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why didnât you tell me?
pairing: minghao x gn!reader genre: (some) angst, fluff, drabble, idol!minghao, established relationship warning(s): none word count: 0.8k
summary: minghao sends you some alarming texts in the middle of the night, and youâre left to speculate the abundance of reasons why he would have sent them.
a/n: inspired by 21:20 of this video with minghao and park myungsoo! the âmala storyâ segment really fueled my delusions omg
xu baobei ⥠[21:23]: We need to talk.
xu baobei ⥠[21:24]: Call me when you see this.
Those two text messages glare at you every time you pick up your phone, waves of dread coursing through your body as you start speculating the reason as to why your boyfriend had sent the texts so out of the blue.
Is he angry at you? For what reason? Is he going to break up with you? For what reason? You donât think youâve done anything to upset him lately, so what could be the issue?
Countless thoughts are flooding your mind as you pace around the living room of your apartment, debating whether to call him or not. If he really wanted to break up with you, wouldnât you be sending yourself to deathâs door by calling him?
Sighing, you bite your lip and decide to text him instead.
you [22:12]: talk about what?
Almost immediately, your ringtone blares through the speakers of your phone, and you nearly drop the phone in shock. Sure enough, the caller ID reads your boyfriendâs contact name, and you sigh in dread, taking a seat on the couch and mentally preparing yourself for whatâs about to come.
âHello?â you say as soon as you pick up, your heart rate picking up.
ây/n,â Minghao replies, his voice stern yet soft, like he canât bring himself to be fully angry at you.
Thereâs silence for a short while, and you feel like youâre going to explode any second.
âAre youâŠâ you break the silence, nearly trembling, âare you breaking up with me?â
On the other end of the line, you hear something drop. âWhat? No, y/n, Iâm not breaking up with you. What made you think that way?â
âYou- you sounded really scary in your texts,â you mumble, internally relieved that your boyfriend isnât planning on breaking up with you.
âText messages donât carry tone in them, silly,â Minghao chuckles.
âI heard you went to the hospital. From Mingyu,â Minghao pipes up after a moment of silence, and everything clicks in your head.
You had indeed been to the hospital the day before upon suddenly passing out while hanging out with Mingyuâs sister, whoâd sent you to the emergency room immediately out of fear that something serious had happened to you. Thankfully, the reason why youâd passed out had been due to fatigue, and you subsequently begged her not to tell anyone about it, despite her objections.
Youâre guessing that she had told Mingyu about it, which you donât blame her for, and thatâs how youâve ended up in this situation now.
âI did,â you reply simply, looking down at your feet.
âAre you feeling better now? What happened?â Minghao asks immediately after your reply.
âIâm okay now, it wasnât serious,â you assure your boyfriend, âThe doctor said it was due to fatigue.â
âAre you not eating and sleeping well?â Minghao replies with yet another question, worry laced in his voice. âShould I move back in?â
You start to panic a little at the idea of Minghao coming back to live in your shared home, seeing as to how he had moved to the dorm temporarily to prepare for their upcoming comeback, quickly refuting, âItâs okay, Hao, Iâm okay! I think I just skipped a few meals because of work, Iâll make sure to have my meals regularly!â
Minghao pauses, then hums in response, seemingly not satisfied with your answer.
âWhy⊠didnât you tell me? I couldâve been there,â Minghaoâs voice becomes softer, and you sense a bit of hurt in his tone, breaking your heart a little.
âIâ I didnât want to worry you, Hao,â you began, eyes downturned, âYou have a concert and a comeback coming up thatâs more important.â
âNothingâs more important than you, y/n.â Minghao replies without missing a beat, catching you by surprise. âIâm your boyfriend, y/n, you can talk to me if anything happens. What if- what if something serious had happened, and I wasnât there?â
Minghaoâs vulnerable tone breaks your heart, and you frown at his words. Throughout your relationship, such a situation had never happened before, and thinking in his perspective, you completely understand why heâs upset, making you all the more upset at your actions.
âI know, Hao, I- I would want you to let me know if anything happened to you, too. Iâm really sorry.â you apologise, wishing he were physically beside you so you could hug him.
Minghao sighs, clearly not wanting to escalate the issue for no reason. âItâs okay, darling, just let me know in the future, hm? I love you.â
âI will, Hao. I love you too,â you reply like itâs second nature, because it is.
A comfortable silence ensues for a while, the two of you at ease knowing that your hearts beat for each other despite the physical distance.
âAlso, Iâm moving back in. Comeback preparations are more or less done, anyway, and I believe making sure a certain someone eats regularly is much more important,â Minghao jests, and you hear some rustling in the background. âIâm on the way.â
You chuckle. You really donât know what you did to deserve this man, but you know you wonât be letting him go anytime soon.
a/n 2: iâve come to a realisation that iâm an absolute horror at writing endings LOL
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why didnât you tell me?
pairing: minghao x gn!reader genre: (some) angst, fluff, drabble, idol!minghao, established relationship warning(s): mentions of eating word count: 0.8k
summary: minghao sends you some alarming texts in the middle of the night, and youâre left to speculate the abundance of reasons why he would have sent them.
a/n: inspired by 21:20 of this video with minghao and park myungsoo! the âmala storyâ segment really fueled my delusions omg
xu baobei ⥠[21:23]: We need to talk.
xu baobei ⥠[21:24]: Call me when you see this.
