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fanfiction recommendations/my favourite reads in 2023
ot8/multiple members
♤ in the same class as ateez by @essenteez
◇ murphy's law by @atzfilm
alien!ateez, soulmate au
♧ into the aurora by @honeyhotteoks
idol!ateez x non-idol!reader
☆ inception by @remedyx
dragon!ateez, kings!ateez
♤ hotel california + paradise gardens by @mint-yooxgi
demon!ateez, yandere, supernatural au
◇ morning mist by @mint-yooxgi
dragon au, fated lovers
♧ deep down. by @seventhcallisto
a/b/o, idol au, 9th member au
☆ in love and lore by @shadowynn
demon!ateez, soulmates au, supernatural au
♤ dew drops at dawn by @sunmoonjune
demon!ateez, soulmates
◇ breed by @sanjoongie
alien!ateez, sexual experiments
♧ oh my *** by @ohmyamor
guardian angel!ateez
☆ first flight to hong kong by @byuntrash101
flight attendant!reader, kind of sex work, since reader gets paid
♤ circus by @lani-heart
hybrid!ateez, writer!journalist!reader
◇ wider by @seventhcallisto
9th member au, bf!ateez
♧ the best friend's code by @tenelkadjowrites
hongjoong, seonghwa x reader, best friends to lovers
☆ we ransacked the city by @tenelkadjowrites
hongjoong, seonghwa x reader, rich kids au, menaces to society united
♤ be the light by @written-in-flowers
seonghwa, hongjoong x reader, historical au, royalty au
◇ sex and embers and frost by @sanjoongie
dragon!seonghwa, san x bunny!reader
♧ between friends by @anyamaris
seonghwa, hongjoong x reader, best friends au
☆ my filthy boy by @potatomountain
bf!woo x reader x witch/hybrid!ateez, coven shenanigans
♤ compromise by @cyberpxnk
bf!seonghwa x reader x footballer!yunho, infidelity with a twist
◇ it's you by @holybibly
best friends to lovers, threesome
♧ sharing is caring by @ja3hwa
seonghwa, hongjoong, san x reader
☆ ateez as royals who fall for you (hyung line) + (maknae line) by @eightmakesonebraincell
♤ five for five by @bh-archive
hongjoong x san x chan x hyunjin x juyeon x reader
kim hongjoong
◇ red by @nateezfics
established relationship, public sex, bathroom sex
♧ forbidden fruit by @nateezfics
greek mythology au, hades!hongjoong
☆ deal by @hongism
roommates to lovers, sassy joong
♤ marigold by @yoongiseesawmp3
frat boy!hongjoong, best friends to lovers
◇ tell me to stop by @tenelkadjowrites
best friends to lovers
♧ declaration by @tenelkadjowrites
virgin!hongjoong, roommates to lovers
☆ shells by @last-words-ofashootingstar
mermaid!hongjoong, yandere
♤ project d by @setsugekka
exes to lovers, infidelity, racing au
◇ off the table by @setsugekka
established relationship, morning sex
♧ the dressing room by @imaginidol
idol!hongjoong, best friends to fucking (?) for "stress relief"
☆ paint me yours by @moonseonghwa
artist!hongjoong, fwb au
♤ ohmami by @bambikisss
bad boy!hongjoong, racer au (mentioned), best friends to lovers
◇ hideaway by @minisugakoobies
stoner!frat boy!hongjoong, strangers to lovers
♧ what lies beneath by @noramoons
siren!hongjoong, a little angsty but wholesome
park seonghwa
☆ better check twice by @essenteez
accidental nude au, brother's best friend!seonghwa
♤ attention by @tenelkadjowrites
camboy!seonghwa x inexperienced reader
◇ essence by @whatudowhennooneseesyou
siren!seonghwa, dark, yandere, mommy!seonghwa
♧ the thing about pretty boys by @wonusite
friends to lovers, seonghwa proving he got it
ATEEZ rec list pt.2
BTS, TxT, Stray Kids, Seventeen, NCT rec list
#ateez fic recs#kpop fic recs#ateez fic#ot8 x reader#hongjoong fic#hongjoong smut#hongjoong fluff#seonghwa fic#seonghwa smut#seonghwa fluff#yunho fic#yunho smut#yunho fluff#yeosang fic#yeosang smut#yeosang fluff#yeosang angst#san fic#san smut#san fluff#mingi fic#mingi smut#mingi fluff#wooyoung x reader#wooyoung fic#wooyoung smut#poly ateez
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✿ ✿ 〞my lips, your name
✰ pairings: ot8!skz x gn!reader
✰ genre: fluff, romance
✰ warnings: cheesy af that’s all ig
✰ word count: 863 words
✰ note: this was a short one idk where i got the motivation from but im back in town at least?? also tyy to axe’s ( @blue-jisungs ) sexy mind for coming up with cutie nn
౨₊ৎ chan
would definitely call you ‘love’ or ‘babe’ even if it’s the most basic ones, somehow with just his voice he makes it sound so much more special— the loving gaze with a little eyebrow raised as he would lean down to listen to you better.
whenever he would be having a bad day he would just wrap his arms around you and pull you closer to him while mumbling, “i missed you my love”
“you look so cute, babe” . “you’re perfect just as you are.you’re perfect for me, my love” . “meeting you was the best thing ever babe”
౨₊ৎ minho
i feel like he would call you ‘kitty’ but in an affectionate way. the words would roll out of his mouth by accident at first and he would be embarrassed by it, but a one-timer turns into hundreds and before he knows it that’s what he calls you. his sweetheart.
the words would slip out of his mouth like a habit, hard to drop. but it would sound so right just because it’s him.
“do you wanna cuddle with me kitty?” . “your hands are so soft kitty” . “is it time for you to head home? time flies so fast when i’m with you kitty”
౨₊ৎ changbin
he would mostly likely call you ‘darling’. the name would’ve first come when you two would be watching a movie and he sees the name, he would try to say it as well and the next few days in order to tease you he would constantly keep chanting it. later, this would turn into a very cute nickname.
along with that, at times he would also refer to you as ‘baby’. would squish your face to annoy you and then would pepper you with kisses, “you’re red in the face. are you perhaps blushing, baby?”
“you’re the prettiest. how did i get so lucky darling?” . “darling, you seem tired i’ll do the rest you should sit down” . “my surname looks so good with your name darling”
౨₊ৎ hyunjin
would 100% call you angel. just the sight of you smiling has him forgetting all the bad things that happen to him. your hands around him– around his torso, has him smiling to himself. you’re like his guardian. his lucky charm, his angel.
would randomly grab your hand and twirl you while you were cooking something and yell, “dance with me angel! we’re so meant to be.”
“your eyes, they remind me of the beautiful waters angel” . “is my angel angry with me? why is that?” “you look so tiny in my arms angel”
౨₊ৎ han
the type to call you by a hundred nicknames till he likes one and sticks to it. that one nickname would be ‘sweetheart’. it’s a really random nickname and even though it sounds kind of cringey, it’s become a couple thing now for the two of you. in return you would call him something like ‘my prince’
the word sounds like a series of melodic music that you could listen to forever. it would be so meaningful for you that if he uses any other nickname you would immediately frown.
“you look really cute sweetheart. keep the jacket” . “do you want to buy matching jewellery sweetheart?” . “why does everything remind me of you sweetheart?
౨₊ৎ felix
would most definitely call you ‘sunshine’. even though people believe him to be the sunshine which he is, he likes to call you ‘his sunshine’. you would be like his recharge, giving him courage and energy to do things. his biggest supporter.
the two of you are pretty affectionate with each other since the start. he would be cuddling you, his legs entangled with yours and your head on his arm when he would whisper, “i’d love to stay like this all day long sunshine.”
“how was your day sunshine?” . “i missed you so much, sunshine!” . “i got you your favourite. i hope you like it sunshine”
౨₊ৎ seungmin
definitely the type to call you ‘pretty’. it’s the way he can’t stop complimenting you till you have to practically hide your flushed face from him. he would giggle upon seeing your reaction and at the end of the day, the cycle would repeat.
“are my eyes deceiving me because i can’t believe a goddess is standing in front of me.” your no.1 fanboy! he loves you so much that he could go on for hours just listing down the times he found pretty.
“hey pretty lady” . “the world ugly doesn’t suit you pretty” . “good night my pretty girl”
౨₊ৎ jeongin
the type to call you ‘flower’ or ‘love’. when you asked him why, he would say that you’re his pretty little flower. like his rose you help him in blooming by using your love. and he loves you so very much.
the two of you would be walking down the streets when he would pull you by the waist upon seeing a bike, “you need to be more careful, flower”
“the moon is so pretty tonight. right my love?” . “my love, you worry too much. i’ll be fine, don't worry” . “if i could, i would bring the stars for you, all for you my love”
#ॱଳ͘#k-labels#kflixnet#straykidsland#stray kids x reader#straykids reactions#straykids fic#stray kids fluff#stray kids imagines#stray kids reactions#bang chan x reader#minho x reader#changbin x reader#hyunjin x reader#han x reader#felix x reader#seungmin x reader#jeongin x reader#skz angst#skz fanfic#skz fluff#skz imagines#skz scenarios#skz x reader
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HOW NOT TO INTRODUCE YOUR BOYFRIEND TO YOUR PARENTS
supernatural!ot8skz x reader
DON’T: Mention that he has a dog in the apartment
werewolf!bang chan x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Claim that the rent went up and you needed a roommate
ghost!lee know x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Say that you’ve gone vegetarian
vampire!changbin x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Take them for a nice forest walk
fae!hyunjin x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Bring up the squirrel outside the window or the snake in the park
shapeshifter!han x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Answer questions about the accident from a few months ago
guardian angel!felix x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Offer them to visit your new beach house
siren!seungmin x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Joke that he likes scratches behind his ears
kitsune!I.N x reader
warnings:
DON’T: Forget to say you’ve got eight strange guys cuddled up on the couch
supernatural!ot8 x reader
warnings:
TAGLIST; open
#💿; how not to introduce your boyfriend to your parents#bang chan#bang chan x reader#bang chan imagine#lee know#lee know x reader#lee know imagine#changbin#changbin x reader#changbin imagine#hyunjin#hyunjin x reader#hyunjin imagine#han jisung#han jisung x reader#han jisung imagine#lee felix#lee felix x reader#lee felix imagine#seungmin#seungmin x reader#seungmin imagine#jeongin#jeongin x reader#jeongin imagine#bang chan one shot#lee know one shot#changbin one shot#hyunjin one shot#han jisung one shot
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The Feral Drabbles
A series of drabbles with both Ateez and Stray Kids in the First Person POV which express their desires for the (usually) implied chubby!reader.
It's time to see just how feral you make them.
Intoxicating - Yandere!Fennec Fox!Jeongin
Impatient - Yandere!Pup Hybrid!Seungmin
Delectable - Yandere!Naga!Wooyoung
Yearning - Yandere!Phoenix!Mingi
Spectre - Yandere!Wraith!Hyunjin
Victory - Yandere!Demigod!Minho
Warmth - Yandere!Siren!Seonghwa
Forever - Yandere!Kitsune!San
Longing - Yandere!Dragon!Changbin
Control - Yandere!Incubus!Jisung
Valiant - Yandere!Centaur!Yunho
Indulgence - Yandere!Fallen Angel!Hongjoong
Promises - Yandere!Kraken!Felix
Depravity - Yandere!Wolf!Chris
Guardian - Yandere!Griffin!Jongho
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the moon child! ✭
SKZ AS THINGS FROM NATURE! (the moon)
gn!reader, fluff, blurb, 0.2k.
chan - lino - changbin - hyunjin - han - felix - seungmin - jeongin
his dark brown eyes shine in the sea’s reflection, leaving a trail of moon dust wherever he goes. chan stays up most nights, as he has to keep everyone else’s dreams safe. he gives up his own well-being so he can be sure everyone around him is as good as anyone can be. he is a gift from the universe. he gives hope to those who seek it when no one else is looking. chan ensures someone is looking at all times. he doesn’t let go until you are the best version of yourself.
when his jacket covers you it feels like you are being tucked into bed safe and sound, fabric as soft as the clouds, a trail of his cologne on it. he is perfect, in all of his forms and problems, and you always remind him he is. he tries to watch from a distance, but easily gives in when you play with his hair and his eyes flutter open in the morning just to find you already looking. he is the one who shines, but you are the one with glitter covering your whole body. there is something special about him, something that makes everyone’s attention fall on him, for better or for worse.
chan, the moon child, the guardian angel.
@mochamvgz @jaeheekangslover @zzzzzwicked
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#skz x reader#stray kids x reader#skz fluff#stray kids fluff#bang chan fluff#bang chan x reader#skz blurbs#stray kids blurbs#skz drabbles#stray kids drabbles#skz scenarios#stray kids scenarios#skz oneshots#stray kids oneshots
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I Will Never Make You Lonely: CH 3
Summary: When your life is falling apart, your 8 best friends are there to lift you up
TW: mentions of de&th, su!c!de, su!c!de tendencies, su!c!dal ideologies, depress!on, anxiety, crying. If this is in any way triggering I’d steer towards more of my happier works.
If you or someone you love has thought of or acted on suicide, there is help and there is hope
Call or text 988
Genre: angst, hurt/comfort, non-idol AU
PSA: this is no way represents the artists. While their birth names are used in this story, this is in no way a reflection of the artist or artists in real life.
AU: mentions of de&th are implied in this chapter, read at your own risk.
Ch 3
A few days later, you were in your room, double-checking to make sure you hadn't forgotten anything important. Minho, Hyunjin, Felix, Seungmin, and Jeongin came in early to bid you farewell and wished you a safe journey. They were sad that they couldn't accompany you as their schedules didn't permit them. Although you weren't going to be away for long, you were eagerly looking forward to your flight back to Seoul. As you packed your last-minute items such as your toothbrush, contact lenses, medication, etc., there was a soft knock at your door.
“Come in,” you answered. Changbin and Han peeked their heads in as the door slowly opened. They didn't have classes till later.
“Hey,” they greeted you with smiles.
“Hi,” you said.
“You all packed up?” Han asked. You nodded.
“Yeah, just packed up the last-minute stuff,” you said pointing to your toiletry bag that sat on top of your backpack. Changbin stepped forward.
“Well before you go, I didn’t want you to leave without this,” he said as he pulled out a squishmallow he had behind his back. It was a large taro boba squishmallow.
“What’s this?” you ask as you stare at it with adoration.
