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hueningsloverr · 2 months

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౨ৎ 261 weeks !

pairing: beomgyu x reader summary: love was scary, but loving beomgyu wasn't word count: 1.0k extra: happy five years to the king of mullets!! the birthday boy! apart of my anniversary series!

all it took was one glance to fall in love with beomgyu. your friends always joked about love at first sight, and it was hard to call yourself a believer of such nonsense. but then you met beomgyu. and it all made sense.

the two of you were like magnets, north and south, drawn together by some invisible force.

it was strange - you were never really sure what love was. sure, your parents were in love - but at times it felt like they weren’t. you didn't know what love looked like, or how it sounded. what it felt like. you'd never in your life felt the butterflies fluttering around your stomach, or the serenity love supposedly brings. then you met him. it was not butterflies, or serenity - it was complete chaos. your stomach was not filled with butterflies, but rather shards of glass and knots. it was odd. love wasn't supposed to feel like that, or so you thought. your stomach twisted in ways you didn't know were possible, and you felt light headed every time you even looked at him.

it was nothing like past crushes, or even relationships. in the past, you decided to always mentally breakup with a person before actually breaking up. it took you a minimum of two months, and then in your mind you were no longer together. you could kiss, and hold hands but it never feels like anything.

you figured thats why you were destined to be alone.

it doesn’t matter how long you could date someone, or how much you might like them - in your mind you have to break up.

and eventually you do.

thats what was so scary about liking beomgyu - the 'what if'. what if you stopped liking him, all of the sudden. what if you woke up one day with completely different feelings.

but, as days turned into weeks, your whirlwind of emotions surrounding beomgyu only seemed to intensify. despite any beginning fears, you somehow found themself seemingly drawn deeper into his orbit, unable to resist the magnetic pull of his presence. and before you knew it, he was asking you out on a date, and you were agreeing.

"i've got a date!" you hummed excitedly to your friend over the phone, watching as she smiled softly. it was hard not to smile when you spoke about beomgyu; it seemed to be unrequited love for the longest time, and now you had a chance.

"finally got asked out?" she teased, and you had half a mind to hang up on her then and there. but you laughed, nodding.

"popped the question last night when we were hanging out! we're going out to some restaurant he says is the best around on friday." you grinned, looking over at the calendar on your desk. "it's gonna be official soon. gonna go on the calendar." you added, staring at the empty date. you had his birthday circled, and his debut date, but that friday was left completely clean. if all went well, every year it would be marked with an anniversary. if.

you sprung up from your place on your bed, your phone thrown haphazardly somewhere near the end, and grabbed the closest marker you could. pink. in some literary way that would be considered ironic. you quickly marked down 'date w/ beomgyu @ 5:30' before moving back towards your bed.

now it was official. all that was left was for the date to go well.

which, naturally, it did. and time seemed to soar by after that. you made it through the 'three month rule', and the 'honeymoon phase'. survived any 'icks' - all the stupid modern slang for falling out of love. something about beomgyu made it impossible to fall out of love. it was as if he cast a spell on you, though you couldn't complain.

everything about beomgyu was loveable - even on days when his energy was lower than usual. you adored that fact about him; sometimes he had days where he just wasn't fully at a hundred, and that made him human. it was nice to know he still knew how to be human, even with his busy schedule.

he still found ways to make time for you, whether that was with face time calls or occasionally skipping practice. you adored him for all his attempts to be present in both your life and your relationship. he truly was arguably the closest someone could get to being the perfect boyfriend.

the closer you got to your five year anniversary, the more time he spent at your apartment. the other four boys were constantly hanging around the dormitory, and it was hard to find peace living with four other grown men. so, he resorted to spending a large sum of his free time with you - wandering around your part of town, visiting your favourite places, eating at your favourite restaurants. there was something so intimate, so domestic about it all. beomgyu was able to see an entirely different side to you, and vice versa. sides that had never fully been shown because there had been no reason to. living with someone is far different from simply knowing them.

beomgyu was able to see how much time meant to you, especially time well spent. he smiled seeing your large chalk calendar in the kitchen, where each month you erased and re-wrote to include the current things going on in your class. from nights out with friends to days spent entirely for yourself, it was all there. but there was a smaller calendar, hidden away in your room, long since forgotten.

it was old, with dust building up on its edges. it was a calendar from 2019 filled with different scenery around the world, though you only made it three months through the year.

"hey, babe?" he called out, staring blankly at the calendar hung up above your desk. it was years old, still stuck in march of 2019. scribbled messily on it were the words 'beomgyu' and 'date' - the rest was indecipherable. but he wasn't a fool, he recognised that very day. it was the day of your first date, the same day he asked you to be his girlfriend. you really never changed your calendar after that?

"i think your calendar is off by like-" he paused momentarily to do the math, "261 weeks."

a/n: grrr gyu birthday!!!!!! i luv u gyu :3 this took me way too long tbh

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hueningsloverr · 2 months

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౨ৎ 1,862 days !

pairing: yeonjun x reader summary: being able to love yeonjun, and the road that lead you to him word count: 1.3k extra: happy five years to our oldest member!! 4th gen it boy yeonjun!! apart of my anniversary series!

yeonjun was like a breath of fresh air, a saving grace. moving to korea at eighteen was rough, but running into the boy on the streets suddenly made it all worth it. you had bumped into him early in the spring - you were still bundled up in a jacket wandering aimlessly around seoul. instead of finding your friend at the coffee shop she had promised to wait for you in, you quite literally ran into yeonjun.

'excuse me, can you help me?' you pleaded through broken korean, and he laughed slightly, understanding the gist of what you were asking him.

needless to say, he gave you directions, even walked you to the shop and sat down with you after you realised your friend had set out on her own to find you. he even went a step above the rest and walked you back to your apartment after learning just how new to the area you were.

the rest was (basically) history. all it took was one day for him to ask you out, and those dates quickly turned into weekends tucked away from the rest of the world hiding out in your apartment. your roommate was rarely home - she worked odd hours and had her own girlfriend to visit.

before you knew it, five months by yeonjun's side became five years.

"all i'm saying," you began, your boyfriend humming mindlessly on the couch as he half watched tv, half played on his phone. "is we should go out for our anniversary."

yeonjun nodded absentmindedly, your words not truly sinking in. "yeah, yeah." he mumbled, eyes glued to his phone. kai had got him hooked on some two player game, and now the duo were both constantly on their phones, fighting monsters or something.

"it's too bad taehyun asked me out too." you giggled, leaning over the couch to watch his reaction.

nothing.

"i mean, is it bad i said yes? we don't technically have plans, so it's not a big deal."

he didn't even acknowledge your presence.

"but i felt bad, because i had to turn down wooyoung, and dino, and changbin - yeonjun could you at least blink to let me know you're not some zombie?" you groaned, moving around the sofa to sit next to him.

now it was his turn to laugh and he wrapped his arm around you, his phone discarded next to him. "i was listening," he teased, eyes glistening with mischief as he smiled, clearly proud of himself. "i just wanted to see how ridiculous you'd get."

you chose to ignore his statement, moving past the ordeal. it was sort of childish. "so, dinner? tomorrow night?" you posed, moving to sit on your knees. it was almost as if you were ready to beg. anniversaries meant a lot to you - especially as this one marked five years since moving to korea.

it was hard, leaving your life behind. but, you had to. and things had worked out. really well.

