#jeong sewoon fluff

[twogyuu]

Blue (Burgundy)

Pairing: Vernon x fem!reader (kind of Mingyu x fem!reader)

Synopsis: Your favorite color was burgundy, but this time you were choosing blue. For some reason, it was one of the most hurtful decision to Vernon you.

Genre: Fluff with underlying angst, mild crack if you squint, reel love!couple, F2???, implied love triangle, date!mingyu, bestfriend!seungkwan, friend!yeri

Warnings: None - jorts, maybe if that's triggering to you like it is to me. (Unedited!)

WC: ~1.5k

A/N: Incredibly unwell and delusional. This was entirely self-indulgent #iykyk - the struggle be real y'all 😭 This is an excerpt from my discontinued fic series, Reel Love. I wrote it in advanced many months ago (this is kind of where the whole idea for the series started!!), but never got to share it, so doing it now :) Happy reading!

The playlist: Until I Found You (Stephen Sanchez) >> Just Watching You (Jeong Sewoon) >> Flicker (Niall Horan) >> Love You Twice (Yunjin)

It was almost comedic, the way Vernon and Seungkwan walked out of their respective dressing rooms at the same time, yet you, who only exited your own seconds before, your eyes only focused on Vernon. 

You both paused, breaths being held, eyes absorbing every detail of one another dressed to the nines. It’s not like either of you haven’t seen each dressed well before – it’s just that this time was . . . different, for lack of a better word. 

New, yet somehow old feelings danced on the tip of his tongue, remaining unspoken for who knew how long. 

And there was you who gave your heart to someone else, but another held the key in the pockets of those jorts you hated so much. 

Somewhere along the way, unbeknownst to the two of you, what started out as an innocent friendship sharing pre-popped popcorn over late night talks on the dorm rooftops bloomed slowly in the shadows into something more – like a touch-me-not that survived the winter and blossomed with the kiss of a single rain droplet in the spring. 

As this scheme continued, it was becoming clear to all your friends, Seungkwan in particular, that Vernon and you were more than just the label of “best friends” you uncaringly slapped onto your relationship. 

Hands stuffed into the pockets of his black pressed slacks, the tag still dangling from the waist, Vernon took a few quiet steps towards you. Letting his eyes fall to the ground, he did his best to suppress his growing smile threatening to upturn the corner of his lips. He glanced up every now and then to make sure he didn’t knock into anything, but also to gauge what you wanted at this moment. Perhaps you wanted the same (probably not) with how you mirrored him, lifting the skirt of your burgundy dress and walking to meet him halfway. 

Burgundy.

Your favorite color wasn’t red. 

Your favorite color wasn’t purple. 

Your favorite color was burgundy. 

Vernon never quite understood why you were so drawn to this particular color, but maybe now, he thought he might – just a little. 

It wasn’t quite one or the other, but it just was. In this color, you stood out against the dark oak decorations of the tailor’s shop and the bright LED lights that bounced off the sterile white walls. Simultaneously, it was mute enough that only one with a keen eye could be able to appreciate the beauty of such a strange color amidst a crowd. 

Vernon liked it – he liked it quite a lot. 

(Or perhaps, he just liked you?)

“You don’t have a tie,” you said monotonously. Your eyes were narrowed at the empty collar of his dress shirt. 

He peered down, not seeing much, but acknowledging his lack thereof, nonetheless. Vernon shrugged nonchalantly before turning to the round table at the front of the fitting room. An assortment of ties arranged by the colors of the rainbow were neatly displayed in the form of a fan. 

He jutted his chin at the table. “Pick one for me?”

You snorted. “You’d trust me with that?”

“Better you than me.”

You gave him one last look before letting out a small huff and making your way over. You skimmed over the various patterns and colors, your hand hesitantly hovering over the expensive silks and polyesters. Occasionally, your finger brushed over the fabrics, feeling cool under your skin. They passed over the deep purples and sky blues to the emerald greens before they paused on the collection of reds. 

It was hard to tell if your decision to delicately pluck a plain, silk burgundy tie from the display was intentional or just purely by chance because you were naturally drawn to the color.

You spun around and held up to Vernon’s neck, squinting to see if it’d match his suit. 

It had to, right? He was just wearing a classic black suit and white dress shirt. 

“I like this one,” you piped up, nodding approvingly. 

“Wow,” Vernon dragged on the word, unexcitedly, a hint of disbelief in his tone. The grin gracing his face suggested that perhaps, he was equally just as content, if not, dare Seungkwan predict, thrilled.

He walked over and took the tie from you, turning it in his palm and examining the front and back. You waited patiently for him to finish and put it on, clasping your hands behind your back and teetering on the balls of your feet. 

“I think it adds a nice pop of color to your outfit,” you explained. “Something pretty, but not too loud.”

Vernon didn’t question it, only chortling softly. He peered up at you and handed it back. “Put it on for me?”

“What?” you frowned. 

“I don’t know how to tie a tie,” he replied simply. 

“But the career fair–”

“I bought a clip that time.”

You scoffed in disbelief, swiping it from him nonetheless. 

Silently, he straightened his back, rolling his shoulders back and tilting his chin up to give you space to work. 

You leaned over, standing on your toes to look over his shoulder. Hooking the burgundy silk tie around the white uncuffed collar, the few loose curls at the nape of his neck grazed across your fingers as they slipped around the front. Like your dad taught you, you crossed the thicker lip of the tie over the skinnier piece, adjusting your fingers and pulling at each end. Though your eyes were concentrated on forming the knot in front of you, you made a mental note to remind Vernon to get a haircut before the winter gala. You knew how he hated how itchy the back of his neck was when his hair was starting to get long. The thought of him whining itself was amusing and though you didn't notice seeing it yourself, Vernon looked at you, wondering what had the corner of your lips twitching up into that small smile every time you were fond of something.

Again, it wasn’t the first time Vernon has seen you this close – you’ve shared a bed on more than one occasion. Nonetheless, this moment felt more delicate than before. It wasn’t walking on eggshells, but skating in circles on a thin sheet of ice frosted over a pond. Your hair was a mess, but the wisps in your face were endearing. The silhouette of the bridge of your nose to the plump of your lip was familiar was one he’s seen a hundred times over, but never failed to spark something in him. An urge to caress your cheek with one hand and trace it with the back of his knuckle; perhaps finishing with a soft press of his lips against yours – just to make sure you were real and not a fever dream. 

“Done,” you announced softly – your voice was barely enough a whisper. Your hands were settled on his chest. 

“You look nice,” Vernon said, equally as quiet. 

They were three simple words, but you knew the weight of them went beyond the airy sound of his voice. Out of your control, you felt your cheeks warmed on their own. 

Your brows crinkled momentarily in confusion as if to force a pause of silence before you looked up at him. His face was unreadable: his hazel eyes were relaxed and wide, his lips set in a straight natural line, not a sign of a wrinkle of stress along his skin. 

Though you had all the time to question him, you were at a loss for words. As if the last grain of sand had fallen through narrow of the hourglass, cutting you off, Vernon stepped back, your hands slipping off his chest. 

“How does it look?” he asked you, casually as if everything didn’t happen. He tugged at the knot. 

“Um,” you shook your head, “Fine – good.”

“Yah! You guys look like a matching couple,” Yeri emerged from her fitting room in a yellow gown, catching everyone’s attention. Her hands were clasped at the back, holding the zipper together. 

“W-what?” you asked, dumbfounded. 

Seungkwan sucked in a sharp breath, pretending as if he wasn’t just an unwelcomed witness to the intimate moment between Vernon and you. He brought a finger to his chin, feigning curiosity. “Say? Didn’t Mingyu say he wanted the two of you to wear blue?”

You looked down at your dress, your hands coming to smooth the invisible wrinkles in the skirt, suddenly feeling subconscious. 

“I . . . liked the cut,” you mumbled. “I’ll ask them to order it in the blue.” You pointed purposely to the front, “Th-the lady at the cashier counter said they could do that.”

Tongue-in-cheek, Seungkwan wrinkled his eyebrows playfully. “Uh-huh.”

“Can I wear this then?” Vernon blurted. 

All three pairs of eyes shifted to him. 

He pointed at his burgundy tie, a small smile on his face. “I . . . like it – I like it a lot.”

“I don’t see why not,” you said awkwardly, turning back to your fitting room. “I’ll . . . come back with Mingyu to find a different one – one that matches.”

Despite the unassuming and ignorant expression on his friend’s face, Seungkwan knew that your words perhaps cut him deeper than pairing a blue dress and blue tie. 

After all, burgundy was your favorite color. 

(But this time, you didn’t choose it.)

#vernon x reader #vernon fluff #vernon angst #vernon scenarios #seventeen x reader #seventeen fluff #seventeen angst #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #vernon imagines

[prettywordsyouleft]

Incantation

Summary: With the enchantment of his voice and guitar, Sewoon was able to withdraw the thoughts of his audience to help him progress as a singer. He heard their thoughts, their issues and their dreams. But he never heard yours.

Characters: Jeong Sewoon x reader

Genre: fluff/ witchcraft au

A/N: Second fiction for this week! I’ve always had a love affair for Jeong Sewoon whenever he’s paired with his guitar… his voice is just everything to me, and so I knew I had to write something in this monthly theme with him enchanting us all! I hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 3081

 He sat on the stool, closing his eyes as his fingers plucked at the strings of his guitar in a perfect rhythm, the beautiful sounds quietening the small crowd of the bar. He smiled to himself before his voice joined in, hearing a couple of audible gasps from the audience at his tone.

Sewoon knew he sounded appealing, his voice oozing with a tone that even he himself was proud to own. It had taken years to sound this good. Countless hours of working through his vocal limitations, and many sessions of thumbing at his guitar with painful cracked skin and calluses. He had done it all to get to here. To be able to share his music with others. To captivate an audience with just his voice and guitar.

To reap the rewards from doing so.

His ears pricked as the first thought came to his mind, his eyes casually glancing to the girl in the front row. She blushed deeply when his eyes met hers, and her thoughts hit his mind in a fast stream, Sewoon barely catching all of it.

“If only I could sing a song about how to capture hearts. I believe love songs are the best!”

He nodded his head, he had sung many love songs before, in fact the song he was uttering right now was a shy love confession. He shifted in his chair slightly at his song choice tonight, looking across to you in the very back and sucking in some air before moving on to a man near you when his voice reached his ears.

“I reckon he could suit testing his power in a rock ballad. Something edgy, his voice could do it.”

Sewoon huffed, he knew he could, but it wasn’t really his style. He liked singing the way he was, and his new song was one of his favourite kind of sounds. Relaxed, and reliant on the varying shades of his voice. Plus, he needed his guitar to perform, and rock wouldn’t really suit his acoustic sound.

As the song came to an end, he sighed, the crowd hadn’t really offered much tonight. Bowing in gratitude, he climbed off the stage and went to get his drink from the bar, smiling at you from the other side of the counter that you were now back behind.

“Another great performance,” you mentioned with a smile and he nodded distractedly, thanking you for his honey water – a must have after being on stage. You had been gracious enough in giving him these every Friday and Saturday night, and he had come to think of you much like honey himself. You had stuck in his brain ever since he had met you here, and your smiles made him feel warm and gooey. He hated that you made him feel that way, especially after nights like tonight.

He hadn’t gotten anything from the crowd.

“It could have been better,” he admitted, and you cocked your head to the side. Sewoon smiled. “It’s not easy trying to captivate them sometimes.”

You scoffed. “Everyone was hanging off your words tonight, are you blind Sewoon?!”

Not you though, he thought to himself, sighing heavily. Out of every performance he’d done here, you hadn’t once offered him anything when he performed. Sure you’d smile a little as you wiped glasses and stacked them, or glanced over in his direction whilst pouring someone a drink.

But he hadn’t heard you yet. And it was driving him insane.

You see, Sewoon had tried. The hours in the studio, the vocal training, the calluses, they all came to a head one day when he was prepared to give being a musician up. And then he met some unfortunate soul at the right time for him, and the wrong time for them. They exchanged guitars, the man all but throwing his into Sewoon’s grip and taking his old, beaten, barely worth a dime of an instrument. He had never understood it at first.

