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lixie-lovie · 3 years

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{ Rogue princess | skz }

l.felix x f!reader

Genre: ??? fluff, angst ig, royalty au, princess!reader, star child!felix, idk u tell me

Warnings: a bit angsty, bad relationships at the beginning, issues with parents, vague mention of past death, mention of animals, mentions of running away

((If anything needs to be added to warnings, lmk! I’ll fix it asap))

Word Count: 5.2k

Note: did I write this literally to comfort myself today? Yes. Have fun reading this reallllyyy self indulgent fic lolz. Hope anyone reading this has a good day! Ily

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A throne made of gold and satin-like velvet, all tyrian purple. Too large this seat felt, as did the hall full of people standing under gilded light filtering through the large stained glass window. Here you sat, next to your father in an even more ornate throne, in front of a crowd of people who knew your name, your face, but nothing of your soul.

They couldn’t name that green was your favorite color because of the trees you would catch glimpses of through the windows of your tutors room, ever strong through the seasons never having to carry the weight of a kingdom. They would never be able to name why ships made you weary and claustrophobic or that your favorite flowers of springtime are those that bloom away from the castles gardens when eyes aren’t watching. They couldn’t guess your favorite piece of music, the one you never heard at those god forsaken balls. They never could place that instead your favorite would be the one that came ever so gracefully from under your mother’s fingertips at the piano that used to spark so much joy in the hearts of the people, but now sat lonely collecting dust. They didn’t know you longed to reach the stars someday, yearning for their delicate freedom in the inky black sky. They couldn’t tell that you wondered if they felt out of place too.

More so than anything else, they could never guess how much you hated staring at the men kneeling before you now, begging for a wife, a servant to their needs of pleasure, for the sake of “peace.” They would never know the disgust that sent a shiver down your spine at the twisted grin of these men that took your fingers in their too rough grasp and kissed that back of your hand, their sin tainted lips lingering moments too long. Their hands twitching at their sides with their sickening thoughts as they watched you stand from your throne, adjusting the circlet of silver adorning your perfectly crafted hair.

Your father, your king, grinned widely at the propositions made my these men, happy at the prospect of one of them taking your hand, winning your heart. Happy at the prospect of selling you away. A fair trade he’d call it. A duty.

He’d never understand, you came to realize. He was the man who had chosen your mother, the same way these creatures of lust in front of you are now. Readily ridding the world of her happiness and songs, harshly forcing her into a life of servitude, solitude, for the sake of duty.

“None of them would get it”

You’d say to yourself silently as you excused yourself to the washroom, wiping your disgraced palm clean of the suitors that you had been dancing with’s sweat, your nose scrunched in disgust. In the washroom you would stand, hands now pressed to the too warm mirror in that stuffy room, staring at your reflection. Your reflection stared back at you tauntingly, the flushed cheeks and too perfect hair, until your eyes got caught on the thin band gracing your head. The piece of metal that used to be the only thing tying you to your mother’s lineage, now was only an unwelcome reminder of your duties lined up in the other room, waiting for your hand in marriage. You sighed harshly, ripping the despicable band of silver off of your head, ruining the perfect waves your hair was lying in before. You laughed too hard, running your hands harshly over the layers of paint adorning your face. Your breaths became ragged as you tore the cloth sigil from the bodice of your dress, the only thing left showing your status in this deplorable kingdom and soon you realized, the only thing holding you back.

You stared at your own reflection, a haggard appearance of a forgotten princess staring back at you, and you smiled. Quickly, you rushed to the door, checking for footsteps, before finding your way to the nearest maids chambers. Stepping inside you grabbed a few essentials and a cloak as black as the night’s sky. Once you felt satisfied in what you had taken, you steeled your nerves before quickly and cautiously making your way to the stables, now abandoned with everyone attending the event.

Your eyes scanned the area quickly before settling on a horse with hair as white as snow and eyes the color of indigo. Your form slowed, your breaths coming out in soft pants as you made your way towards the creature in awe of its beauty. You reached your hand out slowly, to gain the trust of the majestic beauty. Suddenly and strikingly you heard a voice sounding from behind you.

“My lady! Where do you think you’re going?” A rough, calloused hand gripped your shoulder tightly, startling you. You turned around quickly, your arms raising defensively. As the offending party grabbed your wrists to gain your attention your excitement died down and your breaths came out easier when you took in the features of Changbin, your personal first knight assigned to you. Your expression became one of relief as you took in the worried, curious look resting on his angular features in the low light of the stables.

“I’m leaving, Changbin. I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I can’t go through with this. Please don’t try to stop me..” You said gripping his hands in yours, staring into his eyes hoping to portray the feelings pooling in the base of your throat, causing your words to come out choked. “I’ve already made up my mind.”

“I’m sure I couldn’t change your mind if I wanted to, princess. Here, take this.” He said, smiling softly. A gentle sigh left his lips as one hand reached into one of the many holsters on his person, while the other drifted to comfortingly rest on the crown of your head. His large, rough hands pressed a small holstered knife into your palm. “It’s a blade your mother used to use. I was supposed to give it to you tonight at the ball, but this felt like the right time.”

For the first time that night you smiled genuinely, staring into his eyes softly in thanks while turning to prepare the horse for your disappearance. Changbin’s hands found your waist, hoisting you up and onto the back of the horse before he quietly led you out of the stables, checking for prying eyes and quietly uttering you a safe trip. You made simple promises to return safely to him, unsure of how much truth they held, but sure of the comfort filling your chest with the smile gracing his face.

With that, you turned your head to the dark forest ahead and took a deep breath to steady yourself before going on this possibly dangerous adventure. Then, like lightning striking your nervous system, you heard a voice you had hoped to never hear again.

“Y/n!” Your father’s voice rang out over the courtyard causing you to gasp and whip your head in the direction of the sound. Changbin’s worried eyes stayed trained on your face as your indecision bubbled in your chest at your father’s commanding tone. Quickly muttering some words Changbin sent the horse off running in the direction of the forest, your confused mind allowing the actions to happen wordlessly as you watched Changbin draw his sword against his own king to protect you and allow you the freedom you had longed for.

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It had been moments, maybe hours, you were unsure. The sky bared no stars as you stared hopelessly heaven bound with your eyes blurred. The chilly air hurt your cheeks now dry from the rivers of tears at your actions. Your steed came to a slow, wearily looking around the dangerous wood. All that was to be heard around you were the low grumbles of the predators and the soft snapping of twigs. In the haze of your misery you were lost and cold, unsure of even your own safety as you whipped your head uneasily in every direction of unknown noises.

It was then that a loud howl sounded from somewhere nearby, a chorus of others following suit. You tried catching sight of the beasts making the horrid sound, but soon it seemed as though the guttural growls were surrounding you, closing in on their next meal. You yelped loudly as the horse became unsteady and afraid, dashing off towards the nearest escape. From your lips feeble shrieks of protest left, but to no avail. The creature’s of the hunt followed suit, a game of cat and mouse. Suddenly, one creature, the largest, leaped out from beyond a too dark clearing in front of your path, baring its fangs and lashing out with its dastardly claws. The horse came to an unsteady halt, rearing back and knocking your frail form harshly to the ground. You inhaled sharply, rolling away, your limbs tucked inward, as fast as possible from the now trampling hooves and paws. You held your breath, covering yourself with your arms and you cried. Tears poured down your face as you waited for the steps of the animals to recede. You heard their noises of primal instinct and found yourself counting the minutes down until they were long gone and satisfied with their hunt.

