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byeuijoo · 7 months

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night-time apologies 𐀔 nicholas

genre : angst & fluff ⋆ warnings : two broken but repairable hearts ⋆ word count : 832

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« can we talk? »

your voice disturbed the stillness of nicholas' night. bringing the phone up to his ear, you could hear him sigh for a long time — probably wondering why he'd decided to pick it up at such a late hour. pursing your lips in anticipation of any response from him, you swayed from side to side, mechanically cracking your fingers.

« haven't we already said everything? » — his voice created a bounce in your chest, as if it were the first time you'd heard it in years. but even so, you could clearly hear his boredom in his tone, « do you have any idea what time it is? don't you have school tomorrow? »

« i'm at your door. » you announced without thinking. you felt slightly stupid for having come all the way here, without having the nerve to ring the doorbell, preferring to make his phone ring at 2 a.m. « you're kidding right? » he asked with a more amused voice, as if he didn't think you were capable of such a thing. but when you suddenly became quieter, giving him no answer, you could clearly hear heavy footsteps approaching the front door.

and when he opened it, the one you could call your ex-boyfriend was standing in front of you. your eyes instantly locked with his, and it was with the phone still to your ear that you let a simple, breathless “hey” escape your lips.

you saw his eyebrows furrow, and he quickly hung up the phone, closing the door slowly behind him. letting your arm fall to the side of your body, you suddenly regretted every step that had brought you to where you are now.

« what are you doing here? » he said suddenly, and you could feel his annoyance even more clearly. « i wanted to talk to you, » you explained, lowering your gaze as you searched for words, « i- »

« i don't think we have anything more to talk about y/n, not after what happened. » he said suddenly, cutting you off. raising your gaze to him, you watched him for a few second : he looked tired and annoyed, running his hand through his hair to clear his forehead. you must have really annoyed him — but you absolutely had to make up for it. your fingers clutched the handle of your bag, nibbling nervously on your lower lip, before taking two steps towards him.

« it's not all over yet. » you declared, before a bitter laugh burst from his mouth. nodding and looking away, nicholas turned his back to you and folded his arms across his chest, « ah yeah? i think you've forgotten what happened. should i refresh your memory? »

your eyes met those of the boy for whom your heart was beating wildly, for which you'd give anything to get it back. his accusing index finger pointed at your chest, right where your heart was, « i told you i loved you, and you never answered me. you ran away without giving me any news for weeks. for weeks, y/n. it's a lot. » he looked so hurt, like his heart was still bleeding because of you. his brown eyes seemed empty, and his lips no longer stretched into that lovely smile you loved so much.

so you took another step forward, completely invading his personal space, before standing on tiptoe and mingling your cold lips with his. and against all odds, nicholas didn't push you away — he let you kiss him, the poor boy melting under your touch. and when he placed one of his hands against your waist, you pulled away slightly, looking into the depths of his pupils.

« i love you. i truly do. » you announced, almost out of breath, but in the most sincere way possible. you were convinced he could hear the loud beating of your heart, which could escape your chest at any moment. admittedly, you hadn't responded to his feelings at the time, but all this was new to you — and the word “ love ” was something you thought was too strong for you. but after spending three or four evenings crying, complaining that you missed him to your roommates twice a day, and watching him through his work window 3 times a week, you realized that you could indeed say that you loved him.

« i just needed time to realize it. and i'm sorry. » a smile finally appeared on his lips, before he puts both hands on your cheeks and kisses you as if it were the last time he'd ever seen you. some will probably say that he forgave you too quickly, but no one will ever be able to understand how his heart felt when he heard those three little words coming out of the mouth of the person who was making him lose his mind on a daily basis.

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2myl0ver · 4 months

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with an older s/o ☆ wang nicholas

Genre ⋅ fluff/headcanons Wordcount ⋅ 207 TW ⋅ none Masterlist ⋅ here

Request ⋅ hiiii not sure if asks are open or not, but is it okay if i ask you to write about nicholas' headcanons about dating someone (possibly female) older than him, maybe 1-2 years older, and how does he act around her, thanks in advance 🩷

Author's note ⋅ this is kind of just like nico as your bf but I tried to make it how he'd be to have you as his older gf! I kind of rushed this I hope it's ok :c

– lovesss having an older s/o!!! (as said in one of his fancalls)

– hates when you use your age against him

– tries to be the dominant one but it doesn't work 🫠

– always tries to one up older guys that try to hit on you

– does "cool" things to impress you

– if you're shorter than him he definitely never lets it go always mentioning how he's younger but taller

– brags about you to every person that speaks to him

– very protective of you

– constantly posts you on his instagram & has your username in his bio <3

– always comments on your posts even if it's just an emoji (we love a supportive bf)

– be prepared to drown in compliments, he never leave the house with you without complimenting how you look

– helps you pick out your outfits !! <3

– puts you as his wallpaper

– takes candid photos of you and gatekeeps them

– has a polaroid of you in his phone case and makes sure to make it visible in his photos

– gets jealous easily because of guys your age and needs assurance sometimes :(

– in conclusion, you're his whole world ❤️

#&team #&audition #&team scenarios #&team imagines #andaudition #andteam #andteam reactions #wang nicholas #nicholas wang #wang yixiang #yixiang wang

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takiberry · 3 months

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𐙚ᝰ.ᐟ Coffee Breath : WY

౨ৎ˚⟡.•☕️ you’re SICK.

