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something you should know | l. juyeon

🖤 pairing: bff!juyeon x fem!reader 🖤 wc: 1'887 words 🖤 synopsis: juyeon comes home crying, but it doesn't end up in the way you thought it would. 🖤 genre: angstish at first, then fluff 🖤 tw: a big one; badly written 🖤 a/n: hi pals! merry Christmas to the ones who are celebrating it, i hope you're having a great time with your loved ones! <33 i really tried my best to write something to keep the account alive because i don't want it to go to waste, I'm still so attached to it... i hope you're gonna like it despite my absence, i can't promise you that I'll be back on here soon! I'm still pretty exhausted and unmotivated, but I'll still come to say something for the new year, don't worry!! love y'all, take care <3

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The door gently slams shut, and you close the book you had in your hands before placing it down on the coffee table, head resting on the armrest as you stretched your toes to try and reach the other end. You groaned and let out a heavy breath when your best friend appeared in the doorframe, a weary, sad look painted on his face.

"Hi, Ju," you whispered after stifling a yawn more quickly than you had intended to as you noticed that something was wrong. "'Sup," his voice was joyless, and it made you frown.

This was unusual...

He drops his bag in the corridor before entering the living room, pushing the coffee table forward and plopping on the floor, head at the same level as your stomach. You retracted your legs and hummed, trying to lure him to get on the couch instead, but he refused.

Your heart skips a beat in worry as he throws his head back in a sigh heavy with emotions, craning his neck to try and find a surface to rest on. You shifted, and he lets out a light hum of satisfaction as the back of his head rests against your side.

"Is everything okay?" you whisper, and you're met with silence, noticing that your best friend's eyes were closed, his jaw tightening at your question. "Not really," his deep voice eventually echoed in the room as it was filled with distress, making you sit up and slide down on the floor next to him, your back against the couch. His mouth twitched in a very brief smile as your knees touched, his Adam apple going up and down as he was trying not to let any emotion show on his face.

You give him a gentle, reassuring smile, shifting to the side to press your hand on his shoulder, "you can tell me anything if you need it. You know I'm here for you," you mumbled, and he nodded, jaws jolting as he desperately tries to remain stoic.

Juyeon deeply breathes in and clears his throat, wiping his clammy palms on the fabric of his black Adidas sweats. He looks to the side opposite yours, clearly avoiding your eyes to hide his pursed, quivering lips, knowing that it would worry you even more. And that's something that he didn't want to see. At least, not now.

"Can-" his voice broke, and he swallowed thickly, taking a deep breath in, "sorry, can you give me a hug? No, one of your head massages, please? I think I really need one right now, they're so relaxing," his voice was above a whisper, and you immediately agreed, your hand not leaving his shoulder as you crawl back on the couch, Juyeon's back resting in between your legs. "Sit a bit lower- there you go, perfect. Are you comfortable?" you asked, and he hummed, the side of his head resting against your inner thigh. He sighs in relief as you work your fingers through his hair, wrapping his arm around your calf, finding solace in this form of physical touch.

You had scraped him off the ground after he came back to your shared apartment, unconsolable and face drenched with tears as he had just gotten into a fight with his parents over his choice of career. They wanted him to become a lawyer or something that 'paid well', arguing that he could keep dancing as a hobby. But Juyeon didn't want that. He wanted to keep dancing in the streets till he got recognised and scouted by a company.

And that's exactly what happened, and now he was a famous dancer in your town, attending worldwide-recognised competitions, earning a good amount of cash prize at each victory. And after that fight, you had consoled him, held him tight in your arms till he fell asleep, your hands working in his hair as you tenderly massaged his scalp. Since then, whenever he was feeling lethargic or depressed, he always asked for your head massages, helping him go to sleep and forget about his sorrow.

You stayed in silence for a few minutes, your hand still working in his hair as you feel him grow heavier against your leg. It was working like magic, he felt more relaxed, but he couldn't prevent the tears from escaping from his eyes, out of pure exhaustion. A frown appeared on your face as scattered wet patches grew on the bottom part of the right leg of your sweatpants, hand falling on his shoulder to shake him.

"Ju? Why are you crying?" you mumbled, and he just weakly shrugged with a big sigh, mentally cursing himself for not wiping them sooner. He crouched up and plopped himself down next to you, his head falling on your lap.

Pushing some jet-black strands of hair away from his eyes, you loved the intimacy that you were currently sharing, yet you hated the sight of your best friend's eyes turning glossy with tears and staring into the void as you tried to make him speak up and get his problems off his chest. He closed his eyes as you started stroking his scalp again, your fingers hitting all the tensed nerves that were making him act this type of way.

Soon enough, his eyes fluttered close, and his breathing pattern became more regular, happy that he was relieved from a part of his suffering now that he was asleep. In his slumber, Juyeon turned to the side to face your stomach, his arms wrapping around your middle as he sighed in content when his subconscious self felt your hand linger in his dark locks, playing with the spikey hair of his light undercut.

