#kibum always knows how to say what I want to say

[xotaemintol]

SHINee KINKS (ot5) edited

*Quick disclaimer! I know there will be some who are upset or uncomfortable with me or anyone writing smut for Jonghyun or including him in anything smut related or maybe anything fan-fiction relation and I understand and hear you, but not only have I done a poll asking what people would think with the majority saying that they’d want it, but I also think that as long as I or anyone else isn’t disrespecting him or anyone else, and is aware that it is all fiction and is making sure to be mindful of everyone, that it can be done right. If you are uncomfortable or upset by it, then feel free to block me, not in a “I don’t care way”, you can also send feedback. But I’m saying this to let everyone know that I do plan to continue writing about him, he’s one of my ults and I think that continuing to write about him as anyone does another idol is also remembering. I will be deleting anything hateful or triggering in anyway shape or form. Let’s all be mindful of each other and be kind, thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy.*

Pronouns used: NONE (good girl/fem reader implied a few times)

TWS: Breeding, hair pulling, impact play/spanking, dirty talk, choking/breath play, sensory deprivation/blindfolding, BDSM, bondage, praise, degradation, feather play, ice play, biting, cock warming, authority play, sub/dom dynamics, exhibitionism, pet play, and dumbification.

MINHO

•Hair pulling

It's pretty straightforward, he likes pulling your hair (doesn't mind having his pulled if he's eating you out), and seeing the way you react turns him on so much

-Doesn't do it often but when he does he's more of a "grab and hold tight" type than a "yank and pull type" (that's more of Jonghyun and Kibum hehe)

-Will pull your hair if he's fucking you from behind, or if you're sucking his dick, he'll grab a handful of your hair and make you go slower or he'll fuck your face and guide your head with your hair

•Warming

-He likes when you sit on his lap anyways, he loves how you’ll wrap around him and nuzzle your body against his, despite him being muscular he’s very soft and loves it when you treat him as such. So even if you aren’t warming he loves it anyways, but it just adds another layer when he’s inside of you and you’re just sitting there on top of him.

-Sometimes he’ll sit and read a book (when he’s not out and being the active man he is) and you’ll be sitting on top of him with nothing but a loose dress on and him inside of you, occasionally “readjusting” himself and pulling you down just a little more. Sometimes he gets a little carried away and instead of it just being peaceful he’ll start moving his hips and hint for you to move too (which you always do) it’ll quickly go from you clinging to him while he does some relaxing mundane task, to him slowly fucking you while you both hold each other and softly moan into each other's ear.

•Impact Play (specifically spanking)

-Sometimes he'll role-play with you and will have you lay across his lap while he spanks you, he's more of a hand guy than a belt guy because he likes to feel your soft skin against his hands

-He'll spank you if he's (once again) fucking you from behind, walking past him, bending over, in public, changing, in the shower, it doesn't matter. Minho will smack your ass no matter where you are or what you're doing

•Authority Play

-He likes to take charge and you love seeing him do it, he'll get his military uniform from the closet (because of course he kept it) and will be like "Get on your knees" and will have you hump his leg

-He sometimes handcuffs you and will pretend to be an officer, he'll be all rough with you and grope you, grind against you and give you a "pat down" That's just him groping your entire body and bending you over then fucking you.

JINKI

•Daddy Kink

-He loves it when you sit on his lap and call him daddy, he encourages you to do it in public especially (surprisingly), and will have you ride him and call him daddy

-Even if you aren't having sex, he still wants you to call him daddy, especially since he loves taking care of you, he loves how you say it too when you get whiny and call him from another room or complain and get all bratty he gets so excited

•Ice or feathers

-He likes them because they usually call for slow and careful movements, at first he thought that it would make you a little uncomfortable but after seeing your reaction he decided to add feathers into the mix. It could be included in kissing, him eating you out, teasing, and just about anything possible.

-He’ll slowly drag an ice cube down your body, sitting it on your stomach for just a second until the heat radiating off your skin melts it just enough for him to lick up the drips of water, or hold it in his mouth while he’s between your legs and since he doesn’t want it to be too cold he makes sure to keep his hands warm and switch between his tongue and his fingers. With the feathers he’ll brush them against your thighs, slowly going up to your hips, stomach, nipples, then sides of your neck, every breath, gasp, and shiver makes him feel more and more pleased.

•Choking/breath play

-He's super careful when it comes to choking you and made sure to do plenty of research on it before trying it on you because even though it's exciting it can be dangerous

-He'll wrap his arm around your throat while fucking you from behind, choke you while you're underneath him, cover your mouth and nose while he's fingering you, and even force you to hold your breath while you're cumming

•Breeding

-He looooovveesssss breeding, although he's said plenty of times that he's not ready for kids (and you have said the same) he can't get enough of cumming inside of you and the thought of you being marked as his

-He puts you in mating presses so often that you're surprised when he doesn't, he'll have you walk around with a vibrator inside of you to keep his cum in all day and when you get home he'll take it out and clean you up while calling you a good girl for holding it in all-day

KIBUM

•Degradation

-Loves calling you things like "dirty whore", "My pretty slut", "Fuck toy", "pretty bitch", "dumb whore" and more, and loves it when you call him things like "stupid boy", "dumb slut", "Man whore", and especially "Sexy bitch"

-If he's in charge for the night he'll fuck you while he's degrading you, he talks dirty to you and talk about how he's going to fuck you dumb and how good you feel, how you're such a pretty whore while he's deep inside of you

•Pillow talk or you talking about your day

-He doesn’t mean to but hearing you talk about your day and rant or ramble turns him on so much, he loves to watch the way you explain things, the way you talk and your mannerisms make him want to sweep you off your feet, kiss you, and explore every inch of your body. He especially loves it because he thinks your voice is so beautiful, he always asks you about your day but not because he wants to be all horny and stuff, just because he wants to know but every time he’s so hard that it’s impossible to hide.

-He’ll ask you if he can eat you out or finger you while you talk about your day, he won’t go super fast because he still wants you to talk but he will put his all into pleasing you, he loves it when your voice gets all shaky and you can’t help but let out small moans in between words. You can always tell when he’s getting turned on from listening to you talk because his face gets all red and he won’t stop smiling and will avoid your gaze, he’ll get so cute and shy when he listens to you talk. Sometimes he even asks you to ride him while you talk about your day or ramble about random things.

•Dumbification

-He loves fucking you till you can't speak, the sound of you babbling nonsense and shouting out random strings of pleas, curses, and jumbled messes of praise, it turns him on so much to see you so thoughtless

-He loves to see your face when he's fucking you because he can see that switch in your brain turn off and watch you go dumb off the pleasure, he is so obsessed with you looking so lewd and smiling, crying, begging, moaning, and rolling your eyes back as you cum, you look so pretty when you can't think to him

•Latex

-No matter who's in it, he loves the feeling and the sight of it, it's a healthy mixture of you both wearing it and he especially loves it when you wear it, latex books, thigh highs, gloves, pants, whatever. It turns him into an animal

-You have a pair of latex pants that hug your legs and waist perfectly, when he's subbing he'll grind against you and let you overstimulate him. But when he's domming he'll wear a pair of latex gloves and spank you with them on, or wear a pair of latex boots and make you grind against them until you get overstimulated

TAEMIN

•Pet Play

-He bought you an adorable collar, cute cat ears, a tail, and your very own cat bowl, he loves seeing you crawl to him and drink water out of the bowl, and he loves when you climb up on his lap and nuzzle into him while poking your butt out like you're in heat

-He'll fuck you on the kitchen floor while you're on your hands and knees, or he'll put a leash on you and pull it while he's fucking you and yank your collar, he'll lean in really close while he's fucking you and whisper in your ear calling you a 'naughty kitty' and a 'bad girl (I wish I could go on omg)

•Blind folding/ sight deprivation

-He likes it when you blindfold him, but he likes to blindfold you just as much. He thinks that it’s romantic that you are trusting him with your body and that he’s trusting you with his, he also likes the idea of just feeling. Following each other's touch and being so excited for the next touch, when he first told you about him wanting to be the one wearing the blindfold he was a little shy to admit that he wanted to try it too, but you were more than happy to try it.

-The blindfolds are only used for foreplay, you both like it more since foreplay is all about building excitement and anticipation. You’ll be kissing him and will suddenly pull away for a few seconds, he gets all pouty and will whine and ask you to come back but instead, you kiss him on his shoulder or his chest, he loves it when you pick random spots to kiss or run your fingers along. When you are the one being teased he likes to worship your body, he’ll kiss you from head to toe, his fingers dancing across your skin, and his hair tickling the inside of your thighs ever so slightly. He’ll pull away a few times, but you can never guess when he’ll do it or for how long he’ll do it, he thinks it’s more exciting like that.

•Exhibition

-Those giant windows in his living room come in handy when he's feeling extra risky, since he knows that’s the closet he can get to doing anything anywhere really public he always limits it to in front of those giant windows, in his car in an empty parking lot (with probably his own music playing...Move most likely lol), one of the dance practice rooms, the recording studio, an empty dressing room, and one of the bathrooms in the sm building

-Presses you against the glass while telling you to look out the window at all of the people he'll be fucking you and will be like "Does it feel good? Do you like being watched?" Loves it when you play into it and mention how it makes you excited to think about someone catching him fucking you. He especially likes it when you can't keep your voice down and will whimper and bite him to stay quiet.

•Kissing

-He has a rule about kissing him in front of other people because he knows how you both get and even though he's into public play, he'd rather not fuck you in front of his manager (in front of SHINee is a different story though but I'll save that for another day) the minute he kisses you he's itching for more

-Kisses you while fucking you, he likes to see your face when he's fucking you because he wants to be able to kiss you. Pillowy lips + A1 stroke game + Pretty moans = Lee Taemin. He'd even make out with you while grinding against you, he'll even pull you off your knees when you're giving him head and kiss you right after

JONGHYUN

•Hair pulling

-Isn't the "Pull and hold type" he's the "pull and keep pulling" type, he'll pull your hair while you kissing and yank your head back by your hair, and sometimes he'll be playing in your hair, and will randomly pull it because he just loves the way you react

-He won't pull your hair if you're on your knees but he will while he's fucking you, your scalp will get sore from the pulling but he feels so good inside of you that you don't even care

•Biting

-Sometimes you'll playfully bite him while you're out and nibble on his shoulder or his bicep and he'll give you that bedroom look to warn you, or he'll bite you and it'll start as a joke but then he'll bite even harder and will go from biting you on your shoulder or arm and then will move up to your neck and game over when he gets there, no turning back when he finally gets excited

-He fucks you in whatever position gets his mouth the closet to your shoulders, neck, and lips, he loves the feeling of your skin in his mouth, the way you sound, it makes him so excited (he's a vampire like frl) and he loves the way your teeth feel against his skin, he doesn't like it when you try to hold back and will bite him softly, he wants you to bite him to the point that he leaves a mark. He'll have you sit on his lap while he fingers you and he'll let you bite him, in short, he loves biting

•Eye Contact

-The softer sweeter side of him loves eye contact the last and lingers. He loves how pretty your eyes are, and he always makes sure to look you in the eyes before kissing you, he’ll sit in front of you and just stare for a second then lean in a kiss you, eye contact with you gives him butterflies and because he has the prettiest eyes to ever exist you love it just as much.

-During sex, he’ll go slow, caress your face, smile a little, and look you in the eyes while telling you that you look so pretty, he’d be glistening in sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead, his lips slightly red with your kisses scattered over his skin (soon to be covered by the makeup artists lol) and breathing heavily as he tries his best to hold himself together and keep the romantic atmosphere.

•Praise

-He's always complimenting you, no matter what, but you know when that switch goes off in his head and it goes from compliments to praise from the way his tone will change. He'll go from "You look so nice today." To "You're so pretty baby, who's my pretty girl? Huh?" And "Wow, this is so good baby." To "Such a good girl, you like being a good girl for me baby?"

-He'll be fucking you and will hold you against his chest from behind while whispering in your ear that you take him so well, he'll tell you that you're doing such a good job and will encourage you to be louder, he'll call you pretty, kiss your entire body, tell you that you look so beautiful when you cum for him and will praise when he's done and shower you in love and kisses.

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[cloudytaemin]

taemin as ur boyfriend pt. 2 <3

hes so adorable i cant i needed to write a part two sjdgdfh hope u enjoy more cute taeminnie :]

more bullet point style, hope you dont mind!

besides loving you at every second and showering you with attention whenever he can, since hes taemin, of course he sends you so many little gifts that you dont know what to do with them after a point

like the time you and him stayed up until three in the morning playing video games since he wanted to test out his new ps5 and the next morning you woke up to him at a schedule and he felt bad so he left you a note with the newest playstation exclusive game

on top of it while he was gone

youll play it for a few hours until he starts spam texting you on the way to his next schedule asking you if you like it and telling you how much he misses you

hell shower you with love at every chance he gets because he just cant get enough of you

he tries to cook for you at every chance and hes actually getting better but he still burns things sometimes

every time you freak over a different artist he gets jealous and says you should only love him, which, of course you do, but damn some idols are hot

he has to be clung to you as much as he can, his arms wrapped around you or your head in his lap on the couch

he asked you to move in with him after the first three months, he really couldnt get enough

he gives you one of his albums every time he has a comeback and you put it in your glass case of his signed albums because you know it makes him happy

he always takes you to fancy dinners despite having to wear a hat and glasses until you get into the private room hes booked since he has far too much money than he knows what to do with

taemin knows how much you love shinee so youll often go for dinners with kibum or be invited over to jinki's or go drinking with minho

jongin hears about you so much you may as well be taemins only interesting topic besides science documentaries on youtube

he goes on tangents about how he just watched these videos on youtube about educational topics or how he wants to try a new recipe he just saw and he just smiles stupidly while you nod and smile because you love how interested he is

he insists on hugging you every time you come home or he does, he needs to feel your warmth or something is what he always says

and of course ravi supports both of you wholeheartedly and loves to ask when taemins asking you to marry him or when the wedding is because hes just that kind of teasy person

the truth is taemins too shy to ask even though he knows he wants to marry you

i mean he already buys you enough flowers and is playful enough to make it seem like youre married

but who knows when he will propose, its just a matter of time until he gets up the confidence

#taemin fanfic #taemin smut #taemin x reader #taemin imagine #taemin scenarios #shinee fanfic #shinee x reader #shinee smut

[itstheoneshot]

Kinktober Day 9

Under The Desk: Key

!dom Key

You never got an answer from your manager, as to what the real reason was for you being hired. Whether it was for your merit, or because he thought you were so attractive, he refused to ever say. You never knew what your day was going to entail, that was always entirely dependent on what mood he was in, if you were to do your job… or something else.

