#minhyun fanfic
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red and blue colored jealousy
author's note. thank u zanna @slytherinshua for coloring the yul pic <333 i hope u enjoy it!!! the bestest boy ever :( also!! my yet another take on "eloquent" wording hehehehe 🤓☝️
word count. 1.9kish
warnings. its not a warning techinally lol but its fem!reader ++ reader is wearing a hanbok for women and has long hair.... theres no aos spoilers (i think) + its not specified when its taking place so feel free to interpret it ur way lol ++ not proof-read sorrrrryyyyyyyy
the tender music of kayagum, haegum, choktae and other instruments filled the room. the lights were slightly dimmed, a couple of candles casting shadows on the walls and curtains.
the crown prince sighed heavily, shifting on his seat.
“what is all of this?” he asked, fingers drumming against the wooden surface of the table. seo yul smiled softly, looking at uk.
“due to all the stress and hustle happening in the city, we decided to fill out spare time with some happiness” yul explained gently, nodding. park danggu shushed them, parting the table in excitement.
“it’s starting!”
go won was about to ask how could he tell but then some of the candles went out, as if a gust of wind did it. however, everyone felt a sudden invisible force causing them to shiver.
“did someone open the window…?” uk blinked and then they heard a faint rustle.
chwiseonru didn’t have a stage, to be frank. they just moved a couple of tables and cleared some space. the ladies sitting on the cushions, dressed in pink and purple coloured hanboks were on the ground. their fingers gently strummed their instruments, touches feather-alike.
suddenly, there were footsteps. everyone in the tavern noticed a woman.
she was wearing a black hanbok with crimson sewed details. small leaves and flowers adorned the cloth on the sides. she had her long hair braided, loosely put and swaying on her shoulder.
her hands were slim and her pointer finger was adorned with a red jewel. it shone beautifully, ruby and crimson glittering in the faint light. if one looked closer, they were about to realise it’s one of the half of ying and yang stone.
however, her face was hidden behind two fans. one of them was black with faint agate details, the other was an opposite – red with black sewings.
she held them in a way that hid her face, which only made the viewers more curious.
suddenly the pace of music fastened and the woman started flapping her fans a bit more rapidly. with swift and hypnotising moves of her body, she revealed her face.
she had some artistic makeup on her face: a curved line forming under her eyes that created a crooked circle, only to connect above her brows. two, small ruby stones were glued on her cheekbones symmetrically.
yul noticed the way the prince’s eyes widened, cheeks flushing and lips parting in awe. the mage scoffed, ignoring his friend’s gaze.
the performer moved gracefully, just like water. her moves were clean and gentle, the flutter of fans creating her own music. uk frowned upon noticing the similarities between some of her dance moves and chisu or even hwansu.
“she’s gorgeous” go won breathed out, his eyes focused on the dancer.
the performer’s face remained cold and expressionless, eyes trained in the audience. a brief eye contact with the prince caused him to smile and nod. whereas yul just clutched his fist, uk was growing more and more suspicious.
the song seemed to reach its climax, beat going faster and faster. nevertheless, the dancer didn’t fail to catch up, moves becoming more sharp and sturdy.
with a sudden thrust, the rest of the candles went out. briefly after, she finished the performance ending in the same position she started.
people started clapping and cheering, go won cleared his throat.
“who… is she?” he asked quietly, turning to the others. in the meantime, the servers lit up the candles again.
“l/n y/n” a female voice rung up from behind him, causing the crown prince to jerk in surprise.
yul sent you a soft smile, your face visible in the light once again.
the crown prince turned around and grabbed your hand, placing a gentle peck on the top of it.
“your performance was stunning. i have never seen anything like this in my entire life! the music, your moves and grace… truly breathtaking. how come i haven’t seen you perform before?” he asked, eyes sparking with adoration.
you chuckled sweetly, bowing elegantly.
“thank you, your highness. i had a break from performing… someone insisted i started dancing again which is why i’m here” you smiled and caught yul’s ebony irises on you. you couldn’t read his expression.
“thank gods that person convinced you. sincerely speaking, im fully mesmerised with you” the prince smirked, a playful smile dancing on his lips
“i’m pleased to hear that, my prince” you bowed once again, noticing uk’s sturdy gaze on you.
“i shall invite you to my castle one day”’ go won hummed. you nodded with a satisfied smile.
“i appreciate that you’re thinking so highly of me, my prince…” you started and looked above his head, only to meet seo yul’s gaze. you weren’t meant to finish as another compliment was landed at you.
“and your fans… may i have a look at them? they look absolutely stunning” he asked.
normally, you’d refuse. but it was the crown prince after all.
nodding and handing him your fans, you saw how he traced the detailed sewings on them.
“beautiful work. may i know by who was it made?” go won asked, rising his head up to look at you. he was amazed not only by your dancing skills but also your beauty. especially those e/c eyes.
“it was a gift from a dear friend of mine” you explained and took back the fans once he handed them to you.
“i see. will you perform again?” the crown prince asked, flirty tone in his voice.
you were meant to give just one dance.
but who were you to deny the majesty’s request?
you finished shortly after midnight, the moonlight sneaking through the windows. the prince wanted more and more, enchanted by you. only when he noticed that your musicians are getting tired, he decided to stop. bidding you farewell (not failing to shower you in compliments once again), he was gone. the ordinary people went home, leaving just a couple of drunkards and the mages left. they decided to return to the jeongjingak.
when you left, they stayed for a bit longer to finish their drinks. yul put his hands on his thighs, observing the crown prince.
“i’m really enchanted. who invited her?” the man asked. uk was about to snicker a joke about being so love-struck.
“yul! yul knows y/n, they’re good friends!” danggu yelled out, a bit more louder than he intended. yul felt his eyes widening as the prince’s thundering gaze shifted to him.
“seriously? and you never introduced me to her? seo yul, i’m disappointed” the crown prince tsked.
“i never knew you were a fan of such things, your highness” yul bowed his head and stood up. the sudden motion combined with couple of drops of alcohol in his system caused his vision to blur.
“ah, it’s a shame i only discovered her now. but better now than never, hm?” go win tilted his head and observed yul’s rosy cheeks.
“yul-ah, you seem distracted. is everything alright?” uk asked, worried. he stood up and placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.
“yeah, i’m just tired. we shall go. i need to get one thing done and i’ll join you in jeongjingak” yul sighed. he bowed and left them, ignoring their weird looks.
there was a sudden knock at your door. you let out a sigh but your gaze didn’t leave your reflection in the mirror.
“i’m sorry, your highness, but the performance is over” you called, hands working on untying your braid.
“oh, my apologies. i just hoped for a quick chat with such an amazing dancer”
you turned around and your face lit up upon seeing yul. he smiled wildly when your eyes met.
“oh for you master yul… i suppose i could make some time” you teased. yul closed the door and approached you slowly, as you reassumed to unbraid your hair “did you enjoy the show?”
“oh, of course i did. anyone would be a fool not to enjoy it” he hummed, placing his hands on your arms and massaging them gently “a certain individual seemed to enjoy it especially…”
“oh?” you rose your eyebrows, meeting his dark-brown irises in the mirror’s reflection. his face was pensive, brows furrowed and jaw tensed.
he huffed and leaned a bit forward, grabbing your hair gently and putting it on your back. as he started to unbraid your hair tenderly, careful not to tug too harshly, you started to wipe off your performance makeup.
“the crown prince fell in love, i recon” he murmured, shrugging nonchalantly.
“with the performance? i mean, i’d be rather upset if the future king wasn’t entertained with my dance” you hummed and put away the dirty cloths, your face now bare.
“i think he was more found of you than the show itself, y/n” seo yul sighed and parted the last parts of your hair, finally letting it flow on your back loosely.
“hm… it flatters me, truly” you smiled and noticed his brows twitch “yul?”
“yes, dear?” he asked, sitting down next to you. he looked at the stone on your finger, smiling subconsciously.
“are you jealous?” asking, you raised the corner of your lip.
he just rolled his eyes playfully, yet no words were spoken.
“oh yul…” you giggled and poked his chest “you seemed to kill him with your gaze the second he opened his mouth while he was talking to me”
“stop talking such nonsense about the future head of the country…” seo yul grunted, avoiding your gaze. a slight blush adorned the tips of his ears.
he leaned and grabbed your fans, holding them gently.
you observed how he traced the black sewing, then moving to the red one. he was thinking about something, absentmindedly moving his fingers along the soft fabric.
“i’m sorry” you huffed, placing your hand over his “i tried to hold a distance but he was too…”
“it’s a future king, they tend to get too blind to notice someone is uncomfortable” yul scoffed and looked up at you, suddenly reaching out and holding your chin with his free hand. he tilted his head, a faint smirk dancing on his lips “but you’re mine”
“mhm” you hummed in agreement and waited for him to shorten the distance between you two.
as your lips finally met, your head went spiralling. every kiss with seo yul was like the first time, always so passionate and tender.
you’ve been dating yul for a while now, yet you were keeping your relationship secret from the public eye. and for the time you’ve spent with your lover, you noticed his habits… such as struggling to word out his love. however, his words just weren’t verbal: yul adored to shower you with gifts and small gestures.
like those fans you always perform with. or the finest performance makeup supplies he got from afar. or the handmade hanbok for you to perform in. or the musicians.
or the ring.
as you felt the air escaping your lungs, you moved your hand from his and put it at the back of his neck.
leaning away, you noticed his flushed cheeks.
“i’m yours, yul. not going anywhere, even if the prince offers me to rule the country” you chuckled and tapped his ring, the blue part that matched yours.
“good” yul huffed, noticing the gesture.
after all, the red and blue yin and yang jade was the symbol for ever lasting love for a reason.
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(IM)PERFECT WEDDINGS
genre. fluff. a little hurt/comfort.
warnings. a lot of crying and distress. yul is there to comfort <3. a little talk about having children.
pairing. fiance!yul x fem!reader.
wc. 2k.
request. no.
a/n. i wrote this specifically for @candewlsy <3 mizu ik you've been having a bit of a hard time recently but i hope this cheers you up a bit!! yn may or may not be inspired by you 👁️
Yul knew something was wrong with you the second you refused his request to meet up 5 days ago. It was times like these that he wished he could speed up the preparations for your marriage and just be able to see you at any time he wished as your husband. But for another 4 months, he would still be confined to the frustrating but precious title of fiancé.
Due to his studying and teaching at Jeongjingak, he hadn’t seen you in longer than he would have liked. It was bordering on almost 2 weeks and Yul was rarely the clingy of you two. If he was feeling the effects of missing you so greatly that it was hard to even focus on his work, he wondered how much worse it was for you.
You had as busy a schedule as him, mostly because of your decision to take on all the preparations for your weddings single-handedly. He knew you wanted it to be as perfect as possible. You had been dreaming of this day since you were little. Now that you had found the perfect man, you needed to plan the perfect ceremony as well. From the flowers, location, food, ceremony, afterparty, and even attire, you were responsible for planning it all.
Yul had always admired how big a dreamer you were. You had fantasies and aspirations and always worked incredibly hard to complete them. And while he was hard-working and book smart, logistical and artistic planning had never been his strong suit. He was lacking in many ways, and watching you work reminded him of it every day.
Or he would have been able to watch you, if you hadn’t been seemingly avoiding his presence for over twelve days now. It was a perfectly sunny afternoon and Yul had finished all his work early. There was absolutely no excuse for him to not come to see you— even the weather was encouraging him to pay you a visit. He knew you were probably cooped up in your room, writing a million letters to all the vendors and designers you had hired for the wedding. It would benefit you greatly to get outside.
The sounds of shouting and subsequent rushing of footsteps was definitely not what Yul had anticipated hearing as he walked up to your home. One of the maids seemed to rush out of the house in a panic, her eyes widening and her face growing hot out of embarrassment once her eyes landed on Seo Yul.
“Master Seo! Oh, goodness, you should not be here right now— If Miss. L/n finds out she’ll only panic more—”
“Why is she panicking?” Yul interrupted the maid’s hurried jumble of words, concern growing every second he didn’t know what was going on. He had only been gone from you for twelve days; what possibly could have happened in that time? Before he even got an answer from the maid, he was already making his way towards the front door, unable to wait a second longer to figure out what was wrong.
“M-master Seo, please!” The poor maid scurried along after him, warning him to not go into the house. Yul seemed to be conveniently deaf to her pleading. As soon as he stepped in, he realized why he might not have been wanted at this particular moment.
Dozens of fabrics were… well, everywhere. On every surface, scattered on the floor, and even some stuck hanging from the walls. Yul’s concern grew, as well as his utter confusion and astonishment at how the house could have gotten this messy.
He followed the sounds of distress until he reached the doorway to your room— exactly what he expected. A harsh shout for everyone to get out sounded, and the silence that followed was almost deafening. Yul waited just outside in almost frozen shock, registering that the shout must have come from your mouth. Never in his life had he heard you shout. You barely ever got angry. A row of servants quickly filed out of the room, each bowing their head in shame.
