, but there was only one that you felt comfortable enough with to prank.

Your best friend, Asahi.

He had put up with a lot of shit since becoming your friend and you felt confident that he wouldn’t get upset over a silly little prank. You also worried that he might see it coming since he was a smart cookie, but you chose to ignore that worry and got to work setting your plan in motion.

You climbed out of the car, looking up at the giant Hobby Logic sign that sat above the store in orange letters. It was early in the morning and the store had only just opened, so there were very few people inside. You stepped in after a woman and her young daughter, glancing around for your friend. You found her near the back of the store, straightening up the wall of pipe cleaners.

You tapped her shoulder. “Excuse me.”

“Yes? How can I he -” she turned around, a customer service smile on her lips. She blinked when she realized it was you. “Y/N? What are you doing here?”

You clicked your tongue. “Is that any way to speak to a customer?”

She rolled her eyes, turning back to the pipe cleaners. “Considering you’re not a morning person and I can’t believe you’re up so early, I don’t think you are a customer. Maybe you’re a ghost or a demon.”

“How rude,” you huffed, smacking her shoulder. “I’ll have you know, I have a really important mission to accomplish today.”

She paused, realizing what day it was and she looked at you suspiciously. “Why? What are you planning?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to prank you. I do need you to direct me toward the confetti, though.”

“Aisle eight.”

“Brilliant, thank you!” You gave her a wave before heading toward aisle eight. Rows of colorful glitter in plastic tubes lined the shelves, followed by colorful confetti in plastic bags. They started out small, the size of sandwich bags, and they grew all the way into bags that reached your waist. You spent a good five minutes staring at the bags, trying to decide on how much you would need and, more importantly, what color you should choose.

“You’re so indecisive, I swear.”

You glanced at Naomi as she approached you, straightening the apron around her waist with the store’s logo on it. “It’s an important decision. If I choose too little, I’ll have to come back but if I choose too much, I’ll have leftover confetti with no use for it. Then there’s the color which can determine the mood of the prank. If I go for something bright, it might be too noticeable but if I choose something dark, it might make the prank lose some of its humor and seem more serious.”

She deadpanned. “You put way too much thought into this.”

“It’s my first prank since I was a kid, of course, I did.”

“Just choose blue. It’s a fairly neutral color.”

“You don’t think it’ll be too noticeable?”

She hummed, pointing toward a darker blue. “This one here is royal blue. It’s lighter than navy blue but it’s still dark enough to not draw too much attention. I recommend that one.”

You leaned closer to the bag she was pointing at and nodded. “It’s a nice color… but how much should I get?”

“I don’t know what the prank is so I can’t help you there.”

You turned to her but she held her hand up to stop you.

“And I don’t want to know. If you get arrested, I want no part of it.”

“You’re supposed to be my ride or die,” you frowned, earning a look.

“I am, but I draw the line at jail. I’ve got to get to work, hurry up and choose something before people start complaining about the weirdo staring at confetti for twenty minutes.”

You watched her disappear from the aisle before looking at the confetti, a frown on your lips. For the color Naomi had chosen, there were only three options – the tiny sandwich bag size, one that was just a bit bigger, and a giant bag that sat on the top shelf. You did some quick calculations on your phone and realized that it would be more expensive to buy a bunch of tiny bags than it would be to just get the big bag. You got on your tiptoes, leaning on the shelf to try and reach the giant bag at the top but the shelf was too high and the tip of your finger just barely brushed the plastic.

You put your foot on the bottom shelf, testing it to see if it could hold your weight and it seemed somewhat stable. You’d just have to be fast about it, that’s all. In one swift motion, you pulled yourself up the shelves, fingers curling around the plastic but a cry left your lips when your foot slipped and you fell backward, your ass hitting the linoleum floor and the bag of confetti landing on top of you. You winced in pain, rubbing at your hip. ‘Well, that could have gone better… but it also could have gone worse!’

