#got7 mxm

[moccahobi]

November & December Reads

November and December have been months full of work, rest, and exploration! As part of my goal to read more fanfic intentionally and give more reviews to what I read, I’ve decided to start making some rec posts. While I am a slow reader, I really enjoyed reading all these fics! They range from simple and short comfort fics to complex stories with strong messages! I hope you all enjoy them as much as I did!

Note: if I'm in the middle of series, I've not included it as I want to give an overall review once I finish it~

BTS MxR Fics

You Suck! (Seokjin x Reader) ( @ugh-yoongi on tumblr)

or, the one where everything goes very wrong but a lot more goes very right

Warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption, mentions of sex work, a teeny-tiny bit of angst, jin takes dick pics on a polaroid (canon), one very purposely awkward smut scene that includes: slight praise kink, unprotected sex, oral, kissing

NSFW

18.3k

Super comedic, fluffy, Vampire AU

This was such a good comedic fic! I struggled to put it down and found myself leaving it in a better mood. If you like supernatural aus and crave some comedy, this is such a great fic to read! The lore for this world is well built and very well sprinkled throughout the fic! A wonderful read!

All of Our Yesterdays (Taehyung x Reader) ( @toikiii on tumblr)

You meant to deal with this alone, it’s what you’re used to. But Taehyung won’t let you feel bad about it.

Warnings: reader coming out of a panic/anxiety attack (not specified), the tactics taehyung uses to help you are ones that help me although they will not apply to everyone

SFW

.5k

Angst, fluff, no AU

A short and cathartic story of the reader having a panic/anxiety attack and Taehyung comforting them. It really hit close to home with how I like to be helped with panic attacks and was such a nice read. If you want something quick and comforting, this is a good read!

Forever (Seokjin x Reader) ( @oddinary4bts on tumblr)

Three years ago, your relationship with jin ended in fights and tears. When life puts him back on your path, you catch a glimpse of light in his eyes that you thought had died when you broke up. Will your relationship blossom into a well-deserved forever or will you lose the love of your life again?

Warnings: alcohol consumption, oc and jin fight a lot and don’t talk enough, oc gets wounded on a nail, a bunch of nostalgia and regrets. explicit content: choking kink, grinding, a little bit of tits play, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), dom!jin, big dick!jin, protected sex

NSFW

25.2k

Angst, fluff, happy ending, Idol AU

Gah! Do you want your heart torn out and mended back together? Omgggggg. This is the fic for you! It’s such a long journey that keeps you on your toes. I got frustrated, got sad, got sentimental, got excited. It is all so wonderful! A great read!

The Heart Of A Demon (Seokjin  x Reader) ( @meirkive on tumblr)

Your roommate just wanted to revive her plants, so how come you have a forked-tongue demon in your kitchen, now?”

Warnings: religious topics such as angels, demons and hell. drinking alcohol and getting tipsy, weed (only mentioned), suggestive talking/talking of sex, light groping, some toxic behaviours such as stalking, snakes, brief mention of a tiny injury, brief mention of blood and licking it, sexual assault

NSFW

37.1k 

Fluff, Angst, Paranormal/Horror, Demon AU

I don’t think I can stress enough how enjoyable this slice of life is! It truly is such an amazing slice of life with a supernatural twist! There’s a touch of angst and darker themes and tons of great humor! I am such a sucker for slice of life and if you are too, this is a wonderful read!

To Catch a Dream (Yoongi x Reader) ( @kookstempo​ on tumblr)

A domestic idol Yoongi fic!

Warnings: recreational drinking and mentions of hangovers

Fairly SFW

2.7k

Fluff, Idol AU, Slice of Life

DOMESTIC YOONGI! DOMESTIC YOONGI! Catch me so excited about domestic Idol AUs. I love them so much. The idea of finding domestic and sweet moments in their busy lives is something I think about a ton and if you enjoy those sorts of moments too (or think about them a lot), this fic opens a fun window into the ways in which one could find those sweet moments. It’s an adorable story about an established relationship and finding time for each other, a perfect and sweet read!

A Gift for You and Me (Yoongi x Reader) ( @toikiii​ on tumblr)

When your ex shows up at your door on Christmas Eve, how will you react?

Warnings: None

SFW

1407 words

Fluff, light Angst, Exes 2 Lovers, No real AU

Holiday fics are so fun! Seasonal fics generally are! There is so much diversity in them too! If you’re a fun of Exs2L and happy endings, READ THIS! As the summary hints, it’s a short and sweet fic about celebrating Christmas with your ex and it does wonders with such a few words. Dae manages to get running motifs and some good jokes in which is so impressive! Please give Dae much love!

Santae Baby (Taehyung x Reader) ( @vsualitae​ on tumblr)

Writing Santae Clause a letter for Christmas.

Warnings:  explicit language, mention of getting knocked up, pure crack, super dumb, bad jokes, humour out the window, mentions of daddy issues and running a red light

NSFW

507 words

Comedy

This fic came about from a nice inside joke! It’s all jokes and so hilarious! From quick laughs, pick-me-ups, amazing puns, and a cute and mature christmas letter, this is a great story to read and laugh with! It doesn’t take itself seriously (an important thing for humor fics). Please read it if you enjoy fun short stories!!!

BTS MXM Fics

Lemonade Man (Hoseok x Seokjin) (AO3)

Hoseok has a semi mid-life crisis while on shift, which gets interrupted by a strange guy walking into the shop. Turns out they both have crises.

Warnings: No warnings apply

SFW

1.8k

Comedy, Fluff

If you want/need a quick pick-me-up, READ THIS! It’s a quick read but SUCH A GOOD READ! It’s sweet and comedic and really just left me in such a happy mood. My mind has been running wild about what 2Seok might be up to now after this story. 

The Art of Pretend (Hoseok x Seokjin) ( @ughseoks on tumblr)

An AU in which Hoseok is embarrassingly bad at first dates and Seokjin takes it upon himself to fix it. 

Warnings: swearing, innuendos, a Smidge of angst, overall stupidity, secondhand embarrassment probably

SFW

4.7k

Fluff, comedy

If you like fun fake dating AUs, this is such a fun and cute fic! Hoseok is such an accident prone baby on first dates and the practice dates we see are sooo funny! It flows well and is so easy to inhale in one sitting.  

A Spell That Reminds Me of You (Jungkook x Jimin) (AO3)

"To Park Jimin, High wizard of the Northern Kingdom, Enchanter & Spellcaster of the court. You are hereby invited to attend this year’s autumnal celebrations. Please note that your presence, as well as your counterpart’s, has been requested as part of your duties to the Crown." So the rumor is true. The Southern Kingdom has a new High wizard. It’s just that there is an order to things, a status quo Jimin has been used to, and the arrival of fresh blood is never a good sign.

Warnings: death/near death (no named character dies but they do come close), sex, nongraphic violence

NSFW

49k

Fluff, angst, fantasy, Enchanters AU, rivals to lovers

DO YOU LIKE FANTASY? DO YOU LIKE ROMANCE? READ THIS! If you like fantasy and rivalry, this is such a good fic (rly a story) to read! We follow Jimin and Jungkook, both enchanters who serve the kings, as they navigate tensions between two kingdoms, Jimin an experienced enchanter in this role and Jungkook who is just starting out. It's a riveting and interesting read about growing tension, loneliness, and environmentalism. I expected to take at least a week to read this story because I am often a slow reader of fanfic but I devoured this story in the span of four days. It's an addicting story!

Café Amour (Yoongi x Taehyung) (Asian Fanfics)

“Don’t let someone who gave up on their dreams talk you out of yours.” The words of the stranger, who simply made his coffee and listened to him rant, actually hit pretty close to home and he hadn’t stopped thinking about them since he left the small cafe that was his favorite place to relax. Yoongi hadn’t wanted to be some office working tool. Sitting in a cubicle that was identical to all the ones around it was not what he thought he would be doing once he left high school. He wanted to be a songwriter or rapper, if he was lucky, but apparently that wasn’t what his parents wanted him to do. He remembered slaving away through classes he found utterly boring in college just to appease his father and have his mother not worry about how he was going to support himself. He hated his life, but every time he walked into that caffe, his day brightened a little and it was all thanks to that rectangular grin and mischievous attitude. 

5k words

Warnings: sexual jokes, hints of smut, plans for smut (from 2015)

Baring in mind the intent to post smut, Imma give it a nsfw rating

Did I hear slice of life??? I did! This fic is such a cute three parter that follows Yoongi and Taehyung through bits and pieces of their relationship! It’s such a cute and fun read! And it’s a coffee shop au?! My beloved! 

Got7 MXR Fics

I Want to Spend Every Day With You (Jackson x Reader) ( @skz-jeha on tumblr)

If anyone asked Jackson what Y/N is to him, he would say the moon. If anyone asked Y/N what Jackson was to them, they would say the sun. For all who cared, these two were inseparable. True to word, they couldn’t spend a day without each other, much to the annoyance of the GOT7 guys.

Warnings: None

SFW

.5k

Fluff, Idol AU, Slice of Life

This fic is a quick and sweet story about Jackson and Y/n’s relationship that’s mostly told from the other member’s perspectives. It’s cute and sweet and left me feeling all bubbly and sweet. If you want a quick pick-me-up or energizer, this is a great fic to read!

You Have Me (Jinyoung x Reader) ( @prettywordsyouleft on tumblr)

You get bad news: you lost your job. Who do you go to for comfort? Our resident sweetie Jinyoung!

Warnings: None

SFW

1905 words

Fluff, F2L

🥺A COMFORT FIC! THAT’S WHAT THIS IS! A WONDERFUL AND SWEET COMFORT FIC THAT IS SO CUTE! I love the tension that’s shown through our limited narrator and the way in which the two are sort of forced to confess due to the situation at hand. It is so cute and such a good read!

Got7 MXM Fics

Swimming Feet (Jaeboem x Jinyoung) (AO3)

There’s a moment between Yugyeom crossing over to safety and Jinyoung surging forward as quickly as he can: a wave sweeps in and Jinyoung gets knocked onto his stomach, water rushing over his head and salt in his mouth. The next thing he knows, the water rushes back to the ocean, and Jaebeom’s loud laughter reaches his ears. Jinyoung shakes the water out of his eyes and heaves himself to his feet. Yugyeom is quite safely sitting next to Jaebeom and showing him the seaweed that drifted into his field of vision while he swam. “Oh, Nyoung,” he calls out, “this is why we use our swimming feet.”

Warnings: Yugyeom gets tousled in the water

SFW

1.4k

Genre: fluff, teacher x uncle, slice of life

JN VDSIUF NE I jumped part way through this collection and this fic has made me really decide to start trying to read it all! We get little hints of the care and love Junyoung and Jaeboem have for Yugyeom and the love they have for eachother! It is so good!

#lillia recs #bts fanfic #got7 fanfic #bts mxm #bts mxr #got7 mxm #got7 mxr #these are such good fics!

[krp1x1finder]

hello! looking for long-term partners. i'm 25+ and only write with others who are 21+, so please keep that in mind! i go by she / her pronouns and live in the cst / gmt-6 time zone. [basics…] » i'd rather write on discord within our own private 1x1 server, but i'm open to writing on mewe and tumblr. » third-person p.o.v only. novella and multi-para are my go-to, but single-para can be used for quick scenes and one-liners are strictly for dm / text threads. i typically write two to six paragraphs on average, but i can write shorter or longer, depending on your preference or the plot / thread. » semi-active. due to work, other hobbies, health issues, and so on, my activity does fluctuate. i can usually write two to four replies a week, but this might dip or rise depending on what's going on. i'll communicate with you if i need to take longer to reply. i'm also understanding if my partner's busy, but i do expect some proper level of communication from you too. » i match my partner's energy. if you prefer to focus on plots and threads with minimal chatting, i can do that. if you prefer gushing about our muses, making pinterest boards, getting into world-building, etc., i can do that too. as long as we're both interested in our threads, i don't care. » continuing with the note above, if it seems like you're not interested or like i have to carry everything, i'm going to drop what we have going on. sorry, not into that. enthusiasm's needed.

[writing…] » i'm interested in everything: idolverse, au, original, and fandom-based plots. when it comes to genres / themes, i have a strong preference for horror, but i also love to write crime, fantasy, historical, sci-fi, and slice-of-life. i also love a heavy dose of angst with a smattering of fluff thrown in. » i have a long list of fandom-based au ideas, but i'll keep it limited to just these few for now: alice in wonderland, dead by daylight, kiki's delivery service, and princess mononoke. » darker topics and toxic dynamics are definitely welcome. we can discuss what we're open to writing, what's off limits, and any triggers before writing together. » mxm and fxf ships are highly preferred. i'm open to mxf pairs, but they do require doubling and matched enthusiasm. smut's welcome, but not necessary, and it can be vague, detailed, or fade-to-black. if smut becomes involved, i do prefer that it's more plot-based, but it's not required.

[faceclaims…] » i use faces from the following groups and soloists (excluding obviously problematic members). ult means they're my absolute favorite to write as and against, with interest leading downward from primary, secondary, and tertiary. — ult: monsta x, twice, wonho — primary: b.a.p, chungha, dpr ian, dreamcatcher, (g)i-dle, heize, highlight, oneus — secondary: bibi, corbyn, exid, got7, girl's generation, hyolyn, pentagon, wei, wjsn — tertiary: aespa, kang daniel, kingdom, kwon eunbi, onlyoneof, park jihoon, purple kiss, red velvet

» i'm NOT interested in writing against the following groups: ateez, big bang, blackpink, bts, exo, nct, stray kids, suju, and txt.

[end…] thank you for reading everything! if interested, please like this post and i'll reach out to you via tumblr dms!

🌸 !

#krp ad #krp 1x1 #1x1 rp #idolverse #original #fxf #mxf #mxm #discord #mewe #tumblr #soloist #aespa #b.a.p #dreamcatcher #exid #gidle #girl's generation #got7 #highlight #kingdom #monsta x #oneus #onlyoneof #pentagon #purple kiss #red velvet #twice #wei #wjsn

[sweetestofchaos]

Knock, Knock | L.JB x M.YG | Intro

🩸pairing: Jaebeom x Yoongi

genre: Fluff

🩸au: Soulmate AU, Smut, Vampire AU, MxM

word count: 1K

🩸warnings: Hints to Same Sex Relationships - No major warnings for now.

rating: Teen (will change later on)

The Lims left their home in South Korea and sailed across the seas to a whole new world. 

🩸a/n: I have a vague idea for this, so I'm just going with the flow. This chapter is just setting the tone and giving you some background on our little town and bloodlines. Support/drip/mdni divider made by @benkeibear. Also thank you to @apotatomashedbybts for fixing the coloring on Yoongi's pic!

taglist: @theharrowing @minisugakoobies

next🩸 series masterlist

Picture a Victorian styled home sitting on a hill that is surrounded by thick forest. The trees are mostly dead, but they hold strong and cast creepy shadows during the night. The forest butts up right along the edge of a town that holds no more than a few hundred people. Everyone knows, everyone. That kind of town. It’s a big tourist spot in the fall due to the history that surrounds the home on the hill. Hell, they even have a museum and store front dedicated to the house on the hill. The Lim Manor, it’s called.

The story is that back in the day, in the late 1800’s there was a family of three that hired the Wangs to act on their behalf. The Wangs were well known merchants that went all over the world in search of the best goods. The Wang’s found the little town of what was then called Linemell and they thought the hilltop surrounded by a beautiful forest would suit their patron’s well. Wang Yan was the head of the Wangs and he commissioned the best builders in the town to build Lim's new home.

The manor was built and commissioned through the capable hands of the Mins and Jeons. The wood and furniture for the home was all imported from somewhere overseas. Extravagant. Luxurious. Opulent. These were the words used to describe the Lim Manor in its completion. Wang Yan was tired at the end of the Manor’s completion; he had spent a lot of energy in making sure that everything would be to his patron’s liking. His last act before he stepped down and handed the reins over to his eldest son, Wuhan, was to send word to the Lims that their new home was ready.

The Lim's left their home in South Korea and sailed across the seas to a whole new world. 

The Lim's were a family of three brothers. They weren’t very active during the day, mostly coming out during dreary weather with thick clouds. They were all handsome, unnaturally so, some of the townspeople would say. They dressed in rich attire, lace, silks, velvet and leather. The jewels that adored their fingers, wrists, neck and ears were beyond anyone's wildest dreams. Just a single ring could feed the whole town for months.

Jinyoung the youngest, was tall and thin with a strong jawline, plush lip and dark eyes that seemingly mimicked the night sky. His onyx hair was cut close to his head and was worn off his forehead or worn down hiding his eyes. He was often found in the town's bookstore or out at his estate’s stable with the horses.

Jaebeom was the middle sibling and also the shortest of the three brothers. Not much was known about him. He was of a slender build with wide shoulders and pale hands. His hair was fairly long for the brothers’ style. It came to his chin in thick dark waves of black silk. His face was fuller, almost soft looking if it wasn’t for his deep sea black eyes. In a certain light they resembled the very depths of one’s soul. Or so that was the rumor around town since the middle brother wasn’t seen often. Some say that he was sickly and whatever ailed him was the reason that the Lim's moved to town.

Mark the eldest, was someone out of a dream. Tall and slender with a face chiseled by the Gods. His eyes were a deep brown with thick black lashes and even darker inky black hair that was cut short and close to his head. He had a mole on his upper lip that was the talk of the town. Many young bachelors and bachelorette would like to express their love for it with their touch. Mark was often hidden away in the branches of the orchards that lined the back of their estate or seen sitting in the window on the highest floor.

The Jeons and Mins are one in the same. You cannot have one without the other. Their bloodlines date back to ancient times where they fended off great beasts together and stood side by side during war. The families youngest are Min Yoongi and Jeon Jungkook, complete opposite but the best of companions. Yoongi is four years older than Jungkook, but often the age is confused. Jungkook is a tall young man with a strong physique, slim waist, large brown eyes that have yet to lose their childlike wonder and black hair that hangs around his chin.

Yoongi on the other hand is of average height with a softer body. Slender legs, wide shoulders and a slightly thicker waist than Jungkook’s. His hair is blonde, a trait passed down from his mother’s side and touches just above his shoulders in soft waves. His facial structure is soft. Deep set brown angler eyes that call a fierce kitten to mind, a cute button nose, squishy cheeks and the plushiest lips that a man can have. 

As the youngest, they take no part in the family business. They act as the occasional messenger for the business but that is all. Their days are spent in the comfort of their homes helping their mother’s keep the space tidy or stealing a moment of time down at the lake for a quick dip. The market is a sure place to find the young duo, hands laced together as they stroll from stall to stall to inquire about goods.

Their life is theirs with a marriage proposal thrown in between that each young man has denied in turn. Their fathers’ find humor in their taste in partners while their mothers’ scold them for their rejections. They fear that the youngest of the families will reject the whole world and never settle down.

Yoongi and Jungkook care not for the idea of marriage just yet. So far all those who have shown interest, have made it known that their eyes are on the family business. Something that doesn’t sit well with either young man. Jungkook would like to pursue the arts, he is quite skilled with paints; Yoongi on the other side of the same coin would like to focus on music, he is fond of the piano and enjoys performing for his family and friends.  