Today was one of those days, called into his office just after your morning meeting, you fix your shirt in the reflection of the glass window by the door before you enter, the room is quiet except for the sound of your stiletto heels on the linoleum floor. You close the door instinctually, already aware of why you are here, there is never any other reason for it.

You smile sweetly at Kibum, clasping your hands together politely when you reach his desk, patiently waiting for his instruction. He makes it very obvious as he looks you up and down, inspecting the clothes that you are wearing, the way that your skirt cinches in at the waist, accentuating your curves. Your heels make your legs look longer, more slender than they really are, and your blouse is unbuttoned just enough to show him the tiniest bit of cleavage if he looks at the right angle. You can tell that he is pleased, with an almost undetectable smirk on his face, though you can read him like a book, so you see it instantly.

“Thank you for getting here so fast,” Kibum nods at you, “I have training I need to be a part of, and I will need some entertainment to keep me focused.”

Your jaw drops open just a little, trying to process if he is asking you to do something with you in front of other staff. He reads your mind, chuckling for a minute before he speaks again.

“No, no, honey,” He soothes you, “It’s online training. I’ll have my camera and mic off, it’ll just be us. I need to attend though, as much as I don’t want to.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, you move around to join him on his side of the desk, waiting patiently for instruction, dropping to your knees as he points at the floor. He smirks at you as he moves his chair back, allowing you the space to crawl under his desk, hands already on his thighs as he readjusts to move closer, ready to log in to the meeting, the one he really doesn’t care about at all. You feel relieved for this being your duty today, knowing that it won’t stop at just a blow-job under the desk, but will lead to so much more. As soon as you get started, there is no stopping him, which is something you have come to know over your time here.

You spread his legs, hands on his thighs as you hear the training start. Kibum readjusts in his seat so that you have the freedom to begin working at his belt, unhooking the buckle, hands purposefully grazing over his cock, teasingly causing friction with the aim to get him hard as soon as possible. Your mouth waters preemptively when your hand slips into his slacks, past the thick elastic waistband of his briefs, and wraps around his half-hard shaft. Kibum’s breath hitches in his throat, and he adjusts again so that you can tug his cock free from his underwear, standing at attention, tempting you to go ahead without a second thought. 

You expertly wrap your mouth around the tip, paying no mind to the trainer talking in Kibum’s zoom meeting, only focused on the way that he moans deep in his chest as you move your head down, his hands moving to your hair to guide you further. You enjoy this just as much as he does, eyes watering as he hits the back of your throat, being used for his pleasure only, he deserves only the best. He likes it messy, spit pooling around the base as you speed up, relying on his hands on the back of your head to make sure you don’t hit the desk above you, speeding up and slowing down in time with his moans, and the little guidance that he gives you.

With your hands on his thighs, it is easy to tell that he is close to release, slight twitches give away how well you are doing, along with his moans which get louder by the second, god, you pray that he is certain he has his mic off, listening out for the trainer who continues to talk, to assure yourself that he is not going to give himself away. His grip tightens, your hair is pulled as he forces you down harder onto his cock when it begins to pulsate, and you take one hand to wrap around the few inches you can’t fit into your mouth to stroke him in time with the repeated movements of your mouth, up and down, up and down.

In an almost soundless cry, washed over with pleasure, Kibum cums for you, the familiar taste of his seed filling your mouth as you desperately try to swallow. You gaze up at him from under his desk while you do this, he has his head tilted back, eyes shut as his hips buck reflexively, desperately chasing the orgasm you have given him, and you don’t slow down until he has to drag you off his cock.

“I needed that,” He murmurs, chest heaving as he moves back to allow you space to get out, “Thank you, honey.”

You try to straighten out your clothes when you stand up, and wait patiently for his next instruction, trying to ignore the throbbing between your thighs.

“You can stay in here,” Kibum instructs, “I have a feeling that I’ll need more than just a blowjob to get through this day.”

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kinktober masterlist

#kinktober #kpop kinktober #kpop #kpop fanfic #kpop smut #shinee #shinee fanfic #SHINee smut #shinee key #shinee key fanfic #shinee key smut #kim kibum fanfic #kim kibum smut #kim kibum

[pinkbrries]

HANNAH RELATIONSHIPS: INSIDE SM EDITION

[a/n: i only added the most notable relationships!! this doesn’t mean hannah doesn’t get along with other sm artists! she just has a closer bond with these groups/artists]

RED VELVET

besties with all of them<3 during trainee days you’d always find her around her unnies and following them like a duckling, especially with irene. they would always comfort her and baby her (since hannah and yeri are the same age).

she’s always sitting with them during isac’s or walking with them during ending stages at events/concerts.

irene is her mom and is always beside her, if she sees a male idol looking at her baby she instantly gives them the /deadly stare/ she usually makes every time men are around😭

wendy is always vibing or laughing with her, joy is the one that always gives her advice, seulgi is the one looking after her and yeri and hannah share the chaotic siblings energy

yeri: i remember the first time i saw hannah, she was as tall as my waist / hannah: what are you even talking about😭 you’ve always been shorter than me

they’re always laughing, spilling the tea or taking pics together. they all have such a wholesome relationship:’)

EXO

like the little social butterfly hannah is, she connected immediately with sehun and chanyeol. one day they were total strangers, and at the next day you’d find them laughing their ass off because of the most random thing😭 the shared brain cell goes strong here

there would be times that hannah would always be around the pair even during their practice (because they would invite her) that junmyeon didn’t have any other choice but to adopt the neo (adding one more parent to hannah’s list rip)

eventually she became close with minseok, jongdae, yixing and kyungsoo too, the aforementioned even having a tiny soft spot for the girl even if she’s loud af<3

the way the exos hyped her up during that sm family collaboration interview 😭 she breathed on the mic and you could hear suho saying “wah hannah so cool!!” and baekhyun screaming “hannah swag!” ASDJJFA

and after superm happened? she’s besties now with jongin and baek<33

member she’s the closest with: baekhyun, kai, chanyeol, sehun.

SHINEE

the first member she became close is key, so hannah is kibum’s adoration. literally. one day he saw the girl and went like that's it, i found my favorite neo

he is always roasting and teasing her tho😭 fans say it’s like a “fresh breath of air” seeing them together because it’s always hannah roasting the neos so they really enjoy keyXhannah interactions ASFKLJFS

*during an instagram live* hannah: any positive aspects about the military? / key: i could use my phone whenever i want / hannah: oppa? then why you didn’t answer calls!! / key: yah! you only invited me to complain about me???

taemin and her became besties because of superm, she became close to minho since they acted on a drama together and jinki and jonghyun eventually joined the club because they would always see her around the other members 🤝 that’s when hannah realized that shinee are, indeed, the most chaotic people she has ever met😭 (in a good way tho, she loves them<3)

they’re the only ones that have the “oppa” privilege ajslask😭

member she’s the closest with: taemin, kibum.

SNSD

big sisters energy<33

the way all of them have always hyped her up since always, everytime they would have the chance they'd go “hannah cute!” or “hannah you got this!”

hannah was almost tears when she met some of them when she moved agencies,,, wtf this is literally her childhood idols??

tiktok challenges? you bet hannah is the first one that gets the invitation to join

hannah thinks all of them are probably the most lovable ppl ever, fr

hyoyeon and hannah became closer because of mnet’s “good girl” and since then, hyo is always so excited whenever they have the opportunity to spend time together

taeyeon is also another member she became really close with,,, no one knows how it happened but everyone loves the interactions so !!

yoona and sunny are such supportive sunbae with her too:((

oh man, she's even close with jessica and tiffany (we love our foreign girlies) like,,, hannah you'll always be famous DKSJDK

all the snsd always look at hannah with proud eyes<3

always giving her advice or looking up after her. hannah knows she can really trust them🥺

member she’s the closest with: taeyeon, hyo, tiffany (former)

AESPA

she met winter, ning ning and karina when she started training under sm

she’s now the big sister figure for the aespa girls

has the softest spot for ning ning, but can you blame her? she’s so cute

pls they sometimes talk in tiny with her and hannah goes 🥺 these are my girlies

always hypes them up and she’s their #1 fan now

member she’s the closest with: ning ning.

BOA

oh man,,, she was SHAKING when she first met her

not a joke, even johnny always teases her about that encounter DSKJDKS

but hannah realized that boa is a humble queen,,, and hannah couldnt help but ask for an autograph for her mom HELP

the way she got invited several times by her to eat,, everyone was impressed when hannah referred to her as "unnie" like,,,, hannah you're literally so slay

boa has referred to hannah as very dear dongsaeng to her

"Hanan is such a talented, charismatic and hard working girl. She's the perfect example of what an idol should be" (deserved honestly)

#nct scenarios #nct 127 addition #nct oc #nct female addition #nct addition #nct female member #nct female oc #kpop addition #kpop female addition #kpop added member #nct au

[wooahaes]

sweet night [final]

pairing: non-idol!mingyu x fem!reader

word count: 4.5k~

warnings: food mentions, very very minimal seungkwan mentions (in the background). slightly protective older brother kibum talking about reader’s struggles with bullying in their childhood. mentions of clothing that’s left vague... and also a marriage proposal.

daisy’s notes: hehe <3

summary: As the adopted daughter of the Kim family and current heir to the    company, you have it all. An arranged marriage with your soon-to-be  fiance who you truly fell in love with, respect from your workers for  being good at your job, a good relationship with both your family and  your good friends… What more could you want out of life? And yet all it  takes is one night for everything to fall down, and one man to help pick  up the pieces.  

< previous part || masterlist || epilogue >

One of the happiest days of your life started loudly.

The sound of Kibum’s alarm in the other room was awful to wake up to, yanking you from the throws of sleep all too easily and far too soon. You shifted as you turned over on his couch, listening to the cacophony of dogs’ nails tapping against the floor as they were wide awake and needed to go out. Before you could even pull yourself from bed, you could hear Kibum talking to them--saying he was coming, not to worry, seemingly unaware that you were awake. So you turned back over, burying your face in a pillow as the sound of the balcony door opening ends the tippy-taps of their nails. Then, a minute later, you felt him smack your arm.

“You have work later,” he mumbled, still half-asleep. “You wanted to take your things back to Mingyu’s before work. Get up.”

Groaning something unintelligible into the pillow, you finally pulled yourself out of your makeshift bed on the couch. With a yawn and a stretch, you glared at him as he collapsed into a nearby armchair, already about to fall back asleep... so you did what any good sister would do, and lobbed your pillow at him to wake him back up. He barked at you to go get ready already, he would be driving you there to save Mingyu the trip (which, in your humble opinion, sounded like bullshit). He’d grab breakfast for the two of you from a convenience store if the two of you were hungry. He knew you: he knew you wouldn’t want to unpack later, which meant the time to go was sooner rather than later.

After going through your morning routine to get ready, you planted a kiss on each of the dogs’ heads with a promise to come visit them next time you had the chance, and followed Kibum back down to his car. The drive to Mingyu’s was far too quiet, but you excused it as being a product of being awake so early. You ended up calling Mingyu (who had been asleep until he finally picked up with a mumble) halfway through the drive, telling him to be ready when you got there. Kibum muttered something judgmental under his breath, and you settled back into the passenger side to get whatever shut-eye you could before you got there.

Mingyu greeted you at your door, not expecting Kibum to follow you inside. The moment you had shut yourself into your room to unpack, it became incredibly clear why he did: he turned to him, arms crossed, and finally spoke up.

“Tell me how you feel about her.”

Mingyu blinked in surprise, the question coming at such an early time it felt like his brain wasn’t fully working yet. “Huh?”

Kibum scoffed, rolling his eyes as he sat down. “Why do I even ask? It’s written all over your face: you’re in love with her, obviously.” He glanced over toward your door for a moment, waiting patiently to make sure you wouldn’t walk back out yet, and then spoke again, “What happened with Seungkwan hurt her deeper than she’ll ever admit, by the way.”

“I know,” Mingyu said, rubbing at his eyes. “She doesn’t talk about her feelings all the time. She’s getting better, though.”

Kibum smiled at that. “If she’s going to talk to someone, it’ll probably be you now.”

Mingyu furrowed his brows, looking back up. “You’re her brother. You’ve known her since she was a toddler--”

“And that means I’m family and that’s why she’ll never tell me. Some people don’t tell family everything for whatever reason,” he shrugged. “I’ve always thought it’s because she thinks she has to fend for herself. When we were younger, she always hated when I watched over her because she’s adopted. It wasn’t until she came home something stolen from her that she finally told me it was because the other kids were bullying her because she’s adopted.” He sighed, “When I asked why she never told any of us, she said it was because it would have just proven their point that she needed other people to fight her battles.”

Mingyu nodded along, taking in each fact. You’d told him a story once before that Kibum used to walk you to school until you threw a fit one day, saying you could do it on your own. So he let you go, and you didn’t know he trailed you the way to keep an eye on you. When you got lost, he swooped in and told you that you shouldn’t be afraid to rely on him (or your friends in the future) for help. That that’s why they were there: because they cared for you.

“I think she’s internalized that bullying a lot,” Kibum confessed. “Even though it stopped and, as far as I know, never outwardly happened again... I think she decided she wouldn’t depend on us for help anymore because it proved she wasn’t good enough to do things herself.”

Mingyu frowned. “But she went to you when she needed space--”

“Things are different now. We’ve fought about this a lot, and I think she’s getting better about accepting my help or my advice on things. But I’m glad she’s let you help her. It means she trusts you the way she trusted Seungkwan.” Kibum stood up. “Which means you’re what she needs: someone who loves her and can support her when she needs to be vulnerable.”

Someone who lets you be yourself, Mingyu thought to himself. That was what the two of you were for each other after all.

“I’m glad she came to me, though,” he said. “It’s nice to feel like a big brother for once. God knows if I wasn’t here, she probably would have reached out to Minho and then I’d never hear the end of it from him.” 

It earned a chuckle from Mingyu, who watched as Kibum started to make his way out. “I’m asking her tonight,” he said, quiet enough that you hopefully didn’t hear it from within your room. “If you want to be there--”

Kibum waved him off. “Just take care of each other from now on.”

That was something Mingyu could do any day, gladly.