Shaking your head, you pulled yourself to your feet, feeling a sharp pain go up your back when you did so. You were fairly sure it was going to bruise and be sore for a while, but it wasn’t anything serious. The bag was even bigger now that you held it in front of you and, sitting on the ground, it reached your waist. Would you really need this much? You doubted it, but you would be saving money regardless. You grabbed the bag, thankful that confetti wasn’t heavy, and headed for the front of the store to wait in line. Since there were only a few customers, Naomi was the only one at the cash register.

When you placed the large bag on the counter, she looked at you as if you had just murdered an entire family. She took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Y/N…”

“Yes, bestie?”

“Don’t you think this is a bit… excessive?”

“Not really,” you shrugged. “Why? Do you?”

“Yes!”

“Don’t exaggerate,” you waved her off, pulling your wallet out. “This is gonna be epic.”

Once she rang up the item, she sent you a look. “I’m serious, Y/N, don’t call me from prison.”

“You never support me,” you stuck your tongue out at her, taking the bag and carrying it under your under.

She just shook her head, watching you leave the store.

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You stood in the living room, looking up at the ceiling fan with a frown. It was a lot higher than you thought it was and you weren’t sure you’d be able to reach it but not for lack of trying. First, you tried standing on the coffee table but it wasn’t even close. Then you tried using a stool from the kitchen and, despite being taller than the table, you still couldn’t reach it. Your frown deepened as you looked around your apartment, looking for anything that could boost you up enough to reach the fan – the only thing sturdy enough was your dresser.

After clearing the items off the top, you took a breath and pushed your back against the side, pushing it with all your might. It screeched loudly against the wooden floor and it took a lot more effort than you thought it would to get it into the living room, especially since the living room had carpet instead of wood flooring, but you completed your task. You set the bag on the dresser before climbing up and reaching for the fan only to start coughing at the thick layer of dust and cat hair that coated the wood.

‘Jesus, when was the last time this was cleaned?’ you waved your hand in front of you and coughed again. You were sure you had cleaned it at least once in the two years you had been living there but there was so much dust that it seemed as if it hadn’t been cleaned in eight years. With a huff, you climbed back down to get cleaning supplies. Twenty minutes later, the fan was mostly spotless and ready for the confetti. The problem is that the confetti didn’t like to stack up and kept sliding off, fluttering to the ground. Would a thin layer be enough? It would have to be.

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you paused, tugging it from your pocket. It was a new message from Asahi.

[Asachan || Hey. What are you up to?]

You smiled. [Trying to relax :3 how’s practice?] Putting the last of the confetti on the fan, you slid off the dresser and winced as pain went through your hip. And you still had to move the dresser back. Shaking your head, you put your phone on top of the dresser before beginning to push the dresser, but you got it right in front of the hall before you groaned, out of energy.

[Asachan || It’s going well. I like this choreo.]

Before you could reply, he sent another message.

[Asachan || Are you gonna stop by the studio today?]

You glanced up at the fan. [Sorry, I can’t today.]

[Asachan || Why not?]

You hummed as you looked at the empty message box. What should you say? You needed him to come home for the prank but you doubted he would stop by after practicing all day. Your hip throbbed and it was like a light bulb went off above your head. You could ask him to bring you meds for the pain! [I hurt my hip today When practice ends, can you bring me some pain meds? Please~ Asachan?]

A minute passed, then two, then five, and no reply came through. ‘He must have gone back to practice,’ you shrugged, setting your phone down on the dresser before sealing the confetti bag and placing it in the hallway closet. You tried to move the dresser again but pain shot through your back and you groaned, letting your upper body slump across the dresser. The wood was cool against your cheek which felt good since the room was heating up without the fan turned on. You pulled yourself up until you were lying across the dresser, using your arms as a pillow.

Before you knew it, you were asleep and not even your buzzing phone could wake you as message after message came through from a worried Asahi.

