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mphountitled · 12 days

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𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐨𝐫

Summary: Visiting home brings up old feelings for the boy next door…

Myung Jaehyun x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Boy Next Door AU, Non-idol!AU, Language, Mutual pining, Hyperfeminine!Reader, Childhood friends to lovers, Smut +18 (Minors DNI), dry humping, slight ddlg themes, praise kink, dom/sub themes, Dom!Jaehyun, Needy!Jaehyun, Hyperfeminine!reader, Premature Orgasm, Loser!Jaehyun, Needy sex

The lack of actual boy next door fanfic for Boynextdoor is harrowing...

You did not hate your childhood. In fact, you would venture to say that you should look quite fondly of most of it because most of it had taken place here- in a picturesque wasteland of suburbia, and as you drive through the narrow main road, staring at glimpses of childhood relics, you begin to frown. Every memory was so unequivocally perfect except, maybe, for the ones containing him.

"Can you at least try to sound like you're not going kill yourself while you’re there?" Your best friend's voice drones on from the car speaker. Her words, no matter how valid, elicit an eye roll from you, effectively stopping your journey down memory lane. "It would be awful to have to drive down to your childhood home just because you tried to kill yourself, I refuse to have that be the way you introduce your college best friend to your mother."

"Relax," you affirm in a voice groggy from underuse. Spending an entire 15 hour drive beguiled to your car without any company except for maybe of course your Destiny's Child album and a swelling sea of dread in the pit of your stomach.

This would be the first time in a year that you were visiting your childhood home since you left for college. The first time anyone who mapped the outline of your childhood, would perceive you as the budding, blossoming, depressive adult you have become. You felt like a storm coming back into your picturesque childhood neighbourhood, threatening to sweep everything away. That feeling of dread only doubles when your driveway appears on the bottom of a hill. The cul-de-sac of your childhood with all its trimmed hedges, neat fencing and constantly perfect shudders, sends you hurtling into nostalgia and once again, common ordinary dread.

"What If I just turn the car around right now, would that be bad?"

"I have never met a college student so unhappy to be home-" Your best friend mumbles, "You're going to be living the dream!? Actual balanced meals!? Please take one for the team,"

Almost immediately, her words trigger a rumble of hunger from your stomach and you groan as your car curls into the cul-de-sac. Your heart is hammering in your ear, not for the reasons anyone might think, but because of those memories locked in your childhood. As you drive, you try to keep your eye on your house. Your perfect homely house.

Your eye doesn't even stray to the house beside it!

Honest to God!

Not even once.

"Is there a reason you don't wanna go home so bad?"

"The weather is so bad," you say almost automatically, "I think the line's about to cut,"

"Bitch, you only avoid my line of questioning like this when it's about some dick-"

"Jeez, the weather’s messing with the connection."

"If you drop this call TRUST you will be dealt w-"

"I'll call when I unpack, love you-" when you drop the call, your car is parked in the driveway and your shoulders are slumped over. You contemplate waiting around in the driveway until some relative forcibly pulls you out but that thought is quickly made obsolete when you hear a harsh knocking on the door. Your stress levels gravitate to an all time high as you watch him, waving frantically at you from the other side of the glass. His smile is bright and just as crooked as ever. His wave is frantic and energetic; Jaehyun is practically bouncing on the balls of his feet, so unequivocally happy to reunite with his childhood best friend.

His only friend. The return of that voice in your head is one of things you had been anticipating on this trip. Mainly because your childhood had been riddled with so much self esteem issues, your feelings practically metamorphosed into that voice you now hear now. That's all you'll ever be to him. All you've ever been, Your mind remarks in a distasteful spit of venom.

"Get your face off of my windows unless cleaning my car for the foreseeable future is a job you're actually interested in." You say coolly as you slide out of the vehicle. Jaehyun gives space for you to stretch, all while shuffling from one foot to the next, picking at the sleeves of his flannel with a dopey smile like he was one second away from proudly telling you he 'frew up at school'.

"Still as homicidal as ever." He says your name with a familiarity that nearly knocks you unconscious. You focus on lifting your arms to the air, and ironing out tje various aches in your back.

"How long has your ass been waiting here anyway?" It's Jaehyun's turn to nearly evade eye contact at your question. He finds it exceedingly difficult to follow along with what you're saying when you so very clearly have boobs now.

"Since my mom told me you'll be back,” He says before immediately adding, “hey- how long have those been there?" You drop your arms with furrowed brows as you look at him.

"What?"

You await a response that doesn't arrive. Jaehyun only points nonchalantly towards your chest. You look down at your v-neck and back at Jaehyun. "I don't know what you're talking about," you roll your eyes as you shuffle past him.

"YOU HAVE BOOBS NOW?!” He exclaims, “EW-"

You turn around to face him, pushing your acrylic nail into his sternum, "I've always had tits- sh-shut up-"

"You literally finished high school without them. I would have noticed as the tiddy connoisseur, trust me."

You find yourself embarrassed, not by his avid teasing (this is something you've been forced to deal with every single day of your childhood and adolescence,) but you find your stomach warming for completely different reasons. Your Jaehyun-obsessed brain wants to pick apart and dissect his entire statement. Maybe he's finally noticing you now? Maybe this age-old crush will evaporate and metamorphose into something else.

You cannot speak because your nail is still digging intently at his sternum and he's staring down at you, as if waiting for whatever venom laced comeback you had waiting for him.

All you're able to focus on however, is the way in which you're staring intently at each other. For him, this proximity is probably nothing, but for you... "Also when you get in there, please for, the love of God, act surprised."

The spell is immediately broken and you're once again brought back down to earth.

The cul-de-sac.

The driveway.

The afternoon sun, surrounded by a cooling breeze.

"Please don't tell me I'm about to walk into another family dinner," your eyes grew heavy with fatigue at just the mere thought of all your family dinners before. 'Family' being used very loosely because he always somehow found himself in every single one.

"You know how our moms can get," you did. You really did.

"Ugh," you exclaim, trudging up the house steps, "1 hour of this and I'm done." Your hand pauses before the doorknob and you turn to Jaehyun with a bored, almost questioning stare. "Aren't you gonna get my things?"

His grins a wolfish grin before clutching at the t-shirt under his flannel, "Oh how I've missed being bossed around by you-"

"Fuck you-" You chuckle out. Jaehyun only turns his torso sloppily as he continues walking to your car.

"A guy could hope!"

And just like that, that smile is gone. The moment is sour. Because whatever he meant, you knew from childhood experience that it did not mean what you wanted it to.

Meeting everyone all at once had been as jarring as you expected it to be. You ceremoniously heeded Jaehyun's advice, acting so completely shocked when your relatives and Jaehyun's family yelled 'Surprise' in unison. Everyone was sporting smiles that crinkled their eyes and arms open for hugs. Before you were made privy to every line of questioning surrounding school, Jaehyun's mom swept you into her arms.

"How's is my daughter in law-" there was no time for her to watch you grow tense at her words because Jaehyun who was lugging your luggage in, calmly affirmed, "She has tits now, apparently-"

"MYUNG JAEHYUN-"

The evening had progressed with all the domesticity that you lacked during college and you found yourself at immense ease throughout dinner. Home is still home. Jaehyun is still Jaehyun. Everything that once was, still is and you took a second after dinner to ruminate in the feelings of comfort seeping into your entire being.

That is until your mother ruined it by inserting a very unnecessary, wholly uncalled for fact during dessert drudgery.

"Any boys on campus?"

"It's campus," you snorted as you stuffed your face with malva pudding, "of course there are boys," Throughout the course of your dinner, Jaehyun, who is dutifully seated directly beside you, has taken to swinging his leg against yours. A provocation from childhood that you almost immediately latch onto until you are both playing a violent game of footsies under the table.

"No boys to smooch on campus," Jaehyun speaks up, petulantly puckering his lips at you. All you're able to do is try and ignore him which proves to be a dangerous feat.

"I should think there's a new boy." Your mom says before pointing at you and Jaehyun with the flick of her utensils, "The primary school crush you two had on each other has gone on for way too-"

"MOM!?"

Your mother's slip of the tongue instantly grabs all of Jaehyun's attention. He's perking up in his seat like a rottweiler at attention with his head snapped in your direction.

"Crush?" His eyes falter, scanning the side of your face as if he was perceiving you anew. All traces of a smile are gone as he dumbly asks "What crush?"

"I've been driving for an insane amount of hours," you begin by pushing yourself out of your dining chair, "I should unpack and get to bed-"

"W-Wait I can help." You glare daggers at Jaehyun, that look alone should be enough to stop him from rising from his seat.

"Don't be rude. Your best friend hasn't seen you in ages" your mother scolds, lightly prompting your hands to curl at your sides, "We'll take care of the dishes."

Your ascension up the stairs had been charged with tension and filled with something else entirely. You walk ahead of Jaehyun as if trying to distract yourself from his presence, but everything about him is so completely there, "I can feel you staring at my ass," you mumble, needing to fill the air with something, anything at all as you reach the upstairs landing. "Guilty," he says as he follows you into your childhood room which is much the same.

Jaehyun beelines for your twin bed, almost immediately flinging himself on the childish quilted bedspread. "This place is still the same..."

"So are you actually going to be useful, because if not," you fold your arms as you stare him down, "You can leave?"

His mouth hangs open in a lopsided grin as he reaches around to grab at the very first plushie he finds. One of many.

"You still sleep with these?" He asks instead, as if your question meant nothing at all. He plays idly with the stuffed dinosaur in his hands as he leans his head back against the pillows. Seeing him here, amongst your things, brought an avalanche of nostalgia and a wave of hopelessness. He is still so attractive, even after all these years.

You sigh, "Jaehyun if you're not gonna-"

"So was that true?" There it is. The shotgun question that had been hanging like damp washing between the two of you. With your nerves shot to hell, you decide to lower your behind on the very edge of the twin bed as you busy your hands with folding your clothes. Your back is turned to him but you can feel those piercing, smiling eyes watching you.

"Is what true?"

"C'mon, don't do that,'' there is a noise of shuffling behind you. Your heart hammers in its cage with the dip in the bed sheets and you can feel him seated directly behind you. You look down at your lap to find that he's placed your plushie there, as if to distract you from the fact that his legs were now framing yours, his front pressed against your back.