When your arms went numb and the tip of your nose was sufficiently frozen, you turned over in the dirt, wet with dew, to stare at the empty sky. Your tears came until they could no longer, your breaths uneven with bitter air exhaling harshly from your lungs, and as your eyes stayed trained upwards, you allowed yourself one prayer to any god that would listen.

Please. Just let me see one star. One being from above that would understand.

Abruptly you were taken aback by an unusually chilling wind blowing through the branches of the tall oak trees, causing you to wrap your arms tightly against your grimy, shivering self. Slowly you allowed the exhaustion of the night to take over your features, your eyes closing allowing sleep to take over your dirt ridden form. Finally, you felt some semblance of peace come over you as you drifted off, a prayer still sitting heavy on your pale, chapped lips.

“You’re one weird human.” Your ears suddenly perked as a deep voice suddenly sounded from somewhere nearby. You screamed, scurrying to cover yourself with some kind of protection. Your eyes scanned the surrounding area frantically searching for the source of the voice.

“W-who’s there?” You said with as little confidence as you could muster. You cursed your voice for shaking silently as you continued your frantic search for this possible danger. Your eyes landed on a large branch nearby and your legs moved on their own accord, sliding you harshly against the hard, cold ground to scramble to grip the branch tightly, turning and holding it out in a manner you could only hoped looked more threatening than it felt.

“So silly..” The deep voice chuckled out from somewhere behind you. You yelped, waving the stick in the opposite direction, hoping not to lose your footing against any loose rocks or sturdy tree roots. Your dress was torn and soaked and the gentle breeze now moving in random intervals was jarring and dancing around your cloaked form, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. A sudden snapping sound from a branch above your head caused you to scream, throwing the large branch with all of your feeble might towards the offending sound. A larger breeze blew by, obscuring your vision with your own hair and you scrambled to remove it from your vision. As your finally were able to get a glimpse of a male slinking towards you another breeze blew harshly by causing your to sigh sharply, your hands flying back up to your face to remove the hair blocking your vision yet again. “Your gonna hurt someone throwing those things.” The voice sounded again, humor twinkling off of his lips with smooth curls of laughter.

“Who are you? What do you want with me??” You said, your feet backpedaling as you finally removed your hair from your face again to take in the sight before you. Your eyes scanned the clearing of trees in the dim light unable to find the man you had been questioning and just as you began to question what was even real, you heard him again, your head whipping in the direction of the sound.

“I should be asking you that, considering you called for me..” He said, the humor never leaving his tone. You began to feel embarrassed at the thought of this man laughing at your pitiful state. Your cheeks grew red and your ears felt hot as you began wondering why you didn’t feel as in danger as you had earlier that night, deciding to deem it all on how wild the rest of your night had already been. Instead of answering you simply furrowed your brow, scanning and searching with your eyes still trying to find the source of the inquiry. Out of the blue in the still night, yet another breeze blew by roughly, chilling you to the bone. A branch suddenly creaked above you and you scrambled back to get a view of what could be perched there.

“Looking for me?” What you found, illuminated by the dim white moonlight, was a boy, seemingly about your age, swinging his legs softly to the gentle sway of the winds. His hair was strikingly white, pure as snow. His pale skin shone softly as if covered gingerly in new born stars. His eyes held mirth, much like his cheshire smile, and his whole body was lax with amusement as he stared down at you. In shock you stumbled backwards, falling over yourself and landing harshly on the ground, yet again tonight staring up at the sky. You felt the wind tousle your hair, but you didn’t seem to have the energy to care much as your mind grappled with its own questioning thoughts.

“Uhm..lady? Are..haha..are you okay?” His question, broken with impish laughter, felt comforting in a way as he leaned over your form, searching your face with curious eyes and a interrogative furrowed brow. You turned your head softly, staring into the now shocked eyes of the boy with the angular features and moon like eyes before suddenly your lips twitched, the corners of them quirking before a laugh began to bubble out of your chest. The laugh itself with incredulous and loud, joyous like a little kid finally discovering how something works. The boy looked back at you, tilting his head like a confused puppy as he watched you sit up slightly, leaning on your elbows. He didn’t make a move to back up or give you any space, instead leaning closer to examine you further.

“Did you hit your head or something, funny lady?” He said, his deep voice and boy-like expression of wonder and frustrating confusion only spurring your laughter on further as you grappled for breath. The events of tonight were catching up with your exhausted state and you found yourself wondering if this boy who shone so brightly on this gloomy night was even real.

Once you could finally catch your breath you sat upright and really took in the sight of him. He may have seemed young on the outside, but somehow he held a powerful aura, like he knew more then he let on. His smile was dazzling as he stared up at you with eyes that twinkled with a silent knowledge. You felt as though he was looking past your filthy outward appearance, and instead he was reading through your soul, listening silently to the story you couldn’t find the words to tell.

He stood suddenly, as if he found the answer to the question that had been dancing around like the winds, curling through each of your minds. His smile became softer and more genuine as he looked down at your still seated self and slowly outstretched his hand. It was a gesture you were unfamiliar with. It wasn’t a sudden, demanding grasp of your non-consenting hand. It wasn’t rough and calloused, with a predator-like grin gracing his features, but, instead, as you slid your hand over his palm in a silent proclamation of trust you found yourself reveling in how silky smooth his larger, more slender hand felt wrapping around yours in a protective gesture. He glanced at you, a playful smirk playing on his cherry red lips.

“Do you trust me?” He said, his deep voice breathy and patient, allowing you whatever amount of time you felt like you needed before you nodded slowly, hesitantly. He tilted his head in a munificent gesture, encouraging you to verbalize your thoughts. You felt the minuscule inkling of a curl to your lips forming, your eyes catching on how he seemed to be emitting light in this dim forest. The wind blew softly, ruffling your hair and caressing your now heated cheeks. He watched your features carefully as you bowed your head and giggled to yourself at the sensation of the winds dancing around the both of you. The chilly night felt warm as you turned your head slowly and methodically towards him again, your eyes glistening with an unreadable emotion and you breathed in deeply in a more relaxed manner.

“I do.” You said, beaming up at him now, your small, frail hand squeezing his a little tighter. He smiled fully now and to you it felt like sunshine. He watched your face, entranced in your beauty taking not of how grateful he was to have answered your call tonight, vowing to bring that smile back whenever he could. Your expression grew concerned as the look in his eye changed and he suddenly pulled you towards him, wrapping one arm around your shoulders before taking off in a sprint.

You tried to match his pace with a yelp, the wind now pushing you around forcefully. Your cries of protest were drowned out with his hysterical giggling. He forced you forward for a few more minutes as you began to question his strange motives before suddenly he came to a stop. His landing was much more graceful then your sudden stumbling forward, but as you gained your footing your objections died in your throat as you took in the sights around you. The forest behind you now, you stood in a clearing with grasses tickling your ankles, but the most impressive thing about this sight was the flowers. In full bloom, covering the surrounding area as far as your eyes could see were twinkling white flowers. Some stayed small and subdued, while others were larger, demanding more attention, but all of them shown with outstanding luminescence. Your breath caught in your throat as you stood completely rigid, taking in the sight.

You then felt a soft breeze, pulling your out of your shock with a shiver before you felt an unexpected heat radiating from behind you. You felt a soft hand trace your jaw from somewhere behind as you held your breath expectantly. His hand moved from your jaw to trace the outline of your neck, gathering your hair lying there and tying it tenderly away from your face. Your sudden inhale as his fingers tickled the nape of your neck caused him to chuckle, his close proximity allowing you to feel his warm breath fanning over your shoulders. You suddenly felt balmy as he leaned his face closer, his breaths coming out in an intoxicating manner, dancing around the area where your neck meets your shoulder.

