#golcha bomin x reader

[starry-nights-garden]

✧ Golden Child Bomin x gn!reader ✧ words: ~600 ✧ genre: comfort, a bit of angst, implied friends to lovers ✧ warnings: hints of reader having a difficult relationship with their parents ✧ prompt: “I didn’t know where else to go.”

You’re running down the street for as long as your feet carry you. You don’t have a specific goal in mind - all you know is you have to get as far away from home as possible. 

Keeping your gaze fixated on your sneakers going in and out of your view so nobody would see the tears still streaming down your face, your legs eventually take a few turns to lead you back onto an all too familiar path. You don’t register it yet, but the houses around you that you’ve passed by a thousand times are slowly causing you to calm down a bit, and when you’re finally out of breath and you come to a halt, one look at your surroundings is enough to know where you are.

“Oh…” you sigh to yourself, starting to walk towards that one house at the far end of the street. The image of his face flashes by your inner eye, and you suddenly feel like he’s the only person you’d want around you right now. So you make your way to his place, and when you arrive, you ring the doorbell without hesitation. It takes him a few moments, but sure enough he soon opens the door for you, a surprised expression on his face.

“Y/N!” Bomin calls out your name. “What are you doing here?" 

"I…” You’re not sure what to tell him, but when he notices the tear stains on your face and concern reflects in his gaze, you blurt out the truth. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

“Come in first of all,” he says, inviting you with a motion of his hand, and he leads you towards the couch in the living room. “I’m alone right now,” he informs you, so you would know that you could talk freely and wouldn’t have to worry about his parents overhearing your conversation. Sitting down next to him, you fidget with the sleeves on your shirt, but you’re not sure what you should say to him.

“Do you wanna talk?” your best friend asks carefully as he leans in to get a closer look at your face, and eventually you shake your head.

“It’s just… the usual,” you mutter, and you lift your head to make eye contact with him.

“Ah…” He furrows his eyebrows, a mixture of complicated feelings hiding underneath, but he keeps calm nonetheless. He knows that getting angry about the situation would do nothing to help you, and so he returns his focus back to you. Bomin puts an arm around your shoulders, and he continues, “Then… what about some food? We can order whatever you like, I’ll treat you.” His offer causes you to smile, along with the way just being near him makes you feel protected.

“Actually…” you say, and now you’re feeling shy all of a sudden. “I was thinking… maybe… a hug?” Your best friend raises his eyebrows at you, and for a moment you think you can see him blush. But then he nods, and he wraps his arms around you in an embrace that feels warm and sincere. Closing your eyes as he holds you, you eventually return the hug, wishing you could stay like this forever. And in feeling safe with him, you also notice another emotion that’s been growing deep in your heart, mixing in with the comfort he brings. 

“Better now?” His voice is surprisingly soft when he speaks, and he brings some distance between the two of you. You nod, mustering a thankful smile, and when you see his relieved face right in front of you, you know you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else right now.

#golcha scenarios #golcha drabbles #golcha x reader #bomin x reader #bomin drabbles #bomin scenarios #golden child fluff #golden child drabbles #golden child scenarios #golcha fluff #fluff #angst #comfort #golcha comfort

[thepixelelf]

Rookie Moves

Genres: spy/secret agent au, romance Pairing: Reader & Bomin (Golden Child) Words: 1.6k Warnings: guns, injuries, a lil makeout. reader wears a suit Notes: ah yes, a baby fic that's too long to be a blurb and too short to really be a full fic 💕 we love consistency here on thepixelelf.com

On his first ever mission, Bomin decides to play hero.

Bomin watches you with narrowed eyes from across the room, leaned up against the wall between two floor-to-ceiling windows, a champagne flute in hand that he's yet to sip from. You, in the gorgeous, blood red waistcoat and slacks two-piece everyone at HQ said you just had to wear for this mission, don't notice Bomin's stare at all. Or, if you do, you ignore it. Your champagne glass is near empty, and it's your second one of the night.

Of course, that's your job. Get all smarmy with the target until they're drunk and enamoured with you — enough so that they'll give you the information you need so that you can pass it off to Sungyoon, who's making his own rounds within the party dressed as one of the many waitstaff.

You laugh at something the target says, and Bomin knows it's not real, but no one around you does. He scoffs at the way the target looks at you; like you're naive and easy. They have no idea they're being played.

But do you really have to stand that close?

"Easy, loverboy," Jibeom says through Bomin's comm. "You're gonna burn a hole through the target before we get anything out of 'em with all that glaring."

"I am not glaring," Bomin hisses. He should be thankful that Jibeom is in charge of communications and can make a separate channel with just him and Bomin in it, but since Jibeom is the one teasing him in the first place...

"Sure, sure. Just relax, yeah? Agent Carmine is your superior officer, Rookie. They know what they're doing."

Bomin scoffs again. "Yeah, and they're good at it."

"Okay!" Jibeom whoas out. "Let's just reel in that big green monster real quick before—"

The line goes dead, and Bomin frowns at the sudden, ominous silence. "Agent Grey?" He uses Jibeom's alias first, but when no answer comes, his brows furrow, and his hand instinctively goes up to his earpiece. "Hey, Jibeom? You there?"

A burst of static explodes in Bomin's ear, making him flinch and wince. Bomin stretches his jaw out to try to wave off the high-pitched ringing the burst left behind.

"—been made. Sungyoon—" Jibeom's voice cuts in and out, interrupted by static and, even worse, silence. "—he's down. Seungmin— They—"

Bomin's eyes frantically flit over the party, but he can't see Sungyoon. Nothing in the room even seems amiss, like everything that's so obviously going wrong on their end doesn't even matter to the rich people on the surface.

"—knew we were com— the whole time. I can't—" Jibeom sounds more and more frantic with each fragmented sentence. He's used to always knowing what's going on. Always knowing what to do. "—Agent Carmine. Their comms— down."

Rattled, Bomin returns his gaze to you, and his heart sinks when he realizes you're still talking to the target like nothing happened. You can't hear anything. You don't know the entire operation's going under.

"The target knows— Carmine— Rookie, you gotta— out of there. I'll—"

Jibeom's broken voice cuts out again, lost for more than a few seconds. Heart racing, Bomin can't remove his eyes off you to assess the situation like he knows he's supposed to. All that training never prepared him for this: a mission going sideways. Every other mission he's been allowed on, even though it was just backup, like now, went smoothly. He barely had to lift a finger.

But now, Sungyoon might be down, Seungmin might be god knows where, and Jibeom can't even reach you.

The target cradles your wrist in their hand, admiring your expensive cuff links, and before Bomin even knows what he's doing, he's next to you. He takes your arm in one hand and uses the other to remove the target's stupid fingers.

"We're going," he whispers, only to you.

Unaware of anything ado, you paint an awkward smile on your face and try to gauge the expressions of those around you. In your eyes, he sees you make the decision to pretend not to know him. "I'm sorry, sir, but—"

"But the party's just begun, don't you think?" the target speaks, seemingly unbothered by the way Bomin is now holding your wrist. That only makes Bomin want to hold you tighter. The target smiles, and it sends a shiver down his spine. "Wouldn't want to cut off the fun too early."

You laugh politely, nervously, and try to pry yourself out of Bomin's grip. "Of course, we can't..."

"Rookie—" Jibeom's voice returns, more panicked than ever. "—out of there. Now!"

Bomin doesn't really think.

(Well, he does, but the only thing in his mind is holy shit I might die before I ever kiss them. And that's not a very helpful or intelligent thought, so.)

All he does is spin you around, put his hands on your cheeks, and muffle whatever ass-kissing words you were trying to say by planting a big fat one on your lips.

You push him off, a scowl stretching the corners of your lips, your facade dropped. "The hell are you—?"

Bomin pulls the gun hidden beneath his suit out, pointing it directly at the target.

They just laugh. "Now this is fun."

Behind Bomin, you mutter, "What the..." just as the rest of the people you'd been talking to pull out their own concealed firearms, pointing them at you and Bomin. "Oh, you've gotta be kidding me."

"It's cute that you got yourself a little guard dog, Agent Carmine."

Your eyes widen at the target's words. They even know your alias— Bomin tightens his grip on his gun, his trigger finger itching — what else do they know?

"Fortunately for me, I have a few of my own." They gesture to the people now circled around you.

"I always knew you were a coward," you spit at them. "What? Can't hold your own?"

The target doesn't fall for your taunts, though, chuckling in a way that sends a shiver down Bomin's spine. "That's cute, Carmine. I'll bother holding my own when I run out of people to pay to do it for me."

They laugh again, full-bellied with their eyes almost slipping shut.

Under your breath, you whisper just loud enough for Bomin to hear. "You wanna be helpful to this mission, Rookie?" You don't wait for an answer. "I'm gonna need you to do me a favour."

"Name it."

"Duck."

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"You kissed them?!" Jibeom screeches, making Bomin scramble to cover his mouth with his hand. It's too late though -- probably the entire medbay heard him.

"I thought we were going to die!" he whispers harshly.

"Die?" Jibeom echoes, voice at a normal volume. His face is scrunched up from holding in his laughter. "With Agent Carmine? You saw how they single-handedly took down all those gunmen and the target, right?"

Bomin grumbles, "Yeah. I was there."

"Oh my god. You kissed Carmine--" Jibeom wipes away an actual, real tear from the corner of his eye. "Oh my god. They're gonna kill you. You're so dead!"

"Rookie."

Both of them turn to see Sungyoon walking into the medbay. His shoulder is messed up from the mission, but he refuses to take pain killers because of his stupid pride, so he winces when he cocks his head toward the exit.

"Carmine wants you in training room B."

Jibeom puts a hand on Bomin's shoulder. "It was nice knowing you, Rookie."

=

Bomin blinks at you, hands limp at his sides. "...What?"

"You heard me," you say. The training room is empty except for the two of you, so your voice echoes off the walls. "Punch me. Have at it."

"You got shot yesterday. Twice."

Adjusting the sling holding your dominant arm, you raise a brow. "And?"

"I'm not going to punch you."

"Well, you're gonna have to."

"Why?"

You smile, gesturing to yourself. "If you want a piece of this ass, Rookie, you're gonna have to prove you're stronger than me." The smile on your lips curls into a smirk. "I have high standards, you know."

Bomin splutters, choking on his own spit as he feels every drop of blood in his body rush straight to his ears. "I... I..."

"Hit me," you tell him. "At least try. I promise you can't hurt me."

Bomin fights back the urge to pout. "That's not true... You're at a huge disadvantage."

You let out a chuckle. "How about you try to punch me and find out?"

Sighing, Bomin bends his knees and balls his hands into fists, holding them up. If there's one thing everyone in the agency knows about you, it's that you never back down. He doesn't want to hit you. As great of a fighter as you are, your dominant arm is in a sling, and you've got another bullet hole in your side. You descend into a stance too, though, and wait for him to throw the first punch.

He'll just humour you. He won't use all his strength.

Any bit of wind that was in his lungs gets knocked straight, and before Bomin knows it, he's staring at the ceiling. Your good hand pins one of his wrists to the soft mat flooring, and his other arm is trapped under your shin. You rest some of your weight on his torso.

"What the--!"

"That was pathetic, Rookie," you tease. "I sure hope you were just faking that for my benefit."

"I--"

"Come to think of it, maybe this whole thing was a ruse." Still holding him down with ease, you glance upwards as if recalling the memory. "After all, that little peck during the mission was hardly a kiss."

Bomin's eyes widen, and he struggles to free himself to no avail.

"This--" You lean down, planting your lips on his, and Bomin freezes. He feels like he's made of molasses, like he can't react for way too many seconds, but then your lips move. You take his bottom lip between yours, and Bomin lights aflame. He kisses you back with everything he felt right before he kissed you the first time. He breathes out like he's held his breath since he met you. His arms are free -- when did that happen...? -- so he brings them up, one on your cheek and one on your side, careful not to upset your injuries. The world is on fire, but just as he braves his tongue out, you pull back, a wide grin on your face. "--is a kiss."