Yul breathed out heavily, considering whether it would be wise for him to just leave now and not bother you. The last thing he wanted was for him to make you more upset, especially if you felt like you needed to be alone. But he couldn’t bear to leave when he could just make out your broken sobs and sniffles from the closed door. It was the most heartbreaking sound he had ever heard.
He slowly slid the door open a little to peek inside the room, being as quiet as possible in order to not startle you. The room was as messy as the rest of the house— extravagant fabrics strewn all over the floor and tables. You were sitting in the middle of the room, hunched over yourself. Yul noticed that you were dressed in a particularly elegant white hanbok dress that draped over your figure perfectly.
“Y/n? What’s wrong?” He spoke as softly as he possibly could, making sure he didn’t make the situation worse. He wanted to help lessen your tears, not create more. His soft approach seemed to have the opposite effect that he wanted, though. As soon as you heard him, you startled and turned around quickly. Upon laying eyes on him, your sobs only got worse and you immediately hid your face. Yul’s heart sank.
“Love? Tell me what happened.” He coaxed, kneeling down next to you, placing a hesitant hand on your shoulder. He could feel how tense you were, but also how you softened ever so slightly once you felt his touch. He felt relieved that he didn’t seem entirely unwelcome. “Can I help at all?”
“No! It’s— it’s all ruined, Yul! W-we should have never tried in the first place!” You cried, heartbroken, and Yul frowned again. He pulled you closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around you in a safe embrace. It was clear that he wouldn’t get an answer to what started this mess until you had calmed down a bit. He stroked your back and softly shushed your sobs, waiting patiently for your crying to subside a little. When it finally did and your face was dryer, he pulled away from the hug slightly and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“Can you tell me what’s wrong now, love?”
You nodded, eyes focusing on a certain spot on the floor as you started explaining in a mumble, “It’s stupid, but… Since I can’t make my own dress, I wanted to get it from this particular dressmaker. But with our wedding in 4 months, they won’t have it ready in time.” You looked up at him again to gauge his reaction, your eyes watering again as you tried to go on.
“I tried the other dresses, but they’re just not the same. I just wanted to look pretty for you, and now— now it’s impossible.” Your face crumbled again as you gripped the current dress you were wearing, looking like you wanted to shred it to pieces.
“What do you mean it’s impossible? You always look pretty to me.” Yul said simply, cupping your face in his hands and brushing away some of the new tears that had escaped. He offered you a soft smile, something that would help reassure you that everything was okay.
“I get that this… dress is important to you. You want to wear it more than anything, right?” He asked quietly. Knowing you and how long you had looked forward to getting married, he knew you had probably planned your dream wedding since you were little. It seemed as if you had had your eyes on this particular dress for years now.
You nodded, “If I had more time, I could order the fabrics myself and sew it… But I can’t. This dressmaker has the best fabrics. You know I know everything about fabric— it’s really important for the design. It just won’t work with anything else.” You sighed, seemingly more relaxed about the situation now, but still disheartened.
“Did you design the dress yourself?” Yul questioned. You had always been interested in textiles, and picked it up as your main hobby for most of your life. Most of your wardrobe was made up of your own designs, and you had even designed some pieces for him. Each design was so detailed and stunning; Yul thought you were better than any other designer he had seen.
“Yes. Songrim doesn’t have good seamstresses, Yul. They’ll mess it up, I know they will. This was supposed to be a mockup, but it’s completely different from my original design.” You gestured to the dress you were wearing right now. Yul looked at it again, trying to figure out what you thought was so wrong with it. It looked beautiful to his eyes, but he knew next to nothing about garments.
“We could always… postpone the wedding?” He offered, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. He had already waited so long for this that waiting even longer seemed like torture. But he knew you cared more about the wedding than he did, and he would do anything if it made you happy.
“But… You wanted to get married before Spring.” You reminded him, heart sinking at the thought of postponing the wedding. It was even worse than not being able to wear your dress. It was clear that you would have to sacrifice one or the other.
“I’ll just pick a different design.” You whispered. “Mine was too complicated to complete in 3 months anyway…”
“Are you sure?” Yul’s worry reached his voice, and though you didn’t feel quite sure about the decision now, you knew it would all turn out good enough. It didn’t need to be absolutely perfect, sometimes good enough was something you had to accept.
“I’ll save the design. Our daughter can wear it at her own wedding. I’ll make it for her myself.” You spoke, your smile growing as you thought of the idea.
Yul raised an eyebrow, “Our daughter?”
You glanced back at him, “I know you want one.”
He nodded, his face growing a little flushed, “I-I do, but we’ve… never… talked about it before.”
You laughed, “Well, we just did.” You kissed his lips before any more flustered words could come out of them. Despite the disaster that Yul had found you in, and the fact that the situation was still partially unresolved, the kiss made everything feel okay again. You sighed in content at being able to feel his soft lips against yours. Twelve days had really been far too long.
Your hands found their way into his soft brown hair, threading it through your fingers as the kiss went on. His hand cupped your jaw and his thumb stroked your cheek gently as you finally let all the stress of the afternoon panic leave your body. You giggled when you broke apart, your eyes shining with pure love as you looked at your betrothed. His hair had gotten messy from your fingers and his face was flushed as it always was after a long kiss. But he looked so content and at peace, and you savoured knowing that you brought Yul some rare serenity that he had seldom had the luxury of experiencing in the past few years.
“I can’t wait to call you mine.” You confessed, basking in the silent eye contact that Yul gave you. His eyes seemed to hold a million different emotions, all of them professing his undying love for you.
“You know that I already am, love.” He whispered back, pressing his lips to your temple forehead one more time to complete the statement.
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ily -Seo Yul
Seo yul x reader - soft - fluff - a bit of angst???
a/n: this was a a bit of a rush.
Abandonment was something you’ve normalised as a child. Neither your parents ever gave you the love and affection you were supposed to receive. As their attention were on Cho Yeon and Bu Yeon. Maybe all you could remember growing up was about books, books and more books.
When you were a kid, there was only 4 things you’ve admired to achieve. Jipsu, Ryusu, Tansu, Chisu. It took you 6 months to master everything in secret. The shortest period you could achieve.
What could’ve been hidden was you were a creation of your mother’s love affair. Which in results lead to you being kicked out of Jinyowon right after a fight with your mother, Ho gyeong.
You never learnt your own history. All you knew was your father was a mage in Jinyowon. Was. Because later on he died for getting caught wild. You got closer to a songrim mage named Yul. And for longer, a person that could heal the crack in your heart of an inner child, it’s him.
He was the only person you’ve touched without having the feeling of hatred murder in your mind.
Yul knew you better than anyone else could.
Until you got accepted to Songrim and you no longer feel the need to reminisce your old life. You started a new one at Songrim with Yul by your side.
Other mages never saw you in a battle with anyone. It never came to your mind how you became the topic everyone talked about. You got into songrim Jeongjinak because Yul “helped” you out. That was a false statement.
You watch as the golden toad disappear as each day passes by. It was lessen until it was left only one more. “do you think Beom is going to win?” The sound of Yul’s voice caught your attention as you turned to face him.
“ we don’t know what Uk has on his mind. I don’t think Beom will even step up.” You replied.
But soon before Yul could talk with you, the crown prince guard walked up to him. “the highness wants to see you.”
“Did you do something wrong?” You questioned and Yul had a frown on his face with a slight confusion. But if he did something wrong he would’ve acknowledged it and told you.
So he didn’t do any mistake.
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“i didn’t want to take you as the last duel because I know how close you and Uk are.” The crown prince said as he look at Yul with determination in his eyes. “But I’m not going to be a villain of course. I just really want someone who’s more confident in beating Jang uk.” He continued.
To see Yul and Uk fight was a rare thing to witness. Especially when they both had been best friends since they were teens. No one could deny, Yul is one of the best mages in Jeongjinak. But he hesitates when it comes to a duel with someone he truly cares about.
Maybe if you were a soul shifter running wild, he wouldn’t have the guts to petrify you.
There was a deep silence filled in the air while the crown prince suddenly eyes you who was standing beside Yul.
“I have a suggestion your highness. Let’s have y/n replace me instead?” Beom suggested and Yul eyes was looking at him with a glare.
The crown prince doesn’t know you well. He saw you here and there but never once he had ever thought about you being in a duel against Uk.
“don’t pull someone else in because you couldn’t-”
“ so that was your name? I believe you are Yul’s lover. Am I right?” The crown prince cut Yul’s conversation and the room fell silence again. His grip on your wrist was tighter than usual.
“yes. Your highness.” Yul replied, backing away.
“I never saw her in a duel before. But I believe she is a mage in Jeongjinak for a reason. Beom idea wasn’t bad.” He said and you could feel Yul panicking. Your hand found his, rubbing the palm of his hand. “I believe I can beat Uk under two conditions your highness.” You told him and he was ready to hear your words.
“If I won then Mu deok is automatically under me. And the jade will also be mine.” You look at him, who was holding the small egg jade in his hand.
You couldn’t risk Mu deok in another person’s responsibility. If this was the least you could do for Mu deok as a return of kindness to what she had done for you, then it’ll be worth the pain you’re going to face.
“I can make your time worthwhile your highness.”
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“If you get hurt then I won’t forgive myself. You still have time to withdraw love.” Yul said, holding you as if you were made out of porcelain. A part of you were grateful for a man like him to exist in your life. The warmth feeling started to spread in your heart.
You smile at him before your lips touches his, feeling a curve on the corner of his lips. “please don’t get hurt.”
“I won’t.” You replied and you heard the crown prince announced something and you both know it’s time to go.
He haven’t seen you duel in a long time due to a curse you have in your body. Duel cost energy to drain in you. Recovering will take a while.
The moment you stepped up, you notice someone that had caught your eye. People from Jinyowon, Cheonbugwan, Seongrim and the Royal Family.
“Y/n told me she could give me a great time. Everyone will be here since this will be the last duel with Uk.”
You avoided eye contact with Uk. Unsheathing your sword and Uk began to attack you while you were defending. All you could focus was on the sword clinking each time yours and UK’s sword meet. You didn’t know what happened. You attack Uk by slicing a droplet.
But it never came to your mind to use Tansu. You never wanted to hurt him no matter what was the situation. You stood there with a heavy breath while your knuckles turn white from gripping your sword. There was a few gasp and muttering amongs the crowd but Yul only how you were holding yourself from dropping on your knees.
‘this is the first time to see her fight.’
‘Is this why she’s a mage?’
‘Everyone at Jeongjinak and Songrim knows Yul is dating her.’
‘She managed to perform Tansu. That means she’s as skilled as Yul.’
it’s over.
You used your last strength to smile at Jang uk who was struggling to stand back up. “I guess you did improve a lot.” And when you turn around, you were met with Yul ‘s embrace, before he pulled you away from the people to a more private place.
“I shouldn’t have done that.” you whispered to him, burying your face in his chest as he held you close.
there was a sudden guilt in your heart. the guilt feeling that gave you a sense of deja vu. “it was accidental. you haven’t fought in a long time. You can’t control your mind on what you desire in a fight love.” He replied.
your heart was racing. Your breathing was faster than usual. He took her hands, placing it on his chest so you could follow his breathing properly instead of losing your mind. His soft hands cupped your face before kissing you.
“let rumours believe what they want. You’re under my responsibility and I won’t let a single word hurt you. I love you.”