PREV : MASTERLIST : NEXT

📝 ╰┈➤ tini notiez : yay chap five !! i won't do TOOO much drama but i want your guys' opinions on what i should do for more 'angst' like chaps !!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 🐾 taglist ; @aceheexx @hyvelxve @soobiverse @luvnicho @i4kt @luvitria @jjungwonss @wonkisbbg @flwoie @sionshiii @yyawnjun @olivehues @amesification @heart4hees @maoyueze @ffixtionista @yuma-is-mine

#renè’s talking teddy 🧸#renè is taki’s bby🐰#renè’s 🍓 anons!#&team smut #renè’s favs!🍭#&team hard hours #&team hard thoughts #&team fluff #&team x reader #wang yixiang smut #wang yixiang #&team nicholas #nicholas x reader #wang nicholas #&team #&team smau #&team social media au #&team angst #;coffee breath☕️

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ohdearlucifer · 12 days

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artscloudy · 9 months

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JUST SO CUTE

I'm melting

#nicholas #wang nicholas #&team wang yixiang #wang yixiang moodboard #wang yixiang #&team nicholas #nicholas andteam #kpop moodboard #kpop icons

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aguamarinee · 9 months

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➪ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: OT9 × reader

➪ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, bit of crack, established relationship, female reader

➪ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: the members got me thinking and I randomly came up with funny, everyday kind of scenarios that I would adore!

➪ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭: —

➪ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2,8k

[𝐊!] 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞; He is easily stressed and can remain tense for days without relaxing, and this side of him often concerns you. Ever since the beginning of your relationship, you thought a lot about activities on different types of dates that could ease his anxious state — the best ones proved to be stay-at-home and private methods. While the idea of a massage might be one of the most basic ones, you realized it quite late. It came at random when you were out grocery shopping and saw a bottle of baby oil on one of the shelves in the body wash aisle but it clicked immediately. However, when you went home you weren't exactly sure how to propose the activity to him. Eventually, you got there after a couple of evenings, clumsily voicing the idea but surprisingly enough — K was into it! He immediately took off his t-shirt and stood shirtless before you with an eager expression. Now, he didn't have any dirty thoughts in his head, he just genuinely thought it was a good idea, especially if his lover was involved too. And after the first time, it became a habit and he began to play a bigger part in it; reading about it, searching up places, and so on. A couple of times when you two want to treat yourselves, you might go to a very luxurious salon and get a massage professionally but at the end of the day, it's clear that doing it for each other means more.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Wow, slow down there, cowboy!" You said, surprised after K took off his shirt at lightning speed when you presented him your idea of relaxation.

At least he reacted better than you had initially thought, but it was so sudden you sort of just awkwardly stood there, looking at him — or his naked torso — while a subtle blush appeared on your cheeks.

"It's a great idea, babe! Come on!" He came closer and held one of your hand to drag you up to your shared bedroom. "I can massage your back too after that if you want. I'm just really happy that I can do this with you." He gave a genuine, sweet smile that melted your heart, and followed him up the stairs happily.

[𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐀!] 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬/𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐬; Fuma is just 'Papa' in every way. When he's not busy taking care of his bandmates, especially Harua, he might be with you fantasizing about cute animals. It's a train of thought that began from his side one day, about what pet could possibly be your favorite. Then it escalated; he compared his favorite animals with yours, then asked about your history with pets in general, shared his stories with his previous animals, and then sneakily both of you checked numerous adoption/pet sites because you wanted to surprise each other. But neither of you ever came down to only one decision, since it was a big responsibility at the end of the day. You broke the ice in the end, one morning you straight up told him your thoughts and plans and while he was thrilled, he showed you other sites and proposed new ideas. He didn't want to rush things, just like you, so it's safe to say that the two of you are still in the uncertain phase, but surely, by the time you'll have a pet, you guys will be more than ready.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "...So, in conclusion, I was thinking about a meerkat. It's been one of my favorite animals since childhood and I feel I could do this with you." You finished your small monologue about adopting a pet with Fuma at breakfast, and for the first time in minutes you looked up at him and he seemed completely stunned.

Didn't he like it? Was he weirded out? Didn't he—

"I was thinking about the same thing! We should totally adopt a pet, anything you want, darling!" He said happily with a big smile and laughed adorably.

What a relief!