#golden child scenarios #golden child imagines #golden child x reader #bomin scenarios #bomin imagines #bomin x reader #choi bomin scenarios #choi bomin imagines #choi bomin x reader #golcha scenarios #golcha imagines #golcha x reader #gncd scenarios #gncd imagines #gncd x reader #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines

[blossom-hwa]

5 Year Anniversary Drabble Game - Golden Child m.list

Will be updated as the drabble game goes on :) please let me know if any links aren’t working!

Requests are closed!

⭐  – fluff

💔 – angst

🌙 – warnings

Scenarios Masterlist | Drabbles Masterlist | Drabble Game Post

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Reminiscence | slice of life!au | ⭐

→ Jangjun convinces you to take a vacation back home, where he shows you something you’d long forgotten. 

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The Earth Laughs in Flowers | slice of life!au | ⭐

→ On a rainy day that feels like the end, Jibeom finds a reason to smile. 

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Convenience Store Shenanigans | vampire!au | ⭐, 🌙

→ You go over to the supernatural convenience store to visit your vampire boyfriend, Donghyun. Shenanigans ensue. 

#golden child #golcha #golden child scenarios #golden child oneshots #golden child imagines #golcha scenarios #golden child x reader #golden child daeyeol #golden child sungyoon #golden child jangjun #golden child youngtaek #golden child seungmin #golden child jaehyun #golden child jibeom #golden child donghyun #golden child joochan #golden child bomin #masterlist #drabbles masterlist #5 year anniversary drabble game #blossom-hwa #nas

[flwoie]

PROM WITH WHO?

cover designed by the lovely @giantkeroppi

AN UNEXPECTED PROM REJECTION LEADS TO GOING WITH THE TWO WORST PEOPLE ON THE PLANET

・❥・ SYNOPSIS ➸ Prom is one of the best events of the year, especially when you have someone to go with. After getting ditched at the last minute on the night, you have two choices for your date: your ex or your enemy.

PAIRING ➸ ex! jake x f! reader x second-lead! enemy! heeseung

GENRE ➸ smau, crack, fluff, angst if u look closely, enemies to friends, exes to lovers, love triangle, highschool au (00s, 01s & 02s are portrayed as juniors) (reader is an 02), one-sided pining (heeseung), mutual pining (reader & jake)

WARNINGS ➸ profanity, just bomin getting kicked out of the gc every chapter (yes that’s a warning bc it’s an unfunny joke 😭) each chap has its warning

FEATURING ➸ enhypen jaemin of nct shuhua of gidle bomin of golcha mentions of tbz (changmin, sunwoo & hyunjae) but portrayed as a hs band

NOTE ➸ THIS SMAU IS PURE FICTION, ALL THE IDOLS MENTIONED IN THIS DO NOT REFLECT WITH THEIR ACTUAL LIFE AND CAREER. THIS IS A NON-IDOL ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE

STATUS ➸ discontinued :(

╰┈➤ START 03/26/23

╰┈➤ END …

SONATA SPEAKING ➸ so i got inspo from an instagram post so why not make this a series, this would’ve been great as a written series but yk how i am with written series 🤥🤥 (sorry mr puddles) BUT who wouldn’t love heejake smaus (sorry heeseung…)🔥🔥 and yes the og title was this or that but i hated it so…

☆ playlist — «on days like this, i miss you»

DATES ❥ interlocking toes club 💐 bonk playerzzz

ONE — no date 🤣🤣

TWO — got a date

THREE — super cool prom night > written

FOUR — raging 😹😹

FIVE — doing my job, trust the process

SIX — IM A FORTUNE TELLER 🔥🔥

SEVEN — everyone loves tbz 😊

EIGHT — e etb. rjur. a.

NINE — i can;,;t,ttt,\ttttt,

#💐 : prom with who? #enhanet #k-labels #kflixnet #heeseung #jake enhypen #heeseung enhypen #jake smau #jake social media au #heeseung smau #heeseung social media au #jake x reader #heeseung x reader #enhypen #enhypen smau #enhypen social media au #enhypen x reader #kpop smau #kpop social media au #kpop x reader #kpop

[suk4ijo]

forever

pairing: choi bomin (uke) x gender neutral reader (seme) genre: slight smut requested by: anon notes: thank you for requesting! this is very rushed and short so i apologise, i made it gn reader cause i didn't really mention any gender + im sorry for postponing it too much lol, im terrible with smut but i hope you enjoy <3

"h-hey-" bomin was laying on the bed, his shirt pushed half way up - making just enough for you to mark his body entirely yours, just enough to completely ruin his innocence. "wait.." he mumbled as you kissed his neck, moving towards his sensitive buds. you gave the soft peach coloured nipple a lick, sending all kinds of shivers down the youngers' spine. "ugh.." he moaned, grinding into you. "needy much?" you smirked, pulling away from his chest, and pecking his lips - while all he could do was hold onto your shoulders groaning for more. you licked his ear, and went back to his neck, kissing all those un touched places passionately. "ngh, y/n.." he mumbled, sweat glistening his forehead. you caressed his waist, holding him ever so slightly and caringly, almost mis leading that you weren't doing something of utmost lust. bomin wrapped his leg around your abdomen, his arms barely holding him around you.

"do you want to go all the way?" you asked tugging over bomin's oversized sweater. "what kind of question is that?" he replied, closing his eyes resting his head over your shoulder. "so yes?" you continued, finally discarding his last bit of clothing over his upper body. "no, why? totally not gonna be under a hot person half naked not wanting to be fucked." you just chuckled, as you drafted your own shirt and whispered close to his ears; "good job, baby."

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#kpop x male reader #kpop x you #kpop x reader #kpop x gender neutral reader #kpop smut #kpop imagines #golden child #golden child smut #bomin golden child #bomin x reader #choi bomin #golcha #gcnd #kpop x male reader smut #kpop x gender neutral reader smut

[key201303]

Pairing: Bomin x fem!reader ft. gncd members

Word count: 2050 words

Warnings: Mentions of death, mentions of a car accident (specific warnings will be made for each chapter)(general warnings are on the masterlist)

Genre: Apocalypse AU, zombie AU, fluff, angst

Plot: A day at the fair of the town didn't sound bad right? It didn't until the nuclear staion of the city exploded creating a unknown virus due to radiation. Now, three years later you're still trying to survive but getting bitten by one of the infected humans and having to deal with boys with comepletely different goals will make things harder. You'll just have to stay strong before you become a dead alive.

BASED ON 'BURN IT' MV

A/N: It's finally here!!!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩 Omg I'm so happy and excited for finally being able to start this series ❤ I really hope you guys enjoy it ❤❤

Taglist -> @ailoveyuta @thehwiseongs (let me know if you want to be added!)

Masterlist - - - Next chapter

“You guys are cowards!” You said, crossing your arms against your chest and a wide pout spreading on your pinkish lips. “We’re not cowards! We just have a huge respect towards heights.” Sungyoon said, patting your head making you sway away from his soft and teasing touch. “It’s not that high.” You answered back at your older brother who had that devilish smile painted on his lips, the devilish smile you always hated. You couldn’t help rolling your eyes at his expression, making your older brother and Bomin laugh at your cute and mad figure. “Come on, don’t look at us like that.” Bomin said, trying to calm down your anger towards Sungyoon.

It felt like any other day in your life with them. After all, the three of you have been together since you were born. Bomin being your brother’s best friend before you were born, made things even easier for you to be part of their beautiful and never ending friendship. And as time went by, it also contributed to you having a crush on Bomin since teenage days. At first, you swore it was just the close friendship you both had, always denying having strong feelings towards him whenever Sungyoon asked you about it. But soon, you could notice the strong feeling blooming in your heart whenever Bomin landed on your gaze, it was far away similar to the feelings you felt when you were with other friends.

But what could you do? Even though you found yourself catching feelings towards your brother’s and your own best friend, how were you supposed to tell him your feelings? What if you confessed your feelings and he rejected you? How would you be able to keep acting the same way you have been acting all these years? It was impossible and if american movies taught you something, dating your best friend never ended well.

“Come on, quit looking at us with that gaze full of anger. Here, go buy some cotton candy.” Sungyoon said knocking you out of your thoughts and handing you a bill so you could buy the quintessential candy for all three. “Fine.” You said, taking the bill from his warm hand and walked towards the little tent that was selling fresh cotton candy.

“Are you going to ask her out already?” Sungyoon asked as soon as you walked away but not before checking that you were far enough to not hear their little conversation. “What? All of a sudden?” Bomin asked, startled because of his friend’s question. He would have never imagined Sungyoon would ask him such kind of questions so suddenly, especially when you, his little sister, were the main answer to all of them. “I’m tired of third wheeling you two whenever we hang out without an official reason. Just ask her out and live the happy life you have always dreamt about.” Sungyoon said, encouraging his young friend to finally confess his feelings towards you. “It’s not that easy…” Bomin said, a nervous giggle escaping his lips as he avoided Sungyoon’s gaze as his ears turned red in embarrassment. “I’ll go home earlier, that way you’ll be able to be alone and it’ll be easier.” Sungyoon whispered, winking at him before you handed him his cotton candy. “What will be easier?” You asked confused after hearing the last words your brother said. “Get you to pay for dinner next time we hang out. Bomin paid for dinner, I paid for the cotton candy. It’s your turn next time.” Sungyoon said, perfectly covering his little plan and making you laugh and avoiding the topic to hopefully make them forget that little detail for the next time you go out.

Hours kept going by and even though you couldn’t convince them to get on any of the fair attractions due to their “huge respect to heights”, you had to admit you had a pretty lovely and funny time with them, making every single second you spent together more than worth it. “I should get going, I have to work on an assignment for college.” Sungyoon suddenly said, looking at Bomin with piercing eyes to make sure he understood what he really meant. “Are you seriously going to ruin the night again for your assignments?” You complained. It was early, the sun just got settled and the night just started. You wanted to stay for a little bit longer to enjoy a bit more of Bomin's presence, completely unable to get enough from him. “You guys can stay. But don’t come back too late.” Sungyoon said, pulling you into a warm hug and leaving a soft peck on your temple before waving a goodbye to both of you. “What’s wrong with him?” You asked Bomin, the word ‘confused’ written all over your face. But to your surprise, Bomin’s face had the word ‘embarrassment’ written on it. His ears turned light red, resembling the bright lights from the different attractions, making you laugh at how cute he looked, never being able to hide when he felt shy.

Even though you could notice how nervous and shy he became as soon as your brother left, you both had to admit that you had a pretty lovely time with him. Especially, the fact of being alone together made everything more… romantic. Like if you were a real couple dating at the annual town fair. You just felt alive once again, something you haven’t been able to feel lately because of how stressed you were because of college and the relationship you started to have with your brother.

“I had a lot of fun today.” Bomin said once you arrived in front of your apartment front door. “I enjoyed it a lot too. Even though I couldn’t try any of the attractions.” You said giggling, making him laugh as well at the fact of them being too scared to go on an attraction with you. “I want to tell you something before you go in…” Bomin suddenly said, already avoiding your shiny gaze. You looked at him with curious eyes, not really knowing what was going through his mind. You could always read Bomin’s mind like an open book but tonight, it has been really hard to guess his thoughts throughout the entire day, like he built a wall for you to not read it anymore. “I would like to go out with you more… Without Sungyoon… More like a couple instead of friends…” Bomin finally said. Your eyes went wide unconsciously at his words. You would have never imagined Bomin felt that way towards you. Maybe in another situation, you would have answered listening to your mind more than listening to your heart but today, for some reason, everything felt so right and your heart was shouting ‘accept him’ at the top of its lungs. “I would also like to do that.” You finally said, a huge weight lifting from your chest, freeing you once and for all from that stupid weight you have been carrying for the last 3 years.

“Come in already, you’ll catch a cold.” You heard Sungyoon’s voice from behind before your lips could meet Bomin’s. You clenched your fist, wanting to punch your older brother for breaking such a beautiful moment. “He’s right, I don’t want you to get sick.” Bomin said, cupping your cheeks and kissing your forehead with a lovely peck full of care and love. And with that, he left and faded into the night as he walked towards his apartment a few streets away from yours. “You’re dead.” You said, death glaring at your older brother as you entered the small house. “You should be grateful! If it weren’t because of your amazing older brother that kid would have never confessed.” Sungyoon said, closing the front door and running towards you with a proud smile and curious eyes waiting for you to tell him absolutely everything like you used to do before your parents passed away in that car accident.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You asked, looking down at your brother who was patiently waiting for you to talk, laying down on the couch next to you. “Do we really have to have this conversation?” You asked once you noticed his gaze and perfectly understood what he was waiting for. “Yes we do.” He said, his proud smile widening a bit more if it was even possible. “Fine… What do you want?” You said, turning around to face him fully and admire the galaxy his orbs held. It’s been ages since the last time you saw it. Even though you hated to admit it, you miss that special gleam in his eyes. You missed the night talks you had with your brother before the accident happened. You miss being his little sister and best friend.

