#itzy ff

[writers-ex]

“are we muted…?!”

gamer gf!reader x gf!chaeryeong

word count: 930

warnings: dom!reader, sub!chaer, strap-warming, exhibitionism(?) but like others can hear you bc of a voice call you're on...? needy chaeryeong is a must, you're stupid to leave her getting off by herself like ????, nudity, teasing, being called baby and babe?

i created this with the help of @wannabe-icy and all thanks to this ask i hope you enjoy a needy chaeryeong <3

chaeryeong wouldn't call herself needy but rather...she sees the amount of time you spend playing games and wants you to look at her sometimes instead, today was no different. after coming home from getting some lunch she finds you sitting on your gaming chair scrolling on tiktok, hearing her footsteps you turn around and see your lovely girlfriend. getting up to greet chaeryeong almost drops your soda as she sees that you're leggings have a particularly large strap on top of them. 

"i know how much i've been playing my games and chaer don't think i hear you whining earlier. i put it on and have been waiting for you to come home to help you with that little wet patch on your pants and baby i know it's not from my soda you're holding so tightly."

placing the food down in the kitchen chaeryeong immediately strips off her clothes and drags you to the living room for some long-awaited loving. "where did you even get that? i've-" kissing her lips chaeryeong can feel just how needy you have been as you kiss her sloppy. a low moan escapes her lips as she starts to grab your neck pushing you close to her and feeling the strap rub against her slit. you take the hint and position it near her entrance when your computer's discord group chat starts ringing. you ignore it and start kissing down her neck reaching her collarbone when your phone starts ringing three times in a row, annoyed you get up leaving a pouting chaeryeong, and see that the other girls have been calling you to hop on and help them on a game.

"stupid discord giving away what i was doing...chaer baby i'm so sorry i have to help them, just this once and i'll be yours for the rest of the evening." kissing your frowning girlfriend you make your way to your chair and connect to the ongoing call with the girls. "hey guys!"

arms crossed chaeryeong watches you get into the game shouting commands at your friends while she's lying on the couch needy and naked. if you weren't going to do anything then she was going to have to take measures into her own hands. your sad smile turns into a gasp as you see your lover slide herself onto your strap gripping your desk as you wait for the next battle to commence. relief washes through your body when you see that you opted to answer with your video off for the call, you give her a warning look silently telling her to behave and be patient....

but chaeyeong also has been known at times to not behave, and you should’ve known better when she started to quiet down as your screen lights up with the countdown to the match. getting used to the feeling of something so big inside her chaeryeong's small mewls are muffled against your hand as you attempt to cover her mouth but soon stop as she nibbles and sucks on it softly. you call out instructions and shift a little in your seat making her gasp at the sudden movement.

heat building up inside her she tightens her grip on your desk and starts to rock her hips back and forth feeling the strap fill her up nice and good making her gasps get louder and more frequent. the girls in the chat assume it's random background noise in the game as the enemy getting slayed by your latest battle tactic and continue playing while you do your best not to focus on chaeryeong's arched nude back and her ass jiggling against your lap. 

"ok we're going to scout the area ahead while you hang back, we'll let you know if anyone else shows up to-"

finally having a gap in the game you throw the headphones to the side and grab your needy little strap warmer heading toward your bedroom watch her body shake in confusion as her head is placed against the pillow. fingertips pressed firmly on her hips you see her shift a little and make eye contact as you give her that one look that causes goosebumps to go down her spine.

"what- b-babe i was just-" screaming out loud with chaeryeog's face pressed against the bed you take this moment and pound into her perked-up ass, her hole and loud moans begging you to stop but you don't. within seconds chaeryeong cums all over your strap and legs making you drip at the fucked-out look she has. her face scrunched up from pleasure chaeryeong's soft slow pants are replaced by the loud noise coming from your headphones.

realizing you forgot to mute yourself when you took her to bed you quickly pull out and rush to the office. leaving the call you rub her back as her legs twitch as she calms down from her high. lifting her up you mumble her sweet words and place her against the couch in the living room, shivering a bit before you grab your blanket and wrap her upper body before heading to the bathroom to get things to clean her up. 

"i'm sorry chaer i'll never let the girls interrupt our time again. i'll break my phone if i have to." a soft chuckle comes from hiding inside your blanket as she pokes her head out to nod at you.

"if it means we can have rough sex like that again i'll allow it, but um... were we muted the whole time? we were... right...??"

bonus: 

chaeryeong wakes up from your evening cuddles, you had gone to take a shower when she reaches for her phone you left it to charge on the table and immediately toss it to the side upon reading the messages of your friends spamming her with thirst memes and messages asking how would she rate your strap skills on a scale of 1-10.

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[ryupages]

i like when you’re around. || s.rj

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prompt : ryujin hates it when you’re close with her. whenever you’re around her, ryujin would get really embarrassed and her friends would always tease her because of it. meanwhile, you liked being around ryujin and would always help her out with whatever ryujin needs. one day, ryujin had enough of your clinginess so she yelled at you and said some harsh things that really hurt your feelings. and from then on, you distant yourself from ryujin which made ryujin missed you and regret what she said to you.

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requested: yes!

genre :: angst, fluff

a/n :: hello, i’m back! this request has also been in my inbox for a while, and i just never got around to writing it until now </3

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irritation. the bitter and annoying feeling spread through ryujin’s body as she heard your voice calling behind her. the familiar giggles of her friends echoed through her ears as you came closer.

“ryujin! hi, my love,” you chirped, wrapping your arms around her torso and resting your face against her back.

you didn’t see the way ryujin’s jaw clenched in annoyance and embarrassment. you didn’t hear her friends tease her for how you clung onto her. you were just so happy to be near her, she brought you comfort. ryujin, however, felt her eye twitch as her friends kept teasing her. she nudged you off and stormed off, muttering curse words under her breath.

you frowned as her friends’ giggles toned down. you didn’t have time to question why they were laughing and ran to catch up to your girlfriend.

“ryujin!” you called out, not missing the way her shoulders tensed up as she came to a halt.

“what’s wrong, what happened?” you said in between breaths, your frown deepening as she let out an exaggerated sigh.

she finally turned around to face you, and you took this as a chance to hold her but she shoved your arms away. you gasped, not used to the sudden cold behavior. yes, ryujin never showed you the same amount of physical affection that you showed, but never did she try to push you away.

“can you stop fucking touching me?” one stab.

“what do you mean? did i do something wrong?” you asked, suddenly anxious as your mind tried to piece together what you could’ve done to upset her.

“yes! do you know how embarrassing it is to have a girlfriend who never lets me breathe? you’re always on me, like give me some fucking space, y/n!” two stabs.

“always breathing down my neck, even my friends think it’s ridiculous! fuck off and let me live, will you?” three stabs, and your heart finally broke.

you just stared at her, hoping to find that she didn’t mean what she said, but her clenched jaw and furrowed eyebrows said enough. you simply muttered an “okay” as you turned around to head back to your house.

you didn’t cry, at least not as much as you thought you would. you. you just silently made your way home, overthinking everything of what ryujin said, wondering if you have been as good as a partner as you originally thought.

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over the next few weeks, it was a bit very lonely. instead of going to bed with you on top of her, you had your back to her. usually, when you came home from work, you’d plop on ryujin’s lap and ramble about her day. now, you just flashed a smile and head into the bedroom or study.

ryujin pretended to not mind or care, but truthfully, she had gotten used to the routine of you throwing yourself on her at any given opportunity. she never realised how warm she felt when you held her at night. tugging on her hair frustration, ryujin recalled what she said to you that day.

she can’t even think of a time where you cursed at her or yelled at her. always so gentle and patient, yet she decided to hurt your feelings because of embarrassment. her head snapped up and she faced the door upon hearing you making your way inside. she immediately stood up and quickly made her way to you.

“y/n, we need to talk, please.” ryujin pleaded, as a curious look took over your face.

slowly, you nodded and followed ryujin back to the couch as you both sat down. you waited for her to say something, your eyes staying on her while you wait. finally she sighed, before meeting your eyes.

“i’m really sorry,” she said, voice just barely above a whisper.

she cleared her throat before continuing, “i’m so sorry for what i said to you. i shouldn’t have said it like that— actually i shouldn’t have said any of that stuff at all.”

you just sat there, confused and shocked. snapping back into it, you frowned as it was your turn to be irritated and frustrated.

“you really hurt me, ryujin,” you sneered. “i can’t just forgive you that easily.”

ryujin ripped her gaze from you and looked down at her lap, shame filling her instantly. she knew she crossed the line, but she really wanted to fix this.

“you don’t have to forgive me right away, i don’t expect you to,” she spoke, lifting her gaze again to meet yours. “but please know i’ll do anything to fix it.”

you pondered her words before frowning, not sure how to feel. ryujin watched your body tense up. she bit her lip before hesitantly pulling you close, holding you tightly. you felt a smile creep onto your face as you cuddled into her.

“i love you, i’m sorry that i made you feel like i don’t,” she whispered, kissing your temple. “i’m sorry it took me yelling at you to realize i actually adore you and your affection.”

your smile grew at her words as you looked up at her. she mirrored your expression as you kissed her gently.

“i love you too, ryujin. please don’t push me away anymore.”

ryujin knew what she had to do to prove to you that you can trust her, but for now? she just wanted to hold you the way she should’ve held you before.

“i won’t, i promise.”

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[soobi-gyu]

ITZY REACTION (when you are cold)

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Yeji

you were feeling cold as the harsh gust of winds slashed against your skin, maybe wearing shorts was not the best idea.

Yeji, noticed you shivering as you placed your arms around your waist trying to keep yourself warm.

she walked over to you placing her arms around your waist and pulling you closer into her warmth.

"Why would you wear shorts, in this weather ?" she whispered against your ear causing you to shiver even more as her breath tainted your skin.

you turned to face her as she moved you around in her arms.

"They are my favorite pair, and I thought it is warmer" you pout adorably.

Yeji pulls you even closer to herself hugging you now, as she laid her head on top of your shoulder "but now your cold Y/N, and I don't like that" she said resting on your shoulder blade.

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Lia

you were feeling cold during a movie as the wintery frost seeped through the snow-white waffle throw you and Lia were using for warmth.

Lia felt the vibration of you shivering underneath the waffle throw.

she pulled you in for a bear hug and wrapped herself around you like a sloth for warmth.

"Oh Y/N was the cold getting to you? I am so sorry, I know the heating is not working but don't worry Y/N I'll ensure you are WARM."

As her breath landed on your shoulder, you felt the warmth pour in due to her sweet warm honey voice.

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Ryujin

you both were sitting in the back of the group's black range rover as your manager drove you both back to the dorm.

you begin to feel quite cold as the car's heating had stopped working and was due in for an appointment the next day.

your shivering hadn't gone unnoticed as Ryujin began to ruffle her hair as she usually does when she becomes irritated.

"Y/N, you cold?" Ryujin spoke as her voice became slightly dark.

you couldn't even respond without your teeth chattering one another

Ryujin sighed as she leaned over you pulling your belt over your head and pulling you on top of her lap.

you begin to feel the blood rush towards your cheeks as the cold was not a problem now

Ryujin snaked her slender arms around you, pulling you in for warmth as her head laid upon your shoulder whispering gently but sternly "Never just sit there and be cold, just come to me".

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Chaeryoung

you and Chaeryoung were about to seat in your private VIP restaurant room.

But your shaking hand had peaked Chaeryoung's curiosity.

she grabbed you and demanded you sit and wait. you are confused and listened

"What are you doing, Chaeryoung honey?!" you said shakingly as the coldness cracked your voice.

"Don't worry Y/N just wait and watch."

Chaeryoung walks to the corner of the room and starts to seductively strut toward you as you try and comprehend what is happening.

Out of shock, she drops it low in front of you and then grabs your face and almost licks your ear, and whispers " I know you are not cold now."

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Yuna

You, Yuna, and her manager are walking down a snowy street toward the parked SUV that's all the way down the parking lot.

As you walk the coldness gets more and more intense until your hands feel as if they are about to go in frostbite.