[𝐄𝐉!] 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦; Euijoo likes all moments cozy, his whole being is just so warming and endearing in itself, so he naturally gravitates towards such situations. Books are a comfort of his since his younger days and he tries to keep this tradition within him in his adult days as well. At first, he just gives shy little recommendations to you, sometimes more than one book, but he doesn't really expect you to read any of these. He thinks it's a piece of him that he shares with you, his taste, but he's aware that in such things two people can be quite different. However, when one day you come to him with a book that he recommended, saying that you liked it, he was sparkling with joy. He gives you one of his brightest smiles and quickly hugs you while giggling shyly. After he got his push, he recommends you even more and is just as enthusiastic when you start suggesting to him too. Eventually, one time when you two are spending your weekend together he shows you his old book stash from his childhood and revisits each of them with you. He tells stories both about the books and his past, and you enjoy talks like these so much.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Wait, you've read this? Just because of me...?" Euijoo seemed confused when you showed him the book he recommended a week ago.

It was a very cute story and left you feeling tenderness in your heart, just like he did; it felt so in character for him to suggest something like this that you wanted to hear more.

"Of course, I loved it so much! Please, recommend another one, Juju!" You giggled while calling him by your favorite nickname, and he did the same as his ears turned pinkish from your kind words.

[𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐒!] 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜, 𝐦𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭; Nicholas likes his music loud and clear, and rock, pop-rock, etc. is a great genre for that. When he's in charge of the music he's very lively, outgoing, and has endless energy to party. It's advisable to watch out for his killer moves because he might break some things in these enthusiastic moments. You can also bet that the mood is set; he would turn on colored lights, probably red, purple, or pink and the audio's quality would be perfect while you're having your private concert. Usually, it's the middle of the night when you two would get this feeling (about two times a month) to jam to music in a hardcore way. You guys would mimic playing the electric and bass guitar while shouting the lyrics. You would call each other out for a fake guitar solo and host a sing-off for the chorus, and in the end, the two of you would just drop to the floor and lay there for a couple of minutes, trying to calm your racing heartbeats.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Nicholas, watch the counter! Don't knock down the glasses!" You raised your voice so your boyfriend is able to hear your warning words despite the loud music.

"No can do baby, I'm having a dance-off right now!" He replied sassily and winked at you. "You should be singing though, angel." He added with a laugh and danced closer to you.

"...Or do you want me to challenge you for a sing-off, hmm?" He leaned in with a grin.

[𝐘𝐔𝐌𝐀!] 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐬, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬; Yuma is playful but a heck of a competitor at the same time, so you had to adjust to his "I'll race you to the end of the road" moments. (Just imagine basically any place, he'll make it competitive — he's pretty quick and creative in that regard!) He likes to keep everyone around him on their toes, never bored or feeling left out. But pillow fights also come to him naturally, more than anything else. He preaches every time that he'll be gentle... In the beginning he is, but easily gets carried away with the number of his weapons, a.k.a the pillows. But at the end of the day, it's just a soft, squishy cushion, right? It can't hurt you that much, he claims. Also, his all-time habit is trying to scare/surprise you with throwing a cushion in your face whenever you visit him, or if you two arrive home together he's already running to attack you. He succeeded the first few times when he tried, but now he thinks you're too good at catching on, and deciphering his actions before he could land the blow. He's a bit grumpy every time his action fails, but he never gives up and will try again very soon!

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Yuma? Where are you?" You called out to your boyfriend who seemed to disappear suddenly after he opened the door for you.

You stood still for a bit, looking around and trying to notice if something was amiss around his apartment. But there was nothing, only silence.

You took off your shoes and coat and walked to the living room, to the back of the couch and there you saw a glimpse of your silly boyfriend's hair.

With a swift movement, you dropped your coat onto Yuma's head and he let out a scream in surprise.

"Bae! You scared me to death!" He said, after realizing it was you. "I just can't win." He huffed.

[𝐉𝐎!] 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬; Jo is very artistic but he likes to include his loved ones in his works or interest in this field because he believes that's the best way to enjoy hobbies. If he's good at painting he'll definitely bring you along in a way you'll have fun too. Experience painting or just general art classes are his invitations into an artist's thoughts. He's shy and reserved, and isn't that good with words, especially putting his feelings into those, but his acts of service always mean much more than his spoken speech. Sometimes in these classes Jo would be your teacher and helper instead of the instructor; he would sit much closer to you than usual and would keep his eyes on you and your painting progress, rather than his. Immediately, without asking he would hop in and help you, take paint from his palette, and maybe at the end of the class he wouldn't even finish his canvas because he was so focused on yours. But what can you do? He was so occupied, it would've been a shame to disturb him.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Jo, it's okay, I'll ask the instructor for more paint, you don't have to give me yours." You whispered, trying to calm him down, since in the past minutes Jo was too focused on helping you out with the artwork, rather than following everyone else — and the two of you were getting some glances across the studio.

He was kindly leaning onto your side and painting instead of you, just because your green paint had run out.

He was doing it so smoothly, and as he left each feathery brush stroke it got you glued to his work as well, but you knew you guys will be in trouble soon.

"I'll ask them for more paint after I finish this side, but I don't want you to fall behind." He mumbled while almost leaning into your shoulder and a small smile found its way to your lips by his considerate actions.

[𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐀!] 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝/𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞; Harua is someone who appreciates closeness with true friends, family and his significant other more than anything. Quality time with his loved ones gives him a lot of positive energy, and he especially likes spending time outside; but still privately. So these hidden areas in a forest, a lake, or a mountainous place make him feel like stopping time and just looking around, adoring the moment. He would enjoy quietly but would capture every second with his eyes and plant it into his memories forever. Both of you would search for these peaceful places and moments, and every time one would lead the other while holding hands, indulging in the scenery, and taking nature photos. And after finding the place it would always end with you two staying there for hours.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Keep it up, Rua! We're almost there, I recognize this passage!" You lightly dragged your boyfriend after you, deeper into the forest to find the hideout you saw not long ago.

Harua was a bit behind you, walking at a slower pace, hence the reason you held his soft hand and guided him after you.

But a moment later he stumbled ahead and bumped his leg with yours, so both of you had to stop sharply to not lose your balance.

"No need to rush, we have time." He looked down at you, holding your arms in a comforting way as you two came to a halt, and gave you his bunny smile.

[𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈!] 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐢𝐭; Taki is someone who likes to goof around and he has a very playful nature. You weren't sure at first how it came to be like this, but it was fun, and at the end of the day Taki's goal was to always have fun. It would start with him complaining about chores, then trying to put the blame and the work on you, then eventually you guys would just start to bet on it like a game, and then bet by random board games who gets to do the dishes, or tidying up around the house. When the others heard about it — his members, or family —, they were a bit skeptical and confused at first but it worked perfectly for the two of you. After one of you lost, the other kept an eye on them to make sure they do their job without cheating. Sometimes helping was allowed, but only at special occasions. He would be a bigger tease than you, but you wouldn't mind because the second he sees you struggling he would hop in and lose his strict persona. On the other hand, you would give him a harder time, watching him silently and sometimes sneakily where he doesn't see you, to guide him to be a bit more responsible, around you at least. Can't say the same thing for his members though.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Taki, did you wash the dishes yesterday? You lost 3 matches in Uno, so it was on you." You asked him while eating lunch, a couple of his members were around as well.

"What? Taki washing dishes? Impossible." Maki rolled his eyes playfully as he heard your question, Harua eagerly nodding his head beside him.

"Well, jokes on you, because I did wash the dishes. I only do it for my girlfriend though." Taki straightened his back proudly and stuck his tongue out to his unlucky members for a second.

[𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈!] 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬; If he wants to, Maki can immerse himself in any type of media and genuinely enjoy it, naturally sharing it with his loved ones too. So he started this trend among the two of you and you caught on pretty quickly. He was extremely bored one day and was surfing through the TV channels when he found a gem like this, and after watching the first 10 minutes he couldn't keep still; laughing and cringing at the same time. So, as the gentleman he is, he dragged you to watch it together with him. So imagine watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians, or British Love Island (or some kind of other speed dating reality show) and seriously discussing the participants' personalities and introductory videos together — after it turned out that you enjoy these disastrous shows as well. You already matched together pairs in the beginning, based on appearance or traits. You guys would be way too into it, no doubt, but would enjoy doing it so much. Maybe even make up dates for some couples or place yourself in the producers' shoes about what would you guys do differently. Or fantasize about applying yourselves and how would the two of you make it through the show. And when there's coupling in Love Island for example, perhaps you two would even go as far as making serious notes about predicting the couples.

𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨: "Okay, what's today's episode about?" Maki sat down beside you with a bowl of popcorn, beginning your daily activity for the evening.

The TV was on while any other light source in his room were turned off so you guys will focus only on the show. No distractions.

"Coupling." You looked him in the eye seriously and with a swift movement you pulled out both of your notepads to predict the couples.

He took the notepad with his pen, nodded sharply, and started jotting down names — which later you'll briefly discuss before watching the episode.

➪ 𝐀/𝐍.: I loved writing this, this was so easy, cute and lighthearted! If I get new ideas I'm planning to write more of these in the future!

➪ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 【𝐌 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐋 𝐈 𝐒 𝐓】 !

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cheerleader reader x basketball nicho would be so cute and 2000s 😭🤭

Hello! That is so cute! I took a while to get an idea for this but I got there in the end. I hope you like it! <3 (I just realized I suck at synopsises so. . . deal with that LOL)

Leave a comment or repost if you like it! It gives me motivation to go on!

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Good Luck Kiss - &Team Nicholas

Synopsis: 2 years you have been a cheerleader. 2 years of supporting the local basketball team and 2 years of friendship with 8 very nice girls. It was nice being popular, having attention on you and being able to be a part of the squad.

Meanwhile Nicholas had spent the last three years in the school's basketball team. He is popular, the star player, charming, intelligent and every girl's dream boy. He has dated a fair amount of girls in the past years but now he has his eyes on you.

Warnings: fluff, little bit of angst, strangers to friends to whatever it is they become, two clingy teenagers, bullying, swear words, EJ, Jo and Yuma make a cameo.

