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kimakento · 4 months

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&team when you leave home after an argument

pairing:(s) ot9 x fem!reader ⌙ 1.0k

genre(s): fluff + very minuscule angst(?)

warning(s): none?

author’s note: i’m so proud of myself bc i wrote this all today 🤭 this was a request and again, i’m so sorry for taking so long to write this but i really hope you enjoy this !! tysm for those who read this :D

euijoo —

ej would definitely literally run out after you, apologising profusely. he’d cling to your arm and ask for a second chance, saying that the argument was his fault.

you couldn’t bare being away from him and eventually gave in. he’d make it up to you by taking you out and peppering your face with little kisses.

euijoo tries to make you laugh with jokes and embraces you constantly until that smile he loves to see on your face shows up.

harua —

harua would feel it’s his fault and he’d torture himself by filling his mind with the sight of tears streaming down your face just before you left. a sense of remorse would continue to haunt him.

but tell me he wouldn’t continue to spam your messages, with a bunch of apologies and asking you to come back. midnight voicemails are a definite, he explains his side to the argument and express that he misses you.

harua would appear the next day, with flowers in hand, asking for forgiveness. he’d admit that you were the only one for him and the argument you had was nothing to him if it meant being away from you.

maki —

very like harua to be honest, he would be so persistent. it depends on the nature of the argument but he swallows his pride and admits fault. although he’s quite a hot-headed person, he still felt as if he should try to get you back.

you also come to the realisation that you miss him more than ever. he’d send you little gifts with notes saying things like ‘come back to me.’

he adorns that same puppy-like frown every passing day. that moment when you return is his happiest, maki couldn’t bare one single day of not waking up without you beside him. the promise of never doing it again lingers fulfilled as the chemistry between you grew even stronger.

nicholas —

nicho is a very clingy guy, when he feels how his bed feels so empty without you, regret would consume him. you on the other-hand, missed warmth that his presence provided.

the warmth that made you feel so safe. he acts so tough, but is literally so weak for you. he’d show up at your door the next day, asking so sweetly for a second chance. nicholas would start beaming when you told him that you missed him as well and apologised too.

taking your hand and kissing your knuckles is his favourite form of affection. also, you remind him that you forgive him and that the argument was only something small and meaningless.

k —

k would give you space, understanding that sometimes we all need a little break. he’ll let it rest for a few days, but also checking in on you consistently. but you being stubborn, left him on read which made him even more worried.

his name stands for king of apologising and making up for stuff with big gestures. “i’m so sorry, i understand it was my fault.”

his guilt would definitely eat him up from the inside and he’d insist on taking you. that’s when he realises that you’re the person who he cares most about.

knowing him so well, you can tell that it affected him as much as it did you, so you try to make it up to him and reassure him every chance you find.

yuma —

he always has a smile on his face, but when you go it also suddenly disappears. the similarity between you both is your stubbornness, neither of you wanted to apologise. but in the end, you ended up asking to meet up.

at the sight of you, yuma would start grinning and open his arms for you. no words would have to be exchanged. you both knew what the other was feeling without even having to say anything.

the fact that he’s with you is enough to make you happy and give you an extra bounce in your step. he was your calm that grounded you during the storm and you loved him for that.

fuma —

mentally scolds himself for ever taking a petty argument that for that you leave. spends the whole time thinking about how to get you to return back to him; he even starts asking his own members.

while you’re gone, he feels like he can’t genuinely enjoy anything. fuma calls you nonstop until you pick up and cry on the phone to him.

he’ll ask you to come back and when you do he’d hold you in his arms all night, tending to your every need, even when you say you’re fine he insists on doting on you like you’re his princess. (he calls you that daily)

jo —

i can’t imagine a scenario where he’d let you leave. jo would resolve the situation then and there, choosing to pull you into his lap and wrap his arm around your waist.

all while whispering how much he adores you and how sorry he is. even when you cry, he’d probably kiss them away. you’d turn around to him and peck his nose and pinch his cheeks.

his half-stifled sniffles don’t go unnoticed by you and at that both of you chuckle, even wondering why the argument was even that important.

“i love you, yeah?” | “i love you too, jo.”

taki

leaves you alone for a while and reflects on the whole situation.

instead, you turn up again the next day, apologising for being so stubborn. you see his weary, tired eyes and bad posture. but when he sees you, his smile is groggy and you jump into his open arms.

he opens up about his inner turmoil and also says sorry. you join beside him in his bed, stroking his soft hair.

while his eyelids flutter from the overwhelming fatigue, he repeats how much he loves you and promises not to let you leave ever again. he pecks the side of your mouth and falls asleep.

they’re all so cute !!

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luneengene2 · 4 months

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&Team Hyung Line : Accidentally Hurt/Injure (Verbally or Physically) You During an Argument

• Warnings : ANGST content, some harsh words, some violence, toxic, mentioning sex, grammatical errors (Let me know if anything is missing!)

• A/N : If you are sensitive about this, please don't read and don't leave malicious comments!

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|| EJ ||

(Student!Ej x Fem!reader)

EJ is having a hard time with his medical assignment, because he is a final year student majoring in medical. Practical exams, reports that were continuously revised and piled up, were enough to make him dizzy. This makes him never have much time with you. In fact, he rarely pays attention to you because he has to focus on graduating.

But, often you are also annoyed because EJ is really that indifferent to you. Even when replying to your message which only contains good night wishes or words of encouragement, EJ doesn't reply at all.

And because of your annoyance, you took it out on EJ because he really seemed to have forgotten about you because of his final assignment. This made you and EJ get into a heated argument.

"Can you understand? You already know I'm always busy with this, Y/N! I have to focus on my graduation! If I don't pass, it would be fatal and it would embarrass me!" — EJ

"I get it, EJ! I understand your difficulties as a final year student about to graduate! I just need you to give me a little attention, I also want to continue to give you support! If you continue to ignore me, how can I give you support?!" — You

"Don't act childish, you can give me support anytime! Even through prayers you can give me enough support, Y/N!" — EJ

"I'm not acting childish, I just want a little of your attention, EJ! I can support you well, but you continue to ignore me! It's as if I don't exist!" Your words succeeded in making EJ even more angry, he immediately looked at you with his gaze completely turning haunted.

"You basically don't understand how hard it is to be a medical student, Y/N. How I struggled, spent my time and sweat for my best grades here. I'm dealing with human lives, not robot lives. My brain is quite drained here, and you easily don't understand my struggle for my graduation, and you can only ask for attention under the pretext of being able to give me support? I can see the big difference in my brain capacity compared to yours. My brain is thinking hard about graduating, even for our future if I become a doctor. But your brain? Just thinking about your attention and you keep demanding it from me to keep giving you attention in the midst of my struggles. Ha! I understand, you don't feel how dizzying it is to be a medical student, you come from a department that doesn't even use your logic, only with stupid theories. You don't even need to worry about your score being low, because only with unclear theory you can pass. It's clear that it also shows that our brain capacities are different, you casually ask that from me, whereas I feel like I'm being hit by a storm by my own department. I really like seeing a stupid little girl who is always hungry for attention. Really see the stupidity in front of me,"

Silence...

EJ's long words succeeded in causing silence to immediately envelope the two of you. You seemed shocked when EJ actually showed the last sentence to mock you directly. Stupidity. EJ really taunted you with that word. He even said that your college major only contains stupid theories.

You immediately looked at EJ with a blank look in shock when he said that with his own mouth. However, you also realize that it was also your fault which made him even more stressed because of his final assignment. You clenched your palms tightly, you were offended, but this was also your fault. You looked at EJ still with that blank stare, and a single tear came out of your left eye. You didn't react like before.

And just as your tears started to flow out, EJ, who was initially panting in annoyance and staring at you sharply, his gaze immediately changed to shock.

"Sorry, Euijoo," Your voice saying sorry immediately broke the silence between the two of you. EJ was immediately hurt to see you immediately 'down' like that. You don't even call him by his nickname, which is EJ. EJ blamed himself for saying insulting and harsh words to you, even offending your education. "I'm going home, okay? I don't want to see you stressed again by my presence, I'm sorry, Euijoo, for disturbing your time," You immediately wiped your tears, holding back the sobs you felt while putting some of your things into your bag. However, before you finished packing your bag, EJ immediately pulled you into his arms, he said sorry several times, holding you tightly as if he didn't want to lose you. He didn't want you to be away from him after he accidentally insulted you. You cried loudly in his arms, feeling embarrassed because you felt like you were carrying a burden for him.

"Baby i'm sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry and sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you! You're not stupid, darling. You're not like that, please don't leave me, I won't be angry if you beat me here too. You can hit or break anything that you think will make me not give you attention, but I beg you. I need you more than anything. I beg you, don't make yourself hurt,"

|| FUMA ||

(Collector!fuma x fem!reader)

Fuma is a pokemon collector. He always collects things that are actually related to pokemon. He looks after his collection very well, even caring for it like he would a diamond. He is very protective of his collection.

You brought one of his mini pokemon dolls to take home, because they were so cute. Fuma will allow you to take the doll home, as long as you can look after it well. Because he said the doll was a limited edition.

However, you accidentally 'lost the doll', you forgot where you put it, because you often took the doll out when you were still borrowing it from Fuma. Due to the loss of one of his limited collections, Fuma immediately became annoyed with you.

"You know it's a limited edition, Y/N! Why did you lose that?!" — Fuma

"F-Fuma sorry, I completely forgot where I put the doll. I really didn't do that on purpose," — You

"You should be careful! Don't act this stupid! You don't need to borrow other people's things if you're stupid at looking after things!" Hearing Fuma call you 'stupid', you immediately became emotional. You felt like he shouldn't have insulted you with those words. "I'm not stupid, Fuma! "This is just a problem that we can solve calmly," you said in a calm tone but your expression was really not friendly at all.

Hearing your words, Fuma immediately snorted harshly then looked at you with a mocking look. "If you're not stupid then what are you? Idiots?" You clenched your fists as Fuma insulted you even more, restraining yourself from hitting him. "You're also stupid, more concerned with your stupid collection which isn't even important at all! You're insulting me for your stupid collection, eh?" Hearing you seem to be challenging him, Fuma immediately approached you. He towers over you with his sharp gaze.

"Aren't you the stupid one?! Not being able to look after someone's valuables to the point of losing them easily. It's terrible," — Fuma

"Oh I see? But you're also pathetic, Mr. Murata. More concerned with a stupid collection than your lover. Oh, did you have no friends when you were a child, so you seemed to depend on your collection, Fuma? Is it so pathetic, Fuma? Very, eh? You even insulted your own lover for the sake of losing your stupid doll, eh? Horrible!" Hearing your emotional ramblings, Fuma didn't try to calm down, but he was really burning with anger.

"Y/N" He shouted at you loudly and immediately grabbed your left wrist as hard as he could. Of course, you were immediately shocked when he pulled your hand as hard as possible, your body really felt like it was being pulled up to your spirit.

As he squeezed your wrist with explosive emotion, Fuma threw insulting words back at you, reversing everything you said to him earlier.

"F-Fuma let go, please let go, it hurts," — You

"Do you know anything about my childhood?! You even came as a stranger in the first place, and you insulted my hobby too? Have you never been taught to respect someone's preferences ha?!" — Fuma

"Fuma let go, it hurts! Please take your hands off me!" You started to cry but Fuma didn't notice that, he was really getting angry, he didn't hear your words begging him to let you go. He still continues to insult you while continuing to grip your slender hand which is much smaller than his.