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adhd meltdown over nu’est……….need to vent
NU’EST - a name that brings about a myriad of intense, tumultuous, goosebump-inducing emotions.
look….ima queue this shit cuz the thought of posting it in real time makes me cringe 💀
sigh. i hate getting this vulnerable. it’s uncomfortable. but i have to get this off my chest. it’s been two years since their disbandment. geez. time flies. and let me just tell you, this time of the year is always so sentimental to me. it hurts. it’s also when my adhd dives into extreme hyperfixation mode for them. no group (except for seventeen and skz) can invoke such feelings from me like nu’est does.
while I can still enjoy their music with love and gratitude even post-disbandment, there are rare occasions where i have to avoid listening to their music because it’s too painful to think of how it all ended. about what could’ve been.
i’ve been a DEVOUT nu’est stan since their debut in 2012 (alongside seventeen in 2013). i saw their peaks and troughs. and it feels like not only did i watch them grow, but also grew up with them.
and no i’m not saying this in a weird, creepy parasocial way. but genuinely in the sense that i’ve been listening to them since i was just a wee little middle schooler. their music, as well as numerous other groups from that era, served as the background music to my life.
thank you nu’est. thank you so much for filling my adolescence with insurmountable happiness during a phase in my life where I was clueless and insecure. thank you for being a source of comfort during my lowest periods. thank you for showing me the importance of grit and not letting a rock bottom phase hinder me from going after what I desire. thank you for helping me find solace in a community of fellow loves whom I still speak with to this day after all these years. and even though it’s been two years since the disbandment, it’s also been 12 years (wtf….no way) since the debut. and i WILL continue enjoying your music from years on out because it transcends time. it will always be a source of comfort and solace for me.
and even though I don’t truly wish to go back to the past, I will always cherish and respect the memories I held with your discography. and even though ot5 is no more, it’ll always be ot5 in my heart. forever and beyond.
every era evokes different eras of my own life - face, action, and hello from when I was just beginning middle school, sleep talking from when i was entering 8th grade. re:birth being released on my 15th birthday 🥺. their string of cringey japanese releases from when i was about to begin high school.
and of course, that segues into my next tangent - q is and beyond. during their inception, they had one of the most viewed debuts of their time and had a promising trajectory. face, action, and hello were all well-received. but then they fell into nugudom after sleep talking. and this was their first korean cb after 2 years. I remember rejoicing in happiness when q is came out. i remember listening to it on the way to my first period english class with my headphones and then continuing listening to it during our silent reading sessions lmao 😭💀. I cried happy tears and voted obsessively for them when they were promo-ing on music shows. they never won. but I was still happy and grateful they were back nonetheless. fast forward to later that year and they came back with an amaaazziingg fall album that i always come back to every september - canvas. this album was a source of comfort for me during that turbulent period coughs….the 2016 election…and when I started taking college classes in high school
we absolutely CANNOT talk about nu’est without discussing broduce 101. this absolute dumpster fire of a show tested my patience so much. I remember being PISSED when intl fans weren’t allowed to vote this season because I wanted to support my boys the same way I supported the pledis girlz who’d soon become p-…p….pristin….but that’s a tangent for another day daahhllliinnggss🥴🥴… i was so unhinged too that I even watched it during class sometimes LMAOOO HELP this is so hilarious to look back at😭💀
anyways I felt that this was simultaneously the best and worst season of p101 ever. most of the contestants were amazing and went on to release some gooood music afterwards. but good fucking god mnet tugged at my heartstrings wayyy too hard. I couldn’t stand it. as someone who is also a dedicated predebut carat, I also watched it for my baby samuel 🥺😢 mnet did both nu’est and sammy so dirty.
I remember the p101 s2 finale so vividly. I remember it like it was yesterday. I promised myself I wouldn’t peek at any social media that day but during lunch break i ACCIDENTALLY opened twitter and the moment I saw the spoilers, tears immediately made their way to my eyes. it broke my heart so bad. that entire day I was a fucking mess trying to make it through my last three classes of the day. the moment I got home, the first thing i did was lock myself in the bathroom and cry for an hour. I then cried even more in the shower.
it hurt me so bad seeing minhyun sobbing like that. the way jr still had the biggest smile on his face with happy tears for minhyun despite not making it into wanna one’s lineup still tests my sanity.
and the final straw? seeing the camera panning to seungcheol’s somber expression and samuel’s parents. and good fucking grief…….I cannot even imagine how seungcheol must’ve felt. I don’t think I could ever fathom the level of sorrow he felt at that very moment. for both nu’est and samuel. seeing all of his former colleagues that he himself grew up with being used as mere pawns by mnet. even after all these years, I still have to hold back tears whenever I dwell on this moment.
luckily that sorrow was soon followed by joy. when they created nu’est w as a workaround for minhyun’s year at wanna one, I was elated to see how successful they were doing on the charts and the way yEoBoSaYoOoO never dies🤣💀
where you at. deja vu. help me. all solid title tracks with immaculate b-sides to top it all off. ahhh. what a breath of fresh air the nu’est w era was. seeing them finally have their redemption after years of ridicule. and look….as much as I adored wanna one, part of me couldn’t wait until minhyun was finally back with nu’est sjsjsjsjsk😭
And when that moment came? OOOOOOF OMG!!!! I cannot stress ENOUGH how much I love happily ever after!!!! WHAT A COMEBACK ALBUM THAT WAS!!! NOT A SINGLE FUCKING SKIP! I still enjoy listening to it. it was an era that showed that they’re finally back in full force.
I felt that this era reflected nu’est in their fullest, highest form. THIS is who nu’est is! THIS is what their music sounds like! THIS is their image. if I were to introduce nu’est to anyone, I’d show them this album first.
later that year, they released the table and a string of songs with spoonz. such an underrated era tbh. not as strong as happily ever after was. but BOY OH BOY these guys KNOW how to drop a solid disco style song. love me is suuuch an ear worm that deserves more appreciation tbh.
and can we talk about THEEEE fucking NOCTURNE!?!?? OH MY GOODNESS WHAT AN ERA!!!! I’m in trouble is one of my fav title tracks next to bet bet. not even joking. reason being is coz as a britney stan, it really reminds me of oops I did it again lmaooo. moondance is one of my fav nuest b-sides EVERRR! AND THE WAY IT WAS PRODUCED BY JC CHASEZ FROM NSYNC TOO!?!??? I never expected to see my worlds colliding like this. just to clarify, I have a love-hate relationship and one-sided beef with nsync because of what justin did to britney. JC DESERVED BETTER! HE DESERVED WHAT J*STIN GOT!!! AGGGH but that’s a tangent for another day daahhlliinnggsss……..😪🤐
the nocturne really comforted me during the pandemic. during this point in time, I remember thinking “wow. it’s been 8 years. and even through this moment of global darkness, they’re still going strong and bringing light to their fans”.
a year later, they released their 2nd full album and their first release under the hybe acquisition and a week before drunk-slayed🥰what a slayful month april was. inside out wasn’t my absolute fav title track but I definitely found it to be a refreshing spring anthem. AND i llooovvee me some nu’solos 🤌🏼🤌🏼
i remember hearing about the news of NU’EST’s disbandment and going WHAT!?!??? it was as if I IMMEDIATELY felt my world turning upside down. I was in the middle of studying for finals AND wrapping up my internship. it was stressful already. i also went on a cold turkey social media fast. BUT I accidentally opened youtube and it threw off my whole vibe when studying for my exams.
I felt like a fucking wreck. It wasn’t until after that shitstorm was over when I actually checked out needle and bubble (lazy ass album thanks to hybe) and sobbed THEEEE absolute UGLIEST tears ever.
it broke my heart to see hybe disbanding nu’est like at the drop of a hat because they were JUST having their second career glory. they threw all of NU’EST’s hard work down the drain. and it’s disappointing because we could’ve seen more nu’enha and nu’txt interactions (living off my very few minhyun and baekho crumbs since they’re still under hybe) 😢 we could’ve seen them and seventeen together being big brothers to the youngsters and witnessed what would’ve been the sweetest, most wholesome interactions ever. sigh. the very few nu’enha and nu’txt interactions that exist are the crumbs I will madly eat.
NU’EST’s lore/backstory is what makes them iconic. and it’s amazing how even to this day they STILL inspire “nugu” idols to get a second chance and redeem themselves. no other group has the story nu’est does and that’s also another reason I respect them so much. what they’ve accomplished is not an easy feat. and their persistence in keeping their dreams alive actually inspires me to keep going in life even when I’m at my lowest. nu’est may be ‘disbanded’, but their story lives on and will continue to inspire and motivate others.
thank you aaron. thank you jr. thank you baekho. thank you minhyun. thank you ren.
thank you nu’est.
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Action! | Ch. 35
Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness
Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon
Work Count: 1.6K
Summary: From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship?
Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)
A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!
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Baekho's POV
"You're a mess." I whispered. Taking the tissue, I wiped away the running eyeliner. "God you look like a raccoon." I said and laughed softly.
"I'm sorry." Ren whispered. "I didn't mean to cry like such a baby." Frowning, I lowered my hand and stared at him. He wasn't a baby, though he did cry like one. But I understood, he was scared of having sex, scared of losing me, and I was scared of losing him. But I knew I was going to do anything to keep him close to me.
"Don't be sorry. We took it slow didn't we?" I asked with a grin. A flush spread across his cheeks and I chuckled. He was just so damn cute.
"Actually we moved a whole lot faster than I thought we would." Ren admitted and I nodded. We moved fairly quickly the moment we got into the room. But he didn't stop me and I didn't get carried away. I played to his needs and when he finally choked up, like I knew he would, I stopped and just held him until he stopped crying.
And that's how we ended up in the bathroom naked. It was nice, what we did and we both got off at least once, I think Ren got off twice though. It wasn't until I tried fingering him that he had issues. And I wasn't sure I was doing it right. Didn't really have time to look up how to have gay sex, or ask anyone really. Anyone being Aron and Minhyun.
"We did and it was fun right?" I asked, slipping my arms around his waist, pulling him close to me.
"It was." Ren said and smiled. His arms wrapped around my waist and I smiled. I liked being in his arms as much as I liked holding him in mine. Before I always thought that this was a friendly gesture, but looking back, deep down I knew I liked this more than a friend should. I liked holding Ren and touching him and now, I love kissing him. Another thing I got upset up about when he closed up towards me.
"And it didn't get uncomfortable until the end right?"
"Right." Ren said with a nod.
"So see, you weren't scared of everything. Just the big thing. Which we can work on okay?" I said and kissed his cheek gently.
"I know we can." Ren said as he stared up at me. Sighing, he rested his head on my shoulder. Rocking him gently, I stroked his back. "I still feel so embarrassed that I cried like that. You hadn't really done anything, just touched me." He whispered.
"And it's okay." I said and pulled back. Grabbing Ren's chin, I lifted his head so he could stare at me. "Baby it's scary. I know I would feel the same if you were doing that to me. I understand, so don't feel embarrassed." I told him.
"And I won't do it again until you're ready, no matter how long that takes." I assured him.
"Really?" Ren asked, eyes wide. I nodded to him and he grinned. "Oh Baekho! I love you so much!" He exclaimed as he moved his arms from my waist to my neck and kissed me happily. I let out a small laugh as our lips met, my arms tightening as I held him against me tightly. Pulling back, I licked my lips.
"I love you too Ren." Kissing him again, I sighed happily. "Let's go back to the bed now. I think we have enough time to please each other again before someone comes looking for us." I said. Ren nodded eagerly and stepped away from me. Letting him go, I took his hand and led him out of the bathroom and back to the bed for a little more loving.
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Minhyun's POV
Oh my god, I can't believe all that has happened in the past few weeks and the tour isn't even over yet! I can only imagine what's going to happen when we get home. And I'm not looking forward to it. I love Ren to death and all, but he is seriously fucking up this relationship he's in. I understand he's scared of sex, I was too at first, but I didn't let that fear stop me and Aron. But Ren is different than me, far more...what's the word?
Delicate?
Sensitive?
Feminine?
A combination of all those words. He is...our maknae and he takes things differently than the rest of us. He's also stubborn as a damn horse and if he doesn't open his eyes and realize what he's doing to his relationship, he's going to regret it. Baekho isn't a saint either. He's not helping the situation at all, but I can't blame the guy. He looks so lost when I stare at him and I feel so bad.
But that doesn't excuse him for his actions and he deserved each and every punch he got from me. But hopefully with JR talking to them, everything will work out. They'll work it out somehow and we won't feel so much tension. I'm sure our fans feel the tension at the concerts.
And let's not get on the subject of Aron. I don't know what was up with him and trying to get me and JR to work on things. So far we have, going at our own pace. I'm fact, we're almost back to normal. We can hold civil conversations, we can be alone together for a short time. While I don't think I could ever forgive him for what he did, he is slowly gaining back my trust and we are becoming friends again. I'm thankful for that. I do miss the times JR and I would just hang out together. Those were the good old days.
Stretching, a grunt left me as bones cracked and I felt so much better. Walking to my door, I pulled out the room key and slid it into the slot. Waiting for green, I opened the door and walked in. It was quiet, which was strange because I had left Aron alone. It had taken a lot of convincing to the two that I wouldn't go find Baekho and kill him. I believed JR when he said that Ren and Baekho were going to work on their relationship, so I wasn't going to interrupt that and possibly ruin the chances of them ever getting back together.
Walking into the open room, I stared at the bed and smiled. The old man was fast asleep. I shouldn't say that though, making fun of Aron like that. The other had been sounding horse lately and seemed sluggish as of late. I think he's getting sick and I feel so bad for him. Which means we're probably going to miss him at one or more concerts.
Shaking my head, I moved to the small table by the window and sat down. I looked over the mess of papers, pictures and random items fondly. A blue piece of paper caught my attention and I picked it up. It was a small note from JR.
'Minhyun,
I tucked Aron-hyung in. He said he wasn't feeling good and he looked a bit sick. I'll let manager-hyung know so we can get him taken care of so hopefully he won't miss any of the concerts on the tour. I checked on Ren and Baekho while you were out and they were getting to know each other...on the bed I sleep on in the room I share with Baekho.
I didn't mean to catch them, but I did and it got me to thinking about things, things I've been thinking about on and off for the past few months. It's crazy what's going on in my head and I don't understand it. But there is something inside me that's just, I guess screaming at me.