"i've got practice. why don't we go out tonight? today marks five years of us meeting." he offered, frowning when he noticed just how disappointed you were.

"yeah, sure." you smiled, pushing yourself up off the couch. "i was hoping you'd be able to get off work tomorrow, but i get it. i promise i do."

he nodded, sighing. "have you talked to your parents recently?" the question caught you off guard - no matter how good or bad of a relationship you had with your parents, calling them rarely crossed your mind. when was the last time you spoke to either of them?

"no," you huffed, though more out of annoyance with yourself than with him. if you were to call them, they would chew you out for ghosting them. but life was busy, and the time difference did not help. "they weren't the biggest fans of me moving out here, you know."

his eyebrows furrowed as his head tilted slightly to the side, "they weren't? but - when i met them a bit back, they seemed so happy for you."

you tried to suppress the growing grin on your face at the idea. "my parents were so far from happy for me, jjunie. they just didn't want to upset either of us."

he nodded slowly, letting the information seep in. "well, that's too bad. i hoped to talk to them. but i guess i could see how they probably weren't the biggest fans of their eighteen year old deciding to just move out and into a foreign city."

"why would you want to talk to my parents?" you snorted, the idea so completely absurd it didn't even seem real. "didn't you say something along the lines of, 'i'm sorry you're related.' when you met them?"

he shrugged, clearly unable to form the proper sentence. you took his silence as a cue to leave and get ready for dinner. by the time you were done he'd probably have made a reservation somewhere, or called some sort of favour in. perks of being famous.

and of course, by the time you emerged from your bedroom, grabbing a hold of your wallet from your dresser, yeonjun himself was already waiting for you by the door, holding your shoes in his hands.

"took you long enough." he smiled, though you could see the faint spread of pink across his cheeks. he was never good at hiding the fact that he was blushing. over the years he had learn't you were simply too good at spotting it, and accepted the fact that you thought it was cute.

"so where are we going out tonight, mr. choi?" you grinned, slipping your shoes on and interlocking your arm with his as you made your way out the front door. sometimes having a first floor apartment was a blessing.

"it's a surprise." was all he said, and you understood that his words truly meant surprise. as in, he was not going to be telling you. but still, you quickly recognised the change of scenery. something about it was familiar.

you were close to your first apartment - the one you lived in when you met yeonjun. you could see the park you spent many afternoons together in. and up in the distance you could faintly see the coffee shop you went to when you first met yeonjun.

and it all made sense.

"coffee for dinner? don't you have practice tomorrow?" you questioned, nudging his shoulder with your own.

he nodded, taking a moment to look at you.

it felt like his breath had been knocked straight out of him.

you were everything to him.

"you know what?" he smiled, pausing.

"hm?" you hummed, stopping just a few feet in front of him. "what is it?"

"i've been in love with you for five years." you felt your heart stop in your chest. "i've spent these last five years doing what i love, while getting to be with the person i love. you don't know how crazily lucky i feel just waking up next to you."

he began to lower himself to the ground.

now it was your turn to have the breath knocked out of you. "jjunie?"

"it would be a lie to say these past five years have been easy, but hey, i love you. so they've all been worth it." he was pulling something out of his pocket.

a ring.

he didn't even need to ask the question for you to begin to tear up (i would.), your answer already so clear to him. "you don't need to even say yes, just let me know i'll be able to love you for et-"

"yes." you smiled, rushing quickly to pull him into a hug. "i've been in love with you since i met you, jjunie. and i plan on loving you for the rest of my life. the past 1,862 days have meant the world to me."

"not like anyones counting or anything." he teased, placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

yeah, moving to korea at eighteen was worth it.

a/n: i've never??? written??? a marriage??? proposal???? ive never???? witnessed???? true love????

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hueningsloverr · 2 months

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౨ৎ 48,300 hours !

pairing: soobin x reader summary: being soobins best friend usually came with a lot of benefits, until a certain point. it also apparently came with a lot of communication issues word count: 1.2k warnings: drunk soobin 💀 (friendly reminder the drinking age in korea is 19! this is not underage drinking!) extra: happy five years to our fearless leader!! moa's love you soob!! apart of my anniversary series!

you met soobin when you were both 18. he was scouted by big hit - by you coincidentally. you were the one who realised the number he put on his form was wrong; it was you who tracked him down.

you were utterly mesmerised by the boy. it was hard not to be. he was everything you were told to look for in an up-and-coming idol.

everything about him screamed 'idol', from his dancing to his smile. and he had the voice on an angel (or so you giggled to your friends late at night over the phone). he was the perfect fit for the new boy ground big hit was interested in putting together.

the only issue was he refused to work unless you worked with him. and so, you got promoted, and gained a new best friend.

years later, and soobin still bragged to everyone he met about you. about how if it wasn't for you, he wouldn't even be an idol.

'i'm serious! she's the one who tracked me down! she's my guardian angel!' he giggled drunkly one night to his friends over the table. their recent comeback - eternity - had gone better than anticipated, and so the leader called for a celebration. kai was passed out on the couch (from exhaustion. not drinking. we don't support underage drinking here!!!)

'soobin! seriously you need to stop telling everyone this. all i did was reach out to you.' you groaned, hiding your face in your hands so the other boys wouldn't see the embarrassment creeping up on you. 'you tell this story every time you get even slightly tipsy!'

yeonjun snickered, leaning over and whispering something in beomgyu's ear. the two boys laughed in their seats, the younger of the duo clutching his stomach as he leant against taehyun.

you never learnt what yeonjun said to beomgyu that night, but it never truly seemed important. at least until soobin started staying out later, and claiming that he was just too busy to hang out anymore.

you suspected he was meeting someone - he wasn't bad looking, and he was nice. it wouldn't shock you that he was seeing someone. but it still hurt. that was the shocking part. the hurt.

you had no reason to be hurt, not really. soobin had every right to date whoever he pleased. no matter how much you detested him it. you also detested whoever out there got to see him in ways you never would - the in love side.

it's not like you were in love with your best friend. you just cared. a lot. that's all there was to your relationship - at least up until he showed up drunk outside your apartment door, barely able to support himself.

'soobin?' you whisper-shouted, eyes wide as you stared him down. what the hell was he thinking?

'yeonjun wouldn't pick up his phone when i called him.' he pouted, a downcast look spread across his face.

you sighed, opening your door slightly, motioning for him to come in. he half stumbled half fell through your entry way, and in some alternate universe your heart would've swelled at the fact that out of everyone, he chose to come to you. yet all you felt was pity.

'get into a nasty break up?' you mused, hooking your arm under his shoulder to help support him. it was no help that he was a towering six foot one.

he laughed at your words, shaking his head as you lead him towards your couch. 'i'm not dating anyone, silly.' he poked, and you could feel his body shake from laughing too hard. you simply nodded at his words, setting him down gently.

'so why're you here? just felt like stopping by?'

'i'm in love with you.'

you paused, your back towards him.

it was just a cruel joke.

he was drunk.

