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jadejj · 4 months

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soft cuddles with ateez

park seonghwa

he’s sitting on the floor, very intensely reaching the instructions to his new lego set that you bought him

there’s no reaction when you sit next to him to watch as his pretty fingers attach the pieces to one another

it takes about 5 minutes for you to lean your head on his shoulder and snuggle your cheek into his shoulder

he chuckles lightly, but just carries on with his lego, not giving you the attention you so clearly crave

it takes another 5 minutes for you to get bored and try to move away but seonghwa won’t let you

he finally takes his attention away from his lego set when you lift your head and begin to stand up

with a discontented hum, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you straight into his lap

“and where do you think you’re going, hm?” he pressed a kiss to your cheek, “stay with me while i make this, yeah?”

you agree and rest your head on him once more, except this time, comforted by his warm cuddles

kim hongjoong

you get a text from seonghwa at around midnight asking you to go and rescue your boyfriend from the studio

you agree, feelings of excitement and annoyance bubbling up within you simultaneously

excitement because you get to see your boyfriend but annoyance because he was overworking himself… again

it takes 10 minutes to walk to his studio and by the time you get there, you just want some warmth

you walk straight up to his studio, bypassing the receptionist who knows you well at this point, and knock on the door

“the doors open!” he calls out, presumably not wanting to leave his desk for even a second, “oh, hey baby!” he smiles the moment he sees you

you don’t answer him simply ambling over to him and dropping onto his lap

he chuckles and holds you close before going back to his work, idly chit-chatting with you every so often

“your skin is cold, baby. did you walk here?” you nod in response, “you should’ve got a taxi! i’ll finish soon and then we can go home and get warm, okay?”

you fall asleep on his lap before he gets chance to take you home, and the two of you end up sleeping on the sofa in his studio

jeong yunho

he’s been gaming for what seems like hours and you miss him

yes, you might literally be on your bed, 2 metres away from his desk, but you miss him so bad!

and no matter how many times you call him over and beg him to pay attention to you, you just get the same response

“just one more game and then i’m all yours, honey!”

it was either a really long game, or it was all lies…

you eventually get tired of waiting and scramble out of bed on your tired legs

he doesn’t even flinch when you crawl onto his lap and wrap your limbs around him in a koala-esque fashion

in fact, the most reaction you get is a deep chuckle in your ear and a kiss to your cheek before he goes back to his game

it doesn’t take long for him to finish and say goodbye to whoever it was on the other side of his headset

he just wraps his long arms around your waist and the two of you sit in a comfortable silence on his gaming chair for a while…

kang yeosang

you’ve had a bad day at work and all you want to do is get home and sit on the couch with your boyfriend

you have so much to complain about and yeosang is such a good listener and feeling his arms around you as you complain would be the best right now

but you get home and yeosang is nowhere to be seen

in fact, the lights are turned off and the living room is completely silent

you sigh, realising your boyfriend must not be home yet, and kick your shoes off before carrying yourself to your bedroom

except when you get to your bedroom, you can’t help but notice a mop of bleached hair splayed across one of your pillows and a yeosang shaped lump under the quilt

you smile, but you don’t say a word as you crawl into bed beside him

he wakes up just enough to wrap his arms around you and pull you into his chest

he mumbles something that sounds kind of like, “how was your day?” but you can’t tell

“better now i’m with you,” you reply anyway

choi san

you’re only just awake by the time san comes back from the gym

you open your eyes to him in front of the mirror, checking his own progress as the sweat covering his skin glistens in the soft morning light

“pretty,” you mutter as you watch his muscles flex

he jumps in surprise and spins around to face you with a look of shock

“babe, i didn’t even know you were awake,” he smiles and you can’t help but get all giggly as his dimples show, “just give me a minute to shower and then i’ll come give you your morning cuddles, okay?”

normally you’d agree, but for some reason you’re feeling extra clingy

“come cuddle me now, sannie,” you say as you hold your arms out to him

“i’m sweaty, babe,” he chuckles, “i’ll get the sheets dirty

he gives in when you pout and look at him like you’re about to burst into tears if he doesn’t cuddle you

“sheets can be changed,” you say as he lays with half of his body on top of you, “this is more important right now…”

song mingi

it’s your day off and yet you’ve spent all of it bored inside of your apartment waiting for your boyfriend to get home from work

first it was supposed to be 1pm, then you get a text letting you know it’d probably be closer to 2pm, and then 3pm

its 6pm now, and you’re staring at the front door as if that’s going to make your boyfriend walk through it any quicker

as sad as it makes you that he’s not with you, you know it’s hardly his fault that works been busy recently

you finally turn away from the door with a sigh and lie down on the sofa

seconds later, you hear the lock click open and a tired sounding mingi announce himself

“i’m home, sweetheart,” he grunts as he kicks his shoes off and slams the door behind him, “sorry i’m l-”

he gets cut off with a grunt when you leap at him and attach your body to his in a tight hug

your thighs are tightly wrapped around his waist and your arms hold onto his neck for dear life

“hi, baby,” he chuckles into your hair, “missed me, did you?”

jung wooyoung

he’s sick and whilst you’re trying not to get sick yourself, there’s only so much whining you can put up with before it gets insufferable

it starts with him whining about the soup not being warm enough, so you give him a tight lipped grin before replacing it

then suddenly he’s cold and begging for more blankets so of course, you oblige before the sound of his aegyo drives you insane

after you bring back the blankets, he wants tucking in

you give him a look before doing as he asks all while he smirks at you

“somethings still missing, baby,” he pouts and points to his lips, “a kiss?”

“absolutely not,” you shake your head, “i’m not catching the black death just because you’re being whiny!”

“fine, but can you come and check my temperature?”

again, you oblige, but before you can even touch his forehead, he has a hand around your wrist and you’re toppling down onto the bed beside him

his vice-like grip suddenly finds its way around you and you suppose you just to accept your fate and cuddle him back…

choi jongho

you haven’t felt great for a while but after an argument with a sibling and just an overall bad day, you decide to retreat to your bedroom with your boyfriends hoodie and a pint of icecream

he promised he’s be there one he finished eating with the rest of the guys, but you don’t know if you can wait that long so you send him a text

you don’t want to be a burden and make him think it’s too urgent, but you still want to make sure he knows you’re not feeling great, so it’s just something short and to the point

you don’t expect him too soon, but within 15 minutes you can hear the tell-tale sound of his spare key sliding into your front door

“i’m here, baby,” he calls as he shuts the door, “where are you?”

you don’t need to respond for him to know you’re in bed, and before you can get a word out he’s already poking his head around the door frame

he gives you a sympathetic pout as he sees your red-ringed eyes and quickly sheds himself of his more sophisticated clothing as he can be comfy as he crawls in beside you

his bare arms wrap around your waist and he brings you as close as humanly possible to his chest

“you don’t have to tell me what’s wrong,” he whispers as he pets the back of your head, “but just know that i’m here to listen if you ever want to.”

perhaps tomorrow, you decide as you nuzzle into his neck and let his strong form swaddle you

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jadejj · 6 months

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It Is Just Tea

Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

a/n: I really wanted to write someone new and Bridgerton is the current hyperfixation so enjoy the possible inaccuracies lol. But also look at his hands in that gif, oh my god

summary: you drink some of Benedict’s special tea and now Benedict must take care of you until the effects wear off. With such a tea in your system, you can’t help but bring up some truths you’ve been hiding and Benedict is right there to comfort you.

word count: 2.1k

The Bridgerton’s lounged in the drawing room as they usually did when the days lulled and the invitations had yet to arrive. Spending their day doing various activities that they had been taught from an early age.

Benedict leaned closer to Colin, whispering feverishly as you walked into the room, going unnoticed by your husband or anyone else as they were all immersed in their own business.

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jadejj · 6 months

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It Is Just Tea

Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

a/n: I really wanted to write someone new and Bridgerton is the current hyperfixation so enjoy the possible inaccuracies lol. But also look at his hands in that gif, oh my god

word count: 2.1k

Benedict leaned closer to Colin, whispering feverishly as you walked into the room, going unnoticed by your husband or anyone else as they were all immersed in their own business.

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jadejj · 6 months

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It Is Just Tea

Benedict Bridgerton x Reader

a/n: I really wanted to write someone new and Bridgerton is the current hyperfixation so enjoy the possible inaccuracies lol. But also look at his hands in that gif, oh my god

word count: 2.1k

Benedict leaned closer to Colin, whispering feverishly as you walked into the room, going unnoticed by your husband or anyone else as they were all immersed in their own business.

