hii this is maybe a little random but i'm having a bit of a rough night and it got me wondering if you have any favorite comfort fics among the ones you have written (or read, for that matter, i'm just a sucker for your writing)
hi anon im really sorry this is late and i hope your night got a little bit better :( but i'll still throw some recs out!!
very very long, but [under the sun] itself always gives me comfort? something about the world just feels very cozy and i've heard from other people they consider it a comfort fic. i don't think you Have to read the initial parts to understand the individual parts (it gives world-building + reader gets dubbed 'mouse' there as a nickname that pops up throughout individual fics), but i personally think seokmin, jun and joshua have some of the more softer parts personally? jun's does have to deal with reader getting injured, so heads up for that.
i wrote the hyung line [comforting reader when they're upset] earlier this year. its very short and sweet, but it fits what you're looking for.
most recently, i had a maknae line fic [to be together (even when it's hard)] since i was going through a bad bout of depression and wanted the comfort.
there's also a full group drabbles post of comforting them which is kinda in the same vein, but its just a lot of [holding them].
this ones admittedly not very inclusive but on the off chance its what ur dealing with, i wrote a vernon fic while i was dealing with some accidental biphobia from a friend. everythings all good now, but i needed the comfort, so i expanded on a nonranghaes drabble i wrote and made it into [of your choosing].
[taste of love] isnt explicitly a comfort fic but its very comforting imo? its longer, but its a sweet jun fic that focuses on the connection that food can bring to people <3
[to heal together] is a jeonghan fic where its kinda mutual comfort
[to weather together] is another short fic for jun that involves comfort and cuddling and him supporting reader as they cry :0
[call on me] is a dino fic where he comforts fem!reader after her family forgets about the promise they made her
[i need an angel's hand] is a more personal comfort fic where cheol comforts fem!reader while she's dealing w fears of abandonment n so forth. its personal, but its out there for anyone who relates and needs it
for nonranthaes stuff: personal but cheol being there for reader when they decide to drop out of grad school
wonwoo comforting reader who is a victim of sexual assault
joshua holding reader as they cry
married fic of reader comforting cheol over weight gain that he's a little self conscious of
personal but vernon comforting reader who has an abusive parent
vernon fic where readers happy to have a loving relationship after having shitty ones in the past
jihoon listening to reader vent and being there for them
jun comforting reader after he finds them upset
lovey dovey soonyoung being patient and kind
in the same vein as the svt maknae line fic, there's a short 3racha fic [a little less daunting] that's also comfort.
there's a poly minsung fic [reassurance] that deals with reader getting comforted while they're dealing with some stress from work that impacts them in other places in their life.
this has a fem!reader since its from my bday fics this year, but [i'm just lonely, someone reach out and hold me] is a jisung fic where reader gets comforted after other ppl forgot her bday.
i feel like i have way more comfort on nonranghaes so:
platonic chris fic where he holds reader and comforts them
platonic chris fic where reader feels like they're 'behind' on life things
short felix fic where he's ready to comfort reader
lee know comforting reader during an anxiety attack
jisung comforting reader after someone accidentally made a comment that really hurt them at a party
lee know comforting reader while they have a bad headache
unfortunately i dont really have anything for trsr/golcha or mark lee (i havent written anything else for nct yet unfortunately skdfhsf so its just. mark.)
fic recs!!! for stuff from the same author i'll @ them once and do a little ^^ to mean its from the same writer <3
@jinkoh reader drops an egg and vernon comforts them. very cute, can confirm <3
^^ ex-boyfie wonwoo helping reader who is going through panic attack bc mans would come running i just KNOW it. very soft and sweet <3
@hoshologies's woozi fic w reader dealing with mental health problems and jihoon helping/comforting them. very very tender <3
my beloved livvie @husbandhannie's jeonghan fic where reader is in a toxic work environment
my beloved savv @savventeen's cheol drabble about reader feeling safe w cheol
i truly need to read a lot more tbf but all of these come from my recs tag!! most of what i read is pure fluff imo but these are the more comforty ones <3
i hope this helps!! sorry again for getting to this late anon :( <3 my sleep schedule is thrown out of wack bc of thanksgiving unfortunately...