You observed your best friend with a comforting smile painted on your face as if you wanted it to be the first thing he'd see when he'd open his eyes. Even if your mind screamed not to do it, you couldn't resist the temptation of trailing your hand lower, going from his scalp down to his face. Caressing his high cheekbones, the tip of your forefinger followed the shape of his thin nose, feeling the soft, dampened skin under the pad of your finger.

Juyeon heavily breathed as you followed along his jaw, digits hovering above his cupid bow, hesitating to feel his lips as his philtrum was tickling them due to not shaving for a few days. His lips just looked so pretty, feeling happy and complete when they were on your forehead or temple, the rare occasions where your best friend showed physical affection.

You quickly retracted your hand as Juyeon shuffled, "Y/N," he grunted, head moving to try and find another more comfortable spot on your lap. "Yes, I'm right here," you whispered, and Juyeon held you tighter, nose nuzzling further against your side and digging inside your shirt. "Ksfhgfyou," he mumbled in the fabric, and you giggled, flattening your top to free your best friend's face. "What did you say?" you smiled, and he drowsily grunted, feeling disturbed by how shaky you got since you started laughing. "I love you," he mumbled again, and you immediately froze on your spot, his three words acting like a cold shower on you.

What did he just say?

"W-What?" your eyes opened wide, and your jaw fell, expecting everything from him but this. Your heart started hammering faster in your chest, and your whole body felt hot, the surprise and excitement washing over your body like a tidal wave.

Juyeon opened one eye to look at you, gauging your reaction. He could tell that you were excited, but he just wanted to make sure that his exhaustion wasn't making him hallucinate and hear wrong things.

"I... love you?" he said, more hesitantly, swallowing thickly after clearing his throat.

He loved you.

It took you a few long seconds to answer, your mind too clouded by many thoughts. All those times that you spent together, laughing and taking care of the other, weren't just a best friend thing? How long has it been going for? Since the beginning? Since last year, when you surprised him with your presence at his key competition, the important one, which would decide if he was good enough to be the dancer he had always dreamt to become?

"Y/N... Please say something, the silence is getting too loud," Juyeon whined as he hoisted himself up on one arm, his warmth on your lap immediately bringing you back to your senses.

Smiling brightly, you cradled his cheeks with both hands and looked in his big doe eyes that you loved so much, your thumbs caressing the remaining of the dry, salty tears on his cheeks. He was about to speak again when you pressed your lips against his, closing your eyes as you felt yourself ascending. They felt so soft and plush against yours, you immediately melted into the kiss as he wrapped his arm around your middle.

Your mouths still dancing together, he gently pushed you down, your body lying in the same position as when he walked through the door. His hand rested at the back of your head as it rested against the armrest, Juyeon positioning himself between your legs. The proximity you shared with him was enough to make you shiver, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him close.

Pulling away for oxygen, your eyes fluttered shut as you breathed in deeply, his sudden confession and the amazing kiss you've just shared making you struggle to breathe correctly and had your heart beating faster. Juyeon kissed your eyelids as you gently gasped for air, his nose nudging some hair strands that were landing in your eyes.

Once you reopened them, you smiled at each other, Juyeon diving back down to press his lips against yours in a soft kiss before pulling away, rubbing your noses together.

"I love you too," you breathed, and his sadness had vanished after he heard those few words, his mouth lingering on your forehead before retracting himself to rest his head on your stomach, his large hands resting on your sides as yours were on his head, again.

"I wish I had confessed earlier," he admitted, voice sending vibrations through your body, butterflies erupting in your stomach. "I think I fell in love with you when you jumped into my arms the day of your exam results," your mouth fell open as it happened almost two years ago, your hand stopping in his hair in surprise.

You cleared your throat, tilting your head for Juyeon to notice it and look up at you, "Ju, let's make it up for the lost time. We should catch up those two years that we could've spent as a couple," you declared and smiled as he upheaved himself on his hands on each side of you, looking at you with stars gleaming in his eyes. You internally laughed as he couldn't stay in a position, always in the need to look at you when he talked.

"You're right. What should we start with, then?" He asked. Smiling, you caressed his cheek, and he moved his head to kiss your palm, "Kiss me as if we spent those last two years apart," you mumbled, and he didn't need to be asked twice, diving on your lips again.

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ROSY?? ROSY?? YOU ARE BACK?? HOW HAVE YOU BEEN AHHH, MISSED YOU <3

hi lisa!

i missed you too, i’m sorry for disappearing this suddenly… my presence here is quite temporary because i struggle to write anything romantic or happy, and i don’t want to ruin the mood here by writing stuff about my insecurities or angsty things…

i hope you’re taking care of yourself darling :)

#lisa 🍭#lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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more than friends ? | s. eric

pairing: neighbour!eric x fem!reader wc: 2.8k words synopsis: you're kinda feeling down in your bedroom, but your mom comes in to tell you something that will make you feel a bit better. genre: fluff, angst, a bit cliché, comfort, self-indulgent tw: the reader is not doing her best mentally, she's lonely and insecure.

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Headphones glued to your ears, you didn’t hear your mother frantically knock on your bedroom door and call your name.