Those two text messages glare at you every time you pick up your phone, waves of dread coursing through your body as you start speculating the reason as to why your boyfriend had sent the texts so out of the blue.
Is he angry at you? For what reason? Is he going to break up with you? For what reason? You donât think youâve done anything to upset him lately, so what could be the issue?
Countless thoughts are flooding your mind as you pace around the living room of your apartment, debating whether to call him or not. If he really wanted to break up with you, wouldnât you be sending yourself to deathâs door by calling him?
Sighing, you bite your lip and decide to text him instead.
you [22:12]: talk about what?
Almost immediately, your ringtone blares through the speakers of your phone, and you nearly drop the phone in shock. Sure enough, the caller ID reads your boyfriendâs contact name, and you sigh in dread, taking a seat on the couch and mentally preparing yourself for whatâs about to come.
âHello?â you say as soon as you pick up, your heart rate picking up.
ây/n,â Minghao replies, his voice stern yet soft, like he canât bring himself to be fully angry at you.
Thereâs silence for a short while, and you feel like youâre going to explode any second.
âAre youâŠâ you break the silence, nearly trembling, âare you breaking up with me?â
On the other end of the line, you hear something drop. âWhat? No, y/n, Iâm not breaking up with you. What made you think that way?â
âYou- you sounded really scary in your texts,â you mumble, internally relieved that your boyfriend isnât planning on breaking up with you.
âText messages donât carry tone in them, silly,â Minghao chuckles.
âI heard you went to the hospital. From Mingyu,â Minghao pipes up after a moment of silence, and everything clicks in your head.
You had indeed been to the hospital the day before upon suddenly passing out while hanging out with Mingyuâs sister, whoâd sent you to the emergency room immediately out of fear that something serious had happened to you. Thankfully, the reason why youâd passed out had been due to fatigue, and you subsequently begged her not to tell anyone about it, despite her objections.
Youâre guessing that she had told Mingyu about it, which you donât blame her for, and thatâs how youâve ended up in this situation now.
âI did,â you reply simply, looking down at your feet.
âAre you feeling better now? What happened?â Minghao asks immediately after your reply.
âIâm okay now, it wasnât serious,â you assure your boyfriend, âThe doctor said it was due to fatigue.â
âAre you not eating and sleeping well?â Minghao replies with yet another question, worry laced in his voice. âShould I move back in?â
You start to panic a little at the idea of Minghao coming back to live in your shared home, seeing as to how he had moved to the dorm temporarily to prepare for their upcoming comeback, quickly refuting, âItâs okay, Hao, Iâm okay! I think I just skipped a few meals because of work, Iâll make sure to have my meals regularly!â
Minghao pauses, then hums in response, seemingly not satisfied with your answer.
âWhy⊠didnât you tell me? I couldâve been there,â Minghaoâs voice becomes softer, and you sense a bit of hurt in his tone, breaking your heart a little.
âIâ I didnât want to worry you, Hao,â you began, eyes downturned, âYou have a concert and a comeback coming up thatâs more important.â
âNothingâs more important than you, y/n.â Minghao replies without missing a beat, catching you by surprise. âIâm your boyfriend, y/n, you can talk to me if anything happens. What if- what if something serious had happened, and I wasnât there?â
Minghaoâs vulnerable tone breaks your heart, and you frown at his words. Throughout your relationship, such a situation had never happened before, and thinking in his perspective, you completely understand why heâs upset, making you all the more upset at your actions.
âI know, Hao, I- I would want you to let me know if anything happened to you, too. Iâm really sorry.â you apologise, wishing he were physically beside you so you could hug him.
Minghao sighs, clearly not wanting to escalate the issue for no reason. âItâs okay, darling, just let me know in the future, hm? I love you.â
âI will, Hao. I love you too,â you reply like itâs second nature, because it is.
A comfortable silence ensues for a while, the two of you at ease knowing that your hearts beat for each other despite the physical distance.
âAlso, Iâm moving back in. Comeback preparations are more or less done, anyway, and I believe making sure a certain someone eats regularly is much more important,â Minghao jests, and you hear some rustling in the background. âIâm on the way.â
You chuckle. You really donât know what you did to deserve this man, but you know you wonât be letting him go anytime soon.
a/n 2: iâve come to a realisation that iâm an absolute horror at writing endings LOL
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Imagine reader and Myung Jaehyun cuddling and Jaehyun tells reader to move back a little cause he was against the wall and reader get all cute and angry at him for "being mean"
Here's your daily dose of Serenade jaehyun
stop hes so cute i can't do this :( i love jaehyun sm!!! also serenade jaehyun my fav <3
warnings: none
wc: ~300
"one second baby-" jaehyun said suddenly, interrupting your cuddling to push you off his lap gently. your eyes widened, and a frown immediately formed on your face. you could see him adjust his position, moving his neck to stretch it out. he had been leaning against the wall, so you could only assume it had gotten uncomfortable for him.
