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ddae208e · 3 months

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oh now i wanna know how they started dating on carmys bday 😭😭😭

carmen did not expect to ask bunny when he did.

it happened after she’d treated him to an evening of whatever he wanted. they stopped at a hole in the wall syrian place owned by one of carmen’s friends, sat in the very back, and just talked. about everything—even the shit that happened to them in new york—over shawarma, tabbouleh, and a shit ton of kebabs.

carmen’s never talked to anyone this much for this long in his entire life. if feels odd and terrifying, but the way bunny seems to hang on every word kept him from shrinking back inside himself.

they continue talking after dinner, carmen taking more time to listen at this point in the night. especially when bunny gets to some heavy shit and carmen can tell she needs this. she needs to tell someone this and something inside him flutters at the fact that he’s the one she feels like she can do that with.

it’s almost ten. they’re still walking, carmen closest to the street, when an idea pops into his head. that’s how they end up at the store, looking for ingredients for homemade gelato.

“you wanna make gelato? right now? at nine fifty-eight on your birthday?”

carmen shrugs, eyes searching for his usual brand of whole milk. “you said you wanted gelato, so i’m makin’ gelato.”

“carmen, i said i wanted to try it. one day, not now. don’t want you to waste the rest of your birthday making this.”

“not a waste’a time. what flavors you thinkin’?”

around an hour later bunny is in carmen’s apartment. watching him glide around his kitchen from the small table she sits at. she’s asked if she can help at least three times, but the most carmen lets her do is taste test a few things.

it isn’t until he pours the last of the liquid into the container that his senses come back to him. shit. he whispers it to himself, nearly dropping the bowl in his hands onto the counter in embarrassment.

his machine is broken. stopped working a few months ago when he was trying some shit out with syd for marcus, and he hasn’t thought about it since then.

carmen sputters through a string of apologies when bunny asks him what’s wrong. she lets him get it out for a few seconds until he starts to blame him self.

“sorry. shit, i-i’m really sorry. i don’t know why i didn’t think about it be-before. fuckin’ stupid. i-i-i should’ve remembered that the thing to make this shit is broken if-if i’m makin’ the shit? right? now… now you don’t get any gelato because-cause i’m a fuckin’ dumb ass—”

“carmen?”

he stops at the feeling of her hand on his arm. she’s standing in front of him now, but carmen can’t look at her. he settles for a glare at the floor, mouth pinched as he bites the inside of his mouth.

“how ‘bout… we just put it in the freezer. save it for tomorrow—”

“but you wanted it tonight—”

“i can wait. i promise, i can wait ‘til morning to try it. we can even eat it together. i’ll come back over and we can have belated birthday bowls of gelato.”

it sounds nice. it sounds incredible, but he’s not over it yet.

“but you wanted it—”

bunny grabs carmen’s face, and looking straight into his eyes.

“all i want is for you to have a good birthday. that’s all i care about right now, carm, okay?”

carmen blinks, thinking.

“okay?”

he blinks one more time. “…okay. okay.”

“okay,” bunny nods one last time, thumbs rubbing across his cheeks as she continues. “good. now, why don’t you stick that in the freezer while i run over to my place and get your present.”

what?

“present? what present?”

bunny shrugs, dropping her hands. shy smile growing in her face.

“got you something… but now that i’m thinking about it, it might be kinda lame.”

carmen immediately shakes his head no.

“no it’s not. whatever it is, it’s not lame.”

“let’s wait until i give it to you to decide that.”

carmen cleans his leftover mess in silence while bunny is a few doors down, nervously eyeing the small gift bag in her hands. she stares and stares at it before gently setting it back down on her bed.

maybe another day. for now, she’ll give him the back-up. it’s easier. and safer.

“close your eyes.”

carmen huffs, but follows her instructions. he hears a shuffling and a light touch on his thigh.

“okay. open.”

he bites his lip at the sight of a cd case. it’s clear and decorated with bread stickers. popping it open, carmen reads the writing on the disc.

for cb :)

he huffs, glancing up at bunny whose on the edge of her seat on his couch.

“it’s uh… it’s a mixtape. all the songs on it are ones that remind me of you. or when we hang out.”

it’s quiet for a long moment after that. bunny’s stomach sinks.

“…you made me this?”

it hurts for bunny to nod, shame creeping up over her shoulder and forming her face into a frown.

“i’m sorry. i told you it was lame…”

carmen looks back down at the cd. “smiths?”

bunny sniffs. “yeah.”

“mac?”

“mmhm.”

“radiohead?”

bunny accidentally snickers.

“well it wouldn’t be a cb mix without the bends.”

carmen grins a wide smile. laughs at her words.

“wouldn’t be a cb mix without the bends,” he repeats, face heating. “definitely not lame.”

bunny’s eyes widen, the tons of weight sitting on her chest lifting a little.

“seriously?”

“no. not lame at all. not even close.”

blowing out a breath, bunny relaxes.

“i just… i went to so many places looking for something that i thought you would like, but all that shit didn’t really… it didn’t really have any value. like it had monetary value, yeah, but it just—it didn’t… mean enough.”

carmen keeps his gaze glued to bunny as she talks, watching the way her eyes flicks around while she tries to make her point. he hopes he hides the way his hands start shaking.

“well, i love it very much.”

carmen almost faints when bunny gives him a wide smile. the biggest he’s ever seen and he can’t help but grin along.

“yeah?”

“yeah. listen to it with me?”

the thought crosses his mind on song 8. high and dry by radiohead. it takes two more songs for him to finally say something. hope sandoval’s voice plays through the cd player he dug out of his closet.

i look to you to see the truth.

bunny’s head has found a place on carmen’s lap. his finger trails up and down her jaw, gaze placed on her way her lashes curl. bunny, on the other hand, can’t look his way. although she’s dying to know what he thinks of the songs, it’s too much for her to bear.

she’s compacted it all into a little disc. her entire heart pouring out her deepest thoughts and feelings through the words and melodies of others. ones which she can’t seem to convey out loud, too afraid of what could come after that.

i think it’s strange you never knew.

