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flurrys-creativity · 1 year

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Resfeber

resfeber (n.) ~ the tangled feeling of fear and excitement before a jounrey begins

Pairing: Kim Wonpil (Day6) x GN!Reader; Genre: Hybrid AU, Fluff, a little angst; Rating: sfw, pg-13; Warnings: mentions of anxiety, hints of hybrid mistreatments, hints of anxiety attacks, mentions of therapy; Wordcount: 1.712

Summary: You were afraid of basically everything. Even the tiniest sound made you anxious and you couldn’t go anywhere you haven’t been before. The downside of being a cheetah hybrid. Therefore it was decided you would get a companion, someone who would help you through the day and any panic attack. A dog hybrid.

A/N: I don’t remember how long this has been on my wip list... *sigh* buuuut it is inspired by the fact that cheetahs get emotional support dogs in zoos... which makes me very soft..

You fidgeted on your seat, unable to stay still. Your tail flicked around almost impatiently. Every few seconds your gaze wandered to the clock on the wall next to you. Each time you calculated the remaining time anew. You started bouncing with your leg as your senses went into overdrive.

“Maybe this was a bad idea”, you mumbled and picked on the skin around your nails. Your gaze wandered back to the clock. Five more minutes.

Not able to stay seated, you got up and paced around the room. You took deep breaths in hopes to calm down.

“You knew this was coming. You prepared everything for this to come. It’s going to be fine. Dr. Park said this would help me.”

Before the hybrid rights were evoked you had stayed with a human, who had told you everything you were supposed to do. You never had to think for yourself or worry about doing something wrong even if you only sat near his chair. You simply had to wait for his next command. Now though, you got a life of your own and you just couldn’t handle it. What were you supposed to do? How did someone live without being told what to do?

Therefore Dr. Park had started to visit you for regular therapy sessions. He was the one who suggested a companion to ease your anxiety. Something you had discussed with him over a dozen sessions before you agreed to it.

You froze on the spot when you heard a car door slam in front of your home. You glanced at the clock, seeing only a minute had passed. Meaning you still had four more minutes before your visitor arrived. Yet the footsteps outside coming closer to your front door made it abundantly clear they were already here.

A nervous chirp left your lips once the doorbell rang. You had no more minutes to prepare yourself anymore.

“Y/N? It’s Dr. Park! I’m here with someone who’d like to meet you. Could you open up the door? Without sprinting away this time?”

You winced involuntarily at the memory from his last visit. You took one last deep breath and turned towards the door. “I’m a predator, I don’t sprint to run away. I’m totally calm and I got this and everything is fine and they are probably very nice and Dr. Park is right and…”

You opened the door.

“So nice to meet you!” An excited young male greeted you, making you jump on the spot. Without noticing, he grabbed your hand and shook it vigorously. All while he grinned from ear to ear. “I’m Wonpil! I’m a dog hybrid, labrador to be precise. Did you make something to eat? It smells amazing.” He inhaled deeply as he closed his eyes in the process, still holding one of your hands.

You blinked several times before your eyes wandered over his hybrid features: the brown floppy ears between his dark hair, slightly elongated canines, a warmer temperature than the human average as well as the rapidly moving tail behind him.

Your gaze switched to Dr. Park, showing you weren’t so sure about this whole situation. To your dismay his expression was as unreadable as always. He simply gestured all of you to go inside, probably because he didn’t want to hunt you down after you sprinted away with inhumanely speed.

When you reached the living room and sat down on the couch, Wonpil immediately sat down next to you - not losing his excited manner in the least.

“We already discussed how this is supposed to work”, Dr. Park said calmly and sat down on a plush chair opposite of the couch. He observed all of your reactions towards Wonpil. “Did you prepare everything like I asked you to do?”

You nodded shortly. “I prepared the spare room and ordered more groceries online. I also made some space in the bathroom.” Even though you said it out loud, your brain couldn’t quite believe the fact you wouldn’t be living alone anymore. Or at least for the time being until you were able to control your anxiety attacks.

“That’s really considerate of you. Thank you.” Wonpil smiled brightly and nodded in appreciation. “This is quite the change for you. I’m happy you’re doing so much for this. It means a lot to me!”

You bit on your lower lip and quickly grabbed your tail, knowing the tip would just flick around like crazy from the sudden attention on you.

Wonpil laughed softly, suppressing the urge to coo at your antics. “I’m also nervous”, he admitted and clutched his hands in his lap, “but I feel like we’re going to become really good friends.” Even though you were a predator, the nervousness you radiated felt palpable and Wonpil wanted nothing more than to hug you and calm you down. He knew he couldn’t do that right now as you two were still strangers to one another. Yet he offered you his hand, holding it with the palm facing the ceiling.

His heart nearly burst into dozens of tiny pieces when you delicately placed your hand in his, accepting his words and most importantly him into your life.

After a few more necessities were discussed, Dr. Park bid his goodbye and left you two alone in your now shared home. You still felt slightly uneasy about all of this but you knew it was for the best.

The first week together you tiptoed around Wonpil, whenever you exited your room - the only space you had solely for yourself. Of course you didn’t deliberately try to avoid him but you didn’t know how to act around him. Not that you knew how to act around anybody in the first place.

“Morning”, Wonpil greeted you quietly from behind, making you jump slightly and turn around to him. He smiled sheepishly and waved one hand hesitantly.

You frowned in thought, noticing he wasn’t as chipper as before. “Are you unhappy?” You clutched your hands and started fidgeting with your fingers. Somehow you didn’t like the thought of him being unhappy.

Wonpil tilted his head to one side, looking at you with a puzzled expression. Once it dawned on him, he quickly shook his head. “No, no, no. I’m just trying to make you feel comfortable around me.”

Your eyes widened in surprise and you felt the dread bubbling up in your stomach. Cold sweat ran down your back and dark spots appeared at the edge of your vision. You were the reason Wonpil changed his behaviour. You were the reason he toned down his personality.

Wonpil immediately noticed the distant look in your eyes and how your stance shifted slightly. He knew if he wouldn’t get you back, you would bolt out of the room and any progress the two of you made over the first week would have been gone again.

“Y/N”, he spoke softly and stepped closer to you, moving into your line of sight, “it’s alright. You did nothing wrong. I want you to feel comfortable around me. Maybe you can tell me what might help you.” Ever so carefully he pried your hands open. “It’s going to be a long journey but I just know we can do it.”

It took you several minutes before you were able to focus on Wonpil again, blinking a few times as well. It took you even longer until your brain finally registered what Wonpil had said to you. Yet you couldn’t form a single word as an answer. You inhaled shakily, feeling the tears brim at the corners of your eyes.

Wonpil rubbed his thumbs over the back of your hands in a calming manner. “How about we sit down on the couch and take some time doing nothing at all together?” He waited for the faintest of nods from you before he guided you towards the living room.

The second your body hit the cushions all the energy in your body evaporated. You basically melted onto the couch and just closed your eyes, feeling way too exhausted.

Wonpil sat down next to you, still holding one of your hands and caressing the back of your hand. His tail wagged gently when you rested your head on his shoulder with a soft sigh.

“I’m sorry.”

“There’s nothing to apologise for”, Wonpil reassured you, easing more into the couch as well. “We can’t change who we are from one day to the next. It’s a process, which will take quite some time. I don’t expect you to embrace me with open arms just after a week of living together.”

You rubbed your free hand over your face, wiping away a few stray tears. “It’s frustrating. You’re doing so much and I… I don’t do anything.” Without receiving an answer you continued ranting about the struggles your mind gave you each and every day. “I just want to be normal”, you cried in the end.

“You’re doing way more than you’re giving yourself credit for”, Wonpil told you and squeezed your hand comfortingly. “You just opened up to me, Y/N. That wouldn’t have happened a week ago.”

“I just dumped a truckload of frustrations on you.”

Wonpil chuckled softly and shook his head. “I might agree with you that the frustrations were the reason for you to open up but I don’t think you dumped anything on me. I’m here to help you, to listen to you, to share your worries and fears. And as you can hear-” he pointed at his rapidly wagging tail “- I’m extremely happy with this situation.”

This made you snicker as well, hiding your face into Wonpil’s shoulder. The tip of your tail flicked from side to side, indicating the racing thoughts within your mind. Yet Wonpil’s presence so close next to you, kept your worries at bay.

“I’m scared”, you whispered after a while, curling more into Wonpil’s side as if you wanted to hide away. “But I’m also excited.” You sighed and glanced upwards to see Wonpil’s bright smile, making yourself smile as well. “I think your unshakable positivity makes me excited for what is to come.”

Wonpil nodded slowly. “I feel the same way. The trust you’re showing me makes me excited to see what the future holds.”

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kwanisms · 1 year

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please note that I am no longer actively writing for day6 and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in these groups have either been put in the vault or recasted.

🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞 ♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut ✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed

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»» Creature Feature '20: The Summoning ♧ p.sungjin

— oneshots

»» Creature Feature '20: Bad Moon Rising ♧ k.wonpil

�� 7.4k; Sungjin is an incubus that hasn’t seen any action in years. So when Y/N summons him, thinking she can make a deal with him for power, Sungjin is more than willing to play her little game. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, Sungjin doesn’t make those kinds of deals. But that doesn’t mean summoning him will be a complete waste of time, right?

➥ 11.2k; Being cursed a werecat, Wonpil often wishes he’d been bitten by a werewolf. Instead of turning into a fearsome half man, half beast every full moon, he turns into an eight pound black house cat. What will happen one night when he gets rescued by a witch named Y/N and taken to her cottage in the woods?

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luvkyu · 8 months

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wadduh it me again but anon version😈 dowoon x 5th member male reader where dw has the biggest crush on reader (im delulu) and literally admires him during mv filmings, photoshoots or even just normal shit SO the other members notice this behaviour and teases him about it HAHAHAHAHAHA

so let's love ( yoon dowoon )

dowoon x male!reader

dowoon can't hide his definitely-not-platonic love for his bandmate.

content : 0.4k words, fluff, idol!dowoon x 5th member!reader

( a/n ) MMMMMM DAY6 ( i'm obsessed ) this is rly short im sorry,, i rewrote it like three times and im still not that satisfied with it but its FINE

"he's doing it again.." sungjin mumbled toward wonpil beside him.

"huh?"

"dowoon," sungjin clarified, "he's doing it again."

wonpil looked over at dowoon, who was a few feet away on the photoshoot set. the group was currently taking concept photos for their next album, and dowoon's gaze was stuck rather obviously on y/n.

"i don't know what else you expected," wonpil replied. "he's obsessed."

"who's obsessed?" younghyun chimed in after just getting his makeup touched up.

"dowoon."

"oh. with y/n?"

wonpil and sungjin nodded.

"then yes," younghyun agreed.

y/n continued to change poses and expressions in front of the camera. dowoon felt mesmerized. he was supposed to go after y/n, but he didn't know how well he'd do in front of the camera after watching y/n. he might as well have fallen in love all over again.