'you're wasted, soobin.' you huffed, grabbing him some spare blankets and a pillow. the other four boys were probably all passed out, and even if they were awake, asking them to make the forty-five minute drive at nearly two in the morning was just cruel.

he never responded. by the time you gathered your thoughts enough to face him and turned back around, he was passed out. you tucked him in, much like a mother would to a young child, and left him in your living room. come morning, he was gone. all that he left was a stack of neatly folded blankets and an excruciatingly long hand-written letter detailing the embarrassment he felt.

you never brought up that night to him. never spoke of his words. you had half the mind to just blame the alcohol. but a part of you hoped there was some piece of him that truly meant his words. but you would never say anything that could possibly jeopardise your job and your relationship with your best friend. so, your buried your feelings and continued on working side by side the tall boy.

at least, not until you were reaching the five year mark of soobin calling you his guardian angel.

"so, wanna go out?" he grinned, leaning over the kitchen counter. you had invited all the boys over, along with a few other friends, to celebrate their upcoming comeback and their five year debut anniversary. "for dinner maybe? we've known each other so long, we have so much to celebrate!"

you stuttered in your movements, his wording catching you off guard. "go out?" you confirmed, eyebrows furrowing as you continued to grab glasses from the cabinet. "your wording is always odd, choi." you teased, turning around to face him.

his face was flushed pink, though he quickly turned away. "you just like making fun of me." he whined, rolling his eyes slightly. "but it's whatever. it's why i love you."

he said those words so casually you felt like you were seconds away from organ failure. it was whiplash. a weird dream. maybe the end of the world?

"what?" you sputtered, eyes wide.

your panic clearly set something off inside of him, for soon his expression matched yours. "what do you mean 'what?'" he gasped, and suddenly it felt as if the two of you spoke entirely different languages. "why are you acting like this is news?"

you shook your head, willing yourself to wake up from the fever dream you were experiencing. "because it is?"

he laughed slightly, though it was not as if something was funny. it was a painful, confused laugh. "i told you i loved you years ago!"

your face fell in that instant. he had meant it?

"you told me you loved me back! i thought-" he paused, mortified. "i thought that meant we were… you know? oh my god! i just assumed you were too embarrassed to talk about it - i never thought that you weren't aware."

now it was your turn to laugh. it was cliché. miscommunication at the finest. "i've loved you for five years soobin." you smiled, moving across the counter to place a hand on his cheek. he was smiling like a mad man.

"you don't even understand how badly i've wanted you to tell me that." he spoke as if a weight had been lifted off his chest, as if he could finally breathe properly again. "i've been in love with you for an exhausting 48,300 hours. you know how tiring it is to love someone for every second of the day?"

a/n: decided to take a crack at the classic 'you didn't know i've been in love with you? we've been dating in my head for like, forever' trope!!

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hueningsloverr · 2 months

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౨ৎ txt anniversary series !

soobin - 43,800 hours

yeonjun - 1,826 days

beomgyu - 261 weeks

taehyun - 60 months coming soon !!

huening kai - 5 years coming soon

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hueningsloverr · 2 months

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౨ৎ persephone !

pairing: soobin x fem!reader summary: pomegranates and persephone. that's what soobin had come to learn. word count: 0.5k

most of your past lovers chose to call you tasteful names, crude insults surrounding the general theme of you being a monster. but you were no monster. you were just a woman.

in a way you were like a pomegranate- it was obvious when someone didn’t love you properly. all your past lovers left with red stained hands and disappointment etched across their face.

that’s why soobin was so special - he was able to get you to open up without forcing you so aggressively that you snapped. he didn't force you to suddenly bare yourself to him, he was slow, moving at your pace instead of his.

soobin was nothing like your past lovers. he was the exact opposite. he took the time to memorise you; to him nothing was 'too insignificant'. he remembered your favourite artists, colours, songs, and even time of day. everything mattered to him. and that is what made him matter so much to you. he knew of your affinity for greek mythology, and though most found it unsettling, he found it intruging.

'persephone and hades?' he queried, his head cocked to the side as his eyebrows furrowed. where had he heard those names before? he tried his best to pay attention in classes.

'they were believed by the greeks to be the king and queen of the underworld! there's a lot of retellings of their story, but in most of them...'

he watched in awe as you rambled on and on, eyes filled with nothing more than adoration. so what if you were a geek? a nerd? you were cute.

'but a common theme is that persephone ate the seeds of a pomegranate, meaning she was forced to stay in the underworld forever. but hades worked a deal out with her mom, demeter. that's why we have seasons!' you grinned like a small child showing a finger-painting to their parent. and soobin felt a sense of pride grow within him.

'we have seasons because... hades and persephone are in love?' he laughed slightly, his head not fully wrapped around the idea.

'we have seasons because both hades and demeter wished to be by persephones side, but neither could leave their realm. so...'

he felt bad for constantly finding himself in a daze, but there was such an intoxicating way in which you spoke about mythology that made him feel like a teenage boy again.

it was that very same day soobin realised for himself how similar to a pomegranate you were. he thought it was silly, comparing his girlfriend to a fruit, but in his head it made sense.

you symbolised life to him, you were like regeneration - allowing him to become a new version of himself he was not even aware was possible. all the symbols of a pomegranate could be applied to you - the myths and the stories revolving around the reddish fruit. it was odd, yet also endearing.

hades and persephone - a story of love that probably never should have been, a story of love that seemed impossible.

to soobin, the rulers of the underworld were not so different from the two of you.

except, whilst he was just hades, you were both persephone and the pomegranate. and instead of persephone being stuck with hades, it was soobin who found himself stuck to you. all because of how desirable you were.

a/n: i know! i know! usually i don't really include specific genders in my writings... but i love pomegranates and what they stand for as a literary device and i wrote this while on vacation as i watched my dad tear into a pomegranate whilst my mom looked like she was holding a small child

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hueningsloverr · 2 months

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if you have a taglist, could i be added? your beomgyu fic held so much emotion in such few words, and was such a nice read in general! i hope no pressure comes from this ask, and if so, please don't take it too harshly! (-///-) 🤍

hi !! unfortunately at this moment i dont have a tag list sorry (╥﹏╥) this accounts super all over the place currently oopsies if i do create one ill add you !!

#rhia talks ʚɞ #i need to get my shit tgt

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౨ৎ infatuation !

pairing: beomgyu x non-idol!reader summary: love sucks. communication issues suck even more. word count: 0.3k extra: lil tw for talk of poor mental health!!

love was hard. key emphasis on was. beomgyu made love easy. easy until your brain got in the way.

limerence they called it. a stage of infatuation plagued by intrusive thoughts and actions. you never really loved him, your brain just wanted you to. and that fact was scary.

was anything you ever felt real, or was it all just a chemical imbalance in your brain? those thoughts were why you couldn’t stay - though you could never tell him that.

"i'm not in love with you anymore." you watched as his eyes grew wide and his face turned red.

"bullshit!" he snapped, though his voice teetered on the edge of tears. he swallowed hard, as if trying to ingest his emotions.