“sleep over?” carmen rumbles lowly, almost whispering. bunny nods silently, picking at the cloth of his shirt. his finger’s freeze, stopping on the side of her chin. “be my girlfriend?”

for a second, bunny stops breathing.

fade into you.

sitting up, bunny looks at carmen with big, watery eyes. he doesn’t realize he’s holding his breath until he sucks in a long one when she starts a nod.

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“really?”

“yes, really carmen.”

“swear?”

bunny cackles. carmen belly laughs along with her.

“on my life, bear.”

the bunny and the bear au || bunny!reader and bear thoughts? <3

#bear

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ddae208e · 4 years

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[9:38 PM]

Whilst looking through one of your many photo albums someone sneakily wraps their arms around your waist – though not to your surprise, turns out it is Jaemin . He places his chin on your shoulder and cutely pecks your cheek before pointing at one of the pictures. It is a picture of the two of you on one of your first dates – Jaemin had asked a random passerby to take your photo, in which he stares adoringly at you. You of course noticed his lovingly stare back then, hence the shades of red adorning your face in the picture. “You caught me staring at your beautiful face just as the picture was taken. I’m happy the camera caught that moment. What a beautiful sight.”

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ddae208e · 4 years

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The Stars in Your Eyes | Lee Chan

Summary: Breaking up with Chan was difficult, but the reason behind it made it worth it.

Genre: angst

Word count: 500

Requested: yes

↳ 83. “I’m asking you not to do this.”

↳ 85. “You’re so wrong.”

a/n: this one really hurts. I apologize in advance. I’m sorry, Chan :(

The stars reflected in his eyes. You couldn’t tell if it was because his eyes were always like this, sparkly and gentle, or if it was because of the tears that dared to escape as he attempted to hold them back.

“Y/N, please,” he begged, “I’m asking you not to do this.”

- — ⬖ — -

His face drew closer to yours as he leaned in painfully slow. When his lips were just centimetres from landing softly on yours, you placed both of your hands on either of his cheeks, holding him in place to keep his lips from meeting yours.

He opened his eyes and his confused gaze landed on yours. He brought his right hand up to his cheek and caressed the back of your hand soothingly.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered, his voice caring.

He noticed your sad eyes as a painful tear fell onto your cheek. He pulled both of your hands off before sitting beside you to pull you into his embrace, but before he could, you moved away, avoiding his comfort.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” He asked, his voice still soft but more serious this time.

Silence filled the room around you as you were unable to answer, trying to form the words the best you could in your head. You quickly wiped the tears that fell, before you spoke, avoiding his eyes.

“Chan,” you started with a shaky voice.

His features were full of concern and nervousness. He hated seeing you like this. He just wanted to comfort you, but knowing that you would reject him again, he didn’t.

You sniffled and looked up, a large frown on your face as you tried to control the tears, “I wanna break up.”

He inhaled sharply, his eyebrows furrowed. His jaw dropped in disbelief.

- — ⬖ — -

“If you’re crying, then doesn’t that mean you care?”

“Of course I care!” You yelled before breathing in deeply and controlling your emotions. “I want happiness too.”

“Were you ever happy with me?” He asked, his voice full of hurt.

You cried again, unable to answer.

“This relationship just wasn’t meant to be—“

“No, don’t say that, Y/N. You’re so wrong,” he argued. “Everyday, you told me you loved me. Was it all just a lie?”

“I guess it was,” you said through gritted teeth. “Don’t act like you love me, Chan.”

“What?”

“Don’t act like you love—or ever loved me,” you said boldly, and as more tears fell, you continued. “I saw you in the practice room the other day—“

You paused; the last part of your sentence was the most painful.

“I saw you making out with another girl.”

Your endless sobs rang louder throughout the room. Chan’s jaw clenched out of anger, out of guilt, out sadness, out of disappointment…

“And,” you paused again, having a difficult time speaking the intolerable truth.

You took a deep breath, “I know that wasn’t the first time.”

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ddae208e · 4 years

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≫ 37. “Do not tempt me.”

[12:12 AM]

“No, I’m going outside—let go of me.”

The music blared loudly against the thick walls, screams being subtly muted, bright lights shining into your eyes every now and then.

“Baby, please, I was kidding.”

“Don’t follow me.”

The refreshing feeling of the cool air hit your skin as you stepped onto the paved floor of the patio after being stuck in the crowded house for so long. You inhaled.

“Y/N—“

“Jaemin, get out.”

“I am out.”

You let out a long angry sigh before turning around to face your boyfriend. He gave you a teasing smile, the one that made your heart feel weak, yet it somehow continued to beat faster.

You shook your head and rolled your eyes. You made your way to the door of the house and pulled the handle. It didn’t open. You tried pushing. It didn’t open.

You groaned in frustration. As Jaemin watched you, he chuckled slightly.

“This is nice,” he began, stepping towards the rails of the terrace and breathing in the view. “It’s just you and me. I like it here. Inside was too stuffy.”

You continued staring at him with a glare as you followed and stood beside him. He turned his head to face you, but you ignored his gaze and looked straight ahead.

“Y/N,” he pouted, “it was only a joke. Please, do you forgive me?”

“No.”

“If you forgive me, I’ll give you all the kisses you’d like.”

“Do not tempt me, Na.”

“You like it, don’t you?” He teased. “You’re cute when you try to be angry. I know you’re not, Y/N. Just admit it so I can kiss you.”

You turned your body to face him. You looked up into his eyes with a subtle glare as your lips were slightly pouted. He tilted his head and gave you a wide smile in return, a look on his face that told you he knew he was right.

“Fine,” you said flatly, letting out a sigh, “I forgive you.”

“Yay!” He wrapped his arms around you happily, your face buried in his chest. “I don’t like it when you’re mad, especially when you’re mad at me. I like it when you’re happy; I love seeing you smile, but I must admit, you are pretty cute when you’re mad.”

