#got7 crash course
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love potion
pairing: seo changbin x gn!reader
wc: 4,9k
featuring: bang chan, lee minho, victon’s subin, the boyz’s haknyeon, i-dle’s soyeon, bts’ jeongguk, got7’s yugyeom, golden child’s donghyun
summary: changbin has been your best friend for years now, harboring feelings for you. on the other hand, you’re too absorbed by the cute hufflepuff quidditch fan to notice.
genres: hogwarts!au, best friends to lovers!au, slytherin!changbin, slytherin!reader, fluff, humor (i tried)
tw: swearing, food, jealousy
notes: moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet. reposting works from my old blog
order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix
networks: @kflixnet @k-labels @straykidsland @kwritersworld
tag list: @badwithten @soobin-chois @raethethey send ask/dm/comment to be added!
“BINNIE!!” you yelled as soon as you spotted your black haired best friend in the crowd at the train station.
Just when he was turning to face you, you crashed into him, and he had to use every strength in his body to not fall over. He held you tight while gently patting your back. Once on the train, you talked about your respective summertime until you arrived at Hogwarts. It was your fifth year for both of you, and you were excited.
“Class started three days ago and I already have four parchments to write plus two exams next week. I know the O.W.L.S. are important but this is straight up overworking poor fifteen years olds. I’m still not over my summer holidays.”
You let out a deep sigh, pushing yourself deeper atop the table, your left cheek on your crossed arms.
Changbin chuckled next to you. “I don’t want to imagine how you’ll react in a few months when we won’t be able to breathe because we’ll crumble under an astronomical amount of homework.”
You straightened your back, eyes wide, then whined and got back to your previous position. “I have astronomy class tonight… how will I survive?”
Your best friend scoffed while rubbing soothing circles on your back. “You’ll be fine. I’ll be there.”
“I won’t survive this year,” you mumbled, eyes closed.
“You’re being overdramatic.”
Of course, you were. People only needed to spend ten minutes with you to know. Changbin liked this side of you, it was always fun to him, how you could say dramatic stuff while looking this cute. You’ll never catch him say that out loud, though.
A few weeks later, Changbin was on his way to his first Quidditch practice with his teammates —you were accompanying them— when a group of Gryffindors came to him, fifth year Haknyeon leading.
“Hey Changbin,” he called, “I bet I’m faster than you on a broom.”
“Is that why I’m on the Quidditch team and you’re not?” he retorted. A few teammates laughed.
Haknyeon scoffed, visibly upset. Then shrugged. “I’ll try not to humiliate you too much.”
“Why don’t you let your broom do the talking? I’m ready to fly whenever you are,” Changbin smirked.
“I’ve seen Haknyeon practice for hours on the Training Grounds,” Yugyeom, beater of your House, whispered to the team.
“Come on, you can win this with your eyes closed,” a Gryffindor encouraged his housemate.
“If the referee asks, I don’t condone this,” Soyeon, captain of the Slytherin team, warned with her hands up.
Changbin and Haknyeon prepared for the race, getting on their brooms.
“Loser buys the butterbeer. That’s you, Ju.”
Ju Haknyeon tsked and you approached your best friend. “Please, don’t end up in the Hospital Wing, Binnie.”
“I thought you had more faith in me,” he winked.
You moved back, rolling your eyes amusedly as they started the race.
“This is the race I didn’t know I wanted,” a Gryffindor said excitedly.
It was tight, until Haknyeon decided to push Changbin. They were going straight to a statue and didn’t seem to realize it. Changbin avoided it with ease though, while Haknyeon wasn’t so lucky, his robes getting caught in the lance’s statue. He kept flying and his robes ripped apart. Your best friend arrived safely on the ground and a few moments later, Haknyeon arrived as well, throwing his broom on the floor in frustration.
Changbin’s teammates were laughing, even Soyeon was giggling. “It was really fun to watch, but we have practice,” Jeongguk, the second beater, announced.
“It was a good race,” Changbin proposed his hand for Haknyeon to shake, which he did.
“It was. Next time I’ll win, though.”
“We’ll see about that. Don’t forget you owe me that butterbeer!”
You all left for the Quidditch Pitch; the team for practice, you to cheer on Changbin from the stands. He always said it helped him do better. So you used practice to do your homework, but always ended up sidetracking, due to a fervent Quidditch fan going to a lot of practices from every house. You often wondered if Subin was twenty four hours in the stands. I mean, you wouldn’t complain, because Subin was a pretty cute Hufflepuff that was always cheering on everyone.
Second Saturday of December, you went to Hogsmeade with your best friend.
“Binnie,” you called from the scarves alley, “how about this one?” He was sitting on a fir green leather bench next to the fitting room in Gladrags Wizardwear, the clothing shop of Hogsmeade.
“Now that is a pretty scarf. Emerald and silver stripes, nice and simple. You see, the purple one wasn’t really going well with the green of your tie and robes.”
“You’re right, I’ll take it,” you smiled.
You turned around and when your eyes landed on someone outside, you stopped yourself and stared, a shy smile on your face. Changbin curiously got up then followed your gaze but, upon seeing nothing, was confused by your behavior.
“What’s going on?”
“Subin walked past and smiled at me,” you beamed.
“Oh, I see. Better pay for the scarf and go if you want to talk to him, then.”
Yes, you had an embarrassing crush on the cutest Hufflepuff ever. Have you talked to him before? Eh. Made a whole conversation? Now, let’s not get over ourselves. He just always smiled when he caught you staring or when you bumped into each other in the hallways. He was just so sweet.
“I still can’t believe you fell for a smile.”
“Those are powerful things, you know?”
Oh, he knew alright. He fell for yours.
“I can’t believe this guy! Five gallions a scarf? It better lasts until the end of my school years,” you huffed loudly, putting away your wallet.
“Stop whining, you bought it anyway.”
“Well yeah, I need to stay warm this winter.”
“Remind me again why you’re buying it now?” His tone was teasing, making your eyes roll.
“A crup destroyed it yesterday during care of magical creatures class but I’m sure you don’t need a reminder,” you answered bitterly. You remembered how his laugh was louder than everyone else’s.
“You’re right. That was so funny.”
You had the urge to smack him but stopped yourself. “Stop mocking me, it was the scarf or my face!”
You didn’t spot Subin again that day, but Haknyeon did buy Changbin butterbeer like promised.
Classes were hard, but you were holding up just fine, compared to your whines the first week. Sometimes you were even a little too enthusiastic, like with the crup.
Now, the only pet that terrorized everyone but Changbin and you is his scops owl, Yogi. He loved you, somehow, while he could tear apart another student just because he walked too close to it for comfort.
Actually, it happened before.
Once.
First year. Yogi was on Changbin’s shoulder as he was walking to the owlery, when a student —was he a Ravenclaw? Probably a 3rd year at the time— bumped into his shoulder by accident. Right before Changbin could do anything, Yogi flew to the guy, lacerated his clothes and skin while giving him pecks, all the while flying around him. The poor Ravenclaw tried to cover his head with his arms.
After a few seconds, Changbin realized the gravity of the situation. He called Yogi who flew right back on his owner’s shoulder, not without barking in the boy’s direction.
The latter slowly dropped his arms on his sides and got up, visibly upset. “He tried to kill me!!”
“Yeah he does that, sorry! It’s nothing personal,” Changbin shrugged. “I suggest you go to the infirmary, dude, it’s not looking good.” He gestured to the upper body of the 3rd year who left in a hurry, a big frown on his face.
Since that day, Yogi stayed in the owlery to avoid having the whole school at Changbin’s throat because of his tiny and aggressive pet. He was happy, though, he could make friends and leave whenever and wherever, instead of being kept in a room full of hormones and sweat. I mean, the choice was quickly made.
The fifth match opposing Slytherin to Hufflepuff was coming soon, and you knew Subin was going to be there. So, as the skilled-at-potion-teenage-witch-in-love you were, your great idea was to induce chocolate chip cookies with a love potion and offer them to him after the match.
“It’s a love potion, what could possibly go wrong?” you whispered to yourself over your cauldron.
I could give you a list.
You purposely kept your plan to yourself, knowing what your best friend would say —and rightfully so, might I add— about the dangers of love potions, but really the most dangerous was amortentia, which was why you chose another one. The potion you decided to make was supposed to bring to the surface already existing feelings, not create an infatuation or obsession. You knew love couldn’t be created by a potion, and you didn’t want that either. Also, it wouldn’t last really long, just two to three hours, enough time for someone to confess their feelings.
Thinking about your best friend, though, you decided to make regular cookies to congratulate him on his next win —you were persuaded Slytherin would win. Once ready, you put them in different bags, naming them ‘S’ for Subin and ‘Q’ for the Quidditch team.
On the day of the match, you walked proudly in the direction of the Quidditch pitch with your potion-induced cookies in one hand and the normal ones in the other.
Arriving at the changing room, you entered with your eyes closed —who knew what you could witness— and called for Changbin.
“Scared of seeing a few muscles, Y/N?” You recognized Jeongguk’s joking voice.
A hand took your wrist and gently pulled you outside before you could reply.
“Is that cookies? For me?”
As you opened your eyes, you saw Changbin reaching for one bag, but you were quick to dodge his hand. “You’ll have to win first.”
“See you soon, then,” he spoke to the cookies with a smirk.
“I came to say good luck. You’re gonna win easily.” He thanked you with a hug.
“Who’s the second bag for?” your best friend asked, and you turned your head in embarrassment. “Let me guess. Subin?”
“Not so loud!” you whisper-shouted as you put your hand over his mouth, having now both bags in the other one.
“Too late.” You turned around super fast, losing your grip on the bags in the process. But no one was behind you. “I was joking,” he laughed, “your face was priceless. We’ll definitely win this match.”
He left you to join his team who was calling for him and you picked up the bags, realizing some cookies were broken. “I should be hexing you!” you shouted but wasn’t sure he heard. You walked up to the stands, searching for familiar faces.
The cookies safely installed in your robes’ pockets, you sat next to your Slytherin friends and watched as the Hufflepuff’s team came flying on the pitch. Next was your house. Changbin was already showing off his flying skills by swirling and spinning around the area. He stopped in front of you and gave you a thumbs up, which, despite the trick he pulled only minutes prior, you mirrored. You could never hate him, even if you tried.
Ten minutes into the match, Juyeon, one of Hufflepuff”s beaters, sent a bludger to your house’s keeper, San. Changbin was quick to borrow Yugyeom’s bat to send the bludger away before it could touch San. You heard someone in the crowd say: “Wow, Changbin is not only fast, he’s pretty strong too.” Damn right.
Your house won 190 to 140. It was time Changbin caught the snitch, or it would’ve been embarrassing for everyone. As promised, you went back to the changing room to deliver the cookies.
“You did so good,” you excitedly said as Changbin took the bag from your hand. “You can share with everyone, I made a lot.”
“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best.”
“You are!” Soyeon chimed in.
“Come on, go talk to your crush. I just saw him leave,” he urged you, pushing you out of the changing room. When you turned around, he wasn’t there anymore.
Subin was walking back to the castle, a little pout on his face. You ran up to him, and called his name. When he saw you, he smiled. “Y/N, hey. What’s up?”
“I, uh, wanted to give you these cookies,” you sheepishly said as you handed him the second bag. He reached for them as he thanked you. “And I’m sorry you guys didn’t win. But, for what it’s worth, you’re first in the course for the House Cup.”
“Thank you, Y/N, it’s really kind of you. Your house team played well, and Changbin is a really skilled seeker.”
“He is,” you acquiesced with a proud smile. Finally, Subin opened the bag and took a relatively complete cookie. “Sorry, I dropped them earlier…”
“No problem, they still look good.” Ah, this smile. Pretty cute. He started chewing, and you kept your eyes on him, waiting for a reaction. “Wow, it’s fantastic!”
“You think?” Your cheeks felt hot, he loved your cookies. One win.
“Really, it’s the best cookie I’ve ever tasted. Which oddly reminds me I have to talk to someone. Thank you again for the cookies, Y/N!” With that, he accidentally dropped the bag and ran to the castle. With fast reflexes, you caught it before it could reach the floor.
You were confused. Did it not work? There was still the ‘S’ written in black on the transparent bag. Did you make a mistake when naming the bags? A vision of horror crossed your mind as you sprinted back to the changing room. You prepared yourself for the worst when entering the room, but nothing seemed weird. Everyone was finishing changing in a good mood. So, either you didn’t exchange the bags and Subin felt nothing for you or no one here liked anyone—you lowkey preferred this second suggestion.
When Changbin saw you, he frowned and approached you. “Are you okay? How did it go?”
“Good, he liked my cookies,” you tried to smile but after running so much, you puffed a bit.
“Then why do you still have them, then?”
“Oh? Right, he, uh, gave them back.”
“That’s not polite,” he said without a shadow of a smile. Was that a clenched jaw?
“He didn’t do it on purpose, I promise.”
“What do you mean? How can you not give back a gift on purpose?” Great question, funny story.
“It’s… complicated.”
Your best friend huffed. “I’ll show him.” He took his stuff and left the changing room under the whole Slytherin Quidditch team confused eyes, and you followed him closely.
“I assure you, it’s nothing.”
“Nothing?” He stopped in his tracks and faced you. “Can I have a cookie, please?”
“No?” You nervously laughed as he raised a brow.
“Why not?”
“Because, uh, the… chocolate is melted. Yeah.”
“I don’t mind.” He extended an arm, palm up to receive a cookie. Refusing meant telling him the truth… “Thanks.”
Like with Subin, you waited for a reaction. “So, what did you want to prove?”
“A point.”
“Which is…?”
“That you put something in these cookies,” he said calmly.
Saying you were shocked was an understatement. “How did you know?!”
“Come on, Y/N, you’ve never baked anything in our five years of friendship and suddenly it’s a whole batch, plus you didn’t want me to touch it before the game. Felt suspicious. But the biggest clue is that you still have the bag.”
“As always, you have an amazing sense of observation,” you muttered, quite embarrassed.
“Yes, and I’m far from being a potion expert, but I honestly believe that your love potion works perfectly.”
What?
He smiled faintly and turned back to the castle, leaving you puzzled and pensive. You didn’t say what kind of potion it was… How did he know?
Lost in thought, you barely reacted when the Slytherin team patted you on the back, thanking you for the cookies, on the way back to celebrate their victory.
Then, it hit you. You ran past the team when they arrived at the stairs, almost tripping over your feet. In your search for your best friend, you bumped into Subin in the Entrance Hall, walking towards the Great Hall.
“Subin?” you called, stopping in front of him. “Are you okay?”
“Never better. You?” Here it was. The genuine and cute smile.
“I’m okay. I don’t really know how to say this but… um…”
“You can tell me anything,” he assured.
“O—okay. I like… you.”
“You mean…” You nodded. He was confused for a few seconds. “Oh. I’m so sorry Y/N, I’m flattered but I don’t feel the same way.”
“Oh, I thought, you know, because you’re always smiling at me…”
“I’m a smiley giggling idiot, that’s for sure. But I’m like that with basically everyone. I’m sorry.” You knew he was genuine, and it somehow made the rejection more bearable.
“It’s alright, I feel better now that I told you.”
Awkward silence —especially on your part.
“You remember earlier when I said I had to talk to someone? Well, it was Chaeyoung. I like her and I don’t know, I just felt the urge to tell her.”
Oh.
“About that…”
“Yes?”
“It’s my fault. There was a love potion that makes you realize your feelings of some sort in the cookie. I wanted to see if you liked me without creating any false feelings. I’m so sorry, I… I shouldn’t have done that,” you muttered, staring at your shoes and picking at your clothes.
“… I see. Thank you for telling me. It’s unconventional for sure, but, thanks to you, I shot my shot.”
You felt like he only reacted that way because he was still under the effects of the potion and you hoped he wouldn’t hate you once it wore off.
“How did it go?”
“She said she liked me too. We’re going on a date tomorrow at Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop.”
“I’m happy for you. Honestly,” you smiled. If he wasn’t going to be happy with you, at least he would be with Chaeyoung, and who were you to hate them or try to change that?
“Thank you, and I’m sorry I can’t return your feelings.”
“No, please, don’t apologize, no one can control those.”
“Not that it changes anything, but I always thought you and Changbin were a thing.”
Wha–
“We’re just best friends.”
“I believe you,” he smiled then reassuringly squeezed your shoulder before finally entering the Great Hall.
You stayed there for a hot minute, mindlessly staring in the distance. Then did the stupidest thing you could do: avoid Changbin, and clearly not tell him about what just happened with Subin.
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
A week later, the last match of the season opposing Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ended with Ravenclaw’s victory 420 to 310. Despite this win, Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup with 910 points. Ravenclaw was close behind with 880 points, Slytherin next with 770 and then Hufflepuff with 470.
Chan made sure to tell Changbin how he was right about his house winning (see Jeongin’s) and when Changbin didn’t seem to hear, he asked what was wrong.
“Y/N is avoiding me.”
“What? Why?”
“Last week, they made a potion… for their crush, and I tasted it. It felt like my love for them only grew stronger —which I thought impossible—, and it made me want to scream how much I loved them. I stopped myself, of course, and that’s the last time we spoke.”
“Tough. Have you tried speaking to them?”
“You’re asking this as if it didn’t cross my mind in a whole week.”
“Mh… Bitter failure, then. Well, you’re in luck! I know a guy who knows a friend of Y/N.”
“I’m afraid to ask where this nonsense is going.”
“Hush. Just say the word and Y/N will probably listen to you.”
This was awfully mysterious. “Probably? How would you do that?”
“That’s for me to deal with and you to be ignorant about. So?”
Changbin sighed deeply, wondering what he did in his past life to deserve such a weird friend. “Okay. Thanks, Chan.”
“No problem, man. Just be in your common room before dinner tonight.
A whole week without speaking to your best friend was pretty hard, but trying not to crumble under tons of homework was harder. To this, Donghyun was a valuable friend. He helped you with every subject you had in common, which was really thoughtful of him.
“So, that’s why reparo can only work on non-edible objects,” your fellow housemate finished as you wrote down the end of his speech.
“Donghyun, you have no idea how thankful I am.” You put down your quill and threw your head back under the laughter of your friend.
“You say that every day.”
“And I mean it every time!”
“That’s kind of you. Tomorrow, same time?” he proposed as he suddenly got up, putting his stuff in his backpack.
“Sure…” you replied, looking at him suspiciously. He never acted like this before.
“Sorry, I have to go. Bye,” he waved at you then left the common room quickly.
Wondering why he left so abruptly, you didn’t notice someone else sitting next to you.
“Hey… Are you mad at me?”
The question taking you aback, you didn’t have it in you to flee again.
“Of course not, Binnie. I’m just embarrassed.”
“Why’s that?”
“Do I really have to remind you?”
He gave you a weak smile. “No…”
“I’m sorry for avoiding you. You didn’t do anything wrong,” you said as you played with the hem of your robe.
“Why did you, then?”
You sighed. “Subin doesn’t like me.”
“I’m sorry, Y/N.”
“Oh, don’t be. Some people are meant to stay unloved.” Changbin would’ve laughed at your dramatics, but it was a serious matter —for him at least.
“Uh, that’s not true. I believe everyone’s loved, it’s just that some don’t act on it.”
“Why?”
“… They’re scared of rejection. Or they have too much pride. They don’t want to ruin a friendship. They’d rather see the other happy with someone else than try to change how the person they love feels about them.”
Suspicious.
Oh, right. The reason why he knew it was a love potion: he liked someone.
“You seem to have thought about it a lot. Do you have feelings for someone, Binnie?”
“N—no, of course not.” The red of his cheeks told a different story.
“And you never knew how to lie. I’ll find out, loverboy.”
“I don’t like anyone!” he tried.
“Nah, I don’t buy that.”
“Would you look at that,” he looked at his watch, “it’s time for dinner.”
He regretted saying that the second he sat at the Slytherin table.
“Minho, do you know who Binnie likes? He denies it but I know he does.”
Minho gave a pointed look at your best friend but the latter just looked away.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Someone from your year probably.”
Changbin widened his eyes at Minho who didn’t give away any expression because you were looking at him.
“I knew it! Binnie, you sneaky imp, you won’t even tell your best friend!”
“I have my reasons,” he muttered as he avoided your gaze.
“What, is it Tzuyu?”
“No, no.”
“Wooyoung, then?”
“Uh, no.”
“Yeonjun?!”
“No!”
Minho deadpanned as you kept throwing names. You were so oblivious that it was painful for the two boys. Changbin was stammering but you could tell he was being sincere.
“Which house?” you asked Minho, knowing Changbin wouldn’t tell.
He hesitated. Their eyes met and they had a whole unspoken conversation. Finally, Minho turned to you.
“Slytherin.”
Happy, you scanned the table to see who it could be. “I’ll find out sooner or later!”
“Try a mirror,” Changbin wanted to tell you.
Desperately wanting to change the subject, he announced: “I think I’ll try out for the beater position next year.”
Right, it was Yugeom and Jeongguk’s last year at Hogwarts.
“It’s true you’re getting buff,” you commented, mindlessly feeling his arm with your fingers.
His face became so red, Minho laughed for a good minute after that, much to Changbin’s embarrassment and your confusion. “What did I do?”
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On a warm day of June, Changbin finally had enough. He had to let you know about his feelings.
He lowkey regretted not making you eat your own cookies back in May, and he couldn’t brew the potion himself, because he wasn’t fond of that subject. You were the genius there, not him.
The best way to make you realize your own feelings —friendship or love for him, any was fine but he had to know— was to ask you.
What, you thought he was gonna give an elaborate plan?
Changbin wasn’t the type to plan. He would cut to the chase and be honest. He hoped you would be too.
He had a small smile on his face while waiting for you in the common room. It widened when his eyes fell on your frame, then fell seeing Donghyun walking through the door after you. It wasn’t part of the plan image of your conversation he created in his mind.
To be fair, when asked to come, you said you were coming soon, but didn’t specify with who or what you were going to do. Now it was clear that the subject of your ‘visit’ was working on essays with your favorite tutor.
Fighting it was useless, Changbin’s jealousy was here to stay. He watched as you both sat at the large table in the middle of the room, putting your stuff out and starting to work on defense against the dark arts. He came closer, until you spotted him and shot him your best smile.
His heart pounded at this simple gesture. “Binnie! Come, we’re doing our essay on ghouls. Have you finished it?”
“Of course,” he answered, trying to sound smug, but the look of adoration you gave him weakened him, and he swallowed with difficulty.
Donghyun chuckled a bit at the scene, resulting in your best friend shooting him a glare. You could only amusedly smile at Changbin before reporting your attention to your parchment. He sat across from you, handing you his own neatly written essay.
“Don’t copy word for word,” he demanded as he crossed his arms over his chest before resting them on the table.