"why won't you just let me say this beomgyu!" you cried. now it was your turn to choke back tears. "let me break up with you. please."

he shook his head, dismissing your words as if they were meaningless.

"because this isn't you! if kai thought this would be a funny joke, it's not! and if it's fans that are pressuring you, fuck them!"

his voice was raised, and he had a similar expression to a startled cat. yet, he wasn't angry. he was hurt.

"it’s my head, gyu. something is wrong with me! i can't love you with that something going on."

"so you're just going to give up?" he spat, his eyes narrowing as his eyebrows furrowed. "you're going to run and hide from me instead of asking for help."

"don't." you pleaded, and that was all it took for him to walk away.

because while love was easy with beomgyu, emotions weren't. heat of the moment arguments lasted days, and all it took to break his heart was one wrong word. so while beomgyu made love easy, he made everything else harder.

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౨ৎ only !

pairing: huening kai x reader summary: huening kai was a pure lover. and nothing can defeat true, pure, love. word count: 0.9k extra: inspired by leehi's 'onlyl'! apart of my valentines day series

huening kai was rarely one to fall in love, but when he fell, he fell hard. there was no stopping him once he had his heart set on someone. and that is what was so unfortunate about being in love with kai. he truly loved will all of him.

it made it that much easier to hurt him, even if it was unintended.

he took everything to his heart, which at times made situations a hundred times worse.

to love huening kai could only be described as to be able to love in the purest form. to love and to be loved as adam loved eve. to love someone so greatly it felt as if they were apart of you. made specifically to suit you. to love someone in such a way that they truly were the only thing in life that mattered in the end.

the only thing that made you believe in true, everlasting, love.

when kai first asked you out, he made you promise something. a pinky promise. at the time, it made you smile. it seemed so childish, so innocent. yet looking back, it was so full of love.

a secret only you two shared, sealed with a kiss to the knuckles.

"promise we'll always be together?" he had mumbled, staring up into the night sky.

not even monet would be able to do the colours justice. the moon smiling down at the earth, awaiting its attention.

"i promise." you mumbled back.

foolish teenagers.

promises were meant to be broken, yet kai could never bring himself to go against his word. and neither could you.

being with kai was refreshing - nothing had to be hidden, or compartmentalized. your feelings were out in the open, and kai finally felt comfortable enough to voice his thoughts whenever he felt like it.

the first time he uttered "i love you," was the day you'd consider to be the worst of your life. you were just so tired, and all you wanted to do as crawl into yourself and completely disappear. your day was just so busy, and all kai did was move aside in bed and pull you into him.

"i love you too, hyuka."

there was some invisible string that always drew you back to huening. his face was the only one you'd look for in a crowd. even in passing, a stranger would cause you to stop dead in your tracks if they even slightly resembled your love. beomgyu called you 'desperate', but you thought of it more as lovesick in the best ways possible.

not long after you began dating, you found yourself in the kitchen of his dormitory, the movie the four other boys watching no longer important. you were dancing slowly to the movies soundtrack, and it felt like a dream. a childish dream, one that your friends would call immature. but a dream is a dream, no matter how silly it may seem to others.

it was moments like those that made huening kai so easily to love. he was vulnerable and caring - the knight in shining armor. his love was so genuine it wouldn’t surprise you if hundreds of years from now, scholars analyzed it and taught about it in classrooms. there was something so pure about huening kai and the way he loved.

love like that only comes by once in a lifetime. both you and kai were aware of that. in kai’s eyes, someone like you was such an anomaly itself that he thanked all his lucky stars he was even allowed to know you. as selfish as it was, he wanted you all for himself. to have, and to hold, all the ideals expressed in vows. you were practically the only person to exist in his eyes, and all he could do was hope his loving was never too much.

pray that he was never too affectionate. never too insecure. never too much of anything.

you made huening kai believe in love.

and no matter what the voices in his head would say, kai was the definition of love to you. everything about the way he was crafted - a child of aphrodite. son of the goddess of love and beauty. hand sculpted from her own mind.

of course he blushed like a madman whenever you would make the comparison, but even yeonjun would giggle in agreement. hueningkai was so loved by all, it was surprising no one else had dated him for long periods of time, at least not until you.

at times, loving huening kai felt like romance out of one of the animes he'd watch. two characters who know next to nothing about love finding each other, and finding out what it means.

those were all the best things about being in love with huening kai. even if he loved with all of himself. even if he was hurt easily.

loving huening kai was not a reward, like some would think. and it was not an honor. nor was it a gift. it was something else entirely. at times it felt like a blessing, but love is not something that is earned in a contest. it is something grown. carefully coddled with loving hands, allowing it to bloom in its own time.

and while not all love was like that, that is exactly what it was like to love huening kai, and for huening kai to love you.

no matter how many times the two of you would fight, how many times you would storm out crying. no matter how many times it felt like your heart had been shredded to pieces, that invisible string would tug. and it would tug, and tug, and tug until you winded up in kai's arms again. because that is what love truly was.

and huening kai would forever and always be your only love.

a/n: ok this is my favorite thing i’ve ever written!!! the time crunch was crunching!!!!

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hueningsloverr · 3 months

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౨ৎ valentine !

pairing: taehyun x reader summary: love was new for taehyun, just like it was for you. there's something so sweet about new love. word count: 1.0k extra: inspired by laufey's 'valentine'! apart of my valentines day series

taehyun was always the single friend - never dating even when all the other boys he surrounded himself with flaunted girlfriends. then, all of the sudden, you came into the picture.

love was something new for taehyun. it was weird - what does one even say to the person they're dating? his constant compliment was simply 'you're pretty' before he sped away, blushing like an idiot.

not even you knew what to say - was calling him pretty the right move? was that even something you could say? neither of you had a clue.

every day brought something entirely new, and not just for taehyun, but for you as well. days turned into weeks, and taehyun felt as if he was a captain navigating through uncharted waters.

yet it was the thrill of the feeling was what kept pushing him forward, closer towards you.

whenever he'd feel as if his words would fall short, you would pick them up, the same awkward joy lacing your voice. it was those small acts of love that, despite your whines and protests, proved you truly loved taehyun, even if at first you were a skeptic.