“We know you were talking about getting yourself one. We were going to give it to you on your birthday but decided maybe you needed it more now,” he said with a smile. You slowly accepted the squishmallow and you held it close.
“You guys are amazing, thank you,” you say sincerely, pulling them both into a hug. They would truly do anything to help you feel better. When it was time to leave, you saw Chris walking out of his room with his favorite sweatshirt in hand, ready to give it to you. You folded it and put it in your backpack along with the squishmallow. The boys hugged you goodbye and you left. The ride to the airport was terrible and the flight was worse. While the flight itself was smooth as can be, you couldn't sleep for the 12-hour flight, despite trying everything from listening to music, podcasts, and the ASMR links that Felix sent you, but Chris's sweatshirt and squishmallow provided some comfort. You curled up with them, feeling the scent of Chris's cologne. When you landed at SEATAC, you messaged Peyton and the boys to let them know you made it back.
It's The Spamming For Me
Me: Just landed in SEATAC
They all must’ve had their phones surgically glued to their hands because they all responded immediately.
Father of 7: glad you made it safely!
Cowife: eat and sleep well y/n!
Twin: miss you already!
Disney Prince: sleep well y/n, see you soon
BBG: sending you so many hugs
Angel Baby: you’re already missed!
Minnie Mouse: THE APARTMENT IS CHAOS COME BACK NOW
It's just a Little Guy: we love you y/n
You giggled at their messages as you quickly responded.
Me: I love you all too xoxo
After retrieving your bag, you headed towards the sky bridge that connects to the parking garage. Peyton was already there, waiting for you. Seeing only Peyton pick you up instead of her and Carter made your heart hurt, but you sucked it up and walked quickly over to Peyton. As soon as you were in each other’s arms, you could hear her sniffles, but you stayed strong for her. Peyton was Carter's only legal guardian, so you had to be there for her.
“How was your flight?” she sniffed as she helped you with your backpack. You shrugged.
“Fine, I guess…I didn’t exactly sleep,” you said scratching your neck. As you both walked towards the parking garage, she threw an arm around you. She then threw your backpack into the backseat before starting the engine. The drive to Peyton's place was quiet and uneventful. Once you arrived, you tossed your belongings onto the bed in the spare bedroom. While you were unpacking, Peyton walked in with two glasses in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.
“It probably isn’t ideal, but Carter would’ve done it for either of us,” she said with a slight smile. You snorted because yes, Carter would’ve 110% gotten plastered the night before either of their funerals. The two of you made your way to the balcony and plopped yourselves down on the couch. Even though you felt like crap, there was a gentle breeze and at least the stars were out, and the skyline was gorgeous.
“How have you been?” Peyton asked. You shrugged.
“It’s been a rollercoaster for sure,” you said, swirling your glass. Peyton nodded.
“But how about you?” you ask. You had no right to be feeling the way Peyton felt. That’s what you told yourself at least.
“I can’t bring myself to even sit in the living room sometimes,” she says looking down at her glass. You nodded; Carter used to always sleep on the couch when she’d stay the night, claiming it was comfier than Peyton’s bed.
“I’m sure the guys have been there for you?” Peyton asked before sipping her wine. You smiled.
“Yeah, they’ve been nothing but amazing. One night I had been up for almost 72 hours cause I couldn’t sleep and I was studying, but the guys got me to participate in our weekly Friday night movie marathon night, and I ended up getting a decent amount of sleep.” Peyton smiled at that.
“It’s nice having friends like that,” she said genuinely; she was a little concerned though. She could sense you were distracting yourself more than just feeling the emotions. The thought of your boys made your heart sing.
“They’re the best…,” you said before taking a swig of your wine as Peyton watched.
“Damn down the hatch,” she says with a wet chuckle.
You spent the rest of the night with your friend, sharing your favorite memories of Carter. It was a way to remember her, especially the stories you wouldn't dare tell at the funeral. The day of the funeral came around too quickly. You woke up feeling heavy-hearted, wrapped in Chris's hoodie, holding a plush toy close to your chest. It took all your strength to get out of bed and ready for the funeral. You couldn't believe you were preparing to say goodbye to your best friend.
You tried to remain composed for the sake of Carter's family. The funeral went by in a blur, and you were grateful there was no open casket. It helped you stay strong for everyone, but you couldn't help denying the fact that Carter was in that casket, about to be buried six feet under. You tried to push the thought out of your mind, but it kept coming back.
You let your friends know you needed to study at your apartment for a few days, but you'd be back soon. They understood and said you were always welcome to come back. When it was time for you to leave, you said goodbye to Peyton and sent a text to your friends to let them know you were heading home. You knew you couldn't stay in the States any longer without it feeling too real.
It's The Spamming For Me
Me: I’m heading home
Father of 7: have a safe flight y/n!
Twin: see you soon!
Disney Prince: xoxoxo!
BBG: Minho and I wish you safe travels!
Angel Baby: YAY! Get back safely, I need my cuddle buddy!
Minnie Mouse: Have a safe flight! Jeongin says hurry back and save him from Minho
The second you stepped foot in your place, it didn’t feel right. You pulled out your phone and dialed the first name in your contacts list.
While he was in the shower, Chris’s phone started ringing.
“Hannie, can you grab that for me please?” Chris called out. Han grabbed the phone and checked who it was before answering.
“Chris’s phone, his favorite child speaking,” Han joked, pretty proud of himself.
“Yah!” Chris scolded but with a big smile plastered on his face. You snorted.
“Felix?” You said biting your lip trying not to laugh. Han’s eyes went huge.
“YAH!” He yelled even louder. Chris laughed as he did his best not to get water in his eyes from leaning so far back. You shook your head.
“Can I come over? I was going to study at my place but I need a change of scenery,” you say playing with your shirt.
“You don’t have to ask y/n, you're always welcome,” Han said sincerely. You smiled at that.
“Okay, I’ll see you guys soon then!” You said enthusiastically.
“See you soon!” He said before hanging up. He set the phone down and looked at Chris.
“Y/n is coming over so get unnaked,” he said jokingly before going to open the door. Chris laughed.
“She lives 10 min from us. I think I have time!” Chris shouted back with a big smile on his face. You kept your composure when you walked in, despite the lump in your throat upon opening their door. All of the boys greeted and chatted with you briefly before you retreated to your room. Instead of unpacking and relaxing, you decided to work on your computer. Despite not getting any sleep on the flight, you felt that you should be productive. It was around 9 pm, and although you were exhausted, you didn't want to think about the funeral. While reading case studies, you came across one that deeply affected you. It made your heartache. This particular case study caused one of the subjects to take their own life because of the trauma they went through. Once you were about to finish writing a sentence, you got a call from Carter’s sister.
“Hey Peyton,” you say as you continue typing. You heard sniffling on the other line.
“Pey? Shit did I forget to let you know I made it back??” You ask. You heard her take a shaky exhale before speaking.
“No no, you did…um…I don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to say it. Y/n…Carter’s death wasn’t an accident,” she choked out. Your eyes went huge.
“What do you mean?” You ask frantically. You were hoping with every fiber of your being it wasn’t what you thought it was.
“I was sitting in her room and I…I found a letter…” and your heart stopped.
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MY SKZ MASTERLIST
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Bang Chan ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Coming Soon
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Lee Know ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Guardian Angel
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Seo Changbin ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Coming Soon
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Hwang Hyunjin ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Insecurities
I love you
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Han Jisung ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Coming Soon
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Lee Felix ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Bad Days
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Kim Seungmin ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Forbidden
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ Yang Jeongin ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Solar Eclipse
Drafts!
Kittens, Lee Minho
You bump into a cat dad while dealing with a little situation. Maybe he can help you.
Fan meetings, Han Jisung
your best friend forces you to go to a stray kids fan meeting.
Ongoing Stories!
Solar Eclipse, Yang Jeongin — series
You and Jeongin fall in love all over again
Guardian Angel, Lee Minho — series
God assigns one of his workers, Lee Minho, to watch over you.
Forbidden, Kim Seungmin — series
You travel back to your birth place, but problem is, you have to live with your cousin and the rest of his family
Favourites
Captain save-a-hoe!
Hotel check-ins
Fair and square
Sandcastles
Finding home in your heart
Read Later
Best friend han x reader
Cold as Ice
I like you covered in blood
Perfect
Snitch
Good hair day
Say you want me
Tuesday Chris
Instead of you
Morning texts
Just for a moment
Marooned
Morning Photographs
Sex on the beach
Sweeter
How I see you
On your knees
Pull over
It's so tasty, come and Chase me
B. C
I.N
B.C
H.J
Jisung
Felix
Jinnie
Skz
Channie
Skz
Can I be your favourite
Strange weird and wonderful
No prejudice
Jisung
9 56 pm
actions that speaks
Make you a mommy
Queenmaker
My dear
Bath water
Blackholes
Felix
A modern love story
Movie date
Hyunjin
Minho
Pearl necklace
Chai latte
Muse
Jisung
Magazine photos
Wrong number
By my side
Look up to the stars
Channie
Drunken idiots
Morning sex
Sunsets in Sydneys
Cat in heat
Sick days
Date on ice
Bath water
Birthday suprises
Happy place
Race my heart
Reunions embrace
Love language
Wanting
Go live
Hyunjin
To do what I can do
Shark week
We can't be friends
Your fault
Small moments
when you know, you know
idolstruck
Blueberry muffin
Fairytale
Whispers
The drifter: the sea kind curse
Stray kids royal au
Girl code
Breath
Ice on whisky
Phobia
REQUESTS
╰┈➤ OPEN
#hwang hyunjin x reader#lee yongbok x reader#seo changbin x reader#bang chan x reader#kim seungmin x reader#lee minho x reader#han jisung x reader#yang jeongin x reader#stray kids#skz#skz x reader
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𝔚𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡𝔰
𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: possibly fluff?, frustration, drinking, kissing
𝔴𝔠: 0.4k
𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: angel! felix x demon! reader
𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰: hell and heaven are mentioned, so, if you are sensible at them, I'm sorry!! the opposite of a guardian angel is a demon, so yeah.
𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: You've always admired from afar your co-worker, the beautiful guardian-angel. But what if he liked you as well?
𝔞𝔫: hi, guys! I'm sorry 4 posting this today, BUT i had (and still have) many tests this week. however, tmrw is the last day i have tests and then i go in a trip w my bestfriends, so I'll have plenty of time to post. The thing is that I will indeed have delayed posts as this one, especially the Han one. So please be patient! Thank you!!💕😚
Life is unfair, you did admit it. How come the prettiest boy you ever saw was on the other world? Why were you even into him, afterall? His stupid face with his stupid freckles, his stupid deep voice and that body.. his stupid cute personality that you always adored. You never intended to fall in love with him, especially because of the different worlds that you came from, but also for the fact that your relationship was purely for a collaboration of supervising your assigned human.
Your human was pretty good, a kind person who rarely broke the rules. However, once in a while, Felix saw how bored you got, so he let you influence the human with whatever you wanted.
Tonight, after the 4th drink you had while supervising your human's 20th birthday at a bar, you sigh.
"Y/n? You okay, little devil?" Felix looks at you. You sigh and look at him, his eyes fixed on your face.
"Yeah, it's just that.. we never have fun." You look then at your human, who dances with her friends.
"But we have each other." He smiles, taking your hand in his.
"Not enough. We are from different worlds, Felix." You sigh, taking your hand off his. "We are not supposed to be friends or anything else."
"Anything else...?" He asks.
"Forget that, sorry."
"No, no, no. I mean... I don’t want to forget it. If-" He bites his lip. "If you want to be something else, I want it too." He nervously says, checking his pulse for a few seconds - one of his nervous acts - which you find adorable. Your eyes go wide. Maybe it's just from the drinks you both had, you didn't want him to say something like that, knowing that it could pay both of you. "Plus... aren't demons supposed to break the rules?" He laughs it off.
"Yeah, but..." You breath, only realizing now that his face was way closer than it was.
"But...?" He asks, his eyes focusing either on your eyes, either on your lips. "Please, Y/N..." He whimpered only for you to hear, your mind foggy from both the informations you got and the drink. So you kiss him. And he kisses back.
You really shouldn't be doing this, you know it. No demon should fall in love with a guardian angel. He knows it too. He knows that it's probably going ti cost bith of you your jobs in Heaven and Hell, but as long as you could be together, you had to fight for it. That's a thing both of you knew and were ready to fight for.
𝔗𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱:
@agi-ppangx @lisaaassophhhieee @hyunjin-lover20 @deadgirlwalking3 @kittymaryam
#straykids#straykids x reader#kpop x you#straykids x you#kpop x reader#straykids x yn#kpop x y/n#skz#felix x you#felix x y/n#felix x reader#felix#felix scenarios
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You, who has landed in my garden.
Dear, hyunjin.
What it feels like to fall from grace as an angel with wings that spand taller than creatures who can't seem to hold the weight of a person.
These angels know these feelings. As their wings grow and a new feather appears from all the hurt in your soul. One more for the broken heart and the way you cry to yourself at night, wishing knowing you'll be loved. When your arms drape across a pillow as if it's a body coddling you so softly in the dark. When he hears your voice, the sorrowful shadow of your life flashes in his mind. Even as you prepare your day. Go about everything the same. A routine that adds another feather. The heaviest of them all. Days turn to weeks, and more angels appear as your gaurdians unbeknownst to you.
You have conjured a rare phenomenon, where love finds its way through shells on the beach, and your smile finally comes back only for a week. And then it's gone as soon as it comes, then you've got another guardian angel. Weeping over the clouds above your head. You realize rain pours more often when you're sad.
You are so very loved. But you don't know that. You don't feel that. And one of your angels is tired of it. He leaves. He who has fallen from grace like a raindrop through the sky.
He who ends up in your garden, smushing your healthy tomato plant as he lands.
Your window is cracked open ever so quickly as you peer out your balcony at him. His eyes twinkle like stars as he realizes it's really you. Pajamas that are childish and yellow themed. Your face is clear of tears and makeup as it most often isn't. You... who is suddenly cry-whining about your tomato plants.
"Hi," he says so breathlessly as you step up to him. Never once has he moved. Nor has he blinked back the dazed look in his unnaturally sparkling eyes. "You broke my tiny tomato garden." You sob once, sniffling and wiping as fat tears begin to cascade down your cheeks. It has him standing up as quickly - and as gentle as he can. Twisting one of your tomato branch limbs as he goes. He grimaces. Tomato smeer all over his clothing, that.. he didn't know appeared on him when he fell. You continue to sob up at the sky.