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jadejj · 6 months

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Pairing : idol!Choi Jongho x F!Reader TW : angst ; reader doubts about the relationship ; fluffy at the end ; Word Count : 2.4k

“I know that you’ve all seen the images online of me with the girl, and I don’t want anyone to speculate or make rumors…” You listened to the words that your boyfriend of 2 years was saying, your heart beating faster as you waited for him to finally drop the news. Hiding the relationship had taken a toll on not only you, but the relationship in general. It was hard to do anything when your boyfriend was under the watchful eye of the entire world, and it seemed like reporters were always waiting around the corner for new pictures to post of him. Maybe if he finally told everyone everything it would make things more simple for the both of you in the long run. “The girl that I was seen with…” Here it comes. Now’s the time. It was finally going to go public, you’d be able to take casual walks down the street without having to see your face trending on twitter as the mystery girl. “She’s an old friend from school. There’s nothing there. I promise. The reports and the pictures and everything can stop. Please.”

You stared blankly at your laptop screen, unable to even fully process what had happened just yet. He had the perfect opportunity, it was the opening that he’d need, but he blew it. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, and now you realized, it surely wouldn’t be the last time. He was at the office, it’s not even like you could talk to him about it either. You’d have to wait for him to come home, and by then he was so tired that he usually just wanted to go to bed. He always got to ignore it or avoid it or deflect. It was what he did with every problem when it came to you and the relationship. He didn’t care enough about it, and maybe you shouldn’t either.

“I’ll be home in like… 20 minutes or so.” Jongho said, his voice coming in through your phone speaker as you sat at the table eating your dinner. “Do you want me to grab something on my way home when I’m done at the office?” He asked, and you could hear the voices of the other guys in the background. The guys that didn’t really know much of you or about you, only the same thing that the rest of the world knew. You were simply Jonghos friend that he occasionally hung out with. You definitely weren’t the girl that he claimed to be deeply in love with, definitely not the girl that he had moved in with after only 6 months of dating. Nope, that surely wasn’t you.

“Nah, I’m good.” You mumbled in between chewing, quickly dabbing your lips with the napkin beside you before grabbing your phone. “Take your time at work, I’ve got things to do.” You added, and the silence on his end almost made it seem like the call had ended, but you knew better. He was thinking, and he was thinking hard. You had never told him to take his time, you’d never want him to get home later than what he planned. You loved when he came home, and you’d usually run over to hug him or kiss him or both when he came through the door.

When the silence lasted longer than you were used to, you were about to hang up the phone, but then you heard him clear his throat, the sound of fabric rustling picking up through the speaker. “I talked to Hongjoong and the guys, I’m coming home now.” He sounded like he was on edge, and you were sure it was because of your strange responses, but then again, he was the reason you were acting like this in the first place.

The call ended quickly after your hum of disinterest, your thumb pressing the red button before you moved from the kitchen into the living room, dropping down onto the couch and flicking on the tv. It was just another thing that you normally wouldn’t do. Most of the time you’d stay on the phone with him until he walked through the door, only ending the call once you could hear your voice through his phone and your own.

It’s not that you hated him, and it’s not that you even wanted to break up. You loved him, but you were tired of being in the shadows. It’s not like the company wasn’t okay with the guys being in relationships, most of the others had already come out about their own. You didn’t know the reason behind him hiding the relationship, but if he wanted to keep saying that you were just a friend, then that’s exactly what you’d be.

He walked through the front door, pausing at the landing to look around for a second, and the sigh he let out sounded more like relief than anything else. You were sure that he probably thought you were cheating, and you would have probably thought the same thing if he had randomly changed the way he was acting. “Hey, babe…” He murmured, shimmying out of his coat and draping it over the back of the couch as he walked over to you.

“Sup.” You responded dryly, allowing yourself to sink further into the couch which was, once again, unlike you. Where was the hug? Where was the kiss? It was like he was in the twilight zone, and he moved in front of you, standing between your eyes and the tv screen. “Do you need something?”

The way his eyes blankly stared at you for a moment was almost comical, but then he started laughing, running his hand through his hair as he shook his head. “You’re funny. Come’ere.” He opened his arms for you, and you wanted so badly to jump off the couch and be embraced by him, but you knew that if you did, nothing would ever change. You quickly high fived both of his hands before leaning to the side to watch the tv around him, leaving him dumbstruck. “Hey… Come on, you can watch the tv after you give me my hug and my kiss.”

He grabbed the remote off the arm of the sofa and quickly turned it off, his arms crossed as he stared at you expectantly. Jongho wasn’t one to really pout at you like this, and he’d never pry for physical attention from you either. As long as you told him you loved him, that was what truly mattered… But you hadn’t even said that yet. “Awh, come on dude. The show was just getting good.” You groaned, rolling your eyes as you pushed yourself up off the couch.

Before you could even walk away though, his arms were wrapped around your waist, his face mere inches from your own. “It’s not funny anymore, Y/N.” His voice was stern and you hated the effect that it had on you right now, but you held your ground, your nose scrunching up as you leaned away from him when he tried to kiss you. “What are you… Is there someone here right now? Are you cheating on me?” He was furious, but through that anger was also sadness. You hated hurting him like this, but if this is what it took to get your point across, then this is what you had to do.

“No.” You said flatly, your expression one of fake disgust as you lightly pushed against his shoulders to make him back up. “You can’t actually cheat on a friend, that’s ridiculous.” His hands dropped to his sides as his head cocked, confusion written across his features as he looked you over. “And you can’t really go around trying to smooch up on all of your friends, kinda weird buddy. Your other friends might not handle it as well as I did.”

You sat back down on the couch, and he was still standing, frozen there in the middle of the floor. If you could see his brain, it was probably smoking, working hard to figure out what the hell was going on right now. “What!!?” He screeched, finally speaking the one single word as his body whipped in your direction. “You can’t just put me in the friendzone! We’re dating! You’re my girlfriend! Stop being silly.”

“Actually…” You started, folding your hands in your lap, finally being serious for the first time since he walked through the door. “According to you, and the rest of the world… I’m just an old friend from school. So… You put me in the friendzone. I’m just acting accordingly.”

His mouth opened momentarily, but it was like he didn’t know what to say. He knew exactly what you were talking about, he just didn’t know how to back out of it. He had dug the hole and put himself in it, and now he doesn’t know how to get out. “You watched the live stream?” He questioned, and you could only give him a look of disbelief.

“I watch all of your live streams. I guess you could say I’m a pretty good old friend.” You emphasized the words, pushing yourself up off the couch to stand in front of him. “Anyway, I’m gonna go to bed now. Goodnight buddy.” You patted his shoulder before walking off toward the guest bedroom, and he had been frozen in the middle of the room still until you reached the door of the guest room.

“What… What are you doing? Why are you going in there?” He hurried over to you, his hands wrapping around your wrists to pull you away from the room. “You know I love you, right? I might not be the best at showing it, but I do…”

You scoffed lightly, trying not to let your emotions get the best of you while standing in front of him. “Oh no, you’re wonderful at showing it inside the house. Outside though, you suck. Now I know why you don’t hold my hand in public and you don’t look at me the same. Are you embarrassed of me? Or do you just love the attention that you get from your fans so much that you don’t want to risk losing it by saying that you actually have someone?”

“What?!” He gasped, his hands moving up to cup your cheeks, forcing you to look at him. “Where did that… Babe, you know it’s not like that.” His thumbs brushed along your cheek bones, maybe he thought he’d catch some tears, but there was nothing. Obviously you were hurt, you wanted him to be proud to be with you, you wanted him to show you off, but it’s not like crying would make that happen. He needed to want to do it himself.

“Jongho, seriously…” You breathed out the words, your hands slowly moving up to grab his just to pull them away. “I’m not going to be exactly what you want me to be behind closed doors just so that you can treat me like nothing more than a friend outside. Maybe you’re not embarrassed or ashamed of me… But you’re not proud enough to put me before your fame. Clearly acceptance from the fans takes priority over loving me.”

Incoherent words flew through his lips in a rush, he was stumbling over them, unable to speak fast enough. “You are my friend though… You’re my best friend…” He shook his head, his fingers combing through his hair. “You’re also the love of my life, I want to spend my life with you. You mean so much to me, and I’m not prioritizing anything over you. The guys… when they came out about their relationships… they got so much backlash, their partners said they’d leave… some of them did leave for a bit. The fans get crazy and I didn’t want you to deal with that. I was just trying to protect you, to protect us. I don’t want you to be miserable or unhappy, I don’t want you to be stalked whenever you go to the store or even just leave the house… I love you and that’s why I hide you. I don’t want you to leave, I don’t want it to become too much for you.”

