Daily Texts with X1 - Maknae Line Pt. 1

GF or Nah? Masterlist!

"I know she isn't the woman i fell in love with but why does my heart kept forcing it to be her?"

Synopsis : Kang Yeseo used her friend, Han Iseul (you) as a face claim in a twitter account to pull a prank but ended up meeting and falling in love with Nishimura Riki. Ni-ki, her online boyfriend, found out 2 years later and decided to forgive her. However, Iseul's image has already been imprinted to his mind as the woman he loves.

Pairing : non-idol! ni-ki x it girl! oc/reader

Genre : smau, fluff, slight angst, crack, strangers to lovers

Featuring : Actress Han So-hee (face claim), Kep1er Kang Yeseo, TXT Choi line, Enhypen members (mostly the maknae line), Itzy Shin Ryujin, WEi Kim Yohan, IVE Jang Wonyoung & Ahn Yujin, Mirae Son Dongpyo

Warning! strong languages, kys and other out of pocket jokes, dark humour, impersonation

Status : coming soon

Note : Any scenarios included in this AU is only made up and any similarities to any event that had happened in person will be considered as pure coincidence.

PROFILES wannabe celebs ━━ 😎yeseo & da boyz😎 ━━ extra

CHAPTERS 001. ㅤ Untitled 002. ㅤUntitled 003. ㅤUntitled

TAGLIST (open) : @phsmloves @iheartsoobinn @loviseamms @shinrjj Comment below or send an ask to be added.

Tipsy Confessions

Pairing: Son of Zeus!Jake Sim x Child of Demeter!Reader

Featuring: Son of Dionysus!Jay/Jongseong Park & Daughter of Aphrodite!Kim Ga Eul (of IVE), and others)

Genre: FanFiction, Fluff and kind of mature? Since it contains alcohol but not really….so idk. Tell me if I missed any tho!

Word Count: 627

Reader’s Pronouns: not specified

Picture Credits: Pinterest

Mentions of: Drinking alcohol, Maybe a smooch or two

Disclaimer: Only a work of FICTION! I mean no harm to (members) or the rest of Enhypen, or any other people involved in this fic. This is only for entertainment and to make people happy, I mean no harm to any of the members Thank You.

Author's note: I don't exactly know how Truth or Drink works because I've never had alcohol in my life, but let's just pretend it's played like this, okay? Okay, love ya

What happens when you play Truth or Drink with a son of Zeus? Will it go bad or well? Downhill or uphill? The world may never know. Until you read this of course!

*Line Break check! Enjoy the fic <3*

˃̶༒˂̶ Partaking at a party with a bunch of gods and goddesses probably wasn’t the best way to spend the night.

Dear gods, if your mother could see you know she would probably have a look of displeasure plastered on her usually calm features.

But hey, you aren’t a little godling anymore so you could do whatever you want!

Mostly.

All the gods and goddesses partied like they weren’t immortal already, holding goblets with wine in them, or some other type of alcohol gods fancied these days.

With Jay at the party, people were certainly going to leave pretty ditzy and drowsy, an effect of hanging out with a son of Dionysus I tell you.

Luckily, you were planning on staying sober that night, but your best friend Ga Eul, daughter of Aphrodite, dragged you to a circle of gods, who were seemingly playing Truth or Drink.

“Ga Eul. I told you I don’t want to get drunk tonight!” “Aw c’mon Y/N! Don’t be such a push over. It’s just for fun! Besides, what could go wrong?"

This could go wrong. This is exactly what you were talking about.

Between the circle of gods, the ones you could recognize, was Jay, of course. Yunjin, daughter of Hermes, Dongpyo, son of Apollo, Beomgyu, another son of Hermes, and Jake, son of Zeus.

Jake. You never liked him.

Well, you do like him but you'd never tell anyone that.

He was a flirty god, always making women, goddesses, gods and mortals alike, fall on their knees, but who wouldn't?

He was flirty yes, but never had he made someone a cow, unlike some other god, and he was pretty sweet, well, as 'sweet' as a god can get. Always looking out for mortals too, and quite helpful to his mother, Hera, even when she was a bit...unpredictable at times.

Really, you'd never know what that woman was feeling, it was always like a gamble.

We're getting of topic, so, the game of Truth or Drink began.

"Beomgyu, Truth or Drink, Did you or did you not turn one of your mortal lovers into a flower, because you were afraid of your mother catching you being with a mortal?"

"Yeah it's true, not gonna deny it!"

A bunch of 'ooohhs' were shared across the room, and Jay asked Yunjin, and she drank.

Then it was Jake's turn, "Jake, Will you either, go on a date with the prettiest god/goddess you know, or be turned into a sack of potatoes?"

"Dude, what kind of question is that? Of course the former!"

"Alright, but I wasn't done. Now, you have to ask that 'prettiest god/goddess you know, out on a date!"

"Bet."

You didn't want to sound egotistical or anything, but you kind of caught him looking at you, Ga Eul thought so too as she said "Oooohh!~"

After the party, when you were about to head home, a hand grabbed your wrist and dragged you into the nearest secluded area. It was none other than Jake.

"Jake? What are you doing?"

"Look, Y/N I'm sorry, but uhm, I- I just wanted to as-"

"Is this about the Truth or Drink game we had?"

"Yeah..."

"And you were going to ask me out?"

"Yes...Dang I didn't know you'd get it that fast"

"It's...whatever."

"Yeah, so...uhm..Would you like to..go out with me....sometime?"

He said it so bashfully you were about to laugh, 'He looks so cute. Asking shyly, well I guess I could say yes, I don't have anything to lose anyways..'

"Yeah sure!"

Before he could even register your words, you gave him a kiss on the cheek and went on your way.

Dang, Jake would have to thank Jay for basically landing him a date with the person of his dreams.

BYE I WAS ABOUT TO MAKE THE READER A CHILD OF ATHENA AND THEN I WENT 'oh wait Athena doesn't have kids shi-'

Yeah pretty disappointed with the ending, sorry about that..