"FUMA!!!!" You screamed hysterically, with all the strength you used, you pushed Fuma as hard as you could until he fell onto the nearby sofa. Making him take his hands off you. When he was pushed by you, Fuma immediately went into shock, he looked at you who was shaking violently while holding your left hand which was turning blue. He immediately realized that you were crying hysterically while holding your own hand that had been injured by him.

His breath seemed to catch up seeing you hysterical like that, and that's because of him. He slowly approached you, reaching for you to give you peace. "Y/N—"

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME, YOU IDIOT!" You cut him off and shouted harshly at him, your tears still flowing freely. You even have difficulty moving your left hand which seems to be sprained. Fuma is more hurt, it really hurts to see you like this. You cried and were hurt because of his actions. His actions were excessive. Just because of a doll, he hurt you. He doesn't even understand you're trying to apologize to him.

As your emotions rose, looking around, you saw his Nintendo. With overflowing emotions, you took the Nintendo, and in that second you hit him with the Nintendo. Fuma didn't fight back or try to push you away when you hit him with his nitendo. Letting you vent your hurt on him. He doesn't feel pain when you hit him repeatedly with his Nintendo, especially if you hit him when you're crying.

|| K (KEI) ||

(Idol!K x trainee!fem!reader)

Kei sighed when he heard the news that you failed to enter the new group from Hybe Labels Japan. You almost failed the evaluation five times leading up to your debut and were never selected as a member of a new group. Even when Hybe Labels Japan routinely transfers you to other agencies to audition for new group members, you always fail to make it to the debut line. Even though you have been a trainee for three years. And for three years too, you lacked in self-development.

Meanwhile, Kei? After I-Land he was sent to Hybe Labels Japan to become a member of their new group which will debut in 2022. And Kei really debuted and is very successful now.

When he hears that you always fail to debut, Kei always feels frustrated too. Because he feels that you are also lacking in the important things to be an idol. What's more, he also helps train you when he's in Japan. And it's also quite draining, because the rest time is sometimes used to train you. And of course Kei will always be frustrated if you always fail the evaluation for debut.

"Let's practice again, you still have a lot to learn," Kei said flatly and completely unfriendly. You, who initially wanted to tell Kei about your frustrations, immediately gave up your intention when you saw that he was less than friendly with you. You also know, he was very tired because he had just landed (in Japan). However, despite his tiredness he still wants to train you.

~ Two hours later ~

Kei rubbed his face in frustration because you really couldn't follow his directions in vocal practice. Oh of course you can't focus, Kei's tone is very unfriendly towards you, he almost shouted at you several times because you were always tense and unfocused. For two hours you and he were actually in the recording room practicing your vocals.

"Focus, Y/N! Pay attention to your high and low notes, it's not difficult! You've been training for three years," Kei gently threw your collection of evaluation papers onto the table, his face was really quite red. You became even more tense when you saw Kei looking like he was going to lose his temper.

However, you still try your best to make Kei proud of you, you have to show that you actually have good progress.

But...

"STOP IT!" You jumped in surprise when you heard Kei shout. He slammed your collection of evaluation papers hard until they scattered and then approached you with an annoyed face. Kei immediately exploded in emotion because he heard your voice choked, and that succeeded in making him annoyed and exploded.

"What have you learned in these three years, Y/N?! Are you spending your time on stupid things so that you don't develop your career?! Do you think becoming an idol can be easy just with your visuals?! No, Y/N!" Kei shouted at you while shaking your shoulders hard. You immediately bit your lip because you were afraid to see Kei upset like this. "Do you have problems with your body condition?! Abnormal?! Until you don't develop rapidly for your own career?!" Kei continued, you immediately looked down, not daring to look at his face. Kei gently pushed your shoulder then forced you to look at his face. "I'm really tired when I see you, you have no progress for your own career. "I'm even ashamed of my own friends because I have successfully debuted, but my lover is far behind, as if she needs 'special' attention," You looked at Kei with very hurt eyes. It turns out Kei is very embarrassed because you can't be successful like him.

"You shouldn't need to be a trainee, because maybe your career will only be as a backup dancer because you failed to debut. You can also embarrass me if the public finds out about our relationship," It felt like you were being stabbed by a thousand knives when Kei said that without thinking. It really hurts your feelings and heart, and also breaks your struggle. However, you also don't know that he said that without realizing it, because he was really tired in body and brain because of his busy schedule as an idol. And this time it was really overworked. You were also quite surprised when you saw that he could be this 'rough' with you.

Kei moved away from you, he immediately put on his shoes to leave the vocal room, to relieve his irritation (Not yet aware of what he said to you). You crumpled the clothes you were wearing, then said. "I will resign from being a Hybe trainee, Yudai. You're right, I shouldn't have become a trainee, my career would never work out," Kei immediately froze and he didn't step out of the vocal studio. "I'm also sorry if you feel embarrassed because you are in a relationship with me, sorry I can't be as successful as you. If you're really embarrassed, let's just end this relationship, you don't need to be embarrassed anymore," and now it's Kei's turn to be stabbed by a thousand knives. He hurts you with his uncontrollable mouth. Kei looked at you, he could clearly see how hurt you were. He just discouraged you just because he was tired.

"No no no no no no," Kei panicked and immediately approached you, he wanted to hold you but you avoided him. "Honey, I didn't mean it, please listen to me first," His tears started to come out. "I was tired, and instead I took out my tiredness on you. You're not wrong here, darling. I was the one who made you lose your enthusiasm," Kei touched your hair, he wanted to hug you if he could. But in your condition of being afraid of him, he also can't force it. "I was never ashamed to have you as my lover, I will never be ashamed. Don't end this relationship, darling," However, before Kei had finished speaking, you immediately fell unconscious in his arms.

When you were taken to the clinic, the doctor said you were experiencing excessive fatigue. And Kei immediately knew that you were really tired compared to him. Plus, he actually discourages you. Makes Kei feel guilty and hurt.

|| NICHOLAS ||

(racer!Nicholas x fem!reader)

Nicholas is a motorbike and car racer and the leader of a motorbike gang in his circle. He is famous among other street racers because he always wins in any race.

You accept him whatever his status, but you also have a deep sense of fear. You're afraid that Nicholas will always get into trouble because the races his group do are considered illegal street racing. You're afraid he'll get caught by the police or might have an accident. Apart from that, you are also afraid that he is cheating because every race he does is always attended by several beautiful, scantily clad and sexy girls.

One day, you decided to express your feelings of worry to him, and this was the first time you dared to speak honestly that you were 'against' him from continuing to join that group.

"So what do you want me to do, Y/N?" — Nicholas

"Get out of your wild racing life. If you want to be a racer, join the legal ones," Nicholas chuckled, but the chuckle contained annoyance. He lit his cigarette then looked at you with a mocking look. "I can't leave my world, Y/N. "For years I have joined that community, and I am committed not to leave it," You let out a rough breath. "So I'm not your world so you can't leave your life-threatening and useless world, Nicholas?" Hearing the word 'useless', Nicholas immediately pushed you. Luckily you fell on the sofa. Nicholas trapped your body then 'gently' grabbed your face so you looked at him. "Don't act like you know what my world is like, Y/N! At first you were just a stranger who came into my world, you are not completely my world!" You flinched when Nicholas said that to you.

"I just want to make your life peaceful, Nicholas. "If you continue to join that community, your enemies will continue to be everywhere," — You

"But I'm not that weak, Y/N. I can take care of myself, I can even take care of this weak you," Nicholas

"I'm not weak, Yixiang!" You pushed Nicholas hard and stood up from your sitting position. "Don't insult me as weak because you always protect me from anything. I only want the best for you!" Nicholas smiled faintly, then tilted his head, he was really mocking you.

"But for me the best thing for myself is to join my community, girl," — Nicholas

"You're really crazy about your community, eh? Do you have so many mistresses there that you don't want to get out of there? You're comfortable with their sexual services, that's why you forgot about me, Yixiang? Or are you really being a bastard there and becoming a lowlife too?"

PLAK!

You were quite shocked when Nicholas threw his hand at you. You felt quite hot air on your cheeks. Nicholas' slap was quite hard, leaving a mark on your cheek.

Nicholas also immediately froze when his emotions led him to slap you. Before Nicholas spoke to apologize, you immediately slapped Nicholas back with full force.

Not only that, you also grabbed, hit, kicked, and even punched his nose. However, Nicholas was silent when you hurt him. He didn't fight you, especially when he heard you cry as your hands continued to attack him. For him, your blow is not comparable to his behavior, which just slapped you quite hard. He actually cursed himself for being rude to you, even though you only wanted the best for him.

#&team #&team imagines #&team scenarios #&team ej #&team fuma #&team k #&team nicholas #&team fluff #&team x reader #&team angst #&team smut

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angelic-jeonghan1004 · 4 months

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Hi! I really wanna request something for andteam!

andteam during a fight?

If so I would appreciate you accepting my request!

Hiiii anon 💞 ofc you can!! I hope you enjoy 🥰 I’m going to write this in sections but struggle with motivation so pls come into my inbox to let me know if you’d want maknae line! sorry I’m a lil rusty it’s been a while since I wrote anything💔

I view him as one of the least level headed, so in an argument I think he’d be a bit hurtful in what he says

even tho he’ll want to keep his cool he won’t be able to stop himself from making passive aggressive or backhanded comments

If he said something super mean I don’t think he’d be ready to double down out of stubbornness

unless you actively started crying or showing signs of going to leave

then he’d immediately regret everything

Cue word jumble of apologies and he’ll want to reach out to you and hold ur hand if you allow him but will understand if you don’t.

Would most likely exit the room to cool down so he doesn’t say anything else he regrets

Would come back in about an hour to try and figure the problem out with a better mindset and apologize again right off the bat

Would hold you very tight that night

Fuma:

Unlike K he is VERY level headed and would be very articulate with his wording

Hates when you are the cause of his stress and especially hates being the cause of yours as he wants to always be your protector and who you go to instead of be what you have to go to others about

Arguments with him are not regular and when they do happen he tries very hard to under your point of view and apologizes if it’s from something he did that made you upset

If you made him upset he’d be quick to communicate what didn’t sit right with him

He’d be the least likely to say rude comments to you since he doesn’t like putting you down in anyway

Euijoo:

He is a sweet guy with a tender heart he doesn’t like arguing

But when you guys do argue he’s very gentle and particular about his words but May sigh and sometimes his tone may sound condescending

If your argument gets heated he will be quick to put the argument on pause and have you guys chill in separate areas to think since the last thing he’s letting you guys do is say stuff just to be petty or hurtful to the other person

Let’s say you go into ur shared bedroom and he stays in the kitchen he will grab a glass of water and then go up to your room and ask to start the conversation up again

He’d give you the water and take a few deep breaths first before continuing and turning it from a fight to a conversation

Nicholas:

He is hot headed

He will not be thinking about your emotions exactly if you step on his toes he may genuinely get mean

He will only back down when you cry or if ur voice starts to break like K

Then he will probably either leave the house or go into a dif room to reevaluate what just happened

When he comes back he’ll apologize and itd be genuine but sound a little awkward

Will ask if you’ll let him talk to you about the situation again and he hopes you will do you guys can get it over with and since he’s had enough time to think of genuine responses and not condescending ones but understand if ur not wanting to

will let you sleep on the matter but will ask if you can sleep in the same bed

He just needs to hold you to know you’re not leaving

#&team scenarios #&team angst #&team drabbles #&team reactions #&team x reader #andteam scenarios #andteam reactions #andteam imagines #andteam x reader

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slytherinshua · 4 months

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WHEN WE MEET AGAIN

genre. angst. maybe werewolf au but not rly. warnings. crying. separation. blood mention. kissing. i know very very little abt &team's storyline so this is def not accurate. pairing. k x fem!reader. wc. 945. request. no. a/n. this ending scene from firework always had my brain spinning since i first watched the mv. i wanted to make a fic out of it for the longest time. if i knew the lore more then i might know what's going on in that scene, but i just took the random inspiration i was getting from the vibes.

