#skz social au | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

burningupp · 1 month

Text

twenty-three: you can tell me anything

<<< masterlist >>>

Y/n was nervous, but that wasn’t exactly new. She had been losing her mind ever since agreeing to spend time alone with Hyunjin, which honestly didn’t make much sense considering they had done that before. Maybe it was just the fact that they would be spending time alone at his dorm? Yeah, that was definitely it. That in combination with the massive swarm of butterflies he always managed to elicit in her stomach just by existing in her general vicinity.

She had visited the dorms many times before, of course - Chan was one of her best friends, after all - so she tried to comfort herself with the knowledge that her surroundings would be familiar. Then again, she felt more comfortable around Hyunjin than she did most people, insane butterflies aside, so maybe she was just blowing things out of proportion. In fact, she was aware that she was; she just had no way to stop overthinking. Anxiety, and all that.

As part of making Y/n as comfortable as possible, Hyunjin had suggested watching the movie during the day as opposed to the evening. She was so incredibly touched at the way he was accommodating her anxiety, but she honestly wasn’t sure if anything could take away the anxious feeling completely. To be fair, even without her disorder, she was fairly certain that she would have been freaking out about this situation. Still, Hyunjin’s attitude did help her as much as anything possibly could, so she decided it was time to be brave.

Dressed in an outfit that was both comfortable and cute, she made her way to the dorm building to watch the Barbie movie with her… friend. Normally, she definitely would have spent at least three minutes just standing outside the door and waiting for her nerves to die down (which they wouldn’t) before ringing the doorbell, but in the spirit of breaking out of her comfort zone, she decided to rip the proverbial band-aid off and just ring the darn bell.

The door opened almost immediately, and a smiling Hyunjin appeared. He quickly stepped aside to let her in, and when the door was closed, he granted her a gentle hug hello. She hoped he couldn’t feel the hammering of her heart or her slightly rapid breathing. Either way, she knew he wouldn’t comment on it if he did.

“Hey, Y/n,” he said softly, letting go of her and taking a small step back. “How are you feeling?”

“Good, I think,” she responded, decidedly ignoring the slight tremor in her own voice. “How are you?”

When he smiled, she felt like melting into a puddle on the floor. Her heart kept beating rapidly, but less due to anxiety and more due to the butterflies that suddenly reappeared in her stomach. He was so pretty, so gentle, so… nice. Lovely. Sweet.

“I’m good! Excited to finally watch Barbie!”

Hyunjin’s excitement made Y/n laugh, nodding along. She was excited to watch it, too. As she removed her shoes by the door, he disappeared to fetch her a pair of house slippers. Then he led her into the living room, where they both sat down on the couch.

Her friend had very obviously put in a lot of thought and effort into this hangout, because the coffee table was filled with an array of different snacks and food. She gaped at the display before turning to Hyunjin with wide eyes, giggling a little.

“Who else is joining us?”

“No one, why?”

The way he looked genuinely surprised at her question made her let out a genuine laugh, waving the comment off with a quick “nothing, nothing.” He tilted his head in confusion before glancing at the table again, and then he started laughing too.

“I know it’s a lot, but I didn’t really know what you preferred! I mean, I know you like most of this, but I wasn’t sure what you wanted for today or if you’d had lunch, so I just- are you crying? Why?!”

Y/n sure was crying. She had spotted the plate of japchae amongst all the clutter of the table, and she couldn’t believe he’d remembered her favorite food and gotten it for her. It was really dumb, but she couldn’t help it; she had been so anxious, and this simple gesture had given her a form of relief she hadn’t thought she needed. The tears were happy ones.

“I’m sorry,” she blubbered, carefully wiping underneath her eyes to get rid of the mascara that had undoubtedly smeared due to her tears. Hyunjin looked like he was ready to do literally anything to make her stop crying, which just made more tears flow out of her eyes and down her cheeks.

“Don’t apologize! Listen, if this is too much for you, I completely understand. If you want me to, I can take you home. Just, please don’t cry,” he pleaded, grasping her hand gently and looking deep into her eyes.

She vehemently shook her head, refusing his very kind offer. She wanted to stay, more than anything. She just needed a second to collect herself, and maybe a hug or two. So, she silently tugged on Hyunjin’s hand in order to get him a bit closer to her. When he was close enough, she let go of his hand and pressed her face into his chest, wrapping her arms around him. He quickly wrapped his arms around her too, resting his cheek on the top of her head and waiting patiently for her to calm down enough to explain what was wrong.