Chan came into your office with your morning tea and your schedule to run you through. Despite being one of the youngest people in the office, you realized just how much he’d changed while in the position. Did today just feel different for some reason? He seemed to carry himself prouder than usual. It wasn’t until you took a sip of your tea that you realized it: he’d made it perfectly. Of course, he casually mentioned he’d asked Mingyu for the secret to making it perfectly (which, truly, was just Chan having it written down for once instead of guessing), but you could appreciate his efforts. He’d been getting closer over the past few days, but today he nailed it completely and was beaming with pride over it. He drew his tablet from underneath his arm, rattling off details about a meeting you’d have later today when he paused to ask how you and Mingyu were doing. You happily told him that you were back home with Mingyu, and he brightened up when he saw how you seemed to be glowing today.

“Tonight’s the night, isn’t it?“ He paused. “Unless you’re going to wait a few more days--”

You shook your head, and then felt sheepish over discussing this kind of thing in the office again. “This isn’t official business, you know,” you teased. But you let it slide again. “But... yes. I think it is. We’re going out to dinner tonight.”

Chan’s cheeks darkened a little at how casually you mentioned your plans now. A sign of your friendship growing stronger. “Are you nervous?”

You weren’t--at least not mostly. Maybe, if you dug a little, you were deep down... but you felt safer this time. You knew that you and Mingyu weren’t going to split apart. That it was just you and Mingyu now: no secret lovers, nothing to take away from it all. “A little,” you finally admitted. “But that’s normal.”

“It is. It’s a big step.” He sighed, “My parents keep expecting me to find a girl someday soon and settle down...” He paused, looking at you, apparently noticing how flustered you’d become. “Would it be better if we don’t talk about it?”

It would, actually. But... You still wanted Chan to know a little. “We can talk about it tomorrow, Chan,” you said gently. “I promise.”

Something about the usage of his name made him smile: the two of you were talking as friends rather than as his boss. He excused himself a moment later, and you went on with your day, stomach filled with butterflies more and more as each hour passed. When you finally went home, you saw a text from Mingyu about the place he was taking you. It wasn’t anywhere overly fancy, but he just told you to look nice--but to still keep comfort in mind because he wanted to take you on a walk after dinner. It was a little overly wordy compared to the image of cool, suave, handsome Mingyu that many people had... but you were completely okay with that. You liked seeing dorky, cute, still handsome Mingyu who laughed the loudest at silly things on the television or squeezed you tight during scary parts of movies.

You changed into something comfortable but still nice looking--a dress in your favorite color that you always thought would boost your confidence more than anything. Matching jewelry, your favorite earrings... All things that you wanted to do to have fun with. When you looked at yourself in the mirror, you felt pride in your appearance. At the end of the day, you looked like you, but brighter. Bolder. Happier. Is that what love did to a person? You imagined so: but you thought that happiness looked beautiful on you, making you glow brighter than you’d ever been before.

Mingyu eventually knocked on your door, and you stepped out to see him dressed nicely: a button-down shirt, dress pants, and a nice-looking blazer with a handkerchief poking out of the pocket. Nice as he looked, he lit up even more when he took in the sight of you.

“There you are,” he smiled. And then he laughed a moment later, nervous, “ah, my heart’s racing right now...” He turned away for a moment, before clearing his throat. He smiled at you again when he finally faced you, heart seemingly more under control as his eyes twinkled. “You look beautiful.”

Hand in hand, the two of you left his home. Mingyu drove the two of you to a nice restaurant he’d discovered on his own a while back--which was more of a family place than you expected, but still felt nice enough that you weren’t too out of place. Even if the two of you were overdressed, then that would be fine: you two looked like two giddy lovers on a date. As much as it did feel like a date, it all still felt natural to the two of you... yet you couldn’t deny how cute it was that Mingyu was so excited to just be close to you. He held your hand whenever given the chance. You knew that Mingyu was the cuddliest person in the world, but being the object of his affections in full force was different. If you so much as looked in a store window on your walk later, Mingyu was already offering to buy things for you--even though he fully knew you could afford them.

“I just want to spoil you tonight,” he said, leaning over to plant a gentle kiss onto your temple. His fingers were threaded with yours as he walked with you. “I like spoiling you.”

“I think,” you squeezed his hand, “I’m going to hear that every day.”

He chuckled warmly. “And if I want to spoil you?”

“I think you do it enough.” Your shoulder gently bumped into his own. “How am I supposed to spoil you if all you do is take care of me?”

“Then we’ll take turns,” he teased. “Does that sound fair?”

“It does,” you said with a curt nod... only to break into another smile afterward. You were going to love Mingyu so much from now on, you thought to yourself. The way he deserved to be loved.

With a gentle tug to have you follow him, Mingyu continued to guide you down toward a park.  “Do you remember when we met?”

You did. “It was through Seungkwan,” you paused. Not all of the little details were there, but you could remember enough. “His family was celebrating something, and they were holding this party, so I went with him to celebrate it and to network during it.” There was a reason why you were happily on Seungkwan’s arm many times, and only one of them was because you had liked showing him off.

“I didn’t realize you were with him at first,” Mingyu said. “You were getting a drink when I first saw you.”

With a playful groan, you bumped into him, “Please don’t tell me it was love at first sight.”

“It wasn’t!” He laughed lightly at it, squeezing your hand. “But I was with Wonwoo that night, and we’d been talking, and then I saw you... and I think something in me knew that we were going to be friends.”

“From me getting a drink?”

“From the guy you shut down,” he said. “It was clear he’d been bothering you, and I had stepped away from Wonwoo to try and help you. Then I got a little closer, and I realized you were holding your own. You politely shut him down and casually mentioned something about your fiance’s family being glad to see that he was trying to get closer with their youngest’s partner.”

That you remembered. The guy had come up to you while you were trying to get a drink before you could return to Seungkwan’s side--he’d been caught up in an important conversation with a family friend, even if he did later vent to you his frustrations at home about how this person poked at his appearance too much, and couldn’t exactly go with you--and he’d started flirting pretty hardcore despite you showing zero interest. At some point he’d made a shitty comment about how you should be grateful that he was giving you the time of day, as if you were some secretary that had tagged along (not that it would have changed how disrespectful he was being, but Mingyu later learned how often people assumed Chan was the person in charge and you were the secretary there to help him). You’d casually let your surname slip and mentioned your brother by name, and then made a harsher comment to him about how the Boos didn’t throw this party in order for people to be picked up--regardless of gender. Then you had turned to him with this polite smile. Perhaps this is some new form of networking I’m not aware of? I’ll have to ask my fiance later--Seungkwan would know, or maybe his parents would. The man had flushed, gawking as he realized exactly who you were, and then apologized before skulking off.

Mingyu had liked you from that moment onward, smiling to himself as he watched the man eventually disappear from the party altogether. He liked how unafraid you were to make your position known, especially since your hard work and dedication had carried you so far. You wouldn’t be where you were if your family didn’t trust you, after all. He liked how passionate you were, too.

“I’m used to it,” you ended up saying to him, hugging his arm a little more. “I think that’s why I liked you. You always respected me.”

Mingyu had introduced himself to you as one of Seungkwan’s friends, commending you on your work ethic while he was at it. It was sweet, and the easiest way to get on your good side rather than treating you like you (or any other woman in that room, for that matter) were something to be played with.

“I don’t like how we ended up here,” he admitted after a moment, “but I’m glad we’re here. I’m happy that I think it’s you.” He stopped, turning to you. The two of you had stopped among the roses in the park. “When I’m with you, I’m just Mingyu,” he cupped your face, “and I don’t have to be someone else. I like just being me.”

You giggled, reaching out to brush stray strands of hair from his face. “I like being just me, too. I feel safe when I’m with you, you know.”

“I’m glad.” He took your hands within his own. “Sometimes... I think people see me just as a handsome face or the heir to a company.” Then he paused, and then laughed softly. “Ah--I rehearsed all of this because I wanted it to be perfect, and now I can’t remember half of it anymore.” Oh. You realized what he was doing, and after another nervous chuckle, he swallowed hard before continuing. “But... When I asked you to marry me, you asked about my happiness. And when we went on our date on the boat, we both said we’d rather be happy with each other than end up potentially miserable with someone else. I think about that,” he squeezed your hand gently. “And I want to be happy with you.”

“Mingyu--”

“I choose you,” he said, slowly getting down on one knee. “I want to choose us. If you want to say no, then I’ll take the blame for whatever happens next. If it means you can live as yourself, then I’ll do it. But I want your answer to be yours,” he reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out that little box. “You told me to ask you properly, so...” With a deep breath he met your gaze, opening the box, “Will you marry me?”

Despite the way your heart was racing, beating wildly in your ears, you fought back the urge to say yes and be done with it. You reached a hand up, slowly pushing the box down for a minute. “Mingyu...” You licked your lips nervously, and could see the fear in his eyes. “I want you to stop doing that.”

His brows knit together, a newfound sense of hurt in his eyes at everything. “Stop... what?”

“Putting me before you all the time,” you said. “I choose you... but I want the next step we take to be as equals. Anything we face from now on, I want to do it together. No more taking backlash in my place,” you brushed a strand of hair from his face again. “No more ignoring yourself. You matter to me, Mingyu. Stop putting me first and neglecting your feelings.”

He watched you for a moment. “Is... that a no?”

And you laughed. You felt tears welling up as you let go, holding his face, “I choose you,” you repeated. “Yes--” You outright said, already feeling a tear escape your eye, “yes, I’ll marry you!”

Mingyu dropped the box as he leaned in, kissing you hard. You could feel the way his lips curved upward, hands flying to cup your face as he let go of what this was supposed to be. Despite the urge to kiss him back like crazy, you pulled away after a moment to remind him that the two of you were still in public. Yet he leaned in for one more kiss, quick and chaste this time as he gazed at you.

“I never thought I’d love you this much,” he said, only to look down to find the dropped ring box--ring still thankfully secure inside of it.

You didn’t, either. You never expected to fall for Kim Mingyu so deep. Even if your relationship would be taken slow from here on out, for the two of you to “romance each other right,” you had fallen for Mingyu completely.

He finally drew back from you further so that he could stand and finally slide the engagement ring onto your finger. You could hear the shutter of a camera, finally pulling your attention away from all of this to see where Wonwoo had grown close enough to get better pictures of the two of you.

“Right..” Mingyu blushed as he looked at you. “I had help,” he nodded over to where another guy in a beanie further away had lowered his phone. Once you had a better look at him, you realized the guy was Secretary Chwe, who gave you a polite wave. Mingyu squeezed your hand, “I wanted to record it so we’d have the memory, and Wonwoo offered to take nice pictures, and...” He paused for a moment, so visibly flustered at admitting to his plans. “I hope that’s okay.”

The tears were already coming as you buried your face into Mingyu’s shirt for a moment, hiding yourself away. “It’s fine,” you mumbled, trying to quell your emotions. You turned to him after a moment, “I’m sorry, Jeon--I’m a mess right now--”

“You’re engaged,” Wonwoo laughed softly. “It’s okay to be emotional.”

Even still, you felt embarrassed over anyone other than Mingyu getting to see you so flustered. Mingyu wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in closer--almost as if he was trying to protect you now that he could see how emotional you’d become.

Wonwoo raised his camera a little, “I’ll send these to you later.” He’d apparently caught Mingyu’s drift, turning to where Vernon stood and gesturing for him to come on and give the two of you some space.

Mingyu watched them leave before he finally nudged you away. “They’re gone,” he said, before looking down. “Oh... honey, this is my fault--”

“No, no--Sorry, I’m--” You breathed in, reaching up to wipe carefully at your eyes. “That was really sweet, Gyu. I didn’t expect to cry.”

He chuckled, pulling his handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe at your eyes. “What do you want to do now? We didn’t get dessert earlier. There’s this place I’ve been wanting to show you...”

“I want to go home,” you said once you had calmed down. “Dessert sounds great, but... I think my makeup’s ruined. And on your shirt, a little.”

“You still look beautiful,” he chuckled, still carefully cleaning up your face. “But okay. Let’s go home, then.”

Once he had helped you look a little more presentable, Mingyu took your hand and guided you back with him. Through the park, up the street, until you finally returned to where he had parked earlier. You watched out the window as he drove you past restaurants that the two of you used to go to casually back when you were escaping particularly drab parties. Back before all of this had happened, when you had a different person to go back home to. But now you were going home with Mingyu, and from now on you’d come home to Mingyu, too. That thought made you happier by itself.

His hand found yours, and your fingers intertwined. “We’re going to take care of each other, right?”

Right. You smiled, squeezing his hand. You’ll take care of each other from now on. No one-sided push to care for only one person forever: Mingyu’s feelings were important to you. Even though you had business to attend to tomorrow morning, the two of you could spend the weekend going out and getting to know one another beyond the bond you already had. Deep down, you were excited to start this new chapter of your life with Mingyu. Not as fiances, but as lovers in general: to get to know him and love him beyond being your friend, Mingyu, who took care of you when you were upset and who you stole away to get drinks with when Seungkwan was busy.

The two of you eventually returned to his home, and he stopped at the door to your room. One day, you wouldn’t need it again--not like this, at least--but you liked the way things were now: a gentle getting to know you, even with the marriage impeding. He turned to you, reaching up to brush a strand of your hair back from your face.

“Do you want to get dessert? We could watch something while waiting.”

Instead, you just stepped forward, leaning in to kiss him again now that you were in the privacy of your own home. He cradled your face in his hands, smiling into your second kiss as an engaged couple before he drifted back for a moment. He studied your face, thumb grazing your cheek.

“You look tired,” he said after a moment. “You should rest. We have work tomorrow.”

That you did... Even though you didn’t want to start thinking about what would come next. Business deals and wedding planning. The two of you knew that your wedding date was set four months after your engagement to ensure a smooth wedding planning process (and to ensure that Kibum would be present--you refused to get married without him there). Tomorrow meant the beginning of bigger plans, you realized. But that was okay: you had Mingyu by your side.

And as much as you wanted to fall asleep in Mingyu’s arms, the slight discomfort at being so intimate with him so soon spoke louder. Soon you both would work your way up to that. But now? A day after you kissed for the first time? You’d simply make do with cuddling with him on the couch tomorrow, one arm wrapped securely around you as you watched some movie you’d find on TV while eating takeout, dessert baking in the oven.

But tonight? You just leaned in for one final kiss before you’d have to start your bedtime routine, savoring the moment before you pulled away from him.