"You know what," he whispers straight into your ear, sounding as serious as you've ever heard him.

Craning your neck backwards to let your eyes fall on Jaehyun would prove to be a cataclysmic mistake. It only heightens the wobble in your voice as you say, "The crush I had on you was juvenile and childish and frankly didn't mean any-"

"Dude..." he whispers, eyes seemingly boring into every single square inch of your face, "I've dreamt about being your boyfriend since I fucking found out what a boyfriend is." His words knock the breath cleanly out of your lungs and your voice grows quiet as he lifts his hand to the side of your face. "What..."

"Yeah!"

His voice is loud and boisterous but you're still somehow locked tightly in your stupor.

"Nu uh," you mumble, your eyes daringly drifting across his lips, "You're lying?"

"How am I lying, angel?" you suck in a deep breath because his thumb is rubbing dizzying circles against your cheek now and his voice has descended a gravelly octave. He dips his head down, experimentally placing a feathlight kiss on the corner of your bottom lip. So innocent, but charged with so many expletives, the possibilities rush straight to your clit.

Still, you soldier on.

"B-Because remember what you said at our grade 6 dance?"

He's not listening. He's not listening because he's finally got a taste of you and he'd be damned if he didnt get more. Jaehyun cranes your neck until you're facing forward once more and you gasp when his lips descend on the skin between your neck and shoulder. "Enlighten me," he mumbles against your skin, placing more featherlight kisses there before he quickly grows bored and decides to stick out his tongue experimentally. You turn into molten clay in his hands and the whimper that escapes you is borderline pornagraphic. This is the stuff all Jaehyun's previous fantasies are made of.

"W-When you asked me out- you said..." your voice drifts off because Jaehyun can't help but let his right hand reach around until he squeezes your torso impossibly closer. All the pudge, all the skin, all the ways he's been dreaming about having you this close and you were there for the taking this whole time.

"Fuck, I'm obsessed with you…" He says, and he does a very odd thing. He buries his face in your neck and just sniffs. This momentary slip of weakness allows you to regain some of your senses as you say,

"Y-You asked me to be your date," Jaehyun is drunk on the very scent of you now and his cock throbs as he brings you impossibly closer against his lap,

"What else did I say, baby," he wants you to carry on talking. Anything that might distract you from wanting him to leave. Anything that might keep you here just a little longer. His cock throbs at that thought alone and it has him rubbing against your skin like a dog in heat.

"Y-You said you didn't have anyone else to go with-" you suck in a deep breath through your air as Jaehyun's hand venture underneath your shirt. He slithers his hand up in a hurry until his cool fingertips are grazing the flesh of your breasts. Like a crazed adolescent driven by his hormones alone, he pulls your bra down, all while tonguing and licking at your neck like his life depended on it.

"S'sorry," he mumbles incoherently behind you, and his hand on the side of your face cranes your head backwards so that you're facing him once more, "So'so'sorry," he places a sloppy, apologetic kiss on your mouth which immediately triggers a very deep desire that is almost as old as you are.

"I wanted you so bad-" you admit with a gasp, and Jaehyun feels your confession shoot straight down his spine. He plasters his front into your backside, pressing his hips against your ass in an apparent wave of lust.

"I've always needed you," he ventures to admit, pressing his bulge against your backside as if needing to persuade you further.

Those words of affirmation are all you need , all you've needed for a lifetime and you immediately turn until you're lumbering onto him before letting your knees frame his hips. His hands instinctively grip onto, your supple, full hips and the feeling of your softness on top of him alone is enough to have him groaning into the air as his hips stutter up at you.

While you crash your lips against his once more you lift yourself away but his hips follow, "The fuck are you doing!?" He mumbles against your lips before biting lightly at your bottom lip.

"Too heavy," you mumble, "I don't wanna be too hea-"

Your words dissolve in your throat and in its place, a yelp escapes as Jaehyun forcibly pulls you down onto his sweatpants-clad lap. "You did this to me," he says, watching you intently as if scolding you, "You did this to me and now you wanna run away?" He scoffs as his hands begins to guide your hips against his. You're both in very flimsy material. Him in his sweatpants and you in similar attire except your sweatpants were a dusky pink. "Youre so pretty grinding on me like that fuck-" he speaks quickly and fluidly as he leans backward onto your bed, making more space to watch you grind yourself on top of him.

His attention is utterly intoxicating and so you do nothing but listen when he says, "Take your top off, baby-"

You peel the item of clothing off, unclipping your bra with all the speed and sloppiness that came with your lust-filled fog/ Jaehyun doesn't help. He's all too focused on guiding your hips against his, watching you face contort into pleasure.

"Pants," he says, needing to see more of your open-mouthed moans, "Take your pants off," he whispers, "Make a mess on me," he swallows thickly, "Please,"

You lift yourself to momentarily push your sweatpants, Jaehyun lifts himself momentarily to grab at your stuffed animal.

"Whatre you-" When you straddle him again, you're completely naked while he's fully clothed. The juxtaposition only elicits another wave of lust. "Hold this while you ride me," he stuffs your plushie against your chest, watching your mouth hang open as you lower your clit onto his bulge,

"O-Oh my fuck, Jaehyun-"

"Just like that, angel, fuck,' he throws his head back momentsrily stumped by the weight of his pleasure. He's trying to be dominant for you. He's trying to keep his control for you, but you're moving your hips against his, with his bulge between your legs, using him for absolute filth. It ruins him entirely.

His voice cracks when he lifts his head to look up at you and say, "Oh my god, you feel so fucking good, oh my god," When Jaehyun curses, your cunt only presses down harder against him, prompting a needier response out of you.

Jaehyun swallows thickly, "Use me, baby," he says, "F-Fuck, just fucking use me," his hips stutter upwards and his hands on your sides grip you so tightly you know it'll leave marks. "Doing s-so well for me. Youre doing so fucking well-"

He watches with an open mouth at your tits, so pillowy and full, bouncing as you rub yourself against him and he completely loses it.

"Fuck- p-please cum, I need to cum so bad-" Jaehyun gasps, wracking another torrid moan out of you as you descend almost immediately into your orgasm. Jaehyun watches with an open mouth and half lidded eyes, unable to stop himself from fucking up into you. He wraps his arm against your waist and buries his face in your chest. You rake your fingers through his hair and he shivers

"No way you just made me cum in my pants," he is so incredibly overcome with embarrassment, he dreads having to look up at you.

"I'm sorry," he whispers.

"No, Jaehyun, its-"

"I mean about not being honest sooner. That was bad of me, he mumbles into your chest and you chuckle at his petulance, "I'm sorry,"

"Apology accepted for making me wait so long..."

#boynextdoor #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor smut #jaehyun #jaehyun x reader #jaehyun smut #myung jaehyun #myung jaehyun x reader #myung jaehyun smut

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loveriwoo · 2 months

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~ ☆ boynextdoor reaction to you coming home late . . - 0t6 . . .

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psh: comforts as usual. he tried calling, texting, all that sort, he just lays onto your shared bed, sinking in the mattress hoping you’d be home by the following minutes, he’d listen to your guys’ playlist to past time, suddenly hearing a knock at the door he sparks up sharp and gets out of bed “where have you been.. I missed you” his sleepy eyes say a lot, he just holds you tight rubbing your back softly, though he doesn’t question you much as you both were lead back into your bedroom to doze off.

lsh: he definitely overthinks— he’s wondering around the house hoping you’d pick up the call as he mumbles to himself, praying your safe, he leaves the door of the apartment unlocked but still can’t doze of to sleep not until he sees you’re right in-front of him and fine. As you open the door he immediately rushes out “are you okay?? Where have you been?!” He hugs you tightly not wanting to let go “I’m fine riri,,” he’s still a little worried but at ease, not wanting to bother you with questions you both go to bed, he’s just glad you’re okay.

mjh: very worried at first and it just slowly starts changing into being upset, just like riwoo, he will overthink it, thinking you might be in danger or so,, you try sneaking by using your keys but fail as the doors were locked, you rang the door bell and jaehyun didn’t take even 1 second to rush and answer “it’s so late..” he takes you inside “where were you, it’s nearly 3am” he visibly looks upset “I’m sorry jae,, I’m too tired to talk can we sleep?,,” you yawn hugging into his arms as he carry’s he to the bedroom, still upset but happy you’re safe with him.

hdm: as his impatient self, sitting on the couch, his foot taping every second that passes, taesan is NOT the patient kind, it annoyed him that you wasn’t showing up, taking matters into his own hands he gets up and out of the apartment now trying to look for you around your streets, as he spots you around the corner walking slowly looking tired as if you was leaping over your own steps, he slowly rushes to where you are “it’s freezing at this time” taking his jacket off to put over you, you look up at him “sorry taesan, I stayed behind on shift and —yawns— I’m really,, tired..” taesan puts his arm around you whilst you go back into the apartment ready to cuddle and sleep.

kdh: overprotective asl, he is MAD that you aren’t picking up any calls, he stands and waits right against the door as you knock and he opens the door you’re greeted with a harsh overprotective sounding “where were you. Why haven’t you looked at your phone and answered my calls.” , “baby my phon—“ he interrupted now closer to you “do you not understand how fucking worried I was??” You just look away and try going to your bedroom but he holds you still “you know I just care for you..” he looks at you sharply, you sigh “ I’m sorry leehan but can we please go to bed, am tired..” nodding as he follows you behind to go get some rest too.

kwh: cannot stay up late even though it was a life or death situation- he waits infront of the door, phone in his hand hoping his messages go through but slowly and surely his eyes close up on him, opening the apartment door as you step in you’re greeted with couch-sleeping woonhak, his phone right next to him on your contact, not wanting to wake him up you kiss his cheek and get him a blanket as you go pass out onto the bed and get sone rest.