[Asachan || How did you hurt your hip? What happened?]

[Asachan || Y/N? Are you okay?]

[Asachan || This isn’t funny, Y/N. Answer me.]

[Asachan || If this is an April Fool’s prank, I’m deleting your number.]

[Asachan || I’m on my way.]

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Asahi was out of breath by the time he reached your apartment door, his heart hammering with worry. You still hadn’t responded to any of his messages or calls. He wanted to leave practice as soon as you stopped replying but his manager wouldn’t let him and his members convinced him to wait a bit, saying that you might have just gotten busy or distracted but after a few hours passed and you refused to reply, he finally got his manager to agree to let him go.

He knocked on the door, holding himself back because it was getting late and he didn’t want to disturb your neighbors. The sound roused you from your sleep and you lifted your head in confusion, rubbing at your eyes. It took you a minute to realize that the sound was coming from the door and you started to push yourself off the dresser but your back locked up from the terrible sleeping position and the earlier accident and you fell off the dresser, hitting the ground with a soft groan.

When you didn’t answer, he tried the doorknob, finding it unlocked. How many times had he told you to keep the door locked? You never listened to him. With his heart pounding in his ears, he turned the knob and stepped into the apartment. The lights were off, the room dark without the sun to cast light through the window. He flicked the light switch beside the door, bathing the room in light.

You winced at the sudden bright light, peering your head over the top of the dresser to see who had just entered your apartment but you got a face full of confetti as the fan kicked on at its highest speed, sending the little blue pieces of plastic all over the room like a confetti tornado. You sputtered when a piece went into your mouth.

Asahi blinked in confusion, looking up at the fan to try and discover why it was snowing blue in your apartment but then he remembered your message and he frowned, eyes snapping to you. “Y/N.”

Your eyes met his as you slowly pulled yourself up, giving him a sheepish smile. “Hi…”

His eyes raked over your body, searching for any physical sign of injury but he found none. “What’s going on? Why didn’t you reply to my messages? Are you okay?”

“Breathe, Asahi,” you laughed, shaking your head to get rid of the confetti that was still falling from the fan. You held your arms out. “April Fools…!”

His brow furrowed. “So you’re not hurt?”

“I mean, I did hurt my hip when I fell at the store this morning,” you put your hand on your lower back, feeling the ache there like you had just had a bad night’s sleep. “Or maybe it’s my back. I’m not sure, the whole area is kinda sore.”

“Why didn’t you answer me?”

“I waited a bit for your reply and then I fell asleep. I’m sorry!” You put your hands together in front of you and he sighed, running his hand through his blonde hair, sending a mess of confetti to the floor and earning you a confused look. “Yeah… about that. Happy April fool’s day?”

“Was this your plan the whole time?” his lips twitched up.

“Maybe. It would have gone better if I hadn’t fallen asleep…”

“You pranked yourself, Y/N.”

“Eh? How?”

He motioned toward the room and you glanced around, finally noticing just how much of a mess had been made. The confetti had gone everywhere.

“Crap, I have to clean this up.”

“Mhm,” Asahi smiled softly, resting his hand on top of your head. “I’ll help you.”

“That’s not necessary! You practiced all day and I did this to myself like you said.” You took a breath. “I made my bed and now I must lie in it.”

“I can’t let my best friend suffer alone,” he stated, kneeling down so he could start gathering the confetti into a pile.

You smiled warmly, kneeling beside him and throwing your arms around his shoulders. “Thank you, Asachan.”

He picked up a handful of confetti and tossed it at you, amusement dancing in his eyes.

“Yah, that’s not cleaning.”

He grabbed another handful, raising a challenging brow.

“Asahi, don’t you dare -“

He tossed it at you again and you let out a battle cry, tackling him to the ground. Your laughter mingled with his as the two of you wrestled, ruining the small pile he had made. Your prank may have failed, but you still considered it to be a good day.

