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daehwifi · 6 years

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KIMI NO NA WA . | LAI GUANLIN

SUBTITLE: YOUR NAME

- admin xion

genre: fluff/angst member: lai guanlin word count: 1, 871 requested: no side notes: aHHHHHHH I ACTUALLY LOVED THIS ONE YOUR NAME MADE ME CRY SO HARD

prompt: due to a rare care of dementia, your memories were slowly fading as you were slowly, becoming unable to do normal daily activities but still continued to have the biggest crush on the boy who’s bed was next to yours

SHOUJO SERIES

where admin xion rewrites plots of shoujo animes and replaces the characters with wanna one members [won’t be exactly similar to the anime]

seongwoo : ao haru ride jihoon : isshakun friends daniel : kaichou wa maid sama woojin : tonari no seki jinyoung : hotarubi no mori e minhyun : orange

waking up, the curtain that was separating you and guanlin as opened as you could clearly see him playing games on his phone, smiling widely

he giggled and murmured words like ‘jump!’ and ‘super boost!’ like a child as you watched him silently, with a grin across your face

guanlin was hospitalized as well, but due to different reasons

he was a patient with cancer

glancing at you, he noticed how you were awake and instantly hid his phone as his eyes shot open

“why are you hiding a game from me?” you mumbled as you rubbed your eyes a bit

“w-what did you hear?” he stutters as you raise an eyebrow

“you chanting ‘jump!’ and ‘super boost!’ to yourself,”

“ah fuck,” guanlin whines as he shoots into bed, throwing his covers of his face

you roll your eyes and sat up from bed, your legs dangling at the side

“language g-guan...” you trailed off your sentence

what’s his name again?

your eyes wandered a bit as you looked at guanlin in the eye

“guanlin!” you blurted out happily

embarrassed, you laughed softly

guanlin stared at your gummy smile as you melted a bit into your shoulders as he scratches the back of his neck

“sorry,” you mumbled softly, playing with your fingers a bit

it was obvious guanlin was trying to hide his pain a bit

he worried often that one day you’ll wake up and forget who he is

“it’s fine,” he mumbles quietly

suddenly, you got up from bed and rushed over to his as your arms wrapped around his neck happily like a child

“i’ll never forget your name lai guanlin! even if alzheimer eats me alive!” you exclaimed as you could hear guanlin’s soft chuckle

he smiles warmly as he sneaks his arms around your waist

“promise?” he hums

“mmhm!”

now, don’t be mistaken

guanlin and you were just friends

just friends

despite you may not have memories you two hanging out and you forgetting him over the time

guanlin will always carries these memories unless cancer eats him alive

at one point, the usual nurse comes in as you had to do the usual check ups that you found really pointless

the basic “follow the light with your eyes” and the blood pressures

guanlin did the same as well, but guanlin’s had way more better blood levels compared to yours

you envied him a bit, but was also happy at the same time

guanlin’s health was slowly getting better

but yours was the opposite

as you smiled for guanlin, he was worried for you

“pshh, i’ll be fine,” you exclaimed

the both of you were sitting at the edge of your bed just simply talking

it was your favorite thing to do with him

it was one of those types of memories you wouldn’t want to forget at all

the next morning you woke up extremely dizzy

guanlin as at the side of your bed, getting a book from the book shelf beside you as he notice how you were awake

but your eyes were barely opening

your breathing pattern became more obvious

“are you-” was all you could recall before you saw darkness

waking up once again, you were in a different room

was it a different room?

you didn’t know where you were

the bed beside you was empty as there was a nurse standing beside you, flipping through some pages connected to a clipboard

“wh-where a-am-am, i?” you found yourself stuttering as your head hurt a bit

“your room within the hospital sweetie,” the nurse replies

“i have a hospital room?” you mumbled to yourself

you recalled a few things

like how there was a boy who slept on the empty bed beside you but you couldn’t recall the name

“where’s the boy who’s usually on that bed?” you blurt eagerly as you pointed to the bed beside you

“when you passed out, he ran with an iv drip connected to him to come tell us that you were knocked out. he’s been staying outside this room to give you privacy,” she replies as she finally finishes flipping through the pages on the clip board

your mouth formed an ‘o’ shape

“this is way too much privacy though,” you scoffed to yourself

“do you remember his name by any chance?” she asks, heading towards the door

your mind came to blank as your furrowed your eyebrows

i knew his name?

“was i-it-it, l-lai g-guan...” your mind couldn’t remember the rest

the nurse sighed a bit as she nodded

“you almost got it sweetie! maybe if you saw him, you’d remember!” she exclaimed as she left the room

soon enough, a tall boy came in with an iv drip connected to him as he stared at you throughout the whole time

“h-hi,” he mumbles shyly

“hello! what’s you’re name?” you asked softly in a polite tone

his face became an unreadable emotion as you could see him gulp

“it’s gu-”

“LAI GUANLIN!” you yelled, remembering his name

instantly, a smile appeared on his face as you smiled as well

“you remembered!” he exclaimed as you nodded

“uh- i do-don’t re-remember much about you and me though, but at least i remember your name!” you said happily as guanlin nodded, his smile fading away

guanlin lays down on his bed and faces you

“so, why did i pass out?” you questioned

“i’m not quite sure,” he mumbles

“and why am i in a hospital?”

guanlin’s heart is suddenly being pulled by an anchor

“you have alzheimer’s disease,” he spoke

“what’s that?”

“where you’re very very forgetful,” he replies softly smiling

“i hope i don’t forget you then!” you spoke, raising the mood a bit

guanlin smiled widely as he suddenly took a pillow from his side and hid his face behind it

you instantly became confused

“w-why a-are you-you doing-doing that?” you stuttered, finding it hard to speak a bit

guanlin removed the pillow from his face, staring up at the ceiling

from his side point of view, he was blushing like crazy

“i hope you don’t forget me too,” he mumbles softly

a few days past as guanlin has been helping you lots with remembering stuff

he ignored all of your stutters as you fell in love with his smile

simultaneously, you’d forget small stuff like names of other patience and what you were about to do as guanlin would remind you

there were times where you’d forget guanlin’s name, but instantly remember it when you saw his face

the nurse has told you that you needed to get surgery for your alzheimer soon before it gets even more worse

you were also told you might wake up and not remember anything at all the surgery might even worsen your alzheimer

you were already forgetting more things compared to before

“should i?” you asked guanlin

guanlin had an unreadable face

out of the nowhere, he smiles but it was obvious that it was forced

“do it! you might start remembering stuff after the surgery!” he encourages

“but what if i don’t remember you?” you softly mumble

guanlin smiles

it wasn’t forced this time

he messes up your hair as you wince a bit

“don’t worry about me. i’m just a friend of yours,” he speaks quietly

“lai guanlin! you’re more than just a friend! you’re so important to me, i wouldn’t want to forget you at all!” you blurt loudly

guanlin grinned widely as you could see his cheeks turning a bit pink

you became a bit embarrassed and taken aback as you scratched the back of your neck, cheeks pink without even noticing it

due to his encouragement, you ended up signing the contracts to take the surgery

but of course, it all wasn’t that easy

you did a lot of thinking before hand

but then forgot some of it afterwards

eventually, you made up your mind just to sign it before you’d forget even more than you intended too

on the day of the surgery, you were in your room with guanlin- of course

you were filled with some regret

no- you were filled with mixed emotions

“guanlin, wha-what i-if i forg-get you?” you stuttered once again

“it’ll be fine,” he mumbles under his breath

he was turned away, looking out the window

rolling your eyes, you wrapped your arms around his waist as you could finally feel your cheeks heat up a bit

“no it won’t,” you mumbled

guanlin softly chuckled

“you’re already forgetting how to talk. forgetting my name and our memories together is normal,” he mumbles

in which was true

throughout the days guanlin was assisting you, you found it hard to talk a bit

you found yourself being so goddamn confused

“g-guanl-lin,” you mumbled, stuttering like always

guanlin turns around and holds your shoulders

it was obvious he was hiding the pain

and of course, you were hurt by it as well

guanlin was a cancer patient that was slowly getting better day by day

while you were slowly getting worse and worse

and maybe he wasn’t getting better day by day

because every single day he had to remind you of everything and lives in constant fear you’ll forget who he is

“i don’t care if i’ll have to tell you every single thing we did together and every single thing you forget again. i only care if you’re getting better and if you’ll be okay,” he spoke with a soft smile

there was an awkward silence in the air when suddenly a light bulb hit

“here!” you spoke as you stumbled a bit, making your way to your night dresser

you tried to move as quickly as possible, just in case if you’d forget

guanlin followed you as you pulled out a marker out of the cabinet

“write your name on my palm! when i wake up, i’ll w-wake u-up up be-si-side...” you forgot what you were about to say when suddenly guanlin chuckles a bit

he grabs the marker and writes onto your palm and closes your fingers, covering it

“there,” he spoke softly as his hand doesn’t remove from yours

and you were okay with that

soon after the surgery,

it took you a few days until you finally woke up

the ac was a bit cold as you were in a room you didn’t remember being in at all

you were on your side, facing a boy on his bed, playing games on his phone and chanting small things to himself like ‘jump!’ or ‘super boost!’

you could hear the heart rate monitor slowly increase from looking at him

he suddenly looks at you as his eyes open wide

everything was confusing you at this point

questions scattered through your head

you notice your hand was placed in a specific way

for some reason, all those questions in your head went away as your mind went black, and it was at peace

you felt like you were forgetting something very important

like a piece of you was missing

your fingers were covering you palms as you saw a glimpse of small slightly smudged black ink

slowly, you lifted up those fingers and read what was written on your palm

“i love you,”

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justbelustful · 6 years

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just a misunderstanding

character: kim donghan // jbj

writer: admin love

genre: smut

summary: you unintentionally make donghan jealous, and then it becomes less accidental. however, donghan has a punishment in mind for you.

warnings: jealous!donghan, dom!donghan, rough sex

word count: 1.7k

a/n: i’m a little out of practice for writing smut, i’m sorry! i love donghan and hopefully i did him justice.

you hadn’t seen donghan in six months. first produce 101 took your boyfriend away and then not long after that he was occupied by jbj. of course you were happy for him, you had never seen him so happy, but you missed him.

while he was gone you started to hang out with an old guy friend from high school. he had texted you asking if you wanted to catch up and you agreed because you had nothing better to do with your time.

you went out for coffee a couple times and then it became a regular routine. you would hang out often and people on the streets would often mistake you for a couple.

you were in the middle of getting lunch together when you got a text from donghan.

[bby]

babe? where you at? i’m home

[you]

i’m out with a friend, i’ll be home shortly

[bby]

come home soon! i miss my princess

you blushed at the pet name. it had been so long since he called you that. “sorry that was my boyfriend texting. can you take me home?”

“yeah yeah of course,”

you hadn’t even gotten your keys in the doorknob before donghan opened the door himself and pulled you into his embrace. “i missed you” he whispered, inhaling your shampoo.

“i missed you too, sorry if i took too long,” you whispered back before letting your purse hit the ground.

“movie night?” he asked.

“of course,”

“so how’s b/f/n?” donghan asked, draping his arm over your shoulder.

“good i think, i haven’t been hanging out with her much” you replied leaning into his warmth.

“i thought you were out with someone?”

“i was,” you hit his chest, “what? you think i don’t have any other friends?”

“that’s not it. i just haven’t met anyone else. so, who’s the lucky gal who stole my girlfriend?”

“oh it’s mason, we went to school together and we’ve been catching up,”

“oh” donghan said before turning his attention towards the tv.

nearing the end of the movie donghan pulled his phone out of his pocket. “i’m sorry babe, apparently we have an emergency practice, i gotta go.” he said pecking your cheeks and grabbing his jacket.

“it’s okay, i’ll find some way to keep myself entertained.”

“thanks for understanding, i’ll try and be back early tonight so we can cuddle. i love you!”

“i love you too,”

you pulled out your phone, “hey mason, donghan just had to leave for a schedule, want to go get dinner?”

“sure, i’ll pick you up in fifteen,”

you fixed your makeup and hair a little so you looked suitable in public. you were cold with the absence of donghan’s warmth, so you found one of his smaller hoodies and put it on, smiling every time you breathed in his scent.

you heard mason pull up and you took your place in the passenger seat, blasting jbj in mason’s ears.