"Why does this always happen to me!?" And he's realizing your day must of be so crappy if you're crying like this in front of a stranger.
"Please don't cry I can pay- i, well- I don't have money and.. but.. i can help you replant?" He scales his pockets for anything to cheer you up. Only to find he has a measly leather wallet, with an ID in it. His face, magically there.
You sob harder at the thought. Do you not like the idea at all? His hands shoot out to wave the air around you down. He's panicking! Being a gaurdian angel isn't as easy as having real experience. "It'll take forever!" You fall to your knees. He finds this childish. But.. yet. He thinks if you hear him say that. You might end up crying worse. The dirt is cold, yet you dont care.
Pajamas soaking up the wet grass and dirt when you lay on the ground. Tears streaking down your face as you try to let the ground eat you. Try. You will. Even as hyunjin bends down to your level and tries to quiet your hiccups.
"Let's start over!" He abruptly says. "I'm hyunjin. I'm so sorry about your plant. And i- I like your dog." You sniffle. And stop. "I don't have a dog" you shake your head.
"Yes, you do. Her name is magdelo." he laughs. Blonde hair cascading around him like a halo. You do, in fact, have a dog. And that is, in fact, her name.
"Are you a stalker or something?" You sit up, looking him up and down. He pulls back so quickly that he's falling on his butt. "No-I just know your dogs name"
No one knows your dogs name. Not even your only acquaintances. "Who are you?" You hiccup a final time, smearing snot on your long sleeved shirt. Hyunjins lips pull into a grimace.
"Im.. hyunjin?"
"have we met?"
"Possibly"
"What do you mean by that?"
"In a past life. Possibly."
"You're weird"
"I know, but so are you. You're the one crying on the ground."
"I'm not crying. I'm just.. laying down.. letting the ground take care of me."
"And that's what makes you weird."
"So are you"
"Yes, I guess so. We're both weird."
Why does this feel so human? So raw. So alive. So true, compared to how you interact with real people. Why are you so comfortable? Why does he feel like he lived in your bones and is a figment of your imagination?
"Are you real? I'm not dreaming am i?"
"I think I'm real. Pinch me?"
"Ow! Yes. I am. I'm real. You pinched too hard.."
This is so very real. You are so very real, and hyunjin is so very real. "Why my garden?" You ask. "Because it only has tomatos." He answers. his hair captures hues off the post light outside your home. He looks angelic. He is angelic.
Hyunjin, who is your gaurdian angel. Who fell into your garden. And killed your tomato plant.
#stray kids hyunjin#hyunjin drabbles#i love him#x reader#hyunjin x reader#gaurdian angel hyunjin au#why is he so precious#tomatoes#tomatos are a metaphor#hyunjin#seventhcallisto
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i’m having visions of you, hwang hyunjin.
hyunjin constantly has visions of his kindergarten princess. but, right when he’s at his lowest, what he believes as his guardian angel dressed in pink comes back to save him.
pairing: hyunjin x f!reader - reader is stated to be korean, sorry if this doesn’t fit you but it was the only way i thought would fit the story :(
genre: written fic, angst, fluff, idol life, hj hiatus era :(, childhood friends (?) to lovers, some graphic language (damn & fucking. let me know if i missed any!)
a/n: inspired by star lost from you @hyunjinspark ! all time fav author. pls don’t be afraid to point out mistakes! i made this at like... 1... 2 am...
might make a pt 2... idk lmao just maybe
2021, GANGDONG DISTRICT - ESCAPADE ARTS.
ding!
signaling an entrance, the girl in the front desk looked up. “hello, welcome to escapade arts! the perfect getaway place for artists like you!”
hyunjin nodded in acknowledgement.
the girl smiled at him, batting her eyes. god, just one day, please.
he sighed, crinkling his eyes to make it seem like he actually smiled under his mask. “hi, how do i sign up?”
“just fill the form and we’ll get you inside in no time!”
hyunjin grabbed the pen, he looked over the names in the sign up sheet. there were only a few, most of them already leaving right before his arrival.
hwang, h.
there seemed to be only one other person inside the work shop in this hour, so he decided why not? worst thing that will happen is that they’ll talk, go home, and just forget about each other.
no harm in having a little human interaction. lord knows he needs it.
ever since being sent to hiatus, hyunjin’s been self destructive - isolating himself from everyone. the members took it upon themselves to repeatedly bang and scream at his door just so he could get fed up and actually face them, even if it meant him getting mad.
chan gave him the idea to take a breather. go out in the real world. hyunjin needed to heal. he needed to take time to himself, in a healthy way.
and what better way than to indulge in something he’s passionate about that’s not dance. art.
hyunjin remembers how he got into art. he remembers it better than the back of his hand. it was the most crucial event that happened in his life. he could never forget.
how could he?
entering inside, hyunjin was greeted with a large assortment of canvases, tables, and various supplies. paint cans, paint brushes, and painted art works adorned the walls of the escapade arts walls.
it was a dream.
hyunjin was tranced. he had never seen something - some place - so simple yet so angelic at the same time. he could cry at how beautiful the scene was.
it reminded him of the girl of his dreams.
easels were sprawled all around. he almost didn’t notice the person painting on one of the canvases near the corner.
their area looked like a mess, for all one knows even more of a mess than he was. paint was all over their hands. but the person didn’t seem to care. they were too busy in their own to pay attention to anything else.
hyunjin wishes he could relate for it seems that a plethora of things surround his mind in any given moment. he could never focus on one thing and one thing only.
perhaps dance did. maybe performing did. but nevertheless, in those situations, he still feels the worry of how the bigger picture looked in the end.
they were immersed in art. they hadn’t a single care in the world; just them, paint, and a canvas. they looked angelic.
and hyunjin could recognize that angelic face anywhere.
hyunjin no longer felt like tearing up over the place, but the person.
after all this time?
after years of longing, yearning, reminiscing. the one person he’d always have visions of was finally here - right in front of his eyes.
is this real?
hyunjin rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, not believing the fact that this isn’t just a heavily descriptive, realistic, mind-boggling dream.
still, the angel sat there. his angel.
he stood there like an idiot. if anyone else saw the scene happening before him, they’d think he’s a creep.
he grimaced, closing his eyes. who just stares at a stranger?
no, not a stranger.
picking himself up, he walks - slowly, lightly, hushed steps.
the person he’d always dreamed of still hadn’t noticed him, and he didn’t know if he liked that or not.
hyunjin was perfectly fine with just staring at the girl. hell, just being in her presence was enough.
on the other hand, he wondered what her voice sounds like. is it the same dreamy voice always echoing in his mind? maybe it’s deeper - huskier. perhaps, it even became more enchanting? god, he would lose it.
maybe it is best she doesn’t notice him.
he chooses a spot as far as from her as possible, yet still having the room to look and admire her.
he beats himself up inside. can you be more of a creep, hyunjin? step out of it!
right as his body hits the stool-
creek!
the stool makes a noise.
of course it did. hyunjin curses.
y/n looks up, startled. you were so engrossed in your painting. you didn’t realize there was someone was in the same room as you.
get it together, y/n!
“sorry!” hyunjin calls out.
y/n finds his voice alluring.
“no problem!” she smiles that damn smile.
hyunjin thinks he cries. inside. hearing your voice melts him. hearing his angel’s voice melts him.
“oh, sorry wait i forgot to put my mask on. no one usually come during these ho-”
“keep it off.”
hyunjin startles himself. y/n raised a brow, confused as to way this man covered from head to toe - minus his eyes - was telling her to keep her mask off. “oh?”
“sorry, i mean!” hyunjin catches himself, “i mean, it’s okay. keep it off if you’re comfortable that way. we’re far apart anyways...”
he wishes you weren’t far apart. he wishes he could be beside you. he wishes he could wipe off the confused put off your face. he wishes he could envelope you in his arms and whisper you sweet nothings. he wishes he could finally tell you how much he missed you.
but he can’t.
“well, we don’t have to be.”
hyunjin swears his heart is about to jump out of his chest and start running around the room. he stutters.
“do you wanna sit beside me? you don’t have to be lonely all the way there.”
hyunjin is stunned.
what was all that about not being able to be near her?
he knows he should’ve refused. he should’ve said no and stayed at his spot, just silently adoring you.
but he didn’t. he jumped at the opportunity to finally be close to you after all this time. he wanted to breathe in your scent. he wanted to finally feel you beside him.
and now he could.
hyunjin quicky jumps up, causing y/n to leave a soft giggle. he quickly grabs his bag and rushes towards you, almost knocking a canvas down.
“woah, there! calm down, mister!” she chuckles.
he misses her laugh.
hyunjin laughs too, in what felt like ages. he doesn’t think he’s laughed, more so smiled, since he got sent to hiatus.
“sorry, just haven’t been outside in a while.”
“i can tell,” y/n gives him a soft smile. normally, if a stranger told him that, he would’ve scoffed and walked away. but this was you. he knows what your words mean through and through.
so he smiles back.
hyunjin removes his cap, running a hand through his hair. y/n stares at him.
“so,” she started, “what brings you here?”
“huh?” hyunjin looked at her, “me?”
there she goes again with her fucking adorable laugh, “well who else?”
“oh, right,” hyunjin evidently blushes.
“if you want, you can take your mask off too. um, unless you have covid or have been near someone from covid... oh, but you probably don’t you got past the registration requirements anyways,” y/n rambled, “anyways! you just... do you and do whatever you want to do,” she smiled.
her rambling makes hyunjin smile, again.
removing his mask, he looked at y/n for a reaction.
all he got was the same welcoming smile he’d always love.
yet, no sense of recognition.
not even a slight surprise she’s beside an idol. if she even knew that stuff.
hyunjin was obviously red. y/n could tell he was anxious with the way he kept licking and biting his lips, never seeming to keep steady.
“i come here to stress relieve.”
he looks at her. “well i’m here almost everyday. when i don’t have classes i stay here the whole day. my family pity me for it, but i’m happy here.”
y/n looks at hyunjin, meeting his eyes - which just bring hyunjin to turn redder. “not many people come here, or stay long. most think it’s boring,” she frowns. “but i think you’d like it here.”
“you think so?”
“you’re the type of person who likes to just... bask in silence. do what you love doing. express yourself, you know?”
hyunjin nods, thoughtful. “true. you seem very wise.”
y/n chuckles. “not wise, hyunjin. i just.. think a lot? i guess.”
hyunjin laughs along, not even realizing your slip up because of how much your presence alone consumed him.
after that, it’s silent.
peace.
just you painting strokes onto your canvas, and hyunjin starting on with his.
hyunjin paints with a smile. he silently thanks chan and the rest of the boys for encouraging him to get out.
and then it hit him. hyunjin.
you said his name.
did he tell you his name?
he couldn’t remember. maybe he did, and he just forgot.
y/n notices him sweating. “hey, you doing alright there?”
“hm?” only then hyunjin realizes his knee has been bouncing and his hands sweating. “oh, yeah. i’m okay.”
y/n eyes him, “no, you’re not.”
hyunjin is both amazed and pissed at how you can read straight through him, and have no filter with it.
“um, i was just wondering...” hyunjin shakes, “did i... tell you my name?”
y/n haulted from her actions, “um,” she paused, “yes. you did.”
“oh.”
“yeah.”
“sorry,” he apologizes. “i just forgot, i think.”
“yeah, it’s okay.”
hyunjin feels weary after that conversation.
2006, LAS VEGAS KINDERGARTEN.
“don’t leave me!”
a 6 year-old hwang hyunjin cried to his mother, “if you love me, you’d stay!”
his mother sighed, “jinnie, my baby,” she cupped his tear stained cheeks, a frown laced on his face - contrasting his pretty features. “it’s only for a little while, i promise. you can get through this, okay? stay strong, prince.”
“but!” hyunjin stuttered, “how will i talk to anyone? no one looks like they’d speak korean here.”
looking around, hyunjin’s mom spotted an asian girl - who she assumed to be korean - sitting on her desk. she had a pink tutu dress on while her hair adorned space buns, quietly drawing what seemed to be a tree house with a little girl and a dog playing on the grass. the mother quickly, yet lightly, tapped the girl’s shoulder.
“um, hello there, honey. sorry to bother you, but, is there any way you perhaps speak korean?”
the girl’s face brightens up. adorable - the woman thinks. “yes! hello, ma’am!”
the little girl spoke in korean. “nice to meet you! my name’s y/n,” you gave your hand, “and yours?”
the mother shook her hand, “nice to meet you too, y/n! i’m hwang euna. this,” she gestured to hyunjin - who just made a face at his mother, “is sam! but you can call him hyunjin. jinnie, say hi.”
“hi.”
“hello! i’m y/n!”
why is she so smiley? hyunjin thought. no one could be that happy to be in school.
“sorry, he’s usually not this grumpy,” she nudged her son. “hyunjin, here, is a little scared-”
“i’m not scared!”
“ehem,” she coughed. “anyways, he’s new here. never been to vegas. he’s not familiar with english, as well,” she frowned. “i was wondering, maybe if he had someone to lean on and translate for him - it would help. that is, if you’re... okay with it?”
looking at the hopeful look on the elder woman’s face, you grinned. “not a problem, mrs. hwang! at least i think you’re a mrs. hwang...?”
“ah yes, of course! just call me euna.”
“okay, mrs. euna!” y/n turned to hyunjin, “i’m your new friend now, hyunjinnie!”
hyunjin’s mom grinned widely, “oh, thank you, y/n! thank you so much! you’re an angel! i promise i’ll make it up to you.”
y/n giggled, shyly. “it’s really not a need, mrs. euna. i’m just glad i have a friend now!”
first day of kindergarten, art class.
“hey, hyunjinnie?” y/n tapped the boy’s shoulder.
hyunjin grumbled. “yes?”
“um, i just wanted to let you know you can share my paint,” y/n smiled, showing her teeth, “i noticed you don’t have coloring supplies with you, so...”
hyunjin wanted to hate you. in no particular reason ever. maybe it was the way you were so nice to him, it made him doubt it’s genuine.
but as time passed by, he grew to grow fond to you. attached to you.
one day, just a few weeks before hyunjin’s flight back home, y/n came face to face with a frowning, pouty, hwang hyunjin.
“hey, hyunnie. what’s up?”
hyunjin looked at y/n with sad eyes, not answering her.
y/n, sensing hyunjin wants non verbal comfort, sits beside him on the grass. you pull out your sketch book. “here.”
hyunjin looks at the blank piece of paper y/n ripped from her sketch book. “take it.”
