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erospandemos · 7 months

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Exam stress

Minnie x Reader

Length: 2.1k

Nicha notices how hard you're studying and gives you comfort for the exhaustion.

Note: Minnie's real name is Nicha Yontararak

Dedicated to @svndaysaweek

You were sitting on your desk, frowning, with a hand on your face to prevent exhaustion from planting your nose flat on the desk. Your eyes were burning, your eyelids felt heavy, your back was giving up on you, and the engines inside your brain were too filled with rust to function properly.

Late-night study sessions were the norm for most students, especially if the competition was high. But it was all easy and done with the help of a coffee and the incoming threat. The problem was doing it for a week straight. At this point, coffee didn’t work anymore and the only thing keeping you awake was pure willpower. You knew the finals were near and you were terrified, you couldn’t stop now.

Nicha knew something was wrong. She briefly wondered if it was just her impression but really she just noticed all those minor differences in your behavior—you started talking to her less, compressing your conversations into tiny paragraphs, your movements got more sluggish, and your brightness seemed to fade away.

She wasn’t worried about you cheating, losing feelings, and whatnot. Her first guess was your health. But then she remembered what you told her weeks ago: “Nicha, the finals are coming so I’ll have to study a lot more. Sorry, I’ll make up for it when they’re finished, okay?”

Nicha walked down the corridor and into your room.

“Baby…how’s the studying going?” she asked softly, barely touching your shoulder. “I know math makes you feel like you want to rip your eyes out…”

You didn’t answer at first. You didn’t really hear her—it took you a moment to register her voice.

“Hey, sweetheart? How’s it going? Definitely see more writing in that notebook…” Nicha made another attempt, putting her head closer to you to look at your desk.

It was because you turned around and looked at Nicha, that you finally noticed the dark sky out of the window and realized how late it was. She looked at you, a bit surprised at your furious eyes and crooked frown. Your expression wasn’t as contorted as it looked, but the dark circles stepped it up a notch.

“Why are you looking at me like that…?” she whispered with hesitation.

You let out a loud growl, turning around and ripped away a page of your notebook. Whatever. You didn’t need those, they came out all wrong anyways. You were going insane. You studied math all afternoon: you got most of them right at the start but as time went on, you kept making more mistakes and now they were all wrong. What was even more frustrating was how stupid the errors were.

“Oh, oh, okay. Erm…baby?” Nicha stumbled, trying to find the right words.

You sighed and shoved your face in your hand for the nth time to scrap the tiredness out of your skin.

“Sweetheart, are you…are you mad at ME? If I need to give you space, I will, I just…”

“No, no, it’s not you Nicha,” you finally spoke up.

“No? Okay. Are you frustrated?”

“Yeah… sorry, Nicha, I kinda snapped. It all kinda stacked up—the exercises look impossible, studying the same subjects for days is so tiring, the news of the test are making more and more scared, I really need to study more, to get more of them right, I—”

“It’s okay baby,” she shut you up, placing a hand on your nape. You closed your lips and listened to her voice. If it wasn’t for her, you’d just be raging even more and tire yourself uselessly. “You don’t have to explain—I get it. Math wasn’t my….best subject either.”

“There’s this thing where I need to compute this thing and I need all sort of tricks. I probably have to see it like a convolution or something…”

“Uhhh… What the hell is that?” Nicha’s honest reply made you chuckle. Your words really sounded absurd.

“That sounds super complicated. And by the looks of those weird things on your laptop, it is. Who invented this shit?”

“We all have to do it though,” you said, defeated.

Nicha sighed. “No, no, you’re right. But why don’t we come up with a plan for this, hmm? You’re just studying for hours on end without rest, it surely won’t be effective.” Nicha took your hand and pulled you up from your chair, pulling you to the bed. You didn’t say anything and followed her. She sat down against the wall and back hugged you like a huge stuffed animal, keeping you warm and comfy.

“So how much stuff do you have to know for this exam?”

“Well, I have language first with all the reading, literature and writing. Then math, the basics are okay but then there is calculus, probability and geometry, which is so hard. Then there are the other subjects like physics, geography and history—I think it’s manageable, I just have to memorize.”

“Mhmm. Okay. And how much time do you have before the exam?”

“Next month,” you said and buried your face on your knees from desperation. Nicha noticed it and hugged you tighter, placing her hands under your chest and keeping her body glued to your back. For a moment, your muscles relax and all the built up stress dissipated. You let her cuddle you, which she was really enjoying.

“Starting studying early. Good job, so let’s divide this up…”

“8-10 hours a day should be good.”

“No, no. Baby that’s too much for one day.”

“It’s the bare minimum, Nicha, I won’t be able to remember anything if I don’t—”

“Don’t argue with me. You already know it’s not going to work. Look at you, you can barely stand up, you’ll end up in the hospital before you can even attend the test. You have to sleep and get rest or the subjects will just drip out of your ears and you will forget them.”

“I need to study more.”

“I KNOW you need to study,” Nicha sighed. “Baby, you’ve been going for so long I bet you’re not even retaining any information right now. You’re just making yourself more frustrated.”

“I guess you’re right, maybe that’s why I am making so many mistakes… I’m a bit sleepy actually.”

Nicha raised her face and looked at the clock. 1 AM. “…jeez, baby. You little sneak! You distracted me. I had NO idea it was THIS late. You need to sleep.”

Before you could say anything, your stomach spoke for you, letting out a low rumble. You blushed and shrinked in Nicha’s embrace. She just chuckled at your action but immediately turned serious, pinching her eyebrows. “You haven’t eaten dinner yet, did you?”

“No…” you said quietly.

“You damn— fine, let’s go eat something. There are still some cup noodles in the drawer.” Nicha got up, and jumped off the bed. Feeling her warmth leave your back was a bit disheartening but you really had to go eat because the hunger was killing you. As soon as you stepped down the bed, you felt light-headed, realizing Nicha was right and you pushed yourself too hard.

Your girlfriend was already putting water in the boiler and taking the cups out.

You smiled and looked at her, slowly stepping into the kitchen. She looked so focused on getting everything. Her big t-shirt flowing around, matching her striped long pyjama pants, she looked comfy with her hair tied up in a messy bun.

You were lucky to have her caring for you.

When this hell was over, you’ll have to find a good date place and really spoil her.

“Hey, don’t just stand there, come help me.”

“I’m coming,” you said and followed her.

As the kettle finally clicked off, signaling the water was ready, Nicha held the cups steady. You carefully poured the hot water into each cup, the steam rising in a warm, fragrant cloud. The noodles quickly softened. You closed the lids, after putting in the seasoning mix, and waited for a few moments.

Nicha got the kimchi out and placed some plump pieces of cabbage on a plate.

You tried to ask her about her day but Nicha was more focused on you and wanted you to rant, at least for now. She insisted on asking more about you and gave you time to think and speak. She looked at you with a smile, her eyes didn’t leave you for even one second.

“School is so stressful… and although everyone tells me it will be better in uni, I don’t really believe them.”

“Oh, I know, I know. I know school is so stressful. It’s like a full-time job you’re not getting paid for.”

“If I can get a good score, I’ll get into a good uni. Only then, I’ll be able to rest.”

“I know your studies are important to you. And I’m really proud of you for that. You worked really hard and I can’t be anything else but proud. But frankly, it makes me a little sad when you hole yourself up to study all the time instead of going out from time to time.”

“I’m sorry for disappointing you,” you confessed.

“No, no, I’m not disappointed. I love you the way you are. I know you still care about me and I always see it. Whenever you can, you always buy food for me, you listen to all the bullshit I have to say, your messages…” Nicha stopped herself before she’d get lost in her ranting. “I’m not going to tell you that grades aren’t important because I know it’s really important for you, but I just hope you don’t get too lose in your studies and forget about yourself.”

You finished your noodles by distracting yourself with jokes and stories, Nicha always had something interesting to say. You didn’t go outside much these days and neither did your friends because of the preparation for the exam, so you could only tell her about what you saw on the internet but you could still make her laugh.

You took turns to brush your teeth and wash your face in the bathroom, while Nicha was putting everything away. You walked to your desk and looked at the notebook. Just one quick look won’t do you any harm, you could look at the notes once more to make sure they really sticked. You sat down and flipped through the pages back to the start.

When Nicha entered the room, she yelled, “What do you think you’re doing?!”

“I’m just… I’m just reviewing a little bit. I’m not going to study anymore,” you said with guilt, the guilt of someone that just betrayed the person that trusted you the most.

“I just saw you yawn. We both know you wanna sleep.”

Nicha got a hold of you between her arms to convince you to get up. You tried to resist but she was so persistent that you couldn’t resist much longer. You quickly put everything away and went on the bed, with Nicha joining you.

Her hair flowed gently over her shoulders, and her eyes radiated warmth and tenderness as she looked at you. Sensing your need for comfort, the girl extended an inviting hand. You accepted the gesture, and you moved closer, sitting down on the edge of the bed, facing each other.

Their eyes locked, and the girl gently wrapped her arms around the boy, pulling him close into an embrace. Their bodies molded perfectly together, and the world seemed to disappear as you held each other. Everything that happened that week and everything that worried you about the future. She could feel the tension in our body, the weight of your worries, and she knew she needed to help you.

She began to softly whisper sweet nothings into his ear, her breath warm against his skin. "I’m really proud of you," she murmured, her voice like a gentle lullaby. "You're stronger than you know, and I care about you more than words can express."

As they cuddled, the girl's fingers traced soothing patterns on your back, moving with a gentle, rhythmic motion. Each stroke seemed to wash away a bit of your worries, replacing them with a sense of security and belonging. She pressed tender kisses on your forehead, your cheeks, and finally, your lips, conveying her love and affection without the need for words.

With each passing moment, your tension gradually melted away, and you began to relax in the girl's arms. Her comforting embrace and loving words acted as a soothing balm. And the weight on your back finally slipped away.

You laid on the bed with her and slowly started to drift away until you fell asleep.

THE END

Written, 24 September 2023

#fluff #kpop fluff #kpop #g idle #minnie #g idle minnie #g idle fluff #minnie fluff

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bellaaae · 2 months

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Shuhua protecting yn [453k views]

— clip one✰

The host was discussing something but yn was in the background eating.

She didn’t mind the cameras and just ate anyhow and how she’s comfortable with eating.

Shuhua noticed it and looked over at her before covering Yn’s whole face.

“Yn did you forget you’re an idol…” Shuhua whispered to yn who just kept eating her food unbothered.

“I’m not in the frame right?” Yn asked Shuhua.

“You’re completely in the frame” Shuhua said and yn stared at the camera like she was crying on the inside.

She then shrugged.” You saw nothing!” Yn said to the camera.

— clip two✰

Yn and shuhua were doing a live together on weverse.

When shuhua noticed the sad and down look on Yn’s face..it didn’t only show on her face but also her tone.

She was confused and worried until she looked at the comments and saw hate comments towards yn.

Shuhua was furious.”Yah don’t say mean things towards her…if you know that all you want to do is honestly comment mean stuff you have to get out..those aren’t nice words to say” shuhua said not minding that she was an idol and said it straight and directly how it was on her mind.

You couldn’t help but smile and be thankful for having her has an older sister.

— clip three✰

(G)-idle were at an award show.

When a group was called a confetti popped making yn flinch.

Shuhua looked over to yn and moved closer to her.

Before another confetti was popped shuhua covered Yn’s ear tightly knowing she has fear for loud noises.

Yn smiled at her.

— clip four✰

At (G)-idles concert fans were suggesting that yn twerked.

Shuhuas eyes widened in shock.”Nooo” she quickly disagreed.

The crowd all changed for yn to twerk.

Before you knew it yn started twerking making shuhua use her body to cover her.

“Yah Yn!” She yelled.