"you should know," you hummed over a cup of coffee. it was the second date, and this time taehyun picked the spot. a small coffee shop not far from his dormitory, yet still discrete enough he did not have to worry about his four other friends interrupting him. "i'm actually terrified of men."

he laughed softly, noticing the faint smile on your face. he was surprised. two dates in and you were telling him you were scared of men? "well," he began, trying to think of something to even the playing field. "i'm scared of flies, if that makes you feel any better."

you nodded, finding comfort in his attempt to joke back. "flies and guys - are you a poet? 'cause they rhyme."

he knew in that moment he was in love with you. irrevocably in love with you.

it was nothing like the superficial relationships he had been in throughout middle school and high school, where you were with someone more so just to be with someone rather than being with them due to actually being in love with them.

he knew that this time he had fallen in love.

every time he saw you, his heart raced, and his cheeks flushing crimson as he struggled to find the right words to express his feelings. feelings such as the magnitude of admiration he felt for you. admiration filled words, and eventually, there was solace found in the simplicity of 'you're pretty,' even if it seemed unable to grasp the true depth of his emotions.

his emotions that were constantly fighting uphill battles with his thoughts. the self deprecating thoughts no one wants to think whilst in a relationship. what if you were the last one he would ever kiss? were you okay with that possibility? he was not one to date simply to date - in his mind, marriage was the end goal. what if you were the one true person he'd miss consistently? being an idol was not easy, and to be in love whilst on tour seemed to be the death of every relationship he knew of.

and then there was the factor of his age - so freshly twenty-two that at times he still called himself twenty-one. there was the idea that he should run, run so far from the relationship that nothing would be able to bring him back. but that would mean running from you. you, who took your time with taehyun, letting him fully articulate his thoughts, never pushing when you knew he was uncomfortable.

taehyun wasn't even sure who he was, or who he'd become after retiring. all he knew was he could never find a pulse when you were around. which was a good sign, right? you made his heart beat so fast he couldn't even control it.

being your lover was the best thing to ever happen to him. so what if he was always the single friend up until now? now he had you. caught in your web, on the receiving end of your love was his highest achievement in life. nothing could ever compare to the feelings you gave him. the butterflies in his stomach, the chill down his spine whenever you would utter "i love you," still half-asleep as he left for an early morning practice.

being in love with you made him careful now, too. if someone believed he took excellent care of himself before meeting you, then there was no word for the time he took for himself now. everything about his life was different now. now he had someone to lose. he never had that before. he was not just taking care of himself to simply take care of himself, but taking care of himself so as to be the best version he could be for you.

up until now, romance was meaningless. even in high school, he was never fully sure those he dated cared for him outside of appearances. you were the first one to ever truly like him back, and it was shocking. he wasn't even sure how he fell in love - or with what. all he knew was that he was in love with you one moment.

the best thing about loving you was the ability to call you "his", yet not in the over-powering, controlling way. but in a way that he could only describe as how gaia felt towards earth - prideful. there was something that was almost like childlike joy in the notion of knowing he was the only one who got to kiss you, the only one to wake up by your side, and the only one to know you below the surface.

there was also something so reassuring about knowing that while love was something new for taehyun, you were able to erase all worries that arose.

you, who appeared out of the blue one foggy december morning. you, the only person taehyun wanted to spent eternity with.

you, the person who suddenly, out of no where, gave kang taehyun a valentine.

authors note: part 4!! one more left :3 this is just over 2 days late. yet, i emerge victorious!!! give tyun some luv pls <333

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hueningsloverr · 3 months

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౨ৎ kiss her you fool !

pairing: established relationship!beomgyu x reader summary: dating beomgyu was rocky, simply because he didn't know how to kiss you. or how to ask. or when. luckily, he had his friends to guide him through it. word count: 1.0k extra: inspired by kids that fly's 'kiss her you fool'! apart of my valentines day series

beomgyu was not one to do things simply because it was asked of him. he 'marched to the beat of his own drum', or so his mom always told him growing up. and while it was his best quality, it was also his fatal flaw.

"no, we haven't kissed yet." he groaned, throwing his head back on his pillow as kai and taehyun laughed at him. it was an embarrassing thing to admit. six months dating, and he still hadn't worked up the courage to ask to kiss you.

he'd never kiss you without asking. his mom had raised him 'right'. and soobin would kill him if he tried.

kai continued snickering, even after beomgyu had practically rocket launched his pillow at the younger teen.

kai of all people was not one to laugh at others romantic endeavours, not with the state of his own love life.

"you gotta just ask man!" taehyun howled, falling back on himself as he clutched his sides, laughing so loudly beomgyu worried his parents would hear.

"you try to have a significant other!" beomgyu shot back, "a partner, who at that, is the prettiest person alive!"

kai's voice held a mocking tone, and then it was taehyuns turn to harass the boy. "it can not be that hard man!" kai giggled, as if he was a teenage girl on the phone. "just be like, hey, your lips and my lips would make an awe- ow! taehyun!"

taehyun grinned, turning his attention back to beomgyu. "the idiot's not wrong. just be polite. she's probably waiting for you to kiss her."

bviously, beomgyu was aware of that fact. he had long since stopped making excuses of his behalf, at this point it was simply a lack of guts. he had the rest of his life to live, so what if he embarrassed himself once in high school?

"don't be afraid dude," kai chimed in, and taehyun had half a mind to tell the teen to shut it. yet, kai was kai. he always made somewhat decent points at the end of the day. "dreams aren't found, they're made."

taehyun cackled, an exasperated, unbelievable, cackle. "shut up man!" he laughed, but beomgyu drowned out his younger two friends. they both were right.

quickly grabbing his phone, he texted you to meet him outside your house in 10 minutes. and with that he set off.

"i'll be back in a bit, you guys can leave whenever you want." he mumbled to his friends as he grabbed his coat and scarf off of his desk chair and sped out the door.

kai and taehyun were left completely clueless, but still giggling like mad men.

a quick walk through the park by your side, you practically freezing the entire way, was all beomgyu needed for a confirmation. he knew in most situations in life, he had endless attempts, yet somehow in that one moment it felt like he only got one chance.

stopping briefly at the steps to your house, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket. he had half the mind to check it, but then he noticed you walking away.

"hey," beomgyu called out, his hand loosely reaching to grasp your wrist. it felt like every cliche moment in a movie ever. you always liked watching those movies this time of year. when the snow piled up so high outside it was a surprise school wasn't canceled, and the only thing left to do was watch movies.

"hm?" you grinned, turning back to look at your boyfriend. the streetlamp above gave you an etherial glow, and beomgyu felt his heart stop beating for a moment.

"don't go just yet." he whispered, inching closer. "there's more i want to say - more i want to do."

a soft look of surprise coated your face, and suddenly it was far too hot for it to be the middle of february. "what was it you wanted to say?" you mused, leaning closer to your boyfriend.

he felt his brain shut down.

there was no where to go.

no place to hide.

life presented him with two options, and neither seemed truly appealing. he could either let you go, or ask.

"i really like you," he blurted out, noticing how antsy you had become. you looked as uncomfortable as he felt - how fitting. "and i was wondering, you know, since we've been going out for so long…"

you leaned in again, as if following so closely behind his words you could guess what would come next.

"can i kiss you?"

your words caught him off guard. it wasn't supposed to go down like this - he was supposed to be the one to ask. it was supposed to be his romantic gesture.

beomgyu felt as the heat rushed to his cheeks, and he felt like all his defences had been knocked down. "oh," he managed to let out, eyes wide yet still so soft. all he could do was nod; a hesitant nod that said it all.