Damn if his reasoning didn’t make sense, but it did, he knew first hand through experience just how hard it was for the guys and their girlfriends to deal with the publicity. Most of them couldn’t even go out anymore, and if they did they were constantly surrounded by bodyguards. They had no privacy, they could never enjoy a normal relationship. “It wouldn’t become too much for me…” You whispered, your head lowering as you slumped against the doorframe. “I would never leave you for anything. I just… I want to be with you… I want to be able to be with you outside. I want to hold your hand, I want to be more than an old friend…”

His bottom lip jutted out slightly as he grabbed your hands, his thumb brushed along your knuckles sadly. “You are more than that… I just don’t want you to get hurt…” One small tug of your hands had you stumbling forward, falling against his chest, and it was only then that you allowed yourself to cry. “You’re my top priority, over everything else, you are the most important thing in my life. That’s why I need to protect you.” His hands slid up your arms and over your shoulders, his finger slipping under your chin to tilt your head up. “I promise that one day, the world will know how lucky I am, they’ll know that I’m in love with my best friend, and you love me…”

You swallowed thickly, your nose twitching as you sniffled softly. “Promise promise? Pinky promise?” You whispered, and a small smile tugged at his lips as his eyes glanced down at your hands, his free hand moving to latch his pinky around yours, bringing it up to his lips and pressing a kiss to your finger.

“I pinky promise.” He murmured, letting your hands drop and leaning in to kiss you, his lips lingering against your own, having awaited that feeling since he stepped foot through the front door. “Do you wanna join me for dinner? And then we can cuddle in bed for the rest of the night. Would you like that?” Your head nodded quickly as you pushed yourself up to kiss him once more, your hands moving up to tangle in his hair, need and desire filling you completely as your lips moved against his. He hummed softly, his own hands gripping your hips to hold you steady. “Babe…” He breathlessly said the pet name, his cheeks slightly flushed as he looked at you. “We can continue that after I’ve eaten too. Don’t forget where we left off.”

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jadejj · 7 months

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⌜ Ateez ; The World Ep.2: Outlaw ⌝ ᓚᘏᗢ

┊ ❀ Pt.5

┊ ❀ Era

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jadejj · 9 months

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I'm the one who requested the Ateez argument it was so good omg thank you so much .

I can wait to see the part 2 <3

ateez in an arguemnt - making up (part 2)

genre: hurt/comfort, angst

word count: 2.4k

warnings: still lots of crying i'm sorry??

a/n: wow thank you guys SO MUCH for your support on part 1. i was just blown away by the amount of support it got so thank you very much. it makes me so happy to hear that people like my little writings :] but hey, i didn't want to hurt you all that much like are you gusy okay?? 😭 i hope this part 2 gives you guys some sort of closure and comfort in a way compared to the last one but i honestly don't know because there's a lot of crying in this one as well ANYWAYS sorry for waffling, please let me know if you enjoy <3

hongjoong

hongjoong set a coffee down by the table next to you. it was just how you liked it: creamy with extra foam on the top and cocoa powder dusting. he was precise, you'd give him that.

"is this supposed to be your attempt at making an apology?" you raised an eyebrow, looking up at him from your place on the couch. neither of you had attempted to speak to the other ever since the argument. it felt like forever ago but it was only last night.

he sighed and seated himself down beside you in a position that looked uncomfortable. he leaned his back against the arm of the couch whilst balancing on the tops of his toes to hold himself up. he seemed perfectly fine and comfortable. you softened at how he endeared you.

"it got you talking to me, didn't it?" he shrugged as he watched you suspiciously grab the coffee and slurp it up. perfection.

"i am sorry," hongjoong muttered, eyes fixated on the swirling patterns on the carpet. you knew this was a very hard thing to say; it impressed you that he did. "things got way too out of hand. i can be jealous at times, i know."

you held a scoff in; this was serious.

"just... seeing you with him..." hongjoong's eyebrows furrowed as he remembered how quick he was to anger. he shook his head at the memory, wanting to forget.

you reached out to touch his hand. "you know i would never want to hurt you like that." hongjoong nodded, not looking up. "i love you. i only have eyes for you. i just want you to know and see that."

hongjoong hummed in agreement and played with the edges of the pillow on his lap.

"this is good coffee, by the way," you slurped another sip, and with a little earnt chuckle from him, it felt like the tension finally dissipated. back to your old usual selves.

seonghwa

i will always keep fighting for us

that's what your text message read to him. he stared down at his phone blankly, a sigh escaping form his lips. he really messed up, didn't he?

you knew seonghwa had been going through a slump recently. life was not treating him well; you just had no idea it had gotten so bad. so, so bad, to the point where if your relationship was on the line, the fight in him had gone already. this wasn't like him, and you knew it well. this wasn't the real hwa.

he could've smiled at your intelligence of him had he not been so completely deflated. how he treated you, how he handled the situation... the old him would never have done something like this.

clicking the phone icon, he raised the phone to his ear, tapping his fingers on his legs as he awaited your response to his call. you picked up soon after.

"hwa?" your voice sounded from the other side. your tone was worried, almost frantic.

seonghwa cleared his throat, scrunching up his eyes as he fought past a sudden headache. there was so much going on today. he felt dizzy and exhausted but all he could focus on was you.

"i want to fight for us, too" seonghwa's voice was the softest it's ever been; you felt comforted by this, compared to the harshness you experienced earlier,

"i don't want to give up," seonghwa sounded desperate as thoughts of loving memories of you flooded his mind. how could he give you up? how could he not see that you were the one constant, beautiful aspect of his life? he needed you.

"i'm not ready to lose you."

yunho

you woke up and immediately felt the absence of the warm presence that would be your boyfriend. shivering, you pulled the covers up slightly, missing his warmth.

not only did he come home late last night, but now he had the audacity not to wake up with you? to leave you by yourself yet again? your heart broke a little bit more, the unfortunate familiar feeling of loneliness you felt last night bubbling up inside you again.

"hey"

you didn't even hear yunho come in, so the sound of his voice surprised you. the loneliness faded, at least. you turned on your other side to face him, and what you saw was something you didn't expect.

he had a mild smile on his face, his arms extended as he held a beautiful tray of breakfast goods for you to indulge in. breakfast in bed? you thought that would be just for special occasions, like valentines day. but yunho wanted to do something special for you.

approaching you and setting the tray gently down on your lap as you sat up, he placed a tender kiss on your cheek.

"i'm sorry i've been letting you down recently," he murmured, his breath fanning your skin. "but i will try my very best to make it up to you."

you weren't going to let him off that easily, but you took a big bite out of a croissant as you looked up at him.

"thank you," you murmured between mouthfuls. there were not a lot of things yunho did wrong, so the fact that he took ownership when he did was quite remarkable.

this man had softened your heart, truly.

yeosang

he was ready to talk to you.

you knew it would take time. your first mistake was not giving him that time in the first place. yeosang required gentle patience, at times. you knew this, and it got you down that you didn't read your boyfriend at the time.

all you needed to do was wait for him to come to you.

and he did. tired eyes hid behind a messy fringe as he yawned and settled down next to you on the bed. there was a moment of silence, but it wasn't tense or awkward. it was... beautiful, really.

"i'm sorry for pushing you, yeo" you snaked an arm around his shoulder and brought him closer to you, "i should've given you a bit of space."

he shook his head, eyes becoming misty with emotion. he sunk naturally into your soft touch. "no, no. i'm sorry for pushing you away. i don't want you to think i don't appreciate your support, it's just-"

"you don't have to explain anything. i get it, love," you looked at him, a distinct tenderness in your eyes. he looked back at you and could see you were right. there was always a level of unspokeness between you both that made sense. you understood each other beyond words; that's why there was always an instant attraction between you both.

yeosang sank into your arms, feeling safe and comfortable. life had been getting him down recently, which is why he was upset in the first place. having you here with him made things a lot more easier to cope with. a lot more bearable. he thought that love wouldn't change him, but it turns out he was wrong. your love did change him, and for the better.

he didn't have to be alone anymore.

san

it felt clear that there were a lot of gaps in your relationship with san. a lot of holes that weren't filled that gaped over a long period of time. he felt it just as much as you did.

for this reason, you both knew without spelling it out that last night wasn't just about san getting jealous. it was an accumulation of things; a build-up of every tension, every minor inconvenience. what it all boiled down to was the very last thing he said: you looked like you were having more fun with them than you've had fun with him in a long time.

"last night was stupid" he admitted to you, biting his lip. you nodded, genuinely agreeing with him. "i just-"

he stopped himself, feeling a tightness in his chest. you felt the same way. you felt what he was feeling through his eyes, the way they ached with holding back the tears. he blinked them away and cleared his throat as you moved towards him, pulling him into a hug. you felt him exhale shakily, as he barely hugged you back. there was a disconnect.

"things haven't been good for a long time, i know" you mumbled in his ear, sighing heavily.