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Request: May I request a Scenario when Y/n is a new trainee at YG and Jaewon gets all shy around her because he likes her. Suuuper fluffy. Thanks!            

Pairing : reader x jaewon

Genre : fluffy

A/N : jaewon is so good looking i kinda got distracted looking at gifs of him. i just want to say i have no idea what yg building is like inside so this is just my imagination. thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy !!

tee xx

It was my first day at the yg studio marking my first step towards making my dream come true. I had been so nervous that I hadn’t been able to even eat breakfast before leaving my small apartment. My mum had blown up my phone with encouraging messages and I tried to reply to everything she said while walking to the yg building. Even though I was nervous, I was excited to see all my idols. I was a huge fan of the artists yg produced and loved all their unique styles. I aspired to be like them one day.

I pushed open the glass front door and stood in the entrance not knowing where to go. People were walking in all directions and just as I was about to ask someone the way to the rookie practice room I get rammed in the back. I swivel around on the heels of my feet to see who it was. A boy with long-ish hair looked at me stunned.

“I’m so sorry !!” he apologised bowing. I nodded my head and bowed back. He began to walk away when I grabbed his shirt. He turned looking expectantly at me

“Um .. could you show me the way to the rookie practice room. I’m new here and I don’t know my way round” I asked. I stood waiting for an answer but he just stared at me. I noticed his ears were a fiery red and he wouldn’t look me in the eyes.

“So could you?” i ask again. He simply nodded and started walking in the direction of a lift. We got in and went up to the third floor.

“So turn left and um then you go right and should see a uh a sign with rookie on” he quietly said when we reached our floor.

“Okay thank you” I smiled at him as I got off the lift. He smiled back slightly and hurriedly pressed on another floor button. He must be in a rush, I thought. I found the room easily and began my training.

It wasn’t until the end of the week that I realised I had bumped into THE jung jaewon. He’d just debuted and had all the new girl trainees in love with him. I had seen him a few times but he was always walking really quickly and with his head down.

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I had been a trainee for a couple of months when we were assigned with mentors. These were usually artists who’d already debuted and who’s style was similar to yours. My mentor was Jaewon which made me excited as I had already met him before. I followed the instructions my instructor had given me and made my way to recording studio B. I found Jaewon sat in a big black computer desk chair fiddling with the various buttons on the keyboard. I cleared my throat and said hi. He shot up knocking over the chair he’d previously been sitting on and turned to face me. He scratched the back of his head and nodded at me.

“Umm so can you rap this verse and I’ll you know tell you to like where to improve and stuff” he mumbled handing me a paper with lyrics on. I nodded and walked into the recording booth. I gave him a thumbs up to indicate I was ready and he stiffly nodded. When I was done I walked back into the control room and waited for feedback. He didn’t face me and continued tapping away at his keyboard and clicking on things on the screen. I waited for a while and when I realised he wasn’t going to say anything I sat down on the edge of the sofa that was in the corner of the room and fiddled with my thumbs.

“So how was my rapping?” I eventually asked.

This startled him again and he mumbled a good in response. He got up and hit the corner of his table with his knee making his coffee fall on the floor. He quickly bent down to tidy it up and accidentally knocked a pile of papers onto the floor as well. I tried not to laugh and started to help collect all the papers. His hand fell on top of mine as we picked up the last paper and he started to apologise and pulled his hand back.

“It’s okay” I giggled reassuring him “It’s cute”.

His eyes grew wide in size and his ears turned a red again. That must be what happens when he’s embarrased, I figured. I handed over the paper I had gathered and he bowed his head.

“See you tomorrow” I said and waved at him. He smiled at me and nodded at me. I walked out smiling looking forward to seeing him the next day.

Anonymous : Could you do a Got7 reaction where their S/o has a British accent that switches to American and back to British while she speaks?