“Y/N, I know you hate us coming in without knocking, but you couldn’t hear me,” she said as you jumped when you saw the door swinging open, removing your set from your ears after pausing the episode you were watching. Your mother’s eyebrows slightly furrowed as she noticed the frown on your face but didn’t raise it, leaning her hand on your desk.

“I just saw Eric leaving his house as I was taking out the trash, he asked me to tell you that he’s going to the beach to chill with some friends, and you are more than welcome to tag along,” she explained, and you nodded, not showing a lot of enthusiasm, much to her dismay.

A few months ago, your former neighbours had to move out because of the father’s job abroad, welcoming another family into their home instead. They were quiet and nice, the son frequented the same college as yours and was legitimately a bundle of energy which was quite your opposite.

“I don’t feel like hanging out with anyone right now,” you emotionlessly said after sighing deeply.

“I know that you’re disappointed since you discovered that your friends betrayed you, but that doesn’t mean everybody will be fake and abandon you!” your mother exclaimed, and you just shrugged.

"You never know, not everyone has a kind heart. And it seems like I’m stupidly naive enough to be friends with toxic people without intending it,” your mother sighed at your stubbornness, but she didn’t insist. She knew that you were already suffering enough to be alone, feeling loved by no one. She kissed your temple and gently rubbed your back, telling you that she allowed you to join Eric and his friends if you wanted to, before leaving your room.

Groaning in frustration as the episode you were watching was the last, you closed your computer screen and stared at the logo, feeling jealous that all young adults around your age were having fun in groups while you were alone in your bedroom, your brother not even talking to you on the rare occasions he was home.

Walking to your closet, you lazily got out a swimsuit, quickly putting it on before covering yourself with a pair of sweatpants and a large t-shirt. You didn’t plan on going in the water, but maybe hanging out with people your age would get you out of your comfort zone and turn acquaintances into new friends. Or simply meet new people, because you were getting tired of the long process it was to become close with someone, only to end up disappointed by them in the end.

“Mom, I’m going!” you yelled from the entrance, and she hummed in response. “Have fun and be safe! Text me when you get there,” you promised her to be careful and walked out the door, following the pavement till you arrived at the beach.

You removed your light shoes from your feet and sunk them in the lukewarm sand, feeling at ease as the sound of the waves crashing on the ground reached your ears over the wind. Many groups of friends or couples were there, eating and laughing together. It made you feel even more like a loner, but you quickly chased this thought away by shaking your head, not wanting it to change your mind and force you to go home.

“Y/N! Over here!” you heard a bright, familiar voice in the distance, turning around as you involuntarily walked past your neighbour and his group of friends. A few of them raised their arms in the air to draw your attention, Eric visibly happy that you eventually decided to join them. He jogged towards you and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, his display of affection startling you.

“I’m so happy you’re here, it’s been so long since I last saw you! Come on, the water is still warm!” he said as he drew on your arm, but you answered negatively to his offer. “I don’t really want to get in the water Eric, I’m tired,” you explained, and Eric’s eyes widened, disheartened at your answer. “Are you sure you’re okay? Because Y/N saying no to going in the water, you must not feel good at all,” his face twisted into worry, but you offered him a tired smile. “I just have a lot going on right now, and it drains me out a lot,” you repeated, and you were happy that Eric didn’t pressure you into telling him what was wrong. “Okay… you can talk to me if you need it, I’ll gladly listen,” you thanked him and watched him hurry in the water with his friends.

“Hi,” you said with a slight smile as you sat on the sand next to Sangyeon, the only one you knew best aside from Eric, and he shifted on the picnic tablecloth to make some room for you. “Hi Y/N, thank you for coming. Eric was becoming very whiny since you weren’t showing up,” you almost lost your balance as you looked at him in bewilderment, your heart panging in surprise at his words, and Sangyeon confirmed them by a nod.

“Since that time you helped him take pictures for his Instagram, he won’t shut up about you and your skills,” he giggled, and you were surprised, to say the least, not really expecting your neighbour to enjoy your company that much.

“Well I’m glad I managed to make him happy,” you mumbled as you watched him and his friends acting like fools in the water, the sight tugging a smile on your face. You were tempted to join them, but for some reason, tonight felt different. You were too much in your thoughts to even consider having fun, going there was just an attempt on clearing your mind from everything.

“Y/N! Come have fun with us, please!” Eric whined from the water, slapping its surface in a groan as you negatively shook your head with a small, amused smile. He looked like a child throwing a tantrum, making Sangyeon next to you laugh. Kevin, Juyeon and Changmin joined the youngest in his sulk, encouraging you to change your mind.

“Ugh, fine,” you said as you stood up, the guys cheering when they saw you take off your shirt. You shook your head again, Sangyeon removing his as well. The sight of his bare, broad torso had your eyes widening and quickly turning your back to the beach, trying not to let any emotion show on your face.

You giggled as some of the guys whined and groaned in frustration when they saw their friend shirtless, comparing the size of their abs and biceps with him, while Eric was too busy silly dancing in the water as you arrived near him, his goofy attitude making you smile. He tried sprinkling some water on you with his fingers, but a quick, stern look was enough for you to make him stop.