But over time he realised the struggles of that musician. It wasn’t a guitar for just anyone. Because when he strummed his fingers over the strings, it made a melody that he had never thought he could conjure. And his voice suddenly fit the bill too. Sewoon wasn’t stupid, he knew the guitar was the reason he was succeeding now. He couldn’t quite explain it, but the underside had an engraving upon it that he couldn’t read, it was in a language not known to this world. He had tried to find it, and the closest he had come was to faery folklore. But he wasn’t so sure he could truly delve that deep into that kind of world, accepting the guitar had some kind of magic to it, and coupled with his voice, it made people fall in love with him.

Like an incantation, he put a spell on his audience, and hoped to receive in return.

The first time he had, he had almost stopped singing. He heard a young girl’s inner thoughts over her boyfriend, and how she wished he would realise how much she loved him. It had frightened him to look into her dreamy expression from his voice, and hear so much of what was tumbling around from within.

And then he realised how great her troubles would make for a new song.

After releasing that, he heard another voice, and wrote a song about caring for someone out of their reach. And from there he became greedy, his new songs all coming from the voices he heard when he performed. He had always struggled with his lyrics until his guitar found him.

Now he had everything going so well for him. Except you.

At first Sewoon insisted to himself that he didn’t need your thoughts, since on average he could get at least three song ideas from singing at the bar each night. That kept him busy and his music fresh. Ideally, he didn’t need you to help him with his lyrics when he was hearing everyone else around him. But over time, you were the only person he didn’t hear anything from. It intrigued him; he just wanted to hear from you once. To see what hid behind your pretty little smile that he had grown attached to. To see if your thoughts were as addicting as sinking into your eyes were.

You tapped your fingers on the bar counter loudly in front of him then, and he blinked rapidly. You smirked. “You did it again. Have I got something on my face? Always staring, Jeong Sewoon.”

“Uh, sorry,” he admitted, though he smiled all the same. You liked when he did. “Were you saying anything?”

“I might have complimented you on tonight’s song. It was, different.” He watched your cheeks flush with colour and his own skin grew hot from it.

His song might have been a bust tonight, but he was glad you liked it. It was one of his own for a change. He hadn’t written for himself in the past year since finding his guitar. But the song had formed itself over several dreams he had. Dreams of you. He had written it a month ago, and taken this long to have the courage to sing it.

He had learned that the songs from himself weren’t so popular, and should have guessed Eye 2 Eye wouldn’t be successful in drawing in new voices.

“Perhaps my own lyrics don’t do enough for others,” he concluded and then realised he had said it out loud when you placed your hand down on the bar top again. He glanced up at you, your eyes wide and shaking your head at him.

“Tonight’s song was my favourite,” you insisted and he couldn’t help but grin. But he held the rest of his thoughts in check. He didn’t want you to know just how giddy he felt then. Not yet anyway. He hadn’t made it big enough on his music, and he hadn’t heard you. As soon as he had, he’d confess.

He just hoped that moment would happen soon.

_____________________

A couple of months passed by and Sewoon was frustrated. His content was better than ever, but you were different, more distant from him. He couldn’t understand why. He had initially thought you had perhaps gotten a boyfriend with all of his stalling, and pulled back because of that. But you were still single so Gwanghyun, his friend that also worked the bar with you, had insisted. It confused Sewoon then, wondering what he had done that would make you barely smile at him anymore. You were still like honey to him, but now the kind that made it hard to swallow when you had spooned too much in at once. He was troubled, sometimes not paying attention to the voices he heard, and trying to capture your attention instead. He wondered if his guitar was up to no good, but he knew better. It was still sending out its spell, charming the audience to share with him.

Finally, you gave him an answer, though he hadn’t been prepared for it at all. He had watched you as he sung a song about two guys liking the same girl who always wore red, his eyes flickering to his subject that was a return member of his audience tonight. She seemed to look down at her red dress and then back up him in surprise, clapping her hands together and then turning to one of the guys on her right. By the time Sewoon found you again, your eyes were dark and dangerous. His voice cracked for the first time in a live performance and the crowd gasped.

He was thankful the song was quickly over, and after signing a couple of autographs, and packing up his guitar, he went over to the bar, you all but throwing a drink at him.

“Sorry, we’re all out of honey today.”

Sewoon took the water gingerly, and tried to smile. “That’s okay. Is, is everything alright with you?”

You looked like you were about to speak, but your eyes travelled around the bar for a moment, landing on someone behind him before narrowing back on his own face. He gulped, you were thunderous.

“Gwanghyun, watch the counter, yeah?” you barely got out through gritted teeth to the fellow bartender, who exchanged a warning look at Sewoon as you charged around the counter and dragged him and his guitar into the back storage room. Shutting the door, you firmly placed your arms over your chest.

“What the hell is your deal?!”

“I … uh… what?” he spluttered, your face was so twisted up. He couldn’t tell if it was anger or hurt that was more evident in your swirling eyes, and he couldn’t find his voice to ask further.

Thankfully you had a lot to say. “You’re a fraud.”

He froze.

“You know, as a bartender, I hear a lot of stories about people. You pour them a couple of drinks, and sometimes, someone will tell you their life story. I try to be polite and listen to them, but then I let their words go. How are you doing it Sewoon?! How are you hearing their problems or feelings and making them into songs?! How can you take from others like that? At first I just felt déjà vu with some of your songs. But tonight confirmed it. Jessi is the muse for tonight’s song, the lady in red! Right?!”

He didn’t know where to begin or what to say and you heaved in air, shaking a little at the confrontation. How could he even tell you? That the guitar he owns sends the voices to him and captivates him with their dramas to write them into lyrics? That he’d be a useless nobody without their support in his music. That sometimes he avoided singing songs so beautifully written because they held someone else’s pain in them? It wasn’t fair that he had zero talent to rely on. Sewoon felt his mood plummet the further he tried to find a solution.

He would need to find another bar to work in. This thought alone made him feel so cowardly; he lowered his head in shame.

You groaned. “Sewoon?!”

“I’m listening.”

“You’re not answering me though, how can you sing about others like that?! I thought, I thought you had a gift, but really, you’re just stealing inspiration from other people’s situations.”

He glanced up then, finding a small amount of courage as he gripped at his guitar case handle. “Isn’t that what artists do? Draw inspiration from others?”

“There’s a limit to it though, shouldn’t you experience it?!”

“I have,” he defended, thinking back over songs he had sung this year, a lot of them about being in a one-sided crush. He could definitely relate to that. “I’ve experienced a lot of what I sing.”

“Oh really,” you challenged, shaking your head a moment later. “I don’t even know why I’m this worked up at you.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t owe me an apology! You’re not stealing my thoughts!”

“That’s because I can’t hear them!” he blurted out, his eyes growing wide momentarily. You were silent, but appeared curious as to what he meant. He groaned and nodded once. He would tell you. He told you how he had no true talent until the guitar came into his world. That he struggled with lyrics that people could relate to. How he came to hear the voices, the muses to his songs. How playing at the bar enchanted others. Except you. And how much it frustrated him. He spilled it all out, so much that he was kind of stunned when he was finished. Sewoon had never told anyone about any of this.

For an immeasurable moment, you were quiet, contemplating all he had said to you. And then you felt the tears in your eyes, wiping at them quickly in hopes he wouldn’t see them. But he did and he moved closer, reaching to rub away the tear stains on one of your cheeks. You bit at your lip at his gesture and Sewoon only then clicked onto what he was doing.

“I’m sorry, I-”

“Who’s thoughts belonged to that one song I liked, Sewoon?” you whispered and he frowned for a moment, trying to recollect the song you meant. “The one you thought didn’t do well, but I loved. Who owns those lyrics?”

He was struck by your words, his throat drying up. You were talking about his song. The one he had written for you. It had been you that had been behind those lyrics, a sweet confession of how he loved you.

“Sewoon?” you called to him, staring into his eyes. He smiled, just like the song lyrics.

“You do.”

You were taken aback, tilting your head to the side. “You just said you hadn’t once heard-”

“I mean, I wrote them, for you.”

You stilled, and he waited with bated breath for your next reaction. Suddenly you blinked rapidly. “But why, aren’t I frustrating you like you said?”

“I was frustrated that I could never find a way to tell you how I felt, because you never gave over your inner voice, I was worried on how to approach you the right way. On whether you liked me too. The lyrics in that song, they’re about you.”

“Oh.” You seemed stuck again, and he didn’t know what more to do. His hands itched to grab you, his eyes zeroed in on your lips in the dim lighting. But he waited. You had been far too angry with him before. He didn’t want to push too hard and lose you completely. He already thought he had. Finally you glanced up at him and smiled lightly. “Could you, could you sing it again to me?”

“Now?”

You nodded. “Do you even remember the lyrics?”

He almost laughed. He couldn’t forget them like he couldn’t forget to breathe. They were embedded in his mind always; because they had been his first proper lyrics of his own he performed.

Sewoon bent to pull out his guitar, standing upright quickly as he slung it over his shoulder. He was nervous, and he wasn’t normally when he went to perform. But this was for you and you only.

He began to sing for you, his voice echoing a little in the space you were in. And like everyone else who stood before him when he sang, you were captivated. But in a different way. There was no dreamy gaze, or looking as if you were under a spell. He could see your eyes brighten when he mentioned how you were pretty in a different way each day. How moved you were when he got to the bridge, the part where he expressed his hesitations on how to tell you his feelings. He held you up to the very last line, and then the room succumbed to silence again, a slight ringing of the last strum of his guitar still in his ear.

“Do you want to hear my inner voice now?” you asked and Sewoon smiled.

“It doesn’t work that way, it happens when I play-”

“I like when you smile too. Every time I see you it makes my heart beat faster. When you get lost staring into my eyes, I’ve always hoped it was because you liked me. It gave me time to gaze at you too. My answer is yes Sewoon.”

“Yes?” he managed, his breathing feeling unhinged at your words.

You nodded, reaching forward to for his hand, gently intertwining yours with his. “You’re not a bad person for what you’re doing. But I like your songs better. You should sing them more than other people’s ones. Your thoughts are my favourite. And I’ll tell you, like you asked in your song, yes, I want to see you tomorrow too.”

Sewoon swallowed, he hadn’t expected this when you had dragged him in here. But he wasn’t complaining. Because you had answered his lyrics. And there was only one thing left for him to do. Leaning in closer, he hesitated only a second before pressing his lips to yours, his soul feeling as though it was singing its own song now as you kissed him back.

He wasn’t talent-less. Sure, the guitar helped, even now. But you had liked his love song for you.

He only hoped you’d like the rest to come.

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tripping over ourselves | jsw

⇒ summary: jeong sewoon is your best friend. he also happens to be a vampire. you’re no expert with vampires, but there must be something about his immortality that keeps drawing you to him. no way is it just his cute personality on its own.

⇒ vampire!au, friends to lovers!au

⇒ pairing: jeong sewoon x reader

⇒ word count: 4k

⇒ warnings: blood mention (it’s a vampire au, i don’t know what else you were expecting)

⇒ a/n: happy birthday to the baddest bitch i know, @sihyun !!!! i love u so much and i wanted to do something special for ur birthday, so here this monstrosity is!!!!! i could make this authors note like 4k long if i wanted to bc i love u so much. on a side note, me writing for a pd101 boy is kind of a one time thing. soz.

There’s a lifeless, colorless bird on your windowsill, and it’s the first thing you notice when you step inside your shared apartment. The poor thing’s had the life drained right out of it; decaying, rotting scent wafting through the room. It almost looks peaceful, really, collapsed on its side like it just conked out after a very long flight, feathers fluttering softly in the breeze that runs through the flat.

Well, at least Sewoon had the decency to open the window to get the smell out.

Dead animals are a surprisingly common occurrence in whatever fucked-up household you live in, though you made the executive decision a while ago to restrict the animals that Sewoon treks in to just birds of flight. No penguins, tragically, and also no rodents. Dead birds are a little less gross than dead rats. You see enough of those already whenever you walk down the sidewalk of the city center.