You opened your eyes when the moon was half an hour from being at its height. Shrugging off Taki who was sleeping on top of you and carefully stepping out of the huddled pile of the rest of the boys, you made your way over to the shoreline and waited.

It didn’t take long for him to walk up next to you. You wanted to look at him, but you kept your gaze on the water, too afraid that you’d break if you took even one look. The air was heavy and cold, and the pit in your stomach only grew as the seconds went by.

“Yudai.” You finally broke the silence with a whisper, and turned your head to look at him. You immediately wish you hadn’t.

No, it wasn’t from the dried blood on his hands or the messy hair that made him look even more attractive than he already was. It was the wetness on his cheeks; the tears that had already escaped his eyes to slide slowly down until they hit the sand.

“I just don’t think it’s safe anymore.” He whispered. His voice was choked up and a little raspy.

“W-we were doing fine, though. We were holding on.” You tried to argue with him, but you knew it would be of little use. The past few months had been less than ideal, especially for the younger boys. You just couldn’t think of accepting whatever Yudai was suggesting.

“We weren’t— We aren’t. We’re not okay, Y/n. You know we’re not.” He let out a heavy sigh and brushed the tears off his cheeks. “I can’t keep asking Yuma to go on food duty. He flinches if he even sees a bug. If we keep this up, they’re all going to be traumatized. I don’t want them to live like this.”

“I know. But don’t you think it’s too extreme? Isn’t there any other way?”

“No one is going to mess with you once I’m gone. You know they’re only after me in the first place.” He reasoned. You knew he was right. He was always right— always sensible while you were selfish.

“I don’t want to go on without you.” You said, a single tear slipping out.

He looked away from you, back at the water lapping at the shore and the moon shining brightly against the sand.

“I’ll find you again. Once I get them, I’ll find you again.” He muttered. You reached for his hand weakly. You knew you shouldn’t. Any amount of contact with him would make it a million times harder for both of you, but you couldn’t stand it. You couldn’t stand being right next to him and not embracing him; not touching him in some way, providing any comfort that you could. You knew he desperately needed it.

He didn’t shake off your hand, which was what you were most afraid of. The fact that he still held you with the same warmth simultaneously made it better and so much worse. You weren’t sure how you would survive for any amount of time without him.

“What if you can’t find me again?” You whispered your worry aloud and Yudai squeezed your hand. His hand was cold despite the warmth of his love. His fingers were practically icicles and the dried blood still stuck to them didn’t help. You didn’t mind the cold or the blood. All you wanted was one last chance to hold him.

“I will find you. I promise.” He assured you, resting his forehead against yours. A tear fell from his eyes and landed on your cheek. You reached up one of your hands to cup his face.

“I’ll wait for you. Even if it takes 10 years, or 20, or 50— I’ll still be waiting.” You promised him back.

He nodded, silently agreeing that he would also wait for you. His breath was cold hitting your lips; so cold that the thought of hypothermia crossed your mind. But you knew you had no time to ask about it or to worry. You had seen him get through worse; a bit of exposure to the chill of the winter wouldn’t be the end of him.

Though his lips were cold, the kiss was warm. You hoped it warmed his body as much as it warmed yours. It spread from your heart to your stomach and up your neck to your head. You felt light as if you were floating. The dread that was weighing in your stomach for so long lessened as you thought of his promise.

This wasn’t the end. It was just a pause. He was going to find you again.

When he broke off the kiss, you knew you didn’t have much time left, so you pulled him close into your arms for your last hug. He hugged you tightly, as if you were the one disappearing and not him. And as soon as he started pulling away again you wanted to cry, or pull him back, or try to think of a better solution— anything to not watch him walking away from you.

But you stayed silent. You had already been selfish; wanting one last touch, one last hug, one last kiss. You should have let him go without the promises and without the tears. Watching him disappear before your eyes, giving you one last look before escaping into the trees was like a stab to your heart. You dropped to the sand in tears. The hurt seeped into every part of your body, an ache, a stab, a lurch; it was overpowering.

Surely, the pain would be bearable if you had only loved him less?

↳ &team taglist: @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @cyberpunksunwoo,, @chiiyuuvv

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byeuijoo · 7 months

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night-time apologies 𐀔 nicholas

genre : angst & fluff ⋆ warnings : two broken but repairable hearts ⋆ word count : 832

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« can we talk? »

your voice disturbed the stillness of nicholas' night. bringing the phone up to his ear, you could hear him sigh for a long time — probably wondering why he'd decided to pick it up at such a late hour. pursing your lips in anticipation of any response from him, you swayed from side to side, mechanically cracking your fingers.

« haven't we already said everything? » — his voice created a bounce in your chest, as if it were the first time you'd heard it in years. but even so, you could clearly hear his boredom in his tone, « do you have any idea what time it is? don't you have school tomorrow? »

« i'm at your door. » you announced without thinking. you felt slightly stupid for having come all the way here, without having the nerve to ring the doorbell, preferring to make his phone ring at 2 a.m. « you're kidding right? » he asked with a more amused voice, as if he didn't think you were capable of such a thing. but when you suddenly became quieter, giving him no answer, you could clearly hear heavy footsteps approaching the front door.

and when he opened it, the one you could call your ex-boyfriend was standing in front of you. your eyes instantly locked with his, and it was with the phone still to your ear that you let a simple, breathless “hey” escape your lips.

you saw his eyebrows furrow, and he quickly hung up the phone, closing the door slowly behind him. letting your arm fall to the side of your body, you suddenly regretted every step that had brought you to where you are now.

« what are you doing here? » he said suddenly, and you could feel his annoyance even more clearly. « i wanted to talk to you, » you explained, lowering your gaze as you searched for words, « i- »

« i don't think we have anything more to talk about y/n, not after what happened. » he said suddenly, cutting you off. raising your gaze to him, you watched him for a few second : he looked tired and annoyed, running his hand through his hair to clear his forehead. you must have really annoyed him — but you absolutely had to make up for it. your fingers clutched the handle of your bag, nibbling nervously on your lower lip, before taking two steps towards him.

« it's not all over yet. » you declared, before a bitter laugh burst from his mouth. nodding and looking away, nicholas turned his back to you and folded his arms across his chest, « ah yeah? i think you've forgotten what happened. should i refresh your memory? »

your eyes met those of the boy for whom your heart was beating wildly, for which you'd give anything to get it back. his accusing index finger pointed at your chest, right where your heart was, « i told you i loved you, and you never answered me. you ran away without giving me any news for weeks. for weeks, y/n. it's a lot. » he looked so hurt, like his heart was still bleeding because of you. his brown eyes seemed empty, and his lips no longer stretched into that lovely smile you loved so much.

so you took another step forward, completely invading his personal space, before standing on tiptoe and mingling your cold lips with his. and against all odds, nicholas didn't push you away — he let you kiss him, the poor boy melting under your touch. and when he placed one of his hands against your waist, you pulled away slightly, looking into the depths of his pupils.

« i love you. i truly do. » you announced, almost out of breath, but in the most sincere way possible. you were convinced he could hear the loud beating of your heart, which could escape your chest at any moment. admittedly, you hadn't responded to his feelings at the time, but all this was new to you — and the word “ love ” was something you thought was too strong for you. but after spending three or four evenings crying, complaining that you missed him to your roommates twice a day, and watching him through his work window 3 times a week, you realized that you could indeed say that you loved him.

« i just needed time to realize it. and i'm sorry. » a smile finally appeared on his lips, before he puts both hands on your cheeks and kisses you as if it were the last time he'd ever seen you. some will probably say that he forgave you too quickly, but no one will ever be able to understand how his heart felt when he heard those three little words coming out of the mouth of the person who was making him lose his mind on a daily basis.

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nicholasluvbot · 11 months

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asakura jo as your boyfriend ✿

pairing : bf!jo x gn!reader

genre : tooth rotting fluff

wc : 0.8 K

warnings : not proofread

request : can I req, jo as bf!! as if it’s his first relationship, how he likes to spend time w/ his s/o, how he reacts to physical touch and their relationship in school as if they are in the same class? thank you!! hope it’s not too much </3

author's note : tysm to the anon who requested this <3 I hope this meets your expectations ^^

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• you had caught jo's attention ever since you walked in through the classroom doors on the first day of school

• he was mesmerised by you

• he couldn't help but stare at you in class and his heart skipped a beat everytime you smiled or even glanced at him

• he never really build up the courage to talk to you until you were assigned to do a group project together.

• that was how you started speaking to him

• during the group project, he always asked for your opinion or made sure you got the easier tasks while he did the rest himself

• without complaining cause he was whipped for you

• and it didn't take long for you to feel the same way either

• when your friends started noticing how your demeanour changed around him, how you sat upright whenever jo walked in, or how you kept glancing at him in class, they didn't keep quiet about it

• their teasing didn't bother you, it was how they didn't make any efforts to hide it that bothered you

• they would say things like - "look your boyfriend's here", whenever jo walked in and you were sure that at some point he must have heard them.

• harua, Jo's best friend, knew about Jo's feelings for you and he wasn't oblivious to all the teasing that your friends constantly did either.

• he convinced jo to confess saying that he was sure you liked him more than a friend and told jo about all the subtle hints you had been dropping that had gone unnoticed by jo.

• but jo's mind was filled with plenty of 'what ifs'

• what if you think he's weird or creepy? what if you don’t even want to be friends with him after that?

• but after receiving a good deal of assurance from harua, he finally decided to tell you about his crush on you

• and oh, he was so sweet when doing that

• one day he asked if you wanted to hang out after school and confessed in the cat cafè you two always went to.

• and asked for consent before leaning in for a kiss

• "can I kiss you?"

• kissing jo felt so soft. his lips soft, gently pressing against yours, making you feel just right

• and after you pull away, he has the most flustered look on his and his ears have turned crimson.

• jo is somehow even sweeter after you start dating him

• he holds the door open for, helps you to do the homework that you're having trouble with, walks you home and always makes sure you feel okay with everything that's happening between you two.

• he isn't that big when it comes to public displays of affection, but let's his guard down just for you

• let's you fiddle with his fingers whenever you're bored and laughs after comparing your hand sizes

• you let him doodle on your hand, watching as his lips turn into a pout when he's trying to concentrate.

• he'd let you hold his hand if you're going somewhere, never says no whenever you ask him for a kiss, and gives you hugs if you ask for them.

• but also, he isn't the kind to ask for your affection even when he wants it

• so during such situations he just follows you around like a lost puppy and gets a bit clingier than usual until you notice that he just wants a kiss from you

• turns red whenever your friends or harua tease him

• always comes to check up on you in between classes

• after the teacher walks out of class, he just comes towards your desk and talks to you about the lecture and asks if you want anything

• if you're thirsty, he'll bring you water or something to drink or if you're hungry, he'll get you food from the canteen and if you ask him for a kiss, he give you as many as you want until your classmates tell you to get a room

• he loves study dates you. and you love them even more because you get to be with him for a long time, in silence just doing your own work and because you think he looks cute when he's trying to concentrate on something.

