anon asked: Hiii!!! Can I please request for a Yoo Taeyang scenario where you walk in on him making out/having sex with another person? And you break up with him right then and there. Thank youuuu!!!
I am such a slut for cheating scenarios. I hope this hurts good. sorry for the wait!
admin lil
It wasn’t easy being in a relationship with an idol. You knew that. Taeyang warned you, your family warned you, his bandmates warned you, but you were stubborn and positive that you would never find anyone like Taeyang ever again. You were determined to not lose your shot at it.
Maybe that’s why you ignored the missed dates when he would come back with a bruised neck and lipstick stained collar, the excuse of practice running late rolling off his tongue in well-practised waves. Perhaps it’s why you believed the texts he got from women thanking him for a good time were just rookies he was helping out when he had free time. Possibly, that’s why when he missed your birthday, anniversary, his own birthday you excused it. This was your one shot with him.
You couldn’t pretend anymore. Not when your daughter was sat on your hip, asleep from how hard she had cried on the way home, due to the fact that her own father missed her recital. It was her first since he had signed her up for ballet. All of the other members came, each with their own bouquets for your baby. The other eight members showed up and yet her own father couldn’t be bothered.
All of your texts were ignored, each call rejected after three rings. It wasn’t that he couldn’t come; it was just that he was preoccupied. You figured that is what hurt the most- someone else had taken priority over your small family, and that was just unacceptable. Your child didn’t deserve that. She deserved a father that would be there any time she wanted or needed. The optimistic side knows she has eight uncles that are willing to die for her, but the more realistic side of you knows that will never fill the hole her father left.
Perhaps that’s why you passed your sleeping daughter off to Youngbin with a small, forced smile. He promised to keep her safe, even if you were only going to be gone for a few hours. Just enough time to end things with Taeyang and come back to the dorm where their manager promised to help you find a place to stay for a few nights. Your daughter left, wrapped tight in Youngbin’s arms. Inseong gave you a ride to your apartment and parked the car. You lead him on the path to the apartment you were leaving and unlocked the door, not even paying mind to the moans you heard from the bedroom- your bedroom.
Your baby’s room was first and you packed all of her essentials before handing the bags to Inseong, silently pleading for him to leave the room so you could deal with Taeyang by yourself. He obeyed and soon you were standing in the doorway, watching the man you loved plow into a woman you had never seen before. At least there was that.
You said nothing, immediately going to the closet and packing your clothes without a care for your noise. The moaning stopped, being replaced with curses and a panicked “I didn’t know you were seeing anyone!” You turned to her, eyes devoid of emotion as you zipped up your bag. You smiled slightly.
“He isn’t anymore. You’re welcome to have him.” Taeyang sputtered behind you but you couldn’t be bothered to care, not anymore. You left the apartment, your key placed on the table as Taeyang tried his best to follow you. He voiced complaints and begged you to stay, feeding you lie after lie. You ignored all of them, just like he ignored you. Your bag was placed in the backseat of Inseong’s car and you opened the passenger side door, slipping in it before Taeyang could stop you. You locked them just as he tried to pull it open. You stared at him through the window, watching as he gulped, witnessing the tears stream down his cheeks.
“What about us? What about Nari?” The muffled questions made you scoff.
“There is no us, there hasn’t been for a while. We’ll let the court decide about my daughter.” You saw Taeyang flinch back from your words and you found yourself wishing the plane of glass wasn’t there so he could get the full effect of your words. You took your gaze off of him and Inseong pulled out of the parking spot. And then you drove off, watching the figure of Taeyang grow smaller in the rearview mirror.
It wasn’t easy being in a relationship with an idol. Thankfully, you weren’t in one anymore.
anon asked: Hi! Can I request a SF9 Taeyang scenario for when he has to perform with a female artist and the reader gets a little jealous? Thank you!
hi! I hope you enjoy this! sorry for the wait!
admin lil
Taeyang was a great dancer, there was no doubt about that. That’s when he told you he got scouted to be in a dance duet with Lisa from BlackPink you weren’t surprised. Both of them were wonderful dancers, portraying art with their bodies in ways others could only dream of doing. That didn’t mean you were particularly excited about it.
Lisa was… Lisa. She was beautiful, she was talented, she was a fucking genius. (She knew three languages for christ’s sake.) She was everything you wanted to be. That’s why you were never sure when Taeyang came home. And it’s not his fault. You trusted him with your life, he never gave you a reason not to. He loved you and he made it quite obvious. But that doesn’t mean you didn’t have your worries.
You decided to bring it up over dinner one night. The food on your plate was growing cold, just like you could feel yourself do. Goosebumps grew on your arms and you weren’t sure if was due to the house being chilly or not. It was now or never, you thought to yourself, and opened your mouth to speak.