But the manager noticed and did not want you to be uncomfortable so they gave you hand warmers.

" Hey, Y/N why didn't you tell me your hands were cold," said Yuna while pouting with her rosy cheeks in the cold.

All of a sudden she grabs the hand warmer and said " my hands are warmer, so use it."

so out of options, you hold hands while walking with Yuna. but to your surprise, it was warmer but you didn't want to admit it.

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note: "Y'ALL ALREADY KNOW WHO I AM, IM TOPHERR"

< love u >

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[rowretro]

ITZY MASTERLIST

Yandere fluff angst

✧OT5✧

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✧HWANG YEJI✧

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✧CHOI JISU✧

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✧SHIN RYUJIN✧

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✧SHIN YUNA✧

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✧LEE CHAERYONG✧

More than friends

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[meowrinz]

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💋 ' hate that i love you ' yuna au masterlist | 📁

⚠️ , you dont need to read one to understand another, though they'll be in chronological order. college au. featuring rest of itzy (mostly jinlia). friends to enemies to lovers. might be a little angsty. fluffy at some parts. a wee bit suggestive.

💄 au explanation

y/n and yuna were like two peas in a pod back then, but after one decides to get with anothers ex things get very rocky for their remainder of highschool. however, because of friends' influence, they find themselves reconnecting in a way they didn't expect.

💌 au taglist

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works under the cut.

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[thedeluluverse]

Taking Requests

Y'all let me know if I should link a request guide in my bio!! Like detailing what I'm okay/not okay with and who specifically I write for.

So with the URL change, that means I am open to writing more than just for BTS maknae line. Currently, I will write for BTS/SKZ/Enhypen/TXT/most of Twice & Ive/ Le Sserafim/ Aespa/ Itzy etc...It's early/late so I'm sure I'm forgetting someone lolXD

I currently only have BTS in my masterlist since the change JUST happened buuuutt excited to flex my writing muscles with new opportunities:)

Feel free to shoot me a message with any ideas y'all have and we can work it out!!

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[lth3auth0r]

Ryujin X Male Reader - Choose Love FF

Day 1:

I arrive at the location of the experiment I signed up for at it's first day.

As I get into the Lobby some other boys who have already arrived are looking at me.

"Hey, you must be Y/N I suppose." one of them says.

"Yes, thats correct." I say and we shake hands.

"Whats your name?" I ask him.

"My name is Paul and this right here is my brother Simon." he responds and points at the other boy sitting next to him.

"Nice to meet you." I say smiling.

"Pleasure is all mine." Simon says and we also shake hands.

We sit down at one of the big sofas.

"So, why have you guys signed up for this?" I ask them.

Both of them are thinking for a couple of seconds until Simon answers first.

"Both of us are tired of dating apps and when we tried to find somebody in public it always ended toxic." he says looking at his brother who nods.

"How about you?" Paul asks.

"I am single for quite a while now. My last relationship did not work at all, she just basically used me and we always fought until she cheated on me with my cousin. So, I hope to find a real and honest relationship here. Thats why I signed up." I respond.

"That is a hard story. Hopefully this works out for you." Paul says.

"I hope so too." I say.

Then a door opens at the host of the experiment comes in.

He looks at us smiling and clears his throat.

"Hello everyone, thank you for taking part in our experiment Choose Love. Let me quickly introduce myself. My Name is Mario and I am the host of this Experiment for the Male department. The rules of this are very simple. All of you will be seated in a room. The number of it will be chosen randomly. At the other side one of our Lady Candidates will be seated. But the point is that you will not be able to see each other. You can just talk to and get to know each other by hearing the voice of the other Person. You have to get to know the person as good as possible for the next three days and the target is to fall in love just by hearing each other. At the last day you will decide for one the candidate you like the most or you already have fallen in love with which would be the best and ask for a relationship. Then if the decision is made, you will be revealed to other Person. Are there any questions concering this?" he says and looks at us.

Nobody gives a response and Mario nods.

"Great, then you can come over here and introduce yourself quickly before choosing your room number. Who would like to start?" he asks.

"I can go up first." a boy says and gets up. He wears a red shirt and has longer black hair.

He looks at us and then starts his introduction.

"Hello guys, my Name is Robert and I am 24 years old. I have signed up for this experiment because I got a divorce not long ago and I would like to be happy in love again." he says and seems a little bit sad while talking about the divorce Part.

We start clapping and Mario offers him a box.

"Please choose your room number without peaking." he says and Robert puts one hand into the Box while looking into the other direction.

He pulls out a little paper and looks at it before sitting down.

Then the next one of our group stands up to introduce himself. He seems to be from Spain of Latin Amercia.

"Hello everyone, my Name is Fernando and I am 25 years old. The reason I signed up here is that I have never been into a healthy relationship at all and I would like to find someone to spend my life with." he says and we start clapping again.

He also pulls a little paper with a room number and sits down.

The next ones to introduce are Simon and Paul. They tell the stroy about their reason for signing up for the experiment which they have also told me before. I smile at them while they do their best to perform in front of us.

After they pulled their room number and sat down next to me again, Mario looks at me.

"And last but not least, we have this handsome young man here who would also like to introduce himself to us." he says and I get up to the front.

I clear my throat and take a deep breath.

"Hello everyone. My name is Y/N and I am 23 years old. I signed up for this experiment because my last relationship did not work at all and I would like to find someone to have a real and honest relationship with." I say looking at the others.

"Thank you for introducing, you may also please pick the only room number we have left now and then we will move on to the next step." Mario says and gives me the last paper in the box.

I sit down next to Paul and Simon and unfold the paper. It is room 1741. An interesting number what could that mean? I ask myself.

"Which room number do you have?" I ask both of them.

"We have not seen it yet." Paul asks while he and Simon unfold their papers.

"I have 2170. " Simon says with a bright smile.

"And I have 561. I am so curious how she will be" Paul says in a happy but also quite nervous tone.

Then suddenly Fernando and Robert appear.

"Is it okay if we have a seat?" Robert asks.

"Of course." I say and we offer them a space at the Sofa.

"We were just talking about our room numbers. Have you seen yours yet?" I ask looking at them.

Both shake their heads and unfold their paper.

"Mine is 9123" Robert says and looks at us.

"Interesting, mine is 2650." Fernando says while showing us the paper.

"Okay, boys are you ready for the next step?" we suddenly hear Mario's Voice behind us.

"Yeah, we definetly are. What will be next?" I ask him.

"Next you will be going into your rooms to meet the voices of our female candidates for the first time. If you may follow me." he says and we get up to follow him to the end of the Lobby where a big door is located.

"I hope you enjoy the first day, you all know your room numbers. If you have any questions or wishes, please do not hesitate to talk to me." Mario says before pushing a little button at the door. It slowly opens revealing a corridor with doors at the left side.

My heart is pounding faster as I look for my room number.

Then nearly at the end of the corridor I find the door with the room number 1741.

I look around to check for the others. All of them have found their room numbers.

Then the door shows a green light and you can hear a little clicking sound. I slightly push against the door which is opens and reveals a cozy little living room Design. Right in front of the Sofa I can see the part of the wall Mario has spoken about.

The door closes behind me and I sit down at the Sofa. I am still a bit nervous about what will happen next.

Then I suddenly hear a door sound behind the wall coming from the other side. Someone is entering the room on the other side of the wall.

The door on the other side of the room closes which means that the person is now inside the room. I hear footsteps behind the wall and a sound as if you sit down.

"Hello, who is there?" I start speaking first to gain the person's attention. I also take out my College Block to write down some informations the person will may give me. My heart starts to best faster as I still wait on the person to respond.

"Hi" the other Person suddenly says in a soft tone and I hear that she smiles. Her deeper voice sounds so soothing in this first Moment that I immediately want more of it. "Whats your name?" I ask smiling. "My name is Ryujin. And yours?" she asks back. I immediately write down this beautiful name. "I have to write your name down because it sounds so beautiful." I say before I get to the point. "My name is Y/N." I respond and Ryujin also seems to write that down.

In these first minutes I clearly feel that my heart wants to tell me something about this girl sitting on the other side of the wall in front of me, so I listen to it and take the iniciative.

"Ryujin, I have a question for you." I say while preparing what I want to say next in my brain. "Sure, go ahead." she responds. "I would like to know why you have signed up for this experiment." I say and Ryujin starts to tell me.

"So first of all, my previous boyfriend treated me unfairly. He did not listen to me, neither he talked to me normally. He was just ignoring me all the time. He took me to every Party and just talked to his friends while drinking with them." Ryujin says and I listen to her words. "I am sorry for that." I say. "Thats okay. Now he thankfully is out of my life since three months and I thought an experiment like this one can help me to find someone new." she says and I clearly hear how revealed she is to be away from this guy. "But what about you?" she asks me.

I think about if I should tell her the story about my last relationship which is the reason I am single for quite a while now. "You can tell me." Ryujin says behind the wall. So I take a deep breath.

"In my case, the reason that I am single for quite a while now is that my ex girlfriend cheated on me with my cousin. One day I came home and they were laying on the couch together playing with themselves." I say while remembering this awful scene. "Ugh, that is mean." Ryujin says. "Definetly, I will never forget how my cousin looked at me with that wide smile on his face what made me throw them out of my appartement." I say and a little bit of anger starts building up in me as the memories come back. "So thats why I signed up here." I finish my story.

"So we have something in common." Ryujin says and laughs. "Yeah, I really like that." I say smiling. "It is very nice that we can talk with each other in this open way." I say with a warm feeling inside of me.

The way she laughs also makes me feeling attracted to her even more. I always liked it, when a kind girl has a sense of humor and she definetly seems to have that. Can it get even better? I ask myself while taking some notes. I seriously would like to pinch a hole in that wall in front of me, just to see how she looks like.

I just hope that this experiment works.

"What are you doing for work?" I ask her then after a little break. "In a sense, I am musician. I wonder if you might know some of my songs." Ryujin responds. I think for a quick second but nothing comes to my mind. "No, unfortunately not but that sounds quite nice." I say, while imagining myself standing in a crowd of her concert but maybe it is even better if I do not know her music yet, so that makes this experiment more interesting. "You should listen to it soon." she says while I write down the Information about her Music. "But what about you?" she asks then. "I am working at the reception of a nearby 5 Star Hotel." I respond. "How do I have to imagine that? Ryujin asks quite interested. "You have to check your guests in when they arrive and check them out if they leave. And during their stay you are there for them to help when they have questions and sometimes they also complain about something they do not like. But that part really can let your personality grow because you gain a lot of experience through such situations." I finish my explanation. "That sounds quite exhausting." Ryujin says. "It definetly can be but let me add that you know what you have done after such a stressful day." I respond while still thinking about Ryujin's music thing. I really would listen to one of her songs.

Her voice is so lovely already, so her songs can just be masterpieces. Then I cannot bury my curiosity anymore.

"Would it be okay for you, to show me one of these songs?" I ask her friendly.

"Hmmmm, maybe.." she says in a playful voice.

Our chemistry gets better all the time and I start to feel something inside of me, the longer we talk. And that feeling grows within me. I think about if I should tell her but maybe it is a little bit early for that. On the other hand, to fall in love is the main goal of this experiment. But no, it is to early. What if she does not like me at all? Maybe because of my Job or something else? All of these questions fly around inside of my head and I do not have an answer to them what also makes my stomach cramp.

I already adore her so much that it is nearly scary. This deep voice is so soothing that I could listen to it all day. Her sense of humor and also her kindness mixed with the incredible knowledge of life. I more and more think that heaven sent her to me directly. But what if I tell her about what I think? How will she react? Oh come on Y/N, you have signed up for this, so you have to go a few steps closer to your target.

I take a deep breath and hold it for a few seconds. That is harder than I thought.

"Ryujin.." I start my sentence.

"Yes?" she responds. Now I am caught in that situation of her waiting for me to finish my sentence.

"I just would like to tell you, that you seem very sympathic to me and it makes me really happy that I got to know you here." I feel my heart racing as she says quiet for some seconds which feel like hours.