He pulled back, and you admired his soft features. Your thoughts were interrupted as he pressed his lips briefly against yours before pulling back. You were immersed in each other’s mesmerizing stares, making you both break out into smiles. You leaned up to leave another peck on his lips, and before you could pull back, you felt him place his hand on the back of your head, keeping you from pulling away. His other hand held your waist, and his lips were still on yours as he leaned in deeper, your lips perfectly in sync. You moved your hands up his chest before wrapping them around his neck, pulling him closer, leaving you both breathless.

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ddae208e · 4 years

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Night Under the Stars | Na Jaemin

» Summary: Jaemin hates seeing you cry, especially when it’s because of him, but maybe there was a way to make it up to you.

» Genre: angst + fluff

» Word count: 1k

» Requested: yes

↳ 45. “Why aren’t you afraid of me?”

↳ 47. “This place is creepy.”

↳ 100. “I don’t wanna be alone right now.”

Fights were rare in your relationship with Jaemin. Neither of you two enjoyed arguing; you two hated seeing the other upset, but in a healthy relationship, there will always be times when a couple fights, whether it’s common or occasional.

Though you tried to avoid it this time, somehow, as this one started off small, it quickly escalated to something bigger and eventually grew to the most heated argument you two have had.

“You know I don’t, so stop always expecting it’s me!”

Eventually, not being able to take it anymore, you broke down into tears. Throughout this rigid night, continuous sobs left your lips, but this time, you collapsed without a word, crying into the palms of your hands. This was one of Jaemin’s least favourite sights. He hated seeing you cry this hard, especially when it was because of him. Watching you like this, he began to cry with you. He tried to stop the tears from falling, bringing his hand up to wipe them away. Turning his head away, he began heading out the room to calm himself down and to give you some space.

“Jaemin,” you called, stopping him before he could leave you.

He turned around, and you didn’t notice his watery eyes due to your own blurred vision from the countless tears.

“Don’t go.”

“Why?”

“Just, please. I need you,” you said in between sobs. “I don’t wanna be alone right now.”

Another tear dropped onto his cheek at your words. He made his way over to you, sitting down beside you.

“Why aren’t you afraid of me?” He began, breaking the silence.

“To be honest, I was a little scared earlier, but there isn’t any reason I should be. It’s not like you would ever harm me.”

Exhausted after the intense night and tears that appeared to be endless, you subconsciously rested your head on his shoulder before shutting your eyes and quickly falling asleep.

Upon hearing your deep breaths, he carefully carried you to bed.

You woke up after about an hour, realizing you were in the bedroom without Jaemin beside you. You tiredly got out of bed, and walked into the living room where you had your argument. Where pillows once laid on the ground, objects thrown, it was now clean like how you had left it before your fight with Jaemin. Curious as to where he was, you searched for him around the house. It didn’t take long before you heard the front door open. You turned your head and your eyes locked with Jaemin’s as he gave you the softest, warmest smile. You pouted as he walked over to you, engulfing you in a comforting hug.

“I’m sorry about everything earlier,” he whispered softly into your ear as his arms were still wrapped around you.

Memories of the incident came flooding back, and maybe it was because you were still tired and emotional, but a tear left your eye.

He heard your sniffle and immediately pulled back before wiping your cheek with his thumb, looking at you lovingly.

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have overreacted like that earlier. I’m sorry.”

He pulled you back in his arms before placing multiple kisses on the side of your head. His body was warm, and you felt loved.

After a while, he began speaking.

“I have a surprise for you.”

- — ⬖ — -

He slowly led you to the rooftop as his hands covered your eyes. You felt the cool air hit your skin, causing goosebumps to rise.

“This place is creepy.”

“You haven’t even seen anything yet,” he laughed. “Now keep your eyes closed and cover your eyes. I need to get something.”

You did as told and you heard his footsteps wander away from you slightly before he came back almost immediately. You felt a weight on your shoulders as you felt the warmth of his jacket surround your upper body. You smiled before he continued to cover your eyes again.

“Are we there yet?”

“Patience you big baby,” he teased before quickly leaving a kiss on your head again.

“Okay, are you ready?” He asked excitedly.

You laughed and nodded, bringing your hands up to his before he brought them down. Your jaw dropped almost immediately.

Strings of lights lit up the rooftop, illuminating the set up in front of you: a few blankets laid on the hard floor along with a couple pillows and some drinks with your favourite snacks.

“Jaemin—“

You turned around to face him. He was smiling down at you, happy upon seeing your reaction. You cupped one of his cheeks and leaned in, leaving a long kiss on his lips. You pulled back and turned around again to admire his work. He wrapped his arms around your waist before resting his chin on your shoulder. He left some small kisses on your neck before he let go of you and took your hand in his, leading you to the blankets laid out on the floor.

You two enjoyed your time together on the roof for a while before he got up and told you to wait. Without thinking this could get any better, he turned off all the lights, leaving you in almost pure darkness. He sat down beside you again before pulling you down with him, lying on your backs. You were now facing the beautiful night sky, and you noticed the bright stars that lit it up, the sight above you appearing absolutely breathtaking. You turned your head to face him through the darkness, and he did the same. You placed a hand on his cheek, leaning in and kissing him. He smiled and returned it, and your lips moved perfectly with each other.

“Thank you for today,” you whispered against his lips.

He smiled and pressed his lips to yours once more as you continued the night under the stars, laying in each other’s arms.

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ddae208e · 4 years

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Rings, Imperfections, Promises | Lee Jeno

Summary: After this day, places like this affected you in a way that it didn’t normally affect others. From this day, places like this scarred you, but Jeno only did it to protect you.

Genre: angst

Word count: 750

Requested: yes

▸ 13. “I thought I could trust you.”

▸ 56. “I did it to protect you.”

a/n: i apologize in advance and take full responsibility for any broken hearts that may result after reading this. Happy sad reading :)))))

“I thought I could trust you,” your voice cracked as you cried beside your fiancé, holding his hand as tears fell onto the sheets of the hospital bed.

“I did it to protect you,” Jeno smiled, but behind it, his heart was full of pain.