"i'm scared" he confessed, burying his face into the crook of your neck. breathing in your scent, he started to appreciate the softness of your skin as he grazed his cheek against your chin. it was like he remembered what it was like to fall in love with you again.

he was scared of that love fading away. slowly but surely, slipping from his grasp, out of his control. that thought feared him more than anything else in the world.

"i know," your voice sounded small now as you pulled away, looking up at him. your gazes connected and soon your lips did too. the shared kiss was scarcely a whisper of a touch, but provided the comfort that both of you needed.

mingi

mingi stared at the wall, appalled at how he handled things. his breathing was rampant and uncontrollable and he needed to settle down. squeezing his eyes shut, he caught his breath after a few moments. if he was feeling like this, he couldn't imagine what you were feeling.

but he couldn't leave you to feel it alone.

"i know i'm probably the last person you want to see" mingi's voice sounded behind you as you wiped your tears away. you turned to face him and he could see the glisten of your sadness in the dull bedroom light.

"but i can't let a night pass with you still mad at me."

that's the mingi you fell in love with. noble, loyal, and most of all, kind. there was something very rare and beautiful about mingi's heart; it was like a precious gem. you felt you didn't deserve him for so many reasons, but his heart was the reason that dominated the most.

this is why you feared he had given it to someone else.

"i just love you mingi" you collapsed in his arms, sobbing into his chest as he caught you. he wasn't expecting such an outburst of sadness from you. he expected you to be mad, angry still at his actions. but here you were, crying in his arms, as vulnerable as you could get. a tear ran down his cheek, seeing you like this.

"i love you so much y/n" he pressed hot, passionate kisses on your neck as you calmed down a bit from your crying. you whimpered into his touch; he was so sincerely captivating.

mingi held you close to him and swayed you back and forth until your cries had relinquished.

the last thing he wanted was to be the cause of your sadness.

wooyoung

wooyoung didn't wait for you to leave. he couldn't bare it. chasing after you, he grabbed hold of your wrist, swirling you around to face him. the tears in his eyes matched your own.

grasping your shoulders, he pulled you towards him in a messy hug, wrapping his arms around you tightly as your face hit his chest. you could feel his heart beating against your ear.

"i'm so sorry," he said immediately. his guilt had bubbled over him, so much so that you didn't have to ask for an apology. he was not like the other people you had dated, in that sense. he was humble. he was reflective. as much as he was stubborn at times, wooyoung sure as hell knew when he was in the wrong. and he owned it every time.

you leaned to his touch as he cried loudly. what had gotten into him? what had upset him so much? you wish he would tell you.

you pulled back and wiped his tears away with the sleeves of your hoodie. he sniffed back his sobs, barely able to meet your soft gaze. you hushed him and calmed him down; you always knew how to.

"talk to me."

there was a certain distinct magic that came with your voice. it seemed to reassure and calm wooyoung in a way that he would never have expected. it made him regret going through things on his own; made him regret pushing you away the way he did. he could've leant on you, but he chose not to. with the tender care you provided, he forgets why.

so he did talk to you. the whole night, he talked. about his feelings, about his worries, about everything that had been dragging him down, making him distant.

and you kissed his worries away, talked through all his feelings and held him close to you the whole time. because you knew he would do the exact same for you.

jongho

"oh look, it's my favourite person in the whole world. the love of my life" you drawled out, sarcasm injected into your tone as your harsh gaze fell on jongho.

"are you going to make this easy or hard?" jongho matched your defiant energy, not breaking eye contact with you.

"depends on how you're going to handle this," you seat back in your seat, putting down your phone, intrigued with how he is going to resolve the incident that had occurred.

jongho took a deep breath. it was hard for him to find the right words. sometimes his head and his heart didn't always meet, and he didn't want to fail you because of that. he chose his words wisely.

"your worries are important to me," jongho started, "i was being very selfish. i guess i was just hung up on my own job that i didn't take time to consider yours and how you feeling."

jongho lowered his head as you nodded at his words. "what you said really hurt me, jongho."

"i know," he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jacket as he reminisced on what he had said to you. "that wasn't my intention at all. that never is."

there was a moment of silence. you looked up at him from your seat as he continued to stand, before making his way to sit by you. you both perfectly slid into each other's arms for a long, overdue hug. a hug that would've felt so simple before, but now filled with complexities.

there were so many feelings in the air, but the one that was felt the most was love. love always pulled through.

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jadejj · 9 months

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Hiii, first of all I love your works soooo much you're such a good writer.

I'm craving some ansgt (with happy ending) so I was thinking of a 2 part scenario with ateez : 1. You've have a big fight 2. You're making up . Or just one of the two if you're too busy . Or anything ansgty if fine . Sorry I talk too much . Have a good day /night <3<3<3<3

ateez in an argument with their s/o (part 1)

genre: ANGST, hurt, drama 😩

word count: 2.6k

warnings: cursing, general toxicity, obviously loads of angst

a/n: sorry this took me so fricking long to do, i wanted it to be perfect for you 🙏 let me know what you thought and send a request in the askbox for part 2 of this so you can be notified when i post it. anyone else who wants to be tagged in part to let me know~ hope you all enjoy <3

edit: here is part 2

hongjoong

"why are you so angry about all this?"

"you gave me a reason to be angry, y/n. a very good reason."

this is what it was like on the way home. constant bickering and arguing and shouting at each other. now that you had ripped the door open to your apartment and marched into your shared bedroom, you knew the arguments were only going to continue.

"and what reason was that?" you looked him dead in the eye now. your faces were edging closer and closer to his, a defiant glare sparkling in your eyes. hongjoong glared back. his eyes were just as powerful as ever. calculative. observant. deadly.

"you knew what you were doing," his tone was lower than usual, venomous to the ears. "you knew i hated him in the first place. but you just had to have your fun."

"i was just talking to him!" your voice had an extra kick of volume now, trying to dominate and squash his intimidating presence. this was a task that proved very challenging.

"it's not my fault your jealous of every other person i speak to," you defended

"but he's not every other person though!" you could see the vein in his neck show from the intensity of his emotions. "it was him. that's the point of all this. you just wanted to get back at me for the little argument we had earlier. so you did what you thought would hurt me the most. well, there you have it. well done, you hurt me."

"wow know what, if you think i would ever intentionally hurt you, that hurts me more than anything. and maybe if we're arguing all the time, maybe we shouldn't be together at all," the tears came as quickly as they fell. you had grabbed your coat and bag, heading for the door. you didn't think anything else could hurt you. but you were wrong.

what hurt the most was that he didn't stop you.

seonghwa

seonghwa could barely look you in the eyes right now.

"look, i don't want to argue," his tone was soft, but there was a twinge of urgency that came with it. he didn't know what to do anymore. he was exhausted. he was worried. he was everything but happy.

"i don't want to argue either, hwa" you gazed over at him, looking dejected and uncomfortable. you weren't sure why you kept calling him by his little pet name because you were far from being playful at this moment. you crossed your arms over your chest as you spoke up, "but it's either we talk about this or we don't talk at all."

"why do you have to make everything so difficult?" seonghwa snapped, now looking at you with eyes of cruelty. your heart dropped.

"why does everything have to be such a big deal? why can't you just let things go?" seonghwa's voice seemed to be getting louder and louder with each question. or maybe that's just how it felt.

"you're in this relationship too, hwa" you did decide to hold onto that pet name after all; it felt like the only endearing thing you had left to say. your voice grew quiet. you didn't want to argue. you just wanted to fix this. but it felt like you were the only one.

"do you not want to fight for us? why can't you just accept that we haven't been okay for a long time," your breath heaved quickly, but your slumped posture looked like you'd been defeated. "and the only way to sort this out is by talking about it."

seonghwa scanned your face and shook his head, looking away once more. his prior outburst had settled down and now he just wanted to be alone.

"i'm done talking now," seonghwa muttered, closing his eyes. he couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth, but the hopelessness took over. "i'm done fighting for this."

you'd have never thought your boyfriend to give up so easily on something. but your relationship? you? that was something that you'd always figured he'd stick by for.

yunho

yunho had unlocked the door to your shared apartment at 2:37 in the morning. on coming home before this, he made sure to tiptoe around the apartment, hop in the shower as quietly as possible, get ready for bed as silent as anything, before making his way to the bedroom.

"oh," he muttered in mild surprise, not expecting to see you awake. you had a book in your hands that you were scarcely reading, and the lamp to your side shining bright against the darkness. "you're awake?"

"i am actually," you say in a short, sarcastic tone. your jaw tightened as you carefully placed your bookmark between the pages and set the book aside, turning off the lamp in the same movement.

yunho stood there for a moment. the room felt still and cold. he looked at you, curled up with your back to him now. he could feel the sadness fizzle in the air. he knew he messed up but he was so tired. so, so tired.

crawling into his side of the bed, he gently tugged the covers over him, not saying a word. he didn't want to speak, but he felt he owed you at least something.