"yoon dowoon!"

dowoon snapped out of his trance. he looked over at the rest of his group with raised brows. the color on his face turned to a deep red as he realized they'd been watching him stare at y/n. sungjin waved him over, but dowoon almost felt like ignoring him. he knew the three were bound to tease him.

dowoon walked over to them after taking one more glance at y/n, who finally met dowoon's eyes and sent him a quick smile before looking back at the camera. dowoon felt his heart skip in his chest. he looked down at his feet as he walked before stopping in front of his friends.

"so when are you guys gonna kiss?" younghyun asked.

"never, at this point," wonpil answered.

dowoon blinked, "what?"

"tsk. you and y/n. we're waiting for you and y/n to finally get together," sungjin explained.

dowoon looked back at y/n one more time.

"what do you mean?"

small sighs and groans of disappointment sounded from the others.

"you suck at being subtle dowoon. make a move on y/n already," wonpil urged while sungjin and younghyun nodded along.

"i don't think he sees me that way," dowoon protested a bit shyly.

"shut up, you two are basically each other's favorites."

"there's no way he doesn't like you too."

"dowoon, respectfully, open your fucking eyes."

dowoon continued to watch y/n as his bandmates talked. he really hoped they were right.

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starlostseungmin · 2 years

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the way i loved you, fearless ─── candle on the window sill.

masterlist. playlist.

✰ pairing — non-idol!seungmin x fem!reader (with she/her as pronouns) ft. mentions of day6’s wonpil

✰ genre — exes to lovers, angst, fluff, mutual pining, a little bit of idiots to lovers, a slice of life, semi-college au

✰ warnings — mentions of food, profanity and kissing, not proofread.

✰ word count — 7.01k

✰ songs that was used for inspiration — the way i loved you by taylor swift, here always by kim seungmin, give me your forever by zack tabudlo, love again by baekhyun, and araw-araw (everyday) by ben&ben.

REBLOGGING AND LEAVING A FEEDBACK WOULD BE APPRECIATED.

What was it like to break up with Seungmin?

It was cold and blue, full of sad smiles and tears that were kept behind throughout the happiest moments you’ve had. Torn and crumpled sheets of paper, wilted flowers, broken glasses scattered on the floor, and a sad song. Voices of arguing people echoes within the apartment until someone decided to move out leaving half of it lies empty. Broken picture frames, one toothbrush in the bathroom, one pair of shoes by the doorsteps, the scent of his perfume remained until it fades. It was filled with madnessーhe was so in love.

The past relationship was beautiful, falling in love with Seungmin felt like an angel saving you from a tragic fate. Soft as clouds, sweet like candy, beautiful like flowers, it was so good and delicate, one that everyone craves for a relationship. He was perfect for you, the person who never fails to make you smile or make your heart pound like crazy. A sweet voice that sings you to sleep, physical interactions that send butterflies in your stomach, eyes that plead not to make you mad at him for a long time when he did something wrong, a shower of kisses during cuddles, his acts of service that force you to fall into thoughts, what did you do in your past life to deserve someone like him? You were so in love, and so he is.

It was love at first sight when you met him years ago after your sister got engaged to his brother. You were both in sophomore year in college but attending different universities. They live in the city proper as you were living an hour away. You remember how much he looked that day. Gray hoodie and baby blue jeans, white shoes, and a black backpack, he was running late. His hair was fluffy enough for the wind to play. A gentle voice of apology was heard with his awkward smile, he was so cute with those puppy eyes. One that made your heart race and cheeks turned red. His eyes fell in your direction and gave you a warm smile showing his braces. His brother introduced him to everyone and became very close friends with you.

Every beating for your heart was for him, yet you thought he only sees you as less than a lover. Every hour was spent with him you’d wish to last. It was one of the great experiences you’ve had and bittersweet memories you wanted to keep. Seungmin was the love of your life, he didn’t know that at first, but even if he’s not aware of how you felt for him, you were just thankful enough to stay by his side. And you know that one day, he will break your heart because you failed to do the right thing, or so you thought.

It was the way he persuades you to let him take you home even if he gets in his own house late at night. An hour from the city to your address and another hour from your house to the city where he lives in the proper. Your mother loves him as much as how she treats your brother-in-law who happened to be his older brother. A small world that leads you to two to be together. It sparked a friendship that soon turned into a romantic phase when he texted you out of nowhere, at 2 am and it was raining. You couldn’t sleep, thoughts filled with only him. He was standing outside your house, soaking wet in the rain, stole his dad’s car to drive here saying he wanted to see you after days of ditching when in fact he was deliberately contemplating on punching himself in the gut to tell you how much he was in love.

Kissing in the rain at 2 am telling each other how you felt was like heaven. His lips were delicate and warm, tasted like coffee he drank before to stay awake, his bangs covered his eyes due to the heavy raindrops, hoodies wet but it was warm. The very first kiss you’ve had came so unexpectedly. The blooming love enveloped your life and him becoming your first boyfriend was like a dream. He even learned the guitar and wrote you a song, purposely leave his hoodies when he comes to visit your house, takes you on cafe dates, and help you study, saying I love yous every time he takes you home before he leaves, it was perfect. Everything was.

The relationship was blessed for both parties and your first anniversary had to be on your sister’s wedding day. Felix, a close friend of yours was talking with you while sharing some cake as Seungmin was with his brother. Ceremonies ended an hour back and it was the time for the bride to toss her bouquet, a silly common tradition, but it was said to however catch it will get married next.

“Everyone ready?” Says her, turning her back from everyone as the other bridesmaids gather. You weren’t giving a shit, Felix didn’t even mind either, all eyes focused on the cake. “3, 2, 1!”

“Y/n, the bouquet, the bouquet!” Felix exclaimed which made you panic out of nowhere. The cake was being ignored as your sister tossed it high and far, it landed in your direction as the other girls tried to run for it. Yet, the flowers chose you as they ended up in your hands.

“What?” You asked, feeling stunned. Seungmin smiled getting shy after his brother teased him about it. Felix was also wriggling his brows because he knew you’d ended up with him for a lifetime. Only a few know, just your families and a few friends. Seungmin loved to keep it private so he held your hand tightly that night when everyone went home. The hall was empty, and you were sitting aimlessly staring at the flowers. He decided to sit beside you, holding your hand before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“You look beautiful today,” He said, cheeks turning red from blushing.

“Thanks,” You smiled. “You look good yourself,” But he just laughed to cover the embarrassment.

“Can I take a look at the bouquet?” He asked as you handed it to him.

“What are you going to do with it?” You asked as he took a piece of wrapping paper and rolled it out, twisting them to make a semi-braid. Eyes fixed on it, Seungmin was up to something. He laid the flowers down on the bench.

“Since you’ve caught the flowers, I have a little negotiation with you,” He said as he stood up from the seat and stood in front of you.

“Okay, what’s up?” You asked crossing your arms as he suddenly got down on one knee, offering his hand. “Seungmin what are you doing?” Panic surfaced all over your face making you a blushing mess. It was fun to tease you, he loves the way you turn red for him, it’s a way to show his love.

“It’s our first anniversary, and I’m thinking if we should move in together,” He paused, taking your hand. “A year full of happiness even when he had bumpy roads on the way, it was worth it, and I want to spend more of it with you,” He smiled. “This is not a proposal yet, but I just wanted to make sure, marry me in the future, Y/n,” His eyes stared at yours, it was full of sincerity and commitment, one that you would expect from him but not this early. You love him so much, even if it was just a year, you’d risk everything for him.

“Yes!” You exclaimed as he slid the wrapping paper ring on your finger, pulling you for a hug. “I love you so much,”

“I love you too,” He said kissing your forehead. “We didn’t get to spend our anniversary because of the wedding but, happy anniversary baby,” He added before placing his lips on yours, arms wrapped around his neck as his hands on your waist, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.

It was a perfect night, even if you were just in your junior year of college, Seungmin was confident to move in with you. After a few months of planning it, both of you hailed for an apartment. Living together meant cuddles now and then, sweet kisses in the morning and passionate ones at night, having to eat together and share everything. A pair of toothbrushes at the sink, two pairs of shoes at the doorsteps, a closet filled with your clothes, four pillows on the bed divided into two, a large white duvet enough to cover you, a back hug when the one is cooking or washing the dishes, you were both happy and contented.

Moments like taking the bus together at night as you fall asleep on his shoulder, he kisses the crown of your head and cuddles you in his arms after an exhausting day. An amusement park dates where you wear matching headbands and take polaroid pictures with cotton candies in your hands. Running under the rain while holding hands because one forgot to bring the umbrella. Having to play while doing the laundry and blow bubbles to each other for domestic fluff, you couldn’t even ask for more. And even if Seungmin and you don’t like drinking, you both ended up getting drunk in your apartment and making out until it lead your back to meet the mattress as your boyfriend hovered over you. An intimate one.

But then, it all ended up so quickly. Like a snap of a finger that you can never bring back again, or the fate decides.

It has been 3 years since you graduated from college, and work has been taking your time to go home to your family. Even received a phone call from your mom telling you to go home, it was your sister’s wedding anniversary too. One that you’d celebrate every year that you were called to come home but you’ve been missing during the past years. A sigh escaped from your lips as you took the window seat inside your old bedroom. You had arrived on a rainy afternoon on a Saturday. Everything changed per se. The trees had grown older, roofs had become a little bit dirty and covered by lichen, street signs had marks and scratches, and electric wires became thicker after being mixed with new ones, it is the aesthetic of your hometown.

Your suitcase becomes unattended on the floor as you look around. Polaroid pictures of you and Seungmin were still up on the walls. Each frame depicts different heart-melting moments or just simple pictures you took for memories for the years to come and remember. Smiling at the sight, your fingers reached for them to look delicately. Slowly changing the photographs, memories started to flood your mind. A train of heartwarming thoughts and giddiness, it was all about how the way your love blooms and the early days of your relationship.

You were all reminiscing until it was cut off when you heard a knock on your door, it was your mother.

“Y/n?” She called as you left the pictures scattered on your bed to open the rectangular frame.

“What’s up Mom?” You asked.

“Your sister and Wonpil will come tomorrow morning, they said, Joeun had to go to the dentist today.” She said, “But Seungmin will come over first, he said he’s coming to help with the preparations,”

“Oh,” You answered as your heart started to beat faster. It’s been quite a while since the last time you saw him. “That’s good, what time will he be here?”

“I don’t know, it might be this evening,” It was too soon that you didn’t get to prepare yourself. “But please do take a rest first, I know seeing him now after a while ever since your break up must be pressuring,” She chuckled. “Is that okay with you?”

“Of course Mom, it’s fine, we’re through anyway, no hard feelings,” You said, faking a smile as your mother looked at you with sympathy.

“I just hope you guys are all well now,” She smiled before patting your shoulder and left.

Closing the door behind you, the light became dim as a sign it was close to dark. Turning the lights on, you sat down on your bed to pick up the polaroids. You loved Seungmin so much that the break-up didn’t even end up well. It took you a while to stand up back on your feet again trying to move on but for your dear heart’s sake, you were so in love with him. It wasn’t easy to get over someone you truly loved even if the ending part was filled with fights and arguments, things you couldn’t understand. Seungmin tried, you tried, yet you ended up losing each other. But it never hides the fact that you were happy.