A/N : this is my first reaction and first got7 request !! y’all should know that got7 is my ult group so i’m hoping i’m as accurate as possible i wanted to add gifs but i still haven’t figured out how to post more than 3 someone help !!!!! anyway enjoy ehe

tee xx

Mark : he’s claimed before that he likes british accents so he’d love listening to you talk and pronounce things differently to him. But when you slip a word in american he’d laugh and teasingly accuse you of trying to copy him

Jaebum : tbh this guy would be a sucker for you . he’d love hearing your accent just because it’s different and he’d especially love it when you spoke korean and your accent was clear. i don’t think he’d really notice if you switched accent and you’d have to tell him then he’d ask how it’s said with a british accent.

jackson : oh my god he would be the most extra about your accent. if you said anything he’d mimic you and squeal exclaiming just how adorable you are. he would always try to speak in a british accent too which would make you cringe and make him pout. if you said something in an american accent he would say he had a better american accent and show you the right way to say it.

jinyoung : he would love your britihs accent so much !! he would find it sophisticated and he’d just like listening to it. he’d get jokingly sassy if you said something in an american accent and tell you you were hanging out with mark too much and couldn’t even get his accent right.

youngjae :this sunshine would see the change in expression whe you said something in an american accent and would just start laughing. he would adore your british accent but love when you switch just because he loved the face you made.

bambam : king of being extra, he would always exaggerate when copying your accent even though he loved it. if you said something with an american accent he would definitely copy you and make fun of the way you said it earning a pout or smack on the arm.

yugyeom : he would always try to speak to you in english because he wants to get better at it . he’d also try to speak in a british accent because he believe he’s good at it and it makes him look good. he’d like when you spoke in an american accent tho because he’s into america and would just like to hear the accent.

A/N: Oml I know there’s like a million of these but they seem so fun and cute and I wanted to try it!

• Lots of hugs
• You being annoyed every time he starts cleaning the house when it’s already perfectly clean
• Tickle fights
• Lots of pouting
• You begging him to do aegyo
• “Can I get a kiss?”
• “No, I didn’t see you brush your teeth today”
• You being jealous of Ten because he spends more time with your boyfriend then you
• Having to force him to go to bed at night cause he’s a workaholic
• Holding hands while watching a movie at night
• Late night snaks
• Lots of back hugs
• “OPEN YOUR EYES!”
• “SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP!”
• Lots of lip biting 
• Passionet Sex
• Sometimes rough
• Long sweet kisses
• Him getting jealous easily 
• You teasing him about it, and assuring him that he’s the only one you love
• Cheek kisses
• Lip biting
• LOTS AND LOTS OF LIP BITING
• Lots of teasing
• Like literally, he’ll be up on stage dancing to The 7Th sense and he’ll be throwing winks and body rolling like there’s no tomorrow
• Little shit
• Loves it when you cuddle to his chest
• Having to comfort him when he feels sad or stressed
• Amazing with his tongue(Just saying)
• Getting mad when you don’t wash the dishes when it’s your turn
• “GET YOUR PURKY ASS IN THE KITCHEN RIGHT NOW!”
• “UGHH”
• Falling asleep on the couch together
• You buying him a new sent of febreeze for his Birthday

Short story:

“Y/N!” You heard Taeyong yell from upstairs, quickly getting up from the comfortable couch you were sitting  and walking to the front of the stairs with a worried look on your face, thinking something bad happened.

Taeyong angrily walked down the stairs with something behind his back. You couldn’t really see what it was, but the way it moves behind his back made you get a sneak peak of what it was. Like some type of clothing.

“What is it?” You asked while furrowing your eyes. Stepping back a bit so he could stand right in front of you.

“How could you?!?” He said sadly. You started to feel a bit nervous by his tone. But confused at the same time.

“I trusted you, I gave you my trust and you took that trust and stomped all over it. YOU BETRAYED ME Y/N, our relationship is broken now ” He yelled as he breathed heavily.

You being confused to why he said, walked closer to him but he stopped back. Putting a hand in betwen you two so there was some kind of space.