You sat beside him, still in your wedding dress and cried.

“Why now?” You asked, voice full of hurt.

Jeno cried with you, not because of the physical pain he was feeling throughout his body, but because of how this affected you and how it will affect you in the future. He could almost feel your suffering as he watched you. You couldn’t do anything to help this situation, you felt useless.

“Y/N,” he started.

You looked up into his eyes and wiped the tears that stained his cheeks.

“Since I couldn’t do it today,” he tried to hold a smile, his sentence causing you to cry harder as you did your best to compose yourself, “I do wanna marry you. I want to put that ring on your finger, and I want you to put the other one on mine, and I wanna kiss you as my wife for the first time.”

At this point, you could hardly see anything; your vision was blurred due to the continuous tears filling your eyes. Jeno cried too, but he brought his hand up to cup your cheek, wiping it dry.

Maybe it was because of the overwhelming thoughts filling your head, or the endless tears that flowed down your cheeks, but you didn’t notice when the rings were placed in between you two on the bed. He picked one of them up and held your hand in the other.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he said through his continuous cries. “I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through. Thank you for always sticking beside me no matter what, through everything. I love you, and I’m happy that I got to spend my life with you. I only wish I could have provided you happiness for the rest of your life.”

He ended the last sentence with sadness laced in his voice. He wiped away his tears with the back of his hand before slipping the ring onto the fourth finger of your left hand, on top of the engagement ring he once placed on your finger a little bit over a year ago. Sobs left your lips at his words that held so much meaning and weight. You felt as though the pain at this point was almost eating you alive.

“Jeno, I—“ you held the ring in between your shaky fingers as you kept his left hand in yours, your weeping more audible than the words themselves. “I wish I could spend the rest of my life with you more than anything. I wanted to live a happy life with you, someone I don’t deserve—“

You paused, taking time to cry as Jeno squeezed your hand and rubbed his thumb over it soothingly. You spoke again, breathing deeply.

“You’re my favourite person ever, Jeno. There aren’t enough words to describe how thankful I am for you and for how much I love you. I really, really, really love you, Jeno.”

You slid the ring onto his finger slowly as more tears flowed down. As you cried, he pulled you into his chest, stroking your back.

“Can I kiss the bride now?” He asked, his voice weak as he presented to you the best smile he was capable of in that moment.

You lifted your head off his chest and nodded as your lips were already centimetres apart. One of your tears fell onto his cheek as you leaned in slightly to place your lips on his. He placed his hand on the back of your head to deepen the kiss slightly. You could taste the saltiness of tears before you felt his small smile against yours. Your lips moved against each other almost perfectly until his movements stopped. It felt as if he relaxed under your touch. The hand that rested on the back of your head wasn’t so tense anymore.

You pulled back, and his eyes were still closed.

You felt your heart sink as something so cruelly surreal came to be true, the flat sound of the once beeping machine beside you only becoming audible to you now.

Though the doctors and nurses encouraged you to go home and rest, you stayed by Jeno’s side, unable to grasp the meaning of when he told you this was all to protect you. You don’t remember a time when the tears ever stopped that night. You held his hand and fell asleep.

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ddae208e · 4 years

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Summary: Soft kisses on the rooftop with Jaemin.

Genre: fluff

Word count: 600

Requested: yes, by @star-daegyu 💕

[10:26 AM]

Immediately as you closed the door of your locker, you felt a familiar hand wrap around yours. You looked up and met the soft eyes of your boyfriend.

“Come on,” he smiled, pulling you with him as he began to run.

“Jaemin!” You screamed. “What’s the rush? Where are we going?”

He hushed you before bringing you up the stairs of the school, shortly arriving at the rooftop.

Jaemin immediately let go of your hand and bent over, placing his hands on his knees to catch his breath.

“See what I do for you?” He groaned overdramatically, breathing heavily. “I’m so tired.”

“You’re the one who brought me here,” you retorted.

He shook his head and smiled.

“You’re crazy,” you told him.

He looked up at you and smirked as he replied, “crazy in love with you.”

You looked at him and narrowed your eyes, holding in a laugh, “I hate you.”

“Don’t say that. It’s not healthy to lie to yourself.”

“Stop being so cheesy.”

He looked at you and flashed you his bright smile, making your heart feel full.

“So, why’d you bring me up here?”

“Oh, you know,” he paused and grabbed you by the waist, his gaze drawn to your lips that were only centimetres from his, “just to hang out.”

He smirked as he noticed your cheeks begin to flush red.

“We shouldn’t be doing this, Jaemin,” you laughed, pushing him away and walking towards the edge of the roof to take a look at the view.

“Why not?” He whined. “There’s nothing wrong with it. I mean, if I were you, I would’ve kissed me ages ago.”

“Where did you get all these lines from?” You laughed as you began walking away.

“Y/N,” he whined. “Y/N.”

“I have to get back to class, Jaemin,” you said, turning around to face him. “Jaemin?”

“Oh, sorry, I got lost in your eyes. What were you saying?”

You shook your head and let out a soft sigh.

“I have to get back to class, okay? I’ll talk to you aft—

“Wait, hold on, you got something on your face,” he told you, holding the left side of your head before suddenly leaning in, quickly placing his lips on yours. He pulled back as his eyes lingered on your lips before meeting your gaze, letting out a small chuckle, “oh wait. It was just my lips.”

“Jaemin!”

“Come on, I know you love it,” he teased, slightly scrunching his nose as he brushed it against yours.

You pouted, trying to hold back your smile.

“Don’t frown like that, I don’t like it when you’re not happy.”

“But I am happy,” you told him, your voice calm and quiet as your lips finally turned upward.

A small smile lit up his features at your reply. He felt his heart flutter as he looked into your eyes. He thought you looked stunning. He leaned in, placing his soft lips on yours. As he began to pull away, you grabbed the back of his neck, gently pulling him back in. You felt him smile against your lips as they moved perfectly with each other. He pulled you closer by the waist as you placed your other hand behind his neck, deepening the kiss. He pulled back and stared into your eyes lovingly, a large smile on his face. His gaze fell down to your lips again before slowly connecting them once more.