"meanie," you whispered, turning away from him. jaehyun's mouth opened wide in shock, and he was quick to backtrack.
"no! no, baby, i was just leaning against the wall and wanted to readjustâ i didn't mean it like that!" he assured you, trying to pull you back onto his lap, but you shook off his hand.
"so you were uncomfortable with me on top of you? i knew it." you put even more fake hurt into your voice, seeing how far jaehyun would take it before he realized you were just being dramatic to get his reaction.
"what?! no!"
"you're so mean." you scowled, pushing it even further.
"i never said that," he pouted, his voice getting quieter, "i love having you on my lap. you never make me uncomfortable." he insisted, trying again to get you back in his arms. you let him pull you back onto his lap and wrap his arms firmly around you so you couldn't leave.
and then you giggled, "i was just teasing, jaehyun."
you could feel him relax, but also hug you tighter as he processed your words, "don't do that again. you scared me." he mumbled, frowning and nuzzling his face into your neck. you just smiled.
"sorry. you're just too fun to tease." you admitted, kissing his cheek.
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quiet time
tldr: what exactly is he staring at?
a/n: this is an ode to my own headphones. thank you for everything you do. (none of this would exist without you)
you think the best thing vernon ever did for your relationship was buy you your own pair of noise-canceling headphones. not only was it cute that you two had a subtle way of matching, but the gift was the catalyst for what you two called âquiet timeâ.Â
you knew vernon needed his alone time. knew he needed time with his headphones on and music blasting in his ears, in his own world. you were happy to give him the space and do your own thing. when you opened the headphones he had given you, you weren't really sure youâd use them, perfectly happy with your small earbuds. the large headset seemed excessive. however, you quickly got the appeal after using them for the first time.
now every time you two hung out, youâd have quiet time. each doing your own thing, existing in the same space but not interacting with each other. hair getting flatter on both your heads as the band of the headphones pressed down.Â
today you were sat on opposite ends of the couch, several feet of space between you both. you were absorbed in a game on your phone. he couldnât help but stare at you, the music blasting into his own ears becoming background noise as he focused on you. he loved seeing you in those headphones, pleased to no end when he sees how well you use them. when he bought you the exact same pair that he had, he was nervous they would get mixed up but that fear was put to bed when you promptly decorated yours with little stickers, saying they needed to be âcuterâ and as he stares at those stickers now, he can confirm youâre cute, but it might not be the headphoneâs doing.Â
you could feel vernonâs gaze on you, youâd felt it for minutes now. no longer able to stand it, you turned your head to him, pulling the headphones down to rest around the back of your neck.Â
âwhy are you staring at me like that?âÂ
vernon pulled his own headphones down, unphased, âwhat?âÂ
you huffed, âwhy are you staring at me so intensely? it's creeping me out.âÂ
he smiled easily, âi just love you so much, bug.âÂ
you rolled your eyes, pulling the headphones back up, âwell knock it off, youâre distracting me from my game.â
vernon just continued to stare, not missing the soft blush on your cheeks and little smile tugging on your lips as you tried to focus on the small screen in your hands. unsuccessful, you turned your head again pushing the headphones just off the ear closest to vernon, "for real stop staring. i need to beat this level before i can even think about making dinner so if you want to eat soon, youâll look away.âÂ
laughing, vernon crawled closer to you, closing the distance between you two on the couch. wrapping an arm around your shoulders, he pulled you closer and whispered in your exposed ear, âiâll wait forever for dinner if it means i can keep looking at you.âÂ
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enemies to lovers | yoon jeonghan
â© seventeen as romantic tropes series â© masterlist â©
PAIRING: jeonghan x reader
THEMES: enemies to lovers trope, academic rivals, college au
WARNINGS: use of curse words, maybe a little suggestive, kissing, mentions of stress
WORDCOUNT: 1349
A/N: enjoy <3
you hated yoon jeonghan. he got on your every nerve and cell and it made you want to strangle him on the spot. anything he did or said made your blood boil and your head hot. paired with that nonchalant attitude and snarky comments he'd pass, you'd rather spend time in jail than have to sit through another class with that idiot. you sometimes wonder what you did in your past life to deserve this kind of torture.
"yn you're still taking notes? class is over sweetheart", he says as he flashes you that fake smile, calling you that stupid pet name that made your blood boil, literally.
you grip your pen tighter, holding back the urge to stab him right then and there as you lift your head up and glare at him. "fuck off jeonghan", you tell, slamming you book shut as you pack up in a haste and leave, mentally holding back the urge to strangle him like you always do.
when you get called into your professor's office later that day, you don't expect to see jeonghan there and just seeing his face turns your mood sour. he gives you that smirky grin when he sees you and you take a seat beside him, hoping your professor has a good explanation for calling you both here.
"so", your professor starts off, bring his hands together. "i'm sure you know about the upcoming research project that is coming up. since this is a very prestigious project and since you both have been the top students, we thought it would be a great chance for you both to get to work and assist on this project", you professor explains.