I haven't written in so long I'm so sorry I'm rusty 😭

~gods and goddesses mentioned in this fic!~

Zeus-god of all gods, king of Olympus, god of lightning

Hera-goddess of Olympus, marriage, family, birth

Demeter-goddess of agriculture, health

Hermes-god of messengers, travelers, thieves, (some) medicine

Apollo-god of the sun, archery, medicine, prophecy, medicine

coterie: the bluetooth earpiece (1/2)

gang!x1 x fem!reader

synopsis: you’re an ordinary girl, with an ordinary life. but what happens when you catch the gang that is famous for keeping their deeds under the table, in action?

coterie’s masterlist can be found here

pairing: son dongpyo and y/n

a/n: a bit of cursing, so proceed with caution.

you twisted the bluetooth earpiece between your fingers, showing it to the rest of the crowd. and the slightly shorter boy stepped forward, with a nod and a curt grin. “that’s mine,” and seungwoo looks between the both of you before nodding to the boy, “dongpyo, fill her in, then come by my room, I have to give you some stuff. the rest of you can carry on.” seungwoo shot you one last glance before heading back to the hallway you originally came from. the rest of the guys went their separate ways, leaving you alone with dongpyo in the large living room. dongpyo’s attention was brought back to the small device, still in your hand. he walked up closer to you and held out his hand. you were confused, and this caused him to prompt, “my bluetooth?” realizing the situation you were in, your eyebrows shot up and you mumbled an apology and shoved the earpiece into his outstretched hand. “chill out there, buddy.” dongpyo smirks for the first time since you’ve met him (granted, you’ve not known the boy longer than an hour even, but still, he’s got a great smile). “come, you’ve chosen the most fun person on the team, be happy!” he motioned for you to follow him and so you walk up a set of stairs just at the end of one of the many hallways in the x1 mansion. once you reach the top, there’s a door. dongpyo opens the door and moves to the side, “after you,” you thank him quietly and walk in, and are immediately confused. you see all kinds of things in the room: apart from the traditional bed, bathroom and closet, there’s a table with all sorts of knick-knacks on it. a pair of glasses, a comb, a wig, and a few other things, but also a ton of thumbtacks, and a bulletin board sits just on the wall above the table, with tons of things pinned down to it. there’s a small bookshelf with binders, and on the topmost shelf are all sorts of passports. I wonder what he does, you think and you hear him laugh. “can’t you tell yet?” you shake your head, and dongpyo throws his back, snorting. “I’m a con artist, baby. the actor of the gang. think charles ponzi meets the spy kids. what I do around here is simple; whenever seungwoo hyung needs me to find out additional information about someone by going to their residence, I dress up and play the part. he needs me to play a smart college kid, I’ll be the smart college kid. he needs me to be an aspiring chef, I’ll be the aspiring chef. somehow I will find a way to get past security barriers and insert small things in the house, like a small voice bug or a camera. get it?” the only thing that leaves your mouth is, “this is fucking cool.” dongpyo’s eyebrows shot up, “you think so? of course, you do, this is the coolest job in the gang. anyway, as much as I would like to keep talking to you about the greatness that is my job, seungwoo hyung needs me, so I’ll be right back,” and he threw you a peace sign before exiting the room, leaving you standing in the mess. you began to examine dongpyo’s room, this time paying more attention to the details. the first thing your eyes go back to are the things he’s fixated onto his bulletin board. pictures of wealthy looking people, and it seemed that their information (business cards mainly) were also pinned down onto them. he’s crossed off some faces, and put small check marks on the cards, too. there’s some system he follows, and you find it fascinating. 

then, your attention shifts to his bookshelf. on top of it are multiple passports, indicative of their various colors. you pick up the one most familiar to you and check inside. the pages are marked a bit, indicating that he has used this passport multiple times. you look through the other passports and notice that his name and details are different in each of them. what else is expected of a con artist, you think. then, there are small weapons like swiss knives and daggers, mainly. but something catches your eye that you failed to notice before. a photo frame was put down, and its exterior matched the color of the bookshelf. you picked it up and saw the picture it held; a little boy being hugged from behind by a woman, both smiling wide in the picture. they seemed to be at a park or something. “you still in here, y/n?” a voice calls from behind you and you frantically put the photo frame back where it was, your heartbeat accelerating in anxiety. “y-yeah, you have a lot of cool things in here,” you play with your hands, a habit of yours dongpyo would soon be familiar with. you turn back and face him, and he’s holding a sheet of paper and a USB drive in the other hand. “well, I’m glad you are because seungwoo hyung just gave me details on the next mission. I hope you’re good at acting.” you think back to a time in high school where you had to take theatre for your fine arts credit. “I mean, I took theatre in high school? that’s about all I have in terms of experience.” dongpyo snorts, “well, were you any good?” you smile broadly, and tell him that you did a short film for a major grade, it’s recorded and on youtube if he wants to check it out later. you give him the name and information about the video and he says, “I’ll watch this and let you know if you can pull off the mission. if not, I think you may need to choose someone else. if you can’t act, there’s not much you can do for me.” you nod in understanding and let go of a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “alright, well I guess I’ll head over to my room, then. let me know, okay? I don’t wanna waste anyone’s time.” you tell him and you give him a small smile before leaving dongpyo. he finds your short film minutes later, scrolling through youtube for the exact name and publisher. he clicks on it and sits back in his desk chair. in the film, you were a student who liked a guy but kept it a secret, and your best friend ended up stealing him away from you. you also had a fatal illness and the film ultimately resulted in your death. dongpyo was hiccupping as the credits rolled on the screen. he froze and wipes his eyes violently. “ah shit, now what?” he mumbles and goes to wash his face. clearing his throat, he heads towards your room. he knocks and hears your response on the other side. you open the door to reveal a disheveled dongpyo and although you could tell he didn’t want you to notice, you can’t help but grin a little when you see his slightly tear-stained face. “I assume you’ve watched the film already.”