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ddae208e · 4 years

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Mine | Choi Soobin

Summary: Maybe it’s just jealousy, but the boys feel upset upon seeing you and Soobin cuddled up against each other during your date night at the dorms, and they have a plan to fix that.

Genre: fluff, somewhat crack? ish?

Word count: 1k

Requested: yes

a/n: I kinda made this as a continuation of my previous fic, You Like Me? but you don’t have to read that one in order to read this one. Anyways, enjoy!

“Look at them,” Yeonjun whispered to the three boys beside him. “They’re too cuddle up against each other. Ever since they started dating, there’s been too much PDA in here. It’s not healthy. Kai, you know what to do, go and fix this.”

Hueningkai nodded at the older boy before tip-toeing into the living room where you and Soobin sat in each other's arms, watching the movie playing in front of you. Soobin’s arms held you close as your head rested in the crook of his neck. The scene displayed on the TV screen in front of you caused you two to burst into laughter before Hueningkai interrupted by walking directly in front of the screen, blocking your view perfectly.

“Oh, hey, Hyuka, what’s up?” You asked the boy as you sat yourself up so you weren’t cuddled up against your boyfriend anymore.

The younger hummed in response with a shrug, “not much. What are you guys watching?”

As Hueningkai finished his question he had already found himself sat in between you two, cramped on the small couch.

“Oh, do you want to watch with us?” You asked, hesitance in your voice.

“Oh, do you want me to watch with you? That would be great actually!“

In the other room, the three boys were having trouble containing their laughter. Yeonjun and Beomgyu had both of their lips pulled into a thin line as they tried to contain their laughter while Taehyun had a large smile spread across his face. As Beomgyu failed to hold in one of his giggles, Soobin turned around and spotted the three. All of their eyes went wide before immediately hiding behind the wall and out of his view.

“Hey! You blew it!” Yeonjun whisper-yelled to Beomgyu as he hit him on the arm. “Why would you laugh?!”

“I couldn’t help it!” Beomgyu argued back before laughing quietly again.

“Hueningkai,” Soobin started, “me and Y/N are kind of in the middle of something, do you mind?”

“I can see that. You should’ve invited me sooner so I wouldn’t have to interrupt,” Hueningkai said innocently. “I am not one to turn down an invite.”

He finished his sentence while dipping his hand into yours and Soobin’s shared bowl of popcorn before popping a few pieces into his mouth.

“Hueningkai,” Soobin narrowed his eyes at him, “can I talk to you alone?”

The youngest widened his eyes and his eyebrows raised as he swallowed nervously. He nodded. The two boys walked out of the room after Soobin whispered a quick apology to you.

“Why are you trying to ruin my date with Y/N?!” Soobin yelled quietly as they stepped into another room.

“Oh,” Hueningkai pretended to finally realize, “you two were on a date? You should’ve told me sooner, then I could’ve come earlier.”

Soobin sent a glare his way and sighed heavily while shaking his head, crossing his arms in disbelief.

“Stop trying to ruin our date! I don’t get many days like this with her. Do you not have anything better to do? Go hang out with the other boys and actually do something productive wi—”

Voices were heard in the living room along with your giggles. Soobin turned around before looking at Hueningkai again.

“Don’t interrupt us again, please,” he told the younger boy before walking back to the living room.

What he saw when he made his way back to you caused another sigh to leave his lips.

“You guys too?” He whined upon seeing the other three boys beside you. “Get out.”

He pushed Yeonjun off the couch and sat himself beside you again. The three boys gave you two their best attempts at puppy eyes and pouted. Out of nowhere, Hueningkai joined them with an identical look displayed on his face. Soobin looked at the boys with a slightly disgusted expression.

“Soobin,” you said to him quietly. “If you’re okay with it, I really don’t mind having them join us for the movie. I’ve already had such a great day with you so far, having them join us wouldn’t ruin anything for me.”

He smiled at you before his eyes mindlessly trailed down to your lips.

“Hey!” Yeonjun exclaimed. “Don’t you dare start making out in front of us! Save that for your own time! If you’re really gonna kiss right now, I’m out.”

The other three boys looked down sadly before beginning to shuffle their feet away with the tiniest steps.

“Hey, boys!” Soobin called. “You can stay. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah, come watch with us,” you welcomed.

You swear you’ve never seen their eyes light up so brightly before, and their smiles become so large before they danced a small cheer.

“Thank you, Y/N,” Taehyun smiled.

He began making his way and sat himself in between you two like Hueningkai had done earlier before Soobin stopped him.

“Taehyun, can’t you see this space is already occupied? Plus, this couch can only fit two. Sit on the floor,” Soobin told him protectively. “Y/N’s mine.”

He ended his sentence with his voice lowered as he wrapped his arms around you, hugging your body.

The four boys sat on the floor before Yeonjun whispered to them, you and Soobin not being able to hear them over the loud audio emitting from the speakers around you.

“Our plan didn’t work,” he sighed. “Look, they’re still clingy.”

They all turned around to look at you two, noticing how you would feed Soobin pieces of popcorn as he had the most loving look in his eyes, his arms wrapped around you once again.

“Our plan may have failed today, but there will always be another chance for success,” Yeonjun told the boys encouragingly.

Throughout the movie, Soobin would turn his head, pressing his lips on various parts of your face when the boys weren’t looking. You turned your head to face him and you exchanged soft smiles as both of your gazes fell down to the other’s lips. He leaned in, quickly connecting his lips with yours. You felt him place his right hand on the left side of your head, pulling you closer as he tilted his head slightly to deepen the kiss.

“Ew! Protect the children’s eyes!” You heard Yeonjun scream before you and Soobin quickly pulled away. “Let’s go guys, it’s not safe here anymore.”