"That is so kind of you and I must say the same about you in this situation." she then finally responds. My eyes get big since I do not thought that she would respond like this. "Thank you so much." I say while feeling like winning an award show. Ryujin just told me that she likes me. Can you believe that? A maybe famous musician just told me that she likes me. If this experiment works and we choose love, nothing will be left to oppose us. Everything will be ours and maybe we will create a song together, since I like good music as well. How good would that be?

I just want to say something as I hear knocks on my door. "Someone just knocked on my door, I just have to see who it is." I say and get up. "Sure, take your time." Ryujin says

I slightly open the door to look into Mario's friendly face. "The time is over for today." he says. "Oh okay, then let me just say goodbye." I respond and he nods. I get back into the room, packing my College Block. "Unfortunately I have to go. I will see you tomorrow." I say in a sad tone. "See you tomorrow then. It was very great to get to know you and I am looking forward to get to know you even better." Ryujin answers. "Same here." I say and go to the door.

Together with Mario I walk down the corridor until we reach the lobby where the others already are seated on the couches with glasses of Champagn. I also grab myself one and sit down next to Simon.

"How was your day?" I ask him while taking a sip of my Champagn. "Oh it was great. She is so cute, her voice is so angelic and the best is that she has experiences in living abroad. I love that. How about you?" he asks me. "I personally believe that this experiment works now. We kind of share the same story from our past when it comes to relationships. And she is a musician, how good is that?" I say with a bright smile on my face. "Yeah, that is really nice." Simon says and we look at the others energetically talking about their experiences. Then Mario sits down to us. "I am going to leave now, please enjoy the rest of your evening. I see you all tomorrow." he says and gets his coat.

We keep sharing our experiences until later in the evening. But then we get tired and make our way into the sleeping area. I change into my pyjamas and get to the bathroom to brush my teeth. During that Ryujin comes to my mind. Oh how I wish to be with her now. It would be just us laying on her bed and she would sing one of her songs into my ear with her soothing deep voice. Or we would just have talks and laughter together while cuddling.

Instead I have to share one big sleeping area with four snoring guys. And one of them is infront of the bathroom door right now. "Hey, Y/N open up. It's me Fernando, I have to do my Buisness and cannot hold it any longer." he says ripping me from my thoughts. I put my toothbrush away and slowly move to the door. "There you go, it's all yours." I say and get into the bedroom. After laying down I start thinking about tomorrow. What should I ask or tell Ryujin. Maybe some more sexual questions to melt her ice in that kind of topic. I would really love to find out more about her in that section of her mind. Maybe we also are a Match when it comes to that.

Day 2:

My Alarm is the first thing I hear in the morning. I slowly open my eyes just to see that I am the second one who is awake. Paul just occupied the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Suddenly I hear a yawn next to me and Fernando stretches his arma. "Good Morning" he says. "Good Morning. Have you slept well?" I ask him. "It was okay. How about you?" he says. "Never better." I respond and get up from the bed. After Paul gets out from the bathroom, I also greet him before starting my morning Routine. As soon as I am done with showering and getting my clothes on, I go to the breakfast area where a Buffet is served for us.

After we finished the breakfast, all of us get to the Lobby where Mario is already waiting for us. "Good Morning everyone." he greets us. "Good Morning." we all great back. "I hope you all are ready for day two of our experiment." he says and gets up from his chair. We all nod.

I feel how my heart beats faster when I think about hearing Ryujin's voice again today. The conversation I had with her yesterday were so great that I nearly would say get her to me, we are a match. But I have to stay patient, even though I slowly start to feel something inside of me. Then Mario starts speaking.

"I would like to tell you about the schedule for today. First you will get into your rooms again and you will have another 45 Minutes to talk to our girl candidates on the other side of the wall. Maybe you will get to know each other on a bit more deeper and intimite side because we all know that tomorrow is the day of the big reveal where you will going to see you for the first time in this experiment. And then you will see if you can be able to be together or not. The rest of today will be free time for you." Mario says and presses the button at the door to reveal the corridor with the doors again.

"Lets go." I hear Fernando's voice next to me. I wink at him. Paul and Simon are also stepping into the corridor again and I see how nervous they are to hear the voices of their potential girlfriends again. "I am so nervous to talk to her again." I hear Simon's voice shaking a little bit as he steps infront of the door with his room number.

I also reach my door with the number 1741. Like yesterday the little green light illuminates and I open the door to step in the room. My heart starts pounding again. I sit down at the sofa and take a deep breath. Then I hear the door opening at the other side of the wall.

"Good Morning." I say after hearing Ryujin's steps on the other side of the room.

"Hey, how are you today?" she asks. Her voice is so beautiful, I cannot wait until tomorrow when I am going to see the face of the woman with this soothing, deep voice.

"I am great, thank you. Did you had a good sleep?" I ask her smiling already.

"It was okay, sometimes I stay awake longer. But this is quite known to me, since I had this habit during my trainee days." she says and immediately has my attention.

"Sometimes I also have my struggles with that. What do you do, if you cannot fall asleep?" I ask, waiting for her response.

"Back in my Trainee days, I took long walks at the Han River to clear my mind. Somedays when the walks became longer, I watched the sunrise with one of my best friends." she says while being in her Memories.

"What was that training about?" I ask her interesed.

"It was all about dancing, singing and studying the choreographies from day to night. Sometimes 13 hours a day." she answers.

I start to imagine how she is in the training room with all the others competing in this program which seems to be hard for everyone. But the main thing for me is, that she likes to take walks, so I write that down immediately onto my College Block.

"Do you also like to go for a walk?" Ryujin asks. "Oh yes, I really do. Sometimes if I need to get my head free or just need some air, I go out for a walk. I often took my dog with me but he is now at a better place. My ex girlfriend and I went to a forest near our house when we had the time. It was beautiful." I answer while a Vision of me and Ryujin being together in this forest starts playing inside of my head.

Again I begin to think that we are a match and I would like to break this wall in front of me immediately.

"Maybe we could go on a walk together." I say hoping for a positive answer. "Oh yes, that would be so great." Ryujin says and I silently celebrate with a wide smile on my face.

"So Ryujin, what are you doing when you have free time at home?" I get on to the next question. "I really like to read while listening to music." she says. "The music of your group?" I ask her. "Not exactly. So, when I read I really like to listen to Jazz." she says making me smile again. "Oh thats so nice. Same here. It really calms me down and my concentration gets better when I listen to music like Jazz or Lo Fi." I say while writing down "Likes to listen to Jazz while reading" in big Letters onto my College Block page.

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This Autumn, - Shin Ryujin

Genre: Roommates x lovers, College +Domestic Au, Autumn feels Pairing: Shin Ryujin x fem! Reader ↪Content warnings: Mentions of a dysfunctional families, slight angst, mentions of homophobia, mention of insecurities Word Count: 7k+ words Suggested Songs: We found Love in October- Girl In Red I wanna be your girlfriend- Girl in Red Bubble gum- Clairo Duvet- Bôa October Passed Me By- Girl in Red Girls-Girl in Red Softly- Clairo You know where this playlist is heading- feel free to recommend more ↪not proofread

Sometimes fall meant that the clarity of summer had ended, and that the dryness wasn't accompanied by sweat, but by the heaviness of hoodies and the bareness of barks. A bore compared to the freedom and excitement that summer offered; a dispirited time when you look back to the last three months. 

Of course autumn wasn't all bad. The colours took on a warmer palette as the trees bared themselves devoid of its warmth: warmth which could be found in campfires and cosy sheets; in people's hugs and weighted blankets; in hot lattes, crunchy leaves and early sunsets.

But when assignments piled up from the start of the season, finding opportunities to revel in such warmth seemed unsuccessful. You hurriedly tried composing yourself from last month's activities; internships, staycations and pool parties, returning from a whirlwind of adrenaline. It was exhausting, and you were burnt out before the semester even started. 

But a student you were, a decent one you tried to be, as you file your assignments, albeit slowly due to sleep deprivation. The first week of autumn went by with professors dumping assignments immediately as you try to ease the pace at which you deal with it. Clearly, autumn had you drained from day one.

Autumn hated you more than you hated it.

Autumn, two weeks in wasn't too bad. You took time to catch up on deadlines, you made plans with friends, went on walks and you got especially close to your new roommate. Her name was Ryujin, a dark haired divinity with prominent features that meshed gently. Someone who never forgot to get you your daily dose of iced latte and her favourite mocha bread from the café opposite your dorm.

It started when she came back from her evening lectures on a Thursday, holding one mug in her hand, a woolly scarf tucked into her shirt. She came in to see you with hands knitted in your hair, frustrated at the work you had, feet bobbing in concentration. 

A small 'hi' was all that you returned when you noticed her presence.

"Another stressful assignment?," she asks, concerned. Her low timbre is soothing and takes you out of your sums for a brief moment, a sigh escaping your chapped lips.

"It’s calculus." You make eye contact for the first time since she entered, a polite smile greeting her, though the frown almost tilted the other way. 

She waved her hands in a light motion acknowledging your concern, the room key in her palm dangling in it to make a soft clack. 

"Understandable, it's a real headache, especially since you're in Mr Lee’s course. Anything I could help you with?"

"I just need a break," you reply dejectedly, hoping to get away from your monotonous, monstrous tasks. 

"Wanna watch a movie?" she asks, a soft grin hiding on her face. She watches your ears perk up and your eyes shine at the suggestion, to which a chuckle remains stuck in her throat.

"Why don't you choose something and I'll join you after I'm done freshening up." she hands you the remote before walking into her room, grabbing her white towel from the laundry rack.

You sit in silence and wallow in contemplation. Choosing a movie, should be easy. 

Would a sappy rom-com distracting you from your lamentable, gapingly non-existent love life suffice? Or did you need another of those poorly directed and filmed action ones, which would, undoubtedly help you fix your sleep schedule. But then again, would Ryujin watch it? What’s a movie she’d like? Slice of life? Coming of age? Horror?

A change in the lighting of the room, and Ryujin’s tap on your shoulder was what eventually brought you out of your dilemma, and you take your vacant stare off of the blank tv screen towards your roommate instead.

The warm lights had blurred everything in the background in a way that it brought Ryujin’s face into focus, a soft glow emanating from her cheeks. Her hair was wet, the towel lazily wrapped around her supple hair, doing a measly job at keeping it from seeping into her t-shirt. Her oversized black t-shirt had patches of darker spots that clinged to her because of it, making you worried she might catch a cold. You rush to hand her a new towel, one that would actually help. 

“Don’t catch a cold, not the best time of the year to fall sick.” you whisper.

She smiles in appreciation and holds your arm, accepting the fabric for you. "You're cold too y/n. It'd probably be best for us to grab some blankets." 

After ten minutes of rummaging through your creaky cabinets and five minutes of popping corn, you were ready to distance yourself from your headaches, with new-found warmth in your newly washed duvets. 

Snug and pressed against the cushions of the sofa, with your head on her shoulder. Snug as she pats your back until the television's whisper no longer has your attention and you find your heavy eyelids closing on their own. 

Snug as you embrace sleep after months of running away from it.

Snug, however, wasn't what you felt when you woke up in the morning, blankets tangled between your legs, and an annoying ache in your ribs, due to the crushing weight of your favourite cushion. 

Snugness was replaced by the bitterness of another new day, and your long forgotten assignments weighed heavier than they did before. 

All of a sudden last night's peace was something you regretted. And you regret having been swayed by someone you considered an acquaintance.

If Shin Ryujin hadn’t offered, you'd never have taken a break. You'd never have given yourself the opportunity to be wasteful with time. You shouldn't have been tempted by the thought of a moment's freedom. 

Freedom that remained a mirage. A mirage that showed you a time of comfort. Comfort that would last one evening until you'd have to revisit everything you ran away from.

What's the point in having comfort if it's given by someone you interact with for three hours a day? What was the point in comfort if it was momentary?

Shin Ryujin was a roommate you'd have for only two more months until her grandparent's apartment was done with renovations.

Shin Ryujin was temporary.