“Keep doing that and I’m going home,” you warned, and Eric shook his head, immediately apologising. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop. But come on, don’t just wet your feet!” He whined, and you rested your hands on your hips, letting the small waves crash on your calves. “The water is a little bit cold if you didn’t notice, I’m just taking my time to come in,” you explained, and Eric got closer, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to pull you quicker in the water. “Wait, wait-” you said, but next thing you know, you were sunk in the ocean to the neck, feeling the freshwater surrounding your body. You hissed but smiled as your neighbour stood in front of you, offering you a piggyback ride.

“Hold on, Eric! Do you think Y/N would want to play at our game?” Changmin asked, and your neighbour immediately nodded, showing you how Younghoon let Chanhee sit on his shoulders, Sunwoo doing the same with Kevin, the two guys on top trying to push each other and lose balance to fall into the water.

“I think yeah! Okay Y/N, get on my shoulders!” Eric excitingly said, but you stopped him right before he sank in the water, his surprised face making you giggle. “Not to upset you or anything, but I don’t want to break your back,” you explained. “Come on Eric, she needs a strong man,” Sangyeon approached the two of you, a teasing look painted on his face as he emphasised the adjective, slightly nudging Eric away. Your neighbour grunted, and you rolled your eyes at their little game filled with testosterone. Eric swam towards Juyeon and jumped on his shoulders like he was as light as a newborn, the older feeling the aftermath of Eric’s weight on his body with a groan.

Sangyeon sunk in the water, and you wrapped your legs around his shoulders, the young man standing back up like he was carrying a feather. His strength surprised you, and you struggled to find your balance as he walked closer to Juyeon and Eric, who seemed determined to get you off his friend’s shoulders. Sangyeon’s hands gripped on your knees as you started to fight with Eric, giggling in anticipation as you could find yourself in the water in a matter of seconds.

However, this fight broke between Sangyeon and Juyeon as well, the latter trying to tickle his friend, giving you and Eric unstable foundations to fight. You still managed to push Eric in the water, earning cheers from Sangyeon and the rest of the group.

“Nice job, Y/N!” Sangyeon exclaimed as he squeezed your ankle, shyly thanking him right before the rest of the group started a water fight around you two. You shrieked as Sangyeon sunk underwater to get you off his shoulders, and both swim away from the fight. They all laughed as you thought you could reach the ground, but you disappeared underwater, lacking a few centimetres to be able to stand on your feet. You coughed out water as you involuntarily swallowed some, making you shiver at the saltiness of it as the boys giggled.

“Younghoon can barely touch the ground where you are, come back to us!” Sangyeon said, and you obeyed, the water fight now finished, leaving them exhausted and laughing at Eric, who tried to justify his defeat against you. “You can get your revenge next time we come here,” you said as you exited the water, feeling tiredness and hunger taking over your body.

You let out a groan of despair when you noticed that you had forgotten a towel to dry yourself, shivers starting to seize your body violently. The air was cool since it was already the evening, and you didn’t know what to do.

“Fuck,” you cursed under your breath, and Eric appeared next to you, a questioning look on his face. “What’s wrong?” “I forgot my beach towel at home,” you said as you started collecting your clothes and your small bag, sliding your wet feet in your shoes, ready to rush back home in the hope to get some warmth. Eric emitted a small noise of surprise and fumbled through his bag quickly as if he could find anything in his bag before you left.

It’s with surprise that you watched him withdraw a huge towel from his backpack, still wondering how he could fit it in his small sports bag.

“Here, take it,” he whispered before shoving it in your hands, watching him run back in the water. You didn’t have time to thank him that his whole body was back underwater, playing again with his friends as if nothing had happened.

You were too cold to refuse anything, so you wrapped the towel around your body after dropping your stuff back in the sand, sitting on the floor next to the calm figure of Sangyeon. He looked so peaceful and serene that you couldn’t help but envy happy, carefree people.

Bringing your knees to your chest, you were enveloped in Eric’s towel, watching the rest of the group enjoying themselves in the water as you smelt the comforting scent of his laundry. They were coming out of the sea one after the other, running to their towel as they were shivering. Once you felt dry enough to put your clothes back on, you stood up and rushed to the seaside with your friend’s towel as he sprung out of the water and huddled himself in the cotton fabric.

“I wish I had taken my own so you wouldn’t have to dry yourself with something so humid, I’m really sorry,” you apologised, but Eric just laughed, happy that you were taking care of him by vigorously rubbing his back.

“It’s okay Y/N, it’s nothing,” as guilt was starting to eat you, you offered him a saddened smile, which contrasted with the bright one that was decorating his lips, your hand on his back gently pushing him to go back to his friends in the sand.

“We’re gonna get pizzas,” Kevin said as you both arrived next to the group, “we would all love if you joined us,” he said while his eyes shifted to you, him smiling as you blinked a few times.