“I will only add the few facts I missed,” you promised, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze, a blush creeping up on your cheeks and ears. Your parchment seemed not filled enough.
You worked for about two hours with Donghyun and your best friend was there the whole time, watching you guys write and helping here and there when he could. After your friend left under your thanks to go with other friends, Changbin took his place next to you, and fixed his robe’s sleeves.
“I need to ask you something.”
He seemed nervous, you noted. “I’m all ears.”
Here goes nothing.
“Do you still like Subin?”
Sorry, what? “Huh? Why do you ask?”
“Just curious,” he shrugged, but you noticed the blush creeping up his cheeks.
“No.”
“Okay… do you like anyone else?”
“Yes.”
He swallowed audibly. “Who is the lucky one?”
“I’ll tell you if you tell me.” Here was your chance to discover if your early conversation with Donghyun was true.
“Tell you what?”
“Who you like.”
There was no escaping this, so he gulped and nodded, “Okay.”
You counted to three, and both said: “you.”
“Me?” Changbin’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“How thick is your damn skull? I mean I love you.”
“Wh– You…” You used the L word!!!! “You’re one to talk! I’ve loved you for years and you’ve never figured it out!”
“It’s true, I’ve been pretty clueless. But! Donghyun and I–” Changbin slightly grimaced at the name. “talked on our way here and he told me how everyone around us thought we were together,” you pointed a finger to the both of you, “him included.”
“Oh…”
You faced the table, reflecting on your oblivious actions.
“Subin too, by the way.”
“Y/N,” he softly called.
“So yeah, I guess I’m the last person to realize my feelings like a stupid kid.”
“Y/N.”
“I’m sorry it took me this long, but hey, at least now you know.”
“Y/N!” he said firmly.
“Yeah?”
“Everyone is watching us right now…”
Indeed, as you looked around, you saw Slytherins of various years talking to each other, their eyes on you both. Your dramatic self had to say something.
“Oh I’m sorry, did you guys think this was a reality show? Are our lives that interesting compared to your boring ones? You better go elsewhere before my boyfriend and I hex the shit out of y’all!”
They quickly cleared out the room, some rolling their eyes and others with an amused smile on their faces. Minho came into view, displaying a knowing smirk as he walked to you. Changbin was as red as a rubis, shocked by what you just called him.
“Took you long enough, Y/N.”
Realization hit, your face and ears burned as you avoided facing any of the boys.
“Shut up, Minho.”
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Thank you so much! I'm glad you think so! I wasn't exactly sure if I got the right image.. but after a little discussion with the people from @got7writerscollective and a very intriguing picture I came up with this! Hope you like it!!!
Skaterboi
Pairing: Kim Yugyeom (GOT7) x GN!Reader; Genre: Skater AU, Fluff, Strangers to lovers, Humour; Rating: sfw, PG - 13; Warnings: Yugyeom being a tease, skating and not being good at it, some kisses; Wordcount: 988
Summary: A leap of faith brought you together. Or maybe it was your leap of not being able to skate and crashing right into him. Whatever it was you still loved watching him in his element.
“He’s so cool!”
You bit on your lower lip, trying to prevent your proud smile upon hearing the kids gasping in awe.
“When I grow up I wanna be like him!”
“Me too!”
“One day I’ll just be as good, for sure!”
Your eyes wandered from the kids to the man they were admiring, your smile now on full display. It didn’t surprise you that they looked up to him.
You caught his attention, making him smirk mischievously. He did another flip before he almost calmly rolled around the course, only to lift his shirt and wink at you, sticking out his tongue teasingly.
Yugyeom was in his element. Free, wild, stunningly handsome and confident in what he did. Anybody would fall for him. You most certainly did. Quite literally even. Well. Almost.
A year ago you had discovered your old skates again and after trying them on and noticing they still fit you, you felt the incredible urge to try skating again. What could have gone wrong. Skating was like riding a bike, wasn’t it? At least that’s what you thought. But you were incredibly wrong.
The minute you stood up from the bench at the skatepark, you started wobbling around, arms making big circles in hopes to keep you steady. That’s when you started to roll. Panic was written all over your face since you hadn’t intended to leave the bench or anything in general. After all, you wanted to have something like a handrail for support, but now you rolled into open space and had no idea what to do.
At the same time Yugyeom arrived on his board with a few friends, chatting with them while rolling through the park. He didn’t see you but as soon as he heard your panic screech his head whipped around. He didn’t have much time and he moved rather on instinct than knowing what he was doing.
You on the other hand were quite sure that you blacked out, because the next thing you knew, was how you clung to a very tall and very handsome guy for dear life. “I’m so sorry.”
“No worries, you alright?”
You swallowed harshly and avoided looking at him. You desperately wanted to flee the situation but you knew you would make a fool out of yourself the moment you would let go of him.
“First time skating?”
“What? No! I used to skate quite a bit when I was younger!”
He huffed in amusement, moving one of his hands away from your body. He kicked his board up and caught it in his free hand. “Let me help you, sweetheart.”
If the embarrassment wasn’t enough to heat your face, that little word sure did the trick. Still, you thanked him, telling him where your stuff was.
“Maybe you should start skateboarding instead”, he said, lifting his board to underline his statement. “It’s easier to jump off it when you lose control.”
“I think I should stay away from any of that to be honest.” You still held on to him, basically in tow while he walked to your stuff. For a minute you even worried that you might be hurting him with your grip but since he didn’t say anything, you quickly forgot about it again.
“I can’t keep it at that now. Let me show you the joy of skateboarding.”
You were still sceptical but agreed nonetheless under the condition he showed you first before you would try anything.
And so he did. He moved around swiftly with the biggest grin on his face possible. At one point it even looked like he had wings on his back, carrying him through the air with each flip.
You watched him in awe, falling for his carefree attitude and the lightness of his movements. You still stared at him with a slightly agape mouth when he stopped in front of you, pushing his hair out of his face and grinning down at you.
“Your turn.”
You literally heard glass shatter inside of your mind, picturing you on that skateboard, being as elegant as a fish out of water. “Are you sure?”
“Absolutely!” He nodded and held one of his hands out for you to grab it.
And even though it might sound clishé, the moment you grabbed his hand was the moment your life changed. Okay, maybe it was the moment you crashed into him.
The first few weeks you simply met every now and then, after that you hung out regularly - even staying at each other's place for the night. And seven months ago Yugyeom asked you to be his.
Even though a year had passed Yugyeom still hadn’t given up on teaching you how to skate. Hence the reason he stopped in front of you again, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips.
“Your turn”, he grinned.
You rolled your eyes but stood up anyway. “You know I actually practised and came up with a move I’m very confident in!”
Yugyeom’s eyes widened in surprise, followed by an excited and proud smile. He followed you like a big puppy, his teasing attitude gone momentarily. He stopped in front of the ramp you had jumped up on, a quizzical and slightly worried expression adorning his features.
“You ready?”
Yugyeom nodded tentatively.
You grinned brightly and sat down on the skateboard, pushing yourself down the ramp with your hands, whoo-ing as you rolled towards Yugyeom. You raised your hands over your head, making grabby motions until Yugyeom caught them and stopped you in front of him.
The minute you looked up to him, he burst into a fit of manic laughter, going down to his knees and doubling over. “You could become a pro”, he wheezed and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you with his board closer against him. “Gosh, I love you.” With that he kissed you again, still snickering into the kiss.
“Love you too, skaterboi.”
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Idk who mark is or what group he's from but I just saw one of your posts and B O I
B O I
allow me to introduce you to one of the many loves of my life (this is gonna turn into a shitty crash course)
Mark motherfucking Tuan from thot7 GOT7
okay where do i start with this boi…
first of all, mark is the visual of got7. i mean, just look at him. he’s…he’s gorgeous. (all of got7 is gorgeous imo, no visual holes here, but he’s the official visual.) his smile cures cancer and his winks induce death. he also has the cu t e s t fucking laugh ever, it will brighten your day, here’s a 3 minute video of mark laughing and being cute as shit.
for some reason half the fandom has this intense “bad boy” image of him, especially in a lot of headcanons/fics/other content about him. but honestly mark is a soft shy bean???
YEEEEEAAAHH OKAY I CAN SEE WHERE THEY’RE COMING FROM…but no matter what you say or how many times i see his 151231 look-
OKAY IN MY DEFENSE HIS SHIRT IS PRACTICALLY SEE THROUGH SOMEONE CONTAIN HIM (watch the fancams you wont regret it ;))
ANYWAYS i still stand by mark is a soft shy bean and a ball of fluff.
MOVING ON…
mark is the main rapper of got7, although uh…got7 isn’t really a hip-hop focused group (no matter what claims they made during their debut era.) so his rapping is pretty….mediocre lmao. it’s more of a matter of jyp not really letting them show off any rap skills they might have because their songs aren’t rap oriented. BUT HONESTLY? i still loving hearing his verses because his voice will make you bust a nut istg i remember v clearly my first impression of mark and i’d like to share it with you- luckily they’re all labelled by name at the start here. it;s one of the GOT the stage performances, which essentially is when the perform one of their songs in a mini-mv with only like 3 of the members and they all do their parts (and sometimes other members parts) and the one that got me was mark, jinyoung and yugyeom’s stage of paradise. that was the first time i properly heard mark’s voice and i just. nut. every time.
he’s also the one in charge of martial arts tricking, so essentially flips and acrobatic shit. it is AWESOME.
he does some p cool shit but i need to use less gifs in this bc this post is already long af and is not even finished lmao
he’s also the oldest member of got7, but really doesn’t act like it LMAO. the only member who can pull the “hyung” card on jaebum (the leader). he just…really doesnt act like the oldest lololol he’s such a baby sometimes omfg i love him…he’s always being a lil shit to his members in really subtle ways?? he’s not the usual “mum” stereotype we see from most oldest members (for got7, the mum is jinyoung. he even said it himself.) he’s just one giant manchild and im honestly living for it.
oh yeah how could i almost forget…he’s american (but of taiwanese descent) and his hometown is LA, making him a native english speaker. he’s part of the foreigner line along with jackson (chinese, also speaks english and like 50 billion other languages) and bambam (thai, speaks english and thai as well, and my ULTIMATE BIAS KLDFHHKDFGKK) so those three are p close, he’s often shipped with the two of them and also jinyoung for some reason im yet to see so his main ships are markson (mark x jackson, probably the most popular ship bc they even ship it themselves as seen on the markson show on asc, plus jackson is gay for like everyone in the group), markbam (mark x bambam) and markjin. (mark x jinyoung).
mark was p shy and quiet at first??? he definitely still is, he’s an introvert (more specifically an ISTJ if you’re curious) and that’s kinda his defining trait, but he certainly knows how to let loose and be loud and obnoxious, probably props to jackson and bambam lmao. you mainly see him become more wild when the other members are as well bc its more comfortable for him, but he definitely won’t be the one to start it. even tho 5 out of 7 members of got7 are introverts, they’re all really fucking loud at some points (especially jackson, bambam and youngjae) and they got the fan-dubbed name thot7 for a reason. just look at them.
there is SO MUCH HAPPENING in this gif but i honestly think its the quickest and most accurate summary of got7 you can find out there, except for the fact that jackson is the only one being remotely normal (which usually is quite the contrary). mark is the one in the purple shirt grinding in the air lmao (and yes, jinyoung IS trying to choke yugyeomt here that prooobably wasn’t accidental).
this got WAY longer than originally planned, it was meant to just be “mark huh well hes from got7 heres some nice gifs now stan got7″ but it turned into a guide to mark tuan for dummies. you’re welcome, honestly if you read this far im impressed, i was just rambling about him lmaooo
in conclusion, i’ll use a quote from my good friend to wrap this up
“there’s not many other people in this world i’d rather date than mark tuan.”
~ @multikverse
honestly i think the best part of all this is i managed to write like an entire essay on mark and i don’t even bias him, LMAO (bambam ult here plus double bias w jackson)
#Anonymous#mark#mark tuan#got7#got7 mark#got7 mark tuan#guide to mark tuan#thot7#ahgase#igot7#got7 crash course#amerithaikong#markson#markbam#markjin
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love potion
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wc: 4,9k
pairing: seo changbin x gn!reader
featuring: lee minho, victon's subin, the boyz's haknyeon, i-dle's soyeon, bts' jeongguk, got7's yugyeom, golden child's donghyun
summary: changbin has been your best friend for years now, harboring feelings for you. on the other hand, you're too absorbed by the cute hufflepuff quidditch fan to notice.
genres: hogwarts!au, best friends to lovers!au, slytherin!changbin, slytherin!reader, fluff, humor (i tried)
tw: one curse word, idiots in love
notes: hey hey hey!! would you look at that, i actually can write long fics for my baby changbinnie. also it's heavily inspired by the wizarding world but what's new? enjoy this one! moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet
order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix
networks: @ficscafe @kflixnet @k-radio
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hogwarts series tag list: @starlighthan @sulfurcosmos @zeawkwardpterodactyl
“BINNIE!!” you yelled as soon as you spotted your black haired best friend in the crowd at the train station.
Just when he was turning to face you, you crashed into him, and he had to use every strength in his body to not fall over. He held you tight while gently patting your back. Once on the train, you talked about your respective summertime until you arrived at Hogwarts. It was your fifth year for both of you, and you were excited.
“Class started three days ago and I already have four parchments to write plus two exams next week. I know the O.W.L.S. are important but this is straight up overworking poor fifteen years olds. I’m still not over my summer holidays.”
You let out a deep sigh, pushing yourself deeper atop the table, your left cheek on your crossed arms.
Changbin chuckled next to you. “I don’t want to imagine how you’ll react in a few months when we won’t be able to breathe because we’ll crumble under an astronomical amount of homework.”
You straightened your back, eyes wide, then whined and got back to your previous position. “I have astronomy class tonight… how will I survive?”
Your best friend scoffed while rubbing soothing circles on your back. “You’ll be fine. I’ll be there.”
“I won’t survive this year,” you mumbled, eyes closed.
“You’re being overdramatic.”
Of course, you were. People only needed to spend ten minutes with you to know. Changbin liked this side of you, it was always fun to him, how you could say dramatic stuff while looking this cute. You’ll never catch him say that out loud, though.
A few weeks later, Changbin was on his way to his first Quidditch practice with his teammates —you were accompanying them— when a group of Gryffindors came to him, fifth year Haknyeon leading.
“Hey Changbin,” he called, “I bet I’m faster than you on a broom.”
“Is that why I’m on the Quidditch team and you’re not?” he retorted. A few teammates laughed.
Haknyeon scoffed, visibly upset. Then shrugged. “I’ll try not to humiliate you too much.”
“Why don’t you let your broom do the talking? I’m ready to fly whenever you are,” Changbin smirked.
“I’ve seen Haknyeon practice for hours on the Training Grounds,” Yugyeom, beater of your House, whispered to the team.
“Come on, you can win this with your eyes closed,” a Gryffindor encouraged his housemate.
“If the referee asks, I don’t condone this,” Soyeon, captain of the Slytherin team, warned with her hands up.
Changbin and Haknyeon prepared for the race, getting on their brooms.
“Loser buys the butterbeer. That’s you, Ju.”
Ju Haknyeon tsked and you approached your best friend. “Please, don’t end up in the Hospital Wing, Binnie.”
“I thought you had more faith in me,” he winked.
You moved back, rolling your eyes amusedly as they started the race.
“This is the race I didn’t know I wanted,” a Gryffindor said excitedly.
It was tight, until Haknyeon decided to push Changbin. They were going straight to a statue and didn’t seem to realize it. Changbin avoided it with ease though, while Haknyeon wasn’t so lucky, his robes getting caught in the lance’s statue. He kept flying and his robes ripped apart. Your best friend arrived safely on the ground and a few moments later, Haknyeon arrived as well, throwing his broom on the floor in frustration.
Changbin’s teammates were laughing, even Soyeon was giggling. “It was really fun to watch, but we have practice,” Jeongguk, the second beater, announced.
“It was a good race,” Changbin proposed his hand for Haknyeon to shake, which he did.
“It was. Next time I’ll win, though.”
“We’ll see about that. Don’t forget you owe me that butterbeer!”
You all left for the Quidditch Pitch; the team for practice, you to cheer on Changbin from the stands. He always said it helped him do better. So you used practice to do your homework, but always ended up sidetracking, due to a fervent Quidditch fan going to a lot of practices from every house. You often wondered if Subin was twenty four hours in the stands. I mean, you wouldn’t complain, because Subin was a pretty cute Hufflepuff that was always cheering on everyone.
Second Saturday of December, you went to Hogsmeade with your best friend.
“Binnie,” you called from the scarves alley, “how about this one?” He was sitting on a fir green leather bench next to the fitting room in Gladrags Wizardwear, the clothing shop of Hogsmeade.
“Now that is a pretty scarf. Emerald and silver stripes, nice and simple. You see, the purple one wasn’t really going well with the green of your tie and robes.”
“You’re right, I’ll take it,” you smiled.
You turned around and when your eyes landed on someone outside, you stopped yourself and stared, a shy smile on your face. Changbin curiously got up then followed your gaze but, upon seeing nothing, was confused by your behavior.
“What’s going on?”
“Subin walked past and smiled at me,” you beamed.
“Oh, I see. Better pay for the scarf and go if you want to talk to him, then.”
Yes, you had an embarrassing crush on the cutest Hufflepuff ever. Have you talked to him before? Eh. Made a whole conversation? Now, let’s not get over ourselves. He just always smiled when he caught you staring or when you bumped into each other in the hallways. He was just so sweet.
“I still can’t believe you fell for a smile.”
“Those are powerful things, you know?”
(っ◔◡◔)っ ✿
“I can’t believe this guy! Five gallions a scarf? It better lasts until the end of my school years,” you huffed loudly, putting away your wallet.
“Stop whining, you bought it anyway.”
“Well yeah, I need to stay warm this winter.”
“Remind me again why you’re buying it now?” His tone was teasing, making your eyes roll.
“A crup destroyed it yesterday during care of magical creatures class but I’m sure you don’t need a reminder,” you answered bitterly. You remembered how his laugh was louder than everyone else’s.
“You’re right. That was so funny.”
You had the urge to smack him but stopped yourself. “Stop mocking me, it was the scarf or my face!”
You didn’t spot Subin again that day, but Haknyeon did buy Changbin butterbeer like promised.
Classes were hard, but you were holding up just fine, compared to your whines the first week. Sometimes you were even a little too enthusiastic, like with the crup.
Now, the only pet that terrorized everyone but Changbin and you is his scops owl, Yogi. He loved you, somehow, while he could tear apart another student just because he walked too close to it for comfort.
Actually, it happened before.
Once.
First year. Yogi was on Changbin’s shoulder as he was walking to the owlery, when a student —was he a Ravenclaw? Probably a 3rd year at the time— bumped into his shoulder by accident. Right before Changbin could do anything, Yogi flew to the guy, lacerated his clothes and skin while giving him pecks, all the while flying around him. The poor Ravenclaw tried to cover his head with his arms.
After a few seconds, Changbin realized the gravity of the situation. He called Yogi who flew right back on his owner’s shoulder, not without barking in the boy’s direction.
The latter slowly dropped his arms on his sides and got up, visibly upset. “He tried to kill me!!”
“Yeah he does that, it’s nothing personal,” Changbin shrugged. “I suggest you go to the infirmary, dude, it’s not looking good.” He gestured to the upper body of the 3rd year who left in a hurry, a big frown on his face.
Since that day, Yogi stayed in the owlery to avoid having the whole school at Changbin’s throat because of his tiny but aggressive pet. He was happy, though, he could make friends and leave whenever and wherever, instead of being kept in a room full of hormones and sweat. I mean, the choice was quickly made.
The fifth match opposing Slytherin to Hufflepuff was coming soon, and you knew Subin was going to be there. So, as the skilled-at-potion-teenage-witch-in-love you were, your great idea was to induce chocolate chip cookies with a love potion and offer them to him after the match.
“It’s a love potion, what could possibly go wrong?” you whispered to yourself over your cauldron. I could give you a list.
You purposely kept your plan to yourself, knowing what your best friend would say —and rightfully so, might I add— about the dangers of love potions, but really the most dangerous was amortentia, which was why you chose another one. The potion you decided to make was supposed to bring to the surface already existing feelings, not create an infatuation or obsession. You knew love couldn’t be created by a potion, and you didn’t want that either. Also, it wouldn’t last really long, just two to three hours, enough time for someone to confess their feelings.
Thinking about your best friend, though, you decided to make regular cookies to congratulate him on his next win —you were persuaded Slytherin would win. Once ready, you put them in different bags, naming them ‘S’ for Subin and ‘Q’ for the Quidditch team.
On the day of the match, you walked proudly in the direction of the Quidditch pitch with your potion-induced cookies in one hand and the normal ones in the other.
Arriving at the changing room, you entered with your eyes closed —who knew what you could witness— and called for Changbin.
“Scared of seeing a few muscles, Y/N?” You recognized Jeongguk’s joking voice.
A hand took your wrist and gently pulled you outside before you could reply.
“Is that cookies? For me?”
As you opened your eyes, you saw Changbin reaching for one bag, but you were quick to dodge his hand. “You’ll have to win first.”
“See you soon, then,” he spoke to the cookies with a smirk.
“I came to say good luck. You’re gonna win easily.” He thanked you with a hug.
“Who’s the second bag for?” your best friend asked, and you turned your head in embarrassment. “Let me guess. Subin?”
“Not so loud!” you whisper-shouted as you put your hand over his mouth, having now both bags in the other one.
“Too late.” You turned around super fast, losing your grip on the bags in the process. But no one was behind you. “I was joking,” he laughed, “your face was priceless. We’ll definitely win this match.”
He left you to join his team who was calling for him and you picked up the bags, realizing some cookies were broken. “I should be hexing you!” you shouted but wasn’t sure he heard. You walked up to the stands, searching for familiar faces.
The cookies safely installed in your robes’ pockets, you sat next to your Slytherin friends and watched as the Hufflepuff’s team came flying on the pitch. Next was your house. Changbin was already showing off his flying skills by swirling and spinning around the area. He stopped in front of you and gave you a thumbs up, which, despite the trick he pulled only minutes prior, you mirrored. You could never hate him, even if you tried.
Ten minutes into the match, Juyeon, one of Hufflepuff”s beaters, sent a bludger to your house’s keeper, San. Changbin was quick to borrow Yugyeom’s bat to send the bludger away before it could touch San. You heard someone in the crowd say: “Wow, Changbin is not only fast, he’s pretty strong too.” Damn right.
Your house won 190 to 140. It was time Changbin caught the snitch, or it would’ve been embarrassing for everyone. As promised, you went back to the changing room to deliver the cookies.