"really?", you ask, not ready to believe it. this was huge, like huge. and you'd always wanted to do something like this.
"yes of course! that is only if you both want to do it. otherwise, we will pass the opportunity to other students. but since you both are excellent students we thought you would love this chance and offer it to you both first", he explains.
"of course, i'd love to assist on this project!", you tell, overjoyed and your professor smiles at your enthusiasm before he looks at jeonghan, waiting for his desicion.
"i'll do it", he tells cooly.
"great! i'll let the committee know and we can proceed from there. i'll give you a brief about the project tomorrow", your professor says and you both leave.
you pay no attention jeonghan as you walk out, marching right ahead. you didn't want any of his snarky comments to ruin the moment. meanwhile jeonghan's unseen handshake remains rejected and he pulls his hand back and shrugs, walking off.
the next week after getting the brief for the research project, you're walking out when jeonghan runs after you, matching his steps to yours as he walks beside you.
"so you're just going to ignore me? when i'm your partner for this project?", he asks, looking at you and that scowl that you always seem to have on your face. he was going to change that because he liked it better when you were smiling.
"maybe if you won't be such as ass i won't ignore you", you tell. "i will try but no promises", he tells with a stupid grin, as he pulls out his phone.
"give me your number", he asks, handing his phone to you and you look like he's asking you for some illegal substance. "to coordinate? since we need to work together, is that a strange concept for you yn? well, i know guys don't usually ask you out but you don't have to be that shocked", he jokes, and you narrow your eyes as you take his phone and punch in your phone number, handing it back to him.
over the next few weeks, you find yourself spending a lot more time with jeonghan. he might still be as ass at times and get on your nerves but damn, you couldn't dismiss the fact that he was incredibly smart and knew his stuff, which was attractive. he looked hot when he was in his element. the more time you spent with him, the more you found yourself being attracted to him and you so badly wanted to deny that, but jeonghan was definitely stirring up your heart.
you both are in the library, staying a little later than usual and most of the students have gone. you're on your laptop, typing away your findings and research for the day on the project. you rest your head on your palm before you sigh and rub your temples from the tension. things had been stressful lately, not only this research project, but you had a lot of things on your plate at the moment and things were piling up. you were barely managing to get sleep and the stress and tension was eating away at you. it didn't help that jeonghan would playfully try to flirt or throw snarky comments around.
"you looked stressed sweetheart, take a break", he says, sitting opposite you, his laptop conveniently closed after he announced that he was taking a break. "how about you shut up", you snap back, annoyed. you really should have strangled him ages ago.
"well, if you're stressed, i know some ways we can destress", he tells, giving you a wink, a fucking wink. you decide you've had enough. if he was going to play like that, two could play at that game.
"oh really?", you ask, putting your pen down. he gives you that shit-eating grin and stands up, running a hand through his hair as he looks at you.
you shut your laptop close and get up, the chair screeching backwards. suddenly you have this newfound confidence and you walk towards jeonghan. "you should show me", you tease and you see the slightly shocked expression on jeonghan, before you turn around, grab the book from the table and go to the last shelf to put the book back.
you hear footsteps coming towards you and you turn around, seeing jeonghan sauntering towards you with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"want me to show you, sweetheart?" he quips with a teasing eyebrow. you're unable to resist the playful challenge so you reach out, tugging on his shirt to draw him closer. "please, enlighten me, what exactly is your method of destressing?" you ask with a teasing smile.
jeonghan looks at you with a playful smile gracing his lips as he takes a step forward, causing you to instinctively take one step back, until your back hits the wall, leaving you cornered. suddenly, a nervous flutter stirs in your chest, your heart pounding louder with each passing second as jeonghan leans in, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispers, "i thought you hated me?"
a shiver runs down your spine at the proximity, but you refuse to let him see you falter. "i-i do," you stammer almost, your thoughts jumbled and disoriented. your hand still grips his shirt tightly as you meet his gaze, his playful grin only heightening the tension between you both.
you don't know what comes over you but you lean forward and plant a kiss on his lips. it takes him a few seconds to process what you did before smirks ever so slightly.
"looks like you read my mind, sweetheart," jeonghan declares, his voice laced with amusement as he leans in, wasting no time in capturing your lips in another kiss, his hands slowly finding your waist as he holds you. his touch is electric as his hand soon finds its way to cup your cheek, deepening the kiss.
he pulls away but you chase after his lips again, kissing him eagerly and you can feel the warmth of his smile against your lips as he softly kisses you back, indulging you, until you finally pull back, breathless.
"for someone who claims to hate me and calls me annoying, you seem to be enjoying this," jeonghan teases, his words causing a flush to rise to your cheeks. you decide to just shut him up by kissing him again, pressing your lips to his.
lost in the moment, you both find yourselves momentarily forgetting about the world around you for a few more minutes...