dongpyo goes red at this, and scoffs, “I don’t know why you’d think that, but on an unrelated note, what are you majoring in again?” your face falls a bit, “I was a political science major. until I was dragged here.” dongpyo lets out a sound in shock, “but you were so good! I watched the short film-stop laughing at me- and you were really good! I approve of your acting abilities, and you are now officially my partner in crime! or, well, this mission,” he rubs the back of his head. “so, what do I have to do?” dongpyo asks for permission to enter your room and plops himself onto your bed, sitting cross-legged and you stand in front of him. “well, for starters, how are you with handling fragile equipment? I know for a fact that you’ve never dealt with tiny cameras and stuff but that knowledge is kinda essential for this mission.” you shake your head, “I’ve never. I didn’t even know I would ever be in a situation like this, dongpyo. how would I even imagine how to handle tiny mics or cameras?” dongpyo’s hands go up in defense, “alright, jeez, don’t bite my head off. anywho, that’s not a problem, we have a few weeks till the actual mission so I’ll teach you how to use them. let me tell you about the mission: you know that there are 18 ministries in the korean government. well, the minister of employment and labor has been.. involved with some issues regarding employment in certain areas and basically we have an advantage over them if we succeed this mission because we’ll have proof of their wrongdoings. now the question will arise then: how do we do it? here’s where you come in.” your attention is completely captured now. “you and I need to pretend like we’re a young couple who’ve run away from home in order to stay together forever, you know all that cheesy shit. we’ll persuade him well enough and he’ll have to let us stay. we only need one night. I saw your acting and I think you have the potential, okay? so, you wanna do it?” it takes you a few minutes to process it all, come to a decision and then rethink your decision. your silence tells nothing to dongpyo so he feels himself deflate a little, and gets up. just as he reaches to open your door, your hand comes and grabs his forearm. he turns around, an incredulous look on his face and you breathe out, “I’ll do it.”

[ 01 : 19 ]

tonight's sleepover round best friend!dongpyo's house had been filled with tiktok dances, bad dad jokes, laughing at awkward straight tiktok videos, and wrestling the final 'blank' snack out of the other's hand when they try to take a bite.

the two of you lay in dongpyo's bed, shoulder-to-shoulder, on your own phones although occasionally poking the other to show them a photo or video. something about being next to the boy you were able to call your life-long best friend felt like home.

just as dongpyo pulled his phone back from showing you a video on tiktok he had seen, you glanced down at the white sweatshirt he wore; the familiar white sweatshirt he wore. yet you were sure he hadn't worn it in front if you before.

"hey, where'd you get your shirt?" you asked, quickly turning off your phone and turning your attention to him fully. dongpyo didn't tear his eyes away from his phone screen, and still shrugged his shoulders. "is it mine from the last time i was round?"

last time you were at the son household, you were wearing the exact same white sweatshirt. what you had forgotten was that you'd spilled lemonade on it and dongpyo had lent you his red hoodie to wear instead, so your sweatshirt remained there to get washed.

once he had finished watching the video, dongpyo turned off his phone and turned to you, looking your red hoodie up and down. he brought his finger up to point at your shirt. "are you wearing my sweatshirt as well?"

hi there. i currently miss x1 a ton and to cope i’m gonna read a bunch fanfics so could you recommend me some accounts? i feel like the amount of one it writers are very small here ( i can’t wait for you to post more x1 time stamps btw! )

of course i can :) thank you for reading my work love

@lublycho

@thirsty-x1

@s3ungyoun

@seunguwoos

@phroduce101

@flash-one1

@zerot0all

@pyox1

@xxx1s

@chajvnhos

@smileyyohan

@bossyohan

@floral-minho

@leeeunsangs

@yoseminhee

— ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ/ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪғ ᴜ sᴀᴠᴇ

request by @songdaiyu : Hello! Can I please request X1 reacting to your group being on Idol Room with them and them thinking that you’re gorgeous and funny? 💛

「 a/n: i’m not sure if you wanted x1 to be your boyfriend or make it platonic but i’ll do both! i hope you like it! ♡ 」

masterlist - requests

x1’s reaction to you being on idol room!

han seungwoo

once the two hosts announced your group’s name, seungwoo would be pretty shocked because you never told anything about going to idol room to him but nonetheless, he would secretly love it because he gets to see you more!

he would cutely giggle whenever you make a funny comment that would make x1, the two hosts and your group crack up in laughter. he already adores you so much, i think he would adore you even more.

cho seungyoun & kim wooseok

• cho seungyoun’s celebrity crush is you ever since you debuted, he mentioned you so much in interviews, etc. to the point where the directors thought it would be a great idea to invite you and your group. he would pull on that yoon jisung shocked face, where people thought he was acting.

he would totally fangirl maybe secretly or maybe even show it. when he finally saw you in real life, he thought you are a goddess that fell from heaven. after the shooting, he wouldn’t miss the chance to give his number to you :)

• kim wooseok would probably mentally compliment you like:

“YES! THATS MY GIRLFRIEND PEOPLE!”

but of course can’t say that out loud since the relationship is private and you guys wouldn’t want to expose your statuses. so when you guys go on a date or something, he would be sure to shower you with compliments.

kim yohan

when yohan saw your group and yourself apear, he would start mentally freaking out. since x1 knew he was a fan of your group and more specifically, you as his bias.

he started freaking out more when him and you were paired up for partners for a game. he didn’t realize that you were that funny and attractive until you guys won a game, you smiled cutely and went to high five yohan. who was dozed off at the sight of you, in a good way lmao.

lee hangyul

hangyul would be more hyper than usual, he would be really happy that you came and plus, they looked really pretty that day. not saying that they looked ugly before.

he would be so happy that the two hosts pointed his behavior out, hangyul would have to lie and say it was coffee or something like that. or saying that it’s his usual behavior. *cough* team rocket *cough*

cha junho

i feel like junho bb would actually try to avoid you haha, if you two were in a relationship, it would be because some people are crazy these days and somehow found out you two would be dating.