“I love you,” you said softly. Tomorrow, you’d get up early and make breakfast for the both of you. Mingyu would come in and make your tea for you, stealing a kiss from you when he could.

He kissed your forehead. “I love you, too,” he said gently, as if the words would break if he spoke them too loudly. “Sleep well.”

The two of you finally broke apart at last, you disappearing into your room for the night. You washed off your makeup, changing into something cozy for the night once everything was put away. You let yourself finally burrow into bed after you responded to one final text from Mingyu (how cheesy, you told yourself with a giggle, that he was texting you despite being two rooms away), a single red heart, with one of your own. You nestled into bed, feeling completely and utterly at peace. Soon enough, you began to drift into hopeful dreams on this sweet night, lighter than you ever fathomed you could feel.

After all: your happiness came first, and that took the form of a love-filled life with one Kim Mingyu.

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TAROT READING//Jjong's view on mingkey relationship

Date: 23/Jan/2024 Marker: Jjong's songs Deck of Cards: The Wandering Spirit (spirit, empathy, comfort, consolation)

Notes Upfront:

I don't ask my cards questions that I already have answers;

I don't prey on information I should not know;

I respect their personal lives and;

This is for FUN ONLY.

✦ I want to share with you these little "reading-come-true" moments: Bummie mentioned his grandma on hyeri's talk show, how much he misses her, and described his biggest fear is having no one to love. However I also said that he is facing "setbacks!!" in work, I think you know what I am referring to and I will talk about it more later ✦

In this special reading, please be open-minded about spirits, after-lives, and other non-traditional concepts!!

The deck I am using to chat with Jjong is The Wandering Spirit Tarot. Since I started talking to him, all the cards I got from him are REVERSED (in total of 20 cards!!), but when I ask about other members -> jjong, the cards are normal presenting both upright and reversed. That said, I take reversed cards from jjong only as a proof of connection, and interpreting them the same as the upright meaning.

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Base Card: 10 of Cups & Consulation Bummie: 4 of Coins; Suggestion: Ace of Swords Ming: Hierophant; Suggestion: 3 of Swords Mingkey Relationship: Knight of Swords; Suggestion: Death Mingkey Work: The Hanged Man; Suggestion: Justice

To my surprise, Jjong finds the overall dynamic between ming and bummie healthy and even to some extend, fulfilling. I assumed he'd be more censorious, hehe, but he is in peace and happy about the bond mingkey has built these years. "They got better with each other", is what he is trying to say, and especially at communicating their emotions (10 of Cups) that they can hold and pull each other up when sorrow consumes their tender hearts. It is very beautiful, and I told Laura (twi) that Jjong knew he left a legacy for everyone in this world: the lesson of care, love, empathy. Minho and kibum learnt to round their edges so they can have long conversations in supportive tone to console. Jjong is always watching over them. Even sometimes bummie does not want to approach him, as he complains. Because it is more often bummie comforting ming in warm hugs and soothing words, instead of allowing himself to accept the love from other people.

What Jjong wants to say to Bummie:

"Decide wisely. Take sometime to think through what is more important in your life...because it is not the materials. You know that. It is tough times, and to unlearn a habit that roots in your hard-working moral is not easy. I am always here to help. You should talk to me instead of repressing it to yourself..I am proud of you. And it is also okay to cry, my love."

Besides Jjong's words, I also want to add that bummie should be careful with his physical health: chest pain, joint pain, and headaches caused by insomnia. One of the problems come out of his over-working is insufficient rests. And despite the vitamins and health products bummie is having, he has eating problems (esp Keyland is happening soon and he always limits his appetite before events like such). Grab a good dinner and let out the exhaustion throughout tears after Keyland seem a good option to relax. Both jjong and I believe bummie is able to take good care of himself, but we want him to feel supported all the time. Looking at the ace of swords, I do see that bummie needs to be resilient in balancing his work and personal life. Trying new things while patiently reflecting will be good for him.

And do not blame yourself when mistakes are made, bummie. We cannot be omniscient, nor do we have the power to control everything. Staying silent must feel like suffocating. Embrace them. Embrace and grow.

What Jjong wants to tell Ming:

"Minho ah...listen to heart, but also listen to your brain. I know you find yourself lost in the middle of the sea, and you desperately hold on to stability. We are all on the path of life, what a huge waste if we reach the destination too early? And don't you quibble that you are not addicted to the pain of grieving me. Trust your decision."

!! I am going to share my honest thoughts here, because the same theme appears and appears when I read about ming. The painful memories are thorns that wrapped around ming's ankles, but it isn't because he can not break free, it is because Minho does not want to break free. At this point, there is no good of indulging the pain. The three of swords is commonly showed in the pattern of three swords stabbing into a red heart in Rider system, while it manifests heartbreaking sadness, it also stresses a harmony that comes out the experience. Ming probably does not realize that he builds his stability upon the loss of jjong, and despite how comfortable it must feel to connect with loved ones throughout the shared pain, he needs learn to be at the present (++why bummie wants ming to see him as himself not as a grieving co-dependency partner). I always find it mind-assuring that ming is close with many elder figures, hyungs such as Changmin, because he does indeed need mentors to guide and support him in finding the keys to re-open his heart. Also, I think ming should try/is trying meditation, which is good because he spends so much energy bodily, it must feels unbalanced if the brain is not up to same level use.

Minkey Relationship + Work

let's listen to sweet misery while reading, hehe, I think jjong will also enjoy the song.

나를 이끌어 네게로 Baby please never let go I'm in sweet misery

Okay, in a sum that from Jjong's perspective he does encourage mingkey to try new dynamic so to ease any tension that still remains between them. As I said earlier, I expected jjong to be a little more critical, and here we are, the hyung is expecting MORE. He does have something to say about the status quo bummie is keeping, because he knows that hurts ming (looking the gestures between the girl and the skeleton in knights of swords) and ming is just being polite not showing how hurt he is. Do notice that sometimes ming jokes about bummie being the meanest person in the world, and he tries to retort helplessly in venerable tone.

Be gentle with ming, bummie. You gotta know that Minho sometimes feel small in front of you, even with that 5.9 and bodybuilding champion figure. Gives him a chance to make decisions in your relationship so you can let out the breathe you have been holding. Give him some trust. And be proactive with bummie, ming. Bummie needs space, respect, and most importantly, trust. Making bummie to understand how much you trust his decision, and how much he could trust you. I mean...you overcome so many difficulties, try apply this mindset when you are with bummie more because a little part of bummie just waits for you to take the lead. Take his hands and walk out of the sweet misery.

If we compare the patterns between now (base card: ten of cups) and what jjong expects (the death card). We can see that the girl who is hugging the skeleton is now hugged by the skeleton. It indeed shows that why jjong wants they to break the status quo because ming is then able to better show his support, that their dynamic changes and "bummie retrieving from support" would switch to them "mutual supporting". It is better because they do not need to knee, as to compromise in bonding, but finding the right angle to cuddle comfortably.

As forJjong's suggestion about mingkey's works...before I delve into the reading, both Laura and I pulled out the hanged man card (mine before the M@donald promotion and hers afterwards) . I am deeply concern about bummie. I understand the situation must have brought frustration and anger to many, and I hope to comfort you in peaceful words. As I typed here the textbook reading of the hanged man here:

"Face the current situation with calm and serenity. Acknowledge reality is not what was expected and quietly reflect, Doing this brings a calm mind, the removal of anxiety and fear, and clear grasping of the situation. "

I hope to comfort you a little, despite it is so hard to sleep in knowing the pain, loss, and evilness. I guess it is what jjong will also suggest. Be compassionated, empathize, and always search for love.

From the river to the sea, Palestine will be free.

Both mingkey needs to balanced out their personal and working lives, especially in making correct decisions regarding what type of jobs they should be working on. Ming in praticular, has to be careful with jobs that 1) forbids him from seeing and expressing who he really is, 2) holds back him from exploring his potentials, and 3) physically too dangerous or challenging. In bummie's case, jjong has said enough about deciding between materials and spiritual, taking more rests and reflection are also important. However, I have to stress again that over-working also blinds bummie from deep connection, and the possibility to better bond with ming. I truly hope they will have some conversations after Keyland that ming can support bummie since jinki is resting and bummie cannot ask taem, a dongsaeng, to tell him everything is going to be ok.

and I miss you so much, it is so nice to chat, jjong.

-over-

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[itzynabi]

eve being a mother of five

an: i'm not sure how much i like this but pls enjoy! feedback and reblogs are much appreciated

eve's masterlist // fanmade videos

clip one: 190519 airport

whilst some journalists are expected when the girls go to the airport, they didn't expect to be mobbed

eve could tell that yeji was uncomfortable so she stood between the journalists and her

eve, to the journalists: please back up so the members can have space to walk

some of the journalists moved back and made space so they could walk comfortably

in one of the videos captured by the media eve turned back to yeji

"are you okay, jiji? 🥺"

clip two: 190502 solo vlive

comment: you carry a big bag to music shows, what's in it?

eve: that bag is full of stuff for the members. it has blankets, jackets, books, a few makeup products, toys… basically anything to keep them entertained and that they might need

this was one of the first times midzy's got to see a glimpse of mother eve

she def went viral

clip three: yuna's graduation vlog

yuna: eve unnie made breakfast for me today. it was a special breakfast. and she gave me a congratulations card and gifts for graduating and money and said i just go out with my friends

eve is a rich girl its true

yuna: she said that she'll start helping me with learning how to drive

eve also posted on bubble about yuna's graduation and had everyone in tears 😭😭

clip four: 220516 vlive

ryubi vlive everybody cheer

they were just talking about any and everything

during the live, somebody had been calling ryujin's phone but she kept declining it

ryujin: oh my gosh, seriously!

eve: what?

ryujin showed her the phone and eve rolled her eyes

she took that phone, cleared her throat and then

eve: if you're the one that keeps calling ryujin, then stop. she doesn't want to marry you, stop being delusional

best believe she got in trouble for that

and had to issue a half-assed apology

but midzy's (and every sane kpop stan) applauded her for helping her member

safe to say the person didn't call again

clip five: 220625 solo vlive

eve: i got a car earlier this year and i'm very excited about that

comment: have you gone anywhere?

eve: i've gone to visit my parents and i let them drive it wherever they wanted, same with kibum ahjussi and i've taken the members lots of places. whenever they want to anywhere, i get to take them so i'm very happy about that

BONUS

clip: paris et itzy ep 1

they went on the boat and eve got seasick

yeji: *holding eve's hand* do you feel okay?

eve, who looks five seconds away from throwing up: i'm great! 🤠

yuna: here's water, unnie

eve smiled at her and took the water

ryujin: if you make that face, the editors won't be able to use this footage

chaeryeong: maybe try looking at the sky

the way they were trying to comfort eve and distract her from her discomfort 🥺

lia: that cloud looks like a poop!

cue the members finding shapes in the clouds

clip: weekly idol ep 450

lia: eve unnie doesn't cry easily or often

kwanghee: really?

lia: yeah. i haven't seen her cry that many times – only four times i think – but whenever i do, my heart always hurts

eunhyuk: why?

lia: i just end up thinking "how much pain is she in that she's crying?"

eunhyuk: what about tears of joy?

eve: i don't really get those. sometimes i cry when feeling an emotion, other times i can't, even if i'm feeling that same emotion

yeji: i remember one time as trainees as we were gearing up for debut–

kwanghee: before debut

yeji: –eve unnie cried bcs she was feeling stressed and overwhelmed and i didn't know what to do because i had never seen her cry and when i told lia this, she started crying because she was worried about how stressed unnie must have been

kwanghee: wow! you guys really care for each other

lia, tearing up: of course, she's our member

ryujin: now lia unnie is crying! 😯

eve hugged lia and kissed her head

eve: it's okay, juj

lia: i want unnie to be okay 🥺

eve: i'll always be okay because i have the members

eunhyuk: wahhh. you guys really care for each other

kwanghee, passing lia a tissue: they have a really strong bond

ryujin: it's our teams driving force

©️ kim nabi

#itzy 6th member #itzy added member #itzy additional member #itzy member au #kpop added member #kpop addition #kpop oc #eve kim #kim nabi #itzy eve #midzy.youtube

[kil9]

re: the taemin thing (sorry im so annoying about this but i feel you wanna talk about it as much as me!). i wanted to mention his blinking habit too, but as someone who is not autistic myself (not diagnosticated at least lmao) i was afraid it was just me making assumption but you noticed it to so!!! cool. anyway i could say many more things but the line between being just a strange little dude and being a strange little autistic dude is so thin!!! (like the fact that he eats random stuff at unlikely times of the day or that he's so forgetful). ANYWAY!!!!!! i just really love him and how shinee adapts their behaviour around him to make sure hes comfortable

YES ur never annoying i absolutely wanna talk abt it forever 🥺🥺

(this got kinda long so im putting it in the readmore lol)

but yeah the blinking habit for real !!! ur definitely not wrong to pick up on that ! (i even sponged it from him sometimes lol x_x) its cool that non autistic ppl have an interest in this stuff tbh :3 i think that more ppl understanding autism and all the weird specifics of it is rly the key to our happiness ykno 🤔because most non autistic ppl know literally. jack shit.

also the eating thing YEAH 😭😭 thats also so autism to me. shinee is so good to him !!!! u can tell that even if they dont know WHY he is the way he is, that theyve figured out how he works and how to treat him....

there was such a moment in the 15m thing when key was asking taemin to "prepare" the veggies... and taemin got such a look of dread where hes like "what...... wdym.. ?" & kibum has to be like "CUT THEM taemin" lol 💀💀 its such a silly moment but its SOO quintessential to me for both what its like to be autistic (ie: what the fuck are u saying to me "prepare" this. as if im supposed to know what that means), and what its like to be close with an autistic person (kibum having to kinda remember to "translate" what hes saying for taemin so he knows what hes talking about, it reminds me of how my partner is with me sometimes 🥺)

also back to when im saying they probably dont know why he is the way he is, even if they know all his ins and outs, i think this is probably the same for taemin 🤔 he strikes me as someone who prob doesnt know hes autistic, just knows hes "weird" and "different" and has figured out how to live like that despite. reminds me of myself kind of, cos i wasnt "diagnosed" (used loosely) until maybe 19 ? which is still young but at that point i had already been thru school and everything not knowing x_x its definitely possible to figure your life out & how you work without a diagnosis, and i think it happens all the time, but its also really really hard. i think having a name for it and something u can actually research & learn about is rly helpful. so even tho hes like 30 now im still kinda always hoping he realises 🤔 if it makes his life that much easier ykno ?

this is also why it pisses me off so much that ppl get THAT up in arms when this is brought up. ppl act like falsely "accusing" someone of being autistic will ruin their life, when really its basically harmless (obviously unless ur directly using it as an insult). even the opposite might be true 🤷‍♂️ someone can rly benefit from realising about themselves. also why im so pro self dx !!! even if everyone is "misdiagnosing" themselves these days (🙄 which prob isnt true anyway) like. whats the worst that could happen ? why does it matter if someone is wrong... they might still find some info that will help them 🤷‍♂️ theres not really any autism "resources" that are in scarcity so i dont rly care if someone thinks they are even if theyre not ?