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I saw you were waiting for a uni letter jskjsk hope you get good news!! I'm waiting for my mine as well gosh I know how it is I'm literally shaking everytime I get an email đđ ALSO THE MINGHAO IDUBIL FIC WAS YOURS I DIDN'T REALIZE WHEN I FIRST READ IT OMG I LOVED IT SM :((
AAAAA ESA THANK YOU âčïžâčïžđ„Č youâre so sweet
ALSO OMG aaaa which major did u apply to?? and i feel u omg iâm always checking my email like every hour and looking at the forum where ppl collectively freak out over uni applications too HAHAHAH hope you hear back from them soon omg đđ»đđ»
ALSO HEHEHE YES i love that idubily fic minghao is just so cute there i had to write a couple follow-ups THANK YOU FOR LIKING IT đđ
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noELLEE HIII IVE MISSED U SM HOW HAVE U BEEN BABES >.< IM SO SORRY FO RNOT CHECKING IT AT ALL RECENTLY AASJDLASD but just kniw ive missed u dearly :<<<
OMG RANIA BABES I MISSED U SM đ„Čđ„Čđ„Č IâVE BEEN GOOD HEHEH HBU????
ALSO DW BABES AAAA I FR MISSED U we shld talk more maybe on discord too hehe
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i donât understand (but i love you)
pairing: minghao x gn!reader genre: fluff, some angst, comfort, established relationship word count: 1.5k warning(s): none
summary: despite the communication barrier, minghao and you have been doing well. at least, thatâs what minghao thinks. but when he sees you conversing so freely in your native language with someone else, he doesnât really know what to think anymore.
based on this request by @phenomenalgirl9!
read (pretty) hungry and you nailed it!, which are set in the same universe!
Minghao and you have always been doing great. At least, thatâs what Minghao thinks.
Heâd met you while he was browsing the shelves of a bookstore while on vacation, and heâd forever be grateful that you reached for that one mystery book the same time he did, or he would never have known of your existence (he canât bear to imagine how he would have turned out if he hadnât).
You didnât speak any of the languages he did, but he was absolutely mesmerised by you nonetheless, too lost in your eyes to pay attention to how you were frantically apologising for grabbing the book, rambling on in your native language about how youâd actually read it before but loved it so much you had to get the physical copy that heâd gotten caught staring after failing to notice that you had already stopped talking for about a minute.
Heâd wordlessly placed his phone on your hands, and you looked down at the screen to see the interface of the Phone application, except the text was all in Korean. Youâd marveled that youâve never actually met a Korean before in your broken Korean, and Minghao swore he fell for you harder in that instant, too absorbed in the fact that you had tried to converse with him in a language he knew to correct you on his heritage. He could do that later (and that he did).
Subsequently after your first meeting, or as Seokmin calls it, your âmeet-cuteâ, Minghao spent every moment he had with you while he was still in the country. Dates mainly consisted of getting to know each other at your favourite cafĂ©, where the both of you fell into a routine of trading book recommendations and talking about each otherâs book recommendations. It was there that you found out about Minghaoâs first language and subsequently hounded him to teach you Chinese, much to his enjoyment. Of course, Minghao wasnât naĂŻve and was well aware of the limited time that the both of you shared, but he couldnât stop himself from falling deeper and deeper for you anyway.
It was like luck was really on his side, though, when you told him that youâd been accepted into a college in Seoul for your Masters Degree. Heâd been so over the moon he asked you to be his partner right away, and the rest was history.
So, despite the communication barrier, Minghao and you have definitely been doing great. The two of you may not be able to say much to each other (but youâre both trying, really hard), but the comforting reality is that there isnât a need for much words between the two of you. You always seem to know what heâs thinking, as he does for you (much to the dismay of Minghaoâs friends, who constantly groan about how the both of you always communicate with your âdisgusting, lovesick eyesâ and leave them out), so there simply isnât a need for much words to be exchanged between you both.
But as he looks at you from across the bar, smiling and laughing at a childhood friend visiting Seoul for the week, as he looks at you being more talkative than youâve ever been with him considering that your friend shared the same first language as you did, Minghao canât help but let the insecurities eat away at him.
Your Korean has definitely improved a lot since the both of you had first met, so you could definitely engage in more conversations with each other now, but itâs the way you looked so comfortable conversing in your first language that really struck Minghao. Maybe you would be better off being with someone like your friend, someone who spoke the same language as you did? Maybe youâd be much happier than you were with him if youâd just left him and went for your friend instead? After all, the both of you do look very much like a childhood-friends-to-lovers kind of pair. Minghaoâs just getting in the way, right?
As Minghao starts spiralling down the bottomless pit of his insecurities and overthinking, you seem to pick up on his deteriorating mood, eyes searching and finding his from across the crowded bar. Your eyes soften as you slightly raise your eyebrows in what Minghao interprets as an âAre you good?â, and he sends you a tight-lipped smile in response, nodding slowly. You donât seem to buy into Minghaoâs flimsy attempt at waving off whatâs wrong, however, and excuse yourself from the conversation promptly before making your way over to him. Minghao tries not to let his glee at you picking him over your friend show, instead keeping his eyes on you for the entire duration it takes for you to walk over to him.