“Hum, sure!” you said, showing him the brightest smile you could as your mind was still surrounded by dark thoughts. Your heart felt warm in your chest, happiness sparkled in your brain, but for some reason, you weren’t able to show it, and you mentally cursed yourself for that.

When you were all sitting down in booths with pizza shoved in your mouths, you felt like your sorrow had reduced by half. You were seated between the wall and Eric, Juyeon and Sangyeon facing you two. The atmosphere was light as your stomach was starting to hurt at how much you were laughing. It felt almost right as if you were part of this group since the beginning.

You noticed that Eric was sometimes glancing at you just to see if you were okay, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw you with a bright smile on your face, his lips mimicking yours. Yes, bags under your eyes made you look exhausted, yet your neighbour still found you beautiful. Sangyeon and Juyeon exchanged knowing looks as Eric couldn’t tear his eyes off you when you were telling a story, his frank laugh echoing in the booth each time you told something funny.

Your happy mood slowly faded as the time to leave was getting closer, each going in separate ways, except for you and your neighbour. You still managed to have a slight smile on your lips as you were talking about everything and nothing, arriving too soon at the gate of your house.

“Thank you for offering me to join you, it’s really nice of you,” your voice trailed as you wrapped your fingers around one of the spikey metal bars of your gate, Eric’s smile almost illuminating the neighbourhood sunk in plain darkness. You felt like crying but thickly swallowed the lump in your throat, compensating your emotions with a smile. He pretended not to see your eyes slightly glistening more under the street light, but his heart cracked as you were battling with the demons inside your head in front of him, feeling as helpless as ever.

“We all love to have you around. I noticed that you tend to eat alone during lunch breaks at college, so if you see us, please free to join us, even if it’s just to hang out, okay? We’ll always be here, and you’ll never bother us,” you nodded and thanked him, eyes soon diverting to your house.

Eric’s hand lifted to rub your shoulder, and you stared back at him, his lips drawn in a gentle smile.

You took in a deep breath and smiled too, your heart fastening as you couldn’t keep eye contact. He smiled at your shy attitude and leaned forwards, pressing a gentle kiss on your cheekbone. You blinked a few times as you got startled by his actions, the tip of his ears going red as he took a step back, his hand scratching the back of his head.

“Goodnight Y/N, I'll see you soon,” he started walking backwards, and your heart fluttered weirdly inside your ribcage, feeling a new emotion.

As if he was slipping away from your fingers, you rushed back to him and wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, nuzzling your face against him. He remained shook but eventually wrapped his arms around your figure as you were about to pull away, humming the mix of your shampoo and the sea that fragranced your hair.

You felt both shy when you pulled away from the embrace, regret invading your heart as you wished it had lasted longer. You wordlessly waved at him before trotting back to your gate, slamming it shut as you rushed inside your house. Eric fondly smiled, feeling lucky that he was part of the reason for your growing happiness.

He couldn’t wait to see your gauge of joy at its maximum capacity, thanks to him.

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I don't know what happened but even so, I'm so sorry that it happened, I'm totally sure you didn't deserve it and please do not ever blame yourself for having high expectations in life, you deserve everything you want to get, expect good things it’s not a bad thing, again, I’m very sorry, I’m sorry that life is not at your level and that you end up hurt.

ughh )): I don't know what to say to make you feel better… I just really hope that everything gets better and clearer soon. Don’t forget that if you want to cry or scream you can do it, it’s okay to do it.

And If you happen to need anything you know where and how to find me. I love you, you are important to me 💗 I’m sending you the warmest hug and the best vibes in the whole world 💗

as much as it hurts, i had to learn to live with it... (im sorry im so depressing rn lol i apologise) i wish for brighter days too but it's hard to stay positive during times like those, but i promise you that im trying my hardest.

i love you so much mei, you make me feel so much better, I'm so grateful to have you, I really am 💖

#mei 💛#ily so so much mei :((#lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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fairyoftbz · 2 years

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hi baby,

I saw that you aren’t having your best moment and I honestly don’t know what to say to make you feel a little bit better but I want to remind you that my dms are open, whenever you want or need to get smth out of your mind you can do it there. I’m not the best at comforting but… maybe venting for a little could help somehow. I love you lots don’t forget that ♡

mei darling 🥺

i am grateful that you reached out to me, i think for once i'll take the offer and vent to you 💕 I'm already sorry in advance for what I'm gonna tell you... I'm absolutely disgusted by life those days, I have set such high hopes in life that I end up hurt and disappointed :(

i love you so much :( 💔 I wish I could give you a hug because you don't realise how much your message has applied balm to my heart 🥺

#mei 💛#at this point 'lovely' isn't enough you are an angel coming from above 🤍🤍#lovely moot 🥺��#answered

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fairyoftbz · 2 years

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eric ✷ voguepop

#mom i am so in love with him #he makes life a bit more bearable 🥺

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fairyoftbz · 2 years

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you got this rosy!! everything is only temporary anyways, so hopefully after this, things will turn out in your favor <3 stay healthy and safe ok!! <3

thank you lisa for your support <3 sadly my situation isn't temporary since it's a family issue (which makes me sometimes wonder why i was put on earth in the first place lol) but hopefully it's gonna go away when we're back home from holiday.