After a minute or two, Y/n collected herself enough to pull away from the hug and look at Hyunjin’s face.

“I’m sorry for crying,” she began. She could tell he was about to interrupt her, most likely to reassure her, but she held up a hand to stop him. “I’m just feeling… cared for, I guess. And safe. And I’m just really grateful that I have you in my life, Jinnie.”

Okay, so maybe she hadn’t meant for the last part to be so exposing of her feelings for her friend. It was okay, though. She could most likely play it off, if he were to ask - heightened emotions, or something. Oh fuck, what if that didn’t work? What if- No. She refused to let herself spiral any further because of something so small.

She couldn’t help but look away from the man in front of her, feeling bashful at the entire situation even if she wasn’t exactly overthinking… yet. She felt a gentle hand come up to brush against her cheek, prompting her to look back at Hyunjin. His gaze held nothing but warmth. The butterflies, who seemingly had taken up permanent residence in her stomach, intensified their fluttering.

“Y/n,” he breathed, and the tone of his voice was so soft that she wouldn’t have heard him if she was sitting even slightly further away from him. “I… have something I want to tell you.” Oh God. “Nothing bad, I swear. At least I hope not.” That… helped, and then it didn’t.

“What is it, Jinnie? You can tell me anything.”

And she meant it. If he confessed a crime, she wouldn’t tell anyone; she would even help him outrun the law if necessary. If he confessed an embarrassing secret, she wouldn’t even make fun of him. Well. Maybe a little. But she would guard that secret with her life, without hesitation. She would do anything for this boy, and it both scared and thrilled her.

“I know that our first meeting was less than ideal, to say the least, and I know you said I don’t have to apologize, but I’m pretty sure I will be regretting what I said for the rest of time. You’re such a wonderful, wonderful person, and I count myself lucky to have met you.” Y/n was melting, she was sure of it. “And, uhm, I have thoroughly enjoyed getting to know you more properly these past few months. You’re a person unlike any other that I have ever met, and I just… I don’t know how to say this without being very direct, and I hope you will forgive me for that, but I think I just have to do it before I chicken out.”

“Anything, Jinnie. You can tell me anything.”

He took a deep breath. Then he released it. His hand fell from her cheek to her hand, and she immediately missed the warmth of his skin on hers. His gaze was still filled with warmth, but there was a bit of uncertainty in it now.

“I really, really like you, Y/n. Like, so much.” Y/n’s breath left her in one fell swoop. All she could do was stare at the man she undoubtedly had a gigantic, humongous, world-ending crush on as he confessed that he returned those feelings. She felt frozen, her brain needing a reboot before she could process thoughts again. “A-And it’s totally okay if you don’t feel the same, or if it’s too much or-”

Screw thought, she decided, and kissed him.

~*~

Hyunjin was in heaven. He was sure he had died, or he was dreaming, or… just anything that meant this wasn’t real, because surely it couldn’t be? He was kissing the woman he damn near loved, and it was the best thing to ever happen to him. Her lips were soft and pillowy on his, and the feeling of her right hand reaching to the nape of his neck and playing with the hair there made him shiver and grab her face as he kissed her deeper.

The kiss was very romantic and soft, almost innocent if it wasn’t for the depth of the feelings both of them were conveying in the kiss. It was enough for Hyunjin, he thought, that he could die happy in that moment. One kiss from Y/n, and his life was complete. He felt like his hearing was gone, everything beside her, her, her utterly unimportant.

She was the first to pull away, looking perfectly dazed with lips swollen from the kiss they had just shared. The tips of her ears as well as her cheeks were blazing a bright red, and it just endeared him infinitely. He couldn’t resist, and grabbed her waist to gently tug her into his embrace, holding her tightly to him. He kind of hoped she could hear his heart beating faster than what should be anatomically possible, just so she would know the depth of his affection for her. Even if she didn’t, he would make sure she knew.

The only sound in the living room of Hyunjin’s dorm was heavy breathing. The moment felt so fragile, he didn’t want to speak up for fear of ending it - still, he knew he would have to do so before her overactive mind would spin her into a spiral.

“I don’t- I don’t know what to say after that,” he breathed, crushing Y/n tighter against his chest. He truly didn’t, but he figured if he just kept talking, it would eventually lead them both to a place where there was something to say. Maybe. “That was definitely the best kiss I’ve ever had.”

“M-Me too,” she answered, her voice trembling slightly. He wanted to let her go to see if she was okay, but as soon as his grip on her loosened, she tightened hers. It made him smile, and his heart skipped a beat. “I, uh, I hope it’s clear that… that I feel the same.”