“You did so good,” you excitedly said as Changbin took the bag from your hand. “You can share with everyone, I made a lot.”
“Thanks Y/N, you’re the best.”
“You are!” Soyeon chimed in.
“Come on, go talk to your crush. I just saw him leave,” he urged you, pushing you out of the changing room. When you turned around, he wasn’t there anymore.
Subin was walking back to the castle, a little pout on his face. You ran up to him, and called his name. When he saw you, he smiled. “Y/N, hey. What’s up?”
“I, uh, wanted to give you these cookies,” you sheepishly said as you handed him the second bag. He reached for them as he thanked you. “And I’m sorry you guys didn’t win. But, for what it’s worth, you’re first in the course for the House Cup.”
“Thank you, Y/N, it’s really kind of you. Your house team played well, and Changbin is a really skilled seeker.”
“He is,” you acquiesced with a proud smile. Finally, Subin opened the bag and took a relatively complete cookie. “Sorry, I dropped them earlier…”
“No problem, they still look good.” Ah, this smile. Pretty cute. He started chewing, and you kept your eyes on him, waiting for a reaction. “Wow, it’s fantastic!”
“You think?” Your cheeks felt hot, he loved your cookies. One win.
“Really, it’s the best cookie I’ve ever tasted. Which oddly reminds me I have to talk to someone. Thank you again for the cookies, Y/N!” With that, he accidentally dropped the bag and ran to the castle. With fast reflexes, you caught the cookies before they could reach the floor.
You were confused. Did it not work? There was still the ‘S’ written in black on the transparent bag. Did… did you make a mistake when naming the bags? A vision of horror crossed your mind as you sprinted back to the changing room. You prepared yourself for the worst when entering the room, but nothing seemed weird. Everyone was finishing changing in a good mood. So, either you didn’t exchange the bags and Subin felt nothing for you or no one here liked anyone—you lowkey preferred this second suggestion.
When Changbin saw you, he frowned and approached you. “Are you okay? How did it go?”
“Good, he liked my cookies,” you tried to smile but after running so much, you puffed a bit.
“Then why do you still have them, then?”
“Oh? Right, he, uh, gave them back.”
“That’s not polite,” he said without a shadow of a smile. Was that a clenched jaw?
“He didn’t do it on purpose, I promise.”
“What do you mean? How can you not give back a gift on purpose?” Great question, funny story.
“It’s… complicated.”
Your best friend huffed. “I’ll show him.” He took his stuff and left the changing room under the whole Slytherin Quidditch team confused eyes, and you followed him closely.
“I assure you, it’s nothing.”
“Nothing?” He stopped in his tracks and faced you. “Can I have a cookie, please?”
“No?” You nervously laughed as he raised a brow.
“Why not?”
“Because, uh, the… chocolate is melted. Yeah.”
“I don’t mind.” He extended an arm, palm up to receive a cookie. Refusing meant telling him the truth… “Thanks.”
Like with Subin, you waited for a reaction. “So, what did you want to prove?”
“A point.”
“Which is…?”
“That you put something in these cookies,” he said calmly.
Saying you were shocked was an understatement. “How did you know?!”
“Come on, Y/N, you’ve never baked anything in our five years of friendship and suddenly it’s a whole batch, plus you didn’t want me to touch it before the game. Felt suspicious. But the biggest clue is that you still have the bag.”
“As always, you have an amazing sense of observation,” you muttered, quite embarrassed.
“Yes, and I’m far from being a potion expert, but I honestly believe that your love potion works perfectly.”
What?
He smiled faintly and turned back to the castle, leaving you puzzled and pensive. You didn’t say what kind of potion it was… How did he know?
Lost in your thought, you barely reacted when the Slytherin team patted you on the back, thanking you for the cookies, on the way back to celebrate their victory.
Then, it hit you. You ran past the team when they arrived at the stairs, almost tripping over your feet. In your search for your best friend, you bumped into Subin in the Entrance Hall, walking towards the Great Hall.
“Subin?” you called, stopping in front of him. “Are you okay?”
“Never better. You?” Here it was. The genuine and cute smile.
“I’m okay. I don’t really know how to say this but… um…”
“You can tell me anything.”
“O—okay. I like… you.”
“You mean…” You nodded. He was confused for a few seconds. “Oh. I’m so sorry Y/N, I’m flattered but I don’t feel the same way.”
“Oh, I thought, you know, because you’re always smiling at me…”
“I’m a smiley giggling idiot, that’s for sure. But I’m like that with basically everyone. I’m sorry.” You knew he was genuine, and it somehow made the rejection more bearable.
“It’s alright, I feel better now that I told you.”
Awkward silence —especially on your part.
“You remember earlier when I said I had to talk to someone? Well, it was Chaeyoung. I like her and I don’t know, I just felt the urge to tell her.”
Oh.
“About that…”
“Yes?”
“It’s my fault. There was a love potion that makes you realize your feelings of some sort in the cookie. I wanted to see if you liked me without creating any false feelings. I’m so sorry, I… I shouldn’t have done that,” you muttered, staring at your shoes and picking at your clothes.
“… I see. Thank you for telling me. It’s unconventional for sure, but, thanks to you, I shot my shot.”
You felt like he only reacted that way because he was still under the effects of the potion and you hoped he wouldn’t hate you once it wears off.
“How did it go?”
“She said she liked me too. We’re going on a date tomorrow at Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop.”
“I’m happy for you. Honestly,” you smiled. If he wasn't going to be happy with you, at least he would be with Chaeyoung, and who were you to hate them or try to change that?
“Thank you, and I’m sorry I can’t return your feelings.”
“No, please, don’t apologize, no one can control those.”
“Not that it changes anything, but I always thought Changbin and you were a thing.”
Wha–
“We’re just best friends.”
“I believe you,” he smiled then reassuringly squeezed your shoulder before finally entering the Great Hall.
You stayed there for a hot minute, mindlessly staring in the distance. Then did the stupidest thing you could do: avoid Changbin, and clearly not tell him about what just happened with Subin.
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A week later, the last match of the season opposing Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ended with Ravenclaw’s victory 420 to 310. Despite this win, Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup with 910 points. Ravenclaw was close behind with 880 points, Slytherin next with 770 and then Hufflepuff with 470.
Chan made sure to tell Changbin how he was right about his house winning (see Jeongin’s) and when Changbin didn’t seem to hear, he asked what was wrong.
“Y/N is avoiding me.”
“What? Why?”
“Last week, they made a potion… for their crush, and I tasted it. It felt like my love for them only grew stronger —which I thought impossible—, and it made me want to scream how much I loved them. I stopped myself, of course, and that’s the last time we spoke.”
“Tough. Have you tried speaking to them?”
“You’re asking this as if it didn’t cross my mind in a whole week.”
“Mh… Bitter failure, then. Well, you’re in luck! I know a guy who knows a friend of Y/N.”
“I’m afraid to ask where this nonsense is going.”
“Hush. Just say the word and Y/N will probably listen to you.”
This was awfully mysterious. “Probably? How would you do that?”
“That’s for me to deal with and you to be ignorant about. So?”
Changbin sighed deeply, wondering what he did in his past life to deserve such a weird friend. “Okay. Thanks, Chan.”
“No problem, man. Just be in your common room before dinner tonight.
A whole week without speaking to your best friend was pretty hard, but trying not to crumble under tons of homework was harder. To this, Donghyun was a valuable friend. He helped you with every subject you had in common, which was really thoughtful of him.
“So, that’s why reparo can only work on non-edible objects,” your fellow housemate finished as you wrote down the end of his speech.
“Donghyun, you have no idea how thankful I am.” You put down your quill and threw your head back under the laughter of your friend.
“You say that every day.”
“And I mean it every time!”
“That’s kind of you. Tomorrow, same time?” he proposed as he suddenly got up, putting his stuff in his backpack.
“Sure…” you replied, looking at him suspiciously. He never acted like this before.
“Bye,” he waved at you then left the common room quickly.
Wondering why he left so abruptly, you didn’t notice someone else sitting next to you.
“Hey… Are you mad at me?”
The question taking you aback, you didn’t have it in you to flee again.
“Of course not, Binnie. I’m just embarrassed.”
“Why’s that?”
“Do I really have to remind you?”
He gave you a weak smile. “No…”
“I’m sorry for avoiding you. You didn’t do anything wrong,” you said as you played with the hem of your robe.
“Why did you, then?”
You sighed. “Subin doesn’t like me.”
“I’m sorry, Y/N.”
“Oh, don’t be. Some people are meant to stay unloved.” Changbin would've laughed at your dramatics, but it was a serious matter —for him at least.
“Uh, that’s not true. I believe everyone’s loved, it’s just that some don’t act on it.”
“Why?”
“… They’re scared of rejection. Or they have too much pride. They don’t want to ruin a friendship. They’d rather see the other happy with someone else than try to change how the person they love feels about them.”
Suspicious.
Oh, yeah. The reason why he knew it was a love potion: he liked someone.
“You seem to have thought about it a lot. Do you have feelings for someone, Binnie?”
“N—no, of course not.” The red of his cheeks told a different story.
“And you never knew how to lie. I’ll find out, loverboy.”
“I don’t like anyone!” he tried.
“Nah, I don’t buy that.”
“Would you look at that,” he looked at his watch, “it’s time for dinner.”
He regretted saying that the second he sat at the Slytherin table.
“Minho, do you know who Binnie likes? He denies it but I know he does.”
Minho gave a pointed look at your best friend but the latter just looked away.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged. “Someone from your year probably.”
Changbin widened his eyes at Minho who didn’t give away any expression because you were looking at him.
“I knew it! Binnie, you sneaky imp, you won’t even tell your best friend!”
“I have my reasons,” he muttered as he avoided your gaze.
“What, is it Tzuyu?”
“No, no.”
“Wooyoung, then?”
“Uh, no.”
“Yeonjun?!”
“No!”
Minho deadpanned as you kept throwing names. You were so oblivious that it was painful for the two boys. Changbin was stammering but you could tell he was being sincere.
“Which house?” you asked Minho, knowing Changbin wouldn’t tell.
He hesitated. Their eyes met and they had a whole unspoken conversation. Finally, Minho turned to you.
“Slytherin.”
Happy, you scanned the table to see who it could be. “I’ll find out sooner or later!”
“Try a mirror,” Changbin wanted to tell you.
Desperately wanting to change the subject, he announced: “I think I’ll try out for beater next year.”
Right, it was Yugeom and Jeongguk’s last year at Hogwarts.
“It’s true you’re getting buff,” you commented, mindlessly feeling his arm with your fingers.
His face became so red, Minho laughed for a good minute after that, much to Changbin’s embarrassment and your confusion. “What did I do?”
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On a warm day of June, Changbin finally had enough. He had to let you know about his feelings.
He lowkey regretted not making you eat your own cookies back in May, and he couldn't brew the potion himself, because he wasn't fond of that subject. You were the genius there, not him.
The best way to make you realize your own feelings —friendship or love for him, any was fine but he had to know— was to ask you.
What, you thought he was gonna give an elaborate plan?
Changbin wasn’t the type to plan. He would cut to the chase and be honest. He hoped you would be too.
He had a small smile on his face while waiting for you in the common room. It widened when his eyes fell on your frame, then fell seeing Donghyun walking through the door after you. It wasn’t part of the p— the image of your conversation he created in his mind.
To be fair, when asked to come, you said you were coming soon, but didn't specify with who or what you were going to do. Now it was clear that the subject of your ‘visit’ was working on essays with your favorite tutor.
Fighting it was useless, Changbin's jealousy was here to stay. He watched as you both sat at the large table in the middle of the room, putting your stuff out and starting to work on defense against the dark arts. He came closer, until you spotted him and shot him your best smile.
His heart pounded at this simple gesture. “Binnie! Come, we're doing our essay on ghouls. Have you finished it?”
“Of course,” he answered, trying to sound smug, but the look of adoration you gave him weakened him, and he swallowed with difficulty.
Donghyun chuckled a bit at the scene, resulting in your best friend shooting him a glare. You could only amusedly smile at Changbin before reporting your attention to your parchment. He sat across from you, handing you his own neatly written essay.
“Don't copy word for word,” he demanded as he crossed his arms over his chest before resting them on the table.
“I will only add the few facts I missed,” you promised, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze, a blush creeping up on your cheeks and ears. Your parchment seemed not filled enough.
You worked for about two hours with Donghyun and your best friend was there the whole time, watching you guys write and helping here and there when he could. After your friend left under your thanks to go with other friends, Changbin took his place next to you, and fixed his robe’s sleeves.
“I need to ask you something.”
He seemed nervous, you noted. “I’m all ears.”
Here goes nothing.
“Do you still like Subin?”
Sorry, what? “Huh? Why do you ask?”
“Just curious,” he shrugged, but you noticed the blush creeping up his cheeks.
“No.”
“Okay… do you like anyone else?”
“Yes.”
He swallowed audibly. “Who is the lucky one?”
“I'll tell you if you tell me.” Here was your chance to discover if your early conversation with Donghyun was true.
“Tell you what?”
“Who you like.”
There was no escaping this, so he gulped and nodded, “Okay.”
You counted to three, and both said: “you.”
“Me?” Changbin’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“How thick is your damn skull? I mean I love you.”
“Wh– You…” You used the L word!!!! “You're one to talk! I’ve loved you for years and you’ve never figured it out!”
“It’s true, I’ve been pretty clueless. But! Donghyun and I–” Changbin slightly grimaced at the name. “talked on our way here and he told me how everyone around us thought we were together,” you pointed a finger to the both of you, “him included.”
“Oh…”
You faced the table, reflecting on your oblivious actions.
“Subin too, by the way.”
“Y/N,” he softly called.
“So yeah, I guess I’m the last person to realize my feelings like a stupid kid.”
“Y/N.”
“I’m sorry it took me this long, but hey, at least now you know.”
“Y/N!” he said firmly.
“Yeah?”
“Everyone is watching us right now…”
Indeed, as you looked around, you saw Slytherins of various years talking to each other, their eyes on you both. Your dramatic self had to say something.
“Oh I’m sorry, did you guys think this was a tv show? Are our lives that interesting compared to your boring ones? You better go elsewhere before my boyfriend and I hex the shit out of y’all!”
They quickly cleared out the room, some rolling their eyes and others with an amused smile on their faces. Minho came into view, displaying a knowing smirk as he walked to you. Changbin was as red as a rubis, shocked by what you just called him.
“Took you long enough, Y/N.”
Realization hit, your face and ears burned as you avoided facing any of the boys.
“Shut up, Minho.”
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bang chan - safe
Pairing: Mafia leader!Bang Chan x Reader | Genre: mafia, angst & fluff | Warnings: mentions of a break in, fighting, mafia themes | WC: 1.6k
Request: Bang Chan mafia leader where you and Chan are having a night in when he hears someone downstairs and goes to check it out and calling for backup when he hears you scream upstairs bc one of the attackers had you !! Your got7 mafia fic was amazing
Safety and security was the one thing Chan always promised you. He wanted to keep you safe at all costs. You had put all your trust in him that he would keep his word. Being a small town girl you really had no idea about the inner and outer workings of the mafia. For a while there, you truly believed that things like that were all fairy tales and stories parents would tell their kids to warn them off of the idea of gangs and such.
When you met Chan that had quickly faded. Even then he had kept you safe, you were just an innocent passer-by. You had moved to the big city to land a good job and make money for your family. You hadn’t expected to walk—quite literally—into the crossfire of Chan’s group and another group. One of the men from the other group had grabbed you, pressing the head of his gun into your temple.
You were trembling and Chan could sense that, within seconds he had stood up. He may be a mafia leader, but he never harmed someone who was innocent. Especially a girl as cute as you. He had shot the man in the centre of his head without hesitation. Of course he didn’t miss; he never did. You had fallen to your knees in horror, trembling and shaking with nerves and disbelief at what just unfolded in front of you.
Chan, being your knight in shining armor, took you back to their base and helped calm you down after reassuring you that he only wanted to help protect you and that he or his team weren’t going to hurt you. You two started talking more and more and outside of his work, he was just a normal boy also finding his way in the world. It didn’t take long before you two started dating and he had always kept his word. He was to always keep you safe. You never had to look over your shoulder or fear that you’d be snatched when you were on your own.
Tonight though you had asked Chan for a night in. All you wanted to do was eat junk food and watch movies while you cuddled with him. A typically normal boyfriend-girlfriend thing to do. He had happily agreed and you two were sat with a tub of ice cream between you as you intensely focused on the Disney movie playing on the screen. You were so focused you almost missed the sound of glass breaking. Almost.
Of course Chan had heard it. He always seemed to be on high alert 24/7. You couldn’t blame him though. His career path was more dangerous than most and he couldn’t afford to be caught off guard, but that’s exactly what was happening right now. He had sent everyone home for the night, wanting to just spend time with you.
“Stay here and have Hyunjin ready on speed dial,” Chan told you.
You nodded, quickly pulling out your phone as Chan seemed to whip a small handgun out of nowhere. That was something that took you some time to get used too. Weapons of any kind just randomly hidden around the large home. Chan slowly opened the bedroom door before looking back over his shoulder at you.
“Don’t leave this room or open the door for anyone. I’ll come back for you,” You gulped at his words before nodding, feeling the anxiety start to take over you.
Chan quietly closed the door and you quickly stood up to lock it. You hadn’t noticed with your shaking hands that you had pressed Hyunjin’s contact and were currently connected to him. You heard someone saying hello and scrambled for your phone.
“Hyunjin! Hi! Sorry, we heard glass breaking downstairs and Chan wanted me to—HEY!”
You whipped your head around as someone plucked your phone from your ear. You did not like being interrupted in the middle of a conversation. When you had a knife aimed at your throat though, you couldn’t complain too much. The man was significantly larger than you. You had never seen him before but with the crazed grin on his face, you were happy this was your first meeting, and last.
Being the girlfriend of a mafia leader didn’t leave you completely defenceless. You knew how to defend yourself if you ever had too, you had just hoped you would never have too. You eyed the man in front of you, the glint of the metal blade hitting off the light which caused you to gulp, trying to understand how the hell you were going to knock that out of his hand without getting cut.
“Sorry, pretty girl,” The stranger cooed and you swallowed down bile, “You’re going to have to come with me,” You stood up slowly, never taking your gaze off the blade.
You briefly met the man’s gaze and clicked your tongue, “I don’t think so. You’re not really my type,” You could visibly see the man startle at your response. He obviously thought you were going to be an easy target.
“Then I guess you’ll just have to die here with your pretty boyfriend.” He remarked that you could only scoff in response as you rolled your eyes.
“That’s not really an option either,” The man looked very confused at the small figure that was talking back to him. He wasn’t here to play games though. His orders were clear. Either he brought you back with him alive or killed you there. He made his move and you quickly ducked down, thankfully Minho had taught you a few little tricks with examining one's movements.
You moved, yet not quick enough that the blade grazed your shoulder. You hissed in pain and turned to narrow your eyes at the man in front of you. He looked shocked, yet again, that you were putting up a fight. He growled, coming towards you again and you didn’t get as lucky. His knife cut into your hand as you grabbed for the blade which resulted in a hiss from you due to the pain, jumping back and that’s when he wrapped his arm around your neck.
“CHAN!” You screamed as loud as you could. You were so pent up on adrenaline you hadn’t heard anything that was going on downstairs. Now, your ears were open and you could hear banging and grunting coming from down there. You had only hoped Hyunjin was smart enough to know he should bring the others.
Thankfully, you’re assumption that Hyunjin was smart because a few seconds after you screamed, the bedroom door was kicked open by none other than Changbin with Chan hot on his heels. You were struggling against the man’s hold in hopes to wiggle out.
“Let. Her. Go,” Chan looked deadly and Changbin’s glare was no better. You were close with all the boys, but Changbin was probably one you were closest to besides Chan.
“Sorry, pretty boy, I have orders so she’s coming with me,” You felt something press against your neck and you groaned, finally letting your hands fall.
“I can’t believe this is happening again!” Everyone around you seemed pretty shocked at your words. Here you were, on the brink of being kidnapped or dead and you were making comments like that?
You heard the click of Chan’s gun being cocked and closed your eyes. You had seen the very quick flash of silver hair outside the window, signalling that it was Felix. You weren’t the one dying today at least. It was going to be the barbarian that still had his hands on you.
“Last chance,” Chan stated firmly, “Let. Her. Go,” Chan’s voice was dripping with venom and his grip on the handle of the gun was iron tight.
The man only laughed and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. You inhaled a large breath and drew your elbow, swinging back as hard as you could. It was enough to surprise him and loosen his grip, which helped you to promptly slip away and scurry towards Chan. He saw the blood on your shoulder and the cut on your hand. His eyes darkened as he turned back to the intruder.
However, before he could pull the trigger, Felix graciously crashed through the window and tackled him. His hands were bound behind his back before he could even understand what had happened. You only smirked at the man as Chan ordered for him to be brought back to their base.
“I told you I wasn’t dying today, pretty boy,” You spat the words out and it seemed to anger the man but there wasn’t much he could do as he laid on the floor and hogtied.
Chan sighed as Changbin and Felix carried him out. He turned to you with a worried smile, immediately inspecting your hand, “I’ll come with you and let Minho patch it up. But I’m fine, Chan. Really. See?” You held his hand to your heart so he could feel it beating, “I’m right here, I’m breathing and I’m alive. Now let’s go! We just got this carpet and now my hand is dripping blood all over it.”
Chan could only chuckle as he gently guided you out the bedroom door and down to the car. Once he made sure you were safely settled in, he backed out and started driving.
“Are you really okay?” He asked after a few minutes of silence. You smiled and nodded at him then puckered your lips together before looking back out the window.
“Felix is going to owe us a new window by the way. That wasn’t cheap.”
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The Making Of ‘You Calling My Name’ ~ Im Jaebum
Tears spilled onto the paper as he wrote down the lyrics, only hating himself further for ever making you cry. His mistakes had left him with heartbreak, and a catalogue of lyrics to put together to create his next masterpiece. It was the last thing that he wanted to write about, he never imagined he’d be left with the lyrical scars of you leaving.
As he sat at his desk, as he often did, he expected to hear you walk through the door. It became a habit for you both whenever you came home from work, you’d call out his name and let him know you were home and have a look at what he’d been working on.
“Jaebum!” You yelled, closing the door behind you as you stepped into the apartment. You followed the sound of his murmur back at you, opening up his studio door to see him slumped at his computer. “How’s it all going?”
“It will get better,” he mused, tapping his lap for you to sit in. “My inspiration is back with me now so I should be able to get back on with things.
Your eyes lit up, pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose. “So, who might that be then?”
“You of course, silly.”