“why? i have my own.”
you rolled your eyes, “just take it, dummy! i’m trying to be nice here,” you playfully frown - making hyunjin google. “okay.”
“so i do this thing,” you grabbed your colored pencils, “when i don’t know how to describe or say how i’m feeling, i draw it.”
hyunjin looks at her incredulously. “how do you draw feelings?”
“well, it’s more like, i just let my hand do it’s thing, ya know? i don’t think about it, i just do it.”
“how do you just... do it?”
“just,” y/n takes a breathe of air, “forget about life for a moment,” she closes her eyes and hyunjin looks at you. he never really realized how much you looked like an angel under the sunlight. well more like under any light.
“just scribble!” you exclaimed, causing hyunjin to snap away from his thoughts. “if you’re mad, just scratch and poke holes onto the paper! it really does help! my dad’s a therapist and he said it’s a way to calm you down,” you smile brightly.
hyunjin looked amazed. he really admired how wise you seem to be. you just get him.
and so, the two start drawing. it was peace. hyunjin greatly enjoyed the times where you two just sat down in silence, enjoying one another’s presence.
“woah, that’s beautiful, sammie!”
hyunjin looked up, seeing y/n’s wowed expression, “you’re a natural!”
he blushed, “you really think so?”
“yes, hyun! that’s the most beautiful art work i’ve ever seen in my entire 5 years of living!”
you’re the most beautiful art work i’ve ever seen, hyunjin thinks. “thanks. you’re amazing too.”
y/n lifted a brow, “really? all i drew was a sunrise but thanks! i appreciate you!” you grin at hyunjin.
“um, y/nnie,” hyunjin started, shaking.
“hey, hyun?” you grabbed ahold of his hands, ignoring the sweat laced on it. “you don’t have to tell me if it makes you sad,” you frown.
“no! i need you to know!” hyunjin exclaimed, tears forming in his eyes. you felt your heart break.
hyunjin gasped, “i’m going back to korea soon!”
he closed his eyes, afraid to see your reaction. when he didn’t hear a reply, he opened an eye.
all he was greeted with was a sad smile.
it comforted him.
“oh, sam,” y/n hugged the boy. “i’m gonna miss you so much.”
hyunjin cried. he cried so hard he knew there was a wet patch on y/n’s shirt. “i’m so sorry, y/n. i’m sorry...”
you pulled away, only to grab his cheeks in your hands. “what are you sorry for, hyunnie? you did nothing wrong.”
“but i’m leaving you...”
the sad smile that graced your face broke his heart even more. he never wanted to see the cause of your smile as pain. he never wanted the cause of your pain to be him.
hyunjin cries again.
“p-please don’t forget me, y/n.”
“never, hyunjin. never.”
#so that's that#TELL ME UR THOUGHTS#might?? make a pt 2 if good feedback hehe#i'm just glad i'm back to writing again#hyunjin#hwang hyunjin#hyunjin x reader#hyunjin fluff#hyunjin imagines#hyunjin angst#hwang hyunjin fluff#hwang hyunjin fanfic#hwang hyunjin imagines#hwang hyunjin angst#hwang hyunjin x reader#skz fanfic#stray kids x reader#stray kids#hyunjin fanfic#hyunjin fics
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A Burnt Sacrifice | Hyunjin
PAIRING Guardian Angel!Hyunjin x fem!reader
GENRE angst, guardian angel au
WORD COUNT 12.5k
SYNOPSIS Hyunjin was built for the purpose of caring for Y/N, her guardian angel. And after serving her for almost 25 years, he can no longer stay as a background character in her life. Despite being an angel, he will sin if it means he gets a chance to be by her side.
FEATURING Mark, Han + Beomgyu
WARNINGS hyunjin is kinda obsessive over y/n but he justifies it as being her guardian angel, swearing, use of dating apps + cringey awkward dates, hyunjin watched y/n grow up so its kinda weird but he’s only as old as y/n yet he never ages, burns, self harm (y/n picks at her blister), description of injuries, blood, only light religious themes despite the theme, mentions of poverty, descriptions of anxiety
BASED OFF of ‘Cherry’ by Harry Styles
COLLAB part of @hvcmixtape ‘heart to heart’ valentines day collab
TAGLIST @isearchedtheyooniverse @oddfeeeling @itslovelylilly @rgbsona
Two were born on the day of your birth. Y/N L/N and Hyunjin Hwan. To call them twins would not be appropriate for this story, for they were not connected by blood. Nor was he birthed by any woman. For Hwang Hyunjin was created, sculpted by God themself. This wasn't a metaphor for his beauty, As his soul was quite literally pieced together one by one by the heavens. Y/N’s mother had an angel of her own, as did every human on Earth. While in the womb, her angel watched over both Y/N and her mum, allowing those above to create the perfect match for Y/N. Someone designed to protect, care and love her.
This is the story of Hyunjins journey to protect, care and love Y/N. He was created for that very purpose. He was Y/N's guardian angel. Everything he did was for her, his every thought, want and need was her. Both their hearts were bound by the stars, fused together for eternity. He was created at Y/N's birth and would be destroyed at her death. Even in the afterlife, he would be there for her. Although she was to never know him, his time was spent away from his physical form where she couldn't see. Watching her from another dimension where the rules of Earth didn’t apply. But no matter where he was, the rules of heaven still applied. And despite his heart wanting more, he shouldn’t overstep those heavenly rules. He was a lover, destined to love Y/N for his everlasting life.
This is the story of Y/N's life, the girl who was to be protected, cared and loved for by the heavens. Born to a single mother and raised fairly. Y/N never had an interest in relationships, no desire to have a romantic partner. Her values lay elsewhere. Her family, education and job are more important than any lover could be. Or so she once thought. For loneliness begins to hurt after a while and thoughts begin to wander. Despite not believing in the heavens, she was sure some cosmic power must be against her in life. She was loveless, destined by the heavens to be alone for the rest of her mortal life.
Here is the story of love. Love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
Pryham. A town big enough to have two high schools competing against each other for scholarships. Small enough for that scholarship to be for students coming from a poor area. Big enough to have a lake named after the region it's in, the biggest lake in its area. Small enough for that lake to still be run by the natives of the land, a grumpy old man guarded the burnt-down lakehouse to make sure no one vandalised it further. Big enough for three major supermarkets to all be within walking distance of each other. Yet all three were small enough that they were managed by young adults who had not long left the same high school you attend now. It was a big enough town that the main street was filled with every large fast-food chain you could think of. Mcdonalds, KFC, Subway, it was all there. Yet the life of the town was not abandoned, locals still ran their cafes and small market shops. Something that bought your home back into the small-town culture. It’s hard to imagine angels would watch over such a town.
Growing up in such a town had its advantages. It was a close-knit community that supported its locals. When your mother had you at a young age and was left to raise you herself, the support came. It was the only way you made it to where you were now. Nights, where you would’ve been cold and alone while she worked, were saved by your mother's young coworker volunteering to watch over you. When your growth spurts outgrew your mother's financial situation, strangers come to donate new clothes to you. Keeping you warm in the winters you’d otherwise freeze in. And for that you were grateful. Not only for the people of your town who reached out to help but for your mother who swallowed her pride and asked for help when others would’ve been too scared to.
Growing up in such a town also had its disadvantages. Kids more fortunate than you didn't see the world as you did. To them, they weren’t thinking of the kindness it took for someone to give you their outgrown shoes. Instead, it was a teasing competition due to the condition they had arrived in. You would be lying if you said it didn’t get to you, but you took after your mothers bravely. Ask for help when you need it and keep smiling.
The people of your town were content with how it was. No one was going to make a change to how it was. The bullying, the poverty, the addictions. If you asked anyone how it was, they would say it was the best town in the world. But you knew better than that. Most born in Pryham stayed in Pryham. Majority with only high school educations, working in either the local shops or become labourers, tradies or farmers. This wasn’t an insult, you knew without these people the world around you wouldn't function as it should. But you had a burning desire for something more. Something larger than life.
You knew for this desire to come true, hard work was needed. With that in mind, you put your head down and got to work when it came to high school. It was all a teenager had during this time in their lives. All their friends, all their work, all their purpose was high school. For some it was just to learn the basics, kill some time before then become an adult and get a full-time job as soon as they can. For others, it was more than that. For you, it was more than that. Without a good high school education, you would not make it for any scholarships and if you wanted to go to university, you needed funding or else you couldn’t afford it. High school wasn’t your entire life despite what it seemed like, it was only part of the plan for your happy future.
Wednesdays were your favourite day of the week. The perfect middle of weekdays as well as your school's late start days. An extra hour in the morning supposed to be used as a study period for senior students was actually just used as an hour to sleep in. Unlucky for those who arrived at school each morning on the bus. For them, it was either wake up at the regular time or miss the bus and walk to school. Han Jisung was one of those unlucky few. Han was also part of those few who wanted something larger than life. At first glance, he was your regular high school student. Loud and funny, the class clown of your graduating class. His behaviour was often scolded by teachers yet he never could get in too much trouble with grades as good as his.
Han Jisung was lucky enough to be friends with someone like you, who was gonna wake up at seven AM regardless of your school's start time. He was never gonna do that extra study and you were never gonna find a break otherwise. Breakfast and coffee allowed you two to remain friends despite how hectic high school had become in your last year.
Part of the charm of living in a town like the one you called home was that the best coffee came from the local movie theatre. Five minutes down the road from your school and a student discount for some of the best coffee in town? Yes, please! But there was another reason that irked your stomach, another reason you were so persistent in going there each week. Sam.
You were so intrigued by this unknown man. He was older than the two of you, in his early twenties unless he was older and aged unbelievably well. With his long black hair and pretty face, it would be difficult for anyone to believe that the reason you were so intrigued by the man wasn’t because of his good looks. But it wasn’t a crush. Maybe it was, you had never experienced love before, thus you wouldn't know what it felt like. But the way it was described wasn't anything you felt. You weren’t excited to see him, nor were you nervous when he was around. No increased heartbeat, no romantic thoughts of wanting to be with him, no heated cheeks when he spoke to you. None of that. But it was a fascination.
That first day you met him you were instantly attracted to him. He laughed as you stuttered over your order, so effortlessly easy to be around, you didn't feel embarrassed. Your attraction wasn’t romantic, it was a longing for an old friend. A sibling you had fallen out of touch with. Anyone you had once known and then lost. But who was he? When you bought him up with your mother his description was unfamiliar.
The next time he served you and Han, you asked for his name. At that, he laughed and smiled. Sam was his answer. When you asked if it was short for Samual he didn’t give you an answer. You thanked him and left to join Han at your usual table. Becoming a regular customer wasn’t enough, each time he asked about your day you would give him some information about your life. When you asked back, he said nothing, keeping his life a secret from you. With his first name and face in mind, you desperately searched for him online.
But you found nothing again. No Facebook page, no Instagram. Sam remained a mystery.
“How was I?” Han is out of breath, his white shirt untucked and messy compared to how presentable he looked only moments ago on stage.
“Great, you were great” Your arms wrapped around his body, pulling him in for a hug. Your heart swelled with pride anytime Han took his place on stage during school assemblies. His anxiety often got the best of him, yet he still managed to secure a place within the student council. Once considered the naughty kid, he was able to clean up enough to get the position. One he deserved.
It felt like only the two of you existed as you stood outside the hall, swarms of students piling out eager to go home. But the two of you just stood, holding each other. Although he tried to pull away, you only held on tighter. Your fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt, begging him not to leave. Han didn’t mind, he matched your desperation with a hand on the back of your head, holding him to him. With the last week of school coming up, he knew soon both of you would have changing schedules.
You held him close. Your best friend, one of the only friends you had during this time. Han overwhelmed your senses. His cologne clogging your nose, shirt ripping through the skin on your fingers. All you could do is push your face into him harder, hoping to ground yourself into the solidness of his torso. It was all too much and not enough at the same time. Soon you would be leaving Han, and soon you would miss every part of him that would be overwhelming.
“Y/N?” His voice was soft, full of concern and lacking his normal enthusiasm. And it broke you. Hearing his voice tipped the tears you tried to hold back out and over your eyes. Spilling onto his white shirt and staining his skin forever. “Y/N what’s wrong?”
Once again he tried to pull you away, but you only held on tighter. Shaking your head no. He no longer held onto you, arms hovering awkwardly over his sides and he waited for you to be done. And when you finally pulled away he was more lost than ever.
“I got in Han” You watched as he processed your words. Soon the confusion was replaced by a smile, bigger than any you had seen him wear. Excitement took over him and he pulled you into a crushing hug. “I got into Britechester”
“Y/N Britechester? That’s great!” Each time he pulled away it was only for a second, he couldn't keep you away. Until it all finally clicked in his head, he clicked why you were crying. “Britechester, Y/N, that’s an eight-hour drive from here”
“I know!” You felt the tears form again, the overwhelming anxiety it brought you was something you tried to hide, but it was hard to hide anything from Han. “I hate to be so far away from mum and from you but I have to”
“No, you don’t” His head was shaking in disbelief, he now only held you by your hands. With a grip so tight that he was afraid that if he let go you’d leave right there and then. “You can’t go”
“I’m sorry?” His lack of support was lost on you. You had never doubted your decisions before but Han may be the first to change your view on it all.
“You can’t go Y/N, it’s not fair!” Anger arose in him alongside the first tear that split from his red eyes. He was looking at you, only past your eyes trying to search for some part of you that wasn’t committed to moving away. But you had already made up your mind.
“What are you talking about? I have to go, it's my dream university” You pull your hands away for him, not wanting to be touched by someone talking to you so poorly as if your opinion doesn't matter. “You knew this was a possibility Han, you’ve been with me for five years while I was making this happen”
“But this? I- I-” The words were lost on him. His hands rubbed the tears into his skin as he tried to calm down. Tried to make some sense of his world that was falling apart. “You just can’t, it’s not how things are meant to be”
“I thought you would be happy for me” As much as it hurts you to see him upset, what hurts, even more, is his unsupportive nature towards your situation. Something you worked so hard on and he is treating it as if it's his own. You reach to him and pull his hand away from his face. “Han please talk to me-”
“No!” Han was loud, it was in his nature. But he wasn’t an angry person. The loudness of his voice today came from anger. It froze you from the inside out, you watched with tears as he looked at you with the most fury you’d ever seen in him. “If you leave Y/N, I swear to god I will-”
“You’ll what Han? Stop being my friend?” You spit back at him, tears falling over the form of your lips and melting away any regretful words that may leave them. “It’s too late for that isn’t it?”