"i'm sorry" he murmured, eyes flashing closed as he breathed a shaky breath out.

"how many times have you said that this week?" you replied, weakly. you were tired too. tired of his excuses, his empty promises, his apologies. they felt like nothing anymore. he had let you down too many times.

he replied with nothing. he had nothing else to say. he thought it would be wise not to say anything at all. just sleep will do. sleep for a clearer mind. even being as tired as he was, he couldn't for the life of him drift off. and neither could you.

it was a long night for both of you. and while you were inches away from each other, you could have never felt farther away.

yeosang

you had been trying to get your boyfriend to talk to you for about 15 minutes now. it was a chore. it was exhausting. but you knew something was wrong and you weren't going to let him suffer alone.

"you really like pushing people to the limits, don't you?" yeosang snapped in response to your persistence. he glared at you with watery eyes, his lips pressed in a firm, straight line.

"i'm concerned for you," you retorted back, "what, am i not allowed to care about my boyfriend anymore?"

yeosang looked away from you. he was usually quiet but this was different. it was a painful type of quiet. you knew your boyfriend all too well to know he wasn't alright. and you didn't want him to be alone and wallow in his feelings.

you took in a deeper sigh and tried a softer approach. "you can tell me anything, yeo" you slid an arm around him, but his head leaned away from you.

"you care too much, it's suffocating" yeosang closed his eyes and shook his head, "i just want to be left alone, what don't you understand about that?" his tone was harsh. you had never seen him like this, which confirmed that he wasn't himself at all.

but his brutality got to you, and before you knew it, you started tearing up. you knew you should be supportive and just accept his wishes to leave him be, but it was hard to go on when you knew he was upset. you felt so torn.

"i'm sorry," your voice cracked underneath the pressure of emotion as you began to leave the room. there was nothing more you could say to him.

yeosang finally lifted his head, his eyes following your figure as you walked away from him. there was a distinct lonely feeling that filled his heart, making it ache. the absence of you weighed heavier on him than anticipated, and he missed you. god, he missed you.

maybe he didn't want to be alone after all...

san

you had come over to spend time with your boyfriend... initially...

it wasn't your fault. you just got a bit side-tracked. yunho and wooyoung were there and it had been a while since you had spoken to them. it was such a pleasure seeing them again since you got on so well.

but san's mood was depleted. his energy zapped. he phased out of reality as you continued to chatter away to his friends, staring at the wall with a glaze over his eyes. he hadn't said a word all night.

it was only until the others left that you actually gave him attention. and that was when you realised you hadn't spoken to him all night.

"you okay, sweetie?" you placed a hand on his bicep, getting him to look into your eyes defiantly.

"don't call me that" he grumbled and pushed your hand away, his arms crossing over his chest.

"what's the matter with you?"

"i invited you round so you could spend the night with me. but you were so much more interested in wooyoung and yunho." san glared at the floor. he realised how pathetic he sounded. how desperate his tone was. but he didn't care at this point.

"i hadn't seen them in a while, san. if you wanted it to just be me in you then you could've dismissed them," you held your ground, shaking your head at his childishness. "besides, you could've joined in the conversation instead of moping about by yourself, my god."

you rolled your eyes and moved away from him in a huff. san sighed and didn't move from his position. he couldn't tell if he was being unreasonable or totally justified. all he could tell was that he was hurt and angry, so the tears stung his eyes.

"i don't get a lot of time with you, y/n," he sniffed, "but by the looks of it you were having more fun talking to them than we've had in a long time."

his jaw clenched as he felt your presence stand there, taking in his thoughts, before leaving the room altogether.

mingi

"it was just a performance, y/n. it's not a big deal."

it was a big deal. at least, to you it was. you've been supporting mingi for as long as you can remember. from the moment he debuted, you were always behind him, encouraging him from the sidelines. and his career flourished. it amazed you just how quickly it did. and with his talents came more opportunities and privileges at award shows.

you didn't realise one of those 'privileges' would be to sexy dance with another idol.

"not a big deal?" you stared at him, wide-eyed and amazed by his words. at first you wondered if you were just overreacting. but his careless brush-offs turned the alarm bells off in your head. "mingi, you have got to be kidding me. she was practically grinding all over you. i had to watch that happen, among all the other thousands of people watching."

"and so what if they watched?" mingi's voice rose in volume, causing you to flinch at the sudden severity of his voice. despite having a deep voice all the time, mingi never used such a harsh tone towards you. it made your heart drop. "it's my job. they watch me do performances all the time. just because this performance happened to be with another idol doesn't mean anything."

his words hurt you more than you could say. but your hurt was spat out in anger, something you couldn't control beyond this point.

"everyone is saying how good you look together," your voice lowered in defeat, "how you should be together. even other idols are saying that."

"is that what this is about?" mingi breathed out a laugh of disbelief before his eyes turned serious, "you're just insecure."

you would have never thought he, of all people, would say that. you lowered your head and stared at your feet.

he only realised how much he hurt you when a tear trickled down your cheek. but by that point, it was too late.

wooyoung

"y/n, i'm not in the mood."

this was a phrase you were hearing all too frequently from your boyfriend. it was enough to drive you crazy. but you had kept silent, up until now. now was the last straw.

it was like he hated you. every time you touched him he would withdraw. even light touches like holding hands or linking arms; he wanted none of it. this was so unlike him. he was the one that usually initiated the physical affection. cuddles were his speciality and he couldn't go seven minutes without holding you. and you love that. but now, everything was one-sided.

"you're not in the mood a lot these days," you commented. your intent was to sound harsh, it really was. but all he could hear was the hurt and pain in your voice, and that tugged at his heart a little. "have i done something, woo?"

"don't be like that," wooyoung sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"no but seriously. are you not attracted to me anymore? has something happened between us? what am i missing?" you pleaded for him to answer you.

"shut up, you sound ridiculous" he snapped, a firm glare shooting into your eyes. there was too much swirling around in his mind for him to take everything in. to take in how he sounded and what he said to you. you could see the unbothered, thoughtlessness in his gaze and saw that he had just given up.

"not even gonna dignify me with an answer, huh?" you sniffed back your tears as you got up from your seat, grabbing the coat you had only recently left on the chair, and making your way for the door. you needed to get away.

if he wasn't going to dignify you with an answer, you weren't going to dignify him with your presence.

jongho

you let an exasperated laugh out, but things were far from funny. in fact, you genuinely couldn't believe what you were hearing right now.

"let me get this fucking straight," the increase in volume of your voice told jongho to run, but he was no coward. he stood his ground and stared at you expectantly. "you think that your job is more important than mine? is that what i'm hearing?"

"i never ever said that," jongho immediately shot back, not missing a beat, "but my job is more physically, psychologically and emotionally demanding. that's just a fact."

"why is this a fucking competition?"

"it's not" jongho practically growled his words back. he couldn't believe that you were both caught in an argument that was so trivial. "i just get exhausted when your moaning about the struggles of your job when there's so much going on with mine."

you shook your head, arms crossing over your chest as you gritted your teeth. "am i not allowed to express myself to you? to tell you my worries? that's what boyfriends are supposed to be there for. if you're not willing to do that then-"

"then what? then i shouldn't be your boyfriend?" jongho spoke before he could think, a tendency he never had. he was losing his head to the heat of the argument; he let his emotions get the better of him.

raising your eyebrows in surprise, you stepped back from the one you loved most. you couldn't read his expression, but you sincerely hoped he regretted those words.

"if that's how you feel, then maybe you shouldn't be" your voice was soft now, weak and without sustenance. shoulders lowering, you gazed at the floor, feeling your cheeks heat up tremendously.

a hopelessness fell upon you both. the atmosphere felt so thick it was suffocating. it felt as if the light that was once between you had been extinguished.

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one more minute — choi san

synopsis. midnight snacks and kisses in the kitchen.

pairing. choi san x fem!reader

genre. established relationship. fluff.

warnings. a little, tiny make out sesh but nothing else.

wc. 0.6k

[ listening to . . . ] rises the moon by liana flores.

your eyes fluttered open to be met with darkness, the first thing you noticed was the arm draped around your waist. turning your head to look behind you, you caught sight of your dear boyfriend, san, sleeping soundly, his face lit by the dim moonlight seeping in through the gaps in the curtains.

silent snores left his mouth and you smiled, wondering how on earth you were lucky enough to call this perfect man yours. but the silent moment of admiring him was ruined when your stomach grumbled quietly, reminding you what you woke up for. after taking one last look at san and pressing a light kiss to his forehead, you wiggled yourself out of his grip without waking him up and walked down to the kitchen for some food.

you grabbed a paper plate and put a slice of pizza from the night before on it, placing it in the microwave. then you grabbed a mug, filled it with water and set it next to the paper plate before closing the microwave's door, pressing some buttons and starting it up.

a familiar arm wrapped around your waist from the back as san’s other arm brushed your hair away from your neck, nuzzling his face into it as he dropped the hand to wrap it around your waist as well. he placed gentle pecks on your neck and shoulder, nudging the fabric of your neckline to the side to access as much of your soft skin as possible.

you chuckled and turned your face to the side, your eyes meeting his soft brown ones. without averting your eyes, you turned in his grip and wrapped your arms around him in a warm hug. he smelled faintly of peppermint and the shampoo you keep in your bathroom.

you pulled away from each other and he moved his fingertips under your shirt, his knuckles brushing against your sides. his touch sent sparks and goosebumps travelling through your whole body, a feeling you were well acquainted with.