✰(𝐆)-𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐄

#(g)i dle #(g)idle x reader #(g)idle reader #shuhua #(g)idle fluff #(g)idle shuhua #shuhua x reader

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grey-idle · 1 year

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Hi! I saw an Itzy reacts and thought it would be so cute for Gidle Members! Its a scenario whr they see their s/o studying in glasses and how they wld react. Thanksss!!😳🤭

(G)I-DLE Reaction to S/O Studying With Glasses

Genre: fluff Word Count: 668 (around 100 for each member) Warnings: slightly suggestive (for Minnie, Soyeon, and Yuqi) Requested: yes (thanks for requesting!!)

Miyeon

Immediately gets taken aback because the only other person that she knows that looks that good with glasses is herself (ofc)

She kind of just sits down next to you, staring at you with her mouth slightly open

You were too busy rereading your study notes that it took you a bit to realize that your girlfriend had been admiring you for the past minute

When you finally look up at her and see her awestruck expression, you laugh

And Miyeon is even more shocked when she gets a better view of you with your glasses

She quickly cups your face and kisses you softly

“You look really pretty with glasses, Y/N”

Minnie

She always backhugs you while you’re studying as a way of greeting

And when you turn around to complain, she notices the glasses straight away

“You didn’t tell me you had glasses!!”

You tell her something about how it never came up but she’s not listening

At first, she’s too offended that you didn’t tell her you wore glasses to notice the effect it had on her

Then she notices that she’s slightly turned on but tries not to show it because she doesn’t want to disturb you while you’re studying

After the initial shock, Minnie will tell you that you should wear them more often

Soojin

One word: shy

Soojin cooked you some soup and came back to you wearing glasses so you could properly copy down your study notes

She originally was going to say something to you about taking a break but nothing’s coming out of her mouth

Because she’s too busy thinking oh my god my s/o is so attractive

Instead, she hastily hands you a bowl of soup and doesn't say anything

You mutter a “thank you” and you notice that, although Soojin is naturally quiet, she’s being unusually quiet

So you ask her if she’s okay

She’s flustered and doesn’t know what to say

Eventually she’ll say something so softly that you barely catch it

“They look nice on you”

Soyeon

Suddenly the composed charisma leader Jeon Soyeon isn’t so composed anymore

Soyeon’s usually good at not disrupting you while you’re studying because she knows how annoying it can be when she’s disturbed while she’s trying to produce or compose

But as she’s gazing at your concentrated expression, she notices your tongue slightly sticking out and how your glasses perfectly frame your face

Fuck it, she thinks, and sits herself on top of you, straddling you

Soyeon pulls you in for a kiss, running her hand through your hair

She eventually pulls away and you look at her, slightly confused

“It’s the glasses” she admits with a slightly abashed grin

Yuqi

Teases you nonstop the moment she sees the glasses perched on your nose

But also thinks you look kind of hot

Except she doesn’t want to admit it and instead says something like: “You’re such a nerd!!”

Until maybe you kiss her to shut her up

And then she kisses back a lot more passionately than usual

“Okay, okay, I guess they look pretty good on you” she’ll say reluctantly

But you can tell Yuqi secretly likes the glasses

Because barely a minute after you return studying, she pulls you back in for a kiss

And you never end up finishing studying because she pushes you onto the bed before you can say anything else

Shuhua

Probably dramatically gasps when she sees your glasses

“I didn’t know you had glasses!!”

She will ask to try them on just to annoy you

If you refuse, she’ll be pouty until you finally give in

She’ll put the glasses on with pride

“How do I look?”

Then immediately starts singing Nxde

“BABY HOW DO I LOOK-”

Shuhua is also a lot more giggly than usual because she thinks you look so cute

Will also tease you a little (out of love)

But later on will mutter something about the glasses (and you, mostly you) being pretty in Taiwanese

Side note: i’m so excited for their new comeback omgskgk so if anyone wants to talk about their theories or anything, feel free to message me!!

#gidle x reader #gidle imagines #gidle scenarios #gidle reactions #soyeon x reader #minnie x reader #miyeon x reader #yuqi x reader #shuhua x reader #g idle x reader #soojin x reader #gidle fluff

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shuhwaa · 1 year

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(G)I-dle Reaction | You backing them up against a wall to kiss them

(G)I-dle all members x gn!reader words: ~100 per member genre: spicy fluff, (implied) established relationship AU warnings: suggestive

Soyeon:

she's taken aback by your boldness for a moment

but then she just shoots you a challenging smirk

you really think you can overpower her like this?

tbh she does think it's kinda hot

decides to play with you for a bit to test just how far you would go

“Oh, so you’re trying to take charge? How cute.”

teases you out of sheer curiousity how you would react

however, once you kiss her it's over for you

she's quick to turn the tables around on you, leading the kiss and eventually switching your positions

now it's you with your back against the wall, and your girlfriend pinning your wrists above your head

Miyeon:

the absolute sub panic that runs through her whole body the second you back her up against the wall

wide eyed and gasping for air

she's dying inside but she doesn't want you to stop

as soon as you brush your lips against hers, you can feel her melting into the kiss

will throw her arms around you because she needs something to hold onto

her legs might as well give out any second now

will be breathless and blushing hard once you part

if you try to walk away now, she'll whine, complaining about why you had to make her go through all that for a single kiss ???

turn around and push her up against the wall again, and the whole process will start all over again :')

Minnie:

she just thinks it's hot

will absolutely play along and loves your dominant side

"What? Are you going to kiss me now?"

challenges you a bit but only to see how much it takes to push you over the edge

and you do kiss her, and she will obediently follow whatever pace you set

cups your face in her hands before letting her fingertips wander

in no time your hands are all over each other, fingers raked up in her hair as she pulls you closer

bodies pressed up against each other, you make out right then and there

you're both breathless when you part, and chances are neither of you has any plans of backing away anytime soon

Yuqi:

"Are you crazy??"

she yells at you first of all

is both startled and turned on by your sudden move

you immediately apologize to her, but you keep giving her flirty eyes

she'll blush just a little bit, as she's still flustered by your behaviour

the inner conflict is strong, because it's supposed to be her flustering you!!!

she will eventually give in, pout and cross her arms in front of her chest

"A-at least kiss me to make up for it..."

you can't help but chuckle at her sudden cuteness, before you lean in to give her a peck on the lips

complains because she wanted a proper kiss !!

once your lips are locked and you share a sensual kiss, she'll relax and let you take the lead from here on out

Shuhua:

pretends to be annoyed at first, just to mess with you

"I was about to do something!!"

she yells and pouts, but soon she can't keep in the laughter

smiles as she wraps her arms around your shoulders, and she wordlessly leans in to kiss you

"You just wanted kisses, admit it!"

continues kissing you sweetly, lips fitting perfectly against yours

eventually your kisses are growing deeper and more passionate

"Let's move somewhere more comfortable."

press your body up against hers to keep her in place instead, and she'll be blushing with a racing heart

she lets you take control without another word, melting against you as you keep kissing her

#gidle fluff #gidle reactions #gidle x reader #gidle smut #gidle imagines #gidle scenarios #(g)i dle reactions #(g)idle reactions #girl group reactions #gg x reader #soyeon fluff #miyeon fluff #minnie fluff #yuqi fluff #shuhua fluff #reaction #fluff #suggestive

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chaeminnieya · 6 months

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Midnight talks

Ft.Soyeon

Synopsis- you’ve had a hard time getting any sleep so you turned to Soyeon for help, only in the end she was the one with no sleep 🙁

Warnings- not much just swearing😈

“Soyeon..? Are you awake?” You whisper while softly pinching Soyeon’s cheek, you have had a-lot of trouble sleeping as of late so the best option for you was to spend the night at Soyeon's apartment.

“Soyeon…wake up.” You whined while rolling over and hanging off the bed, a muffled and quiet “go to sleep” was heard from Soyeon as she covered herself with blankets, trying to ignore your antics

A sigh was heard from you as you got back onto the bed and laid next to Soyeon, staring at her “thanks for letting me stay the night.” You whispered “huh?” Soyeon mumbled while still keeping her eyes closed “I'm just thankful for you.” You mumbled.

“For a while I just thought that I’d just work myself to death...Then I met you, you kind of gave my life more structure…probably because your constant nagging.”

Your words sort of stung Soyeon's heart but also warmed it, she loves her role as a leader and is so grateful she got the chance to meet the six girls of (G)-IDLE but sometimes she wonders if it was the right choice, I mean being a idol is hard and she doesn’t know if she’s got what it takes to get through that.

“I miss her.” You mumbled while admiring the small heart tattoo on the inside of your finger, the one that you and her got together

“I do too.” Soyeon muttered in response as she stared out the window, at the crescent moon trying not to let a tear slip out

“go to sleep.”

“I’m not sleepy.” You were.

“I am.”

“I’m bored.” You weren’t.

“Then sleep.”

“I can’t.” You probably could, if you felt like missing these precious moments that could be taken at any second.

“Why not…?”

“Because I'm bored!” You say while throwing your right arm around Soyeon and hugging her, being with Soyeon brought you peace..a sense of home, she was always waiting with open arms..there to catch you whenever you fall.

“I swear if you don't go to sleep I will make you sleep outside and have you use a leaf as a blanket.”

“You’re so annoying.”

Soyeon is currently wide awake, tracing the tattoo on your arm “But I'm thankful for you too.” Soyeon mumbled

“quit flirting with me”

“I am not!” Soyeon gasped while pushing your tattooed arm away “I wasn’t complaining geez” you said softly while staring holes into Soyeon’s side, watching her shoulders rise and fall slowly in all honesty Soyeon is in the top three girls you’d date…but no…or?

“Quit staring at me.” Soyeon scolded softly making you shudder in the process “cant help it, you’re so pretty” “you’re looking at the back of my head.” “Its pretty to me.”

“Take your ass to sleep.”

Not another word was spoken after that only the soft snores that came from you.

and as fast as the moon arrived, it left even faster as the sun arose and shed light to the dark city and peeked through the curtains Soyeon realized, that the Midnight Talk you both had shared made her miss her whole nights worth of sleep, but she wasn’t mad at that, because for all she knew this may be the last midnight talk the two of you ever have.

HINT!: put all the bold purple letters together

#soyeon #soyeon x reader #g idle #gidle #g idle soyeon #fluff #gidle soyeon #soyeon gidle #jeon soyeon

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justalonelybitch · 1 year

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Undoubtable Affection

Miyeon x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, College AU

Warnings: Miscommunications, Doubts, Awkwardness, Clueless Miyeon & Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Buy Me A Coffee

The golden glow of the sun filtered through the library's large windows, hushed whispers falling deaf in your ears as you focused your attention on your studies. Your eyebrows furrowed as you stared at the book before you in confusion, reading the text over and over. You were only met with the same disappointing results each time, sighing, you scrunch your face up in mild annoyance. A melodious giggle from across the round table had your eyes flickering to the source on instinct, craning your neck to get a better view. A pink hue spread across your cheeks, ducking your head the moment you met Miyeon’s gaze, an amused grin tugging at her lips.

“What is it?” You asked, subconsciously moving to cover your face with the sleeve of your shirt. “You just look cute,” she spoke as if it were obvious, mindlessly twirling a pen between her fingers. Blood rushed to your cheeks as you tugged your lip between your teeth in embarrassment, staring down at the textbook that suddenly seemed far more interesting than before. Another careless chuckle slipped past Miyeon’s lips as she watched your curl into yourself, a shy grin plastered on your face. She reached out to you without a second thought, gently placing her hand to yours where it rested on the desk.

You jumped in surprise at the sudden contact, an audible squeak leaving your lips. Gazing up to her with wide eyes, you blinked in surprise as she leaned closer from her seat opposite you. “You need help with that?” She asked with a raised brow, large glasses perched on the edge of her nose. Breath catching in your throat, you merely nodded, watching in curiosity as she rose to her feet. Miyeon silently moved around the table, coming to a halt beside your seat. She rested one hand on the back of your chair before leaning down to read over what you had been struggling with. You fiddled anxiously with your sleeves at the close proximity, shoulders tensing as her free hand skimmed over your arm.