'i've been waiting for this'.

and before he could react, you leaned in and pressed your lips against his in a gentle yet determined kiss. his heart skipped a beat as he melted into the embrace, his mind going blank as he lost himself in the moment.

pulling away, beomgyu let out a soft gasp, and he watched in awe as you melted away from his grasp, up the steps, and into the warmth of your home. he could slowly feel the world around him shift back into focus, and the cold breeze began to penetrate his jacket.

it was still february after all.

and so, as he made his way back home, stumbling like an idiot drunk in love, he finally remembered to check his phone. his home screen was littered with notifications - mostly mundane things like a 394 day streak on duolingo to uphold, and pinterest board recommendations - but the most prominent was the oldest.

a simple text from taehyun that read "kiss her you fool!"

authors note: part 3!!! i've yet to have my first kiss... this may be wildly inaccurate. it most likely is. idk. also this is so late oh my god i meant to post it on like tuesday or wednesday but kept rewriting the kiss part😭

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౨ৎ isn't it obvious !

pairing: soobin x reader summary: soobin was smart, just not when it came to love. and you weren't exactly the most confident. that's where taehyun comes in. word count: 0.9k extra: inspired by katherine li's 'isn't it obvious'! apart of my valentines day series

soobin always prided himself in how observant he was, at least in regards to his friends. when it came to love, he was oblivious. no matter how many times girls would confess to him, he always found himself taking their confessions the wrong way. confessions that consisted of very heartfelt words always fell short of the line of actually saying "i love you".

and to soobins mind, those three words made a large difference. love was different from like. "i really like you!" always had an added "as a friend" in his mind.

that is why liking soobin was pointless if you ever wanted a romantic relationship. yet, you somehow still found yourself drawn to him.

you weren't the type to confess to crushes on a whim - your friends weren't sure if you had ever confessed to anyone in your life. it would make sense that you hadn't.

you could barely talk to people you didn't know, let alone a person you were infatuated with.

you were a watcher, and you had accepted that role in your life.

it made life easier, only ever watching, never having to talk. you could observe things about people, pick and chose your actions more carefully.

somehow, soobin never managed to pick up how your gaze always landed on him - and it was pretty clear it did. soft, lovestruck eyes always finding him, even in a crowded room.

soobin also never let it register that when you'd freeze up, it was because of him. whenever he'd enter the room, you'd momentarily go into overdrive, no matter what you were doing prior.

you'd never tell him how you felt - the fear of rejection alone was too much. let alone the idea that maybe he'd laugh at you, tell all his friends - something terrible.

naturally, you expected that if you were ever going to have a reltationship with the boy, he'd have to make the first move. yet, you couldn't even tell him that.

his friends all knew, obviously. they were able to pick up on the way you'd avoid eye contact with the teen - well really, avoid any contact. taehyun picked up on it first, and while he really didn't mean to tell anyone before he confirmed it, he blinked and all of the sudden the three other boys knew.

you tried to lie your way out of it - tell them that soobin was "just a friend!", a really good one at that. but they saw right through. unlike soobin, they weren't so oblivious to love.

"just tell him," taehyun smiled, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to think through the best course of action. "you could even just text him! soobin is a kind person."

he was trying to be supportive. trying to help you out. but there is no helping a person who freaks out, giggling and kicking their feet, when even a mere name is brought up. so naturally, saying 'the s word' got you all discombobulated.

"tyun! i - god. his smile, oh my god did you see his smile?" you giggled, face buried in your hands as you rolled around on your bed. you really were acting like a teenager who was in love. "i could never text him! i'd type something wrong, and then the whole thing would be messed up!"

taehyun sighed.

you were an overthinker. every scenario had at least five outcomes when it came to you.

"then… let me text him?" he offered, "you could tell me what to write, and then i'd hit send!"

you paused.

overthinker.

"fine." you huffed, moving to grab your phone from your nightstand.

no texts from soobin.

you handed it gingerly to taehyun, already regretting your decision. what if taehyun was the one who messed it up for you?

he nodded when he was ready to type, 'soobin🩷' largely displayed on the screen.

"what do i even say, tyun?" you whined, throwing yourself back on your bed. "hey, soobin! i'm in love with you! but i've never said anything because i didn't want to mess up the friendship we had. if you even think of me as a friend! practically every night i want to just tell you how i feel, but not doing it was better off than knowing you didn't feel the same!"

taehyun laughed slightly, tossing your phone towards you.

he had written what you said.

and sent it.

"tyun!" you gasped, eyes wide as you held your phone with shaking hands. "i was joking! oh my god - you sent it!"

taehyun shrugged, stretching. "yeah, but he's already read it so there’s no going back."

you practically screamed.

there was a high chance someone thought you were being attacked.

your feelings were.

you felt your phone buzz in your hands and you instinctively tossed it to taehyun. "you open it! you got me into this mess." you pleaded, too scared to open the message yourself.

he laughed again, shaking his head. "you might want to read this yourself." he grinned, handing it back.

soobin🩷 | 'really? i thought you hated me.' soobin🩷 | 'i'm in love with you too.' soobin🩷 | '...' soobin🩷 | 'did you text me then die?'

you felt your heart stop beating. maybe you would die right then and there.

"oh," you mumbled to yourself, texting back as taehyun watched eagerly.

(y/n) | 'isn't it obvious?'

needless to say, though soobin was oblivious to most girls, something about your rambling confession opened his eyes.

authors note: part 2!!! and yes, i’m aware it’s taehyun birthday 😭 i’m posting by member age so tyun is after gyu (wednesday)

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hueningsloverr · 3 months

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౨ৎ king of my heart !

pairing: yeonjun x non idol!reader summary: yeonjun loved being in love. especially since he got to be in love with you. word count: 1.0k extra: inspired by taylor swift's 'king of my heart'! apart of my valentines day series

liking yeonjun was like liking water. everyone did. you’d never meet one person who didn’t have something positive to say about him. even ex girlfriends praised him. he was a gentleman, through and through.

and that’s what made liking him so difficult. he was too kind for his own good at times. always lending you his sweater when you shivered even the slightest. picking a specific movie you had mentioned once weeks ago.

small things.

he remembered the way you took your coffee. the song you claim you grew up listening to on repeat. both of your parents birthdays, and their anniversary.

most importantly, he remembers the day he first laid eyes on you.

it wasn’t the first day you met. that day wouldn’t come for another two years. but the day he first saw you was just as crystal clear in his memory as what he ate for lunch. it was something he would never forget.

he was dropping kai off after practice, and you were visiting lea. the two of you were outside, and whilst you didn’t even register the car pulling up, yeonjun instantly saw you.

he was mesmermized.

and by the time he asked kai about you, it was two weeks later. and you were back off at school states away.

the two of you wouldn’t run into each other again until two years later, when one fateful night would lead to the two of you meeting, for real this time.

you were alone in the bar, lea off laughing with friends as you sat talking away with the bartender.

(the two of you went to high school together, you’d later tell yeonjun when he’d inquire about the night.)

he first noticed lea, but the moment he saw you he felt like he was eighteen again, seeing you for the first time. sure, time had passed, but you still looked similar to how you did back then.

not even three weeks after your chance encounter, he was already calling you ‘baby’. you felt like a school-girl in love once again whenever he would utter that word under his breath, trying to be discrete about it.

it felt like a fairtytale ending. something so sweet. so perfect. it was idealistic.

idyllic, he once called it. you didn’t know what the word had meant, not at the time at least. extremely happy, peaceful, or picturesque. checked out.

the two of you just fit together like puzzle pieces. despite any beliefs you had surrounding the idea of being single forever, yeonjun was able to convince you to give him a try.

he was the one you had spent your whole life waiting for - your knight in shining armour (or whatever the saying was).

he treated you like he worshiped the ground you walked on, which all your friends fawned over, but you found slightly unhealthy. to you, there was absolutely nothing special about you as a human being. you did the same things every day - wake up, go to work, go home, go to bed. it was a constant cycle of nothingness.

yeonjun on the other hand? he was cool. he had an exciting life. he was famous. you were the one that should be treating him like he was royalty - like he was god. but he freaked out whenever you tried.