Word Count: 4099 (I went way overboard but I had fun with this so whatever)

The time ticks by slowly. You look up at the clock in the classroom, waiting desperately for the bell to ring so you can leave this dreadful place and make your way down to the Gymnasium to practice cheers for the upcoming basketball game this Friday.

Professor Kwon is a very boring individual. You're sure he has given the same lessons over and over so he now knows exactly what to say and how to say it. The man is old, you give it to him, but it's not an excuse to teach this way. You had learned nothing from him so far.

The bell finally rings, students pack their things in record-time and leave the classroom in a rush. You do too, making sure not to leave anything behind and text your friend Minji that you're going down to the Gymnasium now.

Looking down at your phone, you're unaware of the boy in front of you until you accidentally bump into him. You're about to tumble to the ground when two hands grab your shoulders to balance you.

"I'm so sorry--"

"Are you okay?" Looking up, you're met with two concerned dark eyes. You gulp, realizing the boy you had just ran into is the one and only Wang Yixiang or Nicholas how he likes to call himself.

For a moment you're frozen. This boy is popular, everyone knows and adores him for a reason. He is the star-player of the basketball team, a year older than you, and basically perfect. You take a breath and nod at him.

"I'm good, thank you." You reply, trying to keep your nervous heart from leaping out of your chest. Nicholas smiles down at you.

"You sure?"

"I am." You reply a bit more confidently. Nicholas takes his hands off of your shoulder, he squints his eyes at you and looks you up and down.

"I know you." He says.

"That would be highly unlikely." You reply, trying your best to ignore the stares you're getting. Nicholas seems unbothered by the many people eying you too, he must be used to it.

"No, I do." He thinks for a moment before he snaps his fingers. "You're in the cheerleading squad." He knows?! "I saw you last game, two buns in your hair and pompons in both your hands.

"That's me." You reply, shyly. He actually knew you?

"I'm Nicholas." He holds his hand out for you to shake. You supress the urge to say 'I know' and simply shake it.

"y/n." You reply. "I have practice now, so--"

"Oh, yeah, of course. Have fun, y/n." You nod and walk past him. The moment you're sure you're out of his view, you start running and don't stop until you're in the Gymnasium.

"Minji! Minji!" You yell and run towards the girl you had been friends with since you both joined the cheer squad. "You never guess what happened!"

"You talked to the Wang Nicholas." She giggles at your dumbfounded expression. "Lia saw you two and decided to tell anyone." You blush a little at the thought, luckily no one can see you.

"Come on, girls. Practice!" Lia, head-cheerleader, says. You drop your bag and run over.

***

"I'm telling you, Yuma, I'm not crazy." You say when you sit next to him during lunch the next day. You have known Yuma since you were kids.

"Not crazy, obsessed." Yuma replies, annoyedly. He had to hear you rant about Nicholas for the past twenty minutes while you're watching him play basketball. "Look, I know every girl has a crush on that guy but what does he have that I don't have?"

"He's tall, has skills in everything but especially basketball, he is charming and cute but handsome at the same time, he's really sweet and--"

"Okay! Enough! I am that too!"

"You?" You ask him. "Tall?"

"Ok, everything except that." Yuma replies, defeatedly.

"You're also not the kindest to new people." You point out.

"I mean, why would I? I'm not some charity."

"You hate sport and would rather hang lazily on the couch than move." You tell him.

"I like to dance." Yuma defends himself. "I'm handsome and charming."

"Says who?" You ask but see his glare so you decide wisely to stop teasing him. "Fine, you get that." Yuma smiles in victory.

"Why don't you go talk to him if you like him so much?" Yuma asks, pointing at the boy who just scored in the net again.

"He's older, I don't think he really wants a younger nerd to talk to him."

"A nerd?" Yuma asks. "Y/n, you fail almost all classes."

"Shut up." You snap. Yuma smirks.

"Fine, then I'll go." He stands up, your eyes widen.

"Yuma? Where are you-- YUMA!" Too late. . . he's gone already. Yuma confidently walks up to the basketball team and tries to get between them to talk to Nicholas. You pull the hood of your hoodie over your head and keep your head low so you won't be recognized. You wait but suddenly hear someone yell. You look over.

"Get lost, rat!" One of the basketball players, Chan, snaps at Yuma. When the boy doesn't bother to move, Chan continues. "Get the fuck out of my view or I'll make you, you little pathetic fat chipmunk!" He punches Yuma.

That's it!

You stand up and stalk over quickly, standing in between him and Yuma. Your eyes are dark and hold the most dangerous glare. If looks could kill . . . Chan would be six feet under.

"Get out my way, you little--"

"You little what, Chan?" You ask back, standing your ground with your arms crossed over your chest. "You better watch out with what you're saying or I will personally make sure you will never have children, ever." You threaten, moving to the side a little. "Say sorry to my friend, now."

"What?" Chan asks and scoffs.

"Go one, apologize."

"You're both pathetic!"

"Chan!" Nicholas' stern voice sounds. "Apologize to the boy, now." Somehow this makes enough difference for the asshole to turn to Yuma and mumble a soft apology before walking away. You shake your head and sigh, turning to Yuma.