“Look up.” He said, his voice coming out in a heady whisper. You gasped as you complied, your head whipping up too quickly, causing the male to snicker behind you. You couldn’t seem to care as you took in the sight before you. The once empty sky was now covered in brilliant gleaming stars, all feeling as though they were staring right at the two of you, encouragingly. You weren’t sure what they were encouraging, but just the silly thought itself had you laughing softly, your eyes slowly trailing over everything in front of you yet again. If it weren’t for the questioning hum the man had released you may not have even noticed the sturdy arms wrapped loosely around your waist or the cool skin of his cheek now resting on your exposed shoulder. You may not have even taken note of the breath now fanning comfortingly over your own blushing cheek of the look in his eyes as you turned slightly in his arms to get a better view of this new expression.

He took in your overwhelmed face as you tried to form words for the thoughts racing through your mind and he laughed, his head tilted back and chuckles racking his toned chest. You took in the movement behind his green tunic, complimenting his pale skin and you blushed again, turning your face away sharply. He gripped your shoulder with one hand softly, making sure not to startle you, while his other hand outstretched softly to point towards the cushiony grass beside of you. You took the hint and made a move to sit and take in the view before you.

He giggled as he helped move the layers of your dress away so you could sit comfortably before taking his seat beside you. You found yourself becoming encumbered with exhaustion and slowly with the gentle breeze swaying the twinkling lights, you let your head pull to the side to rest easily on his shoulder. He moved slowly as to not jostle you allowing more comfort for your tired form.

“You know, lady. I never caught your name..” He said, a hint of gentle humor lacing his deep baritone.

“I’m sorry..” You hummed out, “I’m y/n. Supposed princess of this kingdom.” You said, your tone sounding harsh even to your own ears. “I’m not sure I’d like to even ask who you are.” You said, laughing to help lighten the mood.

“Hmm.. I don’t think I was ever given a name where I am from.” Your brow furrowed at his response as you moved your head from its resting perch to look up at his questioningly. He laughed again, his body folding as he chuckled at your expression. “A story for another time, y/n.” You accepted his response begrudgingly, distracted by the way your name sounded on his lips.

“So what are you going to do when morning comes, little one?” He said, no malice in his tone. You sighed harshly flopping backwards to lay in the soft grass fully, surrounding yourself in the perfumed scent of the fluttering flowers. He took that as an answer in itself as he watched you, amused.

“You need to go back.” You groaned loudly as these words left his lips and he laughed as he shushed you, pushing you softly causing you to dramatically roll over laying your head on his thigh, a noise of protest leaving your bemused lips. “Let me finish would you!” He continued, annoyance playfully covering the syllables while he ran his fingers gently through your messy hair. You smiled, appeased for a moment while staring longingly towards the stars above. The sky was lightening and you felt your smile slipping at the realization that they would be gone again soon.

He frowned watching your face grow frantic with concern before softly resting his cools fingertips on the bottom of your chin, non-forcefully turning your face in his lap to look at his own passionate expression. He tilted his head to match the angle of your, his silliness making you giggle softly before continuing.

“You may have to go back, but you can always come back here, it’s all for you.” He let his eyes slowly trail over you, landing on your hand twisting anxiously tearing up small strands of the grass without realizing. He slid one of his hands comfortingly down your arm, trailing his fingertips lightly over the back of your hands. It felt as if getting a sunburn, getting too close to the beauty of something terrifying. “Look to the stars, I’ll always be there, watching and waiting.” He finished, his voice getting deeper with each second he stared at your animated expression staring up at him expectantly.

You felt your eyes welling up with tears at the peace being here brought to you, knowing it would be ending soon. You tried forming words, prayers, but your lips were too wobbly and my voice was too weak.

“When will I see you again? Wh-what should I even call you??” You finally managed to squeak out, the thick, hot tears you felt curling down your cheeks didn’t sting nearly as much as the thought of leaving him here, only to return to the torturous duties lined up for you at your home. He smiled sadly at you, blurring your senses with how ethereal he looked. His hands twitched against your wrist as he continued his comforting path, avoiding your eyes as he furrowed his brow in thought. Without thinking, out of desperation for an answer, you swiftly intertwined your own fingers with his, your palms slotting together as if fitting missing puzzle pieces together.

“You’ll see me when you need me.. but I’ll always be there.” You pursed your lips in a pout and he smiled again, taking his hand once tangled in your hair and running it slowly, methodically over your furrowed brow, smoothing the skin there and allowing your features to find solace again. “and why don’t you give me a name that you like, y/n.” He offered, his voice softer than you had heard it before, no amusement, only timid hope.

A name. Something so uniquely human. Something lovingly crafted for an individual. Something that holds meaning and myth. Something totally your own. You frowned in thought for a moment and he watched as your eyes glazed over patiently. Suddenly, you sat up rigidly, turning to face him, leaning closer then you had ever been previously. The sudden movement startled him, causing him to laugh awkwardly, his eyes blown wide while staring at your expectant and excited face.

“I’ve got it! I’m going to call you Felix!” You exclaimed. He furrowed his brow, tilting his head and repeating the syllables slowly, testing the way they tasted on his lips. Then he smiled at you teasingly, taking your breath away briefly. You rushed to find some way to explain yourself before the heat fighting it’s way up your neck found your cheeks. You stared into his eyes determined before explaining. “It means happiness. I found happiness tonight, here with you, when I couldn’t back there. They may not ever make me happy, but I have you. My happiness. My Felix.” You finished, grinning widely, appeased.

His grin couldn’t be contained as he laughed softly at how cute you could be. As he let his grin take over his features he let his eyes drift over your close proximity. His fingers began to unfold from between yours, drifting their way up your wrist, feeling your rushing heart beat. They slowly danced over your shoulder making you shiver slightly, as he noticed his teeth took purchase in his bottom lip, the movement catching your eye. His fingertips barely tickled the skin of your neck, causing goosebumps to break out over your skin. Once his hand pushed your hair back, tucking it behind your ear you could hear your own breathing, practically panting at his gentle actions. The longing in your eyes causing his eyes to become hooded with a guarded emotion.

Slowly, his hand found its place on your cheek, his cool palm was in great contrast to your too warm skin. You reveled in the feeling, yearning to remember the way this solace felt in this moment. He smiled softly, a flash of teeth all you could see before he was leaning in tenderly. He allowed you to make the moves on your own as well, only continuing forward when you would and only you were both nearly touching, so close you were breathing the same air, he allowed himself a glance at your pink lips. His tongue darted out to wet his own lips before he pulled back slightly a serious expression on his face.

“Can I?” His voice came out breathy, heavy with something you couldn’t name. You smiled softly, pleased with his ability to ask, always thinking of your feelings first. You couldn’t even resist long enough to answer before you were wrapping some of your fingers around his larger wrist, tangling the others in his too pretty hair, pulling his face towards yours and connecting your lips together passionately.

This kiss was unlike anything you had ever heard of, instead of sparks and passion it was butterflies and subtle hints of laughter you could feel bubbling in your chest. The kiss was lingering and slightly bittersweet. You could taste the saltiness on your lips from your tears mixing with the sweetness of his lips on yours. It was perfectly melancholy and grossly beautiful. Tragedy in the form of serendipity.