“i love you," he whispered, lips brushing against yours.

you smiled, muttering a heartfelt, "i love you, too."

he leaned his face in and your lips connected in a kiss, moving in a slow and synchronised rhythm, lips slotting together like perfect puzzle pieces. instinctively, your hands travelled up and tangled themselves in his already messy chestnut locks of hair. his grip on your waist tightened, trying to close every remaining millimetre of space between your bodies.

he bit down on your bottom lip, his hands simultaneously gliding up and down your waist, fingertips brushing just beneath your breasts before dropping to your hips and squeezing twice. knowing what that meant with him, you jumped up and warped your legs around his torso, his firm hands supporting you under your thighs. as if you had done this multiple times before—which you have—he turned and set you on the empty counter behind him, standing between your legs.

you continued, your kisses turning desperate and bruising. but before he could take it any further, the microwave's timer rang and you pulled away with a mischievous smile and flushed cheeks. your boyfriend groaned as you inched your way around him and got off the counter to grab your food.

"baby," he whined, drawing out the last syllable, "just… one more minute?"

"i don't want my food to get cold," you laughed and took a bite of the pizza, a playful pout on your lips. "you’re very needy when you're tired."

"at least give me some of the pizza?"

you considered it for a moment before turning and walking to the living room with a broad grin. "i’m not your mom, you can get it yourself, love," you called over her shoulder, resisting the urge to giggly at his dumbfounded expression.

　　[ lilo's notes ... ] i’m a little sick so updates on both the event and nsn will be a bit slow. but anyways, here’s a little san drabble i wrote at 3 am :>

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San As Your Boyfriend

Boyfriend

(n.) A person who 90% of the time annoy you, and 10% of the time makes you forget the 90%

Ateez masterlist here

San is so proud to be your boyfriend that he can't help but talk about you all the time. He's always telling the other members how cute you are, how smart you are, and how much he loves you. He even wears your sweaters around the dorm so that everyone can see how lucky he is to have you. Sometimes, the other members have to shut him up because he's getting too annoying. But they know that he's just being a proud boyfriend, and they can't help but smile at his enthusiasm.

San is a very expressive person, and he loves to talk about his day. He'll often come home from work and lay his head on your lap while he tells you all about what happened. He'll use his hands to gesture and his eyes to emphasize his points. And he'll always end his story with a big smile on his face. If you try to ignore him while he's talking, he'll start to whine. He'll say things like, "But you're not listening to me!" or "I want you to pay attention to me!" He might even start to pout or cross his arms. But if you give him your full attention, he'll be so happy. He'll wrap his arms around you and hold you close. He might even refuse to let you go until you give him a kiss.

San is a very dramatic person, and he loves to ham it up for attention. So when you give him a sudden kiss, he'll definitely be dramatic about it. He'll clutch his heart and gasp for air, like he's just been shot. He might even keel over and pretend to faint. Then he'll look up at you with big, innocent eyes and say, "Oh my god, I think you need to give me one more kiss." You'll laugh at his dramatics, but you'll also be touched by his reaction. You know that he loves you very much, and he's just so happy to be with you.

San once bought you a plushie couple as a gift. He loves to bring it with him everywhere he goes, even when he can't be around you. The plushie reminds him of you and makes him feel closer to you even when you're apart. When San has to go far away from you, he'll call you nonstop. He just wants to hear your voice and know that you're okay. He can't imagine his life without you, and he's so grateful to have you in his life.

San is not the most experienced when it comes to taking care of people when they're sick. But when you're feeling under the weather, he'll do his best to make you feel better. He'll start by holding you close and cuddling you. He knows that physical touch can be very comforting when you're feeling sick. He'll also try to make you laugh, because he knows that laughter is the best medicine. If you're in pain, San will be worried as hell. He'll want to do whatever he can to make you feel better. He might ask you if you need anything, or he might just sit by your side and hold your hand. San might not be the most experienced caregiver, but he's always there for you when you need him. He loves you very much, and he wants to make sure that you're feeling better.

Boyfriend San is the one who you can lean on. He has a lot of skills, which means he can deal with so many things you're struggling with. San is a very capable and resourceful person. He's good at problem-solving, and he's always willing to help out. He's also very patient and understanding, which makes him a great listener. If you're struggling with something, San is the perfect person to talk to. He'll listen to you without judgment, and he'll offer you his support and advice. He'll also help you come up with solutions to your problems.

San is the best one who can lift up your mood. He always has a way to make you smile, even on the worst day of your life. His presence alone is already healing. San is a very positive and optimistic person. He always sees the good in people and in situations. This positive attitude is contagious, and it can help you to see the good in your own life, even when things are tough. San is also very creative and funny. He's always coming up with new ways to make you laugh. His sense of humor can help to take your mind off of your problems and make you feel better. And even when he's not saying anything, San's presence can be healing. Just being around him can make you feel safe and loved. His warm smile and gentle touch can help to soothe your soul. If you're ever feeling down, San is the perfect person to talk to. He'll listen to you without judgment, and he'll offer you his support and encouragement. He'll also help you to see the good in your life, even when things are tough.

🔖: @yustea

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jadejj · 9 months

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Hihi

I’ve been thinking of requesting something for a while and saw ur recent post which reminded me to. Congrats on 400! ☺️

I’d like to request a meeting pirate!Ateez reaction, or if you’re not vibing with that Ateez sharing clothes with their s/o (either s/o wearing their clothes or them wearing their s/o’s clothes, I think both are cute!)

Thanks so much for your work and no pressure at all! Your stuff always makes me happy when it comes up on my timeline 🫶🫶

Thank you so much sweetie! Yes, I’m so glad you requested ☺️ that makes me so happy to hear you don’t even know 🥹🥹🥹💕💕💕 I love this idea so without further ado…

(I’m sorry for how delayed this was! The other one will just be on a separate imagine hehe 🏴‍☠️)

Ateez Sharing Clothes With Their S/O

Hongjoong

♡ Oh you know this man will lend you anything out of his closet you need to complete your look 👀 If you’re down for it, Hongjoong would enjoy being the one to dress you just to admire how amazing you look and hope you see it too! Every time he dresses you he tries to balance things he wants to see you in, your own style/tastes, and of course including at least one piece of his!

♡ Seeing you in his jacket? Heaven. You are not accepting any jackets from any other men, only his 😤 but don’t worry he’ll smile so big and give you heart eyes the whole time he drapes it over you, handing the other member’s jacket back.

♡ The more pieces he lends you, the more you appear outwardly his, and that makes his heart go crazy. He’ll get extra affectionate and protective, wrapping an arm around you and placing kisses on your cheek. “That looks better on you than on me,” he’ll tell you with a cheeky grin, sliding his arm around your waist.

♡ Slides a ring off his hand and onto yours 💗

♡ But also highkey if he likes a piece of your jewelry he may ask to borrow it!!! What, it would go perfectly with these shoes!

Seonghwa

♡ Some of Seonghwa’s clothes just become yours because he gives you his sweater when you’re cold and then lets you keep it 🥺

♡ Sweaters are his favorite because you look so cute and cozy in them! Especially if the sleeves are long on you and you do sweater paws, that’s just the cutest thing in the world to him! He’ll sometimes hold your hands through the sweater paws so you both get warm hands~

♡ Goofball steals a pair of your fuzzy socks one day because he likes them and you tease him that ew, don’t take those, now they’re ruined, but in reality the pattern just suits him more and he looks so cute in your fluffy little garments that you have to give him a kiss~

♡ You two basically trade pieces of jewelry, like he gets one of your favorite rings and you get one of his- it's yours and Seonghwa's version of swapping sim card trays!

♡ If you put on one of his shirts without him knowing, he'll come up behind you, arms snaking around you, and start teasing you. "Well, this is a nice shirt- where did you find this, hm?"

Yunho

♡ You didn’t know there was an upgrade to being given your boyfriend’s jacket but here we are: being given your boyfriend’s suit jacket.