Autumn three weeks in, was no different. Except that your backlog had increased, your sleep schedule got worse and all that you cared about was getting over with your to-do lists. How you had energy to do everything one by one remained a mystery, but you soon realised that it wasn’t energy that drove you to finish work, but the fear of running out of it sooner or later. As if it wasn’t already obvious, you were on the brink of burnout.

Not that you hated burnout. For some reason being burnt out meant that you'd be forced to take time out for mental health sooner or later. You would be forced to slow down like you did last week. 

Sitting down and finally looking back, last week felt like a distant memory so far away from your reality. It was a privilege you gave yourself, and it was so worth it, contrary to what you felt immediately. She was right, the movie did help, the movie did get you back into a safe space from your anxiety; and you never cared to thank her for it. 

You’d do it today. Thanking her. You absolutely had to.

You spent the next ninety minutes planning the best way to return the favour. Essentially, you spent the next ninety minutes going back on all the little things Ryujin did for you. Which led to the realisation that her love language was a careful amalgamation of acts of service, quality time and physical touch. 

“Maybe I’ll just bake mocha bread. I couldn’t go wrong with that,” you contemplate. You weren’t the best baker on earth, however you had enough experience to go ahead with it.

All you needed was milk, eggs, flour, yeast, sugar and coffee. Everything you had at home, really not much could go wrong.

Until it did. There was no way the universe would let you have anything good before your semester tests. Of course it had to sabotage you when you tried to do one thing with actual love behind it.

The microwave oven she brought in with her beeped once before a loud pop stopped you in your tracks. It was overheated, and nothing you did brought the irksome device back to life. No matter how many buttons you pushed vigorously, or hit the back of it tiresomely, the empty  black box on the door showed no sign of the tiny numbers signalling time left.

Time left. You look at the Ikea clock hung on the wall. Ten minutes more for the bread to be baked until completion, and thirty minutes until she’d come back and discover this mess and the damage to her microwave.

And boy does she love that microwave.

Shin Ryujin knew something was wrong when she entered later at night, almost too late for you to be up right now, just a little before midnight, the smell of sweet coffee greeting her. She’d gone to visit the apartment her grandparents had bought for her, a half hour from here. She was so caught up in finalising the layout that she forgot to mention that she’d be late home. What’s worse was that she had got caught in heavy traffic, and her phone lost charge in the middle of dialling you. 

And when she got up here, completely spent from the work, it took very little for her to be consumed by frustration. Not particularly because of you. None of it had to do with you. She knew that the tedious microwave was ancient and that her parents only gave it to her to get rid of it. She also knew that she should’ve told you about it sooner, before it actually became a problem. So no, in no way was this your fault. 

She looked at your head buried under your arm on the dining table with a mitten on one hand and a post-it under your elbow. The post-it didn’t say much, just scribbled and crossed out words that all seemed to resemble different “I’m sorrys" and “microwaves". You had multiple other post-its crumpled nearby and she picked all of them up and carefully opened them one by one. Between the creases, one said, “I’m so sorry for the microwave Ryujin, ik you treasure it because your parents lent it to you. I just wanted to thank you for last week and I thought I’d bake your favourite but -” it stopped there at which point you must’ve crumpled it. 

Ryujin let her sight wander across the baking utensils washed and stacked neatly on the drying rack and a box of half baked, burnt dough nearby. She smiles, both grateful and apologetic, an urge to caress your head settling in. She takes a closer look at you, trying to figure how she could deposit you to your bed. 

She slowly lifts your head up, wiping excess dough from near your frowning mouth, and her eyes wander up, to your slightly fluttering eyelids facing the yellow lights. It was then under the warm lights that she noticed semi-dried tears under your lashes. Another surge of guilt ran through her, thinking of how worried you must’ve been. 

In the cold kitchen, she lifts you off the chair as carefully as she can and gently drags you across the living room. It was when she’d propped you against the headboard that you stir awake.

Through half-lidded eyes, you take in whatever you can. Ryujin was holding on to your hand gasping slightly.

“Ryujin?” you whisper.

“Shit I didn’t mean to wake you up,” she looks at you a little surprised.

“I’m so sorry-” you mumble in desperation.

“Shh," she places a palm over your eyes, "don’t worry about it love. Go to bed, we’ll talk in the morning”

You aren’t convinced but you also realise that now isn’t the best time to talk. Ryujin’s eyebags seemed deeper in the warm light and you knew both of you needed a decent rest. It had been a hectic time for the two of you, and all you needed was sleep.

Ryujin still had the benevolence to pull the blanket over you and stroke your hair until you fell asleep.

It was the second time you fell asleep in her arms.

The following weekend you were on a shopping trip.

At a semi-large Ikea warehouse about forty minutes away from the campus. It was Ryujin's idea to come out here despite you convincing her to find a shop closer, but she insisted.

"Trust me, it'll be fun. We can look at furniture too."

Of course, she needed new furniture. It slowly dawns on you that you have very little time to spend with her in your home. Home.

You don't remember the last time you called your dorm a home. For all that you knew, it was a messy damp space that you couldn't wait to escape from, an absolute nightmare with it's cramped furniture. But it was cosy, something you couldn't deny now.

Maybe because you were with her. All her little habits that grew on you, her impeccable daily routine that had become a source of stability in your life, even her lesser known quirks such as keeping a picture of her two cats at home framed on her desk and kissing the before going to her classes in the morning.

You admired all of it, and it wouldn't have been the same if it were someone else. You never felt like this with your previous room mates. They were just people who lived in their own solitary spaces. But with Ryujin, somehow you were involved in most housework together. You felt involved, and somewhere more loved than in your own home.

Your family wasn't bad, at least on the surface. They never compromised when it came to your education or your standard of living. But somewhere between those lines were impossible expectations they wouldn't hold themselves to either. And you got tired of them easily. They hid toxicity behind "criticism", where criticism only meant negatives beyond your control. Your last year of high school, particularly faced extreme criticism, and you felt your confidence dipping. You managed though. You're not entirely sure how you coped, but with support from school, you managed a scholarship, a meagre one but still enough to get away from your family.

You hadn't seen them in three years.

Ryujin, on the other hand, had a lovely family, and you were, at times jealous of how perfect she seemed; how perfect everything around her seemed.

She seemed to have every aspect of her life in order. Whether it be top of the class majoring in Business, or being captain of the girl's football team, or the fact that she could spare three hours to stay with her paint brushes and that they would come out having the entire beauty of the universe encompassed in them. She could manage being both a homebody, while still being popular in school, she could be assertive when she needed to be without actually disturbing the fragile ego of most in her class.

She surpassed every definition of balance mentioned in the dictionary. She was living it, breathing it. Stability.

You admired her, a lot, but you couldn't stop this ridiculously miniscule base of malevolence in your heart. And every day you were scared it would become worse.

Especially now, when all she wanted was to spend precious time with you, constantly putting effort into your friendship whereas you were held back by bitter thoughts. And you hated yourself for it.

You force back your envy, distracting yourself by browsing through the shelves of cutlery displayed. You notice the absence of Ryujin's presence, and slowly find yourself lost in this maze of a shop. Maybe it was better that she wasn't in this aisle now, or else you wouldn't be able to face her with the guilt of having thought of her so poorly.

You find yourself interested in the array of pretty pink melamine plates stacked in front of you, in the stainless steel spoons with animal handles, and little napkin holders shaped like boats. You pick up different pans, weighing how heavy each is, looking to keep your brain unnecessarily busy. If you spend a second more comparing yourself with Ryujin, you knew you wouldn't be able to think of anything else for the entire day, or week.

You remember what your therapist told you, all the comfort and validation that you needed pouring in through words. You open up your notes, all the affirmations typed out one by one. You repeat them in your mind, with a new goal in sight.

You wouldn't let your insecurity ruin another good relationship. Especially not with Ryujin.

She emerges after some time, holding in her hand, a grey device, and a grin painted on her face. "I think this is the one. It's a cool toaster cum oven sort of thing, and it's cheap," she winks at you.

How was she so decisive? you think again. It had only taken her fifteen minutes. If it were you, you'd have taken forty minutes more.

"I trust your decision," you reply, giving her a soft smile. You notice her eyebrows raise a little. "You sure?," she asks. "You usually don't agree this fast. You have this terrible habit of sitting on decisions for ages." she rambles on.

You take a moment to process this. You knew it was true, and she probably didn't mean malice, but it was not something you'd accept easily.

Ryujin never had to think twice about what she wanted. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she always got it. Whereas every decision you seemed to make bore consequences you didn't want. And often, the times you didn't heavily weight them out was when things backfired. The last time being with the microwave oven.

It was the only way you knew to trust yourself.

So it irks you greatly when Ryujin calls it a "terrible habit". Because for you, it was a habit that gave you security. Certainty wasn't achievable, but you'd try as fucking close as you could get, and Shin Ryujin won't tell you otherwise.

She'd never understand how imperfect you were. She'd never understand the little complexities that hold you back. For the most part, she had life easy. What would she ever understand?

You ignore her comment, instead picking up a ceramic mug from the shelf, thumbing on the floral patterns glazed onto it.

Ryujin barely senses your predicament, instead grabbing onto the mug placed besides the one you hold onto. "These are pretty, it's like a cute matching set. We should get them," she winks.

The rest of the day follows with more furniture in your cart, and mostly unnecessary plushies plaguing your living room. New pillows, potted plants, wardrobe organisers, a work desk and the biggest Djungelskog bear lying near the couch.

It dawns on you the next morning, after waking up to the chaos, that she was shifting out in two weeks.

On the first of October.

All of a sudden she was busy, very busy, and the two of you barely met, with bigger gaps in your schedule. Part of it was because of Ryujin arranging her main furniture in her new house, and part of it was because you were busy with academics, only that it was voluntary this time. It just so happened that you needed a few more credits to retain your scholarship, the only thing weighing your new found freedom. Along with that, you busied yourself so that you didn't have to face Ryujin later at night.

You were scared. Other than the obvious rent that you'd have to pay by yourself, you also avoided other parts of this change that bothered you. Which was spending time with her. You were scared you'd miss her a bit too much.

Sure, you were friends who were only half an hour away, but now that her colourful room started fading into a bleak white, the emptiness of it reminded you of why you hated autumn. The fall orange left you feeling lonely, and like the very leaves that craved pigmentation, you craved more life. Regardless of the minimal time you spent with her in the evenings, she slowly integrated herself into your life in the smaller ways.

Now they weigh too much in your life for you to be able to cope without it. You ended up distancing yourself from her, in a pathetic attempt to cope with the anticipation of absence. Maybe you just needed more friends, the thought crossing your mind a lot more these days. But you had plenty of them at uni, most of who you loved. But none of them were Ryujin.

None of them cared for you as much as she did. None of them taught you how to care for yourself like she did. None of them held you in their arms throughout the night, until you felt rested and loved. Nobody inspired you as much as Ryujin did.

Maybe Ryujin wasn't just a friend, something you were scared to consider in the past few weeks. It was a feeling completely new. Other than a failed situation-ship in high school, you never considered the possibility of a relationship, much less exploring your sexuality.

It was an intimidating prospect that you hadn't considered. Something that initiated urgency more than curiosity. Unlike the diverse spectrum that your feelings for Shin Ryujin belonged to, your thoughts focused on just one. She was important in more ways than platonic, and the distance that was to be would be extremely difficult to cope with. The distance that you had created seemed silly, but at the same time there was nothing you could think to resolve the conflict. You were going against this wall you'd built for yourself, and the facade of distance only grew day by day. So much so that at one point, Ryujin stopped approaching you first.

In a way, you deserved it. For someone who had been so unreceptive to her life as a coping method, this is the least you deserved for being a little jerk. Why would someone pursue any relationship, even platonic if you'd put yourself back into the mega cage you thought you'd escaped from. Something you'd escaped from only temporarily in her presence. Something you're going back to by the next week when she's gone.

You suffer multiple sleepless nights, the mid terms only a catalyst to your loneliness, when all you remember is Ryujin and her quirks.