Happiness is found when you open a box of your favorite things, but that wasn’t the case. You found what happiness truly meant because of him. A rainy day that turns into the sunshine when he smiles, a tragedy that takes turn into a happy ending, the black that turns into white, Seungmin has a lot of side effects. A simple gesture turns into a fluttering heart moment. Memories of him are nostalgic. There was never a dull moment with him, you knew he loved you so much.

It was almost dinner time, you here helping to set up the table and Seungmin is almost home. You didn’t know what to do exactly, it’s been two years since the last time you met the break up was a blur, and suddenly, after a fight, everything started to fade, but not how you felt for him. You assumed he found a new one, probably he moved on, no talks, no social media interactions, no meet-ups, it was the pure end. You only hear things from Felix and Jisung, nothing more. A sigh escaped your lips as you heard the doorbell ring.

“I’ll get it,” Your dad chirped, making his way to the door, and opening it. “Oh, Seungmin it’s you!”

Your heart started to beat faster, quickly turning to the door and see him. The one you didn’t see in the past two years and the one that you’ve missed so much. His smile was still the same, he didn’t have braces anymore but still, it was cute. Bangs parted on his forehead, a large black coat with a gray hoodie inside and jeans and white shoes, he was holding a bouquet and a food basket. Those flowers reminded you of how he proposed after your sister’s wedding, the paper ring he gave you didn’t last long, but you placed it somewhere where you can carry it wherever you go. But the ring on his finger didn’t show the same love, it was new to your eyes. He must’ve met someone already.

“It’s been a few months since the last time you’ve visited,” Your father said hugging him.

“I’m sorry Mr. (y/l/n), work keeps me busy,” Seungmin chuckled as your dad lead him to where you were with your mother.

“Oh come on, you’re still calling me that? Why can’t you call me dad just like Wonpil, eh?” Your dad responded.

“I’m getting shy,” He laughed along with your dad.

He grew taller and became more handsome, his voice still echoes the same and makes you weak. But it hits more differently when he sings. You used to convince him to apply for a music competition when you were in college, despite going to different universities, you knew the trends yet he always refuse and promise to keep his singing voice only to you. Maybe his new lover is enjoying them now. A small smile was formed on your face as you locked eyes with him. Your mother welcomed him with kisses on his cheek as your father placed the flowers and food on the table.

“Hey,” He said.

“Hi,” It was awkward, both of you didn’t know what to say. Your parents stared at you for a few seconds, you were just standing there, with nothing to say and nothing to talk about, or so you thought.

“Since when did you get here?” He asked, taking the flowers off the table.

“This afternoon,” You said.

“For you,” He smiled, offering the bouquet. You realized it was the same set where Wonpil got your sister on their wedding day, the one you received after she tossed it around. It was nostalgic that you managed to remember.

“Thank you,” You said giving a soft smile, and took the flowers from his hands.

Dinner was served as you ate in silence while your parents kept talking to Seungmin. It’s an awkward family dinner with your ex, but still being entertained with how many questions they were asking him. He is in his third year in law school and at the same time working with his father’s business. You knew he wanted to be a lawyer when he grow up, and he’s invested in his dream now, with only a few more steps to take. It was a good experience to have a Political Science major as a boyfriend.

They were busy to put attention to you, it felt like Seungmin is being their child while you were left in the ditch but it doesn’t mean they don’t love you. Your parents just missed how things were when you were still together and whenever someone mentions your name in between the conversation, it was only a faint smile that you showcase. Seungmin couldn’t help but take glances at you until dinner time was done, he volunteered to wash the dishes as you went inside your room. Your mother was being sneaky as she stood beside him, watching his solemn expression.

“I always see Y/n as one of the shy kids around and thought she was lonely, but then, you came,” She smiled. “She fell in love at first sight and there was never a day that she doesn’t talk about you,”

“I didn’t know what you did to her, because she was so in love and I like you so much because she loves you just like your brother, you boys granted my wish to have sons.” She added as Seungmin started to fight the urge to shed a tear. “I was happy that you said you’d marry her one day, but relationships come and go, I know you had your reasons why you decided to end it. Two years felt like forever,”

Seungmin’s head hung low as he started to rinse them, “I saw the hurt in her eyes when she came home after your break up, I know you loved her too right?”

Seungmin nodded, “So much,”

“You just need to talk it out, it seems like you didn’t get the closure you needed,”

“Mrs. (y/l/n) Iー,” Seungmin said as he was cut off when the electricity went off.

“Damn, it’s at it again, stupid electrical company!” Your dad exclaimed, taking his phone for a flashlight.

“Take the flashlight to Y/n’s room, yes?” Your mother added, giving him the spare flashlight she hid in the cupboards. Seungmin was done washing the dishes as he bowed to your mother and left.

The lights are turned off gently, the moon shines outside as you opened the curtains. It wasn’t as bright as the way you saw it from the city but it was still beautiful giving a hint of light. You found a match on one of your drawers and an old candle you used to light up when the power is off. Sitting on your window seat, you placed the candle on the window sill scratching the match on the box before letting the rope burn into a small flame. It became quiet afterward, but then, it was another knock on the door.

“It’s open!” You said as Seungmin entered with a flashlight.

“Hey,” He said. “Uhm, your mother asked me to hand you this,” He added, handing the small flashlight.

“Thanks, we don’t have emergency lights here,” You smiled, taking it from his hand.

“May I sit down with you?” He asked as you gave him a nod and moved a bit to give him the space. “Your room is still the same,”

“Yeah, I barely come here, I didn’t bother to make changes,” You sigh, letting the flashlight roll on the seat. Seungmin nodded as a response when he saw the polaroids lying on your bed, his hands reached out for them and move closer to the light to reminisce.

“You still have these?” He asked earning your attention, when you snatched them away from his hands.

“I was going to hide them,” You answered with an awkward laugh and placed them on the drawers beside your bed. Seungmin was stunned, he hoped for something else. “So uhm, how are you? I haven’t seen you in a while,” You smiled, shifting to another topic.

“I’m good, I’ve been busy for a quite while, and you?” He asked.

“Same sentiment,” You said as Seungmin nodded as a response. Another awkward silence again, he played with his fingers as you stared outside. His eyes suddenly fell on your hands looking for the paper ring he slid inside years ago but he scoffed mentally, it must’ve broken through the oldness of time. “Are you dating again?” You asked out of nowhere.

“What makes you think I do?” He asked as you pointed his ring using your lips. “Oh,”

“That’s great, I’m happy for you,” You smiled, but deep inside you were still hurting.

“Thanks,” He smiled softly. “So uhm, when are you going back to the city?”

You felt a pang on your chest, your instincts were right. It was stupid enough when he found someone else and you’re still into him. You just want to vanish into thin air and never show up yourself again. It feels like your world crashed with a meteor, the second time. The first time was your break up and now Seungmin is happy being with someone. Moving on was hard, loving him for years now made it difficult to let go. Maybe he forgot about you real quick, and you’ve been blaming yourself for why it all ended.

“Probably on Monday morning,” You said hugging your knees closer to your chest. “I heard you’re leaving tomorrow evening?”

“Yeah, I still have law school on Monday as well, it’s better to leave early, they’re kind of strict about tardiness.” He chuckled.

“You’ve been working so hard ever since we were in college,” You smiled. “It must’ve been so good being closer to your dreams now, I know you’ll ace the exam after you graduate,”

“Thanks, I hope you’re doing good with our routines,” He said. This conversation is killing you. Just an awkward exchange of words to check on each other but not about the break-up. But the thought of it might make him uncomfortable. Seungmin looked at you again as you were staring back at the scenery outside, unable to give eye contact. It might resort to crying if you see his face. “Y/n,” He called.

“Hmm?” You hummed turning to look at him.

“About what happened to us, I’m still sorry about it, I never get the chance to talk to you,” He said, expression softened and turned a bit gloomy.

“It wasn’t your fault, I was stupid that it lead us to break our relationship, let’s not talk about it, I don’t want you to worry about us anymore,” You smiled trying to hide the pain. “Besides, you’re happy with someone else, I bet you’re already engaged with them. Seeing the ring reminds me how you’d want to marry them for reassurance,”

“I’m not engaged,” He said.

“Then, married?” You asked as he chuckled in response.

“I was sure you’d be the one I marry,” He spoke, looking directly into your eyes as you were caught off guard. “But I’m not sure how things will turn out right now, I was hurt when we broke up, I blamed myself tooーI also had a hard time trying to forget you,” He chuckles lightly.

“You were so good to me that you did nothing wrong, I was the one to blame so don’t beat yourself about it…” You said trying to hold back the tears. “I loved you so much that I want to stop myself from hurting you,”

It was that time when things started to get heated up by emotions, broken promises were held captive by the lack of time. You were both busy, Seungmin had a hectic schedule in law school and his dad’s business as you work on being an immigration consultant. He comes home late at night while you were left to do paperwork. Both are pressured by your jobs, no cuddles spent mostly, and only go to sleep because of exhaustion. Sometimes being driven by house responsibilities and emotional breakdowns. Seungmin tried to be a good boyfriend to you, but he grew tired.

Kissing your forehead after a rough day, you fall asleep in his arms as he kept his mouth shut about what happened to his day. He didn’t want to worry you as he promised to take you first before himself. You were the only one who kept him strong to hold off every pressure he’d been through. But it’s not every time he could hold in it, until one day, his bubble popped out with a loud sound. All because of a misunderstanding.

“Y/n, fuck, can you please stop complaining for once? I’m trying to work!” He snapped. You were too exhausted that day, your boss was getting all riled up because of your job. Seungmin was having a bad day as well, but you never expected him to yell back.

“How can I not complain about it? I want to quit that agency.” You scoffed as Seungmin sighed, crumpling his papers for giving too much time and revisions.

“Then quit! All you do is complain anyway. Did you even ask how I am? I always put your first because I don’t want you to get stressed out and now this? I just wanted a peace of mind. I’m trying to do a fucking project!”

“It’s always that excuse! Do you even understand how I feel?”

“Fuck it! Now you’re blaming me for not being understanding?”

You’ve been in a lot of arguments before, but not to the point where everyone was yelling. But ever since Seungmin talked back at you, things started to fall off. It happens at least a few times a week, every night you yell and he gets mad. Broken glasses fall on the floor, stationeries scattered on the table, him sleeping on the couch instead of your bed. Everything was chaos. It was becoming toxic. There were times you’d made up but then another series of arguments.

“You thought you didn’t do anything wrong in this relationship? Do you always think you were always right? No!” He said.

“Then why can’t you listen to me? I’ve been trying to keep this thing going with you but you’re messing up my patience!”

“You too! I’m not a punching bag Y/n, you can’t get all riled up to me when you have a bad day! Stop blaming me as if it’s my fault!”

“I am not fucking blaming you!”

“That’s it, I’m done with this conversation. I’m breaking up with you!”

“You left the apartment after that and move back with your parents,” You said. “I moved out a few days after you did, that place had bad memories,”

“I’m sorry,” He said as he held your hand.