Her eyes narrowed down at the paper, brows pinched in concentration. “I see why you’ve been struggling,” she mumbled, she blindly reached for a highlighter, uncapping it before turning to you. “Do you mind if I use this in your book?” She asked, to which you silently shook your head, awaiting her next more. She made quick work of highlighting each key point, skimming over the unnecessary points that proved to only further confuse you. Her explanation was clear and easy to understand, only you had trouble focusing on the words that left her lips, lulled into a dazed state by her angelic voice. Having her face so close to yours made it hard to think about anything.

“Hello? Earth to Y/n,” Miyeon’s voice broke through your trance, a giggle leaving her mouth at the sight of you blinking in confusion. “Perhaps we should call it a day,” she proposed, your face falling slightly at her words. “Oh, okay then,” you mumbled, saddened by the idea of cutting your study session short. You were never overjoyed by studying for hours on end, but being in Miyeon’s presence always made it more than tolerable. Your forehead creased in a frown as you began to pack up your books in defeat, Miyeon mimicking your actions with her own supplies. “I thought we could stop by a cafe on the way back,” she suggested, a smile spreading across her features.

“Sure,” you mumbled, biting back the urge to smile as you attempted to suppress your excitement. The ghost of a frown crept onto Miyeon's face, but it disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. Tugging her bag over her shoulder, she guided you out of the library, leading you towards a quaint cafe on campus. A bell dinged a Miyeon opened the door, stepping aside to let you in first. You smiled shyly, brushing past her as you entered, eyes dancing with curiosity as you looked around. Miyeon gazed at you with a fond smile, striding up to the counter, she ordered for the both of you. The barista sent her a knowing grin as Miyeon glanced at you over her shoulder, a fond smile adorning her lips.

Miyeon appeared by your side, laughter bubbling from her lips as you jumped in surprise. You stared wide eyed at her as she offered a take away cup to you, your brows furrowing in confusion. “You mentioned that you liked tea, right? Milk, but no sugar?” She questioned, a nervous smile plastered on her face as she anxiously awaited your answer. “You remembered?” You muttered in surprise, letting her hand over the hot drink to you. “Of course! It’s my treat,” she grinned, hand barely brushing your lower back as she ushered you outside. The icy breeze nipped at your skin, a shiver running up your spine the moment you stepped into the cold.

The two of you began to stroll down the path in comfortable silence, leaves rustling in the wind. “Would you mind holding this for a moment?” Miyeon’s angelic voice was a welcome change from the silence. “Sure,” you muttered, carefully wrapping your fingers around her hot coffee, hand lightly brushing against hers. You carefully observed the sun as it began its descent behind an old campus building, faintly aware of the shuffling behind you. Your lips parted in surprise as a weight was gently laid atop your shoulders, warmth instantly engulfing you. You turned to her in confusion, concern washing over your features at the sight of her bare arms. “Miyeon you’ll get sick,” you voiced your worries, forehead creased in a frown, her jacket draped over your shoulders.

“Then you can take care of me,” she grinned, taking back her hot coffee and sipping on it, a blissful sigh leaving her lips. “I’m serious,” you complained, her gaze softening as she glanced at the genuine concern plastered on your face. “I’ll be okay, Y/n,” she promised, reaching out to clasp her free hand in yours. “You can keep me warm,” she suggested, lacing her fingers with yours. A shy smile crept onto your lips, reddened cheeks only made more prominent by the cold night. Miyeon grinned smugly, a pep in her step as she tugged you towards the dormitories. She smiled brightly, eyes crinkled into crescents as you yelped, stumbling after her with a chuckle.

Upon reaching your door, the two of you hovered outside awkwardly, neither willing to break your hands apart. Staring at each other in a trance, Miyeon first to break it by abruptly launching herself into your arms. You tensed at the contact, her arms wrapped tightly around your shoulders, head tucked into the crook of your neck. A nervous giggle bubbled from your lips, timidly raising your arms to snake securely around her waist. The two of you lingered for a few moments before Miyeon reluctantly pulled away, a distant look in her beautiful chocolate eyes. Clearing your throat, you looked anywhere but her, shuffling your weight from one foot to another.

“Did you want to come inside?” You mustered up the courage to ask, nervously fiddling with the sleeves of her coat. “No, that’s alright!” Miyeon quickly dismissed the idea, an unreadable expression masking her features as she shoved her hands into the pockets of her jeans. “Oh, okay,” you muttered in defeat, unable to meet her gaze. Miyeon watched with a frown as you hung your head in disappointment, anxiously gnawing at the inside of her cheek. You wordlessly slipped into your dorm room, suddenly plagued by a lingering sadness as doubts began to swarm your mind. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t seem to wrap your head around Miyeon’s change in attitude.

Days passed without so much as a stray text from Miyeon, your hopes crushed to an irreparable state with each hour that passed. It was silly of you to think that one of the most beautiful girls you’ve laid your eyes on would ever consider someone like yourself. What confused you most was that she was the one who’d initially proposed the study date, and took great effort to initiate anything physical between you. You were stumped. Perhaps it was some stupid dare you’d pitifully fallen victim to. One second she was all over you, and the next she was nowhere to be seen. It was puzzling, and you weren’t sure you wanted to get involved with her if it meant being left in a storm of confusion after every date. That is if she ever asked you on another.

“Y/n!” A voice in the distance had you whipping your head around, eyes wide at the sight of Miyeon running towards you. “Just my luck,” you muttered under your breath, sighing as you picked up the pace, desperately hoping to reach the confines of your room without confrontation. Much to your dismay, Miyeon appeared by your side within a short few seconds, panting as she attempted to catch her breath. “Hey,” she huffed, a lazy smile tugging at her lips. “Hi,” you mumbled, not sparing her a glance as you increased your pace, trying to brush past her without further engagement. “Did I do something wrong?” She voiced, gently grasping your wrist in order halt you in your step.

“No,” you grumbled in response, tugging your arm free of her grasp to cross them over your chest. “Then why won’t you look at me?” The hurt reflected in her tone almost had you scrambling to apologise for ever inflicting pain upon her, but you were quick to stop yourself. “Look Y/n, I really do like you and I don’t want to be on bad terms with you,” she spoke with the utmost sincerity. “Then why did you ignore me? Do you even really like me?” You whispered, expressing your doubts, finally meeting her gaze. Miyeon swore she felt her heart break in her chest at the sadness that filled your eyes. She couldn’t stop herself from reaching out to you, gently grasping your hands on her own.

“Would you like to come over to my place? I promise I’ll explain everything, especially how sorry I am.” Miyeon proposed, pleading with you to agree. Pausing as you contemplated, you hesitantly nodded your head, allowing her to guide you towards her dorm room by your hand. The second you passed the threshold, she tugged you towards her couch, already rambling endless apologies. “I’m truly so sorry for ever making you doubt my feelings for you,” she expressed, chocolate orbs swirling with honesty. You remained quiet, waiting for her to proceed with the promised explanation. “I really like you, Y/n. So much so that I was worried it would scare you off,” she admitted, sheepishly scratching the back of her neck.

You furrowed your brows in confusion, wondering what she could’ve done to scare you off. “I know that you’re really shy, and I didn’t want to take things too quickly.” Miyeon confessed, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. “I thought I made you uncomfortable when I hugged you,” she explained, watching as realisation washed over your face. “You never made me uncomfortable, I was just nervous,” you blurted out, rubbing your sweaty palms on your pants. Gazing up at her with a shy smile, you mustered up the courage to continue. “And I really like you too,” you whispered, but she heard you loud and clear. A bright grin fought its way onto her face, she began to reach out for a hug, but hesitated for a moment.

You watched her momentary inner turmoil with a frown, your body working with a mind of its own as you moved towards her. Miyeon’s eyes widened as you leaned closer to her, blinking in surprise as you pressed your lips to her cheek. Her heart melted at the feeling of your soft lips against her silky skin, much to her dismay, you retracted yourself far too hastily for her liking. You remained a respectable distance from her, head ducked in an attempt to conceal the bright red blush that coated your cheeks. She grinned in amusement, eyes lighting up at the sight of you shyly reaching your hand out towards her. “Y/n,” she groaned playfully, grasping your hand and gently tugging you onto her lap.

“You can’t just do that and expect me not to kiss you,” she teased, a mischievous glint in her eye. The sight of your timid smile only brought further joy to her heart, it jumped in her chest how adorable your reactions were. “Can I kiss you?” She asked, brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You sucked your bottom lip between your lips, a bashful grin lighting up your face as you nodded your head silently. Without another word, Miyeon tugged you impossibly closer to her, surging forwards to connect your lips in a sweet kiss. Her hands rested comfortably on your thighs, tracing calming nonsensical patterns on them as she chased your lips. You felt her smile against your lips, a blissful sigh escaping you, hands snaking around her neck hesitantly.

Reluctantly pulling away, she pressed her forehead to yours, eyes still closed as she relished in the moment. “Miyeon,” you whispered, trailing off. “Stay. We can watch shitty movies and eat junk food all night,” she proposed, beautiful brown eyes finally fluttering open to meet your gaze. “Okay,” you were quick to agree, far too comfortable on her lap to even consider leaving anytime soon. “Does this count as a second date?” She grinned, leaning forwards to peck your lips, fearful that she may be becoming addicted already. You groaned, dropping your head to her shoulder as an undeniably wide grin adorned your face. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she chuckled, soothingly running a hand up and down your back.

It was a date that led to many more.

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qetalos · 9 months

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₊ ⊹ ᶻz chae..

I'm just Jungwon's girl

୨୧ make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it

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blu-joons · 2 years

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When They Protect You ~ (G)I-dle Reaction

Miyeon:

You immediately tensed up as you heard your name mentioned by the fans as you passed them by. You were hoping to just walk on and pretend it hadn’t happened, but beside you Miyeon had other ideas.

“What makes you say that?” She asked, taking the fans by surprise as none of them expected her to say anything back to them.

“Say what?” The fan innocently asked, shrugging their shoulders at Miyeon as they lost all confidence, unable to bring themselves to say it again.

Your hand reached out for hers to try and pull her back, “Miyeon, let’s go, there’s no need.”

Her head shook in reply to you before glancing back at the group of fans. “I don’t know what you think you gain from talking badly about Y/N, but it’s never going to change anything.”

“We were just saying,” another of the fans mumbled, taking a step back as the sound of Miyeon’s voice got louder.

“From now on, don’t,” she warned them, surprising herself by how firm she was in making her point to them.

“We won’t, we’re really sorry.”

Minnie:

The whole group fell silent as the interviewer mentioned your name, making everything awkward. Nicha never usually minded, but when she seemed to imply you were punching, Nicha refused to just sit back.

“Y/N takes great care of me, we’re a team,” Nicha confidently replied after composing herself, refusing to let the interviewer irritate her.

“But surely you must wonder, you’re a world-famous idol,” the interviewer added, “I mean does anyone even know what it is that Y/N does?”

Nicha’s glare got stronger across at her, “does it matter what Y/N does for a living?”

The sharpness in Nicha’s voice took the interviewer by surprise as her head shook, sinking down in her seat. “I guess as long as the two of you are happy, that’s all that needs to matter.”

“You’re right,” Nicha noted, “so I guess that means that people who interview us shouldn’t ask such stupid questions.

“Y-yeah,” the interviewer stuttered, completely losing their train of thought, stunned by how protective Nicha was.

“Let’s talk about the group instead.”

Soyeon:

You didn’t quite know what to say as Soyeon finished reading out to you the statement that she planned on making through the company, fed up with reading fan’s rude comments about the two of you.

“People will know that I’m serious about you, about us, when they read this,” Soyeon confidently told you once she was finished reading.

“Are you sure about this?” You nervously asked her, “what if there ends up being more backlash, what if this ends up putting your career at harm?”

A shrug of the shoulders came from Soyeon, “I can protect my career and you at the same time.”