(Psh = park Sungho)

(lsh = lee sanghyeok/riwoo)

(Mjh = Myung jaehyun)

(Hdm = Han dongmin/taesan)

(Kdh = Kim donghyun/leehan)

(kwh = Kim woonhak)

[hope I didn’t make much spelling mistakes, and if I did I do apologise ㅠㅠ]

#boynextdoor #bnd #park sungho #riwoo #jaehyun #myung jaehyun #taesan #leehan #woonhak #fanfic #reaction #kpop #bonedo #bnd x reader #boynextdoor x reader #bnd fluff #bnd imagines #ot6

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kkydult · 4 months

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— Leave it to me

coworker!myung jaehyun x fem!reader - fluff - 1.47k

a/n. the ending might be a bit rough i wrote it well at first then forgot to save so i kinda just tried to make it work. anyways i hope y’all enjoy this don’t hesitate to tell me you don’t i want feedback !!

“Get these done by this afternoon y/n, I need them in my office before 2.” the thud of the stack of documents landing on your desk brought your attention up to your boss’s eyes, with a swift eye smile he had left your front giving you the responsibility to figure out what exactly you were to do with the unfamiliar pile.

It made sense, of course you had to work on your own and figure shit out yourself but a little guidance would help get the work done faster because now you were just stuck at your desk examining the files for the possible task. And by now it was too late to go to his office and inquire so you just played a guessing game with yourself.

“You seem… lost” you turned over to the voice coming from the other side of the room, you had left your desk for the photocopy room but you still felt unsure, standing close enough to the machine for it to seem like you were doing something but actually doing nothing. Jaehyun was there by the door with two cups in his hands, an apologetic smile on his face somehow relieving you of all the built up stress, of all the people in the office he was the one you felt at ease with, even when you felt lost like this.

Without you having to explain the situation he handed you one of the cups in his hands placing the other down as he looked quickly through the documents you were assigned, you scanned his face to get any signs of understanding on his side.

“Here.” you looked over to where he was gesturing, finally understanding the task as you read across the line so conveniently written in the smallest font, “I’m starting to think he’s plotting against you y/n” he laughed as you started sorting out the work you were assigned, you turn over to him smiling in agreement almost shocked he could see it too.

“I’ve been saying this! I don’t even know why I’ve barely done anything to get him mad” you added complaining freely to him, his eyes locked on you paired with a soft sympathetic smile, he always had that look when you started to blabber it made you feel heard like you could tell he was listening and acknowledging your thoughts at the same time.

“Don’t even worry about it I’ll make sure he never succeeds, I’m your guy” he reassured you and that was enough for you, just the words because you knew he meant them. “You’re my guy?” you asked playfully, it was routine you teased each other constantly and that was part of the office fun with Jaehyun, who else would make you wear a santa hat to work on an average day in June if not him?

“Yeah I’m all yours y/n” he smiled sheepishly leaning in closer, he was only a few inches closer but it felt like one wrong move and your lips would touch but you couldn’t move like some part of you wanted one wrong move but in a matter of seconds he was inches away and your heart was still thundering in your chest as you turned back to your work. You tried to find words to fill the silence that settled in but it just brought you back to his lips.

“I still got a lot to get back to, I’ll head out first” he finally spoke clearing his throat before the words followed, you nodded glancing at him right as he walked out.

The rest of the day you just acted as if nothing had happened, you figured it was the best way to proceed since nothing had happened but it was harder than you expected, almost like something switched in that one moment, all of a sudden every feeling you felt towards him came back to one thing that most people would describe as love, at least that’s how your coworkers saw it.

“Wait you guys aren’t dating?” Jaehyun’s desk neighbor, Hyein asked visibly shocked by the statement, you shook your head confused as to why that was even a thought,

“Everyone says you’re dating. I’m pretty sure Jaehyun even confirmed it… then again he could have been joking again” she explained as she leaned on your desk trying to figure out the situation while you were still stuck on the fact that you’ve been basically dating Jaehyun in the eyes of all your colleagues,

“Why would you think we were dating?” she looked at you with obvious concern her brows furrowed as she pursed her lips, your eyes widened at her reaction expecting anything but that,

“I can’t believe I have to explain this but you guys are so undeniably meant for each other, you literally don’t laugh at other people’s jokes and luckily for you he literally only jokes for you, like seriously he literally is a stone statue before you arrive at the office like so cold”

“Myung Jaehyun? Cold? That’s not possible” you laughed completely amused with the things you were learning, you weren’t sure how much actually meant anything but it felt nice to hear, she nodded at you as she continued explaining every detail of your relationship with Jaehyun as if it was a romcom that she had binged over fifty times.

“I guess platonic love is a thing too now but yeah I don’t think that’s y’all”

The more you thought about it the more you felt it and nothing about it felt merely friendly, you wanted to love him and show him love, you wanted to know it was real and not just your imagination, that he felt these things too, that he wanted to kiss you too.

Days went by and the words kept hitting at your throat begging to come out for him to listen as he always did, and tell you everything you felt was mirrored but you couldn’t just let it out. Now it was night out with the office and you managed to bring him along with you to the building rooftop with a few drinks for just the two of you under the moonlit sky.

“I can’t actually hold my alcohol” you giggled sipping out of the bottle in your hand,

“Don’t worry, I can” he hummed watching carefully as you looked over the barricade down to the street below you pulling you back almost immediately, bringing you back to the worn out chairs that were in the middle of the space on the roof,

“You know people think we’re dating” you slurred as the effects started getting to your brain, you stared at him waiting for a response watching him hold back a smile before looking back at you shrugging,

“You don’t mind ?” you asked tucking your hair behind your ear your eyes still fixed on him, you could feel your body heat up at every move he made, a part of you knew he wasn’t going to do anything but it was overshadowed by all of the others begging for him to do anything.

“Not really since it’s you” you titled your head at him trying to decipher if that meant it’s you and you’re cool and my friend so it’s whatever or it’s you and i love you so i don’t mind, he smiled noticing your obvious pensive state.

“Do you mind?” he asked curiously lifting up his eyebrow at you making you sigh a soft chuckle, you shook your head biting your bottom lip as you looked up at him the soft smile on his lips sending butterflies to your belly,

“No but why aren’t we?”

“Dating?” he asked a soft smirk on his lips as his brows lifted in shock, you nodded at him making him take the time to actually think about it,

“I guess I hadn’t asked yet” you smiled at the sound of those words and the way he looked at you spoke so much more, he had so much to say but he wanted you to know more than anything else, for you to feel what he felt,

“I don’t want to waste anymore time on talking, I want to show you the way i feel, if you’ll let me” you watched as he leaned closer to your face, his gaze bouncing between your lips and your eyes just waiting for you to give him the green light and once you did he kissed you so longingly his hand cupping your cheek perfectly as he pulled you in closer both your noses presses against each other’s cheeks, pulling back reluctantly resting his head on yours, your heavy breath against his lips only drawing him closer to you desperate to taste you once again,

“Y/n? So do I call you babe now?”

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restlessmaknae · 8 days

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crush into you // myung jaehyun

When you literally crush into Jaehyun on your way to an interview, the boy manages to spill iced coffee on your blouse. That's how you end up wearing his own blazer to the interview to cover up the spot, and the rest is history.

➳ Characters: uni student!Jaehyun x uni student!female reader/you

➳ Genre: meet cute, slice of life, uni au, fluff

➳ Words: 3k

➳ Warning: mentions of foods

➳ A/N: This story had the second most votes in my recent poll, so here it is. I'm really enjoying their comeback, so it was very easy to write a story about Jaehyun. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! ❤️

➳ Taglist: @s00buwu, @dat-town

Your days were carefully planned out with written to-do lists, calendar apps filling up your phone, and multiple scenarios made up with every plan that you might have. Just like today when you were about to go to an assessment centre as part of a job interview: a 3-hour selection process with an hour of group work, an hour of one-on-one interview with the hiring manager alongside an HR specialist and an hour for individual tests. You planned out when to leave the flat, when to get on the bus, which bus to take in case you didn’t manage to get on the exact bus you wanted and when you could possibly leave your neighbourhood the latest in order to still get to the company in time.

Myung Jaehyun’s days, on the other hand, were a hot mess. He was frequently running late from classes, group work meet-ups and dance practices, high on adrenaline and energy drinks. No one blamed him because the moment he flashed a smile, it was game over for them. Taesan might have given him a bombastic side eye for such a comment, but it was rare that anyone really reprimanded Jaehyun for being a bit too hyper, a bit too all over the place and a bit of a kid at times.

So when you literally crushed into him as you turned a corner towards the company and he was running around with his iced coffee in hand, trying not to be late from a class, on his part, the collision wasn’t that unexpected.

On your part though, it totally was.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so so sorry,” the boy exclaimed first things first just at the same time as you started apologising to him, but when you felt an odd cold sensation around your abdominal area, you immediately looked down at your white blouse, your lips parting in disbelief.

“Oh nooo,” you pouted, looking at the brownish spot on your white blouse caused by his coffee, multiple scenarios crossing your head as to how to fix this. You didn’t have enough time to go back to your flat to change, you weren’t familiar with the area, so you didn’t know whether they had a clothes shop around, and you didn’t know whether trying to get the stain out would only make it worse and the spot more noticeable or not.

“Oh. My. Gosh. I’m so… very… sorry,” the stranger reacted more dramatically than you would have thought so, all wide eyes and exasperated expression tinting his otherwise boyish features, messy jet-black locks falling into his eyes. As opposed to your business casual style - white blouse with black cotton pants and high-heeled sandals -, he looked more like a sophisticated yet fashionable guy around campus with his burgundy sports shoes, leather pants, a simple white tee, a black blazer and multiple accessories crowning the look from rings on his fingers to necklaces gracing his skin. You couldn’t have looked any different at that moment.

“I’ll make it up, I promise. Are you in a hurry, are you heading somewhere?” He asked nevertheless, his puppy eyes also in contrast to his whole appearance.

“Well, yeah, I’m going for a job interview. I’ll have to be there in 15 minutes, and it’s still like a 5-minute walk from here.”

“Oh no, that’s not good,” he shook his head, and with the hand that didn’t hold the half-empty cup of the rest of his coffee, he scratched the back of his neck. He bit down on his lower lip, clearly in deep contemplation, and you were about to end this whole conversation when his actions made you freeze on the spot. In a whirlwind moment of events, he threw his cup into a nearby trash can, got a tissue out of his pocket to clean his hand that the coffee also spilled onto and slid the blazer off himself to reach it out to you. “Here, take this. It might be a bit big on you, but it will cover up the spot nicely, and I think it will go well with your outfit.”