You sigh, seeing this as only a minor inconvenience at best, and drop your backpack to your feet, letting it hit the wall beside it. Once that damn heavy thing is off of your shoulders, you make a beeline for his room, storming towards it and trying not to pay too much attention to the lifeless creature on the windowsill. The less you worry about it, the better. If you spent your entire life stressing over the fact that sometimes Sewoon has to kill birds to live, then you’d never get anything done.

“Sewoon?” You ask, a little peeved, not even bothering to knock on his closed door and instead just barging inside. “I thought we discussed—”

Sewoon looks up like a deer in the headlights, eyes wide as the light from the hallway illuminates a bit of his figure. His room is pitch black otherwise, every part of it hidden in the shadows, including himself. His eyes are a blazing shade of red, a stark signal that he’s just fed. In a little, they’ll fade back to a casual mahogany shade. Something a little less… obvious. There’s a thin trail of blood from his bottom lip to his chin, little drops falling onto his sheets.

“You’re kidding me,” you immediately say, crossing your arms over your chest as you take in the sight in front of you. “Don’t tell me you’ve been batting around in the dark while I was in class.”

“I have,” Sewoon says, grinning guiltily. “But not by much. I just haven’t fed in a while, I got a bit desperate. Didn’t want you to come home to see me freaking out in the living room, getting blood stains all over the furniture.”

You chuckle, stifling a much bigger laugh. “You do that even when I am home.”

“But I try to avoid it when you’re not, just so you don’t scream at me when you get back,” he insists, eyes pleading. God, they always fucking work on you. Vamps with soft hearts are a deadly combination. No pun intended.

“I’ll scream at you any time.”

“Like now?” He asks, wincing. He knows he’s in some minorly deep shit now.

“Like now,” you confirm, walking into his dark room and pulling him from his bed by his shirt collar, holding onto it tightly as you drag him outside. “I thought we discussed the dead bird shit, man,” you say, exasperated. “What the hell is this?”

“The dead bird shit.”

“Exactly. When did you even have the time to feed off of it?” You ask, pushing the boy backwards, making him stumble over his feet, dazed. You peer out the window, squinting at the moon behind the skyscrapers. “The sun barely set an hour ago.”

“I was really hungry,” Sewoon admits, and from the way his eyes are still ignited in red hot flames and the blood on his chin is still fresh, you know he’s telling the truth. “It’s been tough.”

“Don’t you work the night shift at the hospital?” You remind him. Typically, this type of incident isn’t an issue, just because Sewoon kind of has an endless supply of human blood whenever he goes in for his internship. It’s a win-win situation most of the time, really. Sewoon gets his blood and he doesn’t have to come in contact with the sun, which—while it will not kill him—will give him a particularly gnarly sunburn on the skin where exposed. Vamp perks. Or not, you suppose.

“They’ve given me more work this past week,” Sewoon sighs, collapsing onto the couch as you get a paper towel to shove the bird out of the window. Couldn’t he have just done this on his own? “I haven’t had the time to feed.”

“God, I hate it when you’re all responsible and productive. It makes me feel so awful,” you tell him, rolling your eyes as you move his feet off of the couch so you can sit next to him. “You’re literally going to live forever. You have all the time in the world to be productive and responsible. Me? I’m gonna die.”

“Not soon, I hope,” Sewoon says, sitting up and leaning on your shoulder. “Nobody else understands my vampire ways like you do.”

“I’ve had to deal with you my entire life. Vamp or not, you’re stuck with me.”

Sewoon rests his chin on your shoulder and grins your way, a tired, hazy smile, and he shows off his blood-stained fangs in the process. They are, admittedly, very cute for a vampire, endearing and surprisingly fitting for him. It’s like he was just made to be a vamp. You can’t help but send a smile his way, not when it’s late in the evening and time feels delicate and slow. You reach a hand up and wipe away the blood on his chin with your thumb, letting it stain your skin and leave his skin pale in return.

“I’d rather live the rest of my days alone than with someone that isn’t you,” Sewoon says, and the line that resides between platonic and romantic affection is practically moot at this point, a nonsense concept that shouldn’t try to separate relationships into black and white. Every interaction with him that you have is platonic, but it could also be romantic if you wanted it to be.

The question is: Do you want it to be romantic? Does he?

Sewoon’s favorite season is winter. By a very long shot. It used to be summer, but that was before he turned, before he realized that he literally always has to walk around outside covered from head to toe, unless he was looking for some intense sunburn to go along with those awful shorts of his. Now, when the seasons change and he gets to bundle up under layers upon layers of sweaters and coats and scarves, he thrives.

You quite like the colder months too, but maybe that’s just because Sewoon always looks so adorable with that bright orange puffer jacket on over four different sweaters. Like the coziest, bright orange marshmallow in the world. He’s always had a particularly cold body, even when you two were children. Not even being turned into a vamp could change that.

“You look like you’d rather die than let your skin touch the sun,” you’re commenting as the two of you get ready to go out on the town. It’s shopping season (it’s always shopping season, really), and you’re also meeting up with one of his friends at a little winter music festival in the square.

“Isn’t that kind of the point of being a vamp?” Sewoon asks as he zips up that obnoxious orange coat of his. He fishes his only pair of gloves out from the pockets of the jacket, tugging them on before turning to attack his scarf. It takes you guys almost five minutes to get from saying that you’ll leave now to actually leaving. It’s always him.

You laugh. “Sun versus Sewoon, who will come out on top?” You declare in your best wrestling commentator voice.

Sewoon smiles to himself, little white fangs peering out from his closed mouth, meeting his soft pink bottom lip. “Sun, definitely. I’d be toast.”

“Ba dum tss,” you say, noting his probably-intentional pun and grabbing your bag and opening the door, the universal signal for hurry the fuck up, let’s go before it’s tomorrow already. Sewoon gets the message and speeds up the process of putting on his boots before scurrying to join you as you make your way down the hallway.

“Are you looking forward to this music thing?” He asks as you reach the lobby. “The one that Donghyun invited us to?”

You shrug, bracing yourself for the biting wind as you leave your complex. “I guess. I’m not looking forward to standing in the cold for God-knows how long.”

“You just gotta toughen up,” Sewoon says, reaching an arm around you and tugging you close into his side. “I’ll warm you up.”

“You’re a fucking vampire. You wouldn’t warm up even if you stood in flames,” you say, frowning.

“I tried to be hospitable and welcoming and romantic and you shoot me down, once again,” Sewoon says, shaking his head in disapproval. “Stop being so realistic all of the time. It ruins the mood.”

“That’s my job.”

“Ah, yes,” Sewoon nods, chuckling to himself heartily as the two of you make your way along the sidewalks to get to the town center, “Professional Mood Ruiner. Very prestigious title. You should put that on your resumé.”

“I’ll put it right next to Vampire Moral Support,” you joke, grinning his way and shivering from the cold. He tightens his hold on you, coat warming you up in place of the body heat that he no longer possesses.

“Yes, you do that.”

Donghyun is already there when you and Sewoon finally reach the festival stage, munching on some ridiculously unhealthy thing he probably got from a food truck nearby. He turns his head, mouth filled with food, and spots the two of you huddled together to shield yourselves from the cold as you walk over to him.

“How the hell are you wearing short sleeves?” You ask, brows furrowed. “It’s winter.”

“It’s not that cold, you guys are just weak,” Donghyun retorts, making Sewoon roll his eyes. Sometimes, when he does that, you get a little worried that those brown contacts are going to dislodge themselves and reveal the red underneath. “Look, I got us a really good spot near the front.”

“Whose smartass idea was it to have a winter music festival outside,” you mutter to yourself as you and Sewoon situate yourselves together next to Donghyun, who’s already distracted and paying little to no attention to you.

Even so, the crowd is sizeable and also getting very hype over the performing artists, Donghyun included. No wonder he’s wearing some goddamn short sleeves—the body heat he must be producing with all of that obnoxious jumping is probably warming him right up. Meanwhile, you and Sewoon are just casually standing together, swaying back and forth to the rhythm of the music. You probably look like the damn softest couple in the world, hardly even dancing to the upbeat song and all bundled up together, but neither of you are protesting. Sewoon’s always been quite comfy.

Sewoon turns to smile at you when the song changes, the shadow from his cap cast over his face as his fangs gleam in front of you. Vampires have never been so damn cute, or maybe Sewoon’s just an outlier. The one adorable vamp in the population of evil, rude ones. Of course, no wonder he’s ended up with you.

When the show ends, Donghyun rushes up to the two of you from where he was standing near the stage—you hadn’t even realized he had somehow moved—an alarming amount of sweat staining his shirt from all of the excitement. Only Donghyun would fucking somehow manage to start sweating while outside in the middle of a cold winter’s day. He looks absolutely spent, to put it gently, hair matted and panting like a dog.

“Wow, have you guys even moved?” Donghyun asks the two of you in shock. “It’s like you guys have roots growing into the ground, trapping you here.”

“I think we’re quite comfortable, don’t you?” Sewoon says confidently, wrapping his arms even tighter around your body as he grins towards you, nearly knocking into your forehead with that goddamn cap of his. You nod in response, though under this thick jacket, you’re not really sure if anyone noticed.

Donghyun puts a hand up to wave off Sewoon’s words. “Whatever. You guys can keep being soft here as the crowd leaves. I’m out. Catch you later?”

He doesn’t give either of you time to respond to his posed question and suggest another date  for meeting up, just bounces off as if the weather doesn’t affect him whatsoever, skipping away like a child.

“There’s that nice coffee shop nearby,” you remember, not wanting to go back to your apartment just yet. “Wanna go?”

Sewoon nods happily, releasing you from his embrace as the two of you head in the direction of your next destination. On the way, his fingers fiddle with yours, playing a little game in between your bodies until he eventually coaxes you into just holding his hand like normal people do.

Neither of you are really quite normal.

Stepping into the steamy little corner shop, your ears and nose heat up from the sudden change in temperature, making you shiver from the contrast. You know Sewoon experiences no such sensation, but you don’t really think he minds not having that human quality anymore. Not when your shivering is just another excuse for him to wrap his body around you like a fucking hot dog bun, or something. You eventually have to force him off of you—because with his overbearing body on top of all the heat from this coffee and your own outerwear, you feel like you’re about to melt into a pile of lava right on the hardwood floor—but he doesn’t leave you alone without a teasing little smile, one that is so terribly Sewoon of him.

“Black coffee with absolutely no flavor, how intense of you,” you comment as the two of you wander over to where you can pick up your drinks. In your best rugged, bearded lumberjack voice, you say, “Only real men waste five bucks on coffee that has no taste.”

“Oh, shut up, you know why I got it,” Sewoon says, nudging your side as he rolls your eyes, fake sick of your taunting. “Besides, it tastes better than whatever sugar-filled tea you got yourself.”

“Like you know what my very, very delicious peach green tea tastes like. With your taste buds, everything just tastes like blood, to you,” you retort.

“You got me there,” Sewoon says, pointing a finger gun your way as the barista hands you your drinks.

You migrate over to an empty couch, sitting with your legs pressed up against each others to warm up even further.

“Did you like today’s thing?” Sewoon asks, taking a sip of his coffee and not even flinching when the beverage (probably) burns his tongue. Oh, the life of a vamp.

“It was alright, I guess,” you reply. shrugging. You don’t have the invincible tongue that Sewoon does, so you refrain from drinking your tea for a little longer. “I probably would have enjoyed it more if it weren’t cold and if Donghyun weren’t so… Donghyun.”

Sewoon chuckles at your description of his friend. “That’s the most relatable thing I’ve ever heard.” Another sip. “I quite liked it, actually.”

“Really? You could hear the music under all these damn layers?”

Sewoon pouts, not appreciating your humor despite the fact that you’re absolutely hilarious. “Yes, and I enjoyed it. Makes me want to go home and experiment with my own guitar, see what I can come up with.”