"Are you okay?" You ask, softly. Your voice much different from the way you had just threatened Chan.

"I don't need your help, y/n." Yuma breathes out and looks down. "But, thank you anyway, I'm fine." You smile at him and huff.

"You're welcome. Let's get you checked up." You put your arm around Yuma's shoulder and walk together inside to visit the school nurse.

***

Yuma was fine except for the bruise that is slowly forming on his right cheek throughout the day. You feel bad for him but are secretly glad it didn't get worse than that. You have an hour before practice starts so you walk outside to study a little with fresh air.

You sit down on your jacket which you had laid down on one of the grass patches outside and take out your books. Some papers fall out which remind you of the homework you're supposed to make. You quickly take out a pen and start answering the history questions. Someone sits down on the grass next to you.

"You're a great friend." You recognize the voice and look up to see Nicholas stare off into the distance. "It was great how you stood up for that little boy." You had thought it was Minji but this is better.

"I would always stick up for my friends, unfortunately men only listen to other men and don't take women seriously." You reply, looking back down to continue answering the questions.

"Chan is the only one who would bully someone else. I wanted to kick him off the team last year but his father owns a part of the school, coincidentally that part is the Gymnasium so. . . I couldn't." You hum, frowning at your questions. "It's not often I'm ignored."

"Get used to it, the world is full of surprises." You answer. Nicholas laughs at your half-hearted joke. You unconsciously smile too, his laugh is addictive and very cute. You hadn't had the chance to hear it yet.

"Need help with your homework?" You look at him. "I thought you looked a bit lost."

"I do." You admit. "I don't even remember what I ate for breakfast, let alone what happened centuries before I was born." Nicholas looks down at your paper and smirks.

"The second world war wasn't centuries before you were born." He comments. "I bet your grandparents could tell you stories about it."

"My grandparents are dead." Silence. Maybe it was a mood-killer, bringing up your dead grandparents, but you didn't care too much.

"I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for? Did you kill them?" Nicholas tries his best not to laugh at your accusation.

"No."

"Then don't apologize."

"I wanted to show you my condolences."

"I don't need pity."

"I wasn't--" He closes his eyes for a moment and sighs. He reopens them and shakes his head. "You have practice later, right?"

"I do." You reply.

"Practicing for the game this Friday?" He asks, knowingly.

"Yes." You look up from your papers and smile at him. "Lia wants everyone to do perfect which stresses everyone out. It feels like we're playing the game, not you."

"I know a lot about being stressed." Nicholas admits.

"You're captain, right?" He shakes his head.

"God no." He looks down. "Co-captain."

"Then who--?"

"EJ." He replies. "He strained his ankle two weeks ago and still can't properly walk on it. I will have to be captain this Friday and it freaks me out."

"I bet you'll do great." You tell him. He looks at you, you nod.

"Nicho!" You both look up to see EJ, Nicholas' best friend and apparently captain of the basketball team, stand in front of you. He wears a beige cardigan and glasses. He looks rather nerdy. "Practice starts in five."

"On it." He stands up and looks down at you with a soft smile. "See you later, Giggles."

"Giggles?" You ask back, confused.

"It's your new nickname, get used to it." You shake your head but smile as you watch him walk away. EJ follows him slowly. You see a clear limp in the boy's walk. Poor EJ.

***

You are currently listening to some music while waiting for Yuma to show up so you can have a talk with him. It takes much longer for him to arrive than what you're used to. You hum along to the new hit 'toxic' (this is my attempt at making this 2000s lol). Your phone buzzes, signalling that you have a new message.

From Yum: I did it! Meet me in the Gymnasium now!

You frown but get up regardless. You walk through the school and throw the doors to the Gymnasium open. The basketball team is currently practicing with a very frustrated EJ yelling instructions towards them. You see some girls swooning over some of the boys and ultimately Yuma who waves you over. You sit down next to him.

"What are we doing here? I thought we were gonna get ice cream?"

"I did this for you, bestie." Oh no. Yuma only uses that nickname when he either wants something from you or apologizes for something.

"And what exactly did you do?"

"I found a reason for you to be here and have more conversations with your crush--"

"He's not my crush." You reply.

"I didn't name any names yet you knew who I was talking about, that's suspicious." He squints his eyes at you while you roll yours.

"Seriously, what are we doing here?" You ask again, feeling a bit uncomfortable. Yuma sighs and points at one of the players.

"See him? The tallest one?"

"Yeah?" You ask back, unsure to where this is going.

"He's the youngest in the team, his name is Jo and he's in my class. I started a conversation with him during science and he invited me to watch practice. He'll come with us afterwards to get ice cream. Maybe you can invite Nicholas."

"Sneaky." You admit it, it's a good plan. Yuma smirks at you and continues to watch practice.

"5 minutes everybody!" EJ screams and hands water bottles to everyone.

"You're doing great, Jo." Yuma tells his new friend as he sits down in front of them. "This is y/n by the way, I told you about her."

"Hi." The boy replies. He seems shy.

