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Take A Hint
Summary: Min ho teases you because you can't take a hint
AN: I honestly didn't really expect for people to like the last Min ho one but you guys did see here's another.
“Wake up” Kitty shakes you awake.
“Leave me alone.” you pull the covers up to hide your face.
“We have to go to the boys are making breakfast.”
“It's saturday.” you muffled under the covers.
“So what.” Kitty tries to think of an idea to make you go, then one pops into her head.
“You know…. Min ho is going to be there.”
“I know.” you said like it was obvious. But you couldn't lie your heart did skip a beat when you heard Min ho’s name.
“And it's morning…. That means he definitely has a raspy morning voice.” Kitty teased. You pulled the cover off and looked at the Kitty.
“I like the way you think. I'm up.”
10 minutes later you found yourself walking to the boys dorms with Kitty.
“So what's going on between you two?” Kitty asked.
“Between who?” you tried to act clueless and hide a smile.
“You and Min ho, you've been spending a lot of time together”
“No we haven’t”
“Yes you guys have. Everytime i text you, you're always with Min ho.”
“I like him,” you confess, “but it's not going to work.”
“You never know. It's obvious something is there.”
“That's the thing Kitty, there's something there because I feel something but because he does.”
“He does, you just dont see if because you are too busy getting flustered every time he looks at you.”
“Not true” you defend yourself. Deep down you knew it was true. You tried to hide your feelings but as soon as he even looked your way, you became shy even, he started to notice.
“Just keep your cool.” Kitty said, knocking on the door. A few seconds later Q answered it.
“Breakfast isn't ready yet, Min ho is still cooking.” Q said as you and Kitty walked in.
“If you would’ve helped, maybe it would be ready by now.” Min Ho said. Kitty was right; he had the morning voice. The first thing you noticed when you looked at him was he had a shirt on with no sleeves and his biceps were on full display.
“Hi Min ho.” you smiled trying not to look at his arms.
“Hi, Good morning.” he smiled back. Q and kitty watch the interactions and look at each other. Kitty thought of another idea.
“Min ho. y/n is a good listener you can have her help.” Kitty said with a smirk. You look at Kitty with wide eyes.
“Good idea, come on.” you mouth to kitty “i'm going to kill you” before walking over to Min ho.
The whole time you were getting distracted when he would tell you what to do or help you your eyes would go straight to his veiny hands.
Meanwhile Q and Kitty were watching the whole interaction going on.
“What do you think about them?” Kitty asked Q trying to get his opinion.
“Not sure what one thing I do know is that she has a thing for him and his arms.
“What she does not.” Kitty defended you.
“Sure does.” Kitty looked at you for a minute trying to see if Q was right. She counted how many times you look at his arms in a minute.
“Oh my god she does.” Kitty looked at Q in shock. “We should do something to get Min ho to notice, because when he does he will tease her about it.”
“Then he will figure out that she likes him. We are such a great team.” Q smiles. Q pretends to check his phone. “Shit.”
“What?” Min ho asked?
“I can't go to the gym, I forgot I have to tutor somebody.” Q lied.
“You don't even tutor people.” Min ho said, confused.
“I know but it's my friend and he really needs help.” Q looks at Kitty trying to get her to catch on. She gives an Oh look then speaks.
“Hey! y/n can go with you, she always wanted to go to the gym.”
“What i never-”
“For real?” Min ho looks at you smiling. You couldn't say no to him.
“Yep always have!” you put on a fake smile.
“Great, we can go after breakfast.”
An hour later you found yourself at a gym. You never work out in your life. Minho has changed shirt and now he is wearing a really tight shirt. You don't think you can handle this, but you have to he's your friends you can't think of him in that way.
You watch him as he grabs weights. You follow him as he walks over to his spot.
“God, it's hot in here,” he says.
“Maybe you take the shirt off.” you mumble a little loud then as expected.
“Huh?” he turns his head quickly to look at you.
“What?” you act clueless.
“You just told me to take off my shirt” he raised his eyebrows
“No, I said shoes.” you played it off. You watch as he grabs the hems on his shirt.
“What- what are you doing?” you look around to see if anybody is watching, but it's only two other people in there and they are clearly not paying attention.
“I just said it was hot.” he shrugged and took the shirt off.
“God damn.” you whisper. You couldn't take your eyes off him.
“Eyes are up here.” you look at him, and play it off.
“I was looking at the floor.”
“Didn't know my body was on the floor.” He gets closer to you, you look at the ground trying to forget what just happened but you can't. Your mind is racing. “Come on, look at me.” he teases. You don't look at him, you can't bring yourself too. He puts his fingers on your chin and makes you look at him.
You had no choice now, you couldn't break. You just couldn’t
“You think i don’t notice.” he says in a low voice.
“W- what are you talking about?”
“The way you look at me, you can't take your eyes off of me, especially my arms.”
“I don't do that.”
“Don't play princess.” you don’t say another word, he looks at you for a couple of seconds then goes back to working out. Like nothing just happened.
2 hours of him teasing you in the gym.
You are now back at his dorm, two of you are alone. He joins you on the couch and grabs the remote.
“Should we watch?”
“Can we watch spiderman?”
“We always watch, we should watch something else.” he looks at you then puts his hand on your thigh. You stiffened up.
“What's wrong princess.”
“Nothing.” you tried to shake off the butterflies in your stomach. “Can we just watch the movie?”
“Fine whatever you say”
The next few days were filled with you trying to avoid Min ho because every time you saw him, he either said something to tease you or did something.
“Ugh science is next.” kitty said, walking with you through the hallway.
“I know” you groaned. Suddenly Kitty stopped walking and her eyes went wide.
“Umm… we should go this way.” she said, quickly turning you around.
“What? Why?” you asked confused. You could only go to science one way.
“Um no reason.” she was clearly lying. You turned around to see what she was seeing and your eyes went straight to Min ho, he was smiling with a girl.
“Oh”
“I'm sorry y/n.” you didn't say anything else, you just looked at them. You had no choice; you had to walk past him to get to science.
“Let's just go, it's fine.” you walk past him and don't say anything but you can feel him look at you.
“y/n!” He speed walks behind you but you don't say anything. You keep walking. He walks faster to catch up to you. When he does, he puts his arm around your shoulder.
“What.”
“Chill, just wanted to see if you want to get ice cream after class together.”
“No thanks.” you brush off his offer. He looks at you in shock and you never say no.
“What about tomorrow?”
“How about never.”
—
You don’t speak to Minho for the rest of the week. At first he thought maybe you just had a bad day but he noticed that you stopped replying to text too.
“y/n!” you heard a voice as somebody knocked on the door. You close your laptop and get up to open the door. You open the door and see Min ho standing there.
“Yea no.” you roll your eyes and close the door but he grabs the door before you can shut the door all the way.”
“Can we talk?” he says walking into the dorm. You don't say anything, you just look at him crossing your arms. “Please”
He knew you couldn't say no to him if he said please “fine sit.” He sits on the couch next to you. He's got really close to you so you move away to the end of the couch.
“I don't get what's wrong with you.” he says.
“Nothing is wrong.” you hated opening up about your feelings, you didn't want to seem weak.
“Okay well it doesn't seem like anything, i asked kitty and she wouldn't tell me.”
“Why were you talking to madison?”
“Madison?” he asked, confused , he thought about the last time he talked to madison, then it clicked.
“Are you jealous because I was talking to madison.”
“No,” you said a little too quickly. You avoided eye contact with him.
“Oh my god you are.” he said with a smirk on his face.
“Ok well can you blame, you were teasing me and stuff and then you were smiling with her and her hand was on your arm.” you explained.
“I was teasing you because I was tired of you not taking a hint.”
“What are you talking about?”
“When you were busy day dreaming I heard kitty and Q talking, they were trying to set us up because you like me and apparently you have a thing for my arms.”
“I do not.”
“You do, I was watching you in the gym.”
“Okay so, i can't control my eyes.” you tried to make up an excuse.
“So you dont like me.”
“Nope,” you said, shaking your head.
“So if I said I had feelings for you, what would you say?”
“It depends if you are telling me you have feelings for me.” you didn't want to say yes straight away because what if he was saying it just to say it.
“See this what i mean.” he said getting a little annoyed
“Huh?”
“You can't take a hint, I just basically said I liked you and it flew right past your head.”
“Oh…ohhh” you stay silent for a second trying to process this. “Then… I like you too.” you smiled.
“Can I kiss you?” you didn't respond, you just pulled his shirt and kissed him.
“Yesss.” you heard a voice say. You turn around to see Kitty and Q looking at you guys from in the doorway. You saw Q roll his eyes and hand Kitty $20.
“You betted on us.” you asked shocked
“It was about time it happened.” Kitty shrugged.
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all of the girls you’ve loved before
pairing: min ho x reader
genre: slight angst, best friends to lovers, they are both so dense to each others feelings..
summary: being best friends with KISS’s resident “heart throb” is not for the weak. falling in love with him isn’t either, so what happens when the line between best friend and boyfriend becomes too blurred?
a/n: hi hello i am back from the dead. i’m convinced this acc is just gonna be a jenny han-iverse fic acc bc if not conrad then i’m writing about min ho. i have ended school so i hope i am more consistent with writing! feel free to send in requests + questions btw :D i hope u guys enjoy this silly fic that is also based off a taylor swift song hence the title!
Sitting outside of your best friend’s party that he throws every year was not something you thought you would be doing. You were convinced that this time was going to be different, and maybe just because you were seeing Min Ho in a different light, he would see you too. Here you still were, all dolled up but with no guts to walk into the party. You sighed, thinking about how pathetic you might be looking at the moment to anyone walking by. It was annoying in your opinion, just a month ago you couldn’t stand the thought of being with your best friend but now you’re starting to second guess and think more about the times you’ve spent together.
It was about 2 weeks ago when you and Min Ho, well more so you, started kind of overthinking the things you two would do together. You used to think that it was just regular best friend things you did, like talking about your past lovers and flings, laughing about all of the late nights you both have spent on your own having lame fights on the phone. But then you start thinking about the other nights, sneaking out past curfew and holding onto each other's hands in hopes of not getting caught. Or the way he would treat you the way he would never treat anyone else, allowing you to see his softer side, doing silly things like letting you do his skin care after he knows you’ve been crying in his bathroom about some dude that said “loved you” not knowing how carelessly he’s throwing out the words that mean so much to you. You see yourself doing the regular “best friend duties” like never saying bye to each other because you know you’ll be seeing each other again anyways, but you know it shouldn’t bother you when you see the new transfer student Madison write your best friend’s name in a heart all over her assignment.
You shook yourself out of your daze and stood up, you knew it was wrong for you to be feeling this way about your best friend and there was no reason for you to start feeling this way now. Looking at your phone’s reflection to fix up your makeup, you took a deep breath and confidently made your way to the venue. Walking in and seeing a bunch of lights and loud music was expected, but tonight your goal was to forget about how you felt and let the universe tell you what to do.
“Excuse me ma’am who let you out looking so good?” a voice spoke from behind you while tapping you on the shoulder.
You turned around and to your surprise it was one of your other close friends, “Q oh my gosh I haven’t seen you in like a week!” you exclaimed while pulling him into a hug, not failing to notice Florian behind him. Once you pulled away you waved at the other male who signaled to his flask, basically asking you if you wanted a shot. You grinned and suddenly all of your prayers had been answered and your night had begun.
If you were being honest, you knew you weren’t a light weight. You always thought of yourself as someone who could just drink enough to not be a heavy weight and be at the perfect level of tipsy where you can feel the buzz. This is the point where you had to go out to the dance floor because of how free it made you feel, not a single care or worry in the world. That was until you felt someone tapping on your shoulder. You turned around to see a guy, a random one you have never seen before around KISS. You could admit he was a bit attractive but not as attractive as Min Ho.
Looking up at the stranger you let out a forced smile, “Hi?” you spoke, but sounded more like a question
“Couldn’t help but notice a pretty girl dancing all by herself, you looking for someone to dance with?” the guy asked as he tried to put his hand on your waist.
You backed away before you suddenly felt someone behind you put their hand around your waist, “Baby I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” a boy spoke with an accent you could recognize anywhere. Looking up, you let out a soft genuine smile at the sight of your best friend.
Min Ho cleared his throat and saw the guy was still there, “Hey man I don’t know if you noticed but she’s my girl, so I would appreciate it if you didn’t hit on her,”
The guy furrowed his brows at Min Ho before quickly realizing who he was, “Oh shit sorry man I didn’t know,” he quickly muttered out
“You’re lucky I didn’t have you kicked out. Now leave us alone, yeah?” Min Ho replied, shooing the other guy away.
Once the guy was gone, Min Ho held onto your hand and led you to a more secluded area away from the party. He looked at you and caressed your cheek, “You okay Y/N?” he spoke softly
You looked up at your best friend and took in the way he looked at you. The way he looked at you made you feel so delicate, like you were the only person that mattered to him. You broke out of your daze and just nodded at him, “Thank you Min, I think it’s time for me to head out now though,” You spoke
Min Ho frowned, but it looked more like a pout to you, “But I just found you,” he spoke, “and we didn’t even get to dance yet,”
You took his hand that was on your cheek and held it, “I know, I’m sorry I’m just not in the mood for it anymore,” you replied softly
After hearing your response, it was like something in Min Ho clicked, causing him to hold your hand again, “Okay, let’s go then,” he spoke like it was no big deal
“Let’s go? What do you mean? Like you’re gonna just ditch your party?” You asked in disbelief
He nodded, “Uh yeah duh? Why would I stay at a party that my best friend doesn’t even want to be at?”
There was that word again, it just keeps dangling over you and taunting you everytime you think you guys could be something more than just friends. Hearing his response just made you let out a small smile. Him pretending to be your boyfriend just lets you have a glimpse of what you weren’t but what you could be, truly it does break your heart but what can you really do about it. After that night, he just dropped you off back at your dorms, you didn’t even have the energy to invite him in like how you guys usually do. It did feel awkward just leaving him but you needed this. Your heart needed it.
You did feel bad for ghosting everyone. It had been a week since the party and you needed to shut down and take time for yourself to really think about what you wanted to do about your feelings for Min Ho. After being by yourself for a week and doing your work online, you felt like you really did learn a lot about yourself, and that in order to get over your feelings for your best friend, you had to accept that you had those feelings in the first place.
During this week of you ghosting everyone, you weren’t the only one in question about their emotions. Min Ho to say the least has been snappier than ever to everyone. Most times, whenever you were around he would be at his nicest, you were someone who humbled him and brought him back to Earth but without you? He truly was something and someone you did not want to cross. The boy is a mess, he doesn’t know how long ago you guys haven’t talked for this long. Even if it was just a week, it felt like years. One thing Min Ho will do for you but never admit or do for anyone else is giving you space.
If he’s being honest with himself, he tried so incredibly hard not to fall for you or do anything that can potentially jeopardize his relationship with you but the moment he saw you at his party looking the way you did dancing on the dance floor, he knew he was done for. That’s why the whole week he has been so upset with himself for doing what he did that night, for calling you baby, for pretending to be your boyfriend, all of it, because now you weren’t even talking to him. It wasn’t until you texted him asking if he could come over where he finally felt the feeling of anxiousness leave his body.