#yea also the reason i say ''diagnosed'' in quotes is cos i was told by like 2 doctors but they didnt want to put it on the record 🤷‍♂️ #so im technically not prof dxed but like. i also am 🤦‍♂️ #in hindsight i think its good that they didnt bc i think it'd just cause problems... but at the time i was so pissed lol #because it was for rly stupid reasons #even doctors dont know a lot about it if its not their area of expertise 🤷‍♂️

[mrshyungwon]

Back Again

Featuring: fem reader x Kang Daniel (with. Allen Ma)

Genre: smut

Warnings: suggested lesbian sex, multiple boyfriends, abusive relationship, language (obviously), I don't really think that this needs to be age restricted because no one pays attention to those, unprotected sex (but seriously y'all, use your protection)

A/n: I'm a little rusty, so take it easy. Here we go

-You hadn't seen Daniel in two years. Ever since you broke up, you had ceased communication. The whole incident played again in your mind the day you saw a reel of him on Facebook.

-----

Daniel had just gotten back from "work." Well, he had said he was at work, but when he got home, he was drunk. He didn't have to tell you. You could smell it from the kitchen.

Before he was able to go into the bedroom you had been sharing for three months, you walked into the living room and said, "Daniel, where have you been?"

Daniel shook his head and said, "At the studio. It's where I always am."

You knew he was lying. "Daniel, what are you saying? Daehwi called me and said that you had left but you didn't come here."

"Oh, so you're talking to Daehwi now? Wow, so much for three months. How many guys have you been with this year?"

"Daniel...why?"

"You turned eighteen eight months ago and you have had five different boyfriends in that time. I am the oldest boyfriend."

"What are you saying, Daniel? I'm not cheating."

"Oh, that's what you said to Kibum while you were fucking with me and he was working. You think I'm going to fucking believe that?"

"Daniel..."

Daniel turned away from you for a second and then turned back to say, "You are a lying, cheating, eighteen year old slut! You fuck guys for fun and you had two miscarriages with two different guys! I am so surprised you don't have millions of STDs!"

"Daniel!" You cried. "What is going on?!"

"I think you know what's going on. You are lying to me, you bitch! I know you are fucking another guy other than me. You are with someone else. It's written all over your body. All those hickeys are not from me."

"Yes, they are! We get drunk almost every night and you mark me up every night! You are drunk and you're acting like a bitch!"

Daniel went up to you and slapped you so hard, you fell and started bleeding from your face.

"Don't say that to me, y/n. If anyone is a bitch, it's you."

Daniel left the room and went into your bedroom before shutting and locking the door. You had been left on the floor, bleeding and crying. You reached for your phone and called Daehwi to pick you up.

-----

Now, you were sitting on your couch, two years later, watching a reel of Daniel on your phone. He had grown his hair out and was dying it silver himself. He was also talking about how he hadn't had it dyed since two years ago, when his girlfriend left him. That was when he kept it black. You remembered that on the night if the incident, Daniel had orange and black hair.

You went to his profile and read his status. He was still making music, but WannaOne had broken up. His relationship status...two years single.

You didn't do anything, though. You had left Daniel to be away from him. After three months, he had hit you and lied to you. You couldn't be with that.

In the past two years, you had had two more boyfriends, and now you were living with the second one. Even though Allen was handsome and young and you had a good time with him, he wasn't like Daniel. Daniel was the man you had tried so many times to have a baby with. He had really wanted a child, but you figured that if he was going to slap you around, you could not have a baby with him. That was another reason you left him.

Instead of messing with his profile, you left it alone and left him alone.

Later, when Allen came home, he saw that something was wrong. He sat next to you and asked you, "What's wrong, babe?"

You looked at him and said, "Nothing. It's nothing."

Allen knew better, but he decided to leave you alone. Instead, he asked, "You want to go out for dinner?"

You nodded. "Yes, please."

-----

After dinner, you and Allen came home and got ready for bed. Once in bed, Allen came up behind you and hugged you. He buried his face in your neck and said, "Good night, y/n."

"Good night, Allen," you said as you remembered how you and Daniel would do more than cuddle. You kind of missed those nights. It's not like you and Allen didn't have sex, but Allen was concerned with your health and wore a condom. Daniel never wore one, but you were on birth control the first month. Then Daniel found out you were on the pill and he made you stop taking it. He really wanted a baby and he was going to do anything to have one. He didn't like the fact that you had a miscarriage with Jackson's baby and Yeosang's baby. He had you tested to see if you were fine and you had come out healthy. You still didn't get it. Why weren't you having children? The doctor told you that you were too young to be pregnant.

Allen felt you flinch as he moved and said, "Y/n what is wrong?"

You wriggled free of Allen's grip and said, "I'm just really hot. I need to cool down."

You got up and walked to the kitchen. You sat on the counter and thought about all the times Daniel would ask you about your exes. Allen never asked you. It was like he wasn't interested.

The ex that Daniel really hated was Minghao. When he heard that he was your favorite, he made you almost forget Minghao completely.

Minghao wasn't your favorite anymore. Now, it was Daniel. You missed Daniel's teasing at night and his lovely voice whispering to you in the dark. He would talk about your future family and how perfect it would be. Now, you hadn't had a family at all.

The ex story that Daniel liked the most was the small lesbian thing you had with Minnie. He loved that you had been dating a woman who was older than you. He thought it was hot.

You started crying as you remembered all of your relationship with Daniel. Allen walked in and said, "Y/n, some thing is wrong. You need to tell me. I want to know."

That wasn't like Daniel at all. Daniel could basically read your mind. You told Allen, "I'm just...oh Allen. I can't do it anymore! I'm just not happy! I can't seem to get happy. It's impossible."

"Is this about me? Do you want to break up?"

You looked at Allen and said, "I don't know what I want. I am so confused and sad. I just need to clear my head."

"Y/n, if you want to break up, just tell. I'll do anything to make you happy."

You couldn't lie to Allen. You nodded and said, "Yes. I can't do it anymore. I feel so fake. I do love you, but I just feel all run out of love. Like I can't love."

Allen nodded and said, "I do love you, y/n, but if you think that this is the best thing to do right now, ok."

"Are you sure Allen?"

Allen nodded again. "I'm sure. If you're not happy, I'm not happy. I want you to be happy, y/n. If breaking up is going to help, then ok."

You were silent for a bit until Allen finally found out what was going on. "Is it an ex?"

You nodded. "Yes."

"You miss him?"

You sniffed and said, "Yes, I do."

Allen sighed and said, "Ok, umm...this is kind of awkward. But, if you do want to be with him again, you can. I'm not stopping you."

-----

After looking Daniel up on almost every website, you found his address. He was living in an apartment in Seoul. A very nice apartment, in fact.

You had gotten ready to go see him. You didn't know if he was going to be home, but you decided to take a chance. You made sure not to dress very fancy, but you made sure to dress like you were doing well for yourself. You actually were. In the past two years, you had become a jewelry designer and a fashion model.

His apartment building wasn't that far away. Just almost in the middle of Seoul. You were living at the end of Seoul.

You drove to the building and by checking the website once again, you found out he lived near the top.

Sighing, you got out of the car and went inside. You stepped inside of the elevator and selected the floor he was on.

The elevator ride was around five minutes long, seeing that a bunch of people were coming in and getting off. Finally, you got to the floor you wanted and started to look for Daniel's apartment number. It wasn't very hard to find because Daniel lived on the top floor and on the top floor was a suite, so the only door on that floor was his.

You knocked on the door because you knew how Daniel hated to hear the doorbell. You were the only person he told that to.

You were worried that you had just walked in on him with a girl, but when he opened the door, he was wearing all of his clothes and his hair was the silver he had just dyed it. When he opened the door, all he could do was just stare at you. He looked at you up and down. He could not take his eyes off of you.

"Y/n..." He said.

"Can I come in?" You asked.

He licked his lips and said as he stepped back, "Sure...come on in."

You stepped into his apartment and took your coat off. You were going to hang it up, but decided to keep it on your arm. You didn't want to make yourself at home. You wanted to see if he was still the same as he was when you left him. Then you realized that you forgot to put your blush on. Sure, you were wearing foundation, but it didn't hide the scar on your face enough. You tried to hide it with your hair.

"Can I get you something to drink?"

"You don't by any chance have wine or anything?"

He shook his head. "I quit drinking."

"I'll have some water."

"Sparkling or regular?"

"Sparkling."

"So," Daniel said as he got the water for you. "How have you been?"

You shrugged. Then you saw that the earrings he was wearing were your brand. "I'm a jewelry designer."

He nodded. "Yeah, I saw you on TV. I guessed you were a model, too."

You nodded. "I am. I model for Gucci and Prada."

Daniel put his hands in his pockets. "You always did tell me you wanted to be a model. Now, look at you. You made your dream come true."

You smiled and said, "What about you? Seeing that you moved into a new apartment like this, leads me to guess that you're doing pretty well."

Daniel looked around. "I guess so."

He was still so handsome, you thought. His shoulders were broad and he was so thin. Not in an unhealthy way, but in a fit way. "I heard about WannaOne. I'm sorry you guys broke up."

Daniel shrugged. "We're all still in contact. We're all doing pretty well." Then he saw your face. He saw the scar through your foundation. "Is that from me?"

Fuck, you thought. You nodded. "Yeah." No matter what, you just could not lie to Daniel. It was impossible to lie to him.

Daniel looked at the floor and said, "I'm sorry about that. I don't know what got into me."

"You were drunk and you accused me of cheating on you."

"That's because you were talking to Daehwi so much."

"I wasn't cheating though. Why would I cheat on a person like you? I would have had to be insane. The reason I left you is because of what you did to me."

"I said I was sorry."

"Is that all you have to say is sorry?"

"What do you expect me to do? Go down on my knees and beg for your forgiveness?"

You couldn't believe it. You two were fighting again. "No, Daniel. I want you to..."

"-...Confess everything? Ok, I will. I want you back, y/n. I fucking want you to be mine again. I missed you so fucking much and I want you to come back. Just leave your old new life behind and please give me another chance."

You couldn't believe that either. He was asking for you back after all that he had done to you in five minutes. You were standing there, shaking your head, holding your coat. Your arm was starting to get sore.

Daniel saw that you were hesitant, so he got closer and said, "Put your coat down. It looks uncomfortable." When you didn't, he said, "You always were stubborn." He pushed you against the wall and pressed his lips against yours. After all those years, he still tasted the same and still kissed the same. Nothing changed.

His lips kept enveloping yours. His tongue tried to break through and it was only after a little bit that you let him in. He shoved his tongue in your mouth and touched your own. You groaned as he went deeper. He put his hands on your hips and your waist. He wrapped his arms around you and held you closer as he continued kissing you.

"Daniel," you tried to say once he went down your neck. "Daniel...please. We can't."

"Yes, yes we can," he said. "I want to. I missed you so much, y/n. There wasn't a night that I didn't hope that you would come over and just forgive me and we could just make love like we always did whenever we got into a fight."

"I was scared, Daniel."

Daniel sighed against your skin. "I am such an asshole. I can't believe I made you be scared of me. What a shitty boyfriend, huh?"

"No," you said as he started touching you again. "Not shitty. Just a bit of an asshole."

"Oh, y/n. Please...please come to bed with me. I want you back so fucking much."

"It's daylight, Daniel."

"Don't you remember we would do it in your parents bathroom whenever we would come over? And we did it in church during service. And in a restaurant bathroom. And then that one time when we did it at your sister's wedding."

"Ok, Daniel, God! You have to mention all of that?"

"Yes, I do. Just to make you remember how happy we were then. How we loved each other so much. How we wanted a family, but we couldn't have one. You were too young. I still want a family, but I never had another girlfriend. No girl could match you. Ever. You were the only one for me."

You looked into Daniel's eyes and saw that he was telling the truth. He wasn't changed in his mind or heart. He had stopped drinking and every day, would hope that you would come back to him. And you did. You wrapped your arms around him and said, "Ok, Daniel. Take me to bed."

Daniel took a deep breath and picked you up by your legs. He took you into his bedroom, which was totally roomy and beautiful. He still hadn't opened the curtains, which saved a lot of time for him. He laid you on the bed and hovered over you. He started kissing you again and touching you. You let out a noise once his hands touched your clothed breasts. He stopped making out with you and said, "What's wrong?"

You breathed deeply and said, "You always knew what to do to make me vulnerable."

He smiled and started touching your breasts again. You closed your eyes and moaned. You could feel him getting harder as he sat on you.

Then he started touching your hips and your covered pussy. You whimpered as he kept touching it. He was making you feel more vulnerable by the second. He would do this every time when you two were together.

Daniel took your leggings and panties off halfway. He saw that you were bare and clean. You skin was smooth and beautiful. He looked at you and said, "So, did you get that done or did the modeling agency pay for it?"

"It was for my job. I'm a swimsuit model, too."

Daniel smiled and continued to touch your bare pussy. You saw him take his belt off and throw it somewhere in the corner. He took his pants off and you really felt him on you through his boxers. His cock was so hard, just like it always was when you had sex. He unbuttoned your white blouse and unhooked the front of your bra. The moment he took his shirt off, you were reminded of the nights you two had years ago. He was still so hot for his age. Not that thirty was very old.

"Daniel," you said.

"Oh, God, I wish you could call me my pet names again. I miss them so much."

You put your hands on his back and said, "Daniel...all in good time. Not yet. We just got in bed."

Daniel sighed and said as he continued to touch you, "I missed you, y/n. I can't believe you came back to me. After all the shit I did to you, all the bullshit I said to you. You came back. Wait...how did you know I was here?"

You blushed and said, "I looked you up on White Pages."

He smiled and said, "I found your profile on Facebook. I wanted to friend you but then I saw your relationship status. You were dating Allen Ma?"