Hours went by but you both were so immersed in your conversation that you didn’t care it was past midnight. You started telling him all your feelings from Bomin but, somehow, you both ended up talking about your feelings about life during the last few years. When you both were kids, it was pretty usual for you to sit down together and talk about your day or how you felt about certain situations. You both were inseparable. But when your parents passed away, your relationship got worse and those conversations and laughs were replaced by fights and shouts. “We should go to sleep, it’s late.” Sungyoon said, cleaning his glasses that were dirty because of the tears he shed because of laughing. “Thank you.” You suddenly said, hugging him tightly, something you haven’t done in the past 4 years. He was surprised at your sudden action but he didn’t hesitate to hug you back. “Go to sleep, I won’t wake up earlier just to wake you up so you don’t arrive late to college.” He said, pressing a loving kiss on the top of your head before taking you to bed. “Good night, bunny.” You quietly said before he could close the door of your bedroom. Those words pierced his heart like a knife, triggering tons of memories from your childhood. You used to call him like that when you were kids and he accepted playing with you at tea time because your favorite movie was Alice in Wonderland. “Good night, little one.” He said, making you smile unconsciously at the memory of him sitting in front of you, serving some imaginary tea and calling you ‘little one’.

A few hours went by and you were lost deep into slumber dreaming about something you cannot really remember. The only thing you can remember is that you were sleeping with so much peace, like you haven’t been able to sleep in the past years. Everything felt so good and peaceful and finally, not only your body but your soul was taking a well deserved rest. But unfortunately that peace didn’t last for too long.

“Sungyoon, what's going on?” You asked scared. A strong bomb sound pulled you out of your slumber making you feel scared and confused. “I don’t know but there’s something clearly wrong out there.” Sungyoon said, running towards your bed to check you were okay. Once he made sure you were okay and the only bad thing going on with you was that you were extremely terrified, he went downstairs to grab the phone and try to call someone. But it was useless. Whatever that explosion was, it destroyed every single signal from phones and TVs. “Stay here, I’ll go out for a while to see if I can figure out what happened. Under no circumstances leave this house. Shut the blinders and if anybody rings the doorbell do not open it until I come back, okay?” Sungyoon said, grabbing a bag and a lantern to go out of the house. “Can you go check on Bomin?” You asked. Your hands were trembling and you couldn’t believe the best day of your life was the beginning of your worst nightmare. “I will, don’t worry. Remember, don’t open the door to anybody, I have my keys so I won’t need to knock on the door. I’ll be back in an hour.” Sungyoon said, pulling you into a tight hug before leaving to find out what your worst nightmare looked like.

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[2jaeh]

day dream | bomin

the image of you - your face, your smile, your voice - is so vivid in bomin's dream, but he's never met you before.

genre: fluff, slight angst, suggestive

word count: 1.1k

author lin

Bomin dragged his long fingers against the soft, white walls of the tunnel through which he was walking. The walls bared a pillow-like texture and the white abyss engulfed Bomin, never seeming to end. Bomin's legs grew tired and he decided to take a seat.

Unconsciously, Bomin let his body fall back onto the walls of the tunnel. Soon enough, the walls swallowed him whole, causing him to kick and scream in agony. He could barely breathe as the warm, marshmallow-like material of the walls wrapped around his body. Suddenly, he felt a tug at his ankle. He was being pulled out of the wall slowly, every inch of his body letting out a sigh of relief as he was released from the clenches of the wall.

Bomin gasped for air once he was completely out of the wall, breathing heavily as he got to his feet. He lifted his head up to see you staring up at him. Your hair swept over your face and your eyes were bright and filled with with curiosity. A smile was plastered on you face, slightly showing off your teeth. Bomin couldn't recognise you, but his heart fluttered at how charming you were.

"Hello..." You greeted Bomin sweetly, the smile never faltering.

"Hi," Bomin replied gingerly, rubbing his elbow in embarrassment, "who are you?"

"______," you answered, "what's yours?"

"Bomin," he nodded before smiling sheepishly, "thanks for saving me."

"It's no big deal," you shrugged nonchalantly, "hey, do you want me to show you something cool?"

"Uh.... sure?" Bomin replied, his voice laced with unsureness.

You turned on your heels and walked down the tunnel and into the darkness with the expectation that Bomin would follow. Bomin lived up to this expectation by chasing after you until he was walking right next to you in the abyss. The two of you were completely blind in the pitch black darkness of the tunnel. Bomin jumped when he felt something brush against his hand.

"Shh, it's just me." He heard you whisper before he felt a hand intertwine with his.

Bomin made no sort of protest to holding your hand. In fact, he rather liked the feeling. You both walked hand in hand through the tunnel until you reached the exit and your vision returned. You let go of Bomin's hand - much to Bomin's disappointment - and rushed out of the tunnel.

"Isn't it beautiful?" You gushed as you spread your arms out and deeply breathed in the fresh air.

The crisp green grass was still drenched in morning dew. The flowers were blooming and the trees were abundant with fruit. Down the bank was a breathtaking river so clear one could see their own reflection in it. Birds were chirping softly in the distance. Indeed it was beautiful. Bomin stepped out of the tunnel, his bare feet pressed against the grass and his dark hair danced with the subtle breeze. He took in the mesmerizing scenery before his eyes fell onto you.

His new companion was sprawled out on the grass, your eyes closed and a satisfied smile still pasted on your face. Bomin sat cross legged on the ground next to you, unable to take his eyes off of you.

"Staring is rude." you snapped Bomin out of his daze and chuckled when you saw the colour of Bomin's cheeks turn pink.

"You're just..." Bomin started but couldn't find the words to finish his sentence.

You laughed once again, finding much amusement in Bomin's embarrassment, and it was like the sweetest melody to his ears. You sat up and faced him. Your eyes scanned him as he kept his eyes on the ground. You studied the strong and handsome features of Bomin's face and absentmindedly, your hand began to inch forward to touch him.

"Beautiful." Bomin's gentle voice brought an even bigger smile to your face as you touched his cheek.

You leaned forward, your eyes closed and your hand bringing his face closer to your own. Unconsciously, Bomin found himself closing his eyes and leaning in as well. The gap between your lips began to decrease with each small movement. Slowly, but surely, you pressed your lips against his. Bomin inhaled the smell of your perfume and melted into the touch of your hands cupping his face.

His hands shakily found their way to your sides, rubbing up and down over the fabric of your shirt. You climbed into his lap, letting your hands rest on his chest as he laid his body down on the lush grass. You straddled his waist, his hands clutching almost desperately onto your thighs as your hands danced all over his torso. A gasp escaped his lips when your cold fingers came into contact with his tummy, going lower and lower…. 

Bomin bolted up from his bed, the sound of his alarm breaking him away from his slumber. He reached over to his night stand and turned his alarm off. Sweat dripped down from his temple as he placed a hand on his chest, trying his best to calm down his frantically beating heart.

His dream was so vivid. He swore it felt like reality. But once he woke up, he realized his imagination had played a horrible trick on him. He had no idea who you were and he would probably never see you again...

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Bomin hugged his large, black coat closer to his body as the harsh wind blew him mercilessly towards the other direction. He trudged down the pavement whilst the wind refused to let him move any further, let alone walk, but he battled it out until he reached the nearest coffee shop. He slipped through the transparent doors and they slammed behind him at the hands of the wicked wind.

"I'll have a medium sized americano please." He ordered with a smile, but his smile disappeared as soon as he made eye contact with the person at the counter.

"That'll be 1,000 won, sir." You grinned, showing off the same toothy smile that Bomin knew he had definitely seen before, despite not knowing you at all.

Bomin paid for his order, his eyes never leaving you even as he waited for his drink. He looked at the your name tag and his stomach did a flip when it read '______'.

"Uh I know this is weird but, can I get your number?" Bomin asked shyly as he collected his drink from you.

"Umm, sure?" you shrugged as you took Bomin's till slip and wrote down your number, "what's your name?"

"Bomin." He smiled and you suddenly had butterflies in your abdomen.

"Nice to meet you, Bomin." you smiled, your bright eyes making Bomin's heart race.

"Nice to meet you too, ______."

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[angelic-jeonghan1004]

Sungyoon boyfriend texts

Request: Can you make a Y version of this? (Referring to Bomin boyfriend texts)

This takes me back omg the first ever Golden Child thing I wrote was Sungyoon boyfriend texts :') I hope you enjoy! Also sorry for my inactivity I had school projects, got into a bad car crash, mental slump and had writer's block but I'm doing better! I'll try to get more stuff out!!

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Sungyoon x reader

Warnings: none!

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[crybabybomin]

The new girl - Choi Bomin

Pairing: reader x Bomin

Words: 2.143

Warnings: none

Masterlist

You are a dancer. You love to dance and you always practice after school. You just moved to Seoul so you are transferring to a new school and class today. You probably won’t make that many friends since you are always busy with home work and dancing. It's not that you don’t want to its just that dance is more important to you. And you best friends are dancers too. You aren’t famous like a Kpop group or something but you are quite popular since you’ve been on certain shows and some of your dances went viral.

You moved to Seoul because you were asked by this famous choreographer(Jay Kim) if you wanted to train with him, so of course you said yes. You moved alone because your parents still had their jobs back home, but they were very supportive of your dreams as long as you also focus on school.

Your alarm went off for the third time and now you really have to get up or else you will be late. You go out of bed and take a shower to wake yourself up. You are really not a morning person. So you get dressed and eat some breakfast. You put on your shoes and some music and you walk to school. Its a big school compared with your old school but it seems fun. Some students looked at you because they might know you or since you are a new student.

You ask a student were they register is. So she walk you there and you ask the lady for your class number and class room. So after that you walk to your class room and since class already started everybody looks at you. The teacher looks at you and says “and why are you late?” You look at her and don’t know what to say but then the class president stand up and says “miss, she is the new student.” He smiles at you nicely and you bow your head a little to say thank you. The teacher looks at you again and says “oh I'm sorry, can you introduce yourself?” You look at the class and say “Hi, my name is Y/N and im a dancer. I just moved to Seoul alone so it’s kind of new for me. And I hope we could be friends.”

They started whispering because now they were certain that you were the girl they have seen on tv and in those dances. So a random girl stands up and asks “are you that girl from those dances on instagram?” You laugh and say “yeah that’s me.” Everyone looks kind of shocked and now the teacher starts saying something again “come on guys, we already have two idols in our class. No need to be this shocked.” And everyone looks either at the boy in the back of the class or the pink haired boy in the middle. They smile at me and I smile back.

“Y/N, you can sit next to Bomin.” The teacher says and points at the boy at the back of the class. You walk to the empty spot besides him and sit down. “Hi, im Bomin nice to meet you.” He says and looks at you. “Nice to meet you too, at what page are we?” “page 25, also if you want me to show you around the school I can do that in the break time.” “thanks and sure why not” you reply and he looks back at the teacher and you both focus on the class.

Then break starts so he waits for you and you both walk trough the school. Most people smile at you but 2 or 3 girls give you a jealous look and you ask bomin “Those girls must love you or something because now they hate me” and you chuckle. Hate doesn’t get you anymore since people are going to be jealous anyways. “ahh yeah they do that to anyone who I talk to really even  just my friends, I don’t know why. I’m sorry for that” he says. “It’s not your fault so don’t apologise for something you don’t have any say in. They are the ones who should apologise to you.” He looks at you with a smile. You think he looks very handsome but everyone can see that but from up close he is even more handsome. But you aren’t here to fall in love so you focus on something else. “I think we can become good friends Y/N” he says and that does make you feel happy because you don’t make friends that fast. “Yeah I think so too Bomin.”