• loves going on walks with you after these long study dates

• and he just loves and appreciates you so much and you mean the world to him, you're like his comfort person, someone he can share everything with, be vulnerable in front of and even someone who makes him laugh when he's feeling down. he thinks that he couldn't ask for anything more now that he has you. you're his person.

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starryriize · 2 months

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'delulu' thought abt jo when he accidentally yell at u ?

i love you | jo

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 genre: fluff!! slight angst if you squint (there really isn’t any) comfort!

╰┈ ⋆｡˚ 🪼 author’s note: i made this really short bc i cannot see jo even raising his voice 😭 he’s such a sweetheart but here you go nonnie! i hope i did your ask justice

jo who accidentally says “shut up” because he’s stressed about something else

would immediately be at your side and gently rubbing his hand on your back :(( mutters a bunch of “i’m sorry” and “i didn’t mean it!”

would be making your favorite drinks and food because he feels terrible :(( he then cuddles you and gives you lots of kisses all over your face

would immediately start explaining and telling you why he snapped :(( once he explains that he was too stressed, you immediately take his hands telling him that taking a break from too much work is okay!!

reminds you how much he loves you by whispering to you, “you’re my whole world, love and no amount of my accidental yelling would ever change my love for you”

would say something like “i’m sorry for snapping at you. you don’t deserve to be treated like that” which leaves you crying because you know he’s sincere about it!essentially, you both end up giving each other sweet compliments of love!!

realistically, i don’t see him being mean and i think he’d be conscious of his words, especially if he bursts in annoyance due to stress :(( just give him a reassuring hug and a kiss, he’ll be better 🫶🏼

#laur’s thoughts 🧚🏼‍♀️#&team headcanons #&team jo imagines #andteam fluff #&team fluff #&team angst #andteam angst #andteam x reader #&team x reader #andteam imagines #&team imagines

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joojeans · 9 months

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Hey lovely, can I request &team reaction to their s/o crying after meeting them for the first time in months because she missed them? <3

&team hyung line: s/o crying because she missed them

k: y/nnnnn~ your eyes widen and look up from your phone at the familiar voice. you hear the front door click shut and your eyes are already watering as you jump up from your bed and hurry to meet your boyfriend. he smiles the second he sees your head poke out of your room, lifting his arms to make a display of the two coffees he’s holding—one in each hand. i got your favor—oof. he looks down, eyes softening as he sees you holding onto him, arms wrapped tightly around his middle. hey, he whispers softly, dropping his head to rest against the top of yours, hoping it’s some sort of comfort when his hands are full. he carefully navigates your bodies toward the nearest table, knowing you’ll just come with him as he moves because you won’t be letting go anytime soon. he puts the drinks down to free his hands and reaches down, taking your face in both of his hands as he lifts your eyes up to his. his eyes are darting between yours, surprised by the tears he finds there. y/n? you sniffle, struggling to speak past the lump in your throat. “i just missed you so much.” his lips form a pout and he wraps his arms protectively around your waist, hugging you tightly to him. he cradles the back of your head in his hand, pressing it against his chest again as he holds you. i missed you too.

fuma: you sigh as you walk through your front door, slipping off your shoes and placing your things on the counter. there are still approximately twenty-four more hours that need to pass before fuma is back where he belongs—with you. your brows furrow when you hear noise coming from the living area. did you leave your tv on somehow? you take a few steps in the general direction so you can peek into the room. your eyes brim with tears at the most welcome surprise, feet already carrying you towards him. fuma jumps a bit when you approach him from behind, startling from the concentration he was giving to the video game he was playing. baby! he looks as excited as your heart feels as he tosses his controller to the opposite side of the couch and pulls you onto his lap. he doesn't seem surprised or thrown off by your tears, hands rubbing up and down your sides soothingly. happy tears, hm? when you nod, he smiles and hugs you close, kissing the top of your head. i missed you so much, did you know that? couldn't wait even one more hour. his hand alternates between rubbing and patting your back, giving you as much time as you need to feel your emotions.

nicholas: baby, i'm outside. i can't wait to see you. nicholas's voice on the other end of the phone feels unreal. you can't believe he's saying that. you can't believe you're really about to see him again for the first time in so long. a tear drops from its duct onto your cheek and you try to brush it away and steady your voice so he won't know you're crying when you tell him that the door's open. it only takes a minute for him to find his way inside, spotting you standing awkwardly in the kitchen right away. y/n. he says your name with a heart in his tone and you can't stop the dam from breaking again. luckily, nicholas is already in front of you when the tears escape, concerned eyes scanning your face to make sure that nothing is wrong. baby, baby. are you okay? what's wrong? did something happen? tell me. please? i don't care what it is. just tell me, please. you blink up at him through wet lashes, stumbling over your words. "i jus-just missed y-you." you can see both relief and heartache in his face. baby, he hums. oh, thank god. i thought something happened to you. he leans forward, resting his forehead against yours as he holds your eyes. you have no idea how much i missed you.

euijoo: euijoo was already on his way to your place when he called. you were just about to take a shower, so you told him to just let himself in when he got there and that you wouldn't be long. your heart was racing even as the normally calming water coated your skin. you weren't sure why you were nervous—there's never a reason to be nervous with euijoo—but you were. when you step into your bedroom, still a bit humid from your shower, it clicks. euijoo is smiling that smile at you as he sits on the edge of your bed, arms held out for you to fall into. the nerves were just an indication of the intensity of your emotions. about euijoo. about seeing him again. your vision is already blurry with tears as you make your way to him. his hand catches yours when you're close enough, pulling you to stand between his legs, one hand on your waist and the other reaching up to take your face in his palm. y/n... angel. his voice is comforting and that only makes you cry more. you're not entirely sure, but you think you see his eyes glossing over too when you try to blink away the tears. he sits you on his thigh, a protective hand at your lower back to keep you steady. his other hand pulls the sleeve of his sweater down, gently using it to wipe your tears. i know. i missed you too. i'm here.

#i'm miserable after writing this send help #all team #k #fuma #nicho #ej #&team fluff #andteam fluff #&team angst #andteam angst

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hanniluvi · 4 months

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( 🚋 ) NOT OUR LAST GOODBYE — KOGA YUDAI FIC

[ DAY THIRTEEN ] of the advent calendar !

( 🚋 ) SYNOPSIS . . . after a heated argument with K, little did you expect that the last time you’d see him would be at his departure, after leaving you in silence for days.

( — ) PAIRING . . . best-friend!k x gn!reader FT. EJ &TEAM

( 🚋 ) GENRE . . . angst lolz, misunderstandings, friends 2 …?

( — ) WARNINGS . . . INSPIRED BY THE MOVIE “20TH CENTURY GIRL” (sorry guys), k and reader kinda frustrating ..

( 🚋 ) NOTE . . . Hi!! Super late Sorry!! but originally this wasn’t even gonna be angst if i be honest … but train station … 20th century girl … so yes!!! also pretend the pics above give christmassy vibes LMAO it js seemed right to keep it like this and yes i can hear u quivering miles away Ms Sonata 😊

Once again, and unsurprisingly, K had missed yet another hangout. You really tried waiting and being considerate, but not even him in sight. Seated alone in the cafe with two drinks you bought with your own money, frustration grew. The plans had been made two weeks prior, and despite K's assurances, he was nowhere to be found.

Unable to bear it any longer, you navigated to your contact list and pressed on his icon, hoping for an explanation. Anxiously biting your nails, you waited through two beeps until he answered with a casual, "Hello?" Your scoff was loud enough for him to hear, a response to his nonchalant greeting after ditching another hangout without any warning.

"Again?"

"Huh?" Did he genuinely believe he had the right to question you after what just happened?

"Are you serious right now? You just missed another hangout, K." His mumbled apology reached your ears, sounding like he was cursing himself for even forgetting. "Damn it—I'm so sorry, YN. Can I make it up to you tomorrow?"

"You've got to be kidding me." You couldn’t help the anger slowly rising in you. “I’m here, waiting in the cold for you just to not show up again?” The hot air escaped your mouth as you scoffed. “You know, you shouldn’t suggest ideas for a winter hangout if you’re just going to not appear.”

"It—it just slipped my mind! I'm sorry," K explained, but you weren't buying it. You've let him slide too many times.

“It just ‘slipped out of your mind’? We planned his hangout 2 weeks prior—you even promised to show up today! Do you think I’m really going to buy that bullshit?”

“I know, I shouldn’t have done that but—”

“You say this all the time. What the hell have you been doing?”

“Listen—I just…” You could hear him trail off, as if restraining himself from saying more. What could he be hiding that's so important? “I’ve been busy.”

“And so have I? But I've always spared time to hang out with you and show up to everything you schedule. And suddenly you can't show up to something we both agreed on? K, you're slowly becoming distant with me.”

“It's not like I'm trying to!” He lowered his tone, recognizing his anger taking hold. “I just couldn’t do it today. It’s just—it’s not something I can tell you that easily.”

“I'm your best friend, what the hell do you mean?”

“I—I can't say. Not right now.”

“You really have to be an idiot if you think I'm gonna believe that. This friendship can’t work if you’re like this.” You pushed your hair back in frustration. "I get it, you're busy. But this is a pattern, K. A pattern I can't keep ignoring," you stated firmly.

"I know, YN. I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you," K continued apologizing.

"I've heard enough apologies, K. You're not the only one with a busy life," you replied, frustration evident in your voice.

"Please, just give me another chance."

But the more he apologized, the more irritated you became. "I need some space, K. Figure out what's going on with you. We'll talk later."

“But YN—”

“Just leave me alone, will you?” You angrily said, clearly sick of his pleading. “You clearly have no problem doing so, it seems like, anyways.” Without another word, you hung up, leaving K with the dial tone and a realization that he screwed up real bad.

And you’ve made it your goal to make him feel how you felt every time he ditches you.

DAY ONE. K attempted to act as if everything was okay, anticipating that you'd eventually give in and talk to him as you always did. Little did he know, you were determined to make him feel the weight of his actions—even if it felt harsh.

“Hey YN,” he greeted, met with your silent response.

“You need help?” you simply shook your head.

“Wanna go together?” He tried once more, but you walked away without a word.

Undoubtedly, a sense of guilt crept in, but the memory of that night kept replaying in your mind, fueling the anger you harbored toward him. K seemed to notice the shift, creating awkward moments and growing distant—much like that regrettable day.

You didn't care; in your eyes, it was deserved.

DAY THREE. You're enduring the silence longer than you initially thought. Ignoring him, refusing to even cross paths, felt strange considering how inseparable you used to be. School had become a bit dull without him, but you were determined to hold out for a week…right?

“Are you seriously not going to talk to him?” EJ asked, straw twirling between his fingers. “You're really creeping me out.” He says, as if you aren’t supposed to be the one creeped out by him instead for drinking an Iced Americano during the first days of winter.

“What do you mean?” you blew onto your cup, closing the lid back to take a sip of your coffee.

“You never hold grudges like this—what's up with you?”

“Okay...but he messed up.”

“Did you hear him out?” EJ maintained eye contact, sipping his drink. “Not blaming you or anything, just wondering.”

“Well…no.”

“YN…”

“Well—if he wanted to, he would’ve reached out by now!” you tried defending yourself, but he was already sighing.