As you parted Felix’s hands soothed your cheeks and wiped your tears, a smile playing jokingly on his lips. He poked your nose and leaned forward to kiss your forehead lovingly. You smiled through the onslaught of tears and gasped at the dawning sky above you now. Your eyes frantically searched for stars you knew you wouldn’t be able to see anymore, until they fell on Felix’s sad expression. He tried to smile softly for your sake as he stroked your cheek gently.

He then removed himself from you, before standing and helping you up as well. Once you were both standing, staring at each other with eyes full of unspoken words he breathed in deeply before leaning in to plant another swift, stolen kiss on your lips. You smiled as he pulled away, staring at the way his handsome features curled in amusement at your shocked form. He then, without your noticing, had moved his hand to the back of your head and with a soft mutter of words he knew you wouldn’t understand, you were suddenly unconscious in his arms. He lifted you, bridal style, and began walking back towards the forest where you had first met.

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Once you all were back to the castle, a gentle breeze swaying the curtains, he laid you tenderly on your bed, smoothing your hair out around you and covering you with your own cushion-like blankets.

“Forgive me, princess. I usually would have asked.” He laughed quietly as you stirred in your sleep, as stubborn as you would have been awake. “I won’t be here when you awaken, but I’ll be back for you. You never have to be alone.” He slowly leaned forward, delicately placing a feathery light kiss on your lips. He made his way back to the window, tiptoeing as to not wake you, before turning to get one final glance at you.

“I’ll stay for you, y/n. Always.” He said, the ghost of a smile gracing his lips as a singular tear, the color of moonlight fell from his eye before all that was left in the room was a lonely princess and a gentle, light air dancing through the window like laughter and stolen kisses on a night only two will remember.

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blossom-hwa · 3 years

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also since the drabbles request is going to close soon, i thought this might be a good way to end it: how would your biases (across different groups) interact with one another if they're in the same room 👀 -baker anon (loosely inspired by the texts you made recently bc i LOVE THEM SO MUCH😍😍)

ANON OKAY SO I KNOW YOU SAID YOU WANT MY BIASES INTERACTING BUT ASLKDJGHA I THOUGHT. WHAT IF THEY ALL INTERACT AT WORK. SO THIS IS JUST SOME OF THEM BEING FUCKING IDIOTS AT THE MALL CENTER THEY WORK AT LKSJHDLG I’M SORRY IF THIS ISN’T WHAT YOU WANTED

3-year anniversary drabble game: send me an NCT/WAYV/Stray Kids/The Boyz member + a prompt (check out the post for ideas) and I’ll write a drabble for you!

I know this isn’t all of tbz but trying to fit all 11 of them in was overwhelming I’M SORRY

Title: Mall Shenanigans

Pairing: no pairings, just the boyz and stray kids being dumb

Triggers: a lot of cursing, suicidal jokes (again, along the lines of ‘pls kill me’ but if you’re experiencing suicidal thoughts I wouldn’t read this)

cafe workers:

chan: better than tony

changbin: chingban

jisung: gremlin

chanhee: new kid

jacob: angel

tutoring center workers:

seungmin: seungman

jeongin: you better watch your foxing mouth

sangyeon: papi

kevin: moon scribblez

eric: the better jae

build a bear workers:

minho: lino

hyunjin: hyun

felix: fel(e)x

changmin: starbucks tissues

juyeon: professional rollerblader

better than tony: if Jacob didn’t exist you all would be dead

chingban: as in you would’ve killed us

chingban: or he’s prevented us from accidentally killing ourselves ?

gremlin: both

new kid: both

better than tony: both

chingban: fair

angel: :( stop hurting yourselves accidentally

angel: it hurts me :/

gremlin: oh my god his power

gremlin: with one single emoticon he changes my entire life perspective

new kid: see I'd say the same except Jacob tries to convince me on the daily that my only life goal shouldn’t be to put changmin in the grave

better than tony: that... that shouldn’t be your life goal

angel: ^^^

chingban: idk if someone scares you that much with a horror movie mask I think you’ve got a right to murder

angel: changbin

angel: n o

gremlin: idk I think it says something more about chanhee

new kid: say what bitch

gremlin: if you keep getting scared I think there’s something wrong with you

new kid: says the little BITCH who got startled by someone DROPPING THEIR COFFEE yesterday and legitimately SCREAMED

chingban: you say this as if you aren’t the biggest coward on the planet jisung

gremlin: did I ever deny there was something wrong with me???????

angel: STOP there is nothing wrong with you all

better than tony: idk I think there is

better than tony: there’s something wrong with all of us

better than tony: except maybe Jacob

new kid: Jacob just put his head in his hands

angel: all of you have a horrible self-destructive and self-deprecating instinct and I don’t appreciate it :/

gremlin: Jacob I will do my best to take your words to heart

gremlin: I will listen to you unlike these other assholes

new kid: you might take his words to heart but your actions prove you can’t handle them

gremlin: try me bitch

chingban: did you already forget the time you set a refrigerator on fire?

better than tony: PLEASE don’t remind me

angel: maybe we shouldn’t bring that up

better than tony: you were all horrible

better than tony: jisung just laughed

better than tony: changbin went home

better than tony: seungmin and jeongin came over to take pictures of me while I was about to cry

better than tony: only Jacob comforted me :/

gremlin: and this is why we only listen to Jacob

chingban: ^^^

new kid: ^^^

new kid: he’s the only one who has a truly good heart

better than tony: why can’t I inspire this kind of loyalty??

angel: chan has a good heart too :/

gremlin: maybe so but

gremlin: he’s a complete mess and is easier to clown than listen to

new kid: ^^^

chingban: ^^^

better than tony: watch me just commit die

angel: no don’t commit die come here I'll give you a hug

better than tony: I like Jacob more than all of you combined

chingban: um

gremlin: did you think we were going to get offended?

new kid: news flash we all like Jacob more than we like you

better than tony: on an ordinary day I would be crying

better than tony: today I am fine because Jacob is giving me hugs and not you assholes

better than tony: suck it <3

chingban: I hate it when he’s right

new kid: :/

gremlin: I'm going to set the refrigerator on fire again if I don’t get Jacob hugs right now !

new kid: I thought you said you didn’t know how you set it last time?

gremlin: I can still try

angel: no don’t do that I'm coming to hug you now!

gremlin: :D

better than tony: can’t believe jisung bribed Jacob into leaving me to give him hugs

chingban: just shows he’s smarter than you

better than tony: remember how jisung said he’d haunt this cafe if he died and I said I'd just enjoy being dead?

better than tony: starting to consider Jisung’s plan :)

new kid: terrifying

chingban: horrifying

gremlin: I can hear the deadpan ringing through the cafe and it honestly gives me life

better than tony: I hate you all

new kid: so do we <3

angel: :(

watch your foxing mouth: sangyeon you’re fucking evil

papi: ?

seungman: it’s eric’s first week and you’ve already given him ashley twice

seungman: are you trying to make him quit?

moon scribblez: I entirely agree with what they just said

moon scribblez: we’re already low on staff because everyone graduated last year and you’re trying to run eric out of a job too???????

papi: look eric handles her much better than all of you do

papi: I think he’s doing fine

the better jae: I’M NOT FUCKING FINE

watch your foxing mouth: the proof is in the fucking pudding

moon scribblez: pudding?