but if you guys didn’t know each other personally, i feel like he would avoid you because you looked so pretty in real life, he wouldn’t want to be near you because of that reason lol.

son dongpyo

dongpyo would clap and laugh at everything you would say. say something that’s not even funny? cue dongpyo cutely laughing while clapping.

in his eyes, you were actually really funny, from witty comebacks to funny comments that cracks everyone up. after he session, he would know for sure that he wants to be friends with you. or maybe even a bit more than friends ?

kang minhee

minhee would probably send you finger hearts secretly, he gave the brightest smile when he saw you and your group walk on to the set.

whenever you two are out with cameras around, you would send low key finger hearts to each other. yes it was risky but minhee and you loved the thrill of it. that day, minhee sent a lot of hearts which meant that he would want to compliment you during those times but couldn’t. he thought that the new hairstyle you tried on today looked really pretty and couldn’t wait to comment on it when you two are alone.

lee eunsang

eunsang wouldn’t exactly interact with you during the times when the cameras were rolling but whenever you caught his eye. he would lightly smile at you before looking somewhere else.

when you were dancing to girl group songs with hyeongjun though, he would cheer as loud as he can. he wants you to know that you slay because we stan queens/kings/royalty sisss.

hi i miss lee jinwoo :(

song hyeongjun

it was known that you and hyeongjun are really close friends since childhood. so he was estatic to see you after such a long time, due to both of your busy schedules and careers.

he would make sure to make some perfect friend goal pictures whether on the side-lines or not. he wanted to show off his beautiful and funny friend to the world and made sure of it.

nam dohyon

i feel like dohyon would pull on that face in the ghost scare ep when he heard a creaking noise and would scream when you two would always make eye contact.

dohyon is just a shy baby, so he would probably get teased a lot during that hour. but after that, he would probably try to act cool and ask you to hang out some time because “you seem cool and funny.”

[8.02am] in which eunsang finds out about x1′s disbandment

! - mild swearing

you never fully understood how quickly a headline could change someone’s life.

when eunsang scrolled through his phone as per his morning routine, he had never expected his world to crumble. he expected new stories from his friends, or someone asking him for the answers to the homework. but not that headline. not the few words that would wreck everything he had put his heart and soul into.

he sat frozen on the edge of his bed as his phone fell out of his hands. his eyes were blanketed with a layer of tears threatening to fall, but he did not have the energy to see them through. he sat there, truly and utterly frozen.

you walked into the room with a smile on your face, hoping to ask him about where you guys should go for breakfast. but when you saw him stilled and his breathing getting heavier, your smile dropped. you rushed to his side, placing a hand on his shoulder on instinct.

“what's wrong? are you okay?”

he didn’t respond. his eyes fixated on the patch of flooring just in front of his feet. eunsang didn’t know what he was feeling, and yet, he was feeling too much at once. anger, confusion, sadness, loss, and hopelessness, all mixing in an ugly mess in the pit of his stomach, shutting down all senses in his body. eunsang felt numb.

after receiving no response from him, you picked up his phone on the bed beside him. on the screen was the soompi article, shouting out that eunsang’s dreams had been shattered. even worse, countless people had liked the article and shown support for it, making your blood boil hot in your veins.

“did they tell you about this first?” 

an anxious heartbeat passed before eunsang responded. it was a slight movement, barely the ghost of a shake, his head nudging itself towards the side before returning, but it was enough to break the both of you.

you pulled him into a hug, gently holding his nape. he buried his face into the crook of your shoulder before moving his hands to your waist to pull you closer. it was only in this position did his eyes release his tears. you felt them, warm and bitter, against your skin. 

they first came in silence, with nothing but eunsang’s heavy breathing to accompany them. but when you placed a hand on his back to reassure him, he broke. a desperate cry emitted from his lips. you felt it vibrate against your collarbone as you pulled him even closer. he cried his soul out for god knows how long, emptying his sadness into your shoulder.

“what the hell,” he whispered desperately after a long time of crying. “what the hell. what’s going on?”

you stroked his shoulder. “i have no idea. have you called them? maybe it’s a mistake.”

eunsang gently shook his head. you felt his hair shift under your chin. “seungwoo-hyung messaged us. said it was real. didn’t wanna read the full message,” he said in between breaths.

your hand came up to stroke his hair, holding the back of his head ever so gently, as if he might break under any pressure. tears began to well up in your own eyes. “i'm so, so, so sorry, eunsang.”

he sniffled, before pulling himself up to look you in the eyes. that’s when you saw his eyes. they were red and puffy, but within those tears, you saw him. he was close to breaking. the pieces of his soul were stitched precariously together, and this piece of news threatened to rip the threads wide open. he was shaky when he spoke, the words weighing down on his tongue.

“y/n, what did i do wrong?”

you broke at his words. the tears came streaking down your face. he thought this was on him. innocent eunsang, who worked harder for this than you had ever seen before, thought that this mess was somehow done by him. it was so screwed up it made your heart ache.

your hand came to caress his cheek. “eunsang, you did nothing wrong. this- this bullshit, it’s all because of some stupid adults who thought all this shit was okay. i hate them so much for it. and all your fans hate them too. but this is not on you, eunsang. not in the slightest bit.”

eunsang sniffled again. “really?”

you smiled at him and nodded your head, brushing a tear away from his cheek. “you deserve better. and you’re going to get it one day.”

eunsang’s shaky face revealed the ghost of a smile, and you had never been more relived. it hurt you so much to see him cry. “really?” he asked, still in disbelief.

you laughed and nodded again, taking his hand in yours. this entire situation was screwed up, and eunsang didn’t deserve any of it. you would burn down that entire building if you good, scream bloody murder as you fought all of them one by one. but you couldn’t. so you hoped that you being here for him would be enough. 

you hoped he knew that we would never be alone. he would still have his fans, and his members. and he would have you, for as long as he walked the earth, and as long as your lungs breathed in air.