Min Ho was standing at your door with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, debating on when to knock. That was until you beat him to it and just opened the door after hearing his shuffling from behind the door. Genuinely you were surprised, you didn't expect him to show up so fast, and with your favorite flowers too?
"Hi Min," you spoke with a smile before opening your door to let him in, "Come in please, you've been here countless of times so don't get shy on me now,"
He chuckled, taking off his shoes before stepping into your dorm, placing them among your other shoes and then following you to your room. Before sitting down, he handed you the flowers, "Here Y/N, I got you your favorites,"
"What's the occasion Min?" you asked taking the flowers and admiring them before placing them on your lap
"I just missed you that's all," he replied before sitting down next to you
You cleared your throat and started fiddling with your hands, "Min Ho I've been meaning to talk to you about this for a while," you spoke, "But if I'm honest I want to say I'm sorry for ghosting you for a week, I just needed time to figure out what I was feeling,"
Min Ho grabbed onto your hands and held them, preventing you from fiddling with your hands and causing you to look up at him, "It's okay Y/N, you know I would give you all the time in the world," he replied
Staring into his eyes, you knew you had to say it now or else you would never want to say it, "Min Ho, I'm in love with you," you said feeling so much lighter with that confession alone, "I think I always have been, but I wanted to be sure of it before I told you. I don't know when it exactly happened, but at one point the lines between being my best friend and wanting something more with you started to blur. So please tell me now if I'm just overthinking this whole thing and maybe I'm the only one who feels this way but-" you spoke before Min Ho leaned in to kiss you.
Your eyes widened in shock for a second before you closed your eyes finally kissing him back, melting into his touch and putting your hand onto his chest. If you could describe what the best thing that has happened to you, it would be this moment alone. The way your lips moved together in perfect synchronization, like you were both made for each other. Truly it could not compare to anything you've ever felt before.
Once you both pulled away, your forehead rested against Min Ho's, "You drive me crazy Y/N, I never even thought I had a chance with you but I'm so thankful all of our past romances led me here to you," he spoke
You smiled at his response, "So does that mean you love me too?"
"I love you more than words can describe, I mean I can show you in actions too?" He replied with a smirk
"Min Ho!" you gasped, playfully hitting his shoulder
He laughed at your reaction, "I'm kidding! I mean unless you were serious?"
You rolled your eyes playfully at the boy you were thankful to be in love with. At least this time you were sure this would be real.
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01. the note under your desk | minho (xo kitty)
”it all started with a note under her desk.”
genre: mentions of suicide, professional swimmer athlete! Minho x marine biology student! Reader (Nina Shim)
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——— masterlist | 01. DEAR K. | NEXT ———
Everything sucks.
From the university, to the students that inhabit its walls, to the dining hall food that has nothing but salt to make up for its lack of taste, to the annoying jocks that keep partying every night, to the girls who can’t stop gossiping about who got laid first—
Yes. Nina Shim is convinced that everything sucks indeed.
Opening her door to her shared apartment dormitory, she catches sight of the stale pan that has been sitting over the stove for over two weeks, despite her reminder to her roommate this morning that this should be gone by the time she gets back. Nina sighs, pushing off her boots in one swift, clumsy motion before staggering over to the small kitchen island that makes up most of the kitchen space, grocery bags in hand her backpack still slung over her one shoulder.
October is almost over in Toronto and people have been hyping up the idea of Halloween since last week. As Nina puts away her stuff in the fridge, she takes note of the scattered pumpkin-coloured paper streamed across the couch, the paper-mache ghosts in a stack on the coffee table. Her roommate, as depressed as she states she is, is gearing up quite nicely for Halloween. Too bad she can’t be as excited to clean up her own flat space. Nina has been granted all of that in her stead.
And it isn’t that Nina wants to complain. She’s not one to, has a pretty high tolerance level if she says so herself. But the thing is, it’s starting to get on her nerves. She might not be as outgoing, as carefree, as Hanni is, but that doesn’t mean that she needs to clean up after the latter like a mother would do for her children.
She has a life, even if that extends to merely hanging out in the University Aquarium lab and checking in on the goldfish every now and then.
Her phone rings in the silent stillness of her flat. Nina quickly fishes it out from her back pocket, pressing the green call button before placing it at her ear, “hello?”
“Nina!” Her mother’s voice is so warm on the other end of the line. So warm that it makes Nina’s eyes sting with tears, “how are you doing?”
“I’m okay,” she forces the words, glad that her mother can’t see her face, for she would’ve read right through her like an open book. Instead, she puts away the remaining biscuits in the cupboard above her head, “and you? How’s dad? He’s feeling better?”
“Oh you know how he is, always so stubborn,” her mother sighs, “he doesn’t want to take his medicine! And then when he falls even sicker he complains like a baby! Aiya, sometimes I wish he would just stop making my life so difficult—“
On and on she goes and that causes Nina’s mouth to twitch upwards into a smile. She misses her mother dearly, more than she will ever admit, and hearing everything that’s been happening back home makes her feel a little better about being far away despite it all.
“—but Nina, tell me, how has your roommate been? Still as dirty as always?” Her mother’s question brings her back to attention.
The girl leans against the kitchen counter, “she’s alright…just, yeah—not clean. But what else is new?”
“You should report her, you know. It’s a violation of your space and if you can't cope then--"
"Ma it's fine. Just--leave it."
"I'm just saying it would help."
"Anyway, how's dad doing?"
"Dad's been...he's been good."
"Going to his appointments I hope?" Nina asks while pulling out a glass from the drying rack.
"Yeah, it's tough for him. You know how much he hates it."
"Yeah I know."
"And you? We never get news, Nina. How's school? Do you go out with friends? You should--" she's grateful when she hears someone call her mother from the other end of the line and quickly fishes for an excuse, "oh it's okay mom, you can go. I'll catch up on homework anyway."
Her mother leaves the call with another apology, and when Nina cuts off the call and tosses her phone back onto the table, she lets out a prominent sigh. Looking up at the ceiling, she forces her eyes to stay dry, to not cry. Because crying means that she’s giving up.
She’s never felt so alone.
———
“I can’t fail.”
Minho’s seatmate and good friend going by the name of Q, just chuckles before looking down at his friend’s paper, “uh sorry bud, but I think you already did.”
“What happened to you?” His other friend Dae asks with furrowed eyebrows.
“I don’t know, man,” Minho musses up his hair and moans as if the world is about to end. Well, to him it is.
“Maybe you need a tutor,” Q suggests as the class slowly starts to file out of class.
“Or maybe Mrs. Chung hates me,” Minho says snarkily.
“Or maybe,” Dae’s hand falls onto his shoulder, “you need to get your head back in the game. You haven’t really been focused lately.”
“Yeah he’s got a point,” Q says, “anything you’d like to get off your chest?”
“Girl problems?”
“Family problems?”
“Love problems?”
“Oh shut up,” Minho rolls his eyes, slinging his backpack over his shoulder as the trio exit the lecture hall and file out into the main corridor where lingering students are waiting for the next class to begin.
“You know what’s your problem?” Dae suddenly says.
Minho looks at him with a raised brow.
“You’re skipping too many lectures.”
“Aha,” Q snaps his fingers, “now that, my friend, makes a lot of sense.”
“In my defense I have to—“
“Yes yes, we know, you have a rigorous swimming schedule,” Dae rolls his eyes, “but I think maybe it wouldn’t hurt to talk to Coach Choi about it. He might understand.”
“You mean, he’ll kill me,” mutters Minho sourly.
“Or maybe you need help from someone smart,” Q reasons, “why don’t you ask uhm—what’s her name again? The girl who’s always sitting in the front row by the right corner?”
“Ah Kimberley Chen? Yeah she’s hella smart. I’m sure she can help you,” Dae says.
While it sounds like a good idea, Minho’s pride cannot take it. Him? Asking for anything from anyone? He’d rather eat chicken feet, and god knows he hates that stuff.
Though…that doesn’t mean he can’t ask her in secret.
So that’s what he decides to do a few days after their small discussion. He stalks her social media accounts with no success. Apparently, this Kimberley Chen character doesn’t want any distractions from the digital world, hence her lack of presence on Facebook or Instagram.
Minho had no other choice than to stalk her in-between classes. Finding out where this famous Kimberley Chen sits is an easy feat considering that she’s a creature of habit. Having gathered some information on her beforehand, Minho had found out that she’s actually in the block right after his lectures, meaning that he has full chance of getting his personalized note to her.
He waits for the right moment. As soon as the bell rings to dismiss class, Minho quietly sneaks between the rows of desks before smoothly slipping in the note in the shelf right underneath. Then, assuring that no one has spotted him doing such a thing, quickly walks out with his head held high.
He should probably mentally remind himself to check that said desk during their next lecture.
———
“There’s a study group happening in the library. You coming?”
Nina shrugs at her seatmate, knowing full well that it doesn’t matter whether she comes or not. The girl had just been asking out of politeness.
Honestly, her days at university had proven to her that it was almost impossible to make friends on her own. That, or maybe she had just been destined to be alone.
It hadn’t been the case in high school. Nina remembered the happiness, the excitement about attending events with her friends.
Now, she barely had any energy to get out of her house.
“Okay well, if you wanna come, it’s at three thirty,” the girl whose name she doesn’t remember gives her a quick wave of her glossy nail-polished fingers, “bye!”
“Bye,” Nina mumbles to no one in particular. She lets out a soft breath, waiting for the rest of the seats to empty out, before quickly gathering her stuff from her shelf underneath.
It’s as she’s packing up her books that a note falls from her stack. Curious, Nina reaches down to pick it up, turning the plain white letter over. No name. Weird.
Was it money?
Would it be rude of her to check?
It isn’t addressed to anyone, meaning that Nina isn’t practically breaking any boundaries by doing so.
Maybe it belongs to someone. Someone important.
She lets her curiosity get the better of her, breaking off the sealed tip and opening up the page as her eyes scan the contents:
Dear K,
My name is Minho. You’ve probably heard of me. After all, I’m on the professional athletics team. I’m writing you this to ask you for your services. I heard that you’re the top student in class. Well, since I am failing Mrs. Chung’s class, I would really like some help with some additional notes or some studying sessions. You will be rewarded for this.
Let me know if you’re down for it. Cheers.
Minho
Whoever this Minho guy is sure has some great nerve. Nina wonders who in the world would have such a big ego to write such a thing. It sounds almost too absurd to be true.
Wait…Minho. The name somehow sounds familiar…
Or not.
She crumples it up in growing annoyance and is about to throw it away, when she thinks better of it and slowly un-crumples the note.
Maybe she should answer back. Teach him a lesson. And what is this about “You will be rewarded for this”?
Uncapping a pen and flipping the paper over, Nina bends over the table and starts scribbling down her response. Satisfied, she then folds it back into its letter and places it under the desk.
Reward, my ass.
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FALLING FOR YOUR SMILE AND EYES
synopsis: As Kitty’s twin sister Andrea, going to K.I.S.S was so nice since they were able to go to Korea, and to learn more about their mom. Everything was so new but exciting, but what happens when one guy that catches your eye show you a new experience, Love🩷
STATUS: ON HOLD
Started: June 14, 2023/Ended: —
PAIRING : XO Kitty’s, Minho x fem!reader( Andrea Song Covey)
Genre: romcom, high school au , enemies to lovers( more to added)
WARNING: swearing, angst, reader as thoughts to kill her self , metions of alcohol, underaged drinking, kissing , making out?, and suggestive? ( please tell me if I’m missing anything
Authors Note: Hey everyone! This is my very first fanfic ( with some smau things). I am excited to show what I am planning<3 I am also not korean so please tell me if I did something wrong<3 But please note that I am 10-15 writing a cheesy, cringy fanfic so yea… I will also add extra stuff after the airplane scene in episode 10. So if you don’t like that please don’t read this<3 AND READ THE TEASER!
POV:First and maybe Third?
Extra:
Bold: Korean
Italics: Over the phone
Bold and Italics: Korean and over the phone
Teaser ———-> READ ( there is information to help)
Episode 1. XO
Episode 2. WTF
Episode 3. KISS
Episode 4. TGIF
Episode 5. TBH
Episode 6. BYOB Min ho Pov.
Episode 7. TIL
Episode 8. LFG
Epsiode 9. SNAFU
Episode 10. OTP
Epsiode 11. 😍
Episode 12. 📸
more to maybe come
Taglist: @chaewon-slays @cherrriesss @lysira340 @delulu4-life
(bold cant tag)
Copyrights © 2023 xo-lesserafim. All rights reserved. I do not own XO, Kitty , Netflix does. do not copy, translate, or repost anything without my permission.
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you would bet on it? // min ho x reader
character: min ho
show: xo kitty
tags: frenemies to lovers, gender neutral reader, work place romance
warnings: maybe ooc?? i don't think so but yk, cursing, might have done some heavy self inserting oops
Kitty peaked around a corner, her head darting right and left before she proceeded down an alleyway.
It was just her luck that three boys were standing at a nearby building when they saw her sneaking around. Min ho raised a brow. “What on Earth is she doing?” His words caught Q and Dae’s attention, and they both turned around to watch.
“Maybe she’s just.. Meeting someone?” Dae chuckled nervously, trying to think of a perfectly logical and ethical reason Kitty was sneaking through an alleyway.
Min ho raised a brow. “Or buying drugs. We should follow her.”
Q shook his head, snickering lightly. “You just wanna follow her because you’re nosy.”
Min ho raised his hands in defense. “Sue me– Now let’s go.” He pivoted, going down the same alleway Kitty went down. Dae and Q shared a look before following him.
Kitty walked along for a while, much to two of the boys’ relief, exiting the alley after a short time and heading a way that was much more normal. She was acting oddly suspicious, though.
After some time, she arrived in front of…
A restaurant?
The three boys looked at each other with confused faces before continuing to the entrance.
Kitty walked inside, waiting up at the host stand for a second before you approached her with a grin. “Kitty! Good to see you, you can–” You paused immediately when spotting a very, very amused Min ho.
“You work at a restaurant, seriously?” He chuckled, raising a brow down at you.
Kitty whipped her head around, “Wh– Did you– You followed me?!”
Q and Dae quickly went in upon the realization that Min ho had blown their cover, Dae walking to the other side of Kitty. “We were just worried– You were acting really suspiciously–”
“We thought you could’ve been buying drugs.” Min ho grinned.
Kitty gawked at him. “What– That’s so stupid–”
You cleared your throat, crossing your arms. “What the hell are you guys doing here–” Before you could properly question the boys, you spotted your manager walking over. You blew out an irritated breath before putting on a fake smile. “How many in your party tonight?”
Min ho was loving this way too much. “Oh, just the four of us.” You so desperately wanted to wipe the smug look off of his face, but alas… You did value your job.
“Great!” You spoke through clenched teeth, grabbing four menus from behind you. “You can follow me right this way.” You took them to a section belonging to a server who had just arrived, so it was completely empty. After they sat down and you advertised your company’s rewards system with very red cheeks, your manager finally stopped watching you. Immediately upon their eyes being taken off of you, you exploded. “What the hell are you guys doing here?!”
“Kitty was acting weird. We swear we didn’t know she was coming here.” Q explained, chuckling nervously. He didn’t particularly like the idea of two of his best friends being upset with him over one of Min ho’s dumb ideas.