It kind of had been, but something bloomed in his chest at her words either way. His face split into a massive grin, his cheeks hurting almost immediately, and he had to fight with himself to not kiss her breathless again. He would, but later. After they talked.

“Thank you for telling me, anyway,” he whispered into her hair, pressing a kiss to her temple.

Another moment passed, and then they separated from the hug. Neither one of them let go of the other’s hand, though; it was as if they were physically incapable of parting from one another, now that the long-building tension had finally been released. They both took a deep breath at the same time, and then broke into giggles. Then Y/n cleared her throat and adopted a serious face, and Hyunjin immediately snapped to attention.

“Is something wrong?”

“Like I said,” she began carefully, “I really, really like you too. And I- I mean, you haven’t said anything about it, but I’m just assuming that- you know what, maybe this is stupid, I should just-”

“Nuh uh.” Hyunjin shook his head sternly, rubbing his thumbs over the backs of her hands. “Please, communicate with me. I like you so much, there’s literally nothing you can say to get rid of me.”

Y/n cracked a small smile, then seemed to steel herself. Hyunjin had never stopped focusing on her, couldn’t if he tried, but he zeroed in on her completely at the seriousness of her demeanor. Whatever was important to her, was important to him too.

“I know you didn’t say anything about being together, but-”

“Yes.”

“Hyunjin-"

“Yes. Let’s be together.”

“Jinnie,” she sighed, with an exasperated smile. “I want to be with you too.” His chest exploded with flowers, butterflies, rainbows and candy, anything sweet and beautiful. He felt so full in that moment, squeezing her hands tightly in his and grinning from ear to ear. “But.” Uh oh. “I have to be honest with you, and I-” She sighed before continuing. “My anxiety is… a lot. My life is not easy, and it’s not like everyone else’s. I have a pretty hard time with intimacy, in all its forms, and uhm… If we do this, which I completely understand if you don’t want to, we would have to go really slow. And I don’t want you to ever think that you’re the problem, because you’re not, but if you ever feel like that, please tell me?”

“I will. And going slow is not a problem, baby.” Hyunjin grinned again when the petname made her flush a deep red. “Every single step we take has to be a joint decision, yeah? If you’re not comfortable with any touching at all, that’s fine. If you want to hold hands, cool. Anything you feel you’re ready for, we will discuss together. Yeah?”

Y/n’s eyes started misting over again, but this time she was smiling while it was happening, so Hyunjin simply cooed at his new girlfriend (holy shit he’s going to die) and wiped away the few tears that managed to escape.

“Let’s start with hugging, and maybe some kissing sometimes…”

“I am more than okay with that.”

Eventually, after Y/n was perfectly tucked into Hyunjin's arms, they finally started the movie.

<<< masterlist >>>

taglist: @sopebubbles-reads @skzfelixlove

78 notes · View notes

haechanhues · 1 year

Text

pairing : secret boyfriend! lee know x fem!reader x fake boyfriend! han

genre : fluff. angst. sex is implied.

warnings : swearing. very crude and sometimes dark humour. fights. sappy shit. insults directed at skz members and other idols (that do not reflect my own thoughts but this is not to be confused with the actual members and insults directed at them). arguments. namecalling. jealousy. drama. there’s some toxic elements within this story. very suggestive comments.

summary : you have two boyfriends. one’s fake and the other a secret. one is avoiding love whilst the other is slowly opening himself to it. a story in which one’s cowardice, another’s insecurities and your own volition leads you here, overwhelmed and exhausted, in the middle of two best friends.

status : completed

taglist : @soobin-chois @penny-quinn @brit97 @bestleeknowstan @hhjkji @skzgallll @aspenwritesstuff @amara-mars @midsoulz @flvr4ane @01liacore @septicrebel @sheiiy

main masterlist

banner : I made it myself! Which is why I also have to point out something that is just irritating me the longer i look at it...please excuse the fact that Han’s picture doesn’t quite align with the box inside the polaroid shape. ‘You don’t even notice it’ Yes but I can’t unsee it now that I’ve seen it and it will bother me.

written chapter : *

moodboard | profile 1 | profile 2

prologue

chapter one : spreads like wildfire

chapter two : idiot patrol feat. reason + gf

chapter three : cute nicknames are a necessity

chapter four : left nutless king

chapter five : trained to annoy

chapter six : the hunted : exhibit a

chapter seven : the hunted : exhibit b

chapter eight : the hunted : exhibit c + d

chapter nine : the hunted : exhibit e

chapter ten : the hunted : exhibit f

chapter eleven : turn in your pitchforks

chapter twelve : can’t make that kind of shit up!