âWhatâs wrong, hm?â you ask the moment youâre face-to-face with Minghao, reaching to rest one hand on his cheek. Minghao sighs and closes his eyes, leaning into your warmth.
âDid youâŠâ he slowly opens his eyes to look into your glittering, love-filled ones, âdid you manage to catch up with your friend?â
A look of surprise washes over you, having not expected your friend to be the topic of conversation. âOh, yeah! We talked a bit about how things were like back at home, but thatâs it, really.â
Home. Minghao feels his heart ache at that word. Home is where you and your childhood friend reside, where he doesnât exist. Home is where you should be, is all that crosses in Minghaoâs mind.
âBaobei*?â your saccharine voice pulls him out of his self-deprecating thoughts, your eyes softening as your brows furrow at him in worry, âWhatâs wrong? Should we leave?â
You remove the hand on his cheek to grab his wrist and lead him towards the exit without waiting for his answer, and Minghao yearns for your touch on his face again. You weave through the crowd expertly, with such a determined stride that Minghao canât help but smile at how seriously youâre taking this. Itâs really not good for his poor heart.
As soon as the both of you step out of the bar, youâre pulling Minghao to a nearby bench and sitting him down, fretting over him as all he does is stare up at you with the softest eyes. Not seeing anything external to worry about, you move to sit beside him, taking one of his hands in yours to rub the back of his palm soothingly.
âAre you feeling unwell? Please tell me,â your voice comes out soft, and laced with so much worry that Minghao canât help but feel bad for making you feel like this because of him.
He shakes his head, moving to rest his free hand on top of yours. âItâs nothing, I just⊠I just wasnât used to seeing you so talkative, I guess.â
Your face morphs into one of confusion, seemingly not understanding what Minghao is getting at. He takes a deep breath before continuing.
âDo you⊠sometimes wish you were with someone whom you could speak the same language freely to? Like⊠your friend just now.
Itâs just⊠when youâre with me, itâs like youâre always thinking before speaking, like youâre trying to piece together coherent sentences that I would understand, and when I saw you today talking to your friend with such ease it just made me think that maybe youâd be better off with someone like him, someone whom you donât have a language barrier with, you know?â Minghao doesnât know when his grip on your hand tightens, or when the first tear falls, but heâs suddenly finding himself sobbing like a child on your shoulder as you wrap your arms around him and pat his back reassuringly, cooing at him to calm him down.
âBaobeiâŠâ you coo, patting his back rhythmically as a sign that youâre there with him, âWhoâs to say that Iâd be better off with someone else whoâs not you? I would have an easier time conversing with someone who speaks the language I speak fluently, yes, but I chose to be with you because I think we have a bond that transcends the limits of language, Minghao. You always seem to know what Iâm trying to say even when I fumble with my words, as I do for you. Iâm choosing to be here with you to navigate our relationship together because I love you, Minghao, and no one else. So no, I donât sometimes wish I were with someone whom I could speak the same language freely to, because I have you.â
Minghao removes his head from your shoulder to stare at you with his reddened eyes and tear-stricken face, and you pout at the sight. Itâs not often that you see Minghao crying, much less in public, so this issue must have really affected him badly.
âI love you too,â he chokes out, practically launching himself into your arms, hugging you so tight as if you were going to slip out of his grasp if he didnât. âplease donât leave me.â
âIâm not going anywhere, Baobei,â you smile, tilting your head to plant a soft kiss on his hair.
âLetâs go home, yeah?â
*: Baobei (ćźèŽ) â Chinese term of endearment for âbabyâ or âloveâ.
a/n: i love them sm i feel like iâm probably gonna be writing drabbles set in this universe bc minghao reminds me sm of jem carstairs (from the infernal devices) here and đ”âđ«đ”âđ« jem my book boyfie fr
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NOELLEEE sending you a big hug and i hope you get accepted into the uni of your choice!
TYSM SKYE I LITERALLY LOVE U SM
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writing fics is now my coping mechanism while waiting to see if i get accepted into law school đ„Čđ„Č
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TEXTS WITH BOYFRIEND LEEHAN
genre. fluff. fake texts.
warnings. a lot of aquatic stuff for leehan!! <3 most of these are fish related im ngl... also 1 pic of lobster some ppl might find a lil creepy depending on how you deal w creatures under the sea. gummies bcuz leehan loves gummies!! and like 1 swear word.
pairing. leehan x fem!reader.
wc. n/a
request. requested by @blossominghunnie and @blue-jisungs <3
a/n. i tried to make these as leehan accurate as possible but the quirky guy is hard to make texts for skdjks
âł boynextdoor taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @rizzshimura,, @captivq,, @icyminghao,, @eternalgyu,, @metalchick529,,
@schmocolateschmchip,, @kpoprhia,, @candewlsy,, @weird-bookworm,, @blossominghunnie,,
@kangtaehyunzzz,, @snowflakemoon3,, @lovialy,, @lecheugo,, @okshu,,
@wccycc,, @seunghancore,, @ujisworld
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NOELLELELELELELLELELWLWLW
HI ML ITS BEEN SO LONG OMG HOW ARE UUU?