The silence killed him as he looked back at his laptop, the inspiration had left him now, the only memory he had of that inspiration was the fatal mistake he made that tore his life apart. The studio felt like it was closing in, the pressure of trying to come up with something.
As he began to think about all the things he done, he managed to scribble down page after page of regrets, plenty of comments of wishing that he’d never done what he had done.
“Y/N, please,” he mumbled, following you down the stairs as your suitcase crashed down behind you. “Where are you even thinking of going?”
You spun back around on your heels to face him, “I’m going anywhere away from you Jaebum, I’m fed up with being here and crying again and again. I’m worth more than this, you don’t deserve to treat me like this Im Jaebum.”
The last time he heard his name come from your lips still haunted him. He always held onto the fact that you’d come back to him and that it would be the last time he heard you call his name, but the anguish and torment was just a small price to pay for breaking your heart.
After hours sat at his desk, the lyrics all finally pieced together, completed, unlike the state he currently found himself. He never imagined missing his partner would hurt so bad, he wished and hoped that you’d come back and piece him back together again, but even he knew that you weren’t going to cave that easily.
With the song finally complete, the day finally came for the boys to debut the song on Music Bank. The list of artists performing was given to the boys as they made their entrance, JB’s eyes darted through it, spotting one familiar one at the bottom.
“She’s here,” he mumbled under his breath causing Jinyoung to turn back at him.
He reached out and pulled the piece of paper out of his hand, “she’s performing her song, don’t cause any trouble for her today,” Jinyoung warned him.
“I don’t want to cause trouble, I just want to hear her call my name,” JB sighed, snatching the list back, brushing his thumb over where your name was written before pressing the paper against his heart.
The corridors and the stage were places he’d walked several times before, he still remembered the last time he was at Music Bank, supporting you for your comeback, living the dream. He had the clearest memories of that day, and best of all, being with you at the moment you won.
For the rest of the day, his eyes had been hoping to fall on you, but you were nowhere to be seen. You’d also caught onto the rumour that the boys were performing, making sure to keep your distance so that you didn’t bump into him.
You crept around backstage as you noticed that the boys were next on stage, you looked next to the name of their song. ‘You Calling My Name.’ hit you like a tonne of bricks, as you glanced up at the stage and saw him for the first time, you paid close attention.
Throughout the entire performance, JB’s mind was only filled with thoughts of you, how bright the days used to be with you, the smile you always had whenever you heard him perform, how he wished that he’d be able to hear you call his name for one last time.
Your heart pounded as the song came to an end, quickly wiping under your eyes before anyone around you caught onto the fact that you were tearing. Your eyes focussed on Jaebum as he walked off the stage, completely unaware that you’d been at the other side all along.
Your head and your heart were still conflicted even once the show had come to an end, you were the first to admit that your performance wasn’t quite as you hoped, fogged by the vision of JB being in front of you for the first time in months.
As you closed your dressing room door, you glanced up the side of the corridor, spotting all seven of the members of Got7 leaving the dressing room just three doors down from you. Just as you tried to turn away, your eyes locked with Youngjae’s, noticing his eyes widen the second he saw you there.
Your body froze as he stepped aside so that JB was in your vision. You closed your eyes momentarily before looking across, staring at the back of his head.
“Im Jaebum,” you called out.
His body tensed up the moment he heard the familiar voice calling out his name. It took a moment before he turned around, feeling his eyes meet yours as soon as he spotted your figure down the corridor. Slowly, he began to step towards you, cautiously placing one foot in front of the other.
“Y/N,” he whispered once the boys were out of earshot.
Your head shook at how shy he had become, “I liked the song you guys performed, I could tell that you were into it.”
“Well, that’s all down to you,” he sighed, brushing his hands through the back of his mullet, “you’re the reason behind the song after all. You’re still a part of me, and somehow even thought you’re not around you’re still the biggest inspiration of my life.”
Your head nodded, leaning against the wall as you tried to keep your composure. “Are you really as regretful about what happened as the song suggests?”
“Even more so,” he assured you, finally bringing himself to meet your eyes. “You and me, we’re still one, we always will be, whatever happens won’t change that. You’re my reason Y/N, somehow even when you’re not a part of my life, you’re still there.”
You sighed gently, noticing the empathy that was in his eyes, a quality that you missed so much in him when he first decided to break your heart. Your body was pulling you in two different ways, he was still Jaebum, but still the one that had torn you apart.
“I want to hear you call my name again Y/N,” he confessed before you even had the chance to speak again. “I didn’t think I’d miss you this much, but all I’m asking is for one more chance to be able to prove myself to you.”
“You really think you can change my mind with one more chance?” You asked him.
His head nodded back at you, “say my name and I’ll prove it to you.”
“Im Jaebum,” you giggled, taking a step closer towards him.
“I’ll never make the same mistake again, just please come back to me Y/N.”
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when i leave
pairing ;; jung jaehyun x reader (main focus) ; johnny x reader
special guests ;; kim yugyeom (got7) , jeon jungkook (bts) , kim mingyu (seventeen) , lee taeyong , ten lee
genre ;; hanahaki au , angst & fluff
warnings ;; alcohol / drinking , character deaths , cheating
synopsis ;; your grandmother had warned you about it - the hanahaki disease. where the ill person coughs up petals if their love towards someone is unrequited. and of course you had to fall in love with the one person, jaehyun, a stranger, who managed to help you through the rough break-up with youngho. however, he as well had his secrets - just like youngho had them.
word count ;; 9.8k
note ;; this was requested back on my other blog! part of the collab with @hangsxng, also happy jaehyun day !!
It was only a short video that you had received from your older brother Taeyong, where he filmed your boyfriend talking about you in a drunk state. You couldn’t believe what he was saying there.
“You know, I never loved her. She was so innocent and sweet, she just fell for me”, he giggled, grabbing his cup and taking a sip from it. “She’s so stupid.” Everyone around started laughing; you just stared on your phone as the video ended, getting up and packing your stuff.
You waited for a bit. You wanted to ask him yourself if he meant what he said. Even though he probably would be drunk, you still waited for him.
“Hey Y/N”, he greeted you, definitely sobered up; you noticed that from the way he was talking to you. It felt like you couldn’t breathe for a minute.
“What’s up?”, he asked as he saw your tensed state. You just didn’t say anything but got up. You quickly left the place with your car’s keys.
Wiping the tears out of your eyes, you tried to focus on the road and drove around; not sure where exactly. Your mind was completely blurry and maybe it wasn’t the best idea to drive a car while being in this kind of stage. However, you managed to drive safely and not get into any accident.
You only had left your boyfriend of six months, Youngho; seeing that video of him saying that he only played around with you. How could you be so foolish? How could you trust someone who would betray you like this? You pulled off the car and stopped it quickly before you let out a loud sob. Why did he do this to you? What did you do to him that he decided to make fun of you?
He didn’t care about you the way you did about him. It was driving you crazy.
When you finally calmed down, you started your car and were about to drive off as someone knocked on your window. As you looked out, you saw a young man in front of you, motioning you to roll it down. When you did so, you quickly wiped your tears away again.
“Hey, are you okay? I saw that you were just here and was wondering if you were all right?”, he asked you and you chuckled. Even a stranger cared more about you than your ex did.
“I’m… okay”, you lied and smiled up to the guy but the smile didn’t reach your eyes and the stranger noticed that.
“Come on, don’t lie. I can see it when someone lies. First, come get out of the car”, he instructed you, moving a little out of the way so you would have enough space to open the car door.
The stranger closed the door as soon as you got out. You had no idea what the guy was planning to do. “Great. Now lock your car and let’s go”, he said. “I feel like you need some time out. I know a place where you can try to calm down.”
Should you trust him? You didn’t even know his name. As if he could feel your insecurities, he introduced himself to you; feeling stupid for not doing this earlier.
“I’m Jaehyun, by the way. I’m sorry if I made you feel uneasy. I really don’t want to do anything bad. I feel like you just need someone with you right now.”
You simply just nodded when you followed him the street along. For some reason, you felt comfortable around this guy. It was like you know him for ages. “Was there a reason why you wanted me to come with you?”, you randomly asked him while you continued walking side by side – there was just a small space between you.
“Actually, I was just walking around because I needed some fresh air after studying a lot when I saw you in your car crying”, he explained swiftly. Shortly after, Jaehyun stopped walking – you did the same as you looked around. You had arrived at some cliff type of thing – there was the big ocean in front of you, the sound of the waves crashing against the cliff.
“It’s so calm here… I like it here”, you mumbled. Somehow, this place seemed so familiar to you but you didn’t know why.
Then it hit you.
--
“I love you”, Youngho murmured. You two were lying on a blanket, facing each other. His fingers were slowly playing with your hair. Your eyes closed, you listened to Youngho say those sweet three words like he did the last two days ever since you two had confessed your feelings to each other; listened to the waves crash against the cliff.
“I love you, too. Idiot”, you laughed when he pushed you on your back and laid his body on yours. Youngho did his best not to lower his whole weight on your body. He once again was only looking into your eyes before he slowly leaned down and placed his lips on yours.
“Am I still an idiot?”, he asked when he finally lied down next to you again, looking at you, there was nothing but love in his gaze.
“Yes, but now, you’re my idiot”, you grinned and closed your eyes again.
--
“Everything alright?”, Jaehyun asked you when he realized that you were lost in thoughts. You lightly nodded but Jaehyun wasn’t that oblivious that he wouldn’t notice your teary eyes. “No, I don’t believe you. You wouldn’t be crying if everything was alright.”
You cursed yourself for being so bad at hiding your feelings, gulping before you finally spoke. “I’ve been at this place before.” Jaehyun looked at you confusedly.
“Seriously? Barely anyone knows about it. How come?”
“My ex brought me here once. We were lying on that exact spot together, it was only two days after he had confessed”, you briefly explained, not wanting to go into detail. It hurt you to talk about Youngho.
“I get it, you don’t want to talk about it. However, I hope that I’ll be able to distract you tonight a little”, Jaehyun told you. You didn’t reply anymore, however you decided to nod at least to give him any type of a response.
“You know, I just went through a rough break up as well, just recently”, Jaehyun suddenly said after a while you two sat on the cold stone. You two didn’t talk a lot, just sitting there. For some reason, you felt extremely calm and comfortable around him.
“Really?”, you chuckled. “Seems like we were destined to suffer.”
“Actually, in my case, she cheated on me. I caught her texting to another guy with hearts and ‘i love you’-s. I pretended like everything was alright. I even knew who the other guy was. He was one of my closest friends”, Jaehyun admitted.
“I’m sorry to hear that. It must’ve hurt to know that someone you trusted betrayed you like that”, you told him. He just chuckled and shook his head.
“No, it’s alright. It’s been a few weeks since I found out and I’m better now”, he smiled lightly. “I guess, someone just gets used to the fact that the relationship is over now. It doesn’t hurt as much as it used to, so… be patient. It’ll be better, Y/N.”
“I really hope the pain will stop soon, Jaehyun”, just a few seconds later, he heard a soft sob from you, immediately pulling you into his embrace and tried to comfort you as much as possible.
It was weird for you to feel so safe next to a stranger, but you admit that this was exactly what you needed today.
--
When it got darker, Jaehyun said that you should get going now. He escorted you to your car and even offered to drive you home but you declined. The male was a stranger after all. However, you still exchanged phone numbers and agreed on meeting up a few days later in a café in Itaewon.
As soon as you got out of the car, you started running to your brother’s apartment as it had started raining and opening the door with the spare he gave you. You rolled your eyes when you saw your brother with a girl on his lap and them making out heavily.
“Seriously?!”, your brother exclaimed. “Don’t you have your own apartment?”
“Don’t mind me, I’m going to my room. Have fun”, you said with a slightly disgusted look on your face as you went to your brother’s guest room and threw yourself on the bed. Before you had rented the apartment with Johnny, you lived here. This had been your bed and you had a few heated or romantic moments with your now ex-boyfriend on here. You remembered when he sneaked in to see you; now you knew better and knew that he only pretended to be excited to see you.
“Hey… what’s going on?”, your brother asked you and slowly entered your room. You turned around laughed.
“You look messed up, big bro”, you told him and he giggled; coming closer and sitting next to you. Taeyong slowly brushed over your hair, being the caring brother, he always had been. “Where is your girl?”
“Sent her away. I have a sister to take care of after all”, he said and opened up his arms, silently telling you to hug him. You loved this side of him. He always had shut everyone off just to take care of you; after all, you were the only family he had left. Your parents had passed away during a huge car accident. You two only had each other and he wouldn’t trade you for the world.
“You didn’t have to”, you said, feeling slightly bad for him that you interrupted him from his one-night stand.
“I did and we both know that. I can’t see you being sad and in a bad mood while I have my fun with a girl. That’s just not fair”, he told you and softly stroked through your hair. “What happened? Did… did you watch the video?” You only nodded and hugged your brother tighter; then you started crying and your body started shaking as you remembered beautiful things you experienced with Johnny one by one.
“He… why would he play me like this, Tae? What did I ever do? I did nothing else but loved him. I tried my best to make him feel better whenever he needed it. I tried to be the girl he wants me to be. But he just played me like that?”, you cried.
“It’s going to be okay, baby”, he mumbled softly and caressed your back, trying to comfort you as much as possible. “It’s going to be okay.”
--
It had been a few days since you had left your shared apartment with Johnny and moved in with your brother again. Taeyong had tried to distract you as much as possible by taking you out on random dinner dates with him, he paid for anything you wanted; it didn’t matter if it was clothes, food, or just you dyeing your hair into a random color (which turned out to be a darker blue; Taeyong dyed his hair into a similar color). He did everything to make you happy.
“Thank you so much, Tae”, you smiled and hugged him.
“Of course, love. Do you wanna go somewhere else?”, he asked you but you shook your head.
“No. You already spent so much money for me”, you told him. “I’ll just walk around a little and then I’ll come home, yeah?”
“Are you sure? Do you want me to come with you?”, he asked you worriedly, he didn’t want to leave you alone when you were in a bad state.
“No, thank you. I’ll just come home in a bit, yeah?”, you told him and smiled at him reassuringly. “I’ll come home in a bit.” You hugged him and he softly kissed you on your forehead.
“See you then.” He let go of you, taking all the bags full of clothes from your long shopping tour.
You didn’t think much before you just turned around and walked the whole way to your apartment with Johnny. As you were going there, you received a message with a picture. You were confused as you noticed that it was you and Taeyong right before you left him in the city.
You already got a new one? You’re quick, you little slut
You didn’t know who it was as you hadn’t saved the number. You ignored the message and just continued your way. As you finally arrived there, you took out the keys Johnny had given you just two months ago when you two moved in together. You couldn’t believe that it took him two months so take out his real face and you to find out that he was only playing around.
“Y/N? What the fuck are you doing here?”, Johnny yelled as you entered the apartment. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing there: a girl on his lap and them making out. You had no idea who it was; not that it mattered.
“The question is, what the fuck are you doing here?”, you asked him and pushed the girl away from him.
“Just partying around, the usual”, suddenly there was someone else in the background; it was Ten, one of Johnny’s friends.
“Shut up, Ten, I didn’t ask you”, you yelled. Then you glared at the girl. “And you get the fuck out of my apartment.”
“This isn’t only your apartment, Y/N. It is mine, too”, Johnny told you and came closer to you.
“Fuck you, Johnny. You don’t even care a little about me, why would you care about this fucking apartment?”, you exclaimed, going into your shared room and started to pack another bag full of clothes. He followed you.
“Did you really think I cared about you?”, he asked and laughed. “Did you think I cared about you? The truth is, I never loved you. I never did. I only did it to get into your pants. That’s everything.”
“So, you lied? Every single time you told me that you love me, you lied?”, you asked him; you tried your best to keep up your façade and tried to seem strong. You did your best not to start crying.
“That’s right, I lied. I lied every time”, he said, not daring to even blink.
“Great. Now you hurt me. Are you happy now? Huh? Does my fucking pain make you happy?!”, you started screaming and pushed him away with every single sentence as you finally broke down and started crying.
He didn’t answer you. He stayed silent as you wiped your tears away and grabbed the last few clothes left there. “Fuck you, Johnny.”
Those were the last words you told him and finally left the apartment.
But little did you know that he only lied because Ten was there and he had to stop himself from hugging you and telling you that he loved you.
The next day, around the time you were supposed to meet up with Jaehyun, you were rushing around at home, trying to get everything you needed together, when suddenly someone knocked at the door. Not even bothering to check who it was, you immediately opened the door and immediately tried to ram it closed when you saw Johnny in front of your door. However, Johnny held the door open with his hand, he was strong enough to easily resist you trying to close it.
“Babe, please, let’s talk”, Johnny said when he finally managed to get into your place. “I really need to talk to you and clear this whole thing out. There are some things I have to talk to you about.”
“Fuck off, Johnny, I don’t want to see you, please, get the hell out”, you yelled, trying to get him out of the apartment. However, Johnny was much stronger than you and easily put his hands on your arms to hold you still.
“Please, let me talk to you once”, he spoke to you in his comforting, soft voice that always managed to make you feel calm. You hated that he still had this effect on you – you didn’t want him to manipulate you the way he always did until now. “I will never even come near you if you let me talk to you now.”
“No. Fuck you, no!”, you yelled and this time, you were supported by Taeyong who finally came out of the shower.
“What the hell are you doing here, Youngho?”, Taeyong’s voice was calm and soft; you were sure that he was trying his best to remain composed. “Get the fuck out of here, I don’t ever want to see you around.”
“Taeyong-ah, please, let me talk to her once. I swear I will leave her alone afterwards if you let me talk to her now”, Youngho tried once again. Taeyong was having none of it, though. He pulled you behind him and finally Johnny gave up and sighed. “Promise, you will let me talk to you one day?”
He just left when you didn’t give him a reply.
--
“Sorry, I’m a little late… I had to deal with something”, you apologized to Jaehyun when you finally sat down across him. He just shrugged it off.
“I wasn’t sure what you’d like to drink so I didn’t order anything for you. It’s on me, though, so just choose whatever you want”, Jaehyun smiled lightly, exposing his dimples. You nodded as you shot him a smile back.
“Thank you, Jaehyun… I really needed this today. He just…”, it took you a bit before you could speak up on the issue. “My ex just came over today. He wanted to talk to me but my brother stopped him from doing so. Seeing him again hurt though.“
„I get that… you know, my ex also came over last night. Said she wanted to apologize and that she misses me. Her new boy dumped her”, he laughed and took a sip from his coffee. “Well, it’s her own fault. I don’t care about her anymore.”
“That’s what I love to hear! I’m happy that you were able to get over her… and the pain”, your voice got slightly lower with the last few words. Jaehyun grabbed your hand and softly stroked over the back.
“Your pain will stop one day as well. It will hurt for a long time, knowing the absence of someone who was there for you for a very long time. It will stop eventually, Y/N. I promise. I am ready to help you through it all”, he promised, making you smile lightly.
However, it was a faked smile.
And you hoped he didn’t notice.
--
However, he did notice.
Jaehyun was someone who paid a lot of attention to what was around him. Especially, if it was someone who needed special care after a rough situation. He was used to notice things like that; he started paying attention to people’s facial expressions when he was still a little kid. His mother would smile at him and tell him everything is fine.
Jaehyun would know that nothing was. He might have been little and the way he acted was still childish, but he knew how to divide between a real and a fake smile.
Yours definitely was a fake smile. However, he couldn’t do anything about it, so he never said anything.
“Hey, you know, a friend of mine is celebrating his birthday soon. Do you want to come along?”, Jaehyun suddenly asked you. That surprised you but you would never say no to some distraction. So, you just nodded as a yes.
“Sure thing”, you shot him another smile before taking another sip of your hot chocolate. Sitting here with Jaehyun – who you felt very comfortable around -, just chatting and talking about the most random things, really helped you. For a few hours, you seemed happy and also felt happy after a few days of crying your eyes out.
“Thank you for today. It was quite fun, let’s do this again one day”, you suggested to which he agreed to. Then he made sure you got the address of his friend to come over to the party in a few days. As he had to travel home to his parents in Busan for a few days, he wouldn’t be able to spend any time with you. When he finally left the café, you were once again left to your thoughts.
You decided to walk instead of taking the bus, so it would take you a lot more time to get back home. When you were halfway home, you felt the first drops of rain on your skin. Thinking, it wouldn’t rain, you hadn’t taken a jacket or an umbrella with you.
“Need a ride home?”, someone yelled and you turned around. “Come on, get in.”
It was Johnny. You couldn’t believe he actually had the guts to call you over to his car and drive you home. You’d rather walk the rest of the way home and arrive there completely soaked than sit in the same car as the guy who played with you.
“Please, Y/N. I promise I won’t do or say anything that’ll hurt you. I just don’t want you to get sick”, he said, however you decided to ignore him and just continued walking. Johnny always had been a stubborn person. So, it didn’t surprise you that he continued driving slowly behind you.
“Stop fucking following me!”, you yelled. “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t want to see you ever again and that I fucking hate you? Haven’t you had your fun already? Wasn’t it enough to humiliate me and play me like you did with your friends? The bet wasn’t enough fun for you?”
“Please, if you’d listen to me once, you would understand everything, Y/N”, he stopped the car and got out quickly and before you could run away, he put his hands on your arms. “Listen to me once and let me explain. It’ll all make sense then, I promise.”
“Fuck, you, no! I told you so many times. No!”, you once again declined and tried to get out of his tight grip. Once again, you failed – Johnny was a lot stronger than you were and he could hold you back easily.
“I’m so sorry but I have to do this, Y/N”, he mumbled and quickly just picked you up and carried you towards his car.
Your cries to let go of you were pointless – no one would hear you. You were in some forest where barely anyone ever walked through. However, that always had been the way you took home, as it was the shortest way.
“I’m sorry, love. I just need to talk to you. It is very important and you deserve to know”, he said when he had you in his car and started driving.
“Johnny, please. I can’t stand being next to you. I just can’t. You broke my heart by saying all these words and you know that”, there were a lot of tears running down your cheeks. Johnny didn’t reply, he just focused on the road.
“You said you had to talk to me but now you aren’t even speaking! Is this another of your games? If yes, please leave me the fuck alone because I definitely don’t need-“
“I’m being threatened.”
When you heard these three, simple words, you didn’t know what you should or could say. What the hell did he mean by he was being threatened?
“It might sound like a lie but Ten and I don’t really get along. The only one I could trust is my friend Yoonoh and your brother. There is so much going on, I couldn’t even tell you about it all right now. Once, Ten made me say all that shit you saw in that video. The one who recorded it was also Ten. The one who sent the video to your brother was Ten. It was all Ten”, he started explaining.
That new info made you doubt your ex-boyfriend once again. Whenever Ten came over to your shared place that you and Johnny had rented just a few weeks before that incident, they always seemed so comfortable around each other.