“Tae, can I ask you something?”
He looked up, a stray noodle falling from his mouth back down to his plate. You giggled quietly, making his cheeks flush pink in embarrassment.
“Yes, love?”
You bit your lip slightly, eyes downcast.
“Lisa… she’s pretty right?”
Taeyang tilted his head slightly in confusing before shrugging slightly.
“I guess, she’s not really my type though.”
You nodded like you understood, but in all honesty, your heart dropped. If Lisa wasn’t his type, then you definitely weren’t.
“Baby. Look at me.”
His voice shook you out of your thoughts and you looked up at him. There was a smirk playing at his lips that soon widened into a grin.
“You’re my type. I like you. No one else compares to you, not to me. So stop silently brooding because you’ll get wrinkles if you get frowning like that.”
You laughed, eyes looking down again but this time due to the fact that you were too embarrassed at the fact that you got caught.
Summary: A revisit of how you, the most beloved idol, met the love of your life who also happens to be an idol.
Genre: Fluffff, Pure Innocent Love
Word Count: 1.8k
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“Girls! Y/n needs help again. She’s staring at her phone and laughing like a crazy kid.” Hyomin, the leader of your group teased you. You were sprawled on the couch of the waiting room with your legs over her lap, paying no mind to her nonsense as you are too busy facetiming your boyfriend of two years.
Your two other members immediately stop what they were doing, dashing to your side. You laugh as the rest of your members stuff their faces next to yours to get a good look at your phone screen. They all shout absurdly loud, “Good morning brother in law!!” Yuri, the leader of your group, sported a hair roller holding up her bangs and a mischievous look on her face as she joked, “Stop making our y/n like a giddy kid. She must protect her ‘sexy girl’ idol image.”
It is currently six in the morning and the staffs look exhausted but your group seem as lively as ever, ready to hit rehearsals for the music broadcast. Initially, you were just as fatigued as the staffs but that all changed after receiving a facetime call from your boyfriend, Taeyang, who always know how to cheer you up despite having an early schedule for an album jacket shooting.
You are a part of a famous Kpop girl group named Lady that consists of four members. It’s been seven years since your debut and your group has grown quite popular. Lady was known in the industry as one of the most seductive, “female fatale” groups with infinite charms. Over the years, you have gained the nickname “the nation’s girl crush” as you always gave unbelievably strong performances as a bold and daring artist who was the embodiment of the girl crush concept. Although you may seem very intense and intimidating on stage, you were quite opposite off stage.
Around four years after your debut, your group had a colliding comeback schedule with a rising rookie group named SF9. They were promoting their song, Now or Never, and had a similar concept to your group which caught your eye. You admired the way they accentuated their body proportions and incorporated it into their choreography, and most definitely, enjoyed their songs. Over the few weeks of watching their performance in the waiting room TV, your attention naturally shifted to one particular member, Yoo Taeyang.
As you were your group’s main dancer, you instinctively analyzed Taeyang’s dancing skills and was blown away by his talent and charm. Since then, your members picked up on your liking of him and would always tease you about it, especially during the end of every shooting for a music broadcast. Thanks to the three girls who loved to tease you, you ended up having a “fateful” encounter with him.
It was the last day of your group’s promotion for a hit single on Inkigayo and the four of you gathered on stage to finish the end segment for the show. Confetti filled the stage as the show hosts announced Lady as the week’s #1 winner on the music charts. Fellow artists behind you congratulated your group as they walked off the stage. You politely bowed to them while singing your lines for the encore stage. The artists were amazed at your live singing skills and some rookie idols were bewildered by your sultry voice. You continued to politely return their admiration by thanking them before you turned to your fans in the audience and waved happily to them.
Suddenly, your three cheerful members surrounded you and gave you a big hug. Through the loud audio in the background and the vigorous cheering of your fans, you heard Yuri tell you as the other members gave you an enthusiastic smile, “Look! I found your crush! Say hi!”
Before you knew it, your friend flung you to the moving crowd behind you. You were dressed in an inconveniently tight jumpsuit with tall stiletto heels and almost tripped. Thankfully, another artist caught your arm and prevented the embarrassing fall. You chuckled and thanked the artist before you met his eyes and realized who it was. “Taeyang!” You shouted in surprise, silently cursing at your members for embarrassing you in front of your junior. You quickly muttered a thank you before you removed yourself from his grasp, mindful of the cameras and audience.
“Hopefully the camera didn’t catch my slip,” you joked. Taeyang chuckled, “I’m glad I caught you in time! By the way,” he spoke with surprise laced in his voice, “you know my name?”