“It’s nothing to say sorry about Seungmin, it was my fault,” You added patting his hand before slipping your hand off from the grip. “As I said, don’t beat up yourself about us because it might ruin your current relationship,”

“I still think of you,” He said, looking at the scenery outside the window. “I always remember how I used to wait outside your school just to take you home even if I arrive late on my own,” He chuckled. “Even forced me to stay, honestly, all I think about was the good things that happened when we were still together, not the bad ones, I just know that I used to be so happy whenever I’m with you.”

“Likewise, you know that I loved you so much right?” You asked looking at him.

“I do,” He smiled looking at the candle. “This house of yours fill in a lot of memories before we moved in together, and even if we did have our apartment, it was fun living with you, I just missed those times,” You bit your lip, looking down at your knees. His sentiments were like yours, the nostalgic feeling of your relationship haunts you both.

“If we didn’t break up, do you think we’re married right now?” You laughed shamelessly as he turned away trying to hide his pink cheeks, but later he realized it was so dim for you to notice it.

“Maybe,” He said. “And already have a kid,” He laughed as you smacked his arm making him let out a small reaction to pain, rubbing his affected area. It was so good to warm up with you again, but it would feel so great to have you back in his arms. Yet too afraid to hurt you again.

“I’m glad you’re happy right now Seungmin,” You said. “I wish I am in the same boat as you,”

“You’re still single?” He asked turning to you.

“Yeah, I never been able to go on dates after we broke up, too busy,” You said as Seungmin remembered what your mom told him earlier. Should I ask her or not? No, she might say no… Just shut it out Seungmin, he thought. He just nodded at your response and took a deep breath.

“Can I tell you something?”

“Go ahead,”

“Y/n, I stillー,” But Seungmin was cut off when the electricity came back, distracting you from the conversation.

“Thank goodness, I thought we were sleeping under a hot roof,” You said taking the candle from the window sill and blowing it off. “What are you going to say again?” Seungmin froze in his seat, the timing was wrong, and it would be awkward to pursue.

“Nothing, I think I need to go now,” He smiled awkwardly as he stood up from the seat. “Keep the flashlight in case the power goes off again,”

“Sure,” You said, couldn’t help but feel disappointed with the power being back. “Wait, you’re not staying here?”

“No, I’m sleeping at a hotel, all my things are there but I’ll be back tomorrow morning,” He said.

“The hotel near the convenience store?”

“Yeah, and if you want to come by, I’m in room 0325,” He smiled. “Good night Y/n,”

“Good night…” You answered as he left the room, closing the door behind him.

Laying on your bed, everything came unexpectedly today. Seungmin himself was the first, reminiscing about your relationship came second and the closure. A closure that just proves you are still highly into him and it will probably make you stay awake for the night. You would see him again tomorrow, that’s for sure but contemplating telling him how you feel might ruin things. A heavy sigh escaped your lips as your eyes fell back to the window, the curtains were still open and the moon decided to hide behind the clouds. It was raining again.

You closed your eyes as you listened to the sound. The memory of him coming to your house at 2 am saying he wanted to see you flashed back. Rain, wet hoodies, and a stolen car, a passionate kiss was shared. It felt like you just came back to this place to remember everything, from the beginning to the end. Seungmin was all you think about. You missed him so much, two years really did prove that moving on isn’t as easy as falling in love. He has a huge part of it, something that he had devoured the moment you became a couple.

You sat up again and took the polaroids from the drawer. Each picture depicts your feelings, one with happy smiles, one where he was smiling after pulling a prank on you, another shows your hands forming a heart and the last one was a kiss you had during a date at an amusement park. A tear fell from your eyes, how can I be so stupid to hurt him like that? Why am I still so in love after two fucking years? I want to take him back… you thought.

His car took off a while ago and the convenience store was only a block away. You tossed the polaroids on your bed and walked out of your room, running downstairs ignoring the voices of your parents. It was raining heavily, you didn’t mind. You just wanted to get into his hotel and tell him everything. A closure wasn’t enough, a simple conversation of how are yous is not going to work. You wanted him back, even if he’s in a relationship with someone else, it’s just Seungmin. The Kim Seungmin you once wasted that you never want to let go of again.

Several knocks were heard from his door as he was drying his hair after taking a warm shower. White oversized shirt and black shorts. It was his fit to get into bed sometimes. The towel played with his wet hair after taking a beeline towards the entrance, growing impatient with all the knocking as it got louder by the second. A harsh sigh escaped his lips as he peeked through the small hole at the center of his door. He dropped the towel on the side table and opened it.

“Y/n?” He called as you entered inside, looking at him with desperate eyes. You heard the door close behind you leaving Seungmin confused. “What are you doing here? You’re soaking wet!” He exclaimed as your hands came in contact with his cheeks before crashing your lips on his, causing him to lean on the wall.

The boy was left dumbfounded as his heart started to beat faster than usual. Your lips felt the same as before, soft and warm, delicate and sweet, except it was desperate enough to make him feel the same. It suddenly drove him crazy, as he pulled you closer to him, not minding how soaked your clothes were and him just getting out of the shower. His hands met your waist as he deepened the kiss, one that became passionate and driven by the longing for each other’s comfort. Eyes were shot, his lips molded with yours as he sucked your bottom before taking them again. Your arms wrapped around his neck making him smile in between. He waited for something like this to happen, he missed it so much. But you pulled away so suddenly.

“I don't care if you're in a relationship or not, I still love you–” But later you were cut off when he started kissing you again, hands on your cheeks as you held them right in the place. It wasn't as desperate as the first one, his kiss felt like it was longing for someone to come back. Closing your eyes again, tears started to form in them as you kissed him back. It was bittersweet, a gentle kiss that he always does after a fight. His thumb started to caress your cheek when his senses felt your tears.

“Hmm,” You hummed softly, heavy breaths started to escape as it ended with a peck. He rested his forehead against yours, looking at those sad eyes before kissing the tip of your nose.

“One more of it, I'm taking you back,” He whispered.

“Just take me back,” You said looking at him as he gave you a soft kiss on the lips.

“I still fucking love you, Y/n,” It made you cry burying your face in his chest, as he hugged you tightly.

“I missed you so much, and I’m sorry for everything that happened between us, I was stupid,” You cried as he pulled away, hands on your cheeks again to wipe your tears with his fingers.

“Shh, it’s okay, you’re here, I’m here. You’re not going to lose me again okay?” He reassured, leaving a kiss on your forehead as you closed your eyes to feel the warmth of it.

“Aren’t you married?” You asked, looking at him when he just chuckled in response.

“No,” He said. “Two years isn’t enough to pursue a new relationship baby, I was waiting for you, hoping that you’re still single, but I understand if it’s not me anymore, after what happened, it’s rare to have the same feelings from the past,”

“You weren’t giving me any decent answer when I asked you so,” You pouted as he gave you another peck on the lips.

“As I said, I still love you and you’re not going to lose me the second time, okay?” He answered with a smile.

“I love you too,” You smiled.

“I know. Now wash up and change into my clothes, you’re staying with me tonight,” He said before taking a few clothes from his suitcase. “Don’t tell your mother you’re with me,” He winked which made you roll your eyes in a playful way.

“My parents would probably know I’m here,” You said as he gave you his clothes and a bathrobe. “Thanks,”

“You’re welcome, now go, so we could cuddle,” He said with puppy eyes as you gave him a peck on the lips before storming inside the bathroom. Seungmin felt his cheeks turn red and the heated kiss made his heart go crazy. He had to drink some water to calm him down but excitement riled up in his body, wanting to take you again in his arms. The sight of you in his clothes made him more flustered, it’s been a while and you still look good in it. A view that he always falls in love with and would never get tired of if you’d use every piece of clothing he owned. “I can confirm that I’m still head over heels to you,” He spoke.

“How so?” You asked, drying your hair.

“I’m so down with the sight of you wearing my clothes,” He smirked which made you blush. It is his favorite, a gray oversized shirt on you and his boxers, Seungmin finds you cute every time. “Come here,”

“I love your clothes,” You cooed, walking towards him as he pulled you into a hug. “But I love you the most,”

“You’re making my heart go crazy again, stop it,” He laughed as you punched his chest playfully.

“You made me run here thinking that you’re married and I was so desperate to take you back not minding if you cheat, I just want to have you back,” You said as it made him smile, kissing your lips.

“Did you hear what I told you earlier?” He asked, sitting on his bed, dragging you onto his lap.

“About what?”

“I was sure that you’re the one I’m going to marry? It’s always been you,” He said, taking his ring off his finger. “I bought this a few days after we broke up, the paper ring from the bouquet didn’t last long, it comes with a pair,” He added, leaning towards the nightstand to take a small box.

“That’s pretty…” You said, feeling the guilt about what happened.

“I was planning to give you this, but things happened,” He said, showing you the other ring. It had a small rose-gold heart-shaped diamond on a silver circle. “Even if I managed to move on and have a new one in my life, I would never give this to them,”

“Seungmin,” You called, tears starting to form in your eyes again.

“This belongs to you Y/n,” He smiled, taking your left hand. “This isn’t a formal proposal but we’ll get there. Are you still up on marrying me?” He added looking at you.

“Fuck, yes!” You exclaimed, wiping your tears as Seungmin slid the ring on your finger before giving you a prolonged kiss. It was a rollercoaster of emotions that took only a day, and maybe you were sent home to come back to the person who longs for you as much as you longed for him. Seungmin was still foolishly in love as you consider yourself an idiot for hurting him like that. He deserves the same love he gives, he was perfect enough to put yourself at risk of falling in love. And as time passes by, his love never faded. It is still the same as making your heart flutter with a hint of teasing and mostly acts of service.

“I love you, Y/n,” He whispered in between the kiss.

“I love you too Seungmin,” You answered, taking his lips again not minding the sound of the rain outside. It was intimate and comforting, one of your love languages with Seungmin’s habit of smiling in between. Maybe it’s one of the courses of action that shows the way you love each other, finding one another back to what you were before.

“Say, do you want to live with me again?” He asked, staring into your eyes.

“You know I can’t say no,” You smiled as captured your lips for another quick kiss.

“I know you so well,” He smirked as you smacked his arm lightly.

“Ow,” He laughed, giving you a hug as you kissed his forehead before resting your chin on the top of his hair, hugging him tightly. “I’m never going to let you go again this time.”