“But…”

“Please, take it. I don’t really know what else to do right now, and you have a job interview in 15 minutes, and I’m terribly sorry, and I don’t want you to mess it up because of me. So it might be worth a try? I don’t know, I just…” The boy kept talking on and on, his voice cheery yet also filled with guilt, and seeing his puppy eyes shining with genuine care, you didn’t have the heart to say no. What could possibly go wrong about trying it on either way?

“I was about to say that it’s actually a pretty smart idea,” you pointed out as you reached out for the blazer, and the boy’s face lit up fully when you complimented him. He flashed you a wide, toothy grin, his smile pushing his lips closer to his eyes, so much that his eyes almost disappeared while he was smiling at you.

The boy even offered to hold your bag while you put the blazer on, and since it had two buttons on the bottom, it allowed you to fully cover up the spot as if it had never been there. He was right though, it was big on you, but oversized was in fashion these days, right?

“Oh my gosh, it really does fit you,” he pointed it out in a similarly excited manner as before, and you smiled back at him, forgetting for a moment why you had even been wearing his clothes. Just for a moment though, you were back to your planning self within a second.

“Thanks for your help, but I really need to go now. Would you give me your number, so I can give it back to you later on?”

“Yeah, yeah, sure,” he said as he fished his phone out of his pocket to exchange contacts with you. As you locked your screen after saving his number, you looked up at him, into his shining jet-black orbs, and for a moment, you didn’t know what to say. Gosh, your days were always so planned out, plan Bs and Cs tucked into your mind with every scenario that you could imagine, yet this, this was exactly the kind of thing you could not prepare yourself for. No wonder you were awfully unprepared for what to say.

Luckily, he was the one who woke up from his stupor first as he announced:

“Let me know how the interview goes. Good luck! You’ve got this!” He cheered you on as he threw his balled fists into the air, and off he went, the picture of his wide, toothy smile and his shining eyes difficult to forget even if you had more important things to concentrate on.

You agreed on meeting at a café a few days later. Those few days were enough for you to wash and dry clean the blazer, and to get a gift bag, so you could give it back to the boy (Jaehyun based on his KKT ID) in a presentable manner. You were supposed to be early for your agreed meet-up as you made your way to the café 10 minutes earlier, but you already found Jaehyun sitting at a corner table, scrolling through his phone and occasionally laughing out loud at whatever he was watching.

Jaehyun was not supposed to be early for your agreed meet-up, but given your well-prepared state the last time you had met, he started wondering where you could be at 15:15 when he had thrown himself into the café, totally panicked that you must have already been sitting there. Only to realise upon checking your messages with you that you had actually agreed on meeting at 15:30, meaning that he was actually 15 minutes early, not 15 minutes late. Not too bad for someone like him though.

So when you walked up to him and your voice dragged him out of his mindless scrolling, he flashed a wide smile at you, the one that had been engraved into your memories since your first encounter.

“Hey! Have you been waiting for a long time?” You inquired curiously as you hopped down on the chair on the opposite side of the table. Jaehyun let out a semi-embarrassed chuckle, one that made you furrow your eyebrows in question, although the smile was still playing on your lips.

“Well, that’s a funny story,” he started with a scratch on his neck before he continued with the story. “I thought… no, I was convinced that we were supposed to meet at 15:00, and so, I was fashionably late as usual. You know how I said that I’m usually late, but I’ll try my best to come on time. When I didn’t see you here at 15:15 when I got here, I checked our conversation on KKT, and it turns out we were supposed to meet at 15:30, so I was 15 minutes early.”

“Oh my gosh,” you couldn’t hold back your laughter as you were listening to his explanation, and the way he told the story made everything ten times funnier. He used wide hand gestures while speaking, and he played with his tone to deliver the parts of the story even more clearly. The boy laughed at himself too, so it didn’t feel weird laughing at his antics, something so unlike yours.

After pulling yourself together, you gave him the bag with the clean blazer, yet, he insisted that you shouldn’t have cleaned it yourself and bought a gift bag for him in which you delivered it. Hearing that, you insisted that crushing into him was partly your fault, and he did save you from having to sit though the 3-hour selection process with a visible coffee-stain on your blouse, so this was the least you could do. Plus, even though you didn’t say it out loud, you found it cute how he had asked about your interview afterwards on KKT (what position it was for, what company it was and how it went), and how delighted he had been when you had told him that you think you had done well. He had sent some encouraging memes in return (like the kid with his balled fists and a determined face), and just the thought that pretty much a stranger like him could be so happy and cheer you on eased your frazzled nerves post-interview.

You ordered your drinks while he was asking about your days and how you had been since you had last met. That’s when your phone buzzed, and seeing the company’s name on the screen that you had interviewed for, you immediately reached for it. Swiftly, you unlocked your screen and opened the message, only to let out a little bit of a squeal when you saw that you had gotten in.

“Oh my god, what is it?” Jaehyun asked, and his confusion was written all over his features when you looked up from your phone.

“I’ve got the internship! I’ve got in!”

Immediately, the boy’s features softened, and his lips pulled into a genuine, wide smile that could outdo the sun, his jet-black orbs twinkling with joy.

“Wow, congrats! That’s so cool!” He beamed, practically as excited as you, and clapped his hands enthusiastically. You could see from the corner of your eyes that you got some stares from the people nearby, but you couldn’t care less in your state. Finally, you landed an internship offer! “It’s totally the blazer’s doing though,” Jaehyun added cheekily, his smile turning into a crooked, almost cocky one.

“Yeah, totally, me and your emotional support blazer against the world,” you replied in a similarly teasing tone, and let out a laugh at the same time as the boy did. Gosh, who would have thought that you would meet him for the first time on the day you interviewed for the company, and you would meet him again when you were notified of your result?

Maybe he was really your lucky charm.

“You gotta celebrate though. Let’s order cake! I think I saw some cakes on the menu, and before you object, it’s on me,” the boy announced matter-of-factly, and grabbed a menu from a nearby empty table. You shook your head, seeing his pumped up state, since you couldn’t believe that he was so supportive of you. After all, you had barely met a week ago, and still, he acted as if you had always known each other, and it warmed your heart.

In the end, you did order some cakes (and you let Jaehyun pay for them), and while you were munching on them, you talked… and talked… and talked some more since it seemed that you could never run out of things to share. First and foremost, Jaehyun always had a story to share - mostly chaotic, yet partly cute ones -, and even if he didn’t, he always asked about your side, and it was just so easy to talk to him. Usually, you needed some time to open up to people, but he made talking to him feel so easy, so light, so comfortable.

Your favourite was when he insisted that he looked like a wolf, and pouted when you agreed with all his friends who said that he looked more like a puppy. When you added that if not a puppy, you saw him as a bunny, he perked up because that was the first time he heard about it. Never have you ever thought that a boy like him could get so specific about the animal he resembled, but you let him talk about it all he wanted to see those eyes shining so bright, to see that smile stretching so wide.

You packed up only when the waitress came by to tell you that you were nearing closing hours, and if that wasn’t a sign that you did lose track of time beside him, you had no idea what could indicate it more that beside him, you wanted to stop time, not wait for it to go by faster.

You had one crush in your whole life, and that had been when you had been 12, and the new kid had entered your class, and he had sat beside you. Said kid had turned out to be a total nutcase when he had opened his mouth, and you had officially dropped your crush 3 weeks into the new school year, and ever since then, you had never felt butterflies in your stomach, let alone declare your love for someone.

Until him.

Jaehyun had too many crushes in his life to count. His heart was just as erratic as his life, and it’s not that he was playing with others’ feelings, it’s more like he had too much love and joy to give others, but they didn’t always appreciate it. He fell in love easily, only to have his heart broken even more easily because his crushes had never liked him back.

Until you.

At first, you didn’t know if he felt the same way because he seemed so casual, you found it hard to believe that he could see you as more than a friend.

At first, he didn’t know if you felt the same way because you seemed so cool, so put together, he found it hard to believe that you could see him as more than a friend with his very different (and very chaotic) self.

Then, you started picking up on the signs: the way he showed you his dance practice routines to ask for your opinion when it was just the two of you at the dance studio he attended; the way he was ever so oblivious to the barista girl at a café because he only had eyes for you; the way he always asked about your day on KKT and sent memes to match your mood; the way he remembered every little thing - the date of your first 1-on-1 with your manager during your internship or when you would go to the dentist - despite telling you that his memory was terrible, and when he sent you photos of clothes that he thought you would like when he was shopping.

Then, he started picking up on the signs: the way you always gave him a detailed feedback on his choreographies when he asked you to even though you said you didn’t know anything about dance; the way you totally didn’t want to acknowledge that a guy was trying to flirt with you when you went to the cinema together and said that you were with Jaehyun as if to signal that there was no room for anyone else (his heart did a thing there, he couldn’t lie); the way you always knew what to say when he doubted himself or he was under the weather and sent him songs to make him feel better; the way you remembered every little thing - his favourite colour, the brand of his favourite snack and the plushies he wanted to win in the arcade game -, and how you kept bringing up his emotional support blazer because this was your little joke, this was your little thing.

No wonder this was how he confessed: buying you the exact same blazer in your size, and saying that you could think of it as your own emotional support blazer from now on or a couple item, you could choose.

And you would be foolish not to choose the latter.

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minkkumaz · 10 months

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can u write getting jaehyun a switch for his bday and he stays up all night playing it? ^^ i think it’d be cute

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jaehyun stays up late into the night playing rocket league on the switch you bought him for his birthday. you just want him to come to bed.