“thanks for hanging out with me so much, i’ve been kinda lonely without donghan,”

“no problem,”

the night went on and you continued to crack jokes when mason tapped your shoulder and pointed behind you. you glanced over your shoulder and saw a guy around your age who was leaning against the wall making obvious stares at mason. “ooh,” you cooed at your red eared friend. “go get him tiger.”

“are you sure?”

“yeah i’ll find someone to pick me up,”

“thanks y/n”

[bby]

where do you keep disappearing too? are you with mason?

[you]

sorry i got bored.. i’m at the bar a few blocks from our house, come get me?

[bby]

why can’t mason bring you?

[you]

he’s kinda busy.. please baby?

[bby]

fine

you could feel the jealousy in his texts. you smiled to yourself staring at the couple picture as your lock screen. “why would i ever leave you?”

“princess,” you glanced up to see donghan with his window rolled down. “let’s go” you got in and pecked donghan on the lips.

“how was dinner?”

you thought back to his jealousy earlier and thought of a plan. “it was fun! mason’s really funny and he’s been keeping me company when i got lonely!”

he cocked a brow, “oh?”

“yeah, he’s a great guy!”

“that’s nice princess. i’m tired from practice so we can save this for tomorrow?”

“okay daddy, whatever you say” you saw him visibly tense at the name that you rarely called him.

“babygirl..” his hand rested now on your thigh with the other on the wheel, “i’m already frustrated enough, don’t bring something on yourself you can’t handle,” his hand gave you thigh a slight squeeze, ghosting his fingers over your heat at almost every stop sign, adding some pressure every now and then to make you squirm. he pulled in the driveway and retracted his hand before getting out of the car. you pouted, you were so close to getting the attention you didn’t know you needed. you went inside and changed into some pajamas, laid on your bed and texted mason.

“how’s your mysterious lover boy?”

[mason]

his name is elijah and he’s great, i’ll introduce you sometime. don’t steal my man tho

you giggled, “i don’t think that’ll be a problem. you’re a great man”

“who are you texting” donghan called.

god damn you missed this view.

his brown hair was wet and pushed off his forehead, dressed in nothing but gray sweats, he plopped next to you on the bed.

“i know i look great princess but please answer the question,”

“mason, he-“ donghan took the phone out of your hand and set it on the table beside him. “how hard is it to get your attention, because for mason it seems pretty easy.”

“i texted him first, you kinda left me hanging there in the car,”

“so you text another guy? real clsssy y/n,” he sighed turning away.

“donghan seriously? i love you,”

“prove it,” he snapped turning towards you, his eyes darker than they were a few moments before. “but like i said in the car, don’t start something you can’t finish”

you leaned in connecting your lips. it took almost no time for donghan to respond, pulling you into his lap and holding you close. he pulled away and latched his lips to your neck, quickly finding your sweet spot, causing you to let out a moan. his hands rested on your waist, moving you against his thigh, before ordering you move by yourself. his hands found the buttons on your blouse and started to unbutton it, marking the new exposed area. “d-donghan” you moaned, the pleasure from his thigh bringing you to your edge.

“i hate to break it to you baby girl but i think ive become more attached to ‘daddy’” he said against your breasts that he had begun to abuse, “plus i don’t think you deserve to cum yet,” he growled, pulling you off of him and laying you against the bed. he began to massage your breasts, whines leaving your mouth as he did so.

“i was so close” “i told you not to start something you couldn’t handle.” he smirked, “too late to back out now” he leaned back in to revisit your neck as his fingers found your waist band. he pulled off your shorts and panties, leaving you completely exposed to him. he made his way down to your heat, nipping at the sensitive skin every once in a while. his lips wasted no time kissing your inner thighs, taking the skin between his teeth every so often.

“please just hurry up,” “princess is impatient tonight. what do we say y/n?” you sighed, the teasing becoming too much, “daddy please just hurry up” “good girl,” he practically pitted against your heat causing you to jump. he took your clit into his mouth and began sucking mercilessly, causing you to start moving and moaning loudly. his hands spread your legs, giving him more access to your heat. he gave kitten licks to the rest of your folds before taking your strip back between his lips, grazing it with his teeth.

“i’m so close, please donghan” you said with your hands in his hair, pulling him as close as you could. he pulled away, his fingers entering you instead, pumping slowly.

“i think you messed up again princess,”

“fuck” you muttered, trying to grind against his hand.

“i don’t think so,” he said, removing his fingers. his hand made its way to his crotch. “god damn it, look what you did. guess i’m done with my fun, i need you baby girl,” he stripped himself of his sweats and underwear, lining himself up at your entrance. without warning his slammed himself in, getting a loud reaction from you.

he began moving his hips fluidly, as if it was a routine he’s been practicing for and is finally showcasing. normally donghan would keep asking if you were okay because he’s like twice your size and doesn’t want to hurt you, but it wasn’t like that today. his hips bucked against yours at a great speed, focused more on his own pleasure than your own. you came first, screaming as your high was finally allowed. what you didn’t account for was that donghan might take a bit longer than you, his speed not slowly even at your cries for him to stop.

you squirmed against his member, clawing at his back as the feeling was overwhelming. you felt the familiar feeling coil in your stomach for what felt like the millionth time tonight, when donghan pulled out, and collapsed out of energy.

“i-“ you breathed out, finally given time to relax, “did you even mean to do it that time?” “well of course, i got what i wanted.” he grinned, pulling your body against yours, draping the both of you with your sheet. he fell asleep not long after and you turned to look at his godly visuals. you thought to yourself, “i love you loser, and only you.” you sighed, “now how am i supposed to break it to you that mason is gay?”

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woobaejin · 6 years

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Ong Seongwu — Silent For Too Long

Ong Seongwu X Reader

Word Count: 1226

Format: Bullet point

pt. 1

Summary: His heart finally felt the exact pain you had for months.

you were an amazing makeup artist

so amazing that you got hired within a week after turning in a portfolio and performed a demo for YMC Entertainment’s main artist team

you were stationed to be with wanna one once the group officially formed in june.

the job was great for the first two months, but after being six months in, you have never felt so conflicted over moving to another company or beating yourself to tatters due to someone giving you serious mixed signals

you were specifically in charge of three people in wanna one: kang daniel, bae jinyoung and the infamous flirt ong seongwu

the one that got you all rattled up

“did you put on that new lipstick color for me today?”

“you’re really pretty with and without glasses”

“why can’t you just take care of me and only me?”

if his words didn’t sway you, then it was definitely his small actions.

unexpected hugs. pushing strands of hair away from your face while you did his make up, how extremely close he got to you.

yet your heart would drop every time he was with head stylist Aerin

making you think that you were just a back up when she was there to plan their outfits

the way he acted with you was different when he was around her

he didn’t really pay attention to you and stuck by her side every time she came into the company.

resting his head on her shoulder, back hugs, helping her carry her things

they weren’t official, but his word choices were more careful and seemed more sincere

something you wanted from him that you would probably never get.

you sat in the back of the van with the windows slightly rowed down for air.

you were waiting for seongwu and minhyun to finish up a commercial shoot for a brand

with four MUAs accompanying today (including yourself), you were given the option to sit out after staying up for daniel’s shoot from 8PM-3AM this morning.

you managed to get in a 3-hour nap before the car was signaled to be unlocked.

you could hear the manager and seongwu approaching the car, but only the back door was opened.

you decided to ignore everything and tried to go back to sleep

you had another shoot with jinyoung that evening and the last thing you needed was to make him look like a complete mess

the car door then locked right after the person got in

assuming it was seongwu, he sat right next to you and there was no sound or movement for a couple of minutes.

till you heard a bit of shuffling and felt a hand gently brush your hair away from your “sleeping” face which caused you to immediately open your eyes

there he was, on a knee, literally two inches from your face, which left you both frozen

“s-seongwu?”

he himself wasn’t sure what he got himself into but in that exact moment, he was drawn to you

he leaned in and kissed you while you sat there in place confused and shocked

wasn’t this what you wanted? him to notice you for the past couple of months but something felt wrong.

but at the moment, you were going to take it and hope this wasn’t going to be a phase

you wrapped your arms around seongwu’s neck and proceeded to continue the make-out session.

at this point, you were all over each other for a good 10 minutes before hearing voices approach the door and the car being unlocked.

thank god for dark tinted windows

you quickly shoved seongwu off and fixed yourself, eyeing him to do the same.

“sorry, the photographer wanted extra shots.” minhyun got into the passenger seat while the manager rushed into the driver’s.

“ you’re awake! how was your nap? we have a meeting right after this and i know you have to go with Jinyoung soon. you have a lot going on today huh?”

you sat there feeling anxious and just continued to look out the window. “i’m still pretty tired and yeah. another six hours to go.”

the car ride was dead silent. you didn’t look at seongwu and occupied yourself with your phone

all of a sudden you got a text from your best friend jen, who you met at the makeup academy in seoul three years ago

she herself was a very successful makeup artist and currently worked for sm entertainment

jen knew you were thinking about leaving the company after developing feelings for seongwu

jen: hey we’re looking for two artists. let me know if you want it or not you: when do i have to let you know by? jen: latest is three weeks. sm made a notice today but i could get you in right away if u want to transfer you: i’ll let you know and are you free sometime this weekend? i need a life talk again jen: yeah i got you! free sunday

finally arriving at the company, the four of you walked up to the meeting room to talk about upcoming concepts and looks for a online single being released within a month

when you all walked into the room

“aerin!” seongwu muttered and grinned as he immediately sat next to her

the familiar heart sinking feeling crept up once more and you sat next to daniel

“are you okay?” you looked at daniel and nodded. “yeah. do i not look alright?”

“you look tired and sad for some reason.” well, he nailed it.

during the entire meeting, you would glance over to look at seongwu and the head stylist

he clung on to her and when the meeting finally ended, the two of them kept talking and never left each other’s side

“they’re so obvious” jinyoung muttered as you walked out next to him

“if they date they better keep it low key.”

“l-let’s go jinyoung. we need to get your makeup done.”

for the next week, you were still stationed to go to schedules with the same three people

the difference? seongwu didn’t talk to you at all besides a hello. yet because of the consist meetings that week, he was bright and cheery around aerin.

and that stung.

you fell hard, yet to him, he seemed fine—on the outside.

little did you know that he himself was struggling. he didn’t know what to say or how to approach the situation.

he should have apologized for his rash actions, but he felt conflicted.

when he found out you were going to be in charge of sungwoon instead, he completely disregarded the idea and demanded that you were still stationed to him.

he secretly kept his eye out and knew from within that he wanted to get to know you better.

he found himself feeling jealous every time you went to take care of daniel or the way you would laugh with jinyoung over little things

but how was he going to clear the air? he knew he had to do it fast since the awkwardness was killing him on the outside and he missed seeing you smile around him.

two weeks after the little make out fiasco, the wanna one members, stylists and MUA crew gathered to finalize the plan.

seongwu sat in his chair eyeing the door to see when you would walk in but you never did.

“aerin where’s my mua at?”

“no way she didn’t tell you? she turned in a week notice and officially quit yesterday, seongwu.”

he finally felt what you did

his heart sunk and that’s when he knew he stayed silent for too long.

#ong seongwu #seongwu #seongwu scenarios #seongwu imagines #wanna one #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #p101 scenarios #p101 imagines #q;

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woojinieemoved · 7 years

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my cats betrayed me...

member: kang daniel

genre: fluff

writing type: paragraph

word count: 1.3k

summary: daniel’s cats start to like you more than he thought they would

a/n: nothing is changed this is copy and pasted from my files lol

my masterlist

You decide to move in with Daniel after been dating for many months and you basically lived in his house since you always went over. It was really easy to move the rest of your stuff to his apartment, the majority of your clothes and belongings already sitting somewhere in a pile inside of his room. Daniel was helping you carry the rest of your belongings up to his apartment, making sure you didn’t slip on the stairs, walking behind you and keeping an eye on where your feet would land. You finally get to the door and unlock it, smiling up at Daniel before walking inside. You both prop your belongings on the floor and slip off your shoes before collapsing on the couch nearby.

“Aughh.. There was barely anything to move, but I’m still really tired.” you sighed and scooched closer to Daniel, snuggling up against his chest. He smiled and put his arm around your shoulder, poking at your cheek.