Your eyes widen, like a deer caught in the headlights. You couldn’t find a believable excuse so you impulsively told him the truth, “Yeah! Actually,” you chuckled, “I’ve noticed you during rehearsals these past couple of weeks.” You tried your best to not sound awkward and decided to stick to your image as a senior artist in the industry, “You’re a great dancer! Keep up the good work!” You finished your encouragement quickly and ran to your members out of sheer embarrassment. They noticed your red ears and started to tease you but you ignored them and continued to sing the song with your fans.
The broadcast finally ended and the four of you went backstage. You groaned in embarrassment and ran back to the waiting room. The three girls chuckled at your contrast in behavior from the daring idol to a shy girl within the first second you got off the stage and took their time walking back.
With your remaining energy, you forced your legs to move as quickly as they can. Your palms hid your face as you mumbled out loud, “Ugh I can’t believe I said that to him. Why did I even say ‘keep up the good work’ like that?”
You continued to run before your head collided into something hard. “Ow.” You mumbled as you removed your hands from your face. You saw a man dressed in a black suit and a harness around his chest and craned your neck upwards to face him. Your face immediately burned bright red once you realized you had just bumped into Taeyang’s chest.
“Are you okay, sunbae?” His voice was laced with concern, “Sunbae, your face is so red, what happened?” You let out a groan, completely defeated with embarrassment by the beautiful and caring man in front of you. As if by habit whenever you saw him, you impulsively told him the truth, “You.”
He looked at you in confusion and you clarified, this time with more confidence as if you were performing on stage, “You happened. You’re the reason why I look like a tomato instead of the glamorous y/n that the world knows.” He was about to reply to you but you cut him off and laid out all the emotions you have been holding back for the past few weeks of promotions, “I thought I liked you because you were talented but every time my eyes meet yours, I get so embarrassed and my heart starts pounding as if I’m having my debut again. So you asked me what happened? You happened.” Taeyang looked so flustered as he began to sport a similar flush on his face. You paid no mind as you continued, “So. Hoobae,” you emphasized the last word dramatically. “You happened. And no, I am not okay. I feel like I consumed too much sugar and now my heart won’t stop jumping like a kid in a Mickey Mouse bounce house.”
You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, relieved to get that off your back before you realized what you just did. Your flushed face returned as you realized what you said to the man you only ever officially met twice. You placed a hand over your mouth in shock at yourself and muttered a quick apology before you took a sharp left turn to enter your waiting room.
Your members filed in soon after and pressed you for details. Yuri grabbed you by the shoulders, violently shaking your lifeless form and whisper-shouted, “Taeyang is outside our waiting room! What is he doing? Did you say something to him on stage earlier??” The girls continued to chatter endlessly in a hushed voice, afraid the man outside would hear, as you fell on the couch, huddled in embarrassment and regret.
Your manager entered the room and told you with slight confusion, “Hey y/n, did you ask for SF9′s Taeyang to come by? He said he needed to see you.”
You groaned and shoved a pillow in front of your face before screaming into it. Everyone in the room, including the staffs, stared at you like you were crazy. Hyomin grabbed your wrist and dragged you off the couch. She rolled her eyes at your limp figure and gave you a push toward the door, “Go get em tiger! The nation’s girl crush is undefeatable!” You glared at her as she winked back at you.
When you opened the door, you saw Taeyang leaning against the wall opposite of your room and your heart picked up its pace again. He looked up and right away, excitement filled his eyes as he walked closer towards you. You approached him cautiously, unprepared for what he was going to say to you. Contrary to your expectations, he ran his fingers over his soft-looking hair and chuckled. “Sunbae, you left so quickly I wasn’t able to ask for your phone number.”
You blinked at the enthusiastic boy in front of you and asked dumbfounded, “Phone number?”
He replied with a soft smile, “Yes, I thought maybe you can give me some advice from time to time.” He scratched the back of his neck nervously. “As my sunbae and as the talented and skilled dancer you are.” You let out a chuckle at his cute behavior and he followed along, letting out a shy laugh. “Maybe I can get to know more about you too.” He added cautiously.
You tilted your head, “Oh?” This time, it was his turn to turn into an embarrassing mess and you laughed at his adorable flushed face and told him boldly, “Give me your phone.”
He quickly reached into his suit jacket and pulled out his phone. You grabbed it and entered your phone number. He waited for you in anticipation and you laughed to yourself when you glanced up to look at his nervous face. You gave him a warm smile before handing the phone back to him. “All set.” You opened the door to your waiting room and walked back in. Before you shut the door, you stuck your head out and told Taeyang in a sweet voice, “Let’s grab coffee sometime.”
He was already walking back to his room and almost bumped into a staff passing by after hearing your words. You muffled your laugh with your hand and Taeyang embarrassingly walked back into his room. Once he got back, he looked at his phone and saw the contact name you left: The Nation’s Girl Crush