You pulled your bag on tighter and leave him standing alone, his fists clenched at his sides. Han never opened up to you much and you had just learnt why. With no control over his emotions, it was easy for him to be over the top. Moving away wasn’t going to be easy for you, but with one last friend to say goodbye to it made it that little bit lighter.
The first Wednesday without Han in it was strange. The bandage that held you two together had been ripped off and you were feeling the air on your skin for the first time in five years. And it wasn’t a pleasant experience. Yet you were determined to prove you could do this alone. So your usual stayed the same apart from the absence of your friend. Sam had become your usual, greeting you with a smile as you entered the small theatre.
“A large latte with almond milk and vanilla, extra hot?” He knew your order before you could speak it. Already reaching out with the stamp for your loyalty card.
“Please” You smiled, something genuine, something that wasn’t a crush. It was more than that. A deeper connection that you still didn't know where from.
“Where’s Han?” Although you were his regular, so was Han, something about that made your connection a little less special.
“He’s sick today” You didn’t look up from the EFTPOS machine, hoping he would buy your lie.
“I’ve got you all to myself then” He winked, something playful in his eyes. You only roll your eyes, not letting that smile that so badly wants to emerge show itself on your face. Instead, you take your seat, waiting for him to bring over your order.
After a few minutes have passed he brings over the latte he's carefully made for you, a heart appearing in the foam layer on top. Before you get a chance to make a comment he whisks away to serve another customer. Sam would be the death of you. Ignoring his flirting you're able to bring out your laptop and catch up on some work. School once again takes up any kind of social life you may have.
Finishing up your drink before school starts and mouthing the words thank you to Sam as he helps an older lady understand the card machine. You had only walked a couple hundred feet to where you needed to cross the road towards your school and you swore you had checked both ways. You swore that you saw that no cars were coming. But before you can take you could step away from the path and onto the road. A hand tugs at your collar, pulling you back with a mash-up of feet.
The force on your neck isn't what shocks you the most, it's the car flying past your face. Horn blaring as to blame you for their speeding. When you turn to see your saviour it's Sam. His eyes wide in panic. It's almost disturbing how fast your heart is beating. A near-death experience, that was something new to your life. Something that you first experienced with Sam. Was this the connection you felt with him? Did you know that one day he would be saving your life?
You couldn't calm yourself to think enough. After a few moments of standing, just staring at each other, you notice the tears on your face. The panic got to you. You reach up and wipe them, allowing Sam the opportunity to step away from you, heading back to the store after simply nodding at you.
“Sam?” You call out, still shaking as you stand near the road that was almost your grave only seconds earlier. As much as the panic of the event was still high in your mind, what stood out more was how fast he got to you. Only moments earlier he was inside the theatre building, talking to a customer who wouldn't be done ordering that fast. “How did that happen?”
“You were on your phone” He speaks nonchalantly, his usual charm gone. He sounds disappointed about how careless you were with your own safety. “You didn’t look before crossing”
“But how were you there?” Your voice was desperate for an answer, mind trying to make sense of his speed, or whatever force allowed him to save you.
“A ‘thank you’ would be nice” He turns back to the building, heading away from you once more
“Sam?” He stops at your voice but doesn’t look at you til he hears your next words. “Thank you”
Once you meet his eyes again, both of you feel a change. Your connection with him no longer feels like a weird obsession, you owe your life to him but he knows you're grateful. His eyes shift, knowing that you have found something true in him for the first time. Something about him is for the greater good rather than just a polite barista.
For him, this was love at first sight.
02/02/2022
Thoughts of Sam left your mind not long after high school, you no longer were in town every Wednesday to visit him. Instead, you were at university, studying even harder towards your law degree than you did towards your scholarships in college. The absence of love or any type of romance was something you were teased for in college, at university you were desperate to change that. And while school was still your number one, you had four years of it. You didn’t know if you could take four more years of nothing. Of being empty.
But with every lover, if you could even call them that, came hurt. It seemed no matter how hard you tried, how pretty you made yourself look, how well any first date went. Your relationship with that person would crash and burn. It became a vicious cycle of opening up only to be crushed. At some point, you were convinced you had gone to hell and this was your punishment. It was a dumb mistake made by your heart. You knew it was never to be successful, yet each time you had hope. But every time you were ghosted or just told the “it’s not you, it’s me” story, your heart smashed up a little more. Scattering so far away you were not sure if the next person you allowed in your life would be able to find it. The biggest worry was getting it so lost that you’d never be able to love yourself.
So you pushed it down for the most part. Half of your university you spent with open arms, trying your hardest to find love. And each time you failed. So for the last two years, you put your head down and focused on graduating. After endless hours of study and internships, finally came your career as a family lawyer in one of the most established law firms in your city. But now that you were a lawyer of your own, it was time that you hosted an intern. Like you did many years ago, someone who was fresh out of university with a law degree would come to work alongside you. And today was your lucky day to meet the new intern.
You hadn’t thought much about it. Although they would be working alongside you, they were their own employee and you weren’t their employer. That wasn't something you had to worry about. What you did need to worry about was keeping them up to date in cases, making sure they handled files correctly and teaching them the computer system used in your firm. It felt more like a chore than anything, guilt comes back to haunt you as you remember how useless you were when you first started. Pushing it to the back of your mind, you smooth out your shirt and head to the front room to greet the new intern at Hamlin, Hamlin & McGill.
You wouldn't describe yourself as the nervous type. Even in moments like job interviews, first dates and meeting the new young person who you would train and have an impact on for the rest of their life, you weren’t nervous. You knew your value, holding yourself high in the workplace. So you weren’t worried about giving any bad advice to new students. You got where you were today with hard work and dedication. With high confidence, you stepped out of the elevator that separated your office floor from the ground level. And there was the intern.
Your heart stopped beating for longer than you thought would be possible. His shirt and jacket were way too big for his lanky frame, they hung off of him. A thin black tie that would soon be covered by the blue lanyard you held for him. Despite being the first day of a new job for him, he stood just as nonchalantly as you were just a moment ago, he wasn’t nervous either. Even as recognition flashed through his eyes, his manner did not change. In fact, his smile grew larger. You weren’t a nervous person, but seeing Sam after so many years definitely was enough to shake you up.
The receptionist laughed at the awkward tension you had just created in the room, calling you to meet Sam at the front desk rather than stand and stare from the elevator. You clear your throat, begging the confidence you had this morning to come back.
“Y/N this is Hwang Hyunjin” She gestures from you to him. “And Hyunjin, this is Y/N L/N” And then from him to you.
“Nice to meet you Miss L/N” He puts his hand out for you to take, and you slowly accept, confusion still strong in your system. Why was he pretending this was your first time meeting?
“Hyunjin?”
“That's me” He laughs that awful laugh that you remember from years ago. This would be the longest internship of your life.
His desk sat outside of your office, along with the other cubicles. You're lucky to have your privacy but you knew you couldn’t avoid him forever. And the truth was you didn’t want to avoid him, he was once someone you enjoyed spending time with. But rekindling that seemed too much for you. You weren’t sure if you were ready for your hands to burn again. Yet you were powerless. This situation was out of your control, it didn't matter if you weren't ready for him, work meant you had to be. As much as you dreaded your upcoming interactions with your long-lost friend, you weren’t the same person you were years ago. You were no longer leaving texts unanswered just to do extra hours. Instead, you valued your time. You learnt when to take a break, but you also learnt when to prioritise work. And Hyunjin, your coworker, needed to be prioritised over your friend Hyunjin. It seemed he didn't feel the same, instantly knocking on your office door as soon as you settled in the safety of your desk chair.
“Come in” Your chest rose with your words yet your eyes stayed down. Empty words being typed to avoid any eye contact with the tall man in your door frame. He didn’t wait for any more cues, sitting with his legs tightly together in the chair across from yours. Defeated, you let out a breath of air and finally meet his dark eyes. “So Hyunjin”
“Yup” He popped his lips together, watching with some sick amusement as you come to terms with what was happening. “I’m Hyunjin”
You held eye contact for a moment longer, before your eyes darted to the shut door. You could drop the professionalism for just a moment. “What are you doing here?”
“Just wanted to say hello?” His lips curled upwards, watching your every move without a break. “You know, since I'm new here”
“No, I understand that” Your hands couldn't sit still, fidgeting with a pen tightly. “Not why are you here in this place, why are you in the city?”
“Same reason you're here I guess” No matter where you looked, you couldn’t escape his eyes. They were a dark pit, constantly bringing you in. Although his nature didn't reflect this, your memories of him don’t contain that part of him. “I needed to get out, see the country a bit. Get a real job”
“Okay” It wasn’t the answer you wanted, but you knew it was all you were getting. Your posture dropped as you got familiar with his voice once again. “What about your name? What happened to Sam?”
“Sams my English name. Hyunjin is my birth name, my Korean name”
“Why Sam?” While you felt your emotions change with each word spoken, stomach flipping at each sentence that came out of Hyunjins mouth. Hyunjin was unchanging. Stoic as he sat there, eyes boring into you.
“I was new to town so I thought having an English name would make it easier for me to fit in” But in that sentence, you see him drop a little, and for the first time, sadness flies over his eyes. “But that doesn't bother me anymore. So it's Hyunijn again”
“I’m glad”
“Me too” With a smile, he comes back to his original state. “Any work for me today?”
“Uhh just learn the system today, you know? Learn the office, say hi to some people and I’ll have something for you tomorrow” Since the start of the conversation, you jump back into reality. This wasn't Sam at the cafe you were catching up with. This was Hyunjin at work in which you were his boss. With your head clear again, your eyes go back to the many emails on your screen that are needing to be replied to.
“Well if you need me, I'll be here” Hyujin pulls himself out of the chair, long legs making his steps to the door faster than usual. Before he leaves, his eyes find yours once again, this time, there's hope within. “And you should call me sometime, tonight maybe. I’d like to catch up if that's ok with you.”
“Goodbye Hyunjin” You ignore his question, boss Y/N coming out once again.
“Bye Y/N” He smiles and with a few taps of your doorframe, he steps out. “Nice office”
Working with Hyunjin wasn’t as difficult as you imagined it would be. It was strange, you had imagined it would be like working with an ex-partner. The thick tension in the air of unresolved conflict. Rumours being spread on each side of the breakup. It wasn’t something you were looking forward to. But with Hyunjin, it was true to what your relationship was, old friends catching up. It wasn’t awkward and there were no unresolved topics to bring up, in fact, there were barely any memories to speak of when making small talk. More and more you’ve come to realise that your connection to Hyunjin was one-sided. In your head, you knew this man very closely in high school, but in reality, you weren’t even friends. He was nice to you because it was his job. And now it was your time to show some professional courtesy.
Yet since he started last week, that feeling you once had about him came back. If deja vu was personified, it was him. He was that bad dream you couldn't shake. Every part of him felt like a memory of a stranger. His smell, his voice, even the darkness of his eyes. They were all so familiar. It was as if he was a reminder you’d left to yourself. But what were you trying to remember?
These feelings should have felt more real, more justified. Unlike your teenage years, you did know Hyunjin. This was someone who left your life and then came back. But they were still too unfamiliar for your liking. Even as you sat in your break room and watched him make his coffee, something you knew all too well, it was still off. Your staring didn’t go unnoticed, soon his dark eyes were staring back with a smile. You tried to play it off, look in the other direction and finish eating from the plastic utensil in your mouth. But Hyunjin didn’t take the hint, or maybe he purposely chose to ignore it, as soon he was heading towards your table, sitting down with his hot mug of coffee.
“Can I help you?” The smugness in his voice made you sick, acting as if this was normal. Him being here wasn’t normal. You could feel it although the feeling was indescribable to anyone else. Why wasn’t it normal? You couldn't tell.
“What?” Playing dumb wasn’t the smartest choice when you’d been caught, but he was overwhelming your senses. He always did. Too good to be near you.
“Nevermind” His smile disappeared in his coffee, his eyes turning back to the room as he absentmindedly drank his coffee. Despite already being caught once staring, you couldn't keep your eyes off his face.
It was a comfortable routine you had found yourself in. During work hours, you’d help him where you could, show him how to do his job without you one day. It was playful, you had a reason to talk to him. But as soon as lunch hit, it was gone, and you had no reason to speak to him. And you barely could. This didn't seem to bother Hyunjin. He could speak for hours without another person replying. If he was passionate about something, it was all that was on his mind.
“I haven’t been back to the studio in a long time though, works been keeping me busy” The last of his drink disappears with a gulp and a sigh. Without waiting for a reply, he starts again. “You’re my boss, right? Want to give me some time off so I can go again?”
“I can’t do that Hyunjin” Your voice trails off, focusing more on the messages popping up on your phone.
“No fun Y/N, no fun” His hands rest against this table, leaning up and over his arms to look at your phone. “Who's that?”
“Hyunjin!” You quickly turn off your phone, the invasion of privacy upsetting you more than he expected. Quickly he backed away, taking his seat in the uncomfortable silence he created. Even he couldn’t talk his way out of it. It becomes too much so you stand, wanting to spend the rest of your lunch alone.
“Y/N wait-” He stands with you, not loud enough to draw any attention to himself. He was always good at that. Enough but never too much, but right now he was overwhelming you.
“I’ll be in my office” You speak to him once again as a stranger, nothing more than your intern. “You know what you need to get done for today?”
He sits himself back down, silently nodding at your words before you leave him once again.
04/04/2022
You hated running late, you knew how annoying it was to wait for someone to arrive when you had plans and being the one waited on was dreadful. Your mother had put it into your brain so many times, ‘Early is on time, on time is late and late is unacceptable’. You were just hoping your date was more forgiving than your mother. His name was Mark and from his photos, he was pretty darn cute. It had been too long since you got excited over a date. Usually, the talking went fine, you were excited at the time you had planned the date but meeting up always made you regret your choices. But as long as you kept your mouth shut and laughed at their jokes, you could at least get a free drink.
Not with Mark though. You had been chatting with him longer than you normally would before a date, even through your messages he made you laugh. Even if he wasn’t the one, even if you only got a friendship out of this, you wouldn’t be mad. He seemed like a nice person and you were excited to find more nice in your life. Despite being almost twenty minutes late from your meet time, you hold your head high and walk into the small town diner. The door rings with the bell above the entrance, most people here are too concentrated elsewhere to look your way. The cashier rang up an elderly man. Students head first into their laptops. A family with screaming kids. This place wasn’t fancy, it wasn’t somewhere you would take someone for a first date. This was boyfriend-girlfriend date material when you wanted to split a milkshake and grab food before the movies. But the food was good and the casual pace was a nice change.