“Oh, please don’t,” you say, brows downturned as you finally work up the courage to have a bit of your drink. Tastes perfect. “Your experimenting isn’t as welcome as you think it is.”

“I am a great singer, thank you,” Sewoon says, playfully affronted.

“Yeah, but you’re not necessarily a good ‘let me just strum random notes on my guitar and see if something sounds nice’ person,” you respond. You don’t know how many times you’ve come home from class to hear Sewoon stringing together some awful sounding melody, woken up in the middle of the night to some obnoxious guitaring from the room beside yours because he sleeps during the day.

Sewoon laughs at your rebuttal, too smitten to come up with his own comeback. “I was hoping you’d like it, that’s why I invited you to it.”

You chuckle. “Ah, geez, thanks. Thought I was just invited because I’m your sad mortal roommate.”

“That too,” Sewoon jokes, earning a gasp and a light smack on the shoulder from you. “I’m kidding. I really did think you’d like it, though. Was considering taking you out to another festival like this one when it gets a bit warmer.”

You narrow your eyes, taking a hesitant and drawn-out sip of your tea. “Did Donghyun set you up to do this?”

“No! All me. Thought we could go together, do some festival-y type things and listen to good music,” Sewoon says, grinning and hopeful.

It sounds suspiciously like a date to your ears, but you suppose that friends can have dates. Very romantic-sounding dates. Sewoon’s playing some sort of game here, but you’re not sure if you ever read the instruction manual, so you’re kind of just bullshitting your way through it. But a date—romantic, platonic, pathetic, whatever—with Sewoon is something you find you can never really resist.

One plus side to your best friend-slash-vamp being your long-term uni roommate is the fact that the both of you are typically awake at the same time. This can mostly be chalked up to your absolute shit sleeping schedule and the fact that he has to try and be as awake as he can during the night, since he can’t really do much besides mope in a dark room with the blinds drawn when it’s day.

Truth be told, even before Sewoon turned, he always had kind of a terrible sleeping schedule, always calling you up in high school at three in the morning to go and have some ridiculous escapade in the local park, go to a gas station convenience store and buy an obscene amount of chips before pigging out on the sidewalk. Sewoon really was just meant to be a vampire. Hardly anything changed—other than his unyielding need for blood—when he was bitten. Jeong Sewoon is still Jeong Sewoon, fangs or not, and you are still his best friend, vamp qualities and all.

He doesn’t have his internship this week—something about overstaffing and boring patients and shift cuts that you didn’t pay much attention to—and he doesn’t have class either because he takes it online (so he can do it at night), so he’s kind of just… always at home. Always. To be quite frank, you don’t really like leaving Sewoon at home alone. Not that he’s been known to you to throw massive parties or constantly bring home one-night stands (in fact, he never does the latter), but this whole vampire thing is still a bit new to the both of you. There could always be this one weird trait that could pop out of nowhere and burn the whole damn complex down, and you don’t like taking that chance.

The relationship you have with him is a little weird. You’re not necessarily his caretaker, because he knows how to deal with his own shit most of the time, but you’re also not just his best friend-slash-roommate that just so conveniently happened to want to share an apartment with him. There’s this peculiar mix of friend, guardian, guide, and another thing you don’t like putting a name to.

That thing that makes you think that half of the time there’s some romantic connotation with whatever the hell you’re doing with Sewoon. Whatever it is.

At least you can go to class with peace of mind, knowing that Sewoon typically just keeps himself busy when you’re not there with naps, schoolwork, or that beat-up old guitar that drives you nuts. The one that makes him hiss at you when you try to touch it.

You come home on a Friday night to one of the nicest scenes you think you’ve ever seen in the history of your friendship with Sewoon. Candles are lit all around the living space (you didn’t even know you owned candles) and there are Christmas lights decorating the walls. Sewoon sits on the couch, not a dead animal in sight, curled up in several layers of blankets and duvets and sheets, and a DVD case rests on your coffee table.

“The hell is this?” You ask, mostly in awe as you look around, dropping your bag onto the floor beside you.

“Movie night, except I took the liberty of setting the mood,” Sewoon says, clearly proud of his work.

“What movie are we watching?” You ask in disbelief, settling in on the couch next to him.

“Zootopia,” Sewoon says as he presses a couple of buttons on the remote, bringing the two of you to the loading screen.

“Wow, very romantic. Animals walking on two feet, damn, it just gets you,” you comment sarcastically.

“Leave me alone, I know we both like this movie, so we’re watching it.”

“You know me so well,” you mutter as you let your head rest in the crook of his neck, heaps of blankets covering your bodies.

Surprisingly enough, the movie goes on perfectly and without any interruptions from Sewoon, who is notorious for pausing the movie every five minutes to say something. He just lets his arm tug you in closer as you snuggle together on your sad little couch in this homely apartment. Sewoon always laughs at the worst parts, though, and typically you’re just a little annoyed by the timing but tonight, you can’t help but relish in the sound of his giggles, heart racing when they begin and dropping when they end.

You’d be a fool to not notice the definite romantic aura this entire movie night possesses, from the candles to the blankets to the fairy lights. Even so, you swear to yourself that you’re just friends, that maybe Sewoon’s doing all of this just for fun because you guys are just friends and you’ve always been just friends and that’s how you think you’ll always be. Friends do this type of stuff for their friends? Right?

You’re almost half-asleep by the time the movie draws to a close, Shakira’s voice fading out as Sewoon lowers the volume.

“Sleepy?” He asks, voice thick with tiredness himself.

“Just a little,” you say, trying to hide it even though you know he can see right through you. “What was all of this for, anyway, Sewoon?”

Sewoon blushes a little, eyes glowing a dark burgundy in the candlelight. You’ve never seen them this shade before. “Just a thing for you.”

“For me?”

“Yeah, can’t you tell? I care about you a lot, Y/N. I never want you to leave my side,” Sewoon hums softly, and you have no idea what he’s going to say next, what else he’ll do to sweep you off your feet, until he presses his lips to yours.

This is easily the most lighthearted kiss you’ve ever had, no teeth or tongue, just a child’s playground kiss. Just his lips on yours. It makes you gasp ever so slightly, but immediately you melt into the feeling, smiling on his lips.

“So, how about it?” Sewoon asks, beaming and hopeful and promising. He’ll give you the world if it means your happiness. “Will you accept my very cheesy confession?”

You laugh into your hand, almost too in shock to say anything. Almost. “You’re such a soft vamp, Sewoon, but of course. Always. It’s always been you, Sewoon.”

Grinning in the candlelight, his fangs have never looked better.

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[wannabeone-blog]

Jung Sewoon Best Friends to Lovers!

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you met Sewoon on the first day of middle school

you two were in the same class if fifth grade and were seatmates and alway partners for projects

but it wasn't bc you two were friends

you two were the outcasts

neither of you had any friends in the class so you two were often left with each other as choice

sewoon was rather soft spoken and shy around people especially girls so like

he was so nervous around you half the time he didn't speak actual sentences

as the years went on you misread that as him being into you

once you two got closer you two spent a lot of time in the spare music room

in which he would practice guitar and you would do homework and sometimes you would sing together

cue you slurring your words together bc it's sewoon's angelic voice???

you started to gain feelings for sewoon in around eighth grade and you asked him to the school dance with you to go as "friends"

you started to realize how good looking sewoon was (for an eighth grader) and how attentive he was to you and you started to fall for him

but he was still like your first crush and you were overwhelmed

nearing the end of the dance he insisted he'd walk you home

he had a cute smile on his face as he watched you spin down the sidewalk

and then he got really sad because he was moving and realized tomorrow would be the last day he would see you?

when you got to your gateway you thank sewoon for walking you home

and that's when you shyly confessed to him

and his face got so red

and he apologized a million times for not feeling the same even though he did but he was leaving tomorrow and he felt so bad bc he felt like he led you on

"i know things are going to be awkward between us tomorrow, but can we act like this didn't happen and enjoy our last day before high school?" you said

"and our last day together" he whispered

he didn't expect you to hear him but you did and you shrieked so loud you woke up the neighbors

"whAT"

"i'm moving during the summer, i meant to tell you sooner but you've been in such a good mood,"

"t-then can you come inside?"

he nodded

you ended up calling his parents and he spent the night

normally you two crash on the couch and an air mattress downstairs but this would be your last sleepover so you dragged him upstairs and threw a set of pajamas you had that were his

and then you dragged him into your bed

and normally he was too flustered to do anything but he knew you were on the verge of crying so he spent the night with his arms holding you close and his face nuzzled into your hair

which caused you to deeply inhale bc apparently the boy didn't get the message when you told him he basically made your heart s t o p

"i-i'm sorr- is this okay?" he whispered

you hummed in response "perfect"

"y/n"

"hm" you mumbled half asleep

"i like you too, i just didn't want to tell you bc i'm leaving you so soon,"

"at least i got to hear you say it"

the whole day at school you two were clinging onto each other

but it was the cutest thing

all of your friends and teachers loved it

at the end of the day he walked you to the park, and he placed his favorite hoodie in your lap

he literally wore this all the time and while it was worn out you loved it

you two promised you would stay in touch

and you did

two years later you both claimed to be over your feelings

you were there when he got his first girlfriend and he was there for your first boyfriend

in which he gave you advice

and you listened to

and he lowkey planned to ruin your relationship ooPs but didn't follow through

once it got to senior year you kind of fell out of touch

due to stress to get into a good university and pass all your finals you just couldn't fit it into your schedule to text him all the time

occasionally you'd facetime and study together but that came to a stop too

by the time you finally got into university you never expected to see him again

but there he was as handsome as ever in your music class

you almost had a heart attack

sewoon saw you too and the biggest smile spread across his face

he hugged you in front of all your new classmates and you ended up sitting near each other whenever you did use the desks

you two started to hang out all the time

and your feelings started to come back

and little did you know so did his

one day sewoon was kind of sad in class

"what's wrong sewoon"

"i left something at my dorm, i was in a bit of a rush today"

you noticed he didn't have his guitar with him

and you had a break in between classes so you went to his dorm to grab it

and you noticed a sheet of paper next to his guitar

with lyrics

and you being the nosy best friend you were, you read it

and your face flushed when you realized the lyrics were about you and how he felt

you sprinted back to the university and texted sewoon to see you and it was urgent

soon enough sewoon came out

"what's wrong are you hurt"

you handed him his guitar and the lyrics

his face flushed

"o-oh you weren't supposed to see these" he chuckles nervously scratching the back of his neck "i understand if this makes things awkward between us, i can't expect you to have the same feelings as you did in middle school"

you leaned in a connected your lips

and this poor boy was so shocked and he didn't know where to place his hands

you two are the cutest couple at the university

sewoon sings the song he wrote for you all the time

you might have to take the lead in the relationship sometimes bc this boy is too shy for it

if you compliment him he blushes and his voice will get a little shaky or softer bc he's flustered

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[tenderlyrenjun]

Don't Show It | HRJ

There is this inherent taboo about dating you, Jisung's older sister, and Huang Renjun crossed that line. Well, he crossed that line last year, but he patched it up!! He broke up with you after you helped Jisung move into his own room and has barely looked back, and it's not hard, since you have your own busy, busy life. But then Jisung starts complaining that he misses you, starts trying to coax you into joining him and his friends again, and Renjun panics, making it really easy for Jisung to put two and two together.

angst, fluff, a few comedic scenes, smut, best friend's sister, older reader, PhD student reader, idol dreamies, strangers to friends to lovers to exes to strangers back to lovers

"I'll go pay for the meal," you whispered to Jisung, a hand on his upper arm, "Be right back."

He nodded his head singularly, elbows on the table, wide toothy smile pointed at Jeno, who engaged him in conversation. On his other side, Renjun got up too, obvious by the way his chair scraped against the wooden floor and the way he pushed past Jisung, having sat next to the wall.

Jeno leaned over the table, Chenle and Haechan following too, Jaemin and Mark reclining still. "Do you think Renjun has a crush on her?"