You do accept another roommate later on, a mutual contact in your friend group, someone who was introduced to you by Ryujin herself. She'd dropped in a small text at 8 in the morning, on the way to class, you'd assumed. All it did was talk about how a common friend, Yeji needed a room to stay.

You accepted it of course, because you didn't have to foot the entire month's bill but also because you thought having someone else would curb your loneliness. And this loneliness was stupid. Ryujin wasn't the only thing you had in your entire life, and she should've been inconsequential, the same way the daylight hours gradually decreased. But it isn't too hard to notice once the sun's gone down.

The new roommate was like a transition from summer to winter, but unlike Ryujin , who helped ease the transition between the seasons, this one only reminded you that it would be cold. She wasn't a bad roommate, no she was perfect, did the laundry on Wednesdays, did the evening dishes at 6 in the evening and gave you a lot of personal space. She was nice, but not like Ryujin.

You hated how you compared her to Ryujin, how you compared everything to her. "She isn't your entire world," you remind yourself. "Shin Ryujin was only temporary."

You'd decided that your feelings for her were only a means for you to be validated. That was all you'd craved from her, validation. That was all she'd given you, validation.

October 15th, you felt relieved. Your mid terms were over with and you had a little bit of free time. Were you going to spend it wisely? No. You were going to sit in bed all day, scrolling through Youtube, a luxury you'd afford yourself rarely in the last month. You went home early, to a somewhat excitable Yeji, another rare sight.

"What's up?" you ask her, noticing her vibrant demeanour.

"Nothing much, just excited because Ryujin's coming over today."

You're surprised to hear this, and a little disappointed that Ryujin never told you herself. Or maybe there was no reason to, it's not like you kept in touch with her.

"That's cool, are you guys ordering something? Or should I make food for you two?" you offer, realising the amount of free time you had.

"We'll just order pizza," she replies. She hesitates for sometime, as if she has something to say. "Y/n?" she calls out slowly.

"Hmm?" "...you're nothing like what Ryujin described you as."

You still in your spot.

"It's just that you're really kind you know. I thought you'd be more distant, and cold."

"Ryujin said that? About me?"

She nods her head.

Is that really how she saw you? Distant and cold? Sure you were closed off towards the end, but is that really who you were to her? After all the good memories? You weren't sure anymore, insecurity creeping inside you.

It hurt. Was it this easy for people to be unforgiving? But then again, you never apologised, so in a weird way what Yeji relayed sounded justified.

You offer her a stiff smile.

"I'll be in my room then, tell me if you need anything."

Dejected, you go back to your blank room, where even the orange of autumn feels comforting, something you hated previously. You stay inside the entire evening, occasional sounds of muffled laughter behind your walls being all that you focus on for the duration. Every time you heard her laugh loudly from behind the door, you wondered if she ever laughed like that in front of you. Did you ever make her feel happy? The same way she did to you?

You want to go out and say hi, but after what Yeji said, you stop yourself. She must hate you now, there was no other way.

It isn't later at night, after you're sure the laughter was no more, and only when the silence of the room becomes comforting, you step out to see a dim blue light in the darkness of the living room, Yeji working on the dining table. "Y/n, didn't come out to say hi to Ryujin?" she asks, with pity that sounds forced.

"Yeah, no I was just napping," you lie, "did anything fun happen?"

"Mhm, we were discussing Ryujin's blind date tomorrow with a senior from the engineering department. Apparently, he's handsome," she shrugs her shoulder.

"Ryujin likes boys?" you ask without realising.

"Hmm, I'm not sure actually."

A small part of you feels dejected as you get a glass of water, all while contemplating if you should have reached out.

"You like her don't you?" Yeji whispers, looking up from her laptop.

It's the second time you still in your spot. Yeji had brought up something you never thought was prominent.

"Your lights were on, I could tell from your slightly ajar door. You weren't sleeping were you?" she gives you a knowing smile.

"I'm not judging you- it's just that it's obvious that you miss her. It may or not may be romantic- but you do miss her don't you?". You don't know how to reply to her. You barely knew Yeji, but somehow she very accurately read your emotions.

As if she knows what you're thinking, she continues.

"You know, every time that I've tried bringing up Ryujin, you've always changed the conversation, instead isolating yourself in your room."

Looking back, it made sense. You didn't want to think about her anymore. Your meeting with Ryujin's was temporary and never mattered. It was almost crazy how dependent you were on her within just a few months.

" I realised that I don't know much about Ryujin, nor does she about me. Sure I know she loves mocha bread, she loves her big Ikea Djungelskog soft toy, that she's watched the perks of being a wallflower more times than she can count; but I don't think I could be truly vulnerable with her. I'm scared to be vulnerable with her."

Yeji sighs, almost disappointed. She went back to working, despite her twitching lips, like she had more to say.

That night, you reflect for longer. Why was it that you felt scared to lean on Ryujin? Technically you told her about troubles with academics, problems with some of your classmates- that is considered being vulnerable right? Then what was it that you wanted her to know, but you never wanted to admit? Was it your insecurities? Was it the thought she'd never understand it?

It was like your mind had accepted that you and Ryujin had come from two different worlds, and if you invited her into yours, she would run away, like your family. Despite you coming to terms with it, the distance with your family was a wound still fresh. And nothing would change, until you could put it behind you.

25th October, Yeji handed you an invite to one of her friend's Halloween parties.

After your confession, she'd been a little nicer; she was more active in initiating conversations, and you realised she was more extroverted than your first impression. Eventually, you did watch the Maze Runner with her again, and you appreciated how she gushed about Dylan O'Brien throughout it, dispelling any awkward moments.

"I designed this invitation by the way, cool isn't it?", she asks about the party invitation in your hand. It had black bat details engraved in a glossy reflective paper. "Please come, we've had a difficult week, one party won't hurt will it?" she states, the question more rhetorical.

You agree quietly, excitement bubbling in you.

Until it did hurt, a week later.

Barely five minutes after you enter the loud, congested apartment, with strangers in costumes, you felt a part of your heart drop. There was a tight feeling in your chest, something you were sure wasn't because of the new corset you wore. Because you felt comfortable seconds before you saw Ryujin with her hands wrapped around this guys neck, kissing him on the couch as if he were her entire life. At first, you weren't even sure it was her- her hair was shorter, dyed a platinum blonde. She wore a leather jacket and a white skater dress, dressed so differently than what you were used to seeing her in.

You weren't able to comprehend how good she looked in his arms, with all her attention focused on him, smiling. The same smile that you'd missed for a month. When she does look away from the vampire- you assumed was her boyfriend, her eyes scan the crowd and she almost looks bewildered. You were stood so motionless near the entrance from where you could see them, that even the crowd that pushed past you couldn't bring you to move. It was suffocating, and unconsciously you head for the exit, looking to get away.

But fate wouldn't be so kind would it? The universe wouldn't just let you be would it? "Are you leaving already y/n?" Yeji screams from across the room, which you were sure was audible to everyone. She finds her way to you, a smile on her face. "You just came in, why are you leaving? Cool outfit by the way."

"Thanks," you offer her a stiff smile, eyes going back to Ryujin, who because of Yeji, had finally found you.

Yeji, who just noticed the tension, holds your hand and pulls you towards Ryujin.

"Atleast say hi, y/n, it won't hurt."

Yeji's assurance of "it won't hurt" was what brought you here, it was indeed what hurt you. Her saying this now wasn't helping, and you scoff. It was almost like Yeji knew this was going to happen. It was like she knew how much it hurt you, and may even enjoy it.

"Why did you invite me Yeji? You knew about this didn't you? It hurts, I..I shouldn't have come." you spit out, trembling.

"Y/n, there's something you need to know."

"What? that she has a boyfriend?" you spat, annoyed by her deception.

Yeji sighs, holding onto your shoulders, somewhat urgent.

"No, it's something only Ryujin can tell you. Please, just talk to her. This once."

At this point, you couldn't trust anyone, neither Yeji, Ryujin, nor yourself. It was like you were at different crossroads- to run away, or to confront her again. She hadn't even done anything wrong, all she did was kiss a guy. She didn't owe you anything.

You choose to run away, until you notice Ryujin approaching you with her boyfriend. It's like she withheld any decision you make, with her forcing you into a circumstance you would not choose for yourself.

"Y/n?" she asks softly. Her otherwise comforting voice now made you uncomfortable, almost bringing you to tears by how much you missed it.

"It's been so long," she holds your hand gently.

Her hands felt colder than before, and before you could say anything, the tall, matching vampire spoke up.

"Hi y/n, I'm Jason, her boyfriend. I've heard a lot about you." he looks friendly, and he doesn't seem to hold any malice. But you still hated this guy.

"You have?" you ask saltily. "...good things I hope." you couldn't help but say drily, hands fiddling with the witch hat you'd worn.

"A moment please love," Ryujin signs to her boyfriend, who goes towards the bar with Yeji.

Ryujin takes your hand and drags you towards what you assume to be the bedroom, away from the crowd.

You enter the bedroom with her, with your head ringing because of the way she called him love. You remember how she'd called you love the day you'd tried baking, the day you'd fallen asleep in her arms. You thought the word "love" meant nothing, that it was an endearing term with no implications. But if that was the case- why did she address him as love?

Jealousy eventually overrode the confusion, and the hurt that stained you previously had multiplied. You couldn't feel more stressed, it was so much more than any calculus assignment you'd ever come across.

"Are you crying?" she eventually speaks, eyes concerned. You didn't even realise the visible tears falling down your cheek slowly, your mascara ruined in the reflection of the mirror behind her.

"What do you wanna talk about Ryujin?" you huff. "Y/n, do you need time to calm down? I don't think you're in the mood to talk."

"I'm fine. Just get to the point please." you say, barely concentrating on what was going on. She comes in to hug you, but you step back.

She looks upset by this, seemingly as confused as you. "I...I thought we were friends y/n," she whispers in the same tone she'd always used to comfort you. "We weren't this far apart were we? Why do you hate me?" she raises her voice in desperation.

This was an accusation you could not believe she had made, hate was too strong for what you felt for her.

"I don't hate you Ryujin." you speak, resigned. "Then why do you look so upset, why can't you even say hi?" she emphasises, her voice breaking in between.

"Because it hurts... I can't"

You fall against the bed post. Eyes finding the bear plushie you bought her. You slowly realise that this is her bedroom, and that you were in her new house- the apartment you'd never come to before. You were barely able to process all of this when she speaks up again.

"You can't what y/n? You can't accept the fact that you like me?" You look back at her, eyes widened, as though whatever little sanity you had remaining was destroyed like the branches of an autumn tree- fallen, and weak. It was almost humiliating.

"I don't like you Ryujin," you hide behind your words like a coward. "Don't lie to yourself y/n, is it that difficult to accept that you like me?"

You don't know where this was coming from. If she knew you liked her, couldn't she just let you down gently?

"What does it matter? You have a boyfriend. Even if I did like you; no even if I loved you, nothing would change." you say dejectedly. It must have been true, because there was silence that persisted for longer than you wished it would be.

"What if it did change? What if I said I liked you too? Would you believe me?" she asks quietly, reverting back to her calm persona as she takes a big breath. You scoff, noticing how different she had become in a month. The audacity she had to ask you if you believed her, right after making out with her boyfriend in front of everyone in the room disgusted you, something you don't think you'd ever be able to comprehend.

"Why would I believe you? I saw your boyfriend. Besides, if you did like me, you'd be honest with me. I think that's the least I'd expect from you, so don't play with my feelings; because unlike yours, I can say with conviction that mine are real."

You see her expression change, her eyes becoming teary.

She sits beside you, against the wooden footboard. "I can't be honest, because I'm scared. There's so many people watching me- so many people who my family knows. I barely had, or still have any privacy in my life. Do you know why my grandparents left me this apartment? Because they don't trust me." she pauses for a minute. Taking another deep breath, eyes now fixed on to the floor.

You don't know where she's going with this, but don't say anything because this may be the last time you'd get any closure.