Anyway, I'm sure I've got you confused now, so I'll just tell you what I need to tell you and work out the rest later when you confront me about it.
Minhyun, I love you.
See you later at rehearsal.
Your leader,
Jonghyun~'
I read the note about three or four times more and each time my heart skipped a few beats. Despite what we've been through, and the fact that I probably will never forgive him for being a closed minded homophobic ass, I still love him. JR was the first man I've ever loved, though not the first guy I've liked, which are two totally different feelings. He's my first love and all I've ever wanted was for him to love me too.
And nearly six months and countless dates and love making with Aron later, he finally says it. And worst of all, my first thought is to dump Aron and go to JR. But I can't do that. Aron has been there for me through it all. He's the second man I've ever loved and I do love him. But the prospect of being with JR, it's almost irresistible. I'm not that kind of person, and I know if I go to JR like that, Aron would think I was simply using him and that's not the case.
Oh god, what do I do?
I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash. Getting up, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and moved to the bed Aron was laying on. Pulling back the covers, I crawled in behind him. Pulling the covers back up, I slid my arm around his waist and kissed his cheek gently. He shifted back against me and moaned softly, but never woke.
"I love you." I whispered softly as I got comfortable, spooning him. Resting my head on the pillow, I stared at the back of his head for a moment before closing my eyes.
What the hell am I going to do?
#Nu’est#Nu’est fanfic#Baekho#Ren#Minhyun#Jr#Aron#Dongho#Minki#Jonghyun#Baekren#Minron#Baekren fanfic#Minron fanfic#Nu’est imagines#Nu’est scenarios#Baekren imagines#Baekren scenarios#Minron imagines#Minron scenarios#Kpop#Fanfic#Kpop fanfic#Kpop scenarios#Action!#Romance#Humor#Fluff#Internalized homophobia#Externalized homophobia
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nu'est saying they've read fanfiction. minhyun saying on a national tv that he's seen fanfics where the members are in love. fans telling nu'est not to read fanfics and them responding with "why they're fun tho." we will never get 2nd gen kpop back ever again
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Healing
Summary: Doctor Hwang was regarded as one of the gifted doctors within the Children’s department by all those who came into his path. He could do no wrong, but you were able to see another side to him, freeing him from the shackles of being the perfect doctor.
Pairing: Hwang Minhyun x reader
Genre: fluff, romance, medical
Warnings: death / medical terms
Word count: 2251
If there was one reason to visit the children’s ward at Seoul National University Hospital, it was for Doctor Hwang.
All those who walked through the department doors left with smiles on their faces and appreciation for the resident doctor. Children who would fear getting treatment would soon be giggling and willing, parents were instantly at ease knowing their child was in capable hands, and the nurses all came to work ready for another day assisting the gifted doctor.
It didn’t help that he was handsome, often mothers soon forgetting their significant other, fawning over the young doctor with lots of arm touches and laughter. And of course, Doctor Hwang took this all in his side, patiently thwarting off their attention with his genuine mannerisms, able to placate the mother and attend to the child all in one go. The amount of arranged blind dates he had received with relatives or older daughters were in the hundreds now from the past two years of working in the ward and they never slowed down either.
It was because Doctor Hwang was such a perfect example of a good human. He was kind and gentle, treated everyone equally and went the extra mile to help anyone he could.
It was why it came as a surprise to you to hear him let out a string of expletives and bang on the wall in frustration one morning, the doctor not aware that you were in the medical supply closet counting the syringe inventory around the corner. Your eyes went wide and you peered around to see who it was, Doctor Hwang staring down at his phone with tears building within his dark eyes. Deciding to give him his privacy, you shrunk back, trying to keep yourself from being nosy.
And then you accidentally dropped the clipboard you were writing numbers for the stock take down on, gasping inaudibly at your disruption. You didn’t dare look to see his reaction, and soon you heard the door open and close, being left alone reeling over what had just occurred.
It made it harder to look at Doctor Hwang from that day onwards, his smiling face and genuine behaviour always slightly tarnished by that incident. Although you knew everyone had their down days, for some reason you had this foolish idea that Doctor Hwang was immune to this. Even after asking the other nurses who had been there longer than you, they all mentioned they had never seen him have a bad moment ever. It confused you, and intrigued you to try to understand him more. This was made easier when a fellow nurse Seora went off on maternity leave, putting you in her place as his assisting nurse for most of your shifts.
You began to build a team rapport that you rated second to none, both understanding what was needed from each other efficiently, whilst maintaining a calm and fun environment for the kids. Doctor Hwang would rely on you to keep him up to date on his patients when he wasn’t in the department and appreciated the level of proficiency you kept to in every file. Although you were stationed within the ward, and not the surgical team, you were gaining experience there because he often called you in as a scrub nurse, saying little things like ‘he couldn’t do a good job without you there’. It was nonsense of course; he was the main star within that environment. It made you feel special all the same and slowly as the weeks passed by, you started to forget about that day in the supply room, just enjoying how fulfilled you felt at the end of each shift, clocking out with a smile. Soon, you were on a first name based level, Minhyun often coming to eat dinner in the staff room with you if you both had time to eat and a couple of times he had even given you a lift home. It was comfortable working alongside him and you were often grateful towards him for the growth in your knowledge as a nurse within the hospital.
“Hello Seojun, how are you today?”
The small boy dropped his book and grinned up at your arrival, his eyes glued to the doctor at your side. “Doctor Hwang!”
“Can we check you over by chance?” Minhyun asked and the boy’s head nodded immediately, the smile not leaving his face.
Minhyun gave you a nod and you moved forward with your equipment, checking the seven year old’s stats and recited them off to the doctor. He nodded and tapped at his tablet, reading over the notes you knew he had already been checking through on the way to start his rounds. You smiled and waited to see what his next instruction was.
“Okay Seojunnie, can I listen to your chest?” Minhyun placed on his stethoscope and examined the child, sighing a little, but maintaining his warm composure. He then turned to you, his eyes a little serious. “His bronchial tubes are still not functioning effectively, even with the use of oxygen. We need to get another chest scan done. Do you know where his mother is today?”
“She comes in at eleven.”
“We’ll need to meet with her when she’s in to discuss the findings of the scan.” He then pulled out his phone and rung through to book it in, a habit of his to ensure what he asked for was completed before he left any patient.
Whilst he did so you turned to the child, gently ruffling his hair. “We’re going to go on a small trip out soon okay?”
“Will it be scary?”
“Of course not!” you reassured, smiling down at Seojun. “Would I ever take you anywhere bad?”
Seojun grinned and reached over to hug you, Minhyun turning to see the embrace. He smiled and nodded at you to follow him and after saying your goodbyes, you moved into the next room and onto the next patient. But you could tell he wasn’t as attentive as usual, his brows constantly knitting together and becoming perplexed every time he wasn’t examining a patient.
“Are you okay?” you asked and Minhyun flinched at your voice entering his thoughts, glancing down at you and then letting out a sigh.
“I’m concerned about Seojun. It’s not looking good right now. If he comes down with bronchial pneumonia-”
“We won’t let it get to that stage,” you cut in, placing a hand tentatively on his lower arm, the taller man staring at your hand and then at you. You tried to smile encouragingly. “We’ll find a way to help him, okay?”
He sighed and diverted his eyes. “Why is it always you seeing me at my worst?”
You frowned as he walked away from you then, wondering what he meant.
Time travelled, Seojun recovered and was discharged, and there were always new cases that brought your team challenges along the way. Most of the time you were successful in healing the children but there was always one or two that made an impact, who pulled at your heartstrings and then departed too soon. Those were the hardest moments and as you dropped the phone, your eyes filled with tears, unable to comprehend the sentence your charge nurse had just said to you.
Just yesterday, Yoomi was smiling and laughing with you as you checked over her vitals, telling you how she wanted to grow up and be a nurse, just like you.
You didn’t want to believe otherwise and as the tears slipped down your cheeks in grief, you attempted to think of a way to bring her back, to keep her dream alive.
And then one person came to mind.
You rushed out of the ward you were in and to the doctors’ offices, banging once on the door and then opened it up. Minhyun was nowhere to be seen and his mobile was uncharacteristically left on his desk. He carried that around like a life support and you knew he couldn’t be far, turning on your heel and trying to think of where to find him. You tried a couple of places before opening the stairwell door and rocked back on your feet, finding the doctor in a crumpled mess on the stairs.
You hadn’t been aware that you were still crying until you dropped down beside him, Minhyun snapping his head up to see who it was, before grabbing your hand and burying his head into your shoulder.
He wasn’t crying as much as you but he was shaking with his emotions, his grip on your hand cascading in waves, sometimes tighter, and other moments you wondered if he had let go. He was the most vulnerable you had ever seen him and if you weren’t already caught up in your own emotions over the loss of Yoomi, you would have been shocked to see the man so unhinged.
He had never been like this in front of you before.
After some time, the tears stopped and a comfortable silence fell between you both. Minhyun had lifted his head from your shoulder but his hand still encased yours, his thumb mindlessly rubbing gentle circles over it.
“We should get back,” you said tiredly, knowing that you both couldn’t just sit in the stairwell all day, even though you had no energy to move.
“Y/N,” he started and you glanced over at the doctor, his eyes not lifting from his lap where your hand rested. “It was you who saw me that day.”
“Uh, mm.”
“Do you know why I asked for you to replace Seora?” You shook your head. Minhyun finally glanced at you and smiled. “Because you were the first to see me like this. Everyone else is so determined to view me as this majestic doctor who merely looks at a child and it’s healed. No one took the time to see how hard I work, assuming my talent would get me out of any tricky situation. And whilst I never see myself as fake, I felt bound to that role, the happy doctor. Humans aren’t always happy.”
He took a moment to steady his emotions again and let out a hollow laugh. “You saw me crack and didn’t make a big deal about keeping me to that same mold. I noticed your stares trying to uncover the real me.”
“I didn’t mean to offend you,” you mentioned embarrassedly and Minhyun shook his head.
“I’m glad you did that. I’m glad you’ve been at my side for all these months assisting me. We have a good work ethic together through the good and bad.” He smiled, looking back at your hand, his circling motion becoming more concentrated. “Whenever I’ve lost a child, this is where I come. To say sorry to the universe, to beat myself up for not finding the right answer in time. To pray they move on without any more pain. Not one person has ever thought to come and find me until I’ve pulled myself back together. Not until you.”
His eyes found yours again and the stare was intense. You swallowed. “Is it bad that I-”
His lips found yours gently then, your eyes widening at the sudden gesture, before fluttering shut and feeling him press against you. All rationale was lost in that moment, your free hand moving up to grip onto his shoulder as the kiss deepened. And then he pulled away, his eyes were warmer than you had ever seen them before.
“I’m glad you keep looking at me. I’m thankful towards you more than you realise. And, I like you. A lot more than I should. I hope that this won’t affect our working condition.”
You realised just how long you had been looking towards the doctor with a similar gaze, how often you went the extra mile to help him, to talk about everything with him. All this time you had just felt it was because you were close as professionals, not understanding that you were both building something more unspoken between you. You smiled, moving your hand up to cup the side of his face gently. He instantly nuzzled into your touch, which made your smile grow.
“I like you too.”
“I kind of guessed with how you kissed me back like that,” he said with a faint blush and you bit your lip shyly. The emphasis on your mouth made him sigh and tear his eyes away from you, and then he got up, pulling you up in the process. “We better get back to where we belong.”
“Isn’t it right here?” you suggested and he looked around you both and then frowned. You held up your still linked hands and smiled. “I meant here.”
Minhyun grinned, albeit a bit shy from your forwardness, and nodded. He shifted your hand up to his mouth and kissed it lightly and then started towards the door. “With you at my side, I know we’ll be making a lot of good choices from here out. Let’s go help some more children together, hm?”
You nodded, letting go of his hand and stepping out into the bustling hallways, no one noticing the renewed expressions upon your faces or the stealing of glances at each other. But once you were back in the ward and attending to the children and their families, you remembered back to why everyone loved Doctor Hwang.
He wasn’t perfect, but he was human. And he was the human you loved.
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i keep thinking about like seo yul who has been hired to be a personal guard to the reader. and she's either like the daughter of a rly noble family or a princess just someone rly highly established in society who needs protection
and yul falls in love as soon as he sees her, he's literally so whipped he would do whatever she asked him. and once she realizes that he's not gonna tell her what to do like everyone else in her life, she starts to fall too. and like he helps her sneak out and they're just idiots in love <//3
LIKE U JUST KNOW YUL WOULD BREAK THE RULES WHEN HES SO SO IN LOVE CAUSE HE DID IT BEFORE AND THAT THOUGHT MAKES MY BRAIN GO CRAZY SKDFJSK
training // calming balm
author's note. HI ZANNA CUTIE THANK J FOR THE YUL REQ LIKE I NEEDED RHAT IN MY LIFE!!! i hope u enjoy it bc personally i feel like it isnt the best thing i’ve written :(
summary. yul falls for you // soft moments w yul as your guard
word count. 3,6k
“a bodyguard?” seo yul repeated in disbelief, eyes wide and directed at his uncle. his voice echoed in the wide room as the older man just nodded.