"Ayeeee," Jisung cut through at normal speaking decibel. Renjun would have told him; they're best friends and they talk about everything. Jisung pushed Jeno back to sitting, a new smile fighting its way under his rosy cheeks. But he looked back at the register, trying to find you and Renjun. When he did, Renjun wasn't fiddling with his hands or making small talk. Nope, his hands were in his pocket; he was looking at the line; he was speaking softly to you, a kind of indifferent expression on his face until you smiled at him. Jisung returned to the conversation with his friends.

"No," Jaemin answered, shrugging. "She's not his type anyways."

Jisung nodded along. That was half-true. But you both share him, meaning that there had to be some overlap, or did Renjun not like people who had similar morals and values and interests? Jisung didn't know. They didn't talk about that stuff. It never comes up.

Now, Jisung stands, temporarily frozen, in front of Renjun, who repeatedly fixes his hair behind his ears and stutters out a paragraph of apologies. Memory after memory floods his brain, showing him just how oblivious he was to it all. He even made up excuses for why you no longer wanted to hang out with him and his friends(!): your second year at SNU was tougher, so you needed more time to study; you have your own friends and life, so he cannot expect you to be attached to his hip; you already saw Eternals with your older brother, so you couldn't go with him and Renjun. Jisung's mouth gradually falls open, and his hands flex into fists. There was this one time when you helped him move into his own room and you left before he could even say goodbye - that was your last appearance at his dorm, aka when Renjun broke up with you.

Jisung lunges.

"You dated my sister?? I'll fucking kill you!"

mini-playlist: shouldn't be by luke chiang | so close by jon mclaughlin | almost is never enough by ariana grande and nathan sykes | white by jeong sewoon

#renjun x reader #fear. park jisung #nct angst #/previews #again ... not real. I've just been thinking about this a long time ha

[produce101imagines]

Sewoon Ponyo AU Genre: fluff Member: Sewoon (who else for a Ponyo AU lol) Summary: You find him in a toilet but end up falling for him lol 

 •You were taking a shower and right when you step out you go near your sink 

•And W T F you see some little shit crawl up from the drain 

• Scared, you run to your room, quickly get dressed, and head to the kitchen to get a knife 

• You rush to the bathroom to kill the damn blob only to find it gone 

• you hear a voice telling you not to kill it

• You couldn't detect where the thing was but you knew it was in the bathroom 

• Checking everywhere, you finally realize there was one place you didn't check, the toilet 

• Lifting up the lid you see it it was lowkey kinda cute so you spared its life 

• You decided to flush it down the toilet 

• Putting your fingers on the handle, you hear the thing say "WAIT" 

• Startled, you release your fingers from the handle and instead choose to listen to what it has to say 

• "I'm the goldfish prince and I was forbidden from coming to the surface so if you flush me down this toilet I will die" 

• "How would you die?" 

• "Where do all drains lead to?" 

• "The ocean. OHHHHHH" 

• "Please I can't go back the ocean is scary and terrible!! HAVE YOU SEEN THE CREATURES THERE??? THEYRE UGLY AND SCARY!" 

• You scoop him up and place him in a fishbowl (with water of course) 

 • "What's your name?" 

• "Name? What's that?" 

• "It's like something someone calls you by. For example, my name is Y/N" 

• "Aw that's cute! But I don't think I have one hehehehe" 

• "Here I'll give you a name" 

 • "REALLY?!" 

• "Of course. Hmmmm let's see. How about Sewoon?"

• "Seh-woon?" 

• "Yeah! I like it, it's cute" 

• "If you like it, I like it" 

• "Sewoon, you're so sweet" 

• "YOU REALLY THINK SO? YOURE SWEET TOO YOU GAVE ME MY NAME!!" 

•You start to hear cracking so you look at the bowl only to see him 1964742973 times the size he was before 

• "AHHHHHHH WHAT HAPPENED" 

• "Oh my growth?" 

 • "YES YOUR GROWTH" 

• "Oh um so basically..." 

• You felt so impatient and wanted to yell at him 

• "Umm so my urge to be on land will transform me into a human hehehehe" 

• "So if you want to live on land you'll turn into a human?" 

• "It's more than that" 

• By this point you were so interested in what was happening 

• "I have to form a true bond with someone living on land"

• Your heart warmed up when he said that your bond was 'true' 

• A few days pass and he kept getting bigger and bigger 

• He finally became an actual human 

• AND WOW WAS HE CUTE 

• HE LOOKED LIKE A LIL FISH 

• but his personality made up for it 

• He was still the same as he was before 

• He never left you 

 • You kinda started to catch feelings 

• Now you can say you fell for a fish prince 

Hey thanks for requesting this and I hope you like it <3 it was kinda rushed lol I didnt know the plot for Ponyo so I had to search it up. -Admin Jerihoe

#jung sewoon #ponyo #Produce 101 #produce 101 fluff #produce 101 imagines #broduce 101 #fluffy #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop imagines #sewoon #jeong sewoon #produce 101 sewoon

[kpophours]

Know my Heart

➵ Seventeen: Jeonghan x fem. reader / one shot, non-idol AU / fluff / REQUESTED

➵ warnings: slight cursing

➵ word count: 1.3k

➵ inspired by: the lyrics of Jeong Sewoon - Just U

Your gaze slides from Jihoon, who’s currently shuffling a deck of playing cards for the first game of the night, to Jeonghan sitting beside him and back again.

It’s your monthly game night, and you’ve been invited over to Jeonghan’s place - it’s actually your first time being inside his apartment. It’s stylish yet warm and cozy, which comes as quite the surprise to you. He often acts rather… cold and distant, especially towards you, so you would have expected his flat to be one of those all white ones, with marble tiles and steely surfaces, maybe some abstract paintings and an electric fireplace. But instead, it’s full of rich, warm colors, and has beautiful hardwood flooring which gently creaks whenever walked upon.

“Your apartment is really nice.”, you politely say to your host, just to fill in the silence until Jihoon is ready to deal out the cards, or some of your other friends finally decide to show up. Jeonghan’s dark eyes slowly travel from Jihoon’s quick hands to your face, but he immediately looks away again, before nodding curtly. You just sigh, lips protruding to form a small pout.

By now, you have tried almost everything to get the handsome man to warm up to you, but nothing has worked so far. He’s always quiet and stoic around you, rarely paying attention to you and not even reacting to your attempts at making conversation. You don’t know what you have done to him - you haven’t even known each other that long yet, but he has apparently already decided to dislike you. Which really bugs you, because you’re a nice person and deserve a fair chance! By now, even your other friends have already started to inquire about his weird behavior, wanting to know if something happened between you two. And as even the others have already noticed his rude and strange behavior towards you, you have finally decided to do something about it.

So tonight, you will make it your mission to get Jeonghan to talk to you, really talk to you.

… You just don’t know how yet.

After the rest of your friends arrives, the night can finally start. Over the next few hours, you play a variety of games against each other, starting off with Rummy and ending the night with your not-so-beloved game of charades. You really suck at acting out words, but Seungkwan’s funny and over the top acting easily makes up for losing every time. Tonight though, Jihoon demands the usual teams to be split up, which makes you and Vernon exchange a panicked look. You’re always quick to form a team, being close friends and therefore often understanding each other perfectly, even without words. Still, all of you agree to Jihoon’s proposition, quickly scribbling your names on pieces of paper and throwing them into Vernon’s horrendous, lime green bobble hat. Seungkwan and Seokmin are in charge of drawing the names, making a great show out of dramatically declaring the new teams. As soon as Seungkwan yells your name, quickly followed by Jeonghan’s, you see the latter one closing his eyes in mild exasperation. His reaction angers you, but you try to stay calm and give him a small smile and the thumbs up. You only receive another dark glare in return, which makes you sigh.

Surprisingly, you and Jeonghan do quite well as a team, although it still seems to physically pain him to look at you during the game. His expression turns stony, jaw ticking while he tries to guess the correct answer, coldly observing your silent reenactments of the words given to you by Jihoon. Still, in the end, your team manages to get second place, and you hold up one hand to give him a celebratory high five. But he simply ignores you again, hurrying out of the living room. You stare after him, incredulous and angry at his openly rude behavior, and decide to follow him - this has truly been the last straw now. If he doesn’t like you, fine, but he should at least have the decency to tell you face-to-face! At least you’ll finally be certain of his feelings - and can decide how to proceed from now on. Maybe you can just take turns coming to the game nights, if it truly pains him so much to be around you. Or you can just ask your friends to never pair you up again. You don’t have to be his friend, but his current, rude behavior is just unacceptable. So right now, you’re very determined to make him apologize to you.

When you enter his bedroom, you see Jeonghan standing in the middle of it, both hands buried in the soft strands of his dark hair, eyes closed and chest heaving. Suddenly, he doesn’t look stoic and cold anymore, but almost… pitiful?

“J- Jeonghan? Are you alright?”, you ask softly and close the door behind you. Seeing him vulnerable like this has made all your anger evaporate. He whirls around to face you, eyes widening in surprise when he spots you. He silently gapes at you, mouth hanging open, before he catches himself again. “W-what are you doing in here?”, he finally asks, voice soft but slightly alarmed. You stare at him for a few seconds, noticing - not for the first time - how beautiful and gentle he looks when he’s not frowning or glaring at you for once. You also know that he’s also always very attentive and nice to his other friends, which makes his peculiar behavior towards you even more astonishing. 

“Oh, I- I came after you because I-... well, I really need to speak to you.”, you explain and he takes a step backwards, lifting one eyebrow. “About what?”, almost instantly, his voice is cold and hard again. You take a deep breath and cross both arms in front of your chest, anger beginning to bubble at the pit of your stomach again. “Oh, I just wanted  to know why you always behave like such an asshole towards me.”, you reply sweetly, surprised when you see his lips twitch at your insult. He runs his fingers through his hair, tilting his head to one side. When he stays silent, you shoot him another dark glare. “It’s okay if you don’t like me, we don’t have to hang out outside of the game nights after all. But you could at least pretend to be nice to me in front of the others.”, you continue and Jeonghan actually has the audacity to laugh, which just confuses you even more. 

“You really think I don’t like you?”, he finally answers, voice low and tight. Now it’s your turn to lift one eyebrow. “Yes? You actually make it quite obvious.”, you reply harshly and he takes a few steps towards you, now almost towering over you. “You don’t know my heart, Y/N. You don’t know that I can barely take my eyes off of you every time you enter a room. Or how my heart flutters when you smile. Or that your voice has already become one of my favorite sounds in the entire world. You drive me crazy.”, he almost hisses the last part, “And I don’t know what to do about it.” 

You silently blink at him, completely stunned by this turn of events. “Y- you like me?!”, you finally ask and he begins to smile, which instantly transforms his whole face. “Very much so, yes. But I know you don’t feel the same way. And I’m just... trying to deal with that, I guess.”, he answers, voice so low you have to strain your ears to hear him. You take a step towards him, closing the last, small gap between your bodies, and take his hands in yours, gently intertwining your fingers. “You’re truly an idiot sometimes.”, you just say and finally press your lips to his. Jeonghan gasps in surprise, before quickly wrapping both arms around you and pulling you even closer to deepen the kiss. You can’t help but smile against his lips, losing yourself to his gentle touch. 

... maybe you’re both the real winners tonight.

[masterlist] | [requests] 

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Request Guidelines

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY ⟿ CLOSED

Rules/Stuff to Know:

I DO NOT write smut for the ‘00 line and younger.

Everything I write is fiction and should not, in any capacity, be taken as a true portrayal of reality. 

If you don’t add in a POV for your request I will automatically assume you wish for it to be in 2nd (reader’s POV).

POV rundown

1st POV: I, me, my

2nd POV: You, your, yours

3rd POV: She/hers, He/his, They/them/theirs

Also regarding POV, if there is no certain gender listed in the request I will assume it to be a female.

I am down to write for a male reader or a nonbinary reader, however, I need to be told to do so as it is not what I’m used to and since I don’t identify as male or nonbinary. 