#yoongi smut #yoongi fic #jaebeom fic #jeabeom smut #bts vampire au #got7 vampire au #yoongi x jaebeom #got7 x bts #kpop mxm #knock knock

[darkrpfinder]

hello! i'm a 23 year old cis-male looking for long term, literate/novella, and active roleplay partners on discord that are into dark, smutty and taboo plots. looking to ship mxm specifically! trans male muses are allowed!

i normally don't have a preference but i am mostly seeking asian fcs. korean groups such as got7, ateez, zerobaseone, stray kids are highly welcomed. any actors or models in the asian community. thai fcs, chinese fcs, korean fcs, japanese fcs, etc. all are welcomed. but it doesn't have to be, it can be any fc so long as you are interested, but most of my oc muses are asian. i also do not mind roleplaying idols as they are ( example: jackson wang x any got7 member ) ( choi san x any ateez member ), but most of my roleplaying stems from original characters. ateez ships and got7 ships are highly desired though if you couldn't tell already! lol!

all taboo plots are welcomed! all kinks are welcomed! i am pretty lenient. i may refuse some but the majority are accepted. i'm big into a/b/o and supernatural. i am looking for heavy smut, but it doesn't always have to be smut. all muses from dom/sub are desired but i lean more into roleplaying as the submissive/bottom muses. looking for romance, toxic/angsty, soft, and relationships in-between are welcome though romantic relationships don't have to be a priority!

examples of kinks/taboo triggers that i am most comfortable with: blood, gore, non/dub con, extreme violence, excessive drugs, water sports, quirofilia, phallus fetish, bondage/collars, toys, knifes, impact play, sensory deprivation, erotic asphyxiation, degradation/humiliation, masochism, sadism, praising, roleplaying, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sensation play, wax play, agoraphilia, edging, orgasm play, free use, fluid bonding, bareback, rim jobs, foreplay. ( stuff i have not listed can be discussed and accepted if it fits the plot we discuss.)

if you are interested in having a krp roleplayer/asain oc roleplayer into taboo writing, my discord id/username is: vampsuvius

vampsuvius

#oc rp #oc roleplay #fandomless rp #fandomless roleplay #mxm #rp search #dark roleplay #dark rp #spicy rp #18+ mun #dead dove

[glorianamultistan]

Kpop/Kactors malexmalereader

I am not new to this site but certainly new to posting on it. I have a lot of ideas to write about some good mxm stories in our beautiful k-world. I can take requests on the following groups for now - 

ATEEZ

ASTRO

BTS

ENHYPEN

EXO

GOT7

SKZ

SEVENTEEN

SF9

TBZ

ZB1 (legal line)

And for the following actors -

Lee Jongsuk

Gong Yoo

Kim Seonho

Kim Soohyun

Lee Joongi

Ji Changwook

Park Bogum

Park Seojoon

ps - readers will most probably be on the feminine gender expression spectrum, I need to connect to it all too... so yeah bottom reader only...

#kpop #kpop x male reader #kpopgay #kpop smut #kpopidol #male reader #queer pop #fanfiction #smut #ateez #bts #exo #got7 #nct #skz #seventeen #tbz #astro #lee jong suk #gong yoo #kim seon ho #kim soo hyun #lee joon gi #ji chang wook #park bogum #park seo joon #kactor #kdrama #gay #nothing straight about it all

[heartilywrites]

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ 𝓡equest Guide.ᐟ

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ we are currently: closed !

to the masterlist >

🪴 ━━ things I write!

▰ Fanfics ; headcanons ; one shots ; incorrect quotes ; prompts ; social media au

▱ Fluff ; angst ; kind of smut ; hurt ; comfort ; domestic ; horror ; fantasy

▰ fxf ; mxm ; fxm ; gn!reader

▱ Violence, explicit fights, explicit words, gore explain situations

🪴 ━━ things I don't write!

▰ Incest, pedxphilia, specific reader situations, non consensual sexual relationships, smut involving minors, animals and/or monsters, minor/adult relationships.

🪴 ━━ fandoms I write for! (list will be updated)

Alice in Borderlands

pre–borderland, borderlands

and any au!

any ships and x reader

Bottoms (2023)

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

Percy Jackson and the Olympians ━━ Heroes of Olympus (college ! age and above)

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

Marvel ━━ MCU and /maybe/ comicverse

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

Sweet Home

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

Avatar: The Last Airbender (young adults ! age and above)

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

The Legend of Korra

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

Stray Kids

idol and any au!

ships and x reader

Twice

idol and any au!

ships and x reader

GOT7

idol and any au!

ships and x reader

Anne with an E

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

Five Nights at Freddy's

canon and any au!

ships and x reader

🪴 ━━ Before you request!

▰ request can be made in my ask box or inbox!

▱ I only write in third person (she, he, they) and second person (you, your).

▰ I'm kinda new to write smut, I'm usually one to write just suggestive or the foreplay, but I'm trying to be more explicit to get out my comfort zone!

▱ Don't be demanding with the request, I do this for fun, not as a job.

▰ I'm bilingual with spanish as native language, so if you see any grammar error let me know!

▱ Hago comisiones en español también por si alguien gusta. ♡

#request guide #masterlist #request guidelines #pinned post #pinned info

[choism]

♡ Guidelines ♡

Welcome to my guidelines! I ask that everyone read this before following/interacting/requesting.

Do Not Interact If:

You are a minor (under 18)

Homophobic, racist, transphobic, any bigotry

Toxic armys or stays

Will write:

All genders + all sexes (gender neutral/afab/amab/male/fem)

All sexualities

I write member x member but I write it excusively on my AO3! If you request something member x member I will write it there

I am polyamorous and will write member x member side ships or mxm within the relationship

I write for a lot of kinks, if you are unsure of something send me an ask

This blog is a MOSTLY sub!idol blog, if you cannot respect that then dni

Hybrid, mild pet play, mommy, size kink (small cock, large cock, etc.), impregnation (mild......), breeding

Some variations of watersports/piss kinks/omorashi but not frequently

Will not write:

I will write nothing illegal or immoral (ie; incest, noncon, dubcon, necrophilia, somnophilia, etc.)

Daddy, Feet, ageplay/ddlg

Racism, homophobia, transphobia, any bigotry

Any kind of glorification of mental illness

Scat of any kind

Food play or anything similar

Anything that is borderline feel free to send me an ask

Kpop Groups I write for:

Ateez, seventeen, nct 127, nct u, wayv (all except lucas), exo, enhypen (only Jake and Heeseung), got7, astro (including Rocky)

Fandoms I write for:

Marvel

Star Wars

Resident Evil

The Hunger Games

One Piece

DC Universe

#cs: navi #cs: guidelines

[cherryeol04]

Looking for RP Partner

💖Intro💖

 Hello wonderful people! 👋

I'm looking for some roleplay partners. I don't really have a limit on how many I want to take in or anything, so if you're interested, then let me know in the dms! But before you message me, please kindly read the following notes about me and what I'm looking for. Even if you don't meet all the criteria, I'm more than willing to give you a chance! Though age is a hard requirement that has to be met! Anything with a * next to it is a requirement I’m looking for in a partner.

Most, if not all roleplays will be NSFW

Yes, it'll have some spicy times in it, but it's mostly deemed NSFW because of the themes I like to write.

Dark themes, triggering situations, adult content - everything, of course, will be preplanned with long discussions of triggering topics, hard limits and such.

🔞 Partners must be at least 19+!🔞*

My style is 3rd pov, past tense.

I’m looking for someone who also does 3rd pov, past tense, but I will also accept present tense as well!

Semi to Literate*

I love long replies and I do enjoy giving them as well. However, I understand that sometimes you can't always give long responses, and that's okay too. I just ask no one-liners

Currently looking for MxM pairings and plots!*

I do not stick to one plot!

This just means I'm open to having more than one plot going with many different face claims. So if you would like to plot a pirate au with Hongjoong from Ateez and a wolf au with Chanyeol from EXO, I'm the person for you!

Currently there is no limit for the amount of plots I will do with one person.

I control more than one character

This is different from god-modding

This just means that in our plot, I can (and prefer) to control more than one character. So while my main face claim may be Chan from Stray Kids, I may also play Felix and Seungmin to add a little more substance and character development to the plot. 

While I would like for you to also have more than one character, I don’t expect it of you if you’re not comfortable with it. 

With regards to NPCs (the barista working at the café they visit, or the random people they meet along the way), either one of us can control them at any time as long as it’s to move the plot along.

Preferred platforms:

Line

Discord

As of right now, I think that's everything. Again, if you're interested, pm me! If you have any questions, also pm me!!

⚜ OC Information ⚜

Age: 25+

Time zone: -5 EST

Work Schedule: Mon-Fri 8-5

Replies may be sporadic throughout the week, with the majority of replies coming in the evening time.

Weekends will bring more replies, unless I have plans with friends/family or I’m on call for work

My face claims are never set. So if you're looking for a specific person, please review the list of face claims I rp and let me know. Otherwise I'll base my face claims on what the plot is.

❣ Preferred Plots, Themes & Genres ❣

Fantasy Au

Omegaverse AU / Wolf Au / ABO Au

Fluff, Romance, Humor

Horror

Dystopian AU

Post-Apocalyptic AU

Academy Au

Boss/Employee AU

College/University AU

Disney Movie AU

Mafia/Gang Au

Magic AU

Pirates AU

Royalty AU

Soulmate AU

Mythology

Tropes:

Arranged Marriage

Class Difference

Exes to Lovers

Fake/Pretend Relationships

First’s (date, kiss, ect.)

Forbidden Love

Male Pregnancy

Polyamory

String of Fate

💫 Face Claims 💫

*There is no specific faceclaim I want at the moment. Most of my face claims will be male. Looking for more Stray Kids plots!!!*** The 🌸 next to the name indicates my preferred face claim from that group.**

EXO

Chanyeol

Baekhyun🌸

Cen

Suho

Sehun

GOT7

Mark🌸

Yugyeom

Nu’est

Minhyun

Ren🌸

Stray Kids

Chan

Hyunjin

Jisung🌸

Seungmin

Minho

Vixx

N🌸

Hongbin

Hyuk

🖋 Writing Samples 🖋

OC Character - Kayden Park

Kayden was overjoyed. He hadn’t thought tulips would grow at this time of the year, but entering the garden he found a wide variety of them, pristine and in full bloom. They were the one flower that Kayden had really hoped would grow because after he read what their meanings were, he knew almost instantly who he wanted to give them to.

Specifically the red tulips.

Some might say he falls too easily and others might say he loves too hard. But in reality, Kayden couldn’t control who he was or how he felt about people. When he found someone he liked, he became attached to them, trying to be as close as possible while nurturing their growing relationship - whatever it might be. Even if that person got on his nerves all the time, or they ended up doing things that very honestly scared him, ending a relationship just wasn’t in Kayden’s vocabulary.

Red tulips symbolize true love, or a soulmate. Kayden had a specific person in mind and while he wouldn’t say it was true love - hell Atreyu could barely stand him in a good - he did think the other was his soulmate. Despite their ups and downs and the multitude of times he was locked out of the dorm and left to fend for himself for the night, Kayden knew that what he had with Atreyu was special - indescribable even.

And while he couldn’t find the words, he knew the flowers would do the best job. So after carefully plucking five of the tulips, he handed back inside and to his room where he had left his roommate. Atreyu had been in one of his moods again, refusing to speak to Kayden, so hopefully the flowers would double as something to cheer him up.

“Atreyu~!” he sang happily as he opened the door, hoping he hadn’t disturbed the other but knowing he probably did. He braced himself to be hit with a pillow or something, even a “go away” in his harsh and icy tone. But when he got no greeting in return, Kayden took a moment to actually look around the room.

It was empty.

And not just in a way that said Atreyu left to go mope somewhere. It was truly empty. The smile on his face slowly fell as he stepped into the room. His bed was made, but it lacked a lived-in feel - as if a maid had come in and just fixed the bed to make it look presentable. The nightstand next to the bed was barren, everything Atreyu had kept there gone.

Kayden didn’t want to jump to conclusions but his mind was already racing. He crossed the space quickly and yanked open the drawers. Barren. Turning, he moved to the closet next and opened it. Nothing. Everything that had belonged to Atreyu was gone.

He was gone.

As Kayden stood there, reality slowly came crashing down as he realized he was alone. No note. No text. No goodbye. He clenched the tulips tightly in his hand before releasing them and letting them drop to the floor.

Stupid.

He had been so stupid and this is what he got.

Silently, Kayden walked over to his bed and sat down on it gingerly, eyes staring blankly ahead.

Alone.

No matter what he did, he was always going to be alone.

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ABO AU - Chan, Jisung, Seungmin, Changbin

Jisung laughed and nodded, pulling back some from the other. “Tonight…supposedly.” He said and shrugged. “But my body has been weird lately, so it may hold off another day. I hope it does cause I wanna be able to spend time with you. It’s been so long.”

Jisung had honestly missed the omega. He hadn’t seen Hyunjin since the night of the attack. The last thing Jisung could recall was rolling on top of Hyunjin to protect him from the blade before calling for help. Chan had told him already that if it weren’t for him, Hyunjin probably would have ended up dying. 

So if that meant Jisung suffered from nightmares and a sore side (with a near death experience of his own), then so be it. It was worth it. 

He grunted when Felix suddenly tackled them both, hugging them tightly. “Yeah! What Lixie said.” He said and whined. “Felix, my side.” He hissed softly. 

Chan watched the three, smiling fondly. He walked over and patted Felix’s head gently. “Come in Lix, be careful with them.” He said gently. “They’re both still healing.” 

Seungmin peeked his head out of the kitchen before hiding once more, afraid to face Hyunjin. He felt so guilty still for turning his back on the omega so fast. Things from that had been hectic, chaotic. Feelings were hurt, people were hurt and Seungmin may have chosen the wrong side. 

He still fully believed how things were handled was inexcusable and that was mostly on Chan’s part but knowing the other was Hyunjin’s soulmate and seeing first hand what a soulmate bond looked like through Jisung and Minho, Seungmin sort of understood where everyone was coming from. It couldn’t be helped, the attraction.

He wanted to apologize for being such an ass but he was afraid Hyunjin wouldn’t accept it. He didn’t want to cause discourse in the pack because the others seemed so hellbent on getting Hyunjin in the pack and they were happy. He would be happy too, he just wasn’t sure if Hyunjin would be happy around him. 

Meanwhile, Changbin made his exit from the kitchen and smiled. “We’ll looky here.” He called. “Chan really did bring us a present.” He teased. 

If you have made this far down, thank you so much!!! If you're interested at all in rping, please send me a dm or an ask! I'm looking for long term partners to create beautiful worlds together! 💖

#krp #krp ad #freelance rp #freelance roleplay #freelance roleplayer #stray kids rp #stray kids roleplay #krp au #krp lit #kpop roleplay #kpop rp #literate rp #semi lit rp #mxm roleplay #mxm rp #smut rp #smut rolplay #au rp #au roleplay #freelance rp ad #freelance roleplay ad #stray kids rp ad #stray kids roleplay ad #skz rp #skz roleplay #I swear I'm not that high maintenance #It may seem like a lot but I'm very flexible!

[hauntedjeno-ficrecs]

👻 • bias list

astro : rocky

bvndit : yiyeon

g-idle : miyeon • minnie

everglow : aisha

aespa : ningning

blackpink : jisoo

got7 : yugyeom

mamamoo : wheein

bts : jhope

exo : chanyeol • sehun

monsta x : I.M • kihyun

ateez : jongho

twice : dahyun • sana

itzy : ryujin • chaeryeong

nct : johnny • jaemin • ten

tomorrow x together : soobin

👻 • groups I read for.

got7

bts

nct (no lucas)

exo (no jongdae)

txt (just yeonjun & soobin)

👻 • tags

Member ships : #mxm

Favorites : #favorites

Masterlist : #masterlist

Sub/Dom | Bottom/Top : sub!idol , etc.

All members & groups will be tagged under their names (most of the time real names)

#dream , #wayv , #nct127 are the tags for nct & I used the #nct tag ‘ you might find other non kpop related fics on this account

[t0xicity08]

KPOP Roleplay

Hello! I’m looking for someone to do a kpop bxb roleplay with me. Read this thoroughly before shooting me a message!

*** I do NOT do doubles, I’m terrible at it and just dislike it in general.

Bands & Other Information

I roleplay BTS, Got7, TBZ, and ATEEZ. Currently I will only play as Taehyung, BamBam, Sunwoo, Jimin, and Jungkook.

*** I’m mainly in the mood to play as Taehyung and possibly Bam.

2. I don’t mind if you play an oc or want to do a crossover ship/just a regular ship.

3. I’m a switch bottom, keep that in mind.

4. I’m legal irl and I will NOT roleplay with anyone below the age of eighteen and 30+

5. We can do a complete au or one where they’re still in bands, it doesn’t matter. The plot is undecided and will be discussed when you message me as well as other things.

#1x1 rp #1:1 rp #1x1 roleplay #1:1 roleplay #bts #bts roleplay #bxb roleplay #bxb #bts rp #taehyung roleplay #bambam roleplay #bambam #taehyung #got7 roleplay #oc x idol #idol x idol #roleplay #kpop roleplay #mxm rp #mxm

[moccahobi]

Buried Truths [Chapter 3]

Summery: A Jackson Wang party. Normally you wouldn’t touch it with a ten foot pole. Tonight though, you were going to help your best friend, Youngjae, confess to his long term crush. He would be leaving the party tonight with a date. You didn’t expect to be forced to spend time with people you never wanted to see again. Oh, how many secrets would be revealed tonight?

Pairing: Youngjae x Jaeboem, Acesexual!Reader x Jinyoung (somewhat?)

Rating: 17+

Series warnings: gore, mildly toxic actions

Word Count:  6.7k

Genre: Supernatural AU, horror, angst, alcohol

A/N: Whoot! This has been my first finished series in a while! I am so thankful to have been able to write it and post it so close together. I hope to have more series and fics up soon (other than AFBTTYA) but also AFBTTYA is my top priority atm and this series took me roughly a year to make. It twas so fun to make though!

A/N2: Thank you so so much to @ssaboala​ for reading this fic over for me! Her comments and assurance helped me so much!

Chapter 2 < Masterlist 

You must’ve played with her for a long while but you don't fully remember. In fact, the next thing you remembered was two people struggling to carry you down the stairs, exhaustion seeping from every pore of your body. You felt like a rag doll limply lolling around as they moved. Pain was simmering in every part of your body and your ankle hurt 100x more than before. 

“Hyung. I understand that you don’t want to break anything… but we need to fucking go. She was… I don’t know. She was saying some strange stuff. Scary stuff. I-” Bambam was one of the people carrying you. He panted as he spoke, struggling to talk and carry you at the same time. 

You should get up… 

“I don’t think it is a concussion. I think it was ghosts! She’s possessed. Saying ‘Appa says I can’t leave’ and other scary nonsensical shit.” 

Yugyeom was the other person carrying you.

Jinyoung, nor Youngjae, nor Jackson came to help you.

You should get up…

“That sounds like we need to worry about head trauma… We need to go.” Jinyoung said, worry evident in his voice… he still cares about you. 