chapter thirteen : the freedom in different

chapter fourteen : a movie kiss

chapter fifteen : sounds culty

chapter sixteen : he’s right there *

chapter seventeen : need

chapter eighteen : you’re glowing

chapter nineteen : the one time felix almost broke up a fake relationship

chapter twenty : short of rabid *

chapter twenty one : the only third wheeler

chapter twenty two : taco-twosday

chapter twenty three : prague inspired

chapter twenty four : pho sure

chapter twenty five : family beach day

chapter twenty six : stacks *

chapter twenty seven : sad movies

chapter twenty eight : fuck bitches get money

chapter twenty nine : because

chapter thirty : three punches for the pretty one

chapter thirty one : nerves

chapter thirty two : queen st

chapter thirty three : been chillin’

chapter thirty four : ‘i feel like being alone’ sad

chapter thirty five : gossip in the quad

chapter thirty six : bringing our girl home

chapter thirty seven : chicken chop

chapter thirty eight : jester’s play *

chapter thirty nine : talk to her

chapter forty : you can’t even say it *

chapter forty one : crime against humanity

chapter forty two : i wanna try this

chapter forty three : a place you and i know

chapter forty four : little kitten

chapter forty five : hope you’re hungry

chapter forty six : quotes

chapter forty seven : chocolate bars

chapter forty eight : our (drunken) hymns

chapter forty nine : hallucinating

chapter fifty : the first piece

author’s confessions + thank you wrap up

723 notes · View notes

nomniki · 10 months

Text

chaser, ch5 ━━━ taejen editor

‹ prev mlist next ›

💭 desc ━━━ co—hosting your college radio is easy, and hating han jisung like it’s a full time job is a piece of cake— what’s not so easy is pretending that one blind date absolved years worth of loathing and led to a budding relationship with the previously mentioned object of your hatred.

🩰 love from ella! ━━━ sorry i thought this chapter was so funny if u don’t agree with me ……. 🥸 i have nothing to say to u . and to those who saw me saying i’d post this when i woke up Sorry i lied i never slept 💢

✉️ taglist ━━━ @ughsoobin @jeonginisms @skzpvol @soobnny @aestheticsluut @junebug032 @hyuniebeez @junebug032 @thesunfullmoon @hanjis-blog @haknom @lolob @acidgh0st @luvrhyune @stayconnecteed @zaalza @viagumi @satsuri3su @tfshouldidohere @beatr2x @iblowjone just send an ask to be added!!

86 notes · View notes

curlytxe · 1 year

Text

LOVE AND WAR (lee minho x reader)

y/n has her life and future all planned out living a comfortable and predictable life. but all of that changes when lee minho comes into her life like a hurricane and shows her what she's been missing all along

genre: social media au, enemies to lovers, boyfriends friend

warnings: cursing, mentions of alcohol/cigarettes/sex, dirty talk/sexting, emotional affair

part 1 / next

y/n: dance major, is known for being seungmin's girlfriend. has two best friends; jisung and felix.

seungmin: y/n's boyfriend, rich kid, works at his father's label which is why he isn't attending university.

felix: one of y/n's best friends, also a dance major.

jisung: also one of y/n's best friends, is studying music production at the same university as his friends.

chan: works with seungmin as a music producer, is also a friend of jisung and is changbin's best friend

changbin: chan's best friend and hyunjin's boyfriend.

hyunjin: seungmin's best friend, also a rich kid, is signed at seungmin's label. changbin's boyfriend.

jeongin: a little bit of an outcast, doesn't know anyone from the others. he has a close friend that moved away but he kept in touch with.

minho: moved back to korea after living abroad for some years. is close friends with jeongin and is seungmin's childhood friend.

˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚ · • . ° .˚

TAGLIST: (send me an ask/reply/message if u want to be added, or fill out this form to be on my permanent taglist!)