“You’re both too stubborn, aren’t you guys?” EJ shook his head, smiling a little. “Give him another chance—oh look, he’s right there,” he pointed, making you whip your head around, only to turn back to EJ when your eyes accidentally met.

“I have to go,” you hurriedly grabbed your bag, saying a quick goodbye. “Thanks, EJ!”

“YN, your drink—” But you were already running off, footsteps following closely behind. You wanted him to reach out, yet here you were, fleeing and feeling like a loser. But facing him seemed unbearable in your current state of embarrassment.

“YN,” a familiar voice called out, a hand on your arm, pulling you toward him. His warmth had such a contrast from the chilling weather today. You turned around, finding K with a serious expression. “Can we please talk?”

You wanted to be petty. For some reason, having K reach out first, you weren't going to make it easy for him. “I don't think there's anything we need to talk about.”

“Can you stop being like that and just talk to me?”

“Like what? Just some lame excuse about why you're missing time with me?”

“It's not useless—” K scoffed, running his free hand through his hair, locking eyes with you. “Do you really think I'm just here to tell you the same stuff I've been saying all the time?”

“So you've been lying?”

“That's not what I'm trying to say—”

“I've heard enough.” You tried to pull away from his grasp, but he held on, disappointment evident in his eyes. “YN, what is so hard about sparing a minute of your day? Why is it so hard for you to fucking listen?”

You took a deep breath. “Me? How about you, huh? Have you ever listened to me? Do you think you have the right to say that to me with all this shit you’re doing to me?”

“YN—”

“Here’s your answer then. Because I've spent so much time waiting for you to explain, and you only choose to do it now.” You give him a stern look. “I’m tired of hearing your bullshit—your constant, useless reassurances when you clearly don’t keep your word!”

“I'm tired of waiting for you.”

“YN! Please–”

You turned on your heel, determined to walk away and put an end to the conversation. As you took your first steps, a part of you hoped he would chase after you, while another part was tired of hoping for something that seemed uncertain.

K stood there, conflicted. He debated in his mind whether to let you go or chase after you once again. He longed to. He longed to reveal everything to you. Yet, was it the right moment? Were you even in the proper state of mind to even grasp onto his words? Letting out a substantial sigh, K pivoted, reluctant as he was, and proceeded to walk away from you, leaving you both to walk on two different pathways.

DAY FIVE. K hasn't been showing up to class for the past two days. You felt guilty – you didn't know why, but you had this nagging feeling that it was somehow your fault. EJ quickly picked up on your changed demeanor, his face reflecting concern. As you walked home together, he blurted out, "Did you say goodbye to him?"

You turned to him, confusion etched on your face. You had no idea what EJ was getting at, and he wasn't sure if you even understood the gravity of his words. "Say goodbye to who?"

"To K...?" he hesitated, confirming his suspicions when your expression shifted to one of shock; you were completely unaware. EJ wished he could vanish on the spot.

"EJ, that's not funny." You looked at him, not seeing his joking face he’d usually have. “You’re joking…right?”

"Well, I'm being serious. I'm not the type to joke about that."

“Why did I have to say goodbye?”

“He’s leaving today, YN. Did he not tell you?”

“Can we please talk?” You didn’t hear him out.

“YN, what is so hard about sparing a minute of your day? Why is it so hard for you to fucking listen?” He wanted to tell you something important. It was your fault.

“YN! Please–” It was your fault. All yours. No one to blame this time.

“You mean like…right now?” You looked at EJ, hoping you still had time to make things right with K. With glossy eyes, you could see his hurt expression, knowing what you had put yourself through. “Yeah. About to leave at the train station nearby.”

“I have to go.”

“YN! Be careful; you might get hurt–” You didn’t care. You didn’t care if you were going to get scrapes on your legs, you didn’t care if EJ was yelling your name—nothing could hurt more than losing a best friend that you didn’t leave off on good terms.

You ran as fast as you could, disregarding the chill in the air and the sting in your lungs. The train station came into view, and there he was—K, standing with a suitcase, staring into the distance. Your heart raced as you approached him, a mix of relief and fear coursing through your veins.

"K!" you called out, breathless.

He turned to you, surprise and uncertainty flickering in his eyes. "YN? What are you doing here?"

"I... I heard you were leaving," you panted, trying to catch your breath. "I had to see you before you go."

He sighed, his gaze dropping to the ground. "I messed up, YN. I messed up big time, and I'm sorry."

"Let's talk about it," you urged, reaching out to touch his arm.

"I thought it was too late for a conversation," your heart shattered upon hearing those words. "But it was my fault anyway. I should've been truthful with you."

"Quit blaming yourself. It wasn't your fault—it was mine. I should've been more empathetic." Tears threatened to spill over as you maintained intense eye contact with him, your insides twisting with emotion.

“I didn’t mean to avoid you,” K began, his eyes searching yours for understanding.

“I know I messed up too,” you admitted. “I should have listened instead of shutting you out. I should’ve not said those things to you either.”

He nodded, a sad smile playing on his lips. “We both made mistakes, didn't we? But, let’s not worry too much about it—we’ll get over it like we always do. I’m leaving for a while, but I don’t want us to end like this. I care about you—damn, I even like you, YN," he said, causing you to gasp a little. "I’m sorry if this is too sudden—I just don’t know if I’d be able to tell you this any other day."

As you stood there, absorbing his unexpected confession, the reality of the situation sank in. "K, why didn't you tell me earlier?" you questioned, a mix of emotions clouding your mind.

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "I was scared, afraid it would ruin our friendship. But now, facing the distance, I couldn't hold it back any longer."

“K—” The train's arrival interrupted your conversation, and K looked at you with hopeful eyes. "I'll be back, YN. Let's talk when I return, okay?" he pleaded.

You nodded, and he pulled you into a hug, and for a moment, it felt like everything might be okay. “You should go,” K whispered, releasing you from the embrace.

“Take care, okay?” you said, holding back tears.

“You too, YN. I hope we can figure things out when I come back,” he said, a mixture of hope and uncertainty in his eyes.

"You promise to come back?"

"You know me. Who am I to fail to keep my promises—well, besides about the hangouts," he joked, attempting to lighten the mood. You smiled, finding comfort in his smile. "Then can you promise me on this one, and try not to break it?"

"I promise," he extended his pinky finger, waiting for you to interlock with him. Once you did, the warmth of his hand—similar from last time—transferred to yours, making it such a bittersweet moment. He brought his hand closer, kissing the side of your hand. "Hope that wasn't too sudden."

He smiled at your blushing face, releasing your hand. He had noticed how little layers you were wearing—did you really run like this just to see him? Taking the scarf of his neck, he wrapped it around yours, looking at you lovingly. "I'll do something sweeter next time. See you later, yeah?" You nodded, and he finally carried his bags to the train.

As K stepped onto the train, you stood there, gazing into his tear-filled eyes. How badly he didn’t want to cry in front of you. Waving, you declared, "I like you too, K!"

His heart warmed slightly. "I can't hear you," he teased, as he would've done by your side. Smiling, you shouted, "I like you so much!"

The doors closed, and you glimpsed K crying. Witnessing his tears always tugged at your heartstrings, and your own tears flowed uncontrollably. The train started moving, and as K disappeared from view, you stood there with tears streaming down your face. The reality of his departure hit you hard. "Come back soon," you whispered to the wind, as if it could carry your message to him.

Your heart felt heavy, and you couldn't shake off the overwhelming sense of loss. As you wiped away your tears, you realized how much K meant to you and how the abrupt end to your argument had turned into a farewell.

Walking away from the train station, you carried the weight of mixed emotions. The confession, the unspoken feelings, and the promise of a future conversation lingered in the air. Most importantly, the emptiness lingered, but the promise of a reunion kept you going. Determined to make things right when he returned, you whispered to yourself,

“I’ll wait for you, K.”

ADVENT CALENDAR MLIST — @en-dream @i-yeseo @yizhoutv @yuma-is-mine @wtfhyuck @sansfransisco

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buzzzlove · 9 months

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Nicholas

I missed you

Keeping a secret from your boyfriend has never been easy. You would think now that he was in a different country, you would have it somewhat easier, but no.

He has been promoting in South Korea for their new comeback and it has been a tough few weeks to be honest. He thought he would be used to it by now but he has actually been finding it more difficult. He has been away from home for much longer, but having you waiting for him this time has made his heart hurt a bit more every night. The two of you video call every day and sometimes even multiple times a day. That's how you also picked up that he was struggling. You see, your boyfriend was never one to completely share how he was feeling so the fact that he was being so clingy, even though you didn't mind, showed you something was wrong. So you ended up messaging Euijoo and arranging to meet with them all in Korea.

"I'm so glad you are coming. Nicholas has been so difficult to deal with the last few weeks," Euijoo breathed out after the plans were settled.

"I noticed. He has been a bit off since you left actually," you said down the phone.

"He's not talking much, but I think he really needs you here."

You felt your heart melt slightly at his words. You already knew you would be struggling to hide this from him.

Time flew and suddenly you were headed to the airport to catch your flight to Seoul. You've been quieter than normal today and not messaging Nicholas as much as usual. You usually respond to him instantly, but suddenly you were taking half an hour or longer to reply. He didn't want to seem pushy so he had been letting it slide, but you knew he was noticing it. So when you suddenly felt a call come through on your phone, you knew why.

Quickly answering, you said: "Hey baby! I was just about to message you." You tried muffling the noise by covering the phone with your hand but you doubted it helped much.

"Hello? Where are you? It's very loud," you could almost hear the confusion in his voice.

"I just came to the mall. It's very busy today," you laughed out quickly, hoping he believed you.

"Really? That's weird..." he trails off.

"Can I call you when I'm home again? I can barely hear you," you huffed out as you dragged your suitcase behind you.

"Yeah, that's fine," his voice was quite the opposite from his words though. There was an immediate drop in his tone and you heard the exhausted sigh leave his mouth.

Your heart clenched as you managed to say, "I can't wait to see your face my love. Call you in a bit, okay?"

"Me too. Love you," he mumbled.

As soon as you ended the call, you heard the announcement for your flight to board. Excitement took over your face and you half-ran over to your gate.

"Hi Euijoo! I'm outside of the hotel. Can I go up to his room?"

"Y/N-ah! I'm happy to hear you're safe. Yes, he actually went to take a nap a few minutes ago so he should be there. He's been checking his phone the whole day. I think he knows something is up."

"He called me earlier so he must be upset. Did he say anything?" you said as you looked up at the hotel building.

"He didn't say anything but everyone could see something was wrong."

You quickly stuffed your phone into your pocket after saying bye to Euijoo, and made your way into the hotel. He already told you how to get to your boyfriend’s room so you made it there in record time. You breathed out once to settle your nerves before knocking softly three times

Nicholas heard a knock on his door just as he felt himself drift off to sleep. Irritated he yelled out, "Who is it?"

When no answer came, he felt his emotions build even more.

"Who is it?!" he tried again.

It pushed him over the edge when he was met with silence again. He threw the blanket off of him angrily and approached the door with heavy steps.

"I asked 'who is it' so many times! Why didn't anyone ans-" he cut his own sentence off when he opened the door to see you.

"Hi baby. I missed you so mu-"

Nicholas proceeded to cut you off as well as he pulled you into his arms and tightly against his chest.