PAIRING myung jaehyun x fem!reader WC 0.5k TAGS established relationship. fluff. little smooching. cuddling. i know nothing about rocket league but he likes soccer so. OMI NOTE this is actually something i'd do and i'm the real jaehyun #canon. ty anon wink wink ^_^

maybe getting jaehyun a nintendo switch for his birthday wasn’t the greatest idea. you wrapped it prettily beforehand, just to watch him tear off the wrapper and stare at the present with shock. seeing him happy was all worth it, but you didn’t think he’d be on it all night

the clock on jaehyun’s nightstand read two am. he had promised you he’d come back to bed in ten minutes. however ten minutes turned into thirty, then thirty turned into an hour, then two hours, and it continued on. you still saw the flashes of light from the tv that ricocheted their way down the hallway; slightly peering underneath the closed door of his bedroom.

you groaned in frustration, unable to sleep without the boy hugging onto you closely. lifting the covers off of your body, you pulled yourself off of his bed and towards the living room. his hushed conversations into a mic got louder the closer you got.

when you appeared behind him, he was furiously moving around the controller in his hand, focused on the action in front of him. the sound of his friends yelling becoming more prominent, making your eye twitch. he barely noticed until you let your hand touch his shoulder.

“hyunnie come to bed please, i can’t sleep.” you whined sleepily letting your chin rest on the top of his head.

“hold on guys–” he moved the mic piece from his headset away from his face and turned to look at you. “baby i said i would come in ten minutes, okay?”

“but that was three hours ago hyunnie–”

“it’s been three hours?” he gaped, quickly grabbing his phone to look at the time. it infact proved his suspicions as the time popped up on his screen, “oh my gosh honey i’m so sorry, i just got so excited to play i didn’t even notice!”

“it’s okay lovey, let’s just go to bed now okay?” you smiled, rubbing his shoulder.

“you’re so cute, i’ll get off right now.” he raised his hand to squeeze your cheeks together, laughing at your lips forming a fish - like pout.

once he returned to his headset, he told his friends goodbye and shut of the game so he could quickly rush back to you. he intertwined his hands with yours and lead you back to his room for some well deserved sleep.

as soon as your body hit the comfortable mattress once again, you almost passed out right there. but not before jaehyun could land right next to you.

“thank you for the present, y/n. i really loved it.” he wrapped his arms around your figure, locking them behind your back. your legs entangled with his, alongside the blankets.

“im glad, just know that rocket league isn’t going to disappear anytime soon.” you mumble leaning in to the crook of his neck.

jaehyun planted soft kisses on your head, holding you close to him and careful not to let you go. “the same goes for you, you’re mine forever.”

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luneengene2 · 4 months

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Boynextdoor Hyung Line reaction when they found out that their daughter had been dumped by a bastard

They will remain idols on this blog

A/N : I don't know why I thought about this, because I think it's very adorable, and the thought of them becoming fathers is always spinning in my head🥺

|| Contains grammatical errors ||

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|| MYUNG JAEHYUN ||

• Jaehyun had just returned home from his fan meeting.

• When you said that your daughter had locked herself in her room since noon and hadn't even had lunch, of course Jaehyun was immediately very worried.

• Jaehyun knew that his daughter would definitely obey him if he asked to open the door.

• Jaehyun's daughter is definitely daddy's girl, surely if she heard Jaehyun's voice her daughter would jump straight to open the door.

• When his daughter opened the bedroom door, Jaehyun could see there were traces of tears on his daughter's cheeks.

• Before he asks, his daughter will immediately hug him and cry again in his arms, and of course that will make you and Jaehyun even more worried.

• When his daughter started to answer what really happened to her, the answer made Jaehyun very hurt and angry. Hearing that his daughter was just dumped, while he treated his daughter like a princess.

• "I don't want you to date again before you're fully grown, princess,"

• After that incident, Jaehyun would be more protective of his daughter, if his daughter wanted to go out with a boy, then the boy had to meet Jaehyun first.

• Jaehyun 'spoils' his daughter more to keep her focused on her father, compared to men who can't necessarily make her happy.

|| PARK SUNGHO ||

• When he heard that his daughter had been dumped by a man, Sungho as a father was of course very hurt by this (Not much different from Jaehyun).

• "I told you, don't date before you're an adult. But you didn't hear what I said,"

• "What did he have to dare to throw away my daughter like trash?"

• 'Pranking' the boy who dumped his daughter just like that until the boy was traumatized💀.

• Make sharp threats first if a boy asks his daughter to go out for a walk. "If you do anything bad to my daughter, I will make sure your bones are broken or paralyzed,"

• If anyone asked his daughter to date again, Sungho would immediately say 'No' sharply and firmly. He just didn't want his daughter to get the same treatment. He was also quite traumatized.

|| LEE SANGHYEOK / RIWOO LEE ||

• Usually the anger of people who have I in their MBTI is more dangerous.

• When he finds out that his daughter was dumped by a man whose family he doesn't even know about, he can turn into a hungry lion.

• "What's his name? What is his home address?"

• If his daughter answered honestly what he asked, then he would immediately approach the boy.

• Don't expect Riwoo to want to talk nicely to the man who dumped his daughter, but he will immediately beat the man with his own hands.

• Will 'judge' or even look sarcastically if a man is close to his daughter. His best friends' sons were no exception.

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kiiyunz · 5 months

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⠀੦ .⠀⠀💸⠀⠀⸻⠀⠀⠀(⠀not⠀that⠀lonely⠀to⠀love⠀you⠀!

질문⠀so.. what’s kihyun really like?

정답⠀KIHYUN lives life on a fast track, spreading his infectious laughter and constant high-energy wherever he goes. he’s always on the lookout for the new trends to follow, the new music to listen to, the new restaurants to try out. he’s smooth and malleable, rearranging himself with ease to fit into whatever everyone else is going with at the time. being the life of the party is something he enjoys immensely, and standing in the spotlight and bringing joy to the faces of his friends makes him happier than anything. he exists purely in the moment and in the feeling of excitement—despite that not always being a good thing.

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STAGE NAME ⠀ KIHYUN ( 기현 ) BIRTH NAME ⠀ IM KIHYUN ( 임기현 ) ENGLISH NAME ⠀ KADEN IM NICKNAMES ⠀ KEY [all]⠀╱⠀KYUNNIE [JENO, JAEMIN, HAECHAN]⠀╱⠀KD [MARK, CHENLE]⠀╱⠀KIKI [HENDERY, JOHNNY]

AGE ⠀ 23 DATE OF BIRTH ⠀ 4 MARCH, 2001 ZODIAC SIGN ⠀ PISCES CHINESE ZODIAC SIGN ⠀ SNAKE

NATIONALITY ⠀ SOUTH KOREAN ETHNICITY ⠀ SOUTH KOREAN PLACE OF BIRTH ⠀ YEONGDEUNGPO, SK HOMETOWN ⠀ DANGSAN, YEONDEUNGPO

HEIGHT ⠀ 178 CM ( 5’10” ) WEIGHT ⠀ 58KG ( 128 LBS ) BLOOD TYPE ⠀ A PIERCINGS ⠀ LOBE, SNUG, HELIX (left)⠀╱⠀DOUBLE LOBE, AURICLE (right) TATTOOS ⠀ SPIDER (hip bone, right)⠀╱⠀FIGURE 8 (wrist, left)

FACE CLAIM ⠀ MYUNG JAEHYUN ( BND ) VOCAL CLAIM ⠀ CHOI JIUNG ( P1H ) RAP CLAIM ⠀ PARK JONGSEONG ( ENHA ) DANCE CLAIM ⠀ CHOI JIUNG ( P1H ) SPEAKING CLAIM ⠀ MYUNG JAEHYUN ( BND ) LANGUAGES ⠀ KOREAN (fluent, mother tongue)⠀╱⠀ITALIAN (proficient)⠀╱⠀ENGLISH, JAPANESE (conversational)

GENDER ⠀ CIS MALE ( HE ╱ HIM ) SEXUAL ORIENTATION ⠀ BISEXUAL ( undisclosed ) RELATIONSHIP STATUS ⠀ IN A RELATIONSHIP ( EST. 2023, undisclosed )

OCCUPATION ⠀ IDOL YEARS ACTIVE ⠀ 7 ( 2016 — PRESENT ) YEARS TRAINED ⠀ 3 ( 2013 — 2016 ) COMPANY ⠀ SM ENTERTAINMENT ( 2013 — PRESENT ) GROUP ⠀ NCT ( 2016 — PRESENT ) UNIT ⠀ NCT DREAM ( 2016 — PRESENT )⠀╱⠀NCT U ( 2018 — PRESENT ) POSITION ⠀ LEAD VOCALIST, LEAD DANCER DEBUT DATE ⠀ 25 AUGUST 2016

REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI ⠀ 🕷️ INDIVIDUAL FANDOM NAME ⠀ LOCKS ( 🔒 ) TWITTER ⠀ NCTsmtown⠀╱⠀NCTsmtown_DREAM INSTAGRAM: ⠀ kyuniiz

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with a keen eye for detail, a good ear for both what the people want and whatever problems his friends might be facing, and a strong shoulder to cry on, KIHYUN is a pretty good person to be around. he’s everywhere and nowhere, an ebbing and flowing tide that can go from livening up the mood of the party with his ever-enthusiastic and always-sunny disposition to sitting quietly and providing whatever advice a member may need when they confide in him about things they may be struggling with. he lives for the adrenaline of idol life, the instant rush of endorphins that he gets from the constant performances and photoshoots and recording sessions—so much so that his focus on getting the good things often overpowers the very real weight of the responsibilities he has on top of them. his friends have usually been there to keep him in check, to make sure his preferences for spontaneity and exhilaration don’t go too far, but it’s still something he needs to work on.

when KIHYUN feels, he feels all too much all at once. everything almost feels as if it’s to the extreme, turned to the max. when he was younger he used to flare up at almost everything, temper constantly rising and falling erratically, but now that he’s grown his temper is almost completely in check, and his anger is a rare thing to bare witness or be victim to. he’s empathetic with all of his friends, able to provide support for them when they might be going through fights with others or battling insecurities of their own, but conflicts or problems brought up against him is where he switches off completely. he’s flighty and avoidant, often deciding to simply push through the bad feelings and rising tension or attempt to escape it altogether by simply removing himself from the space of the person that has grievances with him—no matter how big or small the issue is—rather than actually sitting down and talking through it to resolve the rift. this habit of his has never gone far enough to permanently fracture his relationships with the other members, but in the past it had come close.

in the moments where KIHYUN himself isn’t feeling the greatest, he’s never exactly eager to let people know. much like his approach to conflict, he prefers to either breeze over the feelings of inferiority or insecurity and pretend they’re not there, hoping they fade away with time, or cope with them in ways that aren’t the healthiest. bottling things up (although it may seem like an odd thing for a thought to be ‘hyper-sensitive’ pisces to do) is by far his one of his worst habits and has landed him in hot water a few times in the past, but as he grows more and more he’s making more and more attempts to work on it—and those attempts are of course being assisted by his closest friends, the members themselves. where he would usually pick the more detrimental things to cope with his inner feelings, KIHYUN now tries to focus more on pouring it all into a creative outlet—namely music, or dance. he’s much better than he was when he was thirteen and looking for reasons not to drop out of the company altogether, and he plans for the improvements to only grow over time.