“What are you complaining about? I carried most of your stuff up the stairs.” He teased, laughing softly.

“That’s because you didn’t let me carry a lot you dork.” you fight back, grabbing his face with one hand and squeezing his cheeks softly, laughing at the fish face he had when you squeezed him. Daniel quickly pecked at your lips and pulled you in closer to him his hand on your waist instead. “I know I know.” he smirked, looking down to see how you reacted to his sneaky kiss. You were a little shocked at the kiss and turned a little red, but you didn’t complain about it. Whether if it was a long or a short kiss, you always loved getting kisses from Daniel and it worked that way with him too.

Daniel reached forward to grab the remote control for the tv and turned it on, leaning back again to keep you close to him. You both cuddled watching whatever was on, making stupid commentaries over them, overall just having a good time. A couple loud meows was heard and you see one of Daniel’s cats slowly walk over to the both of you and decided to jump on you to join in on the cuddling.

“Aww hi Rooney. Did you miss me?” you say as you give the cat some soft petting and light kisses on her head. “Rooney come over here!” Daniel calls for his cat, patting on his lap for Rooney to come to him. Rooney was still nuzzling your hand and purring loudly, ignoring Daniel’s calls.

“What the… Why isn’t Rooney coming to me?” he said looking slightly disappointed, attempting to call her again multiple times, but his loving cat still ignoring him and staying on your lap.

“Ppppfft. I guess she just likes me more.” you tease and continue to coddle the cat in front of Daniel. “What? No way. I’m the one who raised her since she was a kitten how could she do this to me.” he whined and got up from the couch to walk into his room just to walk out with his other cat in his arms. “I’ll have Peter to love if you have Rooney. Peter loves me more than Rooney loves you.”

You tried to hold back your laughter, seeing how Daniel was getting jealous of his own cat liking you more than him. He starts to pamper Peter, but she jumps out of his arms, walking towards you, rubbing her head against your arm. You look over to see the other cat nuzzling against you and then look up to see Daniel with a face that screamed betrayal. You burst out laughing and how disheartened he looked by his cats going to you.

“How could they do this to me… I’m basically their dad... “ he sighed and leaned back dramatically, putting his hands on his face and laughing a little. That comment made you laugh even harder which made your ears tear up and you hunched over, slapping the table lightly. The cats were startled by the banging of the table and they both jumped off the couch to run back into Daniel’s room. You regained your breath after laughing so much and wiped your eyes.

“I’m sorry Daniel I have no idea why they like me so much”

He turned to you with a smirk on his face and an eyebrow raised. “Maybe it’s because they know you’re a super beautiful person with a great personality and sense of humor” he said and slowly dragged himself closer to you. You blushed at his comment and started backing away as he was getting closer, causing you to fall back on your back onto the couch. Daniel hovered over you, killing you with his gaze, slowly getting closer and closer to your face. Your heartbeat sped up, beating through your chest and your eyes were widened, anticipating for him to do something.

The mood was quickly changed as his gaze turned into a mischievous smile and he started to tickle you, causing your body to squirm around and have you laugh a lot. He stopped after a couple seconds and quickly got up to run into his room, closing the door behind him. You had to recover after being attacked for a little bit and finally got up, walking towards the door of his room. You try turning the handle, but it wouldn’t budge and you smirked at his childish behavior.

“Yah! Kang Daniel! Open this door!” you yelled through the door waiting for his response. “No! I’m spending quality time with Peter and Rooney so that they love me again!” He yells back and grabs both of his cats, snuggling them on his bed. “They still love you dumb butt. Now hurry and unlock the door.” you sighed and smiled to yourself thinking how cute it was how Daniel was reacting. You couldn’t figure out if he was really just jealous of how his cats started to like you more than him or that you were giving more attention to the cats more than him. “I won’t give you any kisses if you don’t open this door right now!”

As soon as you said that, you hear loud thumping getting closer and the door being swung open, the wind of it blowing against your hair. “Okay I give up already.” He said giving you a big smile, his eyes creasing like it always did, making his smile even brighter. You snort at how fast he was to react and tippy-toe to give him a small kiss on the cheek. “Good.” you say and decided to tease him one more time.

You slip by him walking faster towards where Peter and Rooney were calling their names and holding your arms open. Daniel quickly turned around and ran up towards you, wrapping an arm around your back and squatting down to lift your legs, carrying you bridal style. You were shocked at the sudden lift and turned your head to see Daniel’s sunshine like smile.

“You gonna betray me with my own cats again?” he teased and placed his lips onto yours. You smile, laughing a little and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Maybe… But that won’t happen if you keep me distracted.” you said, smiling again which made him smile as well. He spins you around a couple times before dropping you onto the bed and laying next to you, pulling you in to cuddle, the cats joining in at the foot of the bed.

“I really love you a lot Y/N.” he whispered into your ear and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, smiling to himself. “I love you a lot too.” you responded and brought yourself closer to him and he tightened his grip around you. You both eventually fall asleep, marking the first day of moving in together.

#kang daniel #kang daniel scenarios #kang daniel imagines #kang daniel fluff #kang daniel fanfic #wanna one #wanna one scenarios #wanna one imagines #wanna one fluff #produce 101 #produce 101 scenarios #produce 101 imagines #produce 101 fluff #produce 101 season 2 #p101 #p101 scenarios #p101 imagines #p101 fanfic

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mochiinet · 6 years

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Thanks for 200 followers!!!

Please continue to look forward to my new scenarios, and I hope you all enjoy them :) If you want, please send me a message and let me know what you’re looking forward to, and what you might want to see me write about. I’m trying to get a feel for what you all are looking forward to the most!

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min-jins · 7 years

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WANNA ONE ♡ BF DOES MY MAKEUP CHALLENGE

NOTE: WILL BE CONTINUING YOUTUBE SERIES ON NEW MAIN PAGE » CLICK HERE

PART TWO — VOICE OVER CHALLENGE

Scenario: You’re a rising fashion/beauty YouTuber and wanted to be basic film a ‘my bf does my makeup challenge” video.

Yoon Jisung

Nags you on why you have so many eyeshadow palettes and says they’re all the same.

Complains how you always drag him to Sephora/Target and majority of the time doesn’t buy anything

Mimics on how you over drench your face with setting spray and dies laughing

“IM STRUGGLING TO MAKE YOU LOOK NICE AND YOU LAUGH AT ME??”

“You can’t blame me if it’s ugly. YOU WANTED ME TO DO THIS—”

Ha Sungwoon

Is really excited to film the video with you

Comments how he monitors your videos from time to time and praises your editing skills

Reveals how long you usually take and how you always keep him waiting

“She’s always asking me if her brows are on point... like of course I'm going to say yes no matter what.. especially if I'm starving—”

“Why are these names so sexual?? NARS Orgasm? TWO FACED BETTER THAN SEX MASCARA?? WHAT ARE YOU BUYING?!?”

Hwang Minhyun

Inspects the products and even reads over the ingredients

Takes the filming very seriously and asks you lots of questions on cruelty-free makeup

Constantly checks up if any of his actions are uncomfortable

“Hon, are these brushes clean? I’m going to go wash them real quick..”

“You’re using them on your face every day. Clean them more often... ”

“Stop buying so much makeup. You’re pretty without it too.”

Ong Seongwu

Starts to play around and acts as if he knows your entire routine

Hushes you when you try to give him tips on how to wing your liner

Copies how you swatch the shadows on your arm every time you take him to ULTA Beauty

“Gonna make you look ze SNATCHED” snaps his fingers and connects your brows together.

“MAKE SURE TO SUBSCRIBE TO ONG MUA FOR MORE BEAUTY AND GAGS. UNTIL NEXT TIME BYE!!”

Kim Jaehwan

Been laughing at the idea of him putting makeup on you ever since you brought it up

Says sorry in advance because he’s about to have the time of his life.

Dying on the outside as he smears your pink lip tint onto your cheeks thinking it’s blush

Accidentally pierces a finger through your favorite eyeshadow palette

“ahaHAHAHAHHAA HAAAAAHAHAHAHA” continues to dab purple and yellow eyeshadow

Purposely smothers your lipstick down to your chin. “OOPS my hand slipped SORRY AHAHA”

Kang Daniel

Pretty chill about filming the video with you.

Examines everything quickly and ends up making the entire table a mess

Is extremely smiley during the whole process and answers all of the subscriber questions in full detail

“Okay, what is primer..” Smears it all over your forehead anyway.

“Babe, can we take a snack break? I’ll finish up after..”

“This is hard... can’t you just vlog us playing with the cats instead..”

Park Jihoon

Pretty shy but is calm and responsive when you ask questions

Praises how talented you are when it comes to makeup

Lets you know when he’s about to put something on

Tries to be very precise with everything and ends up getting really into it

“Ah dang it.. this doesn’t look too even.. where’s the makeup remover?”

“I think I put on the lashes pretty well don’t you think? It looks good!”

Park Woojin

Gets nervous once you introduce him and kind of becomes a stuttering mess.

You tell him to loosen up and he nods but continues to fidget with the mascara in his hand

Responds to you really fast as you ask him questions from your subscribers

“Fake eyelashes..? W-What if I stab your eye I cant—”

“At least the lipstick came out kind of okay..”

Bae Jinyoung

Kind of camera shy and holds your hand the entire time before the actual process

Questions why some of the products have weird names and what’s the purpose of each product

Accidentally spills some foundation on himself “Oh no..”

His actions are super cute and smiles every time you compliment him

“Am I doing this right? I don’t want to mess up your face though..”

“Maybe we shouldn’t have done this..I’m sorry!!”

Lee Daehwi

Watches all of your videos and is super confident on how you cake your face

Kind of nails down every product and even taps off the excess shadow

At this rate, he’s about to take over your YouTube channel with his newly found skills

“She’s always talking about glowing up so definitely gotta pack on that highlight—yES BABY YES LOOK AT THAT TRIPLE GLOW”

“Oh my god, she freaking takes forever on her brows like 30 minutes. I'M NOT EVEN JOKING. I can do it in 5—babe let me do your eyebrows from now on.″

Lai Guanlin

Completely lost and doesn’t know where to start.

You give him hints here and there because he takes forever

Over bakes your face with powder purposely and laughs hysterically

Basically, just smears everything onto your face and cracks up at the end

“This egg thing is a beauty blender?”

“This is kind of fun. Let’s do a part two.”

“NO DON’T TAKE IT OFF!! Go out to dinner like this! I worked hard!”

NOTE: WILL BE CONTINUING YOUTUBE SERIES ON NEW MAIN PAGE » CLICK HERE

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extravalgant · 2 years

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∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ HELLO PITTY FANDOM i come bearing.... my armada oc (i am booed off the stage)

more below because there is... a lot <3

— can u tell this was based off phule lol.... the clown characters have me in a HEADLOCK!!!

anyways. the only things that phule inspired me was the clown related name (jesther was from jester but the ‘h’ is more pronounced. so its said like jest-her) and the clown outfit theme... anything other than that is just. speculation in my brain

— not associated with kane and his little crew but rather.. was stationed in valencia to serve as entertainment and distraction for the nobles. she was built pretty early on with purer intentions before gazpaccio was like... lol.... i want revenge .

— only a few were in production before it was cut off to divert attention to more weapon-based means. she was shipped off to be destroyed before the ship was attacked and she managed to escape. she pretty much only manages to scrape by before the pirate comes along </3

— im thinkin... if she was a companion in the game she would come from a side quest . shes not built for battle so shed be regulated to a support role (privateer? maybe she has the opportunity to build power...).

a companion quest ive thought up for her is that she needs help gathering back some papers she had stolen from her when she went to gather supplies, and its revealed by the end that they’re music sheets for lullabies shes written. this is because she mentions she knows about ‘40 lullabies’ in her memory when you receive her from her side quest, only to find out she had lied to make the pirate more likely take her on board.

she had written a good chunk of them when they were stolen from her. maybe theres implied dialogue that the pirate would not have minded if she didnt actually know any (because they would have taken her anyways) but she says something along the lines of,

still... you seemed to sleep better at night knowing that there was the option of a lullaby. that all your nightmares could be washed away by a song.