Min ho leaned back in his seat. “And I’m glad we did. Otherwise, we never would’ve learned of this little secret.” He motioned to your uniform, which caused your cheeks to go redder.
“Well, I’m sorry but not all of us can go through life completely supported by our ‘Mummy’s’.” You mimicked his accent toward the end, huffing. “Some of us actually have to support ourselves.”
Min ho rolled his eyes. “Right, like it’s so hard.”
You gawked at him. “Min ho, you would not survive a customer service job. Honestly, I would bet on it.”
This intrigued him, and he quickly leaned forward in his seat, turning to face you. “Oh, you would bet on it? Really?”
“Mhm. You would not survive in the restaurant industry.”
Min ho hummed. “Well, if you’re so confident, then let’s bet.”
“Fine. If I win?”
“I’ll do anything you ask of me. No objections.”
“Hm.. Okay. And if you win?”
“Same thing. Whatever I ask of you. Zero objections.”
Though you didn’t like the idea of Min ho being able to hold something over your head, you were confident enough that you felt comfortable despite the stakes. After a moment, you spoke. “Fine. Deal.”
Min ho grinned. “Deal. I’m looking forward to winning this bet.”
“In your dreams.” You rolled your eyes at him, backing away to finally allow the server to do their job. On your way out of the section, you caught Kitty who mouthed a “Sorry”. You shook your head, waving your hand at her in dismissal. Really, Kitty had done you a favor. Now you had the chance to one up Min ho.
After further discussion over text, you spoke to your manager about a friend who wanted to come in for an interview. Lucky for you, your shop was severely understaffed due to a mass of server’s quitting, so the manager didn’t hesitate to hire Min ho.
His first day was an absolute wreck.
He spilled a salsa bowl on him, which to anyone else would be a mere inconvenience, but to Min ho, it was the end of the world.
“I just bought these pants!! They're designer!!"
You shrugged. “It’s your own fault. Maybe you shouldn’t be so clumsy.” You were admittedly being hypocritical as you had broken and spilled your fair share of things on especially busy nights where you had to help.
“I hate you.”
You grew very familiar with those 3 words the more you worked with Min ho. His first few weeks, he let everything get to him. The customers, the messes, the way he smelled after work. Restaurant smell. You’d grown accustomed to it, so you hadn’t even considered that to be something that would’ve bothered him.
Much to your surprise though, he was very good at the customer service aspect. In some ways, it made sense. He had a way with acting charming, and he was fluent in Korean, which helped with the locals. He also only kept his complaints to when the two of you would be walking to the dorms together once you got off.
The thing that surprised you most, though, was how much you enjoyed spending time with him. You were used to server’s coming up and talking to you on slower days, the host stand often being a hangout place. You assumed Min ho picked up on it as he had suddenly begun hanging around there, too, when his section was deserted.
He waited for you after work. Even when he had been cut and could’ve gone home earlier. He excused it that you shouldn’t be walking alone at night. You didn’t really care about his motives, but you appreciated it. It was a nice gesture.
After 2 months, he still didn’t quit. You were beginning to worry he’d want to cash in his prize for the bet since it seemed like he had no intentions of losing. What would he make you do? The options were endless. You still had a slight hope that you could win but…
At the same time, you didn’t. You liked working with him more than you thought you would, it would be a little disappointing if he quit.
One night, though, his unwillingness to quit was really proven.
He had scheduled a date a few weeks in advance with some famous girl or something, you weren’t sure. But, he had also forgotten that he had a shift that same night.
He was up by the host stand, talking with you when he felt his phone buzz. He looked around to ensure your manager wasn’t near before he picked up.
“Hello?” After a few seconds his eyes widened. “That was tonight? Oh– I’m so sorry I must’ve forgotten, I–” He was cut off and a few more seconds passed where you heard muffled speaking through the phone. “I’m at work. Wait– Oh.” He said your restaurant’s address before he was hung up on. He blinked for a moment before putting his phone away.
You raised a brow. “What was that?”
He ran a hand through his hair. “I forgot I had a date tonight.”
“Oh. Well, if you need I’m sure one of the other servers could cover for you, I mean, even I can–”
“No!” You paused, blinking up at him. He shook his head. “No. What if we get busy? The dinner rush hasn’t even come in yet! I can’t desert you like that.”
You felt a blush creeping up your neck. He couldn’t desert you like that?
Before you could question his wording, a very pretty girl walked up to the two of you, clearing her throat. “Min ho, are you ready to go?”
The girl rolled her eyes, pulling out a small mirror and lip gloss. “Yeah, and? You don’t need a job, Min ho. We can just leave. It doesn’t matter.”
Min ho looked over. “What? I told you I was at work–”
He shook his head. “But it does. It’s a responsibility.”
The girl glanced at him before putting away her things, grinning. “Responsibility? When did you get so mature? It’s hot.. But seriously. Let’s go.”
Min ho groaned, a hand going over his face. “I already said–”
Before you could stop yourself, the words were already leaving your mouth. “I think he already said he wasn’t going.”
The girl looked at you, scoffing. “And you are?”
Min ho stepped in front of you, crossing his arms. “They’re my coworker and friend. Plus, they’re right. I told you I couldn’t go already.”
The girl clenched her fists before putting her hands on her hips. She stared at the two of you for a second before huffing. “Fine. Fine! I’ll leave. But I’m texting you later to reschedule.” She glared at you, then turned around, heading back out.
You looked between him and her figure, which disappeared into a car.
There’s one thing she said that you agreed with.
This new maturity was hot.
A few hours later, the two of you were walking back to the dorms together. You sighed dramatically. “Y’know what– Fine. Fine!”
He raised a brow. “What are you on about?”
“Fine, you win.” You stopped walking. “You win the bet.”
He stared at you for a second before his brows raised. “Oh. Right. That.”
“Don’t tell me you forgot.”
He shrugged, his hands going to his pockets. “I guess I did. But, hey. I told you I could do it.” His nonchalant expression turned into a grin.
You rolled your eyes. “Well..”
“Well?”
“What do you want? I agreed to do anything you wanted. No objections.”
He thought to himself for a second. “Hm… I’ll need to think on it.” He kept walking.
You gawked at him, whining and following him. “Min ho– That’s not fair! Now I’m gonna have to walk on eggshells!”
“Ooh well.”
The two of you continued your walk, and you continued to pester him to no avail. By the time you got home, Kitty had retreated to her room, so you went to yours. You got ready for bed, flopping down with a hum. You grabbed your phone off your bedside table when you saw a text from Min ho.
min ho: okay, i’ve made up my mind.
min ho: i want..
Min ho: a date.
Min ho: this friday. i’ll pick you up at 6.
Wait.
WHAT?!
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The Makeover Pact; Masterlist
Min Ho x Fem! Reader
Summary: a makeover dare turns an unassuming frumpy girl into the girl of Min Ho's dreams, but what happens when she is the first person not to fall at his feet?
Warnings: strangers to lovers, falling quickly, cursing, eventual smut
Part one: Discovery
Part two: A Whole New Girl
Part Three: Chusoek
Part four: Min Ho's Madness Party
Part five: Detained
Part six: Tention
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Got impatient waiting for Min Ho fan fiction so i made one in a minute
I hate it. I want it to burn. But here 🥰🫴
No pronouns used
Gif by @showgifs
Imagine trying to find some skin care products your friend recommended so you go to the nearest beauty shop by your dorm.
You walk in and look around for the skin care for a while staring at the link your friend sent you. Your gaze flickers from the photo of the cream back to the shelves wondering if it was even at this store. The workers asked you if you were alright but you nod and give them a smile saying you were fine.
After thirty minutes of loitering you decide to leave thinking you were unlucky in choosing the location. Before you could step out you feel a tight grip on your wrist and you turn back to see a handsome stranger in a white hoodie and some gray jeans. He seemingly glares at you looking you up and down and muttering words in Korean under his breath.
Before you could even understand what was happening he started dragging you throughout the store mumbling things under his breath like, “This can help with acne,” while placing seemingly random products in your basket. “Best treatment for blackheads and pores,” a nose strip gets placed in.
You protest trying to pull your wrist away and try to explain you won't be able to pay for the basket that seems like it could overflow if you keep walking with him. “Stop complaining. You're going to get wrinkles.” He grabbed an anti-aging cream this time and turned around to look you up and down again. You felt self-conscious under his gaze wondering if you should have tried harder with your outfit even if it was the weekend.
“Did you even try waking up in the morning?” He asked you with a tone that sounded like you woke up just to annoy him. You tried to hold back a scoff and discussed face at his words.
You can't even respond before he drags you to the cashier and looks at you with a raised brow.
“I’m sorry, but I can't pay for it.” You apologize for looking at the two zeros after the $34. “It’s too expensive anyways. I’m sorry for wasting your ti-”
“Stop apologizing.” He scoffs, flipping out his card from his wallet. He doesn't bat an eye as he places it in the register.
“No-! You really don't have to do that. Let me repay you somehow.” You tell him but something in your gut told you to let him pay for it and run with all the skincare you had no idea how to use.
“Who said I wasn't going to let you repay me?” He replied with a snarky voice. The cashier placed the jars, tubes, small cardboard boxes, and any other products he bought for you in a bag.
“It could take a while but I can get you the money-”
“7:30 pm tomorrow at the new French restaurant. Don't be late.” He turns around and starts to leave the shop. “I’m Min Ho. You don’t need to be afraid to follow me on insta. I have that effect on people.” You can hear a cocky laugh leave his lips as the automatic glass door closes leaving you staring at his retreating feature.
Maybe you should go shopping for a cute outfit today as well.
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"Woah, now I know why you don't drink with us!!!!" || Part 1
Part 2 || Masterlist
Summary: Y/N has a secret crush on Felix. Little did she know he too liked her. All the boys are Y/n's friend as they go to the same college and live under the same roof. The other boys did know of Felix's crush but are clueless about Y/N. Little did the blooming couple know that an anesthesia would be the one bringing them together.
Pairing: NonIdol!Felix X Female!Y/N
Genre: slightly suggestive, fluff maybe, mentions of alcohol, high Y/N
Note: Y/N is sedated, The Felix or his other roommates mentioned here are no where related to the idol Stray Kids and are just a fictional character. Minors DNI please!!!
"Initially we give less dosage of anesthesia to patients who come for the wisdom teeth removal, since Y/N's so sensitive, we had to give her higher dose. So she would be high for some time, and would come to her senses after 8 hours. Meanwhile, if she faces any issues you can tell her to take the prescribed tablets. Also she is advised not to have any spicy or hard food for a week. Only liquid food for an entire day and soft food for the rest of the week." said the Dentist. "Thank you Doctor", Han said as he helped Y/N get up and made her go out . "Y/N, I'll get the medicines and you stay here" he babied her. "Who are you? I do what I want to." Y/N retorted. "Y/n ah, I know you are a brat, but I'll let this pass once, only just because you are under sedation" a triggered Han said as he left her on the chair to get medicines. On his way to the pharmacy, he met Hyunjin. "Han ah, where is Y/N? Chan asked me to tag along in case you needed help". "Bro, I have made her sit on the chair, can you please take a look at her. She is spewing nonsense. Such a menace she is." Han replied. After the medicines were bought, Hyunjin and Han helped Y/N walk on her way to their car. Hyunjin sat in the driver's seat and a staggered Y/N went to occupy the passenger seat. Not even 5 minutes later, she was transferred to the back seat and was made to sit with Han with all the fuss she created. "Chan, we are on the way back and .... Y/N!!! stop pulling my specs" Han yelled and after a heated argument Han relied to Chan about Y/N's diet and the dentist's advise.
Y/N is usually a bubbling extroverted girl. A beautiful girl who is one year younger than I.N. A person with both beauty and brains, had a lot of people courting her, but her eyes laid only on one of her roommate, Lee Felix Yongbok. Being a bratty roommate with others and making fun of everyone with all possibilities, she has always had a soft spot for Felix and has never made fun of him. The others had never doubted this because, she had treated him like how all would treat him. But be it arriving on time for a class, or making any meal, or saving a book she had all done it ready for him. Often the members would have late night outs and parties and she being the only girl was literally treated like a younger sibling and was never allowed for any late night parties. Whenever it would be, just "Saturday Nights" at their dorm, she would always insist on having orange juice or sparkling water rather than alcohol. The members though knew it, that it was because of her lower tolerance level and that she would be difficult to handle, didn't force her. On the other hand, she didn't want to because, she knew she would pour her heart out if she drank and didn't want to miss the friendship she cherished. So, it was only when she was with he girls that she drank. That was how much she loved him.
Similar to Y/N, Felix liked her but didn't open up his heart to her for the fear of loosing her friendship. He kept it to his heart, until one day, where they had a game of truth or dare during their "Saturday Nights" and he confessed to have feelings for a particular girl. Upon closely watching his previous movements, the group concluded that it definitely was Y/N. When he asked how, each of them had their own answers for confirmation. Seungmin said, "I saw you waiting for her after class, to walk along with her to our dorm, even thoug you didn't have class that day". " One night when I went to drink water, I saw you tucking up her bedsheet " Hyunjin replied. "I saw you having her as your wallpaper on your phone" replied Changbin. He also added, "I didn't mean to peak at your phone, remember; when I had asked for your phone to text the professor. It was that time I realised it". "Not to mention, we share the same room and one day I saw you texting her, you slept with your phone. When I tried to keep the phone on the table beside, I saw a notification with Y/N's name along with a light blue heart." replied the youngest. "Don't you think I know the way steal glances of her during our combined sessions?" asked the eldest. "I knew it the moment you told me weeks ago about how you wanted pasta for dinner just because Y/N had a bad day at college. You have never done it for anyone else" said Lee Know. "Remember the one day I borrowed your book for reference? Do you not remember what you had written in it? The entire book had Y/N's name on it just like how a psychopath writes a person's name" said Han "You have been too obvious with it around us. Y/N must be either dumb or must be really clueless about it" he retorted.
Back in the car, when Han cut the call, Y/N "Bro, where is my love? I wanna meet him" she said. An astonished Han, asked who it was for which she replied that he knew him. Hyunjin in the driver's seat replied "I guess Felix is screwed!!!" Meanwhile, "You Quokka like human, where is my love? I want to meet him. Kiss him... Please bring him here." Han knew it wasn't easy and not right either to bring words out from her, so he decided, "Y/N let's play this game 10 questions. I'll ask you 10 questions and you have to answer them honestly. By the time you are done, I'll bring you your love. Deal? " he asked. "Deal" she challenged.