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on a cold morning in march 2001, KIHYUN was born the first child of a young mother struggling to make ends meet (and who would also be labelled a ‘prostitute’ in rumours spread in early 2018, seeing as their small flat was only a stones throw away from the infamous capital alley—rumours that would never be addressed by SM and left to be speculated about) and an unknown father, who KIHYUN never once heard of again except in spiteful passing remarks made by his grandmother who lived with them in their two-bedroomed apartment. despite their living situation, KIHYUN was a happy child at home, always appreciating the love he was given, the roof over his head, and the food on his plate. problems only really started to arise when he started school.

school and KIHYUN did not get along in the slightest. making friends wasn’t the problem—KIHYUN was a social butterfly if you ever saw one, drawing people in like magnets with a smile and a joke whispered behind his hand, making them feel as if all his attention was focused on them—it was the education itself. the lessons were too hard, words swam around the page and danced off of the paper, numbers twisted themselves up into unintelligible shapes and floated off into the air around him, and none of it seemed to stick. KIHYUN loathed it from the start, and it only got worse as the years went on. in september 2009 his younger half-brother was born—to a father that he actually got to know, but a man his mother still wouldn’t commit to, still wouldn’t marry, a man that he only got to see from time to time, and suddenly there was one less person to talk to about the words that made his head ache and numbers that made his eyes water. he became a lot closer to his grandmother in those following years, moving from his mother’s bedroom to hers and cuddling close to her in the evenings when she let him stay up with a wink and finger to her lips as she switched the television channel to the the music shows.

from the very first night he saw the idol groups, the men and women dancing in all their synchronised glory, hair perfectly styled and no blemishes to be seen, KIHYUN was hooked. he had found his dream. one that, from the looks of it, had far less of the numbers and letters he hated so much. his mother (and baby brother, even if he couldn't understand a word) had burst into laughter when he told them of his dream, but KIHYUN was adamant, and his grandmother had faith in him too. he started to learn all the words, memorise all the steps, until every day after school he was dancing around the apartment belting out SHINee and f(x) songs until his throat was hoarse. he knew what he wanted to do, where he wanted to go. SM ENTERTAINMENT was the company that housed most of his favourites, the so-called ‘greats’ of the industry at the time. he was going to get in, and get famous.

a late afternoon in april 2013 is when he did it. he got a leg-up from one of his friends out of the school gates and ran all the way to the train station, paying for a ticket with the pocket money he’d been saving up for months. he asked around for directions until he finally found the place the audition was being held, did all the things the vaguely frightening people in suits and ties told him to do, tried not to feel too much like a clown at the circus while performing, and held his breath. and by some miracle conjured up by the stars above, KIHYUN managed to make it through. he tried not to groan out-loud out of fear of being dropped again when he was told he’d have to continue his studies despite now being a trainee, neglected to tell his mother because he was scared he’d be kicked out (and was pleasantly surprised when she only told him that she better be seeing him on tv in a few years time), high-fived his grandmother with a wide grin on his face, and packed up all his things to make the official move into seoul. there he trained for three long years, until finally he was told he and seven others, seven fast friends he’d already made, were set to debut. NCT DREAM, their subunit was going to be called, and the rest was history.

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— MBTI ⠀ ESFP-T⠀( TURBULENT ENTERTAINER. ) — POSITIVE TRAITS ⠀ bold, original, aesthetics & showmanship, practical, observant, excellent people skills. — NEGATIVE TRAITS ⠀ sensitive, conflict-averse, poor long-term planner, unfocused.

— LIKES ⠀ his fellow members, travelling to new places, dancing, singing, fashion, shopping, accessories, music, street food & street art, manga, bungeoppang, cherry pepsi max, blueberries, goldfish, lego, songwriting. — DISLIKES ⠀ bugs, cooking, green tea, reading, puzzles & brain teasers, waking up early, sci-fi movies, crime shows, maths. — HOBBIES ⠀ playing football, playing pool, collecting albums & vinyls, collecting photocards (particularly of his members), (trying to) learn new languages, trying out music production. — PHOBIAS ⠀ atychiphobia (fear of failure), astraphobia (fear of thunder & lightning).

— HABITS ⠀ constantly repeating the new words or phrases he’s recently learned (in foreign languages, usually english or italian), doing tutting combos with his hands, snorting while laughing, cracking his knuckles, sidling up to his fellow members and (usually unintentionally) scaring them, rubbing at his eyes, clicking his tongue, playing his music too loud, idly tying his drawstrings into knots he then can’t get to come undone. — KNOWN FOR ⠀ his tendency to get lost while out & about, his holding up of the rest of the group while he poses for fansites (especially at the airport), his constant featuring of the dreamies & other members on his instagram, his spontaneous fit checks, his music recommendations (most of his lives are more a radio hour than anything), his love for pda & need to cling onto whoever he’s closest to, his tendency to try and answer a question in a few short words but end up going off into a long-winded tangent.

— FAMILY ⠀ MOTHER (임요미 — born 1981, alive)⠀╱⠀GRANDMOTHER (임중안 — born 1958, alive)⠀╱⠀HALF BROTHER (임선민 — born 2009, alive). — KIHYUN has never known & also never mentioned his father anywhere, and SEONMIN’s father was never in the picture as a permanent figure in their lives either. he credits his mother & grandmother immensely for working so hard to keep them afloat and never fails to speak of his gratitude for them. — his younger brother’s favourite member is DOYOUNG, but KIHYUN shared that if SEONMIN had to pick a favourite from DREAM then it would be JENO or HIMSELF.

— his favourite music genres are HIP-HOP, RAP, and POP. — his favourite artists are AZEALIA BANKS, EXO, F(X), BRUNO MARS, and GSOUL. — his favourite songs are LIQUORICE, CHILL, 24K MAGIC, and TEQUILA. — KIHYUN is a known lyricist and has contributed for lyrics on songs on multiple albums (both for NCT and a few outside of the group on occasion). he currently has 32 writing credits under his name. — he has said that in the future he wants to learn how to play the drums, and also try out music production.

— inside the group, KIHYUN thinks the members he’s closest with are CHENLE, MARK, JOHNNY, JENO, NIKO, and HENDERY. — although KIHYUN considers himself closest with his members, he also has a few notable friends outside of NCT (both from SM and other companies). the ones most known (and ones he’s seen interacting with most often) include TAEHYUN of TXT, GISELLE of AESPA, MATTHEW & HANBIN of ZEROBASEONE, SOHEE of RIIZE, and INTAK of P1HARMONY. — he shares a dorm with RENJUN and JISUNG, and says he likes to poke fun at the former’s cardigan collection. — a member KIHYUN wants to get closer to in future is YANGYANG. — if he could move to another unit, he would either choose WAYV or create a new one with all of his closest friends. — he named KEY of SHINee, D.O. of EXO, and TAEIL as his biggest role models and inspirations. — earlier generation idols he wants to meet are WOOYOUNG of 2PM and MINO of WINNER.

— fashion is one of the things he’s been very interested in since he was young, and both members & fans have coined him the nickname ‘johnny’s assistant fashion evaluator.’ — he first began to learn italian through old films and books his mother owned, and then slowly began to further his knowledge with both online lessons & a lot of self-learning whenever he found the time. it’s his dream to live there one day. — KIHYUN thinks his most attractive features are his EYES. — he’s a very good drinking buddy, as a lot of DREAM have mentioned. — a person KIHYUN gets compared to quite often (looks-wise) is JUNGKOOK of BTS. KIHYUN says he doesn’t see it. — he says the first idol group he can remember watching on tv was F(X), performing CHU~♡︎ — his favourite movies are THE BLING RING, TIME TO HUNT, and FLUSHED AWAY. — KIHYUN’s ideal type is “someone i can have a fun time with every day, and who shares my sense of humour.”

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byeuijoo · 7 months

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jealousy, jealousy 𐀔 myung jaehyun

genre : fluff, a little bit of angst if you squint ⋆ warnings : jealousy, kissing? ⋆ word count : 794

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it was an afternoon like any other, hanging out with friends of yours, luring your boyfriend along for the ride. jaehyun's hand almost never left yours — but the drive home seemed much quieter than expected.

while trying to get some kind of reaction from him, you thought about everything you'd done today that could have lowered his mood. after joining the boys at the amusement park, you all spent the day having fun and running around to ride as many rides as possible. maybe it was because you hadn't shared your cotton candy with him? or because you didn't let him ride the ferris wheel at the end of the day? no, it all seemed far too trivial to make him sulk like that.

as you unlocked the door to your apartment, discarding your shoes and coat, you watched him out of the corner of your eye : he instantly moved to the sofa, scrolling through his cell phone without saying a word. a long sigh left your lips as you walked around the sofa to face him, and even if you wanted to slip into his arms, you felt it wasn't the right time for physical contact. turning on the television to take your mind off the whole thing, you let a sigh leave your lips, glancing repeatedly at your boyfriend.

his face, which was usually so luminous, seemed to be extinguished, as if a rain cloud were hovering over his head. where was his big smile hiding? biting your lip, thinking of some way to change his mood, you grabbed your phone,

then suddenly you realized.

was it because you'd done a whole attraction with dongmin instead of him, and because you'd been a tad clingy with each other? wasn't he just jealous?

it made sense, and would even be extremely likely. despite jaehyun's expressive face, you knew he didn't like to talk about this kind of topics because he found his reactions simply ridiculous. while you thought it was kind of cute.

so without thinking any further, you infiltrated his personal space, grabbing his phone ( which you lock and place further back on the sofa ) before coming to sit on jaehyun's laps, his questioning face raised towards yours. before he could object and stop you from doing anything, you leaned over to place a kiss on his cheek, before sliding your hands on his baby cheeks.

looking him straight in the eyes, you end up pulling up the corners of his mouth with your forefingers, drawing a slight smile on his face. « jealousy doesn’t suit you, » you say softly, causing a sigh to escape his lips, before you continue, « i like to see you smile more. »

with a keen eye, you could see the tips of his ears gently reddening. his hands finally moved and slid over your hips, putting pressure on your lower back to draw you against him. his face camouflaged itself in your neck, against which he placed a trail of kisses while murmuring a nonsensical apology. « don't apologize, you've done nothing wrong. » you reassured him, slipping your hand under his sweater to gently caress the skin of his hip in a comforting gesture.

a long sigh left jaehyun's mouth once more, and he nodded slightly, tightening his arms around you as if to prevent you from pulling away. « it's just.. you know.. » he began to explain, his voice settling on your skin in a muffled sigh, « seeing him so close to you made me jealous. »

« if it makes you feel any better, i too am sometimes jealous when i see someone a little too close to you, jaehyun. » you confessed, making him move slightly away from you, his eyes lost in yours for long seconds. then you placed a soft and warm kiss on the tip of his pretty nose, while slipping your arms around his neck, offering him the warmest of your smiles.