"There was a girl I really liked in high school, but we could never be together, because my family refused to let me meet her. They pretend to be liberal in their thoughts- but they're as homophobic as they get. There's no way they'd understand. The only time I felt safe was in our dorm, because there was no one who would snitch on me, nobody who cared. It was utopia- where you were my solace, and I just basked in the temporary peace.

But when my grandparents asked about you, they'd worry I'd gotten too close to you, refusing to believe you could be just a friend. Two months after I shifted in to our dorm, they made preparations to isolate me in this house of theirs."

She couldn't continue, as tears you'd never seen from her before, collected as a tiny stream between the cracks of the tiles on the cold floor. You understood what she meant. In an evening's moment, you realised that she wasn't this perfect being that she always projected. Yes, she was amazing, but she had her own challenges, something you thought she'd never had. Unlike the two different worlds you thought you were in, your access into her world made you realise you were more similar than you could've imagine. All of a sudden you hated your past self for being so mean to her, for harbouring insecurities that in hindsight were not worth the pain.

"Jason, is my neighbourhood friend, and he's the one of the few people I can trust. He's pretending to be my boyfriend, so that if my family ever found out, they wouldn't doubt me." she explains, trying to resolve your distrust.

"I'm so sorry," you whisper, leaning your head against her shoulder, gently holding onto her hand."

The two of you sit their in silence, reflective, though relieved.

She gently kisses your forehead, arms wrapping around your waist.

"I missed you y/n. So much. But I'm also scared to go back to you, to our place. I don't know what we're going to do. I'm sorry too, for the situation I put you in. For the situation I've put both of us in."

You rub her arms gently,

"It's ok, we'll figure it out slowly. I'm sorry too . You were always there for me- and I, like the coward I am was scared of being attached to you, your generous love . I was also so insecure of how perfect you were- but now it's all so inconsequential."

To this Ryujin laughs, and she wipes her tears. "It's funny how both of our insecurities hurt us in the end. I promise, I wont' let it affect us in the future. I won't ever hurt you again y/n. I love you, so much."

"I love you too Ryujin."

You know that it's going to be a long road ahead of the two of you, but you'll be alright. You comb through her hair, leaning in to meet her lips. Her quivering lips are not soft as you expected, but slightly chapped, brushing against yours. She drags a cold finger down your spine, causing you to lose your breath. Her pulling you closer, slipping behind your corset, unzipping it. Your hands are tangled in her short locks, and you pull away in between to breathe.

With the kiss, and this new path, the autumn you hated so had come to an end. Autumn had become easier to think about, among the loneliness of the dry leaves and the warmth devoid in the air, you'd treasure the warmth that she provided. Shin Ryujin, unlike autumn wasn't temporary. Autumn will come and go, but Shin Ryujin would always stay, and you'd treasure her in every season. In the end, autumn didn't hate you as much you did, because despite everything, autumn gifted you Shin Ryujin.

Am I actually posting an autumn fic when its almost summer? Yes, yes I am. This is long overdue and idk why it took me this long to finish it ahhhh.

I appreciate any feedback, feel free to interact with this post!

-Macaroon

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-ˋˏ [When love lasts] ˎˊ

Pairings:- Choi Beomgyu x Female reader

Synopsis:- Growing up with a friend group was a blessing in a prestigious school. It also contributed to your love life. Everyone went on their own ways, but that one person still resides in your heart. So, what would you do if he showed up again as your neighbour?

Genre:- Friends to lovers, Rom-Com, fluff, more fluff and more fluff, TXT x Itzy friend group.

Type:- Oneshot

Words:- 20k

"And did you know that the proletariat – were to organise themselves into a politically revolutionary movement to counter the exploitative and unequal effects of capitalism, which were accelerated and expanded by the industrial revolution. This vision of a potential link between the-"

Gosh, you shouldn't have trusted your alcoholic acquaintance who tends to refer to you as a 'friend' for a blind date. It'd be a miracle if she, herself managed to find the right guy. The moment you sat on the table, which by the way was reserved by you, he has been talking non-stop about some guy named Marx and his good deeds. You did not study English literature as a major for this.

But how could you stop him? You had absolutely no idea. One part of you wanted to just walk out and the other felt sympathetic towards this lonely guy who wanted to share information about his interests. No wonder you never had a boyfriend. Your palms held your chin as you tried your best to look focused but who were you kidding, even if you did pay mind to him he wasn't going to accept you.

What a waste of day. "He looked cute though." You mumbled while walking down the streets to your beloved apartment. The sky was clear but you were suspicious of the rain as it was monsoon already. You loved rain. Even if you were given a lifetime to describe the happiness you felt when you saw the droplets falling from the sky, you don't think you could. All you needed was a person who made you feel just as happy. And there was someone, during your high school days. God, the things you'd do just to live those times once again.

You reached your apartment and saw a truck full of furniture and then realised, the people living next to your apartment had left a week ago. New family might be moving in. Reaching the elevator, you pressed the button for 8th floor. The doors of the lift had started to close when a hand stopped their convergence.

You gazed up to find a a blond head hunching down, panting. As he straightened his posture, you met a familiar face. It was difficult to figure out the person when his body was bowed but now it's very clear. "I'm sorry I got late-" he stopped in between, reflecting the same expression on your face. Eyes wide, jaw about to fall off and eyebrows raised up. He had froze in his place.

There was no way you would be in the same lift as this man so with courage you moved your feet and began clicking the close button recklessly while maintaining the eye contact. The people passing you guys were quite surprised and some even laughed thinking your misery was comical. But he didn't even move until the doors to the elevator closed and you finally let out a sigh of relief.

Your knees felt so weak, you almost collapsed if it wasn't for the lift wall behind you. "What the hell is he doing here?"

Wobbling you managed to reach your apartment. Your head completely immersed in Choi Beomgyu. Did he perhaps know where I live? Is he here for me? No that's can't be...and just as you take your keys out, your eyes fall on the empty apartment next to you. A man entered from the lift with a few boxes and went into next door. You bit your lip out of curiosity, wanting to know who was the person moving in.

"Excuse me?" You called out for the man who now came out, "Yes?", stepping closer, "Um, do you have any idea of what kind of people are moving here?"

"What does that mean?" He questioned because of the absurdity and finds your eyes trying to search something inside the apartment. "Just tell me, is it a family?"

"No..it's a fine young man. Somewhere around 22 to 24."

The man revealed and your eyes automatically grew wide. Your highschool crush was moving next to you. Oh, holy land, open yourself and bury me in, save me from the embarassment. Even though it had been 5 years, you had grown beautifully from a teenager to an adult, you still didn't have the guts to face him and you have no idea why.

So lost in thought and fear you didn't notice the man leave. The lift dinged once again and you ran for your life because what if it was Beomgyu? You tried hiding your face with hair and went near your apartment door. But the series of unfortunate events had just started. Your keys disappeared. One moment they were hanging in your fingers and now they're gone.

On top of that, you have no idea if Beomgyu ever came upstairs. So what if you turned around and met with him...again?!? No no, you mustn't turn. You mumbled to yourself and tried finding the keys somewhere. For a second you thought of just walking out of there but then what if you saw him downstairs. Ugh, so frustrating.

As you're frowning and cursing your life, a hand pats you shoulder. You turn around, and your eyes once again expand. It was the person you had been trying to avoid this whole time.

"Looking for these?" He said as he held the keys in hands and shook them, creating sounds because of the pearl keychain attached to them. You froze. You and no idea what to say or do. Beomgyu chuckled at your round eyes, "Why are you so shocked? Hm?" He leaned in which only made you back up, "Don't you remember me, y/n?"

His soft voice let your name out and it sent goosebumps to your skin. 5 years, and yet this man has you under his control. But how could you not react to him? His beautiful brown eyes that reminded you of the nature, the mountains and the other times, looked like warm coffee cups. And his soft features, a spectacular high bridged nose you always wanted to caress. But most of all, his hair..that gracefully complimented his face.

"Y/n?" You snapped out of your thoughts, "I do.." you mumbled. How could I forget you? He smirked, "Guess, you'll have to keep up with me a few years more." He said straightening himself, lost in his eyes you didn't realise your jaw was wide open. And he was staring right back. You could just get lost, drown in his mesmerizing eyes.

Just at the right time your phone rang and saved you from the embarassment of falling right there and then because your legs were literally so weak at this point. You just walked away without saying anything because what could you have said? And then realised you forgot the keys! So you walk back and extend your palm, Beomgyu automatically places the keys in your hand and you awkwardly walk back.

He watches you walk back and it brought back so many memories. Especially the one, during graduation, you were walking back to your house. His hand extended to stop you...but couldn't. A lot of things were left unsaid. Who knew years later, universe would grant him another opportunity. He rubs the back of his neck and chuckles, and disappears into his new apartment.

Meanwhile you shut the door close, leaving a sigh of relief. You pick up your phone that had been ringing this whole time, you never thought changing your ringtone to your favourite love song would turn out this way. "Hello?"

"Choi Beomgyu, your first love is shifting to where you live!" You hear Yeji blurting out through the phone. "How do you know that?!" You yell. "He posted a few pictures on his insta and i recognised the building behind."

"Yeji you could've told this to me like 10 minutes ago?"

"Oh my god! You already met him didn't you?" Yeji predicted right away and it has you pinching your nose bridge in frustration, "Yes, I did Yeji. And I swear to god I've never been this tongue tied. If you were with me you would have gotten second hand embarassment." You say as you plop yourself on the bed. "Wow...that sounds really bad." Yeji sighed and you can't really imagine how you would live with your childhood crush right next door. "How stuck up could I be... Shouldn't I be over it?" You brought up. You should be. You thought to yourself. "It's been five years already. I've never dated anyone because...all of them...they weren't him."

"Our sweet, childish y/n-ah!" Yeji cooes, "it's fate. You were given another chance by the universe. If you truly love him, don't let it go to waste."

A few hours later you decided to leave your room and try striking a conversation with Beomgyu. And, apologize for your behaviour. You stood in front of his door, still debating if you should knock or not. Deciding twice that you should just run away. But Yeji's words echoed in your head and you took a deep breath, shut your eyes and just knocked.

The door opened, "oh hey y/n.." oh God, why, why do you have to be so magnificently gorgeous that every time you show up I forget how to talk. "Uh..um.." you cleared your throat, "Do you need any help?"

"Yeah...i'd appreciate it."

Deep down you hoped he'd say 'no actually' so you won't have to face him but guess the universe has a plan. You stepped inside his apartment, the same architecture as yours but it looked empty because nothing was in its place.

Beomgyu hadn't unpacked the things. The walls were devoid of any paint, just a plain white colour. How did the previous family even live here? You wondered. The boxes were still scattered around. Your eyes went everywhere and you spotted a similar cover. It was Beomgyu's guitar! He still plays it.

"I'm sorry, The place is a mess right now." Beomgyu said as he moved a few boxes aside. "No that's alright. I can help you with that." You also joined the latter in seperating the cartons. "We should eat something first. I'm ordering chicken, you in?" He asked and you wanted to say yes but will it be alright? He's already having trouble with the setting if you said yes he would have more trouble plus-

"I'll take that as a yes."

Now you were sitting on the floor, eating chicken with your crush. "I'm thinking of painting these walls before setting everything." He chatted. You nod your head, taking a piece of chicken, "That's a really great idea. It'd give more character to this place. Plus, you can add wallpapers too. Have you chosen any colours?" You spoke, realising you said a little too much.

Beomgyu chuckled, "You're still the same y/n..." You observed the way his hair fell perfectly on his face, how his eyes turned into crescents, because of you. "What have you been doing though?" He questioned and you told him about your interest in literature. "Woah...so like you read old books?" You snort, "Something like that. To be honest, i chose this major just so I could read Romeo and Juliet." You went on and on about your fascination with love stories.

Beomgyu on the other hand, observed your face that morphed into so many expressions, trying to explain something about Shakespear. But he didn't get a word of what you said yet could listen to you talk forever. Because you're so happy. "Y/n..", he won't let you go this time, "Would you like to paint these walls tomorrow?"

You stare at the empty walls, your mind running with creative thoughts. Maybe we should pair stars here or much better the universe! That's a bit much...