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masterlist

hello, my loves! i'm back i guess? i have updated the masterlist, so here we are♡ please let me know of you feel i have labeled my posts wrong in terms of angst or triggers, and we can look into it together!! thank you x

also, take these labels with a pinch of salt as i have zero clue what the damn hell i write :)

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bang chan ink, a bang chan series (finished) part zero, part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven, part eight, part nine, part ten, part eleven, part twelve, part thirteen, part fourteen, part fifteen ᰔ ☁︎ 𓍯 bang chan drabble, “can i sleep here tonight?” ☁︎ bang chan drabble, “the one where the dog gets away.” ☁︎ bang chan drabble, “exhausted.” ☁︎ bang chan social media ᰔ 𓍯 bang chan drabble, “figure it out.” ᰔ ☁︎ bang chan drabble, "bunny." 𓍯 bang chan drabble, "home." ᰔ bang chan drabble, “quiet” ᰔ bang chan drabble, "nightfood" ᰔ 𓍯 a year with bang chan; ᰔ january 2nd february 14th march 2nd april 17thmay 30th june 4th july 14th august 1st september 12th october 3rd november 1st december 31st

lee know lee minho drabble, “water.” ☁︎ lee minho drabble, "whale watchers". ᰔ

changbin seo changbin social media ᰔ 𓍯 valkyrie street, a seo changbin series (coming) ᰔ ☁︎ ༄ 𓍯

hyunjin hwang hyunjin drabble, “i’m right here.” ᰔ ☁︎ TW

han han jisung social media ᰔ 𓍯 han jisung drabble, "cruise ships" ᰔ

felix lee felix drabble, "how incredible." ᰔ ☁︎

seungmin none yet

i.n yang jeongin drabble “inside beauty.” ☁︎ᰔ

group and plurals stray kids reaction to their soft s/o accidentally cursing ᰔ stray kids reaction to their girlfriend flinching ☁︎ stray kids reaction to their s/o sleeping in their bed ᰔ stray kids reaction to their s/o filming an intimate scene ᰔ stray kids reaction to their relationship going public ᰔ stray kids reaction to their s/o being shy about their singing-talents ᰔ 𓍯 stray kids reaction; everyday texts ᰔ 𓍯 stray kids reaction; love at first sight ᰔ stray kids reaction; realizing they love you ᰔ stray kids reaction: dancing with you at 2am ᰔ stray kids as taylor swift songs ᰔ𓍯 bang chan & hwang hyunjin drabble, “1. 16. 33.” ᰔ ☁︎ TW-ish 3racha reaction to ice skating ᰔ 𓍯 3racha reaction to their girlfriend being from a different country ᰔ stray kids drabble, "twisty-tie." ᰔ stray kids drabble, “tan lines and late nights.” ᰔ stray kids texts, summer edition ᰔ

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rm kim mamjoon drabble, “drunk.” ᰔ kim mamjoon drabble, "chai lattes." ᰔ kim namjoon drabble, "go to gate." ᰔ kim namjoon drabble, "2. 21. 50." ☁︎ kim namjoon drabble, "9:52pm" ᰔ

v kim taehyung drabble, "the ringing of a library." ☁︎

group and plurals rm, suga, j-hope drabble, “ddaeng.” ༄

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day6 day6 reaction to kissing their crush ᰔ day6 reaction to being in a long-distance relationship ᰔ day6 at their wedding ᰔ kim wonpil drabble, "highschool!au" ᰔ

got7 im jaebeom drabble, “cravings” ᰔ

monsta x shin hoseok drabble, “you make me feel alive.” ᰔ im changkyun drabble, “are you really in love with him?” ᰔ im changkyun drabble, “10. 45. 49.” ᰔ ☁︎(?) chae hyungwon drabble, “oceans.” ᰔ ☁︎ chae hyungwon drabble, “1. 38. 41.” ᰔ lee jooheon, drabble “I Love You.” ᰔ

nct jung jaehyun drabble, “for you” ☁︎ TW

seventeen seventeen reaction to asking you to be their girlfriend ᰔ seventeen hip hop unit at their wedding ᰔ seventeen reaction to you overhearing them confess their feelings for you ᰔ seventeen reaction to meeting their ex girlfriend ᰔ

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I’m Serious | k.yh

-> pairing. Kang Younghyun (Brian) x f!reader

-> genre. fluff, humor

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1840

-> warnings. none!

-> a/n. English is spoken in bold!

-> collection. songfic

-> started. Sep. 3rd, 2020 @ 01:11

-> fin. Dec. 20th, 2021 @ 00:22

-> edited. Wed., Jul. 12th, 2023 @ 23:59

You bounce up and down as you see the Jeep park near the beach house where you and your friends would be staying for the weekend.

The houses lined along the beach were like something you'd find in a movie or TV show, with the brightly painted wooden walls and straw roofs and small steps leading up to the porch that gave a spectacular view of the beach. There was a hammock on the porch, along with a beach chair that looked like it would cave in under the weight of a book.

As the five of your friends started hopping out of the car, you ran to them as best you could in a pair of slops (flip-flops), hugging everyone with welcoming squeals of excitement.

You had gotten there a day earlier since you got off work sooner than they did. There would be three people in a room since the house was pretty small, each room decked with one bunk bed and a single bed with a bedside table and one shared closet. Thankfully you hadn't packed all too much, considering that you were only spending the weekend, and left plenty of space for the guys.

"Y/N! It's so good to see you!" Jae said as you leaned up to hug him, a bright smile aimed at you. You replied with a weird groan of agreement before moving to hug Dowoon and Wonpil at the same time, since they were closest to you.

"I feel like you've grown again," you said with a playful jab to Dowoon's ribs, laughing as Wonpil nodded and muttered something about sharing his height with everyone. Dowoon blushed as he whined childishly.

"Noona," he whined, making you giggle and pinch his cheek gently.

"I'm just teasing, Dowoonie, go ahead and check out the house with Jae and Wonpil." You smiled after him as he ran off with his back, waddling after his hyungs cutely. Shaking your head you turned to Sungjin who had been fondly watching you interact with the youngest, rolling his eyes and smiling stupidly.

"Hey, noona. It's been too long." He said as he leaned down to hug you, a lot more relaxed than the rest of your clique, pulling away and grabbing two bags in each hand. You ruffled his hair and watched him walk off after the others, a smile on your face. Before you could turn around to greet him, arms slipped around your waist, a gentle weight resting against your shoulder with breath fanning against your jaw.

"Jagiya..." Younghyun drawled, trying to act cute. You rolled your eyes but turned around with a smile, facing a pouty fox who looked like he was on the verge of throwing a tantrum.

"Why do you always greet everyone before me? Your boyfriend?"

"Because, dummy." You pushed your finger against his forehead harshly, giggling as you spoke, noticing him going cross-eyed. "They need reassurance of my love more than you do."

"Yah! I also need your attention!" He shouted with a large smile, picking you up at your waist and lifting you up, making you shout to put you down and hit weakly at his shoulders. When he finally set you down you giggled, leaning against him, figurative hearts in your eyes as he leant down to kiss you. You gave him a short peck before telling him to grab his things and come on inside.

"I'm the eldest, I should get a single bed to myself!"

"But I'm the youngest and therefore have maknae privileges!"

You heard a sigh as Jae and Dowoon argued loudly about the last single bed that was available (since you had already snagged the one in the room to the left, courtesy of arriving first).

You went over to the room, leaning against the door frame while overseeing the argument, finding it hilarious how Wonpil so easily ignored them while neatly unpacking his things on the lower bunk.

"Y/N! You tell him that as eldest, I should get the single bed. Right? Tell him!" Jae said over-dramatically, his hands flying all over the place. You grinned mischievously before clearing your throat.

"I'm afraid that Dowoon is right. On page 294 in the Maknae Privilege Code of Conduct, it clearly states that he gets the single bed." You said, speaking with the confidence of a lawyer defending an obviously innocent man. Dowoon walked over happily and Jae looking at you with the face you'd use as the thumbnail for a Top 10 Anime Betrayals video.

"I hate you." Jae said before sulkily throwing his things up on the top bunk, Dowoon side hugging you for a second before smugly going to his single bed.

"Aww," You back hugged Jae, standing on the very tips of your toes to rest your chin as close to his shoulder as possible before saying, "don't be like that, hm? You know I love you, and I have a compromise anyway." Jae perked up at your comment looking less sulky than before.

Dowoon looked utterly terrified, and Wonpil was (figuratively) eating popcorn at the drama playing out in the bedroom.

"Because Dowoon gets the bed, he has to pay for one thing you want."

Dowoon glared at you, appalled, while Jae triumphantly pumped his fist in the air and gave you a light kiss on the cheek. You laughed, waving at the guys still in the room and walking outside to the kitchen to see Brian and Sungjin talking idly about what they'd do for dinner (they'd apparently had lunch on the way here) and what to do to keep everyone busy. You walked over almost silently, leaning up to give Younghyun, who was sitting on one of the counters, a peck on the cheek, looking over at Sungjin with a large smile and suggestive wiggle of the eyebrows.

You reached for the hem of your shirt, beginning to pull it over your head when there was frantic, almost high pitched screaming from the man closest to you, who grabbed your wrists and jumped off the counter to hide you from any prying eyes.

"Yah! What d'you think you're doing?!" Brian shouted heatedly, still a bit shook with the stunt you’d just tried to pull.

You snorted, almost falling over, leaning your forehead against his chest as you laughed silently. "God, you're cute," you muttered, wiping a tear from the corner of your eye and regaining your composure.

Younghyun was looking at you like a lost puppy, pulling at your heart strings. Giggling still, you pulled your short forward and motioned your head downward, Brian looking down, confused. When he saw the fabric of a swim suit, he laughed in disbelief, letting his head rest against your shoulder. "Ah, I'm sorry." You said, running your hand through his hair comfortingly.

"You gave me a heart attack," he mumbled, pulling away.

"Are you two planning on keeping me as a third wheele or can I leave?" Sungjin teased playfully, making the two of you turn around.

"Right, sorry. Anyway, I was thinking we could go down to the beach and you know... Swim?" You chuckled, taking off your shirt to reveal the stretchy fabric of your all gray swimsuit before tying up your hair.

"Sounds fun," Sungjin turned to Wonpil and the others who were sitting in front of the television playing Mario Kart. "If you guys wanna join we'll be down at the beach."

"Okay, hyung. See you guys later!" Dowoon called as he shouted with Wonpil, who had just been pushed off of the track by Jae.

"Ciao!" You shouted as you ran outside, cheeks hurting from smiling so much. Having already swam a bit, you were first in the water, Sungjin eventually joining you before Brian finally got in. Once the water was about waist high you waddled over to Younghyun, who looked kind of uncomfortable.

"What's up? You okay?" You asked as you brushed some hair out of his face, putting your hand over his arm. Brian nodded with a half hearted smile.

"It's just a bit dark, is all. You can't really see anything."

"It's okay, love. You can go on back if you want. We won't be here long, anyway." Brian nodded, kissing you thankfully before he turned and walked back to solid ground. At around about the same time, the three doofuses ran down from the beach house, splashing in the salt water and lunging down as soon as it was deep enough. You laughed, shutting your eyes as water flew at you.

You only stayed in the water for about 30 minutes before you got tired of the boys' seemingly endless energy, going to lay down underneath the tree Brian had set up everyone's towels at. You went and sat next to him quietly, finding a comfortable spot where you could lay down with your face out of the sun while still being able to tan.

You layed down with your head resting more or less next to Brian's side, only your lower half exposed to the sun. You entered a peaceful state of limbo, still aware of everything around you but feeling like you were asleep. You opened an eye, however, when you felt weight being placed on your stomach, looking up to see Younghyun laying against you, eyes closed. You smiled fondly at him, playing with his hair for a second before letting your hand rest on the nape of his neck.

As night fell, everyone got all huddled up inside, dressed in their PJ's, two boxes of pepperoni and mushroom pizzas laying on the coffee table in the living room.