watch your foxing mouth: it’s an expression

watch your foxing mouth: your canadian ass wouldn’t know

moon scribblez: I'm going to stick a pin on your chair

the better jae: SANGYEON WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME

the better jae: YOU TOLD ME THIS JOB WAS LOW KEY AND CHILL

papi: it kind of is

the better jae: NOT WHEN YOU PUT ASHLEY AT MY TABLE EVERY SINGLE TIME SHE COMES IN

papi: but you’re handling her so much better than the other three combined :/

watch your foxing mouth: I take offense to that

papi: ignoring her is not a valid strategy jeongin

watch your foxing mouth: well it’s better than seungmin visibly getting frustrated

seungman: well at least I'm trying

seungman: kevin just lets her draw jfc

moon scribblez: look I'm a junior in college and I'm on the verge of just faceplanting into the ocean from a thousand meter cliff I don’t have the time or energy to deal with a bitch who wants to draw and not learn math

papi: do you see what I mean now Eric???????????

the better jae: I'm this fucking close to losing my shit sangyeon I Do Not Care

the better jae: the next time she comes in on my shift I better not have her

papi: fine :/

seungman: did

watch your foxing mouth: oh my god

seungman: DID ASHLEY JUST SAY TO SANGYEON THAT ERIC IS HER FAVORITE ISNTRUCTOR ALREADY

moon scribblez: [ 1 image attached ]

moon scribblez: I think we need to glory in the horror on Eric’s face

watch your foxing mouth: she’s going to ask for Eric every time now oh god

the better jae: I'm not fucking do this I'll quit first

papi: pls no

papi: I don’t want to hunt for more tutors :/

the better jae: you better not fucking put her at my table every time I'm here !

seungman: just make sure your table is full

watch your foxing mouth: foolproof

the better jae: I guess :/

moon scribblez: working here is such an experience

moon scribblez: minho and chan threaten to fire their kids every other day

moon scribblez: meanwhile we’re the ones threatening to quit every other day

seungman: well what the fuck did you expect from tutoring a bunch of rich assholes four times a week

watch your foxing mouth: ^^

papi: not all of them are assholes guys

seungman: oh we know this very well

watch your foxing mouth: Alex is a fucking blessing to this earth

the better jae: so is Kaylee

seungman: but people like max? ashley? nina?

seungman: they outweigh any good that comes out of here

papi: well if you think the kids are shit imagine the parents

watch your foxing mouth: I hate to say it but sangyeon has a point

moon scribblez: I guess he deserves some pity

papi: finally some respect in this fucking household

the better jae: not on my watch

the better jae: I respect the sacrifices you make

the better jae: but I'm still quitting if you keep sending Ashley to my table

papi: sigh

moon scribblez: and I'm quitting if I find another cockroach in a mop

watch your foxing mouth: THERE WAS A NOTHER ON E???????

papi: bigger sigh

moon scribblez: WORSE

moon scribblez: THE LAST TIME I SHOOK OUT THE MOP T H R E E STUPID FUCKING COCKROACHES CRAWLED OUT

moon scribblez: YEJI HAD TO KILL THEM FOR ME

papi: I'm giving up on gaining respect

moon scribblez: you’ll gain my respect when we get this fucking place fumigated

watch your foxing mouth: aren’t the kids rich? what the fuck are they paying for this? why can’t we afford some roach spray jfc

papi: that’s the owners’ call

papi: and the owners are assholes

moon scribblez: headdesk

seungman: wow he really did just slam his head down on the table

the better jae: thank god we’re already closed

papi: thank god for that I can leave and not deal with you for the rest of today

watch your foxing mouth: oh don’t worry we’ll be back tomorrow <3

seungman: <3

the better jae: <3

moon scribblez: <3

papi: every day I wake up and face an existence of pain

lino: who’s taking the front today and who’s working the back

lino: for once all of you are here today so you don’t have to work two jobs at once how nice

hyun: I CALL THE BACK

fel(e)x: SO DO I

professional rollerblader: fuck

starbucks tissues: I brought my nun mask today does anyone want to switch?

hyun: is that

hyun: is that a threat

starbucks tissues: it’s whatever you want it to be <3

hyun: I know better but I'm going to assume it’s just a fun fact

hyun: I can’t deal with children today

starbucks tissues: I guess I have free reign then

fel(e)x: now that sounds like a threat

lino: no threats at work

starbucks tissues: so outside of work is fair game?

lino: yes

hyun: mINHO YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME TO THE WOLVES LIKE THIS

lino: who the fuck is the wolf? changmin?

fel(e)x: he’s just a sweet boy don’t be mean hyunjin :/

professional rollerblader: bitch about changmin again and I'll cut you in half

hyun: WHY AM I BEING ATTACKED

professional rollerblader: that’s what you get for attacking changmin

starbucks tissues: I love juyeon and felix

starbucks tissues: <3 <3 <3 <3

hyun: I feel like

hyun: changmin is the favorite child and I'm just cast off to the side

fel(e)x: who’s the child

fel(e)x: he’s literally older than both of us

hyun: it’s an ANALOGY

professional rollerblader: well it isn’t a good one

hyun: oh fuck OFF we know you always have a soft spot for changmin asshole

lino: deadass thought that read changmin’s asshole for a second and nearly spit out my coffee

starbucks tissues: MINHO PLEASE

fel(e)x: minho I did not need that image in my mind

professional rollerblader: petition to murder Minho in international uncharted waters and dumb his body overboard

starbucks tissues: seconded

hyun: CAN WE GET BACK TO THE POINT

hyun: ALL OF YOU HAVE SOFT SPOTS OR ARE TERRIFIED OF CHANGMIN AND I GET PASSED OVER EVERY TIME

fel(e)x: I mean changmin’s just more likable

professional rollerblader: he’s cuter

lino: I'm terrified of him

starbucks tissues: <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

hyun: I'm quitting this fucking job

lino: oh wow nice usually it’s me who threatens to fire you but now you’re taking initiative!

professional rollerblader: clap for hyunjin!

fel(e)x: *claps*

starbucks tissues: *claps*

hyun: I want to die I want to fucking die

starbucks tissues: I can bring out the mask!

hyun: I honestly might take you up on that

hyun: give me a fucking heart attack so I can die and haunt you all for the rest of your pitiful lives

professional rollerblader: you’d honestly be the pitiful one

professional rollerblader: literally got scared to death

fel(e)x: Juyeon has a solid point

starbucks tissues: agreed !

lino: this is why I hired juyeon he’s so smart

hyun: are you all purposefully forgetting the time sangyeon fooled him into thinking he had some strange wild disease

lino: hmm on any other day I'd clown him for it but you’re more clownable today so I'll just ignore that

starbucks tissues: I like juyeon more than you so I'm ignoring it too <3

fel(e)x: ^^^^^^^^^

hyun: brb gonna jump off the third floor

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faceless-stay · 5 years

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*Insert clever artsy title here*

I did a thing soooooooo...yeah. warnings for swearing, yelling, mentions of family problems and implied anxiety.

Also, shout out to a friend who basically co-wrote this they helped so much. Love you! And sorry I couldn't get the cut thing to work.

you never really had problems with the kids at school. sure, you weren't the most social person out there, and maybe you thought this whole clique thing was weird, but you weren't the type to make enemies.

except for one

lee minho

he was just so...ugh

he was loud, obnoxious and cocky, which wouldn't be nearly as bad iF HE WASN’T SO DAMN GOOD AT EVERYTHING.

while you worked your ass off for your grades, his practically fell into his lap.

all the teachers love him, his grades are higher than your self-esteem, and you were pretty sure the air around him smelled entitled, not to mention he had girls falling at his feet. he was a catch and he knew it.

which is why you took every chance you could to take him down a peg.

it was a constant battle between you two. who could turn in tests the fastest, raise their hand the most, taking any and every chance to show each other up. everyone knew you guys were rivals.

you just hadn't expected it to change so fast.

it all started with a couple of his stupid friends.

you didn't know how the hell they stood him for that long everyday.

all in all they weren't so bad. pretty weird, you had to admit, but you didn't hold anything against them.

that being said, it was still a shock when two of his lowerclassmen buddies Felix and Seungmin ambushed you at your locker. you’d be lying if you weren't at least a little bit suspicious.