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My World | Zhong Chenle

Summary: After a long day at practice, Chenle comes home exhausted. If it wasn’t for you, his world would have crumbled. aka,, cuddles w Chenle :)))

Genre: angst, fluff

Word count: 700

Requested: yes

The contrasted sound of his muffled sniffles and the loud slam of the front door signified that Chenle arrived home.

“Hey—Baby, what’s wrong?” You quickly ran up to him upon seeing his exhausted state before immediately pulling him into your warm embrace.

He always found a strong sense of comfort in your arms. You pulled away and looked into his watery eyes before a tear fell. You brought your hand up to his cheek and gently wiped it away. You pouted at his sad and exhausted expression. Neither of you said anything. You just stood in front of the door with your arms wrapped around him, rubbing his back softly in a soothing manner. As your head rested on his chest, you could feel the rate of his heart begin to slow down. He finally wrapped his arms around you and cried. You squeezed him tighter, and left multiple kisses on the side of his head before you pulled away and held his face in your hands. You looked into his sad eyes and gave him a small smile. You caressed his cheeks before letting go and taking his hand in yours instead, bringing him to the couch in the living room. You two sat down in each other’s arms as he continued to cry into your shoulder. You ran your fingers through his hair which easily calmed him. He pulled away and looked at you with the same sad expression.

“What’s wrong, Baby?” You asked him softly, caressing the back of his hand in yours.

He sniffled again before wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

“Was it just a long day?”

He nodded, “it was so tiring. I felt like giving up, but I couldn’t. Do you know how much it sucks when you stand out so much from everyone else in the group just because you can’t get this one move right?”

Tears continuously flowed down his cheeks again. You scooted closer to him and took him in your arms.

“What else? You could let it all out, okay?”

He let out endless sobs in your arms for a while before he took a deep breath, beginning to speak again.

“I feel like no matter how hard I work, there’s no point. I’ll just never get better. And my throat hurts. My whole body hurts so much,” he cried.

Tears began running down your cheeks as he expressed his thoughts about himself, making it feel as though your heart had crumbled with pain.

“Don’t say that about yourself, Chenle. You work so incredibly hard, and it shows. Maybe you don’t know it, but you’ve really improved so much, it makes me so proud. But please, Chenle, please don’t overwork yourself.”

He pulled back and held your face in his hands this time to wipe your tears away.

“Don’t you ever think about yourself that way. All of you boys need to take care of yourselves. You’ve worked so hard, Chenle. Seriously, I’m so proud of you. You’re really going to do amazing this comeback. Everyone knows that.”

The way you encouraged him while you cried caused him to let out a small chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” You asked, pouting as you wiped your tears away.

He wrapped his arms around you before pulling you down with him as you both laid on the couch. Your head rested on top of his shoulder as your hand laid on top of his chest while his arms were still wrapped around your body.

“Let’s just stay like this for a while,” he said calmly, nuzzling his nose into your hair, letting out a sigh after closing his eyes.

You rested your head in the crook of his neck, your eyes fluttering shut as well while his fingers rubbed soft circles on your arm soothingly.

That night, you two fell asleep in each other’s arms.

One of the only things that kept him going without giving up was you. The thought of you always lifted him up. Your encouragement and nights like this always meant the world to him. He was incredibly grateful for you, and he made sure to remind you that everyday.

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Kiss It Better | Choi Beomgyu

a/n: it’s loving beomgyu hours :(

It felt as though all of your classes had been dragging on throughout the entire day, the only thought on your mind being that, after all of this, you’ll be able to see him again. So, when that time of the day finally arrived, your body seemed to relax on its own as you let out a sigh.

You were walking with Beomgyu, swinging your loosely intertwined hands as you talked about little things.

You nudged him, and unknowingly, one of the metal buckles on your backpack lightly scratched his bare arm.

“Ah!” He screamed overdramatically. “Ah!”

Your eyes widened, “what?”

“Ah! Look!” He whined, holding his arm tightly. “It hurts!”

You let out a small laugh before grabbing his arm to take a look.

“Stop being so dramatic. It’s not even bleeding.”

“It’s your fault,” he pouted, looking deeply into your eyes. “Kiss it better.”

“No, I’m not going to kiss your arm,” you responded as though he was crazy.

“It hurts, Y/N,” he complained, slightly jumping on the spot. “It needs your kisses!”

You sighed and rolled your eyes jokingly, “fine.”

You lifted his arm up and pressed your lips onto it briefly, “better?”

His pout grew bigger as he shook his head.

“Well, stop being so dramatic. It doesn’t even hurt anymore, does it?”

“Yes it does! I’m in so much pain right now, Y/N! Kiss it again,” he stuck his arm out towards you.

You looked at him, giving him an are-you-serious expression before you left another peck on the same spot.

“Oh no, Y/N, the pain travelled up my arm and landed here,” he said, an over exaggerated panic in his voice as he pointed to his lips.

“Gyu—“

“Kiss it better.”

You shook your head in disbelief, letting out a small laugh before you looked into his eyes which didn’t leave yours. You placed your hands on his chest and leaned in, pressing your lips onto his. He immediately held you close, placing one hand on your waist, the other on the back of your head. The kiss didn’t last for long as he pulled away.

“If I knew you were going to be like this,” he began quietly, an evident smirk on his face, “maybe I should get hurt more often.”

You rolled your eyes, “you’re so dramatic.”

“Also, Y/N,” his voice was low, “I felt when you nipped at my lip earlier, and I don’t think people usually go around biting people’s wounds when they ask them to kiss it better. So, in conclusion, I’m in pain again, Y/N.”

He pointed at his lips for the second time that day, a serious expression among his features as he pulled you even closer with the hand that still held your waist. His gaze remained on your lips that rested only centimetres from his.

“Kiss it better.”

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Requested

↳ 5. “It’s only 2 AM.”

↳ 6. “Wanna bet?”

[12:57 AM]

During quarantine, some people take this time to possibly take on a hobby, be more productive, maybe sleep in, at least that’s what you and Seungmin got to do, and you did each of them together. You don’t remember how the idea came about, but somehow, tonight, you two were sitting on the bed, sharing snacks, talking about things both small and big, It was already nearly 1 AM, and you two weren’t planning on sleeping anytime soon. You two had planned to pull an all-nighter together; like Seungmin had said earlier that night: “no better time to pull an all-nighter than in quarantine, so why not do it now?”