Your head nodded as Soyeon continued to speak reassuringly. “I can take a bit of flak from people, but the last thing I want is for me being around to end up being detrimental to you.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Soyeon told you, “I’ve got that all under control, people know that I’m not to be messed with.”

“That statement was certainly fierce,” you laughed as you began to relax, “you’ve definitely made your point clear.”

“I just hope that people listen to it.”

Yuqi:

The feeling of an arm moving around your waist immediately made you feel more secure as Yuqi kept you by her side. Backstage was busy, but she never left your side, moving you aside from any harm.

“Stay with me and nothing bad will happen,” she whispered to you as you noticed a group of fans just outside the arena waiting.

“I can hang back here if you want to go and say hi,” you told Yuqi, but she refused to leave your side and let you wander around all alone.

Instead, she moved you with her. “I’m not afraid, I don’t care if the fans see me with you Y/N.”

Your smile dropped as you quickly began to panic. “What if they end up saying something or trying to wind you up?” You asked Yuqi, but still her head shook, not worried at all about them.

“Let them, I’ve got your back,” she vowed, “they can say whatever they want, I’ll have something to say back.”

“One day you’ll get told off,” you sniggered, “you don’t need to protect me so much, you’ve got to keep people happy.”

“I only want to see you happy.”

Shuhua:

Your hands wiped quickly over your eyes as you heard Shuhua’s footsteps coming up the stairs into your bedroom. You let go of a deep breath just in time for her to enter the room, catching your expression.

“What’s happened?” She quizzed, knowing you well enough to know that you were upset despite how hard you tried to hide it.

“It’s nothing, just stupid comments getting to me,” you told her, wiping over your eyes once again as Shuhua walked around the room to you.

Her hands rested down against your hips, “I’m sorry, they shouldn’t so cruel to you like this.”

Your head shook back at her as Shuhua smiled weakly across at you. “Your hands are tied, they’re your fans, you can’t go around upsetting them, I don’t mind being the one they take things out on.”

“It’s not fair,” she whispered, “they’ll be something that I can do to protect you, us, I’ve just got to figure it out.”

“I don’t want you to get into any trouble,” you tried to tell her, but Shuhua’s head shook in response to you fretting.

“I’ll protect you; don’t you worry.”

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hanniejisungies · 3 months

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Love Bomb.

In the vibrant corridors of the college campus, you first laid eyes on Seo Soojin, a captivating presence that seemed to draw you in like a magnet. She was a freshman, just like you, her passion for dance evident in the way she moved with grace and confidence. Little did you know that this encounter would shape the course of your college experience and beyond.

Your paths crossed during a dance workshop, where the rhythmic beats of music filled the studio, creating an electric atmosphere. As your eyes met Soojin's across the dance floor, a connection sparked, an unspoken understanding that transcended words. You both immersed yourselves in the art of movement, each step and twirl bringing you closer.

After the workshop, you found yourselves sharing a conversation, discovering common interests and dreams. Soojin's warmth and sincerity resonated with you, and you soon became inseparable on campus. Whether it was grabbing coffee between classes, studying together in the library, or exploring the city's hidden gems, every moment with Soojin felt like a page out of a romantic novel.

As the months passed, your friendship blossomed into something more profound. Soojin's laughter became a melody that echoed in your heart, and her presence filled your world with light. The realization that you were falling for her hit you like a gentle breeze—a soft whisper that carried the promise of something beautiful.

One evening, under the stars that adorned the campus sky, Soojin confessed her feelings, her eyes reflecting a vulnerability that mirrored your own. It was a moment suspended in time, as the universe seemed to hold its breath, anticipating the beginning of a love story.

Your relationship with Soojin unfolded like a sweet melody, with each day adding a new note to the symphony of your love. She shared her dreams of becoming a professional dancer, and you became her biggest supporter, attending every performance and cheering her on from the front row.

The challenges of college life only strengthened your bond. Late-night study sessions, shared pizzas, and stolen kisses in secluded corners of the campus became the tapestry of your college romance. Soojin's determination and passion inspired you, and together you navigated the complexities of young adulthood.

As graduation approached, Soojin received an opportunity to pursue her dance career professionally, and the two of you faced the inevitable crossroads. With tearful goodbyes and promises to support each other's dreams, Soojin embarked on her journey with the promise that distance would only be a temporary hurdle.

Little did you know that Soojin's talent and charisma would lead her to join (G)I-DLE, a K-pop group that would propel her to international stardom. Despite the physical distance, your love story continued to thrive, with FaceTime calls, handwritten letters, and the unwavering belief that destiny had woven your lives together for a reason.

And so, the love that began in the corridors of a college campus continued to flourish, transcending time zones and miles. Your story with Soojin became a testament to the enduring power of love—a melody that played on, resonating through the years, and echoing in the hearts of those who witnessed its beautiful beginnings.

HANNIEJISUNGIES ©™ 2024

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[Readings] (G)I-DLE

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haknom · 3 months

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MY PERFECT MATCH? — LEE HEESEUNG

∿ ৎ୭ EVENT SUMMARY 💌 Honestly, you hated Lee Heeseung with all your heart. He was your school’s best swimmer, but was also annoying and pretty dumb. Every year, your school’s student council holds a Valentines event; they put everyone’s name through a test, figuring out their compatibility with each other, and did everything in their power to make the two end up together. So, if this test was best off of compatibility, why were you, your school’s nerdy art obsessor, paired up with someone like Lee Heeseung, the so-called Mr. Popular?

∿ 🏹 THE PERFECT MATCH ⭒ swimmer!heeseung x nerdy-fem!reader (ft. enhypen, changmin from the boyz, sullyoon and lily from nmixx, wonyoung from ive, yeonjun from txt, danielle and hanni from newjeans, seunghan and eunseok from riize, yuqi from g-idle)

∿ TEST QUESTIONS 📑 smau & written, highschool au, nonidol au, one-sided enemies to lovers, sports au, stuco au, classmates to lovers, fake dating au, fluff, crack, and angst.

∿ ୨୧ RESULTS 🏩 swearing, random timestamps, silly threats, more coming soon!

∿ 🗓️ EVENT IS ꕤ ongoing (updates will be whenever!) started feb 10th - ended ???

∿ NOTE 𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 hi…. been watching never have i ever lately and thought of this little fic here!!! thanks to that valentine ep this is now born. also, tysm for 2k pls take this smau as a gift in return !! (ignore how this wasn’t on the poll it was a last minute thing and valentine’s day is soon So).

TAGLIST IS CLOSED!

PROFILES . . . 001 ⪩ 002 ⪩ 003

001. ART AGAIN?

002. u don’t even have an ex???

003. Well… Damn!

004. that won’t do (0.5k words)

005. didn’t knock hard enough 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

006. heeyn mission onboard

007. kissing i hope they caught us

008. locked and loaded (0.9k words)

009. okay… now Kiss!

010. let’s kill this love 🩷

011. interesting! (0.9k words)

012. girl wtf

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MORE TO COME!

Ξ ©HAKNOM, 2024

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taexoxosgf · 5 months

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ACROSS THE ROOM

PAIRING idol!mark lee x idol fem!reader

WORDS 6.4k

SYNOPSIS You were just so beautiful. The type of beauty that seemed unattainable. The type of visual Mark would never approach because he concluded that there are already a million people at your feet.

WARNINGS both are hot (yes, this needs a warning), fluff if you squint (rlly hard), smut, vaginal fingering, oral sex (male & fem receiving), unprotected sex, rough sex, multiple orgasms, missionary, doggy, slight hair pulling

NOTES repost. my old account is gone because i’m the dumbest bitch on earth.

February.

It had been two years since your group debuted. The award show season had just concluded and one idol group would host a party to celebrate all the hard work throughout the year.

You practically lived at the company at this point. Eating, sleeping, and spending all your breaks there. SM Entertainment has strict schedules regarding breaks and recovery time which has you constantly feeling as if you’re doing one thing after another.

Idols would rarely have any time for themselves or to let loose. Between the busy schedules and performances, there was scarcely any time for family or friends.

It’s only been two years, and you applaud other groups in the same company who have been slaving away for the past few years. But that was the price for fame and riches. Maybe it is worth it to some people. It was for you.

The art of music and dance was all you loved since you were a little girl. Performing for your family or school talent shows, your love for music never fizzled out as it did with some individuals. It could happen in the future, you think. You’re still early in your career, so you hope to become more optimistic; content with what you have.

This year, the group that was hosts is NCT. Groups from big companies such as HYBE, JYP, YG, etc. were in attendance. Since it was a rare occurrence, the boys split the cost of the mansion. It was such a brilliant idea to do this, you thought. There were so many of them, and it probably didn’t even make a dent in their bank accounts. It was a small price to pay so idols could freely interact without the pressure of cameras, and old friends could reunite.

Even though your group was in the same company as many of the artists, it was difficult to have time for conversations due to busy schedules and different practice areas. And it was almost impossible to run into each other at the company due to its vast size. The possibility, if you could guess, would be about five percent. If artists of the same company rarely saw each other, imagine how difficult it would be for artists from different companies to be companions or friends.

It was easier to become acquaintances to friends if two idol groups had overlapping comebacks. Music Bank, Show Champion, M! Countdown, etc. gave a lot of free time in between to hop over to different waiting rooms to converse with your colleagues. Your group was especially close with G-idle, showcasing false surprises every time your comebacks would be in the same time frame.

Your close friend, Soyeon, stands beside you, her right hand holding a red solo cup.

“So you never hang out with guys, and you haven’t fucked a guy since last year?”

“Nope, I don’t intend to tonight. And you know how hard it is to hang out with idols of the opposite gender. ”

Her hands soothingly rub against the sides of your arms. “No, no, no. I’m not having any of that tonight. When do we get a chance to roam free? No judgment, but this dry spell is getting out of hand.”

You scoff at your friend before continuing, “Unnie, these are basically our coworkers, I don’t know.”

She rolls her eyes at you before standing in front of you, face-to-face, “Oh come on, don’t be a buzzkill babe. So you’re telling me you don’t think anyone is attractive in this house full of hot people?”

Her question causes you to scan around the room and outside the backyard. Your eyes halt for a split second, but continue scanning around, pretending it never happened.

“Oh, I saw that,” she points at you. “There is a guy you wanna fuck!”

Throwing your arms down in a huff of disapproval, you’re about to give in to Soyeon’s frenzy. “Girl, could you be any fucking louder?”

“You better tell me now, I caught you bitch,” she playfully slaps your arm.

You bite your lip slightly, contemplating revealing who it is. Looking up at her, she’s staring at you with anticipation. Her eyes grow wider by the second and you’re not surprised when you’re giving into her puppy dog eyes.

Your hands fall on her shoulders as you close in on the space between the two of you. “Mark,” you whisper.

“Oh my god!”

You wince.

“I fucking knew it! I always thought you guys would look hot together.”

“What? You thought about this before?”

“Maybe. But that’s not the point. I swear I saw him eye you, and only you when you guys got here!” she’s already jumping and pushing you to the backyard before you can get another word out.

You try your fucking hardest to push back against her, but it’s no use. Her drunk ass is already overpowering you.

Mark is beside the pool playing with some of his members and others from different groups. Tossing the ping-pong, the millisecond has him hoping it can make it into the red cup charged with alcohol.

“Fuck,” his failure causes him to throw his head back.

“You fucking suck, I’m three cups from winning bitch!” Yeonjun yells from across the foldable table.

His success in the third remaining cup has him rejoicing, and he daps up his teammates.

“Now give the ball to Sunwoo. He’ll land it at the house next door,” Mark retorts.

“Aw, you’re about to lose, so you’re talking out of your ass.”

“You’re so drunk, you know that?” Mark laughs, ignoring his friends' behavior. He’s stepping away to let the following person use their turn.

He’s looking around at all the people at the house. This was the one night of the year he looked forward to. Just friends having fun and letting loose, no cameras, no one to judge or inspect his every move or facial expressions.