take care bub <33

#lisa 🍭#lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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fairyoftbz · 2 years

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how are you rosy🥺❤️

hi lisa!!

to be more than honest i’m… struggling lol

i’m a bit too much in my head and i can’t really find the motivation nor the strength to keep me happy yk…

but anyway!!! how are you love ? 🥰 i hope everything is going well for you!! 🫂💕

#lisa 🍭#you are an absolute angel yk that ? 🥺🥺#ily 🥺#lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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fairyoftbz · 3 years

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hey bby, how have you been? 💕 I miss you

hiii love !!

i miss you too, i hope you're taking great care of yourself 🥰❤

#joonyeon 🧚‍♀️✨🌷#lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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fairyoftbz · 3 years

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[ OCTOBER 6. ]

✉ to: rosy☀ rosy rosy !! hi hi hi i don't know if you've seen what i tagged you in but i'll be here every 6th of the month !! i hope you wouldn't be too bothered with that but you can always ignore this!! anyway, i hope you're taking care of yourself, resting as much as you need <3 i'm slowly making my way to your masterlist and i also hope you wouldn't mind me spamming you nsdkas i hope you're having a lovely day, ily! :]

♫ for rosy ☀

☺ to put a smile on your face: here ☺

omggg hiiii sunshine!! 🥰🥰

how could i ignore this, this is so sweet and precious, this is so adorable that you do this 🥺💕 sorry for answering so late btw, work's got me super busy !!

I try my best to take care of myself even if it's not easy those days, I'm super exhausted and sleep is not enough for me to feel better, but we keep going !! <3

spam me as much as you want, i really don't mind at all!! i hope you'll have a good time reading my fics :D

the song is so good and omg juyeon 🥺🥺 that just made me smile sm, he's so precious!! thank you sm :((

take care of yourself and i love you toooo!!!

#sunshine ☀✨#wooyoung-a #lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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fairyoftbz · 3 years

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WAAAA I LOVE YOUR THEME !!! ♡ ♡

thank youuu kriti <33 i tried to do something spooky for Halloween even if I won't be very active oops (‾◡◝)

#kriti 🐞🤍#lovely moot 🥺💕#answered

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fairyoftbz · 3 years

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never be you ✩ eric sohn

genre : angst, a lil suggestive

warnings : lil suggestive, cheating

word count : 1.3k >

lying on your bed with your best friend, parallel to him, your head resting just below his chest, you were deep in your thoughts. your eyes stared silently at the ceiling, only lit by the purple neon of your lamp, the tips of your fingers playing mechanically with the edge of your beer can. eric's hand was resting on your stomach, his fingertips sometimes brushing your skin, and you slowly turned your gaze on it. his warm hand looked so imposing next to yours, adorned with some rings that embellished it, although it is already perfect for you.

a sigh left the barrier of your lips, causing the future-to-be-married to turn his face to the top of your head. tomorrow was a big day for him : at the top of his twenty years, he had already found a pearl on his finger. which gave you a lot of hassle. « eric, can i ask you something? » — driven by alcohol, you suddenly spoke up, already regretting what was about to happen. no noise disturbed your peace. instead of going out to party with your friends before the wedding, you both had decided to spend the evening together, knowing full well that it would not be possible anymore in the future.

« yea, what's up? » — even his voice was captivating to you. you felt your heart squeeze in your chest, biting your bottom lip to keep the words from coming out. you didn't want your feelings to take over you : the latter, buried for years, could still have remained hidden. you were head over heels in love with eric. you were in love with his smiles, his mesmerizing eyes, his bad habits, his hands that seemed made to hold yours, his comforting words, his bad jokes.. everything made your heart beat inexplicably.

« are you sure you want to marry her? i mean.. you're still young, you have your whole life in front of you, you could wait a little longer before taking such a big step.. » — you finally stood up, finding yourself sitting cross-legged on your bed. finishing your drink in one go, you easily threw the can in your trash, trying to cover up the red dye on your cheeks with alcohol. you were afraid of losing him. to lose your evenings and your outings together, to lose your moments between just the two of you. nobody mattered more to you than eric, and everyone knew it.

« why are you asking me that? » — eric's answer got you out of your reverie. on his side, he was content to admire your face filtered by the purple light of your room. eric had always thought you were the most beautiful and the best person in this world, he esteemed you more than anyone : even his future wife didn't mean as much to him as you. so knowing that you were wondering about his marriage, piqued his curiosity. he knew he shouldn't be thinking what he was thinking right now, but it was stronger than him. trying to make sure you don't notice him too much, he approached you, causing you to pivot your angelic face to his.