“we’ll get through this, eunsang,” you assured him, squeezing his hand, “together.”

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a/n: hello!! it's been really long since i’ve written for x1, and i’m so sorry it’s angst aksoihd but i am Still Not Over the d-word, so i made myself cry lol anyway x1 pls come back

First kiss with X1 - Reaction

- Requested -

Seungwoo: When you asked to come over and study, he didn’t expect you to rant about how slow he was taking things. But you were determined to get him to snap and do something. But of course he didn’t, ending the conversation with ‘I will eventually.’ He had the patience of a god and you were left unsuccessful while you reluctantly shifted your focus back to your homework. It was when you weren’t expecting it that he quickly turned his head pressed his lips to yours. 

“I told you I would.” He smirked at your shocked face before doing it again. “Now get back to your work.”

Seungyoun: Walking you home normally wasn’t as nerve-racking as tonight, but he couldn’t help but think of all the ways tonight could go wrong, especially as your place came into view and your hand started to release it’s grip on his. When he didn’t let go as easily, you looked up at him figuring he had something to say, but you were met with him placing a small kiss on your lips, your lips curving into a smile as he pulled away.

“Someone seems happy.” He laughed as the smile never left. “It makes me want to do it again.”

Wooseok: You were supposed to be watching the movie, but you couldn’t help but stare at your boyfriend and unbeknownst to you, it was starting to get to him. He knew he was hot, but did you really have to stare at him that much? With that look? Especially when you chose the movie? When he turned to look at you, you quickly moved your eyes to the screen, your face heating up as you got caught. 

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to kiss you.” He smiled before realizing what he said. “Wait, that’s not how I wanted to do it.”

Yohan: The movie went great. Dinner went great. The walk home went great. But he still couldn’t help the nervous feeling that bubbled up in him as he walked you to the door. You leaned in for a hug and when you pulled away he couldn’t help but lean in, his hands cupping your face lightly before he pulled away, a shy smile smile stuck on his face.

“I-Sorry-” He chuckled nervously, his hand scratching the back of his neck. “I just couldn’t help it.”

Hangyeol: When he let you pick where to go for the day’s date, he wasn’t expecting you to choose a library. He spent his time following you around as you browsed the isles, finally picking a few books and smiled as you made your way back to the table you chose. You’d been so caught up in reading that you hadn’t noticed him staring at you before leaning over and quickly pecking your lips before anyone could see, a small laugh coming out as you hid behind your book.

“You’re cute when you’re flustered.” He whispered with a smile. “I should catch you off guard more often.”

Junho: It was a spur of the moment thing. It wasn’t supposed to happen that way, but maybe the universe just wanted to ruin his plans. In the midst of playing video games, he’d won for the umpteenth time, and you smacked his shoulder with a pout. You were too busy scolding him about how he should at least let you win once when he couldn’t take it anymore, leaning in and not pulling away until he realized what he’d done.

“You just looked cu-” He started before he sighed and closed his eyes. “Wait, that sounded cringy.”

Dongpyo: You kept teasing him about how he never made the first move for anything in the relationship. You had confessed, you had asked him out, you had held his hand first. At this rate, you were pretty sure you’d end up being the one to kiss him first. But before you could even get to that part, he quickly leaned over and pecked your lips before resuming his place in his seat, pretending nothing happened.

“There, I did it.” He rushed out, before looking away. “Now you can’t say I never make the first move.”

Minhee: He'd been trying to do it all day and it’s like the universe was against him. Something always got in the way. He’d eventually given up, coming to terms that it just wasn’t meant to happen today. He reached into his pocket and pulling out his chap stick, an idea popping into his head as he stared at the small tube after applying it. It was his last chance after all.

“My chap stick’s flavored.” He pointed out, giving you a shy side glace. “You wanna taste it?”

Eunsang: He’d been giving himself a pep talk the whole day. He chickened out before, and he refused to shy away again. He was going to kiss you before he went back home today and that was that. Even if he made himself look stupid. When you finally met up, he quickly leaned in, catching you off guard and you hid your face in his chest, refusing to look up at him, especially when he asked for another one.

“What do you mean ‘no’?” He laughed, his arms trying to push you back so he could look at you. “Stop being mean and give me a kiss.”

Hyeongjun: When he took you on a date downtown to walk by the beach, the last thing he was expecting was to get nervous and trip over his own feet, an embarrassed smile forming on his face as he laid down in defeat. His embarrassed smile turned into a shy one as you picked up the hand he fell on and gave it a small kiss, the small action giving him an idea and he stuck his lips out. This way he didn’t have to make a bigger fool of himself.

“Wait, I think I have another cut.” He fake pouted, trying to hide his smirk as he pointed to his lips. “Kiss this one, too.”

Dohyun: He just wouldn’t let it go. You had completely forgotten what the argument was about in the first place due to him changing the subject just so he could have the last word and you being just as stubborn as him, kept it up. You were about to respond when you got an idea, quickly leaning over the restaurant table to peck his lips, sufficiently shutting him up as you sat back in your chair with a smile.

“Did you really just-” He stopped, a shy smile forming as he looked over at you. “That’s not fair.”

*internal screeching*

Dongpyo: Everyday Boyfriend Things

↳ "There's nothing that I wouldn't do to make you feel my love"

04:34am

seungyoun smiled as you fell asleep on his shoulder while he sang to you. he had been away for a long time and if he was being honest, he missed little moments like this most of all.

[6:08pm] "Found it!"

Bringing the small book closer to your eyes, you read the description out loud. "Okay so, pink. It seems like you're feeling caring, sensitive, emotional, loving and... sexual?" Yohan's expression changed to one of a deer in headlights. Who would've thought those cheap mood rings would actually reflect how he was feeling. Damn those stupid things. Now he had to explain why he felt aroused while he was with his best friend.

"Care to explain?" You smirked at him, making sure to enjoy every second of what was going to happen.