@svtbabies @inlovewithallmusic @humankimbap @a1yssabr0oke @anxshi-boop @propertyoftoru @blurringwhiteness

196 notes · View notes

c-h4n · 6 months

Text

your close friends if 한지성 was your bf

warnings. nothing :)

more. masterlist

1K notes · View notes

luvlyhyunjin · 2 months

Text

Carousel┃H.HJ SMAU

・❥・Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x Female Reader ・❥・Genre: Kind of (?) Villainous FL , angst, romance, smut , college au, enemies to lovers, very minor love triangle, slow burn, social media au (with written parts) ・❥・Synopsis: It girl, Queen Bee the most popular girl around campus Song Y/N was envied by everyone. She has it all, money, the looks and brains. After making a bet with her bestfriend Yeosang her life takes a turn to the worse, seeming to lose everyone around her she doesn't expect the only person to stick by her side to be her Ex-first love and long time enemy - Hwang Hyunjin. (The bet part is inspired by the k-drama tempted however nothing else is the same) ・❥・Warnings: contains mature themes minors dni, heavy angst, Vulgar language, swearing, kys jokes etc. Mentions of weight and disordered eating. Sexual themes and talks. FL is really mean and malicious at times (will get better ofc) , eventual smut. {will add more later if needed}. ・❥・Status: On Going. TW = TRIGGER WARNING. W = WRITTEN PART. ・❥・ spotify playlist:

Profiles (Y/N's Friends) | Profiles (Hyunjin's Friends) | Profiles (Notable Cast)

⇀ One - Cheating Again.

⇀ Two - New Girl.

⇀ Three - I hate Her.

⇀ Four - The Beast Is Out.

⇀ Five - Early Birdies.

⇀ Six - What’s Your Problem?

⇀ Seven - Talking In Circles.

⇀ Eight - Just One Meow (TW).

⇀ Nine - Give Us A Chance.

⇀ Ten - Operation : Hwang's Pet.

⇀ Eleven - Why Is It Always Her? (TW) (W)

⇀ Twelve - Lock Me Up.

⇀ Thirteen - The Bet.

⇀ Fourteen - A little Too Silly.

⇀ Fifteen - I'm A Fuck Up

⇀ Sixteen - Wrapped In Regret (W)

⇀ Seventeen - On Some Me Shit.

⇀ Eighteen - Pink Flowers.

⇀ Nineteen - My One And Only.

⇀ Twenty - Make It Up To Me.

⇀ Twenty-One - Furry Convention.

⇀ Twenty -Two - Hello Kitty Can Get It.

⇀ Twenty-Three - I'm Human Too.

⇀ Twenty-Four - If Poetry Was A Person. (W)

⇀ Twenty-Five - You Got Me.

⇀ Twenty-Six - I Want To See You.

⇀ Twenty-Seven - It's A Wife Thing.

⇀ Twenty-Eight - Forever And Ever.

⇀ Twenty-Nine - Alpha Pheromones.

⇀ Thirty- Such A Waste.

⇀ Thirty-One - Wish you could stay. (W)

⇀ Thirty-Two - Yeji Come Home.

⇀ Thirty-Three - I'm Pathetic.

⇀ Thirty-Four - Drown me in your feelings.

⇀ Thirty-Five - Flickers Of The Past I (W)(TW)

⇀ Thirty-Six - Why Am I Always Thirdwheeling?

⇀ Thirty-Seven - Jin Is Missing !

⇀ Thirty-Eight - Only A Warning.

⇀ Thirty-Nine - I Need Him.

⇀ Forty- Permanently Scowling.

⇀ Forty-One - stupidly crazy about you.

⇀ Forty-Two - You're My Biggest Wish. (W)

⇀ Forty-Three - You're A Cute Slut.

⇀ Forty-Four - Because I Love You.

⇀ Forty-Five - Light Of My Life.

⇀ Forty-Six - Out Of Time. (W)

⇀ Forty-Seven - Everything Sucks.

⇀ Forty-Eight - Wifey Night.

⇀ Forty-Nine - I'm Sorry I Love You.

⇀ Fifty - Flickers Of The Past II (TW)(W)

⇀ Fifty-One - Long Lonely Dream.

⇀ Fifty-Two - you're so edgy and cool

・❥・Taglist: Open.

588 notes · View notes

burningupp · 1 year

Text

nine: searching

tw: panic attack! pls don’t read if it triggers you, your mental health very obviously has priority over my stories <3

<<< masterlist >>>

permanent taglist: @sunnytaes @unadulteratedlyunique @alanniys @vantxx95 @sai-kida134 @halesandy @hibuki-chan @goldenhoney-cas @wondering-out-loud @soldierstangirl-blog @txtandroll @3sriracha @snow-pegasus @jwnghyuns @enaluvs @popcatx0

skz taglist: @to-mi-yo @nattisbored @idunnomanmynamewastaken @meowmeowisdaname

series taglist: @sunnibearr @punks-rad @jovialdelusionbouquet @mchslut @vampcharxter @soobin-chois @phobia0325 @lumineeee @thearcher-withglasses @itsallaboutkey @seungminsapuppy @gothmingguk @rindomo @hyunjingin @reighlee-greaves @wannabekris @midnightfury71 @multifandomtrash-dree @kwnshi @wonkiewolfie @kpflyn @lilydaisyyy @jason-peter-n-shitposts

He had no clue where to even look. Music shows generally took place in very large buildings, and those buildings had a lot of windows in a lot of places, as Hyunjin came to find out. He didn’t really know why he was looking for his makeup artist so frantically - sure, she had looked sad, but there was a deep panic spreading through all his limbs which didn’t really make sense.