A couple of weeks later

You and bomin became good friends and you also became friends with this other boy Sanha. It’s easy being friends with them, because you know its not fake. You’ve had friends that only wanted being friends with you because you have followers. But they are famous themselves so it’s not that they gain anything from this.

Now you guys are in PE class and the new assignment is a dance. So everyone looks like they want to team up with you but then the teacher says “No it’s a duo dance so the tango or you can create your own dance. So go stand into two lines with one for boys and girls each” you look next to you and you see that you are standing next to sanha and he looks at you and then at bomin behind him. Then he says to the teacher “sir I can’t do this assignment since I have an ankle injury and I need to rest.” The teacher looks at him and says “Thats okay just go sit on the bench.” So he walk away and the teacher motions to bomin and the boys behind him to go a place forward. So now you are paired with Bomin.

You guys sit next to each other and discuss which dance you would like to do. “I know this couple dance my trainer did so we could do that one. We could also ask for his help since he made the choreo” You show him the video of the dance to say you won’t let go and he agrees to do it. So you start little but decide to hang out that afternoon at your dance studio. So he texts to his members that he will be home later.

That afternoon you learn the full choreo from your trainer and you both go home. But he calls you so you answer. “hey we only have a week to learn this dance and the teacher expects the most of us so do you wanna practice like tomorrow or something.” He asks, you think about it and agree that you need more practice. “yeah we need to practice more but tomorrow I can’t I have this workshop but after that day I’m free.” You say and you hear him hum and he says “yeah me too but where are we going to practice?” “uhh our studio is full at that moment so it can’t be here, can we do it at your company. Only if the manager agrees of course.” You say “wait he’s here right now so I can ask him.” And he puts you on hold and you hear faintly talking and then he picks up again “hey im back and the manager is okay with it. But I warn you in advance there might be members of mine walking around or looking at us.” “I can deal with that haha” you say and you both laugh. Then he needs to go and you both hang up.

The next day goes by quickly and now you are standing in front of Woollim entertainment. You’ve never been inside a company like this. You text Bomin that you are there because he said he needed to pick you up since at the register the might think she is a fan. So you walk in and just wait. Then you see him and walk up to him. “Have you been waiting long?” You shake you head and say no. “i have to warn you even more about my members. I told them you were coming and now all of them wanna watch.” You laugh and say “That’s funny, but it’s okay im used to audiences anyway. And they could give feedback you know.” So you two walk to the practice room and you see 9 boys sitting there. When the door opens they all immediately look at you and you bow to them “hi, im y/n. Nice to meet you.” Then one of them stands up and says “yah bomin you didn’t tell us it was y/n that was coming. Im Jangjun by the way and I’ve seen a lot of your videos.” You laugh and every one starts introducing themselves.

After that bomin says “are you going to stay while we dance or are you going to leave.”

A member said that they just want to see it one time. And the others agree. So you two do the routine and its kind of romantic so when you are done too members are screaming and whistling. Bomin gets red and you think its so cute and you smile at him. You keep denying you have a crush on him but this assignment isn’t helping with reducing it. So the members leave and you and bomin start practicing and after an hour you take a break.

“you wanna get some ice cream?” He asks you and you nod. So you leave the building and get some ice cream. You start walking around Seoul and he randomly grabs your hand. You look at him but he keeps staring forward. Sanha would tell you sometimes that Bomin likes you but you kept saying that we was lying. You start blushing and look straight ahead but then bomin looks at you. You feel his eyes burning on your face. Then he stops walking and stand in front of you and puts his face right in front of yours. “Do I make you blush?” He says with a smile. And you look down at your shoes. “you're so cute y/n.” And he starts walking again. Then you get yourself together and you think about what just happened. Maybe he does like you. So you decide to tease him. “yah bomin, you must have a crush right, I’ve heard from sanha that you do.” You say and his eyes widen “what did he tell you? That bish.” He says and you chuckle “well he only told me that you had a crush. So what is he like do I know her?” “Yeah you know her and she is cute and nice, she always sees the bright side of something.” He says and now you start blushing “Well why don’t you say that to her. She would be so lucky to have you as a boyfriend, you are handsome and nice.” You say and he looks at you very seriously. You both sit down on a bench. “but what if she doesn’t like me Y/N. That will be so awkward and I still want to be friends with her.” He says and you find it so cute. “Bomin just do it, what if she does like you but is scared you don’t and she loses feelings? Then you missed your shot.”

“Okay, so Y/N I like you as more than friends and I don’t know if you like me back so I hope I havent ruined our friendship wi-“ he keeps talking but then you kiss his cheek and he stops and looks at you. You just look at him and say “so Sanha was right all along.” He looks confused and you say “he told me you liked me but I didn't believe him.” “so you like me too?” He asks and you just realised what actually happened and start blushing. You look down and say yes. “Okay good so it’s not weird when I do this.” He says and grabs your chin and kisses you. When you pull away for air just look at him with a smile. “Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” And you nod and he hugs you really hard. “hey bomin I would like to breath.” And laugh. He puts you down and looks at you “I can’t believe I'm not dreaming this.” He grabs your hand and you walk back to the company.

The PE assignment goes really well and you get a high grade. And you both thank Sanha for playing match maker. And his members keep teasing him, but they are happy for you.

#golden child #golcha #sanha #bomin #choi bomin #golcha imagine #goldenchild #golden child imagine #bomin x reader #bomin imagine #bomin imagines #bomin scenario #bomin scenarios #bomin fluff #bomin smut #kpop imagine #kpop x reader #road to kingdom #road to kingdom imagine #golden child x reader

[neoangelic]

Can you do 13 of fluff prompt with golcha bomin?

DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC? || choi bomin

summary: Choi Bomin always asks if you believe in magic. He bothers you every day about it. Honestly, the gap between his good looks and his eccentricity is astounding. During a school trip, you two are paired to take a test of courage in the woods. You’re determined to push through till the end to get a prize but Bomin is a scaredy-cat and the seniors who are scaring you are less-than-forgiving. There is... also something weird about him? 

“I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.”

PAIRING: bomin x reader (f)

WORDCOUNT: 2,346 words

TAGS: bomin x reader | goldenchild the movie! bomin | fluff | beginnings of romance | sassy and competitive reader | socially awkward! bomin | high school au | horror/thriller (?) | mentions of other members | cute scaredy-cat baby! bomin | crying bomin which i love the most ;;

Choi Bomin was a stalker. He’d follow you around like a lost puppy and act like he wasn’t. He’d bump into you in the hallways and flash a smile like he didn’t plan it. He’d show up to the restaurants you visit after school and he’d blame it on having ‘similar tastes’. No, he didn’t have any malicious intent. No, he wasn’t madly in love with you. No, you weren’t popular enough for a guy like him to like you. 

He incessantly wanted you to admit you believed in magic.

Did you? Duh. Yes.

But you didn’t want to tell Bomin that. Not with the way he cheekily brought it up in every conversation. Or with how he ‘dropped’ his pencil and asked you to pick it up and instead of saying ‘thank you’ he said—

“So, you do believe in magic, right?” 

Bomin’s eyes twinkled, a grin etched onto his boyish face. It took you a while to muster enough courage to turn down such a look, but your rejection wasn’t far from usual.

“Why do you keep asking me this?” It was a shame you two were partnered for the school retreat. “Pay attention, will you? I’m not losing prize money because of you.” Not really, though. Unlike his popular ulzzang stereotype, Bomin was actually quite studious. So not only did the students love him but so did the teachers. It seemed that everyone liked him—except for you.

“Everyone, I’m sure you’re all excited for me to announce the first event that will kick off our retreat…the one and only, most challenging, most enticing and exciting—”  

“Don’t say that,” he whined. “I’m a great partner. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“Really?”

Bomin noded, hair falling into his face. “All you have to do is tell me if you belie—”

“ — test of courage! Now, we’ll pass out some flashlights and your hint to get to the end. There are hints along the way as well, and there are multiple paths to take. For safety, you will be given flares. Use those if you wish to drop out. Be safe please, we don’t want a repeat of last year.”

You watch as Bomin’s grin morphs into a grimace of terror. “You ready, golden boy?”

He gulps, “what?”

“You told me you were going to do whatever I say.” You shoved the flashlight you were given into his chest. Bomin fumbled to catch it. “You’re on flashlight duty.”

“So…I’m walking in front?”

“Is that a problem? I’ll be figuring out the clue and navigating.” You cross your arms. “Unless you want to be the one looking around to find the right way to go.”

Bomin switches the flashlight on. “Nevermind that. What happened last year?”

“Teachers won’t tell us. They say a student wandered in the woods too far and never came back. Some just say he dropped out of school because he was too traumatized from bumping into a ghost.” Or he just fell since he didn’t listen to the teacher’s instructions and broke his leg and his parents complained and unenrolled him—nah, you weren’t going to tell him that.

“Oh.” Bomin’s face went pale.

For all those times he’s teased you, you finally are able to mess with him back.

You didn’t take Choi Bomin for a coward. Despite all the rumors circling around that he’s even scared of tripping on cables, you didn’t believe it. You see now why people believed it to be true.

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“I think we’re lost.”

“Don’t play around with me—” Bomin whined, tugging on your sleeve. He was walking so close to you that his body heat was enough to give you relief from the frigid evening air. “We’re going the right way.”

“We’ve been going in circles.” You frown and give him a nudge. To which he jumps at. “Stop breathing down my neck. I think someone planted a fake hint earlier to prank anyone who came by it. Which was, unfortunately, us.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Your voice is shaking.”

“No, it’s not.”

“So is your arm.” You sigh. “I’m so glad I’m not scared of the dark or we’d both be in trouble. Now that I know you’re scared of everything, I just hope a murderer doesn’t come out or something. That scares me.”

“Don’t say that!” Bomin chides.

“See? You won’t be able to protect me. You’d run away yoursel—” You hear a crunch.

Bomin clutches your arm this time. “What was that?”

“We’re probably stepping on some dried leaves.”

“That sounded like a lot more than dried leaves.”

You roll your eyes and turn to face him. For the first time, you notice the tears welling in his eyes and the redness of his cheeks and nose. He sniffles. You sigh for the millionth time. “Do you want to use the flare?”

Bomin shakes his head. “You want the prize, right?”

“I mean, yeah—I’m broke. But that’s beside the point. I don’t want you to cry!”

“I’m okay. I promised you that I’d be the best partner ever, right?” Bomin forces a smile. “If we get through this just tell me if you believe in magic or not.”

“Sure,” you raise your eyebrow. “But if you want to stop, the flare is with you. I have no qualms with it. As much as I find you annoying, I don’t think I should subject you to torture. That would be bullying, and I’m not that bad of a person. If you’d like, you can continue clinging to my arm— ”

Bomin blushes even harder. “Sorry,” he says but makes no effort to let go.

“Really? You’re embarrassed now? I’ve seen you scream because of a rock’s shadow.” You chuckle. He manages to break a real smile at that. “It’s kind of cute, so I’ll let it go.”

“You think I’m cute—” Footsteps. The crunching from earlier is now the more recognizable sound of footsteps. Bomin licks his lips as they’re drained of its color. His eyes go wide and his breathing becomes eerily still. “________, Don’t turn around.” Bomin tries to pull you into his chest to restrain your vision, but you whip your head around too fast and catch sight of the glint of a large butcher knife. 

Your scream is caught in your throat as a tall figure emerges from the trees. A masked man in all black clothing stalks toward you with no sign of stopping. Your legs give out when the stranger laughs and raises his weapon even higher. As Bomin holds you up, you clumsily take the flare out of your pocket. The man lunges forward and you let out a squeak, flinching. Bomin cries out but instead of running away like he usually does, he drags you back behind him. The flare drops and rolls away a couple feet from the both of you.

“Bomin—we should run.”

As you say that, the sound of a revving motor picks up behind your ears—a motor? No. A chainsaw. “W—what was that?” Bomin’s voice is so low you can barely hear him. You have no idea how he’s standing his ground when running into a spider web managed to render him prone twenty minutes ago. 

“T—there’s another psychopath behind me and I think he has a chainsaw.” You’re about to cry. “God, why did they take away our phones?” 