"jjunie!" you called out, seeing him. there was such a wide smile on his face you were surprised he wasn't in pain.

he didn't say anything, just raced towards you. it didn't matter that he was tired, and sweaty, and just wanted to go home.

you were there.

"i missed you," he mumbled into your ear, his grip on you so tight you were worried someone would have to pry him off of you. "did you see the show?"

you nodded, unsure if he would really be able to understand the gesture. of course you saw the show. "you were amazing, serious-" you began to praise him, only for him to interrupt you with a soft kiss to the forehead.

"you don't need to go into detail, i already get told that a hundred times a day." he groaned, rolling his eyes. you could tell he was embarrassed. but it was the truth. he was good.

"whatever," you laughed, taking his hand in yours. "you never let me compliment you."

he smirked slightly, choosing to not deny the claim, but also not agree with it. "yeah, yeah. i saw that boy, during soundcheck. he was doing some checking of his own." he huffed, though you could tell his annoyance was not aimed towards you, but the boy who had been (apparently) flirting with you.

now it was your turn to smirk. "you know those boys are nothing compared to you! doesn't matter if they're millionaires with expensive cars, you're the one who lives in my heart."

he nodded, resting his chin on your head. he was already done with the conversation. he knew you would never hurt him, but the reassurance was nice. the confirmation leaving your lips, not one of his members.

"if i died right now, i would die happy."

you furrowed your eyebrows slightly, tilting your head up to look at him. this caused him to look down at you.

"i feel like a teenager in love again when i have you with me. like i'm still seventeen, pining over the girl in my physics class."

his voice was almost a whisper, as if even he wasn't sure of what he was saying.

"i know sometimes you doubt yourself, but this right here? what we have? it is enough. it is so much more then enough, actually."

you weren't even sure where all of these confessions were coming from. it was as if someone had given him a truth serum, and he was just spilling his guts.

"you know, i didn't date at all before you. you are the one i have been waiting for, all these years."

those words reminded you just why exactly you were in love with choi yeonjun. it wasn't because of his money, or his status, or his looks. it was nothing about who he was on the outside. it was because of the person he was beneath all of that. his feelings, his hopes, his dreams.

all of that is that made you fall in love with him.

and all of that is the reason he was the king of your heart, body, and soul.

forever and always.

authors note: part one done!!! four more parts :3 i'm planning on posting soobin on saturday so keep your eyes peeled! this is also a partial birthday gift to my lovely @anxietyglitch <3!!

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hueningsloverr · 3 months

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౨ৎ lights out !

pairing: highschool!hueningkai x fem!reader summary: life changes people. it certainly changed kai. but it would never change your view on him. word count: 0.7k extra: just a short lil fic before posting tooth rotting fluff for valentine’s day :3

huening kai was always a bright light when you were young - so energetic, always so happy, laughing and smiling at every little thing.

then you grew up. junior high hit, and you weren't the same little kids anymore.

and somehow, he wasn't the same. he was still kai, but his laugh and smile were no longer genuine, and it was so hard to see that bright light anymore. watching him change, become someone so unrecognisable yet still so much like home felt like a stab to the heart.

the old kai was dead, and you weren't sure how to bring him back to life - even though all you wanted was him. back. in your arms like your sweet childhood best friend always was.

laughing, kai fell into your arms, his long legs hanging off your bed as you tried to shove him off.

"kai!" you whined, body wriggling as you tried to get out from under him, to no avail. "kai you’re squishing me!"

he simply continued laughing, shaking his head. "you're fine!" he teased, growing comfortable sprawled across you. "you're a nice pillow too!"

you laughed, looking back at the memory.

kai looked up from his desk, noticing the smile on your face.

inconvenient timing caused you - lost in a memory - to laugh at the same time beomgyu told a joke.

ever the over thinker, kai took it the wrong way.

what was so funny about beomgyu? what trait did he possess that kai didn't? were you more into humorous guys? where did that leave kai?

nowhere.

it left him completely locked out. if his assumptions were right, you would never pay actual mind to kai in a romantic way. in the way he wanted you to.

beomgyu was nice. nicer than kai had been in recent months. beomgyu wasn't battling with anything. beomgyu's parents weren't divorced. beomgyu didn't have a sister who was never home because she was famous. beomgyu had it all.

those feelings disgusted kai. was he really that jealous over his friend? his friend who had shown know interest in your outside of wanting a platonic relationship. it was petty, pathetic even. but then again, seemingly everyone wanted beomgyu.

who would want kai?

surely not you.

not when you had options. boys weren't exactly throwing themselves at you, but that didn't mean that people weren't interested in you.

and all while this raced through kai's mind, you took notice.

of course you did.

kai was your best friend, even if you wanted him to be more. but you would never tell him that, because he wasn't really kai. in your mind, he needed to work on himself before getting into a relationship.

and that fact sucked.

you had to pull away from kai so he could focus on himself, because you weren't stupid. you were so far from it. you noticed kai's stares, his lingering touches, how he never truly seemed to say what he wanted to.

if kai knew of your feelings, he would drop everything just to be with you. he was that kind of person. and putting you first would mean putting himself second, and he would truly be lost to you then.

but, he was still kai.

not long after he snapped out of his daze, he decided it was time to go. he was no use in an environment where all he would do was overthink. and so, like every good friend in love with their childhood best friend, you followed him to the door.

"don't be a stranger, kai." you reminded, pulling him into your arms before he exited.

he couldn't say anything. there wasn't even anything to say. he just stood, rigid as ever.

the storm outside caused the wind to howl, and he felt the rain lash against his back. he'd catch a cold if he stood there much longer, but he couldn't find it in himself to move away.

at that very moment, everything was like how it should be. like how it was, back before junior high. before the petty fighting, fighting that blossomed out of arguments that should have never happened.

before it all happened.

before his lights went out.

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hueningsloverr · 3 months

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౨ৎ txt valentines day series !

yeonjun - king of my heart (taylor swift)

soobin - isn't it obvious (katherine li)

beomgyu - kiss her you fool (kids that fly)

taehyun - valentine (laufey)

huening kai - only (leehi)

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hueningsloverr · 3 months

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౨ৎ making the bed !

pairing: hueningkai x slightly toxic!reader summary: life was miserable for you. it wasn't for kai. and while he could never change your circumstances, he was there for you. word count: 0.6k extra: inspired by olivia rodrigos making the bed ! and it's not happy. y/n has mental health issues !! implied death of a loved one . lots of mentions of being drunk .

you were notoriously aggressive. not in a negative way, just well... set in your ways. you always got what you wanted in the end, even if you didn't always go about it in the best ways. which is why it was shocking huening kai was so drawn to you.

kai was thoughtful, where you were thoughtless. not much happened in your brain before you made a decision (not that you were dumb anything, you just were brash!!!) yet kai was meticulous, calculating.

to you, everything was a sign for something else. you played pretend, dressing up behind fake smiles and forced laughter. there was such little joy left in your left. anything fun you somehow managed to ruin.

and kai was all too familiar with your behaviour. it worried him.

some nights, you would disappear, only to show up at his door at an ungodly hour. drunk. only propped up by two slightly-sober friends. he'd let you stay with him. he knew you couldn't go home. not like that.

yet come morning, you'd be gone. you'd push and push him away for around a week, then show up drunk once again. your drunken confessions usually lasted under ten minutes, yet they made everything make sense.

you were miserable with your life.

you were more miserable when you would startle awake in the middle of the night, kai instantly rushing to your side.

he was always there.

he had to be.

the one night he wasn't, everything changed.