"What's your pretty little head thinking?" Your over the top ideas are interuppted by Beomgyu. "Nothing, just thinking...what would you like to have here?" You questioned in hopes for an answer but instead you feel a his fingers tugging a few lose hair strands behind your ear, "Anything you want..." He mumbled.

Oh boy, why would he do that? Does he even know the impact he has on you? You were sure your face would turn into a tomato, so you immediately open up a window to let the fresh air slap your face into reality.

"I've got the 7 crucial colours, if we need more we can mix them up to make new ones. And..I have put all the different types of brush there." Beomgyu informed and you were already in your focus mode.

You decided on beige, brown and white as a colour theme. With black doodles of moons, stars and quite possibly a few leaves. Throughout the day you were painting wearing one of your extra large lavender t-shirt and shorts. Beomgyu had something similar, and yet looked like a model.

You were working hard and so was Beomgyu. Honestly, it felt refreshing and you thought it wouldn't hurt to decorate your house yourself. The living room was huge and this would take a day to paint.

You would glance at Beomgyu time to time. Watching him concentrate on his painting, his eyebrows furrowed together and hands carefully giving details. Or you'd basically gawk at his side profile as he stood near the window, the sunshine radiating his sculpted face. Never in a thousand lifetimes you would've thought of spending time with your crush. Dreams and imaginations were different but actually hoping for it and living it.

This seemed like the perfect time to be grateful.

To make it more fun, Beomgyu would threaten to smear the paint on your face and you'd tap his nose with your already paint stained finger. He ran behind you in hopes of catching you but you jumped up the plastic covered couch and Beomgyu stayed behind the line of cartons. You poked your tongue out and teased him neglecting his height. One step and he was already with you on the couch, standing tall.

The proximity was a little too close, he leaned down and you could feel his hot breath. He met your eye level and stared at you for a while which fumbled up your insides. He took that as a chance and swiped the paint brush on your cheek. Or when he messed up his painting and you came to the rescue with paint and other tools. You didn't even realise how fast the time flew.

You started at around 9 AM and it was already 2. Which meant lunch, your stomach was killing you because of the starvation. You suggested to eat lunch at a restaurant nearby, thinking it'd only help him get to know the neighborhood more. In seconds you were off to take a shower and change clothes.

"This neighborhood is cozy..." Beomgyu affirmed, sitting under the huge umbrella of an outdoor restaurant. "This is one of my favourite places. It reminds me so much of home." You say taking a sip of your bubble tea. "Yeah... It sure is nostalgic." He whispered and smiled, "Do you remember back in highschool when all of us bunked class and in the market bumped into Mr Kim who was on a leave from the school?" Your eyes became wide as you recalled the memory of being caught by a teacher, "the first one he spotted was soobin because of his height, so all of us ran for our lives." You laughed and Beomgyu mirrored your reaction. "Those were good times..."

"Are you in touch with the squad?" You asked, "yes, with the boys I still am. What about you?" "The girls, although I lost yuna's number!" A sudden silence fell among you, both of you ran out of words. The wind picked it's pace as well. Your hair danced with the wind and Beomgyu watched you, 'so pretty..'

"How come you're back here? I mean during highschool you wanted to move to USA.."

"I did. I even enrolled in a band but, I just thought that it won't suit me. So I came back where I belonged."

You nodded. A band huh? He was already talented. Being with him, many memories came back to you. Even the ones that weren't all sunshine and daisies. You remember the girls used to be all over him back then. Giving him loads of gifts during valentine's day, or his birthday. So many confession cards and homemade chocolates. It irked you so much yet you couldn't tell him how you truly felt.

Maybe it was the fear of rejection or you didn't want to ruin your friendship.

"So, anything new happened in your life?" This time Beomgyu took the liberty to question. You smiled a little, hoping there was something different in your life, you shook your head, "Not really, it's been the same for as long as I can remember. Just a few tiny changes." You sighed, "oh but you entering my life again, is something new and...exciting."

A smirk shows up on the latter's face, "I'll make sure to make it very thrilling." And you aren't sure why but it made you feel things. You inhaled sharply at his words and took a sip of the drink. Observing his appearance, you realised his hair colour had changed, "You changed your hair colour..was this for the band?" Your eyes lurk around his locks.

"Yeah...and they're shorter." He glanced at you, "Everything about you is the same though.." and it felt as though the time stopped and everyone around you disappeared, only his voice echoed loud and clear, "Your hair, your round eyes, and your silly reactions.." a chuckle escaped through his lips, "Especially when you scrunch your nose, it's..."

His eyes lock with yours, "It's adorable.."

This moment, is like a treasure for you. Because these words make your heart pound so fast, it's as though all your imaginations are coming true. Your stomach is performing gymnastics at this point. And you just can't take your eyes off of him. Maybe he doesn't even mean those words but oh, how can he always win a smile from you?

Just like this, days flew by. Feelings wouldn't stop blooming, it was if they were growing day by day, second by second. Beomgyu's apartment had been decorated, all thanks to your creativity and both of your hardwork. You added little paintings, fairy lights, posters. The shopping was a little crazy though.

Beomgyu sitting in the shopping cart and holding everything you threw in it. He was like a baby in his pram and you were pushing it around the aisle. Or when he told you to film him doing a cartwheel but instead what you got in the video was him falling over a rack and completely destroying it, making loud noises in the dead silent store. And you just quietly walked away.

You still have that video and you're sure you'll use it to your advantage. You were getting used to this. Him being by your side all the time. When you woke up, the first thing you did was knock on his door to wake him up or bring him delicious breakfast that you would eat together in his room, on the floor. Coming back from your university, but stopping by to get some honey rice cakes because Beomgyu loved them.

It was all becoming normal.

The latter was in somewhat of a same situation...or maybe worse. He never understood why his heart took a stride whenever you were near. Why he wanted to pat your head or hug you close. Heck, he almost did hug you but...would that have been right? He can't help but wonder you might have someone for yourself too right? You were not so stuck up like him...still in his past, and refusing to date anyone else.

All he wanted, was to be with you for the rest of his life.

After a long and tiring day at uni, you decide to cook yourself a warm meal and eat it in the silence of your cozy apartment. You sit by the window, slurping your ramen and gazing outside. Trying to get rid of these thoughts. You guessed it right... thoughts of Choi Beomgyu.

As much as you loved being by his side, you were afraid. In fact, you were terrified of getting your heart broken. What if he already had a love interest? You would be coming between them. What if he saw you as just a friend and not someone he can spend his entire life with?

Your lips leave a scoff and you mumble, "Of course he doesn't feel that way..." Despite his teasing and cheesy lines that sent a swarm of butterflies in your stomach, you tried not to feel too attached to it. To him.

Because what if, the cupid hadn't hit the both of you?

A pat sound makes your ear perk up, your eyes are wide, in hopes, looking out the window and you flinch when a droplet falls over the glass. In seconds the rain pick up it's pace and it was showering. The wind guiding the droplets.

You leaned back in your chair and shut your eyes, relieving a sigh. The sound of the rain. It's peaceful isn't it? Your eyes open to look out in the empty, wet streets. Not one single person in sight. A few vehicles occassionally passing by. The humidity increased and it made the windows a little foggy.

You raised your finger and drew a heart on the stained window. A little while later, when the rain slowed down, a figure appeared in the street, familiar. It was beomgyu, with his skateboard.

It's dangerous, but he has always done it on the day it rains and you fail to understand everytime. Your mind wanders off to when in school, the boys used to either bring roller skates or steel scooters. Beomgyu brought his skateboard.

Just like any other person in love, you used to watch him from the second floor. He was your world. A world you weren't sure you'd achieve.

And so the Déja vú brings goosebumps on your skin. Your eyes softening as your elbow supports your chin and you look at him with hearts as your pupils. "Cookie..." You remember the nickname you used to call him, "I love you.." you whisper, something you may not be able to tell him face to face.

As you're enjoying the view, the lights around you go off. It's the power cut. You get up from your chair to pick an umbrella from the stand and storm out locking your door.

Beomgyu puts his foot on the skate and uses the other to drag it, successfully balancing himslef and skates as the cold air splashes his face. The smell of the rain filled his aroma and he closed his eyes. Although, stopping in between, his hair now drenched in water as wells as his clothes.

A shiver ran down his spine as another gush of wind passes by, he opens his eyes as the feeling of droplets on his skin had stopped. "You'll catch a cold..." He heard you say, as you protect both of you with the rain. Looking wonderful as ever. Eyebrows furrowed in worry, hair flying with the wind. How desperately he just wants to embrace you right now.

"Beomgyu?"

"Call me cookie y/n...like you used to."

The thunder struck just at the right time and rain had gotten much worse. None of it affects you, how could it? When the man standing in front of you looked unreal. As much as you'd like to keep your mind out of the lovesickness, you can't. What does he possibly mean 'call me cookie'? There you go, your mind is running in spirals.

The street lights had turned on, the sun had dipped down the horizon already and because of the clouds, the sky was dark. The thunder randomly decided to scare you a few times which gave Beomgyu a chance to laugh.

Under the same umbrella, walking down the wet streets during the rain. Magical.

"I remember you skating in the school grounds, usually when it poured..." Your head down low because you knew he'd understand you used to watch him a little too often. "Yeah.." you feel his gaze on you, "and i saw you on the second floor everytime it rained."

His memory collection made your heart skip a beat. He remembers. "I know you love rain..." He whispers. "Then, can you grant me a wish?" You said fiddling with your fingers, not having any idea if asking the question was alright..or if he'd say yes.

"I'm willing to fulfill your every wish..."

Oh god. Why must you.

You stopped and faced him, his gentle eyes were on you, a few droplets falling from his wet hair. You drop the umbrella and extend your hand, "Care to join me?" A smile decorating your lips when he held yours. It sent a feeling of million fireworks on your skin, more like an electric shock.

His hand sneaked around your waist as he pulled you closed, enough for his nose to be beside your head and you felt his hot breath on your neck. Your eyes now found interest in the ground, because you knew your face was scarlet by now.

"Y/n..look at me." he whispered your name in a deep voice and on god you felt you'd faint. Slowly, having courage you looked at him, and his eyes unlike before were more focused on you and had glint of something, you can't point it.

His hands clasped with yours, while looking straight into your eyes. He brought your hands up till your shoulders and gave them a brief glance, looking right back at you and you can't predict what's about to happen.

"I.." he hesitated, as if thinking something through but still being reckless, "I want a lifetime with you."

You hear him say loud and clear. The raindrops that you felt on yourself were being forgotten, the sound of the rain faded away and the only person you could see was him. The moment couldn't have been more perfect. Five years, and everything worked out in the end.

And you were already pulling him into a kiss. Your hands on his cheeks and your lips on his. The kind of kiss, where none of your lips moved but just stayed there, getting used to the feeling. Gradually, Beomgyu made the kiss much better, and much messier.

Albeit the cold atmosphere you felt like you were burning. Once the kiss broke, you adjoined your forehead with his, his hands placed at your waist, "you're mine.."

"Y/n...I love you."

With a deep breath, you mumbled, "I love you too."

What a moment it was. Hearts beating fast, skin adorned with goosebumps, and lips swollen with kisses. You couldn't believe it was finally happening.

As you're relationship continued, beomgyu became even bolder. Kissing you outside your apartment where you both could get caught or backing you up against a wall and gracing your neck with red spots. And how could you forget the countless times he made you miss uni just because he wanted more cuddles.

From listening to him sing as he played his guitar to going on dates and sharing everything. His clothes, his food, his room, his bed...

Oh and when you told your friends your relationship status, their faces would be engraved in your brain.

Soobin and Taehyun's wide jaw while Kai and Yuna decided to give background laughter, Lia choked on her water and Yeonjun declared his crush on you which led Beomgyu and Yeonjun to argue playfully. Chaeryeong zoned out as usual and Ryujin looked unbothered while Yeji was bawling due to the happiness.