He spots you and Soyeon against the glass sliding doors. You look so fucking hot. Your top accentuated the curve of your waist so well, and he noticed the mini skirt on your body rides up a little more every time he steals a glance at you. The top you wore showed the perfect amount of cleavage and your perky breasts are on display for everyone to see. He wants to be the only one to see them fully. He wants to be the only one to see you naked in front of him.

Oh, how he would love to fuck you. He couldn’t help it. You look so delicious standing there, with your pouty lips and doe-like eyes. Your perfect body and silky hair.

To be honest, he noticed you at the company and could never work up the courage to start a conversation with you. News flash: this has literally never happened to him before. It was never difficult to speak confidently to anyone until you. His extroverted personality suddenly does a one-eighty whenever he contemplates approaching you.

You were just so beautiful. The type of beauty that seemed unattainable. The type of visual Mark would never approach because he concluded that there are already a million people at your feet.

He recalls the few times he passed you in the halls and you politely bowed. Or when your recording sessions would overlap slightly, and he would hear your voice in the studio. Or when he passed by you in those tight clothes that barely covered your body practicing with your group.

Mark couldn’t lie, you were the most attractive out of all of them. He personally thinks, no one could compare, but he has yet to discover what you’re really like. Not the personality you convey on-screen.

This only happens once a year. It was an opening for him to finally converse with you. The company, media, or fans wouldn’t have a clue about it. There would be no confession to them, the perfect chance to shoot his shot. The only thing holding him back would be rejection. At this point, the opportunity is too tempting to ignore as soon as he spots Soyeon pulling you outside the home.

This is so embarrassing.

You and Mark make eye contact as Soyeon drags you out the door. He doesn’t pretend to look away.

“Come on! Move!”

“No! Oh my god! Stop!”

Soyeon finally stops with the physical force, and you both stare at each other. Her eyes move from your eyes to his, another way of telling you to get on with it.

“Think about it, this is the one day of the year where you’ll really get the chance, and with no judgment. Or sneaking around,” she adds in the last part, hoping you would miss it. And you definitely didn’t.

She’s stern on her point, supporting it over and over again with more reasons. The persuasion is working, you think. And now, you’re seriously contemplating it. What’s the harm? Rejection? Embarrassment? You don’t even know if he wants you.

But maybe she’s right. You’ll most likely never run into him after today, and if you do, it probably won’t be until the same time next year.

“I don’t want to hear for months after today what could’ve been. You’ll spend so much time regretting it. I know you better than yourself,” Soyeon adds further.

Her words finally fuel your courage to make a move. “Okay, just give me a second to build some confidence, meditate, or something,” you’re shutting your eyes to soothe the nervousness away.

“Mhm, but maybe make it fast. Hot guy my twelve o’clock, coming your way. You’ll thank me later!” she quickly warns you as she pecks you on the cheek before making her way out of your line of sight.

There is no time for you to process what’s happening, or to prepare after she utters her last words.

Turning around, Mark is already directly in front of you, your eyes align with his chest and it takes all of you to meet his eyes.

“You don’t seem too happy to see me.”

He was so fine. You just wanted to stare at him. No matter how weird that sounded.

He’s scanning your entire form, taking a moment to drink in your appearance as you respond. “I don’t have any emotions towards you. We’ve never formally met.”

“Formally? Did we cross paths at a time I didn’t know about?” The ice clinks against the cup as Mark raises it to sip and his Adam's apple bobs in a thick swallow.

“I don’t know. Maybe you know the answer,” you’re habitually pulling your body towards him. The scent of his cologne laced with weed fills your nostrils and you already feel the warmth of his body radiating off him. You just can’t help it. You wanted him so badly, so badly that you didn’t second guess your obvious signals.

“You’re acting a little too dumb, saying words before thinking them through,” the false confidence is oozing from your voice as you speak. Okay. Maybe you’re drunk and you didn’t know it. If that’s the case, you won’t stop any time soon.

“What do you mean I’m acting dumb?” he follows his response with a chuckle at your assumption.

“You approached me as if we knew each other, then suddenly, you’ve never seen me before?”

“You’ve got it all wrong baby,” the pet name catches you off guard, but it rolls off his tongue like velvet. “We’ve never met, but I’ve noticed you.”

“Notice me? Elaborate,” you wanted to have him explain. Maybe he wanted you as much as you wanted him. You had to be sure. No embarrassment or rejection today, you exclaim to yourself. But you couldn’t jinx it.

“You’re the one I’ve been waiting to see tonight.”

“So you didn’t see me come in earlier?” your orbs follow your index and middle fingers as they walk up his chest. Your fingers stop finally looking at him straight in the eyes, “I call bullshit.”

“I did,” he glances at your hand on his chest before returning to you. “Just was waiting til’ I got you all to myself.”

‘Well… wish fulfilled… So, what is it that you hoped to see me for?”

He looks at you differently, and what you didn’t know was he’s contemplating saying the whole and honest truth or the version that wouldn’t scare your on-screen persona away. The innocent, dainty, girl that would break if you press too hard. But up until now, Mark only knew of that girl.

“Hey, Markie!” Yeonjun walks up from behind Mark, obviously drunk. He’s stumbling around, anchoring himself by putting a hand on Mark’s shoulder. “I see your buzyyys” he slurs while directing his attention to you.

“You’re really so so hot, Y/n. If yous torn Markie here, down, I’m alayz here,” his hooded eyes scream drunk. “Hyung, don’t put that away!” he yells to someone behind you.

You’re turning towards the home to find the person he’s addressing, but he’s suddenly stumbling past you, unintentionally pushing you backward.

You’re off-balanced and as you close your eyes to prepare for impact, it never comes, and you feel an arm wrap around your waist, preventing you from practically eating shit.

Mark's arms are around your waist, sending a scowl back at Yeonjun before directing his attention back to you.

"As I was saying.”

You gaze up at him, your chest now pressed against his.

“What I hope to see you for?”

“Go on.”

Mark doesn’t know what comes over him suddenly, but he’s thinking he should just rip it off like a bandaid because it’s all or nothing.

“Is to have me in between your legs, and you screaming my name.”

“I’d like to see you try,” your eyes move down to his lips. It was so tempting to just pounce on him right here, right now.

It was clear that you both wanted each other as much as the other did. The game you always played with men every so often got you what you wanted, but this time, with Mark, it was almost impossible to keep playing.

Mark doesn’t respond verbally. Instead, he takes his hand to move the hair sheathing your ear. You think he’s about to whisper something, but he begins kissing your neck, trailing down from your earlobe.

“Is that what you like to do? Test people?” his lips are against your ear and you’re caught off guard, doing everything in your power to hold back a moan.

“Yeah, that’s what I want,” you respond softly, eyes shut.

“Be careful what you wish for. It might come true,” he brings his face to yours, and your lips are practically two inches apart. The buzzing in your body doesn’t stop and you’re scolding yourself for wanting to give in so easily.

You notice him biting his lip, content with the effect he has on you.

You lick your lips, “And what if I want it to?”

“You’re all bark no bite baby.”

“If you want me to bite, I will.”

“I have yet to see otherwise,” he whispers against your ear, lip grazing your lobe. Mark doesn’t follow with another word but your impatience and the alcohol coursing through your veins forces you to make the decision.

You close the distance between you two, connecting your lips with his. It was so sudden, but he kisses you back almost immediately, squeezing your waist harder and the other hand instinctively goes to your cheek.

You forget about the world around you, and that people are basically watching you begin to make out with Mark in the middle of the backyard. But the built-up lust makes everyone disappear. You’re both in your own world, with no other thought in your consciousness.

You don’t know what Mark is thinking, but he’s in the same boat as you. He wanted you for so long, and now he finally has you. Following that thought, he doesn’t know what he did in his past life to deserve this, but he must have saved an entire country to be able to receive what he’s experiencing now.

You’re kissing more roughly now, your arms around his neck as he gropes your entire body. Your hands snake up into his hair, and you find yourself pulling his locks as it becomes more intense. When his hand snakes down to your ass, he squeezes, which earns a gasp from you.

Mark takes this opportunity to slip his tongue into yours. Your mouths fit each other perfectly, and you question if the other people you made out with in the past were real, because it has never felt this good before.

After a while, you’re pulling back, Mark struggling to pull himself away from you.

“Easy there,” your forehead is still against his, eyes on his lips.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he husks against your mouth.

Both of your chests are rising and falling at a rapid pace, not realizing you needed to catch your breaths.

“Upstairs, the second door, on your left,” the words roll off his tongue without hesitation.

You’re mutually agreeing, you, with a nod as you slowly part, and your fingers run off his, until the tip of the nail. It’s so hard to control yourself and act as if nothing had just happened.

Of course, people were looking. Some were whispering to each other, the others smirking, and finally, the one’s with a scowl on their faces as they watched each one walk away from the other.

You’re in the room sitting at the edge of the bed as you wait for Mark. You had just sat down and looked around the room. It’s clean and smells husky, but you can tell someone was staying here due to the small duffel bag and clothing scattered across the floor.

And you definitely couldn’t lie, you are so nervous. What would Mark be like in bed? Rough, dominant, gentle, or maybe submissive? It had been so long since you had sex, it felt as if you were a virgin all over again.

You’re amidst your own thoughts when you hear the click of the door. The door doesn’t open carefully, but it’s practically slammed open. Mark doesn’t look back as he closes the door behind him, not even stopping for a single second. The moment he sees you, he’s grabbing your face and smashes your lips against each other. It’s too fast, all of it happening in one motion.

You’re stumbling back until the back of your leg hits the edge of the bed, forcing you to sit back on it. But Mark’s lips don’t leave yours, following you and pushing you slowly until your back hits the mattress. His arms cage your body with his knee between your legs. You feel Mark grab behind the bend of your leg to wrap around his torso while your lips are still attached; Intertwining in perfect harmony.

The buzzing all around your body only seems to grow stronger as he becomes more aggressive. It was like he was so hungry that he couldn’t stop even if someone walked into the room right this instant. You couldn’t lie, it would probably turn you on more.

Mark couldn’t help it, you were just so insatiable, like a drug that he couldn’t get enough of. Like a drug, he could take over and over, without getting sick. He wanted all of you so badly, but only if you were willing to give yourself to him.

The more you dive deeper into Mark, the more he sucks you in, and the more you want him.

The makeout is unforgiving, animalistic almost. “So sweet,” he murmurs against your mouth. It feels too good to open your eyes to him. Your panties are already sticky and if this continues, you’d have to throw them away.

You’re biting your lip as Mark’s lips leave yours to trail kisses down your neck. He’s careful not to leave hickeys as he already knows that your makeup artists would be unforgiving.

But Mark continues to trace kisses down your body, pulling down your skirt and practically tearing off your underwear in one motion. He’s kissing all around except where you need him the most and it makes you whine.

“Tell me you want it,” this statement has you looking down and locking eyes with him.

“Mark, just get on with it.”

“Try again,” at that, he presses circles at your clit without a warning. It’s slow, the pad of his thumb easing over your bud. But it’s too slow, and you need more.

“Mark, Please. I want you,” you mewl, giving in to his demand. The one action already having you fall apart right under his fingertips. Before you know it, you’re instinctively moving your body closer to him, the eagerness exemplifying the level of want when you’re clenching around nothing.

“Yeah?” you don’t see it but the smirk he exudes at your greenlight is much more than subtle. “Don’t have a smart-ass comment now?”

Before you can retort, he’s diving head first, licking a stripe up your slit. It’s a satisfying feeling, a gasp threatening to spill from your lips as the feeling of arousal becomes stronger.

He’s continuing, knowing exactly how to turn you on, knowing exactly how to touch your body, and how to make your eyes roll back. His hands roughly push against the sides of your thigh to prevent you from moving out of place and the dim lights aren’t a hurdle as Mark finds your clit and gives it a sharp suck. It’s just the beginning as he continues slurping and sucking in all the right places, unforgiving as he gives you the best head of your life. Your eyes feel as if they're going to fall out of their sockets at the perfect pressure and pace.