:”^)... so the quest is more story and companion based in nature, but i love doin this kind of stuff with the lore so... lol. make with that what you will

bonus comic:

— story wise she kinda dabbles with... everything . she was built to be very adaptable despite not knowing any combat experience (yet??!) so shes proud to be “useful” on board. does expect you to protect her though. shes not afraid to act like a coward because shes positive one hit will shatter her little porcelain limbs LOL

at the same time she gets flustered when people outright protect her or treat her kindly....

heres some dialogue i tried to write for her - that portrait drawing beat my ass though ngl . and also the text looks too bold but if it wasnt bolded it was too thin... AGONY. and whatnot

thats pretty much it HEHE.... might have another stab at that other armada oc i had in my possession...

#pirate101 #p101 #her role was partially inspired by the fact that i rmred that the pirate team wanted to have more armada in government positions #(iirc)#just to show how far their reach had grown....#and i was like well . it could work the same way in other factors too #and even if it didnt im like. whos gonna stop me . free reign baby!!!!#anyways i would love to see more armada/pitty ocs in these types of scenarios and positions...#need to scour the pirate tag more #but yes . feel free to share your armada and pitty ocs with me i would love to see them<3 #ive been giving wiz a lot of love but i also love pirate :**

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xxjkmxx · 5 years

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~Pink Yeonjung Moodboard~

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wanna-able · 5 years

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Daniel: I’m going to go take a nap now

Seongwoo: It’s 11:32 a.m.-

Daniel: TIME ISN’T REAL

#wanna one #wannable #wannables #produce 101 #produce101 #pd101 #p101 #pd101s2 #broduce 101 #kang daniel #ong seongwu #ong seongwoo #ongniel #kpop #incorrect quotes #scenarios #memes #personal favorite

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prettywordsyouleft · 6 years

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Incantation

Summary: With the enchantment of his voice and guitar, Sewoon was able to withdraw the thoughts of his audience to help him progress as a singer. He heard their thoughts, their issues and their dreams. But he never heard yours.

Characters: Jeong Sewoon x reader

Genre: fluff/ witchcraft au

A/N: Second fiction for this week! I’ve always had a love affair for Jeong Sewoon whenever he’s paired with his guitar… his voice is just everything to me, and so I knew I had to write something in this monthly theme with him enchanting us all! I hope you enjoy it!

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He sat on the stool, closing his eyes as his fingers plucked at the strings of his guitar in a perfect rhythm, the beautiful sounds quietening the small crowd of the bar. He smiled to himself before his voice joined in, hearing a couple of audible gasps from the audience at his tone.

Sewoon knew he sounded appealing, his voice oozing with a tone that even he himself was proud to own. It had taken years to sound this good. Countless hours of working through his vocal limitations, and many sessions of thumbing at his guitar with painful cracked skin and calluses. He had done it all to get to here. To be able to share his music with others. To captivate an audience with just his voice and guitar.

To reap the rewards from doing so.

His ears pricked as the first thought came to his mind, his eyes casually glancing to the girl in the front row. She blushed deeply when his eyes met hers, and her thoughts hit his mind in a fast stream, Sewoon barely catching all of it.

“If only I could sing a song about how to capture hearts. I believe love songs are the best!”

He nodded his head, he had sung many love songs before, in fact the song he was uttering right now was a shy love confession. He shifted in his chair slightly at his song choice tonight, looking across to you in the very back and sucking in some air before moving on to a man near you when his voice reached his ears.

“I reckon he could suit testing his power in a rock ballad. Something edgy, his voice could do it.”

Sewoon huffed, he knew he could, but it wasn’t really his style. He liked singing the way he was, and his new song was one of his favourite kind of sounds. Relaxed, and reliant on the varying shades of his voice. Plus, he needed his guitar to perform, and rock wouldn’t really suit his acoustic sound.

As the song came to an end, he sighed, the crowd hadn’t really offered much tonight. Bowing in gratitude, he climbed off the stage and went to get his drink from the bar, smiling at you from the other side of the counter that you were now back behind.

“Another great performance,” you mentioned with a smile and he nodded distractedly, thanking you for his honey water – a must have after being on stage. You had been gracious enough in giving him these every Friday and Saturday night, and he had come to think of you much like honey himself. You had stuck in his brain ever since he had met you here, and your smiles made him feel warm and gooey. He hated that you made him feel that way, especially after nights like tonight.

He hadn’t gotten anything from the crowd.

“It could have been better,” he admitted, and you cocked your head to the side. Sewoon smiled. “It’s not easy trying to captivate them sometimes.”

You scoffed. “Everyone was hanging off your words tonight, are you blind Sewoon?!”

Not you though, he thought to himself, sighing heavily. Out of every performance he’d done here, you hadn’t once offered him anything when he performed. Sure you’d smile a little as you wiped glasses and stacked them, or glanced over in his direction whilst pouring someone a drink.

But he hadn’t heard you yet. And it was driving him insane.

You see, Sewoon had tried. The hours in the studio, the vocal training, the calluses, they all came to a head one day when he was prepared to give being a musician up. And then he met some unfortunate soul at the right time for him, and the wrong time for them. They exchanged guitars, the man all but throwing his into Sewoon’s grip and taking his old, beaten, barely worth a dime of an instrument. He had never understood it at first.

But over time he realised the struggles of that musician. It wasn’t a guitar for just anyone. Because when he strummed his fingers over the strings, it made a melody that he had never thought he could conjure. And his voice suddenly fit the bill too. Sewoon wasn’t stupid, he knew the guitar was the reason he was succeeding now. He couldn’t quite explain it, but the underside had an engraving upon it that he couldn’t read, it was in a language not known to this world. He had tried to find it, and the closest he had come was to faery folklore. But he wasn’t so sure he could truly delve that deep into that kind of world, accepting the guitar had some kind of magic to it, and coupled with his voice, it made people fall in love with him.

Like an incantation, he put a spell on his audience, and hoped to receive in return.

The first time he had, he had almost stopped singing. He heard a young girl’s inner thoughts over her boyfriend, and how she wished he would realise how much she loved him. It had frightened him to look into her dreamy expression from his voice, and hear so much of what was tumbling around from within.

And then he realised how great her troubles would make for a new song.

After releasing that, he heard another voice, and wrote a song about caring for someone out of their reach. And from there he became greedy, his new songs all coming from the voices he heard when he performed. He had always struggled with his lyrics until his guitar found him.

Now he had everything going so well for him. Except you.

At first Sewoon insisted to himself that he didn’t need your thoughts, since on average he could get at least three song ideas from singing at the bar each night. That kept him busy and his music fresh. Ideally, he didn’t need you to help him with his lyrics when he was hearing everyone else around him. But over time, you were the only person he didn’t hear anything from. It intrigued him; he just wanted to hear from you once. To see what hid behind your pretty little smile that he had grown attached to. To see if your thoughts were as addicting as sinking into your eyes were.

You tapped your fingers on the bar counter loudly in front of him then, and he blinked rapidly. You smirked. “You did it again. Have I got something on my face? Always staring, Jeong Sewoon.”

“Uh, sorry,” he admitted, though he smiled all the same. You liked when he did. “Were you saying anything?”

“I might have complimented you on tonight’s song. It was, different.” He watched your cheeks flush with colour and his own skin grew hot from it.

His song might have been a bust tonight, but he was glad you liked it. It was one of his own for a change. He hadn’t written for himself in the past year since finding his guitar. But the song had formed itself over several dreams he had. Dreams of you. He had written it a month ago, and taken this long to have the courage to sing it.

He had learned that the songs from himself weren’t so popular, and should have guessed Eye 2 Eye wouldn’t be successful in drawing in new voices.

“Perhaps my own lyrics don’t do enough for others,” he concluded and then realised he had said it out loud when you placed your hand down on the bar top again. He glanced up at you, your eyes wide and shaking your head at him.

“Tonight’s song was my favourite,” you insisted and he couldn’t help but grin. But he held the rest of his thoughts in check. He didn’t want you to know just how giddy he felt then. Not yet anyway. He hadn’t made it big enough on his music, and he hadn’t heard you. As soon as he had, he’d confess.

He just hoped that moment would happen soon.

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A couple of months passed by and Sewoon was frustrated. His content was better than ever, but you were different, more distant from him. He couldn’t understand why. He had initially thought you had perhaps gotten a boyfriend with all of his stalling, and pulled back because of that. But you were still single so Gwanghyun, his friend that also worked the bar with you, had insisted. It confused Sewoon then, wondering what he had done that would make you barely smile at him anymore. You were still like honey to him, but now the kind that made it hard to swallow when you had spooned too much in at once. He was troubled, sometimes not paying attention to the voices he heard, and trying to capture your attention instead. He wondered if his guitar was up to no good, but he knew better. It was still sending out its spell, charming the audience to share with him.

Finally, you gave him an answer, though he hadn’t been prepared for it at all. He had watched you as he sung a song about two guys liking the same girl who always wore red, his eyes flickering to his subject that was a return member of his audience tonight. She seemed to look down at her red dress and then back up him in surprise, clapping her hands together and then turning to one of the guys on her right. By the time Sewoon found you again, your eyes were dark and dangerous. His voice cracked for the first time in a live performance and the crowd gasped.

He was thankful the song was quickly over, and after signing a couple of autographs, and packing up his guitar, he went over to the bar, you all but throwing a drink at him.

“Sorry, we’re all out of honey today.”

Sewoon took the water gingerly, and tried to smile. “That’s okay. Is, is everything alright with you?”

You looked like you were about to speak, but your eyes travelled around the bar for a moment, landing on someone behind him before narrowing back on his own face. He gulped, you were thunderous.

“Gwanghyun, watch the counter, yeah?” you barely got out through gritted teeth to the fellow bartender, who exchanged a warning look at Sewoon as you charged around the counter and dragged him and his guitar into the back storage room. Shutting the door, you firmly placed your arms over your chest.

“What the hell is your deal?!”

“I … uh… what?” he spluttered, your face was so twisted up. He couldn’t tell if it was anger or hurt that was more evident in your swirling eyes, and he couldn’t find his voice to ask further.

Thankfully you had a lot to say. “You’re a fraud.”

He froze.

“You know, as a bartender, I hear a lot of stories about people. You pour them a couple of drinks, and sometimes, someone will tell you their life story. I try to be polite and listen to them, but then I let their words go. How are you doing it Sewoon?! How are you hearing their problems or feelings and making them into songs?! How can you take from others like that? At first I just felt déjà vu with some of your songs. But tonight confirmed it. Jessi is the muse for tonight’s song, the lady in red! Right?!”

He didn’t know where to begin or what to say and you heaved in air, shaking a little at the confrontation. How could he even tell you? That the guitar he owns sends the voices to him and captivates him with their dramas to write them into lyrics? That he’d be a useless nobody without their support in his music. That sometimes he avoided singing songs so beautifully written because they held someone else’s pain in them? It wasn’t fair that he had zero talent to rely on. Sewoon felt his mood plummet the further he tried to find a solution.

He would need to find another bar to work in. This thought alone made him feel so cowardly; he lowered his head in shame.

You groaned. “Sewoon?!”

“I’m listening.”

“You’re not answering me though, how can you sing about others like that?! I thought, I thought you had a gift, but really, you’re just stealing inspiration from other people’s situations.”

He glanced up then, finding a small amount of courage as he gripped at his guitar case handle. “Isn’t that what artists do? Draw inspiration from others?”

“There’s a limit to it though, shouldn’t you experience it?!”

“I have,” he defended, thinking back over songs he had sung this year, a lot of them about being in a one-sided crush. He could definitely relate to that. “I’ve experienced a lot of what I sing.”

“Oh really,” you challenged, shaking your head a moment later. “I don’t even know why I’m this worked up at you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t owe me an apology! You’re not stealing my thoughts!”

“That’s because I can’t hear them!” he blurted out, his eyes growing wide momentarily. You were silent, but appeared curious as to what he meant. He groaned and nodded once. He would tell you. He told you how he had no true talent until the guitar came into his world. That he struggled with lyrics that people could relate to. How he came to hear the voices, the muses to his songs. How playing at the bar enchanted others. Except you. And how much it frustrated him. He spilled it all out, so much that he was kind of stunned when he was finished. Sewoon had never told anyone about any of this.

For an immeasurable moment, you were quiet, contemplating all he had said to you. And then you felt the tears in your eyes, wiping at them quickly in hopes he wouldn’t see them. But he did and he moved closer, reaching to rub away the tear stains on one of your cheeks. You bit at your lip at his gesture and Sewoon only then clicked onto what he was doing.