Giggling, you mumbled against him, "I guess you missed me too, huh"

This time you didn't get an answer. A verbal one at least. You started feeling Nicholas shake against you as he cried into your shoulder, finally letting out his emotions.

"Baby? Hey, what's wrong?" you whispered as you rubbed your hands up and down his back, trying to calm him down.

"I just didn't realise how much I needed you with me until now," he sniffed, "I missed you so much."

Pulling away just enough to see his face, you smiled lightly at him. You used your thumbs to wipe the tears from his eyes as you said, "I'm sorry I was so quiet today. I wanted to keep this a surprise."

"Well you succeeded in keeping it a surprise just as much as you freaked me out," he let out a watery giggle, "but I'm so glad you are here."

"I'm here for the next three weeks though so remember saying that when you start getting tired of me."

He finally let out a real giggle as he looked into your eyes. He placed a short and soft kiss on your lips before pulling you against him again.

"Thank you for coming. I love you," he breathed out against your neck.

"I love you too Nicho."

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nichoswag · 9 months

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hiii !! i love your writing so much omg🥲🥲 can I request a jo oneshot (f!reader) where the reader is at a convenience store and some older guy starts to prey on her (does that make sense ? 😭) and the reader doesn’t know what to do until she sees jo and asks him to pretend to be her bf or maybe she gives him hints that she’s in need of help. after the guy leaves maybe jo and the reader could exchange numbers or smth ? JDJDJD my english is so bad so idk if that even made sense im so sorry if it didnt 😭 also its totally okay if you’re not comfortable with writing this! im just in need of more jo oneshots (&team oneshots in general) they’ve been stuck in my head for so long 🥲

safe . asakura jo

pairing: stranger!jo x female reader

warnings: stalking, reader is being followed, creepy man, typical saved from a stalker scenario, jo is a total sweetheart, angst and fluff, petnames (babe, pretty)

song rec: young luv - stayc

a/n: sorry for the wait anon. and your english is perfectly fine, i understood it fully! i also feel you so much on the lack of &t content on this app! maybe i'll start doing fic recs to provide you guys with more works by other amazing authors i love!! also, this is a great request and i enjoyed writing it so much!!! enjoy ♡

it's a dark, cold night. the sun set around three hours ago, so it's getting to be pretty late into the night.

you walk down the street clutching your jacket closer to your body, shoulders pulled nearly up to your ears.

that's when you hear footsteps behind you.

the first thing that's odd about this is the fact that this is a route you take home often, and you've literally never run into anyone at this time of night due to the roads all being side streets.

as a normally anxious person, you think of what you've been taught to do in this situation- the most common trick. you take three right turns in a row, not getting lost since you know the roads well. however, even as you come back to where you first heard the footsteps behind you, you can still hear them, and they sound as if they're coming closer.

you panic at this point, speeding up until you're nearly running. the footsteps become faster and louder to match your pace.

you make a sharp turn into a convenience store, but the man follows you inside. noticing the cashier looks like a teen who would likely not be of much help, you settle for heading towards the tall guy in the back near the drinks.

as you get near him, you grab his sleeve, effectively startling him. "did you wait for a long time?" he looks extremely confused. you have to lean up on your toes as much as possible to get closer to his ear because he's so much taller than you. you do so and explain the situation in a whisper as the man walks into the aisle behind you.

he quickly looks concerned and holds your hand, seeming to realize he should play along. "i didn't wait long at all, pretty."

you smile up at him, eternally grateful. you think to yourself that you owe him severely if you ever meet again.

"do you want something to drink?" he asks, seeming to really get into the boyfriend role. still holding your hand tightly, he steps back and gestures to the fridge area for you to pick.

"you don't have to do that, babe," you say, blushing a bit.

"no, no, go ahead. you should really drink something," he insists. "you've been walking for a while, you must be thirsty."

you tilt your head, not sure if he's serious or just playing the role well. he nods his head. you pick out a drink you like and he takes it from your hand and picks out his own drink as well. he walks towards the front of the store still holding your hand.

he looks back at the man who was following you to find him already staring, but he doesn't make any move to come closer to the two of you.

after the nice guy checks out, you both walk out of the store.

"would you like me to walk you home?" he asks. "just to be safe."

you contemplate for a moment before nodding. "i live near here, so it's not that far of a walk. thank you so much for this- and the drink, too."

you both begin to walk in the direction of your house, still hand-in-hand.

"of course," he smiles sweetly. "i hate how careful ladies have to be walking around nowadays... it's crazy that something bad could happen to you even in your own neighborhood."

you huff. "tell me about it. i've only been followed like this a few times, but i hear it happens to a lot of girls my age."

he sighs. "it's ridiculous. oh, i'm jo, by the way."

you smile up at him. "i like that name. i'm ____."

"pretty name for a pretty girl," he cheeses.

you cringe, giggling. "thanks for the compliment, but that was so corny."

he laughs. "i know- i realized after i said it."

you talk and laugh the whole way home, up until you get to your house. you didn't even mean to let him walk you the whole way home, you would've stopped him at the start of your street, but you kind of lost track, being so distracted.

"well, this is it." you turn towards him, finally letting go of his hand. "again, thank you so much. i don't know what i would have done if you hadn't helped me."

he smiles shyly, his face flushed. "no problem. could i maybe get your number? you can text or call me next time something like this happens. i live just down the street, so i'll come running."

you blush, taking his phone to add yourself as a contact. "you're really cute. maybe we could just hang out sometime, no creepy man involved?"

he chuckles. "yeah- that'd be nice."

you say your goodbyes. he watches until you get to your door to make sure you make it inside okay before you see him leave through your window.

you blush as you think of the whole interaction again.

thank you, jo, you think. for making me feel safe.

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kimakento · 3 months

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so this is how it feels

synopsis: nicholas has been in love with you for quite some time now, but he struggles to reconcile with that love when it goes even far enough for him to develop hanahaki. but you’ll never know that he yearns your love back. ⌙ 2.6k

pairing(s): wang yixiang x fem!reader x koga yudai

genre(s): angst

warning(s): swearing, blood, passing out, low self-esteem, bit of toxicity

tags: hanahaki!au, unrequited love and more. (too lazy to write it out sorry 😞)

author’s note: this was requested by my fav @loserlvrss i actually read a hanahaki fic the other day and HAD to write one myself, this is a bit self indulgent but as always hope you enjoy !!! i js wanted to get this out quicker, might make a part 2 idk i hope this is gut-wrenching enough for you bae 🤞

a few years ago, when nicholas was asked by one of his friends what his type was, he blanked out. while staring at his friend, dumbfounded, he scoffed, claiming that he didn’t care enough to have one.

love wasn’t something that he needed at the time, much less cared about. he pondered about how romantic love was supposed to feel like or what love even was, it wasn’t one of his priorities, though.

but now, if anyone ever asked nicholas what love was, he’d reply with you. the girl who occupied his every thought, his every dream, his every waking moment — maybe that was an exaggeration, but you were love to him. love was the person who made you feel feelings, nicholas couldn’t quite put it coherently but he just knew it was you.

and if you were love to him, why were you with him and talking about another man right now? nicholas despised him, he loathed that he wasn’t the reason for the goofy smile on your face, that he wasn’t the reason for your random fits of giggles, that he wasn’t—

“nicholas! are you even listening?” the train of thoughts cut off when a pout crept up on your face, emphasising your discontent. however, as time passed torturously slow, an unsual sensation in his chest began to settle, but he dismissed it. nicholas set his hazy gaze on you, watching intently while you parted your lips to speak, the same ones he so badly wanted to claim as his.

“just look at what he posted, k is definitely doing this on purpose.” you said while shoving your bright phone screen in his face, nicholas squinted his eyes to focus on the photo of yudai while the subtle tickle buried deep in his chest intensified. balling his fist, he watched as your enthusiasm became more evident as you slightly bounced on your bed, humming along to a melody, only stopping when he spoke.

“why don’t you just tell him about your feelings then?” more like ‘why couldn’t he tell you about his.’ it was rich coming from him.

“it’s not that easy, nicho,” and he thought he understood that more than anyone. “yudai—“

“can this wait? i need to use the bathroom right now.” nicholas was only a mere two seconds from just leaving, he couldn’t bear hearing that stupid name anymore. ‘yudai’ this, ‘kei’ that, he just wanted your attention on him and only him.

his steps felt heavy as he dragged his feet towards the bathroom; nicholas felt so shameful. distance from you felt like the proper solution. as he entered the bathroom and locked the door, his head fell against it in a dramatic thump. so much thoughts ran through his mind, it felt unbearable.

involuntarily, he let out a small cough into the palm of his hand.

fuck, am i sick right now? he thought.

but then—he saw it, a delicate and dainty pink petal; one that looked like one from a cherry blossom. that’s when his heart dropped. staring nervously at the out-of-place petal, it crumbled away painstakingly slowly, disappearing into flecks of dust whisked away by the air.

“what the fu—“

the vulgar sentence was cut off by another cough wracking his body, bringing a second, pale petal with it. nicholas’s eyes darted around anxiously as his breath hitched. this cannot be happening. not now. not like this, when you’re in the other room. with trembling hands, he slapped his hand over his mouth hastily. yet his ragged breaths only seemed to intensify the creeping pain in his chest, the ache refusing to dissipate.

completely oblivious, you noticed nicholas’s prolonged absence and decided to walk towards the bathroom, calling out his name while concerned.

“nicho, are you okay?”

in between half-stifled coughs he let out a meek mumble, “i…i’m fine.”

bringing your hand up to cover your face, you shook your head while tutting at his response.

“okay then..? just shout my name if you need anything!”

once he heard your retreating footsteps becoming fainter, nicholas retracted his hand from his mouth and noticed a small petal was placed fitly in his hand; he grimaced.

it was hanahaki. he was suffering because of his unrequited love for his best friend. why was it always him? bad things always had to happen to him.

a sharp pain struck him in the chest and he clenched his shirt to find relief. nearly doubling over in pain, nicholas ran over to the sink, putting one of his hands on each side while coughing violently. his grip on it was so hard that his knuckles turned white. after a few more minutes, it seemed to have subsided, but that was only the calm before a storm—a big one at that.

sheepishly, he turned the bathroom door handle and stepped outside, hearing the sound, you hurried over to him.

your hand came up to cover his forehead, feeling his body temperature before stating, “you look pale, and you’re hot. i really think you should go home.”

nicholas’ face flushed from your gentle touch, he didn’t even pay attention to the growing ache tightening.

a smile crept up on his face. ‘i know i’m hot, you don’t have to tell me.’ he wanted to say, but before the first word came out, he coughed into the palm of his hand.

another petal.

this time, a streak of blood painted the innocent, pink petal.

concern washed over you and you placed your hand over his shoulder, the petal just out of your line of sight. quickly, nicholas nodded his head before clenching his hand; just to hide it.