“what do you want?” you asked a little too sharply.

Felix flushed, stammering over his words. “Woah, wait, i-uh, we were just, ah,” Seungmin gave him a look.

“we need a favor,” seungmin spoke for felix

you replied, “why don't you ask minho? you are friends with minho, right?”

“well, yeah, but he won't do it.”do what?

“we have this friend, jeongin-”

“he's a freshman,” felix interjected.

ugh, freshman.

“anyway, he's having some trouble adjusting and his grades are falling behind and-”

“he needs a tutor?” you filled in, quirking an eyebrow. felix nodded.

“what do i get out of this?”

seungmin smiled imploringly. “the satisfaction of a job well done? the joy of helping out someone in need?” mmhmmmm

“i'll do it,” you said, surprising yourself, “but you all owe me. big time.”

the sophomores grinned. “lunch tomorrow okay for you?”

flash forward to tomorrow @ lunch

and you're walking around looking for a kid fitting the description of “a smol boy with brown hair and braces” like that helped anything.

just as you're about to give up you see felix flagging you down from the opposite side of the room and you head over.

their table was overflowing and you had no idea how you were supposed to fit between all these people. you counted nine, recognizing seungmin, felix, some kid from your grade named changbin and, unfortunately,

minho.

“really guys?” he scoffed. “this was your solution?”

you scoffed right back at him, turning to a yet again flustered Felix. “You didn't say he would be here,” you growled

“awwwww, what's that matter y/n? you weren't looking forward to seeing me?” minho pouted

“oh shut up,” you shot back

“ooh, a master of wit”

“Look,” seungmin stepped in. “Y/n, I'm sorry you have to deal with him but he kinda comes with the territory and minho, if you would have helped jeongin, we wouldn't be in this situation to begin with, so you don't get to say shit.” Seungmin turned back to you. “I know minho's an ass, but can you please put this aside for a couple of days? There are more important things going here,” you nodded, looking around.

“So, which one of you is jeongin?” you asked, trying to ignore the current air of awkwardness. A shy-looking boy raised his hand from the far end of the table, across from two guys you assumed were seniors

You made your way around the table and sat at the head.

Welp, I better make the best of this.

So that's how your days went.

And as time went on, you got to know the boys little by little.

You learned that jeongin was good with the humanities, but math was his greatest weakness.

You learned that Felix was obsessed with this alumni girl group called Twice and nothing got in between him and his precious

You learned that two sophomores, hyunjin and jisung hated each other's guts during middle school, but one day put aside their differences for the good of the group.

You even learned to tolerate minho, if just for one period of the day.

In no way did your rivalry stop, and occasionally you two had to be broken up when things got too heated. but even then, you often found your competition fall from the forefront of your mind before you went to your next class.

Slowly but surely, jeongin's grades began to improve, and though you were less often needed you found yourself still in that same seat, with those same people everyday.

And slowly but surely you got more comfortable, throwing yourself into the banter just as loudly as the others. You could laugh and joke and tease with the best of them, even if your back and forth with minho got in the way. Everything fell into a fairly comfortable routine.

Yet as school got easier, the rest of your life began to fall apart. it all started with the fighting.

your parents used to fight quietly, late at night as not to wake the little ones. but recently it got worse, and you found yourself caring for your siblings more that your stay-at-home-mom ever had.

you put them to bed and tried to keep them happy, distracted, anything that could help them keep their minds off of the mess your family life had become.

to say you were tired would be an understatement.

the weight of caring for your brother and sister, keeping up with schoolwork, taking care of yourself and processing everything going on took a toll. you were juggling and you simply didn't have enough hands.

so school fell out of focus. you didn't rush for the extra credit, studying was nowhere on your plate, and as much as you tried to keep up with minho, you just couldn't. you kept telling yourself you would pick back up, but all you did was fall further down. you managed to coast for a while, but it really hit you when you got your AP Chemistry test back with the lowest grade you'd ever gotten. tears welled in your eyes as you look at the bright red numbers but you refused to show anyone. you thought nobody had noticed.

if you had looked up, you would have seen minho staring at you, concern etched on his face.

So everyday you pretended to be fine. and everyday it became clearer that you weren't.

One day you were helping jeongin with algebra, graphing polynomials and shit. Both of you were on edge and you found yourself gritting your teeth at even the smallest annoyances.

“This doesn't make any sense!” Jeongin shouted. The whole table startled, looking at him as he ran his hands through his hair. You took a deep breath.

“What's confusing you, jeongin?” You asked as patiently as you could muster.

“This-this whole thing! It makes sense in my head, but when I try to put it on paper it all goes to shit!”

“Language!” responded the boy sitting across from him, a senior named Chan. You tried not to roll your eyes.

Much to your chagrin, minho made his way over to your end of the table, leaning over jeongin's shoulder to look at the problem.

“Oh, this? This is easy. Wait til you hit algebra 2. That's when shit gets hard.”

“fuck off, minho,” you muttered

“What was that y/n?” Minho said teasingly.

“I said fuck off,” you repeated, ignoring Chan's look of disapproval.

“I'm just saying,” he deflected, raising his hands. “It's really not that hard,”

You turned to minho, eyes flaming. “I’m sorry we're not all perfect like you, minho. I'm sorry that some of us actually have to put in effort to get the grades we want. I'm sorry that we don't have everything fall right into our laps like you. Everything's so damn easy for you, you act like you've never had to work in your life! Not all of us are privileged like you!” You spoke in a crescendo, voice breaking at the end of the very last sentence. You clenched your jaw, grabbed your things and walked away.

it was safe to say the table was stunned. they knew you had a temper but they had never seen you lose it like that. chan looked at minho. “well?”

“what do you mean?” minho replied, shocked. “i don't know what just happened?! someone else go after her!”

seungmin called from the other end of the table. “you started it, man. now you gotta fix it!”

“dammit,” minho muttered. well, he thought as he slung his bookbag over his shoulder, might as well get this over with.

minho found you fuming at your locker, very aggressively preparing for your next class. your body screamed with tension and as he got closer he saw...tears? You were so focused on biting back your sobs you didn't notice he was heading towards you until it was too late.

shitshitshitshitshitshitshitwhatdoidowhatdoidowhatdoido minho panicked. “umm, are you okay?” he asked hesitantly. you refused to make eye contact.

“i'm fine,” you choked out, brushing away the tears that kept spilling.

“You don't look fine,” he responded

“I'm FINE,” you repeated more forcefully. You weren't fooling anyone.

Minho sighed. “Look y/n. You're a lot of things, but you're not a good liar. You're obviously not fine. Is something wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?”

“no, because there's nothing wrong,”

“that's bullshit and you know it. You haven't been acting like yourself for ages. Hell, you started falling asleep in class! What's-”

You slammed your locker shut, cutting minho off. “why are you even talking, minho? We both know you don't give a shit.”

“Damn it y/n, I'm trying to help! You look like absolute shit, the boys probably all think you're crazy, and I'm still trying to figure out why the hell you're so mad at me! I haven't even done anything!”

You laughed bitterly. “You know what, you're right. You didn't do anything. You've never had to do anything in your life. Forgive me for entertaining the thought that you could possibly have a single flaw,”

“You're not making any sense! I don't know what you're talking about!” Minho yelled, distress evident in his voice.