Bomin reaches behind him to keep you close to his back. He takes a shaky breath. The two men look like they’re ready to attack.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you, you’re safe with me.” Bomin shuts his eyes tight as he holds up his hands at the two. “I didn’t want to do this but—”

Howling laughter. “Dude, what are you doing?” Man with the knife takes off his mask to reveal a grinning Donghyun. “You’re aiming at us with your eyes closed? And with what? Your palms?”

“Were you planning to shoot lasers with your fingers?” The whirring of the chainsaw stops and Jangjun steps out from the dark. “You guys are too cute—wow, you’re so cool Bominie. Look at you, protecting your girlfriend!” Your senior grins.

Bomin collapses onto the ground before you do, “ah, Hyung. You’re so mean! Never do that again.”

“Sorry ___, we wanted to scare our cutie, not you.” Jangjun drops his prop and helps you up. Your legs still feel shaky from the adrenaline.

“Not that you aren’t cute too,” Donghyun chimes. “But we didn’t expect Bomin to step up like that—hey is he crying?” 

You wipe the tears threatening to spill from your eyes, “that was not funny!” You crouch down next to your bawling partner. “He’s cute when he gets scared, not when he thinks he’s going to die! Or when I think I’m going to die.” You try to soothe him.

“Oh…we feel really bad,” Jangjun doesn’t know how to handle the situation for a moment. He locks eyes with Donghyun. “We’ll lead you back and tell the teachers.”

“Yeah, sorry.” Donghyun ruffles Bomin’s hair. “You did well. Sorry for making fun of you, big baby.”

“I—I’m not a baby,” Bomin sniffles, composing himself.

“Sunbaenim. Next time, dress up as ghosts or monsters. Don’t look like mass murderers.”

“Don’t be mad at us ______,” The oldest gives you a guilty look. “We just wanted you guys to have some fun.”

You didn’t take their excuses. You were already mad. “Okay. Just lead us back.”

Donghyun hands Bomin a handkerchief. “I didn’t know you two got along so well, though.”

“Choi Bomin.” You whisper, holding onto his arm. “We’re going back now, okay?”

He nods, clinging onto you.

Jangjun tries to lighten the mood by using his chainsaw like an airport marshaller would use a lightstick. “Please watch your step, we’re setting off this way!”

Donghyun nudges him with a shush. “She’s mad let’s just stay quiet while we walk.”

“R—right.”

____

The teachers spent nearly an hour yelling at the two seniors. You and Bomin watch as Jangjun and Donghyun kneel outside your tent with their arms shaking in the air. Their wails of apologies trail off in the background, the students who’ve returned from the test of courage stare at them strangely.

Some of them are by the crackling fire and some of them are running around with their own group of friends. You see Seungyoon and Joochan sing ballads with a guitar and a gathering crowd. Daeyeol, the senior class president, is supervising Jibeom, Youngtaek, Seungmin, and Jaehyun as they play a rowdy game of catch with their frisbee.

“You don’t want to go out and join your friends?” 

Bomin looks pitiful, wrapped in a large blanket, and holding a steaming tumbler of coffee in his hands. “I think I’ll stay here for a bit.”

“You said a bit thirty minutes ago.”

“Why are you still here?”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought you found me annoying.” 

You couldn’t debate that. “Yeah, but a bit less now.” 

Bomin cracks a smile and rubs his still pink nose. He tries to ignore Jibeom’s piercing laughs as Youngtaek runs after the thrown frisbee.

“I’m sorry we didn’t make it.” He puts down his drink. “And I even promised I was the best partner ever. Ugh.” The way his eyes and nose crinkle with his grimace reminds you of a bunny rabbit. 

“It’s okay. I got scared too—those idiots were at fault. I plan to threaten them later and extort some money anyways.”

“You sound like a gangster.” Bomin’s eyes follow his Daeyeol hyung’s frantic figure running to catch the frisbee as well. Wait—wasn’t he just the referee? 

“I didn’t expect you to stand up against them like that—if those were real murderers you probably would’ve saved us. Maybe you are a real tough guy, after all.” You clear your throat and try to rack your brain. How should you bring this up? “I just wanted to say… about our promise. I don’t really know why you’ve been constantly pestering me about this but I do believe in—” 

“ ______! Bomin! Look out,” Youngtaek screams as he trips over his own feet, face planting onto the ground.

For a split second, you think that the red disc is about to hit you square in the face with its speed. Cursing Jaehyun’s athleticism and strong aim, you barely have enough time to react and flinch. Then, the frisbee comes to an abrupt stop right in front of your face right before Bomin leans over and catches it.

“Got you.” He smiles wide, gums showing. Bomin sheds his blanket like a snake with its skin and stands to reprimand his hyungs once again. “You’re lucky I caught it before it hit her!”

“Ooo, Bomin nice catch!”

“Jibeom this isn’t a time to give him a thumbs up! I’ll have to confiscate the frisbee—someone get Tag to the nurse for god’s sake.” Daeyeol stomps over to Bomin. “Thanks for catching it in time.”

You’re confused, “but—”

The two boys look back at you. “What’s wrong, did you get hurt?” Daeyeol takes the death device from Bomin.

But he didn’t catch it. You didn’t see him touch the frisbee to stop it. “Bomin—”

“Ah, hyung.” Bomin interjects. “I’ll help Tag hyung out while you yell at the others.”

Daeyol nods with a “Thank you” and does as the younger said he would. You see the guilty faces of your seniors once again as they mouth an apology from afar. You turn you eyes to Bomin, who speaks.

“Sorry, ____. I’ll come back after dealing with this.”

“But—”

The black-haired boy looks over his shoulder and winks. “I know what you were going to say earlier, don’t worry.” He smirks ever so slightly while placing a slender finger over his lips. “That was a little secret between us, got it?”

“W—what was?” Your heart beats fast and you could hear the blood rushing through your ears. You beg him to stay with those words, to explain what he meant. Did he really catch that frisbee? Did you actually see it stop in the middle of the air all of a sudden? Was he saying that he did that? 

Bomin laughs as the campfire roars behind him, casting his figure aglow in warm light. He looked almost— “the magic I did, silly.”—magical. 

#bomin x reader #bomin imagine #bomin scenario #bomin #choi bomin #golcha #goldenchild #soft #req #request #youngtaek #tag #daeyeol #joochan #jibeom #seungyoon #jaehyun #bong jaehyun #jangjun #seungmin #donghyun #Y #oneshot #fic #im sorry this took so long i was on a social media break

[babysubinnie]

run to me // choi sungyoon (y) (requested)

🌟 pairing:: choi sungyoon x reader  🌟 genre:: fluff, husband!sungyoon, idol!sungyoon 🌟 requested by anon! 🌟 summary::  you and the twins got to be in the audience of golcha’s isac win for 60m and 400m relay. the twins always got babysat by the golden child boys so when they won, the twins congratulated the boys but not sungyoon. 

a/n:: half of it got deleted so i rewrote it, so it’s not exactly how i would have liked it but i hope you guys like it !

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sungyoon and i had gotten married two years ago. he continued as an idol even after we got married. goldennesses were very supportive of the two of us, and quite honestly, i was so happy. all goldennesses were always telling us we were made for each other. the two of us had twins in the first year of our marriage, that are now at the age of 4. i didn’t want to bring it up, but i’m pretty proud of this. i had two or three fansites of my own. 

sungyoon had told me to bring the kids to watch him run the 60m and 400m. they hung out with golcha a lot because all they did was get babysat by golcha whenever he wanted to go on a date. 

“baby!” i ran into their waiting room with my twins in the audience with the nanny. i didn’t want to bring them into where there were loads of people. we were sitting with goldennesses but at the same time we were kind of separated from them. 

“princess! you made it!” sungyoon ran over to me wrapping his arms around my waist spinning me around in circles. the two of us were still very in love, it still felt like we were in the highschool phase of our relationship. 

“hi my prince. are you ready for your run later?” i smiled keeping my arms around his shoulders before i kissed his lips softly. the boys around the room were all throwing up because we kissed. 

“hi babies. how are we feeling?” i kept my arms around his shoulders while i looked around at all the boys that were staring at us. i walked over to jangjun who was doing god knowns what. he was so cute, i kissed the top of his head when he was staring at the mirror making the stupidest faces. 

“baby if you do that then sungyoon is gonna be jealous.” he laughed looking up at me in the mirror before turning to look at joochan who was pouting in the back of the room. 

“okay golcha! it’s time to go!” their manager said while i was walking over to joochan. when their manager came in, i changed my path and walked over to sungyoon. he kissed me long and very intensely because i knew that he loved to get good luck from me by doing that. 

“i love you princess.” he smiled before pressing his lips to mine again. he ran  out with the rest of the boys while i followed him out of the waiting rooms. i then walked back out to the audience area back to my kids. 

“did you see daddy?” the younger one put her hands around my arms. i smiled telling them that i saw sungyoon and pointed to him when golcha ran out. the twins screamed and held up the lightstick. the 60m ended, and sungyoon had gotten first. 

when they had the 400m, they got first, and he looked up to me winking. all goldennesses told me to go to him. so i did. i ran so fast into sungyoon’s arms wrapping my arms around his shoulders. a few seconds later, the twins ran down to us, running past sungyoon and i. 

they ran past us heading straight to joochan and jangjun first. i gave sungyoon a look from where i was wondering why the twins didn’t go to him first. i knew that this was going to hurt him because he was already upset that he didn’t get to spend enough time with them because he was always working. 

“it’s okay baby.” i hugged him which gained lots of screams from goldennesses that i laughed when i started patting sungyoon’s back. i pulled away from the hug before placing a whole bunch of kisses onto his face. 

“do they like my members better than me?” he pouted before looking over at the twins being picked up by the members smiling and laughing. i told him that i promise i will bring the twins to the company more so they can hang out with him more but i didn’t think it would help much. 

“yonho! heejin! what about your dad?” i called them over and they told me to hold a second before hugging bomin and youngtaek. i scoffed at them turning to look at sungyoon to see if he was still upset. he was, and i bet he was worried the kids like the members much better than him. 

about five minutes later, bong jae held out his hands, and both of the twins grabbed his hands. he walked over to us with the two of them holding his hands. i said thank you to jaehyun before he walked back to his members. heejin and yonho both hugged sungyoon’s legs squealing a good job to their dad. i smiled brightly at the scene that was unfolding in front of me. once the kids let go, sungyoon crouched down to eye level with them. 

“do you guys like my members better than me?” he pouted at the two of them then glanced up at me smiling before looking back at the kids. i saw that daeyeol wanted to take a photo so i took a step back so that he could take a good photo. 

“of course not daddy. you’re the coolest out of all your members. we like you the best.” heejin smiled brightly before kissing his cheek. i smiled at heejin when she looked up at me. she was such a smooth talker. 

“you promise?” he held out his arms to hug them and even i couldn’t not take a photo of this cute moment. i could see that sungyoon was smiling, i mean who wouldn’t. 

“always.” 

#choi sungyoon #y #golden child #golcha #golden child imagines #golden child fluff #golden child angst #golden child scenarios #kpop #kpop angst #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #lee daeyeol #daeyeol #lee jangjun #jangjun #son youngtaek #tag #bae seungmin #seungmin #bong jaehyun #jaehyun #kim jibeom #jibeom #kim donghyun #donghyun #hong joochan #joochan #choi bomin

[thepixelelf]

first kiss drabble game

[the colour of courage and roses] Bomin blinks dumbly at the red rose in your outstretched hands. He points at himself. "You like... me?"

Raising your head, you let your eyes dart from Bomin's wide eyes, to his slack jaw, to his pointed finger. You nervously bite the inside of your bottom lip, unsure what to do with his reaction. "Um... yes? I know it's kind of cheesy to do this on Valentine's Day but..." Sighing, you drop the rose to your side and bring your other hand up to rub the back of your neck. "Sorry, this was stupid—"

"No!" In a fit of impulse, Bomin surges forward and grabs the rose from you. He doesn't realize that it puts him really close to your face until he's already there, your eyes wide just like his become. "Uh, it's not— it's not, um, stupid. I actually... I also..."

Something like hope glimmers on your face. "You also...?"

"Can I, um— can I..."

"Sure," you say, breathless. "Yeah."