You nodded. "I broke up with him last week."

"How many boyfriends have you had since me?"

You groaned as he slipped his fingers inside of you. "Umm...two. Allen was my last."

"Who was the lucky guy before him?"

You blushed as you said, "Jake Sim."

"Wow. So in order, you had Taeyong, Jackson, Yeosang, Minghao, Minnie, Kibum, me, Jake, and Allen. All in three years."

"You still like the fact I was a lesbian for a time?"

Daniel laughed. "I think it was hot."

You groaned again as his fingers went deeper inside of you. You got even louder when he curled his fingers inside of you.

"So what would you and Minnie do?"

"Fuck," you said as he started pumping his fingers. "Umm, we would finger each other and...you know, eat each other out. It was a little weird, but it felt nice."

Daniel smiled. "Almost as nice as this?"

"Oh fuck no. You always did everything better. Everything was so much better."

"Would she wear a fake cock?"

You blushed. "Yes. Sometimes we would take turns."

"It didn't feel as good as I do, right?"

"I haven't felt you in a while. I want to though."

Daniel groaned and took his fingers out of you. He wiped them clean on the sheets and shoved his cock inside of you. You moaned so loud that he covered your mouth with his own. He started pumping and the bed started to shake. You were groaning under him as he fucked you. You almost screamed when he got deeper. It felt so good to have Daniel inside of you again.

"Daniel...Daniel..."

"Call me daddy, baby."

"Oh, fuck. Daniel, I can't." You wanted to, though. You wanted him to breed you so much. When you said no, he started going faster until you finally screamed out, "Daddy! Oh God, Daddy, please. Please breed me, Daniel! Please breed me, Daddy. I want a family with you. I want you to be with me again. I love you, Daniel. I don't want to be a mommy to anyone else's children. I want to have your baby, Daniel."

Daniel groaned as he continued to make love to you. "Y/n, baby, I don't want to have a family with anyone else. You are the only one I want. I love you too, cookie."

You groaned after you heard your old pet name. No one else but Daniel called you that. He started calling you that after you two had found out you were in love. It was actually in the church you had sex in. You thought back at that moment with guilty pleasure. You two were in the church kitchen when he pushed you against the fridge and started taking your church clothes off. He thought you were a hypocrite for walking around in a church, like you were a saved innocent little girl. You had just finished fucking on the island before the pastor came in. Since then he had started calling you cookie. There was no reason. He just thought it was a naughty thing to say.

Now, here you two were two years later. In his bedroom, in his high rise apartment, in his king sized bed, and he was calling you cookie again.

Daniel was probably fucking you for a little over an hour when you cummed for the fourth time. That was the power Daniel had over you. He could make you cum just like that.

Now, he was working you differently. You could sense that he was close to cumming for the third time. He was ready to give you his seed. He released his cum inside of you and let it go in until he was sure he was finished. Then, he pulled himself out of you and said, "Cookie, that was amazing."

You were so weak, you could barely form a sentence.

Daniel got up and went into his bathroom. You could hear running water when he came back into the room. You had your eyes half closed when he picked you up ever so gently and carried you to the bathroom. He placed you in the tub of warm water and bubble bath. He started cleaning you off in the most gently way he could. He used the softest washcloth he owned to wash your body. Then, he drained the tub and filled it with new water to rinse you off.

Once you were clean, he wrapped you in the fluffiest towels you had ever felt and laid you in bed. Then, he went into the bathroom and took a shower. He dried himself off and put some clean clothes on. Then, he laid in bed with you and held you until you both fell asleep.

It was dark when you woke up. You were all dry and warm when you sat up. Then you felt Daniel's arm bring you back down to the bed.

"You are not getting up," he said. "You need rest."

All of the memories from when you woke up before came to mind. He would make you stay in bed while he made something in the kitchen. That's what he did. He was gone for about half an hour when he came back into the room and said, "I'm making soup. Let's get you dressed."

He went into his closet and pulled out some women's clothes. You looked at them and said, "I thought you said you didn't have anymore girlfriends."

"I didn't. These are yours from two years ago. You left them when you left me."

You remembered. Daniel had locked your bedroom door and you had left with Daehwi with the clothes on your back.

"I tried to call you about them, but you never answered."

"I had my number changed."

"You really hated me, didn't you?"

You shook your head as you sat up and tried to cover your breasts with the towel. "I didn't hate you. I was just scared that you would follow me."

Daniel set the clothes on the bed and sat next to you. "I fucking hate the idea that I made you scared of me. I hate it. I never wanted you scared. I just thought I was right and I lied to you about working longer hours. All I was doing was drinking."

You got up and started dressing yourself. The perfect curve of your waist made Daniel not want to take his eyes off of you.

You sat back down and said, "I know, Daniel. I didn't want to leave, but I knew that I needed to. Now I know that I need to be with you and you only."

Then Daniel leaned in close and pressed his lips against yours. Then you pushed him away and said, "Your soup."

Daniel got up quickly and went into the kitchen to check on his soup, which was boiling over.

The End 😚

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I can read your smile - Choi Minho SHINee Fanfic - Chapter 1 - Looking for a place

Story masterlist - please consult it for the summary of the story, trigger warnings etc.

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Chapter 2

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Chapter 1 - Looking for a place

chapter word count: 3.1k words

~Third person POV~

"So you left just like that?" Jinki laughed.

"Yes! One more minute with Minho and I would've fucking killed him!"

"Wh-"

"And before you ask-" Kibum turned to Minho. "It's your mere presence that annoys the shit out of me. Just seeing you walk across the living room- ugh!" Key cut him off and grimaced. "Ugh." He repeated, as if suddenly remembering a horrible thing, and shuddered.

"Come on, just tell them the truth!!! You bought an apartment!" Minho whined.

"While that's also true, I also can't stand living with you anymore."

"Fine! Move out then!" Minho scoffed, annoyed.

"Are these the early stages of a divorce?" Taemin asked with a slight chuckle.

"What divorce?"

"We aren't married."

Key and Minho both replied at the same time, making Jinki and Taemin laugh. The boys were seated at their usual table in the cafeteria, eating lunch. Their university had a fixed 9-15:30 program with a 1-hour lunch break from 13:00 to 14:00, followed by a last class.

It became a habit of theirs to meet up daily, even if all of them studied different majors, or were in different years. Jinki was the oldest, and he was in his final year, the fifth, studying mechanical engineering, a difficult field he was passionate about. Key and Minho were both in the 4th year, with Key studying a combo of business and design, and Minho being a business major. He was getting the best education he could to assist in his family's business once he finished his degree. Taemin was also a business major, but he was in 2nd year.

"So anyway- what I'm saying is, now I have to find a new roommate because Key abandoned me." Minho shook his head and scowled.

"Why?" Key laughed. "It's not like you need the rent money."

"Right. Why do you want to live with someone else so badly?" Jinki inquired as well.

"I just... like it when the house is not empty, I guess." He shrugged and took a bite of his food.

"Then get a girlfriend and move in with her." Key rolled his eyes and stated this, as if it were an obvious solution.

"He's married to football." Jinki stated.

"And the gym." Taemin added.

"And he's insufferable." Key finished the point while sipping his strawberry juice with a straw.

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"Morning!" Crystal sat down in her chair, throwing her backpack on her school desk. Thankfully classes started at 9, but she still found it a bit too early. She wished she could sleep in more.

Unfortunately, this was not a possibility, so she relied on the cup of coffee she managed to half-dunk before running out of the house to get to her class in time.

"Morning!" Everyone replied to the girl in unison.

"How's your quest going?" One of the girls behind her, Lydia, asked.

Lydia was a tall and slim girl with brown, silky hair, and a matching pair of hazelnut brown eyes. Her lips were always painted in a subtle glittery shine, and her eyes were contrasted by a smokey eyeshadow look. She seemed unfriendly at first, even quite mean at times, but once you got to know her, you'd realise she was a very sweet girl who just had to toughen up to face the world.

"Quest? What quest?" Taemin raised an eyebrow with a chuckle, confused. He's been Crystal's desk mate for a while now, wasn't he supposed to know things too?

"Oh, Crystal's been looking for a new apartment." Lydia reapplied her gloss and spoke nonchalantly.

"Yea, I'm getting kicked out in 2 weeks." Crystal frowned.

"No way! Why?" Lydia's deskmate, Jude, asked, as confused as Taemin.

This was their usual group – Crystal, Taemin, Jude and Lydia. All of them ended up in a group project in the first year since they were desk mates, and figured out they get along quite well, so they kept to their small entourage and became close, one could say even friends.

"The owner decided to sell." Crystal sighed deeply. She was in deep shit, and she kinda resented Lydia for reminding her of this.

"What? Why haven't you told me?" Taemin asked, hurt, almost with a whine. He was easily affected by people not confiding in him, especially if he's confided in them before, and he did; out of their small group of friends, he was the closest to Crystal, and they spent many late nights on the phone discussing his problems.

Never hers – he noticed bluntly once again.

She never talked about herself.

"I just found out, Taeminnie. Lydia was just with me when he called yesterday." Crystal clarified, patting the boy's back. She knew how high her walls could get, and she could tell that Taemin wanted to ask more, but instead, they just shared a short glance and her smile reassured him that she's okay.

"That's so shitty of him. In the middle of the semester, too. How are you supposed to find a new place?!" Jude complained loudly, chewing on some piece of gum – peppermint flavoured.

Jude was the princess type. She grew up surrounded by all sorts of riches, since she was the only child of a big conglomerate owner. He spoiled her rotten, but she figured out early on in life that she doesn't want to rely on daddy's money forever. She wanted to do something more, using her own powers. She wanted to start her own fashion brand and make it successful without banking on her father's name.

"No idea." Crystal sighed. She hasn't even started looking yet, but the situation was dire. Money was scarce, rooms or apartments in the winter months were scarcer.

"2 weeks notice should be illegal." Jude scoffed.

"Tell me about it!"

"I actually have a friend who's been looking for a roommate. Maybe... it could work out and you could move in with him?" Taemin started, before Lydia intervened.

"A him? Taemin, dear, don't set Crystal up for being abused." Lydia intervened.

"Abused?! He would never-"

"Let's not get haste." Crystal spoke. "It doesn't matter if it's a she or a he. No one's gonna abuse anyone."

"You have too much faith in people." Lydia retorted, and Crystal knew it was coming from a place of hurt. Lydia's been wounded before. She knew, without having to ask her about it. She pieced it together during their talks in-between study sessions, and she knew at least a bit of the extent to which Lydia has trusted someone else, who ended up hurting her really badly.

It was hard for her to trust others.

"This is a crisis!" Jude spoke, loudly again. She somehow seemed the most disturbed by this, even if it had practically nothing to do with her.

"Anyways," Crystal interrupted them all, "how much is he charging?"

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"Hmm, a friend of yours, you say? Do I know him?" Minho smiled, tying his shoes. Taemin went to see him before his football practice specifically so they could talk about this pressing matter.

Crystal needed help, and he wanted to help somehow. It was the first time he felt he could be of use to her, so he made it his #1 mission to make this work somehow.

"She's a girl. And no, I don't think so. She's my desk mate, but she's not really... the type of person you'd associate with, I guess."

"What do you mean by that?" Minho raised an eyebrow.

"I mean... she's not really... her family's not rich or anything." He tried explaining, but stumbled on his words. He knew Crystal worked at a restaurant somewhere, but he realised he knew next to nothing about her private life otherwise. Did her family live here, and if they did, why didn't she live with them?

He felt like a bad friend.

"You think I only associate with rich people?" Minho chuckled. This type of things never mattered to him. It was true, he was more fortunate than most, being born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, but he never let money be a deciding factor in what type of people he kept around him.

"It's not that... but she works a lot and doesn't really hang out or anything. I'm just saying it would be surprising if you knew her." Taemin tried explaining, and he was glad that Minho didn't seem to want to ask anything more.

"Hmm. I see." Minho hummed.

A girl was not exactly his idea of a new roommate, but if what Taemin said was true, she was the type of person who would move in with him because she needed the place, not because it was him. That was comforting in a way. It would also fill the void of Key's absence, because what Minho hated more than anything was an empty apartment.

"So? How much do you charge?" Taemin asked after a few seconds.

"Well, the apartment complex is, as you know, right next to the campus. A room in my complex usually starts at 750$, but... let's say, maybe, 500$?"

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"500?!" Crystal exclaimed.

"Well, it's right next to campus..."

"Wow. I mean, yea, it's a good deal, but... sorry Taeminnie, you wasted your time." Crystal frowned. "I barely earn 500$ with tips, so..."

"Oh." Taemin stood silent for a moment. He had no idea how much she made. As Minho said, the price for a room here could start at 750$ and no one would bat an eye, but it was apparently a life-changing sum for Crystal, that she couldn't afford.

"I'm sorry." Crystal patted his shoulder. "And thank you for asking, really."

"Don't. I haven't done anything..." Taemin's expression saddened. He wasn't able to help her with anything, after all.

"Of course you did! You asked your friend, and he was offering a really good price for the area, it's just that it's out of my budget. But you helped a lot!" The girl praised Taemin, trying to be her cheerful self.

What did she expect? Obviously Taemin wouldn't have a friend with an apartment that she could afford.

Still, that was not his fault, and she didn't want him to feel bad for things out of his control. He did his best.

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~4 days later~

"I really like today's pork chop." Minho said while munching on his food, grabbing a spoonful of rice as well.

"Yea, and the soup is great." Jinki added while he ate happily, like a little kid.

"By the way, what happened with your girl friend who was looking for an apartment?" Minho raised his head to look at Taemin. Ever since that talk a few days ago, he hasn't heard anything anymore.

"Wait, does Taemin have a girlfriend? Which one?" Key asked shocked and started looking around the cafeteria.

"No, dummy." Minho laughed. "Girl friend as in a friend who is a girl."

"Great phrasing, dumbass." Key rolled his eyes.

"Oh, she said it's a great offer and thanked you, but she refused." Taemin took a bite of his food. He got sad once again for not being able to help more, and he absent mindedly glanced over Crystal's table. She was, as usual, seated with Jude and Lydia, and her back was turned to him.

"Rejected even outside a relationship." Jinki spoke, earning a side glare from Minho.

"But why?" Minho couldn't help but ask. Taemin seemed really eager to find out if he would want her as a roommate.

"Too expensive." Taemin clarified.

To that, Minho didn't know what to say. 500$ meant nothing to him, and to most people in this cafeteria.