“Permission to break a window now?” Mark asked.

Jackson sighed, “Fine… but let's do one in the kitchen where I can try to claim it was robbers or some shit.” 

You imagine they set out for that, the sound of glass shattering and people continuing to move… but you didn’t lift your head or open your eyes or anything.

You should get up…

You were lifted up and set on a hard surface.

You should get up…

All the sudden, searing pain roared through your body as if someone had lit your nerves on fire, forcing a scream out of you from the sheer pain of it all. You thrashed around, trying by any means to rid yourself of the pain. With a loud THUMP,  you fell on to the floor, sparking another wave of searing pain emanating from your arm. No one could contain you as the scream tore up your vocal chords and the shattered glass ripped your skin open. 

The house was screaming too, shaking some pain off of itself as well. A loud crash came from the main space you were currently as the cabinets rattled angrily. 

People were screaming in fear or pain or anger or something, you couldn’t tell, your ears ringing and mind fuzzy. By the time your body had calmed down again, you were laying on the uneven ground of the main space again. The chair you were sitting in earlier was shattered along with the railing leading up to the second floor. 

Jinyoung was looking at your leg, a worried expression on his face as he examined something. Others were sitting around you, panting and staring worriedly. 

“Will she be ok, hyung?” Bambam asked, wincing as he took a look at your leg.

You groaned and tried to sit up, only for Youngjae to stop you with a shake of his head, “You’ll be ok, Y/n-ah but please rest a bit more until we know how to get out of here. You’re hurt enough as it is.”

Confusion swelled in you at that. Sure, you were sore but hurt? Maybe it made sense with how much pain you were in. You nodded and looked around before speaking, “What happened? What’s wrong with me?”

“Well… I think it’s safe to assume you have a concussion and possibly a broken elbow.” Jinyoung started and sighed, “And I think you have a burn on your ankle… but I am really struggling to believe what I am seeing.”

Your heartbeat picked up as he spoke. What the hell happened?

“It looks like a handprint, noona.” Bambam whispered, his voice shaky and uncertain. You sat up suddenly at that, much to Youngjae’s protest, your world spinning as you did. Holy shit. Jinyoung was probably right about the concussion. 

After a solid two minutes of waiting for the spinning to stop, you were met with a glaring red and puffy handprint staring at you… What the fuck? 

A scream welled up in you as you stared at it but no words came out. You needed to leave asap. Holy shit. Holy shit. This… this wasn’t natural… this wasn’t normal. This wasn’t… this couldn’t be real. 

The angry handprint stole your breath and taunted you, begging you to try to explain whatever the hell happened. You couldn’t though and as you slowly looked around the room, you knew no one else could. They were all as scared as you, maybe more. Somehow, it seemed as if those you’d been closest with still cared for you too… They didn’t need to know you were scared or in pain. This was a reassurance that you could give them.

Stealing all the energy you could, you sighed and shook your head, “It is odd. Luckily, I feel fine,” to further sell the lie, you reached out and touched the irritated skin which throbbed in time with the rest of your body under your touch, “My ankle isn’t even in pain anymore. I promise that I’m fine and this worry won’t help with getting us out so,” You stood up suddenly, sighing and shaking your shoulders as if you were warming up while you waited for your world to stop spinning.

“I don’t trust your promises.” Jinyoung said, eyeing your ankle from where he was sitting on the ground.

His words cut you like a knife, salt being added to the wound as Jackson and Youngjae scoffed and came closer to help support you… which despite your verbal protests, you were thankful for their support. 

“I for one am wanting to believe Y/n-ssi.” Mark cut in his hair tasseled and a small scrape on his face showed that whatever happened earlier had tried to get him too, “I don’t know if you all noticed but whatever the fuck happened a little while ago wasn’t natural. I don’t want to stick around for it any longer. You most definitely need medical attention, Y/n-ssi, but if you think you’re fine for us to start trying to leave, I will believe you. Get me out of here.” 

You looked around at others, Yugyeom looking up at you from where he was laying in the fetal position, his eyes red and wide with hope. Bambam was watching you from a distance, his arms crossed defensively. 

“You k-know what’s happening? A ghost! We are i-in a haunted hou-house! I-” Yugyeom stopped talking suddenly, his quick breaths overpowering his ability to speak. Soon enough, he started hyperventilating and crying, his body shaking violently. 

Pushing through your swirling vision, you went over to him and sat down, talking quietly to him to try to ground him, not even daring to touch Yugyeom. You’d seen enough panic attacks… you had enough panic attacks to know that touching him could have bad effects and by now, he had to ride the wave of his panic attack. At some point while you were trying to comfort Yugyeom, some of the others left the room. Whether it was to give him space or to look for an exit, you didn’t know and didn’t care. The less people, the better.

After maybe ten minutes of Yugyeom riding out his panic attack, he seemed to finally calm down some. His eyes were red and glassy and there was snot running down his face like dog slobber but he was breathing calmer and had even taken a moment to readjust himself to lean into you for comfort. By this point, you were alone with him. Jackson and Jinyoung had left to join the others at some point while you comforted Yugyeom. 

“Thank you.” He croaked out at one point, wiping his snot onto his shirt sleeve as he sat up and looked at you. 

“Of course. I know how horrible they can be.” 

Yugyeom nodded, “Do you have them often?”

“Not any more but I used to have them a few times a day. It was brutal and debilitating.”

“I can imagine. I don’t like this at all.” He said, readjusting his position to be leaning in your lap, “What changed?”

“Leaving the stressful environment I was in… and a lot of therapy.” You laughed at that, “Go once a week and it helps me so much.” 

“Yeah. I am in therapy now… Probably will need to work through today too.” Yugyeom laughed quietly and took a deep sigh.

“Possibly.”

“I hope my therapist believes in ghosts and doesn’t think this is some sort of drugged up dream.” 

You nodded, “I think my therapist would more quickly believe I had a super realistic stress nightmare than that ghosts trapped us in an abandoned house.”

The two of you shared a look and laughed, a small and warm silence hugging you as you shared this intimate moment. Somehow, the house didn’t feel nearly as scary in that moment, the warped shadows weren’t as sharp and daunting and the pain that bound your body felt much lighter. It felt nice to crack jokes about this warped situation and therapy. So often you found yourself struggling to make jokes and somehow Yugyeom was bringing them out naturally. It was a nice change. 

“You know… I don’t think anyone is really mad at you and Jackson hyung hiding being siblings. More so shocked… maybe a little upset but I think they’ll get over it.” 

You stared at him in surprise at the sudden topic change. This wasn’t what you expected to talk about after he had a panic attack… Maybe about the possibility of ghosts or if he was feeling better… but not *this*. 

Nodding slowly, you spoke, “Ok… How about we find everyone else? I think both of us want to leave ASAP.” 

Slowly, you and Yugyeom got up and walked into the kitchen in hopes of finding the others. Despite the possibility of them answering, neither of you called out to others, the silence that was blanketing the house felt like it shouldn’t be broken… Although maybe that was because you and Yugyeom were too tired to walk and speak out. Maybe that was you projecting on him though.

This was the first time you’ve been around Yugyeom so maybe he was used to panic attacks or was able to bounce back and it was only you who struggled so much after them. 

“You’ve calmed down! Glad to see. How are you feeling?” You jumped as someone behind you asked. 

Jinyoung. 

“I am feeling better,” Yugyeom turned to you and bowed, “Thank you so much Y/n-ssi for helping out.” 

Flustered, you nodded soundlessly. Yugyeom was quite the character you were learning. He seemed cool though and you found yourself feeling a little sad that you weren’t friends with him or most of the others in this group. After tonight, they’d all stay a friend group tied closer together from this experience, but you’d be Youngjae’s best friend and Jackson’s little sister that had a blind date with Jinyoung…

Jinyoung. 

You looked over at him, more guilt pooling in your stomach. The date went well. Wonderful even. You just so happened to also realize you were aromantic during it… and instead of responding to his excited texts after that night, you simply ghosted him. Through that, he was still being so kind and caring to you tonight and hadn’t even told anyone about all the bull shit you’ve done to him. 

“Are you ok, Y/n-ssi?” Jinyoung asked, interrupting your guilt spiral.

“Oh. I am fine. Where is everyone?” 

“We’re in the study talking through a plan.”

You nodded, following Yugyeom as he started walking towards the study but before you could leave the room, Jinyoung’s hand was out in front of you. His face was pleading as he looked at Yugyeom walking away and you felt that talking with him for a little was the least you could do for him after everything he’s done for you. Quickly, Yugyeom disappeared from earshot and Jinyoung finally turned to look at you.

“How are you doing?” He asked, his eyes scanned you worriedly and it felt like they were looking deep into your soul.

“I’m doing… I want to leave this place and get medical attention.” 

He nodded, “I take it that you are feeling quite a lot of pain?” 

You nodded, “Physically… and mentally. I… I didn’t expect to see you again.” 

Were you really going to have this conversation right now? 

Maybe now wasn’t the right time… but so much has happened tonight… might as well add another thing to the list. 

Jinyoung looked shocked at his comment, his brows knitting together tightly as he crossed his arms defensively, “I didn’t expect to see you again ever again either. What you did was pretty shitty, you know?”

Nodding, you looked away, “I know. It was super unfair to you. I am sorry.” 

“Why’d you do it?” He looked hurt as he asked, “Did I do something wrong? I kept trying to figure out what happened but I wouldn’t think of anything… I had a lot of fun on our date.” 

You sighed, “I did too. But our date made me realize something and I didn’t know how to share… I just kind of ran and it was super shitty of me. I’m sorry.” 

“So you’ve said. What did you realize?” 

Fuck.

Of course he’d ask… and he deserved to know… even if you struggled to tell Youngjae and hadn’t told anyone else since. He was a good person and deserved to know. 

Closing your eyes, you stole your confidence to speak again, “That I’m aromantic and asexual. It wasn’t you specifically so please don’t take it as our date was so bad or something… I’ve been on a few dates and didn’t feel attraction and I had so much fun with you but still struggled so much to feel any romantic attraction and then, like, after two weeks of struggling to do or say anything I realized that I might be aroace and by then I hadn’t responded to your message in, like, five days and it became harder and harder to--”

Jinyoung’s hand on your arm stopped you, your eyes flying open with shock only to be met with kind misty eyes and a big smile, “Thank you for telling me. It must’ve been hard to say. I am sorry if I put any stress on you tonight by being here.”

“I-- What?” You stared up at him, not fully processing what he had said. 

He… was thanking you and apologizing? 

Why?

You were the one who needed to apologize.

“Fuck. Why do you have to be so kind?!” You whined when your brain fully processed what he’d said.

Jinyoung laughed at that and pulled you into a soft hug, “Have you told many others?”

“Only you and Youngjae… and you’ve not really caused me any stress today, Jinyoung-ssi. You’ve been nothing but kind and any stress I’ve had was caused by my own stupidity to not--” 

“Coming out is hard. Sure I would’ve loved a message but I understand why you didn’t…” He trailed off, worrying his lower lip as he thought over what to say next, “Could we be friends after tonight?”

You smiled at that. Jinyoung was such an amazing person, holy shit.

“I’d love that. Thank you for not being upset.” 

“Of course. Now, let’s get back to the group. I don’t want them to worry about us.” 

Nodding, you followed Jinyoung as he made his way to the study, a musty windowless room full of empty and rotting shelfs. Some people had lit their flashlights and set them throughout the space as they talked quietly. 

“I really think it’s bullshit that there’s a ghost here. That earthquake was a coincidence. Let’s try the window again.” Jaeboem said, running his hand through his hair worriedly as he looked around the room. 

Mark nodded in agreement.

You butt in as you slowly sat down, focusing on your words as your world spun violently, “I mean… I think it could be. I don’t think any of you touched my ankle tonight and yet I have a large ass handprint on it where I swear I felt something grab and pull me down the stairs.” 

“I am sure there’s an explanation for that though. Maybe some odd clothes made the mark or you hit it against something.” Mark said, shaking his head. 

Yugyeom scoffed at that, "I find that highly unlikely. Besides, Y/n-ssi was saying some strange stuff when she was upstairs. Stuff about her father not liking guests in the house. I kind of thought that was some of her homelife slipping out but we’ve met her father before and he’s so kind and doesn’t care about that stuff.”

Your body went cold at Yugyeom’s comment. You barely remembered making it up the stairs… what had you done up there even?

What else did you say? 

Why didn’t you remember any of it?

Jackson nodded at that, “He’s the kindest extrovert I’ve met! Always pushed for her to bring more people over. He’s glad she lives in a dorm now since that gets her out and social more.”

You winced at that, the icy cold feeling gripping you growing as you glanced over at Bambam and Youngjae to catch them looking at you as well… They didn’t seem to be sharing your little secret which is good.

“You also mentioned something about the basement, noona… something about--” 

*MEEEEOOOOOOOOW*

You all looked up to see the same ewok-esque cat as earlier. The same cat that led you to this house and that you followed in. It looked you in the eyes and blinked slowly before turning around and walking away slowly.

Calmness washed over you as you watched it walk and you felt the need to follow it. You didn’t move though and nor did anyone else, everyone seemed frozen as the cat let out another loud *meow* and walked back in. It rubbed against your body, its warmth seeping into you for a second before the cold air hit you again as it stepped away and looked at you expectantly. 

Slowly, you stood up, your eyes glued on the cat as your world vinyetted and head grew fuzzy. It took everything in you to stay standing and then some because when your world came back to you and your brain cleared, Youngjae was holding onto you tightly as you leaned into him. When you looked up at him, he nodded and squeezed you closer to him for a split second before letting go. 

“We should follow them. I think it has something to show us.”

No one said anything, all seemingly too stunned to counter as they slowly got up. The cat walked away, its primordial pouch swaying back and forth as it sauntered away and towards the basement door. 

Were you really going to follow some random cat to try to get out of this house? 

Seems like it. 

Stealing all the confidence you could, you followed the cat as it entered the basement landing. The room felt colder than it had when you were in it earlier tonight and the shadows seemed even more dangerous and scary. You pulled out your phone and turned on your flashlight, thankful that there was still plenty of charge that you could rely on… if only you had cellular service. A dark and overwhelming presence seemed to push down on you at that thought. Suddenly, it didn’t feel likely that the lack of cellular wasn’t due to whatever was in this house.

You didn’t want to go into the basement anymore. Panic rose in your throat as something was telling you that it’d be dangerous to go into the basement. This was a bad idea… a really bad idea… You looked back at the others, pain shooting up your neck as you did. They looked tired and scared, and following a cat into the basement is a very… unreal thing to do but they also looked hopeful… You had to do this for them.

“Do you want help down the stairs, Y/n-ssi?” Mark asked, walking closer to you. 

You nodded. You didn't have the strength to say something as he linked arms with you, the two of you continuing to lead the way into the basement. The stairs felt rickety and unsafe, your legs almost giving out repeatedly as you traversed them.

“Are you feeling ok?” Mark asked quietly as you two neared the basement floor.

“I am doing. Thank you for your help.” You said, somehow finding a small smile growing on your face at his considerateness. 

He nodded, sighing in relief as the two of you made it to the basement floor. Despite being on more solid ground, he didn’t unlink your arms or move away from you, instead looking around the space cautiously as if he was seeing the basement in a different light now. It did look quite different though. The shadows felt harsher, like they might reach out to grab you if you got too close. 

You turned around and watched as everyone made it down the stairs, thankful that everyone was still together. Sighing lightly, you turned around to try to look for the cat again. It led you down here, it better not leave you now. The air seemed electric with tension as you looked around, your eyes straining to see any glow of light that may be the cat’s eyes.

BANG!

Darkness washed over you like a heavy blanket. Someone screamed, though you had no idea who, and as you looked around, you tried to find anyone and anything other than Mark in the thick darkness. You couldn't see anything. After some movement, the basement lit up once again and you saw everyone looking around scared.

Jinyoung had turned on his flashlight and Youngjae was comforting Bambam, who was huddled on the floor shaking. 

“What the fuck happened?” Mark asked, looking around the room as if he could find answers there.

“A draft?” Jaeboem responded, seemingly unsure of what he was even suggesting. 

“I don't think so... It's not been too windy out, and the front door is closed so the draft had to have come from wind inside… which isn't too plausible.” Jackson said with a shake of his head, turning on his own flashlight and walking around a little.

Still no cat to be found. 

Tentatively, you called out for the cat, hoping that it would reveal himself and guide you all a little more. You waited, clinging on to Mark as you looked around, others starting to move around and explore the basement.

Bambam crouched down and picked up the same tiny wooden car that you’d seen earlier, “Noona! Look! It flew far!” 

Nodding, you held your breath as he watched everyone else explore. Something felt like it was breathing down the back of your neck, putting you on edge as you looked around space for that tiny car. It was resting by some dusty curtains, hung in an awkward place along the wall. Part of you wanted to tell everyone to stay away from that spot. Who knew what was behind the curtains, waiting to jump out and attack you or your friends.

“This place really is so creepy.” Jaeboem said, doodling in some dust on top of boxes, “ no wonder  this place has been abandoned and ignored for so long. I wouldn't want to be here either.”

“I don't think it really matters why this place was abandoned! We're trapped in here!  We'd fin--”

Before Yugyeom could continue, the house shook, knocking you and Mark off your feet and into the painful embrace of the concrete basement floor. Youngjae clung to Jaeboem and Bambam and for a second your world went black, fully consumed by someone's angry screaming. The scream pierced your skull, sending fireworks of pain ricocheting throughout your brain.

You screamed back, begging for the voice to stop and the pain to stop.

Your lungs gave out before the scream stopped, but eventually it did, leaving you in the silence of your ringing ears. Slowly you got back up with Mark’s help and looked around at the others, everyone looked as shell shocked as you felt. 

“Are you ok, Yugyeom-ssi?” You asked, looking over at the poor man who looked like he was about to cry again. 

He shook his head and took a deep breath, not saying more. You wanted to sit with him and help calm him down but as you looked around, you knew that the others here needed your help too. Luckily, it seemed that Jackson caught onto what you were thinking as walked over to Yugyeom and started quietly coaching him through stuff. 

If it wasn’t clear already, you needed to leave. 

ASAP.

As Jackson and Yugyeom talked quietly, you started to look around boxes and crevices to see if there was any hidden door. It was a small space though and you struggled to see anything that may look like a way out.

“I feel like the cat didn’t help.” Yuongjae said with a sigh, shaking his head when you stopped looking around. 

Jaeboem nodded, sitting down dejectly on a pile of dusty books. 

“Should we try to get back out from the first floor?” Bambam asked, to which Jinyoung nodded. You listened with baited breath and festering worry as the steps creaked under Jinyoung’s weight, screaming as he walked up. The door jiggled. It didn’t open. 

*CREEEAAAAAK*

The steps seemed to creak louder than before as he came down, your nerves growing with each creak they made. 

Your adrenaline spiked as Jinyoung screamed, wood splintering as he crashed to the ground behind the stairs with a heavy *THUD*. 

Bambam and you rushed over (well you limped over), Youngjae and Jaeboem following behind slightly slower. They helped sit Jinyoung up, as you looked him over, trying to see if there were any obvious injuries you could help him with. 