“I’m sorry, I-”

“Who’s thoughts belonged to that one song I liked, Sewoon?” you whispered and he frowned for a moment, trying to recollect the song you meant. “The one you thought didn’t do well, but I loved. Who owns those lyrics?”

He was struck by your words, his throat drying up. You were talking about his song. The one he had written for you. It had been you that had been behind those lyrics, a sweet confession of how he loved you.

“Sewoon?” you called to him, staring into his eyes. He smiled, just like the song lyrics.

“You do.”

You were taken aback, tilting your head to the side. “You just said you hadn’t once heard-”

“I mean, I wrote them, for you.”

You stilled, and he waited with bated breath for your next reaction. Suddenly you blinked rapidly. “But why, aren’t I frustrating you like you said?”

“I was frustrated that I could never find a way to tell you how I felt, because you never gave over your inner voice, I was worried on how to approach you the right way. On whether you liked me too. The lyrics in that song, they’re about you.”

“Oh.” You seemed stuck again, and he didn’t know what more to do. His hands itched to grab you, his eyes zeroed in on your lips in the dim lighting. But he waited. You had been far too angry with him before. He didn’t want to push too hard and lose you completely. He already thought he had. Finally you glanced up at him and smiled lightly. “Could you, could you sing it again to me?”

“Now?”

You nodded. “Do you even remember the lyrics?”

He almost laughed. He couldn’t forget them like he couldn’t forget to breathe. They were embedded in his mind always; because they had been his first proper lyrics of his own he performed.

Sewoon bent to pull out his guitar, standing upright quickly as he slung it over his shoulder. He was nervous, and he wasn’t normally when he went to perform. But this was for you and you only.

He began to sing for you, his voice echoing a little in the space you were in. And like everyone else who stood before him when he sang, you were captivated. But in a different way. There was no dreamy gaze, or looking as if you were under a spell. He could see your eyes brighten when he mentioned how you were pretty in a different way each day. How moved you were when he got to the bridge, the part where he expressed his hesitations on how to tell you his feelings. He held you up to the very last line, and then the room succumbed to silence again, a slight ringing of the last strum of his guitar still in his ear.

“Do you want to hear my inner voice now?” you asked and Sewoon smiled.

“It doesn’t work that way, it happens when I play-”

“I like when you smile too. Every time I see you it makes my heart beat faster. When you get lost staring into my eyes, I’ve always hoped it was because you liked me. It gave me time to gaze at you too. My answer is yes Sewoon.”

“Yes?” he managed, his breathing feeling unhinged at your words.

You nodded, reaching forward to for his hand, gently intertwining yours with his. “You’re not a bad person for what you’re doing. But I like your songs better. You should sing them more than other people’s ones. Your thoughts are my favourite. And I’ll tell you, like you asked in your song, yes, I want to see you tomorrow too.”

Sewoon swallowed, he hadn’t expected this when you had dragged him in here. But he wasn’t complaining. Because you had answered his lyrics. And there was only one thing left for him to do. Leaning in closer, he hesitated only a second before pressing his lips to yours, his soul feeling as though it was singing its own song now as you kissed him back.

He wasn’t talent-less. Sure, the guitar helped, even now. But you had liked his love song for you.

He only hoped you’d like the rest to come.

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Welcome to Frightful October, a collab between myself and @this-song-thats-only-for-you ... this week’s theme is Spellbound! To follow more of the stories check out the links below:

Other stories in Spellbound: Superstitious // Incantation // Love Spell // A Gift

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wanna1things · 6 years

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Love Writer | Park Jihoon

Genre;; fluffy fluffy fluff fluff + screenwriter!jihoon huuuuuuuh

Warnings;; none that i know of!!

Pairing;; Park Jihoon x reader

Requested;; nope,, this is Jihoon’s birthday scenario!! yay!!! happy birthday boo

Summary;; Your favourite tv show really mimicks real life...

Style;; bullet point

Word Count;; 1455

Other Jihoon works;; Barista | Mafia | Soulmate (Ver 1) (Ver 2)

Other birthday scenarios;; Daniel | Daehwi | Yongguk | Jisung

masterlist • request rules • request something

my dumb ass wrongly scheduled jaehwan’s birthday scenario so... i’ll post it later

it took months you to work up the courage to speak to him

he was like,, a complete mystery, nobody knew anything about him

except for you

you’d approached him one day, the curiosity too much for you to handle, and after that it was never the same again

you’d first seen him sitting down in the cafe where you worked, coming in every so often, buying the same coffee and leaving only his surname, ‘park’

when the summer came he turned up more frequently, every day in fact, sitting at a table in the corner always furiously typing away on his laptop

of course, you’d tried asking your coworkers who he was, but nobody knew past his surname

and then came the day when you made your decision to approach him

it was getting late, your shift was over and you were about to head home when you noticed him, still sitting there and typing away

you paused for a second, pretending to look in your bag so you could take a peek at his screen

like ok... maybe it’s creepy but the boy types a LOT!!

but before you could even register a word on the screen he’d turned around, covering your view

“What do you want?”

WHOOPS THEN

“Oh... nothing?”

“Do you work here?”

“Yes...”

He looked around for a second, seeing that it was only you two left in the cafe

“Can you get me another coffee?”

“The cafe is closed!”

he rolled his eyes and pointed at the clock on his computer screen

“You’ve got 3 minutes until closing, that’s long enough.”

you sighed and went back to the bar, expecting the guy to continue typing, but instead he closed his laptop and followed you

“My name’s Jihoon, Park Jihoon. What’s yours?”

the name seemed familiar to you, in an odd sort of way, but you brushed it off as just being a common name or maybe someone you knew from school

“I’m y/n.”

you continued getting his coffee ready in silence, trying to do it as quickly as possible so you could go home

“Are you a student here?”

“At the local university? Yeah. What about you?”

“Nah, I write stuff.”

you mumbled a ‘yeah I can tell that’ under your breath and focused back on his coffee, doing the finishing touches before passing it over to him

“All done, and with a minute to spare. I’ll let you go early then.”

“Thanks!”

you rolled your eyes and smiled, picking up your coat and getting ready to lock up

Jihoon picked up all of his stuff and waited for you to join him outside of the cafe in the rain, offering his umbrella to you

“You don’t have an umbrella so... walk with me?”

he walked all the way to your apartment with you, offering you his number as you parted ways and made your way up the stairs to your room

you typed a text to him as you walked, your fingers flying across the screen

“Hi! It’s y/n! This is my number!!”

you smiled slightly as you sent it, just as you reached your apartment

when you got in, you made your way over to the sofa, picking up your laptop on the way

it was time to binge watch your favourite series

it was a show you had liked for a while, but in the past 2 years it changed writer and now...

now it was your FAVOURITE

the storyline changed each series, each one focusing on a couple falling in love and all of their struggles

each story was so beautifully written, and not too extravagant that you believed it could happen to anyone

or to YOU

but unfortunately the next series wouldn’t be out until a months time, so here you were, watching the old series over and over

until you fell asleep...

from then on, you spent all of your breaks with Jihoon

he’d always be there, typing away so hard you thought his fingers might fly off

he never was specific about what he was writing, just calling it a “piece” or whatever

to be honest, most of your conversations were you talking AT him

you told him all about your favourite show, how much you loved the new writer and how excited you were for the new series

Jihoon seemed to shrug it off, simply saying some bits “could’ve been better”

but you just assumed it was because he was a writer and well... sometimes they have big egos!

at some point, you found yourself going to him even when it wasn’t your break, blushing whenever he slightly complimented you or even... your coffee

what was happening to you??????

oh honey u in LOVE

even though he seemed a bit.... big headed at times, he was nice, nice enough to buy you the box set of your favourite series

one day, when you finished your shift early you decided to well... go out with him

not as a date or anything, just like two friends going to the park because hey it’s summer it’s sunny might as well

so you sat there on the grass having a little picnic aka him eating the foot and you sneaking stares at him at every moment possible

after both of you had finished eating, Jihoon spoke suddenly

“Do you know how to read palms?”

honestly.... you had no idea how to read palms... but I mean if you said yes that meant you got to touch his hands right???? not to be creepy but they seem so soft HEJSKF

“Yeah... I know how to read palms...”

you took his hand in yours, drawing circles onto his palm and making up readings as you went along

“It says... you’ll be successful.... you’ll live a long life.... your love line is long...”

honestly........... you were right his hands are so SOFT

“Do you actually know how to read palms?”

the question made you look up and OKAY he was closer than you were expecting

“No...”

you looked deep into his eyes for a second, your eyes flicking down to his lips every so often

and GOD did they look kissable !!!!!!

well you might as well go for it

so YOU DID

you quickly leant forward a couple more centimetres and pressed your lips to his and OH OKAY YEAH THEY WERE JUST AS SOFT AS YOU THOUGHT

but Jihoon seemed to... stiffen up????? so you pulled back

he didn’t say anything and well... neither did you

you just looked at each other in complete silence before you picked up your bag and announced you were leaving

you weren’t sure if you were embarrassed or just kinda heartbroken like ???

did you read the signs wrong or what??

as soon as you got home, you text him, saying that you had the day off tomorrow and that he should come and talk to you

but you got no reply

so instead, you spent the the whole of the night just.... taking your mind off it by binging your favourite show

all this mess of falling in love had almost made you forget the new series was coming out

ALMOST

of course that’s why you had the day off work and you even had a timer on your phone to remind you when it started

so you sat on your couch, waiting for the time to come, your heart still heavy from the events of the day before

as much as you tried to push Jihoon out of your mind, he just kept on coming back

until, of course, you heard the opening sequence of the tv show starting

the new series started out in a coffee shop, one not too dissimilar from the one you worked in

there was a guy there, on his laptop, and a girl working at the till, making coffee

it turned to night, and she approached him, trying to get a peek at his screen

the dialogue continued... on and on until

wait a minute

the conversation was pretty much an exact copy of the one you and Jihoon had when you first met

your mind was racing, you sat up straighter as it continued, with the male lead waiting outside for the girl in the rain with an umbrella, walking her all the way home

before you knew it, your phone was in your hands, calling Jihoons phone number

“What does this mean?”

as soon as he heard your voice through the receiver, he laughed lightly

“What do you think it means?”

“That you’re the writer of my favourite tv show?”

“No! I mean, yes! But something else!”

“What else does it mean, Jihoon!”

“It means that I love you.”

damn

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justbelustful · 6 years

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delicious.

character: im youngmin ; mxm

writer: admin lust

genre: smut (obviously)

summary: youngmin rewards you with his mouth after you help out with his rap

warnings: eating out, a teasing youngmin

word count: 1.9k

a/n: requested scenario! also holy shit this gif u know he really uses it for good use ;)

It was late at night and Youngmin was at his desk writing lyrics for his own song. You were on the bed laying down, scrolling through sns or playing time-killing games. He’s been working on his lyrics for a while now and you’d often see him crumple the paper and toss it in the trash can next to him, scratching his head. It was probably the 8th time since he crumpled up another piece, but this time he just placed his hands on his eyes, resting his elbows on the desk. You got up walking towards him and slipping your arms around his neck, placing a kiss on his ear.

“Lyrics not working out babe?”

Youngmin turned his chair to kiss your cheek before letting out a small sigh. “Yeah… I guess I’m just tired today.” he said looking at the other pages of lyrics that was already written. He grabbed the pages and read over them again. “I don’t know why but the lyrics I’m trying to write after these ones just don’t sound nice together. I even tried rewriting this part to make it blend smoother with the second part.” He glanced at the trash with some of his crumpled papers inside or resting beside it.

“Hey hey, don’t be too hard on yourself. What if I help you with them a little? Hm?” you cooed and gave him a reassuring smile. He smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist to kiss you on the lips. “My number one supporter helping me? I’ll gladly take the help.”

Surprisingly, your ideas helped his thought process flow more. You watched him as his eyes lit up when he felt like some lines fit well together, hearing his small ‘ahs’ of satisfaction whenever he mumbled some lines together. You figured since he was back into his “master rap lyricist” mode, you went into the kitchen and whipped up a small desert as a prize for him. It was just a small bowl of ice cream with chocolate syrup and heart sprinkles. You walked back into the bedroom and placing the bowl next to his arm. He turned his head and glanced at the ice cream smiling while he continued to write the last of his lyrics.