How had Chan seemed so calm when Y/n walked out? The poor girl was shaking, teary, and it sounded as if she could barely breathe. She was supposed to be one of Chan’s best friends, so how could he just ignore it like that? The distress of a friend had never been something Hyunjin was able to take lightly; not that his makeup artist truly counted as a friend in his case.

He couldn’t ask people who worked in the building if they had seen her for fear of rumors spreading about him dating someone, so he was left with the option of running around the maze-like corridors like a headless chicken. As soon as he spotted a window without anyone sitting by it, he would do a 180 and run back the way he came. He most likely looked insane.

Y/n’s teary eyes kept flashing in his mind, and it made him more and more frantic as time went on. He was climbing stairs three steps at a time, which most likely would result in an injury if he didn’t calm down, but he didn’t care. He was on the eighth floor, panting and sweating like a dog, and if he couldn’t find her here he was going to call the police. She was a small woman, sure, but she couldn’t hide this well, could she?

And then, just when he was losing hope and thinking about how to explain to the police that he was panicking because his makeup artist had been missing for exactly 23 minutes, he found her. She was curled into a ball under a window, holding the sides of her head and heaving like she had just ran a marathon. Honestly, he practically had and he wasn’t panting that badly.

“Hey…” he said softly, and though her body hadn’t exactly been relaxed when he arrived, it tensed up further at the sound of his voice.

The look she sent him broke his heart into a million tiny pieces. She looked afraid, like he was going to yell at her and hurt her and Hyunjin had never hated himself more than he did in that moment. The way she was gasping for breath sounded almost inhuman, and he wondered how she even made it that far if she was in such a horrible state.

He wanted to do anything to help, but he had never struggled with anxiety to this degree and he had no idea what would make things worse or better. Even though Jisung has had issues with anxiety, he never went that deep into it with most of the members and Hyunjin had certainly not wanted to push.

It felt awkward to just stand there and stare at someone who was very clearly in distress. So, testing the waters, he took a gentle step towards the hyperventilating woman in the corner. She shrunk in on herself as well as she could, and he sunk into a squat, still a few steps away from her.

“Y/n?” he said gently, and was met with nothing but continued gasps for air that seemed like it would never reach her lungs. He waited a few seconds. “Can I sit next to you? I-I promise I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to, but I figured you wouldn’t want to be… alone.”

Again, nothing but heaving gasps, but she didn’t react or tense up in any way when he stepped closer, so Hyunjin took a seat a foot or so away from her. He rested his head against the wall, his legs crossed and silently watching Y/n struggle.

He hated it. He hated himself for upsetting her, for making her uncomfortable, for being such a judgemental baby, and most of all for never having paid attention to what people needed while having panic attacks. He didn’t know much, but at least he knew that’s what this was. Panic.

“Do you-” at his words the woman tensed up again, so Hyunjin fell silent. Then he decided that it was okay, that maybe if he said the right thing, she would feel better. He took a deep breath. “I’m not very good with this whole thing,” he started. “I’ve never really experienced a situation like this. Jisung had some issues with anxiety, but I’m sure you knew that already. He never came to me with it, though. He mostly went to Felix and Chan hyung.”

Y/n said nothing, just kept gulping down whatever oxygen she could - way too fast, Hyunjin knew, and he was surprised she hadn’t passed out yet. Glad she hadn’t, but surprised nonetheless. He didn’t know what else to say, and reached out a hand to place on her head. She tensed up and let out a sob-like sound, and Hyunjin pulled his hand away like he had just gotten burned.

He wanted to give her something to focus on other than her apparent panic, but he didn’t know how. He didn’t know if it would work, either, but he figured that to stop panicking she would have to stop thinking about the fact that there was something to panic about. He racked his brain for something to say, something to catch her attention, and came up with absolutely nothing.

Except… She had been able to hear him and at least somewhat process what he was saying, right? So what if he gave her something to listen to? And really, he was a singer, wasn’t he? Well, singer, rapper… whatever he was, his job was giving people all around the world something to listen to.