Bomin closes his eyes and leans in, his lips hitting the corner of your mouth, but he doesn't care. He's finally kissing you.

"I GOT THEM! BOMIN I GOT THEM!"

The shouts force you and Bomin to part, and Bomin can't help glowering at his friend for it.

"I GOT THE— oh, whoa, what?" Jangjun lets the bouquet of red roses — that Bomin was planning to give you today until he forgot them in his dorm and made Jangjun run back to get them before you could leave campus for the afternoon — drop to his side. "Aw man, did I miss it?" He points at the flower in Bomin's hand. "And where did you get another rose?"

#bomin scenarios #bomin imagines #bomin x reader #bomin fluff #choi bomin x reader #choi bomin scenarios #choi bomin imagines #choi bomin fluff #golden child x reader #golden child imagines #golden child scenarios #golden child fluff #golcha scenarios #golcha imagines #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #golcha x reader #golcha fluff #gncd scenarios #gncd imagines #gncd x reader #gncd fluff

[blossom-hwa]

valentine’s day + golcha ✧

blame @wingkkun​ for enabling me :) as well as @thepixelelf​ for putting up the list of valentine’s day prompts on her network @newskynet​ (check out the list and the network here!) that inspired these little blurbs! i really encourage anyone to join in on the event and use the prompts, they’re super cute and hella funny :) 

anyway happy early valentine’s day! there’ll be more blurbs for the boyz and stray kids leading up to the day of, and changmin’s interwoven story will top the holiday off <3

(find other valentine’s day blurbs for the boyz and stray kids here whenever i put up the masterlist!)

pairing: golcha x gender neutral!reader (one blurb for each member!)

wc: 4.9k (total)

genre: fluff, pure fluff, university!au

triggers: cursing, like one slightly implied mention of sex (it’s the first couple sentences of sungyoon’s story, but absolutely nothing explicit)

stray kids version | the boyz version

Golden Child Masterlist

9. “i’m allergic to roses.”

jaehyun doesn’t know why his boss decided to give him the valentine’s day shift. it’s annoying and stupid and dumb, especially when he just wants to spend the entire day with you, but you have class and he has work. so jaehyun resigns himself to being forced to work in the pits of hell on the supposed day of love (it’s a drugstore on valentine’s day. he’s pretty sure he won’t even be able to count the number of boyfriends and girlfriends who’ve forgotten to buy their partner a gift and have come to this shitty CVS for a last minute card or box of chocolates). 

slumped over on the counter after opening, waiting for the first wave of poor significant others to come washing in, jaehyun doesn’t even bother to move when the automatic doors slide open and a few pairs of footsteps sound on the floor. only when someone steps in front of him does he actually look up, immediately plastering on his customer service smile (that you’ve always found simultaneously hilarious and scary - “you look so dead inside, i don’t know what to say!” “i’m not dead inside!” “jaehyun, you’re in university. we’re all dead inside”), but it immediately drops when you step up to the counter and pass over a bouquet of tulips (not roses this time, thank god - jaehyun doesn’t need a repeat of the time you brought them and he had to break it to you between sneezes that “i’m allergic to roses.”), laughing at the expression of shock on his face. 

“wanted to bring you something nice in the morning since we won’t see each other until later,” you explain, pushing the bouquet into his hands. “i’ll meet you in front of your dorm, right? don’t be late.” 

holding the flowers, jaehyun doesn’t know what to do but nod and smile, smile so brightly it feels like the sun has come down to rest in his heart because by god, you’re the sweetest thing in this entire world and he loves you so, so much. “okay,” he breathes, unable to stop his eyes from crinkling as he smiles. “i’ll see you then.”

you lean over the counter and press a brief kiss on his lips. the bouquet nearly falls to the ground as he scrambles to lean in, to extend this bit of affection as long as he can, but then someone coughs and you two break away, jaehyun red-faced and blushing, you laughing as both of you turn to the customer holding two bags of lollipops with a smirk and a raised eyebrow on their face. jaehyun only blushes harder as you squeeze his hand one last time, supremely unconcerned, and murmur “see you later” before walking back out the door. 

14. “you’re seriously asking me out on valentine’s day?”

exactly one week ago, jangjun’s professor gave the entire lecture hall a stern talking-to regarding valentine’s day activities in class. no kissing, no inappropriate PDA, and “no giving out candy or confessions unless you’ve brought enough for the entire hall.” and given the fact that this is a lecture hall of just under a hundred students, no one is eager to break that rule. 

but on valentine’s day, you come running in just two minutes before class starts, a large shopping bag banging against your legs as you sprint to your seat next to jangjun. he frowns at the bag, looking up at you in confusion, but you only give him a shit-eating grin as the professor walks to the podium. just as he’s about to start the slides, you raise your hand. “professor, i have candy to pass out.”

a whisper runs through the hall as jangjun starts to laugh. you really would. you actually would. y/n, you perfect bastard. professor just raises an eyebrow that jangjun can see all the way from his seat halfway across the hall and replies “do you have enough for the entire class?”

“as a matter of fact, i do!” reaching into the bag, you pull out two packages of lollipops and brandish them in the air. “all in the spirit of valentine’s day, professor!”

the hall devolves into chaos and laughter and shouts as you run down the rows, throwing candy at every student. jangjun’s laughing with everyone else - even the professor can’t help a smile as you hand him a lollipop too - but then he realizes you’ve completely bypassed his row. no matter, though, right? you’ll probably just come back and give him one when you come back to your seat, or he’ll steal a lollipop away from you. that’s how best friends work, obviously.

but then you’re running down the stairs, finished passing out candy for the rest of the hall. jangjun expects you to slide into your seat but you don’t, instead stopping at the end of the row and tossing him his favorite flavor of lollipop. he grins, about to say something, but your smile has turned slightly nervous and he’s confused - you’re never nervous, never, you didn’t even look like this before you had your first job interview - but then your gaze takes on a steely  determination that’s more characteristic of his favorite friend ever and you say, “wanna go on a date with me?”

screams erupt from the seats around him, but jangjun can only stare as he tries to comprehend what you said. his mouth moves to form words and they are not the words he wants but he never thinks before he speaks and certainly not now when his brain is literally fraying at the edges - 

“you’re seriously asking me out on valentine’s day?”

your gaze shutters, your eyes turning dim. the smile on your face is still there but it’s a little forced and jangjun starts panicking because what the fuck, that’s not what he meant, and - “oh my god, y/n, i’m an idiot, i didn’t mean to say that, yes i want to go out with you, holy fuck i’ve wanted to literally since we met -”

“jangjun? shut up.”

he shuts up, terrified he’s messed up forever. but you’re smiling. you’re smiling so wide it looks like the stars themselves have come down to grace your eyes as you sit down next to him and tangle your fingers with his.

there are more screams and someone’s camera flashes but jangjun doesn’t care. he doesn’t fucking care, not when you’ve just asked him out when he’s been pining for you for probably years at this point and jangjun knows he’s grinning like an idiot when he squeezes your hand once, softly, and you squeeze back, winking as you pop a last lollipop into your mouth.

13. “you’re so cheesy. i love it.” (slightly amended from “this is so cheesy. i love it.”)

daeyeol may be dyslexic, but he certainly isn’t blind. as the ta for this lecture section, he’s had a front row seat to the obvious pining tension between jangjun and his best friend since they stepped into class on the first day. when they hand daeyeol a lollipop, he can see jangjun smiling like an absolute idiot even so far away, and when oblivious idiot #1 finally pulls themselves together and asks jangjun on a date, the professor himself can’t help but grin even as he starts clapping his hands to bring the class to order.

as the lecture goes on, daeyeol lets his thoughts wander. he’s been over this particular set of slides so long he could probably talk about them in his sleep (and according to sungyoon, he actually has, though he has no video proof so daeyeol will just put that down to his roommate exaggerating), so he doesn’t feel too bad about not paying attention as the professor keeps talking. he has better things to think about - namely his plans for later today. 

yeah, he has a date. he has a date with, in his humble opinion, the most wonderful and beautiful person in the world. he can’t help but smile when the image of your eyes crinkled in a laugh runs through his mind, the sound of your giggles and snorts making his heart flutter with excitement because holy fuck, he may not want to be in class, but at least he’s going to get to see you for hours later today. 

if he wasn't the ta, he’d be the first one out of class. instead, though, he stays a couple minutes to talk to the professor (he smirks a little bit when jangjun and his best friend-turned-significant other walk out the door, still holding hands) before he finally deems it polite to say goodbye and rush out of the lecture hall to his dorm so he can get changed. 

he’s breathless when he walks out of the flower shop to meet you just an hour later, clutching a bouquet of flowers in his hands. despite the fact that you two have been dating for months already, he still turns shy when you accept the flowers, eyes sparkling in delight. your gaze only turns sweeter, lovelier when you look up from the bouquet to give him a hug, wrapping your arms around him tightly as your body presses against his. 

“i missed you,” he murmurs into your ear, holding you as close as he can. 

you laugh. “we saw each other yesterday, daeyeol.”

his name still sounds like honey from your lips. “yeah, but that was still too long.” 

again you laugh, pulling away. before he can complain, your hand slips into his, automatically tangling your fingers together. “you’re so cheesy,” you announce as though you haven’t said the same thing a million times over the course of the last few months. “i love it. anyway, should we go?”

daeyeol smiles, squeezing your hand. “of course. come on.”

4. “valentine’s day is just a ploy to make people buy heart-shaped stuff.” / “what’s that in your hands?” / “none of your business.”

jibeom isn’t anti-valentine’s day, not exactly. it’s just that he doesn’t entirely care for the way capitalism has decided to commercialize love through chocolates and teddy bears when a handwritten card would mean more to him than the most expensive candies in the world. 

which is why he teases daeyeol when the older boy comes into the flower shop where he works part time, even as he wraps up the bouquet of pink and red roses. “still a slave to capitalism, i see.”

daeyeol just snorts. “you think i didn’t see the flower crown you were making when i walked in?”

“yeah, well, i made it. i didn’t buy it.” jibeom ties the last ribbon in a large bow. “i’m not going to be a slave to the machinery of this shitty economic system. valentine’s day is just a ploy to make people buy heart-shaped stuff.”

“what’s that in your hands?”

jibeom shoves a heart-shaped box of chocolate under the counter. “none of your business.”

"yeah, right.” daeyeol snorts, taking the bouquet of flowers. “well, enjoy your date later. hope y/n likes the chocolates.”

jibeom sniffs. “you enjoy yours.” 

with that, daeyeol walks out to meet his partner. jibeom averts his eyes (it’s so weird seeing someone he thinks of as his older brother kissing or hugging something else, even if it’s sweet), but then the door opens again and a wide smile spreads across jibeom’s face when you walk into the shop. 

“your shift is over,” you announce, hopping on a nearby stool so you can lean your elbows on the counter. “time to go!”

“y/n, for the last time, i can’t just end my shift when i want to,” jibeom says. he’s still smiling, though - he knows you don’t mean it, knows that you’ll just hang around and bother him until his shift is actually over and the two of you can go to whatever reservation you made this year. 

you groan. “come on, that’s no fun.”

jibeom snorts. “here, maybe this will keep you busy.” he hands you the chocolate he bought early that morning from a dead-eyed jaehyun (thank god for the flowers his partner brought him at the start of his shift or he probably would’ve keeled over at that point). “happy valentine’s day.”

with a delighted screech, you tear into the box. jibeom watches in amusement. “i thought you didn’t like participating in the valentine’s day capitalist commercialization of love?” you ask, mouth full. 

“i don’t.” jibeom shrugs. “but if it’s for you...”

he doesn’t get to finish before you yank him down by the neck of his shirt to press a full kiss to his lips. “jibeom, i love you more than you can imagine,” you declare when you finally pull away. 

you look beautiful, lips slightly swollen, eyes sparkling. jibeom lifts the finished flower crown from behind the counter and puts it on your head. “there. perfect.”

“hm?” you look up, smiling when you realize what he’s given you. 

“you looked beautiful before,” jibeom explains. “but now you look even more perfect.”

“are you saying that because of your flower crown, i look nicer?” you frown in mock disapproval. “jibeom, that’s awfully egocentric.”