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we'll go forward, always
summary: a talented but slightly aloof cross country runner, you never put much of an emphasis on friendship and trust, keeping mostly to yourself.
but as you open up on long runs with fellow teammate choi sungyoon, you begin to find the beauty in truly trusting someone, knowing that no matter what pace you ran at, you'd have someone by your side.
pairing: y (golden child) x reader
genre: comfort, humor, rivals to friends!au (intentionally left vague), cross country sungyoon!au (not overly focused on that aspect)
word count: 3.4k
warnings: cursing, mentions of stress, gun metaphor used once
notes at the end!
— run #1
apparently, a few words really could how change your day turned out.
while you were stretching before your run, you found your cross country teammate, choi sungyoon, standing in front of you.
"can i run with you?"
usually, you ran alone, and the answer to that question would be a hard no.
normally, the sound of your footsteps hitting the dirt during xc practice was a welcome companion in itself. although you didn't look down at your feet (a pointless thing to do anyways), you always could hear their rhythm, fueling you to push onwards. no one held you back. it was your system, it was more efficient that way.
but today, your answer was different.
"alright, fine," you replied, not even looking back at him as you continued to do your lunges.
sungyoon really was something, somewhat cold to the majority of the school but there were exceptions. you didn't speak to him that much, but there was an unsaid rivalry between you guys, exchanged through smirks, bringing up your statistics and hushed remarks to each other before races.
people liked mentioning you two in the same sentence, whether for the purpose of comparison, or something else.
"everytime the other achieves something, the other tries to top it," you had overheard one of your coaches saying. despite being a rival, sungyoon was the closest thing you had to friendship.
it never went further than rivalry, though. you knew that like you, he ran solo. he did intrigue you, but it was hard for you to talk with just anyone. so you didn't, and it's been working out so far. at least, that's what you tell yourself.
congratulations by day6 continued to blast through your ears as you turned to sungyoon, tapped him on the shoulder and began to run past the back gates of the school, with him beside you.
"so, why are you joining me on this fine wednesday?" you wondered if you would regret not running alone as you always did, but a part of you did want to talk with him a little. even if it was just about why he gave you such an odd request.
he said, "i know, this was out of nowhere, but coach seunghee actually suggested for me to run with you. yeah, i doubted her at first, and didn't think you'd be happy."
hm. of course, you weren't exactly thrilled about being interrupted in the middle of your stretching and meditation time (who needed therapy when you had day6 songs?), but you would defer to her authority if you were in his place. "why did she suggest that? no offense, but i think i'm good alone."
"it's something she wants to try out. having people run with partners. to build teamwork, or something."
"that's nice. i don't think that teamwork exercises ever work."
he paused. "i mean, it's coach. she could tell me to walk straight into a tree and i'd probably trust that it's part of her plan for something. if she has something to say, i figure i'll entertain it, at least for now."
you rolled your eyes, but a smile formed in the corners of your mouth anyways as you thought of a clever response. "the only way i'd walk into a tree is if professor kim namjoon told me to."
he snickered at you between strides. "don't tell me you think he's hot or something. i know your annoying ass won't take orders from anyone except for our coaches."
you glared at him and replied sarcastically, "wow, what makes you think you even know me, sungyoon?" the words left your mouth faster than you anticipated, like a finger resting on the trigger of a gun.
he looked taken aback, trying to mask it with a laugh. you don't often see him look guilty. "i guess i don't—sorry."
when will i shut the fuck up challenge, you wondered, reminding yourself to not unintentionally say something shitty today. "you literally looked so scared. i would have thought you had seen a ghost. sorry. if i say something like that, it's probably a by-product of me failing to not be an asshole. i'm still working on that issue."
you run faster, but he just catches up to you eventually.