“Oh, are you confused minho? Let me spell it out for you.” You spat, taking a step towards him. “you're not perfect. You're not special. Hell, no one even likes you! Not your friends, not our class and especially not me! You're a cocky, obnoxious asshole who sticks his nose where it doesn't belong, and if I could kill you, I would. Your life is so easy and you don't deserve any of it.”

“At least I'm not a stuck-up bitch!” Minho shouted. “At least I have friends, instead of pushing everyone away because I have to be the best! At least I'm not constantly begging for attention because my parents don't love me!”

You froze. how did he know? he couldn't have. It was a shot in the dark, but it hit you right in the heart. Tears welled up in your eyes yet again. “Go to hell,” you whispered as the bell rang. Barely breathing you pushed past him and rushed to class, ignoring the fact that it was one you both shared. Steeling yourself, you swallowed your emotions and walked into class, no tears to be found.

Minho didn't know what was happening. It felt like his legs were glued to the floor. He kept gasping for air and he swore no matter how much he inhaled he still felt out of breath. He pulse pounded in his head, and the last ten minutes felt like a blur. What's happening to me?

Nothing was the same after the fight. Any progress you two had made was undone tenfold that day. Class was more cutthroat than ever, and neither of you were willing to back down. Before, there was almost an air of playfulness in your competition. Now it was deadly serious, malicious even.

If everything had been fine, you could have handled it. But it wasn't. And you didn't. At least not well. You pushed yourself, running on two hours of sleep and a prayer most of the time. Meals? Never heard of her. Your life was a whirlwind, and not in a good way.

If you had the energy you would have realized that minho wasn't doing so hot himself. You would have realized that he barely spoke when you were in the room. You would have realized that when he had to speak in class his hands would shake just a little too fast, that when he sat at lunch his laugh was a little too loud. You would have realized that minho was never really as perfect as you saw him to be.

But you never did.

You still sat with the boys at lunch, no matter how awkward it became. You still helped jeongin when he needed it, though nobody had the heart to tell you that more and more often you got them wrong. They all knew something was wrong, but no one knew what it was. They tried to ask minho, but to no avail. He insisted that he didn't know, and his stone cold tone put the matter to rest.

People were starting to get fed up. Everyone knew that something went down, but your drama was quite frankly starting to get annoying. Changbin felt especially frustrated. He was constantly trapped between you too, whether it was during class as the only other junior in your group, or at lunch. He had tried getting minho to spill, which clearly hadn't worked, so he went with his next best option. You.

Changbin hunted you down during one of your few shared classes and sat down next to you, all business. “You need to figure out what the hell's going on here.” He said firmly.

“Hmmm?” You replied distantly, barely paying attention. Changbin grabbed your arm and you swung around to jerk it away, making eye contact in the process.

“Y/n,” changbin growled, “if you don't get yourself together and fix this mess with minho I swear to God I will make you regret it for the rest of your life. I am sick and tired of your dramatic bullshit.”

You scoffed. “I don't want to talk to him, and even if I did, I promise he wouldn't listen to me. In case you weren't aware, we aren't exactly friends.”

“Fine.” Changbin said, folding his arms. “Tell me what happened and I'll go talk to him myself.”

“There's nothing to tell,” you retorted.

“I call bullshit. Everyone knows something went down that day. You can practically smell the tension whenever you're in the same room.”

“If you want to know so bad, ask minho yourself.”

“He won't talk about it. We've asked him a million times by now.”

You raised an eyebrow. “We?”

“Like I said, everyone knows. I don't know what you said but minho barely acts like himself anymore. Clearly something you said hit a sore spot. I don't know if this is one of those weird straight people courting rituals-”

“It definitely isn't that,” you butted in.

“I don't care. Figure. It. Out. No one is gonna do this for you.” with that changbin stood and moved to his usual seat right as minho walked in. The two of you made blood-curdling eye contact. If looks could kill you'd both be shooting at high noon.

But even as hatred boiled within you, you felt a tinge of guilt. Is he really that beat up? And is it my fault?

the only thing keeping you alive was coffee. Were you over-caffeinated? Probably. Was human communication your forte when you were actually sane, much less now? Nope. So you're not exactly sure why you're sitting next to minho's locker at 7:30 in the morning. But, he's walking up now, so there's no going back now.

It was safe to say minho wasn't happy to see you.

“The hell are you doing here?” He said coldly as he unlocked is locker.

“Uh, your friend pretty much threatened my life,” you replied, not knowing what to say.

Minho snorted. “Changbin's being overdramatic.”

“He said you were pretty torn up,”

Minho gritted his teeth, struggling with his lock. “Like I said, overdramatic.”

“Look man,” you sighed. “I don't like this anymore than you do. But we've kinda gotta figure this out.”

“There's nothing to figure. I think you were pretty transparent.”

You folded your arms. “Mmhmm. Because I was the only one who said shit. I'm pretty sure I recall some harsh words from you too,”

“Awwwww,” minho turned to you. “Did I hurt your feelings? I must not have noticed over all of your bullshit.”

“Are we really doing this now? It's been like two minutes and this day already sucks ass.”

Taking in a shaky breath minho said, “I don't know. Do you want to?”

You shook your head. “No. I got too much shit on my plate as is.”

Minho nodded. “Truce?”

“Truce.”

“So what's going on?” minho slid down and sat next to you. “Stuff at home?” He asked quietly.

You chuckled. “What makes you think I'll tell you this time?”

“because i'm asking nicely?”

you quirked an eyebrow.

“and because i’ll never let it go and i'd tell this entire school i made you cry if you don't.”

“why am i not surprised?” you sighed. “you're never gonna get over this?”

“nope.”

“and you swear you won't tell anyone?”

“cross my heart and hope to die.”

I'm talking to an actual fourth grader, you thought as you took a deep breath.

“it's my parents.”

“what about them?”

you tried to swallow the lump forming in your throat. “they're fighting. all the time. and now i have to pick up the slack and get my siblings to bed and get them up for school and do their damn jobs for them because they're so busy screaming at each other and half the time the fridge is empty because no one's going shopping and-” your voice cracked as you tried to hold back tears.

oh shit, minho thought. is she gonna cry? please don't cry. what are you supposed to do when someone's about to cry?! “that...that really sucks,” he said quietly.

you sniffled. “yeah. it does.”

“is that why…”

“i'm such a mess all the time? yeah. you try juggling two small children, schoolwork and very angry parents.”

“why don't you ask for help?”

“ask who?” you said sarcastically. “this may come as a surprise, but i don't have many friends.”

“i'll do it.” minho blurted, totally on a whim.

you looked at him, shocked. “i’m sorry, what?”

“i’ll help you. I'm good with kids, I swear.” Minho half-joked. Should I not have said that? Is that too weird? Is that something you're allowed to say?

“Why would you want to help me?” You said, suspicious.

Minho shrugged. “Why not? I don't have anything better to do. Plus if we don't look like friends by the end of the week, changbin promised some...very threatening weekend plans.”

You smiled despite yourself. “Well i wouldn't want you to be in danger.”

“Are you sure? I'm pretty sure you wanted to kill me not that long ago.”

“Shut up.” You rose, slinging your bookbag over your shoulder. “what are we gonna tell them?”

“About...this?” Minho gestured to the both of you. “i don't know. It'd be easier not to say anything at all.”

“Then let's not,” you shrugged.

“They're absolutely going to hate that,” minho pointed out.