Requests take time, especially if inspiration doesn’t strike as quickly as I would like. I’m the type of person that tends to dislike their writing if it doesn’t flow well, and I like to put out stories that I am happy with.

To make requesting a tad easier, and a bit fun, I made a mystery request game! If you don’t like the mystery element of it you can just tell me who you want it written for and I’ll do it!

Another addition, if I don’t write for a group and you want to request that certain group feel free to send it in anyway and I’ll see if I’m capable of writing for the group/idol.

Groups:

A.C.E

Astro

B.A.P

EXO

GOT7

Golden Child

iKON

Imfact

Monsta X

Nu’Est

Oneus

SF9

Shinee

SVT/Seventeen

Super Junior

Teen Top

Up10tion

Victon

Vixx

Winner

Soloists:

Jeong Sewoon

Genres:

Fluff

Angst

Smut (I do not write this style in explicit detail)

AU’s (AU’s are a fav)

Horror

Thriller

Suspense

Comedy

Writings:

Scenarios

Series

#request guidelines

[kpopseregi]

flowergirl. Jeong Yunho Soulmate AU ;

Pairing: YunhoXReader, Woosan, Seongjoong

Genre : fluff, a bit angst(?), chaptered

Summary : Jeong Yunho is a newbie assisting perfume maker which has fallen in love at the first sight with a blind florist while studying about flower. His everyday life changed thanks to her, Park Nana.

Chapter :

flowergirl. Chap.1

flowergirl. Chap.2

-okayy guys, this has been on my mind and ive decided to start a mini series for our ateez golden retriever mascot, jeong yunho! I will try to update often.. 💖 btw,dont be shy and request what you want and i will try to fulfil it ^^ -

Recommended playlist :

#ateez fluff #park seonghwa #kim hongjoong #kang yeosang #jeong yunho #ateez hongjoong #ateez angst #ateez wooyoung #ateez yunho #yunho #mingi #choi san #woosan #seongjoong #yunhoxreader #jongho #yeosang #seonghwa #hongjoong #wooyoung

[killjoy-loveit]

Survey Results

Alrighty, for those of you that voted, I have the official results! I will put the winning results above the cut and the overall voting results under the cut.

Winning Results

A.C.E (Chan): Something You’re Not (Spy AU)

Astro (Jinjin): Congratulations- Eric Nam inspired piece

Astro (Eunwoo): Youtuber AU

B.A.P (Yongguk): Couples cooking class

EXO (D.O): Fantasy AU, set within another world

GOT7 (Youngjae): Visits small island, funny adventures ensue

iKON (Yunhyung): Home shopping at Ikea

iKON (Bobby): Friends to lovers AU

Imfact (Taeho): Remember- Imfact inspired piece

Imfact (Sang): Teeth- 5SOS inspired piece

Jeong Sewoon: Drunken confessions of love; Gets dragged to a concert

Monsta X (Minhyuk): Follow- Monsta X inspired piece

NU’EST (Baekho): Flusters cashier at a convenience store

Oneus (Ravn): Unknowingly befriends Norse demi-god

SF9 (Youngbin): Late night phone conversations

SF9 (Dawon): Comedic fluff, a bad day turns better

Shinee (Taemin): Post-Apocalyptic AU, comedy

Shinee (Onew): Road trip, comedy & fluff

SVT/Seventeen (Seungcheol): Taking care of him when he’s sick

SVT/Seventeen (Seungkwan): Karaoke night

Teen Top (CAP): Walking dogs, meet-cute moment

Teen Top (Niel): Trivia night at a local bar

Up10tion (Xiao): Rookie detective assigned to his first major case

Up10tion (Jinhyuk): Anime marathon

Victon (Seungsik): Decorating for spring

Victon (Chan): Bowling night with friends

Vixx (Leo): Stitch Me Back Together Part 3

Vixx (Hongbin): Witch AU

Winner (Jinwoo): Soft fluffy domestic bliss

Overall Results

#honestly i'm probably gonna write most of the ideas that were in the survey bc i was attached to some that didn't win lol #but the ideas that won will be written for the event i have planned #story ideas survey #story ideas survey results #also: a huge thanks to all of you who voted it really means a lot to me <3 #sorry i can't put an actual heart emoji i'm on my laptop

[hashtagjna]

RSC [Jeong Sewoon] *Déjá-vu?*

Random Song Challenge explanation | RSC No. 3 ❤️

About: Jeong Sewoon (solo)

Song: Dejavu by Nu’est W

Genre: fluff

Summary: You‘re experiencing a strange déjá-vu-like feeling when you meet a boy on a trip - and he does too! Coincidence? Fate?

Wourd Count: 1014

Written by: Admin Arin

Author’s Note: I think this song is such a good match for Sewoon, calm and mysterious! It instantly reminded me of his 20 Something MV, so inspired this story a lot ❤️

~

You were sitting on the cold stone slabs of the broad stairway going up to a huge, fancy fountain. From time to time you felt some water droplets hitting your arms, because some children were wildly running around, playing with the water. You heard their happy laughters and giggles, in between the countless voices of a bunch of tourists, and seemingly the mom calling something in a language you couldn’t understand.

It has been almost two hours since you arrived in this city. You had never been here before, so you didn’t really know what to do - that you wanted to go on this trip without any kind of planning also didn’t help in that matter. You pulled your big brown suitcase closer to you, when you suddenly remembered that you bought a new sticker for it at the post office, when you ambled through the train station. While you were fumbling to get the backing paper off the sticker, you couldn’t help but to think of the guy you saw in the train station.

Several hours ago you settled down in your compartment on the train. It was one of those really old, nostalgic vintage style ones. You always wanted to go on a trip with one of those. A trip without any beforehand planning, just you and your suitcase. Just hopping on an old train, without a fixed destination, just enjoying the ride and hopping off at a station in a city that seems nice. You could finally realize that dream, which made you very excited. Looking at the worn down, but still fancy interior in a 60s style made you calm down again, feeling a nice wave of nostalgic calmness. Scanning every detail of the flowery patterns of the different fabrics incorporated into the interior design, you didn’t even notice that the train started its journey already.

During the whole ride you couldn‘t take off your eyes from the landscape rushing by. Alternating between little villages and pure nature, there were so many details to discover. The hours just flew by, until you saw a bigger city get closer in the distance. You decided that this city will be your destination, and you quickly packed your stuff together. After jumping up excitedly and a quick glance to check if you forgot anything, you left the compartment and made your way to the door area. You already felt the train getting slower, which fed your excitement even more. Being the first passenger on this part of the train to be ready to get off, you stood right in front of the door, looking outside the little window, exclaiming a few little oohs and woahs - not paying attention at all, if anybody was watching you from behind.

The train finally came to a halt, and as soon as the door was open you jumped out. Strongly gripping the handle of your suitcase, you couldn‘t help but stand there and admire the beautiful, vintage looking roof of the train station - until you were violently ripped out of your trance by someone bumping into you from behind, who was likely one of the other passengers exiting the train after you.

After turning your head you looked into the face of a young man, looking equally shocked as you. „I‘m really sorry. Are you alright?“, he asked with the softest voice you ever heard. You just barely could get yourself to nod slowly, because you were terribly confused and puzzled. Did you see him somewhere before? Your mind was flooded with a strange, persistent feeling. Your brain tried to remember something specific, but it couldn‘t. But it strangely felt like you knew him.

After he realized that you were not hurt, he put on a slight smile, adjusted the strips of his backpack and went on his way. You couldn‘t move an inch, the strange feeling still echoing in your mind. There was no chance you could’ve met this guy before. You were really good at remembering faces, and you never were in this country before. Did you just have a déjà-vu?

Your mind returned to the present when you finally got off the sticker backing paper. Lost in thoughts you stuck the little sticker of a pine tree onto your suitcase. You flinched when you were suddenly ripped out of your thoughts again - by a very familiar voice.

„I‘m sorry, we bumped into each other earlier, if you remember. Since then I just couldn‘t get rid of the feeling that I have seen you before. Could you tell me your name?“ You looked up and saw the guy from before. He had the same feeling? Did you maybe really know each other?

„I‘m Y/N“, you answered a little hesitant, still confused.

„Hmm … I don‘t remember … Maybe we could talk a bit? Maybe while eating? I really can‘t get rid of that feeling that I know you“

Strangely excited that he felt exactly the same, you nodded quickly. You grabbed your suitcase and stood up, still looking at him, still wondering where you could have seen each other. He was quite cute, so you couldn‘t help but put on a smile. You were staying like this for a few awkward seconds. He didn‘t move, he also didn‘t say anything. Your smile faded, and you asked quietly: „What‘s wrong?“

He quickly looked down and started fiddling with his shirt buttons. „You know to be honest … I lied, I have never seen you before. But when we bumped into each other … you looked really cute, and I wanted to get to know you. Seeing your smile just now I couldn‘t continue lying to you“

Your ears instantly went bright red and your face was literally burning. „Should … we go eat something together? And really get to know each other? Oh yeah, my name is Sewoon, by the way“, he mumbled a little shyly, but with a slightly sly smile on his face. You nodded, laughing, but your face still burning hot. You found it really puzzling how Sewoon basically used the same experience you just had as an excuse to talk to you. Maybe it was … fate?

#sewoon #jeong sewoon #jung sewoon #produce101 #produce #starship #starship entertainment #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #imagines #scenarios #sewoon imagines #sewoon scenarios #writing #challenge #challenge writing #nuest #deja vu #nu‘est

[prettywordsyouleft]

Seasonal Stories / Collabs

Here are the links and individual masterlists to seasonal fictions I have shared as series on the blog.

** To find my non-seasonal stories, click HERE

[Main Masterlist] | [Request Guidelines]

Frightful October 2018 [ My FO Masterlist HERE] // [Collaboration Masterlist HERE]

Summary: During the month of October in 2018, I collaborated with my best friend Sem. Each week we released stories that pertained a theme. You can choose to click on the links above to take you to the masterlists or click on the stories I personally shared below.

Genre: supernatural / witchcraft / demons/ vampires / ghosts / werewolf / grim reaper / angst / romance / fluff

Groups stories are from: NCT, Jeong Sewoon, GOT7, B1A4, VIXX, Wanna One, B.A.P, CNBlue, EXO

Christmas 2018 [Masterlist HERE]

Christmas has arrived and bringing forward three series and a couple of collabs, along with original stories.

Twelve Days of Christmas with Wanna One [Collab Masterlist HERE]

Summary:  For the 12 days leading up to Christmas two writer friends and I each wrote four fictions for Wanna One. To check the full twelve out click on the link above. The stories I wrote are below:

Genre: christmas / fluff

Characters: Jaehwan, Daniel, Daehwi and Wanna One. Reader insert.

An Easter Collab To Dye For [Collab Masterlist HERE]

Summary: Over Easter 2019 I collaborated with my best friend Sem again to each bring two fluffy stories each. 

Genre: cliche fluff

Characters: Hoshi (SVT), Wonho (MONSTA X), Mark Tuan (GOT7), Doyoung (NCT) x reader insert

Christmas in July 2019 [Collab Masterlist HERE]

Summary: For Christmas in July I collaborated with my best friend Sem to bring two Christmas themed stories each.

Genre: christmas / romance / fluff

Characters: Shownu (MONSTA X), Minhyuk (CNBLUE), Jooheon (MONSTA X), Seunghoon (WINNER) x reader insert

Puppy Week [Collab Masterlist HERE]

Summary: A week long of puppies and Monsta X with Ashley (goodnightkisseu) and Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you)

Genre: puppy au / fluff

Characters: Monsta X x reader

Frightful October 2019 [Collab Masterlist HERE]

Summary: Just as last year, each week in October Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you) and I wrote to a theme. 

Genre: halloween au / supernatural / ghosts / demons / witchcraft / water creatures / vampire / werewolf / frankenstein

Groups characters are from: Day6 / EXO / Got7 / NCT / Monsta X / AB6IX / IKON / VIXX/ Stray Kids

Christmas 2019 [Masterlist HERE]

Christmas has arrived again and bringing forward three series and a couple of collabs, along with original stories.