“what about you? you’re going to be lonely here.” he gazed down at you with drab eyes. mesmerising were your eyes, the eye contact you held with him enchanting him more with every fleeting moment—no, he wasn’t allowed to think that.

you responded with a small smile, “it’s okay, me and yudai are going out. you know, i think he likes me back. i might take my chance sooner or later—“ that name again; why is it always him? nicholas thought. that familiar pang pained him again and he clutched his other hand, gritting his teeth through the pain. it only seemed to worsen whenever you mentioned that guy—nicholas didn’t even want to think about his name.

after recognising the complicit frown on his face, you interrupted yourself and dismissed it as him being ill. “—but enough about that! you should go home.”

in defeat, he weakly nodded before grabbing his jacket and making his way out of your home. the outside world felt cold and the chilling wind whisked everything away as he kicked a nearby pebble.

opening his fist, he threw away the blood-painted petal in a rage.

nicholas hated—no, he loathed koga yudai. he hated how he had to fight for your attention, he hated that he even developed hanahaki because of his stupid, unwarranted love for his friend. most of all, he hated you for being so oblivious. but who was he kidding? wang yixiang could never hate you. even if he tried his utmost hardest.

the subtle tickle in his throat began again, almost like a never-ending story.

then he looked up, trying to distract himself by watching the clouds. it all became useless when your face appeared again in his thoughts, and he’s reminded of the strong gaze you held just minutes ago.

nicholas picked up his pace, walking through the park that you both do every week. shoving his freezing hands into his pockets, he notices a familiar face in the distance walking in the opposite direction.

koga yudai.

great, his day seemed to be getting worse. a bitter expression adorned his face as the taller man continued to walk towards him, almost passing nicholas in the process before finally recognising him and visibly brightening up.

“hey, nicholas! funny seeing you here.” his tone was light and airy, usually the type that friends would have towards each other. but they weren’t friends, they would never be friends; or at least that’s what nicholas thought.

the latter’s voice was flat and disinterested as he replied dryly, wanting to end the conversation. “yeah, nice.”

before he could walk away, yudai placed a hand on his shoulder to stop his sudden rush.

“do you know if she’s at home? i don’t know if you were told, but we’re going out right now. i really want to make a good impression.” on yudai’s face, he held an almost lovesick expression, which made nicholas feel sick.

the mention of you brought back the long forgotten pain. with a weak shake of his head, nicholas excused himself and walked away hastily.

kei was perplexed but thought nothing of it as he continued to your house, making note to ask you about it later.

the wooden bench nicholas chose to sat own was cold. his fingertips brushed against the splinted wood as his other hand covered his mouth, to attempt to silence his defeaning coughs that wracked his already-vulnerable state.

for months in a row, this continued—you’d call to talk about the ‘oh so romantic’ moments with kei or to talk about how kind he was, or to even just update nicholas about your situation with yudai. then that same pain would start again, and pink petals, sometimes painted with a streak of red, would fall out of his mouth. it only worsened when you announced that you and yudai were a thing.

he was genuinely sick of it.

his pain seemed to have become palpable in every way.

but today, was a day like no other. nicholas was hunched over, eyes widened at what lay there, tainting the white, marble sink in his bathroom.

a whole cherry blossom.

he turned the tap, indulging the clear water to run; all to tune out his thoughts. the petals of the blossom crumbled, and some were taken away by the water. with trembling hands, he threw the running water at his face, with this continued on for a couple of minutes with a few sighs of fatigue in between.

when leaving the bathroom and sitting onto his bed, he began to sink deep into thought. nicholas didn’t know how to get rid of this, the disease that plagued his soul, the one that he was terrified of bringing up out loud, much less to you. this unknownness was unfamiliar; therefore horrifying. help couldn’t be an option for him, yet he couldn’t just hope it all went away. but—

before nicholas could finish his thought, his phone vibrated from a text.

my life </3 wanted 2 ask if u wanted to go to a get-together with our class with me n k at one of their houses (u don’t have to come, i know how much u hate these.) sent 1:38pm

the last part of your text, though not important, made his heart flutter. as he reread the message he noticed the phrase ‘me and k’. armed with frustration, he was reminded of the blossom again. and with a bitter taste in his mouth, he replied back.

nicho!! ok. txt me the address. sent 1:43pm

as you squinted to read his message, your mind wandered. the crude reply sounded unlike him and so you responded. nicholas stared at the three dots that flowed on his screen, anticipating your reply.

my life </3 u good? u sound out of it ): if u’re sick u should stay home. sent 1:45pm

nicholas hated seeing you sad, he never wanted to be the cause of your unhappiness but he also didn’t want to see you with yudai. he took a deep breath to calm himself, choking himself up when he coughed.

it was another whole flower. however, there was no blood this time. his stomach churned as he doubled over and the feeling of wanting to throw up intensified. nicholas wanted nothing but to get the hanahaki disease out of him.

tapping your foot impatiently, you texted him again.

my life </3 nicho? where r u? wang yixiang. i’m concerned now. read 1:54pm

every passing minute made you more anxious, resulting in you picking at your fingers.

with trembling fingers, nicholas responded with a simple ‘i’m okay’. and you let out a sigh of relief knowing he was fine.

‘please come to the get-together’ you said, ‘it’ll be fun’ you said. yet what was fun about watching you all over kei? what was so fun about leaving your friend hanging and barely even speaking to him? what was fun about being so oblivious about his painfully obvious feelings?

while everyone cooed at the ‘cute’ couple that was you and yudai, nicholas stayed slumped in the corner with an empty glass in his hand; subtly glaring at you both with watchful eyes.

as you interlocked your fingers with kei’s, you bridged the gap between you, meeting his lips with yours.

thoughts distorted and eyes narrowed, nicholas swore he could hear his porcelain heart shatter into minuscule pieces.

there it was again, the ache in his chest, now rising up his throat.

placing his glass on the table, he sped up the steps to find the nearest bathroom. finally, one door he opened turned out to be it. and wasting no time, he hurried in and locked the door; running to the sink, he couldn’t stop the strings of coughs from his mouth. flower after flower appeared, each with more streaks of blood than the one before.

so, this was how it felt? to fall in love with you? nicholas wondered if it would’ve been different if he had confessed before everything. everyone warned him to not develop feelings, it was always going to be a bad idea. he never listened.

and these were the consequences.

the flowers were nonstop and like infinity, they continued on and on and on. each blossom pained him more, making him wince. his vision slightly darkened and his breath hitched.

then it quickened and it felt like there wasn’t enough oxygen. the room started spinning and the temperature dropped. or it didn’t, he didn’t know. nicholas’s senses were all distorted and that made his brain unable to recognise or process anything. everything felt foreign and weird. while staggering, he fell to the floor in one swift motion.

“nicholas?” he heard a voice echo.

another cough. another pretty pink cherry blossom. one as pretty as you.

“nicho?!” again, the same familiar voice. his eyes stayed open long enough to watch the door creak and you come out behind it. your face showed worry as you scrambled down, clutching his shirt.

voice cracking, you whisper-shouted, “nicholas! listen to me, come on.”

your shaking hands reached into your pocket, dialling for an ambulance.

and then you see it, a flower on the floor, laid prettily next to his motionless head. your hands tremble trying to reach out to touch it, but you’re distracted when nicholas mumbled softly.

“what’s wrong?” you asked quietly, tears threatening to fall.

a small smile appeared on his face, “i love you.”

“i know, i love you too. but this isn’t it for you, please.”

“y..you don’t get it… not in that..way.”

the last thing he remembered was seeing your eyes blinking cluelessly. it took you a couple of seconds before your eyes widened. you turned away from him, concealing your hurt expression and you heard nicholas sigh.

“nicholas, i..i’m sorry.” you managed to say while turning to face him, only to see his eyes shut peacefully.

even though he knew there was no chance of you liking him back, nicholas would still always love you and choose a life with you in it in a heartbeat.

#&team nicholas #&team k #koga yudai #wang yixiang #&team x reader #nicholas x reader #k x reader #nicholas imagines #k imagines #&team imagines #&team drabbles #&team angst #✍🏾 — kimakento writes

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euijoosorangeslice · 7 months

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hiii <3 how are you? hehe

skdjsks help my midterms are starting tomorrow, i’m super nervous… so, could i please request &team members’ reaction to when their s/o is stressed out about exams (maybe, even to the point of crying and isolating) 🥹

just something cute, cuz i think i’ve been reading smut a little too much lately😭

- 🦋

Haiii 🦋i gotchu (i think i sorta need a break from smut too😖)

warnings: a lil angsty, mostly fluff, (nicho is a lil suggestive tho)!

&team Reactions When Their S/o's Are Stressed Out

Would get really concerned. He's been in the same position as you before, so he knows how it feels.

"Babe?" He'd turn the corner, seeing you curled underneath your desk. Investigating the scene, he would see your textbooks all over the desk, open with writing notes all over it. Then, his ears would would pick up on your soft sniffles. "Oh, baby. Come here." Kei would pick you up from under the table and place you onto your bed. He would rock you back and forth, even if you try to escape his grasp. Would kiss your face all over and whisper praises in your ears.

Fuma

Doesn't really get why your stressed because he didn't struggle in school but will try his best to comfort you.

He would be cooking in the kitchen and ask you to grab him a glass cup. Of course you'd drop it onto the ground, watching it shatter over the floor. "Fuma...I'm so sorry." He'd see the tears well in your eyes, a little confused because it was his cup, not yours. "It's okay babe. I'll clean it up." He'd watch you fall apart, sobbing and falling to your knees. He would catch you before you fall onto the glass, lifting you up and placing you onto the couch. Kissing you softly and reassuring you. "Shit, I forgot to turn of the stove!"

Nicholas

Tries his best but will convince you to go with his...own solution.

Upon walking into his room, he'd look at your sad face. "You okay?" he'd ask, immediately making you burst into tears. Panicking, he'd get up from his bed and make you sit down next to him. Kissing your tears away, holding your face and putting your foreheads together. "Hey, don't stress about that school shit, ok? You can always ask me for help." He would softly kiss your neck and your collar, playing with the edge of your shirt. "I can distract you for about an hour if you need it."

Euijoo

Would comfort you and end up doing some studying with you, very patient.

When he comes into your room he'd see you hunched over your desk and crying, he would pick you up. "Hey baby. Hm, sit on my lap." You'd let him place you on his lap, hugging you tightly. "I know this is hard, but we have to get this done. How about I help you?" You two would spend the rest off the night studying, and you'd fall asleep on his lap.

Is probably actually in the same boat as you so you two can vent to each other.

You'd flop onto his bed while he's taking notes, making him look over at you. "Oh, hey y/n. What's up?" Starting to cry out of nowhere, he'd be a little concerned. But he gets it. He's stressed out too. You two would just sit on the bed together and cry in each other's embrace.

Yuma

Is the type to not stress over these things, but will hug it out.

"Babe? Are you seriously crying over this dumb stuff?" He teased, seeing your angered expression. "Yes, Yuma! This 'dumb stuff' can make or break the rest of my life." You scolded, Yuma's smile fading into a more compassionate one. "It's gonna be okay, my love. Just come here." Hugging you so tight you can barely, breathe, you'll start to think you might just be okay.

Harua

will stress out with you, make it a little worse but eventually make it better.

You would be working over your desk, panicking and your eyes wetting. Harua's eyes would go wide. "It's exam week? Oh crap! B-but you shouldn't worry. I know it's stressful but just take a deep breath." Hugging you from behind, you two would sit there for a second. "I'll head to the store and buy us some snacks, okay?"

Taki

knows about it already, planned something for you in advance.

Taki would come in while your studying, in an excited mood. You'd turn around, seeing tears well in your eyes. "Hey darling! Come see what I did." He'd grab your hand, taking you into the living room. You were too busy doing your work to even notice that Taki had set up a fort and some fairy lights. "Dinner and a movie?" He'd suggest, hearing the doorbell ring.

Maki

tries his hardest to be compassionate.

He'd bake you cookies and brownies and anything he can learn. In and out of your room all day while baking you treats. By the end of the day, you'd have piles of sweets waiting for you. He would hang out with you, holding you while you guys stuffed down all your sweets.