« i love only you, » you whispered between two stolen kisses, pecking at his lips under his watchful gaze, which seemed to see nothing but you, « myung jaehyun, i only love you. » you repeated, making the new kiss last a little longer.

his heart seemed soothed and reassured by your words — because he suddenly seemed so much more sure of himself than five seconds ago. closing his eyes to enjoy your exchange more fully, jaehyun's hand slipped into the back of your neck to hold your face in place, which drew a smile from you against his lips. but that didn't stop him from kissing you harder, more passionately, again and again, while murmuring some almost inaudible i love yous against your pretty mouth.

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ask-omegaverse-bangtan · 5 years

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Welcome to the World Jung...

Beep. Beep. Beep. The room is only filled with that noise and the soft sound of snoring. Hoseok looks over at the bed where Jihae is sleeping with a hand on his belly and the red head smiles gently. It’s been a week now since the blonde male had to be put on bedrest and the doctors and nurse have slowly been getting the room ready for when the baby finally arrives. The door opens and three people step in; two adults and one toddler.

“Hey hyung,” jaehyun says setting Dongwoo down and giving his friend a hug, “we thought we’d come by with lunch for you guys.”

Minjun holds up the two bags of food then begins to set everything up for them to eat. Dongwoo crawls into Hoseok’s lap and giggles quietly while kicking his tiny legs, making the man smile a bit more.

“Thank you guys. It means a lot to Jiji and I that you are caring for us while we are here,” the red head says, petting Dongwoo’s hair with a gentle smile. The couple smile at each other then all pairs of eyes look over at the bed when it creaks a little. Jihae rubs his eyes as he slowly wakes up; yawning, he opens his eyes more and sees two of his friends.

“Oh, good morning Minjunnie, Jaehyunnie. What are you doing here?” the blonde male asks, surprised to see them in the room.

“We thought we’d come see you two before the baby arrives,” Minjun says, sitting on a couch on the left of the room.

“Plus, we brought lunch,” Jaehyun says, setting a plate of fruit and sandwiches on the tray in front of the pregnant male, “I figured you would want home cooked food instead of hospital food.”

Jihae smiles and slowly begins to eat while everyone gets their own food and eats too. After they were full and happy, the four adults talk quietly for Dongwoo had fallen in Jaehyun’s lap.

“How much longer do you think she’ll take to get here?” the raven haired male says, rubbing his son’s back. Hoseok leans back in the chair and looks at the calendar on his phone for the date.

“The doctor said she could have arrived the day we got here a few weeks ago to next month,” the red head says, putting his phone down. The three continue to talk unbeknownst that the blonde male on the bed starts wincing heavily and breathes slowly and deeply.

“H-Hobi,” Jihae whimpers, catching everyone’s attention, “D-Doctor….n-now….”

“I guess that is our cue to leave. Good luck hyungs and your baby will be here soon,” Minjun says, helping Jaehyun stand up carefully so they don’t wake up Dongwoo. Hoseok waits by the door to look out for a doctor and gives the other couple a hug as they leave then sees a nurse.

“I-Is someone coming H-Hobi?” Jihae whimpers again and the red head goes over after finishing speaking with the nurse.

“The nurse is getting him, love. The doctor will check if today is the day our baby girl arrives,” Hoseok, kissing the hands of his fiancé. The blonde gives a weak smile at the show of affection from the red head, but the smile fades once pain begins again.

“Your breathing baby, don’t forget your breathing,” the red head says and helps when his hand is gripped tightly while being glared at, “R-Right, sorry. Y-you are doing well b-baby.”

“Well, now, Mr. Song, how are we doing?” the doctor asks, walking into the room and sees the couple then smiles, “Let’s see how far along we are.”

Hoseok lifts the nightshirt that Jihae is wearing so the doctor can do a sonogram. The doctor slowly looks around inside the blonde’s belly then stops when he finds the baby and gives a small smile at the sight.

“it looks like we are about 6 centimeters to go until you are fully dilated,” the man says cleaning off Jihae’s stomach along with the tool for the machine while glancing at the clock, “that should be in about 5 hours or so.”

“5 hours? Oh goodness,” Jihae says leaning his head back into the pillow with a small groan and looks at the doctor, “Dr. Myung, what should I do to help with the pain?”

The doctor goes over to the phone and calls someone then turns around to the couple with a soft smile on his lips.

“I have a nurse on her way with a medicine which will help the contractions up until you are about 8 centimeters along. I’ll be back in a few hours to check up on you both,” Mr. Myung says gently rubbing the blonde’s belly and leaves the room. Hoseok looks over at his fiancé then rubs his belly as well and gives a small kiss to it and feels a small kick under his lips.

“She knows what is getting close to happening. She knows that she’ll be seeing us soon,” the red head says with a tiny smile and kisses the top of the blonde’s hair causing a tiny giggles from the bedridden male.

*a few hours later*

Jihae relaxes after what seems to be a few moments of wincing in pain; another contraction had hit and that one looked bad from what Hoseok could tell.

‘Thank goodness that the medicine they gave him helps make the pain so much more manageable. I would hate to see them at full power,’ the red head thinks and holds his fiancé’s hand in an attempt to comfort him, but the blonde smiles reassuringly that he is fine. The two sit in silence just basking in the moments of no pain or contractions. After 5 minutes of no contractions hitting, Hoseok and Jihae relax back in their seats and the elder male looks at his fiancé.

“should I go ge-“ the red head begins, but sits straight up seeing the other’s face contort with pain and it looked really severe.

“Baby, what’s happening? Are you okay?” Hoseok asks, quickly grabbing the other’s hand tight. Jihae pants a bit as the pain dies a little, but begins wincing heavily not even 10 seconds later.

“H-Hobi…get Dr. M-Myung…I think t-there is s-something wrong,” the blonde says between winces and the red head quickly gets up to the door. Jihae winces more as he sits by himself in the room and rubs his belly gently then looks up when the door reopens.

“I got him baby. He’s gonna check you over and make sure things are good,” Hoseok says rushing over to the blonde’s side. Dr. Myung goes over to his machine and starts it then carefully moves the small device attached. The doctor looks at the screen carefully and turns off the machine while cleaning then goes to the phone.

“This is Dr. Myung; I need my delivery team in room 1821 quickly. Get nurses to the Jung-Song room ASAP,” Dr. Myung says and hangs up.

“What’s happening? Why is the room number your team is going to different than ours?” Jihae asks, clearly starting to become panicked.

“I had the sound off the machine, but I was watching your daughter’s heartbeat. It is very fast and it looked as though she was panting. We are going yo do an emergency C-section to get her out of there,” the doctor says putting the rails up on both sides of the bed, “I have to go prep for this, but the nurses will be here soon to take you down.”

The couple nod at the man and Hoseok looks at his fiancé with a worried and fearful look on his face.

“I’ll be with you the entire time. I won’t leave you alone,” the red head says, kissing his finance’s ring finger in promise.

*Hours later*

Hoseok rubs Jihae’s cheek as the doctor and his team are on the other side of the curtain cutting open the blonde’s stomach to get the baby out.

“How does it look over there Gusung?” the blonde whispers and looks over at the midwife. She looks around the curtain then back toward the couple.

“They are almost through to the placenta. It looks to b-“Gusung begins, but freezes as a loud beeping starts to go off.

“Damn!” Dr. Myung curses loudly causing Hoseok to look up worried.

“w-what happened?!” the red head yells concerned over what occurred.

“He’s losing too much blood now!” the doctor yells over Hoseok and looks at his team, “start getting cauterizers now!”

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?” the red head screams as loud as he could, finally standing up and seeing the large slice in his fiancé’s stomach where it shouldn’t be.

“GET THE MAN OUT OF HERE NOW!” Dr. Myung yells pointing at the red head who is grabbed by the midwife and two nurses.

“n-no! Let me be with him! H-honey!” Hoseok scream, trying to get back over to the other.

“H-Hobi…” Jihae says weakly reaching up toward the other as his heart rate starts going faster and faster. The red head tries to break free of the arms holding him and pushing him back.

“Sir, let the doctors do their jobs!” the nurse yells pushing the man out of the operating room and locks the door. Hoseok slams his fists on the door trying to get them to open up so he could be with his fiancé.

“NO, LET ME IN! JIHAE!!” the red heads yells and collapses onto the grounds while tears fall from his eyes, “please, let them be okay…..please god.”

*2 hours later*

“Mr. Jung?” a voice calls and Hoseok looks up from his position on the bench then stands up seeing the midwife.

“How are they Gusung?” the red head asks nearly in a whisper.

“Mr. Song is doing fine now. He’s currently being stitched up and he’ll be back in the room within the hour,” Gusung says and the male notices her hesitation before continuing, “as for the baby….she was rushed to the NICU…she had an extremely high fever.”