Was that all an act as well?
“What was he threatening you with?”, you asked him, your voice was really soft and low and you weren’t even sure if Johnny had even heard you.
“He found out about a few things that I did back in the days before I even met you. I really don’t want to talk about it and get the whole thing out again, but there were things that I’d rather have kept for myself”, Johnny explained. You had to laugh – however, it wasn’t a laugh because something was funny or anything. It was more because you were disappointed.
“So, you seriously think I’m going to believe that?”, you asked him but he just shook his head.
“Take my phone.”
“What?”
“Just do as I told you. You know my pin.”
Confused, you just took Johnny’s phone and unlocked it. You then followed his instructions to open his and Ten’s private chat and scroll up until a specific date. 18th July 20xx.
The date Johnny had asked you to move in with him. You remembered that day well – it was the happiest day you had experienced with him. Thinking about that day made you smile slightly, something that didn’t get unnoticed by Johnny.
“Read the chat. If you don’t believe me afterwards, I will never talk to you again. I promise”, he told you and you just nodded, completely focusing on the chat.
Ten
[Video 0:18]
Is this familiar?
You tried clicking on the video but Johnny stopped you. “Just read. You don’t need to watch it.”
Johnny
Where did you get this from?
No one knew about it
Ten
Well, now I do. Would be fun if I’d show this to your sweet girlfriend, wouldn’t it?
Johnny
Fuck you. What do you want from me?
Ten
Break up with her. You don’t deserve her
Johnny
Who does then? An asshole like you?
Ten
Anyone is better than you, Johnny Suh.
Also, if you don’t do what I want, you’ll see the consequences. I’m a man of my words – I will fucking ruin you if you don’t do whatever I want.
“Believe me now? He threatened me, Y/N.”
--
His words still lingered in your head. You had read the chat yourself – he wasn’t lying.
“Jaehyun is here. He said he’ll wait in his car”, Taeyong yelled from the living room while you were getting ready for the party. You hurried up and checked yourself up in the mirror before you quickly grabbed your phone and keys and left the apartment. Only yelling a goodbye to Taeyong, you quickly ran down the stairs.
“Hey there! There is no need to rush”, he laughed when you quickly got into the car. “Jungkook will be happy that I’m not coming over all by myself.”
“Ah, so that’s the name of your mysterious friend? How old is he now?”, you asked him curiously.
“Same age as me, we’re just a few months apart.” Jaehyun proceeded to tell you a little about his friend so you would know a little about him.
“Here we are”, Jaehyun stopped the car close to the house where you could already see colored lights out of the windows and when you got out of the car, you already heard the loud music. It surprised you that the music could be this loud without anyone being bothered by it.
“These boys are pretty much crazy. Please don’t judge me because of their craziness”, Jaehyun laughed when you two entered the house. Just a few seconds later you two were surrounded by a few boys, who excitedly greeted Jaehyun.
“Who is that pretty girl with you?”, one of the guys – Mingyu, as Jaehyun had told you – asked you. “I don’t think we know each other, do we?” You shook your head and shot him a light smile.
“I’m Y/N, a friend of Jaehyun”, you introduced yourself.
“Just a friend?”
“Y/N? What are you doing here? I didn’t expect you to know Jungkook?”, someone yelled over the loud music and prevented you from answering Mingyu. You looked back and widened your eyes as you recognized one from your older friends group, Yugyeom.
“Gyeom? What are you doing here?”, you laughed and hugged your friend, feeling much more comfortable than before. Knowing someone around here made you feel so much better. Yugyeom didn’t hesitate and just pulled you to the kitchen where it was a little quieter.
“I didn’t know you knew Jungkook?”, he asked you while he grabbed a drink for the both of you.
“I don’t. I know Jaehyun”, you told him and thanked him when you grabbed the drink. “We met a few days ago after something happened and he helped me a little through it.” For some reason, Yugyeom raised his eyebrow, but you had no idea what that was supposed to mean.
“What happened? We didn’t even text for the past few weeks”, he asked you and you sighed as you shook your head.
“I don’t believe this is the right place to talk about this. It’s all good, though”, you answered him before you shot him a light smile. However, Yugyeom didn’t believe you. That was understandable, Yugyeom had known you for such a long time now, it wouldn’t be easy to convince him.
“You and I, tomorrow. Where we always hung out. I don’t care if you already have plans or not, you will be there at three, otherwise I will come to your place and drag you out of there”, Yugyeom told you and you knew he wasn’t joking. He would actually come over. You knew that because he did it once before.
“Fine. I will be there”, you sighed when you took two cups of the beverage that was in one of the bottles. When you finally found Jaehyun again in the crowd, you saw him with someone else. She was trying to talk to him while he kept on pushing her away, however, she would not stop pestering him.
“Fuck off!”, you heard him yell at her, his voice was so loud that everyone in the room could hear him. “I don’t want to see you! I don’t want to talk to you, nothing! It’s over, why the hell won’t you understand that?”
So, this was his ex. When you looked at her, you noticed that she seemed familiar for some reason.
Then it hit you.
You knew her because she was the girl you saw in your shared apartment with Johnny when they were making out.
--
“Hey, calm down”, you tried to calm Jaehyun down when he stormed upstairs after his fight with his ex-girlfriend. “Who was that?”
“My ex. She wanted to try again after her new boy dumped her. Fuck, I was just getting over her… why did she have to come here?!”
“It’s alright. Calm down, I’m here. Just… try to calm down, Jae”, you hesitated for a moment, then you just hugged him. He seemed like he needed comfort as he put his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to himself. This moment seemed like it wouldn’t end, everything was so much slower and it felt like, the loud, banging music wasn’t even there.
And for some reason, being in his embrace felt like home.
--
Jaehyun didn’t want to return to the party anymore and as you didn’t know anyone else but Yugyeom, you decided to stay with the young man, so you wouldn’t feel awkward between all those unknown faces. Neither of you were in a party mode anymore, so you ended up lying in that huge bed in the guest room. Being here in this bed was awkward as well – you were lying in one bed with a man you had met a week ago – but it was better to stay here with him than going in another room.
Jaehyun had offered to sleep on the ground but you didn’t want him to – sleeping on the ground could be painful for his back – so you now ended up in this awkward situation. None of you were talking, it was a peaceful silence – ignoring the loud music from downstairs – and for some reason, you enjoyed being here.
You hadn’t really noticed but you fell asleep very soon, only waking up once where you found a little rose petal in front of you on the pillow. It confused you, where did that come from? You hadn’t seen any flowers around. You decided to ignore it and tried to sleep again, just to wake up once again with an extreme cough.
Then you saw the red petals on your hand and everything slowly started to make sense to you.
--
“Baby, there is something I have to tell you about”, your grandmother handed you a piece of chocolate while you sat next to her bed, you were around fifteen, or maybe fourteen or even thirteen? You didn’t remember for sure. “I want you to be careful about love, baby. Please, promise me.”
“I promise, granny, but… why? Is there something I have to know?”
“Yes, honey, you have to be careful. I don’t ever want to see you suffering because of…”, suddenly she started to breathe uneven and heavier, “hanahaki.”
When she said that last word, the machines around her started beeping like crazy and the last thing you could process properly was that a nurse pulled you out of the room and more nurses and doctors surrounded the old woman.
“Time of death, 4:27pm.”
--
After you had recovered from your grandma’s death, you had decided t go through book and the internet and finally find out what the hell ‘hanahaki’ was. Your results were that it was a disease, that would make a flower grow inside your lungs. Mostly, it was the favorite flower of the person you love, however, who didn’t requite your love. It would make it hard for the person to breathe.
Now, you were sure that these petals meant you fell in love with someone who didn’t return your feelings. Jaehyun.
You quickly got up and left the room while you continued coughing up those red petals. You didn’t want to wake Jaehyun up who still was lying next to you, sleeping in peace. He had no idea…
For some reason, this was confusing to you. It had been a week since you met him. Were you someone who fell in love so easily?
And this would mean that Johnny never lied to you about his feelings. You never had this disease ever before. That meant, Johnny loved you or… it meant that you never had true feelings for Johnny.
You didn’t know what you were feeling. Your emotions were too much for a moment that you stopped walking for a moment to calm yourself down and closed your eyes as you breathed in and out properly.
“Are those rose petals?”, someone asked you, it was a young woman. It was Jaehyun’s ex and also the girl you caught making out with Johnny. “You fell for Yoonoh, didn’t you?”
You raised your eyebrow for a second. Who was Yoonoh?”
“Oh, Jaehyun. His actual name is Yoonoh, though. He uses both names”, she told you, when she came closer to you. You immediately backed off, trying to get away from her. “Don’t worry about it.” She smiled lightly when she put her hand in her pocket and pulled out a few petals. It confused you when you finally realized what flower’s petals they were. Anemone, Johnny’s favorite flowers.
“But you were with…” – “Yes, I was with Yoonoh. I met Johnny through Yoonoh. Didn’t you know that they were close friends? Like, really close friends. I thought you’d knew as Johnny’s girlfriend.”
You knew that Johnny had a friend with the name Yoonoh, however, you didn’t know that Jaehyun’s actual name was Yoonoh.
“No… I didn’t know”, you murmured when you just started walking once again and just walked past the girl. You left Jungkook’s house without another word and started running home to the only person you could trust right now. Taeyong.
--
Your brother was still sleeping when you came back home. Due to the rush, you hadn’t checked what time it was, so when you checked it, you saw that it was only 8am. You knew that Taeyong would wake up in an hour so you decided not to bother him and went to your own room.
You didn’t feel sick – you didn’t even choke out any more petals since you left. Maybe it was that it would just happen if you’re close to Jaehyun.
Your body still was weak – you struggled to move your body and you assumed that the disease evolved faster for you than it was in Jaehyun’s ex’s case. When you finally were in your bed, trying to sleep, however, you couldn’t. You had so many questions; why Jaehyun didn’t tell you that he knew Youngho? Did he know that you two had broken up? Why did he hide these things from you?
Maybe it was also something Johnny had planned? You turned around and tried to get yourself to other thoughts, however it didn’t work out like you wanted. You still were totally lost in your questions and those made you go insane. You hadn’t even noticed that your brother woke up and saw you in your room over the half-opened door.
“You’re back? I thought you would spend the day with Jaehyun”, he asked you and you just sat up in your bed. You shrugged, Taeyong seemed to notice that something was off as he came into your room and sat down next to you. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know… everything is just so weird and I have so many questions, which is why I left”, you explained briefly.
“Do you want to talk about it?”, he asked you and you just shook your head.
“Can we talk about it tonight? Maybe go out for dinner? I don’t really feel like staying home today”, you asked him and felt immediately comfortable as your brother smiled softly to you.
“Sure. I’ll get you after work and we can go to some restaurant, maybe the one around the corner?”
“Sounds good”, you finally smiled at your brother and he quickly ruffled through your hair. Taeyong knew how much you hated that so he ran out of the room and could escape the room before your pillow hit him. You just heard him giggle when you finally laid down again and tried to sleep. This time, you fell asleep rather quickly and slept peacefully.
--
You only woke up when the ringing of your phone didn’t stop. You grabbed it from your nightstand and picked up with a groggy “what?”
“Finally! Goddamn it Y/N, I thought something happened to you”, it was Jaehyun and his upset voice immediately made you sit up.
“No, no, I’m perfectly fine but what happened?”, you asked him then.
“You just left without a word while I was sleeping? Jiyoo told me you left early in the morning and when I tried to call you, you didn’t pick up. I thought something happened to you”, his voice seemed a lot calmer than before.
“Sorry, I just had to leave. There was something with my brother but it’s nothing serious, don’t worry about it”, you lied to him and immediately felt bad for lying to the young man. However, you couldn’t let him know about what was happening to you.
“It’s alright. Do you have some time for dinner tonight? I want to take you out”, you could picture him softly smiling at you.
“Sorry, I already am going to dinner with my brother.” You quickly checked the time and saw that it was already past five pm, means Taeyong would come home in around ten minutes. “In fact, I have to get dressed and go out in a bit. Raincheck?”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll call you tomorrow then, yeah?”
Saying your goodbyes, you breathed out shakily. You weren’t ready to meet up with Jaehyun, especially not after all the things you found out about him today. You weren’t sure whether you could trust him or not, so you decided to text Johnny for once and ask him a little about his friend Yoonoh.
Johnny didn’t reply, though. You had no idea what was going on or why he wasn’t answering, he usually replied quickly.
When Taeyong finally arrived at home, you quickly took your phone and bag and finally left the place to go to dinner where you would finally tell him about what was going on with you.
See, this was one thing you absolutely loved about Taeyong. You could always be so open with him, never had to keep secrets from him; he would always notice that something is off and he would immediately try to help you as much as he could.
“Okay, so… uhm, this is a bit hard to talk about”, you opened up the topic. You were slightly nervous to talk to him about this, but you knew that you had to talk about it. “I fell in love with someone else.”
“That’s great, isn’t it?”, Taeyong smiled at you, he was happy that you managed to come over Johnny this easy. When he saw your nervous expression, his smile also dropped. “Is something wrong with that?”
“Actually, yes, there is. Remember the stories grandma used to tell us. About people who fell in love with someone who didn’t love them back and who died because of the flower growing in their lungs”, when he nodded, you continued.
“He doesn’t love me back.”
Taeyong didn’t know what to say. Was his sister going to die now because of a guy who didn’t love her as much she loved him?
“I… did some research and I could get it removed with a surgery, but… then I wouldn’t be able to love anyone romantically at all and I don’t want that. So, either I need to tell Jaehyun about it and find out if he truly has feelings for me or… if I will die very soon. Taeyong, if I die because of the disease, I don’t want you to be sad. I could never handle you being sad because of me. I don’t want you to mourn after me, I just don’t deserve that”, you told him and it was breaking your heart to see your brother so close to cry but still holding himself not to.
“Will you promise me?”
Hearing these words hurt him. You didn’t want him to be sad and mourn after you, and the worst was that he knew, he was too weak to handle that.
“I promise”, Taeyong finally said. “I promise, I won’t cry.”
However, both of you knew exactly that he wouldn’t be able to keep his promise.
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A few days passed. Today, you wanted to meet up with Jaehyun and talk to him about your situation. Your assumption that the disease was evolving quicker than in Jiyoo’s case came true as each day passed, you felt so much weaker than the previous day.
You were scared, but you knew that this had to be done. You didn’t know what result this conversation would give, but you knew that you had to go through this all. It wouldn’t be easy for you; you already had a small breakdown when you told Taeyong about all this.
Time didn’t seem like it was passing. Five minutes felt like five hours and you were so impatient for Jaehyun to finally pick you up.
When he finally called to let you know that he was waiting downstairs
You were scared, but you knew that this had to be done. You didn’t know what result this conversation would have, but you knew that you had to go through it. It wouldn’t be easy for you; you already had a small breakdown when you told Taeyong about it and now you would have to tell Jaehyun about it?
Time didn’t seem like it was passing. Five minutes felt like five hours and you were so impatient for Jaehyun to finally call you downstairs.
When that finally happened, you rushed downstairs, however, you had to stop walking when you started coughing again. You held your hand in front of your mouth just to see more rose petals when you looked at it.
You knew what you had to do.
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“Are you feeling okay? You look like you’re sick. Are you sure that you’re feeling good enough to be here right now?”, he questioned you. You shook your head when you looked up, you looked so worn out and exhausted.
“I’m okay, Jae. I’ll be better soon”, you tried smiling at him but he seemed to notice that your smile was once again not reaching your eyes. It wasn’t a real smile and he knew that.
“Please, tell me if something is bothering you”, he asked you and you sighed, then nodded.
“Yes, there is actually something I have to talk to you about. It’s quite a lot so I understand if you don’t want to talk to me afterwards.” When he nodded and motioned you to continue talking.
“Do you know the story of hanahaki?” Once again, he nodded.
“I fell in love with someone… and this person doesn’t love me back. For the past week, I have been coughing up rose petals.” Hoping, he would take the hint and maybe understand that it was about him.
Jaehyun wasn’t stupid. He already understood when you brought up the topic that it had something to do with him.
“I already told Taeyong about this all and I have to know, Jaehyun. I just have to.”
He didn’t answer and just looked down on his hands. You felt like you knew what he was going to say.
Jaehyun didn’t return your feelings.
You were already aware of that. If he did, you wouldn’t be suffering because of the disease.
“I understand. I just have a few questions, Jaehyun. Or should I say Yoonoh?”
His eyes widened when he heard his actual name. How did you find out? Who told you? He knew that he hadn’t told you, he was sure he didn’t.
“How do you know about that?”, he asked you, gulping nervously. “Who told you?”
“Does that matter? It shouldn’t matter who the hell told me about your close friendship to Youngho or about your real name? More, I want you to answer whether Youngho asked you to spend time with me or not.”
“No! That definitely didn’t happen! I didn’t know Youngho was your ex until I saw that wallpaper on your phone!”, he exclaimed, his loud voice got the attention of a few other customers in the restaurant. “I’m sorry if you thought I did something like this to you. I didn’t. I really had no idea. Youngho kept his relationship a secret – even from me, his closest friend. I didn’t know he was dating until the day he called me where he told me that he was in deep shit about the whole thing with Ten.”
“So, you didn’t lie to me about that. Thank you, Jaehyun. I needed to have that clear, before… well, you know”, you lightly smiled when you got up. “That’s all I needed to know, Jaehyun. Thank you for being there for me at my lowest. I didn’t get to know you much, but you’re a good guy. I loved the times I spent with you. I truly hope you will find the right one for yourself. Goodbye, Jung Yoonoh.”
It took all your patience not to cry in front of him. When you understood what those petals meant, you didn’t even realize that you had feelings for the young man. However, now, you knew that you were head over heels for the boy.
Finally, you were outside where you finally let your tears roll down your cheeks. It was hard to breathe for a moment. You just told the guy you loved to find the right one for himself because you knew that you weren’t the one. It hurt you so much to admit it, but this made you feel so free and lighter.
You only had one person left to talk to.
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“Thank you so much for coming here, Youngho”, you smiled lightly when Youngho sat down in front of you.
“Of course, that’s the least I can do for you after all I did to you”, he answered.
“Yeah, there were quite a few things you could have done differently. I… I asked you to come here because I had quite a few things I had to tell you and a few questions I needed to ask and clear before…”, you stopped talking for a moment and breathed in to calm yourself down before you started talking once again. “Do you know the hanahaki disease?”
Johnny seemed to understand already what you were on about. He sighed lightly and grabbed your hand. “I know what you’re talking about. Yoonoh already told me”, he admitted and you chuckled.
“Of course, he did. You two were close right? Funny, how he never mentioned that to me, or you”, you snickered and shook your head lightly. “I knew that your best friend’s name was Yoonoh but I didn’t know that he was Yoonoh. I was so disappointed when his ex-girlfriend told me his actual name. Anyway, I just… I just thought I’d meet everyone that meant a lot to me and let them know before… you know.”
It was hard for you to say those words. You were still so young. Now, exactly what your grandmother had warned you about would be the reason for your death. You would leave so many people behind who meant a lot to you.
It hurt you to know that you would leave so many people behind who cared for you. Only because you fell in love with a guy who didn’t care about you as much as you did about him.
“We spent a long time together, Johnny. Even though you did hurt me and I thought I could never forgive you for that, I am. I am forgiving you because I understand your reasons and why you hid all these things from me”, you smiled and quickly wiped your tears away as they rolled down your cheeks.
“Hey, love, don’t cry. Please, don’t cry. I know, this is hard, but at the end, all of us will reach this day. For you, it was just a little too early”, Johnny tried to calm you down.
“I’m so sorry for leaving you all behind just because of my dumb feelings.”
Johnny didn’t say anything more before he got up and took your hand. He pulled you up and escorted you out of the restaurant. “Let’s go somewhere calmer”, he suggested to which you nodded. You didn’t know where he would bring you to.
He didn’t drive fast, however, it was a long way there. When he finally stopped the car, you understood where you were. The same spot Jaehyun had brought you to and where Johnny.
“What a great choice, John”, you laughed lightly and took his hand once again. “I even wanted to ask you to bring me here once more but seems like you thought ahead as usual.”
“Of course, that’s usual for me, you know that, babe”, he grinned and slowly, you two walked there.
While you sat on the cold stones, none of you talked. You just leaned on his shoulder, watching the sun slowly going down. This reminded you of how you had found comfort on Jaehyun’s shoulder a few weeks ago after you had broken up with Johnny. Back then, you hadn’t thought you would come back to this same spot with the same man who had your heart broken.
“I want to ask you for something, John”, you looked up to him and the way your eyes were still a little teary made Johnny feel so disappointed in himself. Maybe if it wasn’t for his mistakes, none of this would be happening.
“Can we pretend like everything was before everything went down? Only for tomorrow and only if your want to, of course. I don’t want to force-“
“Yes. Sure, we can do that”, he smiled and softly pressed a kiss on your forehead. “We can absolutely do that.”
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That night, you spent with Johnny. You two were in his bed, he was holding you in his arms when you two were trying to sleep. However, none of you managed to fall asleep, both of you just stared somewhere else. The atmosphere was quite awkward, you hadn’t done this with Johnny for a while now, however, you tried to ignore it as much as possible.
Being here with Johnny also made you feel comfortable. You were very calm and even your coughing wasn’t as crazy as it was whenever you were alone or with Jaehyun.
This would’ve been the perfect moment for you to finally let go.
However, you didn’t want to, yet. You just weren’t ready for it.
“Try to sleep, love. We’ll go outside early in the morning, yeah?”, Johnny asked you and you nodded slightly, before you closed your eyes and finally fell asleep calmly.
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The first place Johnny took you to, was a small café out of town where you two often went to while you were still together. The breakfast you ate there was good and Johnny managed to make you laugh so often. It was like everything was like before and it was so great for you that you managed to forget about your pain for a while.
Of course, everything good went downhill after a while. You started coughing up more petals and Johnny quickly escorted you out of the café and yelled that he would come back in a second to pay. “Hey, calm down, it’s going to be fine, love”, he softly rubbed over your back while he was talking sweet nothings so your coughing would stop.
When it finally got better, he made you sit down on a bench and quickly went back to the café to pay for the food. You tried to breathe properly and when Johnny was back, he sat down next to you. “Are you better now?”, he asked but you shook your head.
“It never will be better from now on, Johnny. Never. Everything will go down and down until I just can’t breathe anymore. It hurts so much and it’s not just the physical pain”, some tears started rolling down and you didn’t have the nerves to speak anymore. “Everything will get worse and worse until my body can’t take it anymore.”