"Who was it, though? The one who rejected Minho." Key grinned.

"The girl in the floral sundress at that table. Her name's Crystal." Taemin spoke and pointed out to the girl with the back turned on them, sitting a few tables over.

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"An apple again?" Jude frowned.

"You know the saying... an apple a day keeps the doctor away!" Crystal smiled.

"You can't keep eating just an apple for lunch every day. How do you have energy?" Jude asked in a worried tone.

"Hard will." Crystal shrugged. "Don't worry, if my body needed anything else, I would've eaten it."

A lie.

She did feel hungry most times, but that was okay. Hunger pangs came in overwhelming waves only late at night, if the restaurant was especially busy and she wouldn't have time to munch on anything.

"She's right, you know?" Lydia spoke while eating the cafeteria's lunch. She changed subjects quickly enough, with a follow-up question. "Are you browsing apartments again?"

"Mhm." Crystal frowned. "I have to move out in exactly 10 days and still have no idea where I'll go."

"You really didn't find anything?" Jude bent over the table trying to glance into Crystal's phone. "Your screen's broken."

"Nah. Everything in my price range is crap." Crystal chuckled and ignored the comment about her phone. She didn't have money to replace it right now, anyway.

"How can you even laugh in that situation? I would stress myself out to no end!" Jude exclaimed.

"You're so dramatic." Lydia rolled her eyes at her desk mate.

"Well, I am stressed out, but besides looking at advertisements, what can I do? Adding more stress is pointless."

"See? She has it all figured out." Lydia added and smiled at Crystal, feeling proud that she was keeping herself together so well.

"I wish I had your resolve." Jude said. "If you don't find anything in 10 days, you can always move in with me until you find something."

"I would never." Crystal chuckled. "I don't want to disturb you."

"You wouldn't!" Jude jumped in immediately, and then her attention shifted somewhere behind Crystal, and she started waving. Crystal, curious as she is, turned her head around and saw Taemin waving at them enthusiastically.

Then, he gestured towards her and asked her to come over.

Weird. She thought. He was with his other group of friends, and he's never asked any of them to join him before. But still, she got up and took her half-eaten apple – the only lunch of the day – and headed towards Taemin. She didn't recognise any of the men at the table, but then again, she didn't really know anyone outside the people from her class, so that wasn't so surprising.

"Crystal! You're shining today as usual!" Taemin complimented the girl and ushered her to sit down next to him, taking her into a side hug as soon as she sat down.

"Oh, shut up!" She chuckled and hugged him back. He would always make small jokes at her name, telling her she shines like a Crystal, and she would always find them funny and laugh, because Taemin was the only one who didn't make fun of her maliciously. He genuinely found the name funny.

Kids when she was younger would poke fun at the fact that she was poor and had such an unfitting name-

"Everyone, this is my friend and desk mate, Crystal. Crystal, this next to me is Kibum, and in front of us are Jinki and Minho." Taemin interrupted her train of thoughts, and she focused on the names of his friends, trying to remember them as much as she could.

"Pleasure to meet you." She showed her sweet smile, and the boys returned her pleasantries.

"So, how's your apartment hunt going?" Taemin asked.

"Oh, is that why you wanted me to come here?" Crystal chuckled nervously.

"Yea."

"We could've talked in class." She smiled, and Taemin felt as if she was scolding him. Still, she replied. "It's not really going anywhere. I saw a few rooms yesterday but no luck so far."

"Were they ugly?"

"Very! Some of them were full of mold, or had an active cockroach infestation-"

"Ew!" Taemin grimaced at the thought of cockroaches. He hated all insects with a passion.

"Right?! I saw at least 5 and I took two steps inside. I'm scared to death of them!"

"Me too! They are horrible, and their little legs-"

"What's your budget?" Minho asked all of a sudden, interrupting Taemin and taking Crystal by surprise. She almost forgot other people were at the table, with how one-sided the conversation's been. Taemin excluded all of them from the start, when he asked her something personal his friends had no interest in knowing.

"Uhm..." Crystal tucked her hair behind her right ear, a bad habit she wanted to get rid of that showed she was uncomfortable.

"Taemin said 500$ is over the budget." Minho pressed.

"Oh." Crystal laughed, feeling a bit embarrassed. "You must be the friend with the apartment, then."

"Yea, he's the guy I told you about." Taemin confirmed.

"How much have you been paying until now?"

"Well, I was paying 200$, but with how much the market exploded, I could go to maybe 250$ with utilities. Would still be a bit over, but manageable if I cut a few more costs." She absent-mindedly looked at the apple. Obviously, an apple wouldn't be making a dent through her savings, but she thought in horror how many dinners she'd start skipping once she paid 50$ more monthly, especially on nights when she didn't work.

If she worked, the restaurant would usually cover one meal at least.

"Okay." Minho nodded and crossed his arms. "Are you a tidy person?"

"Huh?" She raised her eyebrows. This question took her by surprise.

"She's the tidiest person!" Taemin exclaimed. "Always spotless! You should see her notes, and how she arranges her pens on the table!"

"That sounds like OCD-" Key started before Taemin elbowed his side.

"Okay, then how about 150$?"

"Sorry?" Crystal tilted her head.

"I'm asking you if 150$ would be a good price for you to move in with me."

"150$? But-"

"Yea, I just want to move in with someone after my dear Kibum left me dry." Minho glanced at Key.

"Still, from 500$ to 150$... you'd certainly find someone else to pay you even more..." Crystal chuckled.

"He doesn't need money." Jinki shrugged.

"So? Is that okay? Should we go see the apartment after class?" Minho insisted.

Crystal found him pushy, but still, she agreed with an uncertain nod, so he took out his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and handed it over to the girl.

"Your number?" He smiled, and she looked at Taemin unsure, who just nodded and smiled back at her.

She grabbed the phone and typed in her number, then gave it back to Minho.

"I'll message you later." He said, then took his empty tray and got up from the table.

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Chapter 2

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When You Tell Him That You Think You Love Him ~ SHINee Reaction

Onew:

Your eyes looked at Jinki in awe as he came off of the stage, taken aback by just how incredible the show was as you finally got to watch it in person.

Even as he walked across to you, you still stared at him with wide eyes. “What did you think?” He asked, waving his hand in front of your face.

“I think I’m in love with you,” was all that you could say, mesmerised by just how talented Jinki was whilst up there.

A chuckle came from him as he rested his hand against your arm, “I was hoping you would enjoy the concert, but I didn’t think you’d enjoy it that much.”

“It was just incredible,” you encouraged, finally meeting his eyes, “I always knew you could sing and dance, but altogether as a show was something else.”

“So, you think you love me?” Jinki quizzed with a wide smile etched upon his face.

Your head slowly nodded back to him, “it’s alright if you don’t feel the same, but seeing you tonight has just seemed to confirm everything for me, I’m so stunned by you.”

“I do feel the same,” Jinki smiled in reply, “I think I love you too, in fact, I think I know.”

“I’m so relieved to hear you say that.”

Key:

You smiled weakly as Kibum rolled onto his side to lay face to face with you, chuckling nervously as he noticed you staring across at him with bright eyes.

His brows furrowed as you continued to stare across at him. “Have I done something wrong?” Kibum asked, worried about what you were thinking.

“No,” you told him, keeping your eyes on him, “I’m just doing a lot of thinking, that’s all,” you informed Kibum calmly.

His head nodded as your eyes still looked in his direction, “fancy letting me in on what it is that you’re thinking whilst staring at me so hard like this?”

“I’m thinking about how much I think I’m in love with you,” you told Kibum, taking him by surprise by your sudden confession so late into the night.

“That’s what’s on your mind?” Kibum asked, stunned, as he let go of a laugh.

Your head nodded back to him straight away, “I know I didn’t really say it earlier, but I had a really good day with you today, you always know how to take care of me.”

“I take care of you because I think I love you too,” he replied, taking you by surprise too.

“I wasn’t expecting you to say that.”

Minho:

A smile formed on your face as you walked out of your office building to see a car parked up outside, with the door opening up as soon as you neared.

You relaxed into the seat as soon as you sat down in the car. “I didn’t think you’d want to walk home in the rain?” Minho smiled across at you.

“I can’t believe you came and picked me up,” you whispered, placing your bag down in between your feet.

Minho nodded back to you, “I looked outside at the studio and remembered your car was broken, I didn’t know how else you’d get yourself home.”

“Honestly, I think I love you,” you suddenly told Minho, touched by what he had done, “no one has ever done something like this for me before.”

“It’s not too big of a deal,” Minho shyly told you in response, turning away.

You chuckled at how quickly he sunk down in his seat, “I mean it Min, it might just be a lift to you, but the fact that you thought about me really means a lot to me you know.”

“I thought about you because I think I love you too,” he whispered, turning to face you.

“You couldn’t have said anything better.”

Taemin:

Your smile was wide as you walked into the bedroom to find Taemin sat in the middle of the bed waiting for you to finish up in the bathroom.

As soon as you sat down, his arms wrapped around you. “Have you had a good birthday?” He grinned as the day of celebrating you concluded.

“The best,” you immediately replied, relaxing against Taemin’s frame, “no one has ever treated me like you have today.”

His smile was wide as you spoke, pressing a kiss against the side of your head, “I just wanted to give you a birthday that you’d never forget, that’s all.”

“You’ve made me feel special,” you quickly assured Taemin, “I think I love you for all of the incredible things that you’ve done for me today.”

“For real?” Taemin shyly asked you, unsure if you were just being kind to him.

Your head nodded back to him, “I can’t remember a birthday quite amazing as this one, and that’s all down to you. The effort you’ve gone to is just crazy to me, really.”

“I made the effort because I think I love you as well,” Taemin informed you.

“Today had given me a bit of a hint.”

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I don't know if you've seen the new pic Kibum posted, but if you're online I'm sure you've seen the drama about it now...

I don't get it though, usually Key will say himself when he posts something if it shouldn't be shared, so I wonder if even he didn't see a problem with it at first? Why is one picture such a problem? Is Taemin not allowed to exist in public while enlisted?

This isn't a dig at Baekhyun cause I'm glad he was able to do these things, but didn't he have youtube videos coming out while enlisted? And I know he was all over his verified twitter all the time? How is just one picture different than that? Is it cause of the platform? Even though its not Taemin's bubble and he makes no money from it? Would their be so much drama if it had been posted to instastories?

I saw people saying there were articles, but there were articles written when Taemin went to Keys show?

I dunno where I'm getting with this, other than enlistment is confusing, I hope Key and Taemin in particular are okay, and I can't wait for this overlong awful enlistment to be over...

Hi Anon.

I have Bubble so I received the scolding directly via text! That was a shocker, lol. I'll give you my unvarnished opinion on this but as a warning, I'm going to be brutally honest about all of it. You're asking completely legit questions here.

The situation is nuanced, and I think for a lot of fans just the idea that they did something Kibum didn't like and felt the need to tell everyone off about was enough to either upset them or make them scared and 'fall in line." I deleted the posts I made and then I reflected because I never share Bubble content. But this time I made an exception — why did I do that? Because EVERYONE did.

So this is my opinion (don't take it as gospel because I have no access to anyone's thoughts). I think Key misjudged the reaction to that photo and how berserk everyone would go. He sees Taemin all the time; we haven't seen his entire face since his birthday in 2022 (lol). And, we've had virtually no communication from him in almost two years. "We" went nuts. Can anyone blame us? No. But Bubble is a paid service, and Kibum always reminds us not to share his shit. I never share anyone's shit publicly anyhow, but again it was ubiquitous, so I joined in. See the problem?

He had every right to get mad and remind of his boundaries and Bubble policy (there are financial penalties you can face for sharing stuff too btw). I also think he probably felt remorse over sending it in the first place since he likely misjudged what would happen. Is it all about breaking Bubble policy? No. And I don't think it's all about him being annoyed at fans breaking his trust either.

Baekhyun did have a personal YouTube account that he setup himself to use to communicate with fans during enlistment. It's my understanding he did this as a way to keep in touch without it having any links to promo/work. But, do you remember how he had to delete it all, and then he came online to tell us it's okay etc? I think that SM caught wind of extra scrutiny on people doing civil service enlistment, and it was a precaution. I also think this is why they've cooled it on Taemari, and it could be one of many reasons why Taemin stopped doing any posts at all. I'm not saying it's THE reason, but I think it's likely a factor.

There is a lot of criticism of celebrities who do civil service enlistment, and that criticism was present before the investigation involving Ravi and others came to light. People have been criticizing the option for years, saying it's how celebrities get out of doing "actual" service (let's put aside arguments about why that's wrong/insane, etc). Instead, put yourself in Taemin's shoes. He started service one way and is finishing it another. Wouldn't you want to avoid public ire and scrutiny over how you're spending your time in enlistment, ie. "living it up" etc. In my opinion, that's the worry over the photo being everywhere and now in news articles.

Why is the concert different? He went with Lee Soo-Man on the non-Beyond Live day as a private citizen, he kept his face covered the entire time—he even dressed low key. I have the same shirt that he wore (lol, imagine my surprise) except it's the branded version. He wore the non-branded version. Though he did have a Prada bag so maybe my argument falls apart but it wasn't like, in your face, was it? Anyhow, I hope you'll see my point. When he went to that soccer game, Jimin and Sungwoon were also there but they were in a fancy box. He did not sit in the box - he was just with the regulars in the stands. It wouldn't look so good to be in a fancy private box when you're supposed to be serving in the military, would it?

When Minho served, whenever he called Taemin he said he could never show his face. He was allowed to call him on VLives (or comment, lol) but he said specifically he can't show his face. They even argued about it. To bring this full circle, Bubble is a paid promotional, parasocial service. Even though for Kibum, sharing the photo is "private," it's still part of his work as an idol. So technically Taemin was in paid content. Is it a big deal? I really don't think it is (also is he definitely not discharged already?! o.O) so no one should feel sad or bad or whatever. Next time anyone shares anything on Bubble, I know it won't get shared. That's just how the fans roll. There's a level of respect here that is a breath of fresh air tbh.

Why is Baekhyun on Twitter whenever he wants but we don't hear from Taemin often? Personal choice. And that's a choice to be respected. It's not our business unless he chooses to share. Existential perspectives aside, we're part of "work" and the man is not in work nor getting paid for it right now, so he doesn't need to do shit. lol.