“Fuuu-ck,” it’s stretched out, the same word combining with a previous moan that threatened to come out from the back of your throat.

“You’re so wet,” he rasps against your cunt. “So fucking messy.”

“Mark, don’t stop!”

What you didn’t know is Mark loved giving head. He didn’t need to receive anything in return. Knowing he made his partner cum turns him on beyond belief. Making you squirm and moan his name like a mantra has him instinctively rutting his crotch against the mattress.

You didn’t know he was this good. It’s as if you and he have done this a hundred times before. You’re absolutely drenched, your arousal mixed with his saliva drips down your core. But a mess was the last thing you and Mark worried about.

“Mark, I need more,” you squirm beneath him, your voice sounding already fucked out.

“Is that a demand?” he’s teasing, inserting only his middle finger while awaiting your obedience.

A small gasp leaves your lips before you utter a plea, “Holy shit, Mark, please.” You’re practically whining at this point while your temper and impatience becomes all too consuming.

“That’s better,” he adds his ring finger, adding to the fullness and earning another gasp from you.

“Damn. Thinking about your face when you cum is already making me so hard,” he groans against your cunt and continues to slowly grind his erection against the mattress with no embarrassment. You were already fucked out, but you could see him from your peripheral view, and if it wasn’t the hottest thing you’ve ever seen, you don’t know what is.

Mark’s watching your expressions as he slowly pulls his fingers out before plunging them back in. He doesn’t let up as the slow motion suddenly speeds up, and he has you moaning and squirming underneath him.

He suddenly sucks on your clit in sync with the rhythm of his fingers and your eyes practically roll into your head. “Mark, Mark,” you shout as your thighs begin to quiver and you’re arching your back at the gratifying overstimulation.

"I-I’m gonna cum," your words are barely audible, mingled with gasps and groans, but Mark attentively listens, hearing every sound that emanates from you. He doesn't stop and keeps going in the same motions, only rougher and faster. It's not until he curls his fingers inside you that he finally reaches the sweet spot.

Your orgasm hits you all at once, tears threaten to spill down the sides of your face as the band in your lower abdomen inevitably snaps, and your entire body shakes. Mark sucks and slurps on your clit as if nothing happened, and you're virtually screaming. The obscene sounds fill the room and don't halt until you beg him to stop and he notices the cum gushing out of your body painting his fingers and dripping down your cunt.

“Fuck,” you’re spent, and it’s all solely from Mark’s tongue and fingers. You haven’t even seen his dick yet, and it already tops all the other people you’ve decided to waste your nights with.

“Done already?” The words are like butter, right before he licks another stripe up our sensitive core. “Well, I’m not done with you,” you quiver as he carefully drops the straps of your top, and then, brings the fabric over your head. Your senses seem to be on overdrive today, and you can’t get enough.

Mark's large hands glide from the inside to the outside of your thighs, merely to define the contour of your hips and waist, stopping to frame your breasts, and slowly begins circling your nipples, as if he read your thoughts. “Feel good?”

“Mhm,” the high from one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had begins to finally come down and you notice the lips that hover right above you. Before another thought, your arm hooks around his neck to pull him down onto your lips.

He welcomes the kiss, mouth moving languidly with yours. Both of your bodies melt into each other as the serene moment becomes all too comfortable. His hand continues to press circles on your nipple as the other gently rubs against your waist, eventually moving down to your inner thigh, in an attempt to soothe your spent body. The push and pull of your lips continues on for a few moments before it becomes faster. Mark bites down on your lower lip, but you whimper at the action because of the overwhelming sensitivity.

At your whimper, he lets go to lick over your bottom lip as an expression of remorse. You’re so overwhelmed, it's only now that you remember his very big problem. It’s poking at your hip, and he lets you know he notices your revelation by experimentally pressing his erection against your center. This causes you to lock eyes with him, another smirk adorning his perfect face.

Mark’s cockiness only instigates you to unhook the arm around his neck and move down to cup his erection. You don’t even look down, staring up at him as you palm him through his pants. “You just love playing games don’t you,” but the shaky exhale he withdraws notifies you of the facade.

“Only if you’re playing,” your hooded eyes and bottom lip trapped in between your teeth say much more. The seductiveness of your tone only pulls Mark closer to you, him getting lost in every single sense.

Mark decides at this very moment he's too impatient to withhold any longer. He's had enough. Enough of your doe eyes staring at him as if nothing else matters. Enough with the melodious responses that exit your pretty lips. Enough of the temptation that you are. He's willing to obey every demand, no matter the cost. He thinks that even though you two hardly know each other, it's as if you've done this a hundred times before.

He is already withdrawing from your body to remove his clothing in front of you. The warmth is missed, but now you’re just sitting there in awe, because what the fuck. The large t-shirt he always wore hid his delicious arms and oh so, thin waist. Mark’s towering over you and it’s difficult not to gawk at his figure. The boxers that hug his hips are pulled down, revealing his big cock. You knew it was more than average when feeling the imprint on his pants, but you almost drool at the sight in front of you.

“Like what you see?” he’s emitting the same look, with the corner of his lip tugging up in return for your reactions.

You don't say a thing, instead groaning at his languid movements, legs spread open, upper body propped up with your arms. You continue to watch as he puts his hand over his cock and gently strokes it. Mark bites his lower lip to keep a groan at bay after stroking a little quicker. Watching him fuck himself turned you on belief and it should be embarrassing but the sight was basically straight out of a porn video.

“Let me help you out,” patience was never your strong suit, and the ogling only lasts a few moments before you’re on all fours, inching to the edge of the bed where Mark stands. He lets you, removing his hand before you lick a long stripe up from the base of his cock, then slightly sucking the tip. A smile threatens to come about as Mark twitches at your action.

“Stop teasing before I fuck you senseless against the wall,” he huffs, throwing his head back. Mark was so close to just pulling you off and using you if you let him. You seemed to be taking your precious time, but he was slightly worried he would come embarrassingly fast if you were the one in control here. Anything you did, he seemed to fall apart so easily. Right into the palm of your hand.

The warning was one that seemed like a reward to you, but you regress, pushing him into your mouth in one motion. Immediately gagging, the tip hits the back of your throat fast. It barely fits inside your mouth, and you find yourself using your hand to make up for the remainder. “Shit, that’s it,” he groans at the vibration from your throat as his praise makes you moan, imagining his cock in your pussy later.

You can feel every ridge of his cock in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks, sucking and moving back and forth. He was so big, and the more you took of him, the more sounds came from Mark. It only urged you on further, sucking and bobbing like your life depended on it.

You’re squeezing your thighs together to aid the ache as the sound of the glide of your tongue against his cock is the only thing filling the air in the bedroom. It seems to be the final straw when he uses his hand to twist your hair and pull you off his cock. “Fuck, enough. I’m gonna cum if you keep going.”

You use the back of your hand to wipe off the corners of your mouth before Mark guides you onto your back with his hand still wrapped around your hair, the same hand resting on the back of your head. He's hanging over you once more, and the warmth you longed for returns. Your legs are already spread open, wanting to cure the clenching of nothing in between your legs.

“Are you sure you want this?” he’s biting his lip as he politely runs the hand originally entangled in your hair to push away the ones in front of your face.

“Want you so bad,” your words combine with a whimper because he’s running his cock back and forth over your sensitive folds, collecting as much cum as possible.

He offers a polite smile before he pushes in. It’s slow, but Mark’s size was far from normal, at least, far from what you’re used to. You feel so full and you both gasp at the contact, a grunt coming from him. “Oh my fucking god,” you almost choke on your words, your mouth forming an ‘o’ shape as you adjust to his size. Mark grunts against your ear at your pussy swallowing his dick. If he were to die right now, this is what he guesses heaven would feel like.

“Fuck,” he tests the waters by grinding his hips against you, and it already has your back arching. “You’re so fucking tight,” his hands return to your waist, the arch of your back forced back onto the mattress. His hands are sure to leave bruises, but you couldn’t give a care in the world. Every single movement and drag of his cock against your walls is ecstasy, the delicious burn fueling the awaiting high. “You’re such a good girl. Taking me so well,” he murmurs.

“Mark, please move.”

“So needy,” he rolls his hips against you once more, while his pelvis is against you, “Your wish is my command,” before pulling back and diving back into your heat. “Oh,” a moan escapes your lips at the action. Your eyes are barely open, but those hooded eyes are focused on the Greek god in front of you. You stare at the strained muscles all along his back, his whole body flexing with every movement.

He’s repeating the same pull and push of his hips until there's a consistent pace, every stroke earning more sounds from you. The grip he has on you becomes tighter as he begins speeding up his thrusts.

You’re practically sobbing at the way Mark burrows his cock inside you, fucking you so that you can’t walk the next day. It’s so rough, breasts and body jolting with every movement, and you’re searching for stability by bringing your legs around his waist. You love it rough. Wanting him to use you, use you in any way he wanted. Mark suddenly pulls out almost completely before brutally hitting the spot inside you where you need him the most.

“H-holy shit, Mark.”

He’s so lost in the pleasure, the lewd sounds of his balls slapping against your ass and the feel of your pussy choking his cock like a vice makes it almost painful to hold back his moans. It’s an impossible task though, with you in front of him lost in pleasure, tits bouncing in front of his face with the pretty sounds coming from you. Mark is too close. Embarrassingly close. He wants to prolong this as long as possible because he can’t seem to ever get enough.

“You’re not the sweet, innocent girl everyone thinks you are, are you?” he spits and you’re too fucked out to decipher his words. “W-what,” your words combine with a moan because you yourself feel the forming of another orgasm in your lower abdomen and attempt to meet his thrusts halfway to reach euphoria. Tears are threatening to fall, makeup smeared, but you don’t give a care in the world as Mark continues.

“You act like an innocent school girl who’s gonna break if she receives one insult,” he scoffs. “But you’re not,” before he can finish his string of words, he’s pulling his cock out of you to turn you around onto your stomach. You yelp at the action before you feel his arm hook around your waist, bringing you up to your knees.

“You’re dirty, walking around in clothing that barely covers your body, so what? So you can get fucked?” you gasp as Mark plunges his cock back inside from behind, the new angle making you squirm. He has his lip caught between his teeth as he continues with the pace he exercised prior.

“Mark I-i’ll come,” you're dropping to your elbows after your arms give out. It seems as if Mark is in the same boat as you when his thrusts become faster and more aggressive; if that’s even possible. Your brain feels like a puddle of mush, the band threatening to snap again.

“You got what you wanted,” he leans down to hover against your ear with his chin against your nape, not stopping the addictive pace of his thrusts. “But you got it all wrong.”

“Mark d-don’t stop! Fuck!”

He brings his arm back below you and pinches your clit. "From now on, I'm the only one who gets to fuck you. Got it?" You're not sure if it's the hazy words that come out of his mouth or the way he explores your body, but you're at the point where you'll do anything to get to the goal given that your legs are shaking. You’re so close, and you want it so fucking bad.

“Yes! Fuck yes!”

“So good. Come for me, baby,” He rasps, unable to hide how fucked out he is. With a few more thrusts from Mark, the coil finally snaps and your entire body convulses underneath him. He keeps going even after this, pursuing his high and intensifying the orgasm. You're shaking and sobbing, and it's spreading throughout your body, beginning in your lower belly and progressing throughout. It’s consuming you completely, the addicting high turning your body into a mass of nothing. A moan threatens to escape from your throat, but to no avail, not a single sound comes about.

"Holy shit, so fucking tight," your pussy spasms around his cock, making it difficult for Mark to move, but it's enough for him to reach his, cum painting your walls as he rides out both of your peaks; Your cum and his mix together as it drips down your body.

You feel your entire body collapse back onto the mattress as you come down, and your consciousness battles with the idea of sleep as it wanders.