"all is forgiven then, asshole."
how straightforward of him. the two of you laughed, and the sound filled the air. he had a nice laugh, just as melodious as his vocals in choir. sometimes, when you sat in your favorite spot in school, doing design work on your computer, you could hear them practicing. it was one of the only things you enjoyed about school, sitting in a hidden room, letting their voices linger and secretly accompany you.
in fact, sungyoon's lingered even now.
man, it's been a while since i've heard my laugh.
the time passed by in the blink of an eye, and as you checked the stopwatch on your phone, you smiled. sonic had nothing on your ass when it came to speed.
you didn't admit it out loud, but today, you probably needed the laughter. it was exhausting trying to help plan the advertising of your school's upcoming open house, deal with your mom screaming at you about not doing a good enough job taking care of your siblings that needed your help, prepare for an upcoming tournament, and get a decent amount of sleep so that you didn't go insane and scream at everyone.
these weren't problems that anyone would know about—because you were quietly faithful to your duties, and always keeping yourself busy. sometimes you liked your isolation. other days, it came to bite you in the ass.
but today, you felt the impact of being able to laugh with someone. maybe you were even genuinely happy. it was only a little victory. still, it was something.
— run #2
generally, you felt like the world gave you shit whenever something made you happy. like an endless game of tug-of-war. nonetheless, you knew the world wouldn't stop for your concerns, so you pressed on and tried to think of something to get you through the day.
a week after running with sungyoon, you were still somewhat tired but very pleased with your xc progress, achieving a pr during a 2k race you had during the weekday. coach was also overall, pleased with you, which was pretty reassuring. still, you felt a lingering sense of discouragement whenever you thought about your problems. maybe today's run would clear your head.
you set off on your warmup run off the school grounds and into the endless maze of hills. glancing to your right, you noticed sungyoon once again, but you didn't question it, instead greeting him. "wow, joining me for a second time?"
"misery loves company," he replied, a small sigh escaping his lips. "you don't want to know."
maybe that was true. "you are right about that. well, i guess getting a pr makes the week a little less miserable. try that."
"congrats," he replied, and you're not sure if you're seeing things, or if he really did grin a little.
you nod back. "thanks."
a few minutes passed, and you realized how well-attuned you were to each other's running paces, due to the fact that they happened to be similar. it's not like you were going significantly slower (or even faster) than you had before, but something felt different. you were glad that neither of you complained about extended periods of silence, simply letting them exist like the various bends in the path you two were running on.
sungyoon's voice broke your thoughts. "aren't the hills pretty?" he asked. "it's lucky that we have a nice place to run—actually, it's lucky that we can even go out and run in the first place."
"i guess so," you agreed. "it's peaceful. weird as it is, i feel like a butterfly flying on the wind. is that weird?"
"it's not. running feels like that, a lot of the time."
"for you too?"
he hesitated, trying to put something into words. "like you can overcome everything that stands in your way and just, i don't know, fly almost."
wow, being philosophical with someone you barely knew. "the world, at least for me, tries to stop us from feeling that way."
he nodded. "that's true. but that's why we need something to keep up our spirits, to keep us going forward."
you laughed soundlessly to yourself. how did we get to the deep shit so quickly?
"maybe you're not as unapproachable as i thought."
he retorted, "i mean, i thought you were unapproachable too and i'd get slapped into another dimension if i pissed you off."
fair point, you thought, although you wonder how just many people you've alienated with a single stare. "well, that's just how i come off across as unfortunately. i feel like an asshole sometimes, but i don't know."
he nodded. "i mean, i think i'm like that too. honestly, i still am to an extent. mostly before jangjun befriended me and introduced me to some of his friends. i still don't know how someone can be that social, but then again, it's hard to understand people who are very different from you. honestly, even if he is a pain in the ass sometimes and says questionable shit, it's nice to know someone's there for me."
for the next minute, his words echoed in your head, and you spoke so quietly that your next words almost fade in the midst of the breeze. "it must be nice to have someone to rely on. i wonder what that's like."
the silence in the air is filled with thoughts left hanging, until sungyoon eventually spoke. you definitely wondered if you had revealed too much with just a few words. his response however, is surprisingly one of reassurance.