#&team imagines #&team #&team x reader #&team nicholas #&team harua #&team fuma #&team taki #&team ej #&team k #&team yuma #&team maki #&team fluff #&team soft hours #&team angst

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&Team 04 Line : Accidentally Hurt/Injure (Verbally or Physically) You During an Argument

• Warnings : Angst content, rant, contains grammatical errors

- Yuma Part : Death of parents, mentioning suicide, insult, mention of mental health

- Jo Part : insecurity, comparison, appearance insult

- Let me know if I'm missing something

• A/N : I don't know why I wanted to make this version for 04 Line after making the version for hyung-line. BTW, if you are sensitive about this, please don't read this content, don't leave malicious comments if you don't like this content. Because this is just story content that has nothing to do with the real world.

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• YUMA

(rockstar!yuma x fem!reader)

The sudden death of your parents was a nightmare you never expected to come true. Losing a parent is the same as losing light, the world seems pitch black. And you don't even have the energy to move.

Your parents died in a train accident, at that time you were on campus to start your annual practical exam.

If your brother Jo is not by your side, you might really not be sane anymore, because you would immediately experience severe depression and even hurt yourself. Not only Jo, there is one person who is always trying to make you survive. Your beloved lover, Nakakita Yuma.

Yuma is a rock star, he is famous, many girls are in love with him. However, Yuma chose you. A simple girl who always made him laugh. After the death of your parents, Yuma was always by your side whenever you needed him.

You tried to commit suicide several times, but Yuma always succeeded in calming you down. However, Yuma is also still an ordinary human. Sometimes, he has a tired side because he keeps seeing you not being able to control yourself. When he was tired or even at work, Jo suddenly often called him, telling him that you had hurt yourself. And like it or not, Yuma still comes to see you. In fact, he was also very tired and stressed because of his work.

"Eat it, Y/N. You have to eat," Yuma said patiently, he handed you a spoonful of rice. But you didn't respond to his words. Your eyes just stare blankly ahead. Blank. It's like there's no life there.

"I'm already here, but you still don't want to eat? Y/N, don't go on like this," No response again. Yuma took a deep breath, he had to stay calm when you were in a condition like this.

"Y/N-"

"Didn't I tell you I don't want to eat yet, Yuma?" You cut Yuma off before he told you to eat again. "Your therapist told you to eat, and Jo wants you to eat too. I want you to get better," Yuma said softly.

You chuckled when Yuma said that. "Get Better? I'm not sure I can recover after my parents are gone forever," You said, then your gaze went blank again.

"You won't recover if you continue like this, your parents will be sad there if their daughter continues like this," — Yuma

"If they're sad, I'm sadder here, Yuma. They just left me like that," — You

"This fate is bittersweet, Y/N. But I beg you, fight your bitter fate and try to get up," — Yuma

"You keep saying that, Yuma. You don't understand how it is to be in my position, how tired I am when fate keeps beating me over and over again. I don't understand why people just keep saying that and telling me to get up and let it go. Doing that is not as easy as turning your palm. I always get those useless words, which still make me not enthusiastic about living," You said that because you were provoked by emotion, the sadness was getting sharper, and also because you were tired. You were 'less' conscious when you said that.

However, Yuma actually lost his patience, his facial expression immediately changed completely to become angry and unfriendly. He places your tablespoon roughly on the plate. Put the plate on your nightstand until it makes quite a loud sound.

"Then what kind of words do you want to be useful for you, Princess?" Yuma asked sarcastically, he clenched his wrist. "You think the world really has to pivot towards you? Do you want everyone to always be useful to you? So, you think everyone who supports you with words is useless? Not everyone is obliged to understand your position, because you don't necessarily understand other people's positions. Many people sacrifice their time to entertain you, including me! Right now my schedule is busy, I'm stressed. And when Jo called that you were hurting yourself, I was immediately stressed too. I'm tired too, Y/N. Tired of seeing you don't change and you even say things like that. So you've been saying I'm useless all this time?" Yuma asked annoyed, you realized your mistake, not daring to look at Yuma. You even crumpled the blanket that was on top of you.

"Just so you know, I sacrificed my time and career hours so I could accompany you. Imagine you are in my position, when you are tired from work, Your brother called me that you were doing something that was hurting yourself. I'm always stressed and worried when I hear the news, not to mention the sharp demands of my job. And you can easily say that my words are useless. Are you hungry for attention? Do you just want validation, pity? Many girls are in your position but not as dramatic as you. Next time, when Jo calls me again, I don't want to have anything to do with an insane girl like you again until you are completely healed," Yuma said harshly at the end of the sentence. He was tired, and his tiredness was already at a terrible stage. And if he is in that position, his emotions will overflow, and sometimes he will say harsh words beyond his control.

"I apologize on Y/N's behalf, Yuma," Hearing Jo's voice, Yuma immediately looked towards the door. He saw Jo standing in front of your bedroom door. He didn't realize Jo was already there, when you also looked emotional and angry earlier. Yuma could see the look in Jo's eyes, disappointed, angry and sad. In that instant, Yuma immediately realized what he had said to you.

Jo entered your room, walking towards Yuma, giving him a bitter smile. "I'm sorry if Y/N and I have been a bother to you after the death of our parents. Sorry if Y/N makes you worried and stressed, forgive her too because she always bothers you. Next time, I really won't bother you," Jo said softly. He was quite hurt because his sister was called insane by Yuma, but he didn't blame Yuma. Jo also immediately understood what Yuma's condition was like.

Yuma immediately shook his head in panic. "Jo, I didn't mean it like—"

"I understand your position, there's no need to be afraid or feel guilty," Jo cut slowly but sharply. Yuma became increasingly panicked seeing Jo's calm expression, but Yuma knew that behind Jo's calm expression, the man must be hiding sadness.

Yuma looked at you who were already flooded with tears, from squeezing your hands into the blanket it was clear that you wanted to scream, and it definitely hurt. "Y/N, don't listen to what I said just now, darling. Please don't take my words to heart, I beg you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I really don't understand your position, darling. You didn't do anything wrong, I'm in the wrong here," Before Yuma touched you, Jo pulled him away slowly, still smiling. "It's time for you to rest and go home, I know you are very tired after facing my sister again, go home, Yuma. Calm your mind, you need to rest," Jo said softly, but Yuma really didn't want to leave you. "Jo, you can be mad at me, but—"

"I'm not mad at you, I understand your position now. Y/N and I have been giving you trouble all this time," Yuma shook his head, he tried to reverse Jo's belief, that he didn't feel in trouble, but it seemed like Jo didn't want to cause Yuma any more trouble.

"Jo—"

"Go home, Yuma. Y/N also needs rest, it's almost late at night, you have a stage schedule tomorrow, right?" Jo cut in again, and Yuma knew, it seemed like Jo was 'throwing him away' subtly so he wouldn't feel even more guilty.

Yuma lost, he sighed then took his bag. Before completely leaving in front of you and Jo, Yuma stroked your hair and then gave your head a long kiss.

As he entered his car, he cursed harshly several times and got angry at himself for not being able to control his emotions in front of you. Moreover, he uttered insults that were not appropriate.

• JO

(Basketball player!Jo x Nerd!fem!reader)

"Why did you have to be the representative for the photo shoot, Jo?" You looked at Jo sadly when he was just busy playing basketball. You and him were on the basketball court which was relatively quiet, because Jo didn't want to go home from there yet.

"Yeah, because I'm the captain of my team," Jo said lightly.

"But doesn't it have to be the captain?" — You

"Yes, but my coach chose me." — Jo

"But you can refuse," — You

"I can't refuse my coach," — Jo

"But it hurts me," Jo let out a rough breath when you said that, he turned around to look at you. "It's just a photo shoot, Y/N. There's nothing to worry about," Jo said which made you even sadder, you smiled faintly at him. "This photo shoot for the school sports magazine certainly worries me. You know, the cheerleading captain who will be photographed with you is one of the girls who has a big crush on you. She's also the girl who doesn't like me because I'm dating you," Jo rubbed his face roughly, because you were always sensitive when he was close to lots of girls, whether it was just for a project or something else. "It's just a photo, Y/N! No more than that, don't overdo it like that," Jo said, he was starting to look annoyed at your behavior.

"Yeah, photos that can hurt my feelings! You always don't understand how I feel," You said vehemently. Jo slammed the basketball roughly. "You always act childish when I only have projects with girls. Come on, Y/N! Try to understand my position too!" Jo growled in frustration, but you also got emotional. "Not just photos, but any means he can find to get you. I'm not stupid, all the girls love you openly, they flirt with you even though they know you're my boyfriend!" You shouted harshly at Jo. "Oh or are you happy because you can deal with beautiful girls, you're bored with me, right?" You continued, and it ended up leading to words that he was completely unaware of.

"Yes! I enjoy dealing with beautiful girls?! Yes, I'm bored with you, that's why I always enjoy dealing with beautiful girls!" Jo responded to your scream no less harshly. You also jumped in surprise when he shouted at you with words that quite hurt you. "You should be self-aware, if you want to be in the position of a girl who can be with me without fear or insecurity, you should change yourself! Don't remain static as a nerd girl who can only be blindly jealous but can't change herself one bit!" Jo continued sharply, hie mouth completely unknown to him because he was saying words that you shouldn't have heard.

"Be beautiful if you want to be like them! You can't get into cheerleading extracurriculars, and you're just complaining. Not trying to change! I also wonder why I could fall in love with you, crazy about you. Even though there are many girls who are more beautiful than you," Jo's last words succeeded in breaking your heart. And you start to feel like you should have rejected him when he asked you out. You don't think about the risks of what he might say if he's emotional. You also feel that what Jo said is also true. You should change yourself, not just complain and complain about your insecurities.

Jo, who was still annoyed, immediately took his bag, he was about to leave you out of the field. "Do you want our relationship to end, Jo?" You asked in a shaky voice as he walked quickly after bumping into your shoulder. Jo immediately stiffened when he heard your hoarse voice. This is the first time he's heard your voice this strained.

He looked over at you who just stood there, your eyes bloodshot, holding back the tears that were really about to come out. And for the first time too, he saw your eyes look this broken.

"If I really can't meet your standards, let's just end this relationship. Find another girl of your dreams," You continued what you were saying. You said that with fear, afraid that he was really bored and didn't love you anymore.

"You can date any girl, any girl who meets your standards. I just don't want to ruin your youth anymore because of dealing with a girl like me," In that instant, Jo immediately seemed to have been hit by a stupid word. He doesn't realize and doesn't understand that you are the one who is hurt the most here, not him.

"No, Y/N. Don't say that, my dream is with you," Jo said frantically. He walked quickly over to you, when he was near you again. He pulled you into his arms, you wanted to struggle, but the more you struggled, the stronger his hug became. As a result, you just cried loudly in his arms, screaming angrily several times, but Jo didn't care about that.

"You didn't ruin my youth, I almost ruined my dreams myself. Please forgive me. You're right, I never understood your condition and pain," Jo's tears also flowed quite fast. He's afraid, afraid that his dreams will disappear if you leave. Because, his dream is with you, not with another girl.

"Please, don't leave me. I need you more than anything, I will give you what you should get," Jo said hoarsely, she placed a soft kiss on your forehead, not caring that you were sweaty from crying.

#&team smut #&team #&team imagines #&team jo #&team angst #&team yuma #kpop smut #jpop smut

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