“Just for me?”

You bent down and kissed his cheek. “Of course, who else would it be for besides me?” He huffed a laugh out of his nose and scooped a small piece into his mouth, letting it melt in his mouth as he cleaned up his desk a little. You plopped yourself back on the bed, watching him walk towards you with his ice cream. You just thought he was gonna silently enjoy his ice cream right?

Nope.

He spooned a small amount of the ice cream in his mouth and grabbed the side of your face, kissing you deeply. You felt the coldness of the ice cream melt quickly between your tongues and Youngmin’s hand grabbing the back of your head, pulling you towards him as he kept deepening the kiss. When the ice cream was no longer in either of your mouths, he pulled away and gave you a smug look. Your felt your face heat up and slapped his chest lightly, making him chuckle.

“Wh-what was that for….” you mumbled, pouting your lips and looking up at him with puppy eyes.

“I just wanted to share my reward with you for helping me with the lyrics.” his tone sounding like he didn’t do anything wrong. He scooped another piece of the ice cream in his mouth and smiled cheekily. “I mean, if that wasn’t a good enough of a reward for you I can do something else.”

You saw how his eyes looked darker with lust, his tongue going over his lips either from the ice cream remaining on his mouth or from thinking about ravishing you right then and there. It could’ve been both, really. Your mind wandered to many places, replaying the past times he just had you screaming his name, the feeling in your stomach starting to coil. You leaned back a little and scanned his body. For some reason your attention kept going back to his lips. He could do so many things to you; kiss you deeply to the point where you have to pull him off of you just to regain your breath, leave a shit ton of bruises and bites around your body whether it be around your neck or around your inner thighs– stop. He was staring at you patiently, waiting for your answer. To be honest he was smirking to himself because he knew where your mind was heading.

He placed his hand under your chin and looked down at you with hooded lids. “Well, what do you want me to do baby?” his voice was now deep and raspy as if he just woke up from sleeping. You felt your breathing hitch a little and the same feeling in your lower stomach came back again when you heard his voice. You couldn’t submit now. You didn’t even do anything. You grabbed the collar off his shirt and pulled him roughly to bring his head next to your mouth.

“How about you use that rapper tongue of yours to good use?” you whispered into his ear and immediately pushed him back with a smug look on your face. You leaned your body back the smallest bit, your legs slightly opened a little to give him more of a hint. He cocked an eyebrow and leaned forward to push you all the way down against the bed, placing soft kisses from your lips down to your collarbone, occasionally stopping to suck on the skin a little to leave marks. His thigh was in between your legs, pressing against your heat whenever he pushed his body forward. You just wanted some sort of friction and pushed your body down to rub against it, eliciting a small moan from you. He stopped kissing your body and looked at you with dark eyes again, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“We can’t get too impatient baby…” he breathed and slid his hands down your body to pull your shirt and bra up, feeling at your breasts softly, his rough fingers grazing your nipples. You let out a small whine and wiggled your hips. It was pretty obvious that you were desperate and Youngmin loved how he was able to make you like this so quickly. He smiled to himself as he started getting lower and lower as he placed wet kisses on your body. Right when he got to the hem of your shorts, he looked up at you, giving you an innocent smile. You lifted your head, annoyed that he just stopped there.

“You said to make good use of my tongue right? How am I supposed to know what’s good if you don’t tell me?” he said, rubbing circles on your hip with his thumb. You inhaled deeply since you didn’t want to give up what little of your ego you had left at the moment.

“Please, just eat me out already!” you whined and started to rock your hips slightly. As soon as you said that, he stood up to rip your shorts off along with your underwear, teasing the folds of your heat with his fingers before going down and sliding his tongue all the way up, stopping at your clit to suck at it roughly. You let out a scream and arched your back, your arms squirming around not knowing what to do from the sudden attack on your sensitive area.

His tongue felt incredibly warm and the fact that it was huge helped with covering everything. He continued to kitten lick your clit, the tips of his fingers teasing at your hole. His other hand slid under to grab your ass, prompting you to buck your hips towards him. He felt you pushing and slid one of his fingers right in, curving it up to rub at your sensitive spot. You let out strained curses and moans as he slowly pumped his finger in you, your eyes rolling back from the amount of pleasure.

He slipped out his finger only to rub the wetness of that finger onto another so that he could shove both of them in, pumping it fast. Youngmin looked up to see you grabbing onto the bedsheets as if your life depended on it. Your chest was rising up and down quickly as you choked out moans, making him suck on your clit harder. He pulled his head away to grab the inner parts of your thighs and spreading them farther apart, flattening his tongue to swipe at your folds before sticking it inside your heat. His tongue reached as far as it could, wiggling it inside, his thumb circling your sensitive bud. Your hips kept rising as you let out quiet pleads and your eyes starting to tear up.

“Pl-please… please Youngmin… I’m so close…” you whined loudly and continued to moan out different curses. You were pushing your heat against his face at this point and he was using his tongue to fuck you. The feeling was drastically different from his dick, but oh he fucking knew how to use it to where you’re pleading him to finish you off. When he heard your whine, he looked up for a second to see the desperation on your face and pushed his body so much that you slid up the bed. His fingers were continuously rubbing large circles on your clit as he tried his hardest to get his tongue as far as he could inside you. As he pushed you farther, his hips pressed against the side of the bed, making him flinch a little since he was rock hard for the longest time. He thrusted his hips softly against the bed as he sped up his actions on you. You felt your core start to coil as he went faster, your legs kicking up and your hands gripping tightly at the bed.

“Oh my- FUCK”

You were screaming his name as your hips shook almost violently, your juices covering Youngmin’s mouth. His hands were softly rubbing at your legs so that they could calm down. He stood up licking around his plump and slightly swollen lips, swiping a hand over it before bending down to place them lovingly on your body.

“Was it good baby?” he said lowly, his cleaner hand going up to push the hair sticking to your sweat covered forehead back and caressing your cheek. You huffed out a quick ‘uh-huh’ regaining your breath. You felt incredibly sweaty and you were surprised you were breathing at all, plus you just felt extra sensitive, your thighs occasionally twitching. He may have just eaten the life out of you but he just had to smile at how you could barely speak because of him.

“I know you’re trying to breath right now but….” he pushed his bulge against your heat which made you whimper from the sensitivity, “I need help with this…”

By then, your breathing was more evened out than before and you had just enough strength to sit up and kiss him. You could taste yourself, but honestly, you were fucked, he’s got an angry dick to be taken care of, and you were ready to get fucked again. You wrapped your legs around his waist to turn him on his back and straddling him. You finally pulled your sweat covered shirt and bra before pushing your hips back against his dick.

“Lay down and let me treat you again yeah?” you said with a breathy voice, making Youngmin’s spine shiver. His hands landed on your waist, pushing you down onto him as he pushed his hips up.

“I can’t wait.”

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woobaejin · 7 years

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WANNA ONE ♡ “DOES MY VOICE OVER” CHALLENGE

PART 1 » “BF DOES MY MAKEUP” CHALLENGE

Scenario: You’re a rising fashion/beauty YouTuber and decides to let your boyfriend to your voice over.

Yoon Jisung

“Alright so hi my name is (Y/N) and I love makeup–not as much as my boyfriend Jisung though”

“I have a bunch of palettes and they’re all the same but I like buying the same thing over and over to waste money”

“This looks expensive but you see all this?? I only buy it because it’s cute and I use it once before throwing it into the drawer and never see it ever again”

“What is this okay spritz spritz WAIT OH IT’S SETTING SPRAY YES I LOVE TO DRENCH MYSELF IN SETTING SPRAY AS IF SOMEONE THREW A BUCKET OF WATER ON ME.”

Ha Sungwoon

“Hi, everybody! Welcome back to another tutorial —sips some water and twirls hair.”

“Okay so we have two eyeliners–oh you’re going to shake it and.. okay just kidding you’re going to put it on your hand.. wait what?.”

“Now you’re going to contour the foundation around your nose and... right under the hairline with a fat paint brush and then use the beauty blender and basically punch right under your eye..”

“Now I'm going to put on pink lipstick and think of my boyfriend as I do this because he’s very handsome and I love him a lot and I love pink.”

Hwang Minhyun

“Hey everyone. Welcome to my tutorial and this how I do my makeup.. so I’m just putting on a lot of face foundation and what is this other tube.. eye foundation? Okay it looks the same.”

“Now we’re taking this brown shade and we’re going to put it onto my eye ball socket... and then we’re going to be really dangerous and go underneath— basically under my eye bags”

“Touches brush oh man I should listen to my amazing boyfriend and actually clean my brushes before I stab my eye and get infected.”

“Uh here we have more powdering and contouring and now we’re going to brush the neck area, ear and more on the neck..”

Ong Seongwu

“It’s ONG MUA in the HOUUUUSE! Here to do (Y/N)’s voice over because I know you love hearing my voice more than hers.”

“BROWS GOTTA MAKE THEM EXTRA THICC WITH TWO C’s AND EXTRA DARK”

“BLEND BRUSH BLEND GOTTA BLEND BLEND! BLEND THAT FOREHEAD.”

“MY LIPSTICK SNAPPED OFF? JK it’s under control guys”

“And here’s the finished ‘I LOOK LIKE A BURNT ORANGE’ LOOK! Just kidding she’s looking super fine... Not as fine as me though—”

Kim Jaehwan

“Hello everyone! IT’S ME JAEHWAN! YOUR FAVORITE MAKEUP GURU!”

“Okay, so first you’re going to grab your concealer and make a triangle and blend it with this stress ball okay so DAB DAB DAAAAB”

“Time to fill in my non-existent brows with this brown color gel.”

“Then you take some of this shiny stuff IDK what this is but going for that super 3D look”

“FINISHED! THANKS FOR WATCHING! LIKE FOR JAEHWAN AND SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE JAEHWAN AND COMMENT ABOUT JAEHWAN!

Kang Daniel

“What’s up everyone! Going to do a glam tutorial look for you all today so let’s get started!”

“Wow, I look cute. Super cute and I know it. Hair flips and more hair flips. Anyways, we’re taking this white cream and putting it all over the face because my skin is thirsty for moisture..”

“You see Rooney in the back everyone? Why don’t we just focus on her instead. Rooney is more important right now.”

“She’s putting on a lot of lipstick.. how does it not get onto my lips when she kisses me...”

Park Jihoon

“Hi everyone! This is Jihoon speaking and today I'm here to do (Y/N)’s voice over so shall we get started?”

“Okay so take this neutral color from the first palette and then put on this eye primer protein—i mean potion”

“Then you’re going to blend it together and then color your eyeshadow with Steela?? Stilla??”

“You’re going to pat pat pat the skin and you can use anything that’s soft like this square looking sponge.

“Now we’re going to open this other tube and draw some small dots and triangles—this looks like clown makeup.. sorry baby..”

Park Woojin

“H-Hello this is Park Woojin..” (whispers babe.. do I look awkward on camera?)

“Why do girls say they’re going to “beat” their face with makeup..”

“Next you have to keep on rubbing your face until your hand gets tired and now onto eyeshadow..”

“We’re going to take this purple color and put it on the eyes.. like an upside down Nike sign”

“What is that? Baby powder? Then you have to put it under your eyes and chin. What is this even for...”

Bae Jinyoung

“So I’m Jinyoung.. (Y’N)’s boyfriend and yeah..we’re going to dive right into the look.”

“Taking a clean brush, we’re going to take this light brown color and swirl it all over the eyelid.. and then we’re going to take another brown color.. the colors look the same..”

“Grabbing this black crayon.. pencil... I'm going to put it onto my eyelashes.. have to draw inside the lines like a coloring book”

“The eyes look really pretty.. super pretty..wow..”

“Powder the tip of your nose and the mustache area and then you’re done! Oh just kidding not yet—”

Lee Daehwi

“Hey what’s up everyone! This is (Y/N)’s boyfriend Daehwi and we’re going to go straight into this pretty look she has going on!”

“Gotta make sure your lips aren’t dry and chapped so hydrate your lips, everyone.”