“the l/n family just moved here and they’re a well respected people. their daughter was raised not to cause any harm and live peacefully; therefore, in case of an attack she wouldn’t be able to protect herself” park jin explained calmly. yul just nodded “it’s not going to be a permanent occupation, only until the time they find a professional guard for their daughter”
“i understand” yul bowed gently.
“i’m glad. we’ll pay them a visit in a while, i’d want you to go with me” park jin announced. his nephew didn’t say anything, just nodded. the older watched him leave the room almost as quietly as a rustle of wind.
yul was smiling gently while talking to your parents, genuinely invested in why they moved here. the tea that was served was truly delightful and he couldn’t help himself but ask for more. when the discussion topic turned into a political one, the young mage looked around the garden. the gazebo they were seated in was cozy and prettily decorated, you could see the majority of the open space with one’s bare eye.
suddenly, yul saw a movement behind the peony bushes. he straighted his back and his hand rested on the grip of his sword.
eyes trained on the bush, he frowned upon hearing some voices.
out of the blue, someone fell from the bushes with a yelp. everyone looked that way, lady l/n letting out a huff.
“there she is… gods, this child will make me die because of an heart attack one day” she mumbled.
indeed, there was a young lady standing in front of the peony bush. she was dusting off the pink flower petals and leaves from her pastel purple hanbok. everyone could notice she was saying something to herself and seemingly, she didn’t realise she wasn’t alone.
“this is our daughter, y/n” your father sighed.
you looked up and suddenly saw the four people’s gazes on you. blood of embarrassment rushing to your cheeks, you approached them.
bowing gently you greeted the guests and a young man caught your attention. it seemed that you caught his too – he was staring at you in awe.
“greetings” you mumbled and refused to look at the unfamiliar people.
“where have you been– you know what? i done even wish to know. this is your new bodyguard, seo yul” your father pointed at the young man in light purple hanbok. you smiled upon realising it had the shade as yours. sending him a nod, he bowed.
his face was truly handsome and being honest, you were glad it was him and not the older man seated next to him.
“it is my pleasure to meet you. i promise, a single hair won’t fall off your head as long as i’ll be guarding you” he said softly. his ebony irises were glued to you, enchanted by your beauty. park jin just lifted the corner of his lips in a smirk, noticing how smittened his nephew is.
“and your name is…?” you asked, ignoring the look your mother sent your way.
“seo yul, lady l/n” the brown haired man replied, his feline-alike features causing you to study his face. then, your gaze fell upon his plum-shaded hanbok with tender, blueish sewings forming peonies. how ironic.
“i like your hanbok, seo yul” you smiled and bowed, then looked at your parents “i still need to unpack my baggage so if you’ll excuse me, i shall get going”
they just nodded and dived back in to the conversation whereas the young mage’s eyes followed you until you disappeared inside the house.
you were so pretty and graceful yet – unlike choyeon – you had a rebellious spark in your eye. something in you just intrigued seo yul and he didn’t even notice when he tried to drink from an empty porcelain cup.
the young mage arrived at your residence, the warm sun heating up his skin pleasantly. the fresh air was filled with the scent of flowers that blossomed in the garden, the birds’ singing beautifully filling in the silence.
someone from the servants led him to your chamber and knocked gently, looking at the new addition to the staff.
“lady y/n is very… childish. please, don’t be afraid to tell her no if she has an ridiculous idea or a foolish request” they said. yul frowned and suddenly the door opened, your maid looking the man up and down.
“you may come in” she said and yul stepped inside.
“who is it?” your voice rung in the room yet you weren’t nowhere in sight. only when your maid came to the folding screen and stepped behind it, he realised you’re there.
blush hit his cheeks and he shook his head.
“it’s seo yul, lad–” he started.
“we’re the same age, i assume. please, don’t use any of the honorific words and nicknames” you hummed and then said something to your maid “this ribbon, please”
yul looked around the room. he didn’t spend much time with noble women except choyeon, yet he thought it’s something known that women tend to be tidy. well…
maybe your room was somehow clean, it definitely had it’s own charm. history books on the floor, along with calligraphy supplies. horse-themed ornaments scattered on the wooden furniture, makeup tools next to a pretty mirror and… empty plates.
“can you show me around the city today, yul?”
his gaze snapped up and he felt his face get warm when he noticed you caught him staring. but there was no anger or disgust in your eyes, no. pure amusement and excitement.
“of course” he nodded, taking in the sight of you. today, you decided to wear a faint yellow hanbok. the sewings at the bottom of the dress were gold and formed a beautiful scenery: young deers, forest plants and wild birds. the rest of the clothing, including the frame of your sleeves, was white. there was a yellow ribbon in your braided hair.
“we shall go, then” you grinned and energetically stormed out of the room. he looked shocked at the maid. the older lady just sighed, dramatically wiping her forehead.
“good luck” she just mumbled and seo yul chased after you, with a love-struck smile.
“so? what are you going to show me? can we see the mage place?” you asked, not even turning around when you heard his footsteps approaching.
you knew he’d say no: you heard that only mages were allowed to enter the place and after all – sadly – you were no mage.
“sure, i’ll take you to jeongjinjak. but be aware that the mages might not be too pleased to see you there” he answered casually and just when he caught up with you, you halted your movements. yul realised he had to stop and turn around, blinking.
“really?” you asked in disbelief, lips forming into a huge smile.
“of course, why not?” seo yul returned your smile.
“i thought… ah, it doesn’t matter. we should go, then” you hummed happily.
yul already knew that he won’t be able to resist you.
“oh my, it’s beautiful here” you sighed when you entered jeongjinjak. the place was spacious and quiet, the air filled with a feeling of seriousness and a scent of old books “do you live here?”
yul nodded, his hand intertwined behind his back as you two strolled around the place carefully.
“my uncle is in charge of this place” yul added. passing by some young mages that were training, you sent them a sweet smile and bowed gently.
they all stared at you in awe, immediately losing focus and stumbling over their own feet. giggling at that, you failed to notice the disapproving look yul sent them.
“i always wanted to at least possess the power ryusu” you hummed sadly “but my parents were never willing to find me a teacher, even though they know some of the stages themselves. selfish, isn’t it?”
you turned to yul and his apologetic smile. there was a certain softness in his features, a look that was different to what you always stumble upon. most of the people assumed you’re a spoiled brat and treated you this way. but yul was the only one who didn’t: he was carefully listening and genuinely cared about what you said.
“i can teach you the basics, y/n” he offered and before you could burst out with happiness, he quickly added “but it must remain a secret between us”
“of course it will” you grinned and quickly went to hug him. you realized your actions and froze, feeling ashamed of your impulsiveness. seo yul noticed that and his heart ached with a strange feeling. were you taught to suppress your emotions? “thank you so much, yul”
“it will be my pleasure, la– y/n” he smiled, ebony irises glinting with happiness. you held eye contact for a mere moment longer before there was a sudden bang.
it was the mages in training who were just staring at you and didn’t notice that they tripped over the edge of the passage.
spending time with yul became a part of your routine. however, it wasn’t a negative thing. you loved his company; for the first time ever you felt like you had a friend. someone who truly cared for you.
a knock at your door caused you to smile. yul had a specific pattern of knocking – it sounded like a tender melody, rhythmic but pleasant to listen to.
“come in!” you hummed, finishing braiding your hair. your guard entered, bowing and scanning your figure (not so) secretly.
“good morning” he hummed, stepping in. you could read it on his face that he wanted to add something but halted from doing so. ‘you look stunning today’ was what lingered on his lips, albeit his shyness prevented him from wording it out.
“what should we do today?” you asked, tilting your head.
you adored seo yul – he always kept up with your ideas and temper. most of the maids were old and always too tired to even take a short walk. even though he wasn’t your maid – and certainly, he wasn’t old – he never had a problem with taking strolls around the city or showing you the neighbourhood . sometimes it included walking through hills, high grasses and small rivers. but he was always willing to do so.
“is there something particular you wish to do?” he asked, his tender voice calm as always.
“not really, no” you shook your head.
“then, we could go–”
he wasn’t meant to finish when your mother barged into the room. her face morphing into relief when she noticed you.
“you’re here, good. do not leave the house today, i heard there are some… civil commotions in the city. and it’s been dangerous lately” she said and her eyes met yul’s. he bowed “oh, you’re here. you can go home now. y/n’s not leaving the household today”
“but mother, i–” you started.
“no. it’s too dangerous” she cut you off and left, the maids closing the door behind her.
yul watched your features grow sad and his heart sank. you lost your excitement, eyes gradually fogging with a strange, bland emotion.
“it’s fine. i’m not in the mood anymore, you can go home” you mumbled, turning your face to the window.
“i’m not in the position to disobey your mother’s orders, however i’m your guard” yul offered and carefully studied your reaction “and not to brag or be overconfident, but you’re going to be safe under my watch”
there was a ghost of a smile dancing on your lips as you played with the hem of your hanbok.
“mhm… and what if my parents found out?” you hummed, cocking your eyebrow.
“i’d take the responsibility” yul said seriously. shaking your head, you stood up.
“no need, i was just teasing you. shall we go, then? where are we going, anyway?” you asked.
“to the market. i believe you haven’t seen it yet, y/n?” he asked with a tender smile.
“no, our maids do the duty of providing food…” you hesitated and stopped yul before he left. his eyes widened when he felt your hand on his chest “how are we going to leave? it’s the middle of the day, everyone will see us”
“just trust me, lady” he hummed and slid his hand to grab yours “may i?”
you nodded. yul’s gentle and smooth hand took in yours, as if scared that he’ll cause harm. blush spreading across your cheeks, you looked away and let him lead you.
seo yul was like a cat – his moves were sharp and calculated, paying attention to if someone is coming or not. in no time, you left through the back door and the garden. finding yourself in the middle of a busy street, you looked at him with wide eyes and a smile of gratitude.
“i’ll be using this route” you grinned and saw a flash of fear go through his face.
“no, don’t do that… you’ll get hurt or…” he started and you let out a gasp, drawing some passersby’s attention.
“what is that? that colorful thing? wait, yul, are those parrots?” you yelped in excitement and he couldn’t help but laugh sincerely. his features dropped when you ran off.
“wait a moment!” he giggled, adoring your excitement.
yul walked you through the market, explaing who’s selling what. the delicious smells and colors surrounded you, mouth agape as you took in all the amazing views. the young mage was stealing glances at you and how adorable you were while doing that.
“oh, the sweets!” he hummed and noticed you look that way curiously.
“can we get some?” you asked.
“of course” he grinned, hands interlocked behind his back. he followed you slowly while you already approached the seller. eyes meeting, you stood closer to him once yul arrived.
“what are we having? my treat!” you grinned “all of them look delicious…”
“my favourite are the pine pollen tea ones” he mumbled shyly, pointing at the greenish cookies.
“well then, we’ll have each one of everything” you hummed and noticed the seller’s eyes widen.
“ah, yul!”
you both turned around and saw a man with blonde hair approach you. while yul was distracted, you said something to the snack seller.
“what a beautiful lady… my name is park danggu” the blond man bowed dramatically as you stared him up and down.
“uh-uh. nice to meet you, i’m l/n y/n” you smiled and frowned, looking at yul. he just smiled.
“that’s a friend of mine” your guard explained and noticed all the snacks are already packed, waiting for you. suddenly, yul had a strange feeling ache in his heart: he did not want you to talk too much with danggu. “shall we go home?”
“oh, already?” you pouted, grabbing the bag. yul took it from you, fingers brushing against each other. blush spread on both of your cheeks. danggu smiled upon that.
“yeah, i’m busy either way. i will see you around, yul. don’t come home too late, though” danggu wiggled his brows and was off before yul could even say something.
“he’s silly” you snickered and poked his arm. yul seemed flustered.
on your way back you chatted all the time. you decided you won’t go anywhere once you’re home, so you dismissed yul to go back (only after thanking him for his company, of course).
once back at jeongjinjak, yul was surprised to see a package addressed for him.
it turned out you bought all the pine pollen tea snacks for him and had them delivered at his dorm.
the mage couldn’t help but melt and smile absentmindedly at the gesture.
for a couple of days yul was dismissed from his duties: your parents gave him some spare time and you said you’re not in the mood to leave the house. it left him pondering if something is wrong and decided to ask you if everything is alright.
the time he spent without you made him realise something: life is bland when you’re not by his side. you’re so lively and energetic, yet so adorable at the same time. he missed you and had this tingling feeling in his heart whenever you weren’t around. yul was looking forward to the day he’ll meet you again.
after finally coming back to his duties, he went right away to your chamber. it was late and dark outside but a messenger called him, saying it was urgent. the mage thought something dangerous was happening.