Guardian [Collab Masterlist HERE] - with Ashley (goodnightkissu) and Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you)

Summary: Ever wonder what it’s like to have your own guardian angel? With our three stories, you will get to see different concepts of what it’s like having someone watch over your life! 

Genre: guardian angel au / fluff

Characters: Wonho / Hyungwon / Changkyun from Monsta X x reader

The Writers Guild [Collab Masterlist HERE]

Genre: 1800s / writer au / romance

Characters: GOT7

Love In Four Ways [Collab Masterlist HERE] - with Jackie (jackiejacks923), Becky (noona-clock) and Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you)

Summary: We wanted to show four different ways of love inspired by the Puuung illustrated book Love Is In The Small Things. Each story is a mini-series to demonstrate four love styles.

Genre: romance / fluff / love

Characters: Son Hyunwoo, Cha Eunwoo, Nam Joohyuk, Jung Jaehyun x reader

Christmas 2020 [Masterlist HERE]

It’s that time of year once more to bring in the Christmas cheer!

Easter Madness [Masterlist HERE] - with Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you)

Genre: fluff / easter au

Characters: Astro x female reader

Christmas In July 21 [Masterlist HERE] - with Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you)

Genre: christmas au / fluff

Characters: Brian Kang and Kim Wonpil (DAY6) x female reader

Frightful October 2022 [Collab Masterlist HERE] - with Sem (this-song-thats-only-for-you)

Genre: halloween / supernatural

Characters: 

#seasonal series #collaboration masterlist #seasonal masterlist #kpop #prettywordsyouleft masterlist

[haespoir]

honestly, i’d like to start this post off by saying thank you!!! never would i have thought that i would ever reach over 100 followers,,, so the fact that i’ve hit 1000 followers seems so unreal to me,, so thank you guys! for supporting my writing and dealing with my nonsensical rambling!! 

with that being said: in honour of reaching 1000 followers, i’ve decided to start a little series on my blog. i’ll be writing for five main groups: nct ( all units ), loona, twice, red velvet and the boyz. these are my favorite groups to write for though i’ve really only ever written publicly for nct. 

i’ve complied a list of 60 aus ( most are from this masterlist and i’ve just chosen the ones that i like ) and 20 songs so just pick one and send me a request! note: most things will be written in bulletpoint and this post will serve as a masterlist for everything! 

example requests: 

“competitive au #1 w doyoung?” 

“angst song #2 with sana?” 

if a prompt is taken, it’ll be bolded with the name of the idol next to it! i’ll also include who requested it uwu basically, it’s a first come, first serve type thing! you can also request more than once!

ok with that being said,,, have fun! 

songs

angst

01. [ younghoon | anon ] “love letter” jinsoul and kim lip 

02. “push and pull” kard

03. “rumor” kard 

04. “lady” exid

05. “see saw” gowon and chuu and kimlip 

06. “walkin’ in time” the boyz 

07. “hard to love” bol4 

08. “destiny” lovelyz 

09. “we were in love” t-ara and davichi 

10. “dont recall” kard 

fluff

01. “hi” lovelyz

02. [ donghyuck | anon ] “walk u home” nct dream 

03. [ heejin | anon ] “what is love” twice 

04. [ jaemin | anon ] “shine” pentagon 

05. “imagine” bol4

06. “nevermind” jeong sewoon 

07. “real man” the east light

08. [ doyoung ] “a girl like me” gugudan 

09. [ yuta | @jenofanclub ] “heart attack” chuu 

10. “the day of confessing my love” jo kwon 

aus

roommate aus

01. friend of a friend needs a place to stay before they get evicted

02. my roommate fell nd broke their arm in the shower,,, what do i do

03. [ yeri | @najaeminclub ] new roommate cooks for the first time and almost burns the house down

04. overheard you singing in the shower you sound angelic 

05. [ doyoung | anon ] your clothes ended up in my laundry and now im wearing your favorite tshirt 

enemies to lovers au 

01. you’re a jerk barista who purposely screws up my name when i order 

02. [ jihoon | @lovejihoonie ] you saw me crying and you weren’t supposed to,, why are u trying to hug me 

03. you come to the restaurant i work at and choose me as your server every time just to annoy me nd i can’t do anything or i’ll get fired

04. [ yuta ] look i know we haven’t said anything nice to each other for years and this is a bit sudden but can you hold my hand and pretend to be my partner for the next few minutes cause my ex is coming over and i can’t be on my own for this so lets just pretend we aren’t mortal enemies okay? omg, you’re saying nice things about me and your arms are around my waist and my heart is pounding in my chest and oh god no out of all the people i could crush on why you?

reincarnation aus

01. [ jaehyun | anon ] i meet and fall in love with you in every lifetime at the same age but your age is always different so it never works out and for the first time i’m meeting you when we’re the same age and i’m horrified that i might fuck this up

02. [ doyoung ] i skipped like four cycles of reincarnation and i know you’re pissed at me for leaving you all those lifetimes but it wasn’t my fault please please will you take me back

03. [ yukhei | anon ] i don’t know how to tell you this but the reason you didn’t see me in our last reincarnation cycle is because for some fucked up reason I was reincarnated as your dog

04. [ taeyong | @najaemini ] we keep reincarnating as people who speak different languages and it’s kind of pissing me off because i can never initially confirm if it’s you but at least i keep learning a bunch of cool new languages each lifetime

height difference aus ( specify who is the tol nd who is the smol pls !! ) 

01. [ jacob | anon ] you were trying to reach for a box of cereal and a whole shelf’s-worth of cereal boxes fell on you here let me help

02. [ jeno | anon ] we’re both baristas and sometimes i have trouble reaching for things and i show up to work one day to find a personalized stool with hearts and my name on it i hATE YOU 

03. we’re in art class tgt and i just opened a cupboard to find a tiny person (you) squished inside and you just looked at and said “shh i’m hiding” we’re on the bus and im really not trying to take up your space im sorry i just have rlly rlly long legs 

04. [ juyeon | @jenofanclub ] you’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting vry suspicious

05. you’re super short and i’m sorry but it’s really really cute whenever you try to reach that book on the top shelf here lemme help you- oh no don’t be embarrassed, your face is all red and you’re even more adorable now i am going to die

competitive aus

01. [ jaemin ] we’re both ‘team leaders’ at a summer camp for little people and you may be hot but goddammit my collection of twelve-year-olds are going to beat yours into the dust

02. i used to be the best baker in the neighbourhood but then you showed up at Mrs Appleby’s 80th birthday with a stack of brownies which almost gave me an orgasm my honour is at stake and im going all out for the next event

03. [ renjun | @najaeminclub ] a mutual friend invited us to their laser tag party and we’re the last two alive on opposite teams and goddammit if im going down you’re going down with me

04. you’re going to be at the halloween party and you’ve won best costume for the past three years but this year i am wearing the best costume ever if you defeat me i will eat my - wait you actually look really cute when did you turn hot what the fuck um

05. [ donghyuck | anon ] we’re always making stupid bets like ‘bet you can’t drink this whole bottle of BBQ sauce’ but then you did and now you’re sick and i feel really bad here let me look after you

06. did you actually just blue shell me on our date you fucker

college aus 

01. [ momo | anon ] excuse me, I know we don’t have assigned seats in college, but I’ve been sitting in this one for eight weeks and it seems you’re in my spot

02. [ lucas | anon ] bless the spring semester stage combat class for practicing on the North Lawn, because watching my crush get sweaty and worked up while pretending to fight people really Does Things to me, okay

03. i was abroad last semester and forgot to fill out the housing form, but your old roommate dropped out so hi, hey, how’s it going, I guess we live together now

04. both of us turned up at the wrong room for this lecture but don’t know where its meant to be 

05. [ lucas | @najaemini ] we live in halls opposite each other and i keep seeing you changing through your window 

witch aus 

01. listen, i know im new at this and all, but you screeching at the top of your tiny frog lungs isn’t going to help anyone, is it????? don’t you dare croak at me in that tone

02. [ jeno | anon ] we’ve been friends for years, so are familiars are really good friends with each other too. nd recently, while we’ve been doing witchy stuff, i’ve noticed that our familiars are growing extremely close and being affectionate towards each other. that’s weird because like our familiars are supposed to represent our subconscious and that’s not how we feel about each other at all… right?

03. [ seulgi | anon ] i borrowed the broomstick you keep in your wardrobe, and while i was cleaning up some lint; it suddenly shOT UPWARDS AND SMASHED INTO THE CEILING WHILE I WAS STILL HOLDING IT AND IT WON’T STOP MOVING GET ME DOWN FROM HERE I SWEAR TO GOD.

ghost aus ( in which one person is a ghost ) 

01. the neighbours asked one time if I had any roommates and i said no and they just looked really confused because they can always hear me shouting or talking to someone. yea, my neighbours think I’m crazy now, so thanks for that.

02. we’ve been arguing for a solid hour about whether Amelia Earheart actually died when the plane supposedly crashed; i don’t care if you met her one time when you were in purgatory. that doesn’t make a difference!

03. my ghost is really temperamental so i sometimes just scream “FUCK OFF” at it really loudly. it quietens down after that.

04. i’ve become so used to all the weird shit that happens in my house that when i invited people over and you were just throwing books around in the hallway, i completely forgot that they aren’t used to it like i am and now they just ran out of the house screaming. 

05. [ johnny | anon ] you’re a ghost and you scared me so much that i died and i literally rose out of the floor two minutes later as a ghost, now we’re stuck together for eternity and now i’m gonna beat your ghost ass.

06. CAN YOU NOT POSSESS DOLLS PLEASE IT’S NOT FUNNY AND IT”S JUST A DICK MOVE AND SCARES THE HECK OUT OF ME EVERY TIME

you know them but you don’t know them aus 

01. my friend can’t stop talking about how they want to set me up with their other friend so we start texting each other and they’re hilarious but shy about meeting and ALSO there’s a cute bike delivery guy who brings my mail at work and winks at me whenever i sign for a package 

02. [ sana | @jenofanclub ] i’m obsessed with a food blogger who writes about cheap ways to be gourmet in your 20s and i flirt with them over comments but they never post pictures of their face and ALSO there’s a really cute grocery bagger at the store down the street who teases me and always asks to join me for dinner and i definitely want to say yes

03. [ jaehyun | @jaehyunclub ] there’s an overnight IT person at school who always answers the phone when i call about a problem with my computer and i totally have a crush on their voice and their exasperation and ALSO the bakery down the street is always running out of my fave scones and the adorable person behind the counter can’t hide their amusement and i think it’s super rude but also super cute 

04. [ lucas | @najaeminclub ] my boss is always telling me how perfect her son would be for me and she promises he’s coming to the next holiday party and don’t worry he’s heard all about me too and ALSO there’s this dude i slept with once a couple of months ago and sometimes he still sends me dick pics when i ask him to at 3 in the morning cause seriously dude’s got a good dick 

05. our kids are bitter rivals and the only time we ever meet is when we’re both called to the principal’s office and whatever maybe i think you’re kind of cute but your kid’s a monster and ALSO someone keeps buying the last everything bagel at my favorite coffee shop 2 minutes before i get there in the morning and has heard about my plight and has started leaving me bragging notes about it 

06. [ changmin | @lovejihoonie ] i hired a dog walking company and i’ve never met the person who comes to my apartment but they leave me really cute notes and they give my dog presents and i kind of love them because my dog does and ALSO one of the artists at this gallery opening is hella cute and i want them to paint me like one of their french girls

??? aus

01. [ jacob | @lovejihoonie ] im calling to cancel our date bc im actually in the er right now, sorry,,,, i mean,,, i guess u can come here,,,, bring me fries 

02. we’re both meant to be going on blind dates with other people but we sat down at the wrong table and got our hopes up

03. a scary-looking person who unintentionally makes kids cry and a daycare volunteer meet at a children-filled park

04. [ sunwoo | anon ] you’re infamous for being an asshole nd i had to sit next you in class. turns out you’re kinda nice one-on-one. 