"Nice to meet you." You reply, smiling kindly. The two boys begin to talk, you only pay half attention to what they're saying.

"Look at you, stalking me." Nicholas jokes, sitting down next to you.

"You came to me last time, remember?" You ask back.

"Touché." You look at Yuma who nudges you to ask him. You sigh and decide to just go for it.

"Yuma, Jo and I are getting ice cream after practice. . ." Nicholas hums to let you know he's listening before gulping down his water. "Would you like to come?" He closes the now empty bottle and thinks about it for a moment.

"Sure."

You are taken aback. You hadn't expected him to actually agree to you. You smile and nod. Internally you're thanking Yuma for this one.

"I have to go back practicing, wait 30 minutes and we're done." You nod and watch him return to the field. Jo follows him and you turn to Yuma.

"Did that just. . ."

"Mhm, he said yes." Yuma replies, sounding just as shocked as you feel. "I'm amazing." He mumbles.

"I can't believe he actually said yes."

"I'm the new Cupido." Yuma mumbles again.

"I mean, he literally said 'wait for me'."

"I should start a business. A Cupido business."

"Now you're going too far." You tell Yuma who accepts this and returns to concentrate on the practice.

***

After 20 minutes more practice and 10 minutes of showering and getting dressed again, the four of you walk in the park only 4 minutes away from the school. Yuma and Jo walk in front of you and Nicholas. They are talking about Star Wars and stuff like that.

"How did you ever become friends with those weirdos?" Nicholas asks, an amused smile plays on his perfectly shaped lips.

"Yuma and I know each other since kindergarten." You reply. "Our parents knew each other so we would hang out a lot. We always stayed together, even with different hobbies, classes and ages."

"I admire your determination to keep that friendship."

"How about you and EJ?" You ask back. "I believe I have seen you two together more times than I can count." Nicholas chuckles.

"We have been friends since childhood as well but we're the same age which makes all of this much easier." Nicholas admits. "We both joined the basketball team together. He didn't want to be captain but I managed to convince him."

"What flavours do you two want?" Yuma asks, standing in front of the ice-cream stand.

"Vanilla." Both you and Nicholas say at the same time. You look at each other and laugh. Yuma rolls his eyes.

"Basic bitches." He mumbles.

"I think it's cute." Jo replies. Yuma shakes his head.

"No, it really isn't." When all of you have your ice creams, you sit down on a bench. The song 'Bring me to Life' from Evanescence starts playing. You recognize it as your ringtone, you look at who's calling and decide to decline Minji for now.

"You like Evanescence?" Nicholas asks, smiling down at you.

"You do too?" You ask back.

"Oh yeah, it's great."

"Maybe you two should switch phone numbers so you can keep contact." Yuma suggests for you. He winks at you, you shake your head smiling.

"Good idea." Nicholas takes out his Nokia (again me attempting to make this more 2000s) and repeats his phone number so you can save it. You send a text so he has yours too.

***

You're currently practicing for tomorrow's Basketball game. All the girls are on edge because EJ and Nicholas had walked in 10 minutes ago to watch, something they never did. You couldn't help but feel like it was because of you.

Lia, who is known to have a massive crush on the basketball star, is a lot more strict today than ever before. You're glad when you can take a small break from her yelling. You walk over to the benches and look through your bag for your water bottle but can't seem to find it.

A water bottle is suddenly held up in front of you, you look up and see Nicholas smile down at you. You mumble a quick 'thank you' and take it, gulping down some of it.

"Lia seems worse than EJ." Nicholas comments, EJ lets out an offended 'hey'. You chuckle.

"She usually isn't like this." You reply to him, closing the bottle and handing it back to him. "She's just on edge." Nicholas opens the bottle and drinks from it himself. Your brain kind of shuts down at the sight.

"Because of the game tomorrow or because of us?" EJ asks, squinting his eyes at the beautiful girl behind you, giving instructions to some other cheerleaders.

"You." You breathe out. "You two are the problem."

"Well, I apologize." Nicholas says, you chuckle.

"y/n!" Lia says strictly. "Break's over."

"Wish me luck." You mumble to the two boys. Nicholas snickers at your words as you return to the middle of the Gymnasium.

You must admit it, cheerleading isn't as tough as basketball but it's still very energy-wasting. You're exhausted when practice is over. You plop down on the bench and lay down. Minji laughs at you.

"See you tomorrow, girly. You better be well-rested. You know how Lia is on games like those." She comments, picking her bag up from the floor.

"You would think that after two years, it would be easier." You say. "But it's harder." Lia chuckles and waves at you before walking out.

"If it matters, probably not, but you did great." Nicholas tells you. He smiles at your exhausted form.

"It matters." You reply.

"So, I see you tomorrow?" Nicholas asks, moving his head to the side like a cute puppy. You're absolutely melting but try not to show this.

"See you tomorrow." You agree and yawn. He chuckles and follows EJ outside. He's adorable.

***

Everyone is hyped. The game starts in less than an hour which means the entire school is on edge. You know this is an important game, it will determine whether your school goes to the finals or not.