Despite being late, Mark's eyes still lit up seeing you walk in. His oversized bomber jacket was pulled around the front as he sat in the booth, hands in his pockets. He was quick to his feet as you made your way over, pulling off his beanie and stashing it away in the process. His black hair was a mess underneath but you couldn't say you looked much better. Your high-waisted dress pants and untucked blouse. All the running in hopes to get here in time had the wind burning your face. You were burning up with the sudden change of temperature, eyes dry from the cold wind outside.
“Y/N?” He double-checked before you got to give him a hug, a formality you would not usually do right away but he was offering and who were you to say no when arriving so late.
“Mark I’m so sorry” You were struggling to catch your breath, sitting with shaky legs. Your jacket and bag had been discarded on the set next to you. Mark watched silently as you poured yourself a glass of water. “I had to stay late and then I missed my usual bus” You spoke between mouthfuls. “Todays just be wild, I’m sorry I kept you waiting”
“It’s ok!” He insisted, smiling as he watched you calm down. Something about the chaos was comforting and familiar to him. He was sick of putting on an act in front of women who assumed they were better than him. Today seemed different for him. “You’re here now so that's all that matters, you know?”
It didn’t take long to destress from your hectic work day with Mark. Words flowed freely between the two of you. He laughed away all your work problems while you laughed at his cheesy jokes. Soon you were settled in at a nice pace of conversation, waiting for the young waiter to bring your food over. First arrived Mark's burger and fries, he waited patiently for your food to arrive before he started eating. Then you watched him return with a large bowel sat upon a plate.
“You know, I’ve never seen someone order soup on a first date” He gave you a mischievous smile, a sign that he wasn’t actually judging. It was a comfort to be around someone who communicated so easily through their body. As a lawyer, it was easy to see when someone was lying with their body language. But not Mark.
“Nothing better than soup on a cold day!” Finally, he arrived at your table, plate in one hand as he placed down your food. The young man watched as you reached for your bowl, watched as you offered to take it from him, thanking him as he had done so much for you. But he watched silently, he didn’t say a word about the temperature of the bowl. “Oh fuck!”
As soon as your hands touched the ceramic your fingers went up in flames. Although not literally, you could feel the fire course through your body. Your hands flew up and away from the bowl, desperately escaping from the heat that had burned you. In doing so it's your turn to watch silently, watching as the dish leaves the waiter's hand and lands on the table. Not only does the scorching hot liquid drip onto your lap, but you also watch as it drips onto Mark's side as well. He jumps up with a yelp, his legs burning. You stay put, eyes shut. At least you have the pain to focus on. Anything other than the embarrassment you feel build up in your chest. You’ll take the fire over the looks of pity from other customers. The blisters over dealing with your date who you had just spilled soup on,
“I’m so sorry” The young waiter was just as embarrassed, panicking at what your reaction would be. But he didn’t stay long enough to see it. “I’ll get you something to clean up right away”
Shut. Your eyes stayed shut. For as long as you kept them close, the longer this wasn’t real. But it came creeping up faster than you could handle, and soon a sob left your mouth. Your body shakes as you begin to cry. The tears had to fight their way out as you kept your eyes firmly shut.
“Y/N?” Finally opening your eyes, you saw how bright and wide Marks had become. Standing by your side, mouth slightly agar. “Are you ok?”
“Yeah” Your voice was the quietest it had felt in a long time. You watched as the young waiter rushed back, damp cloth in hand.
“Oh sorry” Mark stepped out of the way, allowing the waiter to aid you in your cleaning. “I’m gonna, you know, head to the bathroom”
You nodded, the nervousness in his voice a clear sign he wasn’t returning but you didn’t want him to. Embarrassment consumed you and you were reminded why you didn’t date.
The peace that naturally came with Hyunjin was appreciated more than ever after your date last night. The pressure of work sent away as he walked past your office, smiling and waving at you despite his late arrival. It gave you a laugh, a small break from the pending work in front of you. But moving your hand in the wrong direction had you wincing, the paper folder rubbed against the raw blisters on your palm. A painful memory of the embarrassment you endured. You allowed yourself a moment, sitting with the pain, living with it.
A knock at your door brings you away from your thoughts, Hyunjins head poking through the door. “Is this a bad time?”
“No, come in” You gesture to the seat across from you, pulling your hand away and into your lap to try to soothe the ache of it away. “What can I do for you Hyunjin?”
“I just need to speak to you about the Kettleman case, is that ok?” Every time he spoke, each word was so perfectly chosen. Delicately leaving his mouth and waiting to see your reaction before he spoke again. “He wants to meet with you again, something about the deal you offered him. I told him he could speak to me about it before setting up a meeting but he was pretty insistent on seeing you”
As he spoke your ears rang, and you couldn’t resist the temptation to press into the blister forming on your hand. But the pain was too distracting and you could barely focus on his words. “Overall he was really difficult, I told him I’ll call him back, or have you call him back to sort out a meeting time with him. So when would it work for you?”
Finally taking a breath and opening your eyes, you looked at him as he waited for your reply. “Which one was the Kettleman case again?”
“Y/N are you ok?” You were off your game today, upset over your failed date and hurting from the now-open blister on your hand. Everything was out of your thoughts.
“Please just remind me” He licks his lips nervously, unsure what to make of your behaviour. Regardless, he follows your words.
“Mr Kettleman is, well was, our state treasurer. But he’s been accused of embezzling $1.6 million of government funds” As he speaks, he searches through the manilla folder on his lap. Eventually, he settles on a single piece of paper and holds it for you to grab.
“Ah the Kettlemans” You reach for the paper, not thinking about the burn on your hand. But quickly it comes back to the front of your mind and you flinch at the contact. Unluckily for you, it doesn’t go unnoticed by Hyunjin.
“Your hand? What happened?” He quickly stands, making his way to your side of the desk. Without thinking he takes your hand in his own, but he doesn't get a good look before you snatch it away.
“Hyunjin, please. This is not appropriate and while I appreciate your concern I am ok” He looks down at you blankly, ignoring your anger.
“Can you drop it?”
“Excuse me?”
“The whole boss act! I’m sick of you pretending you don’t care about me or even that you don’t know me” Hands on his hips, he steps away to empathise with his words. “I know it's strange that I work for you now, but you can’t just pretend that we're strangers”
You clench your teeth, remaining silent. He hasn't convinced you but you weren't fighting to get him to.
“Please just let me see your hand. I’m your friend and I care about you ok?” You stay put and he takes this as an ok to try and see your hand again. You don’t stop him. “Ouch, how’d this happen?”
“I don’t want to talk about it” If he was to treat you like a child, you weren't going to have an adult conversation with him.
“Alright let me get something for this” He rubs over the back of your hand before leaving it to rest on your desk. Once he returns he brings over your spare chair. “This is going to hurt a little, ok?”
His long fingers tickle the surface of your skin, a white cream being rubbed into your wound. Your heart stops at the intimacy of the situation. One hand holds onto you steady, the other circling the skin of your palm. Skin to skin, touching your open wound but only to heal, not to hurt. Satisfied, he pulls away before covering it up with a plain bandaid and finally meeting your glossy eyes.
“Thank you Hyunjin”
07/07/2022
After the disaster that was your date with Mark, you had high hopes for how tonight would go. It literally could not get any worse. And it already was going better. Work didn’t keep you late, Hyunjin even walked you to your car. You felt comfortable with him once more. Still distant as you were in your younger years but with that same connection, this time you knew he felt it as well.
Without being late, you had time to put yourself together. Make yourself feel real again after spending all day in corporate hell. You weren’t dressing to impress, the date was still casual but anything was better than your tight slacks and buttoned shirt. There was once a piece of work you couldn’t shake off your mind.
It always was the little things with Hyunjin. Back in high school, it was making your order before you got there. It was taking time to help elderly customers who couldn't read the menu. Saving your life. And just like then, it was the little things now at work that had him sticking in your mind. He remembered your coffee orders despite him not making it for years. Clients would always tell you about the polite young man who greeted them on the phone. You were just hoping he wouldn’t need to save you again. The debt you already held to him could never be repaid and it weighed down your soul.
A text was sent to Beomgyu letting him know that you were on your way before you exited your place. The bar where you were meeting wasn’t far from your house, barely a ten-minute walk, but you wanted the time to think. Need the time to be early to ensure your mistakes aren't repeated. It wasn't long before you arrived, had your ID checked and sat waiting for the brown-haired boy to arrive.
Yet seven o’clock came and went. You had triple-checked that your message went through, yet no reply. Nothing saying ‘omw!’ or ‘sorry I might be running late tonight” (although you had forgotten to give that same curiosity to Mark). So you sat and waited because you had been Beomgyu in this situation. Yet tonight you needed to be the Mark that waited.
Seven thirty arrived, the barkeep asked if he could get you a drink and you felt as if that may be the only interaction with a human that you get tonight. Another message sent was another message left unanswered. The anxiety you swore up and down to your therapist that you didn’t feel started creeping back into your life. A mixture of guilt and betrayal. Guilt for the night you left Mark waiting, only to waste his time further. Guilt for when you left Han for college. While guilt was something you were too familiar with. Betrayal was something new. You were now in the position of the hurt. The one who was allowed to be upset. But you weren’t upset at Beomgyu, instead upset at yourself for all the times you had betrayed the ones around you.
One more time you would check your phone, and if you still had no response then that was it. Your heart was still held high before you saw no notifications on your screen. And then it came crashing into your guilt, a new wave of anxiety washing over you, a tear to match. You were quick to wipe it away, mind trying to focus on anything but the ache that you were experiencing. With one hand tightly around your phone and the other swirling the ice in your glass, you found yourself staring down at the boy's profile. Analysing every photo, every aspect of his life that he shared online. Were you not good enough for him? Did he think that little of you that he forgot?
You watched his profile update in real-time, a new photo on his tag displayed him out at dinner with a group of his friends. Stood up. You had been stood up. Your entire life you thought that was just something that happened in movies. Some way to break the protagonist down just so their friend, the real love interest of the story, can bring them back up. But there was no love interest in your story. All you had was a dating app full of men not willing to take that chance with you. And there was nothing you could do about it.
You watched the ice melt with every round it made in the glass, your finger became numb to the sensation although you knew there would be a mark from where it rested on the rim of the cup. There was nothing to hold you steady, the only sensation to ground you was beginning to melt away at your own doing. Your own fingertips wore it down and soon you’d be alone again.
09/09/2022
“Thank you for your time today” You pressed your lips together, cringing at the fake voice you put on anytime you were on the phone. After years of working with clients, you were hoping you would have gotten used to it. But you continued to dread each phone call you had to make. “I’ll have someone get back to you shortly”
Finally ending the call allowed you a breather. Hands resting against your forehead for just a moment before you move on to the next thing. And the next thing always seemed to be Hyunjin. His rapid knocking on the door became a sound you were all too familiar with.
“One second” You called out to him, face still hidden. He didn’t listen to your request, quickly entering your office with confidence. Soon recoiling when he saw your position. “Or not”
With a sigh you pull yourself up, washing away any grief you were feeling and becoming workplace Y/N once more. “What can I help you with Hyunjin?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt” He seemed genuinely remorseful, trying to back out of the awkward situation he had created. “I can go”
“Just stay, tell me what you want” The ringing of his hands made you realise this may not be work-related, was something wrong with Hyunjin?
“It’s not important, I’ll come back” He gave a polite smile and turned back to the door to leave.
“Please wait” You stood, leaning across the table to speak to him. “You can talk to me it’s ok”
“I know” He smiled sadly, chewing on his lip. “Later?”
You gave it up, dropping back to your seat defeated. Hyunjin left you alone. That seemed to be a theme with you recently. You had never cried at work. But the warmth they provided down your face brought you some comfort.
The phone from your drawer buzzed. Although you would have scolded Hyunjin for using his phone during work hours, you couldn't resist the distraction from your overwhelming emotions.
Han Jisung added you as a friend!
Han Jisung sent you a message!
Never in your wildest dreams had you imagined that you would repair your relationship with Han. After you left Pryham he hasn't spoken to you. Despite the awful day you left him off on, he organised with your mum to give you a hug before you left. Not a word was spoken. But that tight hug was your goodbyes. And that was the last you saw of Han Jisung.
Neither of you reached out while you were away at university. You had no idea if he moved out of town or even moved out of his parent's home. You didn’t care to know. For years you lived peacefully without Han, an idea that once seemed painful to even think about. But here you were, sitting across from him at a lively cafe laughing harder than you had in years.
But there were only so many old memories you could talk about, only so many years of catching up before silence filled the space between the two of you. An awkward sip of your drink and fidgeting with your hair before Han finally speaks.
“Y/N” He swallowed hard, looking at you briefly before staring back down at your hands. “I’m really sorry for everything”
He watched silently waiting for your reaction, but when you didn’t show anything other than the tears that began to form in your eyes he continued. “I didn’t understand what it meant when you were leaving, I just couldn’t understand why you would leave me in such a shit town”
“Is this why you messaged me? To say sorry?”
“Maybe?” He watched your face drop, hands reaching out to hold yours in a panic. “You were my closest friend, my only friend at some point and I want you to know that I am sorry”
Once again silence fills the air, your mouth is twisted, unsure of how to feel about all of this. The tears that rolled down your face weren’t tears of sadness, they weren't tears of anything. You were simply overwhelmed by Han once again. He takes the silence as a bad sign, struggling to put together his words.
“I just wanted to see you and talk to you, because I miss you so much, and I want you to know that I-” His head drops, and you watch as pain crosses his face. He grunts to bear with it, before looking back up at you and smiling, the tears you wear are now on his face as well. “I think I should go Y/N”
“What?” The both of you stand, Han to get away, and you to chase. With a nod, he collects his things and leaves. His steps are light, he almost floats away unaware of how his words have affected you. “Han wait”
You weren’t the most receptive to his feelings or words but you have never imagined he would have just left. You don’t want to run, it feels wrong to run after someone in the streets. But your steps are fast, trying to catch up with him through the crowd of people that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. You’d only been walking for a few minutes before you lost him. Your head spins as crowds of people swarm past you. Disorientated and out of breath, you feel yourself begin to panic.
A numbness overtakes your fingers, increasing with each beat of your racing heart. You can’t think, all you can feel is the burning of your lungs from your lack of air. You’d never felt so lost before, everyone has left you while simultaneously you're surrounded. It's both lonely and crushing. Just when you think you won’t be able to take another breath, a warm hand makes itself at home on your shoulder. The touch is grounding and you almost choke on the air you manage to gulp down.