"i’m sorry, i heard about-" kai began, already fumbling for words. what do you say to someone who may lose the person they hold closest to their heart? there is nothing to say. nothing to fix the wrongs.

"don't. she is not your sister lying on that hospital room." you snapped, yet there was no visible anger in your eyes. not towards kai at least. towards the world, maybe. but not towards him. you were hurting.

"i know what it feels like to have someone you care about in danger. when there's nothing you can do for the one you love. all there's left to do is sit through the storm, and pray it doesn’t sweep them away."

two years.

every night whilst you slept terribly, battling the nightmares, he sat awake in bed, wondering what could have been different had he been there.

he brought it up once to a friend, who simply laughed in his face. they told him you had a 'victim complex'.

you were fucked in the head, basically.

and kai knew that if there was even any truth to that statement, you were already trying to fix that. you were seeing someone, getting help. your life was out of your control, and you were working to get it back.

some days were simply worse than others, for both you and kai. you teetered on the edge of love. drunkenly, you would tell him you loved him. and stupidly, he would believe it.

a chemical imbalance in your brain. or so kai tried so hard to believe. anything besides the choice that sometimes, you were just cruel.

it was hard to believe that, though. because when you were good, god you were amazing. you could be so sweet, so apologetic. you regretted being who you were. and it was obvious to kai when you would cry into his sweater, a sobbing mess.

you, at the end of the day, were the one who made all those bad decisions. you were suffering the consequences. you were the one to blame. there was nowhere to hide. accountability was knocking on your door. and while you refused to answer it for the time being, kai would be there when you were ready.

he always would. you're the one making the bed, but kai would always be by your side.

authors note : this is the one based off of making the bed! i am a terrible person. i don't know why i chose to injure a sibling. maybe cuz i feel like ive lost mine idk. lol. idk i might go on hiatus im not doing the best rn and i think how terrible this is reflects that like this was just projection.

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hueningsloverr · 4 months

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౨ৎ txt as musicals !

pairing: ot5 txt x musicals summary: god. idek where to begin. txt as musicals. word count : 0.6k im actually so sorry i even wrote this wow what was i thinking. if you dont know these songs LISTEN TO THEM.

yeonjun : heathers / mean girls there is also a tiny dash of moulin rouge in him

it boy energy is so reflected throughout BOTH

i’m sorry

definitely a candy store guy

he 100% cracks corny jokes like in stupid w/ love

but the amazing theatricality???

the vocals????

SO yeonjun

and ikik abt the soobin meangirl meme but like

lets be real

jjunie just has that energy

and not in a bad way

like in a 'yeonjun told me to dye my hair purple so i did!' way

and when i say heathers i don't mean the negatives

like that musical is fucked up

i mean the level of iconic-ness (?)

sassy man apocalypse fr

"i like looking hot buying stuff they cannot :3" - yeonjun (definitely)

soobin : six

...

i'm actually so sorry for this one!

he competes with himself, that much is obvious

soobin seems like the type to really question if he deserves something - if his suffering was enough

he's the type to compare past suffering to current

like 'well i suffered back then and i turned out fine, i'm not any more important for suffering now' type of stuff

he's the leader, its his job to be the strongest

and he lets himself have some fun

(i mean his first [?] scandal was him showing his middle toe.)

or he could be super serious like the great leader we all know he is

or he's just a total mess, but yet still so strong ??

hes admirable

he's in the history books fr

beomgyu : hamilton

the perfect balance of chaos and serious

i mean he's literally "lock up your daughters and horses!"

while also being "mom i'm so sorry for forgetting what you taught me"

beomgyu was written by lin manuel miranda argue with a wall

its also just so interesting, like gyu

like you could study both hamilton and gyu

a fan favourite

you can't go wrong with hamilton

and you can't go wrong with guy

hamilton has its… fans

and gyu has his bamtoris

both would doxx you if you speak ill of their favs

the gateway into the community

like gyu was the first member i found out about

and hamilton was the first musical i liked

you dip your toes in, and next thing you know you just spent $25 for some merch

taehyun : hadestown

it’s so sad

yet serene and passionate like tyun

i mean, just look at him

those eyes - that smile!!

boba eyes :3

also, he so was a greek mythology kid

probably bought every percy jackson book / related piece of media when it came out

he knows everything

theres just something so tyun about it all

hadestown is a musical you might not know about

but the second you do you're like "wow wtf i was missing out on literally everything good in this world"

and that's literally tyun too

like if you somehow don't know about vocal king taehyun

the moment you find him obsession forms

or at least in my case

my little tyun🤧

i could see him staring in the mirror going "who are you? who do you think you are"

hueningkai : be more chill (bmc)

you can not tell me this boy didn't have some sort of issue making friends

the photos of him sitting alone at lunch (?) pre-debut???

hes so jeremy heere

because he's really just a sweetie

but no one notices him besides his very close friends

definitely would almost accidentally take over the state of new jersey

type of boy to go all the way if he likes a person

im talking joining the same clubs as them

and even joining the friend group they're in

all of it

we all know he used to think so poorly of himself and talk down on himself

like he had those voices in his head

has his michael in the bathroom moments

thinks he's a loner, a loser, a freak

you know the usual high school insults

but he's able to grow confident, with some help

i luv hueningkai ;3

and i luv be more chill

authors note : i lied this is not based off of making the bed. my bad. whoops. maybe next time!

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hueningsloverr · 4 months

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౨ৎ alone !

happy new year loves! this is just a short blurb i’ve been holding onto whilst i'm writing something a bit longer :3 only 164 words :( completely gender-neutral reader, no race mentioned, or anything like that - only specified as "you"

they say there is nothing worse than knowing how it ends. though, being the only one left when it ends is arguably worse. there is no one to talk to. not one other person alive who understands what you are going through. people say "i know how it feels, i'm here for you." yet they never fully know. losing kai came out of the blue, and through losing him you seemingly lost everyone else you knew - including yourself. the person you used to be no longer existed, for they were gone the second kai walked out the door. no amount of crying or begging would ever bring him back. he was set in his ways. his lifestyle - being an idol, being famous, simply being the huening kai - was too much for you, or so he felt. and so he left, for you. yet there you sat, more alone then ever. and there was no way to change that. you were the only one left.

authors note : my next work may or may not be inspired by olivia rodrigo’s "making the bed" :3

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