You laughed and shouted along with the guys as they had an intense game of Smash Bros, sitting sandwiched between Dowoon and Brian, nibbling at your pizza while the room went silent. When Wonpil won for the 3rd time this night, you screamed, Brian's soul having seemingly left his body. You were giggling, rubbing his back soothingly with your legs intertwined.

It only took a few more games and a scary movie for you to head on off to bed, yawning once every 2 minutes. Not long after Brian walked into the room, stopping midway toward his bunk bed. "Bri?" You said in a small voice, face hidden in the darkness of the room.

"What's up?" He asked, crouching down beside your bed and running a hand over your hair.

"Can you sleep with me for tonight? I can't fall asleep because of the movie..." You were nervous for his reaction but weren't entirely surprised when he mumbled for you to move up, shifting in next to you and wrapping himself around you.

"I keep telling them..." He said with a sigh, his lips brushing against your shoulder. You sighed contently, putting your hand over his.

"Today was fun though, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was. Wait until you see what I have planned for tomorrow." Brian whispered mischievously, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. "Go to sleep, princess. We have a long day ahead of us."

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kpopjust4u · 2 years

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When their members pull a prank on them (Random Idols)

Post Date: 17th June 2022 Content: Fluff (I guess) TW?: N/A Request?: Yes

Masterlist Prompt list

Wonpil (DAY6): He’d initially whine and get all bothered about it for a little while, but in reality, he’d just get over it like nothing happened, well, try to act like nothing happened. He knows he should be more used to it by now, acting like it’s not a bother anymore.

Jeonghan (Seventeen): Jeonghan, being pranked, you have to be kidding right? He’s the one of the most chaotic members in the group and would end up doing the pranking, nothing can fool him, so he’d just laugh and sigh at their failed attempt.

Bang Chan (StrayKids): He’d be so used to it, and so used to the antics from his members that he’d either really wouldn’t give them much of a reaction, just sigh and shake his head with a small smile on his face or would lose his cool and whine at them, either extreme.

Mingi (Ateez): He’d lose it, whining and bitching about the whole prank, really not letting it down, thinking it would be really unfair that they’d play a prank on him but who is he kidding, he’s in a group with Wooyoung, he should be so used to it but still manages not to expect it.

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got-svt · 3 years

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groak

pairing: kim wonpil x reader genre: fluff word count: 646

Wonpil didn’t mean to stare, you just happened to be in his line of sight. At least that was what he repeatedly told himself so he could try and convince both Jae and himself that he did not have a crush on you.

“Dude, just talk to them.” Jae insisted, gently shaking Wonpil’s shoulders, “What do you have to lose?”

“No!” Wonpil whisper-yelled at his friend, eyes looking around wildly just in case anybody managed to overhear, “I’m not going to.”

With a final huff towards his friend, Wonpil’s gaze landed on you once again as you delicately sipped your cup of tea, eyes skimming through the book you were reading. Jae rolled his eyes at his friend’s helplessness, surely he would be hearing about you for days to come.

The first time Wonpil laid his eyes on you was a couple of weeks ago, sun shining brightly through the window pane of the cafe he frequented. Your skin seem seemed to glow golden at the sun’s gentle haze, taking a bite of the blueberry muffin that accompanied your morning coffee. He felt his breath get caught in his throat at the sight of you, never had he seen anything more enchanting; he just couldn’t help but stare.

It was raining the second time he saw you, exactly a week after the first. Wonpil was shocked, to say the least. He just couldn’t believe his luck as he saw you warming yourself up as you cradled a cup of hot chocolate in your hands, gently blowing away the smoke. Though your hair was wet, sticking to your face as a result of the rain, he thought you were just as alluring. As his gaze repeatedly made its way over to you, he wondered if all he had in him was to admire you from afar.

Wonpil crossed every finger on his hands that you would be at the cafe today. The universe must’ve been on his side as he saw you at your usual table, halfway through a book and looking as captivating as ever. The only difference this time around was that he was accompanied by his friend Jae, who was determined to see the person Wonpil just couldn’t shut up about. He cared for his friend’s happiness, he couldn’t just watch him pine for you, “You’re not always going to be so lucky. This might be the last time they come to this cafe and you never even got to know their name.”

Meanwhile, you hadn’t been oblivious to the cute boy staring at you for the past fifteen minutes. Truthfully, you were almost itching to approach him, invite him to join you over at your table. You shook your head at the thought, that would be too forward, you were just going to have to wait for him. Lucky for you, his friend Jae was just as antsy as you as he said something you couldn’t quite hear. Wonpil made his way over to you, eyes suddenly unable to meet yours, clearly nervous.

“You know, I was waiting for when you were going to approach me.” You smiled, gesturing to the unoccupied seat in front of you, “You’ve been staring at me for the past few minutes.”

“I’ve actually been staring at you for much longer than that.” He loudly blurted out as he took a seat, his eyes immediately growing wider at his admission. In the distance, you could hear the subtle contact of Jae’s palm meeting his face. He waited for you to push your chair back, scream in horror, maybe even throw your piping hot cup of tea at him.

Instead, you laughed — loud and unrestrained, yet it still sounded like music to his ears. “I’m Yn.”

Okay, so maybe Wonpil did have a little crush on you. But he’d never tell you, at least, not for a while.

groak (v.) — to stare longingly at someone who is eating in the hope that they will ask you to join them.

part of the lover’s dictionary

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stayndays · 4 years

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hmm #2 from the settings list with Wonpil please and thank you? ☺️🤍🤍

you got lucky anon!

you picked..

2. Restaurant!

The restaurant’s atmosphere was cozy enough to not make you feel out of place in your semi-casual outfit, yet had a dash of elegance both you and Wonpil loved. If you had to admit though, Wonpil looked quite handsome in his buttoned up shirt and casual dress pants, the colors matching well with your outfit as well.

The two of you thanked the waiter who brought your delicious plate of food, the smell of it rising to your nose as you couldn’t wait to dive into your meal. You took notice of Wonpil taking a sip of his drink before picking up his utensil.

“It’s nice to take a bit of time off work and go on an actual date, huh?” Your partner stated after swallowing his first bite of food. You wiped your mouth with a tissue before responding.

“Yeah, it really is. Thank you love for taking us here!”

You can tell Wonpil became flustered at your comment as he gently laughing and waved you off, going back to eating his food. Smiling a little bit brighter, you too went back to your food.

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blu-joons · 2 years

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When You Sleepily Lay Down In His Lap ~ Day6 Reaction

Sungjin:

A light chuckle escaped from you as a hand tickled against your waist, your eyes flickering up at Sungjin. “Did I tickle?” He innocently asked as he watched you.

Your eyes rolled at the knowing look that was on Sungjin’s face, “you know exactly what you’re doing, you can never just leave me to close my eyes.”

Sungjin’s shoulders shrugged as he continued to joke around with you, “I just thought you’d like for me to hold onto your waist, keep you still so you don’t fall off of my lap.”

“I won’t fall,” you chuckled, “I’m buried in nice and snug against your lap now.”

“Isn’t it better to just be sure Y/N?”

Your head shook back at Sungjin, “if you keep tickling me then you know that I’ll find a way to get you to pay for it, you’ll regret doing this.”

“You would never be able to get revenge on me,” Sungjin challenged, watching your eyes widen at his suggestion.

“Are you really willing to try me though Sungjin?”

“Maybe I’ll move my hand after all.”

Young K:

A slight hum came from you as fingers tangled in with your hair, tugging against you gently. “Sorry, sorry,” Youngkyun stuttered as he played with your hair.

A chuckle came from you as Youngkyun loosened his grip, twirling your hair around. “I thought you said that it would be cosy for me to lay in your lap?”

Youngkyun’s head shook as you messed with him in reply to his apology. “It is cosy, just when I’m careful with your hair. To be fair, it’s not my fault your hair is so much a mess.”

“Hey,” you gasped, “my hair is definitely not a mess, it’s just a little stressed.”

“Not now I’ve taken care of it though.”

You nodded in agreement with Youngkyun, “I guess laying in your lap has its perks, especially when you decide you want to play with my hair.”

“I was supposed to make you sleepy playing with your hair,” Youngkyun admitted, knowing his clumsiness hadn’t quite managed it.

“Maybe if you’re careful I can get some rest.”

“I promise I’ll be more careful now.”

Wonpil:

Your head shook as Wonpil’s hands tapped into his lap, encouraging you to lay down there. “You’re tired, come and lay in my lap so you can rest Y/N.”

You were still apprehensive as Wonpil took a hold of your hand, “I don’t want to get in your way by laying in your lap, you won’t be able to move your legs.”

As you continued to protest, Wonpil decided to take your hand and pull you down so that you were in his lap. “I wouldn’t offer to let you lay in my lap if I was bothered by it silly.”

“You could just be being nice,” you teased, “you might just feel bad for me.”

“I do feel bad that you’re feeling tired.”

You smiled up at Wonpil as you turned to be able to look up at him, “it’s just been a busy day at work, you should know, you have plenty of those too.”

“So, next time I have a busy day, does that mean that I can rest in your lap too?” He questioned, willing you to nod your head in reply.”

“How badly do you want me to agree to that?”

“Honestly, Y/N, you have no idea.”

Dowoon:

Your smile turned up even higher as an arm draped around your waist, glancing up you met the eyes of Dowoon straight away. “Are you comfortable there?”

Your head nodded straight away as you pulled Dowoon’s arm even tighter around your frame, “it’s always comfortable for me whenever I lay down in your lap.”

A nod of the head came from Dowoon as he continued to watch you closely, “are you sure that I can’t get you a cushion or something to rest your head on, make you even cosier?”

“Then I wouldn’t be laying in your lap,” you joked, “it would be a cushion.”

“You might hurt yourself in my lap.”

Your head shook in response to Dowoon, “if I’m uncomfortable then I promise that I’ll tell you so that you can look after me and cuddle me some more.”

“I don’t need you to be uncomfortable for me to cuddle you,” Dowoon assured you, deciding to snuggle down even closer to you.”

“I think that I could get pretty used to this.”

“I think that I could enjoy this too.”

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daysswithyou · 5 years

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I’m Serious

Characters: Wonpil x You

Genre: 95% angst, 5% fluff

Word count: 5.1k

Description: I’m serious. My eyes say that I like you. Why don’t you feel it?

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[Final year of high school]

You remember where it first started. Under that big willow tree by the corner of the school field.

"Done!"

"Yay! Thank you!"

I turn around to face a grinning Wonpil as he passed the marker back to me.

"Now that you've signed my uniform... what else is there for you to do? Oh yes! The book!"

He raises his eyebrows at you as you rummage through your bag, presenting to him a notebook and pen.

"Write a small message in the book for me? I want to remember everyone that has been with me on this high school journey."

"Sure."

"First page, left the biggest space for you."

Wonpil bursts out laughing at the sight of his big face plastered on the first page. But soon he calms down, thinking long and hard about what to write in your book, chewing on the ends of your pen as he thinks.

There's so much he wants to say...but he's afraid he'll scare you away. How to be subtle yet clear about it?

He blushes furiously as he pens down the words sincerely, biting onto his lower lip the entire way to prevent himself from grinning widely.