"I-Um, well this is kind of hard to explain." He scratched his neck trying to avoid your persistent gaze. "You know what, it's not that important either."

"No go on, this is getting interesting." Yohan shifted on the couch, clearly growing uncomfortable. "Come ooon," You encouraged him. Biting your lip, you leaned closer to him, knowing how fidgety he would get.

"I like you, okay?" He huffs. "And I have been for a while. I just never had the balls to tell you. Is that what you wanted to hear?" You smiled to yourself before shifting closer to him, finding it more comfortable to sit on his lap.

"And to say that all you needed was a mood ring for you to confess." Yohan's smirked, his hands latching themselves to your hips, pulling your body closer to him.

"If I had known that this would be your reaction, I would've done it sooner." Chuckling, you grabbed his collar and crashed your lips to his.

coterie: the bluetooth earpiece (2/2)

gang!x1 x fem!reader

synopsis: you’re an ordinary girl, with an ordinary life. but what happens when you catch the gang that is famous for keeping their deeds under the table, in action?

coterie’s masterlist can be found here

pairing: son dongpyo and y/n

a/n: mild cursing, so proceed with caution. this is also quite long, so just a heads up :)))

so over the next few weeks, your days went on in the same routine: you would wake up, have breakfast, watch some tv (currently you watch reruns of running man) and then dongpyo would have you come into a room that he has set up for your training purposes, specifically. here, he taught you how to place bugs and cameras efficiently, he taught you ways to make your acting more sincere and the most important one, he taught you how to not give in under any circumstances. “at times, the people I keep an eye on begin to get suspicious. I usually don’t give them a reason to be so, but sometimes they are smart enough. when that happens, don’t panic. it’ll only weaken your case even more. find ways of distraction, it could be anything. but don’t let them on your tail.” you didn’t get to play around with some of the fancier equipment, as dongpyo probably still didn’t trust you with that stuff just yet. you’re a good learner, you would attempt to argue with him, but he’d snort and ruffle your hair, “not today, pal,” to which you would just pout, and unbeknownst to you, speeding up dongpyo’s heart rate with this action of yours. during your training sessions, you’ve heard dongpyo sing under his breath quite faintly (what can’t he do), and his voice is angelic. he’ll catch himself singing and stop before you notice, but he doesn’t realize that you pick it up the millisecond he starts. one day, you did compliment him about it, and the poor boy had gone red for a solid ten minutes, before hyungjun stopped by and said, “yo, what’s wrong with your face?” all in all, dongpyo’s been nothing but sweet to you, regardless of his outgoing personality. but sometimes, you can’t help but notice that he’ll be caught in his own thoughts. when you ask him something or confirm if you’re doing something right, his eyes are focused in another direction, deep in thought. one day, you thought you could ask him about it. “dongpyo, can I ask you something?” his eyes shifted up from his phone screen to you. “you’re always thinking about something. sometimes when I talk to you, you don’t hear me. why’s that? what’s on your mind?”dongpyo smiled tight-lipped and responded with a lazy look in his eyes, “that’s attentive of you to notice, but I don’t think we stand in a place where we can be this open to each other yet, so let’s drop the topic.” and he shut you down like that, and moved on as if you didn’t even bring it up to start with. “I have to get a picture of you so I can get an ID printed for you. look at the camera,” he pulled out his phone. you felt a slight pang in your chest, but you decided to move it to the side and focus on the matter at hand, so you gave the camera a small and clearly fake smile and he took the photo. you left to your room as soon as you heard the click, unaware of dongpyo’s gaze on your every movement. 

you shut the door and leaned against it, your feet slowly dragging you down. you had no right to be upset, he was technically right. you knew the guy for what, almost a month and a half? what relationship did you guys have and more importantly how close were you two for him to tell this stuff to you? you can’t expect him to open up until he’s ready to. still, you think, why does it bother you that something’s bugging him? and on the other side of the door, dongpyo stood, eyes fixated on your door and his hands shoved deep into his pocket. he sighs and looks away before turning around and walking back to his room. he wants to be able to open up to you, he wants to have long conversations about what’s going on in his head with you. there’s just one problem, and that’s trust. he knew from the second you picked him that there was something different about you, and he was determined to figure it out. but as he started learning more and more about you and your addicting personality, he found that the only obstacle standing in his way was himself. from his childhood up until now, dongpyo had been deceived too many times. he was abandoned as a toddler at the steps of a foster home, and the only memory of that time that he has of his birth parents is a picture of him and his mother. he doesn’t know why they left him there. but that was the first time it felt like he was punched in the stomach; that feeling was betrayal. it continued to happen throughout his school days, where his friends used him to get things out of him. whether it was copying his homework, to more extreme things like sneaking into teacher’s offices to look for answer keys or tests, they all had one purpose; to get the dirty work done and use dongpyo as their scapegoat, when he’d get caught. the only person that he definitely trusted more than anything was seungwoo; dongpyo met seungwoo for the first time outside his school, when his so-called friends crowded him against a wall, threatening him. seungwoo saved him just in time, and since then the two were inseparable until seungwoo graduated. sometimes, dongpyo still can’t help but be hesitant when sharing certain things with him. later, seungwoo took him under his care and told him he could do what he wanted. when he told seungwoo that he wanted to do conning, seungwoo knew where he was coming from. this was a way for him to release his pent-up frustration, he thought. after all, his ability to deceive had been shaped by all those around him, so it makes sense that he’s able to use the techniques that were used on him to deceive others. call it trauma, or call it reluctance, but that’s why he thinks he can do his job in the gang so well. “god, why does everything have to be so complicated?” pulling at his hair, he slumps over to his desk. he’s just about to put his head down when he sees a bright colored sticky note in his peripherals. he doesn’t have those, he thinks and focuses his attention there, and examines it. there’s a series of small doodles on the sticky note: a panda bear, a few hearts here and there and ‘y/n’ written in all sorts of fonts. a smile grows on his face as his gaze lingers over the bright paper fondly. he’d often see you crouched over his desk whenever he’d set up equipment before training you, he’s just assumed you would be taking notes. 