Not soon after, it finally gives in.

The intense rays of the sun through the drapes forces you awake, eyelids fluttering at the intrusion. You rub your eyes before opening them, and after a few moments, you realize that this isn't your room, and memories from the night before resurface. While twisting your body around to the opposing side, a small smile appears on your lips.

Mark is fast asleep beneath the sheets, his features serene. You simply want to continue watching him sleep with no expression on his face because he's simply, well, gorgeous. But you quickly second-guess yourself and determine that, yes, this is a little weird, therefore getting up to use the restroom to distract yourself was the best decision.

Before your feet can touch the cold floor, a hand wraps around your wrist and pulls you back to your original position. Except, this time, Mark’s arms are wrapped around your entire figure, his chin resting against the crown of your head.

"Let's just stay like this for a little while," he declares, lids remaining closed.

You melt against him, with a small laugh pervading the room, and say, "Okay."

Soon after, you're both falling asleep once more, bodies entangled like they were the night before, but for a completely different reason.

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hi hi !! if you’re taking requests, can you do enhypen x idol!reader where the reader is a host on music bank? thank you :D

MUSIC BANK HOST : idol!enha x idol! reader

𓂂 ˳ enhypen hyung line genre: idol au, fluff, different scenarios warnings: intentional lower case, im gonna split this up into two so maknae line coming soon

lee heeseung ( 이희승 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of (g)-idle, both enhypen and your group had a comeback around the same time so it was bound to happen that your groups would do a dual interview together on music bank. to say heeseung knew about you was an understatement… you were his ultimate idol crush and you knew about him because you found him attractive and liked his groups music, that was it he wasn’t even on your mind like you were on his.heeseung being the fanboy of you that he is couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you and chaemin did your introductions. he was so into you it was obvious to anyone with a pair of two eyes. he was so hypnotized by you that it seemed that he forgot the group that you were apart of the type of members you have.

“ah, yes.” yuqi starts she stood in the middle right beside heeseung who’s gaze was still on you, “I’m happy to once again spend an amazing comeback with my beautiful members, don’t you agree heeseung since you’re so captivated by my beautiful member who’s our mc.” yuqi turns to the boy smiling teasingly as everyone laughs and ohs at her comment towards heeseung who shakes his head in shock at the girl’s confidence to say such a thing. “oh! so you don’t find her beautiful?” yuqi says loudly at the boys head shakes the laughs becoming louder, heeseung opens his mouth to protest but is cut off by your voice, “you don’t find me beautiful?” you join in on the teasing, oh how he wanted to die. but hey, this embarrassing situation of his is how he ended up bumping into you in the hallways and gaining to courage to ask for your number and to clarify that he finds you very beautiful.

park jongseong ( 박종성 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of lesserafim, you and jay hated each other. he didn’t know when it started but he’s pretty sure it was when both of you were trainees, you and him were always at each others necks and that hatred has been going strong from trainee days to the present with both you and him being members of super successful groups of your generation. it was definitely a shock to jay when chaemin asked him to fill in for him for music bank, he agreed of course but was still very shocked. what shocked him even more is instead of seeing eunchae wearing a matching outfit with him he saw you. isn’t it just such a coincidence that both music bank hosts wouldn’t be able to do the show? turns out eunchae was “sick” before you and him could go at each other it was already time to host and to say there was tension between the two of you was an understatement. every group and soloist that the both of you interviewed could feel it as well and your scripts made everything so much more entertaining.

“do I look handsome?” jay asked, reading off of his script he cringed slightly before showing off his outfit to you who covered your face with your cue card. “uh..” you responded as looked at your cue card that told you to agree and say that he does look handsome but instead you burst out in laughter. jay tried his hardest to stay in character but your laugh made it so hard, “are you ok-” he couldn’t get through his sentence before he’s cutting himself off with his own laughter, it’s funny that this situation is what broke the tension and got the two of you to be comfortable with each other the rest of the show.

sim jaeyun ( 심재윤 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re a famous actress, that was known for your role on the glory as young yeonjin. you were definitely a beauty but you played your role so well that it had some people either hate you or utterly terrified of you. jake was one of the people that were utterly terrified of you, in his mind there was no way you were that good of actor to play that role so well. so when jake found out that you were one of the new music bank hosts, he had to mentally prepare himself to face you, the boys told him that he was being ridicules but jake was sure that you were a demon spawn so with that being said jake was shook when he had to stand so close to said demon spawn. seeing you up close was even worse especially since you were so pretty, it’s always the pretty ones is all jake could say to himself. the whole interview he wasn’t buying this bubbly personality that you had going on there was you had to be just putting this on for the cameras, that was until you bumped into him in the halls.

“oh my gosh!” you exclaim at him, smiling brightly as jake looks at you confused, “I was looking for you.” you say walking closer to him. “looking for me?” he asks, “yeah, I love your group and you’re my bias, I was wondering if you could sign my photo card?” jake looks at you in shock for a while, are you really this bubbly and not a demon spawn?, “uh yeah sure.” he hesitantly smiles taking the pink pen and the photo card of him from your hand and signs the back, you smile brightly at him as he gives it back to you, “thank you so much!” you say before heading towards the other direction. jake stares at your retreating figure his mind going a thousand miles, a a pretty bubbly and obviously talented actress who’s obviously into him and he’s gonna let this pass up because he thought you were a demon spawn? no way before he can even process it jake is calling you name and speeding to catch up with you.

park sunghoon ( 박성훈 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of aespa, both you and Sunghoon were known for your icy visuals and you guys were probably the most shipped idols at the moment. everyone thought that you guys would go so well together, little did they know that their ship were already dating. sunghoon was your down bad boyfriend that was your biggest supporter and he always made sure to support you with music bank and he was excited that he would finally get to see the best host that he’s ever seen interview him and his group (he only calls you the best host because you’re his girlfriend.) what he didn’t expect was for chaemin and yours script to be so flirty even when you’re interviewing groups. all he could do when you and chaemin were interviewing him and his group was think who the heck wrote the script and when he can have a talk with them.

sunghoon sulked as he laid on the couch in your dressing room, he watched has you packed up your bag before letting out an annoyed sigh, “what is your problem?” you ask turning towards him but all he responds with is another exaggerated sigh. “what happened to you?” you laugh as you walk over to the boy standing in between his legs as he buries his head on your stomach, “since when did your scripts get so flirty?” he asks but his voice is muffled, “what?” you ask, cupping his face and tilting it up to face you, “since when did your scripts get so flirty?” he repeats playfulness glaring up at you. “they’re not flirty.” you laugh, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, “yes they are, they were never like this when I was a mc.” he whines glaring off to the side. all you could do is laugh at his dramatics, “I only have eyes for you.” you say pressing another kiss to his forehead, “you better.” he says, “I also need to get in contact with your script writer.”

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Yuqi | Lost

(G)I-dle Yuqi x gn!reader words: ~1.5k genre: angst, a bit of fluff/comfort if you squint warnings: implications of them having had an unhealthy relationship

Desc.: In which you meet Yuqi, your ex-girlfriend you had broken up with not long ago, out on the streets and it seems like neither of you has gotten over everything that happened yet.

You're wandering the streets of the city, neon lights up ahead hiding the stars of the night sky. You've been here countless of times before, knowing the paths and the names of the shops by heart. Still, it seems like you’re estranged from everything nowadays. It's been like that ever since your breakup - nothing you do feels right. You go to sleep earlier than usual but when you get up in the morning you seem more exhausted than ever. Your days pass you by as if you were a mere side character in your own life, a tiny detail easily missed. You're well aware that you just ought to give yourself some time for the pain to pass, and to digest everything that happened, but why is it that the feelings of hurt and betrayal feel like a rock in your stomach, so you can barely even force yourself to eat? The sadness has long consumed you, and still you trust that it will pass, but your faith is wearing thin these days.

When you turn the next corner, you halt. Your feet refuse to move any further, and when your eyes begin to distinguish the faces in the mass of people in front of you, you understand why. You gulp as you see her, so as not to throw up when it seems like the rock in your gut wants to get out now. Her features as well are shrouded in a deep sadness, and though it makes your heart ache to see her like that, you dare not to draw near.

"Yuqi," you mutter her name under your breath, hating the way it stings like thorns and yet rolls off your tongue so sweetly at the same time. And then she turns her head, catching sight of you, and your gazes become stuck on each other.

It's like you don't even realize how she’s stepping closer slowly, only when she's standing right in front of you, your world seems to be moving again and all the memories hit you at once, like bullets incessantly raining down on you.

Yuqi opens her mouth, but then closes it again without saying a word. When your eyes meet hers, there's pain apparent behind her gaze - you remember the many expressions she's shown you, the joy, the laughter, the fiery, the playfulness,... everything. You've never seen her this sad.

"Yuqi..." You repeat her name, out loud this time, and she replies,

"We should talk." There's no strength left behind her voice, and you're starting to think that maybe you weren't the only one who's had a rough couple of weeks.

"Sure." You agree without thinking, and your feet carry you to a nearby playground that comes with its own set of memories. Each sitting down on one side of the double swings, your eyes focus on the ground underneath you.

"What do you want to tell me?" you ask.

"What?" she replies. "That sounds like you have nothing to say at all." You merely let out a dry laugh - because of how you should've known she would react like that, and because now, you're not afraid of upsetting her anymore.

"Oh I do," you clarify. "I have a lot to say. I just thought maybe you want to start. But if you're going to be like this again, I'm not so sure if I really want to hear it, to be honest." You hear her gasp, followed by silence. "What?" you add, finally looking up at her to be faced with a bitter expression that's hard to stomach. Maybe you've given up on her enough so her words can't hurt you anymore, but it seems like yours still cut her like a knife.

"I'm sorry..." you hesitantly apologize. "What did you want to say?" Yuqi shakes her head, before getting up off the swing, and for a moment you think she'll just walk away and you'll never see her again. However, when she takes a few steps to stand right in front of you, grabbing the chains holding up the swing you're using, you're surprised to say the least. And a bit reassured too.

"You don't get to talk to me like that," she speaks firmly. "You were the one who threw me away like it was nothing. You were the one who would always avoid me and let things go to shit because you were too scared to say a word." You can see the anger reflecting on her face clearly now, yet you can't shake the feeling that deep down her words are coming from a place of deeply caring about you - even after everything that happened to you two.

"And I get it, but I always gave you time, I always took care of you. You can't blame me that at some point I got tired of being the first one to say something," Yuqi continues, fire flaring up in her gaze that's resting on you. And the more she speaks, the more you feel your resistance against her words falter. "This is why you left, isn't it? You were just waiting for me to start making mistakes so you could finally have an excuse to walk out instead of looking yourself in the mirror and fixing things."

She only stops talking when there's a single teardrop running down your cheek. Unable to look at you like that, she steps away.

"You're right..." you eventually say. "It was my fault, I know that. I was a coward... I was scared to lose you if I said a wrong word. I guess I took you for granted too, as much as I wanted you to just admit you're getting fed up with me and leave."

"Y/N, I really hate you." The words don't have the impact that being told the person you used to date hates you should have, and when she whirls around you know why. She's crying, tears streaming down her face. "I really... hate you..."

You can't watch her like this. You jump up and approach her, wrapping your arms around her and feeling her stiffen up immediately.

"I'm so sorry..." you mumble, but she pushes you away eventually.

"I know you are." She quickly wipes her tears with the sleeves of her cardigan, only for new ones to follow. "But you always are. Being sorry simply isn't enough, do you not understand that?" You can't say anything, so you merely stare blankly at her, until she continues talking in between sobs and sniffles. "I still love you... I hate that I do, because we're not good together. But I do."

"Love..." you call out to her, and it comes out as no more than a whisper. However, she shakes her head firmly.

"Don't call me that..." her voice cracks, like something is crumbling inside her, and you know that this is your last chance to win her back.