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Johnny didn’t want to pressure you and took you back home to your place with Taeyong. “Are you sure, you want to be alone until he comes home?”, he asked you, making sure that you’ll be fine. After your little breakdown at the café, he decided to bring you home so you could rest a little. However, he didn’t expect you to ask him to leave.
“Yes, I’m sure. He’ll be home in like three hours anyway, I’ll be fine, Johnny”, you told him while you took off your clothes in your room to change into more comfortable things. Although he had seen you barely clothed very often, he insisted himself to stay outside.
“Alright, I ordered something for you to eat, I’ll get going then, yeah?”, Johnny yelled and a few seconds later, you could hear the door closing and the soft beeps of the door locking.
Johnny really had been a great boyfriend. He always had been sweet, caring, until a bit before you two started spending less time together. Then, you had seen the video of him, where he said that he wasn’t serious about the whole relationship.
Except that, he was the best boyfriend someone could wish for.
Now that both of you were still on good terms and moved on, it was nice to spend time with someone that meant a lot to you before. He still meant a lot to you; however, it wasn’t the same as it used to be.
You decided to watch an episode of your current drama until the food arrived and you could finally eat something. However, your whole body felt so weak, so you had struggles to get up and open up the door when the delivery rang your bell. When you finally managed to get to the door, you took the food Johnny had ordered for you. The guy said it was already paid and left with a simple goodbye.
You slowly moved toward the kitchen and sat down, when you suddenly had problems to breathe. The pain in your chest was making it hard for you to calm down and you sank down to your knees as everything started to get blurry.
Then, it all went black.
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Jaehyun was just getting inside of his small studio apartment when he felt a stinging pain in his chest. He groaned in pain as he didn’t understand what was going on – the pain just started without a reason. When the coughing started, it was weird.
As he looked on his hand, he saw the dark, dead petals of roses, remembering the stories his mother told him about the dead petals someone coughs out.
The person who’s love was unrequited didn’t survive.
Jaehyun didn’t know what to do when he understood what happened. Soon, someone knocked on his door and Jaehyun opened it. It was Taeyong.
“I assume, you know what happened?”, Taeyong asked the young man with tears in his eyes. When Jaehyun nodded, the older man handed him an envelope. “It’s for you. She left it for me to give it to you if something would happen.”
Only thirty minutes later, Jaehyun was feeling better so he finally opened up the envelope. The paper inside of it was small and didn’t have a lot of text on it.
When I leave, please don’t blame yourself or anything. Maybe you didn’t have the same feelings as I did for you, but please, don’t blame yourself. It’s not your fault, not at all. It’s simply mine for letting you into my heart so easily.
- Y/N
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Otters In The Sea
Pairing: bf!youngjae x gn!reader
Genre: fluff
Words: 1.1k
Warning brief mention of sex (nothing happens though), seas and large bodies, mentions of death (but they’re used as sarcasm and humor), youngjae being adorable, sunburns doesn’t exist in this universe lmfaooo put sunscreen kids, but yeah youngjae best boy
Extra Notes: another writing piece for another birthday of my other favorite boy <33 happy birthday to youngjae !!!! i hope you have a blessing birthday, and im sorry for this terrible piece </3
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This is no way representative of the way Got7 act. They’re nothing but references of character, and in no shape or form is this how they act. And I am in no way romanticizing or glamorizing any toxic behavior exhibited, they’re just stories that is meant to be read. Readers discretion is advised.
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“Youngjae!”
You called his name as you walk around the hallway of your beach house to look for the man with the name you’ve been calling out. You and Youngjae opted to have a getaway for his birthday and rented a beach house for the two of you to celebrate, relax and have an intimate little one-on-one session, as neither of you had it due to his stressful schedule.
You found this beautiful beach house, where the backyard is practically a private beach, just for the two of you to sit on the sand and admire the beautiful big blue body of water in front you, where no one can see and interrupt your admiration towards it. Youngjae wasn’t a big beach man, but he did like the thought of owning a private beach house just for the two of you. Put private and “you and him” together, and Youngjae’s sold to any idea, whether he likes doing it/going to it or not.
Nevertheless, Youngjae does want to be away from the public for a bit, and you surprising him with a romantic and unwinding getaway was perfect and he never felt more in love with you for reading his mind.
You two left two days prior to his birthday and you used the first two to walk around and get to know the area. You have so much to unpack for his birthday, and you weren’t about to reveal everything before the special day.
You walked around the beach, hand in hand, as you two just walked to look at the crashing mini wave coming up to the shore. “You know, as much as I love this, why the beach?” Youngjae abruptly asked, breaking the silence. You simply just shrugged, “it’s pretty, just like the birthday boy,” Youngjae rolled his eyes at your cheesy line, making you laugh at his reaction and holding onto his arm even tighter.
“I’m gonna dump you into the sea one day“ Youngjae jokingly remarked after you laughed, to which you teasingly stuck your tongue, “we’ll see if you can try.”
Thie conversation happened yesterday, and today you woke up without feeling your boyfriend next to your bed, which confused you, as Youngjae typically wakes up slightly later than you did. You groaned to yourself, “ugh, where did he go?” as you pushed your blanket away from your body and started your scavenger hunt for him—not before you brush your teeth and doing your skincare, of course.
You called out his name and you checked every room to find Youngjae’s presence. You checked the kitchen, the living room, the other bathroom, you checked everywhere to no avail. You knew he wouldn’t leave, because he could have at least texted you that he’ll be gone, and there was only one area where you could suspect that he’d be out in.
You opened the sliding door, walked out and stood against the railing, chuckling at yourself for your unbelievable suspension being correct. There was Youngjae, in his swimsuit, laying face up in the large waters, his whole hair submerged in the water, so much so you can only see his face, arms, legs and upper torso.
He looked really relaxed, but you had to interrupt his relaxing session, “are you meditating?!” you exclaimed out, hoping he could hear you, despite-from what you can see-his ears being underwater.
“No! I died!”
Youngjae exclaimed back as you laughed at his response. You got down and walked up to the shore. As you get closer, you can see Youngjae even clearer, for someone who hates the beach, he looked really beautiful. He could pass off as a mermaid due to the way he glows in the water, despite the slight red mark of burn starting to form in his exposed skin, however it does seem to be that he has put on sunblock as the bottle was situated next to the towel he laid out in the sand.
But all in all, he felt really relaxed and in tune with himself at this moment, and you couldn’t help yourself but feel the same, even though you were just stood there looking at your boyfriend.
As you were in deep thoughts, without realizing, you suddenly found yourself underwater, the cold water surrounds you and touches your skin in an unexpected way. You quickly realized that Youngjae pulled you into the water, so you pulled yourself up quickly, gasping for air, to find Youngjae no longer in the laying position and laughing at you.
“Choi Youngjae, I’m gonna murder you!” You yelled and began splashing water at him, to which he let out a “hey!“ and you both start to splash water at each other. You two were enjoying the water as the sun slowly fry both of you, but neither of you cared or stopped you from playing, as Youngjae got out of the water and running out of the water, you chasing after him.
You both ran across the sand trying to catch each other and laughing at each other’s clumsy run as both wet feet going against the rubber sandals wasn’t an ideal running shoes. But it didn’t stop either of you going after each other.
Youngjae suddenly stopped his tracks and began going after you, making you run the other way, until he held a grab of you and picked you up.
”Youngjae!” You screamed as he twirled and put you in his shoulder. He set you in in the towel laid, both laughter died down as you two laid down on the towel. Sure the towel was small, but you two managed to fit in.
Youngjae looked down at you, his palm situated in his temple, “did you put sunscreen?” he asked, it was both random but fitting as you two are literally laying under the deadly star, to which you nodded, “yes, Youngjae, I have,” you giggled at him.
”Good,” he whispered as he leans in and attaches his lips into yours. The kiss was loving, chaste, yet passionate, it was a soft moment for the both of you. You were grateful for each other, neither of you would have thought that you would be obsessed with each other like that, but here you are, absolutely in love.
He pulls away as he looks down at you with a smile.
“Happy Birthday, baby,” you smiled, holding onto his cheek, and carassing it slowly and carefully, in fear he gotten any burn, which thankfully he didn’t react, meaning it wasn’t that bad.
“Thank you.”
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yule have a good time — kyg
pairing: kim yugyeom x reader
genre: neighbors au, fluff
wc: 1.8k
synopsis: he's having a hard time cooking christmas dinner next door to you. you hear his struggles and decide to ask him if he needs help.
warnings: none, just some strong language
note: first time writing got7, please let me know what you think!
part of my christmas bash 2020 | main masterlist
"fuck!"
you had heard that word almost twenty times within the hour through the wall to your left. your neighbor was obviously having a rough time with something, maybe he was building an ikea bed or something.
hold on, it was christmas, who in the hell would be building a damn ikea bed on christmas?
you shook your head at your stupid thought, wincing when you heard the telltale sign of a pan hitting the floor, a string of curse words following. you frowned, it sounded like he was struggling. a lot. yet you didn't really want to go check…
you see, the neighbor in question wasn't the kind old man to your right, but the man near your age on your left.
he had moved in next door to you only a few months ago. you had met him on his second day in the complex, when you had brought over a tray of cookies to welcome him. you were floored by the man who opened the door, quickly learning that his name was yugyeom and he lived with his roommate, bambam. he was handsome, of course he was, but you couldn't get over yugyeom's looks. yugyeom was intimidatingly handsome, yet his personality was anything but. it was hard not to have a crush on him, and you were too weak to not have heart eyes.
still, you really didn't want to go over there.
that is, until you heard the loudest crash yet and some extremely strong words follow.
"god fucking dammit!"
you had to go over there, just for your own peace of mind.
you flung your pajamas off, throwing on a nice beige sweater and some jeans so you looked presentable. the last thing you wanted was to look like a mess in front of your cute neighbor. you decided to forgo shoes since you were only walking right next door, padding your way over to his door with only your phone in your hand. you knocked.
"what the fuck now-" he opened the door, "oh shit, uh, hey y/n." a glint of embarrassment shone in his chocolate eyes, a sheepish smile growing on his face as he realized it was you. his dark hair stuck up in every direction, a streak of something on his forehead. it looked like stuffing had been spilled on his shirt as well.
you raised an eyebrow with an amused smirk, "i've heard a couple of pans drop and some very strong words in these past couple hours. do you need some help?"
his cheeks flushed a little at the realization that you had heard everything, his hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck, "i- yeah, i do. come on in."
you grinned up at the tall boy, stepping into his somewhat cluttered apartment. you couldn't expect much given that two boys inhabited the space, at least they had a christmas tree. it was a similar layout to your own apartment, the only difference being an added bedroom. everything else was in the same spot, kitchen in the back corner, a small dining table next to it, living room to your left, and a hallway that led to the bedrooms and a bathroom to your right.
you followed him to the kitchen only to find that it looked as if a bomb had been dropped in it. food was splattered almost everywhere, yet the turkey somehow made it to the oven and seemed like it was cooking successfully. the white counters were a mess, utensils and scraps of food covering the surface almost to the point that you couldn't see it. it smelled like something had been burnt. you were surprised the fire alarm hadn't been triggered.
you took a deep breath, clasping your hands together, "let's clean this up first."
cleaning the mess he had made took a lot less time than expected. as you cleaned the cluttered kitchen, he had explained that he had lost a bet and had to cook christmas dinner for his friends all by himself. unfortunately for him, he had a severe lack of cooking skills, and his roommate had left him to his own devices.
"where is bambam anyways?" you asked as both of you peeled potatoes for the mashed potatoes. the amount that you had peeled already was at least twice the amount yugyeom had done. it was laughable how inept he was in the kitchen, but you found it a little endearing how happy he looked completing such a mundane task.
he sighed, "out getting more stuff to cook with. i burned most of the food before you showed up. really, i owe you one."
"it's no problem," you giggled, "i'm just glad you didn't burn the entire apartment complex down."
he huffed at that, he cheeks puffing out cutely as he peeled the potatoes with more fervor.
the rest of the cooking went off without a hitch, bambam returning with the needed ingredients as you whipped up the mashed potatoes. you had watched as bambam pulled your cooking helper aside, head tilting as the taller boy's cheeks grew tomato red and a smug smile painted the thai boy's lips. yugyeom had come back into the kitchen stuttering and stumbling over his words, suddenly unable to look you in the eye, claiming that he was worried about how the turkey was cooking and almost sticking his head into the three hundred degree oven.
you were still wondering what that was all about.
he had calmed down since then, though the scarlet covering his cheeks never really faded, especially when you leaned closer to him. you had a pretty good feeling of what exactly was bothering him now, but seeing your usually composed neighbor all flustered was too fun to pass up.
you collapsed on the chair next to the boy, the food now set on the kitchen counter and ready to be served. you didn't want to overstep your boundaries, so you started to lift yourself from the seat, "i guess i should go-"
"no, no, stay! you made almost all of this, it only makes sense for you to stay and eat it," he waved his hands around to emphasize how serious he was, his wide eyes only confirming that he really wanted you to stay. you paused, sinking back into the chair with a happy smile.
"thank y-"
he interrupted you, "please don't thank me, if anything i should be thanking you."
a pounding knock at the door prevented you from replying, and yugyeom shot up to answer it. bambam appeared from down the hall, a mischievous glint in his eyes. you didn't want to know what he had planned.
the door opened to reveal five breathtaking men. how his entire friend group was gorgeous, you had no idea, but from the boisterous voices coming from the group, you knew tonight was going to be very entertaining.
"who's this?" one of them asked. his dark hair was long, styled in a mullet. he pulled it off very well, and he seemed like one of your friends' type. maybe you could set them up.
"i'm y/n, their neighbor," you replied, nodding your head towards both yugyeom and bambam, "i helped yugyeom with dinner."
a chorus of 'ahhhh's echoed throughout the room before the one who had spoken prior introduced himself as jaebeom. you learned that the others' names were mark, jackson, jinyoung, and youngjae.
you didn't see the knowing looks between the five men that had shown up and bambam as you turned to walk back into the kitchen.
you were right, dinner was extremely entertaining.
how they were all friends was shocking to you since they were all so different. jackson was almost as loud as bambam, and his stories had you almost choking on your food. jaebeom, jinyoung, mark, and youngjae were on the quieter side, but they still tried to include you in the conversation, which you greatly appreciated.
towards the end of dinner, you saw bambam and jackson share a troublesome grin to each other, both of them glancing at you. you raised an eyebrow at the two boys as bambam almost started cackling. you still didn't know what they had planned.
well, until jackson opened his mouth.
"we were so surprised to hear that yugyeom's crush came over to help him out, y'know."
you glanced over at the boy in question, his face flushing a beet red as he stared wide-eyed at you. you felt your own cheeks grow a little warm as well, as the boys looked between you two. bambam started to screech with laughter at the shock in both of your faces, not used to seeing his roommate so flustered in front of a girl.
"i-i, uh, shit," he whispered before shoving his chair back, "i'll be right back."
bambam continued to laugh as the other five joined in, their chuckles filling the room that had held a tense silence only somewhat before.
you frowned, pushing your chair back and standing up, "i'm gonna go talk to him."
you walked towards the hallway that led to the bedrooms. only one door was closed, so you assumed that was where yugyeom was hiding. you knocked softly, "yugyeom?"
"go away," you heard a muffled voice from the other side of the door. you sighed.
"it's y/n, can i come in please?"
a beat of silence passed before he answered, "...fine."
you opened the door quietly, wincing when the hinges squeaked a little. you found yugyeom face-down on his bed, his somewhat long hair covering any view of his face. you padded over to his dejected form, sitting down next to his sprawled form on the bed. a hand met his back gently, and he jumped at the contact.
"are you here to reject me?" he mumbled, not bothering to turn or even glance at you. you felt your heart clench.
"no, i wanted to say i like you, too."
his form shot up, eyes wide not in embarrassment, but in pure shock. his eyebrows raised excitedly, "you do? this isn't a prank ri-"
you leaned forward to press your lips to his briefly, effectively shutting him up. he stared owlishly at you, and you smiled sweetly back, "you talk too much."
his arms suddenly engulfed your form, pulling you tightly against his broad chest. he buried his head in your hair, "this is the best christmas ever."
your giggles were interrupted by a loud slam behind you, turning around to see the other boys in a pile on the floor.
"i told you not to lean against the door!" jackson yelled at bambam, who grinned at both of you with no shame. both of you giggled at the scene before yugyeom turned to press a kiss to your cheek.
"merry christmas," he mumbled, a small grin growing on his lips.
your heart beated a little faster, "merry christmas."
© to agustdiv1ne. do not copy, repost, steal, and/or translate.
#kim yugyeom x reader#got7 fluff#got7 x reader#got7 yugyeom#got7 smut#got7 imagines#got7 drabbles#got7 scenarios#yugyeom scenarios#yugyeom imagines#yugyeom drabble#yugyeom fluff#yugyeom smut#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#kpop au#kpop smut#got7 au#got7 angst#got7#💌 — gyeom
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New Beginnings.
Elsy + Got7 ft. Chan
elsy sharing her last stage with the boys, having a bittersweet moment. with a small soft moment with chan after.
hope you guys enjoy! still trying to figure out what exactly I will be doing with elsy for right now but just know she’s not going anywhere. please feel free to leave some feedback because it is always appreciated!
[8th Member of Got7]
Elsy took one last look at the camera as she did her final pose from their performance. Her eyes twinkled a little as she held her tears in and smiled.
She felt a little emotional, not because it was the group’s final stage together, but because she knew they’ve came a long way with each other. A chapter was closing, and a new one would begin soon right after.
Nothing was going to change between the group. Even after their last day in JYPE, Elsy knew their bond was going to be strong. Her boys were important to her, and she could never see her life without them. She may have not been there since their debut, but was she ever thankful to had said yes to joining. They welcomed her with open arms, and Elsy knew she had made the right decision.
She loved them, she loved them oh so much. They gave her the best 7 years of her life.
“I feel really happy right now.”
The group had just exited the stage, walking back to their dressing room. Before they entered, they had all gathered in a circle, Elsy taking out her ear piece. “Like really happy.” She said again, staring at everyone. “It may have been our last stage for awhile but, I feel fine.”
“Me too.” Jaebeom smiled. He wrapped an arm around Elsy. “It’s been a long ride.”
“It sure has.” She scrunched up her nose. “I love you guys, honestly.” Feeling her eyes getting watery, Elsy smiled a bit harder so no tears would drop down as she tried her best to hold it in again. “And I know I wasn’t here from the beginning when you guys debuted, but I just want to say thank you from the bottoms of my heart, accepting me in the group.”
“You guys will always be important to me, more than you know.”
“Oh, Elsy.” Jackson chuckled, throwing his arm around her shoulders as well. “I don’t think you understand how much you changed this group for the better when you joined. I don’t think we could imagine not having you.”
She hugged Jackson tightly. “Thanks for always taking care of me, too.”
The girl looked at all of them. It may have been their last stage together, but she knew this wasn’t the end. New beginnings were going to be happening to not only her but for the rest of the group. She couldn’t wait to see what the future held for her, and was ready to support the others every step of the way.
“What are you plans now Elsy?” Jinyoung questioned.
She shrugged her shoulders as she thought about it. “Take a small break for now, see which company I like best. I have a lot on the line.”
“So you’ll still be singing?” Youngjae asked.
“Of course!” Elsy giggled. “I love singing, there’s no way I can turn away from it.”
But deep down, Elsy didn’t know how to feel about actually going solo now. She was so used to always making music with her boys that she knew this time around when making music it would feel different.
Which is why she was going to give herself some time to prepare herself for it.
But either way, when it came down to finally start making music on her own, she would call up on one of them to help her out.
“That’s great.” Yugyeom patted her shoulder. “I’m going to miss you.”
“I’m not going anywhere. And you’re not either. You and Bam are still gonna end up barging into my apartment whenever.” Elsy chuckled. “Am i right or am I right?”
“Right.” The two said in sync.
The group began making their way again to their dressing room before Jinyoung had stopped her from entering just yet. He pulled her back, taking her in for a hug. “I know you’re a bit hesitate now with making music on your own but just know you’re going to do great.”
Elsy relaxed herself, sighing as she hugged Jinyoung back. The two never noticing the way Jackson had stared at them before walking in the room.
“Thanks, Jinyoung.” She said. “You’ll help me if I need it right?”
“Of course.” He broke apart. “You’ll always have me even if we’re going our separate ways right now.”
Elsy smiled at him, although they had a rocky relationship toreares the end. She was still thankful to have someone like Jinyoung in her life. She loved them all, but Jinyoung was her rock. The one who she shared everything with and the one who she had the most strongest relationship with. And he will always have a special place in her heart.
“I love you.” She said. “Always had. Thank you for being there always. And having to put up with me.” Elsy laughed.
“Having you was interesting but definitely something.” He laughed as well.
Jinyoung looked back to see Chan approaching the two. He noticed the younger boy a little hesitate but relaxed when Jinyoung smiled at him. “You have someone looking for you. I’ll give you some space.”
Elsy was confused as she turned around when Jinyoung passed her to head inside the dressing room. Her face lit up when seeing Chan.
Without saying anything, the two crashed together, engulfing each other in a tight hug. They were silent, Elsy burying her face in the crook of his neck. They hadn’t seen each other lately and Chan definitely wanted to see her more than ever now that the news had broken out of her not renewing her contract.
“You’re really leaving, huh?”
“I am.” She whispered.
Her answer only made Chan hug Elsy more tightly. He was happy for her and for her plans for the future but he also didn’t want to see Elsy go. Them two have also come a long way in that company.
He met his best friend, and now she was leaving.
“It’s going to be weird without you now.” He slightly chuckled.
“You can still visit me.” She smiled, breaking apart.
“Yeah, but it won’t be the same. We entered the same year and now you’re leaving.” Chan said as his smile began to fade. “Any plans now?”
“Still deciding on what company I should go to. Been getting a lot of love calls that many companies want me.”
“Well, whatever you decide to do, I’ll be right by your side to support you.” The boy said, booping Elsy’s nose. “But now, where do we stand?”
“Me leaving won’t change anything between us.” Elsy assured him. “And I definitely still want you next to me as my new journey starts.”
“So are you saying-“
Elsy chuckled a bit. “Yes, only when you’re ready too.” She said, laughing again when seeing Chan’s face lit up.
“Okay, okay.” Chan said excitedly. “I’m ready when you are and I’m pretty sure you’re ready. But, I want you to figure out first what you’re going to do next. Then after that, we can talk about the next steps for us.”
“I like that idea.” Elsy grinned. Chan winked, grabbing Elsy’s hand and giving it a small peck. “Thank you, Channie.”
Elsy couldn’t help the one tear that slipped down her cheek as she stared at Chan. If it wasn’t for JYPE, she wouldn’t have found her best friend. She even felt like she was leaving him behind, starting her new journey, but was also proud that he was finally in the middle of his.