“well, am i wrong?”

your frown splits into a wide grin as you shake your head. “no, not at all.” you squeeze his hand. “anything from you makes me feel beautiful, no matter what it is.”

21. “for me?”

“don’t mind them, jibeom and his partner won’t suck face too much.” the worker rolls his eyes as he walks forward, leading joochan further into the store. “you said roses, right? red roses?”

“yeah.” joochan takes a deep breath, trying to stop himself from screaming internally. “red roses.”

but even as the worker - seungmin, his name tag says - leads him to a selection of deep red flowers, joochan’s starting to second guess himself. what if flowers come off too strong, roses no less? it’s only the first date - and by god, he’s lucky you even accepted, you’re the wittiest and most amazing person he’s ever come across, he never imagined you would actually say yes - and joochan has no idea what to do, how to act, least of all with flowers. 

dimly, joochan becomes aware of seungmin deftly tying the roses together before handing him the bouquet. “come up to the front, you’ll pay there.” he snorts. “hopefully jibeom and his partner aren’t being idiots.”

“i heard that!” comes an indignant shout from the front. despite his nerves, even joochan cracks a smile when seungmin forcefully elbows jibeom out from behind the counter, forcing his partner to stop him from falling over. “yeah you heard that, you think i would’ve said it if i didn’t want you to hear?” seungmin snaps, fingers flying on the register. “that’ll be -”

“joochan?!”

what.

what the fuck. 

joochan spins on his heel to see you standing not three feet away from him, a bouquet of flowers clasped in your own hands as someone else rings up your purchase. for a moment, you two only stare at each other. 

god, joochan wants to melt into the floor. 

“i -” you swallow. “sorry. hi, joochan.”

“hi,” he squeaks, fingers clutching roses in a vice grip. “uh... didn’t expect to see you here?”

“i wanted to get flowers for you,” you mumble, staring resolutely at the ground.

joochan’s brain makes the windows shutting down noise. “for - for me?”

“yeah.” you half-smile, laughing a little as you point at your bouquet. joochan wants to immortalize the sound of your laugh forever in his ears. “wait - here.”

suddenly, joochan has two bunches of roses in his hands and he doesn’t know what to do with either of them. your fingers brush his skin as you hand over the flowers. joochan can feel himself getting redder by the second as he finally figures out that he should also hand over his bouquet to you. 

seungmin’s voice stops him. “you still need to pay,” he says, eyes screwed almost shut with suppressed laughter. 

“oh - right. sorry.” joochan hands his card over, face flaming. seungmin swipes it, gives it back, and joochan finally passes his roses to you. 

for another two seconds, you two just stare, but then you smile (and joochan subsequently feels like his brain is leaking out of his ears, you’re too amazing to look at). “shall we?”

you’ve extended a hand. joochan looks at it dumbly, uncomprehending, but then he realizes you’re asking to hold his hand. gingerly he nods, pressing his palm into yours as an involuntary smile splits his face. “okay,” he breathes. “let’s go.”

25. “i love you.”

“that was... something.” you turn to seungmin, second-hand embarrassment written all over your face. understandable. even if seungmin found it funny, the awkward romantic tension in the air before joochan and his partner left was enough to make his insides curdle. of course, being a perfect worker, he didn’t show it, but...

“were we ever like that?” seungmin wonders aloud, tightening his apron.

jibeom snorts from where he’s taking off his own apron, finished with his shift. lucky bastard. “no, but you’re worse.” he pulls off the green smock, hanging it on a nail in the back. “you’ve been in love since you were like, five. disgustingly mushy.”

“you two suck face in the back whenever you have a spare moment,” you snap, throwing a small handful of discarded leaves at them. 

jibeom’s partner shrugs. “better than being overly romantic and making everyone want to puke on how adorable you two are.” they wave as jibeom drags them out of the shop and down the street. 

you sigh. “sucks that we got the full shift,” you mumble, slumping over the counter. “wish we were doing something better.”

“hey, we get to avoid the crowds tomorrow when we go for our late valentine’s day dinner.” seungmin sits next to you, pulling a bit of leaf out of your hair. “isn’t that better?”

“yeah.” you sit up, leaning against your elbow to smile at him. even after so many years together, the sparkle in your eyes still makes seungmin’s heart flutter. “kinda works out. i just don’t want to work.”

“lazy,” seungmin teases, kissing you briefly. 

despite the insult, you smile against his lips before pulling away. “asshole.”

“hey,” he whines. “an asshole wouldn’t do this, would they?” he picks up a discarded rose - still perfect, really, the stem just got snapped a little too short for a bouquet - and tucks it behind your ear. “would they?”

you laugh. “no, of course not.” you rise from your seat and glance from side to side. when nobody enters the shop, you wrap your arms around his neck. seungmin’s hands automatically loop your waist as you kiss him long, full, deep. 

“i love you,” you murmur against his lips. “i love you every day, regardless of whether or not it’s valentine’s day.”

“same here.” seungmin raises a hand, cups your cheek. you lean into his touch. “i love you too, y/n.”

3. “what, no roses?”

when sungyoon walks into the flower shop, a tray of coffee in hand, to see two of his friends locking lips just behind the counter, he only sighs. at least they aren’t trying to eat each other’s faces like some other couples he saw in the cafe today. and not much could be worse than that one time daeyeol forgot to hang a sock on the door before sungyoon got back home. 

seungmin and his partner of well over five years (they’re cute. disgustingly cute and so in love it makes sungyoon want to retch sometimes) break apart, thankfully, when he puts two cups of coffee on the counter. “enjoy,” he deadpans to a nonplussed seungmin and his equally unbothered partner. 

"oh, thanks.” seungmin takes one, draining half of it in one go. “oh my god, this is so good.”

“of course, it is, sungyoon made it.”

sungyoon nearly jumps. how is it that you always manage to sneak up on him? he can’t figure it out. but even though his heart is pounding, he turns around with a smile on his face to catch you when launch yourself into his arms for a hug. “hey, sungyoon,” you murmur into his skin.

“hey, yourself.” he smiles, pulling away to take you in. “you look beautiful.” as always. 

“you don’t look too bad yourself,” you tease, pulling a bouquet of flowers from behind your back, smiling widely. “for you.”

sungyoon smiles, taking the delicate stems between his hands. “what, no roses?”

“nope,” you reply, popping the p. “our shop ran out. and i’m not about to buy from my competitors.”

a scoff sounds as sungyoon laughs. you narrow your eyes at seungmin and his partner, who are both replying to your gaze with mock glares of their own. it actually used to be a real point of contention, the fact that sungyoon had started dating a worker at the rival florist a few streets away, but now it’s all fun and games.

tulips and carnations, pink and red, fragrant and delicate. sungyoon breathes in their scent before turning back to the counter to hand you one of the last two cups of coffee in the tray. “your favorite.”

“thanks.” you take a long sip before leaning in to kiss him with coffee-tasting lips. “ready to go?”

“absolutely.” he takes your hand, squeezing your palm gently. “come on. we’ve got a long evening planned, don’t we?”

11. “it’s so cold! why can’t valentine’s day be in summer?!”

bomin collapses on the floor as the music turns off for the last time that evening. “oh my god,” he gasps, staring at the ceiling. “y/n, i literally hate you.”

“not my fault you aren’t flexible enough,” you snip, effortlessly folding your legs as you sit down next to his prone figure. “now get up. i got you coffee from that place you like.”

in a flash, he’s sitting, making grabby hands for the cup between your fingers. “did sungyoon make it?” 

“yes.” you roll your eyes but hand him the coffee anyway, smiling. “sometimes i think you love him more than me, you know?”

“impossible.” bomin pouts at you over the cup. “i love you more than anything.”

“i know, i’m just teasing.” you stand, reach out a hand, and pull him up. “gross, you’re all sweaty.”

“i just danced for an entire hour and on our anniversary no less, valentine’s day, the most romantic day of the year -”

“yeah, yeah.” you nudge him with your shoulder as you two leave the studio. “you’re the one who told me to make sure you do your stretching exercises every day, right? valentine’s day is no exception. we did so much earlier in the day, too - you can’t say we didn’t have fun.” a smirk rises on your lips and you nudge him again. “besides, whose fault is it that our anniversary is on the cheesiest day of the year?”

bomin groans as the two of you walk out into cold air. “listen, daeyeol and everyone else was giving me extremely bad advice and i couldn’t wait and i just wanted it to be romantic, okay -”

“i know.” you pause in your step, reach up, and press a soft kiss on his lips. “i know, bomin. you’ve told me this before.”

“then don’t tease me,” he grumbles, dodging donghyun and youngtaek as they run, screaming about cold, into the dance studios where it’s warmer. “it’s so cold,” he continues grumbling, burrowing his head into his coat. “why can’t valentine’s day be in summer?”

a laugh sparkles from your lips, and against his grumpy will, bomin finds the corners of his mouth lifting at the sound. “can’t exactly control when a saint dies,” you reply, linking your arm with his. “and isn’t it kind of sweet? holding hands to keep each other warm?”

bomin sighs, allowing the smile to full spread across his face. “i guess,” he concedes, unlinking your arms so he can hold your hand in his. “still doesn’t mean i don’t want to get back to the dorms and cuddle you right now.”

“well, the faster you go, the faster we get back!” you fling his hand away, sprinting forward onto the path. “last one back is the bigger idiot!”

“hey!” bomin complains, trying to follow behind on legs still shaky from exercise. “hey, slow down!”

“hell no!” you yell. “running fast will get you warm!”

(bomin does catch up to you in the end, grabbing your hand just outside the dorm and spinning you around to press a laughing kiss against your lips. he’s warm, now, warm from the exercise, but he feels far warmer from the feeling of your arms wrapped around him.)

5. “30 roses, one for every cat you’re gonna have when you’re old and alone.”

at first, donghyun doesn’t notice when you appear in the dance studio. you come in quietly, the noise of the door opening and closing overpowered by the music blasting from the speaker in the corner. he’s too focused on youngtaek and his partner, making sure every one of their movements is perfectly in sync. 

when the music fades, clapping sounds and donghyun turns to see you standing just inside the studio, smiling behind a large bouquet of roses. he can’t help the grin that spreads across his face as he bounds up to you and crushes you in a sweaty hug. “hi.”

“hello to you too, sweaty.” you push him away playfully. “don’t crush the roses!”

donghyun pouts but obediently wipes his face off on a towel youngtaek hands him. “you value the roses over me,” he whines. 

“not so.” you laugh. “i value the roses because they’re for you, and when i actually hand them over, i want them to still look nice.”

donghyun melts into the wooden studio floor. he really does. youngtaek takes advantage of his whipped™ moment and shoves him out the door with his belongings, leaving you to follow behind as fast as possible before you’re trapped in the studio. 

once outside, you take donghyun’s (now dry) hand. “flowers for donghyun,” you announce, pressing the bouquet into his other palm. “thirty roses, one for every cat you’re gonna have when you’re old and alone.”

“old and alone?” donghyun stops in his tracks. “what about you?”

“oh shit.” you laugh. “i didn’t think about that. i’ll be there with you, of course. just us and our thirty cats. unless you get tired of me before then.”

you say it with a joking tone, but donghyun still pouts at your words. “i’m not going to get tired of you,” he says, squeezing your hand tighter. “never, y/n.”

a small, shy smile spreads across your lips and donghyun revels in the feeling of making you feel flustered on this lovely day. “all right, donghyun.” the smile grows wider. “i could never get tired of you either.”

he kisses your cheek, kisses the corner of your lips. you start whining for him to give you a real kiss and he laughs, dancing out of the way. “only if you promise not to say stuff like that anymore,” he bargains, dodging your lips. “promise!”

“i promise!” you trap him between your arms, leaning in close as your eyes sparkle. “i promise, donghyun.”

“okay,” he breathes, pulling you closer. “okay.”

against your lips, he smiles. 