“y/n?” yul asked, coming into the room. there was a couple of candles lighting up the room, shadows dancing on the walls.
“yul! let’s go out!” you whisper-yelled, grabbing his hands. a pleasant warmth spread through his body before he processed your words.
“what? i thought it was an emergency and you got hurt…” he mumbled.
“no, no. i’m fine. just bored to death… are there any horses…?” you asked hesitantly.
“h-horses?” he choked out, eyes widening. you shrugged nonchalantly.
“i feel like going on a horse ride”
you are insane.
“sure, we’ll find something” he scoffed, shaking his head. he shouldn’t be doing this; none of this, at all. he’s about to sneak out with a lady he was supposed to protect and do something that could potentially harm you. which, he was here to prevent in the first place.
but he couldn’t help it! he felt like you put a spell on him, he just wasn’t able to resist.
“we shall go then, my lady” he hummed. good thing the room was dimmed, otherwise he’d see how your face reddened with a shade of ruby-alike shade of the yin and yang jade.
yul held your hand gently and helped you leave through the window. erupting into quiet giggles when you almost stepped on his feet or when you passed the peony bush where he first saw you. under the cover of dark night sky, yul led you to a nearest stallion. he looked around, making sure no one saw you.
“y/n, do you even know how–” he turned around and gasped when he saw you already on the horse.
“can we go to the pretty fields? please…” you mumbled. yul nodded slowly and hopped on a horse too, leading the way.
“we should be back before sunrise…” he mumbled. there was a look of calmness in your face, almost unfamiliar.
wind in your hair, the sound of horse hooves pleasantly clacking against the ground underneath the starry sky caused your heart to soothe. the smell of fresh grass and yul’s silhouette beautifully framed by moonlight – it was a moment that you wanted to stay in forever.
arriving at the fields, you stopped next to a small stream. the water was rustling pleasantly, hypnotizing you. yul realized that you stopped following him and turned around, looking at you. something was troubling your mind, clearly.
“yul-ah”
even in the faint light you saw his eyes widen. cute.
“yes, y/n?” he asked, voice gentle.
“i think i… no. um, actually, no. i’ve been practising ryusu! can i show you?” you asked and he nodded, locking his hands between his back.
you put your body strength on your legs, focusing to keep your moves sharp and clean. chest moving up and down to keep your breathing regular and steady. just when you thought you got it–
“y/n, i think… my heart longs for you when you’re not present but then it acts as if it was possessed whether you hold my hand… i’d rather look at you than all of the stars or beautiful ornaments” yul said, his words carried by wind.
letting out a shaky breath, you looked at him. moonlight shining on his handsome face and somewhat scared eyes.
“why did i say that…” he mumbled.
you let out a melodic laugh and ran up to him, wrapping hands around his neck. yum was startled but held you gently.
“you fool” you mumbled, smiling against the fabric of his hanbok “my heart calls out for you too. i’ve been meaning to say that for while, that’s why i needed some time alone”
“huh?”
you leaned away and gently grabbed his face, cupping his cute cheeks.
“you’re the only one who understands me, yul-ah. i bask in your warmth and kindness, your spirit makes me feel alive– can… can i kiss you? i’m out of words” you asked. yup nodded shyly, unsure what to do with his hands.
placing your lips on his plump ones, he instinctively wrapped hus hands around your waist. pulling you closer and smiling softly into the kiss.
when you felt like you were running out of your breath, he pulled away.
“you need more training though…”
a frown formed on your face and he snickered.
“with ryusu?” you asked, unable to believe he just said that.
“no– well, yes. if you train your breathing, you’ll be able to kiss longer” a smirk danced on his lips “or the other way around. fortunately for you, i can help with such matter”
suddenly his eyes widened, the flirty behaviour disappeared in a blink of an eye.
“don’t tell your parents. or my uncle. we’re kind of… breaking the rules”
“i won’t” you smiled sweetly and tip-toed to smooch his cheek.
years spend alone without friends or love, barely with your parents caused your heart to ache in a mysterious and hurtful way. but now, with yul by your side, a soothing feeling washed over it as if someone put a calming balm. a balm called love.
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PERFECT REUNIONS
genre. fluff. hurt/comfort.
warnings. a lot of crying and a lot of kissing lol. spoilers for aos s1 finale/s2 ep1 ig... but also not rly like idkkkk???
pairing. seo yul x fem!reader.
wc. 1.5k.
a/n. for @candewlsy my lovely and skdjks pls this fic had me sobbing and giggling while writing im low-key obsessed (and maybe back in my aos/yul era.)
“What!? He’s back?!” Your eyes widened and you practically bounced up at hearing the words from one of the servants. You had barely even heard the name of your lover since he had left 3 years ago, and after a couple of months, you had even stopped receiving letters despite his promise to you that he would keep sending them.
You were already rushing out of the house the second you processed the words. “Ma’am, I have been informed that Young Master Seo Yul is staying at Chwiseonru. He arrived this afternoon.”
It was already dark out and entirely improper for you to be travelling alone at this time, but you felt like you didn’t have a single second to spare to call for Eunju, your maid. It took 20 minutes to get to Chwiseonru from your family’s home, but with your hurried steps, you made it in half the time. Juwol knew you well and already could tell what had brought you here from your slight panting as you struggled to catch your breath.
“Y/n! You’re out so late? Without Eunju?” She sounded concerned, but she understood your urgency. There had barely been a mention of Yul after the chaos at Choyeon’s wedding 3 years ago. You had been too preoccupied with helping your best friend through her mourning and anger to even say a proper goodbye to him.
Now that things were as back to normal as they could get, you were desperate to see the face you had longed for every night and day for so long. Juwol didn’t dawdle any longer before disclosing which room Yul was staying in, and you were quick to rush up the stairs and down the hall.
Standing in front of the door, you were hit with a sudden nervousness. You had been separated for so long, but now were only a room apart. It only took one push for you to see his face again. His beautiful face that you had missed so much.
But doubt filled you as you stalled there, standing just outside like the fool you were. What if he had forgotten you? What if he had found someone else in his time away? What if he didn’t want to see you?
But you shook all your thoughts aside and with your last bit of courage, knocked softly on the door.
“Yes?”
Your heart raced at the sound of his voice, and it suddenly all felt a little more real. He really was back. He was just behind this door. You pushed it open a little shakily, feeling almost as if you couldn’t breathe as you watched his eyes look up to meet yours.
He was dressed in a simple light purple set of hanbok and his hair was maybe a little longer than you had last seen, his eyes a little more worn with experience. They held a drowsiness which you knew all too well, and with a quick glance at the table he sat at, you acknowledged the bottle of wine he had been drinking.
His eyes widened as soon as he saw you, and you swore they even brightened upon seeing your face. He stood up quickly, but he was clearly very drunk, and he stumbled a bit. You rushed over to him like it was second nature, steadying him before he could trip.
“I-I’m not dreaming, right? I-It’s really you, right?” He spoke softly, his words slurring together slightly as a result of the alcohol. His hands gripped at your arms to keep from falling, and your heart nearly shattered at his question. His voice was filled with hurt, but unmistakable hope as well, and all you could do was nod your head fervently at first.
“You’re not dreaming… It’s me.” You whispered with a sob. You finally gave up trying to keep you both standing, and sunk to the floor slowly, tears already slipping out and down your cheeks.
Yul was no more collected than you. Whether it was the alcohol or just the result of seeing you, you weren’t sure; but his eyebrows fell, and his lip began to tremble, and before too long, he was weeping silently in your arms as well.
That’s how you stayed for several minutes. Both of you were too emotional to say anything without breaking down halfway through the sentence, so you just stayed in his arms, sobbing into his chest as he pulled you ever closer, his tears dripping down onto the silk of your dress.
It took a while for you to recover, but eventually, you did. You took a shaky breath, gathering enough energy to be the first one to speak. And even though you could talk without being reduced to tears halfway through, your words were still shaky with emotion.
“Why did you drink alone? You should’ve invited me…” You looked up at him and offered a sad smile. He tried to return it, but couldn’t quite. He shut his eyes as another tear slipped out. You reached out silently and brushed it off his cheek, leaving your hand there to cup his warm skin. He leaned into your touch and it seemed to ground him enough to find the words he wanted.
“I know I should’ve told you that I was returning… But I was scared.” He opened his eyes and met your loving gaze with his sorrowful one. “A few months after I left, I found out some of my letters had been intercepted by my father. I realized you must’ve thought that I… moved on from you.”
He looked down for a moment, collecting his thoughts. He was somehow so well-spoken even while drunk. You weren’t sure what you had expected, though. He was Seo Yul, after all. You hadn’t realized just how much you had missed him.
“Y/n.” He said softly. You smiled. Hearing your name from his lips was all you had longed for for those 3 years. “I have so much to tell you, and even more that I want to ask. But first… How have you been, my love?” He smiled gently, finally being able to call you that after so long.
You were quickly able to catch up with your lover. He told you about everything that had happened back home while you shared the rest of the wine. You didn’t have much to tell him. Most of the time he had been away from you had been spent at home, with you thinking of rarely anything but him.
You found out that he hadn’t stopped writing letters to you, he had just stopped sending them. He had even brought them with him, but he refused to show you. They were useless now that he had you back.
In some ways it still felt like a dream that he was here. Yet it couldn’t be a dream because you felt his arms around you, hugging you as close as humanly possible. It still didn’t feel close enough for either of you, though.
As he talked, you couldn’t help but press more and more kisses to any skin you could access— his neck, his jaw, his cheek, and even his lips. He allowed you to cut off his sentences to kiss you instead. You had 3 years to make up for, after all.
It felt too perfect to be kissing him, to feel his soft lips against yours, and to feel the relief that you didn’t have to stop or say goodbye. He was here and he was yours.
And with that thought, you kissed him as if there was no tomorrow. You wanted to savour the moment for as long as possible, so even when you had to pull apart to catch your breath, it was never too long before your lips found their way to his again. It was after you pulled apart for the 3rd or 4th time that Yul spoke up.
“Y/n… marry me.”
You were taken aback at his sudden words. It didn’t even really sound like a question, because he already knew your answer. He was firm in the statement, determined even, and you smiled wider than you had ever had before.
You nodded at him with shiny eyes, watching in awe as his lips curved up into a smile, eyes almost overflowing with his love for you. You laughed and kissed him again. You knew he would probably ask you again the next day when he was sober because “nothing counts when you’re drunk”, and that you would say yes again to that as well. It brought a warm feeling to your chest. You really couldn’t think of a time that you were happier than in the current moment.
Everything felt so good and right and perfect. That’s what Yul was to you in every way.
Absolutely, unmistakably, decidedly perfect.
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Bittersweet- Seo Yul
Established relationship - fluff - angst - mention of blood and kissing!
Some things never really go the way we wanted it to be. The future changes everyone. Except it’ll took a while. God. The grief you went alone was extremely painful without him by your side.
Seo yul. Both of you had a bittersweet end. Or was it really the end of everything? Everyone went separate ways three years ago after that incident. The incident that made you suffer with sweat and tears to this day. You disappeared.
-
The view of a barrier surrounding Jeongjinak caught to your attention. You didn’t know why you were out in the first place. Watching as Jang uk and the crown prince throwing stones trying to get it through the barrier, which it only leads to reflecting back. Yul wasn’t here, but your mind couldn’t stop thinking about the argument you both had a few minutes ago. You haven’t heard anything from Yul but your gut is telling you something is wrong. Should you go check on him? From afar?
“Y/n? Are you okay? If you’re worried about being stuck in here then I can guarantee we get out soo-”
no. You weren’t worried about getting stuck in here. You were worried about something that could go wrong. There was a sharp pain in your chest. “ I’m sorry, I have to go.” Was the only thing you could voiced out before running. Running to Yul while silently hoping he would be alright. The charm you both have. You hated that. You hated how it always scares you if you feel somewhere in your body burning, like a sword through a chest.
This kind of feeling. A mix of terrified and regret in your mind. You regret everything, you wished you had listened to him instead of being stubborn.
You wished it wasn’t a reality to what you are currently seeing with your bare eyes as soon as you stepped inside. Everything around you collapsed. Like the only thing that you could still see was the man you love, lying on the table in a puddle of his own blood with a wound on his chest. A tear of yours poured, your own feet dragged your body to stand beside him. Yun ok tried to touch and clean his wound. “ he lost a lot of blood, if he doesn’t get the enough blood he needs, young master Seo might die.” your breath hitched.
So-i on the other hand was rambling something about threatening to cut out her own blood in order to save Yul. You won’t be needed that because you had already planned it. Even if it means the pain will be two times painful for you. “Love, I really need you to wake up.” You whispered, taking the sharp knife before watching as your blood drip down to the wound. You would be lying if it wasn’t painful.
Your hovered your hand in the air over the wound, feeling the energy working on its own. His chest looked like nothing had happened.