“You’re not even gonna make it ‘til like 3:00.”

“Oh yeah? Wanna bet?” He challenged.

“Sure,” you agreed. “What do I get if you fall asleep before then?”

He pretended to go deep into thought for a moment before speaking, “then how about I’ll give you 10 kisses, but if I win, you give me 10 kisses.”

You laughed at his simple yet cute idea before nodding in agreement, “deal.”

As you two dove deeper into your conversations, Seungmin found himself laying on top of your body as you sat against the headboard of the bed. You ran your fingers through his hair, playing with the soft locks before Seungmin sat up slightly to check the time on his phone.

“It’s only 2 AM?!” he groaned.

Maybe it was the relaxing feeling of being under your gentle touch, or maybe it was his lack of sleep the night before, but at this point, his eyes were already feeling heavy, daring to shut.

“Why? Are you tired?” You questioned. “I think you owe me kisses.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself. I haven’t fallen asleep—“

“Yet.”

You didn’t think he could last until 3 AM, and you were right. As you continued running your fingers through his hair, his eyes began to fall shut, almost immediately falling asleep. You heard his soft snores, causing you to look down at his peaceful sleeping figure. His head laid on your lap as his hands were rested on top of his stomach, his eyes gently shut.

“I guess you owe me kisses,” you whispered, leaning down slightly with a small smile on your face.

You adjusted your body gently and carefully to not disrupt his light slumber.

Eventually, you had him lying down on his side of the bed, with you on yours. You laid facing him, a soft expression in your eyes as you looked at him with love and adoration. He opened his eyes slightly, still filled with sleep. You smiled softly at him before he immediately returned it. He extended his arms and pulled you into his body, holding you close. This was better than all-nighter: being in his arms, hearing his soft breaths, his chest rising up and down at a calming rate, his heartbeat serving as a relaxing tempo that weighed you to sleep. You closed your eyes, and the last thoughts that filled your mind was of him as you fell asleep soundly in his arms.

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Imperfect | Wong Yukhei

↬ Summary: Everyone thought Lucas would fall in love with someone young, someone beautiful. He fell for you, but why was it so hard to believe?

↬ Genre: fluff, angst

↬ Warnings: some bullying

↬ Word count: 1.4k

↬ Requested: yes, by @writtensincerely 💕

Lucas was everything almost any girl could ask for in a guy. He was tall, handsome, funny, talented, kind, honest, loyal… and you were one of the many who quickly fell for his charms.

You knew him better than anyone, having been his best friend since you were both very young. You were a year older than him, and he was like a younger brother to you. You got to see the sides of him that not every person could: what he was like when he was angry and sad, frustrated; what he was like when he was tired or stressed; what he was like when he cried and was vulnerable; you experienced it all. You witnessed the beauty of his character, and even despite his flaws—even despite being his best friend—you still fell for him.

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It was an average day with the least expectation of something special to occur. No one expected the large commotion of girls filling the classrooms and reaching the hallways at school. No one expected Lucas to have confessed to you in front of the crowd of people as he had you backed against your locker. In that moment, you were visibly taken aback, and he quickly took your hand in his before running out of the school with you and to somewhere more secluded and private. You don’t know how you arrived there, but somehow that secret place ended up being the school’s rooftop, empty and quiet.

Maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was how much he cared for you, but the incident where he had confessed to you just minutes before was to protect you. Just moments before he found you and had you pressed against your locker, one of his so called, ‘fangirls’, was bullying you again. It was a common occurrence for you. Girls at school weren’t very fond of other girls who were close friends with one of the most liked and popular guys at school.

The argument between you and the girl involved words about you and Lucas, and you had done everything to protect and defend him, telling her not to bring him into the conversation if it had nothing to do with him. The argument was quick to evolve into something physical, involving pushing and slapping.

Lucas quickly found you as a crowd had already formed, immediately pulling out their phones to film you both. Lucas quickly intervened without hesitation. He pushed the other girl off of you and pulled you behind him in a protective manner. He sent a harsh glare her way, his eyes filled nothing but anger towards the girl before he turned back around to face you, his features immediately, visibly softening.

“You’re such a disappointment. You can’t even fend for yourself without someone to save you,” the girl told you before she scoffed.

“I d—“

“So what if I happened to save her? Is it so wrong? You were bullying her, and I can bet at least some of the words that left your mouth, aimed towards her, involved me,” Lucas cut in, arguing back and defending you. “She’s not the one at fault here. You are.”

“What is it with you and her? What, do you love her or something?” She laughed bitterly.

“Funny you say that, because that was exactly what I came here to do.”

He turned around to face you again, at the same time, quickly pushing you against your locker, making sure to be gentle with you, not harming you in the process. His face was inches from yours as he spoke, “I like you, Y/N. Actually no, I take that back. I love you, Y/N. And though I don’t deserve someone as incredible as you, I can’t stop these feelings that I feel for you everyday.”

Gasps left the lips of the crowd around you. As Lucas’s sentence began to trail off, his eyes fell to your lips. He slowly leaned in, and when his lips brushed yours, you placed your hands on his chest and pushed him back. Your eyes were wide and filled with shock and confusion. The corners of his lips pulled up slightly into a smirk. His hand intertwined with yours before pulling you away with him, transitioning into a run.

That was how you found yourself here on the rooftop with Lucas. You two stood close, leaning on the ledge of the building.

“Why would you do that, Lucas?” You broke the uncomfortable silence, your voice filled with disbelief and disappointment.

Throughout your lives, you both went through many hardships, but you were always there for each other, You were his comfort when he longed for it most, and he had always loved and appreciated you for it.

“Hello?” You waved a hand in front of his face, successfully bringing him back to reality. “Why do you like me?”

He gave you a small smile before speaking, “is it so wrong to like you?”