“Don’t cry.” He chuckled, wiping her tear away.
“Good luck, and keep up the great work you’re doing, Chris.” She smiled. He smiled back at her, engulfing her into another tight hug.
The two stayed like that until it was time for them to go. Elsy walked back to the dressing room as Chan walked off, but then ended up turning back around to look at each other.
Chan smiled as he pointed at her. “I’ll be waiting for you.”
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So, I have to admit that over quarantine last year my suite mate really got me into KPOP boy groups (plus KARD, we spent a total of 3 days straight crash coursing the industry and watching MVs) so I wanted to share this with you guys as a sort of get to know me and intro of myself into the KPOP stan world. ( I am new to this and am learning more from my suite mate every day. We made a pact that if I listened to her KPOP she would listen to my “Emo” music. I know there are important things to note about each group and I’m learning those but rn I’m just in it for the stellar music and visuals. I hope you can understand. please don’t come for me if I mess something up!)
Without further a’du, in no particular order, here are my bias’ and fave songs from each group!:
WAYV-
Bias: Ten
Bias wrecker: Yang Yang
(Ten is my overall bias incase you were wondering)
Fave song: Love Talk (listen….it’s a good song okayyyy….but, if you count Low Low then that one is on rotation constantly.)
Monsta X-
Bias: Hyungwon
Bias wrecker: Shownu
Fave song: Love Killa (the music vid is immaculate and I consistently find myself saying…”oh I’m sorry? Did I make you anxious?” On a daily basis)
ATEEZ-
Bias: San
Bias wrecker: Wooyoung
Fave song: Deja Vu (listen…the MV had me feelin some typa way….)
BTS-
Bias: V
Bias wrecker: RM
Fave song: Black Swan (Fake Love is up there though. Fun fact: don’t @ me but I used to highly dislike BTS because all the girls at my school that loved them bullied me and I wasn’t about that life.)
EXO-
Bias: Kai
Bias Wrecker: Xiumin
Fave Song: Call Me Baby (it’s a freakin classic you pull this bad boy or Growl out at a party and it’s on. Fun Fact: I almost ended up in the ER trying to learn this dance.)
Got7-
Bias: Jackson
Bias wrecker: Jay B
Fave Song: NOT BY THE MOON (The MV is *chefs kiss*)
iKON-
Bias: Song
Bias wrecker: Jay
Fave Song: Love Scenario
NCT-
Bias: Ten
Bias wrecker: Jaehyun
Fave Song: Nectar (First Kpop song I ever heard!)
NCT127-
Bias: Jaehyun
Bias wrecker: Jungwoo
Fave Song: Regular (I couldn’t decide between that one or Kick It, which by the way is on my gym playlist)
NCT Dream-
Bias: Jeno
Bias wrecker: Jaemin
Fave Song: Ridin’
NCT U-
Bias: Ten
Bias wrecker: Taeyong
Fave Song: 90s Love (does it really need an explanation??)
Pentagon-
Bias: Yanan
Bias wrecker: Yeo One
Fave song: Daisy (the MV is amazing!!!)
SHINee-
Bias: Taemin
Bias wrecker: Onew
Fave song: Lucifer (it’s a freakin classic)
Stray Kids-
Bias: Felix
Bias wrecker: Bang Chan
(Sometimes Hyunjin, honestly just mesmerized by how pretty and talented he is)
Fave Song: Red Lights (do I even need to explain why?!! Honestly this was hard because I’m a Stay through and through and love everything they put out. But this MV made me scream so bonus points for that I guess)
SuperM-
Bias: Ten
Bias wrecker: Kai
Fave Song: Jopping (it’s just SO easy to dance too I love it)
The Boyz-
Bias: Hyunjae
Bias wrecker: Juyeon
Fave Song: Kiss Me If You Can
TXT-
Bias: Beomygu
Bias Wrecker: Huening Kai
Fave Song: lo$er=lo❤️er (it’s between that one and anti-romantic, no not because of the trend, but honestly they’re in my top groups to listen to! So choosing one was hard! Frost was so good too! i just really love these boys!)
VICTON-
Bias: Hanse
Bias wrecker: Subin
Fave song: Flip A Coin
Solo artists:
KANG DANIEL - PARANOIA (the amount of times I’ve been caught secretively dancing to this in the suite is kinda embarrassing)
Jackson Wang- Bullet To The Heart (I sing this one an unhealthy amount)
Songs that I love but haven’t really grasped on to the group yet:
CIX - Movie Star (it’s catchy)
KARD- GUNSHOT (I LOVE this song sm)
If you have any other recommendations that fit within the theme of my faves I’d love to listen to them! Feel free to leave them! (Please note that I have a really hard time enjoying slow ballads even in the music i regularly listen to so I’m not really looking for those rn.) I can’t wait to meet all the lovely people within the fandoms. So far it’s made my heart full! 🖤
I hope you have a GN everyone. Stay beautiful. I love you all so much more than you know.
Xx -K🖤
#KPOP#kpop Stan#WAYV#monsta x#ATEEZ#BTS#EXO#got7#iKon#NCT#nct127#NCT U#nct dream#pentagon#shinee#stray kids#SKZ#Stay#superm#the boyz#txt#tomorrow x together#VICTON#kang daniel#jackson wang#CIX#KARD#Ten
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“What did you want to talk to me about?” - JB
You and JB had been friends pretty much your whole lives, and as you grew older you only got closer. Throughout all your other friendships and relationships, he always seemed to be your priority, but to you that was just normal.
Of course, things got harder as his career took off, but you were always right there to support him. Even the rest of GOT7 would call you their number one fan because of how much you would cheer them on.
What you didn’t realise was how much JB was struggling with the time apart from you. Any time his mind got the chance to wander while he was working away, it always managed to settle on you. If he’d texted you or called you every time he thought of you, he was sure you’d think he was some sort of obsessed stalker.
He would often wonder what you were doing without him, and one day his brain arrived at the conclusion you could be hanging out with another guy, even looking to date. The anger and annoyance he felt at that thought was completely irrational and he knew that. You were just his best friend, and you’d dated before, why would it matter if you dated now? He knew the answer, even if he was reluctant to admit it to himself.
He pulled out his phone and gave you a call.
“Jae!” you answered.
His lips naturally curled into a smile at the sound of your voice. “Hey, I’m missing you.”
You’d always loved the fact that JB was straight to the point.
“Ah, I’m missing you too,” you answered. “When are you back?”
“Actually, that’s why I was calling,” his tone was suddenly serious. “I’m finally free tomorrow evening, mind if I come over?”
“Of course, you know I’ve always got time for my Beommie,” you told him, “Is everything ok though?”
“Yeah, I just want to talk you about something.”
“We’re talking now,” you reminded him.
“I know,” he said with a slight chuckle, “But this would be better face to face. Plus, I miss you.”
You hummed happily. “You’ve already told me that.”
“Well, it’s true. I just need to see you in person again.”
“Ok, get here as early as you can then,” you urged him before saying your goodbyes.
The next evening couldn’t come quick enough, partly because you’d missed JB and just needed to hug your best friend again, and partly because you were worried about him. Something about him seemed off on the phone and you were getting anxious about what he needed to tell you that had to be said face to face.
Finally, you heard your doorbell ring and you can’t remember the last time you moved that fast. After confirming it was him through the peep hole, you pulled the door open and all but flung yourself at him as you greeted him.
He laughed as he wrapped his arms around you keeping you close for a moment longer than necessary.
“Are you ok?” you asked him, pulling back to look him in the eye.
“Yeah, fine,” he said, sliding off his shoes and jacket as he entered.
“You had me worried, you sounded so serious on the phone,” you told him. “What did you want to talk to me about?”
He sucked in a deep breath as he lead the two of you to sit on the sofa.
“I’m really sorry if I say this and mess everything up, but I’ve had so much time alone with my thoughts in between schedules and things, and I know I can’t keep this from you.”
“Jae, you’re starting to scare me,” you said, trying to smile as if you were joking, but you knew you weren’t.
“I don’t think I think about you like a friend anymore.” He saw your face drop at his words and grabbed your hand in his. “Just let me finish,” he rushed out, “Don’t jump to conclusions.
“While I was missing you, I started thinking, probably too much, and found myself wondering what you might be doing in your spare time. My first thought was just a hope that you were thinking about me too. But then I realised, there’s no real reason that you would be. You have other friends you could be hanging out with, plus we’re in our mid-20s, what’s to stop you dating.
“That’s when I called you. I wasn’t just calling to hear your voice. I needed you to answer immediately so I knew you weren’t out with someone else.”
Your gaze had softened the longer he spoke, but there was still confusion in your eyes.
“I know I have no right to be offended if you were on a date, but the jealously I felt thinking of you out somewhere laughing at another guy’s jokes, maybe even kissing him goodnight afterwards, I just felt so irrationally angry.
“So, basically, somewhere down the line, I think I stopped liking you as a friend, and started to develop real feelings for you. If you still want me as a best friend, then nothing changes. I’m here for you, however you decide you want that to be.”
You were too stunned for words in that moment. The pure honesty and compassion in Jaebeom’s words had left you breathless. So, instead of speaking, you did the first thing that came to your mind.
You kissed him.
As your lips danced against his, you felt him relax, a smile creeping onto your face.
As you pulled away, hands still cupping his face, you finally spoke. “Thank you. I know that seems like a stupid thing to say, but thank you so much for talking to me about this, and not letting it get in the way.”
His hands came up to your wrists, his thumbs running circles over your skin as you continued.
“You’ve always been my number one person, and if you want this to go beyond friends, I am more than happy to go there with you,” you told him.
JB’s face lit up at your words as he pulled you in close again, crashing his lips to yours with more passion than last time. As you tangled your fingers in hair, you decided you’d quite like to stay locked in this moment forever.
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Thanks To You
Pairing: Park Jinyoung x reader
Genre: established relationship au / angst-fluff
Warnings: very emotional break down
Word count: 1212
It wasn’t often that you would find yourself in a position like this. Your fiancé Jinyoung wasn’t someone who hid his feelings from you; in fact, you both agreed early on that honesty was the key for good communication in a relationship. It was why you worked so well together. He could tell when something was up with you and knew just how to comfort you. And whilst you’d generally be the same, it wasn’t as balanced as you would like.
Jinyoung handled conflict differently than you did. You’d be the type to cry and become evidently hurt, as if someone had stomped on your foot and left you with a painful limp. You would crave endless comfort from words and physical connection. And eventually, you would heal and grow strong again. Jinyoung would be more logical. He would explain the situation and seek out your thoughts. Or he would be the type to whine if there was something that bothered him lightly, pouting and airing his grudges and petulant thoughts with ease. There was hardly a time when he would break down like you did.
But it didn’t mean he was immune to it either.
“Oh,” you breathed when he made his way into the apartment that evening, one look in his direction showing you just how long he had struggled to hold on. Before you could even get down off the stool in front of the kitchen countertop, he had approached you swiftly, burying his head into your neck, clinging onto you tightly. You felt the shudder of his emotions then, the wall he had built up temporarily to get him through until he sought you out crashing down and the flood began.
And because you weren’t used to his tears, it always overwhelmed you. The raw sounds that accompanied his sobs, the shaking that took over his body as a reaction to losing control, the sheer vulnerability of his position upon you made a lump form in your throat as tears threatened to spill down your cheeks. You were torn between wanting to destroy whatever or whoever had made him break this bad and equally nurture him forever. Your hands were on his back and in his hair, comforting as best as you could, cradling him to you more firmly in fear he wouldn’t be able to stop.
You sensed the weakness draining his body before he did, sliding off the stool and walking you both over to the couch, pulling him down into your arms as you sat on it. And there you watched as the man you loved, your protector and your rock, curled up into your arms with his head against your chest, seeking refuge and strength from you instead.
If you weren’t raging with the turmoil of his unknown source of pain, you would have felt empowered that Jinyoung had decided that you were the most important person where he felt he could shed all the layers and lay himself bare in your arms right now.
For an immeasurable moment, you let him cry. You soothed him with your hands, even rocked your bodies gently back and forth on the couch. Eventually, when you noticed the tears had run their course, you reached for his head, cradling his chin in one hand as you gently ran your thumb under his eyes to collect the remaining tears. Jinyoung allowed you to do as you pleased, exhausted from such an outburst.
You were grateful that he wasn’t like you to some extent. You were always so quick to say you were sorry for unloading your burdens on him. It was an engrained reaction to apologise for being dramatic or easily emotional, conditioned into you from years of feeling to others that you had unloaded too much onto their shoulders. Jinyoung would always chastise you for it, and even with him looking so small right now, he gently smiled.
“I feel better thanks to you.”
“I’m glad you do,” you mentioned softly, brushing his hair out of his eyes and then cupping his face in both of your hands. “Are you hungry?”
“No, can we just lay like this a little longer?”
You nodded and Jinyoung lowered his head back to your chest, his hands no longer gripping onto your shirt, instead loosely resting on you. He sighed. “Sometimes I think life is too much for a mere human to bear.”
“We go through a lot of lessons and pressures that seem unfair.”
“Mm,” he hummed, nuzzling your chest a little to find the perfect, comfortable spot. “I wonder if it ever eases off? This continued need to try and be the best you can be. Even when I acknowledge my faults, I’m still trying to be better.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being better, Jinyoung. But sometimes being just who you are now is a good place to rest until it’s time to strive for improvement.”
“I knew you’d get me.”
“You know all too well I’m on my own mindful journey,” you pointed out and Jinyoung nodded against you. Your hands were back in his hair, running through it repeatedly. “But you are human. Sometimes it’s going to hurt to learn about the world.”
“I feel stupid but equally relieved for letting go.”
“I’m grateful you trusted in me to do so,” you admitted and Jinyoung’s arm reached up so you could move into the palm of his hand and kiss him. It was the little things in how you both worked that healed you more in moments like this.
Little gestures that could make both of your hearts soar together.
“I trust you with my life.”
“That’s dangerous given how clumsy I am with my own,” you teased lightly, knowing his mood was easing off.
The chuckle he let out was music to your ears. Maybe because he still sounded hoarse from all his crying, Jinyoung laughing sounded even better than before. It was a real genuine laugh and you couldn’t stop yourself from grinning at the sound.
“I know you’ll look after me with every fibre you have in your body.”
“I was thinking earlier about preparing myself to go to war with whoever made my man cry like that, I must confess.”
Jinyoung shuffled just enough so he could look up at you and beam with pride with your possessive stance. “You’re too beautiful to be so vicious.”
“What?! I would. Just name the culprit and I’ll make them wish they never crossed paths with you.”
“Protective, Y/N. I love it,” he said with another chuckle, closing his eyes a moment later. “This is far too comfortable. Maybe I should break down more often and end up right here.”
“Using my chest as a pillow?”
“You use my body as one quite often,” he remarked and you laughed breathily.
“I suppose then it’s only fair.”
“I felt like the world was too hard to live in today,” he said in a voice just louder than a whisper a moment later, his humour easing off. “Coming home to you reminded me why it’s not.”
You shared a smile then. It didn’t matter who comforted who. You knew together that life could continue to throw curveballs your way.
You had each other to come home to.
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got7 reaction | afternoon by h1ghr
a/n: i'm simply obsessed with all songs by h1ghr music!! you guys should check it out!
warnings: none i think
im jaebum:
"if you ever leave, 모든 걸 잃은 듯"
"if you ever leave, it'd be like i lost everything"
the reason you had fought was stupid. jaebum just wouldn't listen to your reasoning and kept raising his voice, making you extremely mad. you didn't want to fight with him nor yell back at him, so instead you just left, leaving him behind while he was at kitchen yelling to the walls.
you wanted to give him some space for him to calm down so you both could talk like normal people instead of yelling. you just went to the park nearby to take a walk and then go back.
what you didn't know was that when jaebum made his way back to living room still yelling and didn't see you, it was like his world came crashing down, and the first thought on his mind was that you had left forever. he started calling you only to find your phone laying on the coach. he went down the building and started running around looking for any sign of you.
when he finally made to the park, he saw you coming back at his direction. you tilted your head in confusion as jaebum ran in your direction trapping you in his arms.
"what are you doing here, jaebum?" you asked with your face pressed against his chest.
"please, don't ever leave again" he murmured "i thought i had lost everything"
you didn't say anything at first and just passed your arms around his waist hugging him back "i won't"
mark tuan:
"can you love me too? 난 네가 필요해 널 떠날 일은 없어"
"can you love me too? i need you, i won't ever leave you"
you didn't understand why a womanizer like mark was chasing you while he had other women ready to accept his flirting and everything. actually, you knew why, because you were being difficult therefore more interesting. that's why you made a promise to yourself: you wouldn't fall for him. so when he appeared in front of your door with a bouquet of red roses, you were ready to shut the door on his face but he was faster and put his feet on the door preventing you from closing it.
"y/n! listen to me, please" he pleaded with those stupid puppy eyes that you had to admit made you softie.
you took a deep breath and crossed your arms waiting for him to continue which made him open a smile.
"i know that my reputation with women is not the best.." he started "but i'll let you know i didn't sleep nor kissed any other women since i met you"
"hard to believe" you murmured.
"i know i know" he sighed "i didn't believe in love at first sight but that change completely when i saw you for the first time. y/n please, give me a chance. when i first put my eyes on you, i felt something in my chest and everytime i see you, i feel like things finally have meaning for me. i know you think i can't be trusted but if you give a chance i promise i won't ever leave you"
you were a little taken back by his confession so all you could was murmur a "i'll think about" before closing the door and try to calm your heart.
jackson wang:
"어딜 가도 너만 찾아 손을 잡고 멀리 떠나자"
"anywhere i go, i only look for you. take my hand and let’s run away"
you were standing at the corner, with a drink in your hands, observing the people at the party. you hated these things but it was the company police so you had to come. you finished your drink just in time to see your coworker jackson entering the hall. his eyes all over the place as if he was looking for someone until the fell on you, you managed a little wave and he made his way towards you.
"you are late" you pointed out once he was next to you.
"i know! blame the elevator at my building which decided to stop with me inside" he sighed "why are you here and not enjoying the party?"
"you know it's not my thing" you shrugged "but you can go if want, i'll just stay here for a while then go home"
jackson looked at you and, while smiling, offered you his hand "i couldn't possibly have fun without you, y/n. let's go"
you hesitated "to where? you just arrived!"
his smile grew bigger and he grabbed your hand "you'll see. now, come on!"
hand in hand, you both left the party. you didn't know where jackson was taking you, but the feeling was amazing.
park jinyoung:
"이렇게 나 천천히 빠져가는 건지 침착하려고 잘 보이려고"
" i was slowly falling in, trynna stay steady, trynna look good"
you were trying to understand the question in your notebook for the past five minutes. it wasn't making any sense at all. you passed your hands through your face clearly frustrated and turned to the side to take a look at your friend jinyoung, just to find him already looking at you.
once he saw that you caught him, he coughed and returned his gaze to his book "wow this is so easy, y/n! i already finished"
"it's not my fault my brain can't work this out" you rolled your eyes at his remark "can you, please, help me out?"
"of course you need the help of the almighty jinyoung" he smirked pulling his chair close to yours "but don't fear my dear lady, i'll help you"
you punched him softly in the shoulder as he started to help you. jinyoung was always acting like this around and you always took as his joking side but little did you know that he only acted like that to hide his feelings for you. they were growing more and more each day.
choi youngjae:
"it’s alright 고민을 내려놔 oh 난 바라는 게 없어 네 마음뿐"
"it’s alright, let go of your worries. don't need anything but your heart"
you were scared to give your heart to someone again. the first time you gave it, you were left with it completely broken. so this time, you were a bit skeptical about giving to someone. but youngjae was so sweet. he was the best. always putting you and your needs first, never doing anything that you weren't comfortable with. it was getting harder and harder not falling in love with him.
"are you okay, my love?" youngjae asked during one of your dates "you seem to have a lot on your mind"
you stopped on your tracks and stared at him "i'm scared"
he furrowed his brows in confusion "scared of what, love?" he asked coming closer and putting his hands on your arms.
"of this. of us" you sighed "i.. i don't know, youngjae. i'm scared of giving you my heart"
he looked at you with such loving eyes that made you want to cry. he pulled you to a hug and was calmly passing his hands on your back when he said "you don't have to give me if you don't want to"
"but i want to!" you pulled away quickly looking at him "i do.. it's just-"
"y/n" he said your name putting his hands on your cheeks "you don't have to worry. it's okay. i don't need anything else but you. all i can do is promise that i won't break your heart and give you time to decide if you want to give it to me. i can wait"
you felt your tears fall down as you pulled him for another hug.
bambam:
"i'mma love you in the morning and in the evening, and even in the afternoon"
you woke up with someone kissing your cheek, making a smile appear on your face. bambam always woke up before you and to wake you up, he would fill your face with kisses. you never told him but it was the best way to wake up in the morning. then, you would carry on with your day much happier.
at night, you would always arrive first. then when bambam finally made his way home, he would put his arms around you and fill you up with kisses again. that’s how your night routine had to start.
that day however, you didn’t go to work and when the afternoon arrived, you were finding yourself bored. you had sent a text to bambam asking at what time he would be back but he never answered. you made yourself to the kitchen putting your earbuds deciding to, at least, wash the pile of dishes you had on your sink.
you were moving your hips to the rhythm of the music when you felt arms around your waist and kisses on your cheek. a smile opened in your face.
“you’re very early, bam” you said taking off your earbuds.
“i know” he smirked as you turned to face him “but there’s no right time for me to love you”
you started laughing at his cheesiness but he cut you off by placing a kiss on your lips.
kim yugyeom:
"하고픈 거 다해 내 옆에 있을 때 모두 현실이 돼"
"you can do whatever you like when you’re with me. everything becomes reality"
you couldn’t believe this was happening. you were actually standing in front of the eiffel tower. you just couldn’t believe this was happening. this had been your dream ever since you were a child and now it was finally true. the tears wanted to come but you were so happy that you didn’t wanna cry, even if it was happy tears.
“are you enjoying, babe?” yugyeom asked while back hugging you.
“i can’t believe you brought me here” you said smiling.
early that day, yugyeom had asked you to pack somethings on a bag and come with him, then, out of nowhere, you too were on a plane to paris.
“i told you i’ll make everything become a reality for you” he said making you turn to him “whatever you want, just say it”
“you’re too good to me, yug” you passed your hands around his waist hugging him.
“it’s because i love you, silly” he replied holding you tighter.
#got7#got7 mark#got7 jb#got7 jackson#got7 bambam#got7 youngjae#got7 yugyeom#got7 jinyoung#got7 jaebum#got7 reactions#kpop reactions#kpop au#got7 au
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Hi love! Could do one of Got7 Yugyeom being super clingy and whiny all day until he finally tells you he is horny so you take care of him😏 (Also him wearing panties)
Of course! Thank you for the request!❤
⚠️Warnings⚠️: sub!Yugyeom, fem!dom!reader, pegging, fingering (male recieving), he wears panties, you fuck him against a wall.