Even after 10 questions, he was not able to find out who it was and had arrived to their dorm. Han and Hyunjin had tricked Y/N into make her believe that they were at her "Love's" home and that she had to go in to see him. As soon as she entered, she started yelling "Lee Felix Yongbok!!!! where are you?". Hearing her voice, Felix came out to see what was going on.... "Come here!!!!" she ordered as she sat on their sofa, pointing her hands, implying him to sit near her. "What is it Y/N?" asked Felix as he sat near her. A wild Y/N, grabbed Felix's shirt by the collar, just leaving a gap of 2 inches between them. She could feel his breath pace take off and her cheeks now tinted with red. With a raspy voice, she said "Do you know how much I love you? Those freckles and the cute smile is definitely the death of me. In the future, if I get married, I want it only with you and our kids will have beautiful freckles just like you" she confessed. Everyone were too stunned to speak at the confession. Meanwhile Hyunjin, "Han, we were so clueless, the entire ride she was talking about.... was it Felix????" Han replied "Now with what she confessed, I think, no conclude that it was definitely Felix." "You know why every time you call me to have drinks I deny? It is because, if I drink, I would pour my heart out. I don't know what is in your mind and if you don't like it, I would crumble into pieces. i wouldn't be even able to face you" she said. Her hands now across his neck as she pulls him in for a deep kiss. Breaking out from the kiss, Felix says" Who said I don't like you? I've always loved you, and will love you. " as he tucked the small fringe of hair behind her ears. " Woah, now I know why you don't drink with us. It's okay." he says, as he carried her to her bedroom.
Idk if y'all want Part 2. But if you want, please feel free to ask it in the comment section.
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Okay I’m dying over here, make those min ho x readers before I die. I NEED them. Your depriving me of joy, give me the fanfics!
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Feeling Unloved
✨Paring: Minho x Male Reader
✨Summary: Where Y/n's having doubts about marrying the love of his life
✨650 Words
The snow was falling gently as the guests gathered for the winter wedding of Minho and Y/n. Everyone was filled with excitement and joy, except for Y/n. As the ceremony began, he found himself feeling uneasy and anxious. He couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.
As the ceremony came to a close, Y/n's heart was heavy with anxiety and sadness. He couldn't bring himself to come out of his room. He had locked the door, causing his friends to knock and yell for him repeatedly.
" Y/n-ah, everyone waiting for you," Changbin explained from behind the door. " Minho hying's been wondered where you've been."
As he was talking Y/n was sitting in the corner knees to his chest and tears streaming down his face
He says, " I can't go out there, what if I go out there and he sees me and decides I'm not the man he wants to marry after all."
" Y/n, Minho loves you with all his heart, an-"
" But you don't know that!" Y/n yells at Changbin
Y/n Here Changbin sighs and walks away. A few moments later Y/n can hear footsteps approach the door.
" Changbin don't want to talk anymore" Y/n yells with sorrow in his voice
" I'm not Changbin"
Y/n whispers " Minho I-"
Minho stops Y/n. " He told me that you're doubting my love for you.." Minho paused to see if you were going to respond, "So if you don't mind, I wanna tell you have much I love you."
Y/n sat there in silence not knowing how to react nor knowing what to say
Minho clears his throat, “My dear Y/n, Today, as I stand before you, I want to take this opportunity to express my love for you. From the moment I met you, I knew that you were the one for me."
Y/n started to stand up,
"You bring so much joy and happiness into my life, and I can't imagine living a single day without you by my side."
"You inspire me to be a better person, to reach for the stars, and to always believe in myself. Your kind heart, your unwavering support, and your infectious smile make me fall in love with you all over again, every single day."
He heads to the door
"I promise to always cherish you, to protect you, and to stand by your side through thick and thin. I vow to support your dreams, to encourage you, and to be your rock when you need me the most. I love you more than words can express, and I can't wait to spend the res-." Y/n opens the door
" Are you reading your vows?" Y/n questions with tears in his eyes
Minho looked up anxiously his breath was taken away, " Yes"
Y/n leaps and kisses Minho with all his might. Minho grabs a hold of him and deepens the kiss. It was so loving and passionate, that the two couldn't keep their hands away from each other.
Minho pulled away, breathing heavily, "It's tradition to not kiss the groom before the wedding."
Y/n laughs," Well I think we're far from traditions since you just read your vows."
" I needed to remind my prince that I will always love him no matter what," Minho explains
Y/n smiles " I've never felt more loved"
Minho questioned while holding Y/n's hand" Does that mean you are ready to finally become my husband?"
" Hell yes" Y/n replies smiling.
They walked down the aisle hand in hand, announcing they would be starting the wedding. The guests cheered as Y/n and Minho exchanged their vows and became husband and husband.
As they danced the night away, Y/n knew that he would forever be loved. He was grateful for Minho's patience and understanding, and he knew that they were meant to be together, no matter what.
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Hate + Love
Summary: There is a thin line between love and hate but what if it's way thinner than you thought?
chapter 1
Chapter 2
chapter 3
Final chapter
#coming soon#minho#sang#sang heon lee x reader#sang heon lee#fanfic#xo kitty x reader#xo kitty fanfic#min ho x kitty#min ho x reader#min ho x y/n#neflix#oneshot#Netflix x reader#to all the boys trilogy#to all the boys ive loved before movie
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bighitfics masterlist 2O23
All of the content below is explicit and contains disturbing topics. minors dni.
macabre sneak peek
pairing — jungkook x f.reader (yandere stalker au)
wounds of deception
info — jungkook x f.reader x namjoon (love triangle au)
ceo character profile (headcons and drabbles)
01 (introduction)
02 (dynamics)
03 (jungkook)
04 (hoseok)
05 (taehyung)
starring — taehyung, hoseok, jungkook (ceo au)
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CAST
IN WHICH Y/N Covey tried hard to fight her feelings for Minho
"Do you really hate her
or are you just scared?"
"I can't believe I was so
stupid to believe you"
--Y/N COVEY
--NAM HYUN-SU
--MINHO
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FALLING FOR YOUR SMILE AND EYES
EPISODE 2. WTF
author’s note: Episode 2 , LETS GOOOO! But thank you for reading<3. But i make each chapter or “episode” while watching the actual one so thats why I’m word for word<3
Bold: Korean
Italics: Over the phone
Both: Korean and Over the Phone
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“KITTY” I yelled trying to find her.
“Kitty! Are you okay?” I asked once I found her.“
No, I just found out my boyfriend is cheating on me” She says almost bursting in tears.
“ Hey, it’s okay. Don’t cry.” I said.
“Just Stop trying to comfort me Andrea.” Kitty said.
I felt hurt but she didn’t mean it, right?”
But I still stood, maybe to still comfort her.
“Dae, I don’t wanna talk to you. Just leave me-.”
“Sorry, I’m just looking for the loo” A guy says.
“I’m Alex Finnerty from Melbourne, Australia. I’m a new teacher here this year.”
“ Why are you not Dae?” Kitty asks.
“ You mean the guy you don’t wanna talk to?” Alex says.
“Are you all right? Can I get you anything?” Alex asked.
“ Never mind.” Kitty says. “ You’re American, right?”
“ Yea” I said. “ I really admire you guys over there.” “…… also very loud.” Alex says.
“ What?” Kitty says.
“ I just notice that Americans speak louder than everyone else.”
“Forgot everything that just happened.” Kitty says.
“ I am going back in there and I am not leaving without answers. Let’s go Andrea.”
“ Excuse me” I ask.
“ Those two girls treat Korean Guys like Pokémon. They are trying to catch them all.” The guy said.
“ Not interested.” “ Get over yourself. I’m trying to help her find Dae.” I say.
“Okay, who are you?” Q asks.
“I’m Andrea Song Covey.”
“ And I’m Kitty Song Covey.”
“ You’re Kitty and Andrea?” Q asks.
“ Wait are you Q?” Kitty asks.
“ Track Star, fellow American, heart of gold?” I finished.
“ Guilty as charged. I feel like we should hug right now. Should We?”
“ Maybe later. I need to find Dae.” Kitty says.
“ So you’re the pen pal?” The other guy asks.
“ So you’re Minnie Mouse?” I reply back. “
If he’s Q, then you must be Min Ho.” Kitty says. “ Of course you are. Where’s Dae?”
I followed Kitty to find Dae.
“ What the hell is going on?” Kitty asks.
“ It’s not what it looks like.”
“It looks like you’re a cheater. Are you not upset? He’s been cheating on both of us.” She says to Yuri.
“ No he’s been cheating on you. I already knew about you already. Dae’s American pen pal. I just didn’t know you were you until a few moments ago.”
As Kitty crash into the dessert tower, I fell into the cupcake so she wouldn’t have to be alone.
I mean this dress isn’t my best dress at-least. “ What? Never seen a girl crash i to a dessert tower before?” Kitty says.
“ And never seen a girl fall into a bunch or cupcakes before?” I say.
“ Nothing to see here, people!” We both say.
As she fell down, I was to kinda catch her you could say.
“ Fine, maybe there something to see.” Kitty says.
“ Kitty are you okay?” Dae asks.
“ Get away from me.”
“ And me.” I said running to catch up with Kitty.
Back in the dorms, we were packing up because I don’t wanna be here with Kitty and I feel so bad for her.
When we heard people coming she went to the bed, I went to the door to listen.
“Spill it! When did you get with Yuri? And Where? And how far?” Minho Asks.
“ And most importantly, why?” Q says.
“ Dae you little scammer. What did you convince Yuri to buy you that suit?” Minho asks.
“ How do you know I didn’t buy it?”
“Because it costs 5k.”
“Seriously” Dae says.
“ I don’t know, I feel bad for Kitty.”
“ I don’t.”
“ Thats cold, Min ho. Breaking up with someone is brutal.”
“Except it wasn’t a breakup because it wasn’t a real relationship. No one’s gonna blame you for upgrading a pen pal for an actual girlfriend.” Minho says.
Kitty scoff -shouts.
“ KITTY SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I said whispering.
“Marius?” Q asks.
“ No,no,no!” Kitty says.
“ Your fault kitkat!” I say as we run to our bed to hide.
“I thought Marius went back to Greece?” Q asks.
“ Maybe he changed his mind.” Dae says.
“ Hmm” “Oy, Marius. Wake up! Time for Class!” Minho says as I shush Kitty.
As they were pulling on the blanket we were pulling back to prevent them from pulling off of us.
Once they got it off, I screamed my voice out of me.
“AHHHHHHHH” I screamed.
After screams later the boys went into the living room.
“ Dae’s crazy ex pen pal and her sister broke into our dorm to murder us!”
“ This is our room.” I said.
“ You guys are listed as Song Covey” Q says.
“ So?” Kitty asks.
“ Song can be a guy’s name. That’s why they assigned you guys to the guys dorm.” Dae says.
“What?” Kitty and I say.
“They did this on purpose.
So Kitty could be closer to Dae and Puppy here could get closer.. to me. Plus I thought the little pup knew how to speak Korean.” Min ho says.
“ I told you she was hitting on me on the plane ride over.”
“ I was not hitting on you. But whatever you say Minnie Mouse. And I can speak Korean, I was just blanking out on the time!” I say.
A few seconds later. “Kitty” Dae says. “ Can we please talk?”
“ No, I never wanna speak to you again.” “ Kitty.” “I want my necklace back.”
“ Your necklace?”
“ Yea, the one I gave you when your mom died?”
“ Yea, I have it around somewhere.”
“ Somewhere?”
“ I’ll find it”
“ You don’t even know where it is. Dae, that belonged to my mom.” “
I’ll bring it back to you, Kitty. I promise.”
“Your promises are literally worthless.”
Kitty and I went back into our room. “
All of Dae’s stuff is in the room. Where is he going to sleep?” Min ho says.
As Min ho was saying that Kitty threw a pillow in his face.
In early morning, when Kitty and I were ready to leave for the airport, we had to snuck around Dae.
A few minutes later , Dae was coming over to talk with Kitty.
“ Kitty! I’ve been all over campus trying to find you. Listen, what you saw yesterday me— Sorry. Umm,. The Truth is that— Why is she calling me?”
“ Cause she’s your girlfriend.”
“ No. Just let me explain Kitty.”
“No. After everything, there’s nothing you can say that’s gonna make me stay.”.
“ Maybe there’s something I can do.”
As Dae and Kitty were about to kiss “Dae Heon!” I heard, Dae’s dad was Yuri’s Driver?
As Kitty and I were going to the dorms I heard Q and Min Ho say
“ Dae, have you seen this video of Mr. Han? It’s kind of blowing up.” “ I bet Yuri loves the drama.”
“ I don’t particularly care.” Kitty says as I’m walking to see the video.
“Kitty. Andrea.” Q says.
“ I thought you guys left.” Min ho says.
“We did, but we decided to stay.” Kitty says.
“ And not that it’s any of your guys business, but it isn’t about a boy.”
“ Oh, sweetie” Q says.
“ Our mom went here and being here makes me feel closer to her than I ever have been.” I say.
“WAIT! Dae is on TV?” Kitty says as she pushes me to Min ho and makes me fall on top of him.
“Get off me Puppy.” “
No, MINNIE MOUSE!”
“Guys, shush” Kitty says.
“ so lettuce move on” Gosh I wanted to scream and punch the kid. “
Well played” Q said.
Yuri had tried to hole Dae’s hand, but he wouldn’t let her. “
Oh my gosh. He’s faking it. That’s a fake relationship.” Kitty said.
“Are you sure Kitty?” I said.
“Yes, I’m sure of it.”
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Like a butterfly part 1
A/N: Ello’ I’ve finally managed to pull through my laziness and correct part 1. I apologize for ghosting you guys and not updating regularly. ^^" Honestly the idea of Yuta being a tattoo artist and getting tattoos done by him is asdfghjkl, I can’t help but fangirl also let’s not forget his performance and his hot tattoos. (Lord have mercy.)
So I hope you guys enjoy this.
🦋 < Teaser – Next part >
Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta x Female! Specific Reader
Contains: Non-idol AU, Tattoo AU, Tattoo artist! Nakamoto Yuta, Librarian! Y/N, Multi idols from different groups, Comedy, Friends to lovers, Romance, Complicated relationships, Hints of jealous Yuta, Mentions of cussing, piercings, and tattoos.
Warnings: Alcohol, drinking, smoking, cigarettes, light smut, cunnilingus, unprotected sex, hickies, oral sex (female) receiving, lying.
Wordcount: 7,960
Disclaimer: The reader I’ve created in this fanfiction is a woman of East Asian descent (she’s half-Japanese and half-Korean) and she has certain features and looks a certain way. The reason for this is that I wanted some more East Asian representation in Kpop fanfics! Some of these relationships between said persons are only meant to be considered fictional, in no way do I ship them in real life. They’re just there to add dynamic to the plot. (Also, because my multi fan ass just wants to have fun.) Please keep in mind that the way I’ve described the idols in this story is in no way real or representative of how they behave in real life, this is just based on my imagination.
Also in this fanfiction, some said persons are involved in an abusive, unhealthy and manipulative relationship. Please keep in mind that this is all fanmade and fiction. I don’t encourage this kind of terrible relationship and if you are in one, please seek help. Never put yourself second to anyone; remember that you’re important and loved. 💚
You stepped down from the ladder, the dangling name tag attached to your white cardigan ‘Miyoshi Y/N’. You’re an intelligent and hardworking woman in your mid-twenties, 24 years. Finding huge happiness in reading tons of Shoujo Romance mangas, and loving the romantic and sweet themes. Innocent, feminine, a bit timid, quiet, and introverted are usually the words people associate you with. In a way you were like a tiny timid turtle; you wouldn’t come out of your shell unless you felt comfortable around them. People always misunderstand your silence, it’s not that you hate speaking or interacting with them. It’s not easy to engage in speaking so comfortably with new people, it’s always such a challenge to even start the conversation.