i love ur theme with purple butterfly minghao akhdwoiabfrukvsbrbk
THE PHOTOSHOOT WAS SO PRETTY LIKE WHAAT THE HECK
AMELIA HI HEHEHE
ITS RLY BEEN SO LONG PLS iâm doing good!!! wbu đ
THANK YOU AHHAHA THE THEME IS FR SO PRETTY LIKE HAO RLY ATE WITH THAT i canât wait to see the photos in the album AAAA
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Anons as food is so cute!!!! What about your mutuals as foodz ? ^0^
oooh yes !! ill try to make it more food and less desserts but,,, no promises,,,,
@etherealyoungk pancakes!! those thick fluffy pancakes with honey drizzled on top w blueberries on the side yum
@blue-jisungs those tangfastic haribos that are so sour and fizzy and literally theee best haribos variety ever !!
@wheeboo chocolate mousse bc it's so soft and velvet smooth and it reminds me of rania haha
@weird-bookworm chocolate chip cookies, especially the ones that are deliciously crumbly when u bite into them
@haecien whipped cream. for reasons unbeknownst to myself.
@icyminghao canned peaches! canned peaches are literally so delicious imo like the soft crunch and the sweetness reminds me of u
@slytherinshua i think of gingerbread bc of the clean crunchiness and the sweet spices :>
@rubywonu peanut butter! specifically the crunchy kind aka the best kind bc of the fun texture and feel of it in ur mouth
@h-ao sago bc the sweet coconut milk and the smooth tapioca give me ur vibes for some reason haha
@meowonhao cheesecake bc cheesecake is smooth and delicately sweet and i feel like it matches ur vibes
@vcrnons omg crumpets w honey bc the softness and the slight crunch and the warm honey makes me think of u
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Img you followed me back :( thank you !!
hehe thank you for following me too!!
i saw some chinese on your blog!! do you speak chinese too?
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like you want me
pairing: jeonghan x gn!reader genre: fluff, drabble, friends to lovers warning(s): none word count: 0.8k
summary: youâre enjoying yourself at a party with some friends on just another typical night. only, a certain someone seems to keep staring at you.
âGod, Jeonghan, just go talk to them already. Itâs painful watching you be like this,â Seungcheol groans for the third time in the past hour, nudging his friend in pure desperation. Jeonghan begrudgingly tears his eyes away from your figure from across the room to give Seungcheol an uninterested look.
âPainful watching me be like what?â
âYour eyes have been on them the second they walked in, and theyâve never left.â Joshua pipes up from Jeonghanâs other side, letting out a chuckle at Seungcheolâs exasperated sigh at Jeonghanâs apparent obliviousness.
ââŠThey have? I havenât noticed.â Jeonghan quirks an eyebrow in response, failing to notice that his eyes have subconsciously made its way back to you from across the room, giggling and laughing at whatever your friends had said.
He canât help the way the edges of his lips soften and curl up just the tiniest bit, something his friends definitely do not miss.
âYou know, if youâre not going to talk to them, Mingyu did mention his interest in them a while ago. Maybe I should set them upââ
âDonât you dare,â Jeonghan cuts Joshua off at the mention of their heartthrob of an underclassman, levelling at the latter a piercing glare that shuts him up immediately.
Dread fills Jeonghanâs senses as he turns back to where youâre supposed to be, only to be unable to spot you anywhere.
âWhere did they-â
âI saw them go outside. A while ago,â Seungcheol quips, clearly amused at the sight of a panicked Jeonghan.
Jeonghan nods quickly, moving to leave the house without providing an excuse. The boys knew heâd be going after you, anyway.
Sure enough, Jeonghan finds you leaning against the front porch as soon as he steps out of the house. Youâre looking up at the night sky so peacefully that Jeonghan feels bad walking into a private moment.
ây/n? What are you doing here?â you turn your head towards Jeonghanâs voice, making no move to back away as he moves to stand beside you.
âJust⊠had to clear my head,â you reply, returning your attention to the starless sky.
Jeonghan simply nods, subconsciously unable to tear his gaze away from you. You turn to make eye contact with him after a while, holding his gaze as his cheeks gradually flare up.
âWhy do you always look at me like that?â you speak up, no hint of teasing in your voice.
Jeonghan freezes. âLike what?â
âLike you⊠want me.â
Jeonghan shakes his head, going into flight mode, âLetâs have this conversation when youâre sober-â
âI am sober!â you cut him off, âI havenât touched a single drop of alcohol the moment I stepped foot into that dingy house. I thought you would know, since all youâve been doing the entire time we were there was look at me.â
Outwardly, Jeonghan stays rooted to the floor, saying nothing. Inwardly, Jeonghan is freaking out, reeling at the fact that youâd actually been noticing him looking at you at the party.
Jeonghan turns towards the sky, resting both arms on the porch. âAnd if I do?â
âDo what?â you reply, mirroring his actions.
âAnd if I do want you?â Jeonghan manages to get out without freaking out in front of you, and now itâs your turn to freeze.