"You know..." you begin to talk, "it's funny that we're having this conversation here, isn't it?" When you merely earn yourself a questioning look from her, you elaborate, "I remember last summer when we were here and you told me you liked me." A smile involuntarily creeps onto your face upon thinking back to that day. "I was so happy but I didn't know what to say. So when we were surprised by the rain I was actually glad it started pouring. Because that was the perfect excuse to take your hand and run off with you. And to kiss you in front of that shop later on." Your smile becomes bitter. "I guess looking for excuses was something I've always done. Because I'm a coward..."

"Y/N," Yuqi says. "Being a coward doesn't make you a bad person. I know that's what you think, but you can still try to overcome your fear and communicate. Even if it's late, even if you can’t say what’s bothering you out loud and you write it down instead or whatever. But you don't have to keep it all inside until it explodes and... this happens." She's calmed down a bit, and you feel taken care of just by listening to her speak. Guilt begins to spill inside you, making you feel sick to your stomach. You avert your gaze, unable to look her in the eyes.

"Stop being so kind to me. I thought you hated me."

"Y/N..." she calls out to you, and when you dare to look up, you find her lips grazing yours. She presses a feathery light kiss onto your mouth, tasting both sweet and bitter, and when she pulls away you yearn for more. "We can't go on like we used to, you know that." You stay still, not wanting to admit the painful truth. "I'll wait for you. I promise, I'll wait. I just don't know how long I can take it. How long I can keep loving you while waiting." You understand what she's trying to say, and so you nod, and you lean in just a little bit, waiting for her permission to close the distance between you. She lets out a sigh, tension flowing out of her body as her shoulders slouch over just a bit, and when her eyelids flutter shut, you kiss her, this time properly.

"I'll be better," you whisper against her lips, "and I'll come back to you. I swear."

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kkuramyeons · 3 months

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five times – idol!sakura miyawaki x idol!reader

⋆ four times the idol wanted to give you her number + the one time she did.

pairing: sakura miyawaki x gidle!reader

info: idol! x idol! au, reader is a 00’ liner, and has been down bad for sakura for years despite being known as a playgirl amongst the industry, sakura is also down bad but can’t seem to take the hint or make a move, pining, fluff, gay panic.

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i. the people are talking (let them talk)

“y/n-nnie! tell neverland what you’re most excited about attending the golden disk awards!” ushered minnie as she waved you over to where staff where recording a behind the scenes for your channel’s I-talk.

“aside from our $$$ perfomance and award nomination… i’m very excited to see if I can meet iz*one, i’m a big fan!” you excitedly replied as you sat down on the couch next to minnie.

“oh, is that so?” the older girl smirked as she watched you get flustered at her answer.

before you could reply, a booming voice came from the other side of the room, “yah! y/n-nnie is only excited because she has a huge crush on saku-“ yuqi started, but was cut off by soojin, who ushered her to stop teasing you.

“yah! stop teasing, unnie!” came your reply as your face flushed red, almost having your private business aired to the public.

the teasing continued in the background between you and yuqi while minnie, shuhua and soojin tried to distract the camera by answering more questions and making conversation.

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flashes and shouts from the paparazzi filled the air as iz*one made their way towards the red carpet of the 33rd golden disk awards, excitement buzzing through the members as they posed for the cameras, directed by the mc.

after expressing their feelings on the rookie award nomination, and striking some more poses, the group made their way down the carpet and into the venue, as fans and more paparazzi shouted questions at them.

as sakura made her way behind hyewon, someone had asked her what she thought about g-idle’s performance the day before, to which she curtly replied that she loved it, mentioning your short rap as her favorite part of the performance.

finally, inside the venue, sakura sat down in her assigned seat, when chaeyeon asked if she knew you.

“eh?” came the reply from the japanese idol.

“i’m just saying, someone told me y/n unnie is fond of you. if you want to meet her, just let me know,” shrugged the blonde.

“are you guys talking about y/n?” came a hushed whisper from nako. “i heard she’s already in a dating rumor with a trainee from jyp, you should be careful with a girl like that unnie.”

“i don’t even know her, she’s just interesting, that’s all” sakura replied, playing with the gem of her dress.

“well, she seems sweet. so, if you ever want to meet her, just let me know,” replied chaeyeon as the conversation switched topics.

“maybe I will,” mumbled sakura, switching her attention to the start of the award show, trying to pay no mind to the hushed whispers around her.

ii. the puppy interview

after months of hard work and preparing for a comeback, calvin klein had contacted you to become a brand ambassador, with the opportunity to work alongside other idols and well-known photographers in the industry.

you had ambassador offers from gucci, fendi, and savage x fenti, to name a few. known for your visuals, rapping and producer skills (often called a mini soyeon because of this), you wanted something else to add to your list of things you brought to the table. when working with a label like cube, you had to be prepared to keep the lights on in the building, alongside your members, of course.

and that’s how you ended up doing some solo promotions in the states, as well as promoting your first english single and collaboration with calvin klein.

you sat in a blank set, sitting on the floor with a pastel pink backdrop in the back, trying to make sure every puppy in front of you was equally petted and cared for.

“ah! this is a good question, and believe it or not, I don’t think we get this one very often,” you said in an amused tone as you read it out loud to the cameras in front of you.

“who’s your celebrity crush?” smirking, you picked up one of the puppies and set it in your lap, while grabbing another to do the same.

“hm, I would have to say sakura from le sserafim. she recently changed her hair and I think it makes her look very beautiful. really brings out her eyes,” you mused, hands already busy with searching for another question from the bowl, excited to see how your members and fans would react to the answer.

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the le sserafim members were all sat around a table, cameras pointed at them as they read some comments on live while eating several snacks.

“oh! kkura unnie!” exclaimed eunchae with a grin as she passed snacks to kazuha who accepted them with open arms.

“hm?” came the short reply from the oldest member.

“someone is asking how you reacted at y/n sunbaenim revealing that you were her celebrity crush!”

suddenly, four pair of eyes were on the oldest member, since everyone knew about sakura’s evident crush on you.

“eh?! oh… i was very flattered,” the oldest replied while seemingly trying to keep herself busy with some chips, as her face flushed from the sudden attention on her.

“you should exchange numb-“ yunjin’s loud reply from the other side of the table came, chaewon quickly cutting her off with reading another comment from the section, not really wanting any of her members in a dating scandal so early into their career as a group.

sakura spared a thankful glance at the leader, thinking that maybe, yunjin was right, and that she should remind herself to ask chaewon to give miyeon her number so she could pass it on to you.

iii. run in at hybe

“they really had to leave me in the back of this building, damn” you grumbled as you made your way through the back corridors of the hybe building, in search of the studio where new jeans would be at, so you could help them record some songs for their upcoming album.

after walking around the same spot for a few minutes, you impatiently grabbed your phone from your pocket and started searching for the other producer’s number so you could ask for directions, seeing as your incredible sense of direction was getting you nowhere.

what you didn’t account for though, was literally bumping into what you thought was a wall while you made your way inside the building with your nose stuck in your phone.

“i’m so sorry for bumping into you like that!” exclaimed a voice, hand outstretched to help you up from the floor.

“oh! that’s …” you trailed off, staring up at big doe eyes while you got up from the floor.

regaining your composure and with both feet planted on the floor, you gave an amused grin to the woman in front you.

“it’s a pleasure to finally see you in person, sakura,” you greeted, bowing your head at the older idol.

flustered and with the tip of her ears turning red, the black-haired woman let out a weak chuckle before greeting you back, asking if you needed any directions or any help from her.

when you explained your visit’s purpose, sakura wasted no time in directing you to where new jeans would be at, making small talk on the way to the recording room.

the older woman dropped you off a few doors down from your destination, since her practice room was on the way, and she needed to get back to her training schedule.

watching as your figure entered the studio, she slowly started to enter her designated practice room, pausing when you winked at her before closing the door to the studio and making your way fully inside.

arriving back to practice all red and flustered, sakura slid inside the practice room and leaned against the nearest wall, sighing with her right hand on her chest, near her heart, trying to control her erratic heartbeat as she processed what had just happened, and how she didn’t get your number- again.

iv. jennifer huh strikes again

“okay, hanni , could you sing that line again? I want it to sound more light, airy even.” you instructed the new jeans member from the other side of the recording booth, after volunteering to help produce one of your written songs and another track for the group’s debut album.

you received a thumbs up, which was a signal that the younger idol was ready to give it another go.

“meet me back in five if i matter… to you,” sang the idol, meeting your eyes after that last take.

“perfect! it’s exactly how i pictured it sounding in my head!” came your reply in the recording booth, as you all headed outside the booth for a much-needed break after a day of introductions and recordings. you made it clear to the team behind the album that you wanted the members involved in the process of creating their album, even offering them a chance to write and edit some of your drafts.

“i’ll get some coffee and i’ll be back in 15 to wrap up for today,” you said as you passed the younger idols, with everyone’s coffee orders in hand.

once you opened the door to leave, you were met with jet black hair and a tall female figure at the door.

“hello! y/n sunbaenim! my name is huh yunjin from le sserafim, and after hearing you were here today, I wanted to introduce myself and give you my number to see if you would be interested in helping me produce and record one of my songs,” said the idol with a deep bow.

“oh! hello yunjin. it’s something i might be interested in. since i’m in a rush today, let me give you my number and just text me the demos you have so far and I’ll listen when I can and get back to you, does that sound good?”

the younger girl rapidly nodded her head while shaky hands wrote down your contact information.

with a wave and a small smile, you made your way to the nearest cafe.

yunjin quickly texted the group chat, in disbelief that she actually succeeded her goal.

still a bit nervous from the interaction, yunjin giggled as sakura’s reply lit up her screen.

from: hot girl yunjin

to fearless idols

i’ve done in five minutes what sakura couldn’t do in three years.

from: gaymer kkura

to: fearless idols

i hope the label doesn’t mind having four members.

from: cutest maknae

to: fearless idols

no unnie don’t leave us! T.T

from: gaymer kkura

to: fearless idols

who said i was the one leaving?

v. eunchae’s star diary

after wrapping up the interview with shuhua, eunchae looked around to see if the staff were focused on the two maknaes, but since everyone was busy giving thank yous and

wrapping up, the black-haired girl moved towards her guest with a piece of paper in between her index finger and thumb.

“shuhua unnie! thank you so much for being on the show, I have something to give you before you leave!” the youngest of the two exclaimed as she walked the raven-haired girl outside the filming room.

“ah, eunchae-ssi, thank you for the invitation. that reminds me, I have something for you as well!” the oldest smiled, pulling a piece of crumbled paper out of her hoodie pocket.

eunchae’s eyes widened in anticipation, as she reminded herself of the task at hand, which was to get her oldest unnie a girlfriend (hopefully).

“this is from y/n-nnie, for sakura sunbae,” shuhua whispered as she handed the paper slip to eunchae.

“oh! this is from sakura unnie to y/n sunbaenim as well!” eunchae grinned as both maknaes exchanged paper slips.

“huh, who would’ve thought they had the guts to contact each other,” shuhua giggled as she looked at eunchae with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“mhm, who wouldve thought. good for them though, right?” asked eunchae as she smirked at the oldest of the two.

“mhm. good for them…” shuhua trailed off, being waved over by her manager, signaling that it was time to leave.

“well! thank you again eunchae! you have my number if you need anything! i’m positive we succeeded this time! fighting!” trailed off shuhua as she made her way to the exit along the long corridor.

the youngest giggled at her antics and waved her off, delighted that her plan would surely succeed.

+1 bonus:

from: unknown

hey, it’s sakura. eunchae said shuhua gave me your number?

to: sakura the loml

we meet again, sakura-ssi. funny thing, shuhua said eunchae gave her your number to pass along to me. it’s interesting how things work out, huh?

#le sserafim x reader #sakura miyawaki #sakura miyawaki x reader #le sserafim #girl group imagines #kpop gg #miyawaki sakura x reader #kpop x reader

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