the image of your concentrated face blinks in his head: eyebrows scrunched, eyes focused and your tongue poked out of the corner of your mouth ever so slightly. he remembers the last time he felt like this: it was in high school. sitting next to him in third block, senior year was a pretty girl named sooyoung. she was dongpyo’s everything; he liked her for so long and when he gathered the courage to ask her out, and she said yes, he was elated. they did all the lovey-dovey couple things: went out to the movies on weekend evenings, attended school dances and games together, and hung around the city together. it was love for him, but not for her. one day he found sooyoung near the lockers, with her friends surrounding her, paying her money. he was a bet and sooyoung won. he confided in her when things were rough, and to see that she stabbed him in the back too only made him cower in fear even more. dongpyo remembered the pounding headache that day because it felt like no other. once sooyoung found out that dongpyo knew about the bet, she didn’t even try to reason with him. rather, she scoffed and told him, “did you really think I liked you? get a grip on yourself, dongpyo.” if it didn’t feel like a slap to the face before, it sure as hell felt like one now. he shudders as flashes of the void he put himself in appear in front of him. he closed himself off shortly after graduating; ‘trust no one’ was the mantra running through his head, and it almost swallowed him whole, but he was saved, by seungwoo. point of the matter is, he hasn’t felt like this after then and before you. he saw the liveliness and passion in you ever since you started working with him, and it reminded him of sooyoung a lot. too much, in fact, to the point where dongpyo’s now afraid. even if he does tell you how he feels, which is an obstacle on its own, he is scared you will leave him because that’s always been the case. you’ll reciprocate the feelings and actions before you get what you need and drop him, just like everyone else. a part of him kept telling him that, but the other part of him tried convincing him you were different. “fuck it, I’m not letting my emotions get in the way of this. I have to focus,” he said aloud and shook his head, before getting back to work. fast forward and it’s now a day before “the big night”, and tensions between you and dongpyo have calmed down a lot, but there were unspoken thoughts from both ends lingering in the air between the two of you. dongpyo would often focus his gaze on you, and you started feeling it, your skin heating up from the newfound attention. “we’re only staying there one night, y/n, so pack light, but also pack enough where it seems like we’re running away.” your eyes flicker to his, and you question, “is one night going to be enough?” dongpyo runs a hand through his onyx locks, and nods, “one night is more than enough. we just need to plant cameras and bugs in their house, that’s all.” you nod obediently, and head to your room to start packing. dongpyo calms his nerves; he’s never been nervous about a mission before, and he knows that he’s feeling this way because you’re involved in it with him. 

grabbing your fake ID and passport, you run through the story once more in your head, as you walk to the car, dongpyo already inside. he’s in the back seat, and soonja’s driving, because you two need to take the bus. “once we get to the bus station, we start acting our parts, okay? you never know who’s around.” you had given yourself the name ‘eunji’ and dongpyo was ‘ilseong’. your story was you two were childhood neighbors and your families didn’t want you two to get together so as rebellious youth, for the sake of love you decided to run away and start your lives together. you decided to go to the minister of employment and labor because he happens to find jobs for young people, and manage to stay the night. “here we are, sir. be safe and if you need me, I’m a phone call away.”soonja brakes the car, and you two step out, with your belongings. there seems to be no one around, which is perfect. soonja offers a small smile before driving off. you two look at each other, and dongpyo gives you a small nod, and it’s like an off-on switch. the biggest smile grows on your face as you get into character. at this point, people have started walking towards the bus stand you were dropped off at minutes ago. “wah, ilseong! isn’t in liberating running away from home like that?” dongpyo smiles wide, and an erratic feeling spreads in your stomach. “I’m so happy we decided to do this, eunji. now all we have to do is find a job. I promise to keep you happy.” there’s something else in dongpyo’s gaze that you didn’t see before, and you can’t point out what it is. the bus stopping in front of you interrupts your thoughts and clusters of people simultaneously leave and enter the bus, including you two. you get on, swiping your passes and quickly sit down. a mother and her child sit in front of you. the child smiles giddily at you guys, and asks, “why do you have suitcases? are you going on vacation?” dongpyo laughs at the cuteness of the kid, and ruffles his hair, before interlocking your hands, “we’re moving to a happier place, me and this noona right here,” motioning to you. your cheeks tint red at the unfamiliar word falling from dongpyo’s mouth, and smile back, “your son is very cute, ma’am.” the woman smiles, the corners of her eyes crinkling and she responds, “and so are the two of you. ah, young love. I was around your age when I met my husband, too. I’ll never forget those sweet times.” she begins telling you stories about her and her husband, and just as she finishes, your stop arrives. “eunji, we’re getting off here.” dongpyo stands and helps you up, his hand reached to hold yours. you accept the offer, standing up and grabbing your things before saying goodbye to your co-passengers and getting off the bus. “this way,” dongpyo calls and you follow close behind him. not a long walk later, you find yourselves standing in front of a giant house. you’re surprised there isn’t a gate around the house. nevertheless, you exhale and ring the doorbell. an older woman opens the door and dongpyo just knows: it’ll be a piece of cake for her to let us in. “can I help you?” the woman looks at the two of you and dongpyo begins the story. 