You pushed the cart with books, carefully scanning the shelves in search of the biology section.
You were an only child of a Korean father and a Japanese mother, and growing up you had a hard time making lots of friends. Being a mixed kid was a struggle, you often got bullied or picked on for not ‘looking’ or ‘behaving’ like a specific ethnicity. You went to elementary and middle school in Japan. But you spent most of your adolescence and high school years in Korea. That’s where your love for reading began to bloom. It was your way of escaping the troubles, pain, and loneliness of your life. You found comfort in the world of books, how your mind could take you to different places.
You smiled, scanning a few books and placing them on the ‘returned’ shelf.
But that makes perfect sense as to why you work as a librarian after all! That’s right, getting to work at The National Library of Korea in Seocho-Gu was like a dream come true.
You yawned as you climbed up to the ladder’s third step, sorting out some newly arrived manga volumes in the Romance/Shoujo section. When a young man with jet-black hair and fair skin approached you.
“Excuse me, Miss, sorry if I’m bothering you but could you help me find something?”
The man looked at you as he was wearing a brown leather jacket, a black tank top underneath and some pair of black ripped jeans. You noticed the many piercings in his ears, black nail polish, and several silver rings covering his fingers. He gave off the bad boy or a typical troublemaker.
“Of course, Sir. What do you need help with?” You answered politely with a small smile as you put the books back onto the shelf as your eyes finally met.
Although you have a boyfriend… You had to admit he was dangerously hot for a bad boy. Somehow couldn’t keep your eyes off him even if you wanted to.
“Well, I need help with finding this book about butterflies, apparently these beautiful creatures have been very popular recently. Sorry let me explain, I work at a Tattoo Studio and I need some references to sketch them out. Lots of clients have been requesting butterfly tattoos. Sorry if I spoke too much.” He bowed his head as you stepped down from the ladder.
You couldn’t help but admire how passionately and confidently he was about his work, “my, that’s wonderful. I mean butterflies are unique and beautiful. But sure thing! I’ll help you find that book. Please follow me.” You said, bowing back and walking to the large shelf stacked with books about animals.
“I believe it should be on the uppermost shelf. Let me just get that for you.” You moved the ladder from the middle of the shelf to the left and carefully climbed up to the last step of it.
His hands reached out to hold the metal ladder, “let me just make sure I hold this for you. In case it moves around. I’d feel terrible if you fell.” He stated and looked up with a sweet smile on his face. “Ah, thank you,” You nodded and grabbed the book, stepping down. “Here you go, let’s go to the register so I can lend you the book.” He took the book, bowing his head as he followed me to the self-issue machine, “alright may I ask if you have the Korean Library Card?” The man nodded before, tugging his hand into his pocket and he pulled out a small wallet. He took the card out in a swift movement holding it between his index and middle finger.
“Here you go, Miss Miyoshi…” He said, looking at your name tag as you bowed, accepting the card with both of your hands. “Thank you.” You scanned the book and his card as the beeping sound of approval went through. “You have a month to return this book if you see any bruises or damages beforehand. Please contact the library as soon as possible.”
He took the book as you returned his card, “ah, thank you. May I ask a stupid question?” He looked at me waiting for your response. “Um, sure what is it, Sir?” The man asked the question in a foreign language when his voice changed slightly.
“もしかして、日本人ですか?” (Are you by any chance, Japanese?)
“ええと? もちろんです.” (Ehh? Of course I am.)
You’re not fully Japanese. You’re actually half Japanese and Korean. But speaking with this stranger you felt like not getting into too many details, fearing you would be met with prejudices.
You both chuckled, smiling at each other as you spoke in Korean again. “It’s very rare to find Japanese people in Seoul, so I was quite happy to find someone else like me.”
“中本。中本悠太です。はじめまして.” (I’m Nakamoto. Nakamoto Yuta. Nice to meet you.)
“Nice to meet you too, Nakamoto-san,” You replied to him in Japanese as you tugged some hair behind your ear. “Anyway thanks for all the help, I’ll take good care of this book.”
“またね.” (See you.) Nakamoto said as he turned around walking down the stairs as you admired his figure watching him as he left through the exit.
It was an unusual and rare encounter to stumble upon a Japanese person in Seoul.
You had a few hours left so you were just cleaning some empty dusty shelves just to kill time. It was finally 5:00 PM and you were off, the sun began to set soon, and the sky was a perfect mix of cold and warm contrasts. “Irene Unnie, I’m off.” You said, wrapping the blue scarf around your neck.
“Mhm. Great work today, Ms. Miyoshi. See you tomorrow and have a great evening.” You bowed and took your leave as you left through the back exit. You texted your dear boyfriend Bryce and made your way to Seocho station, waiting for the usual Line 2 to arrive.
You: “Hey, Babe.”
You: “I finished work, want to eat dinner together?”
You: “I’ve discovered this new restaurant nearby.”
You walked inside Line 2, headed towards Sindorim. Luckily you didn’t live too far away from the library, it was approximately 5-6 stops away and the trip would be around 20-30 minutes. Even closer to your roomie’s University, she studies at (SNU) Seoul National University. To your surprise, he replied for once and did not leave you on ‘read’.
Bryce: “I can't, I'm too busy right now and later tonight.”
Bryce: “Could you lend me some money?”
Bryce: “I’m quite broke. And I need a ride home.”
Although you really love Bryce, you wish he’d change and mature a bit. He always asks you for money, even though he got a full-time job as a waiter at a restaurant.
You: “How much is it this time?”
You felt frustrated with how often you’ve asked that same question within a month.
Bryce: “6,000₩.”
With a bit of hesitation, you sighed heavily before sending the money to him. “Always the same, nevertheless,” You told yourself as you saw that the station was Sindaebang and it was time for you to get off. You decided to dial your roommate, and she picked up while her voice sounded relaxed.
“What’s up, Y/N-Unnie?” The woman said while music was playing in the background. “Nothing much, have you eaten dinner yet, or are you with Jungkook? I’m almost home, just getting off the subway.”
“Hmmm? Didn’t you and Mr. Asshole Bryce have a dinner date tonight? Did that jerk stand you up again?” You could already imagine her raised eyebrows and frowned expression even though you only heard her voice. You used the elevator as you walked away from the station and headed toward your apartment building.
“No look, Chaeng it’s not like that.” You excused.
Who are you kidding…? Why do you always keep defending him…?
“Miyoshi Y/N. This is within 2 weeks and all he’s been doing is canceling all his plans and dates with you! Are you really okay dealing with this kind of bullshit? How many times are you gonna let it slide? Sheesh. When you’re home, we're going to talk about this.”
You knew Chaeyoung hates Bryce’s guts. But her scolding you make you feel sadder. You sighed as she hung up. Usually, she ends a phone call with a ‘see you at home’ or bye. But you could tell she was furious this time…
You went inside and headed to the first floor, you typed in the password halfway through as Chaeyoung opened the door before even letting you type the rest. “Come inside, we need to talk.” She said walking inside the kitchen, her voice was stern and serious, usually, Chaeng’s tone was playful and bright. But you suppose you’ve angered her by telling her that he stood you up once again and asked you for money. You hung your beige fall coat along with the tote bag on the coat rack and tugged your shoes on the shoe rack. “Sit down.” You sat down on the chair at our dinner table, looking up to see her with crossed arms.
“You’re mad. Aren’t you?” You said sheepishly, looking at her. “Mad? I am extremely outraged! Y/N, for fuck’s sake! He can’t just keep doing this to you!” She lashed out with her arm, pointing at the door. “Bryce can’t keep canceling all his dates with you and beg for money! That’s not what a real boyfriend would do!” You stood there dumbfounded not knowing how to respond so you chose to be silent. “Listen, I don’t want to be the one to break it to you. But–” You knew she had something hurtful to say but she chose not to say it, knowing it would most likely upset you. The tears started forming around your eyes as you felt yourself shake.
You’re used to Bryce scolding you and yelling at you. But it’s a different case when it’s your best friend, roommate, and childhood friend since you knew each other for so long. This was your first time hearing that raised voice of hers.
“Y/N. Miyoshi Y/N. You better not cry… Don’t cry. Don’t you dare cry over a jerk like that!” Chaeyoung said desperately but you were already whimpering and weeping, “sorry. I’m sorry, Chaeyoung… I’m so stupid and such a big idiot…” You apologized, looking down at the floor, your voice shaking, “don’t apologize, please don’t say that to yourself.” She said, wrapping her arms around me and giving me a tight hug.
“Look I’m sorry for raising my voice at you and scolding you, Unnie. I just don’t want Bryce to keep disrespecting and mistreating you like that and making yourself feel small because of him.” You nodded, wiping the tears away as you hugged her with your free arm. “Next time he cancels on you like that, I won't let it slide so easily.” You sighed and nodded rather quickly, “anyways, no I didn’t eat. I actually finished class at 3:00 PM. But I just dropped by Jungkook’s place for some of his hoodies I’ve borrowed. He’s been getting a lot of night shifts in Daegu, so we’ve been face-timing a lot,” Chaeyoung chatted as you listened.
Unlike your hopeless relationship with Bryce, Jungkook seems to genuinely care about Chaeng. After all, they started dating 6 months ago.
“Wanna go and grab some delicious spicy blue crabs, Unnie?” Chaeyoung asked, holding her car keys up and rustling them. “I’d love to, Chaeng! Let me just change, these heels have been killing me all day!”
You wore a black knee-length skirt and some stockings underneath paired with a loose light blue sweater. “Are you ready, Chaeng?” You exclaimed, putting on your black Mary Jane shoes, “yeah I’m born ready, shall we go?” She said, wearing her black Converse sneakers, ripped denim jeans, and a white t-shirt.
Yuta went back to the tattoo studio as he showed the book to his co-workers. “Hey, you two. Check out these beautiful butterflies.”
“Thanks to the recent Korean Dramas, ‘NeverTheLess’ and ‘It’s Okay To Not Be Okay’ that have been so popular.” Ten voiced, cleaning the counter as Johnny swept the floor. “Hmm what should we eat for dinner?” He asked, looking at the two of them.
“On such a windy day how about some warm and cozy Soon-dubu Jji-gae?” Yuta suggested, flipping through the pages of his book.
“That doesn’t sound too bad, Johnny and I will get it while you keep an eye on the place.” Ten said, smiling as he got his leather jacket and helmet. “Right, we’ll be right back, Yuta,” Johnny said, walking out with him. When Yuta picked up his phone as a woman spoke.
“Ah Miya-chan, what’s up? You’re nearby?” He replied in Japanese, looking out the window.
“Well, I’m about to eat dinner. Wanna join us?”
“No, I'm alone at the studio right now, should we see each other tonight? Alright.” He hung up as he sketched some messy doodles of butterflies.
“Annyeonghaseyo, two spicy blue crabs, please.~” While Chaeyoung ordered as you waited for the waitress to find you a clean table. She seated you two at a table near the window as you bowed soon after Chaeyoung returned, sitting across from you. “It’ll be ready in less than 40 minutes or so,” she informed me when two guys walked by the window as she waved. They entered as Chaeyoung greeted them with a cool handshake, the one guy usually does when they greet each other.
“What’s up, Suh?” Chaeyoung said, leaning back a bit as she laughed, “sorry, you know I like joking around with your name, dude.” You got up and you bowed your head.
These two must be one of Chaeyoung’s many friends. You felt a bit overwhelmed since you aren’t used to being around people that you hardly know.
Chaeyoung wrapped an arm around me as she smiled, “this cutie pie right here is Y/N Miyoshi. Y/N, this tall giant is Johnny Suh and the sexy dude is Ten Lee.” The tall man bowed too as he smiled, “it’s nice to meet you Ms. Y/N.” Ten stepped forward, also greeting me, “yeah, it’s an honor meeting Chaeyoung’s cute roomie that she always talks so much about.”
“It’s a pleasure meeting you two as well,” You said and smiled as Chaeyoung hugged you, “anyways what are you getting? Wanna eat together?” Your eyes widened at her words. “Chaeng…” You gently hit her shoulder as a warning, “we’re just going to order the Soon-dubu Jji-gae to the studio,” Johnny said, chuckling at me. “What about Osaka Prince? Is he at the studio or with Miyawaki-chan?” She asked, rubbing her shoulder and giggling at me. “He’s at the studio, but I wouldn’t be too surprised if she actually decides to visit or even call him.” Ten answered as he went to order.
“Say, do Osaka Prince and Miyawaki-chan have a thing going on between them, or are they just messing around?” Chaeyoung questioned, resting her chin on the back of her hand.
“I think they’re close but not dating, you feel me? Lately these days he’s just been very focused on his artwork. And Miya on her modeling career.” You stared at your phone, trying to distract yourself from not engaging in this conversation.
“Here’s your spicy blue crabs and a large bowl of hot steamed rice,” the waitress placed the plates of food on the table. You expressed your thanks, “man this looks way better than the last time we ordered it!”
Chaeyoung said as she grabbed a piece of crab. “Well, bon appetit to the both of you, later, Chae,” Johnny said, leaving with Ten who got their order. You used a spoon to scoop out the delicious spicy crab meat as you placed it on a riceball topped with a piece of seaweed.
You hummed in response to the tasty dinner as Chaeyoung smiled, “wah, it sure is intense, want to get a drink?” She asked, fanning her mouth as you nodded, “excuse me could we order some drinks, please?” The waitress caught your attention as she asked, “Sure, what would you like to drink?” The waitress held her pencil and notepad. “One banana milk and a glass of water–”
“–Strawberry Soju, pleaseee~” Chaeyoung interrupted as she giggled, chewing her rice. “Ehh? Chaeng, don't you have classes tomorrow morning? Is it alright for you to get this drunk on a Tuesday evening like this–?” You asked when she wrapped an arm around you, “–don’t worry, after all, you’ll make the best hangover soup, hehe.~” You sighed in response after finishing your meal.
“Alright, banana milk and a bottle of strawberry Soju coming right up,” she said, noting it down as she excused herself. “What time do you get up for your morning class tomorrow?” You asked, ready to set alarms cause she usually blacks out after drinking just one bottle. “Mine starts at 8:00 AM, it’s just art history and repetition of important keywords.” Chaeyoung said, texting on her phone, “ah that’s nice, well you always loved art so much. So I know you’ll be just fine,” You laughed, pointing at the tattoo behind her ear.
“Oh yeah. That reminds me that I need a new tattoo! Can you tag along with me, this Thursday? Jungkook has an investigation to do in Busan so unfortunately, he can’t join me this time,” she said, eating some rice in a piece of seaweed. “Umm, I don’t know, I’ve never been to a Tattoo Studio before Chaeng–”
“–That’s okay, you just have to be my moral support while I get the cherries done on my right shoulder,” giggling as her cute dimples appeared.
“Here are your drinks, sorry for the long wait,” the waitress placed them down, “enjoy.”
Chaeyoung popped the bottle open and took a long sip. “Say, did you meet any cute guys at the library today?~” She asked you all of a sudden, “ehh Chaeng? What are you talking about? I’m too focused while at work and besides, I got a boyfriend!” Finishing your banana milk as her question made you super flustered. “Aw come on, you’re in a good mood today. I can tell you met someone special,” pressing both of her arms on the table as she winked at me.