“Are you ok, Oppa? Does anything hurt?” You asked as you checked his body. 

Jinyoung hummed, closing his eyes as he moved different body parts around, “I think I landed on my shoulder? It hurts like hell.” 

“Can you lift your arm up some?” Youngjae asked.

Jinyoung could barely lift his arm to be parallel with his shoulder, his arm shaking as he tried. You winced as you watched him struggle, eventually lowering his arm for him gently. 

“I think I am going to need a doctor.” He sighed, getting up slowly, “For now though, let’s try to get out.”

Bambam nodded and opened his mouth to say something.

“G-Guys!” Jackson was yelling, an anxious nerve running through his voice, “The cat is back.” 

You all quickly rushed to where they were, the cat sure enough back, purring in Yugyeom’s lap as he hesitantly scratched behind its ears. 

“Do you think it’s likely that the cat rolled in poison ivy recently?” Yugyeom asked, looking up at the others.

Jaeboem nodded.

“I mean… it seems to live outside so probably… but also I pet it earlier tonight and I am fine so… we’ll see.”

The cat looked around everyone in the room lazily before finally looking up at you and blinking slowly. It was telling you that everything would be ok and a large part of you wanted to believe it. A rattling purr left the cat as it slowly got up and stretched like it had all the time in the world. After licking one of its paws quickly, it slowly sauntered away and curled around the curtains, not to be seen again. 

“Oh?” Bambam said, quickly walking to the curtain and yanking it back, washing everyone in a cloud of dust. 

Once the dust finally settled, you were faced with a small, dark staircase. This was hopefully your out and you found yourself breathing a sigh of relief as you looked up and saw the glimpse of a door. 

“Thank fuck.” Youngjae said but he didn’t move as if he was waiting for one of us to take the first move, for one of us to take the first step.

Given with how rickity the stairs looked and Jinyoung falling down the stairs earlier, it made sense that he was nervous. You felt nervous too, your body fighting itself to bolt up the stairs and not risk more injury in a tough internal war. It seemed like everyone was as nervous to make the first move and in that moment, it felt like the ability to escape completely left you all, only leaving a gaping ocean of stress and worry. 

Looking around slowly, you made eye contact with your older brother, a conflict of his own going on in his eyes as he took a deep breath in, “Time to leave. I have a party to shut down and a hospital to take you all to.”

A chuckle left you as he climbed up the rickety stairs and threw the doors open, a crisp breeze and stars greeting you. All your humor and relief left you as an icy bucket of fear washed over you. 

Someone wasn’t happy.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG! 

BANG!

A door was being slammed repeatedly, angrily as the house started shaking again. Someone… something was throwing a fit at you all being by the stairs and trying to leave. You felt paralized by fear that strangled you, your mind going fuzzy as your ears started screaming with fuzz and ringing.

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

BANG!

Somehow, the doors slamming sounded closser now, as if someone was rushing to the basement, ready to cause havoc and damage. 

“Get noona!” Bambam shouted, rushing to you with Youngjae.

The two of them picked you up, struggling up the stairs. The banging doors felt like they were getting closer to you even when you were set down on the dead leaves outside. The doors were slamming closer to you, your eardrums shaking with each sound. 

Mark slammed the cellar doors shut behind him angrily. 

*chirp*

*chirp*

*chirp*

Through the aching of your ears, you started to hear regular nature sounds mingling with the heavy breathing of your friends. The cat was snuggling up against you, its warmth heating you up. People were walking around. Someone was talking. You didn’t have energy to figure anything out yet.

Instead, you curled up around the cat, struggling to hold in your tears.

You were out. 

Relief washed over you as your tears spilled down your cheeks and nose and onto the ground.

They let you cry for some time, waiting patiently for you to slowly stand up and look around. Youngjae and Jaeboem were snuggling together on the ground, clutching each other comfortingly. Bambam was leaning against Jinyoung, holding onto him and taking slow breaths. Jackson and Mark were talking quietly. Yugyeom was looking at you.

“How are you feeling, Y/n-ssi?” He quietly asked, scooting over.

“Better? I think.”

“That’s good. Do you want help getting up?”

You shook your head, slowly getting up in spite of your body screaming at you. Slowly, everyone walked back to the main house, you lagging a little behind to watch everyone talk. A smile made its way on your face as you watched Youngjae and Jaeboem chatting away, leaning against each other in a flirting manner. He’d done it. He’d managed to get together with his crush. 

Without your help. 

He managed it all. 

They looked like a good friend group. 

They were a good group of people. 

You were proud of Jackson for finding such wonderful people. Mom and Dad were always worried about him never finding close friends but he’d found his people. 

Sighing, you looked back in the direction of the house and saw something that made your blood freeze. Someone was in a window on the upper floor. 

Waving bye at you. 

“Noona! You coming?” Bambam asked, making you jump. 

“She better! Don’t want Y/n-ah to get lost again.” Jinyoung said with a laugh. 

You shook your head, “Coming!” 

Bambam wrapped you in a quick hug, leaving his arm draped around you when you joined them again. Together you all walked back to the house which was shockingly empty of people already. You breathed a sigh of relief as you left the group to go to the kitchen and pour yourself a glass of water. It hurt to move your neck back to finish the drink but it soothed your sore throat enough that you paid no mind.

That would be tomorrow’s problem.

“We will go to the hospital in 10 or so minutes, ok?” Jackson asked as he entered the kitchen space.  

You nodded and turned around to refill your glass. If you avoided Jackson’s worried gaze while doing so, you were thankful. Jackson didn’t leave though. He waited patiently as you guzzled two glasses of water before sighing and shaking his head. 

“I was never disappointed in you.” He said, shattering the silence. 

You froze, not wanting to look at him as you gathered up the energy to respond, “Oh? I always thought you were.”

“I always thought that you didn’t like me so I gave you distance. You are honestly so amazing, working a job and going to school. It is so impressive.”

You laughed bitterly and tried to hide the anxiety pooling in your gut, “I dropped out of school so I don’t know how amazing I am.” 

When silence settled over you two again for a minute, you risked a glance at Jackson, hoping not to see disappointment. His brows were raised in surprise but he didn’t look disappointed. 

“How come?”

“It was bad for my mental health… I had to.” You mumbled, not wanting to think much about those hellish years where you were academia’s bitch.

“Do you want to return to school?”

“No. I don’t know what I want to do… but I don’t want anything to do with academia.”

“That’s understandable. College is so stressful. What are you doing now?” He asked and you were thankful that he looked genuinely interested in what you were doing now. 

“Bartending.”

“Do you enjoy it?”

“Somewhat. I want to do something else long term but it isn’t a bad job. It pays the bills and my coworkers are good.”

“I am glad it’s a good job. I am proud of you for taking care of yourself.”

What?

Your head snapped up to look at him, pain shooting through you at the sudden action. He… he was proud of you? 

Tears welled in your eyes. No one in your family ever seemed proud of you… nothing ever seemed to be enough for them.

“R-really?”

“Really,” He took a deep breath in as he prepared for his next words, “I’ve not said it before, but I love you.” 

You felt like you could cry as you pulled him into a hug, hugging him tightly and burying your face into his chest, “I love you too, Oppa… But please don’t tell mom and dad yet.”

“I won’t.” Jackson said with a laugh. 

The two of you barely talked as you finished your final glass of water, sparing a few words as you left the kitchen. You looked around at everyone else, wispering and resting their eyes. They were close. 

You cleared your throat awkwardly to get people’s attention, “I am ready whenever you all are.”

Some of them nodded silently before getting up and helping others up. Quietly, everyone filed into Jackson and Jinyoung’s cars. The trip to the hospital was painfully quiet and when you all got into the hospital, it felt like everyone dispersed as they slowly took everyone back for treatment.

You don’t know how long you were there for or when others left but when you were finally released, no one was there to help you. With some broken ribs, a sprained ankle, and a bad concussion, you found a taxi and went home. The faint sounds of the bar below acted as a soothing white noise for you as you crawled into bed and crashed. 

Alone. 

Somehow you managed to get a whole two weeks off of work to recover from your concussion. You were thankful for the time for a break and thankful for the near constant noise from the bar under you. Every time there was silence you felt unnerved, as if something or someone was going to start attacking you again. The silence made you feel scared in a way that it never had before. 

The bar noise became a comfort you didn’t realize you needed. It was the only constant for you during those two weeks. No one visited you. 

Youngjae was busy with work and going on dates with Jaebeom (it was understandable but you still wished he came to visit you some). Your few other friends were busy with their lives as well. Somehow managed to text you every once in a while (unlike Youngjae) but it was still a fleeting moment of communication and you craved more. 

Returning back to work and starting physical therapy was a welcome reprieve from your small apartment. The hustle and bustle of people filled something in you that you didn’t realize you were missing. It gave you human interaction and you enjoyed it so much. 

All the human interaction made you yearn for the seven people you’d survived such a traumatic event with. Maybe you could text Jackson, Jinyoung, or Youngjae and plan a get together. They’d seemed to want to get closer to you after that event… even though no one messaged or called you. 

You sighed and shook your head, looking back at the bar you were tending to. Only thirty more minutes before you got off. Then you could go home and watch something. Your shift ended uneventfully. You found yourself leaving the bar and making the short trip home with the slowness of someone who has nothing to return home to. 

A light was on.

Why was there a light on in the apartment? 

The light stole your breath. You found yourself transported back to the abandoned house, screams shaking your eardrums as you stood frozen. 

Someone was moving.

People were moving.

People were talking. 

“Y/n-ah, are you ok?” 

Jinyoung. 

You looked up at him, at Youngjae and Jackson who were also standing near you, looking at you worriedly. At Bambam, Mark, Jaebeom Yugyeom, who were holding balloons behind you. 

You were in your apartment. Not the abandoned house. 

The soft sounds from the bar grounded you as you slowly looked around.

You were safe.

You were ok. 

“I-I… I’m ok. I think. Yeah. I’m surprised.” You spoke slowly as you looked around the apartment and took in a deep breath. The soft pain from your ribs moved with your lungs and somehow gave you a bit of comfort. 

You were recovering. 

You were safe. 

“Well, yeah!” Youngjae laughed and pulled you into a tight hug, “That was the point! Surprise!” 

“We wanted to have a small party together. A good party this time.” Jinyoung said, “Would you want anything to drink?”

“Water please. And don’t expect me to make you drinks! You should’ve come to the bar if you wanted that.” 

Bambam laughed, rushing to hug you, “Darn it! Here I was hoping that you could make something expensive and fancy for me.” 

“I refuse.” 

Slowly people settled into your living room, happy laughter and warm music filling the space. Youngjae was snuggling up to you as everyone talked. Jinyoung was laughing and telling a story about something him and Bambam did together. Jackson refilled food and drinks every once in a while. Jaeboem was watching everything happen without speaking, holding Youngjae’s hand. Mark was bundled in all the spare blankets, laughing at everything happening. Yugyeom was adding in sarcastic remarks. 

They were making plans for stuff with you.

You were telling stories.

The night was flying by quickly.

It felt like you fit in for once.

You weren’t an outsider anymore. 

Everyone felt like a family. A home. 

And as night became day, you started to understand the truth.

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Thank you for reading!

My masterlist!

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[jwirecs]

hello everyone, or to anyone who happens to come across this post!

i’ve decided to lessen my kpop album collection. thought i’d start off the new year (literally starting it late but i guess chinese new year works too) with helping some fellow kpop collectors in completing their album collection for hopefully a decent price. 

you can find the list of albums that i am currently letting go in this list below ↓

click here. you message me through either here or ig (@yoongachu) up to you!

uhm im not sure what kind of tags that i should be putting in this post, so forgive me if its sort of like in your way tags wise!

even a reblog or like would help spread the word ofcourse!

happy collecting!🍑

#kpop albums #kpop wts #bts #chungha #monsta x #got7 #blackpink #jbj #mxm #wannaone #rainz #straykids #toppdogg #treasure #unb #vixx #winner #album sale #kpop selling #kpop sale #kpop collection

[sweetestofchaos]

To-Do List

Uᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇᴅ 05/05/2024

You make fun of Minho’s (shinee) grandpa laugh (one-shot)

MET Gala!Jackson likes his interviewer (one-shot)

Hyunjin smut with a thick s/o (one-shot)

Take on the World ft. BTS - chapter 13

Have Mercy ft. Jimin/Yoongi - Jimin falls in love with the very soul he is supposed to devour. When he gathers the courage to confess it seems that someone far more evil finds her alone. (1/3)

Run From Me ft. Taehyung - Taehyung and you have history together, a very, very long and twisted history. (4/??)

Take on the World ft. BTS - When Seokjin imprint on a child, the Min pack has to prepare for parenthood (13/??) 

Blackthorn ft. Yoongi - The love story of Emperor Yoongi and Empress Keena has been passed down from generation to generation; a love story so strong that it had surpassed the passage of time. (15/??)

Cafuné ft. Namjoon and Yoongi - As Namjoon’s personal assistant, Y/N doesn’t have time for love…or does she?  (6/??)

Blackthorn ft. Yoongi - chapter 16

Got7 Pregnant Social Experiment

Knock, Knock ft. Jaebeom/Yoongi: Jaebeom is finally woken up by his soulmate after how much time? (2/??)

Prompt Me Hoe - A bunch of AU’s featuring different idols

Butterflies ft. Seokjin - Y/N is an American song writer that befriends Kim Seokjin

Era of Love Series ft. Got7 - Nothing like that good ol’ college au

Lactation Kink: Poly!BTS - (2/3)

Chain Reaction ft. Bambam (5/6)

Chain Reaction ft. Kim Yugyeom (5/6)

The Jayde Heiress ft. BTS - Back against the wall, Arissa must learn to live in Bangtan’s world if she wants to survive. (to be rewritten)

You cry because you can’t fit their clothing - Got7, BTS, Monsta X

They meet you, their celebrity crush - Got7, Monsta X, Stray Kids, BTS

You crying in the shower - Monsta X, Shinee

They get to do a stage with their crush - Stray Kids, BTS, Shinee

You run into your ex and they see you have a child - Got7, Monsta X

When your top falls off in the pool - BTS, Shinee, Monsta X

You wear braids to a fan sign - Got7, BTS, Stray Kids, Monsta X

You’re pmsing - Ateez

You hit on your boyfriend while drunk - BTS, Stray Kids, Monsta X

Barber Shop ft. Kim Namjoon - Alysia just wanted to get her son’s hair fixed, she wasn’t expecting to fall for his new barber, Alpha Kim Namjoon.

Wherever You Are ft. BTS - This is what happens when you catch their eye while enjoying the nightlife.

Dragon’s Heart - Prince Jaebeom is the last descendent of the mighty dragons that left the Earth long ago. When a sudden attack leaves him wounded, Y/N saves his life. (Fantasy Au, Strangers to lovers)

Capture the Heart ft. Kim Seokjin - When Seokjin’s playboy ways come to bite him in the ass, Jaya is there to save him…based off this gif set (Strangers to Friends to Lovers / College AU)

The Captain’s Vow ft. Kim Seokjin - When tragedy strikes due to the betrayal of the Royals, Capitan Seokjin switches sides to avenge those he has lost. (Pirate AU)

Anything You Want ft. BTS

sugar daddy au, gang au, ceo au

Queenie ft. Hyunjin

royal au, fantasy au

Skylight ft. ??

neighbor au, hurt comfort

Care For You ft. Yoongi x Seokjin

a/b/o, dead dove, gang au, mxm, parent au

Trust Me ft. Mark Tuan and Song Mingi

demon au, gang au, dead dove

My All ft. Youngjae

fake dating au, pregnancy au

The Dragon’s Apprentice ft. BTS’ Rapline

dragon au, fantasy au, mxm

Not A Dream ft. Jungkook

ex to lovers au, gang au

Hey, My Baby ft. Jimin

strangers to lovers au, vampire au, sugar momma au

Something Like Fate ft. ??

strangers to lovers, soulmates au if you squint

Untitled ft. Got7/BTS

dragon au, sugar daddy au

You See Me? (I see You) ft. Hoseok

military au, brother’s friend au

Smile For Me ft. Jimin

actor au, stalker au

Handsome Devil ft. Shownu

demon au, unrequited love, fake dating au

Recipe For Love ft. ??

strangers to lovers

Looking For You ft. BTS

soulmates au, dream walking au

Michael & Jackson, After the Singer? ft. Jackson Wang

strangers to lovers, idol au, fake twin au

All of You ft. Bambam

yandere au, non-idol au

Pass You By ft. Minhyuk

ex’s to lovers au

Leave Me Alone ft. Changkyun

gang au

Enough ft. Vernon

friends to lovers au

Remembering You ft. Yoongi

married au

Consequence ft. Jungkook

vampire au

Untitled ft Jimin

werewolf au, a/b/o, friends to lovers au

Say Ahhh ft. Many Idols

personal chef au

Fairy Floss and Cottontails ft. Yoonkook

hybrid au, Easter au

Motion of the Ocean ft. Jackson Wang

mermaid au, fantasy au

The Story of You ft. Kim Namjoon

soulmate au

Q&A ft. Jaebeom

teacher au (sequel to Not So New Professor)

Welcome Home ft. Seonghwa

friends to lovers au, idol au

All About You ft. San

friends to lovers, gang au

Hear Me ft. ??

band au

Hello, Again ft. Monsta X

strangers to lovers, Idol au

Lost and Found ft. Monsta X

gang au

Lost My Halo ft. Gang7

high school/college au

Fall Apart ft. Mark

gang au

Sweet Pea ft. Yugyeom

gang au

Lie To Me ft. Jackson

gang au

Sub-Rosa ft Jaebeom

gang au

Isn’t Something Missing? ft. Youngjae

gang au

Count For Me ft. Jinyoung

gang au

Two Piece ft. Bambam

gang au

#soc to do list

[daemour]

Title: Find You

Genre: Angst, Fluff, a ‘lil Smut

Pairing: Jinyoung x Jaebeom, minor Jinyoung x Youngjae, for 5 seconds a side of Ten x Yugyeom

Summary: Jinyoung’s kinda a dumbass. Jaebeom’s even more of a dumbass, but he’s also kind of an asshole (in the best way possible.)

Warnings: Jinyoung suxxs a dick; the smut scene is just under 600 words out of 13k

Word count: 13482

CRIS CRIS CRIS @limjaeseven​ I LOVE YOU!! thanks for all the stuff you do for me; i hope this can somehow repay it!! :)))))) love you broskiiiiiii lets hope for many great times~! also heres ur dumb gays :)))) <3333

I struggled with this A  L O T so i hope you guys like it owo~

When Jinyoung walked out of his room and saw Jaebeom in the kitchen, that wasn’t unusual. The older one did tend to use the spare key whenever he didn’t want to cook. What was unusual, however, was the fact that Jaebeom had no shirt on.

As much as Jinyoung would like to ogle Jaebeom’s fine ass, he had more questions than wishes. “Hyung? What are you doing?” Jaebeom spun around, a sheepish smile on his face, and Jinyoung repeated the mantra, don’t look at tiddies, don’t look at tiddies over and over to himself. It’s a hard battle, and Jinyoung lost it almost immediately. Jaebeom was amused.