Seeing him moving made you breath in relief. Hissing at your injured hand and wrist. You felt his hand squeezing yours before his eyes slowly flutter open. His touch made you forget about everything that has been going on. It’s like stones getting lift off your shoulders.
“y/n.” you heard him called out your name and your attention quickly went towards Yul. Your clothes was stained with his blood. Yul saw how your other hand was wrapped.
This was the consequence.
-
That was the last time you saw him. Right after the barrier broke, he was taken to Sejukwon and you witnessed Jang uk’s death. That was the last time you got to hold Yul.
You thought that was the end for both of you. Nightmares were your best friend. Anxiety was painful. For three years. Three years you had waited for him. The first time you’ve heard rumours about him, it was recently how he was going to have a planned marriage with a Jinyowon daughter. Bu yeon.
Did he agree? Did he move on that fast? You didn’t know what your relationship with him is all about. Would he still remember you? Or was the past years of being in love with him was just flowing like the sea.
You don’t know what you were even doing. You saw So-i seems to be stalking on something, your eyes follow her vision and you saw someone familiar. Someone that you were longing for. Someone that you miss till death.
Yul.
You ran. You forget about everything else and went to his direction, standing in front of him while he takes his time to recognise who you are under the cloak. That’s before he realised it was you, burying you in his chest as he mutters your name.
“it’s really you… I thought you were gone. You didn’t reply to my letters and i-”
“I suffered a lot without you. The rumours. You were going to marry someone from Jinyowon. I thought you’ve… lost feelings.” His body tensed when you mentioned about the rumours.
It felt like falling in love all over again.
“Now that you’re here in my arms, I don’t think I could love anyone other than you. Love.”
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fluff #9 with minhyun please ++ i really like your writing :D
hi anon thank you so much!!! i hope you don’t mind that i added in another request with this one 💓
prompt: (fluff #7) “I like it when you say my name.” & (fluff #9) “You’re soft and warm and I don’t want you to move.”
It’s not quite often you get to read on Sunday mornings in bed, it was always either you have work to cram for the next day or you were running errands. What was even rarer is that Minhyun was with you and he has his entire arm wrapped around you with his head nestled on your belly, making it his pillow.
Before turning the page, you take a look at the sight of Minhyun still sleeping. You smile and instinctively, you run your hands over his hair. Sighing, how did I get this lucky, huh?
A few pages later and the scent of freshly brewed coffee enters your room. You are already itching to get your morning coffee but Minhyun is still sleeping so comfortably. You quietly close your book and reach for the side table. Your sudden shift, unfortunately, has awaken Minhyun from his sleep. “Sorry,” you whisper. “But I kind of need my morning coffee.”
Minhyun turns his head to finally face you, propping his arm ever so lightly on your belly so he could lift his head a little. It is during little moments like this that really make your heart flutter. Seeing Minhyun’s bare face in the morning–somehow puffier, fluffier rather, is the cutest thing in the entire world. You swear you feel your heart skip a beat when he yawns as he simultaneously blinks both of his puffy eyes. It really is the cutest thing ever.
“No,” he tightens his grip on you. Now both of his arms has entrapped you. He places his head back on your stomach, closing his eyes. “You’re soft and warm and I don’t want you to move.”
“You know how much I need my coffee,” you giggle. You can’t help but move your hand to ruffle his already messy hair once more. Your fingers trace it down to his cheek, cupping it. “Minhyun…” You whine.
“Ah,” he smiles. “I like it when you say my name.”
“Well then, Minhyun please let me get out. Please, Minhyun. Pretty please, Minhyun? Minhyun…” You squeeze his arms, hoping he’d loosen his grip and finally let you get your coffee.
He lets out a laugh. “Okay, okay.” You were about to stand up when suddenly, he lifts your entire body. Somehow managing to carry you with both of his arms, you know, bridal style. “Let’s go get you your coffee, princess.” He winks.
“Minhyun! Let me down!” You almost scream at him out of surprise.
“Pretty sure it’s the hair you have to let down, not the princess itself,” he jokes.
You hit him on the chest. “This isn’t funny! I’m too heavy you’re going to hurt yourself!”
“Hey, you’re not heavy. I’m just weak. And that’s why I’ve been working out,” he raises both of his eyebrows playfully. “So I could do this.” He places a kiss on your forehead.
When you reach the kitchen, he finally puts you down, careful so you could stand properly and not topple yourself over. You close your eyes as you inhale the smell of fresh coffee and smile. “I might actually start to think you love coffee more than me,” Minhyun leans on the kitchen cupboards and crosses his arms.
“You haven’t figured that out before yet?” You tease Minhyun without facing him.
“Ya!” He yells at you, wide-eyed.
You turn to face him with the cup of coffee warm between your hands. You motion Minhyun to come closer and he lowers his head, levelling it with yours. Your other hand lets go of the mug as you brush his hair that was covering his eyes. The warm feeling making him close his eyes and smile.
You return the favor from earlier and plant a kiss on his forehead. “Don’t worry, I bought grapefruit juice yesterday. It’s already in the fridge.”
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stray kids fanfic masterpost
order: oldest - newest (updated as i post more!)
1. When You Love Someone - chanlix
summary:
↠ “I’ve been spending a lot of time with you recently. I feel...I feel like I’m at home.” In which life doesn’t always make love easy.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/25386085
2. I Don’t Need You (To Fix Me) - chanlix
summary:
↠ Felix and Chan get into an argument and Felix leaves, but not for the reason Chan thinks it is.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/25846105
3. Rising In Love - minchan
summary:
↠ Chan loves Minho with his entire being and soul. Chan loves Minho to the ends of the earth. Chan loves Minho. Until he doesn't.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/25899199
4. A Million and One Reasons - chanlix
summary:
↠ “What is Felix to me?” Well, where does he even start?
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/26410498
5. Everglow - chanlix
summary:
↠ He’s lucky to be in love. Specifically, to be in love with Chan. Or; Coldplay has always been one of Felix’s favourite artists.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/26480629
6. You’ll Be Alright (Even If Not Now) - chanlix
summary:
↠ Saying someone ‘saved you’ has always rubbed Felix in the wrong way. Nobody can ‘save you’ except yourself. But on days like these, Felix realises just how much another person can affect your life in ways you need the most.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/26933716
7. When I Look At You - seungjin
summary:
↠ Nothing makes Hyunjin feel like he’s home like dance does. Well - dance and a certain Kim Seungmin.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27437905
8. A Minute Or An Eternity - chanlix
summary:
↠ Chan returns home in more ways than one.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27631853
9. You Attack My Heart (Literally?) - minchan
summary:
↠ Everyone has their own special story of how they got together with their partner. Usually, they're sweet - a chance encounter at a cafe or a heartwarming 'best friends in love' moment. For Minho, it starts with the thought of him almost dying. But really - he wouldn't have it any other way.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27670510
10. Stay - chanlix
summary:
↠ Life deals you a certain deck of cards. In every deck, there are good cards and there are bad cards. Chan and Felix just wish their love wasn't one of the bad ones.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27759202
11. I Really Want To (Take You There) - chanlix
summary:
↠ Chan can’t sleep. Felix helps out.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27859050
12. All I Can Say, Is Thank You - minlix
summary:
↠ An exploration of the love Minho has for Felix, and the love Felix has for him.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/28241826
13. Addicted To You - hyunchan
summary:
↠ Chan relieves the stress he feels in the best way he knows how. Unknowingly, Hyunjin helps.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/28407480
14. There's Beautiful, Then There's You - chanlix
summary:
↠ Chan doesn't get the appeal of age-old paintings. Felix changes his mind.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/28480926
15. If You Want Me, You've Got Me - 2min
summary:
↠ It's their wedding day, and Minho just really really loves Seungmin.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/28611921
16. Loving You Is Easy - hyunlix
summary:
↠ Felix sees Hyunjin again after two years, and he realizes maybe the love they had never really left.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/28631052
17. My Only Certainty - chanlix
summary:
↠ Chan looks at Felix. And he knows, that marrying him will be the easiest decision in the world.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/28832871
18. With You, Anywhere Will Be My Home - chanlix
summary:
↠ The 3 times Felix expressed his love for Chan, and the 1 time Chan said it back.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/29050872
19. Rosy Haze - chanlix + chan/everyone
summary:
↠ The one where they give Chan's chest the love it deserves. (And Felix gives Chan the love he deserves.)
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/29338878
20. You'll Wrap Your Fingers (Around My Thumb) - chanlix
summary:
↠ It's magical, how a single song can be a catalyst for a thousand emotions and a lifetime of memories. (Growing Up plays on shuffle. Felix wants a family. Chan is so in love.)
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/30903764
21. My Strange Addictions - woochanlix
summary:
↠ So it happens. Again. And again. He ignores the pain growing in his heart and Chan’s countless invites. Even on the days he doesn’t have plans with Wooyoung.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/31330541
22. 결말까지 널 놓지 않겠어 (Till The End) - minchanlix
summary:
↠ The one where Felix misses his boyfriends and they reward him for being a patient angel by dropping a song.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/32362351
23. Sweetener - minhyun (minho x younghyun)
summary:
↠ Six months can be a short or long amount of time, depending on how you look at it. Minho thinks it's just right.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/33335404
24. Natural (You And Me) - seungjin
summary:
↠ Treated like an outsider his whole life, Hyunjin has hatred built so deep within him that it's impossible to crack. Until Seungmin does the impossible.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/33722071
25. To Build A Home - chanlix
summary:
↠ Let’s get tattoos together.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/33761344
26. Could You Be On My Side? - minhyun
summary:
↠ Everything in his body tells him to scream, cry, shout at Younghyun for the past few months of anguish. Yell at him until there’s no energy left, until Younghyun finally understands everything he’s put him through.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/33951349
27. As The New Dawn Breaks - felix/everyone
summary:
↠ The final battle. Their last chance to taste revenge. Their one shot at bringing back the sounds of the world. Chris looked around the room, nodding as he makes eye contact with all of them. We move tomorrow.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/34549849
28. All Along, I Knew We'd Be Fine - changlix
summary:
↠ Call it a coincidence, call it a chance, whatever it is - Changbin is glad it led him back to Felix. Or; Changbin has some regrets. Six years later, he gets to set them right.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/34985419/chapters/87129916
29. Don't You Ever Grow Up (I Want To) - felix & seungmin
summary:
↠ Felix overthinks about his giggly, happy-go-lucky personality, and decides it's time for change.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/36623056
30. Stand There (Look Pretty) - chanlix
summary:
↠ Chan gets extremely horny after concerts, so he deals with it the way he knows best. Giving Felix the blowjob of his life in a bathroom because damn, he wants to fuck him so bad but the back injury made things a lot more difficult.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/37116688
31. It's A Love Story [A Stray Kids Drabble Collection] - multi
summary:
↠ This is an ongoing collection of my super short skz drabbles dating back to 2020.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/37745737/chapters/94236673
32. Yang Jeong and the Accidental Boner - jeonglix
summary:
↠ Lee Felix sits on his lap, and what is Jeongin supposed to do? Not get hard? (pt1)
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/38796609
33. Yang Jeongin and the Wonders of Fucking Felix - jeonglix
summary:
↠ Jeongin already came in his pants just from a little grinding, what's left to be shy about? A lot of things. A lot of things, actually. (pt2)
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/40232163
34. No Body, No Crime - chanlix
summary:
↠ Chan and Felix are from rival gangs. They fuck. Felix doesn't deal with his feelings.
↠ https://archiveofourown.org/works/47323996
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❅ nu’est minhyun x neutral reader, established relationship.
❅ warnings: a very corny joke about frozen lol.
❅ wc: 320
❅ masterlist
❅ a/n: i am super behind sorry, i hope you enjoy this anyway!❤️
“Minhyun!” running down the stairs screaming your boyfriend’s name only happened on very specific occasions: when he got back home after being away for a long time, or when you found a bug you refused to get rid of.
This time, however, you weren’t in any of those situations, which was why Minhyun immediately got up from his place on the couch, rushing to see what was happening to you.
“Do you want to build a snowman?!” you squealed, jumping the last two steps and letting him catch you in a less than graceful manner.
Minhyun groaned audibly, letting go of your waist. “You came down running just to quote Frozen to me?”
“What? No! It’s snowing!” you cheered, pulling him towards the window. Letting go of his hand as soon as he leaned to take a look outside. “Let’s go!”
“Don’t you dare go outside like this,” he warned, pointing to your thin clothing. “You’re going to freeze AND get sick.”
“It’s fine,” you assured, grabbing the jacket hanging on the coat rack by the door. “It’s snowing!” you cheered once again.
Letting you go outside first, Minhyun went back upstairs to find another jacket for himself and warmer clothing for you, including a scarf and some gloves. Snow was covering the yard by the time he came out, and you were shivering as you approached the door.
“I told you so,” you said in his place, puffing your cheeks as your breath made small clouds in the air. “But look! I made a mini snowman.”