Was it that obviously written on your face?
“Well, I met this Japanese man who wanted a book about butterflies… It was work-related to his Tattoo Studio.” You mumbled, your cheeks slowly burning up with shyness. “Ahh, that’s sorta sweet. What was he like? Cute? Attractive? Strong? Handsome?” Chaeyoung asked question after question, “he had black jet hair, umm lots of piercings, and sorta gave me bad boy vibes. He seemed passionate about his work, a very sweet smile” You added, thinking back at him.
“You seem to be sorta crushing on him, Miyoshi.~” She pointed out as you tried to deny it, “Chaeng it’s not like that… I have a boyfriend and so what if I find him handsome?–” You covered your lousy mouth immediately after admitting that. “Oh my~ Y/N seems too naughty and mischievous, hehe~” Chaeyoung giggled, she was clearly already tipsy after emptying half of that Soju bottle.
“Look Chaeng, I’m not cheating on Bryce. Besides he was just a kind stranger, I don’t think I’ll ever meet him again.” You said with a subtle sad tone in your voice as you fidgeted with your plastic straw. “Well it’s not like it’s impossible, you know it’s all about chance.~” She smirked teasingly as you finished your banana milk and got up, “come on, let’s get you home, drunk strawberry,” wrapping her arm around you as she stood up. “Yeah, yeah. Mom.” She said, the bottle in her hand as you chuckled.
“You got any cigs?” She asked, straddling his lap as he kissed her neck. “I do. In my leather jacket, Miya-chan,” Yuta said, kissing her collarbones as his hands ran up and down her back. “Mhm~ Nakamoto-kun, you’re so handsome~” Miyawaki giggled, kissing him deeply, “so what time should we meet later?”
Yuta hummed, looking at the clock “let’s say 10:30 PM?” He suggested, rubbing her thigh slightly as he had a sly smirk. “Deal. Don’t keep me waiting,” she said, giving him a slightly mean look as he chuckled. “I’ll try, I’ll try.”
“Ohh so we got a visitor.” The tall man joked as he placed the plastic bag of food on the table. Ten followed him as he chuckled, “so she came after all, what’s up, Miyawaki?” He waved, grabbing a pair of chopsticks, “nothing much, just stopped by to say hi to Nakamoto-kun,” Miyawaki said, eyeing Johnny as she got off Yuta’s lap.
“What, did you order this time? Tteokbokki and Ramyun?” She walked over, checking the plastic bag, “no. Yuta wanted some warm and cozy Soon-dubu Jji-gae on a windy day like this.” Ten said, getting some bottles of Yakult from the refrigerator.
“Ohh yeah, we had to tell you that Chae and her cute roomie said hi.” Johnny said, handing him a bowl and a wooden spoon, “are you eating too, Miyawaki?”
Ten asked, holding out a bottle of Yakult. “Mmm, no. I think I should get going, see you later, Nakamoto-kun~” she said, kissing Yuta’s cheek as she left. “Always leaving so quickly, does she not like us?” Johnny asked, slurping the delicious spicy sauce. “Yeah, it feels like Ms. Miyawaki always seems to be in a hurry whenever we show up.” Ten added, drinking his Yakult. “It’s not like that. I mean she got a boyfriend and that's why she’s always rushing off,” he said, taking a sip of his Yakult, “she’s not my girlfriend, but she always comes to me whenever Hisashi is troubling her.”
We were finally home as your roomie was busy throwing up in the bathroom, you knew you’d had to go and get her some medicine. You knocked on the door, “everything alright, Chaeng?”
“Yuh… could you get me some meds?” She panted as you nodded in response, “just one packet?”
“Make it two… also some headache pills.”
“Alright, I’ll be right back,” You said, walking to get your shoes.
Yup. That’s your roommate, short, black pixie cut-styled hair, dark brown eyes, and fair skin. Son Chaeyoung, 23 years old, is a wild and outgoing woman who always parties and goes nightclubbing. Super creative and artistic, her sense of fashion is quite trendy, chic, sorta tomboyish, and highly influenced by street style. You rarely see Chaeng in skirts or dresses as she prefers pants or shorts. She’s studying Fine Arts and Performing Arts at Seoul National University, also known as “SNU”. She gets along with pretty much anyone due to her naturally extroverted and funny personality. She has been your roommate for almost 2 years now.
“Hello, may I ask for two packets of hangover medicine and a pack of headache pills?” You asked, walking to the counter of the pharmacy. “Of course, Miss, do you need anything else?” The cashier asked, “ah, no thank you,” You responded and bowed, paying.
“So what are you and Miyawaki Sakura?” Johnny asked, standing outside with him.
“Friends with benefits, only using each other solely for a short moment of embrace and pleasure,” Yuta said with a cigarette in his mouth, “so that we’re happy with ourselves.” A small flame lit as he inhaled and then exhaled the smoke. “Right, I guess it does work for some people. There’s no need to be in love or committed in that type of relationship I suppose.” Johnny shrugged, walking inside.
“I suppose not,” Yuta scoffed, watching the night sky as he sighed heavily.
“When is it ready?” Chaeyoung groaned, lying in her bed as you sat by her side. “In around 2 hours, I’m still boiling the ox bones for the flavorful broth.” Moving her bangs away you put a damp piece of cloth on Chaeyoung’s forehead.
“Man this sucks balls!” She yelled out frustrated, “well, if I remember correctly you’re the one who wanted to drink strawberry Soju on a Tuesday evening?” You replied sassily as she pouted.
“Next time, if I ever drink again on such an evening. Please, hit me as hard as you can, Y/N!” You laughed, poking her cheek, “alright, just get some rest. I’ll wake you up once it’s ready.”
You went back to the kitchen checking on the ox bones as you poured them into a sieve. Using the liquid for the broth added the napa cabbages, green chilis, minced garlic, and some Korean fermented soybean paste.
You opened your manga, ‘Say I Love You’, and began reading from where you left off last time. You were into the plot, how Mei was bullied and how she grew cautious of people around her as a result. In a way you could relate to that, not trusting anyone and being so cold. You drowned in the chapter when the male lead suddenly kissed her.
Suddenly the timer went off as the soup was ready. “Here you go, Chaeng.” You placed the tray of porridge and a glass of hot water. “Thank you, Unnie… You’ve saved me!” Chaeyoung exclaimed as she chuckled.
“I’ll let you eat and rest, if you need something just call me. I’ll be in the living room watching anime, okay?” You walked out glimpsing at her as she signaled a thumbs up.
Listening to the cheerful opening, ‘My Sweet Heart’ as you were watching Tokyo Mew Mew. Then suddenly your mother called her on the phone.
Ehh? Facetime? You guess mom has some good news. “Ah good evening, mom. What’s going on?”
“Mmm, I thought I’d call you to let you know that your aunt, Asami, is visiting Seoul with your niece, Ayaka.”
“Ah, that’s great news. When will they arrive?”
“Wednesday or Thursday, they’ll visit your uncle in Jeju Islands first.”
“How is everything with sweet Bryce?”
You didn’t feel like talking about him. But mom has no idea how it is between the two of us right now. You should tell her the truth.
“お母さん…” (Mom…)
“Yes, my dear Y/N?”
“When are you and Appa visiting Seoul again?”
You knew it. After all, you couldn’t bring yourself to explain what had happened between you two.
“Mmm, changing the subject all of a sudden, Y/N-chan? Is Bryce nearby? I want to say hi to him.”
“Bryce is studying with his classmates. Sorry that you can’t see him this time, mom.”
I’m sorry, mom. But you don’t want her to see you hurt.
“Alright, how’s Chaeyoung and her boyfriend?”
“Good, Chaeng’s sleeping right now. She has classes early in the morning tomorrow.”
“What are you watching?”
“Tokyo Mew Mew, but I have to go. I have a lot of work tomorrow.”
“おやすみなさい、お母さん.” (Good night, mom.)
“はい、またね.” (Yes, see you.)
You sighed, turning off the TV. “You should have told her the truth, Y/N, you idiot.” You scolded yourself, hugging your knees.
“Hmm, Nakamoto.~” The woman mumbled, kissing his neck as he traced his fingertips on her back. “Miya-chan,” Yuta whispered, unclasping her bra as she kissed his lips.
“I really like you, Nakamoto-kun.”
These deceiving and empty words of yours. They always gave me hope for our relationship, but I know that in the morning you’ll go back to him.
“I like you too, Miya-chan,” Yuta mumbled before kissing Miyawaki’s neck and collarbones as they embraced each other.
“Should I go down on you first?” Yuta asked, looking at her as she nodded. “I need you, Nakamoto-kun.”
He chuckled, pulling her panties down to her feet as she spread her legs. “Mmh, you’re not as sweet as you were the last time. You taste a bit more salty this time.” Yuta said, licking Miyawaki’s clit as he locked eyes with her.
“That’s because Hisashi is stressing me out.”
“You should just break up with that loser already if he’s not pleasing you in bed.” Yuta scoffed, licking her folds as he stuck two fingers inside her pussy.
“Ahh… it’s not that easy, you know, mmh… Nakamoto-kun.” Miyawaki pouted, throwing her head back. Yuta licked her folds roughly and thoroughly, getting a good taste of her. “I guess not,” Yuta scoffed, sucking on her swollen clit as he moved his tongue up and down her lips. “Ahh…! Besides, we’ve been together for 2 years now, we can’t just break up.” Miyawaki moaned as she came inside his mouth and he licked it clean.
That’s enough. I’m tired of always hearing that excuse.
“Then if your relationship is so serious, why do you always run back to me whenever you have problems with him? Am I your replacement for Hisashi?” Yuta scoffed, getting up as their eyes met in a mean glare.
“Yuta-kun… You know that’s not it. I…” Miyawaki stammered as she sat up. Yuta sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Sorry, I guess that was rude of me to say it like that,” Yuta said, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Even if you were right, it gives you no right to speak like that to me, Nakamoto-kun.” Miyawaki belted as she began to put her panties and the rest of her clothes on.
“Where are you going?”
“Home. Don’t talk to me.”
The woman walked out, smacking the door. Yuta sighed, throwing himself on the bed as he stared at the ceiling.
“I’m such an asshole.” He had a sad smile plastered on his face, he closed his eyes.
“もしかして、日本人ですか?” (Are you by any chance Japanese?)
“ええと? もちろんです.” (Ehh? Of course I am.)
“It’s very rare to find Japanese people in Seoul, so I was quite happy to find someone else like me.”
“中本悠太です. はじめまして.” (I’m Nakamoto Yuta. Nice to meet you.)
“Nice to meet you too, Nakamoto-san.”
“Anyway thanks for all the help, I’ll take good care of this book.”
“またね.” (See you.)
Why am I thinking of that pretty woman? She’s like an angel.
Yuta woke up early as he brushed his teeth. “Hopefully Miya-chan isn’t too angry with what happened yesterday… Maybe I should call her later to make up.” He mumbled and started the shower.
The next morning you woke up early to make lunch for yourself and Chaeyoung.
Chaeng probably wants some tasty rice for lunch when she’s slightly hungover from yesterday. “Right, let me just add some fresh cherry tomatoes and lettuce too.”
“Morning’ Unnie,” Chaeyoung yawned as she rubbed her head, “feeling better, Chaeng?” She bopped her head.
“What do you want to eat? You asked, washing the pan under some hot water. “I’ll have some fried eggs and toast.” Chaeyoung hummed, putting the towel on her shoulder. “I’m gonna shower, do you want to use the bathroom before I do that?” You shook your head as she went to the bathroom.
“Um, what do you want to drink? Tea, coffee, or hot cocoa?” Knocking on the door as you waited for her response.
“I’ll have some iced coffee, Unnie.” You heard the sound of water boiling in the kettle as you went back to the kitchen to cook breakfast.
“Thanks for always looking out for me, Unnie.” Chaeyoung smiled, eating her toast topped with fried eggs.
“No need to thank me, you’re my best friend and roommate after all. So it’s only natural we look out and take care of each other.” You responded, eating your steamed rice and pickled cucumbers.
“We really need to find you a new boyfriend soon, you gorgeous girl.” She giggled, sipping on iced coffee.
“What time do you finish classes?”
“Uhh, around 1-2 PM, why wanna hang out?”
“Yeah, maybe we can go shopping or eat lunch together?”
Chaeyoung nodded as she put on her sneakers, “see you later, Unnie.” You hugged her, “have a nice day at school, bye-bye.”
You put on a chiffon blouse and some loose pants. You greeted Ms. Irene as you began sitting in front of the computer, ordering a couple of new arrivals books.
“So what piercing do you want to get?” Yuta asked, showing him pictures of piercings.
“Just my right eyebrow, dude. Like the silver piercing.”
“Got it, Mark.”
“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about getting one for so long.”
“Why haven’t you gotten it sooner?”
“Been too busy with work and training. To even think about it, heh.”
“Woah! I didn’t know that you had gotten a new tattoo, Yuta.”
“Oh, this one? I got it a few weeks ago.” Yuta replied, lifting his shirt a bit as it revealed his beautiful butterfly.
“I got it to showcase what a butterfly tattoo would look like. But somehow this small tattoo turned out to be more meaningful and special to me.” He added, smiling to himself.
When Yuta thought back to when he first encountered Miyawaki Sakura…
“Say, what does this butterfly tattoo mean?” Miyaki asked, looking at his abs.
“The ugliness and pain of happiness, and lack of freedom. That’s what butterfly tattoos symbolize.” Yuta scoffed, finishing his glass of beer as she giggled. “That’s so cool, I kinda like that,” she smiled, hugging his arm.
“Yah, what’s up friends?” Chaeyoung entered as she placed her tote bag on the table. “What brings you here, Chae?” Johnny asked, folding his arms. “Yeah, don’t you have classes right now?” Ten added, looking at her. Mark greeted her as she did the same.
“Yes. I do. But my other class was canceled because our professor had a meeting to attend.”
“Anyways, I’m going to eat my lunch here. Is that okay?”
“As long as you share. Cause that looks really good, Chae.” Mark said, looking at her bento box.
“Well, it looks different from your usual healthy salad and fruits. Are you the one who made it?” Yuta asked, glancing at the onigiris, egg rolls, octopus hotdogs, lettuce, and cherry tomatoes. “No, it’s my lovely roomie who made it!” She snickered, eating an onigiri. “No way, the woman we met yesterday made this bento lunch for you?” Ten exclaimed, eating an egg roll.
This Japanese style of boxed bento looks incredible. I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks.
Yuta took a bite of the riceball and then a bite of the egg roll. “Woah, this is really delicious.”
It’s almost as good as from home. Eating this sure brings me back… This is one of my favorite foods after all…
“Your roommate… What does she look like, Chaeyoung?”
“Mmm, are you curious, Osaka Prince?~” Chaeyoung teased as she held her phone up showing her lock screen. It was a picture of her and that woman, they were in tank tops doing silly faces.
It’s her… that woman. She lives with Chaeyoung. The librarian I met yesterday - that’s her. She looks even prettier than I remember.
“That’s Miyoshi Y/N, for you boys,” Chaeyoung said all proud as she ate her cherry tomatoes. Y/N… So that’s her name.