So, he did what he does best and started to sing. He was singing their latest title track - really, he had to warm up for the performance anyway, right? - for a good thirty seconds before he heard something from the woman next to him.

She was laughing.

She was still breathing heavily, and he most definitely spotted some tears on her cheeks, but she was laughing. Because of him. He stopped singing, and she laughed harder. He was unsure as to what was so funny, but really, he couldn’t bring himself to care about anything other than the fact that she was no longer panicking and he was the reason for that. She could laugh at him all she wanted, as long as she calmed down enough to get her breathing back to normal.

After a minute or two, her breathing started going down enough to be considered at least somewhat normal, and she straightened her back a bit, wiping her tears off her face. Then she looked at Hyunjin and smiled softly, and his stomach moved in a way he couldn’t quite place.

“You’re terrible at helping people when they have a panic attack,” she said jokingly, looking down at her lap where she was picking at her nails.

“I know,” he answered, smiling softly. “It worked though, didn’t it?”

“That it did,” she mumbled, looking back up at him. “I’m sorry for just leaving, I was just not prepared for all those people, and cameras, and-”

For a second, Hyunjin feared that she would work herself up into another panic attack, but she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, grabbing her necklace and fiddling with it. He observed her quietly, wanting to learn anything and everything he could about her habits and moods.

“Anyway, that entire situation was just a lot for me. I’m sorry, it was unprofessional of me and I will do my best to make sure it doesn’t happen again, I promise,” she finally finished.

He blinked at her in disbelief. Why was she apologizing? It wasn’t her fault that she had trouble handling large crowds of people. If she was unprepared for a situation like that, it would obviously be overwhelming and unpleasant, and that wasn’t something she had to apologize for.

“That’s okay,” he said gently, pushing her softly with his elbow. “If you ever need a break, just let me know. I know I’m not Chan hyung, and I don’t know you quite as well as he does, but I still care about you and your comfort.”

At his words, she smiled so brightly he almost felt blinded, and his stomach did that thing again. This time a little more violently. He should probably go to the doctor if it kept up.

“Oh my god,” Y/n suddenly gasped, grabbing Hyunjin’s jaw gingerly and turning his head back and forth a few times. “I have to fix your makeup, Christ. What did you do, run across the entire country?”

“Felt like it,” he joked, grinning impishly.

She suddenly released his jaw, blushing furiously and looking down at her lap again. “I’m so sorry! I should have asked before touching you, I-”

“Hey, it’s okay. You were doing your job.” He assured her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. His phone vibrated in his pocket, and he took it out to see at least twenty text messages and two missed calls from his members. His eyes widened and he turned it to show Y/n, who immediately let out a shriek and shot to her feet.

“Shoot, we have to go fix you up! Let’s go!”

She grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hallway. His arm felt like it was going to be pulled out of its socket, but somehow, he didn’t mind all that much.

417 notes · View notes

haechanhues · 1 year

Text

chapter forty seven : chocolate bars

warnings : none. though not to my knowledge - if anything it’s swearing. EDIT : there’s one swear word. one.

word count : 1k

‘So….what’s on your ‘let’s get back Y/N’ agenda today?’ Hyunjin drawled sarcastically, biting into the sandwich that Changbin has been staring at incessantly.

‘Get back Y/N,’ Minho nodded, determined.

‘Yeah but how?’’ Hyunjin asked, before looking at Changbin, ‘Oh sorry dude, I didn’t realise you started your diet today.’

‘I literally messaged you last night,’ Changbin complains, his fingers combing through his hair, ignoring the sad salad that sits in front of him, waiting to be eaten.

‘Just-’ Minho blinks at your figure moving across the room from him, chatting mindlessly to Felix and hooking that strayaway hair from your face. His breath is caught and words forgotten. You’re here.

Chan clicks his fingers in front of Minho’s face, grabbing his attention, ‘Wow…you're pathetically into her aren’t you?’

‘You can’t talk,’ Changbin snorts, ‘Yoon literally flicks her hair and you’re all over the kind of shampoo she uses, whether or not she really loves you anymore when she smells like that. She’s not a dog. Not to mention, I basically asked her out for you.’

‘You did not.’

‘Basically,’ Changbin rolls his eyes.

But Minho is distracted. There’s pictures of you and him together in his head, laughing and smiling fondly at each other. Your secret shared memories and how much he loves to put a smile on your face, how much he loves spending time with you. How much he loves you and him together.

How much he loves you.

He knows what he has to do. What he needs to say. What he wants to say.