You find the strength in the familiar dark eyes that seem to appear whenever you need them the most. “Y/N?”
“Hyunjin?”
In the safety of your apartment, you’re able to calm down enough to talk to Hyunjin. He insisted on walking you home which you needed, him staying to listen was something you wanted and he seemed more than happy to. He sat in the armchair across from you, elbows leaning against his knees as he listened intently.
“I don’t know what was wrong with Han” Your nose was still running, your nerves still on fire as you fiddled with the tissues you held onto. “I mean, you saw us at school right? We used to be best friends”
“People change Y/N, it’s been a long time since you saw him last” He spoke calmly, choosing each word with precision so as to not upset you further.
“Yeah but he reached out to me, you know? Why reach out to say sorry and then back out of the apology? Unless he was just trying to make himself feel better, maybe he didn’t mean it so when I didn't accept it right away he got upset” Your brain was running laps trying to put together the pieces of today.
“Can I ask what he was apologising for?”
“Nothing, it was dumb” You put the tissue down, reaching to rub your face. “I’m not upset over it anymore, I was gonna accept his apology. He just hadn't finished talking so I didn’t want to interrupt!”
“Why are you so upset then?” You pull your face away to look at him, his usual charm was there. But he felt so empty. You shake the thought away, trying to think of an answer that would please his overanalyzing brain.
“I’m lonely Hyunjin. Like really lonely” You laugh to hide the embarrassment of it all. People joke about being lonely, spending all their time watching Netflix instead of hanging out with their friends. But true loneliness was different. It was painful to experience and embarrassing to admit. “I’ve tried to go on dates but they never work out so I was excited to finally have a friend”
“I didn’t take you as the dating type”
“I’m not, I’ve been on a total of two dates this year and each one was comically bad”
“Do you care to share?”
“What are you, my therapist?”
“I didn’t take you as the therapy type either”
Sinking back into your couch with a sigh, you just shrug back at Hyunjin. “Maybe I’m just destined to be alone”
“Don’t think like that” His tone changed from concern to trying to cheer you, reaching out to give your knee a rub. “Whatever happened on those dates wasn’t on you, it just wasn’t the right guy”
“Maybe not” You weren’t in the mood to talk about your sad dating life much longer. But you felt bad being so defensive over your life, maybe this is why you were alone?
“You know that time I came to work with a burn on my hand?” You decide to humour him with a couple of stories. “That was from a date”
“That wasn’t on you though was it?” He smiles with you, allowing the change in tone. “That was on that waiter for not warning you about the hot plate”
“I guess” You laugh, thumb running over the small scar that sits on your palm from your date with Mark. But you stop and so does your heart. How did Hyunjin know that? He doesn't see anything wrong, continuing to enjoy your company even when neither of you are speaking. Your eyes dart from him to the door and you decide it's safe to ask. “How’d you know that?”
“Know what?”
“About the waiter? I didn’t tell you how I burnt my hand” You see his eyes shift in panic but his smile only grows. An uneasy combination that starts your panicking again. “Were you following me?”
“I think you’re mistaken, you told me the story you just hadn't said you were on a date at the time” You shake your head, trying to process how he knew. You remember that day so clearly, the feeling of his skin rubbing over the raw part of your hand burnt into your mind. He seems so calm but you can feel the tears starting in your eyes again.
“I did not tell you anything about it Hyunjin” You stand, trying to get away from him. “I know for a fact that I didn’t tell you, so how did you know?”
He stands but doesn’t move from his position in front of the chair, only watching silently as you back away from him. Each rise of your chest bought you more discomfort, the two of you stood silently staring each other down. While you were experiencing your fight-or-flight instinct for the second time that day, Hyunjin just seemed sad.
“I had to do it Y/N” You had seen Hyunjin happy, you had seen him be charming, you had even seen him just blank. To most, seeing someone so empty would freak them out. But you had never seen Hyunjin mad or sad. Seeing him act this way now was scarier than that day he saved your life.
“What do you mean ‘you had to do it’?” You had only thought he had been following you, which was bad enough, but thinking he had something to do with it only made the dread in your stomach worse.
“Han. Mark. Beomgyu. Then Han again. I had to intervene”
“What? Had to intervene?” You can barely process what you're hearing, let alone think of a response. All you can speak are questions you know you’ll never get an answer to. “How do you know their names Hyunjin?”
Silence.
“Hyunjin answer me!” You watch as he begins to cry, the raising of your voice shaking something within him.
“If I show you, will you forgive me?”
“I don’t-” Your voice breaks itself off, the mixture of emotions in your gut making it impossible to think.
Without saying another word, Hyunjin excuses himself from where he had previously been frozen in place. His back against the blank wall of your living room. He shuts his eyes and takes a breath before you see the impossible. Shadows appear behind him, but not of any human form. Wings that span far past his arm's reach are cast onto the walls of your apartment. It’s your turn to freeze. Mind racing as you try to take in what you're witnessing. Once he opens his eyes, they disappear, you’re almost convinced you were just seeing things but the shit-eating grin he wears tells you otherwise.
“What- What does that mean?” No matter what you just saw, you fail to understand how it relates to the situation you currently find yourself in.
“I’m your guardian angel”
“My what?”
“Guardian angel, you know, like in the movies and stuff”
“Get the fuck out of my apartment” The confusion you felt is replaced by rage. You don’t care to hear him out, any reason he may have for playing this joke on you will go unheard.
“Wait Y/N, I’m serious!” You shake your head, refusing to believe anything he says but you don’t get another second to think until he’s suddenly in your face. “How do you think I got here?”
“Hyunjin” Your voice is quiet, fear eats you up as he stands so close. The Hyunjin you thought you knew is no longer there, a strange man stands by you instead.
“No, don't be scared!” He can sense your every emotion, his hands grip your shoulders trying to calm you. “I’m just trying to show you I’m telling the truth! Think about that day at the theatre right? No way any human could be got there as fast as I did”
“Hyunjin please” A madman was in your home, gripping you hard enough to leave bruises and you couldn't do anything about it apart from beg for him to leave. That didn’t seem to align with Hyunjins plans.
“Y/N just listen to me!” He lets go of your shoulders and steps away, though not far enough for you to leave the wall he had backed against. “Don’t you see how good this is!”
“Good?! In what way is this good?”
“We can be with each other now, without any secrets”
“You think I want to be with you?” You force him to step away from you, finger jabbing into his chest. Although tears continue to flow down your face, laughter now joins them. “You’re fucking crazy!”
“I’m not crazy!” He snaps right back at you. “How else can I prove I am an angel, your angel?”
“That's not the issue Hyunjin. The issue is that you’ve ruined all my relationships! And now you work with me? You’ve ruined the only thing I had!”
“I didn’t ruin anything Y/N, they weren’t right for you. We were made for each other, it has to be us”
“I don’t want you Hyunjin! Especially not if you’re gonna force it, let me figure that out myself! I- I don’t want you micromanaging my life Hyunjin, can’t you see how insane that is?” He shakes his head, his tears breaking him down further. Your roles have reversed as he quietly begs for you to stop. “I want to live! I want to date and have my heart broken. I want friends, I want a job where you aren’t there”
“I had to” He’s no louder than a whisper, but he isn’t speaking for you, instead he’s trying to convince himself that he’s done nothing wrong.
“I don’t care Hyunjin, I just want you to leave”
“I can’t” It’s his turn to panic, when he looks at you his eyes are full of fear but you fail to understand where it's coming from. “If I leave now, you’ll forget me. Humans are forbidden to know about creatures like me. If I leave, everything will be forgotten ”
“Good” You spit the word at him, furious at the way he has made your life worse, furious at the way he thinks he deserves your acceptance. “I don’t want to ever see you again”
“I’m not leaving Y/N, I- I- I love you and I’m not leaving” He stands like a child in the middle of your living room. Tears flow down his face but he’s barely crying. He just stands and watches you, refusing to give in.
“Well, I hate you Hyunjin” You watch him swallow back a cry at your words. “And if you won’t leave then I will”
As you go to walk past him he grabs your arm, grip much stronger than before. If the wings and teleporting weren’t enough to convince you of his powers, his inhuman strength was, you cry out in pain. “No! You can’t leave!”
“You're hurting me!” Your begging is more desperate than before, the pain becoming unbearable as he crushes your arm. “Let go please!”
“But then you’ll leave” His soft eyes find yours, lips broken and chewed as he tries to find himself a loophole in the situation he's put himself in.
“Let me” He didn’t yell at you so you don’t yell back. Trying to find peace in the situation.
“Y/N you have to understand that I can’t”
“Are we gonna stand like this forever then?” He doesn’t respond, all reasoning goes past him. So instead you put your hands together and begin to pray.
You pray to the heavens above for help. You pray that justice can find its way into your life and punish Hyunjin for the damage he has caused. You pray that he is no longer the man to watch over you. And just when you begin to lose hope that anything holy could be on your side, his grip loosens and although it is still painful, it is human. You make eye contact with him one more, and terror makes its way over his face one last time before he collapses.
For the first time, Hyunjin wakes up. Never in his life had he slept and he never wishes to again. A burning pain on his upper back from what he assumes is the hard wooden floor below him. But when he opens his eyes and sees the panic in your eyes, he begins to believe it's from something else.
“You’re bleeding Hyunjin” You can barely stomach the blood, unsure of what to do as he bleeds out onto the floor of your apartment. He manages to peel himself out of the sticky mess, his hand reaching back to feel the open wound that sits on his shoulder. His heart sinks even further when he reaches and feels a matching wound on the opposite side.
“My wings” Defeated is the only way to describe Hyunjin in this situation. He had lost his power, his status, his purpose. “What did you do?”
“I prayed” You look just as broken as him, sorrow present in your eyes. “I didn’t know this would happen Hyunjin, I’m sorry”
Despite the constant distress he had put you through your entire life, you helped him up. You go to leave for the first aid kit but he stands to join you. If you leave, you’ll forget. Although you wouldn’t mind forgetting right now, the grief in his eyes is enough to guilt you into remembering for now. You do your best to tend to his wounds as he sits crying. A grown man bleeding and crying in your bathroom wasn’t the plans you had for tonight and it makes you incredibly uncomfortable having him in your house. But you couldn't leave him now. So you allow him to stay, and the two of you lay side by side in your bed, not touching but close enough for comfort.
The night stays silent, you can’t sleep knowing that once you do, everything will change forever. Hyunjin won’t be a part of your life, Sam will be forgotten. “Hyunjin?”
“Yeah?”
“What happens now?”
“You forget” His voice is the same monotone you're used to from him. He doesn’t sugarcoat his words. “You forget about me and you get a new angel now that I’m human”
“I’m sorry” Tears roll from your eyes down the side of your head, soaking the sheets below you.
“Everything I did for you” He sighs and you know whatever he says next is going to enrage you. Nothing he did was ever for you, it was for him. “And you just threw it away? I sacrificed so much for you Y/N”
His crying had only just calmed but he began again, turning away from you and sobbing into your pillow to hide his pain.
“I’m sorry” It’s the only words you manage to spill from your lip, no matter how you felt, you couldn't express it properly. It wasn’t worth it knowing this would all be wiped clear from your mind. You just wanted it to be over with. “I’m going to the store, when I’m back, please be gone”
He sits up but it’s too late, you’ve made up your mind. Yet you stall at the door to your bedroom, knowing once you leave the room, your life will change forever. One last time you look back and take in his dark eyes, eyes you once considered a comfort in the chaos of your life. The chaos that he was now the centre of.
“Goodbye Hyunjin” And with that, you stepped away. It was the last time he would ever get to see you look at him with love. The next time you saw him, he would be a stranger.
For him, this was love at last sight.
Work was no longer entertainment for Hyunjin. Work was now essential. It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to look after himself, but for the first time, he had to think about comfort, food and hygiene. It was a difficult adjustment but if it meant he could continue to see you every day, he would.
The first day back was the most painful, having to be reintroduced to someone who he loved so dearly and for you to look at him as if he was a stranger. In your mind he was, and he had to accept that. But what he couldn’t accept is your behaviour in the following weeks. He no longer held the power to intervene on any dates you may or may not be going on. But he knows you too well.
He knows when you had a good night and when you had a bad night. But when the good nights started becoming more frequent, he knew it was over. His suspicion got confirmed when a man he had never seen before walked through the elevator doors on the floor he worked on, the floor you worked on. His eyes immediately went to you, heartbreaking when he saw you light up at the man. He assumed it was bad and was greeted with the worst when you meet the man with a kiss. He called in sick for the rest of the week.
Could you blame him?
Hyunjin's purpose was to protect, care and love Y/N. And he could no longer do that. So instead he prayed. He prayed until his knees bleed and his hands grew calloused. Until the heavens could no longer ignore his thoughts. His wish? To make sure Y/N never found love if it wasn’t from him.
Y/N's purpose was to be protected, cared and loved for by the heavens. Yet she was no longer protected the way she once was. Despite the efforts of her new guardian, she was left alone. She never prayed after Hyunjin. Never once thought of him as more than a young intern trying to make his way. Never would she think to love him. Her memory was lost and so was their love.
For Hyunjin, this was love at ever and ever sight.
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Hyunjin: Last night I saw Han leave the dorm at 3am with blankets, a broom, pots and aluminum foil. I was curious and followed him and he went to an alley full of rats, raccoons, squirrels and possums. They dressed him in blankets and aluminum foil and he tapped the broom and stood on the pot and declared himself king of the feral.
Bangchan: He does that every Tuesday. I follow him to make sure he gets home safe. He thinks I'm his guardian raccoon angel cause I leave a trail of candy so he can find his way back home.
Hyunjin: It was across the street.
Bangchan: Yeah.
Hyunjin: I get it.
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How does Seungmin view Stray Kids?
Bangchan
Ambitious, action oriented, skilled musician, makes good decisions regarding their career as a group, stubborn and resistant to change, bottles up his emotions and doesn’t like calling for help because he’s scared he will be perceived as weak, but Seungmin thinks he’s strong, but doubts himself too much and should be easier on himself. Also he might have this kind of “Bangchan says, Seungmin does” He admires him and listens to him, Bangchan is an authority in his eyes.