“So is she single?” Ten asked, poking his elbow at Mark. “Yo dude, why are you looking at me? You’re the one who needs a girlfriend, I’m way too busy with work.” Mark laughed, leaning back on the couch as he ate an egg roll wrapped in lettuce.
“Yo, back off boys, this pretty woman is sadly taken.”
It’s no surprise that a stunning woman like her is taken. Somehow it just hurts my heart a little. “By who?” Mark asked, “by some guy named Bryce, tch I hate him to guts.” Chaeyoung rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. Bryce and Y/N, huh?
“Yuta-Hyung, are you stalking Ms. Miyoshi?” Mark asked, watching him scroll through Chaeyoung’s Instagram feed. “I just want to know her a little better, actually she works at the library not too far from here.”
You were stacking some unopened manga books on top of the shelf as you sighed, “Ms. Irene, I think we need to dust off the shelves before stacking more books on top.”
“Ah yes, let me just get the dust brush.” She walked to the staff’s room as you moved a couple of books on the edge. Then you went down, moving the ladder to the left side as you leaned against the shelf, checking your phone for any notifications.
Why won’t he answer me? I really miss Bryce…
You: “I want to see you later…”
You: “I really miss you.”
You sighed as Irene handed you the brush, “thank you, Ms. Irene,” she folded her arms, “just be careful, Ms. Miyoshi, alright?” She walked back to the counter, helping a woman that had borrowed a bunch of books.
You got up again but this time at the uppermost step of the ladder. It was shaking slightly as you began to dust it off. You tried to reach for the corner but felt your feet lose balance when you suddenly fell. “W-Woah!”
A couple of romance and Shoujo manga books were scattered all over the floor, along with your left heel too. The fall didn’t feel like anything. That was because someone had caught you, with the same black nail polish-painted hands, pierced ears, and dark black hair.
“Nakamoto-san…”
“–Are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?”
Somehow you landed on his lap, your right arm on his shoulder as your left hand was on his chest and his right hand was on your leg. In that instant, you were sorta taken aback by this kind of closure between you two.
In a way, it was too intimidating to meet his fine and flirtatious gaze. You looked down when and noticed the butterfly tattoo on his abs, “ah, sorry.” You mumbled, getting off his lap as his hand traced your leg, “wait,” Yuta said, reaching for your left heel as you got flustered. “It’s alright, I can do that myself, Nakamoto-san–” You answered.
“–You were the one who fell so let me at least help you a little.” He said, looking at you with his sexy eyes as he gently tugged your left foot into the heel.
Heh, we’re wearing the same color of nail polish. What’s this silver anklet on her left ankle? A tiny turtle shell… How cute.
“どうもありがとう…” (Thank you very much…)
“どういたしまして.” (You’re welcome.)
“I was dusting off the shelf when I reached for the corner, I lost balance and fell.” You explained briefly, standing up as you stroked your hair.
I didn’t think I’d meet him again… What’s Nakamoto-san doing here?
“It’s a good thing you’re alright, Miyoshi-san,” Yuta said, getting up as he flashed you a soft smile. He handed you a couple of “Kimi Ni Todoke” mangas that had fallen and you bowed. “Yes. Um, I should get back to work.” You mumbled, feeling your cheeks burn up as you turned to the shelf avoiding his gaze.
Nakamoto-san’s dangerous. He makes your heart skip a beat. It's best to not look him directly in the eyes. He’s probably just a player.
“Ah, actually I came here to borrow another book.” He said, chuckling as you turned around. “Ah, what book is it?”
How come, this beautiful and cute woman was taken by some guy? It’s no use but I can't help but fall for her.
“It’s actually a manga, it’s called ‘Perfect Crime’. It’s one of my favorites.” Yuta said, smirking slightly. “Alright. Then please follow me.” You said, tying your hair up in a ponytail.
“Here it is,” You said, handing him the manga. “Thank you. Mmh, your silver anklet is really pretty.” Yuta smirked, averting his eyes to your ankle. “Ehh? Oh, you mean on my ankle.” You turned your heel as the turtle shell jewelry was wiggling. “Yeah, it’s really cute.” Yuta pursed his lips, looking into your eyes.
What’s with this guy… Is he flirting with me…? “Thank you, turtles are actually my favorite animals.” You responded, scanning his book and ID card. “They’re interesting animals,” Yuta added, watching you.
“Here you go, Nakamoto-san.” You gave him the book as his hand touched yours, “thank you, Miyoshi-san.”
I don’t want it to be the last time I see Miyoshi Y/N. I’ll get another book again another day. If that means that I can keep seeing her then I don’t want it to end yet.
“You’re welcome, anyways I’ve got to go now. I’m off.”
“Ah hey Chaeng. Yeah, I’m just finished, let me just get my things.” You said, applying your brand new cherry lip balm as you pursed your lips. Yuta glanced over, eyes focused on your lips. He couldn’t help but admire your soft lips, wondering what it feels like to kiss them. He looked away as you looked back at him.
Those red lips are so pretty… makes me want to kiss them.
You walked towards the exit when Yuta poked your shoulder, naturally, you turned around.
How do I not lose you? I want to see you…
“Ano… will you be here tomorrow again?” Yuta asked, rubbing the back of his head. “Ehh?” You mumbled, not knowing how to respond to his question. “Sure I will. May I ask, why?” You put your phone in the purse as you looked at him. “I might need help with finding several manga and books. I’d figure you’d be able to find the original ones released in Japanese.”
“Ah well. Of course.” You replied, smiling softly at him as you headed down the stairs.
“またね、中本悠太さん.” (See you, Mr. Nakamoto Yuta.) You waved and looked back at him exiting the library.
“So you met him again? And getting a closeup of his butterfly tattoo, mmm?~” Chaeyoung teased, eating her spicy salad as you sighed. “I wasn’t looking at his abs intentionally, Chaeng… You know…” You mumbled as your cheeks were pink from blushing. “It’s not my fault he was wearing a white mesh shirt…”
“Sure, sure. It’s okay to look at other hot guys when your boyfriend is so shitty, Unnie.”
“Chaeng!” You exclaimed as she sighed, “really… Unnie, you should break up with him, besides there are much nicer guys than him. Like Johnny, Ten, and Osaka Prince, you know.” You sighed, eating your Vietnamese spring rolls.
Although she’s right you just can’t seem to admit it. Somehow you believe that Bryce could change for your sake. But if that was true then he wouldn't ignore you and actually answer your texts…
“But let’s not talk about him now. I’m doing my art project next month and the focus is on the female anatomy. I was wondering if you could be my muse for the project?” Chaeyoung asked, sliding a piece of paper on the table as you checked it out.
“That’s so interesting, what exactly would you want me to do?”
“I’m thinking of taking some pictures of you. Like this, would that be okay with you?” She asked, showing me a naked woman hiding her chest with a white blanket.
“You want me to be naked for your pictures and sketches…?” You mumbled, feeling very shy just the thought of that.
“I know it’s very out of your comfort zone but I’ll make sure to cover your breasts, nudity, and private parts. Also, I’m in a group with other girls and my professor is a woman too.”
“I’ll think about it, Chaeng. I mean it’s your art project so I won’t reject it. And besides, this means a lot to you, so I don’t mind doing it.” You added, drinking your mango basil seed drink as Chaeyoung’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
“Yay! Omg, thank you Y/N! Unnie, you’re the best!” She exclaimed, putting her hands together and expressing her gratitude for you. “No problem, Chaeng girl. Let’s go shopping now.”
“I can show you a few of my sketches later,” she hummed as you nodded.
“By the way, thanks for the bento you made earlier, it was so delicious! Even the boys loved it!” Chaeyoung said, chuckling as she locked arms with you.
“Ehh? You didn’t eat lunch on campus?”
“Nope, I finished class early after I discussed my project with the professor.”
“Let me guess it was Mr. Suh and Mr. Lee?” You asked as she giggled, “what’s with you using honorifics, just call them by their names.” Chaeyoung said and smiled.
“But I don’t know them that well…” You muttered, looking at her. “Unnie, they consider you as their friend, the tall guy’s Johnny, and the slim guy’s Ten,” Chaeyoung explained as you looked at her. She was being honest and genuine. “But I don’t know how to talk to them… I’m not as cool as you are–”
“–Y/N, don’t doubt yourself so much! You’re amazing and so cool. I’m lucky to have you as my roomie.”
“What do you think?” You asked, wearing a black leather miniskirt for the first time. Chaeyoung whistled and smirked, “wow, Y/N-Unnie you look so fine! So pretty!”
“You think so? Isn’t the length a bit too short?” You said shyly, looking at the way the skirt was sitting on your butt while posing in front of the mirror.
“So what? You should definitely wear it for the party!”
You turned around looking at the mirror reflection and how the skirt looked on you. “I don’t know what to pair this skirt with… I mean I usually don’t wear anything above my knees…” You sighed as Chaeyoung massaged your shoulders, “don’t worry about it, Unnie. I’ll help you out, any outfit paired with your beauty is going to be perfect!”
“This sports bra or the other one?” Chaeyoung asked, holding a sports bra in each hand.
“Mhm, I really like the white one. It’ll look so nice on you.” You said, smiling.
“What should we eat for dinner tonight?” Chaeyoung asked, opening the refrigerator as she looked over at me.
“Mmh, I don’t know. What about Kimchi Jjigae?”
“Sure thing. Let’s do that, Unnie.”
“We can add small pieces of chicken breast,” You said, opening the refrigerator and pulling out a plastic bag with raw chicken.
“You seem to be in quite a good mood, Yuta.” Ten said, drinking some water. “Mhm. I do?” He asked, drawing some birds on a piece of paper. “Yeah, earlier you were sulking and frowning a lot, I’d figure you fought with Miyawaki?” Ten asked as he sighed, “we did, she ended up leaving earlier yesterday. I should call her and apologize.”
“Don’t you want to break off things with her for a change, Yuta?” Johnny asked, checking the cash register as they looked at each other. “I probably should, I mean Miya-chan is already in a relationship. I can’t be her second choice all the time she gets into a fight with him.”
“Apologize? For what exactly, Yuta?”
“I got mad at her for always calling me whenever she fought with Hisashi.” Yuta scoffed, drinking a sip from his water bottle.
“Hmm, you and Miyawaki only see each other once or twice a week right?”
“That’s right, I thought it was better to hook up with Miyawaki every night,” Yuta admitted, rubbing the back of his head. “I hate sleeping alone.”
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BF!SKZ Jokes About Your Insecurity Accidentally
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Hello! I just got idea before i forget i will send it😅
Like you are joking around and this members is kind of said things that hurts you and you kind of give them silent treatment
Like in a angst but fluff way but kind of funny feelings?😅😅
genre: fluff, slight angst
pov: 2nd person
description: Bf!skz accidentally touches on one of your insecurities without even realizing it.
pairing: bf!skz x reader
warnings: (Specific scenarios listed under each member so check those), swearing
word count: (listed below for each member) (unedited)
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방 찬 (Bang Chan) (340 words)
You're a bit weird
"You're so weird." Chan chuckles.
Your smile drops as you stare at your boyfriend. You had gone shopping earlier with one of your friends and bought one of those inflatable alien abducting a human costumes. You put it on immediate when you got home to show Chan, even pretended you were getting abducted.
You quietly leave the room and slowly start deflating the costume. Growing up, your classmates would pick on you for being “weird.” You hate anything that would make you seem weird and often held yourself back from Chan so he wouldn't regret dating you. You didn't think the costume was weird at first, you thought it was funny and that he would get a kick out of it, not call you weird.
"Hey, why are you putting it away already? Bored?" Chan followed you out of the room when he saw your face and your head drop.
You continue to take the costume off, your back turned to him so he can't see that you're on the verge of tears.
"Y/n?" He steps closer and softly places a hand on your shoulder.
"You're right, it's weird. I'm weird, I'll return it." You sniffle as you pull your leg out of the costume.
"I didn't mean it like that. I meant that you're weird in a cute way. Why are you upset? Talk to me,"
"You calling me weird just brought up some shit. But you're right." You start rolling up the costume, attempting to get all of the air out.
"Hey, if you're weird I'm a fucking alien. Have you seen the thing I do with my arms? Class A weirdo behavior right there." He turns you towards him so he can look you in the eyes. His heart sinks to the pit of his stomach when he sees you've been crying.
"But--"
"You are not weird and I don't like you any less for your quirkiness. Now put the costume back on an let's go to the dorm. The kids are going to love it."
이 민 호 (Lee Min-Ho) (617 words)
You talk a lot when you're excited
"...and so the milkman kissed Goofy, thinking that he was his wife meaning that Goofy's wife was cheating on him while he was at work and since we have no explanation as to what really happened to the wife or any other member of Goofy's family, I think he offed the wife, took Max, dyed his hair, and ran and it totally makes sense because in the Goofy movie--"
"Breathe, Y/n." Minho places a hand on your knee.
You, for some reason, found yourself going down the rabbit hole of what happened to Goofy's wife. Immersing yourself in the lore of it all, you needed to tell someone. Unfortunately for him, your boyfriend Minho was home. He sat with you while you calmly told him the background information and went on to explain all of the theories with all of the concrete evidence you found. You had been talking non-stop for at least 15 minutes before Minho said anything.
"I was rambling again, huh?" You say sheepishly, rubbing the back of your head
"You just talk a lot."
"Oh," Your heart drops down to the pit of your stomach.
You know that you have a tendency to talk a lot, so many people have let you know over the years. You know that it could be a problem for some people. But it’s never been a problem for Minho, or at least he never let on that it’s been a problem. Normally people tell you that you talk a lot to signal that you’re being annoying. He just called you annoying.
“You can continue, what happened with the Goofy movie?” He asks, rubbing his hand on your knee.
“Lost my train of thought.” You mumble, looking at your hands and fiddling your thumbs.
“Hmm. Okay, well come find me when you find it again.” You hum in response.
***
You and Minho sit at the dinner table quietly eating. By now, Minho realized something was up with you. You had spent the rest of the day not talking to him and if you did you would either give short answers or make a noise. But now you were completely silent while eating. He knows you hate eating in silence and often filled the void with small talk or some sort of animated story.
“What’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his fork and leaning in.
“Nothing,” you refused to look up. It’s killing you to eat in silence but you don’t want to annoy him further.
“Y/n, I know something is wrong. You haven't said anything since this morning." He reaches for your hand and you pull away. A hurt look flashes across his face.
"I don't want to be annoying." You mumble. Minho blinks at you in confusion.
"What are you talking about?"
You go back to solely focusing on your food, leaving the room to fall in silence. Minho stares at you, wracking his brain to figure out what's wrong with you since he's clearly done something to upset you.
"Is this because I said you were talking too much this morning?" He asks, finally figuring something out.
"You said, and I quote, 'You just talk a lot.' Meaning I talk too much and you find me annoying."
"I didn't mean it like that. Y/n, I misspoke. I love when you talk. I love listening to your theories and stories. Honest. I could never find you annoying. Sure, you get on my nerves sometimes, but never annoying." Minho gets up from his seat and crouches down next to you.
"Are you sure because--"
"I'm 1,000% sure. Now come on, let's finish eating and you can tell me all about the mystery of Goofy's wife."