You speak up after a while, âThis was not how I expected the conversation to go,â
âWell, what did you expect then?â Jeonghan jests, having regained some of his composure from the silence.
âI donât know, deny it! Get defensive! Tell me Iâm being delusional!â you blabber, clearly flustered. Jeonghan smiles in endearment, resisting the urge to cup your face in his hands and squish your cheeks.
âBut youâre not,â he simply replies in the softest voice he can muster, looking at you endearingly, âIâm in love with you, y/n. I have been since we met in high school, and Iâm unfortunately still catastrophically in love with you now.â
Your mouth opens and closes in shock, clearly not expecting a confession. You clear your throat, a hint of a smile appearing on your face, âUnfortunately?â
Jeonghan chuckles. âWell, thatâs subject to change depending on how you feel.â
âWell, then, I hope youâll be happy to know that I feel the same, Hannie,â you grin adoringly at him, using the nickname that never fails to make him blush furiously, âIâm in love with you, too.â
For a while, the both of you just smile at each other like idiots as a comfortable silence ensues, neither of you wanting to interrupt the special moment.
âSo,â Jeonghan pipes up after a while, still smiling, âdo I have the honour of being your boyfriend?â
You beam at him. âTake me on a date first?â
Jeonghan chuckles, leaning the tiniest bit closer to you. âGladly.â
a/n: my writing skills have definitely regressed đ but iâve more or less finished my shorter wips now, which means iâm left with the bigger projects T-T currently working on like 2 fics at once and have a lot more to work on other than those 2 so iâll try my best! also sorry if this is unsatisfactory đ
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the importance of spacing
pairing: seungcheol x gn!reader ft. joshua genre: fluff, drabble warning(s): none word count: 0.5k
a/n: inspired by this live with joshua and seungcheol! do watch beforehand to understand the context <3
âAh, just do it!â
âNo, I donât want to!â youâre interrupted from your reading time by the sounds of Joshua and your boyfriend bickering in the living room.
A soft smile breaking out onto your face, you close your book and get up to follow the noise.
âWhatâs going on?â you walk into the living room to be greeted with the sight of a sulky Seungcheol and an exasperated Joshua. The former lets out the cutest pout upon seeing you, while the latter starts whining, much to your amusement.
ây/nâŠâ Joshua slurs, glaring at Seungcheol as he speaks, âIâve been trying to get him to do the âspacing challengeâ for the longest time and he just wonât budge!â
You chuckle, moving to sit between the both of them on the sofa. Seungcheol immediately rests an arm around your shoulders. âYou mean the âAh, go awayâ one?â
âYes! Iâve only managed to get him to say âAh, go awayâ, he refuses to say the next one,â Joshua replies frustratedly, and you turn your head towards your boyfriend in amusement.
Seungcheol looks sheepish, the tips of his ears adoringly red.
âItâs embarrassing,â Seungcheol whines, burying his face into your neck.
âYouâre insufferable,â Joshua huffs, shaking his head in utter defeat as he gets up from the sofa, âIâll go make Jeonghan do it instead.â
You watch as Joshua ventures out of the living room, and Seungcheol waits until the former enters Jeonghanâs bedroom before removing his face from the crevice of your neck to pout at you.
âIs it that embarrassing?â you jest, booping his nose as you try not to laugh. Seungcheol pouts even harder, and you reach up to ruffle his hair in endearment.
âWhat if I told you I want to see you do it?â you smile wider, and Seungcheol groans before planting his face into your neck once again. âCome on, baby, just this once!â
âYouâre cheating!â Seungcheol whines, face still buried in your neck, âYou never call me baby.â
Heâs right. Youâve always liked calling him âCheolâ or âCheollieâ. âWell, my darling, could you do the challenge just this once? For me?â
The tips of Seungcheolâs ears are furiously red now, and he whines a little before looking up at you.
âOkay,â he grumbles, moving to sit upright with a tiny pout on his face that you try your hardest not to kiss away, instead looking at him expectantly.
âAh, go away,â Seungcheol makes a dismissive gesture with his hand as you struggle to not burst into laughter.
âIâm a baby~â your boyfriend presses an index finger into his cheek, and you engulf him into a bear hug, bursting into a fit of giggles. Seungcheol groans, his hands immediately wrapping around you like itâs second nature. âI told you it was embarrassing!â
âItâs not, Cheol,â you tighten your arms that are around his waist, looking up at him in pure adoration. Seungcheol huffs, leaning down to press a kiss on your forehead.
âThat wasnât so hard, was it?â you tease, âWhy didnât you do it when Joshua asked you to?â
Seungcheol raises an eyebrow at you. âYou know, baby.â
âI donât, actually,â you smile mischievously, âPlease enlighten me.â
âBecause heâs not you, baby. Obviously,â your boyfriend rolls his eyes playfully as you beam at him, reaching up to peck his cheek.
âWell, then, would you do it again if I asked you to?â you decide to tease him once more.
âIâd rather not.â
a/n 2: itâs been so long since iâve posted something iâm sorry đ this is also like mediocre af i hope it was ok T-T
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