“What are you talking about Tae?” You asked once more. Sighing in process, tired of all  this.

He gave a loud sigh while he reviled the piece of clothing he was hiding. It was your underwear.

“You left your underwear on the floor.” He said while putting his free hand over his chest, acting like he was hurt.

“Uh, oops” You sigh and rolled your eyes while walking away.

“Oops!? oOPS?????” He repited as his eye twitched a bit. “Why do you hate me. Why do you choose to hurt me like this?” He pouted

You laughed and gave him a small kiss on the cheek and grabbing your underwear.

“I promise I’ll be more careful with my stuff” You promised while walking over to the couch. 

“Thank you! Its all I ask for” He said while running back upstairs.

Kiki~

Anonymous: Got7 reaction to their s/o not wanting them to pick them up because she thinks she’s 2chubby and might hurt them

A/N:  This is actually my first time doing a reaction so i hope it doesn't suck too much.

Mark: Mark is a really quite person, he tends to keep to himself a lot. So it wound’t be much of a difference in this situation. He’s be a bit mopey and would tell you how silly you are and continued to pick you up and be cuddly, he isn’t really good with words so you’d definitely feel his love through his actions. But if you continued with the worry, he’s mood  would probably drop 100%. He’d feel like its his fault for not reminding you everyday of how beautiful you are. Would probably do anything it takes to make you feel good about yourself, and you don’t have to worry about yourself cause you are absolutely beautiful..

Jackson: He’d scoff at your silly worry and will continue to make jokes and carrying you, but once he sees the look of uneasiness, his mood will change. He’s be serious and will probably sit you down, making you tell him why you thought that way. Anger obviously radiating of him as he listens to all reasons as to why you feel that way. He would try to calm down, tying not to show you how angry he felt cause of this, since he knew it’ll make you feel just as bad.  He would show you just how much he loves you and your body. And if you still feel uneasy, he would write 100 reasons as to why you’re perfect. Until you smile again..

Youngjae:  He’d highkey be so confused. He’d be asking all kinds of questions on why’d you think you’ll hurt him. He’d tell you that he loves picking you up and that it maid him feel really bad that you think like that. I think he would start to make types of jokes and puns just to make you laugh and get your mind of the negative stuff. He would cuddle you and eat all kinds of sweats with you, making sure you were happy with yourself, and telling you that he loves everything about, and loves carry you in his arms.

Jaebum: I feel like he would react the same as Jackson, but he’d be more calm. Taking your hand in is and sitting you down, asking why you would ever say something like that. He’d cut you half way, to angered at your silly thoughts of yourself. He’s pull you into a hug, not saying much, but he’d definitely make you feel his love. kissing your head lovingly and telling you that you are perfect. He’d give you kisses in places you felt most insecure. leaving loving messages before each kiss. But if you really had a problem with your weigh, he’d offer you to go to the gym with him, although he’d tel you that you didn’t need it.

BamBam: He’d go along with it, taking your remark as a joke. But as soon as he saw your face fall he’d start apologizing and hugging you as you bury your head in his chest. He’d rub your back, telling you that you shouldn’t feel that way. He would kiss your temple, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, also whispering dumb jokes or embarrassing moments of the members to make you laugh and happy again. He’d for sure be more careful  next time cause he doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable, but will always remind you of how precious you are to him.

Jinyoung: As soon as he picked you up, and felt you tense he’d know right away. Unlike the other members, he’d be straight up and tell you he truth. He would still be holding you in his arms, tightening his grip on you as he gave a stern look. He’d tell you that you are perfect and loves the size of your body, oves holding you to him and feeling it pressed against him. He would kiss your neck softly, not letting you go, telling you that his savoring the feeling of your beautiful body pressed against his, making you blush ad smile.