“So first we’re going to conceal everywhere that’s problematic.. like this pimple under her chin.. what is this... Tarte Shape Tape! ”

“Now gotta make sure those brows are filled in because you know.. NO BROWS NO LIFE”

“Oh my god she’s so fire.. even more, fire if she actually did her make up this fast though. YES, I’M CALLING YOU OUT.”

Lai Guanlin

“What’s up everyone. I’m Lai Guanlin and I was forced to do this video for my girlfriend... I love you, (Y/N).”

“Looks like she’s going to put on a bunch of colors now. This bottle looks like nail polish though..”

“Put some liquid thing onto this red egg ball and punch the makeup into your pores.. wow that’s a lot..”

“Why is she so extra.. okay so next you’re going to overline your lips. Want to make your lips bigger than they are because big lips are in..”

“And this is the final look.. Wow, my girlfriend is really attractive.. and here she is being extra again.”

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woojinieemoved · 7 years

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3 A.M. ―

member: kang daniel

genre: flufffffff

writing type: paragraph

word count: 2k

summary: you can’t sleep one night so you text daniel || nonidol!au

a/n: just a reupload so if it sucks sorry lol

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The sounds of crickets chirping outside late at night and the sound of your fan on high were the only two things you were listening to as you attempted to fall asleep. For some reason, you felt restless and it was too boring laying in bed with your eyes closed when you weren't even tired. You furrowed your eyebrows, getting frustrated at how long you kept your eyes closed. Jumping up quickly to sit up straight and tapping around your bed where you left your phone charging, unlocking it and going to your messenger app. The light of your phone screen shone brightly into your eyes, causing you to flinch and squint at the screen.

To: cat loser

[2:48 am] y/n: daniel? are you awake?

You felt impatient looking at the screen and put your phone down. “Why would he even be awake? It’s almost 3 am,” you thought, sighing, sliding down to rest your head on your pillow again. While you blankly stared at the dark ceiling, you heard a buzzing noise, making you turn quickly to grab the phone.

[2:52 am] dn: yeah babe? why aren’t you asleep?

[2:52 am] y/n: oh you're awake!! i dunno.. i just can’t fall asleep. and shouldn't i be asking you that too?

[2:53 am] dn: haha you’re right

[2:53 am] y/n: idk what to do to fall asleep. i don't feel tired at all :(

[2:55 am] dn: hmmmm. how bout we go on a date?

[2:55 am] y/n: a date?? right now???

[2:55 am] dn: yeah! we can just walk around and i’ll teach you how to skate a little so it won’t be too boring

[2:56 am] y/n: …i mean alright. where do we meet?

[2:56 am] dn: the bus stop near your house? since im bringing my skateboard i won't be long.

[2:58 am] y/n: okayyy get there safely then!!! <3

[2:58 am] dn: you stay safe too. i don't want anything happening to you while you're waiting for me.

[2:58 am] y/n: i knowww hehe :-)

You smiled reading his text saying to stay safe and got up, turning on the lamp next to your bed and walking to the closet to find something warmer to wear. Slipping on one of Daniel’s sweaters that you( stole) borrowed and figures that the shorts you were already wearing were good enough. It was nearing summer time, so the nights weren't too cold, but it had a nice breeze to where it was refreshing. You put a pair of your old sneakers on and headed off to the bus stop that was about 8 min away depending on how fast you walked.

As you were nearing the stop, you spotted someone across the way, squinting and pushing your head forward to see more clearly. You smiled when you realized that it was Daniel, seeing his broad body under the street lights he went under and walked faster to catch up to him. Daniel smiled and opened up his arms as he rolled down the sidewalk with his skateboard when he saw you walking towards him with a smile on your face.

You stopped in your tracks to laugh at his pose as he was inching closer to you, crossing your arms to give him a smirk. He hopped off the board, stepping onto one end to grab the other side that popped up, and pulled you in for a warm hug. You wrapped your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face into his chest, breathing in his cologne that you were all very familiar with.

“I’m guessing you didn’t have to wait?” He said with a smile, his free hand holding your waist as you two started walking down the empty streets.

You were looking down trying to match the slow footsteps the both of you took and looked up at Daniel nodding your head. Doing his signature bunny smile, he rubbed your arm quickly and stopped to put his skateboard on the ground.

“Here. Step on this.”

You looked at him sort of nervously since you’ve never ridden a skateboard before and slowly stepped onto it. Being a skateboard, it was quite wobbly as you attempted to put both of your feet onto it and you grabbed onto Daniel’s (broad ass) shoulders, his arms moving up in case you were to fall, when it moved the slightest bit. You sighed when you caught yourself and came into eye contact with Daniel who was holding back laughter at the image of you trembling on top of his skateboard. Seeing him laugh made you pout which only seemed to make him laugh (with his cute lil scrunched up face when he laughs).

You adjusted your feet still holding onto Daniel and let go when you felt like you were in a steady position. Of course you still feared you were gonna fall off, so your arms were spread out as you looked down at your shaky legs, squatting a little bit to keep your balance.

“How am I supposed to ride this??? I can barely stand on this.” you whined.

Your legs kept trembling, but you took the courage to try to move forward a little bit. As soon as you stook your leg out, you fell forward face first into Daniel’s shoulder, his hands gripping onto your arms.

“Woah, I didn’t expect you to be this clumsy on the board.” He chuckled, giving you a smile as you pushed yourself off of him, stepping off of the skateboard.

Your face flushed red from the embarrassment of barely being able to stand on the skateboard and how swiftly Daniel was able to catch you. He swept the hair that was in front of your face and caressed your cheek with his warm hand.

“Are you okay? You didn’t hurt yourself, did you?” You felt the warmth on your face and nuzzled up against it slightly before shaking your head no. He smiled knowing that you were okay and softly rubbed your cheek with his thumb, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“That’s good. I guess we should stay off the board then?” He asked as he went over to pick up his skateboard next to you. “I’m afraid I’m gonna die if I go on that thing, so yes.” You huffed and crossed your arm, glaring at the board as if it was some rude person you encountered.

He laughed and pet your head. “Alright alright, I understand. Do you want to walk to the convenience store for ice cream then?” Ice cream at 3 am? Doesn’t seem too bad. You nodded and started to slowly skip forward, Daniel grabbing hold of your hand before you got too far ahead in front of him. You smiled looking back at him and intertwined your fingers with his, tightening your grip.

The both of you arrive at the 24/7 open convenience store, walking in to see one worker sitting behind the counter with headphones blasting music into their ears. You grab a melon ice cream (melona is really good lol) and Daniel grabs a strawberry ice cream, the two of you heading out after you pay for your items.

You spot a playground nearby and head towards it, climbing up the weirdly wide kiddy slide that was the shape of a whale, sitting down and consuming your ice creams slowly. “What else should we do?” You asked, staring blankly as you licked at your ice cream. Daniel leaned back, propping his arm behind him to look up at the night sky, his other arm preoccupied with holding his ice cream.

“Hmmm… Admire the sky like a cliche movie scene?” He laughed, swallowing the last bit of his ice cream. “This whole ‘date’ has felt pretty cliche, so why not.” you smirked.

Daniel scooted closer to you and lifted you by your waist, sliding your body in front of his, his arms now wrapped around your stomach and his head nuzzled against the back of your shoulder. You sat there in silence after you finished your ice cream, the grasshoppers chirping somewhere off in the distance. You leaned back against Daniel’s chest and placed your hands over where his arms embraced you.

“I love you.” A smooth sounding whisper right next to your ear, bringing shivers all over your body. He proceeded to place soft kisses on your ear, down to your neck, and back up to your cheek. Your face felt so hot and you felt like your heart was going to burst as he placed those kisses on you.

“Wh-what’s with all of that for…” you mumbled looking at Daniel quite annoyed because you were embarrassed.

He just smiled, giggling at your cute reaction to his sudden action of affection. “I already said why. I just love you~ ”

You puffed your cheeks, pushing Daniel off of you, sliding down the very short whale slide and fast walking to the street lamp that was near the entrance of the park. You let out a giggle, sticking out your tongue playfully at him as he slowly walked towards you.

“First one to your place gets to cuddle with Peter and Rooney!!” You yell before sprinting towards the direction where Daniel’s apartment was. Daniel was taken aback at the sudden action, staring blankly as you ran off, but quickly came back to his senses and started to sprint towards you. Since you got a head start, you decided to hide behind the next turn to surprise him because you knew you couldn’t outrun Daniel even if he was holding something that would hold him back a little.

You waited anxiously until the footsteps got loud enough for you to jump out. When you jumped out, Daniel skidded his feet to stop the speed he built up, incoherently yelled random things and jumped backwards slightly. You were honestly laughing too hard to notice the judgmental face that he gave you as he had his hand on his chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat. You managed to stand up a bit more straight, slapping your hands on his chest, letting out weird walrus laughs. “So.. SOrrY DaniEL… hhahHAHAHAHHA” you wheezed and slapped your thigh, wiping the tiny tears forming in your eyes. “You really scared me y/n!!!” his face still looking surprised, “I know you don’t run that fast so I thought something happened when I didn’t see you ahead of me..”

It took you a little bit to stop laughing like a maniac and finally regain your breath. You wiped the tear forming in your eye and looked up at him. “Awwww really? I feel bad for scaring you now.” You said, grasping his hands and tippy-toeing to give him a peck on the lips. When you were back flat on your feet, you smiled seeing that he still ended up smiling. It was such a blessing that he knew how to handle your jokes and pranks.

“Running that fast actually made me tired though. Can we get to your house now?” You asked and wiped the tiny beads of sweat on your forehead. “Alright little princess. Let’s cuddle once we get to the room.” He grinned and pulled you closer to him by your waist, the two of you walking off towards Daniel’s apartment.

The two of you flopped onto the bed, Daniel’s arm under your head and resting on your collarbone. “We should have 3 am dates more often.” You mumbled as you nuzzled the side of your face onto Daniel’s chest. “Even with the skateboard?” You softly slapped his chest with the hand that was resting on it, letting out a huff of air as a laugh. He giggled softly and pet your hair. “Okay I get it.” Daniel stretched his arm out to turn the lamp off, shifting his body so that both of you were comfortable. You were basically almost asleep, the fatigue finally hitting you. The warmth that the closeness of your bodies created didn’t help that much either and it just made you feel sleepier. “Goodnight y/n…” He whispered and placed a kiss on the top of your head. “Gooodnighhhtt…” You slurred and fell asleep in his arms quickly, Daniel also falling asleep shortly after.

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Lost in His Eyes | Hwang Minhyun

requested: no format: in paragraphs characters: hwang minhyun x reader word count: 3.2k genre: angst author’s note: my first wanna one post for this month! i’ve been wanting to write for minhyun and i’ve been planning and sorting out my ideas for this scenario even during my exams but only finished it during the beginning of this week. i hope you’ll like it and let me know what you think! feedbacks are greatly appreciated and motivates me to write more and better. thank you ♡

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Minhyun… you met him at your friend’s house party, Jisung’s. The moment you laid your eyes on him, you knew that you wanted to get to know him. His dark brown eyes felt like it captivated a part of you when he made eye-contact. Something about his innocent, pure eyes made you slightly tremble, your heart rate increasing, and palms sweating.

It took over a month for the both of you to get to know each other fairly well. After he saw your skills by the way you fixed up Jisung’s house for the party, he asked you if you could help him with his since it would be his first one.

Who were you to say no? Who were you to reject his pleading eyes that stared deeply into yours? You said yes with no hesitation at all.

He mentioned that his party will not happen until two or three more months, a party to celebrate the ending of the first term but he just wanted to let you know early about it so you can plan ahead, way ahead.

During two to three months before the party, you both didn’t waste any time. For the first month, Minhyun would always ask you out for a quick coffee at the nearest shop by your campus to talk about the upcoming party.

It made you smile, just witnessing how nervous he was but at the same time, you could tell that he was too excited for it.

You would spend your time together at the cafe just talking about all of the things that can happen at the party. For the first month, meeting each other at the coffee shop has been a routine right after your last lecture in the afternoon.

Sitting down, ordering a drink and laying out both of your ideas. It was fun, you weren’t even able to do this with Jisung’s. Jisung made you do your thing, he left everything up to you and all he did was buy the materials that you needed.

But it was different with Minhyun, you were able to tell that he wanted to get involved with all the planning. It was only a house party yet he treated it as if it meant a lot to him. Maybe he wanted to prove your schoolmates that he wasn’t just a smart, quiet guy from his group of friends, maybe he wanted to show people that he can also have fun like his friends, maybe he wanted to show people the other side of him.