Lee Know
Seungmin is quite direct. He keeps listing the traits. Here we have strong willed, sees the prize and goes to get this prize, kind, caring and I’m hearing heart made of gold, but also reserved and looks like someone that doesn’t care of anything but in reality he does care. It’s just hidden. Hardworking but somewhat effortless in things he does
Changbin
Aww he’s very close with him. He feels safe around him and they get along well. He might think they are soulmates. Might also think of Binnie as of his guardian angel. He hates that he belittles himself and thinks he isn’t good enough. It’s just in his head. Seungmin thinks he doesn’t get enough recognition for his work and shoul get more credits and stay’s love. Idk I’m thinking about Changbin being ignored by Stays recently. It could’ve made him go feral
Hyunjin
He might be scared of Hyunjin judging him. First thought that came to my mind. But he thinks he’s talented and good looking. Literally got everything he owns as a gift from havens (talent, looks money). Everything comes easy for him
Han
Funny, he likes to spend time at home with him. Think both on them sitting on a couch and eating pizza. Brave and determined to improve his life. Seungmin admires that in Han. I’m hearing he knows how to pick himself up after a failure to look for new opportunities. Idk now why but famili time (as spending time as a family) keeps coming to my mind. Some family activities? Going shopping together or eating dinner. I think Seungmin likes to do those things with Han
Felix
I swear the high priestess came out sideways. It could literally mean the balance between two opposite people. I think Felix is playing with his mind and Seungim doesn’t trust him or at least analyzes his behavior. He lives with a belief Felix can trick and deceive you like no one else can. But he’s also very hardworking and responsible. If he wants something he will reach it trough slow and steady work. With the 3 of swords there’re no conflicts between them. Just some sort of lack of trust.
I.N
Open minded, communicative, extroverted, creative, has a thirst for knowledge, popular. A good friend of his. Something about him always knowing what to say in how to say it
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🤍🫧 … Eunji with SKZ !
BangChan — JiChan 🫧
If there’s one person Eunji can go to for advice, it’d be Chan. He’s Eunji’s biggest supporter and always has been ever since she joined the team. They absolutely enjoy working with each other and they always find ways to have fun together. Chan definitely sees Eunji as a little sister, and is always there to defend/protect her. Whenever Eunji is struggling with something, Chan is always there to help her. Eunji also enjoys cooking for Chan and bringing him gifts whenever they all have a comeback as a way to show her appreciation. Chan is definitely the reason why Eunji is here today.
Minho — Minji 🎀
Cat Duo. Is there more needed? These two are so cat coded, and them being friends makes it 100% better. They enjoy knocking things over and causing chaos, just to be seen taking a 9 hour nap mere minutes later. They’re a disastrous combination, as they can either get in some kind of trouble together, or they can be the calmest people to be around. They’re also learning buddies as well, they enjoy teaching each other English. Often, you’ll see these two exchanging random english phrases they’ve learned together. On top of everything, they both own cats!! They both love talking about their cats and showing them off. They love going to each others houses to see one another’s cats.
Changbin — Binji 🌿
These two are gym rats, perfect for one another to work out with. Eunji loves going to the gym with Changbin, and she even wakes up earlier than him to work out. Changbin also really loves Eunji’s cooking, and is always the first to taste anything she cooks in the dorm. He calls himself her ‘Chef in Command’ and likes to think he’s helping in the kitchen when in reality he’s just there to get a plate first. They also really enjoy going out and singing at Karaoke rooms. If you see these two walk in together and the place contains a Karaoke Machine, run. You definitely do not want these two singing their hearts out all night, you’ll never hear the end of it.
Hyunjin — Hyunji 🧸
These two get along really well, and they’re favorite activity to do together is paint. They love talking about different painting techniques and different styles to try out whenever they paint. Hyunjin and Eunji have always been good friends from the start, and it was even found out that they attended the same high School at some point. The two have a lot in common and even though they act like they don’t get along, they care about each other to death. They also like cooking in the dorm together and often exchange recipes to each other. They’re also huge dog lovers!! They enjoy bringing their dogs over to each other’s houses so they can play together. Taka and Kkami are best friends, just like their owners.
Jisung — 2ji 💐
(1/3 of soulmateracha)
If there was a such thing as having Best Friends as your Soulmate, It’d be Soulmateracha. Jisung and Eunji didn’t have a good start to meeting each other when they first debuted. They started off absolutely resenting each other, always butting heads and never getting along, but now they’re inseparable. Where one goes, the other absolutely has to follow. Eunji and Jisung do almost everything together, and it’s tough on them to be apart. They’re like a tornado when they’re together, because if you thought Minji was bad, 2ji is even worse. They’re very loud when they’re together and there’s never a time when they’re not laughing together. These two are very playful together and they’re bound to cause mischief wherever they go. They have a bond like no other.
Felix — Eunlix ⭐️
(2/3 of Soulmateracha)
Eunji’s Guardian Angel in Human form, and a dear member of Soulmateracha. Felix is the type to do absolutely everything and anything for Eunji, and he cares about her very much. From the start, Felix has always been there for Eunji, and has never left her side. He enjoys taking her to visit his family and spending time with her, and just adores everything about Eunji. When Eunji is unsure about something, Felix will always be there to give some advice or to help her. It proves that he’s willing to help her with anything she needs. Their favorite activity to do together is baking, as Felix loves baking brownies and Eunji loves baking cakes. Together, they make the best desserts known to everyone in the dorm. They also play video games together, and often boast about their ranks in games. Eunji enjoys playing pranks on Felix, often tricking him to drink coffee and teasing him about his gaming rank. In other words, Felix and Eunji were meant to meet.
Seungmin - Seungji ⛅️
(3/3 of soulmateracha)
Eunji’s playful puppy rival, since she is apart of nyannyanracha after all. These two are jointed at the hip, hence why he’s apart of soulmateracha. When together, they’re the most playful duo ever imagined. They always end up getting into some kind of mischief together even when they’re not trying. During MV shoots they’re usually the ones playing pranks on the other members while they’re filming. These two also enjoy playing games together, and tease one another if someone loses. They definitely cannot be trusted to do anything together or separate. They’re the bestest of friends and nobody can really ever tell them otherwise. They do everything together and their favorite activity is to tease the other members and watching baseball games.
Jeongin — I.NJI 🪐
Eunji will literally defend Jeongin til the end of time just because she can. Eunji is the literal number one Jeongin defender. She’s always been protective of him since they’ve met and instantly felt a sibling like bond with him just like the others. When the others tease him, she’s always quick to defend him, and says that only she can make fun of him. They enjoy going to the beach together and collecting seashells together to hang on the walls of their dorm like little garlands. Eunji and I.N are also Karaoke Machine lovers (a little less bad than Eunji and Changbin), and they love late night convenience store runs together.
🤍 …’ (Soulmateracha is a unit composed of Eun-ji, Jisung, Felix and Seungmin. It is named that way because of how close they are with one another, and they were given that name by the fans.)
#[🪽] — eunji’s relationship’s#skz 9th member#skz female addition#skz female member#skz female oc#skz oc#stray kids 9th member#stray kids female addition#stray kids female member#stray kids female oc#skz#stray kids#stray kids oc
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Stray Kids Reaction: S/O has Somniphobia
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Content Warning: This discusses Somniphobia, sleeping, and death. Reader discretion is advised.
Somniphobia is the fear of not being able to fall asleep, having nightmares or sleep paralysis, or even dying in their sleep.
Bang Chan:
Honestly, I feel like he does a bit as well.
Super understanding and supportive
Encourages you to sleep in his studio while he’s working so he can keep an eye on you
Offers to let you sleep at the dorms whenever possible as well
Does a metric ton of research on everything from statistics to causes
Tries to use that to reassure you
When it doubt, he’s got the worlds worst sleep schedule, so he doesn’t mind watching over you.
Plus, you’re cute when you sleep
Lee Know
You didn't even have to tell him
Probably figured it out on his own.
He would notice that you weren’t sleeping and just asked what was up
Thinks you’re joking at first
Once he realizes you’re serious, he starts digging deeper
Is it nightmares?
Did it stem from horror movies?
Would offer to let you sleep next to him whenever possible so he can keep an eye on you
So attuned to your breathing patterns he could be dead asleep but still wake up the second you breathe weird.
Maybe tries to get a service pet that’s trained to wake you up if your heartbeat changes drastically.
Changbin:
Wasn’t sure how to help at first
Did some research but made the mistake of watching Nightmare on Elm Street,
Now he isn’t too keen on sleeping either
But he knows a healthy heart and body will help you live longer
So he would encourage you to join him at the gym
Plus, you would be so tired after, you wouldn’t really think about it once you fell asleep.
Likes to sleep with his head on your chest or his face in your neck so he can monitor your heartbeat all night
You’ve definitely given him a new phobia
Spends at least a week trying to keep himself awake
When he realizes how much that sucks he tries to come up with something new
Sleep is super important for your physical and mental health
And getting sick is not an option
Would get you matching smart watches to track your heartbeats while you sleep
That way if something happens, an alarm can wake you up
Would also invest in your heart and brain health
Vitamins, meditation, whatever the internet says is good for you he is going to try
Han:
New phobia part two: the electric boogaloo
Made the mistake of looking into it and now is thoroughly traumatized.
Recruits the rest of 3 Racha for help
Would try to make jokes and play it cool for your sake
But he’s not fooling anyone
The other members have to remind him that sleep is vital for life
And also that you’re just as, if not more scared than he is
Similar to Hyunjin and Lee Know, he would want a way to keep track of your heartbeats
Or he just says screw it: y’all are sleeping in shifts now
Felix:
Guardian angel mode activated
He is understanding from the get go
Offers to sleep in shifts,
Or wrapped so thoroughly around one another that you can tell if something goes wonky
He knows that statistically you’re going to be fine
But he wants you to feel safe while you sleep
Even if that means messing with his own sleep schedule
Asks the other members to check in on the two of you every so often to make sure you’re alright
Does a ton of research so he can understand everything
Hes going to become a veritable expert in Somniphobia in a few weeks
Seungmin:
Would make fun of you for all of three seconds until he realized you were serious
Then still makes fun of you but is also thinking of a million things he could do to keep you safe
It’s not that he doesn’t believe that its real
But the rational part of his brain knows that its super unlikely to happen
Doesn’t really talk about it, but also doesn't feed into it
Death glares anyone who might try to tease you about it
Pretends to be chill about it
But if you fall asleep on him, he immediately grabs your wrist to keep an eye on your pulse.
Another to sleep with his head near a pulse point just to be safe
I.N:
New Phobia part 3
He didn’t even know that was a thing
His first instinct is to go to Chan
Creates an entire sleep routine, so that everything is alright before you go to bed
Checks your heart rates, hand-eye coordination, memory, all that stuff
Does the same in the morning as well
Probably has alarms every few hours to wake himself up and confirm that neither of you have died.
You’re not allowed to sleep without him ever again.
Will call you from anywhere in the world to make sure you’re keeping up the routine.
Probably tries to get everyone in his life to do the same
No one is dying on his watch
#cw: death#cw: somniphobia#stray kids#stray kids jeongin#stray kids hyunjin#stray kids chan#stray kids headcanon#stray kids headcanons#stray kids lee know#stray kids changbin#stray kids felix#stray kids han#stray kids seungmin
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1004 - The Angel Collab Masterlist
Dearest creatures great and small!!! I welcome thee to the masterlist of the 1004 - Angel Collab!
Some awesome writers joined me and created the most intriguing stories all around the angel theme! While some are still missing the first ones are already posted and up for reading!
Enjoy the stories and please give them your love!
A Message from the Skies by @twisted-tales-of-all
Pairing: Kim Seungmin (Stray Kids) x Gender-Ambiguous Reader; Genre: Fantasy, fluff, angst, nature-guardian!SM, strangers to lovers (sorta), mutual pining (sorta); WC: 3.4k; Rating: Teen; Warnings: mentions of death, loss of parental figure, blood, injury, wound care, mention of bullying, self-injury, ritualistic instructions, time skips
Summary: Living with the forest-folk have led you to witness a lot of unusual things, so when you find an injured angel unconscious in front of your home, you simply bring him inside and tend to his wounds. Living with you while he heals, you grow close to one another.
Carved in stone by @flurrys-creativity
Pairing: Jeonghan (Seventeen) x reader; Genre: fluff, fantasy, …; Rating: tbd; Warnings: tbd; Wordcount: tbd
Summary: You restore old homes, which seem inhabitable, moving around the whole world and living in them until your job was done.
With your newest project you notice a massive angel statue at the front. One that almost appears to be alive.
Storm of Stygia by @stardragongalaxy
Pairing: Yunho (Ateez) x reader; Genre: Fallen Angel au, fantasy, some horror, Angst, smut, Fluff if you squint; Rating: 18+; Wc: 1.5k; Warnings: element play, rough play, marking, biting, fingering, edging, corruption
Summary: Yunho is a fallen seeking what's been lost to him, but when the source appears to be used to communicate, he finds himself craving more
Us, Angel by @limjaeseven
Pairing: Dokyeom (Seokmin) x Jeonghan (Seventeen); Genre: Good Omens!AU, fluff, angst, e2l; Rating: tbd; Warnings: tbd; Estimated wc: tbd
Summary: Seokmin was an angel, Jeonghan was a demon. They were not friends, and they were definitely not on the same team. Jeonghan was evil, his job was to ruin everything good, but he was also a wonderful dinner companion. Seokmin would be lying if he said that he didn't enjoy bumping into the demon every now and then, getting drinks with him, going on walks with him. That didn't mean anything though, absolutely not.
Wonderlust by @sanjoongie
Pairing: Park Seonghwa (Ateez) x Reader (f); Genre: smut, fallen angel au, piercer au; Rating: 18+; Warnings: pain kink, customer/service provider sex, jerking off service, piercing service (do not read if you can't handle descriptions of a piercing occurring), spit kink, public sex at the workplace, begging, glove kink, corruption kink, overstimulation kink, Seonghwa likes it hard and fast okay; WC: 1,763
Summary: When a fallen angel walks into your piercing parlor and asks for you to pierce his nipples, looking to experience pain and pleasure in his now human life
Dreams by @binniebeams
Pairing: Hyunjin (Stray Kids) x Reader; Genre: Angel AU, Angst?, Unrequited interest; WC: 1.5k; Rating: NC-17; Warnings: Talks of death, the afterlife, depression, drunk driving, character death, manipulation
Summary: Hyunjin is an angel tasked with painting someone’s life to see where they get placed in the afterlife once they pass on, but one day a particular soul catches his eye and he begins to romanticize them through his own art.
TBD by @mingsolo
Pairing: tbd; Genre: tbd; Rating: tbd; Warnings: tbd; Estimated wc: tbd
Summary: tbd
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