♡ Yunho and you were attending a formal event and, well, he had a suit jacket and you didn’t, so when you got cold, he was draping you with designer formalwear of all things. You couldn’t help reaching up to feel the shoulders, smiling shyly. “You look great, maybe you should keep it.” Yunho winks, then laughs in spite of himself.

♡ You prefer his jackets, he prefers your scarves. What, they smell like you and are way softer than his big ol thick one?

♡ Sometimes you, instead of looking through a mess of clothing or just because you need a shirt, you grab one of Yunho’s button-ups and throw it on.

♡ Yunho.exe has stopped working. His hands will be on you faster than you can say Timbuktu 👀

Yeosang

♡ You got this huge fluffy wonderful robe drapey fleece cloud of a garment for bedtime when it was cold, and little did you know your boyfriend was going to fall in love with it.

♡ He asked to try it on, and the moment it covered him he pulled it tight, falling backwards onto the bed in bliss. Sure, you’d bought it for yourself, but Yeosang looked so cute, how could you say no?

♡ Compromise achieved: Yeosang wears the open-faced fleece wonder, you just lay on his chest and get wrapped up in it too 🩷

♡ You jokingly stole one of his sweaters as ‘revenge’, pulling it on to see how he reacted, if he fought you on it.

♡ Spoiler alert: he did not, only burst into a shy, loving smile and pull you into his side for a hug, telling you you’re so cute 🥺 you should’ve known with how much it takes to make him mad!

San

♡ Does that corny thing where he wraps both of you in one long scarf. You can hardly walk but it’s ok because San is so cute as he nuzzles into you from above the soft knit 💔

♡ You also wear his gloves a lot because you forget them so San throws an extra pair in his pockets just for you! His gloves are way softer than yours anyway.

♡ One day, you throw on one of his infamous muscle shirts and flex, both of you laughing but also…San’s lowkey blushing at the sight of you like that 🤭

♡ All of a sudden he’s stammering out ‘u-uh if you want that you can keep it. I mean it just looks really, really good and…’

♡ Since you liked his winter coat last season, he starts shopping for another in your favorite color and material so you can steal it. Smiles with such joy and pride as he drapes the garment over you, helping you into the sleeves, and you gush over how cozy it feels and how much you love it. Mission success.

Mingi

♡ You needed a shirt one day after swimming, so Mingi gave you an extra t-shirt. Joke was on him, though- you just wanted a Mingi shirt 😈

♡ The next time you guys hang out, you’re wearing it and his jaw drops at the way it fits your body, having not really seen it beneath the night sky and your towel the first time.

♡ Arms go right around your middle immediately, you are trapped in Mingi’s embrace don’t try to get out it’s impossible 😤 well ok it’s possible but then he’ll be sad 🥺

♡ Starts lifting it up slightly as if he thinks something different from usual is going to be under there lmao. Smiles so wide, loving, cheeky, and blissful all in one almost no matter how you react to that.

♡ You start surprising him by stealing his clothes and wearing them since you got such a good reaction the first time! Most of the time he just lets you keep them as long as he can get his hands on you~

Wooyoung

♡ Bro he steals your clothes

♡ Loves the way they smell! If you can’t see each other for any extended amount of time beyond, like, a few days or a week he wants something of yours to have with him because your scent helps him fall asleep. Also guilty of cuddling your clothes and pretending you’re there 😅

♡ He loves putting his clothes on you, especially tighter stuff from on-stage, and then telling you how hot you look in them! Buys you similar things to keep afterward even if you just wear them for him 👀

♡ Lives for corny couple outfits, so expect him to buy two of things so you can both wear it or give you something of his so that he can dress to complement! You'll probably have to stop him from straight-up just buying those corny shirts that say 'yours' and 'mine' or 'I'm his! I'm hers!' type of stuff because Wooyoung that's silly!!!

♡ You give him one of your favorite bracelets he's mentioned liking before to wear so he has a piece of you and Wooyoung just melts. Never takes that thing off unless he's showering or something. No other bracelets exist in Jung Wooyoung's eyes.

Jongho

♡ You guys are engaged in a jesting war over jacket custody

♡ He gave it to you one cold evening and you loved it so much, you joked about never wanting to give it back and he protested, laughing as you pouted, and you dug in your heels until you two were laughing like dorks over nothing. Now you two alternate wearing it a lot, but Jongho remains insistent that it’s his, you just take care of it.

♡ He steals and tries on a hat of yours one day, and as much as you laugh you think it suits him pretty well; suddenly the hat gets joint custody too.

♡ It may sound odd, but he gives you an old necklace of his he doesn't wear much anymore because he likes more traditional gifts like jewelry and then you'll have a memento of him! You're like sorry this is way less sentimental I got you a new watch lmao but don't worry, he needed one and he loves it 😊

♡ The one day you grab one of his shirts, though, something snaps in him and he can’t stop staring. You ask him what, starting to apologize for taking it, but he just shakes his head and holds up a halting hand. “No, don’t be sorry. I really like seeing you this way,” he says, eyes sweeping before meeting yours again.

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Hugs. / YH & JH version

Ateez reaction to making up after a fight

Genre: slight angst, fluff, basically just a comfort fic

Word count: 1 380

Warnings: mentions of insecurities, mentions of weight gain in Jongho’s reaction

A/N: This reaction is actually the second part to this reaction! Please read that one first to get the full story. But, just in case you don’t want to read the entire part 1, there is a short summary of the fights under the cut <3

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jadejj · 10 months

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Tears. / YH & JH version

Ateez reaction to making you cry / you making them cry during an argument

Genre: angst

Word count: 1 554

Warnings: crying (obviously), neglect and bad communication in relationships, mentions of weight gain and insecurities in Jongho’s reaction

A/N: It’s finally here! The long-awaited Yunho & Jongho version of my first reaction! I finally feel confident enough to write about them, so I hope I did them justice. Thank you for waiting, and I hope you enjoy my fic! I feel like my writing’s gotten worse, so I’m sorry if this is bad.

A/N 2: Yunho’s reaction was kind of inspired by this scenario by @fantastic-bby where he tries to joke around even though you’re upset. However, to mix it up (and because I see Yunho as the more sensitive one in a relationship), I decided to switch the roles a bit.

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Part 2: here

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jadejj · 10 months

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𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬

Hi! I'm back with an angsty kind of scenario, hope you'll like it :)

Also I saw ateez last week in paris and i'm sad it's over so that's why the scenario has angst x))

some parts feel cheesy too i'm sorry

Context: the members are very busy with tour and promotions, it has been a while since they had a break. And after a very long day, they come back to your shared appartment and have a meltdown.

Hongjoong:

Being a leader and one of the oldest members of the group, Hongjoong always puts his members and the group's success before his own well-being. He does the same thing with you; he'll hide how he feels as much as he can, because he doesn't want to be a burden to anyone. He thinks he can handle listening to others' burdens and taking care of his own by himself, but that's not how it works.

When he got home, he was quiet. He always was, focusing on taking off his shoes and jacket before greeting you with a kiss. But this time it was different, the atmosphere was heavy, when you got close to him you could see how tense his shoulders and jaw were. You joined him in the entrance of your appartment, and stood right in front of him. The fact that he kept looking down confirmed your suspicions; he did not dare look at you in the eyes, we all say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and you would see very well how bad he feels. You softly brought your hand up to cup his cheek, and caressed it with your thumb. Then asking with a calm voice "is everything okay?"

He waited for a bit, and then shook his head from left to right as a no motion. His bottom lip started shaking quickly and his shoudlers as well, as if all the tension he kept in was breaking free. He then started crying, his arms finding their way around your waist and his head hiding in the crook of your neck. You stayed like this for a long time, before you accompanied him throughout his night routine: taking a bubbly bath, eating a big bowl of his favorite noodles, and falling asleep in front of his favorite movie. Not much words were needed, only actions and taking a break from work.

Seonghwa:

Seonghwa is a bit like Hongjoong: he tends to keep his darkest thoughts to himself. He talks a bit to Hongjoong, and sometimes to his parents too, but he keeps things very broad and doesn't say too much so people aren't worried about him. When it comes to you, he speaks up very rarely about how he feels, each time its right before having a meltdown. And you both feel when it's about to happen. You both know that when Seonghwa works for months without any break, he has a hard time actually resting and keeping a positive mindset.

Before a break down, he comes home as usual, but doesn't bother showering or changing clothes. He goes straight up to you and asks for cuddles. His nose against your neck to smell your perfume/your hair if its long enough, his body in full contact with yours, as if to feel protected. Also if you're wearing a hoodie he'll put his hands in your pockets, if it's a normal shirt he'll hold your waist underneath it, because it comforts him. He may cry a bit, but the contact with you calms him instantly and all the pressure from work and not seeing you for weeks vanishes.