05. i let you cheat with my answers on a test and then you got the highest grade possible nd now you owe me a HUGE favour.

06. i just got bowled over by your huge-as dog in the park nd now you’re profusely apologizing while trying to hold your dog off 

07. [ kun | anon ] i kind of naturally spoil people and like taking care of them, you’re always getting sick in class / feeling down in class nd omg i think the teacher ships us???

08. [ yuta | @najaemini​ ] you always like to make me embarrassed by leaning in too close or hitting on me, but i’m used to it now nd one day i decided to retaliate

09. [ ten | anon ] ok so when we were little i accidentally mentioned that i had a crush on you but i always thought you didn’t hear me because you just looked at me weird and never commented but now we’re in high school and omg you just introduced me as your boyfriend/girlfriend/datemate wtf we never discussed this!!!

10. [ donghyuck | anon ] why are you so clingy people will think we’re dating- i know we are but you’re the one who wants it to be secret you moron!

11. [ taeyong | @najaeminclub ] i understand that you’re my bodyguard but that was a freaking FRISBEE not a nuclear bomb jesus christ- hey why are you still on top of me and why have i not noticed how beautiful you are? 

12. you’re so perfect and i’m in love with you but i’ve never actually met you and you keep avoiding meeting up, so i called nev and max to help me figure out whether or not you’re catfishing me

13. [ irene | anon ] you had a party and i got really drunk and stole your toaster, so i showed up the next day to return it and you were really hungover so i made you breakfast (but i burnt all of it)

14. [ jungwoo | anon ] you have dimension-jumping powers and you’re mad that literally EVERY OTHER VERSION OF YOURSELF is dating ( insert idol ). then ur idol asks u out and is confused when u screams ‘FUCKING FINALLY, JACKASS!’

15. [ hyunjae | anon ] i suggested we play spin the bottle so i could kiss you, but now everyone else is kissing you except me :/

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Alpacas Over Flowers

who? : MXM’s Im Youngmin fluff bullet-point ver. 

the ‘Our Two Lips’ flower boys LDH PJH PWJ KJW

LGL [ coming soon ] | JH [ coming soon ] 

blog navigator. ndlahdkdhdj last few instalments of the flower boy AU series….for now. Please don’t request anymore for this series until further notice but I thank you to all who requested, these were really fun to write and experiment with but it is not something I want to dwell on for too long. I don’t think I’m very good at it either…lol rip. There’s still Guanlin and Justin left. Since it is October, it’s time to get spooky. 👻 Request Halloween, fall-related things, please! Never had a go at them but I will try. Thank you so much to everyone who has contributed to this series, especially all the sweet and kind comments you guys leave. 💕 It was fun, and until Guanlin’s! - Admin L

• so there’s this cute adorable lovable amiable guy in your uni lecture • you have a major • major • major crush on him but honestly, who doesn’t ??? • but he doesn’t attend classes very often bc he’s sick • jokes • he’s just out there being an underground rapper • you don’t really pay attention to that scene but your best friend found out and pretty much told the whole squad • and she also spilled the part where you really liked him • wow thanks a lot andrea 

• 2017 best friend award • it’s embarrassing asf • now everyone ships you too together • Jinsoul offers to accompany you to one of his gigs but you decline since it’s super close to mid-terms and you aren’t sure how Youngmin can keep his grades, music and life balanced • plus, you can’t exactly picture cute, red haired Youngmin with an alpaca keychain on his backpack as a rapper • let alone one that spits utter fire • it’s lit 🔥🔥🔥 • you listened to two seconds of his diss track for Mnet and shut your laptop • contemplating life and sobbing over how good he was • it was that good • howdareyoumnet • the track was titled was titled SnakeNet™ ft. Park Woojin • bouta catch snakes with my net • * insert badly edited picture of Admin L swinging a net at Mnet and SM * • I need to stop making Mnet snake jokes i’m sorry • so • yeah, Woojin, that shy, awkward kid who majored in dance • Brand New College thrived with the talent • so anyway, your alpaca boy rarely came to class but whenever he did, you tried to sit as near as him as possible • he radiated sunshine and happiness • it made you all fuzzy and happy on the inside too, it was like he rarely had a bad day • trying to suck some of that positive energy • moving on…………….. • somehow, you always ended up like three seats away • Youngmin seemed to always be flanked by his best friends, Jeong Sewoon and Kim Donghyun • they always protected him from the world • asdfghjkl stop separating me from my man • but it’s cute to have such an amazing protection squad, they’re a force to be reckoned with • one day, you decided to approach him after your lecture • yes you did it • two steps away • his back was towards you, displaying some expensive brand of the shirt he wore • one!!! • unfortunately, he seemed to be hurried and rushed off,  a few pieces of paper dropped out of his backpack • even his cute little plushie alpaca keychain thudded to the ground • “hey! Youngmin!” you had yelled but he was already dashing down the corridor with his friends struggling to keep up • you were the last one in the lecture hall • deciding to return it to him another day, you picked up the soft plushie and the sheets of paper that fell out of his bag • c'mon you were a decent classmate • as you shuffled through the papers, a pastel coloured flyer fell out from one of them • it was very pretty • puzzled, you picked it up and examined it • “Our Two Lips?” • you showed it to the queen of knowing everything that happened in your city, Jennie • “ahhh, so the rumours are true.” she said, amused • furrowing your brows and frowning, you cocked your head to one side “what?” • “ahhh, Im Youngmin, Park Woojin and Lee Daehwi are rumoured to have been hired to work at this new cafe” • you swore you walked passed the place before when it was all boarded up and had no clue what tf it was • you nodded as Andrea cackled away • “oh my god Y/N you would love that place so much” • your friends confused you beyond imagination • “huh, why?” • Jennie and Andrea burst into laughter • “It’s a flower boy cafe!” • oh my god • w a s t e d • i’m still confused by this idea though…never heard of it until now and even though I’m able to grasp the basic concept, idk much i’m sorry :(( • okay just imagine • Im Youngmin as a barista • Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips wearing a flower crown • Red-haired Im Youngmin as a barista in a flower boy cafe, Our Two Lips, wearing a flower crown as he serves you coffee • and food • food is important I hope you guys are eating well • you pretty much spit out a bunch of gibberish as your face becomes tomato red • “Oh! Wasn’t your last lecture today? Looks like you’ll have to visit him if you want to return his charm” • a s d f g h j k l • you really can just wait until the summer is up but that’s mean and he might want his charm back immediately • of course, he loves his charm, it is adorable • you love it too • it’s a soft, small plushie that has been patched on the side • :“) • you make it sit on your bed side table so it’s the first thing you see when you wake up and the last thing you see when you sleep • also because you’re scared of losing it • how would you explain to the flower boy? • it takes you a couple of days to visit the place • a few of your classmates went on the opening day • it’s safe to say they almost fainted from the cuteness • they facetimed you right after • "oHMy gOD y/N yOu goTTa cOMe anD SEE YounGMIn” Jinsoul yelled as she shakily held her phone • “yO i’m shOokeTH” - Andrea, about the cafe, 2017 • “bye bye sweetie” • honestly, you were a anxious mess, your palms were sweating, your legs felt like jelly • it’s just to return his charm! • and his lecture notes • calm down!!!!! • nah • you fretted about it until you reached the cafe and put on a fake relax look • the plan was simple, approach the counter, ignore the food, pass Youngmin his charm back and leave • that was the original plan • until you saw how breathtakingly beautiful he looked • it was probably the first proper glance you had gotten at him • that was not from your seat, far away, through the lens of a pair of binoculars, like a creep • “hello! I’m Youngmin, and I’ll be your flower,” proceeds to grab a rose out of his apron pocket, “boy for today” • you weren’t joking when you said you felt a teensy bit light headed • your hand closed around the plastic-wrapped rose and you stared at it in awe • stick!! to!! the!! plan!! • you cleared your throat, “actually-” • “ahhh, table for one” • youngmin wasn’t being rude - at least he hoped you thought so- he just wanted to get to know you a bit better, plus, you willingly came to the cafe • “you’re in the same friday and wednesday lecture as me right?” he asked as he escorted you to your seat, ignoring your reluctant protests. Youngmin was going to keep you here • “um yes.” you replied softly, heartbeat accelerating by the seconds • he nodded, “ahhh, no wonder your face seemed familiar” • eye contact, charming smile, faint tinges of pink of his cheeks • “i knew i’d never forget a beauty like you” • he left you with the menu and your red face with a disorganised plan • that boy is smooth • @ Youngmin, I see you • it’ll be rude if i reject him as a server…..no i can’t do that • you ordered something because you were hungry though, it seemed too good to resist • “what’s a beauty doing here all alone?” Youngmin posed as he collected your menu • you mumbled out an incoherent, embarrassed reply • he chuckled, “will my aegyo get you to open up?” • instead of speaking, you plucked the plushie charm from your pocket. “i found this in the hall the other day, I figured I should return it.” • “oHmYgoD!” • truthfully, Youngmin allowed it to fall, hoping you would return it and take it as a sign • Donghyun had taught him a trick or two on how to be the nation’s boyfriend and he was ready to win your heart • “are you serious? I went crazy trying to find this! Thank you so much! Isn’t your name y/n? Can I call you that?” • he appeared a little flustered and surprised, clutching his plushie close • he genuinely treasures his plushie okay, fight me • it was cute • ugh • “y/n, and yeah sure” • Youngmin opened his mouth to speak but he was called away by another server. He smiled apologetically and thanked you again, promising to be back with your order soon • you scrambled to text your friends but your hands were trembling like a leaf that you missed all the keys • do leaves tremble? • your texts to them were a mess but they got your drift anyway • Youngmin arrived with your order, “I’m here to give you your food and my heart.” • you really couldn’t help but burst into giggles • “will you accept it, Y/N?” • beaming brightly, you nodded but was still unable to keep the laughter at bay • youngmin chuckled along with you • boi i kid you not hearing his laugh was a blessing • b l e s s • since the cafe was pretty empty, Youngmin settled down in the seat across from your own because “everyone should have company” • he wasn’t much of a talker but he was a good listener, the more he warmed up to you the more he spoke • his eyes lit up when you mentioned you listened to his mix tapes • “you’re a really great rapper” • he just blushed and mumbled a 'thank you’ in reply, the ability to speak left him • “ahh, t-thank you.” • you took note of how well his red hair contrasted against his peach coloured flower crown. It only made him all the more charming and prince like • Youngmin’s company was enjoyable and you could foresee him becoming one of your good friends • you were reluctant to leave • he felt the same way • Youngmin isn’t the kind for a hella lot of aegyo but he has a way with words • even though he says he doesn’t • “y/n? do you have a map? cause honey, I’m getting lost in your eyes,” he said, tapping the pot of honey on your table • o i love puns • “you’re so sweet, are you made out of sugar?” *lifts up jar of sugar* • you’re just out there dying at his lame ass puns • but at the same time, dying bc he’s FLIRTING WITH YOU • imagine your crush flirting with you • hah can’t relate • “y/n, we’re like a four-leafed clover, you are C, I’m R and there’s love between us” he purred out, making finger hearts • you’re nearly dead and although these are somewhat awful, it’s cute • “i never knew you were like this, you never really talk in class…..” you muttered. “so innocent…” • “the only crime I’ll commit is stealing your heart” • bYE BYE IM • it gets late and you eventually have to bid him goodbye • but before you leave, he slides you a note and says, “y/n, if you can accept my love, how about accepting my number?” • “yes! I’ll text you.” • you hastily punch his number into your phone, nearly messing up because you’re still freaking out • there’s an alpaca, llama emoji next to his name, whatever you can find on your phone • suddenly, you become the envy of all the customers, especially when he gives you a matching alpaca plushie • *makes a mental reminder to attach it to your uni bag* • Youngmin smiles bashfully at you but says nothing • when you hand back the board to him after writing your signature - because you paid by credit card, he whistles • “damn, i was looking for a signature on you because a masterpiece always has one” • you are about to punch him • but only out of love • your heart is going to explode • he winks from behind the counter as you head out • “see you soon, Y/N.” 

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