“That's just an added bonus.” You winked. Minho chuckled in return. You were about to go to your own locker when you spun around suddenly. “Wait. How did you know it was changbin who threatened me?”

Minho laughed, and you were pretty sure the world shone brighter. “Who else was it gonna be? Felix?”

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staysuki · 3 years

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My vote goes to chan×y/n

That entire conversation between the two of them had me tense but I feel more comfortable knowing that despite seeing a major flaw with y/n, he still knew how to put it across respectfully and even though it made her feel guilty, she also feels self aware now and she got some clarity on how to carry on, y'know? He knew how to talk to y/n in a way that made her understand that even if she didn't mean to harm anyone and even if she didn't mean to string anyone along, she was still hurting them and she needed to get her act together a bit, but he didn't insult her in any way and I think that helping your partner improve without fundamentally changing who they are makes a wonderful relationship, and I believe that with y/n would be able to give Chan a bit of peace and calm away from all his duties because she proves her ability to handle herself, time after time. He seems like the type to treat his friends as people who he is obligated to protect and look after (which isn't bad for anyone but himself because people like that tend to stress themselves out way too much), so maybe having someone who he doesn't need to constantly worry about and is able to hold their own in any situation would be perfect for him. Anyways, that's that, I look forward to see how it ends

I still love minho×y/n, but I do agree with that other anon who said that he tends to treat y/n as a being who he has to acquire which feels a bit iffy, y'know? Idk if I'm making sense but he seems to underestimate how powerful all the other competitors are.

On the terms of y/n×changbin, it seems promising but since s2 focuses on the student council, I'd like to see a bit more of them before coming to a conclusion. He's a really nice dude though, and he has been nothing but amazing to every character in the series.

Y/n×Hyunjin feels a bit toxic to me rn, after everything that happened. Both of them should give each other space or atleast stay on friendly terms only for one more season at the very least. Currently they're both in completely different headspaces, with Hyunjin being in a state of guilt and y/n still trying to figure out her place in JYPU and trying to pace her love life, so I don't think either of them are currently in the position to date and support each other.

Y/n×Jisung is adorable. I mean the two of them would be so cute together, I really can't decide. But not much has happened, so I don't have much to comment on.

Y'all know how I feel about y/n×lix, it is the cutest ship ever, I love how he's giving her time and space as he can tell that she needs it, but with the competition, I don't see this ship having much luck.

Y/n×Seungmin is really adorable, it's the cutest thing ever, they are so perfect for each other, but since s2 holds alot of student council shipping, y/n×chan feels like it would easily overtake it soon.

Y/n×Jeongin would be cute but need more substance to go "KDKDOCIEZUXJJX HE'S PERFECT FOR HER I LOVE THEM TOGETHER AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH", y'know?

Anyways, I love the way the series is going so far, I'm scared for this vice prezzie, she is scaring me, but I'm excited.

Anyways, for the picrews:

https://ibb.co/Sf9KkWG

People on the internet tend to think that I'm soft and fluffy and you know the general vibe, very light academia-esque. I also type alot because it's easier for me to type than talk so people think I'm chatty.

https://ibb.co/NmB0j04

Irl, I tend to be a bit work-centric, even back in school I was your local nerd who used to be obsessed with comics and books and my general knowledge was higher than most my age, I used to be a tutor (the only tutor in my school because our school didn't actually have a tutor system, it just started with me clearing doubts and the that turned into explaining lessons and soon it was a daily thing), but people found me slightly difficult to approach because I used to snap at the people I was tutoring sometimes (honestly I wouldn't be mad if someone didn't understand, I get mad when people don't even try and then waste my time because I have better things to do than just sit around and waste my people who aren't giving a shit) and I was on my school's student council so I used to snap at all the students who were being shitheads who didn't know how to understand that instructions are meant to be followed. I was also a very rule-abiding person who lectured rule breakers on why they need to follow rules and why they need to keep themselves safe and so that was basically what other people thought about me.

https://ibb.co/XpKcwsc

Alrighty so my friends see me as someone who was the mom friend for several years and now I have retired and couldn't give a shit. Basically they mention a plan that endangers them or someone else, I open my mouth to try to convince them not to, I remember that advice never worked with them and I just go along with the plan and make sure that no one gets hurt or caught. I also cook quite a bit because I love eating my own food, so people associate me with food. And cats. And books. Those three things are all I ever need.

Also my current job is a secretary for this bigshot business dude so the company is currently undergoing a few problems so I've been a bit busy so I'm sorry if I haven't responded much, or spoken much, I really enjoy reading but I don't have the energy to talk so sisiziax I hope that you can excuse my inactivity

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pizza anon!!! ♥️♥️♥️

chan x y/n 👁👁 that’s a new vote!!! that’s honestly a good perspective tho. like seungmin’s, if it was chan, it would be an overall mature relationship full of calmness and understanding. chan is definitely good at conversing with people and bringing up situations that others may tend to shy away from talking about in (like y/n’s love life), and he does it in a caring and a respectful way. like, you can tell he’s saying it from a place of good heart rather than to try and bring others down.

minho x y/n is true, minho (although he’s trying to better himself) still has an ego the size of a dump truck and it shows in the way he tries to pursue y/n :(( they’re both strong-headed and even though minho would bend over backwards for y/n, it’s unlikely that they’ll never clash.

changbin x y/n!! i can’t wait for the student council focus. and true, changbin has just been a great trooper all around 🥺♥️. he’s gonna be a major character in one of the arcs too so i can’t wait to show ya’ll more of his “calm, cool, and overall nice” guy kind of vibe. like, even though he’s not personally close with anyone (has no history with any of the characters) he still treats them with equal respect, even when hyunjin was throwing a fit.

hyunjin x y/n honestly that couldn’t be more true :((( they’re not in the same wavelengths rn but hyunjin is on his way to self-improvement so he’s still a strong contender once he gets himself back on his feet. he does need some space though 🤧💔

jeongin/jisung x y/n is also still a bit of a wildcard rn. although i teased it in the very final chapter, i’m yet to establish anything beyond their cute friendships so def stay tuned for that as well 😌🙌

felix x y/n UNDERRATED SHIP 😭💔!!! nobody’s voting much on this but honestly it’s alright. they’ll have more fluffy times. “but with the competition—“ you don’t have fate on felix either huh 😔💔

seungmin x y/n one of the easiest dynamics to write. they’re very refreshing together :,)))) and seungmin is just the nicest gentleman ever. but yeah, season 2 will focus more on the other guys for equal screentime ♥️

i’m excited for season 2 too 😤 and i’m gonna take a break from writing it to focus on my other smaus just so i don’t burn myself out because EHALOJ is such an open-world(ish) smau, there’s so many things happening all at once so i don’t want the quality to dwindle if ever i get overwhelmed 😡.

but as for the ships, season 2 will focus on the rest of the guys that haven’t had their chance yet (so goodbye minho, seungmin, and hyunjin and maybe felix for now). season 3 will probably be the first “elimination” to narrow down the guys, then season 4 might be the finalists where the ship will sail 😤🚢.

the picrews are so cute 😭♥️ and honestly, i felt that irl one. i’m also often seen like that (i was in the student council too!!) but even though i never snapped at anyone, for some reason they still get scared of me and i’m like 😀. and same, i love food :,)))) sometimes my mom gets angry because i’d cook food for myself even when there’s already food on the table but like, i want more food y’know.

and ofc!! it’s definitely okay 🥺🙌 no pressure in responding. we’re just glad you’re doing okay and i’m happy to know that you’re still able to enjoy some downtime and read for fun ♥️. i appreciate the feedback uwu.

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