"Done! You can read it now."

"Now?"

"Yea." A nod and a grin.

The notebook returns to your hands and you find the page easily, reading through it slowly.

In his classic long-winded style, Wonpil starts with how he first met you in middle school, then goes on to basically narrate your entire friendship through middle school and high school. Yet the essence of the message is in the last line.

Let's hang out more over summer break? Namsan Tower? We can take a stroll along the bridge with love locks!

He looks at you expectantly, awaiting your favorable reply yet your reaction is not one that he expects.

"Yea we can go Namsan! See the pretty summer foliage but love locks? Ayyy why would we go there? We're not a couple!"

You punch him in the shoulder zestfully, hoping to lighten up the heavy mood that threatens to suffocate the both of you.

"Ayyy you're right, what was I thinking? Love locks? Pffft it's kind of overrated. Let's not go there. When do you want to go to Namsan?"

"Next week? But then again I've got plans elsewhere too..."

You rattle on and on about your schedule and plans for the summer holidays, but at this point, Wonpil was listening only halfheartedly.

So... I guess you're going to just laugh it over huh?

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[Present day; sophomore year in college]

"Yah Y/N!"

You jump at the sudden loud voice, wondering why on Earth Kim Wonpil was still in school at this ungodly timing.

You hear footsteps thundering towards you as you turn, finding a mop of long brown hair right in front of you soon after.

"Why are you still here?"

"Waiting for you."

"Why? We didn't arrange to meet for dinner today right?"

"We didn't. I wanted to wait for you so we could go home together."

"You didn't have to-"

"Y/N!"

Another voice interrupts your conversation with Wonpil, and you both turn to look at the new participant.

"Hi Jinyoung, not heading home yet?"

"No, I wanted to say bye to you before leaving."

"Oh...you didn't have to! I was still inside talking to Prof Oh about the project, you must have waited for a long time."

"For you, it's ok. Get home safely Y/N! Your friend?"

"Oh, him? Yes, since middle school. Wonpil, meet Jinyoung! We take classes on digital design together."

"Nice to meet you Wonpil. Jinyoung."

"Nice to meet you too Jinyoung."

Something is off.

There was nothing wrong with Wonpil's greeting but you know he's not acting like himself. Wonpil would always greet people with a smile, not like this with a stoic facial expression.

Does he not like Jinyoung?

Jinyoung shifts his eyes nervously between you and Wonpil, sensing the tension in the air too. Eager to leave, Jinyoung breaks the silence first.

"I'll make a move then. Get home safely Y/N!"

Jinyoung ruffles your hair as a parting gesture but from the corner of your eye, you can see Wonpil shooting daggers towards the both of you. More specifically, at Jinyoung and the hand that lay atop of your head. His smoldering gaze follows Jinyoung even as he moves further away from you, turning to wave goodbye to you.

"Wonpil ah, did you have to stare so intensely at Jinyoung? You scared him."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just making sure he wouldn't try anything funny with you, some guys out there are scary."

"Not Jinyoung, he's fine."

"You two are close?"

"Quite? We're design assistants under Prof Oh now so I see him often."

"Is he nice to you?"

"Well. Yea. He's sweet, he buys me dinner sometimes when I'm busy and I forget. He stays back to help me when I hit a creative block. Small things like these that touch the heart. He's actually a pretty good guy."

"Woah really? Wow my little friend Y/N is all grown up now!"

"Oh would you stop teasing me? I just said I might, not I would."

"Just asking for fun. If you had to choose someone to date, who would you choose? Jinyoung or me?"

"How can I possibly choose? Both of you are equally good guys."

"Come on, that's not an answer!"

"It is! Besides, it's not a serious question. You just asked for fun right?"

I'm trying to start a conversation to figure out how you feel, masking it as a joke so you wouldn't know. Yet it seems like I'll never get an answer from you.

"Ah forget that I ever asked. I don't have to know the answer anyways."

He sticks out his tongue to make a face at you, and you do the same to spite him. The bus ride is silent as you fall asleep on his shoulder, Wonpil barely moving an inch to make sure you won't wake up.

Back home, he flops down on his bed with a heavy heart, puffing up his cheeks in annoyance as his mind replays your answers to his questions.

Why can't she just give me a straight answer? Is she really going to continue to be ambiguous?

His phone buzzes with a special tone, and he flips it over immediately, knowing it was a message from you.

Thank you for sending me home today. I’ll get you some patches for your shoulder tomorrow, sorry about that ^^’’’

It’s ok, I got them at home. Rest well princess

His thumb hovers over the heart emoji, wondering if he should include it in the text.

If I do this, it’ll be very obvious right? She’s so oblivious, I got to make it obvious.

It’s ok, I got them at home. Rest well princess <3

He added in the heart emoji for good measure, placing the phone screen down on his chest as he waits for your reply. He envisions a getting a cute text back, and he has to use the back of his hand to cover his mouth, lest his giggling noises arouses suspicion from his family. He didn’t have to wait long for your text back, but his smile immediately fades when he sees your reply.

Princess? BLEH :P Rest well too Piri! See you tomorrow.

No hearts, no emojis, no nothing. Just plain text. With nothing else left to reply, he locks the phone screen and tosses it to the side of his bed.

Wah I’m really going crazy here. How do I get her to realize my feelings? I’ve left so many hints! What else more should I do?

With no answer to his questions, Wonpil is left staring at the ceiling again as he runs his hands through his hair and face in frustration, just like every other night.

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“Yah Kim Wonpil. You need to look away. If you don’t, either your eyes will pop out of their sockets first, or both of them will go up in smoldering flames.”

“What?”

Wonpil hears Sungjin’s voice, but does not register what the older says. Rolling his eyes, Sungjin shifts left to sit right in front of Wonpil, effectively blocking his view of both you and Jinyoung.

“Hyung!”

“Why do you keep looking? Just leave them be. Staring at her isn’t going to magically make her fall in love with you. So you either go out there and do something, or else you give her up.”

Sungjin then takes a look at his beeping watch, uttering out farewell to Wonpil with his mouth full of sandwich before hurrying off to Physics Lecture.

Perhaps Sungjin has a point, maybe I should give her up?

The thought eats away at Wonpil for the rest of the day, earning him a earful from his lecturer when he was caught not paying attention. And later on in the day, another earful from Sungjin during band practise when he messes up the keys for the song transition. Even as he lies on his bed at 1am attempting to fall asleep, he finds his mind wandering back to you. Memories of you that start way back in middle school surfaces in his mind, each giving him more and more reason to like you.

Your hardworking self; never missing class clean-up duty even if that means you have to rush back from consultations with teachers.

Your kind self; volunteering your free time at animal shelters, orphanages and elderly care centres. Sometimes you even go the extra mile for them, travelling to far flung places when they are short on manpower.

Your brave self; standing up against friends and elders who do not realise that their actions are wrong.

Yet, Wonpil is also well aware that you’re not perfect.

You can be quick to anger; blowing up at people just because you were cranky that morning.

You can be blunt sometimes; not really thinking about the weight of your words before saying them.

You can be unreceptive to feedback; you might pull a black face the whole day, just because someone said something you didn’t quite agree with.

Despite your flaws, Wonpil sees redeeming qualities. Over the years, you’ve acknowledged your flaws and you’ve been slowly improving on them. Small things like apologising at the end of the day after yelling at someone, makes you more endearing to him.

I like her because, and I love her despite. How could I possibly give up on someone like that?

Yet Wonpil only sets himself up for heartbreak - for not being to let you go.

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At the end of each day, Wonpil goes home to nurse a bruised heart. All day long, he has to watch you and Jinyoung get all chummy with one another. The smiles shared between one another, the hand holding and all that sort of stuff he doesn't even want to think about.

But the worst part comes when he's with you, and yet he doesn't have your attention.

Barely able to hide the annoyance in his voice, he asks,

“Who are you texting?”

“Jinyoung.”

Him again. Why won’t you just pay attention to me for once?

Wonpil’s jaw tighten and his fists clench, his lips now set in a straight line as he watches you with sad eyes.

You spare him a quick glance from the corner of your eye, noticing the change in his mood but yet you still want to reply Jinyoung, so you try your best to bid for some time.

“Sorry, let me just reply to this one text real quick…”

You type out a speedy reply, promising to text Jinyoung again tonight before you turn your attention back to Wonpil.

“Sorry Piri! What were you saying?”

“What time do you end tomorrow in school?”

“You’re planning to wait again? I’m going to be late though, got a project meeting with Prof Oh till 9 and then I’m seeing Jinyoung for a short while after.”

“Jinyoung? What for?”

“I have no idea but it probably won’t take long.”

“I’ll wait for you then.”

“Really Pil, you don’t have to.”

“But I want to! Will you just not argue with me and agree to it?”

“Alright! Geez what is up with you?”

You land a light punch on his stomach, and Wonpil finally laughs again at your cute antics.

It’s so easy for you to make me happy but when will it finally be my turn to make you happy?

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[2100, outside Prof Oh’s office]

Jinyoung and you bade the professor goodbye as she locks up her office, and Jinyoung waits till she’s out of earshot before turning to you.

“Y/N.”

“Yea? Oh right, you said you wanted to tell me something.”

“To be exact, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Go straight ahead.”

“Hand?”

“Hand? Why’d you need my hand?”

Despite your doubts, you trust Jinyoung so you give your hand as you he asks, looking away for a moment to see if Wonpil has arrived. You snap your head back when you feel cool metal against your skin, the sound of small charms tingling in the air.

“Oh what-”

“It’s a gift, and I was hoping you’ll wear it to the year end dinner and dance.”

“Ah so this is what it is all about… Park Jinyoung I didn’t know you were that sneaky. Luring me in.”

“Well, I can’t show all my skills at one go right? So is this a yes?”

“Yea I would love to.”

You watch as Jinyoung smiles from ear to ear, before he leans forward to place a kiss on your cheek.

Yet, instead of feeling all warm and fuzzy after the kiss, you are left wide-eyed with shock, your system not welcoming the sudden kiss at all. Your first instinct is to remove yourself from the scene, and the first person you thought of was Wonpil. You wanted him close to make you feel safe, yet he was nowhere in sight.

Wonpil...where are you…you’re supposed to be here...

Unbeknownst to you, he was there, just not in your line of sight. From his well-hidden spot behind the pillar, he could see and hear everything. Anger bubbled within him when he realised that he lost to Jinyoung again, and he nearly crushed the supper he had so painstakingly made for you after his own dinner. But the fatal stab to the heart was the kiss and he took your inaction as acceptance. The image sears in his mind, the dreaded feeling of losing you crawls under his skin.

He leaves the scene, leaving the broken pieces of his heart scattered around. Maybe you’ll finally step on one, and notice his unwavering heart for you when it’s too late.

---

The last contact you had with Wonpil for the past 2 weeks leading up to dinner and dance was the supper he made for you after the incident. You had got home late after trying to shake off Jinyoung, and by then the soup had gone cold. He left you a note that read:

To: Y/N:

Sorry for not turning up in school, I wasn’t feeling too well. But Mum made some soup and had me bring it over. Heat it up before you drink it and don’t stay up too late.