So with that, he pushes away from the table and walks past your table, turning slightly to make sure he has your attention. He cocks his head towards the exit, pulling out the coin that rested in his pocket. You blink at him cautiously, excusing yourself from the table just as Jeongin and Seungmin sit down. They look at you offended and you giggle before excusing yourself anyway amidst their whining and complaints. His own friends watch him cautiously as you both exit the cafeteria, pulling into the hallway.

Minho walks to the vending machine, sifting through the chocolate bars in front of him, pondering over which to get. He feels your presence next to him, and neither of you look at the other no matter how much you want to.

‘Which one do you want?’

You hum, placing your fingers on the glass. His face contorts with slight disgust as he removes your hands from the glass, preventing you from leaving too much of a mark. You smirk knowingly to yourself. You’re surprised when he doesn’t make any effort to remove his hand from yours, instead, interlocking your fingers together.

‘That one,’ You say, not letting your voice waver.

Minho nods. You’re staring at him through the reflection, watching him bend down to retrieve the chocolates he’s just ordered. Admiring him? Zoned out? You’re not too sure. There’s something weird about him today.

You rip open the plastic wrapper, digging right into the chocolatey goodness and you hum appreciatively, ‘Thanks.’

You grin at Minho, who has his chocolate hanging loosely in his hold, not making any move to open it. He’s looking at you with a weird look, familiar but not quite typical.

It’s weird.

This is weird.

‘I love you,’ Minho pronounces, the taste of them unsure and bubbly on his tongue.

You stare at him, your chocolate unmoving in your mouth as he watches you come into terms with the information. You shake your head and nod at the same time, like an idiot. But other than that? Frozen.

‘Wai-’

‘Now that I think about it, I’ve loved you this whole time and have been saying it in my own kind of messed up way. And that’s not your way and I’m sorry. But…that doesn’t mean I haven’t been loving you in my way,’ He adds, rambling on when you don’t make any other movement apart from a wide gaping jaw. So wide it’s almost an entrance way.

‘I guess ‘I miss you’ has always been our ‘I love you’ though hasn’t it?’

‘Wai-…wait a second.’

His mouth clamps shut at your words. You’re staring at the boy you love bewildered. Did he just say those words? Did you just hear those words? A smile creeps up onto your face until it has your whole body under its joyous and unrelenting control.

‘Can you repeat that for me?’

You can’t help the smirk that comes across your face, so teasing and grinch-like that his own drops from his face. Though as he watches your face become more deranged whilst waiting for him, the swelling of his heart is so large that he can’t think of anything else.

‘Forget it,’ Minho huffs and shakes your head.

There’s your guy.

You smile properly this time and it’s all very sweet that his own melts his whole face into a softer version of him. Unable to contain your emotions, you lean forward, pressing a soft peck to his lips. He can taste the chocolate on his lips and though it’s not his favourite flavour, he’ll take it.

Once again, he finds himself hooking a stray hair away from your face, smiling at the contrast to the last time he was so close to you. His hands are warm as they cup your jaw, and your smiles refuse to erase even when he presses his lips to yours. Your own palms lay flat on his cheeks as you deepen the kiss a little, feeling the way his eyebrows furrow in that Minho way of his and his hands fall to your waist.

You pull away, not wanting any embarrassing talk with the Vice Chancellor about indecency and sexual health. You can’t help but feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you murmur, ‘My boyfriend….I love you.’

Every part of him is touching you. His forehead rests flat on yours. His palms and fingers align themselves to each other but not quite interlocking together. His lips on your jaw with another chaste kiss. Even the tips of his shoes meet up with yours and nothing has ever felt righter than this moment.

This is your guy.

You fucking love your guy.

J U S T S A Y I T

you have two boyfriends. one’s fake and the other a secret. one is avoiding love whilst the other is slowly opening himself to it. a story in which one’s cowardice, another’s insecurities and your own volition leads you here, overwhelmed and exhausted, in the middle of two best friends.

chapter forty seven : chocolate bars

masterlist | prev | next

author’s note : so guys there’s only a couple more chapters to go! I’m up to the last chapter and then the little something something after it so make sure you read that! I have surgery on the day ‘Chapter Forty Nine’ goes up so there may or may not be links until I’m either out of hospital or no longer on anaesthesia. It depends on how fucked up I get it!

taglist : @soobin-chois @penny-quinn @brit97 @bestleeknowstan @hhjkji @skzgallll @aspenwritesstuff @amara-mars @midsoulz @kflixnet @flvr4ane @01liacore @septicrebel @sheiiy

81 notes · View notes