서 창 빈 (Seo Chang-Bin) (817 words)
You have a chubby stomach
You were listening to music on your phone when Changbin stumbled into your bed room. It was well past 1 in the morning and you know that he had been busy promoting a new comeback. He had the day off tomorrow but you always tell him to just sleep at the dorm when He works late so he can go to bed sooner. He never listens. You watch as he drops his bag in it's designated corner and crawls in between you legs. He lays his head on your stomach and wraps his arms around your waist.
"Baby, why don't you go take a hot shower? Your muscles must be sore." You run your hand through this soft hair.
"I'm fine. Just wanna sleep right here." He mumbles into your stomach.
"At the very least change into something more comfortable to sleep in." You tug at his shirt.
"But I'm so comfortable. You're so soft and squishy. Like...like the pillsbury doughboy." Your hair freezes in his hair.
That comment should make you laugh. In fact, you're almost certain he said it to just that. Or he's so tired that he's speaking unfiltered. But the fact that he said that while he was laying on your stomach made you feel sick.
"Bin, get up," You tap his back to wake him up.
"No," He groans.
"Changbin, I need to use the bathroom." You lie, hoping to get him move off of you.
He groans again before rolling off of you and into his normal spot on the bed, fast asleep. You quietly make your way to the living room where you plan to spend the night sleeping on the couch.
***
When you wake up, a thick blanket is covering you and Changbin is fast asleep on the floor next to you. You carefully crawl over him, as to not wake him up, and head to the kitchen to make yourself a cup of coffee. You sit in silence, replaying what Changbin said last night repeatedly in your mind.
"Why did you sleep on the couch last night?" Changbin walks into the kitchen rubbing his eyes.
He must have sensed that you weren't near him. You knew you didn't wake him up when you walked past him earlier and you weren't being loud right now either. He almost always wakes up when you're suddenly not near him anymore. It was kind of cute.
You continue to make your coffee, refusing to acknowledge him. You feel bad for blaming him. You're almost certain that he didn't mean to say what he did when he called you soft and squishy. But if he said that when his brain was too tired to filter the words, then he's been thinking it for a while.
"Hello? Y/n, are you listening to me? Am I invisible?" He asks, walking up next to you.
You finish making your coffee and leave the kitchen. Changbin stands in confusion for a second. You pull out your phone and head to the couch.
"Hey! Why are you ignoring me?" Changbin yells, quickly getting more frustrated.
"I don't know, why don't you go and ask the pillsbury doughboy." You spit, not looking up from your phone.
"W-what? What are you talking about? Are you drunk?" He questions.
You sit in silence, going back to ignoring him. Changbin stands in the kitchen thinking about what could have possibly happened.
"Pills...pillsbury...doughboy...doughboy...dough...ah...aH AH! Wait," You hear him scramble out the kitchen and slide in front of you.
Your eyes meet his panicked ones. He realized what he said the night before, finally. He knows that you struggle with your weight and the last thing he ever wanted to do was to make up feel uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that. I promise. I was just really tired and that was my attempt at being funny." He says quickly.
"You called me soft and squishy," You grumble.
"I like soft and squishy! I'm soft and squishy. Look, poke me in the stomach," He quickly lifts up his shirt, exposing his stomach. He's purposely pushing his stomach out.
"Changbin--"
"Poke it, Y/n." He urges. You sigh and humor him by poking him right above his belly button. He immediately lets out the most high pitched giggle you've ever heard from him.
You can't help but laugh, doubling over in laughter. Which causes Changbin to laugh and then you to laugh even harder. You manage to put your coffee cup on the floor to avoid spilling it on the couch while you laugh.
"S-see. I'm a pillsbury doughboy. We can be soft and squishy together."
"Okay, B-bin." You wipe tears from your eyes and smile at Changbin.
"And if I ever hurt your feelings in the future, just tell me. How am I supposed to fix it if I don't know what's wrong?"
황 현 진 (Hwang Hyun-Jin) (366 words)
You're physically clingy
Hyunjin stares in shock when you moved away from him the second he tried to cuddle with you.
"What is this? Do you not love me anymore?" He cries.
"I'm just giving you space like you wanted," You whisper as you tighten the the blanket around yourself and squeeze the stuffed animal you are holding closer to your chest.
"When you did I ask you to give me space?" His eyes focus on you but he couldn't see your face. It's hidden behind the blanket and you're staring forward at the tv.
Earlier in the day you were feeling needier than usual and wanted nothing more than to cuddle with Hyunjin. You know he doesn’t like skinship unless he initiates it, but he let’s you get a pass on that rule. But, for whatever reason, Hyunjin snapped when you were trying to cuddle into him and asked you for some space and called you clingy. You went into the living room, grabbing a stuffed animal and blanket with you.
You had boyfriends in the past that broke up with you because you were too clingy. Its made you be overly cautious at the start of your relationship with Hyunjin but over time you grew more comfortable around him. Hearing him call you clingy earlier set you off worrying that he was going to leave you.
“Oh, this morning?” He asks softly when he sees a tear fall down your face. He gently wipes the tear with the pad of his thumb and stares at you with soft eyes.
“Yeah, when you called me clingy.” You whisper.
“I’m sorry for that. I didn’t mean—Ah, don’t cry more.” Hyunjin wraps you in a hug and strokes your back.
“S-sorry. I just don’t want you to leave me.” You sob.
“I’m not leaving you, I promise. I was just annoyed and needed a little bit of space. But I’m sorry I made you think that you were being annoying.”
“It’s o-okay. Just brought up some stuff.”
“To make up for it, we’re going to stay like this until you think I’m being clingy.”
“You’re going to be there forever then, Hyun.”
“If it’s you, I’m fine with that.”
한 지 성 (Han Ji-Sung) (420 words)
You can't sing
"Ah, my ears! I think they're bleeding." Jisung laughs.
You two were home all day and you suddenly started doing karaoke on your phone. You know you can’t sing, it’s a fact you’ve known about yourself your whole life. It’s the fact that your boyfriend, who has so much talent that you’re not even sure how there’s any left for the rest of the world, is the one who pointed it out.
Losing confidence, you finish the song quietly. Jisung thought that you were just tired from singing the ballad and quit halfway through.
"Let's do a duet," He says excitedly, taking your phone out of your hands to look for the next song.
"My throat hurts. I'm going to get some water. Why don't you do a solo?" You softly smile before getting up and heading to the kitchen.
***
"Why won't you sing with me?" Jisung whines from the floor. He had done about 5 more songs and after each one he asked you to sing with him.
"My throat still hurts, Ji." You lie.
Jisung stares at the ceiling for a few minutes before picking up your phone and choosing a new song. He quickly stands up and hands you one of the fake mics.
You watch in awe as Jisung purposely butchers the song and waits for you to join in. You can't help but laugh.
'What are you doing you can sing better than that" You giggle.
"I know I can but I need to match my Jagi's amazing abilities." He says, pushing the fake mic toward you again. You sigh and take the mic from him and humor him.
"See, you can still have fun even when you don't sound the best." Jisung adds.
"I never said it wasn’t fun.” You groan.
"Yeah, but I know it hurt your feelings when I pretended to hate your singing. I’m sorry by the way. I’m used to making those joke with the boys.”
“Don’t be sorry, it’s the truth.”
“It’s not the truth. You’re my favorite singer. Now please sing a duet with me and make my dreams come true.” Jisung pouts.
“You are so lying through your teeth right now, but I’ll humor you.” You roll your eyes and get off the couch. Jisung walks closer to you so you two can pick a song together.
“I really am sorry. You know I would never purposely hurt your feelings.”
“I know, Ji. And that’s one of the reasons why I love you. Now pick a song.”
이 용 복 (Lee Felix Yong-Bok) (434 words)
You're a bit dumb
"Shit!" Felix slams down the controller and places his head in his hand.
"Sorry, I was trying to get--" You try to explain as you watch his character die on screen. You were playing as healer and accidently put him in a position to die rather than heal him. That was his last life for this round, he'd have no choice but to spectate for the rest of the game.
"That was the dumbest shit you've ever done." He groans.
"Lix, I was trying--" You take your eyes off the screen and look at your boyfriend who was running his hands through his hair.
"Look out-- you've got to be joking. Are you stupid, why would you look away? Now the rest of the team is going to have to play without a healer for the rest of the round." You watch as Felix rest his head in his hands.
You get up and storm into the bedroom, no longer wanting to play games with him. You know he can get mad during games. It was cute and often you would just watch or sit with him while he played so you could watch him struggle. What you couldn't deal with, was him calling you stupid.
You know you're not dumb, but you also know that you're never the smartest person in the room and you're okay with that. You do dumb things and you're okay with that. But you've heard enough people insult you for your little slip ups and berate you by calling you dumb.
You hear the door creak as Felix pokes his head in. You roll your eyes and bury your face into the bed. You feel the bed dip down around you and Felix lay his entire body on top of yours. He fidgets a bit while he tries to worm his arms under you and hug you. He presses a kiss to the back of your neck before turning his head so he could lay down comfortable.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you stupid. I just got carried away while gaming.” He mumbles into your back.
“I know, but it still hurts.” You pout. You turn your head so you can get some air.
“I know. I promise to not do it again. How can I make it up to you? Kisses?” He asks, slight wiggling his fingers into your side.
“I think yes." You giggle, unable to resist his tickling.
"Really? How many?" He laughs.
"Hmm... five hundred?"
"Five hundred! Well, I guess I better get started now." Felix starts peppering your face with kisses.
김 승 민 (Kim Seung-Min) (822 words)
You're a bit immature
"Oh wow, Y/n, that was so mature." Seungmin says dryly walking into the room.
You giggle as you finish making breakfast for yourself. Last night you had the idea to mess with Seungmin's shampoo bottle and to rig the sink to spray him with water as a harmless prank. He's always pranking you and you finally had a way to get him back. You put a bit of plastic wrap between the bottle and the cap so none would come out. You thought it would be extra funny to do it to all the bottles in the bathroom. You heard him yell while you were cooking and laughed. And then you taped the faucet so that it would spray water on him when he went to brush his teeth. You know that the first thing he does when he wakes up is brush his teeth so only his pajamas would be wet.
Only, you didn't account for Seungmin waking up late. You only woke up because he started swearing loudly when he woke up. He has an important meeting and you felt a little bad, but by the time you realized he was already in the bathroom and locked the door. So, you went ahead and made something that he could eat on the way since he wouldn't have much time to sit and eat and slipped it in his bag.
"I'm sorry Minnie, I couldn't help it. It was really funny." You giggle again.
"You really need to grow the fuck up," He grumbles before he leaves the apartment, not saying goodbye.
You could understand his anger. He hates being late so that, on top of your little series of pranks, was a justifiable reason for him to be mad at you. What you couldn't deal with is the face that he told you to grow up.
You've grown up with your parents constantly telling you to grow up anytime you were enjoying something. Maybe you were being childish, but it rubbed you the wrong way and now two of you are in a bad mood.
***
When Seungmin came home, you were nowhere to be found. Seungmin spent most of the day in a bad mood and when Chan asked him about it, that's when he felt bad about how he reacted this morning. Chan let him go home after the meeting so he could fix things with you.
He looked around the apartment for you and couldn't find you anywhere. He knew he was a bit harsh, not even saying goodbye to you as he left, but he didn't think you would leave.
He sat down on the couch and waited. He knew you possibly couldn't have left him over this morning. The two of you had bigger arguments over the years that would make more sense for you to leave.
After and hour of waiting, Seungmin decided to clean up while he waited. He went through his bag that he took with him to work and found the egg sandwich and coffee that you made for him. Feeling even more guilty for his behavior this morning. He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket and tried calling you. The phone rings for a couple of seconds before it goes to voicemail. He then sends you a series of text, getting frustrated when he sees the little 'read' message indicator appear under each of his messages.
A few more hours after that you finally come home. You find Seungmin in the kitchen cooking dinner.
"Oh, so you do remember where you live. Do you remember that you have a phone too?" Seungmin asks.
"And I'm the childish one," You mumble under your breath as you walk to the bathroom.
When you turn the water faucet on, the water sprays out at you, soaking your clothes. You took the tape off earlier when you went to brush your teeth so that shouldn't have happened.
"Seungmin, what the fuck?" You should, walking into the living room in your drenched clothes.
"Ha, it worked." He smirks while looking down at the pot he was currently checking.
"Oh, so. it's funny when you do it but childish when I do?" You roll your eyes.
"I never said that you were childish." He turns the fire off under one of the pots and wipes his hands clean on his apron.
"You implied it."
"Is that why you're mad at me? Because you think I called you childish?" He stays in the kitchen but cocks his head to the side.
"I know you did, I was there."
"I'm sorry for snapping at you. I had no right to take my anger out on you. And I'm sorry for calling you immature."
"Sorry for overreacting to you calling me immature." You mumble, digging your foot into the carpet.
"Good, now come give me a hug."
"My clothes are soaked."
"It's just water, idiot. I'll live."
양 정 인 (Yang Jeong-In) (514 words)
You're loud
"You're being so loud." Jeongin groans.
You immediately shut up, not realizing that your volume had increased while you were talking. Of course, you’re aware of your habit of talking loudly when you’re excited. You were mostly good at catching yourself before his happened. But some time you got carried away.
You know he's joking. He has to be. But something in you tells you that he's not. You press your lips together as your eyes shift around the room. You two were hanging around some of the other boy, but everyone was minding their own business. You quietly mumble a sorry and pull your phone out.
***
The rest of the time you hung out with Jeongin and the boys, you hadn't said a single word. The other boys had picked up on what was going on and Jeongin was blissfully unaware.
"What about you, Y/n? What do you want to eat?" Jeongin asked you, patting your leg.
You shrug your shoulders, not looking up from the book you are reading. Jisung remembered that he was supposed to let you borrow a manga series a few weeks ago and brought out the first few books for you to read when he realized you weren't going to talk anymore.
"I know you're picky, but they have a lot of things you like so tell me what you want." He pats your leg again, thinking you're too engrossed in the book to answer him.
You roll your eyes and pull out your phone and send a text to Jisung with your order before putting your phone back down and picking up the book.
"She said she was spicy cheese tteokbokki with egg and extra fishcake and a honey lemon bubble tea. And she said she doesn't care which piece of chicken we get." Jisung says loudly to Seungmin who is ordering the food.
"Why didn't you just say that?" He asks confused, looking at you while trying to read your expression.
"She's not talking to you, idiot." Hyunjin says from his spot on the floor. He and Felix are looking at something on Felix's laptop.
"What? Why?" Jeongin says, whipping his head towards Hyunjin.
"She hasn't said a single word in two hours after you said she was being loud. Which, if you think she was being loud, what the fuck do you think of Changbin hyung? Anyway, you probably hurt her feelings." Seungmin adds.
Jeongin turns his back to face you. You brought the book closer to face to avoid looking at him.
"Did...did I hurt your feelings?" He asks softly. He leans his head on your shoulder.
"Yeah, you did." You mumble.
"I'm sorry, jagi. I didn't mean it in a mean way. I just meant that you were getting loud, but I rather be loud than never hear you again." He kisses your cheek and you melt. You know that he's not big on pda and if he's willing to kiss you in front of the other boys he must be sorry.
"Oh, I'm about to be so annoying." You laugh.
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