« i just want to be sure you don't make any mistakes. » — your voice was weak when your eyes exploring every feature of his face that you knew by heart. you loved the way his eyes disappeared in crescents moon with each of his smiles, you liked the perfect curve of his jaw, his damn attractive pink lips.. but your weak point was undoubtedly the mole of his eye. nothing was more beautiful for you than this little detail that made eric's eyes bewitching.

suddenly, your best friend's hand landed on your cheek, catching your breath away. his fingers delicately traced the curve of your jaw, carefully watching your every reaction : eric knew full well that you were much weaker with him than with anyone else. a smirk painted his lips as he felt a chill graze your body to the tips of his fingers, confirming all too well the nature of your sudden questions. leaning his face towards yours, he came to lay a chaste kiss on your cheek, the latter shivering at the contact of the cold material of his engagement ring.

when he started to draw the curve of your jawline with kisses, you gently closed your eyes to avoid thinking that this was all a big mistake. « stop that eric, you're drunk. » — your words suddenly made him stop, but only because he approaches your ear, brushing your lobe with his lips : « you are the only one who drank tonight y/n. ». you were too in denial to admit that he was right, because he hadn't had a single drop of alcohol all night long. your hands clung — in spite of themselves, to the sheets of the bed, feeling a wave of shivers rush through your body. but you were probably much more disturbed by his engagement ring against your cheek, than anything else.

you had the impression that eric could read your mind, because his hand left your skin to end up between your two bodies. bringing two of his right fingers to his left ring finger, he grabbed his ring, looking up at you. his warm gaze seemed to pierce you, and you felt the ground give way under your body : eric sohn wasn't good for your sanity. « do you want me to take it off? » — his voice was attractive, ricocheting off the walls to finally reach your attentive ears. your heart was screaming at you to say yes, while your head ordered to say no.

one little kiss. you just wanted one little kiss. but that simple gesture would make your best friend a hideous cheater.

eric didn't want to wait for your answer anymore, sliding his engagement ring on your night table, no longer even caring if this was all right or wrong. his big hands cupped your face, passionately crushing his lips against yours. everything seemed to turn around you two : you had the impression that his feverish kisses had more effects on you than alcohol. your hands were desperately clinging to his t-shirt collar, pulling his body closer to yours. inside you, the guilt was already starting to make you suffer : torturing your stomach all over the place to make you regret your actions bitterly. but the pleasure that was born inside you, and your heart racing in your chest, chased all this painful submersion : you finally had in your hands everything you wanted for years already. eric's wandering hands slipped under your top, brushing your shivering skin, burning every part that went under his fingertips, almost making you moan against his swollen lips.

you felt your body fall backwards, coming in direct contact with the mattress. eric now found himself on top of you, moving away from your lips to explore your neck, leaving open-mouth kisses against your opaline skin. you felt your stomach turn, eager for his touch, for his hands on you, for his feverish kisses.. everything about him drove you crazy. especially when your two bodies have disappeared under the white sheets of your bed.

everything seemed like a dream, despite the fact that you could still feel the effect of eric's warm kisses on your skin. you could remember every little detail from last night : his wandering hands over your body, his long-forgotten engagement ring, his black eyes piercing your soul, his hoarse voice making you shiver, his caramel skin against yours.. every little details of this night of complete happiness for you replayed in your head.

but you were suddenly brought back to reality in your worst nightmare : standing to next to eric, listening to him say his wedding vows to the girl who will be his future wife.

and whom will never be you.

#ouch my feelings #it feels like i took an uppercut but in the stomach yk #it was so good but so sad 🥺🥺

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comfort | l. sangyeon

☁ pairing: bf!sangyeon x fem!reader ☁ wc: 1.3k ☁ synopsis: you come home from work furious, and sangyeon does his best to calm you down. ☁ genre: fluff, comfort, domestic ☁ tw: swear words, y/n is angry at the world ☁ a/n: this is a self-indulgent fic because my boss fucking annoys me at work and I cba of her petty ass 🙄 oh to get comforted by sangyeon honestly... ☁ requested: no!

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“I’m fucking tired of all this shit!” you cursed as you slammed the front door shut, sending your purse and jacket flying out of pure frustration.

Locking the door in an angry movement, you got even hotter under the collar when your heels didn’t want to leave your feet, your uneven balance making you stumble on air and almost fall on the floor. Once you were finally rid of your shoes, you felt like walking on clouds, but this was not enough to reduce your wrath.

“Woah, woah, woah. Easy there, love,” Sangyeon, your boyfriend emerged from the kitchen in the corridor, blinking in confusion at your unusual angry attitude.

Your eyes were close to glowing red, steam practically going out of your ears, which was not a good sign at all. You rarely got angry, so it must have been something pretty upsetting and important to send you in a fit of rage like this one. The sight of your boyfriend made you sharply inhale as if you wanted to control yourself in front of him, trying your best to channel your anger.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” Sangyeon risked asking the question, getting ready for you to yell out all your frustration at him, but he was wrong. You remained silent, chewing over your anger with a deep frown on your face, eyebrows almost touching. In all honesty, he would have preferred you screaming at the world rather than becoming as mute as a grave.