"look, i'm not sure what you're facing right now, but i know you're a lot like me. i'm not you, obviously, but we kinda understand each other, don't we? very driven, always pushing our limits, maybe a little unwilling to open up to the majority. and i won't pry about anything. but if you want to, you can talk more with me."
your face appeared impassive, but when you said "thank you," it was genuine. those two words were simple, but they said enough.
to your left, the lake glimmered peacefully, the reflection of the sun glinting off of it. he was right about what he had said before. it was pretty here. you decided that it would be nice to just sit by the lake. you tried to stop your brain from getting ahead of itself, but your brain entertained the possibility of being here with sungyoon.
you laughed at your own stupid thoughts and let yourself listen to the sound of two pairs of feet hitting the ground. you found that your steps and the conversation were progressing at a fast pace.
"so, you like bunnies? and you actually own some?" you asked sungyoon. you took in his facial features again, as if reading through a page of a novel again, but more carefully. he did resemble a rabbit, teeth and all.
"is that surprising?"
"apparently every fact i learn about you is. but keep going, it's interesting."
he grinned. "the fact that you're designing stuff for open house is pretty interesting. the coaches mentioned it to me."
honestly, you were still slightly nervous about that. you didn't feel very satisfied with your work, even after a night of editing a flyer design, wondering what exactly you found wrong with it.
"more like pretty stressful. i'm picky about what designs make it and even though they can look like shit sometimes and take a long time, i just remind myself that the school cannot do this to save their damn lives." that was mostly you poking some lighthearted fun at yourself, but there was a slight bitterness that came through from you as well.
"i passed the art room and saw one of your posters. the one for our choral concert. come on, your work is definitely not shit, and if it takes a long time to make posters like that, i'd wait that long to see them. my friends liked the design too, they didn't even know you did graphic design until now. also, are you going?"
the question at the end threw you off guard. "well, i guess the color scheme of my poster is nice, and fine. i'll consider it. you guys are good, after all." you then trailed off in your thoughts and proceed to tell your teammate more color theory than he will ever need in his entire life. "well. it kept me busy. i hope my other projects turn out just as nice."
"yeah. i know you probably didn't have to do this, so thank you. i'm sure whatever you do next will be great too."
his words made you silent, in a way that made you think, oh shit, what do i say now?
"here's to hoping, i guess?" you smiled, half to combat your fears of the future, and half because you felt thankful for being complimented.
note to self: find tutorial for accepting genuine compliments.
the minutes you spent running always seemed to pass by in a flash, but today it was especially true, which was a shame because you felt like you were in heaven.
after driving home, you helped your siblings with their homework but warned them that you needed to relax. they understood, thankfully.
satisfied with the amount of work you had done, you drank chai tea and stared at a few bunny videos. you even ended up finding the motivation to work on some extra projects. it wasn't perfect, but it was progress and for the first time in a while, you let your body truly relax.
after thinking about the events that had happened, you decided that maybe running with someone wasn't so bad.
maybe, it was just different.
— run #3
you rarely enjoyed waking up early. but today, you needed to drive your sibling early to school because they were going on an all-day field trip (how you wished you could be a middle school kid again, fascinated by fish at the aquarium).
basically, you had two hours to kill before school, and with nothing to do, you decided to stretch your legs a bit and took a walk.
sungyoon was somewhat far away, walking around campus, but you could see him anyways. it had been 10 days since your second run with him. you weren't sure if you should go up to him or head off to the library.
should i bother him? ah, screw it.
you walked in his general direction, reaching him quickly despite the distance. "i hope i'm not disturbing you, but want to run? anywhere?"
"wow, no greeting? like a normal person?" he said, a look of mock offense on his face. "i'm kidding. i don't really have anything to do. is the doughnut place and back fine?"
"sure. i have money anyways."
he looked off to the side, away from you. "it's early, i hope you don't mind that i'll be a little slower than usual."
although it was an innocuous remark, it did make you think a little. you liked going fast. but today was not the time for that, and this wasn't one of your races anyways. it was just for fun. you felt a little guilty that he was talking about how he would be slow and potentially annoy you.
"it's fine. come on, before we spend an hour just standing here!"
the two of you began to run, but you made sure it was a comfortable pace for the both of you. before long, you heard a quiet song coming from him. you were slightly impressed that he could still sing like that even when jogging.