“My eyes are up here, Nyoungie. Not on my nipples.” Jinyoung would like the floor to swallow him up, please. “Anyways; I left my keys at home when I went to work, but I found your keys in my car. I left them in there by accident,” Jaebeom explained, laughing. “I borrowed your couch if that’s fine.”

Yes, that’s so fine. Always fine. You could even use my bed. With me still in it, of course. “Yeah, go ahead. Next time, just text me. I have your spare set of keys, remember?” Jaebeom’s mouth opened, and Jinyoung could tell he forgot.

“Yeah.” Jaebeom drew out the diphthong and smiled. “Do you want breakfast?”

“God, yes please,” Jinyoung groans. “Thanks, man. You’re a lifesaver. God, you’re literally the perfect boyfriend.”

Jaebeom offers a sheepish smile, leaning across the counter and poking Jinyoung in the cheek affectionately. “Not perfect, but I made rice pudding and toast.” He slid a plate across to Jinyoung, who thanked him gratefully. “I’ll be out of your hair then.” He started to leave when Jinyoung frowned.

“Where’s your shirt?”

Jaebeom shrugged.

“I don’t know; I think some girl at the club stole it when I spilt a drink on myself and went to wipe it off.” The older left without another word, and Jinyoung could feel his heart hurt. He forgot Jaebeom was painfully straight, and that he was painfully gay. He was once again reminded that his crush was indeed one-sided. And yes, his crush did just walk out of his door with no shirt on.

When Jinyoung used to think he was straight, he remembered feeling romantic feelings towards Jaebeom and passing it off as wanting to be best friends forever. And now that he knew for sure he’s into boys, he found out the hard way that best friends just wasn’t what he wanted to be. But that couldn’t be helped. Jaebeom would never want to be with him, and Jinyoung would just have to suffer.

Alas, he couldn’t wallow in self-pity today. His brother, Yugyeom, was flying in with his best friend BamBam, and Jinyoung had to go pick them up. He pulled on some clothes he knew would only just barely match, grabbed his keys, and headed out the door. He’s going to be early, so he would stop in a coffee shop near the airport and pick up some drinks.

The coffee shop, Ars Coffee, was busy, but not too busy that Jinyoung would be late, so he stepped in and waited in line. As he looked around the cute shop decorated in pictures of puppies and kittens, he noticed a corner of the shop that reminded him of the first time he had met Jaebeom. The older had been frantically studying and Jinyoung was hustling to find an open seat, tripping over Jaebeom’s backpack and landing in the older’s lap. The older had delivered the line, “you’re not my type, but nice ass,” and the two ended up talking until the shop closed. They exchanged numbers, and the rest was history.

However, Jinyoung was brought back to the present with an ‘ahem’ coming from behind the counter. It’s his turn to order. “Ah- yes, sorry. I’ll take a vanilla latte, an iced choco, and an iced Americano.” The barista laughed, his smile too wide for his face, and marked down the order.

“I hope all that isn’t for you. That’s a lot of sugar, not to mention caffeine.”

Jinyoung smiled back. “Who knows? I could be a college student frantically studying for last-minute exams.”

The barista, Youngjae judging by the nametag, laughed again. “The second semester just ended; you’d be on break. So I’ll just assume you’re apologising to your three girlfriends since they just found out you’ve been double- no, triple-timing them.”

“Boyfriends,” Jinyoung corrects without thinking, and then his head snapped up, eyes wide. “What I mean is- I don’t- I-”

Youngjae offered a sympathetic smile. “It’s all right. I am too,” he reassured, adding that last bit in a lowered voice. “That will be 9,321 won. Which drink is yours?”

Jinyoung fished the bills out of his back pocket, offering it to Youngjae who returned the change.

“Mine is the vanilla latte,” Jinyoung answered, stepping to the side to let the next person come forward to order, and waited patiently. After a few people from ahead of him received their drinks, he saw Youngjae prepare his three drinks, and he felt a twinge of guilt when he realised Youngjae was the only employee at the store.

When he moved to pick up the drinks, he opened his mouth to offer apologies for ordering such a long list of drinks. However, Youngjae rushed off before he even could, just to tend to another customer. Jinyoung left, and when pulling out his drink, noticed a “call me, 2-747-5143 - Choi Youngjae” messily scrawled right under the drink’s label. Cute. He input the number into his phone and took off for the airport.

He’s running late; the coffee shop took longer than he thought, and Jinyoung rushed into the terminal Yugyeom had texted him. He saw his brother, slouching as always, with BamBam, just as skinny, standing up straight next to him. At least his friend had good posture; Jinyoung had been trying to fix his brother’s bad habit for years. “Yah, Kim Yugyeom, straighten up!”

Yugyeom’s head jerked up, and a smile spread across his face. “Hyung!” The tallest bounded over, BamBam following, and enveloped Jinyoung in a tight hug. “How are you?”

Jinyoung laughed. “You act like you haven’t lived with me for twenty-four years. I’m doing well. How are you, Yugyeom, BamBam?” Yugyeom, as expected, immediately launched into a monologue about how his time in Thailand with BamBam’s family was. The fact that he didn’t really like durian was the only bit that stuck in Jinyoung’s head. But he didn’t mind; as much as he would never admit it to anyone’s face, he did miss his younger sibling. Jaebeom just didn’t fill in the gaps Yugyeom had left.

“Hyung, hyung, hyung, did you hear?” Jinyoung snapped his head toward the younger. The younger was telling him something but as mentioned, Jinyoung wasn’t really listening.

“Sorry, Gyeom, what is it?”

“Jaebeom hyung’s roommate is coming as well, you know? Jackson Wang? From when Jaebeom hyung studied in Hong Kong.” Ah. Jinyoung remembered the loud kid he met when he visited Jaebeom during their summer break three years ago. The memory that stood out the most was Jackson immediately declared himself Jinyoung’s best friend. It would be nice to see him again, Jinyoung guessed, but it’s sad Jaebeom would be spending more time with Jackson and Jinyoung instead of just Jinyoung.

Wait, what the hell was he doing?

Has he really gotten so deep into his crush that he’s trying to break off Jaebeom’s friendships? Jinyoung tonks his head on the steering wheel.

“Hyung?”

“Nothing’s wrong, I just…forgot how to drive.” Jinyoung came up with the lamest excuse, and Yugyeom stared at him for a second.

“Are you drunk?”

Instead of gracing him with an answer, Jinyoung started the car and stepped on it (as much was deemed safe).

Yugyeom cackled in his ear, and the oldest of the three aimed a slap on Yugyeom’s chest.

“There are drinks in the back for you,” Jinyoung said, and Yugyeom went for the latte. Before Jinyoung could stop him, Yugyeom noticed the message. To Jinyoung’s relief, however, the younger didn’t mention it, only raising an eyebrow and glancing at Jinyoung’s side profile.

“Hyung, how’s Jaebeom hyung doing?” BamBam broke the silence.

“Jaebeom hyung? He’s doing fine. Same old same old. Doing whatever he pleases. He went to a club yesterday and ended up half-naked on my couch and left to go who knows where and I’m definitely not suffering from an unrequited crush on him. Can’t he just not be so blatantly straight? I’m literally dying because he can’t handle not being hot every second of the day.” With each word that came out of Jinyoung’s mouth, his pitch rose.

BamBam and Yugyeom were quiet for the rest of the ride, and Jinyoung refrained from jumping out of the car lest they would crash. They finally pulled up to the building, and BamBam left the tense atmosphere as quickly as he could. Yugyeom ready to leave, turned to Jinyoung, opened and closed his mouth as if deciding on what to say. “Hyung…maybe you should go on that date.” With that final sentence, Yugyeom exits as well, leaving Jinyoung in the car to ponder over when his life suddenly turned into such a mess.

After concluding his life became a mess once he was born, Jinyoung headed inside to find Yugyeom and BamBam had already made themselves at home and were currently trying to set up the ancient Wii.

“Have you two unpacked already? That was fast.” Jinyoung commented, unimpressed, and Yugyeom looked up at him.

“Yeah, we unpacked…”

“…the Wii.” BamBam finished Yugyeom’s answer and Jinyoung raised an eyebrow, unimpressed.

“Go unpack and then play Wii. I don’t want to trip over any of your bags.” Yugyeom groaned but got up obediently and BamBam followed like a good friend. Once they disappeared from sight, Jinyoung headed into his own room, with the coffee cup from Ars.

Jinyoung plopped down on his bed and opened the contacts on his phone. He stares at the number on the cup. After a moment of deliberation, he inputs it into his phone, saving the contact as ‘Ars - Choi Youngjae” and stares at the empty profile before finally tapping on “message.” He waited again, then sighed, throwing his phone onto the bed and leaving to get something to eat. Youngjae was still probably working and Jinyoung didn’t want to bother him.

Once Yugyeom and BamBam finished unpacking, they, predictably, connected the Wii and coerced (read: threatened) Jinyoung to join them in a Mario Kart championship.

In the middle of Rainbow Road, the door unlocked, and Jinyoung forfeited Yoshi to answer the door. Jaebeom and Jackson stood behind the door, and Jinyoung paused for a minute before letting them in. “Jackson! It’s good to see you again. How have you been?”

Jackson grinned, slapping Jinyoung on the back.

“Hey, Park Gae!” God, Jinyoung forgot about the cute nickname Jackson gave him back in Hong Kong. Jackson waited expectantly, and Jinyoung sighed.

“Sorry. Wang Gae, it’s good to see you again. How have you been?” Jinyoung complied.

“I’m doing well; I’ve actually recently gotten a job here teaching fencing, so I’ll be seeing you guys more often!” Oh. Jinyoung didn’t think Jackson would be staying for that long.

“Hyungs!” Yugyeom finally got up from the couch, having beaten BamBam by a hair and Jinyoung by a mile. Jaebeom grinned endearingly as always, hooking an arm around Yugyeom’s neck and ruffling his hair. “Jaebeom hyung, don’t mess up my hair!”

“What, are you trying to impress the ladies?” Jaebeom teased, and Jinyoung stiffened slightly.

“Yugyeom, have you been trying to impress any ladies-“

Jinyoung started to narrow his eyes, and Yugyeom squawked, pulling himself out of Jaebeom’s grip.

“What- No!” Glancing at Jinyoung’s unwavering glare, Yugyeom immediately looked away and up.

“Kim Yugyeom.”

“Really! Seriously, hyung, no way! No girls.” Yugyeom whined. “I haven’t!” He emphasized the last word.

“No girls?” Jaebeom took this opportunity to tease him further. “What about guys? Any hot men in Thailand who caught your interest?”

Yugyeom glanced back at BamBam, and Jinyoung caught the sly movement.

“There are?” Jinyoung almost screamed, feeling like he might die. His baby brother? Having a crush? Unheard of. Yugyeom had always put dancing first, rejecting everyone. “Who? I must protect my baby brother from them!”

Jackson laughed. “Protect him from them? More like the other way around-“ Yugyeom smacked Jackson on the back.

“Hyung!” The fake tension was eased, and Jinyoung grinned at his brother, ready as always to tease.

“So? Who is it? Do I know him?”

“Well-“ Yugyeom started, and Jinyoung’s jaw dropped. “Not yet.”

“What do you mean not yet?” Jinyoung frowns.

“He’s coming to Korea next week to study dance like I am. You’ll meet him then! Ten hyung is a year older, and BamBam knows him.” The Thai friend nodded.

“He’s a year older? Yugyeom, you’re into older men?” Jaebeom gasped in mock shock, and Yugyeom cackled, shoving the older lightly.

“Hyung, what the hell? He’s only a year older, not like Jinyoung and his young barista love.” Eyes turned to Jinyoung, who immediately began to smack Yugyeom.

“Kim Yugyeom-“

“What’s this about your young barista love?” Jackson was immediately interested.

“He’s not- I’m- How do you know he’s young?” Jinyoung stammered out.

Yugyeom cackled. “Choi Youngjae from Ars Coffee Shop? He tutors me in piano. He’s two years younger than you.” Jinyoung’s mouth dropped open.

God, this was mortifying. Jaebeom’s laughter brought him out of his funk, however. The older man (only by six months, Jackson liked to stress) slapped Jinyoung on the back. “Good for you, Nyoung! You’re finally going for your mans!”

Jinyoung choked something akin to ‘God, I hate you all’ and Yugyeom cackled at his older brother’s misery. However, he noticed Jinyoung’s pained look, and Jaebeom’s hand on his brother’s back, and quieted. “Jaebeom hyung,” the youngest called, “can you play Mario Kart with me? Jinyoung hyung sucks, and I beat BamBam. I wanna play you since you’re basically a grandpa.”

Jaebeom fell for the bait, hook line and sinker, glowering and grabbing the remote BamBam handed him. “All right, brat. Let’s go.”

Jinyoung almost heaved a breath of release and moved to the kitchen to get some water. BamBam followed him, and Jackson sat to watch Yugyeom and Jaebeom compete.

“Hyung-“ BamBam hissed, and Jinyoung tried to ignore him. But BamBam was nothing but persistent. “Hyung, why do you do this to yourself? It’s only hurting you, and in the long run, hurting Jaebeom hyung. This can only end up in two ways. Either you draw away from hyung when it gets too much, and both you and Jaebeom hyung get hurt; you both lose a good friend. Or you don’t and Jaebeom hyung finds out on his own. He’s going to feel bad, Jinyoung hyung. Guilty; he’s going to hate himself. You need to stop this.”

“You think I don’t know?” Jinyoung almost yelled but restrained himself. “God, BamBam, I love him, yes, but he’s also my best friend. I don’t want to just tell him, ‘Hey, I have a crush on you, I need you to never talk to me’, that will just make him sad as well. My best bet is to go out with Youngjae and try to forget.”

BamBam frowned. “Hyung, if you don’t then Youngjae-ssi will get hurt too.” Jinyoung sighed, dropping his head onto the counter. “You don’t have to leave him forever.”

“I know. But it’s not something I want to do. Call me jealous-”

“Am I interrupting something?” Jinyoung turned his head to face Jackson, standing in the kitchen doorway awkwardly. BamBam looked at Jinyoung, who shrugged.

“Might as well tell him, Bam,” Jinyoung sighed. “It’s pointless to hide it.”

Jackson was still confused and Jinyoung was still moping, so BamBam took it upon himself to save them from their misery. Or at least, just explain. After doing so, Jackson’s mouth is agape. “Damn, are you living in a k-drama or something? That’s insane, man.”

Jinyoung almost rolled his eyes, but he’s too tired to do so. Instead, he just got up, drank a glass of water, and smiled tightly at Jackson. “Yeah. I think I’ll go to bed early. Eat whatever, or order something. Don’t let Yugyeom cook.”

As he trudged back into his room, Jaebeom, having just been defeated by Yugyeom, glanced up and saw his best friend leave. “Yugyeom, play against Jackson, okay? I need to ask Jinyoung something. Sounds good?” Yugyeom nodded, engrossed in the game, and Jackson came to play for Jaebeom.

“Jinyoungie, I’m coming in, all right?” Jaebeom knocked gently on his best friend’s door, and he can hear a muffled groan. Jaebeom opened the door and saw Jinyoung lying face down in the bed. “Jinyoungie, what’s wrong?”

“Nuthin’,” Jinyoung mumbled, turning his head off the pillow and away from the door.

“That doesn’t look like nothing, Jinyoung.” The older sighed, stepping forward and sitting in Jinyoung’s desk chair. “Is something the matter?”

Jinyoung didn’t respond, and just pulled a blanket over his head and rolled over some more, enough to wrap himself up like a mummy. Jaebeom sighed again, shifting the chair closer until he’s almost right next to the bed. Jinyoung didn’t move, so Jaebeom reached out and smoothed Jinyoung’s hair. “Hyung-”

Jaebeom’s heart leaps into his chest. He had never heard Jinyoung sound so pitiful ever since the younger had broken his knee cap in middle school. “Jinyoung? What’s wrong?”

“Hyung, I think maybe you should leave me alone.”

With those words, Jaebeom’s heart dropped. Never had he thought he would ever hear Jinyoung say that. Through thick and thin, the two had always stuck together. It was just two years ago Jaebeom found Jinyoung crying alone in his closet and seeing Jinyoung like this again made Jaebeom hurt. He ignores Jinyoung, moving to sit on the bed instead, and wraps an arm around Jinyoung. “Nyoung, I won’t make you talk to me, all right? But I don’t want to leave you alone, and I’ll sit and stay in here. I don’t want you to hurt alone.”

He lay beside Jinyoung, enveloping the younger in his arms, blanket burrito and all, and listened to Jinyoung’s breathing heightened…and then fell as the younger fell asleep.

As much as it hurt Jaebeom to see his best friend like this, he didn’t know what he did hurt Jinyoung more.

When Jinyoung woke, he knew Jaebeom was still there, feeling the older’s arms caressing his arms subconsciously. God, why is Jaebeom like this? Nice one minute and then the next running out the door to meet some girls.

He carefully slid out from between Jaebeom’s arms and adjusted the sheets to cover Jaebeom. As he tiptoed out of his room, he came face to face with Yugyeom, wringing his hands. “Gyeom?” he whispered, “What is it?”

“Hyung-“ Yugyeom was obviously distressed. Jinyoung reached up to brush his bangs out of hair. “ hyung, are you mad at me?”

“Mad? Why would I be mad, baby?”

“I’m gay.“ Jinyoung almost laughed, if not for the look on Yugyeom’s face.

“Baby, I’d never be mad. Look at me and my gayness. Why on Earth would I be mad?” Yugyeom shrugged, still obviously worried. “The only thing I’m unhappy about is the fact you didn’t tell me. But not at you, Gyeom-ah. I’m just worried I failed something as your brother.”

Yugyeom shook his head. “No, hyung. Of course not. You’re the best big brother I could wish for.”

Jinyoung laughed. “Maybe you should get upset more often. I could get used to hearing that.” Yugyeom finally smiled, shoving his brother lightly.

“Hyung, don’t be a dumbass. Come on, let’s eat.” Jinyoung’s mouth dropped open in fake annoyance.

“Yah, respect your elders. Brat.” Jinyoung patted his pockets, before realizing he accidentally left his phone inside the room. He almost groaned audibly, before turning around and opening the door as quietly as he could.

However, that was unnecessary as Jaebeom had already woken, and was seated on the bed and rubbing his eyes. “Hey, hyung,” Jinyoung greeted him almost casually but got the words out slightly too fast.

“Jinyoung, you know you can always talk to me, right?” God, Jinyoung did not want to get into this talk.

“Hyung, I know. I just don’t want to talk about it right now,” Jinyoung sighed. “Maybe one of these days I will, but not right now. Have you seen my phone?”

Jaebeom, knowing that the conversation was over, nodded. “Yeah, it’s on the bed. You were sleeping on top of it.” Jaebeom grabbed it, but before handing it to Jinyoung, smirked. “I texted Youngjae for you.”

“You what?” Jinyoung narrowed his eyes. “Hyung, come on. I was going to get to it.” Jaebeom frowned.

“Really? I distinctly remember multiple times you almost failed a class because you “going to get back to your superiors,” Jinyoung.”