Minhyun looked above your shoulder at the tiny snowman with no eyes or nose, as he wrapped the scarf around your neck and zipped the jacket further up. “It’s cute,” he said simply, still focused on the fact that your fingers were frozen.
“Let’s build one together?” you offered, a big smile on your lips as you kissed his worried pout away.
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Action! | Ch. 34
Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness
Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon
Work Count: 1.4K
Summary: From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship?
Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)
A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!
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Ren’s POV
I think it was fate that we were supposed to meet. By the pool, probably not, but that just happened to be where we were at the time and we couldn’t help that. But it had to be fate, much like the first day of being a trainee when we first met. Out of everyone in the room, or in this case, the vast expense of the hotel’s swimming area; we sat at the same table together at the same time. It had been a while since I actually looked at Baekho. I know we performed together, but I hadn’t actually looked at him. I could go the whole time without looking at him, but today…
JR’s words really got to me. But what really got me the most was the fact that he said Baekho had willingly given me away to him. I don’t want to be with JR, as much as I love the other, he’s more of a brother to me. Baekho is the one I really want and I just don’t understand why we’re acting like this. I know it’s my fault, but he had a hand in it too and it’s killing me. We don’t have any communication and that’s the sad part. This whole thing probably could have been worked out like they said, but instead we chose to make it into something bigger than it actually was and where did that lead us?
To where we are now.
Our eyes locked and we just stared at each other, taking in each other’s appearance. I could feel my face relax and I was almost sure I had been scowling. Seemed like the facial expression of choice for me anymore. Baekho looked…tired. The bags under his eyes were so clear that I don’t think even the makeup would cover it. I know our concerts were tiring here, but I doubt they’re the reasons he’s as tired as he is. Nope, I’m pretty sure I know what the issue is.
“Baekho.”
“Ren”
We spoke at the same time and a smile crossed my lips. I loved when we did that. “You go first.” I said and motioned to him. Communication that was the key. I needed to hear what Baekho had to say and in return, he better hear what I have to say.
“Okay.” He said and went silent, looking at the table. If I listened hard enough, I could hear the wheels turning in his head as he thought of what to say to me. “Ren…this is ridiculous.” He said and I laughed. After thinking so hard, that’s all he could say to me? But didn’t that sum up the whole situation in a nutshell? Yeah, it did. This was ridiculous and we needed to stop this.
“I agree.” I told him, nodding. He stared at me, sighing, and rubbed his head. Surprisingly, or not, his hair didn’t move. It never seemed to anyway.
“I don’t think there is an amount of ‘sorry’s I could say that would get you to forgive me for what I said. And I’m sure JR can keep his mouth shut about as well as Minhyun can.” He muttered and I smiled.
“He told me what you said to him.” I answered and looked away. “I have to be honest Baekho that really hurt me that you were so fed up that you were giving me away.” I said.
“I know and-“ Reaching out, I pressed a finger to his lips to silence him.
“Let me finish.” I said. He nodded, giving me the go ahead to continue talking. “It hurt me, it really did. But I can’t blame you. I got so upset over that whole girlfriend thing that I just didn’t realize…” I paused and groaned, knowing I had to say this. “I didn’t realize what an ass I was being.” I finished. A snort left him and I rolled my eyes. “Okay, maybe ass is an understatement, but you get the idea.” I said.
“Baekho I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to act like I did, but things just…certain things just scared me.” I told him. His head bobbed and I knew he knew what I was talking about. JR told me that Minhyun blabbed, again. But I’m sure the other had already blabbed it to Aron. I can’t be mad at him though. Minhyun was just looking out for me, wanting to help me and I appreciate him for that. I don’t know where I would be in this relationship now, or if I would have a relationship without him around.
“You’re not the only one who is sorry Ren.” Baekho said as he reached out and took my hand. His fingers felt rough against my skin and I wondered just exactly what he had been doing to get them so calloused. It’s not like singing involves using your hands. Well at least not that much. “I’m just as much as an ass as you were.” He said.
“Well yeah.” I said and he frowned. I pressed my lips together tightly, showing him I would interrupt. He had been silent (mostly) through my little speech, I need to remember to do the same for him.
“I didn’t understand why you were acting so cold to me. And instead of just cornering you and asking you myself, I decided to get back at you, make you jealous. I didn’t mean to put a rift so far between us.” He confessed. Yeah, that whole girlfriend thing was horrible. Not a good move, but I kept silent, waiting for more to come, and it did.
“What I said about not putting out. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know then that sex was the issue.” He said. “If I had…fuck I would have never have said or did any of the things I had. Baby I’m sorry.” Staring into his eyes, I searched them. There was no malice or deceit. At one point I would have thought that Baekho would never do that to me, but after everything that happened, I couldn’t be sure that he wouldn’t get me to forgive him, only to rip my heart out once more. I felt horrible for thinking that, but I wouldn’t put it past him now.
But looking in his eyes, I could tell, it was all the truth. The other was honestly sorry. And I felt even worse. Because I couldn’t open up and talk to the person I loved, I ruined everything. The whole issue in our relationship is my fault, though Baekho did add fuel to the fire, knowingly or unknowingly.
“I can’t say I forgive you.” I told him, watching his face fall. “I’m sorry. But you really hurt me Baekho. Not just with the whole girlfriend thing, but calling me a bitch, telling me I’m worse than a woman.” I reminded him. “And then telling JR that he could have me. Baekho, how am I supposed to go on loving you, knowing that you held such malice towards me? That you were so fed up with everything that you didn’t even care to fight for me. It’s just like the first time. For months I prayed for you to fight for me, to come and get me and you didn’t! Not until that little quest at the planetarium.” I said and sighed, running my hand through my hair.
“Hey!” Baekho growled and I instantly looked up at him, eyes wide. “It’s not all my fault! Don’t fucking blame me. If you weren’t such a fucking ice queen-” he paused and stared at me. My chest felt so tight that it hurt. I wondered if this is what Minhyun had felt, this horrible feeling when JR had said those awful, hateful words to him months ago.
“Ren.” He whispered and reached out, touching my cheek gently. His thumb ran just under my eye, wiping away the tear that fell. “Baby…fuck I’m sorry.” He apologized again. “But damn it, you get me so angry. Everything is always my fault to you Ren. And I hate it. You get sick and it’s my fault, you act cold to me and it’s my fault.” He listed. “It feels like nothing I do is good enough for you.”
I sat there silent for a moment, just thinking over his words. How could I possibly answer him when he was right? Everything I get upset and blame him for started out as my fault. Well maybe not getting sick. I think that is something no one can really control. I felt the hand moving away as he sighed deeply and I reached up, grabbing it. I placed it back on my cheek and stared at him. This was it, I had to open up. I can’t be cold anymore, I can’t be afraid to show him just how vulnerable I am. I need to push my Ren away. I know I just found him again, but he needs to go to sleep for a while and I need to show Baekho my Minki, the shy, scared boy that I really was. If I can do that, then I’m sure I can find some way to balance both my Ren and Minki personas into one and finally find myself.
“Baekho that’s not it.” I whispered. I felt more tears welling up in my eyes as I stared at him. “You have done more for me than you’ll ever know. You’ve always been there for me, helping me, encouraging me.” I said. “And that side of you, what you’ve done…that’s what I feel in love with Baekho. Not this side of you.”
“I-“ Baekho trailed off, swallowing hard. I could see his own tears wanting to spill. This was so emotional for us, that perhaps the pool was not the best place to talk about this. But we can’t push this off. If we stop now, I don’t know what would happen, but what good would come from it? No, we have to finish. We need to say all we have to say and work this out.
“Minki, I fell in love with you because you were so cute, and sweet, and ridiculously funny. You can be so indifferent to things and people, but when you were with me, you were always open, always smiling. And I love that about you. I didn’t fall in love with this side of you.” He said softly. I felt more tears falling and it was hard for me to not sob. I didn’t want to draw attention to us, so I kept them suppressed, as much as I could.
“Baekho I love you so much and this is the last thing I’ve ever wanted to happen to us. I don’t want our relationship to end before it barely gets started.”
“I don’t want that either Minki. I don’t, but it’s not me. I’m trying. I tried so hard to be understanding to you. Something was wrong and I didn’t press the issue, I didn’t want to upset you. I figured you would come to me when you were ready. When you didn’t….I didn’t know what to do. But I knew I had to do something. Anything to get your attention back and for you to talk to me again. It just…backfired like most of my plans.” He said and I laughed. Baekho had a bad streak when it came to planning. However, there was a pattern and I’m seeing it now. His plans backfire on the first attempt, but in a roundabout away, they work out in the end. Like his plan to get Minhyun and Aron together, his plan to get my attention so we can talk to each other…it’s finally working, despite the interventions that we were given.
“I know Baekho and it is all my fault. If I had only opened up and…” I couldn’t go on. If only I had sucked it up and talked to him. If only I had taken Minhyun’s advice to heart and tried being intimate with Baekho. If only….It was too late for the ‘ifs’ that have been nagging at me. His other hand cupped the other side of my face and I stared into his eyes.
“But you are now Minki. You’re opening up to me now. Let’s not stop it. Please, tell me what’s going on and what I can do to help fix it.” Leaning into his touch, I shook my head slightly.
“It’s not you Baekho. It’s me. It’s all me.” I said and sniffled. “I’m scared Baekho. I love you and want to be with you, but I’m scared.”
“It’s about sex right?” he asked and I nodded my head slowly.
“I don’t know why I’m scared though. I want to be with you…like that.” I said, brows furrowing. “But every time I think of what that means, of being naked with you and touching you and doing…things…I just get so scared.”
Baekho listened to me; head nodding slightly as he took in all I said. I was thankful for that. He was a good listener, despite being a bit dense from time to time. This was something he was taking seriously and I could tell. If we could work this out, maybe things would get better, our relationship would get better. I honestly didn’t want to lose him. Baekho was the best thing in my life at the moment.
“What scares you most though? Doing things with me? Or having me touch you? Being naked?” he asked carefully.
“I don’t know.” I whispered honestly.
“But why are you scared then Ren? You know I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” He said before coughing. “Well, besides what I have done. I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” He corrected himself and I smiled sweetly at him.
“What if I’m not…what you expected? What you wanted?” I asked, pulling away from his grasp and sat back in the chair. “What if I’m not good enough?”
“Ren, who exactly to do you think I can compare you to?” he asked and I looked up at him confused. “Ren, I’ve never slept with anyone. And I don’t want to sleep with anyone but you. So if you’re good or not, I won’t know, I don’t have experience. But Ren, I love you and I know it’ll be amazing.” He said. I felt my cheeks flush. That’s not something I was expecting, but his words were so comforting. Knowing Baekho was a virgin like me, my fear of not being good enough slowly died away.
“I love too, Baekho and I’m glad you haven’t been with anyone.” I whispered. “I have a question though; do you even know how to have sex with a guy?”
“No.” Baekho said and flushed lightly, chuckling. “Do you?”
“No.” I answered and smiled.
“So then you’re worried over something you don’t even know how to do.” Baekho told me. He was right. I don’t even know how to have sex with a guy and I’m scared. For all I know it could be something ridiculously easy. And it should feel good right? I know I’ve touched myself many times and that always felt good. Wouldn’t that be the same? Sex had to feel good, otherwise people would do it. And gay sex, if it wasn’t good Minhyun and Aron wouldn’t do it. So, what did I have to be afraid of? I know I’m scared of actually doing it the first time, but is that the reason I acted like I did? Or was I just being a scared little boy?
“You’re right.” I said and sighed. “I was scared for nothing.”
“Not for nothing.” Baekho told me. “You have every right to fear what you don’t know. That’s understandable and I want to help you baby, get through that.”
“Baekho I don’t-“
“I’m not saying we have to do it now. But that doesn’t mean we don’t do it at all. Minhyun told me about what he suggested to you and I think we should try that. Go slow.”
“Baekho.” I groaned. I was getting nervous and scared again.
“Baby, I’m here and I’m not going to rush things. In fact, we don’t have to do anything until you’re ready. But I want to do it with you. And I will take as small of baby steps as you need to in order to get through it. I’m here, but please Ren don’t push me away again. I don’t want to lose you.”
I felt horrible. I was closing up and now I had Baekho begging. I didn’t want it to be like this. I need to stop this. I need to take a few deep breaths, put on my big boy panties and confront this fear head on. I can do this, I can do this. Not because I’m Ren, but because I’m Choi Minki and I have an amazing boyfriend who has given me so much courage and confidence, who’s always believed in me. It’s time I give it back.
“Okay.” I said. “You’re not going to lose me Baekho. But, we have to go slow.” I said.
“As slow as you want.” He said with a grin. I smiled happily. I wanted to get up and hug him, to kiss him, but I couldn’t do that in public. It would have to wait, which wasn’t much longer. He took my hand and stood. Standing, I let him lead the way back into the hotel and to our room, or rather, the room I was making him share with JR. I think we’re going to have to fix that too.
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