Needy Babyboy
You and your boyfriend were both ecstatic when he had come home from tour. You hated being away from your baby for too long, and sometimes phone calls just weren't enough. Most of the time, when the boys are touring, Yugyeom gets bratty. If he's away for too long he starts to think that you have no more control over him, teasing you endlessly with pictures and videos until he gets home. This tour, however, was shorter than most of their other ones, so you didn't have to discipline Yugyeom when he got back. It was pretty late in the day when they did get back though, so as soon as he had entered the apartment he crashed, barely making it to your shared bed. The next day, the boys invited you both over to just relax, playing random games and watching movies, or anything else anyone wanted to do that didn't involve leaving the house.
Another little fact about your boyfriend, was that he was somewhat new to relationships. While he could be a brat sometimes, more often than not he was too embarrassed to bring up what he wanted you to do to him. Yugyeom also had a small problem with PDA. The most he would do in public is hold your hand; one time you had kissed his cheek, and you swear he almost exploded from all the blood that moved to his face. You didn't mind though, if he was uncomfortable with it you would make sure not to do it. With all this in mind, you probably should have seen that something was wrong sooner.
While you were hanging out with the guys, Yugyeom had been oddly clingy. As soon as you sat down he would basically smother you in cuddles. Whenever the boys weren't looking he would press a quick kiss to your cheek. When you got up to get something, he would trail behind you like a lost puppy. The boys would tease him for being so close to you, which would usually make him stop, but instead his face would turn a light pink and he cuddled into you more. You were very confused, but thought nothing of it, thinking he was just clingy because he had been away for so long.
You had to practically fight Yugyeom off of you when you got up to get a drink from the kitchen. He got up soon after, trailing behind you like he had all night. He apparently hadn't got up for nothing, because when he had reached the kitchen, he immediately went to the fridge. You decided to get two glasses down from the cabinet, almost dropping them when you looked back at your boyfriend.
Yugyeom was bent over, digging around for a certain drink. You took the time to admire his ass, but let out a quiet gasp when he moved to crouch down to reach a lower shelf. As he crouched down, his shirt rode up while his pants dropped a tiny bit, revealing what he was wearing underneath them. Suddenly the clinginess had all made sense once you saw the pretty pink panties he had been wearing all night. You stepped closer to him once he had stood up with his drink in hand and closed the fridge. Yugyeom gasped as he turned around, surprised to see you so close to him. He gulped when you set your hands on his hips.
"What was that?" His eyes widened as he looked away from your piercing gaze.
"W-what was what?" You moved your hands under his shirt, making him close his eyes and bite his lip at the feeling of your cold hands on his skin.
"Don't lie to me babyboy. Tell mommy what you're wearing under your clothes." He shivered as your hands moved lower, tugging at the lace on the edge of the panties he was wearing. He whimpered, grinding his hips into yours.
"I-I just wanted to look p-pretty for you mommy." He whined as you pushed his hips back into the fridge. You smirked, leaning up to press some kisses to his neck, making him whimper again.
"C'mon baby, tell mommy what you want." His breathing was erratic, coming out in quick pants as your fingers teased him over his jeans.
"W-want mommy to take me home and fuck me. P-please mommy! Want you to fuck me on every surface of our house, please!" He whined needily, lowering his voice so his hyungs wouldn't hear him. You growled against his throat, thinking of every place you could throw him against.
"Fuck, why are you so goddamn hot?" He whimpered as you bit his neck before pulling away from him. You put the glasses you had gotten out back in the cupboard, throwing the drink he got haphazardly into the fridge and dragging him to the door. "Thanks for having us over but we've gotta go home, see ya later." You quickly yelled from the door as you hurriedly put your shoes on, Yugyeom doing the same.
"Don't break him please, we need him for practise tomorrow." You heard Jaebum yell from the living room. You smirked at Yugyeom's flushed face before yelling back a reply and bolting out the door with your flustered boyfriend.
"No promises!" You heard Jaebum let out a laugh as you closed the door, bolting to your car. Your right hand rested on his inner thigh, squeezing and lightly brushing your fingers over the rising tent in his pants when you got on the road. Whenever you made it to a red light, you grabbed the back of his head and brought him into a heated kiss, tongues fighting each other aggressively. He whined and whimpered, letting out a few quiet moans as you neared your shared house. You were pretty sure you were going over the speed limit at this point, but you really didn't care- there weren't that many cars on the road anyways.
As soon as you entered your house you slammed him against the door, loving the way he moaned into your mouth. You started pulling him to the bedroom by his waist, stopping every once in a while to pin him against a wall as random articles of clothing were thrown randomly- though you made sure to leave his panties on. Upon entering the bedroom, you almost threw him to the bed but stopped as you got an idea. You threw him to your bedroom wall, nibbling on his earlobe.
"Stay right here baby." He whimpered and nodded as you turned to get your favorite toy from your closet. Yugyeom whined as he saw you return from the closet a few minutes later with your biggest strap-on secured around your waist and a bottle of lube in your grip. You lubed up the toy as you walked over to him, adding a little more lube to your fingers so you could stretch him out. One of your hands held his hip while the other hand's pointer finger moved his panties aside to tease his entrance. He whimpered and gripped your shoulders tightly. "Mommy's gonna fuck you against the wall, would you like that babyboy?" You asked as your finger entered him. He let out a gasp at the intrusion and your vulgar words.
"F-fuck- yes! Please mommy!" He whimpered as you started moving your finger inside him. His nails dug deep in your shoulder as you curled your finger inside of him, brushing over his prostate. The loud moan he let out as you hit it made you smirk. You stuck another finger in, making sure to hit his sweet spot with every movement of your fingers. After a few minutes, you had decided that he had been stretched enough and pulled your fingers out of him. Yugyeom whined in disappointment before gasping as he felt the tip of the dildo enter him. Your hands moved to the underside of his thighs once you had fully sheathed the toy inside him. You squeezed his thighs making him whine.
"Jump." He jumped a bit, moaning as the fake cock moved inside of him with the movement. You tightly gripped his thighs, pushing your hips further into his to keep him against the wall. The movement caused the toy to move deeper into him, making him close his eyes in bliss, leaning his head against the wall.
You slowly began to thrust into him, moving faster once you heard the pretty noises he let out. His hands moved from your shoulders to your hair, tugging it lightly as he moaned louder. Your hands moved from his thighs to his ass, moving him higher against the wall. He locked his ankles around your waist, crying out loudly in pleasure as you started pounding into him. The heels of his feet pushed your hips further into him, making you hit his prostate. One of his hands stayed in your hair while the other moved down your back, making you groan as his nails dug into your skin.
"F-fuck! Mommy!! Mommy I-I'm gonna cum! Fuck- P-please let me cum mommy! I-I need it- please!!" You growled at the pretty pleas falling from Yugyeom's lips, biting down on the flesh of his neck, leaving a bright red mark as you sped up the movement of your hips. His cries of pleasure turned desperate as you didn't answer him. "M-mommy~! Please!"
"Go ahead babyboy, cum for mommy." He let out a loud moan, his nails digging into your back as he mumbled incoherent 'thank you's. After a few minutes he came with a loud cry, staining the pink panties that he was still wearing. You slowed down your movements, setting his legs down as he leaned against you. He whined as you pulled the stained fabric down his legs.
"They're ruined now…" he whined with a pout as you tossed them onto the bed. You chuckled, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"It's alright baby, I can buy you some new ones." You told him as you moved one of your hands back to his waist, the other wrapping around his dick, squeezing it lightly. He gasped in over sensitivity, his hands flying back to your shoulders.
"M-mommy?" He stuttered, looking at you in confusion.
"You said you wanted me to fuck you against everything in our house, didn't you?" You said with a dark chuckle as you dragged him into the kitchen to bend him over the table. Yugyeom gulped, his dick twitching in excitement as he realized the night was far from over.
#dom!reader#dom reader#sub kpop#sub!kpop#sub idol#sub!idol#sub!got7#sub got7#sub!yugyeom#sub yugyeom#got7 yugyeom#yugyeom#got7 reactions#got7 imagines#got7 scenarios#kpop imagines#kpop reactions#kpop scenarios
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Requested by: @bluekidohoonikonsmutopera
Group/member: Vixx's Hyuk (Han Sanghyuk), Got7's Jackson
Genre: Smut; warnings: daddy kink, fingering, cheating, no condom, fingering, mentions of marking, oral
Title: Man of the Hour
Word count: 3.2 k
Notes: This was a whole mess, I typed it out and it didn't save so I had to retype it and it was all just a rollercoaster. But, I finally finished it, I hope you enjoy, and I'm sorry this took so long to write~~💕💕 Also, tell me if y'all want a part 2 because that ending got me feeling 🥵🥵
As the chandeliers lit up the dim and warm room, you put the champagne glass to your lips, taking a sip. The announcer still calling the last few names of the guests arriving, the last guest being the most important. This gala was the biggest one held every year, topping the rest and putting them to shame. It pulled off all the stops, fancy invitations, suits and tuxedos, long dresses and ball gowns, masquerade masks, the full 100. The venue resembled that of a royal ballroom. The dining table stretching to what seems like a mile long, the large, cushioned chairs and shiny fine china plates added as a perfect touch. The whole event was stunning and looked forward to every year, each time topping the last. Everyone's attention was at the entrance, awaiting for what name the announcer would say, this name being the last.
"And the last and most coveted guest of the night this year," his voice was loud and clear.
"The man of the hour, Hyuk, Han Sanghyuk"
You placed your glass of champagne down and clapped along with the crowd. You watched as the man walked through the doors, expecting another old man to walk down the stairs with his wife, sugar baby, and/or gold digger. But the man that did walk down the stairs was quite the opposite. He was clearly well built, tall, and despite the mask, anyone could tell that he was handsome. His sleek black hair parted and swept back with a jaw that could cut diamond, the suit he wore only accentuating his broad shoulders, small waist, and long legs. You swore that God carved this man himself as his looks rivaled perfection. He smiled and waved towards the crowd, a group of women fighting over who caught his attention. You continued to watch as he walked, surprised when he waved and smiled one last time. Looking right at you. In your eyes. It didn't last long however, as your husband wrapped his arm around your waist.
The night started off with dancing, the orchestra setting the mood for every song. You and Jackson, your aforementioned husband, were dancing the second to last dance, both swaying in each other's arms. You were content in his hold, calm, until your husband suddenly stopped. You looked up to see why and saw where he was looking.
"Excuse me," the man standing in front of you spoke.
"I'm sorry" was all he said towards your husband before leaving. You looked up to face Jackson, who gave you a confused look back, he shrugged, leading you to your table as the song ended.
"Hm, wonder what that was about" you said.
"Maybe he thought I was someone else, we are wearing masks, and this is masquerade gala." Jackson replied. The last song started to play, Jackson leaving to talk to some associates and business partners. You sat there, looking around until you locked eyes with the man who interrupted your dance, the same eyes that had caught you by surprise earlier, at the staircase. You had to think for a second, Hyuk, that was his name. You got up, your legs bringing you to him before you even realized where you were heading. And right now, not knowing what you were going to say or do, you're standing right in front of him. He gave you a smile and took your hand, leading you to the dance floor. You followed him, it was like he cast a spell on you, you were completely mesmerized. He took you in his arms, leading the dance.
"Why'd you tell my husband that you were sorry?" you asked.
"Because I am sorry, for what I'm going to do to his wife tonight"
The last song ended, and he lead you back to the table. He sat himself down right next to you and Jackson. Jackson took your hand, smiling at you, looking into your eyes with nothing but love and adoration for you. Hyuk saw this and a small part of him almost felt bad... almost. The servers soon filled the room, pushing in carts with food that enveloped the air with the most delicious of aromas. Food was being served on the fine china plates and all the guests were now preoccupied, including Jackson. This gave Hyuk a chance to start his night with you. His hand slowly went towards your thigh, his thumb stroking over it back and forth. You let out a small gasp, only Hyuk noticing as he continued to tease you. Throughout dinner you were trying your best to seem as calm as possible, keeping your attention mostly on the food. And also throughout dinner, Hyuk's hand only kept going further up your thigh, towards the inner direction. Hyuk only got more cocky as this went on, even having the audacity to strike a conversation with your husband, knowing fully well what he was doing to you. Once dinner ended, guests continued to socialize and chatter about. The men talking business, and the women complaining about their husbands and eyeing the young and attractive men in the room. You were now sipping on a glass of red wine, making your way to the balcony. You leaned on the thick cement rail, setting down the wine glass. Taking a breath in, you let the cool night air fan over your skin, gazing up at the midnight sky.
"It's a beautiful night isn't it? Romantic, even." you heard from behind you. Turning around, there Hyuk was, looking at you with that smile again. He walked to stand next to you, holding a wine glass of his own.
"It really is." you answered him.
"If you don't want this, tell me now. Because if so, I'll leave you be and we never have to meet again." he said with utmost seriousness. You shook your head.
"No, I want this. And I know it'll ruin what I have with Jackson but, I want it. I want it so bad."
"Here's the key to my hotel room, my driver will take you. I'll tell your husband that you got sick and called a cab home." He handed you the room key. Room 339. You left the venue and got in the car, the smell of roses filling your senses as you stepped in. You soon arrived at the hotel, thanking the driver as you got out of the car. Making your way inside the building, you looked around, the hotel's luxurious interior making you feel out of place. You went up to the receptionist and asked which floor room 339 was on.
"Room 339, let's see... It's on the very top floor, ma'am." she replied. Nodding, you bid her thank you, walking to the elevator. Pressing the button, you waited as the elevator made its way up, dinging when it arrived on the top floor. Taking out the key, you unlock the door and enter the dark room. Walking further in, you went to stand in front of the window, looking at the midnight sky once again.
"It's a beautiful night isn't it?" you knew it was him.
"Romantic, even." you answer back.
He smirked and took your hand, leading you to what seemed like the bedroom. You both stood at the foot of the king sized bed. He took off your mask, then his. You finally got to see his full face and there was only one way to describe him: breathtaking.
"Not to be basic or anything but, like what you see?" he teased.
You look away, flustered and a little embarrassed for staring. He took your face in his hands and kissed you. Kissing him back, you couldn't resist giving into the temptation. Both of you fought for dominance, Hyuk eventually winning. Finally letting go for air, you both looked into each other's eyes. You leaned up and kissed him again, you arms wrapping behind his neck. As your lips crashed together, he laid you down on the bed. His lips left yours, moving down to your neck and collarbones, leaving a few marks. He looked up at you, sincerity filling his eyes.
"I'll ask you one last time, do you truly want this?" he asked. You nodded and kissed him again, urging him to continue. He sat up, taking off his jacket. He helped unzip your dress as your fingers worked on the buttons of his dress shirt. Once you both were discarded of all of your clothing, you couldn't help but admire him. Your hands hovered over his abdomen, not knowing if it was okay to touch or not. He noticed this and placed your hand on his body, silently telling you that he wanted you to touch him. Then, he finally took a moment to fully look at you, taking in your naked form.
"You look even more beautiful than I imagined"
"Imagined? But you don't even know my na-"
"Y/n. Your name is y/n, and mine is daddy for you tonight." he cut you off.
"Then please show me what you imagined, daddy" you said as your fingers traced his chest up to his shoulders. He kissed down your body from your chest to in between your legs. Spreading your thighs, pecking them and leaving a hickey or two, he slid two fingers between your folds. He then brought them up to you, showing how your arousal was practically dripping down his fingers.
"Suck" he commanded, placing his coated fingers on your bottom lip. You opened your mouth, letting his fingers enter and harshly sucking on them. He took them out, making a pop sound from how hard you sucked.
"Good girl" was the compliment you got before Hyuk made his way to in between your legs again. Starting with the two fingers you were previously sucking on, he started to slowly push them in.
Gasping as his fingers went deeper, your hands slowly bunch up the sheets under you in tight fists, the pleasure coursing through your body from head to toe. You then felt his lips wrap around your clit, harshly sucking, making your back arch off the bed. He added a third finger, going a little faster each time a moan left your lips. Your hands then went from gripping the sheets to lightly tugging his hair, legs keeping him in his position. Feeling the knot in your stomach tighten, your moans get louder, body getting more reckless.
"D-daddy, 'm gonna c-cum" you managed to get out between your moans. This urged him to go even harder on you, dead set on making you cum. He felt you clench tighter and tighter, adding a fourth finger, his tongue making obscene sounds against your wet core. He let out a small chuckle, sending vibrations through your pussy to the rest of you. With a few more pumps of his fingers and flicks of his tongue against your clit, you let go, your orgasm hitting so hard that your vision went blank for a few seconds. Hyuk licked up every single drop, absolutely basking in your taste and the way you clenched around his fingers even tighter than you already were when you cummed. Your chest was still heaving up and down when he took his fingers from your wet and sensitive pussy to his lips. He sucked his fingers off, lacing it with the same pop sound you had made earlier at the end.
"You taste so sweet, just like candy" he told you.
Giving him a small smile, you got up and took his hand, leading him to sit at the edge of the bed.
"I wanna taste you too. Can I daddy, please?" you asked, kneeling down between his legs. Taking a look at his length, you swore that it was the most beautiful cock you had ever seen. It was thick, long, and had just the right amount of veins. He lifted your chin to meet his eyes, nodding. Keeping eye contact, you start kitten licking his tip and watched as he let out a sigh of relief, head rocking back slightly as he bit his bottom lip. You then licked down the side, your tongue gliding over a vein, reaching the base and coming back up to the tip. Finally taking him in your mouth, he started to weave his fingers into your hair, holding your head down.
Going lower and taking him deeper, you started to lightly suck, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. You were now bobbing your head up and down on his cock, the tip hitting the back of your throat everytime you came down. His grip on your hair tightened, small grunts and moans leaving his lips as you kept going. Getting caught up in how good he felt, his hand kept your head still, hips starting to buck up and slowly thrust.
Now, his thrusts were harder, his cock hitting the back of your throat even deeper, making you gag slightly. Despite that, you let him thrust more, tears pricking at your eyes and threatening to spill, but you couldn't deny how much you enjoyed it all, enjoyed pleasing him. Feeling how his cock twitched when he thrust in, you knew he was close. He looked down at you, seeing how eager you are to make him feel good, your glossed over eyes, your lips wrapped around his length, how you were on your knees for him, hands on his thighs as your nails dug into them. Seeing you like this gave him the final push to climax, cumming with one last buck of his hips, grip on your hair tightening, and his quiet moans growing in volume, voice breaking towards the end. You got up, reaching eye level with him, letting him watch as you swallowed his cum, sticking your tongue out to prove that you consumed every last drop. He smirked and pulled your chin closer to catch your lips in a kiss, lips dancing with yours in a perfect harmony.
"Hands and knees on the bed, babygirl" he told you with a smirk.
You obeyed, scrambling as quick as you could to get on the bed in the position he had asked for. You heard shuffles as Hyuk made his way onto the bed, kneeling behind you, hands going to hold your hips. Leaning down, he spoke softly into your ear,
"Bad timing, but you're on the pill right?"
You nodded your head immediately, desperate for him to continue. He returned to his previous posture, now aligning his length to your entrance. He pushed in slowly, stopping when he bottomed out, giving you time to adjust. After giving him the okay, he started to thrust at a steady pace, rocking your hips along his cock while doing so. His movements made him hit deep and hard within you, making you feel fuller than you've ever been before.
Your body moved back and forth as he rammed into you, the sound of skin hitting skin echoing throughout the room. Moans were leaving your mouth like a mantra, sounding even louder than before. Arms giving out, you let your face meet the sheets, hands gripping at the pillows. His hips continued to harshly meet yours as he continued to push his length in and out of your now quivering pussy. Grabbing your wrists with one arm, he held them behind you as he continued to abuse your sensitive hole, going even faster and harder than before, eliciting even louder and more broken moans from you. His other arm reaching around to find your clit, rubbing it fast and harsh, making your body stutter along his thrusts.
"Tell me who's making you feel good" he grunted between thrusts.
"Y-you, mmf, you daddy, you're m-making me f-feel good"
"Yeah? How good?" he said, hand moving from your wrists to hold you hair, pulling you up so that your back met his chest.
"So, so, good-ah" you replied, moaning at how this new angle allowed his cock to hit a different part within you.
He continued to slam his hips into yours, soon switching your position so that you were now straddling him. Your arms held his shoulders, nails digging into them as he went harder with each thrust. Not long after, your nails raked down his shoulders to his back when he hit a specific spot that had you seeing stars. Incoherent curses were whispered in between your moans as he kept hitting that same spot, knowing fully well that he was ramming into your g-spot.
"R-right there, daddy, right t-there. Just l-like that please-" you were cut off by an especially hard thrust that sent you over the edge.
Your walls tightened around his length, your second orgasm hitting you even harder than the first. Your pussy was dripping, quivering, and convulsing as he kept going, riding out your climax. He loved seeing you like this, all fucked out because of him, from his cock, his doing, makeup smudged, saliva down your chin and even a few tears streaming down your cheeks. It all gave him a push to continue pushing into you, working up to his own climax. As he let his length slide in and out of your abused core, he ravished in the way you were still so tight, like velvet around his cock.
"Just a bit more babygirl, help daddy cum, can you do that?" he asked, seeing your worn out form.
Nodding your head you let out "yes, use me, use me to feel good daddy, use me to cum"
Hearing those words leave your mouth had his head become empty of all other thoughts, the only one staying being the thought of filling you up with his cum. Pushing into you even harder, and deeper if possible, he did as you had said and used you to reach his high. With a few last sloppy thrusts, he let go, cumming into you and filling you up as he intended to, staying still in you when he did. You let out an especially long moan when you felt his warm seed spill into you, happy and satisfied that you had made him feel good.
Pulling out, he watched as the thick, white liquid dripped out of you, mixing with your own arousal. Hyuk then got up, going into the connected bathroom, disappearing past the doorway. You closed your eyes, trying to calm down your breathing as you slowly came down from your high. You heard the water running from the faucet and how it splashed, then hearing a second faucet and water fill what you assumed was the tub. Then footsteps came from the bathroom, stopping near you. Feeling the bed dip, you kept your eyes closed as strong arms carried and placed you into the tub. The warm water immediately relaxing your muscles as you leaned back on the smooth surface of the tub. You were about to fall asleep, but before you did, you felt a kiss press against your temple.
"Don't worry, I'll get you cleaned up honey, just relax, you've had a long night"
Your eyes shot open as this wasn't the same voice you'd heard earlier.
It was Jackson's.
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