But you could taste the lie in the soup. Only he would know to put carrots instead of celery in the soup, knowing how much you disliked the latter.

Why’d you have to lie?

Yet you knew he must have his reasons so you decided not to question him. You barely saw him in school; he seemed to be busy, always rushing off to places after a quick greeting to you along the corridors.

But you knew you had to find out why he lied, so you sent him a message, hoping he would finally be willing to talk to you again.

Come over at 5pm tomorrow? I need help.

The message was instantly read but the “Online” status quickly went off. Despite not getting a response, it was a good start that was enough to give you hope.

---

"You called me all the way over here - for this?"

"To be fair... I called you because you were the only one that lived close enough to help me with this. Come in and close the door behind you."

Why do I do this to myself...

Despite the pain in his heart, all Wonpil did was let out a soft sigh of exasperation, before entering your room and shutting the door behind himself.

"What do you need help-"

He turned around to face you, only to find the door to your bathroom closed, light shining through from the bottom slit.

With nothing else to do, he sat down by the edge of your bed, eyes scanning your room aimlessly. Upon closer inspection, he found something amiss about your room. To be precise, there were new additions to your room - additions that were an absolute eyesore to look at. Lying on top of your desk, was the bracelet Jinyoung got you. He recognised the rose quartz charm, your birthstone for a Cancer baby.

But even now, and like all the previous occasions, Wonpil could only watch as his heart clenched in pain, nails digging into the palm of his hands to stop himself from dismantling the bracelet. He had to admit, it was a smart move by Jinyoung. Something you would wear all the time, so you would be constantly reminded of Jinyoung. Wonpil didn't realise how intensely he was staring at the bracelet until you stood right in front of him to get his attention.

"Wonpil? I called you 5 times and you didn't even respond, what are you preoccupied with?"

"Oh- I-I was just...you know. Admiring the bracelet."

He then gestures vaguely in the direction of that...thing he so very much detested before letting his arm drop back heavily to his lap, the corners of his lips lifting into a stiff smile just to make sure you would not suspect a thing.

But you saw through him; the stiff posture, the tight lines around his eyes, and the happiness that wasn't reflected in his eyes.

He saw. He saw it that day. But why is he acting this way?

Then the realisation slams into your head, and it was the only possibility left.

Was it possible...that he...that he...still had feelings...for me..?

But you nip the thought in the bud before shoving it to the back of your mind.

No he can't still have feelings for me. It's been years since we last said those words to me.

"Help me?"

"With what? You haven't told me since I got here."

He's standing by the end of the sentence, and you've turned around to have your back facing him.

"Help zip me up?"

Wonpil's words die in his throat at the sight of your exposed back and he has to take a deep breathe before answering, afraid that the tremors in his voice might give him away.

"Sure."

Still, he is hesitant. This is such an intimate act, especially when he's so hopelessly in love with you. Yet he's the only one that's so bothered by it. You sweep your hair over your shoulder, casting him a sideway glance when you realised he hadn't made a move since; a look that said "What are you waiting for?"

With no other option but to go forth, Wonpil takes half a step closer to you before holding your dress in one hand, and his fingers on the other pinching the zipper between his hands. Very slowly, he draws the zipper up and electricity charges the room. As his eyes travelled over the expanse of your back, intrusive thoughts fill his mind; your fingers tangled in his hair, his hands travelling down your back as his lips finds purchase along your neck, feeling your pulse throbbing against his lips.

Meanwhile, you were having a hard time keeping your heart from racing as well. Wonpil was taking a painfully long time zipping up your dress, and you could feel his eyes on your back as he slowly made his way up. That made you more self-conscious, and goosebumps broke out all over your arms as you tried not to shiver under his gaze. He was your best friend for goodness sake, why were you feeling so hot and bothered around him?

When you felt the zip come to an end at the back of your neck, you lifted your gaze from the floor, only to find Wonpil already staring at you back in the mirror. As always, his eyes are filled with stars, they twinkle under the soft lights in your room. But the sparkle is dimmer now, shrouded behind a heavy emotion. It was a huge, dark storm of swirling emotions; disappointment sat in the centre of the storm whilst sadness and anger made the violent storm rage wilder. It was the look of pain that you wear when you look at something you pine for; a situation where you look at something that you want but can never have.

Oh God. He still hasn't gotten over me. He never did.

You gasp a little when you feel his hands rest lightly against your hips through the fabric of your dress. You catch his gaze through the mirror and you have to remind yourself to breathe with the way that he was looking at you. Pressing his lips beside your ears, your gasp escaped your lips, sounding a little too loud for your liking.

"You look beautiful tonight Y/N." And I wish that I was the one taking you to dinner and dance instead.

He detaches himself from you with a soft brush of his lips against your ears, giving your hips a very soft squeeze.

Yet you don't let him go, capturing his hands in yours to place them on your waist before swiveling around in his arms to face him.

Unsure of what to do in such a compromising position, you hesitate for a moment before placing your hands against his shoulders, admiring how sturdy they feel under the skin of your fingertips.

You lock gazes with Wonpil, heavy silence in the air. Neither of you dared to speak first, afraid that once the status quo was broken, everything would spiral out of control. Your relationship could either become a spectacular show of fireworks, or burn to ashes in the deadly flame.

Wonpil tried his very best to keep himself in check, taking swallow breathes in order to not breathe in your intoxicating scent. He knew that if he allowed more of you to invade his senses, he might just tip himself over the edge, acting on desires that might end what little he has with you.

He may never have you as a lover, yet he certainly does not want to lose you as a friend.

He will keep his distance now, just like he always has.

He kept his hands firmly locked on your waist, his eyes travelling to safe space. Like your eyes. But now... maybe they weren’t so safe anymore. Your eyes that always held such strong emotions, were now asking him one simple question.

And the answer to that question, was one that he hoped to spend the rest of his life proving and showing. He wanted so badly to just press his lips to yours now, whispering between kisses and breathes how much he loved you. But he knows that it is not his place to shower you with love unless you allow him to. So he takes that thought and shove it away until your break the silence and bring it to the forefront of his mind.

“Do you...still...like me...?”

Wonpil lets out a small chuckle at your question; was it really one that needed to be asked? Releasing a hand from your waist, he tucks a strand of hair behind your ears before cupping your jaw gently,

The pad of his thumb hovers above your skin for a moment, hesitation still evident in his eyes. He would hate himself if you chose to walk away at the end of it all...but he would hate himself more if he didn't try. Softly caressing your cheek, he takes his time admiring your features, committing them to memory. He may never get the chance to do this ever again, so he basks in the moment; the one time he has your undivided attention. He gazes into your eyes lovingly, never once breaking eye contact before pouring all his emotions into those heartfelt words.

“It seems like the whole world knows this except you but I do Y/N. I like you. I love you. Nothing has changed since the last time I told you under that big willow tree in high school.”

He pauses to compose himself before continuing.

“But it’s ok even if I’m not the one you love. It might take some time but... I'll get over you. Someday. Somehow. I don't ask for your love, I just ask that you be happy."

He gives you a weak smile and your resolve breaks apart. It lets out a torrential flood in its wake and the only thing stopping you was the feeling of his arms around your back as you surged forward into his open arms. You tighten your arms around his neck, and he soon feels water dripping down the column of his neck.

"Y/N...? What's wrong?"

Instinctively his hands reach up to smooth your hair, like he always does when he has to comfort you after hard times. You bite on your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying out loud, willing the tears to stop flowing so dramatically.

"Shhh... It's ok now Y/N... It's ok... I got you, I always got you..."

It's true. Nothing's changed. Even though you brushed his feelings aside many times, he never put yours aside. You many have broke his heart, but it's clear that the broken parts still beat for you. These thoughts made you choke out a strangled sob, and you gave up trying to hold it in. You cried freely into Wonpil's shoulder at the thought of him constantly watching over you, the feelings of guilt and disappointment making you shake more violently in his arms. Holding you closer, he repeats his comforting strokes along your hair and back, rocking you slightly now in a bid to lull you into a sense of comfort so that you'll stop crying.

"Silly girl. What's wrong... please don't cry anymore..."

"Saying such things is only going to make the tears flow even more so would you just shut up and let me finish crying."

"Feisty. You're still the same... Ok then."

True to his word, Wonpil stops talking, but he continues comforting you until he hears that you've stopped crying. When he feels you push yourself off of him, he stretches over the length of your bed to reach for the tissue by your bedside before turning back around to place them on your tear stained face.

As you rub your face dry, you attempt to look him in the eye but you give up immediately, feeling the tears well up in your eyes again at the sight on his attentive face, ready to listen to whatever concern you might have.

"This is so embarrassing..."

You turn your face 180 degrees away from his, trying your best to not cry again. Yet memories of how he's cared for you all these years play again and again in your mind, making your guilt eat away at you again. A few stray tears slip down your cheek, and you hastily swat them away.

"Come here."

Wonpil's fingers are on your jaw again, turning your face to make you face him again. Carefully, with a touch that is tender and eyes full of love, he wipes your tears away gently.

"If you keep swatting your face, it's going to turn all red."

"I honestly can't be bothered."

"Come on~ you put in so much effort to look good tonight. Let's not let that go to waste."

When the mucus finally clears from your nose and you can speak clearly again, you whisper:

"How? Why? After so long your heart still hasn't changed..."

"You keep giving me more reasons to love you, why would my heart change? Besides, you know me better than myself, and you accept me wholeheartedly for that. Why would I walk away from someone I won't have to spend the rest of my life explaining myself to?"

He intertwined his fingers with yours, giving it a light squeeze as he stroked your knuckles.

"But like I said, it's ok if you can't love me. I'll find a way to let you go eventually. Even though it hurts."

It felt like a stab in the gut to admit defeat, but Wonpil rather let go with grace then to cry and whine about it. He stands to go.

But this time, it's no longer him that wants to let go.

"Stay. Let me try to love you too, Wonpil."

He furrowed his eyebrows at your odd request, wondering if his ears were playing tricks on him.

"But Jinyoung..."

"He’s not the one. I was never sure about him, but now I know he’s not the one. But I’m willing to give this a shot Wonpil, I’m willing to try."

"Really?"

"Really."

"You're not joking?"

"I'm not."

"Are you serious?"

"I'm serious."

You stare him dead in the eye and it happened so quickly that you weren't even aware until it already happened. You felt your back hit the cool glass panels of your wardrobe and Wonpil's nose press against your cheek as he kisses you deeply. The feeling knocks the wind out of you, and it leaves you breathless. This time round, it feels right. You welcome the kiss, weaving your fingers into his hair. You surrender to Wonpil, allowing him to take the lead. His kiss was full of longing, with a hint of relief that you hear in the small sigh he breathes out in between kisses. He kisses you passionately and fervently at first, leaving no inch of your lips untouched. But soon he slows down, taking his time to savor the taste of your lips, nipping and tugging at them sensually.

When he finally breaks away to catch some air, you giggle when you notice how flushed his face was as you run your thumb over his swollen lips.

"I am really, seriously, deeply in love with you Y/N."

"I am too, Wonpil. You don't have to worry about me running away anymore; I'm here to stay. And this time round, I'm serious."

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