You stood there, staring at him, unable to form any words for a moment before you responded, “you can’t date someone like me. You’re too good for me. What will people think of me if I started dating you? It’s already a mess as it is, but dating? I can’t, Lucas. I’m not young and pretty like all the other girls at this school. There’s so many beautiful, smart people here. Why did you fall for me?”

You looked down with an evident frown on your lips, causing Lucas’s eyebrows to furrow in concern.

“It’s not against the rules to like you. I don’t want to have to live up to other people’s expectations. I love you and no one else. You are young and beautiful, and I love everything about you. Nobody should decide who I get to like and who I get to date,” he paused, biting his bottom lip before letting out a sigh. “I’m so sorry if I ruined our friendship, and I understand if you don’t like me back.”

Though his body faced you, his eyes wandered everywhere but to yours. You noticed his fingers fidget with each other, scratching at the skin near his nails, something you knew he would do when he was nervous, a habit very few people noticed about him.

“I do like you back,” you said, the words leaving your lips softly.

His eyes darted up towards you and went wide as yours began to now drift off to anywhere but his.

“You like me back?” He asked, shocked.

You closed your eyes, covered your face with your hands, and bit your bottom lip in attempts to hide your smile as you slowly nodded. He brushed your hair behind your ear, and as he did, his attention went to the blood that had risen, making your ears appear red. This was something he noticed about you whenever you were embarrassed, and he was the only one who knew that about you.

He smiled before pulling his lips into a thin line, still full of happiness as you were still facing away from him. Full of joy and relief, he began walking in circles behind you where you wouldn’t see him as he began doing small silent cheers with his fists. He jumped on the spot happily before running to you and wrapping his arms around you from behind. He rested his head on yours, pulling you even closer. You relaxed under his warm touch and looked into his eyes, turning around to face him. That same familiar smile was still on his lips, and you immediately returned it. He pulled you closer in his arms as your head rested against his firm chest. Everything felt right in that moment. He pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

If there was anyone at this school who didn’t care about age in a relationship, it was Lucas. To him, it was about the inside, and everything about you was perfect to him. He was grateful to have you in his life, someone who knew him better than anyone, someone who knew how to comfort him when he was upset or drained, someone who he loved and got along with perfectly. You were someone who pushed him to be brave, to go for the things he strived for in life. Without knowing, you were the one who gave him courage to go after you, and today, you were finally his.

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Soft Kisses ↣ Choi Yeonjun

[7:41 PM]

You felt a pair of hands swiftly yet softly wrap around your waist from behind, causing you to jump slightly at the sudden contact. Your back pressed against his firm chest, and you relaxed under his touch when you heard his familiar voice whisper beside your ear, “you’re mine.”

You felt your heartbeat quicken at the way the words flowed out of his mouth so effortlessly with pride and possession.

Yeonjun pressed a long kiss to the side of your head, causing you to close your eyes briefly as the corners of your lips turned upward, letting out a content sigh. When you felt the loss of contact with his lips as he pulled away, you turned your head to the side and met his lips in the middle. It felt as if you melted under his touch, but he continued to keep a tight grip on your waist.

You both pulled away briefly, and he turned you around so that you were now facing him. Instinctively you wrapped your arms around his neck. He wasted no time in lifting his right hand, placing it on the left side of your face, creating a contrasting sensation as he sent warmth to your cheek. His eyes fell to your lips, immediately pulling you in and meeting you in the middle for a soft yet passionate kiss.

His lips moved against yours, and you kissed him back. He used his hand that held your waist to pull you even closer, immediately deepening the kiss. You felt his tongue swipe your lip, and you tried not to let it affect you, but when he bit your bottom lip gently, that was enough to make your lips part slightly. Before he could make another move, you pulled away, a slight smirk gracing your lips. You took this moment to admire his features, from the way his lips formed into a pout, and the way his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, to his eyes that shined brightly and held so much emotion, largely contrasting his prideful image just moments prior.

“Why’d you pull away?” He asked sadly in his pouty voice, his lips still pushed out to express his disappointment.

Before you had the time to answer he had already begun pulling you closer as he leaned in again. You let him kiss you before you moved your hands to cup his cheeks. You pulled away ever so slightly, and he opened his eyes as you did yours. He watched as your eyes grew slightly smaller as you smiled at him, beginning to admire his features again as you were reminded how grateful you were to have him here. You shook your head slightly before your gaze travelled down to his lips, connecting them once more.

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ahsjsiah oh yeah, it’s kara btw (hae-sicheng)

yes hi!! Kara what a cute name! It rhymes with Sara 💕

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NOT @ HOW I WAS SCROLLING THROUGH MY NOTIFS AND SAW THAT U TAGGED ME A LONG WHILE BACK (it was like an apocalypse tag) ONLY NOW- I’m so sorry bubba!! but I’m so happy that you tagged me and that you like my work 🤧🤧

awwww IT’S OKAY !! I’m happy you saw the post though, your work is AMAZING!! 💞I feel all giddy inside bc of u now hehe

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✨☁️ the person that sent this to you wants you to have a beautiful day and to tell you you’re beautiful and you’re worth it! send this to 10 other ppl when you get this message!!! ☁️✨

🥺 ily there are simply no other words

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No it’s ok you don’t have to apologize :) take your time with replying, I totally understand. I missed you~ 💕 and haha thank you. I’m doing good! I only have a month of school left so I’m excited but also a little stressed cuz I have to get a lot of work done but it’s ok. Also good luck with your mock exams!! I hope you do well! How are you? I hope you’re doing well :) also thank you again for always reblogging all of my work. You’re so sweet 🥺 love you 💞

Hannah!! I’m bad at time tracking but I feel like it’s definitely been a month or more,, I hope you’re doing well and that you’re less stressed about school now! Also thank youu! My mock exams went well, I’m mostly just happy that it’s over now hehe. also ofc I will reblog!! I literally love your writing so much 🥺I’m doing okay especially now that I have summer vacation hehe, how are you? Have any plans? 💞

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