“Hyung, seriously. Maybe school was something, but this is my own business. Stop poking your nose into it. I’ll text Youngjae if I want to, and if I forget, I forget.” Jinyoung rolled his eyes, and Jaebeom’s temper flared.

“Yah, respect your elders, Park Jinyoung. I just wanted you to get out and talk to people. All you do is stay in here all day or work.”

“I’ll respect you once you respect my personal affairs, Jaebeom. And are you saying I’m not exciting because I like to stay inside? Jaebeom, come on. Don’t be daft.”

“I’m just saying-” Jaebeom raised his hands in mock surrender “-going out is fun. It’s an experience.”

“Im Jaebeom, just because you sleep around like a whore-“ Jinyoung slapped his mouth closed, eyes widening, and Jaebeom got up. He was mad. “Hyung, I didn’t mean it.” Jaebeom ignored him, brushing past Jinyoung’s shoulder and leaving the room immediately. Jinyoung sank down onto the floor and almost curses.

He lay there for who knows how long, or at least until his stomach growled, and BamBam pokes his head in. “Jinyoung hyung, are you all right? Jaebeom left in a huff thirty minutes ago and Jackson followed him. What happened?”

“I called him a whore, BamBam. I’m so stupid.” Jinyoung whined, slapping himself. “God, I’m such a dumbass.”

BamBam sighed. “Hyung, what did Jaebeom do? You don’t usually get this angry.”

“It wasn’t his fault-“ Jinyoung tried to defend, but BamBam shook his head.

“It was your own fault you said that, but he must have provoked you.” Jinyoung just groaned, patting the space next to him and BamBam joined him as the older man explained.

Sometime in the middle, Yugyeom joined in and Jinyoung had to explain all over again, getting almost choked up. “Hyung, I think you both were in the wrong. Jaebeom should have let you do your own thing. He’s not that much older than you, and even if he was, you’re an adult,” Yugyeom said.

“When did you two get so wise?” Jinyoung laughed wetly.

BamBam cackled, loud and clear as day. “We’re only wise when it comes to someone else’s affairs. Ours? Not so much. You should’ve seen Yugyeom flail in front of Ten hyung.”

Jinyoung’s eyebrow rose sky-high. “That’s right. Yugyeom, what is this…Ten like?”

The tips of Yugyeom’s ears turned red. “Ten hyung? He’s great. He’s loud and friendly. He likes cats, and he doesn’t like fruit.”

“He doesn’t like what now?”

“Fruit. I don’t know why, but it’s cute,” Yugyeom grinned to himself and BamBam gagged, causing the youngest to reach across Jinyoung and smack his best friend. “But enough about Ten hyung, what did Jaebeom hyung say to Youngjae hyung?”

Jinyoung shrugged. “I don’t know. I didn’t really look.” Yugyeom leaned over and grabbed the phone.

“Well, let’s check.”

Jinyoung grabbed the phone after a moment of hesitation and unlocked it. (The password was Jaebeom’s birthday but no one needs to know that.) The text, glaringly bright, just said a simple ‘Hey, how r u’ and there’s a moment of silence before Yugyeom burst out laughing.

“Jaebeom hyung thinks he’s slick but he’s just as bad at texting as you,” Yugyeom teases.

“Nah, at least Jaebeom hyung uses slang. Jinyoung hyung sounds like he’s texting a business partner.” Jinyoung smacked both of them, eliciting a few more laughs when Yugyeom gasped.

“Hyung, he’s texting you back-” Jinyoung’s head snaps to the phone where lo, and behold, Youngjae had just responded with a ‘hey, im good, how r u?’

At the prodding of the two youngest, Jinyoung replied, and he and Youngjae ended up starting a conversation. Yugyeom and BamBam exchanged looks before quietly leaving Jinyoung with his new beau.

‘What are u up to?’

               ‘Not much, I’m just lying down. How about you?’

‘LOL ur so formal. And you asked that already. But Im doing the same haha’

               ‘Sounds fun. I’m sure we are very exciting.’

‘How’s life?’

               ‘Boring. How’s yours?’

God, Jinyonug could feel the awkwardness oozing from his texts, and he resisted the urge to smack himself. Before he could, his phone rang, Youngjae was calling him. Jinyoung almost dropped the phone, but answered it quickly, pressing the phone to his ear.

“I think it’d be less awkward if we talked on the phone, yeah?” Youngjae’s bright voice sounded, not dulling even through the phone.

“Yeah, that might be best,” Jinyoung laughed. “How was work? It wasn’t too busy, I hope.”

“No, not at all.” A moment of silence when- “Hey, are you busy today?”

Jinyoung’s heart picked up. “No, not at all. Are you?’

“No.”

More silence, when Youngjae burst out laughing, and by default, so did Jinyoung. Who could resist laughing after Youngjae does, after all? “God, we’re embarrassing,” Jinyoung choked out through giggles.

“No, I think it’s all you. You just enable my awkward ability,” Youngjae teased. “But seriously, do you want to hang out today? I’m done tutoring.”

Tutoring reminded Jinyoung. “Yeah, that sounds good! Speaking of tutoring, I’ve heard you tutor my younger brother, Kim Yugyeom?”

“Wait, seriously? Kim Yugyeom is your brother?” Youngjae sounded flabbergasted and Jinyoung laughed once more.

“Yeah. I took our father’s last name and Yugyeom took our mother’s.”

“That’s neat. Yugyeom is such a cute kid, and he learns well.”

“Yeah, but he’s a brat.” The two of them snicker, and Jinyoung can hear Yugyeom sneeze twice.

“But seriously, do you want to meet up?” Jinyoung nodded, but then realised he’s stupid.

“Ah, yeah. Sure! When and where?”

“Does lunch at Ars Coffee work? I have a worker’s discount...and I own the place so the discount is not needed.” Jinyoung snorted.

“Wow, successful and handsome. I sure hit the jackpot. That sounds good.”

“Oh, haha, very funny. I’ll see you at noon.” Youngjae hung up, and Jinyoung stared at his phone for a few minutes, a stupid grin on his face.

God, he’s excited. He’s probably a little too excited. God, he can’t wait to tell Jaebeom. Jinyoung is brought back down from his emotional high as fast as Yugyeom buying an ice choco. Should he text Jaebeom or let the older cool down? Why did he have to run his mouth? Jaebeom was just trying to help and Jinyoung ruined it.

Unfortunately, today is still not a good day to wallow, Jinyoung has to get ready for his date. Date? Is it a date? Dear LORD Jinyoung’s going on a date. Jaebeom be damned (and thanked), he was a bit overeager and ran straight into the doorframe. “Hyung?” Yugyeom poked his head around the hallway corner. “Everything all right?”

Jinyoung beams. “I have a date.” Yugyeom snickers at Jinyoung’s face.

“God, hyung, you look stupid. But congratulations.” Jinyoung suddenly wiped the smile off his face, straightening up and sending the fear of God into Yugyeom’s heart.

“Kim Yugyeom, I may be going on a date with undeniably the cutest man to exist. But I am still your older brother and will not hesitate to kill you.”

Yugyeom cackled and ran into his room with BamBam, locking the door, and Jinyoung rolled his eyes. When his beloved “Ten hyung” comes around, he’ll have to answer to Jinyoung if he ever hurts Yugyeom.

But look at the time; Jinyoung needed to eat and change if he wanted to be at Ars Coffee at noon. Cereal is the fastest option, but BamBam finished the last of that (damn his sweet tooth), so Jinyoung just got a piece of bread and toasted it. He’s excited about his first date, he’s allowed to rush. By the time he had to leave, he had already tried on five different outfits, deciding on a simple black turtleneck and jeans. “I’m heading out, you two. Don’t cause trouble.”

“Get that dick, hyung!” Jinyoung heard Yugyeom and BamBam chorus from in their room, making a mental note to kill them later. But for now, he had a date he needed to go on.

Due to his excitement, he ended up arriving thirty minutes early, and Jinyoung just ordered and waited. Youngjae came barrelling in twenty minutes later, all smiley and Jinyoung could feel his heart melt. “Jinyoung! Hi!” Youngjae slid in across from him. “I heard you arrived really early; the co-owner and my friend told me.”

Jinyoung laughed, trying to cover up his embarrassment. “Damn, if I ever need to commit some shady business, remind me not to do it here. Your co-workers will just snitch on me.” Youngjae guffawed, the sound echoing in the shop.

“Don’t worry, I’ll vouch for you.” Jinyoung laughs as well.

“Thanks, I’m glad I now have a confidant for all my misadventures,” Jinyoung says, poking Youngjae’s arm.

“How many misadventures have you been getting into?” Youngjae raises a brow. “Last time we met, you were three-timing your boyfriends.” Jinyoung snorts.

“Oh, you have no idea. I rob banks and kill my best friends all the time.” Youngjae laughs once more, and Jinyoung could hear it all day, every day.

"You sound like someone my mother would warn me against," Youngjae teases. "I should stay away from you if I want to keep my reputation up."

Jinyoung chuckles. "Well, what's the fun in that?" He leans across the table slightly. "I say damn your reputation, let's go murder someone."

"I don't think that would fly over very well with my friend Mark, but alright. Tomorrow at seven? Who should we start with?"

Jinyoung snorts, all the possibilities going through his head. "Jaebeom," he says without thinking, and almost takes it back. But Youngjae doesn't know the argument; so he'll live with it.

"Who's that?" Youngjae cocks his head and Jinyoung resists the urge to coo.

“He’s my best friend.” Thankfully Jinyoung’s voice didn’t waver. “Everyone has the moment where you want to kill your best friend, surely.”

“No, I am an angel, couldn’t you tell?” Youngjae teased, and Jinyoung refrained from saying ‘yes.’ He liked Youngjae already; they have a lot in common and Jinyoung forgot all about the ordeal with Jaebeom as he spends time with the younger.

However, his glee was soon cut short when he arrived home and he saw Jaebeom’s shoes kicked off to the side. “Yugyeom-ah, is Jaebeom hyung here?” he asked the younger on the couch. Yugyeom looked up, shock registered on his face.

“Hyung, you weren’t supposed to be home ’til later,” Yugyeom stammered, and Jinyoung furrowed his eyebrows, a frown tugging at the corner of his lips.

“Kim Yugyeom, what is going on?” Jinyoung dropped his book bag onto the floor. “I don’t like it when you lie to me, you know this-“

“Jinyoung, it’s not Yugyeom’s fault.” Jinyoung’s head whipped around, Jaebeom having spoken from around the corner of the kitchen.

“Hyung, what are you doing here?” Jinyoung left Yugyeom on the couch and entered the kitchen, seeing Jaebeom cooking…something. “Well, never mind that, hyung. I guess since you’re here, I should apologise for earlier this morning. What I said was out of line and-“

Jaebeom waved him off. “No, just forget it, Jinyoung. We were both at fault. Let’s just put it behind us, hm? We can’t not be best friends over such a petty fight, right?”

“Yeah, best friends,” Jinyoung chuckled almost lifelessly. Time to shove yet another problem under the carpet. “What are you doing here anyway?”

“What, can’t I visit my best friend?” After a moment of silence, Jaebeom sighed, giving in. “I need to learn how to cook Italian dishes. I invited this girl over for dinner next week, and I want to impress her.”

“Can’t you order Italian takeout?” Jaebeom snorted.

“Takeout can’t cut it.”

“Have you forgotten the Great Noodle Incident, hyung? I don’t think I want you cooking weird recipes in my kitchen.” Jaebeom looked up from the pot to glare at Jinyoung.

“Wasn’t that your idea, Nyoung?”

“Well, I think it’s time for me to go. I’m a little tired, you know?” Jinyoung tried to make his escape, but Jaebeom is nothing if not petty.

“No, no, Jinyoung, please refresh my memory. How did the Great Noodle Incident start?” Jinyoung opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again, before he was saved by the doorbell.

When he enters the living room to answer it, it appears Yugyeom had already opened the door to whoever it is standing outside. “Youngjae ah? What are you doing here?” Jinyoung blinked once, twice, thrice.

“Ah, you just forgot your phone at Ars.” Youngjae held up the device. “I texted Yugyeom for your address; I didn’t know he lives here too.”

“Oh, thanks.” Jinyoung smiled, walking over and taking his phone. “I appreciate it, Youngjae. Would you like to come in for a little? Jaebeom is here and you could meet him.”

Youngjae steps forward a bit. “I mean, I don’t want to intrude, but I would love to meet our murder victim once.” Jinyougn laughed out loud, covering his mouth again.

“That’s right. He’s in the kitchen, cooking who knows what. Maybe you could help him out; you work in the coffee shop so you’re bound to be a better cook.” Youngjae laughed.

“I only know how to make pastries, really, but I could try. What is he attempting?” Jinyoung shrugged.

“Some weird Italian recipe, and I don’t want the apartment burnt down.” Jinyoung led Youngjae to the kitchen, gesturing towards Jaebeom. “Youngjae, Jaebeom. Jaebeom, Youngjae.”

Jaebeom turned around, beaming and bowing. “It’s nice to meet you, Youngjae. I’m glad Jinyoung finally got out of his shell and met someone. Lord knows how long I’ve been trying to get him to go on a date.”

Yeah, cus I want to date you. “Well, how does it feel to have Jinyoung ssi finally go on a date then?” Youngjae saved Jinyoung from his thoughts, and Jinyoung poked Youngjae in the side for the comment.

Jaebeom snorted, slapping Jinyoung on the back. “God, I’m so relieved. I definitely would have thought this kid would become an old miserly man who yells at kids.”

“You are only seven months older than me, hyung. Don’t call me kid,” Jinyoung snapped playfully.

Jaebeom gasped. “Now, where has this attitude come from? Don’t talk back to your elders…kid.” It’s Jinyoung’s turn to chuckle.

“God, you’re so annoying.” Jinyoung turned to Youngjae. “See why I chose him as my first murder victim?”

“I don’t know…I think I like him,” Youngjae teased, and Jinyoung pouted.

“I’m so hurt. I’ve been betrayed,” he cried out, “Yugyeom, you’re the only one I love.”

“Ew, hyung, go away,” called Yugyeom from the other room, and the apartment was filled with laughter. God, Jinyoung was beyond happy Youngjae and Jaebeom are getting along. The two seemed to enjoy each other’s company, Youngjae coming around the counter to read the recipe Jaebeom had left out.

Jinyoung left the kitchen for a little, coming to sit by Yugyeom, who was watching a drama on his phone. “Yugyeom, why weren’t you going to tell me Jaebeom was here?”

Yugyeom didn’t look up from his drama, answering with a, “I thought he would be gone by the time you came back. I didn’t want you two to argue again. You know, hyung is my friend too, but I don’t want to see you hurt.”

Jinyoung sighs. “I know. I’ll try not to argue with him too much.”

“I’m not talking about that, hyung,” Yugyeom said, finally pausing his drama to look at his older brother, only this time Jinyoung avoided Yugyeom’s eyes. “Hyung, come on.”

“Yugyeom, where’s BamBam?” Jinyoung tried to change the subject, but Yugyeom was having none of that.

“He’s getting picked up from work by Jackson. Don’t dodge the situation.” Jinyoung still avoided Yugyeom’s eyes.

“I know. But we have guests, and I don’t want to deal with this just yet.”

“Deal with what?” Youngjae had just come around the corner, having finished with Jaebeom.

“My friend is coming over next week, and Jinyoung hyung doesn’t want to meet him since he thinks I’m going to elope or something,” Yugyeom lied smoothly. Jinyoung resisted the urge to kick him for that comment in thankfulness.

“Ooh, your boyfriend?” Yugyeom choked at Youngjae’s comment.

“No! Ten hyung is just a friend.”

“For now-” Jinyougn snorted, and Yugyeom whined.

“Hyung, seriously. You’re so annoying.” Jinyoung laughed at that, ruffling the younger’s hair.

“I’m just kidding, Yugyeom,” he laughed, and turned to Youngjae. “Are you leaving already?” Youngjae nodded sheepishly.

“Yeah, I have to get back to Ars; Mark co-owns the place with me and his shift is almost over.” Youngjae paused briefly, eyes flicking down to Jinyoung’s lips. Jinyoung catches the sly movement and smiles.

“Here, I’ll walk you down to your car.” Youngjae agreed readily, and the two exited the apartment to the sound of Yugyeom gagging really loudly. Jinyoung swore he’s going to kill Yugyeom one of these days. But not right now.

Right now, Jinyoung was focusing on how he and Youngjae are alone in the elevator, and how the younger keeps glancing at his lips. “Hyung-” Youngjae started to speak, and Jinyoung snapped his head to look at him. “Er- I like Jaebeom and Yugyeom. They’re very nice.”

Jinyoung beamed. “I’m glad I know them. As much as they annoy me, they are good friends.”

The silence became deafening again, and lasted until Youngjae and Jinyoung were standing in front of the younger’s car. “Hyung, thanks for letting me hang out for a little,” Youngjae said, and before Jinyoung could react, leant forward and pressed a kiss to the older’s lips before getting in his car and waving.

Jinyoung barely had the mind to wave back before Youngjae started the car and left. He remained in his daze all the way back up to his apartment, where Yugyeom finally had the sense to leave Jinyoung alone and let his brother go into his room without a hitch. Jaebeom, however, isn’t as kind, leaving Yugyeom with instructions on when to take whatever food he’s made out of the oven.

“So, Jinyoungie-ya! How did your date go?” Jaebeom rested against the bedroom door frame, grinning wide like the Cheshire Cat. God, Jinyoung would kiss the smirk off Jaebeom’s face if he could. Unfortunately, for one, he’s on his bed and wrapped up in blankets. And second, Jaebeom might punch him.

Jinyoung frowned with no spite. “It was good, hyung. I really like Youngjae. I’m glad I met him.” Jaebeom nodded once, twice.

“That’s…good. I’m glad, Jinyoungie. You deserve someone in your life.” Jaebeom smiled, but Jinyoung can feel something off about it. He pushes the feeling to the side; Jaebeom was probably still a little upset about the argument earlier.

“Hyung, come here,” Jinyougn smiled lightly, lifting up the blankets, and Jaebeom laughed, walking forward and cuddling up with Jinyoung.

“I forgot you’re so clingy sometimes,” Jaebeom teased, and Jinyoung snoted, kicking Jaebeom lightly in the shin.

“Don’t be mean, hyung,” Jinyonug whined and Jaebeom laughed again, wrapping his arm around Jinyoung’s waist. The younger could feel his heartstrings tugging, but he ignored the feeling, as he’s done all those years. “Hyung?”

“Yes, Nyongie?” Jaebeom was sleepy, and Jinyonug couldn’t blame him. He spent all this time cooking, and paired with the argument this morning, Jinyoung could understand why he’s tired.

“I love you,” Jinyoung whispered, and Jaebeom just groaned, pressing his cheek into Jinyoung.

“Love you too, Nyoung,” he mumbled out a reply before cuddling even closer, and Jinyoung almost cried. Thankfully, he didn’t (how embarrassing would that be) and instead fell asleep against his friend for the second time that day.

They’re woken up an hour later by Jackson, who had returned with BamBam and three cartons of ice-cream and the promise of a movie night. Well, Jinyoung wasn’t going to protest, especially since he didn’t have to pay for either dinner or the ice-cream.