"Come on don't be embarrassed!" Beomgyu continued to try and convince you to sit behind him on the cycle, "... Are you sure?" You still checked because it was too much. A bicycle, it's so romantic. God, this is the fun of being all vintage. A cycle ride.

Beomgyu really was perfect. He predicted all your wishes and like an angel helped in making them come true. Like the dance in the rain, a trip to Paris, getting Turkish ice cream, caressing his nose, writing letters to each other and just like so, a bicycle ride.

He never disappointed and you did just as much he did for you. Everything was perfect. His little praises every now and then, forehead kisses, and sometimes necks kisses that became a little heated, and...a marriage proposal.

It had already been 3 years of your relationship and now you were ready to settle with the only one. You still remember it vividly when he got on one knee in some restaurant and all your mind thought was his words when he first confessed 'I want a lifetime with you.'

So you said yes. And here you are, fulfilling your yet another wish. You plop on the backseat as your hand curl around his waist, "Hold tight, don't want losing my wife..." He said and once again butterflies conquered you.

One thing was for sure, no matter how many years you spent with this man, he would never fail to make you happy. You placed your head gently on his back as he rode the bicycle and you're sure he hears your heart beat right now.

So this is what happens when love lasts...

The End.

"Thank you so much for reading this guys. And the person who suggested a beomgyu fic, this is for you!!" @beomstarz

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[im-yn-suckers]

cupids arrows; i wanna be me, me, me

pairing- not exactly enemies to lovers but along those lines. idol niki x idol fem reader park y/n (jays baby sister) (debuts in gg)

warnings- mentions of dinner, singing, dancing, fear

synopsis- flashback as jay's younger sister in school, you and your friend decided to audition for hybe at the age of 14. when you pass and she doesn't, you get selected to join a survival show. when your unnies and the one member younger than you debut and you don't, you are announced as the 8th member of enhypen. how does getting cheated on benefit the fact that you and niki aren't very fond of each other?

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you divided the parts and practiced the dance. you practiced your singing and all learned your parts. it was time for dinner. you sat with you group and talked for an hour or so.

after dinner, you and se-un went to practice your lines. you got all of yeji's lines, rora and soo-ah got to split lia's lines, cho-gyung got ryuijin's lines, eun-sa got yuna's lines and se-un got chaeryeong's lines.

"unnie, are you happy with yejis lines?" ''yea, are alright with chaeryeongs lines, she gets the least lines in wannabe" "yea, maybe i can just show my dancing skills instead" "aslong as youre alright with it."

you and your group danced and sang live and the judges gave you feedback. evryone did well but needed a little work with making your vocals a little more stable.

the other groups dancing was a little weak and the people who were supposed to sing the high notes, were a little weak, min-cha failed at mias high note and soo-yeon just needed to push herself a little more to get siyhyeons note.

it was time for bed after all that practicing. it was currently 9:30 and lights out was at 11. you and se-un decided to practice untill 10:30 and then get cleaned up and sleep.

10:30 pm came sooner than you expected so you ans se-un went to get clean up and eventually sleep.

the next morning you guys had breakfast adn practiced until all of your vocals sounded stable.

"ladies, please go to the lobby for a special surprise!" yong-hee told everyone over the speakers and you sat down on the chairs in the lobby.

the screen turned on and five gorgeous women appeared on screen.

"All in us! hello, we are itzy!" everyone cheered and screamed at the sight of itzy introducing themselves.

"hello girls !! we heard that six of you are covering our song !! we feel really happy and are very excited to see your performance!!"

yejis words made you feel excited and giddy inside

"yes, speaking of your performance, we will be visiting so we can watch the performances. " lia spoke

"we wont be telling you when but we will definitely be here for rehearsals to give feedback before the performance." ryunjin smiled and chaeryeongs words."

"once again, we are so excited to see you perform our song, bye for now!!" yuna said goodbye and left all you girls screaming in joy.

fin(for now) yay an update!! byeee

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[hanniluvi]

ADMIRING YOU ! — CHAPTER 11.5

11.5 will you be the fiona to my shrek 😘😘

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A/N : this chapter was inspired by sonata 😘 ANYWAYS yn being dense as usual 😞 when will jungwon make a move come on now luvvies are waiting !!

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[writers-ex]

hi! can i have the itzy members (separately) walking in on normally stoic reader crying bc she's insecure of her body? have a nice day<3

yes bc we all need some fluff rn lmk if this is ok anon <3

yeji

our kitten would be heartbroken to hear you say how much you hate your flabby arms and that no matter what you do or how much you diet and workout they stay the same, always hiding them behind long sleeve shirts yeji would cup your face ever so gently and kiss your lips before slowly pulling away to take off your shirt and rub your arms, she kisses your shoulder and goes all the way down to wrist before doing the same on the other arm whispering that these are the arms she gets to run into at the end of the day, your arms are her safe place and she treasures them just as she would any part of your body

ryujin

seeing you cross your arms and tugging down at the crop top she bought you to hide your stomach ryujin would sigh and stand in front of you while telling you to hold your arms out to the side, crouching down ryujin takes a good look at your stomach before placing a light kiss in the center making you gasp and whine for her to stop but she warns you to keep still as she stands back up and puts her hands on your exposed skin pulling you close as she rubs every inch of your to stomach all as a small smile grows on her face, no matter how much or little your stomach grows you’re ryujin girl, and she adores every inch of you

chaeryeong

seeing you always wear baggy pants or long skirts chaeryeong can’t help but notice you never like to show your legs or more specifically your thighs, one day while the two of you are watching a movie she sees your lower body covered with a blanket and pulls it off making you look at her confused but instead of explaining she scoots closer making you lay on the couch and places her hands on the waistband of your sweatpants, pulling them off slowly you cover your face as she sees the stretch marks and scars all over your thighs, instead of being disgusted she just traces each line with her finger tips humming to herself as she watches you gasp from such a loving touch, once she finishes she lays ontop of your chest and rubs a hand against thighs looking up at yiu chaeryeong repeatedly tells you thank you for loving her and proceeds to describe your beauty in the cheesiest and sweetest words she knows

lia

it’s not that you were insecure of your looks it’s just that you can’t help but compare your features to other girls and wonder why lia hasn’t fallen for their charms yet instead of staying with you, no matter all the amount of makeup and contouring you do it just doesn’t compare to the other girl’s beauty, lia happens to walk into the bathroom seeing you get ready for the morning your face turns red as she stands there gawking at you and before you can plead with her to forget what she saw lia walks toward you and cups your face smiling brightly, calling you her star she kissed every little detail on your face from your beauty mark to your eye bags to even the dimple you have repeating over and over again how much she loves you promising to stay faithful to her amazing one of a kind girlfriend-you

yuna

while yuna is playful and always teasing you she never once makes a comment on your body shape, you wonder if there’s something wrong with how you look, does she like it? are you eating too much? too little? hips wide? no hips? all those thoughts run through your mind as you take a moment to criticize your build, too lost in your thoughts you fail to see yuna standing there watching you twist and turn your body until she can’t sit still and gives you a back hug, resting her head on your shoulder as she kissed your neck, mumbling how beautiful you look all your negative thoughts vanish with each kiss and compliment your curved or built stature softly pulling you to the bed for some much needed cuddles

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[sona-verse01]

So, I have decided to write an Enhypen fanfiction (x female reader).

Name:

Love over Business

Main group will be Enhypen, Jay as main lead, & other members in side role.

Storyline: Basic plot (half) is taken from movie 'businessman 2', I will change many scenes tho.

Someone help me in choosing:

4th gen girl group/solo (for coupling with Enhypen, except Jay)

3rd gen boy group/solo (for parents/guardians role)

3rd gen girl group/solo (for parents/guardians role)

Send your suggestions through reply or DM or ask.

Also, there will be a taglist as well.

You can choose b/w permanent taglist & story taglist.

Send an ask / DM / reply to be added.

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[kzihuo]

Kiss me in the moonlight

pairing: choi jongho x male reader

genre: fluff, enemies to lovers, short

warnings: using "dumb" as a nickname.

author notes: sorry if this feels bland its literally 1am when im writing this

Your best friends were a true gift from the heavens to you, they are so kind to you, yet they like someone, that you hate - Choi Jongho. Since your first meeting with him it seemed like he dosen't like you. When you introduced yourself to him, he looked at you very weirdly and turned around.

When you remembered, that you're seeing him later today you lost all your happiness for the meetup and didn't want to go.

You decided to go, because it was a special night for you - it was your friends birthday.

You dressed up as pretty as you could. Something, that would make their jaws fall on the floor. Something that would blow their minds.

You've left the house and went to the party.

You saw your enemy going inside the club. You almost raged right there.

Everyone was looking at you when you walked in. They seemed to be schocked with what you were wearing.

"Oh well well well, look who came. Mister Dumb guy" - Jongho said loudly.

You stopped walking for a second. You just wanted to cry when you heard his hateful words, yet you couldn't, because you tried to show him his stronger side.

"Well, at least I don't wear stupid shiny shoes from the 80's."

He laughed so loudly, that everyone in the room heard him.

You were having a pretty good time at the party, you took some shots, did some karaoke and etc. This night couldn't get better.

You wanted to go outside, to see how it is like in the garden. All the flowers growing there were just too pretty, that you couldn't imagine any prettier ones. You saw a figure standing near the bonsai bushes. You couldn't recognize who that was by its clothes, yet you could recognize them from their height. You thought it was Jongho.

You came up to them. Your thoughts weren't wrong - it was indeed Jongho.

'Isn't this place just beautiful M/N. Too gorgeous for you to be here, haha."

At this point, you clearly had enough of his unfunny jokes about you.

"If you need to tell me something, tell it directly to my face." you said with anger overtaking you.

"I like your top M/N, it fits you well."

Those words were a suprise to you. Someone who clearly dosen't like you wouldn't say such thing.

The party ended very late. You had a lot of fun, but one thought was bothering - why would Jongho say thay he liked your top? A few moments before he literally insulted you.

You fell asleep after the day, but still your thought couldn't leave your mind

You woke up. The first thing you did was checking your phone. You saw a very weird and confusing message from a stranger. It said:

"Meet me at Kings Garden, today, 11⁵⁰ PM. Hope to see you there."

You got terrified by that message. Why would a stranger text you to meet up with you?

You called all your best friends, but they didn't know what that meant. One said that it may have been an ad, one said you are maybe stalked, one even said you might have a secret admirer.

You honestly went crazy and didn't know what to do - go there or not.

You decided to go there, but you had to get some self-protection, in case the stranger would be dangerous.

You tried to make yourself the the most fashionable and stylish outfit you could imagine. You went to the nearest clothing market to buy something that is trending on socials right now.

You went back home and watched "Orange is the new Black" on Netflix which is your favourite show.

You got very interested in watching that you didn't realize that it got dark. When you checked your phone it said, that its 11³⁵.

You got up from your couch and went straight to the Kings Garden to meet the unknown stranger.

You got there exactly 2 minutes before the time they asked you to come.

The stranger came in a mask. They did this most likely so you wont recognize them.

"Good to see you. Let's have a walk around." they said.

You got worried, because you didn't know what could happen next - they could kill you, kidnap you or anything just like that.

You got a notification on your phone. You checked the time - it said its 11⁵⁹.

The mysterious stranger then stopped and started looking at their silver watch.

It became midnight. They took their mask off and kissed you unexpectedly. The kiss felt like you were just about to enter heaven.

"M/N. I liked you since the first day I met. I didn't want to seem like a freak to you so I disliked and hated on you infront of everyone."

You looked at their face, and recognized, that it's Jongho. He was the person that you definitly didn't expect to be the stranger. Your eyes began to shine and your cheeks got cherry red. He kissed you again, this time more romantically.

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[rowretro]

LE SSERAFFIM, AND TXT MAYBE TOO BUT IDK,

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[tinykasper]

Why do people keep saying Ryujin’s a dom??? She’s not, she’s a twinkie bottom leaning switch at the very least or a twinkie pillow princess at most. Argue with the wall, not me.

P.S: Yeji’s also a switch that can either be your terp or yuor bottom. No, I won’t elaborate

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