2. “happy valentine’s day.”

music blasts in the background as you and youngtaek begin cleaning up your studio. even though you both are exhausted from hours of dancing, the music seems to work its way into your veins again as you pick up the last few things from the floor. twirling once or twice in time to the beat, you put them back in your bag before spinning, arms held out wide.

youngtaek catches you, pulling your hand as it flies out and dipping you down. his eyes crinkle as he smiles, face just inches away from yours. he braves the small chasm to kiss you briefly before holding you closer, losing himself in the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. 

for a few blissful moments, you only stare, smiling into each other’s eyes. the pounding music fades, soon replaced with a slow, soft song. 

youngtaek breaks your silence. “hey, dance with me?”

you laugh. “we’ve been dancing for hours, youngtaek. you’re not tired already?”

he kisses you again. “never tired if i’m with you.”

with that, you twirl him around, giggling as he spins dramatically before wrapping his arms around your waist once more. you put your hands on his shoulders and sway slowly, gently, peacefully, as the music rolls around you in waves. 

youngtaek likes it like this, likes it peaceful and quiet and calm. for others, valentine’s day might be about big displays of love, over the top shows of romance, but even though those are nice every once in a while, it’s possible to show so much love in a soft look, a gentle touch, in the feeling of his head resting against your shoulder as you sway gently to the music. 

he doesn’t need roses, doesn’t need chocolates or jewelry to know that you love him and he loves you. he’ll treasure the handmade card you gave him this morning, just as you’ll listen to the song he composed you for weeks, months, and hopefully years. head tucked into your neck, he presses a soft kiss to the skin, smiling at the way you shiver slightly against him. 

“tired?” you murmur, running a hand through his hair. 

youngtaek’s eyes close in bliss. “not yet.” it’s not quite a lie, he still has strength in his legs, but he wants to stay in your embrace just a little longer. just a little.

“if you say so.” your fingers continue carding through his hair. “we can go whenever you want.”

“okay.” youngtaek’s smile widens. “i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too, youngtaek.” you pull away slightly, kiss his forehead. “happy valentine’s day.”

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[radianthyuck]

bomin x reader; major fluff; golcha

prompt #49: "i just wanted to see you"

ever since there was an increase of the covid-19 in your county, everyone is advised to stay home and only go out if necessary.

so, it's been one and a half month of technically long distance with bomin. yes, he lives five minutes away from you by car, but what can you do? your parents won't allow you to go out, even if it's to accompany them at the local market.

although this "long distance" is working for the both of you, you just so desperately want to cuddle with your boyfriend. in a world full of anxiety right now, being in bomin's arms would calm you down.

"y/n!" your sister suddenly calls out your name from downstairs, which startles you back into reality.

you roll your eyes and make your way downstairs, thinking that she's only calling for breakfast.

you make your way through the kitchen and your heart starts to race as you see bomin at the breakfast table chatting with your parents.

"hi, good morning!" bomin cheerfully greets you with his adorable gummy smile.

he stands up from his chair and you run up to him, hugging him tightly. you bury your face into his neck as you take in his sweet strawberry scent.

"what brings you here? we're on house arrest" you ask, breaking away your hug.

"i know, but i just wanted to see you" he sighs. "plus the rules said to go out when necessary and you're necessary to me" bomin adds, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you closer.

"guys, breakfast" your mom fake coughs, interrupting your moment with bomin.

"woops sorry" you and bomin apologize in between giggles.

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[shijakbuteoda]

WELCOME !!

introductory, rules & guidelines + works in the making !! 

just a little psa, if you ever, and i mean EVER, need someone to talk to about your troubles please don’t hesitate to message me. i don’t care if we don’t know each other, i wanna be there to help. although my advice may not be the best, it feels better to just let it all out rather than hold it in !! u r so so loved <3

name : just j (privacy reasons lol)

age : 18 (‘03)

pronouns : she/they

likes : kpop ( nct / wayv, txt, atz, skz, oneus, tbz, golcha + more ), alternative / pc pop ( rina sawayama, gorillaz, tame impala, the driver era, mgmt, icp, slayyyter + more ) women, men, n my non binary babes, animals, literature, modern history .

dislikes : time constraints, discrimination, studying, maths & science, pressure/stressing .

byf : i’m inconsistent with posting, mainly post my ults ( nct, txt, oneus, p1harmony, the boyz + a select few others ), feel free to call me out & sb if i make u uncomfy by chance . this is a safe space for all !! if u are racist, ableist, homophobic, fatphobic , sexist gtfo my page u are not welcome here .

dfi : under 14 or over 25, an anti of any of my ults ( unless u have a valid reason ), don’t follow just to unf when i fb, if u don’t interact with posts all that much

RULES / REQUESTS :

requests : open feel free to request i begin writing any of my ‘coming soon’ prompts !! 

↳ pls don’t request any 18+ content, especially any that alludes to the sexualisation of minor individuals - i will block u

↳ i don’t feel comfortable doing member x member requests personally - refrain from any requests of this nature

↳ i will not get back to u on ur request straight away, tumblr is one of the apps that i use the least frequently. please be patient :D

↳ i mainly write for boy groups as i ult a majority of them, i will only write for specific girl groups . if ur request doesn’t end up being fulfilled it may be due to this

↳ will mainly write for : nct/wayv, tomorrow x together, oneus, the boyz, ateez, stray kids, golden child, hyuna, chungha + more , will respond to ur ask on whether or not i will write for ur requested artist :)

↳ i’m australian so don’t call me out on my spelling n stuff or ill eat u :o .... i won’t that’s an empty threat jus . leave me n my .. aussie self alone SJDJD

COMING SOON...

↳ spiritual awakening ; oneshot !! (possible series) reader x txt’s choi soobin you were dead, you figured as much upon glancing through your hands. so - why was there a ridiculously handsome face staring back at you as you appeared, and why was his expression lacking fear or even surprise.

- supernatural au, seer!soobin, poltergeist!reader ↳ crumbling ; oneshot !! reader x nct’s jung jaehyun assertive, detached, independent; all characteristics of an aquarian. the very same characteristics that worked their way into jaehyun’s persona. once his mind was made, there was no wavering him from his goal... or so he thought. 

- soulmate au (hearing each other’s thoughts), jungwoo’s childhood friend!reader, idol!jaehyun

↳ shitty books and coffee ; oneshot !! reader x wayv/nct’s wong kunhang (hendery) hendery skips practice, you skip classes, and the pair of you find yourselves in a routine of coming to a small bookstore/cafe to catch a glimpse of one another. the pair of you find an escape in reading. you both start reading the same book only to find out how shitty it is, thus striking up a conversation and maybe something more.

-  choreographer!reader, idol!hendery

↳ inner thoughts ; possible series !! reader x the boyz lee juyeon you have psychometric powers, which are hard to keep under wraps in being an idol wherein you have to make physical contact with your fans, dancers, other idols and anything of the like. you accidentally bump into juyeon in the halls after promoting at music bank, and are floored when your powers don’t work on him.

- idol!reader, idol!juyeon, supernatural au, co-mc protagonists (the show) ↳ break in time ; oneshot !! reader x the boyz sunwoo wherein everyone has a soulmate, but a different way in which they meet them. reader has never had any inkling as to who their soulmate is, nor their connection, but comes to meet sunwoo in, well, a weird circumstance.. time has stopped. 

- soulmate au, college au 

↳ immortality ; possible series !! reader x golden child choi bomin OR lee jangjun ALTERNATIVELY reader x huang renjun every time you die, you are reincarnated into a new body. unfortunately, the first few times, you failed to act as a normal child after being reborn which attracts much unneeded attention. (blank) finds out about said phenomenon and is almost instantaneously drawn to you.

- supernatural au, highschool or college au

[key201303]

Pairing: boyfriend!Bomin x genderneutral!reader

Genre: fluff, birthday drabble, comfort drabble

Word count: 950 words

Warnings: Mentions of a fever, mentions of medicine and a bunch of fluff

Plot: It was finally your boyfriend's birthday but being with a terrible fever gets on your way of spending the most amazing day with him. But don't worry, he'll make sure you don't feel bad for not being able to spend an amazing day at the theme park just like you promised him.

A/N: I know Bomin birthday was a few days ago but I've been sick as hell because of the covid vaccine and didn't get to write anything 🤧🤧 I still hope you guys enjoy it ❤❤❤ Give him and golden child so much love because they desereve nothing less 🤧❤

P.S: Yes I wrote this during Bomin soft hours and while being sick af and needed a Bomin in my life to treat me like this 🤧

Taglist -> @staysstrays @ailoveyuta (let me know if you want to be added!)

“38.5, you definitely have a fever babe.” Bomin said, taking the thermometer from your arm to check the temperature, placing his free hand on your forehand with a concerned look when he saw the high number written on the small screen. “Come on, it’s not that high, I promise I’m okay.” You said, trying to get yourself out of the bed and completely failing. Firstly because of your boyfriend blocking your way and secondly because of the high fever you had and didn’t want to admit.

It was Bomin’s birthday and you promised him a few weeks ago that you would take him to that new theme park that opened a few days ago. But as soon as you woke up, a terrible headache took over your body and an extreme heat hit you like a rock. You at first thought it was just the result of a summer night sleeping close to your boyfriend but as the day went by and you felt worse and worse and the heat was more and more suffocating, you came to the conclusion that you had a fever. But, how could you accept the fact of staying home on Bomin’s birthday after seeing how happy and excited he was for your little birthday date at the theme park? It was impossible.

“I’ll call the boys and say we’ll go to the park another day and that tomorrow I’m not going to practice.” Bomin said, taking his hand away from your forehead and with a determined look. “What? Why?” You asked confused and slightly sad. You didn’t want to ruin his birthday after all. “You’re sick and I’m your boyfriend, I’m responsible for taking care of you while you’re sick.” He said, already making his way out of your shared bedroom to enter the kitchen and prepare you some soup to make you feel better. You tried to fight him back, trying to convince him that you were fine and that he could go to the theme park even if you didn’t go and that he could go to practice the next day. “Too late, I have already sent the message.” He said from the kitchen. It was useless to try convincing him of doing the opposite. Sometimes, Bomin could be a bit stubborn when it comes to your health and, actually, anything related to you.

A few minutes went by and you were trying so hard to keep your eyes open so he didn’t see you were actually feeling terribly bad. “Here comes natural medicine.” You heard him saying as he walked down the hall and entered the small room, carrying a tray full of delicious dishes that he made to make you feel better. “What’s all of this?” You said with your eyes slightly opened and with a soft smile appearing on your pinkish lips. “You need to eat well if you want to recover soon.” He said mirroring the soft smile you gave him, meticulously placing the tray on the bed. “Wait a moment, I’m going to go get a basin with cold water and a towel for your forehead.” He said, running away before you could say anything.

“I can eat on my own, I’m not a baby anymore you know.” You said laughing when he refused the idea of letting you eat alone. “You’re sick and you need to save energy, let me feed you.” He said with a big pout on his lips. How could you say no to him when he was looking at you with such puppy eyes? It was literally impossible. “Say ah…” He said, guiding the spoon full of warm soup to your mouth and mirroring your movements opening his mouth as well once you let him feed you. “That’s my baby.” He said with a proud smile when you ate, making you blush a little bit. Fortunately, your cheeks were already a bit rosy because of the fever and you could hide your blush, if not, you would never hear the end of his teasing.

“I’m sorry you had to spend your birthday in such a boring way.” You said, once you were done with the food and everything was ready for Bomin to embrace you and cuddle you for the rest of the day and probably week. “You don’t have to say sorry baby, it’s okay as long as you recover soon.” He said, tightening the embrace and making you feel a bit better. “You’re always more important. Plus my birthday will always be amazing as long as I get to spend it with you.” He added, placing a soft kiss on your temple, then your cheeks and finally your nose. “I wish I could kiss you properly.” He whispered, looking into your eyes with a soft gaze and making you laugh a little at his comment. “I don’t want you to get sick as well.” You whispered back, admiring the beautiful galaxy the boy held on his dark orbs. “Are you sleepy?” He suddenly asked, clearly noticing the tiredness on your eyelids as they fell unconsciously. “Just a little bit.” You answered, cuddling him a bit closer. “Then I’ll stop talking and let you sleep.” He said pulling you into his chest so you could fall asleep in there, near to his heart where he always said you belonged. “Can you sing me to sleep?” You asked, slightly smiling at the thought. And just like you demanded, Bomin started to hum your favorite song, creating a perfect atmosphere to lull you into a deep slumber. Maybe it wasn’t the perfect birthday you planned, but it definitely was a perfect birthday for him just because he could spend it with you.

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