Unfortunately, Jackson chose the movie, and as expected, it was an Iron Man movie. Jinyoung doesn’t know which one; he’s given up on paying attention. Instead, he’s crowded in between Jackson and Jaebeom, the former’s hand slightly uncomfortably high up on Jinyoung’s thigh. Jaebeom looked at the hand on Jinyoung’s thigh unhappily, wrapping his arm around Jinyoung again.

God, it was almost domestic, and Jinyoung could feel the warmth of his crush rise again. Why did he do this? He liked Youngjae; why did Jaebeom have to do this to him?

Jinyoung was suffocating, he couldn't handle this contact. He stood up abruptly, Jaebeom looking up with his eyebrows furrowed and Jackson frowning slightly. Yugyeom stayed silent, as did BamBam.

“Jinyoung-ah, are you all right?” Jackson speaks first. Jinyoung looked at him, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights.

“I don’t know,” he answered honestly. “I don’t know.”

At that, Yugyeom stood up, guiding him away from the group. “Hyung, go get a glass of water and go lie down in your room, all right?” Jinyoung nodded blankly, leaving, and as Jaebeom made to stand up, Yugyeom stopped him. “Jaebeom hyung, I don’t think you should go with him. Just enjoy the movie with Jackson hyung, all right?”

Jaebeom glared, but Yugyeom stood firm, and Jaebeom didn’t want to go against the wishes of Jinyoung’s younger brother and so he relented.

Yugyeom found Jinyoung in his room, as he was told, sitting against the bed on the floor and clutching the water in both hands. Yugyeom sighed at his brother’s obviously distressed state. “Hyung, drink the water. Holding it isn’t going to help,” he tried to joke, but it fell flat.

Jinyoung lifted the cup to his lips, taking small sips and Yugyeom sat next to him. “Yugyeom, why did this have to happen to me?” Jinyoung asked solemnly, and the brothers sighed in unison.

“Hyung, I think maybe you should take time off from seeing Jaebeom hyung. It’s doing nothing but hurting you.” Jinyoung finished his cup of water, and Yugyeom took it, putting it on the desk.

“Yugyeomie, I can’t.” Jinyoung’s plea almost broke Yugyeom’s heart. “He’s first and foremost my best friend.” Yugyeom tentatively wrapped his arms around Jinyoung, pulling his older brother into a tight hug, and Jinyoung choked out a sob.

“Hyung, I’ll handle it with Jaebeom, all right? I’m sure he just wants you to be happy.” Jinyoung didn’t respond, crying silently into Yugyeom’s chest.

Sooner or later, Jinyougn was too exhausted, and fell asleep in Yugyeom’s arms, the third time today. Yugyeom didn’t move, too worried to wake up the older, and Jaebeom quietly opened the door and poked his head in.

“Is he doing all right?” Jaebeom walked in further, leaning down and brushing a piece of hair out of Jinyoung’s mouth.

Yugyeom sighed, looking up at Jaebeom. “Hyung, I don’t think he can see you and Jackson any more.” Jaebeom’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean?”

“Hyung, it’s not like that,” Yugyeom added hastily. “I just think that he’s been overstressed with work and making sure you and Jackson don’t notice. I’m forcing him to take a few days off. BamBam has to stay since he doesn’t have a place to stay, but I want Jinyoung to indulge in what he wants. Haven’t you noticed he started rejecting you subconsciously?”

Jaebeom’s frown deepened, but he made no comment. Of course he’s noticed the way Jinyoung flinches when Jaebeom initiates physical contact, the way he avoids Jaebeom’s eyes. “I just don’t want Jinyoung by himself.”

“He won’t be alone, hyung. I promise. I’ll keep an eye on him, and so will BamBam.” Yugyeom reassured, and Jaebeom backed off. Yugyeom knows what he’s doing, Jaebeom reminds himself.

“All right. Jackson and I will be going then. Make sure Jinyoung feels better soon, all right? Can’t have my best friend die on me.” Yugyeom nodded and Jaebeom finally left.

Yugyeom stayed in Jinyoung’s room for the rest of the night, lifting Jinyoung into his bed and curling up next to him. At some point, BamBam had joined the cuddle party, and when Jinyoung awakened, he didn’t want to leave. He didn’t for a long while, but the cuddle party overheated him, so he wriggled his way out of Yugyeom’s arms carefully.

As he made his way into the kitchen, his phone buzzed, and looking at it, Jinyoung noticed Youngjae had texted him, asking him if he wanted to come over today. ‘Mark is at a friend’s for the whole day so we could hang out and watch movies or something’ the text read, and Jinyoung’s heart leapt into his throat.

He responded quickly, agreeing readily, and asked for a time. Youngjae responded just as fast, offering five in the evening, and Jinyoung accepted. He poked his head into his room to see Yugyeom and BamBam still asleep, curled around each other.

He didn’t want to wake them up; it must have been the jet lag getting to them, so Jinyoung let them sleep in. They looked so peaceful anyway; Jinyoung would’ve felt bad if he woke them. But when he tried to exit the room, the buzz of his phone alerting him to a new text alerted BamBam as well. “Hyung?” the Thai man groggily opened his eyes. “Good morning.”

Jinyoung threw him a smile. “Morning, Bam,” he responded, keeping his voice low. “Did you have a good night?”

BamBam sat up, Yugyeom’s head on his chest falling to his lap. “Yeah. Hyung, are you doing all right?” Jinyoung shrugged.

“As good as I can do now. Don’t wake up Yugyeom, all right?” BamBam nodded, looking down at the youngest in his lap. “I’ll be going out later on this evening to see Youngjae.”

BamBam wriggled his eyebrows, and Jinyoung restrained himself from hitting his brother’s friend. “Get that ass, Jinyoung.”

“If anything, Youngjae will get this ass,” Jinyoung stated smoothly, and before BamBam could recover from his shock, exited the room smoothly.

As he glanced down at his phone, three missed calls from an unknown number were there, and Jinyougn frowned, swiping the notifications away. It was probably a telemarketer; Jinyoung had been getting a lot of those calls recently. No big deal, Jinyoung just blocked the number without a hitch.

Breakfast is more important than weird phone calls, anyway. He can’t cook to save his life, but Jinyoung does know Jaebeom kept leftovers from yesterday in the fridge. He’s still unsure whether he likes the ziti, or whatever Jaebeom made, but it’s food.

He popped a plate of ziti into the microwave, keeping an eye on the timer to stop it before it beeped and woke up Yugyeom. But he didn’t need to; Yugyeom had awoken and was coming around the corner. “Hyung, why didn’t you wake me up?”

Jinyoung shrugged. “You looked so peaceful. I didn’t want to wake you up.” This was apparently the wrong thing to say, Yugyeom smirked.

“Aw, is my big bro being soft for his favorite brother?” Jinyoung swiped at Yugyeom, who dodged easily.

“Brat.”

Yugyeom cackled at his older brother’s misery, a regular occurence in this household. Jinyoung did his best to ignore him, instead sending a few cat pictures to Jaebeom. Surprisingly, the older didn’t respond right away, but Jinyoung shrugged it off, pinning it down to Jaebeom probably forgetting to charge his phone again.

BamBam needed yet another ride to work, so Jinyoung offered to take him to get his mind off the upcoming date. Yugyeom wanted to tag along, and Jinyoung knew if that happened, they’d be making two different stops to get food. But Yugyeom shot him with the puppy eyes, and Jinyoung could feel himself give in. Damn him and his soft heart. Thank god Jackson would pick them up instead of him.

And, as expected, Jinyoung waited outside a convenience store as Yugyeom and BamBam bought ramen. As he waited, someone came up to him. The man looked vaguely attractive; his features fit each other perfectly and gave him a gorgeous aura. “Excuse me?” Jinyoung pinched himself discreetly to get him out of his funk.

“How may I help you?” The stranger offered a slight smile, and Jinyoung had to focus really hard on his eyes instead of his lips.

“I’m a little lost; I just arrived and I was wondering if you knew where Seoul National University is.” Jinyoung ‘ah’ed in understanding.

“Yeah, it’s a little far from here. Which airport did you come from?” The person ran a hand through his hair sheepishly.

“Gimpo Airport.”

Jinyoung snorted. “Apologies,” he said quickly, covering his mouth with his hand, “you went in the opposite direction.”

The stranger’s mouth opened, but he had nothing to say except a crass phrase, and Jinyoung snorted again. “Sorry- God, I’m an idiot.”

“No, it’s not a big deal. You can take the bus to University; there’s a bus that stops a few miles away. Or, you could take a taxi.” Jinyoung offered, and the man nodded.

“Yeah, thank you. Where’s the bus stop?” Jinyoung pointed out the way and the bus he had to take. “Thank you again, I appreciate it.” The man flashed a smile and Jinyoung could feel his knees shaking, but stood firm.

“No problem. Good luck.” As soon as the man turned the corner, Yugyeom ran up with the instant noodles in his hands.

“Hyung! We got the noodles.”

“Yah, what took you so long, brat?” Jinyoung pinched Yugyeom’s ear. “It’s cold.”

Yugyeom whined, and BamBam laughed at his friend’s misfortune before Jinyoung grabbed his ear too. “Hyung-“ the two youngest groaned, and Jinyoung huffed.

“Eat your noodles, or else you’ll be late, BamBam.” Jinyoung rolled his eyes, and BamBam cackled.

Yugyeom had kindly gotten him a packet of juice from the store, and as BamBam and Yugyeom made fun of each other, Jinyoung sipped on the juice like a mom watching their kids play in the pool. They arrived at BamBam’s work, a dance studio, and as BamBam stepped out, so did Yugyeom. Jinyoung threw him a questioning look, and Yugyeom smiled.

“I’m going to apply to work here,” Yugyeom explained, and Jinyoung nodded in understanding. “Don’t be too loud, Hyung. Youngjae’s neighbors might call the police.”

Jinyoung’s face hardened, and Yugyeom and BamBam ran into the building cackling like the little devils they are. “Yah, Kim Yugyeom,” he muttered under his breath, well aware the taller man couldn't hear him.

But now was not the time to sulk around at his younger brother’s (loving) disrespect, he needed to get home and change for his date. On the way home, he passed by the bus stop he directed the stranger from earlier to, and saw the man sitting on the bench. Jinyoung laughed quietly, the situation was kind of funny once you thought about it.

Jinyoung remembered when he and Yugyeom had first moved to Seoul from Jinhae-gu. The younger had gotten lost so many times, and Jinyoung had gotten lost even more times trying to find Yugyeom. He hoped the stranger would be able to find his way around. Though, with that pretty face, Jinyoung didn’t think he would have any trouble getting help.

The stranger reminded Jinyoung a little of Jaebeom. When the older had first gone to Jinhae-gu to meet Jinyoung’s family, Jaebeom was lost at almost all times of the day. It was adorable, and honestly, Jinyonug felt a sense of satisfaction from feeling helpful to Jaebeom. Hopefully, I can be the same for Youngjae, Jinyoung thought as he pulled into the parking area of his apartment building.

He had about ten minutes to change before he had to leave again, and Jinyoung was too lazy to dress a little nicer, so he just threw on some jeans and an orange sweater that BamBam had tried (keyword: tried) to convince Jinyoug to get rid of. It was a comfy sweater, though, and Jinyoung liked it. Fuck BamBam.

Jinyoung remained proud of his sweater all the way up to when he texted Youngjae, letting him know he’s there. But as soon as Youngjae opened the door and looked at his shirt, Jinyoung could feel his ears turn red. “Hey,” Youngjae laughed. “I like your sweater.”

Jinyoung scrunched his nose, ears turning slightly red. “Thanks. I like it too.”

“No, seriously,” Youngjae patted Jinyoung on the back. “It’s not something that would look good on anyone, but you pull it off.”

“The more you talk about it the more self-conscious I get, you know?” Youngjae didn't respond, just laughed, and led Jinyoung up three flights of stairs. Youngjae’s apartment was comfortable, small enough for two people, with a lot of plants everywhere. The couch was a beige, matching the white rug, which Jinyoung wondered how it was so clean.

If he had a rug like that, Yugyeom would have spilt chocolate on it six times, BamBam would have dropped lipstick just as much, and Jaebeom’s cats would have ripped it to shreds whenever the older brought them over. “Do you like it?” Jinyoung looked up at Youngjae, and nodded.

“It’s very neat. Where did you get your barstools?” Youngjae snorted.

“Yardsale. Mark just repainted them.” Jinyoung chuckled, but Youngjae motioned him toward the couch and made him sit down. “Let me get some water and then we can look for something to watch, sound good?”

Jinyoung nodded again, it seemed like the only thing he could do right now. Youngjae walked behind the counter, and Jinyoung dug his feet into the rug, appreciating the softness of it. “How is this rug so clean?” he wondered aloud, and Youngjae sighed.

“It wasn’t. But I banned Mark from being on the rug with snacks after I got it professionally cleaned.” Jinyoung laughed.

“Is he that messy?”

“Not on purpose, no, but he likes to eat chips a lot, and the crumbs get all over the rug. I wouldn’t have minded if he ate gummies,” Youngjae gripes, returning with two glasses of water. “I brought you a glass too just in case.”

Jinyoung thanked Youngjae, bringing the glass to his lips and taking a sip, not noticing how Youngjae’s eyes moved to his eyes. “What movie do you want to watch?” Jinyoung asked, and Youngjae smirked, eyes moving back up to Jinyoung’s eyes.

“Aren’t I supposed to ask that?” Jinyoung hummed.

“Well, I like most movies. Romance, comedy, and horror are some of my favorite genres. Do with that as you will.” Jinyoung winked at Youngjae, and Youngjae laughed breathily.

“I like romance and comedy as well, but I don't sit well with horror.” Youngjae turned on the TV, scrolling through Netflix’s menus, before the two of them finally settled on some obscure comedy neither had ever heard of.

To be frank, Jinyoung was the only one paying attention to the movie. Youngjae couldn’t keep his eyes off Jinyoung’s profile, especially when the older one laughed loudly. Sooner or later, Youngjae found himself leaning in and Jinyoung turned his head and smiled flusteredly. “Hyung,” Youngjae starts breathily, “may I kiss you?”

Jinyoung whined out a yes, and Youngjae pressed his lips against Jinyoung’s tentatively, both men closing their eyes. Youngjae’s lips were chapped while Jinyoung’s were soft, and the difference was felt almost immediately. Youngjae attempted to lick his lips while still kissing Jinyoung, and as expected, Jinyoung parted his lips slightly. Youngjae jolted slightly, surprised, but got back into the groove of things.

He pressed further, Jinyoung’s back pushed into the arm of the couch. It wasn’t quite that comfortable, but Jinyoung ignored the feeling, instead opening his mouth a little wider. Youngjae took this opportunity and ran his tongue along the seam of Jinyoung’s teeth.

The whimper that came out of Jinyoung’s mouth surprised both of them, and Jinyoung quickly tried to explain himself. He started with a, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”, but was quickly cut off by Youngjae leaning forward and kissing him again.

The two kissed for what seemed like hours, but it was only about five minutes before Jinyoung broke away and whined out, “Can I suck you off, please?” The plea goes straight to Youngjae’s dick who nodded quickly and shifted backwards on his butt to let Jinyoung lean forward.

Jinyoung reached for Youngjae’s sweatpants, pulling it down as quickly as he could. However, before he removed Youngjae’s boxers, Jinyoung slid off the couch onto his knees and adjusted Youngjae to sit with his legs on either side of Jinyoung’s body. He then leans in.

“Fuck.” The obscenity spouted out of Youngjae’s mouth as soon as Jinyoung pressed his lips against Youngjae’s covered crotch. “Fuck, hyung.”

Jinyoung laughed breathily, the feeling making Youngjae moan, and Jinyoung pulled down his boxers at last, freeing Youngjae’s cock. “Youngjae-yah,” is all Jinyoung whined before leaning forward and licking a stripe up the younger one’s cock.

Before Youngjae could react, Jinyoung sucked the dick into his mouth and dipped his tongue into the slit. “Hyung-” Jinyoung looked up through his eyelashes at Youngjae and Youngjae almost creamed his pants. “Hyung, if you keep going I might cum right now,” Youngjae breathed.

Jinyoung popped off Youngjae’s cock with an obscene sound, and smirked, his full lips bitten to shame. “Good.” Youngjae swore he saw heaven and hell at the same time when Jinyoung sucks his cock down until his lips wrap around the base.

Youngjae’s hips twitched, and Jinyoung moaned, moaned, and swallowed around Youngjae’s dick. “Fuck, Jae-yah. Fuck my mouth,” Jinyoung rasped, popping off Youngjae’s cock and licking up the beading pre-cum. As soon as Jinyoung slid Youngjae’s cock back into his mouth, Youngjae gave him a questioning look, and Jinyoung nodded to reassure the younger.

Youngjae gave a few testing thrusts, and when all Jinyoung did was relax and open his jaw even wider, his thrusts built up until Jinyoung was drooling all down his chin and crying. It was when Jinyoung brushed his tongue alongside the bottom of Youngjae’s cock when the imaginary band around Youngjae’s cock snapped.

Youngjae cummed. His ears burned; he hadn’t meant to cum like a teenage boy watching porn for the first time, but a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.

“God, Jinyoung,” Youngjae wheezed. “How on Earth are you so good at this?” Jinyoung chuckles, the sound throaty and rough.

“Practice from college...and my three girlfriends,” he joked as an afterthought.

“Do you need any help?” Youngjae offered, but Jinyoung glanced at the TV and then the clock. The movie was over, and Jinyoung would have to pick something up for dinner.

“No, maybe next time,” Jinyoug sighed, throwing Youngjae a wink and a smile. “I have to feed the kiddos.”

Youngjae laughed, bright and loud as always. “Can’t let them starve. Drive safe back.” He leaned forward, planting a much more sweet and much less sensual kiss on Jinyoung’s lips. Something that Jaebeom would do. Jinyoung’s ears burned; he just sucked off Youngjae, why is he thinking about Jaebeom. “Jinyoung?”

Youngjae’s voice brought Jinyoung back to his senses, and he smiled.

“Will do.”

On the way home, Jinyoung couldn’t stop thinking about why Jaebeom suddenly popped into his head. Fuck it.

Jinyoung steered to the side of the road, parking in front of a convenience store, and called Youngjae. “Jinyoung?”

“Hey, Youngjae,” Jinyoung said, voice thick. “Um, I don’t think this will work out. I’m really sorry, I did like you in that way. But I also have feelings for someone else and I don’t want to lead you on. It’s nothing against you, I just-”

Youngjae cut him off. “No, it’s okay, Jinyoung. It’s Jaebeom, isn’t it?” Jinyoung paused.

“How’d you know?”

“I saw how you looked at him, and how he looked at you.” Jinyoung snorted.

“Oh, he’s not gay. But I just don’t think I could date you if I had major feelings for him as well,” Jinyoung laughed shortly.

He could hear Youngjae sigh in the background. “Well, whatever you say. But hey, if you ever want to, my door is open. After all, I am a lonely old man,” Youngjae ended with a joke, and Jinyoung scoffed.

“If you’re old, what am I?”