(best gif ever istfg)

Yugyeom: He’d be just as devastated and sad. He’d slowly let go of you and look at you with concern in his eyes. He wouldn’t ask any questions and just sit next to you. He’d rap his arms around you and kiss your head. After a while comfortable silence, he’d tell you that you were the most beautiful human being that he has ever laid eyes on. Telling you that he loved carrying you, cause it made him feel like the ultimate boyfriend. He’d tell you that he wouldn’t change your weigh for the world cause you were just so perfect to him.

A/N I hope you enjoyed this little reaction and please don’t ever think less of yourself. Cause you are beautiful just the way you are, don’t let society’s standards bring you down, cause you are unique in your own way. Nothing wrong with that.

Kiki~

are we friends, or more?

(or unconventional displays of affection and intimacy)

1. helping them stay balanced on a subway/bus
2. giving them a taste of your meal, with your own cutlery (bonus: by your own hand)
3. randomly curating and sharing a playlist that you think they would like
4. lending them your clothes
5. facing your body towards them in a group of people; even when they aren’t talking
6. calling them first when spreading some good news
7. talking about your interests unabashedly
8. remembering their favourite ice cream flavor (or something equally as meticulous)
9. checking in; asking if they’re okay at a busy social event
10. pretending to also dislike something they do; just so they don’t feel so alone
11. their contact name being formatted differently than everyone else
12. running to you when they see you
13. knowing their food/drink order
14. actually watching something they talked about in passing
15. walking them home, especially at night
16. trying to like the things that you enjoy, even if they aren’t completely onboard with it (yet)
17. talking about them to your friends/family
18. asking them how their work/test/class went at exactly the time it ends
19. comparing hand sizes
20. sending articles to them that are (even slightly) related to things they’re interested in
21. being openly defensive of them when others try to put them down
22. seeing something in the store that reminds you of them; then buying it immediately
23. mentioning them in your journal entry
24. asking them about their likes and dislikes, very often and randomly
25. telling them you enjoy spending time together
26. (bonus: both of y’all doing both of these things but neither of you noticing it smh)

request + Can you do an the boyz Eric reaction to his idol gf hitting highnotes easily and being overall a well rounded idol? Uwu ty

• eric actually had the BIGGEST crush on you before y’all started going out
• like,,,,any time he saw you on screen it was all butterflies n giggles n teasing from his members not that it isn’t still like that
• but he didn’t just like you bc he thought you were cute or he rly liked ur personality
• which he does, of course, but in work terms you were his inspiration
• you were the idol he looked up to because you were just so talented and perfect
• and to say he’s proud of you being his gf and still almost doesn’t fully realize your his is an understatement
• just like,,,,wow,,,,,all that ass talent is his gf,,,,,,,,,,y’all can’t relate
• you’re doing a live with another one of your members
• so ofc eric’s watching
• ay’all just have music playing in the background, occasionally singing or dancing when you know the part
• even though you’re not putting in as much effort or taking it as seriously as you do on stage,
• the small, goofy movements are still so mesmerizing to him that he can’t take his eyes off you the entire time
• and you can guarantee there’s a big ass grin on his face too
• at one point simon says plays and you and your member are goofing around tryna do the choreo cs that shits kinda hard no cap
• but when the bridge comes you just sit down and start singing
• in a higher key taeil vocal legend
• not only is your member impressed even though she hears you sing every freaking day
• but eric is absolutely taken aback
• that part is already so high ? ? yet you managed to sing it perfectly even h i g h e r ???22?2?22?2?2?2
• he didn’t think your voice could get any more beautiful than it is
• he watches the rest of the live with the fattest smile cs that’s his gf y’all
• when it’s over he most definitely goes back to screen record it and show off to the rest of the guys
• and the next time he sees you he DEFINITELY brings it up
• doesn’t stop praising you or telling you how much he loved it and how much of an amazing singer you are o(≧▽≦)o
  
• also expect him to play songs with a high vocal range so he can hear your voice again bc he thinks it goes mf crazy dude
• pls sing for him tho he loves u >.<