You had gotten enough instructions from Lia who wanted everything to be perfect. The entire basketball team is practicing hard while you try to avoid everyone. You don't think you can take another comment from Lia or another person wishing you 'luck'.

You sit down on a small wall in front of the stairs inside. The hallways are pretty empty, most people have gone home until the game begins but you were asked to stay by Lia herself. Suddenly a very hasty Nicholas walks past you without recognizing your presence. He walks inside the janitors closet. You frown.

"Nicholas!" You hear someone scream. Jo walks into the hallway and runs over to you. "y/n, have you seen Nicholas? He walked away."

"What happened?" You ask, worriedly.

"He had a panic attack and ran out. I think being Captain weighs on him a lot." You look towards the janitor closet and hum.

"I'll go talk to him, you go back and make sure everyone stays seated. Win some more time if you need." Jo nods and runs back towards the Gymnasium. 30 more minutes before the game begins which means people already enter to come watch. Luckily no one passes this hallway.

You get up and walk over towards the janitor closet. You lift your hand and knock three times. No answer. You try again, knocking three times. Lia appears by your side.

"Is he in there?" She whispers, you nod. "Nicholas?" You smile, happy she comes to help. "Hey, whatever happened, nobody would blame you." Nothing. "Nicholas?" She looks at the time. "You try, I'll go back and keep people calm." She walks back hastily. 25 more minutes.

"Nicholas?" You ask softly. The door opens immediately, a hand pulls you inside before the door closes behind you again. You gasp at the actions. Nicholas leans against the door with his back, his breathing quick.

"I can't do it. I'm not a leader." He tells you. You shake your head. Walking closer as he keeps rambling about how he can't. You cup his cheeks in your hands, shutting him up. "I can't." He whispers.

"Then who will?" You ask softly. Nicholas frowns at you. "If you won't lead them, who will? You're not going to give that responsibility to Chan who would fuck you over in two minutes. You won't give it to Jo because he's young and wouldn't be able to handle the pressure so, who will?"

"I--" He stops himself. Nicholas thinks about your words carefully, he looks down.

"I'm not saying you have to take all responsibility, you don't have to do this alone. A leader works with the team, Nicholas. Your members are there to help you. Leaders don't lead from the front but push from the back."

"How come you know?" He asks, voice shakily.

"Do you think Lia calls all the shots by herself? You think she is some wonder woman who can keep eight girls in check? No. She has us." You reply. "Sure she leads and makes us stronger but the thing is, a leader dynamic doesn't work without its members."

Nicholas nods softly, visibly calming down a little.

"You're not alone out there this evening, Nicholas." You tell him. "There's twelve other boys out there ready to help you with winning."

"You're right, I'm being a bit silly." You chuckle.

"Aren't we all sometimes?" You ask, smiling. You're about to take your hands off his cheeks but he grabs them with his own and holds them against him.

"Want to give me some luck?" He asks, smiling down at you with the confidence he usually has.

"Sure, how?"

"A good-luck kiss." He suggests. You stare at him, his smirk tells you he knows exactly how fast your heart is beating and how pink your cheeks become.

"A. . ." You clear your throat. "A good-luck kiss?" You ask.

"Mhm." Nicholas hums, leaning down with a grin on his face. "A good luck kiss." He confirms. You lean forward and give him a very quick peck on his lips. You try to walk past him so you can leave but his arms wrap around you.

"Nicholas!" You squeal, laughing at his antics.

"That was mean." He pouts, holding you against him, his two strong arms secured around your waist. You can't get away, you smile.

"I gave you what you wanted." You say, teasingly.

"That wasn't a kiss!" He says, disappointedly. "I want a real kiss! A movie kiss! A kiss so I can remember the shape and taste of your--"

You interrupt him by pressing you lips against his. Your arms wrap around his neck as he pulls you impossibly closer against him. You feel your heart leap in your chest, your lips move against his slowly.

Somehow, his thumb rubs circles over your waist while your hands play with the hair in the nape of his neck. You feel lucky yourself, his strong hold on you gives you butterflies as if he's afraid you'd disappear if he doesn't. The feeling of his lips is soft, like cushions and the taste is rather sweet, just like you expected.

It's flawless.

You pull away from each other. Your heart beats so loud, you're afraid he will hear it. You stare at him and see him pant just like you're doing.

"That was a real kiss." Nicholas tells you, smiling.

"Don't you have a game to play?" You ask, smirking at him. His eyes widen and he turns around to open the door. He grabs your hand and pulls you through the hallway towards the already-full Gymnasium. You two enter, he stops and looks around, worry in his eyes.

"You're gonna do great." You say, smiling. "I'm right there to support you, it's kind of my job." Nicholas smiles too. You lean up and kiss his cheek. "Go win the game." He smiles brightly and runs over to his team. Cute.

#&team #&team fluff #&team scenarios #&team drabbles #&team imagines #&team nicholas #&team nicholas fluff #&team nicholas imagine #wang nicholas

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