"you have a nice voice." you said. "if i could sing like that, i would never shut up."
he returned your compliment with a sarcastic retort. "i heard in class, you never shut up anyways."
you pretended to look hurt, although you wouldn't deny that a few classes brought out a more talkative side of you (namely graphic design). "i give a rare compliment and this is what i get? ouch."
before you tried to speed up, just to spite his ass, he spoke again. "to make up for it, i can sing a song, if you want."
"sweet chaos by day6 and you're forgiven." you wondered if he knows them (honestly, you hoped so, but you wouldn't mind excessively promoting the song to someone else either).
"i know it. it's a sweet chaos..." he sang the chorus, which caused you to raise your eyes in surprise.
he really had a unique voice—even if 50 others sang around him, you could probably recognize his. "at least you have good taste. one of the best songs ever."
it's impossible for anyone to not notice your relaxed grin now, try as you might to hide it. the two of you arrived at the doughnut place, and even though you were running "slowly" it only took about 10 minutes.
sungyoon ordered first. "i'll get an iced coffee and a chocolate glazed doughnut."
"an old-fashioned chocolate one for me," you replied.
"are you paying together or separately?" the cashier asked.
sungyoon stepped in front of the register, eliciting protest from you. "i'll pay," he said, and you objected again, trying to walk past him to hand over your cash, only to be blocked.
"are you sure?"
"yeah, of course!"
you sighed. it would be pointless to argue about this all morning, even though you still felt a duty to pay for yourself. "alright, but let me pay when we do this again."
(for better or for worse, it briefly crossed your mind that you said "when", and not "if.)
the two of you sat down at one of the tables in the restaurant to eat, and the early morning provided you with some peace and quiet. it was almost as if the world had slowed down, just in this moment to tell you that things would be alright.
the birds flew past the window as you chatted with sungyoon. "how are things going?"
"pretty good but maybe i could use with more sleep. can't wait for that tournament in a few weeks, and you?"
"like i could race your ass back and beat you with my eyes closed. okay, kidding!" you said in surrender as he jokingly got up to fight you. "i don't feel as stressed today, though."
"you always look really busy. glad you're not too stressed."
your gaze drifted slightly to the floor. "well, maybe that's slightly thanks to you running with me and talking about random shit."
he looked a little surprised. "really? honored to be at your service," he finished with a smirk and a bow.
you hit him repeatedly from across the table. "choi sungyoon, your ego is so big it extends beyond your height."
sungyoon probably detested the fact that you had long arms right about now as he groaned in protest. "ahh, stop hitting me! no, but are you serious? i'm glad i could help in some way. everyone deserves someone to confide in, plus i thought you'd be cool to befriend.."
he took another sip of coffee before he continued. "i wish i had talked to you sooner. it's been good getting to know you. i mean, beyond the team and stuff. i think you're doing your best and it really shows."
the encouragement felt like fuel, fuel that you wanted to reciprocate to someone you truly cared for. you grabbed your phone out of your pocket, extending it out to sungyoon. "let's exchange phone numbers?"
he quickly typed in his number. the morning extended on for forever, yet still felt like it moved on too quickly, as you realized how much trust you put in sungyoon. you two didn't hold each other back, in fact, you had always held each other accountable. and what was more beneficial than that?
rival, friend, it didn't matter. all that did was that you had someone to jog across the dirt paths or even just walk with, that you'd have someone who understood you and vice versa.
you would still go forward as you always did, footsteps hitting the dirt and an endless rhythm. it's just that with another pair of footsteps, the journey was a bit less lonely now.
notes: xc sungyoon! yea ik ness have seen him on the track at isac (i'm not that old of a ness to have witnessed that as it happened though) but i thought it would be cool to have him do some running somewhere else (dw i might do track runner sungyoon sometime).
it's so unoriginal but i listened to run by bts a bit, because obvious reasons. also, i slipped in my favorite p1harmony song for a bit, butterfly in there (yes that's me being a multi).
this fic was painful i felt like i wrote and rewrote so much of it and i'm still not satisfied. i finished this at like 1 am i'm sleep deprived as hell ahhh gn.
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