At some point he'll try and convince KQ to bring you on tour, using as an argument that you're his stress-relief partner.

Yunho:

Okay but the idea of Yunho breaking down from stress and exhaustion breaks my heart fr. He would hide his despair SO well that you felt guilty when you finally noticed how bad he felt. But he wouldn't blame you, never, he would say that if anything it's just his fault for hiding things from you. When he decides to talk to someone, it would be to Hongjoong or Mingi at first. Both would listen to what he has to say, of course, and they understood how he felt more than anyone else since they felt overwhelmed by work as well.

Both of them would also tell him to talk to you about it. To get comfort and reassurance from you. It's kind of cheesy but a lover, if the person is the right one, is perfectly able to help and reassure its partner. This is what relationships are for.

So Yunho would talk to you about it.

He would take you to the living room, and both of you would sit on the sofa, facing each other in a disturbingly serious way. He started talking, his eyes avoiding to look at you, playing with his fingers as if to distract himself. But it didn't work. His voice got weaker and he felt a knot in his throat, indicating he was about to cry. When he finally looked at you in the eyes, you thought you were going to cry too. His eyes were red and full of tears, but he still had his bright smile, which looked way sadder now. Of course, you listened to him and helped him through his break down, and that's when he realised that Mingi and Hongjoong were right: he can fully rely on you.

Yeosang:

Yeosang has always had a hard time understanding and sharing his emotions. Wether it's anger, sadness, fear, he tends to keeps everything to himself unconsciously because he doesn't understand these feelings, and doesn't know how to let go of them.

So for his break down, I think that it's his body that will "give up on him", in a way.

Yeosang is a healthy man though, he takes good care of himself. But working 14 hours a day, for weeks, and then months, while not being able to see you or his family really brought him down. Being far from home made him sick, he was stressed, he was tired, he was losing his appetite. Maybe he even started overthinking things: he fully trusted you, but as more weeks passed, a little voice in his head kept telling him that maybe, maybe you would cheat on him with someone else. He felt so guilty to think that, and it made him even more sick, of himself.

Days went by and he slept less and less every night, and ate less and less every day. His body couldn't take it anymore, so during practice Yeosang fainted.

The agency took things seriously and gave a 2 weeks break to the members afterwards. The members told you about Yeosang's condition, but seeing him in real life was painful. He was pale, paler than ever, he had lost cheek fat and his dark circles stood out the most.

You both hugged as if years had passed (at least it felt like it), and since then Yeosang has been more open about his feelings than before.

San:

I think San is one of the members who would open up the fastest among the members. He wouldn't keep his thoughts and pain to himself, and he insisted that your relationship would build itself around that: trust and openness. So would always tell each other how you feel, without filters.

So when San really started to feel drained, and I mean mentally drained, he did not hesitate to talk to you. It was through a call though, because he was abroad, on tour. It felt terrible to see you through the screen when he missed you so badly. He wanted to hold you, to feel you, to smell you. He told you that at some point and he started crying. You felt truely powerless, but your words gave him the bit of strength he needed to finish the tour.

You both ended up falling asleep with the call still on.

Mingi:

I think that Mingi really has a hard time with words, at least when it comes to expressing himself fully. So in my opinion he'll keep his exhaustion and stress to himself until he come back home to you. So he can get comforted in your arms.

Just like Seonghwa, he would come home and say nothing, only seeking your touch and protectiveness.

He sometimes has a hard time to wait until he gets back home to you. In this case, he asks for pictures of you, of what you're doing. If you call each other you talk for a bit and then do your own activities on the side, with your cameras on. It reassures him, he knows you're waiting for him at home. And anytime he lifts his eyes from his lyrics book, he gets to see you. Your eyes focusing on the tv screen, watching the latest episode of your favorite tv show, and not noticing him looking at you with hearts in his eyes.

Wooyoung:

Honestly I think he would either act like Seonghwa, like Yeosang, or like San. It all depends on the context and you guys' relationship at the time.

For example, if you just started dating, he would be the type of guy to call you often, to ask for pictures, and send a lot of texts anytime he misses you or feels down.

But with time, it's not enough to comfort him, and he wants more. So he waits, for a painfully long time, until he can see you in person so that he can hug you and always stay close to you, sticking to your side like a leech until he feels better. Be careful, during that period of time, if you refuse his cuddles, he'll be upset.

Finally, and I think that's peak Wooyoung style: if you guys got in an argument before he leaves, he'll be like yeosang (but still differently yk). He'll keep everything to himself and work until his body gives up on him. He doesn't want to make you or the members worry on purpose, but his pride tells him to not contact you since the argument. His stubborn self just wants to be right and make you apologize first.

Which you did. After you heard what happened you called him. He tried to pretend as if everything was fine, but it truely wasn't. You scolded him a bit, and then apologized. And he did too afterwards.

Jongho:

Even though Jongho is quite shy when it comes to feelings and stuff, I think it wouldn't be that hard for him to come up to you if he was having a breakdown.

I still think that at the beginning of your relationship he wouldn't want to bother you, so he would seek his hyungs' advices and help to release his painful thoughts. At some point though, they would ask (without any judgement) "why aren't you talking about it with y/n? It's your significant other after all".

And then he realised that you had the right to know how he felt, to help him as much as you could, and the same thing on the other way around. So sometimes he calls you at the end of your day, or at the beginning of it, always adapting himself to your timeline so he doesn't wake you up at 3am. Most of the calls are just him asking you about your day, so he listens to you while looking at you on the screen of his phone with a tiny smile on his face. Your voice soothes him, and the pressure on his shoulders evaporates quickly. Listening to your voice makes him forget about his important duty in the group as a young main vocalist. He becomes your boyfriend, that's it, and that's more than enough for him.

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When You Faint ~ Ateez Reaction

Seonghwa:

He dropped everything as Seonghwa noticed you stumbling, moving quickly around the room. He was slightly too slow though as he watched you collapse down to the floor, letting go of a sharp gasp.

He knelt down as fast as he could, moving you into a comfortable position. He had no idea what to do, or what he could do to make things easier for you, deciding it was best to just keep you company.

Despite your shut eyes, Seonghwa kept talking to you until he watched your left eye slowly open, looking around the room. His voice drew your eyes across to look at him straight away with a puzzled look.

“What did I do?” You asked Seonghwa, struggling to piece together the few pieces that you had in your mind to know what had gone on.

“You fainted,” Seonghwa told you, taking your hand as soon as he watched your small smile drop. “There’s no need to worry or fret, you’re awake, and that’s the main thing. I’m here to look after you too.”

Your head nodded in reply to Seonghwa, finding comfort in his voice. “I’m sorry if maybe I scared you,” you told him, keeping his attention.

“It’s alright, just as long as you’re healthy, that’s the main thing.”

Hongjoong:

He had lost count of how many times his hand had tapped against the coffee table as Hongjoong continued to sit beside you and wait for you to wait. He was nervous as he watched you, especially as time passed.

He had no idea what had gone on, one minute you left the kitchen to get your phone, the next you didn’t respond to his call. Hongjoong left you for a while, never expecting you passed out to be what he’d find.

He had never moved quicker though when you finally began to stir, letting go of a groan as you woke up to the bright lights of the living room. Hongjoong quickly kept you still, refusing to let you move too quickly.

“I’m alright,” you tried to tell him, but his head shook back at you, keeping you exactly where you were laid out on the floor, giving you time.

“What happened?” Hongjoong asked you, hoping you’d know what had caused you to faint. As he asked the question, a lump ran down your throat. “What’s gone on?” He quizzed, knowing something was up.

Your eyes shut for a moment as you composed yourself, “I’ve been busy these past few days, I guess taking care of myself hasn’t been a priority.”

“That’s it, you’re not doing any more work today, you’re relaxing.”

Yunho:

His body jumped as Yunho was called by Wooyoung, leaving the studio straight away. He had no idea what was going on, but by the panic that was in Wooyoung’s voice, Yunho knew that he was needed.

He never expected to walk into the recording room though and find you passed out on the floor, with Hongjoong and San either side of you. They stepped back as Yunho arrived, letting him by your side.

They left Yunho to look after you once they were sure that he was alright, making sure that he knew they were only a text away. He smiled appreciatively, keeping his eyes on you after until you finally woke.

“Sorry,” was all that you could say to Yunho when you eventually came back into the room, remembering what had happened clearly.

“Don’t say sorry,” Yunho told you as he rested his hand underneath your head, terrified as to how you were feeling. “There’s no need to be sorry about anything,” he told you, but your head shook in reply.

You knew exactly where you were, sighing softly. “You’re supposed to be working, you shouldn’t be worrying about me, I shouldn’t have fainted.”

“Don’t be silly, you can’t help fainting, these things just happen.”

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