Hoseok feels his heart drop into his stomach at those words and he sits back down on the bench, defeated as he leans his head against the wall.

‘How did this happen? Jiji had a normal temperature before they started the s-section….’ The male thinks and rubs his face then hears the operating room doors open. The red head jumps up and rushes to the side of his fiancé then holds his hand tightly.

“Honey, I’m here. I’m not leaving his time,” Hoseok says peppering small kisses to his hands making Jihae give a weak smile and pull the other in for a gentle kiss on the lips.

*in the room, later*

The couple lie in silence on the bed watching their squirmy little baby girl in her NICU crib with smiles on their faces.

“Four days until we can take her home….can we survive?” Hoseok jokes and smiles as Jihae giggles gently, “but in all seriousness, what are we going to name her?”

The blonde looks up at his fiancé and gives a small smile before sitting up carefully so he doesn’t reopen his stitches.

“I actually thought about this a bit…but I think I like the name Sunghee. It sounds like the name sunny which watches your personality baby,” Jihae says and looks at the red head. Hoseok smiles and holds the petite male close to him then kisses him gently then they look at the NICU camera at their baby girl.

“Welcome to the word Jung Sunghee,” the red head says quietly and smiles.

#(this took me a bit to write cause I wanted it to be perfect~)#(Welcome to the world baby Sunghee~!!)

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byeuijoo · 3 months

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argument 𐀔 boynextdoor

genre : angst ⋆ warnings : angst, crying in jaehyun's, yelling ⋆ word count : 1,1k

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⭒ park sungho

during : when he argues with you, sungho often acts surprised and indignant at your words. why are you blaming him for things when he's always trying to do the best for both of you? he hates to hear you raise your voice, so he tries to play dumb thinking you'll get rid of some of your anger, in vain. then he ends up getting angry too, saying that you're talking nonsense and that he doesn't agree with you at all, so he ends up going out for a breath of fresh air because he doesn't want to get too carried away and risk saying things he might regret.

after : when he gets home, it's already pitch dark outside and bedtime is just around the corner. but sungho flatly refuses to go to bed with you pissed off, so he often comes and snuggles up to you on the sofa, while you watch tv to keep your mind occupied. and like two responsible adults, you calmly explain and apologize for each other's behavior. you for getting angry over almost nothing and raising your voice, and him for going out for a long time worrying you, and for not taking you seriously at first. in the end, falling asleep in front of the tv, snuggled up together.

⭒ lee riwoo

during : baby doesn't know how to react, what to say or what to do. so he often looks at you trying to understand the situation, and the fact that he acts as if he doesn't understand anything makes you even angrier. so he ends up hearing your words and defending himself by trying to combat your arguments with his own, except that he raises his voice, which makes you raise your voice too. all this often ends up with you in one corner of the sofa, and him in the other, turning his back on you without anyone saying another word until the night.

after : unlike sungho, when it's time to go to sleep but the problems still haven't been solved, you often go to bed angry at each other. in reality you're no longer angry, just sad, but your pride is preventing you both from taking the first step towards each other. so you go to bed first, followed by riwoo, who falls asleep away from you instead of clinging to your waist as usual. and when the morning comes, the argument seems to be over and you don't plan to talk about it again later. life returns to normal.

⭒ myung jaehyun

during : the arguments between you and jaehyun are often the same — either out of jealousy or because you miss each other. and the problem is that you don't know how to do it without shouting at each other, because you're both tired. so when you look into each other's eyes, ready to cry like children, all you do is scream and blame each other, arguing which of the two is more at fault. you often end up going your separate ways, you locking yourself in the bathroom, and he slamming the bedroom door, both crying silently.

after : after a very long time recovering from your emotions, neither of you dare approach the other. nonetheless, you're often the first to come out of hiding, busying yourself here and there doing the housework or cooking the meal. then, jaehyun finally comes out and silently starts helping you with the chores to apologize without using words. and you can't resist the warmth of his arms and his eyes sparkling with remorse. “i'm sorry..” he says to you in a small voice, almost too fragile to be used, and you give in because you don't want to stay angry with him for too long.

⭒ han taesan

during : he often spends most of his time listening to you get upset without saying anything, because he already starts to overthink the first second of your argument. he can be stressed over little things and easily feel guilty, especially when reproaches come from someone he hold in high esteem. so he listens to you, shakes his head and goes off to the bedroom to think about everything you've told him. he needs time alone to reflect and understand what he's done wrong, and what he can do to make up for it. but he won't get mad at you.

after : after a long hour of reflection, when you see that he doesn't come out of his room, you often end up going to see him to apologize. deep down you know that getting upset is pointless, and that's why you feel guilty. and barely a second after the door opens, taesan has already pulled you into his arms, apologizing and telling you he's going to try harder to be a better boyfriend. and you assure him that you won't get mad at him again just because you've had a bad day.

⭒ kim leehan

during : he often remains silent and only speaks up when he feels it's necessary, but won't hesitate to go against what you say if it's not true. he can hear all the reproaches you want to make, as long as they're justified and you don't exceed a certain limit. but he doesn't like conflict, so he'll do anything to avoid it, even if it means not talking to you for a while.

after : after you've isolated yourself for a while and he senses that your anger has subsided, he thinks he can finally explain things calmly to you. so he approaches the bedroom, knocks a few times on the door before entering and approaching you. most of the time, he waits for you to speak, but sometimes he starts to speak first, pointing out things he doesn't think are right, and explains his point of view, and you discuss it calmly together, finding solutions to problems together.

⭒ kim woonhak

during : arguments with woonhak are often explosive because you're both pretty loud. woonhak has trouble managing his emotions and tends to lose his temper quickly. so when you start arguing, he's often the first to raise his voice — and usually his words go beyond his thoughts, but he realizes it too late. he wants to be right at all costs, so he pushes you to the limit so that you give up.

after : after you've both calmed down, he's usually the first to apologize. mostly because he was the first to yell, and because he said hurtful things he should never have let slip out of his mouth. so he approaches you, wrapping his arms around your waist and hiding his head against your back because he's too ashamed to look at you, then he murmurs countless excuses until you break down and take him in your arms.

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you came 𐀔 kim leehan

genre : slightly fluff, slightly ansgt ⋆ warnings : stress because of school & job, reader is crying ⋆ word count : 932

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warm tears kept rolling down your moist cheeks, your cold body trembling under the sizzling light of the street lamp. raising your eyes to the sky, you saw that it was completely cloudy, with rain threatening to fall at any moment. today was a very bad day — a very, very bad day. and all you wanted was a hot shower, a warm blanket and a good movie to cry your eyes out.

looking at the time on your phone, you pursed your lips together, almost biting them bloody as you cursed yourself inwardly. what were you thinking, contacting him at such a late hour? you were pretty sure he wouldn't come — your messages indicating that he had seen but not replied. after all, why would he make the trip? you hadn't been very nice to him this morning, the stress of classes and work consuming you completely, until the people close to you suffer. first your mother, second your little brother, then your music teacher, and above all, your best friend. the one who's never said a mean word or behaved in a hostile way towards you, the one who's always supported you, no matter what dubious choices you've made in life (and yet, the time you asked myung jaehyun to go out with you in the eighth grade, while singing, was not a very glorious moment to behold.)

as far back as you can remember, your explosive temperament has always been your undoing, and today was proof of that once again. after that catastrophic day, you had just lost your job — it was the icing on the cake. you didn't hesitate to contact leehan after being kicked out, but the boy was probably already busy, which would explain why he didn't answer you. or perhaps.. he was ignoring you on purpose.

while you bit your nails in nervousness, tearing your skin until it bled slightly, you felt a sudden presence at your side. raising your gaze while sniffing loudly, your tired eyes landed on your best friend's questioning face. he came, you thought, and your tears redoubled in intensity. a soft smile settled on his lips — probably because of how ridiculous he thought you were, sitting on the sidewalk, knees to your chest, crying like a child. leehan took his hand out of his jacket pocket, leaving the warmth of his pocket to meet the coolness of the dawning night, before stretching it towards you so that you can grab it and help yourself up.

without hesitation, your fingers made contact with his in the second that followed. and, with ease, he pulled you towards him and lifted you to your feet. his gaze locked with yours, and you felt another sob in the back of your throat. before you could do anything, his free hand reached up to your head, deftly placing a cap on the top of your skull. « there, » he says, adjusting it so that it doesn't bother you, but can hide your tear-streaked face, « no one will be able to see your weaknesses this way. i know you hate it. »

your heart clenched in your chest, as your gaze juggled from one eye to the other. without realizing it, your hand hadn't let go of his at all — it was only when his fingers intertwined with yours that you came back to your senses. « you came.. » you whispered, your voice trembling, so weak, making him nod positively with a sincere smile painting his face. « you asked me to. » he replied, nonchalantly pulling on your hand to draw your body closer to his, now able to wrap his free arm around your waist. you didn't seem unsettled, far too preoccupied with finding a way to apologize for your awful behavior this morning to say anything.

you felt so bad — the guilt gnawing at you as you realized that you had been obnoxious to the only one person who will never let you down. pursing your lips (which had already suffered a great deal) a slight pout formed on them, « i'm sorry.. » you say in a small voice, shame firmly evident in the way you speak.

but leehan didn't seem to agree with your apology, so he shook his head negatively and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. taken aback by his action, you moved slightly away from him to observe his eyes. why was your heart beating strangely? why did you feel like there was a rollercoaster in your belly? why did the light from the street lamp make leehan even more beautiful than usual?

just as you were about to speak, you were cut off by raindrops suddenly falling from the sky. looking up at it, you watched the heavy clouds above you — the rainwater falling on your face, just like the tears that had previously flooded your cheeks. you didn't notice right away that your best friend's gaze was completely locked on you. you didn't pay attention until your pupils met his.

at that moment, something had changed in his eyes. something different was shown, but you didn't know what exactly. none of you were bothered by the rain, even though it was getting heavier and heavier, completely wetting your clothes. suddenly, you caught leehan's gaze, which shifted for a microsecond lower on your face, right where your lips are — before returning its focus to your eyes. and the sentence he dropped next, made your poor legs weak.

« what if i kiss you right now? »

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