“and so, it would be really helpful of you if you guys can help us out. I know it’s probably too much to ask but I was wondering if you could give us shelter, just for tonight. I don’t want my eunji to freeze to death tonight. even if you just let her sleep here, I’d be grateful for that.” you interject, “no, ilseong, I won’t stay here without you,” and your eyes start to water. the woman, watching this scene unfold in front of her lets out a sound of pity. “I’ll explain everything to my husband later but for now, come in, both of you. I’ll bring out some of my kids’ spare clothing, and my maid will take you to a guest room.” and she lets you into the house. seconds later, a stout woman appears in front of you, before motioning to the stairs, “right this way, please.” you follow her up the stairs and she leads you to one of many rooms in the hallway. “you two may stay here tonight. I will come back if mrs. chan needs me to. until then, please let me know if you need anything.” she bids her farewell and leaves you two in a room. you and dongpyo will share a room, and a bed, tonight. you attempt to keep any mature thoughts out of your head, but it crosses your mind anyway and your breath hitches just thinking about it. sensing your discomfort, dongpyo says, “I’ll sleep on the floor if you’re uncomfortable,” but you cut him off, “no, it’s alright, it’s all an act anyway, right?” dongpyo winces at your choice of words, and quickly sets up. “well, we have no time to waste, I’ll freshen up in the bathroom, you can change here.” you two silently changed out of your clothes, and by the time you were ready, the maid was back. “mrs. chan invites you down for dinner, mr. chan is also here.” you two follow her down the stairs and you walk into a dining room with an older man sitting on one end and the woman from earlier at the other end. “eunji, ilseong, please take a seat. I’ve explained the situation to my husband.” the man then speaks up, “I will help find you a job, young man.” dongpyo beamed, “oh, thank you so much, sir. I knew I could count on you,” the man eyed the two of you for a bit, his gaze lingering on dongpyo a little more analytically. “yes, well, that’s my job.” you eat dinner and the maid then walks you back to the room. the hours tick on by and when you guys are sure everyone’s asleep, the two of you get up and dongpyo sets up the computer, before popping in his bluetooth earpiece, and gloves, along with the bugs and cameras. “you know what to do,” dongpyo tells you and you nod, “don’t worry, just place your first camera so I can connect and keep an eye.” dongpyo gives you a thumbs up and heads out of the room, quietly. he’s placing cameras and bugs in strategic areas, and you, on the bed and watching the laptop screen, pout at the thought that your training has gone to waste because you didn’t end up handling this part. but, you become alarmed as you see some movement through one of the cameras, and it’s not dongpyo. it’s the minister. “dongpyo, come in!” you whisper-shout and dongpyo gets into a corner. “what?” “he’s coming up here, hurry!” the panic is increasing, your heart is racing, and the doorknob begins to rattle, when in comes dongpyo. “he’s not too far, hurry in!” he shuts the door quietly and beelines over to you, moving things that will blow your cover and hiding it. the laptop is moved away from you, and swiftly, dongpyo sits on your lap. alarmed, your eyes widen and dongpyo’s hands cradle your cheeks, “do you trust me?” with your eyes boring into his own, you nod, “of course,” and with that, he inhales quickly and kisses up, catching you completely off-guard. then, you start relaxing into the kiss and kiss back with fervor, hands flying to grip his shoulders. as dongpyo nibbles on your bottom lip, suddenly the door opens, revealing the minister, now shocked at the scene in front of him. you both pull away, and dongpyo shoots up, “oh, sir! I’m so sorry,” he shakes his head, and puts his hands up in defense, “I apologize, I should’ve knocked. I thought I heard noises, but I must’ve been hallucinating. I’m sorry, uh, carry on then,” and sheepishly, he leaves the room, shutting the door.

you sigh and rest your head on the backboard. “I, uh, got most of the cameras up. the important areas, anyway. and the bugs, too, so, we’re done.” dongpyo stutters out. your breathing is heavy, but you softly say, “dongpyo,” and he looks up to see you patting on the spot in front of you on the bed. he complies and shuffled over to sit cross-legged. “hey, look at me.” “I can’t,” dongpyo’s never been this...vulnerable, you think. “you can, you didn’t do anything wrong.” he looks up at you and you swear, you see the smallest tear forming just along his lash line. you rest your hands over his and clutch them, “tell me what’s wrong.” all it took was one second before he completely shattered. dongpyo started crying, telling you everything and anything. “...it’s always been so hard for me to trust people, but then I met you, y/n, and you’ve given me a whole new purpose to this job. I have always held everything in, and after meeting you, I feel like all the pressure that’s been building up is all released.” he wipes his eyes and looks up to find you, tears streaming down your face and a smile on your mouth. “why are you crying?” “I’m just... overwhelmed. I was so worried about you, dongpyo, you don’t understand.” you sniff, using the hem of your shirt to dry your face. “I really like you, dongpyo. you are more than what you show the world, and I have seen it. you’re a true diamond in the rough, and I have never been more lucky for making a choice that I did. you are amazing, dongpyo, in every way. don’t hold anything back. the people that messed with you once can honestly suck it, they didn’t deserve your time. cherish the people who have your back now: seungwoo, the rest of the team and me.” and with that, you pull him in for a hug and squeeze him tight, and he returns the hug with just as much power. “thank you, y/n. thank you so much.” he whispers into your ear and you pull away to leave kisses on his cheeks. “you’re absolutely welcome, my dongpyo.” because from that moment on, he was your dongpyo and that was a fact.

a/n: that’s all for dongpyo…(btw he and y/n made it back safe and sound) who do you choose next? didn’t expect dongpyo? who then? let me know in the comments!

[10:29] ‘why are you taking so long?’ you are asking your boyfriend!wooseok while putting on your shoes. You two decided to go out today as a date but Wooseok is taking ages. ‘I’m almost ready’ he yells in response which makes you facepalm. Normally the girl is always the one taking ages to decide what to wear, but with you guys it’s always Wooseok whose taking ages to get ready. Getting your phone out of your jacket, you’re scrolling through your social media feed. You paused when you saw videos of cute kittens which made your heart burst an uwu. ‘Maybe I should ask Wooseok if we could adopt an cat’ you whisper to yourself while watching the tenth cat video. During the eleventh video, your phone is getting snatched out of your hands which made you look up to see your lovely boyfriend Wooseok, who decided to wear a white shirt with black jeans and his round glasses. ‘Shall we go love?’ Wooseok asks while putting on his jacket and raising his hand to you, which you gladly took. ‘Took you long enough’ you smiled while pecking his cheek ready to go on your date.