“This-” you wanted to curse out your colleague, the main reason for your anger, but remained civil, feeling like swear words weren’t even enough to get all the anger you had for her out of your body. “This fucking colleague of mine “accidentally” deleted the Excel folder I spent hours working on for our trimestral project next week. I had lunch after yelling at her and went to my boss's office after my break, only to have him blaming me for what she did!” you yelled out in a hoarse voice the rest of your sentence, emphasising the pronouns as your hands started shaking, the tears flooding your eyes immediately after a choked sob slipped past your pursed lips.

“And then,” your voice was unsteady, looking at your boyfriend through your blurry eyes, pointing the door as if your colleague was here, “when I get out of work to come home, I see those two good-for-nothing idiots flirting and swooning over the other like the fucking disgusting couple they are.”

Sangyeon breathed in deeply, brows slightly furrowed, dismayed at the situation you got unfairly put in. He placed the piece of cloth he used to dry the dishes with on his shoulder and gently approached you as if he was scared of getting rejected. Your shoulders subsided when he rested his palm on the side of your neck, his thumb gently caressing the edge of your jaw back and forth.

“Sangyeon, I’m so tired of this, I don’t know what to do,” you desperately struggled to mumble, this situation affecting you way more than you wanted, but it was hard not to. Your boyfriend rested his other hand on your shoulder, gently pulling you to him. Subconsciously, you wrapped your arms around his middle and closed your eyes, letting the tears wet his t-shirt as you tried to focus on him instead of your issue.

But it was almost impossible, this issue had you really worried. Deep down, you knew that your boss wouldn’t hesitate to fire you instead of whatever your colleague was for him, even if she was less qualified and talented than you. You should have been more careful, you should have immediately explained the problem to your boss to prevent your colleague from switching the roles and playing the victim, you should have-

“Y/N, I can hear your thoughts from here,” your boyfriend mumbled, his low voice vibrating in your chest as you were still pressed against him. Sighing heavily as an answer, you let his hand rub your back up and down, your breath uneven as you felt the anger boiling back into your veins.

Sangyeon felt you tense against him, so he pulled away and cradled your face in his hands to make you look at him. He offered you a compassionate smile, his thumbs wiping the floods of tears cascading down your cheeks. Your mouth trembled, and Sangyeon locked eyes with you, his hands travelling up your arms as he soothed you.

“Shht, darling,” he whispered as he kissed your forehead, lips lingering on your skin. Your tears redoubled at the display of affection, feeling the exhaustion instead of the anger taking over your body. He wrapped his arm around your neck, his other hand pressing against the back of your head.

“Do you want solutions or comfort?” he mumbled in your ear in a sweet voice, and you pondered his question for a few seconds, trying to collect your thoughts and shift them to something else.

He was always good at comforting you. No matter how bad or angry you felt, Sangyeon was always here to soothe you and bring you back to a calm state, that’s why you could freely let your emotions speak when he was around. Of course, he was sometimes powerless, not really knowing nor able to help, but at least he was here to listen.

“Comfort, please,” you manage to utter, and he pressed you further against his chest, his arms still embracing you tightly.

“We’ll discuss solutions when you’ll feel better and calmer, alright? Now let me make you a cup of tea,” he said, and you whined, nuzzling up to his torso as he was about to pull away. “No? You don’t want one?” he asked, and you shook your head, his arms closing back on your tired figure as he was surprised that you refused your favourite beverage.

“Don’t leave, please,” you felt Sangyeon nod and press his cheek on the side of your head, holding you tight against him.

“Alright, darling,” he seized one of your hands and rested it flat on his chest, feeling his calm heartbeat under your palm. It was something he used to do when you were stressed out, and it always managed to calm you down.

Sangyeon held you until you stopped crying, feeling your trembles come to a halt and find a normal heartbeat again. Eyes puffy and cheeks drenched in salty tears, Sangyeon tilted his head to the side and lovingly smiled at you, letting you rest your head against his collarbone out of exhaustion. Crying drained all your energy because it didn’t happen as often as it used to, but you could always count on your boyfriend to take care of you and handle the aftermath like a pro.

“Come on love, let’s get you to the sofa so I can finish preparing dinner, okay? I won’t let you go to bed with an empty stomach,” you nodded as you sat down on the edge of the couch, Sangyeon crouching down in front of you, his hands on your knees.

“What are you preparing?” you asked, your voice barely coming out of your mouth due to all your crying.

“I’m making your favourite. I figured that you had a rough day since you didn’t text me at lunch like you usually did, so I wanted to cheer you up,” he proudly smiled as he watched your eyes widen, a relieved smile drawing on your face.

“Oh my god I love you, thank you,” you mumbled, and Sangyeon softly chuckled, his hand carding through your hair as strands fell in front of your eyes. He cupped your face with his hand before gently rubbing his nose against yours, earning a smile from you.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered as he stood up, quickly bending back down to press your lips together in a soft kiss.

You offered him a grateful smile, and he winked, making his way back in the kitchen, leaving you appeased in the living room. With his hugs and support, you felt calm and collected for tomorrow, mentally ready to confront your colleague and boss for their mistakes. But for now, your focus was your boyfriend, and you couldn’t wait to spend a lovely evening with him and some good food.

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