For the first month of your quick meetings, you were able to slowly get to know the other side of Minhyun. Yes, he was still quiet and shy, but he showed you a side of him that you barely saw at school. He was goofy, funny and it was pleasing to spend your time after school with him. You weren’t sure when, at what point did you start to feel some sort of connection with him. A deeper connection, you supposed.

You became really good friends with Minhyun and the coffee shop dates became more frequent than usual. The usual talks about that party’s plans became the topic that you started to least converse about. Your conversations became deeper, more personal. Sharing about your life experiences, stories, moments, and how your day went.

You both started texting each other every day, every night, which left you with 4 hours of sleep on average. You text messages contained with nothing but non-sense, something that only the two of you understood and sometimes, some late night deep talks. Messages that made you think twice about your relationship. It felt like you had something but at the same time, there was none.

Confused, was what you felt. Your feelings for him deepened each passing day and you didn’t know what to do with it. You didn’t know if he felt the same way or if he even felt anything at all.

Action speaks better than words, they say, you decided to go with that saying. Minhyun wasn’t the best on expressing himself through words so his actions meant something more to you, at least. Actions such as dropping you off in your class and even picking you up sometimes. It never failed to surprise you to see him leaning against the wall as he waited for you to come out of your class. HIs face lighting up when he sees you approaching him and once you do, he would slide his arm around your shoulder and rest it there. Your body tensing up because of the sudden contact.

During your coffee shop “dates”, you used to sit right across each other but he began to sit beside you, his face sneaking in beside yours to check what you were looking at on your laptop. You could feel him breathing on the side of your face and it would made all the hair in your body stand up.

After your coffee shop “dates”, he would offer you a ride home since its already dark outside. “Come on, I’ll drop you off home.” he offered as he picked up his books from the table and placed it in his backpack. You shook your head in refusal and he slightly pouted his lips upon hearing your rejection.

“I can’t let a girl like you walk home at this hour, its already dark. I’d hate myself if something bad happen to you.” he insisted, with another pleading eyes that you can’t find yourself saying no to, and so he ended up dropping you off that night and the next few nights after that. It always happened but one of the most recent ones caught you longing for more.

When you were about to step out of the car, Minhyun stepped out first and ran to your side to open the door for you. He walked you to the door of your apartment and kissed your forehead. When you felt his lips on your forehead, all you could think was, is this just a dream? Because if it was, then you wouldn’t want to wake up from it. He stepped back after his gesture to see your cheeks turning rosy pink, “I’ll head home now, I’ll see you tomorrow!” he smiled and turned his back.

You stood frozen in place but before he could get into his car, you managed to form a few words to say to him.

“Thank you again for dropping me off, text me when you get home. Goodnight!” You said in a louder tone of your voice so he can hear you clearly. Minhyun nodded and left. You received a text from him that night saying that he got home safely.

That night, you barely got any sleep, just from all the thinking and questions you had. Why did he kiss your forehead? What did that mean? What was your relationship? Was he aware of your feelings? Did he feel the same way? Questions that remained unanswered until the day of his party.

Time passed by so fast. Well, thats what they say, it flies by when you’re happy and you were, because of Minhyun. Months passed by and theres only one more week until his party. He came with you to buy the decorations and the materials to use, he also bought the drinks for the upcoming night. Minhyun was rich, he was popular and intelligent. He was kind and actually cared about his studies. He was good-looking too. In short, he did fit your ideal type, he was your ideal type. It wasn’t hard to fall for someone like him.

You began to start decorating three days before and Minhyun asked you to come over to his house. You hesitated to go since it will just be the two of you but he forced you to. With his pleading eyes that you can never resist, you said yes.

When you got there, it was quiet. You could feel your heart beating so fast and you were afraid that Minhyun might hear it. You pressed the doorbell and in just two seconds, you heard Minhyun rushing out of his house to open the door. He was wearing a plain white shirt and medium-washed jeans, and his hair was still air-drying from his shower, you assumed. “Welcome.. to my house.” He said shyly while looking at the ground trying to avoid eye-contact.

You smiled at him, “Can I come in?” you asked. Minhyun quickly nodded and gestured you to come inside as he locked the door behind you.

You laid out all the materials and the decorations that you will be using for the party and Minhyun just paid close attention to your movements then he suddenly remembered.

“Are you coming to my party?” he curiously asked as he lifted up the remaining bags from the floor to the table.

You looked at him, a little flustered, “Am I invited?”. You saw his eyes widen as if you just said something that completely swayed him. He slightly laughed, “Of course you are!” he exclaimed. You walked towards the living room to place some decorations on the coffee table. “I’ll see, I have a meeting that night with the student board but I’ll try to go after the meeting.” you chuckled and turned to look at him.

He frowned, a little bit, he looked a little.. disappointed. “Okay.” he sighed.

You finished your meeting with the student board early and it turned out that two of them were also headed to Minhyun’s party. You texted Minhyun before you leave the restaurant that you had your meeting at, “I’m on my way, I’ll see you soon.”

You checked your clock and it was almost midnight. You sighed, regretting the fact that you agreed to start the meeting at eight o’clock in the evening instead of six. If only you started early then you wouldn’t be so late at the party.

You grabbed the paper bag underneath your chair. You had brought a dress to wear to Minhyun’s and your make-up kit to touch up. You stood up from your seat and told the members of the board that you will just quickly change.

“You look fine already!”, one of your co-members joked. You laughed at her and just proceeded to go one of the restrooms.

It only took you about fifteen minutes to change and fix your make-up, making it a little bolder than how you would usually have it, a little bit more noticeable. You wanted to look nice, and different for tonight. You wore a black silk dress that flowed nicely over your body, it didn’t hug your curves but it caught attention just like how a fitted dress would. You were sure of that because as soon as you walked out of the restroom, your co-students’ mouths were parted and the other customers turned their heads at you, making your cheeks flush and heat up a bit.

You checked your phone and it has been twenty minutes since you texted Minhyun, and there was still no reply. It was odd, knowing him, he would reply as fast as he can. Maybe it was only because of the party, maybe he was drinking with his friends and didn’t bother checking his phone. You shrugged it off and headed to the car to go to Minhyun’s house.

Before you step out of the car, you could hear the people at the party screaming as if they were having the time of their lives, the loud music can probably be heard even from a few blocks away.

You entered his house to see a few people already passed out on the ground and on the couch. You scanned your eyes to check the decorations and you smiled to see most of them still intact despite the wild crowd.

You headed towards the dining area to see Jisung and his other friends sitting down, no sign of Minhyun though.

Jisung greeted you with a loud hello, you assumed he was drunk but he denied it. “Where’s Minhyun?” you finally asked.

Jisung giggled as he jokingly patted your shoulder, “Are you dating him...yet?”

You were stunned by his question but you honestly wanted to ask yourself the same thing. “What? No, why would you ask that?”

He just shrugged off your question and told you that Minhyun has been drunk. Incredibly and surprisingly drunk, he claimed. “Hes probably in his bedroom, he passed out pretty early, he drank too much.” Jisung added while laughing.

Without wasting any more second, you started to walk up the stairs to see where Minhyun was. There was a weird feeling in your stomach, it was undescribable. You were sort of nervous, but excited. It was a confusing feeling.

When you finally reached the second floor, you searched for his bedroom door. A few steps to the right, you finally found it. It was at the end of the hallway.

You knocked at his door, twice, but no one opened. You presumed that maybe he was just sleeping. You placed your warm hands around the doorknob and began to turn it. When you finally opened the door, you were welcomed by the moonlight coming from his window, it was enough light to spot where Minhyun was.

You looked around, your eyes shifting towards his bed and when you did, your heart dropped. You suddenly felt cold, numb. You clenched your fist and covered your parted lips with your other hand, your vision beginning to blur.

It was Minhyun and a girl laying on his bed. Beside each other. Pieces of clothing laid on his bedroom floor and Minhyun sleeping soundly while they were covered with his gray comforter.

You wanted to drop on your knees and let your tears fall freely. You wanted to let out your loudest cry but you had to hold it in to not wake them up. To not let them know about your presence. Minhyun moved from his position and turned to face whoever that girl was. He wrapped and rested his arm on her waist and dozed off to sleep again.

Trying to control your tears, you bit your lower lip and covered your mouth with your hand, and started to open the door behind you to walk out of his room.

As soon as you opened the door, you heard Minhyun call your name, but you were fast enough to get out of his sight.

You were clueless on how you got home from last night. You could remember all of the eyes on you when you walked down the stairs crying. Jisung even tried to ask you what happened but you ran out the door ignoring everyone, everything.

Your head ached a little bit, maybe because of all the crying from last night. You got home and took out the vodka that was in your cupboard and drank half of it by yourself, not even aware of the pain that it will bring you the next morning.

You could remember Minhyun trying to call your phone for god knows how many times, but you ignored it. The text messages that he had sent you were countless, but you didnt bother taking a look at any of them.

You felt numb from what you saw last night. You didn’t expect that Minhyun was the type of person who would sleep around with other girls. Well, people tend to surprise other people a lot and maybe this was yours.

Your phone rang from your side table. The ringing made your head hurt so you didn’t even pay attention on who was the caller.

“Hello?” you answered with your morning voice.

“Y/N..” he whispered.

From the sound of the voice, you already knew who it was. Minhyun.

Him saying your name sent shivers all over your, and you suddenly felt cold but your tears betrayed you and before you knew it, they were already flowing down your cheeks. Its funny how his voice had this much impact in you.

You slightly pulled the phone away so he wont hear your light sobbing. You were ready to end the call until, “I can explain.” he said, sounding more like he was trying to convince you to listen to his voice.

You let out a deep breath before speaking. “Theres nothing to explain, you don’t have to. I already know.” you sighed and tried to hold in the tears from falling again.

“But—“ he protested but you immediately cut him off, “Don’t worry about it. I’m okay. I’ll be fine. You don’t even owe me an apology or an explanation,” you fake laughed and paused, “We’re not dating, right? We’re just friends and you’re free to do anything that you desire to do and if that was one of them, then as a friend, I’ll wholeheartedly support you.” you lied, wholeheartedly? Really?

Minhyun sighed on the other line, “Y/N… Don’t do this, please.” he begged. You smiled, a bitter one, “Don’t do what?” you asked. You shook your head, “Nevermind, don’t answer that.”

You didn’t want him to say anything that will make you think otherwise. You just.. wanted to breathe and slowly let go of all the feelings that you have for him.

“I had a lot of questions, Minhyun. Last night, I wanted to ask you for answers. My stupid ass even wanted to confess to you because I thought that maybe, just maybe, you had some sort of feelings for me too.” you paused again, to catch your breath and to gather all the words that you wanted to say to him.

“But last night, I got my answers and you know whats funny?” you slightly chuckled as another drop of tear escaped your eye and decided to flow down your cheek, “I got my answers without even asking you, without needing you to answer any of them. Everything suddenly became clear to me.”

And with that, you didn’t even let Minhyun respond to what you said. You ended the call and as soon as you did, you broke down crying, again.

You took it in a positive way that he decided to call you about what happened, instead of meeting you in person to talk about it. With his soft, gentle, brown eyes, you didn’t know if you’d be able to resist it. It would have been fatal because every time he looked into your eyes, you felt weak and vulnerable, you were lost in them. If he looked into your eyes and pleaded again for you to listen to his explanation, you knew that without a blink of an eye, you would say yes, as always, not being able to resist.

You reflected on your questions and tried answering them by yourself based on what you witnessed last night.

Why did he kiss your forehead? What did that mean? He kissed your forehead because he wanted to and it didn’t mean anything to him. It was a friendly kiss, although you weren’t sure if friends usually did that. It obviously meant something deeper to you but clearly, none to him.

What was your relationship? You were friends. Thats it. Friends who had romantic feelings, well, just you. It was one-sided.

Was he aware of your feelings? Maybe, maybe not.

Did he feel the same way? No, most likely not. If he did, he wouldn’t be in bed with a girl, right? But he was.

Even though you weren’t happy with the answers to your questions, you were thankful that at least they were answered. Although, all you could do now was just hope that the answers that you received were the complete opposite from what you’ve gotten.

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