“An ancient and wise sage. Bye, hyung,” Youngjae snarked before hanging up, and Jinyoung stuck his middle finger up at the phone screen even though he knew it would do nothing. Glancing to the side, Jinyoung decided to pop into the store before heading to Jaebeom’s apartment.

He picked up a few bottles of soju and some packets of snacks before paying and leaving. Before he started driving, though, he texted Yugyeom to let him know he would be late in getting home. For some reason, Jinyoung didn’t tell the younger he was going to Jaebeom’s place, chalking it up to the fact Yugyeom would probably berate him.

He arrived at Jaebeom’s floor, letting himself in with the key given to him when the apartment was leased, and saw something he hadn’t meant to.

Jinyoung was going to confess.

Really.

He was.

But Jaebeom was shirtless, and there was a naked man. Yes, man. Standing next to him. And when Jinyoung says naked, he means naked. The man had nothing but a pair of lace underwear on, and one of Jaebeom’s tank tops. Something he did not want to see. And definitely not next to Jaebeom.

Jinyoung dropped the bag of food and just as Jaebeom opened his mouth in disbelief, booked it out of the apartment. Jinyoung forwent the elevator, just thundering down the stairs and into his car before driving just past the speed limit to reach his home.

When he burst into his door, Yugyeom looked up, shocked at his brother’s face. Before Yugyeom could even say anything, Jinyoung choked out a, “Don’t,” before practically running into his room and slamming the door.

A reasonable reaction.

What wasn’t a reasonable reaction, however, was the fact that Jinyoung stayed holed up in his room for a week. Yugyeom tried picking the lock, but Jinyoung had moved his desk in front of the door. He only took the food left in front of the door once it was cold, and answered no calls.

Worried was an understatement when it came to how his friends and family were feeling. His mother called multiple times at the prodding of Yugyeom, and hell, even Youngjae came over to try to coax him out of his room.

Jinyoung wouldn’t budge, however. He refused to even open the door. It just hurt. Jinyoung didn’t know the exact reason.

Was it the fact Jaebeom never told him he was gay? Jinyoung knew it could have been a one time thing or the older had just found out, but it still hurt. Maybe it was because Jinyoung had finally picked up the courage to tell Jaebeom how he felt, but then...that situation happened.

Jinyoung doesn’t even want to think about it, but he couldn’t. He tried opening his laptop to work, but his mind inevitably wandered to Jaebeom and the stranger’s look of surprise. He tried reading his English dictionary, but he saw the notes Jaebeom doodles in them in secondary school, and his heart wrenched.

He knew he was wallowing, he knew it was insanely and exceedingly unhealthy. But staying in his room and crying just seemed so much safer than going out into the world.

But Yugyeom was not having any of that. He was not ready to watch his older brother decay, and so, forced the door open and pushed the desk forward just enough to get through and into Jinyoung’s room, closing and locking the door behind him.

“Hyung, talk to me,” Yugyeom pleaded when he sat on the bed next to Jinyoung’s bundled up body.

Hearing his baby brother on the verge of tears and begging, Jinyoung finally released the dam, head buried in the younger one’s lap. He sobbed for hours, Yugyeom just petting his hair. He didn’t know how long he cried, but he did know at some point, he had fallen back asleep. Crying takes a lot of energy, you know.

When he wakes up, Yugyeom is still there, still holding him. “Hyung, do you want to talk about it,” Yugyeom tried to coax Jinyoung to speak, and Jinyoung sighed. He really couldn’t wallow all week about this; this was just sad.

Jinyoung swallowed once, twice, then started to explain. The entire time, Yugyeom kept a neutral face, but Jinyoung could see the pity in his eyes. “So...in conclusion, I’m an idiot,” Jinyoung laughed, voice rasped and tired.

Yugyeom clucked his tongue, sighing. “No, hyung, you’re not. You were just shocked and hurt. We can’t help how we feel.” Jinyoung shrugged.

“I know, Gyeom-ah. I just don’t want it to hurt that much.” Yugyeom nodded and Jinyoung returned his head to his younger brother’s lap.

“Hyung, I’m going to take you out.” Jinyoung’s eyes snapped to Yugyeom’s face, and Yugyeom blanched. “Not like that, dumbass! I’ll take you around town tomorrow; we’ll just forget the past few days, all right? Ten hyung will be in the dance studio as well, and you can meet him.”

Jinyoung just grunted, worn out, and Yugyeom petted him back to sleep, slipping out of the room and into the kitchen where Jaebeom was waiting worriedly. “Is he doing all right?” was the first question out of Jaebeom’s mouth, and Yugyeom shrugged.

“He’s as good as he’ll be, hyung. He’s unhappy, maybe disappointed, but I don’t know when he will be out of his funk,” Yugyeom explained. “I’m taking him to meet Ten hyung tomorrow, hopefully that can get his mind off the fact you never told him you were bi. He must have felt so hurt seeing you.” Yugyeom wisely left out the part where Jinyoung also had a crush on him.

From the tone of his voice, Jaebeom could tell Yugyeom was mad at him. “Look, I didn’t...I didn’t think it was important.” Jaebeom wrung his hands. “Not that I didn’t want to tell him. I just-”

“Don’t give me excuses,” Yugyeom snapped. “You hurt my brother. Unintentional, or not, you withheld it for your own personal reasons. I can’t stay angry for long, but I advise you to get out of the apartment for now.” Jaebeom took a step back, pausing, but left soon after.

Yugyeom slumped over the counter, tired out. He hadn’t meant to snap at Jaebeom; who was he to be angry about Jaebeom hiding when he had done the same thing to Jinyoung? Well, the difference was that Jinyoung hyung doesn’t have a crush on me, he thought.

He really hoped meeting Ten hyung would bring Jinyoung out of his slump, but he doubts that it would happen. But maybe, just for a short while, it would distract Jinyoung.

So, when Yugyeom drove Jinyoung to the studio and Ten hyung was waiting outside, he really didn’t expect Jinyoung to laugh and say, “Oh, the lost guy! I didn’t know you were Yugyeomie’s ‘Ten hyung.’”

“Hyung, you know him?” Jinyoung nodded.

“Yeah, when I was driving BamBam to work, he asked me for directions.” Yugyeom’s mouth dropped open.

“No way,” he laughed. “Hyung, you literally know everyone.” Jinyoung snorted, pulling Yugyeom’s ear, and the three of them headed into the dance studio.

“Ten hyung, did you know Jinyoungie used to be a dancer as well?” Yugyeom began to say, and Jinyoung groaned, attempting to swat at Yugyeom.

“Kim Yugyeom, I swear-” Yugyeom dodged him, cackling. Ten watched, amused.

“Well. I’m sure you will be able to keep up with me and Yugyeom, then?” Jinyoung shook his head.

“Oh, no no, I’m not going to dance.” Yugyeom smirked, and Jinyoung rolled his eyes. “Seriously. You can’t make me.”

Jinyoung flopped on the ground, sweaty and tired. “Love you too, hyung,” Yugyeom teased, poking Jinyoung’s sweaty forehead. Jinyoung grabbed the younger’s hand, pulling him down to wrestle, and Ten laughed.

“Okay, you two kids, no more fooling around,” Ten jokingly reprimanded. “Jinyoung-ssi; I didn’t expect you to catch up to me and Yugyeom this easily.”

Jinyoung snorted, flicking his hair out of his face. “I’m not that old, you know. I’m only, what, two years older than you? It’s only been three years since I graduated, too.”

Ten’s head cocked. “Really? I didn’t know that. Somehow I thought you would be older.” His lips pulled into a sweet smile, and Jinyoung could see Yugyeom mirror the smile. He laughed internally at his brother’s obvious crush. It was wholesome, cute, and not like his own trash bin of a love life. He winced at the memory of Jaebeom’s face when he caught him at his apartment yesterday, and the motion didn’t go unnoticed by Yugyeom.

“Hyung, do you wanna get us something to eat? I want to ask Ten hyung something.” Jinyong nodded quickly, eager to get his thoughts out of the dumpster.

“Yeah, I’ll just pop over to the convenience store a block down, do you guys want anything specific?”

After Ten and Yuyeom threw their dozens of orders at him and Jinyoung forced them to write it down, he slipped out the door and studio, walking down the road in the brisk and cool weather. Unfortunately, Jinyoung had forgotten his jacket. The sun was out, though, so Jinyoung wasn’t too unhappy. It was just a quick walk and the store would probably be warmer than outside.

Inside the store, Jinyoung was in the middle of a purchase, when he heard his name being called. “Jinyoung-ssi!” Ten was waving to him from outside the store. Jinyoung finished up his purchase, taking the plastic bag and meeting Ten outside as the two of them began the way back.

“Hey, Ten. What’s up?”

“I wanted to return your jacket; it’s a bit windy.” A pause, and then Ten opened his mouth, “Jinyoung-ssi, does Yugyeom have a crush on me?”

Jinyoung choked on the juice pack he had opened on the walk. “You should ask him that yourself, Ten-ah.”

Ten ignored him, going on with his thoughts. “I like him, but not in that way. And I don’t want to let him down; he’s a good friend.”

Jinyoung sighed. “Ten, seriously. You need to ask Yugyeom yourself, and tell him yourself. He’s a good kid, and sensible. He won’t take it to heart.”

“I suppose so.” They’re quiet until they reach the building, where Yugyeom was waiting in the lobby.

“We’re not supposed to eat in the dance room, so we gotta eat here, hyungs,” Yugyeom said, taking the bag from Jinyoung and rifling through it for his tteokbokki chips. “Ah, hyung, you forgot my sweet potato snacks.”

Jinyoung rolled his eyes. “Yugyeom, you consume an unholy amount of those at the apartment, you can deal with me forgetting them this time.” At Ten’s look, he added, “I’m running to the bathroom. Don’t touch my snacks.”

While in the bathroom, Jinyoung debated listening in the hallway to hear what Ten and Yugyeom had to say, but he decided against it. Yugyeom was old enough to make decisions himself.

As he waited for a reasonable amount of time for Ten and Yugyeom to stop talking, his phone binged with a text from the unknown number from earlier. The text read, ‘This is Mark, Youngjae’s roommate,’ and Jinyoung paused.

He took a screenshot, sending it to Youngjae, but the younger didn’t respond. He’s probably busy at Ars. As he slipped his phone back into his pocket, he stepped into the hallway where Ten was waiting. “Hey, Jinyoung-ssi. So. Would you like good news or bad news first?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well,” Ten smiled awkwardly, “Yugyeom felt like he needed space to get over me, so he went home. The good news is he still wants to be friends as well. The bad news is that I take the bus and can’t give you a ride home.”

Jinyoung sighed, running a hand through his hair. Of course Yugyeom would do that. “It’s fine, I’ll just call a friend to take me home,” he bit out, not quite angry but not exactly happy either.

He called Jackson almost immediately. “Hey, Park Gae, what’s up?”

“Jackson, I need a ride home. Yugyeom left me at the dance studio.” Jinyoung ripped his phone away from his ear. Jackson had yelled into the phone with excitement.

“Dance? I didn’t know you danced, Jinyoungie-ah! I wanna see you sometime!”

“Yeah, no,” Jinyoung said almost immediately, “but I do need a ride home.”

Jackson laughed. “About that...sorry, no can do. I’m out of town for the weekend. I know you’re not on speaking terms with Jaebeom, but you could try to ask him. I don’t know what’s going on with you two. But I’m sure he’ll be fine with driving you.”

“...Yeah.” Jackson hung up, unaware of Jinyoung’s hesitation. Looks like he’s out of the option. Jinyoung rang up Youngjae next, but he didn’t answer again. Looks like Jinyoung needed to take the bus. As he pocketed his phone, that unknown number from earlier claiming they were Mark called, and Jinyoung, at his wit’s end, answered.

“Is this Park Jinyoung?” The voice on the other end was deep, especially through the phone, and Jinyoung felt like if he wasn’t so obsessed with Jaebeom, he might fall in love with this voice as well.

“Yes, why?” The voice laughed.

“I’m Youngjae’s roommate. Youngjae, say hi to your ex.” Jinyoung choked, and he could hear Youngjae in the background.

“Why are you calling Jinyoung? How’d you get his number?” Jinyoung couldn’t not laugh at the confusion laced in Youngjae’s voice.

“Anyways,” Mark, Jinyoung presumed, continued on, “I texted you because I have something I need to clear up with you. Can we meet up?”

Jinyoung frowned. “What do you need to clear up? I’ve never met you in my life.”

“You’ve met me once. At Jaebeom’s apartment.” Jinyoung’s heart raced.

“I’m not sure I would want to meet up with you, then. For one, you slept with my best friend when I didn’t even know my best friend liked men,” Jinyoung took a deep breath.  “And for two, I saw your dick hanging out some lacy underwear. I don’t think I could look at you straight in the eye after that.”

Mark laughed loudly, and if he strained his ears, Jinyoung could hear Youngjae in the back laughing just as loudly. “Yeah, I’m really sorry about that. That...was not what was supposed to happen. Look, man, I promise I’m not evil. Ars is closed today; I’ll even bring Youngjae along. Is that fine with you?”

Jinyoung sighed. “Sure. I guess so. You’re going to have to pick me up though, Yugyeom left me at Easy Dance Studio.” Mark snorted.

“Is this your super secret plan to use me as a chauffeur?” Jinyoung finally laughed at that, agreeing between breaths. “I knew it. We’ll be there in ten minutes.”

They were five minutes late, but Jinyoung didn’t think about it. He was too busy trying to avoid Mark’s eyes as he slid into the backseat and fiddled with his fingers. “Hey, Jinyoung,” Youngjae leaned around the passenger seat, offering Jinyoung a soft smile. “How was your week?”

“Shitty-” Jinyoung said without thinking, and both Mark and Youngjae laughed.

“Sounds like it,” Mark said, and paused for a split second before words came tumbling out of his mouth. To be honest, half of it was in English and Jinyonug only understood the words ‘sorry,’ and ‘Jaebeom,’ and ‘never.’

“Hold up, Mark-ssi. Can you speak in Korean?” Jinyoung asked, furrowing his brows, and Mark laughed, albeit a bit more strained.

“Yeah. Sorry. I wasn’t sleeping with Jaebeom. That’s the first thing I should start out with. I had sex with Jackson, and I wasn’t aware Jackson had a roommate. But when I woke up, Jackson had left for out of town, which was kind of dumb. Who leaves a stranger in their apartment?”

Youngjae prodded Mark. “Hyung. Off topic.”

“Sorry, sorry. But Jaebeom was there, and he had lent me a tank top, though none of his pants stayed up. Apparently Jackson had thought Jaebeom would get rid of me if I tried anything. That was when you walked in. And you entered. Though correctly, you had assumed Jaebeom was not straight and hadn’t told you. But we never fucked.”

Jinyoung sat in the backseat in complete silence for the rest of the ride, and both Mark and Youngjae felt they shouldn’t say any more. But when they reached his apartment, before leaving, Jinyoung spoke. “Thank you for telling me, Mark. I’ll have to talk to Jaebeom soon. But I appreciate it, and if I could ever get the image of your penis out of my head, I’d love to be your friend.”

Mark chuckled. “That sounds great. Please do not think about my penis, even if I know it’s great.” Youngjae choked, slapping Mark on the back.

“Hyung! Don’t praise your dick in front of me and Jinyoungie hyung.”

Jinyoung rolled his eyes and smiled, getting out of the car and waving at the two friends as they drove off. Once they were out of sight, he stood in front of his apartment building for a few minutes before heading up.

Yugyeom was out, having left a note dictating he was hanging out with BamBam, so Jinyoung took this opportunity to text Jaebeom and asked him to come over. Jaebeom had replied almost instantaneously with confirmation, and Jinyoung waited in anticipation.

Jaebeom didn’t live too far, so he only had to wait fifteen minutes, though they felt like hours. The sound of the door unlocking caused Jinyoung to whip his head toward the kitchen entrance, locking eyes with Jaebeom as he rounded the corner.

“Hi.” Jinyoung broke the ice first, and Jaebeom immediately added a hyung to the end of that, as per habit, before he started crying. “Oh, hyung.” Jinyoung immediately came around the island, wrapping an arm around Jaebeom.

The two stayed like that in silence save the refrigerator humming. When Jaebeom finally got all his tears out, he whispered out an, “I’m so sorry,” and Jinyoung’s heart broke once again.

“Hyung, don’t be sorry.” Jaebeom shook his head, and Jinyoung quieted.

“No, Nyoungie, let me finish.” Jaebeom took a few deep breaths. “I’m sorry I never told you I was bisexual. It sounds stupid of me, but I was scared how you would react. I know you are for the LGBT+ community, but when I found out I was, I didn’t know. And then I just kept it a secret for so long; I never felt like it would ever be the right time to tell you. I’m sorry I hurt you and lied to you.”

Jinyoung laughed through his own tears. “Hyung, I haven’t been completely honest with you either.” Jaebeom quieted, and Jinyoung took the opportunity. His heart hurt from pounding so hard against his ribcage, but it was now or never. “I’ve been in love with you for years, since before college.”

Jaebeom says nothing for a minute, and Jinyoung can feel his heart drop. When Jaebeom shifted, Jinyoung kept his eyes trained forward until he felt Jaebeom’s breath on his jawline. The younger turned; confused, when Jaebeom leaned forward, pressing his lips against Jinyoung’s.

“Jaebeom hyung?” When their lips part, Jinyoung asks the only question on his mind.

“We’re both idiots, huh?” Jaebeom snorted, and even with the tears running down his face and the wet noise, Jinyoung had never seen someone more beautiful. “I love you too.”

Jinyoung’s mouth dropped open, and Jaebeom laughed again. “Hyung, please don’t joke around like that,” Jinyoung pleaded, but Jaebeom shook his head.

“No, Jinyoungie. I promise. I’m not. I know it may not have seemed that way, but I promise I do. I do. I love you.” Jinyoung cried again.

He’s never cried so much over the span of ten days, much less a year. But somehow, this seemed worth it.

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Recueil OS Yaoi Kpop Caramel

Auteur: Im_a_boy6

Catégorie: K-Pop

Style: Recueil d'OS

Pairing: X

Résumé: Tout est dans le titre

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sagittarius kpop playlist

                                           {YouTube} {Spotify} 

i.BTS - Dionysus |ii.HYO & 3LAU - Punk Right Now |iii.DAY6 - DANCE DANCE |iv.(G) I-DLE - HANN |v.MXM - DIAMOND GIRL |vi.VAV - SPOTLIGHT |vii.Taeyeon - Why |viii.ATEEZ - ILLUSION |ix.THE BOYZ - Bloom Bloom |x.EXO - Dancing King |xi.Momoland - Bboom Bboom |xii.BTS - Go Go |xiii.Red Velvet - Peek A Boo |xiv.GOT7 - Fly |xv.BESTie - Love Options |xvi.RAVI - TUXEDO |xvii.Hyuna - Roll Deep |xviii.VIXX - Rock Ur Body |xix.Red Velvet - Dumb Dumb |xx.Jessi - Down |xxi.EXO-CBX - Hey Mama |xxii.9MUSES - Hurt Locker |xxiii.SUPER JUNIOR - Black Suit |xxiv.PENTAGON - SHINE |xxv.F(x) - All Mine

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