#I hope that's fair #I saw lots of different reactions today so it made me think it might be helpful to share thoughts #kibum has the right to his boundaries #as does Taemin

[katrinawritesthings]

Jonghyun/Taemin; fingies; PG

Anonymous asked: Prompt (?👀) Tae watching tv w jjong and playing w jjongs hand and talking about how weird fingers are 🚶 good shit meme anon

Jonghyun doesn't know about this trash tv. Taemin is always talking about it, telling him who said what and what the new drama is and who he wants to win, but Jonghyun is finally here on the couch watching with him and he just. He doesn't get it.

"This is just drunk people being mean to each other," he says. 

"Yeah," Taemin says. "Isn't it great?" 

Jonghyun glances at him; he's comfortable underneath Jonghyun's arm, grinning back and forth between the trash on tv and dance videos on his phone. Well. At least he's happy. "I don't think it's for me,” Jonghyun says gently. He likes cartoons where people learn the value of compassion. Or slice of life stories about existing despite how hard it is. At the very least, he likes his trash to be action movies where shit gets blown up to slamming music.

Taemin turns to him, lips pulled back in a half disappointed, half understanding smile. "Yeah,” he sighs. "I know.” He gently headbutts Jonghyun's shoulder to show affection. “Thanks for trying, though," he says. Smiling, Jonghyun smooches him on the tip of the nose. Of course he tried. Anything for his Taemin. While Taemin grumbles and wipes off his spit, his hands Jonghyun the remote control. 

Within a minute, Jonghyun has the tv on a space documentary. He draws his feet up on the couch, curling his knees in front of him and leaning more against Taemin. He feels a little bad; Taemin is about as interested in space as Jonghyun is in his trash tv. But there's a dinosaur documentary on right after this and he knows that Taemin will appreciate that. It'll be something that they can watch together today.

As time goes by, like Jonghyun thought, Taemin loses focus on the tv. He starts watching only his phone, and to divide his attention, he picks up Jonghyun's hand from around his shoulders and starts playing with his fingers. Jonghyun plays with him absentmindedly, wiggling his fingers and breaking free from Taemin every now and again to poke or pinch his cheeks. Every so often, Taemin will bite him and then Jonghyun will stick his wet finger right into Taemin's ear.

Luckily for the both of them, the dinosaur documentary starts before they can escalate that little war any further. Taemin puts his phone into his pocket to focus on the tv, keeping Jonghyun's hand between his. And it's like that, during a commercial, that Taemin speaks up again: "fingers are so weird." 

Jonghyun takes a second to process that, and then turns and looks at Taemin. He cannot begin to describe the depth of incredulity inside of him as he watches Taemin inspect his hand, his fingers, pinch his skin and rub the little hairs on his knuckles. “You are going to tell me that my fingers are weird?” he asks. “You?”

Taemin gives him an eyeroll that almost rivals one of Kibum’s. "I just said fingers, not your fingers specifically," he says. "Also, fuck you. My fingers are so normal and sexy.” Jonghyun snorts, trying to grab Taemin's hand, but he shoves both of them between his thighs without changing his haughty expression. “Also again, even if i was calling your fingers weird specifically, you know weird is a compliment from me." 

Well. He has a point there. Jonghyun doesn't know why he was getting ready to be offended. But still. "They're not weird,” he says. "They’re just, like, fingers.” He looks at his own hand, inspecting his own digits. A little short, a little stocky, a little dark, a little rough, a little cute. Just like him. They do their jobs and never give him any trouble. "What's weird –"

"Wait, shut up," Taemin says quickly. He points at the tv; Jonghyun gasps softly. Dinosaurs are back on. 

The next half hour is spent in silence, learning about fossil distribution and migration patterns, and then as soon as the program ends Jonghyun continues, "what’s weird about them?" 

“They’re, like." Taemin sits up straight, jostling Jonghyun until he's comfortable, and holds up Jonghyun's hand. He puts his own hand next to it so they can look at both of them together. "They're weird," he insists. "They’re veiny, and the knuckles look weird under the skin, and they're like, super strong for no reason –"

 "What– ?” Jonghyun splutters, baffled. That's not anything he was expecting in the slightest. Never in his life has he heard fingers being described as strong, let alone super strong. “What do you mean? My fingers can barely open a bottle of water half the time, hello?" 

 "Jinki," Taemin says simply, blankly, like he thought that would be obvious.

"Okay, well." Now it's Jonghyun's turn to roll his eyes. "Jinki doesn't count, Jinki is a fucking–” as soon as the word starts to leave his mouth, Jonghyun feels bad about it, but he says it anyway, "freak,” and then the rest of his sentence is huffed out through his guilty laughter. “He literally trained his fingers to be that strong for fun. Jinki is nowhere near the realm of normal human fingers. If Jinki finger blasted you he would rupture your intestines.”

Taemin bursts into laughter. With him going, Jonghyun can't fight his own laughter from taking over. They lean into each other, snorting and giggling, and they never come back to finish the conversation. Neither of them mind.

#jongtae #jonghyun #taemin #pg #drabble #fluff #Everyday I think about Jinx just jamming his finger through that cardboard box like it was nothing #And also when he was three fingers inside of that fish n it squirted all over his arm #And also also him four fingers into that clay #What did he train his fingers to be so strong for. What was the purpose.

[what-if-nct]

cw // a little bit of gore and death

oh you think that’s it? nah, it gets worse-

i remember when i was about 11 years old, i saw jonghyun in my dream and everything seemed happy at first.

but then, i saw key with a knife and was chasing him to STAB him. i literally heard kibum saying “you ruined my life” and “i hate you” to him as he finally manages to catch him and tie him up with a skipping rope.

he had a knife to his ear and said “you better repay me or you’re dead” then suddenly taemin tried to save him but failed as he was constantly sliced into pieces.

also yes, there was a lot of gore- but i’m not going to describe it for obvious reasons

jonghyun was there screaming for help whilst taemin tried to get up from the floor and take the knife off kibun and then ACCIDENTALLY killed jonghyun 😩

but it gets even worse-

once jonghyun was just about to die, he literally started by eating his leg until he couldn’t scream anymore. (also he was upside down so-)

the rest was quite gory since i would see shinee literally eating jonghyun until he was down to the bones like he was a piece of chicken and when i woke up, i started crying to my mother and she had to calm me down and put me back to sleep.

here’s a wholesome dream i had!

one time, i saw jinki running towards a farm nude and he picked up a chicken so he could- put some “homemade filling” inside of it and whilst he was doing that, all the chicken grew bigger until they were big enough to kill him by pecking him to death.

that’s probably the most normal dream i could get… i don’t remember any normal dreams i got-

some of my dreams may involve the r word and i honestly don’t want to get into that too much for obvious reasons but i’ll say “jonghyun” so you can put two and two together. also that was when i was about 12/13 when i had been getting flashbacks…

also i get beaten up in my dreams so- fun! very fun!

oh yeah my sister told me last night that she dreamt about seeing jonghyun and jinki doing the nasty when suddenly they got killed by a gun.

then taemin came in and literally said “omg toys! thanks hyung!” before playing their dead naked bodies as toys.

she woke up confused, but not surprised - just like how i would be. we’re literally the same, even my cousins is like that.

you know that cousin that got me into shinee? the one that is about the same age as you? she has the same problem as me where she gets weird dreams that makes no sense that you would wake up all confused.

they were so weird that one time we both had the same dream as each other one time. and boy- i’m not gonna tell you what happened because it is BRUTAL…

so yeah… defo runs in the family.

Oh my gosh, I didn't expect it to get worse. I am sending you so much love and light so you and your family can have nice sweet easy going dreams. Maybe sleep with crystal quartz or selenite to clear the energy and obsidian for protection or even rose quartz for extra love. If you believe in crystals. I always have crystals around me. I very rarely have scary dreams except one a frat guy was chasing my best friend and I down the street with a chain saw after I saved her from some sort of gross fraternity thing. Or I have in dream sleep paralysis where I'm asleep in a dream and get that sleep paralysis effect one dream I woke up so scared and I went down stairs and Grayson Dolan cuddled with me on the couch and we ate ice cream. I use to dream about the Dolan Twins a lot. I really send you nothing but good vibes so you can have super happy dreams. Also Onew is naked a lot in your dreams. That fascinates me. Once one by one NCT 127 took their penis's out in the door way to a living room. That's it then they left. But naked Onew three times is so interesting. Your dream Onew doesn't like clothes

[itstheoneshot]

White T-Shirt ~ a series

Chapter 4: 넷

Masterlist: here

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: none

cute college au; dancer meets singer.

After class, Taemin receives a call from his boss asking him to work, so Yeona bids him farewell before making her way back to her dorm. She takes the long route again, to pass the cafe, which is open, as it's not as late as it was the previous day after her study session. She sees Kibum working behind the counter, and decides to go in to buy herself a coffee to get her through her evening of homework.

"Yeona!" Kibum yells, “Hi!”

"Hi, Kibum-oppa." Yeona says as she reaches him.

"Soy chai?" He asks, already punching it into the screen in front of him.

"As always,” She replies, “For takeaway please."

She pays and then stands to the side and awaits her drink, staring mindlessly at her phone, she scrolls through her social networking sites as she waits.

"Chai latte for... oh Yeona!"

She looks up, hearing the familiar voice, and can't help the smile that creeps across her face as her eyes connect with Jonghyun’s.

"Hi!” She beams, “I didn't know if you'd be working!"

"I'm just finishing up,” He tells her, “Can I walk you to your dorm?"

"Of course,” She replies, “I’d like that.”

Jonghyun hands Yeona her drink, gently grazing fingers like yesterday, and he smiles at her before returning to the kitchen. She takes small sips as she waits only a few minutes for him to finalise his shift, before he stands in front of her again. He is wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans, and she wonders to herself how a man can look so effortlessly handsome all of the time, even in such casual attire.

"May I take your bag?" He asks her, his hand already out expectantly.

Yeona blushes, and with a nod she takes her satchel full of books off her shoulder and holds it out to Jonghyun. They both say goodbye to Kibum, and they pretend to ignore the wink that he gave them before they exit the cafe, with Jonghyun holding the door open for Yeona to exit first.

"Do you work at the cafe every day?" Yeona asks.

"Maybe three to five times a week?” He replies, “I have no more shifts until Monday though, so it's my weekend!"

"What are your plans then,” She asks him further, “For your weekend?"

"Seeing you, of course!” He chuckles, “Other than that, I have no plans apart from getting more homework done."

Yeona feels her cheeks redden again, she never blushes this much but every word from Jonghyun sends her spiraling. She tries to focus on the drink in her hands, and the floor in front of her to keep her grounded. It doesn't take long for them to reach Yeona's dorm, and she reaches behind Jonghyun to get her key from the bag that he carried for her.

"I'm sorry my bag is so heavy." She mumbles as she pulls the key out.

"It's nothing!” He insists, “I wanted to take it for you."

"You're too sweet, Jonghyun." Yeona smiles at him.

"No honorifics today?" He teases her.

Yeona's eyes widened, she couldn't remember whether it was a dream that she had used honorifics when she was speaking to him late last night, but Jonghyun has confirmed that for her now, it was not.

"Sorry…” She stutters, “I can use them, if you want me to."

"I'm just teasing!” He replies, “Please don't, just call me Jjong if you'd like."

"You made me worried!” She sighs, “Well, thank you for carrying my bag for me, Jjong."

They stare at each other for too long, until Yeona giggles and reaches out for her bag on the elder's shoulder. Every fibre of Yeona's being is begging her to invite him in, not wanting to be apart from him again, but the logical part of her brain is telling her not to make herself look easy. Jonghyun takes a moment to realise that Yeona is reaching for her bag, and fumbles to remove it from his shoulder and hold it out for her.

"Can I call you again?" Jonghyun asks tentatively.

"I'd love that." Yeona replies, “Yes, please.”

They continue to stare at each other for a moment more, Jonghyun takes his hand and rubs the back of his neck, his nervous tic. Yeona feels her cheeks begin to hurt from smiling so much, and she looks down at the keys in her hand, realising that she should probably head inside before she loses control and invites him in with her.

"Are you sure you don't need help with your study?” Jonghyun asks her, “I did really well in Sociology."

Yeona realises that he is asking her to invite him in, and she cannot resist it anymore. Her mind is screaming both yes and no at the same time, but she makes the impulsive decision.

"Only if I'm not going to be interrupting your own study,” She says, “I would love the assistance.”

"Not at all. I want to help,” He starts, letting himself relax enough to continue, “And I'm not quite ready to say goodbye to you today."

"Okay, thank you,” She replies, trying to ignore the swell of her heart at his words, “I'm sorry my place isn't super clean."

"I promise I won't judge." Jonghyun laughs, “Mine’s probably worse, anyway.”

———

Yeona opens the door with her key, and steps in as Jonghyun follows, shutting the door behind him. Jonghyun looks around at the spotless apartment, he sees one jacket strewn across the back of a chair, and a couple of glasses next to the sink, but other than that the place is clean, cosy and nice.

They take off their shoes, brushing their shoulders together as they stand back up. The pair walk over to Yeona's desk, where Yeona sits in the chair and Jonghyun leans against the desk next to her. He watches her pull her books out of her bag, and notices the way her black and blonde hair falls out of her ponytail, getting in her eyes.

Jonghyun reaches forward, and uses his fingers to tuck the stray hairs behind her ear. Yeona looks up at him, her cheeks burn red, the contact between the two of them is almost too much for her to cope with.

"Should we start?" Jonghyun asks, slicing through the tension in the room.

"Sure. I don't want you to stand up the whole time though,” She says, “We can set up a study area on the floor…”

She so desperately wanted to ask him to sit on the bed, but felt that was way too easy. Yes, she wanted to kiss him, but they haven't even been on their first date yet.

"The floor will hurt your back,” Jonghyun tells her, “Why not the bed?"

Well, he did offer, so Yeona accepts that she cannot say no, and nods before picking up her laptop and carrying it to the small double bed against the wall. She turns to walk back and get her books, but Jonghyun has already collected them and brought them over.

"Thank you, Jjong." Yeona says as she takes them from him.

They both sit on the bed, each resting against a pillow on respective walls, and Jonghyun assists Yeona with her studies. Yeona begins to see that not only is he nice, and attractive, but he is really smart too. He must have not been lying when he said that he had excelled in this subject, as the way he explains every concept begins to make sense to her.

"You're a really good teacher." Yeona says, “Thank you.”

"You're a good student,” He replies, “I know you've got this test, you'll pass it for sure.”

"Thanks to you." Yeona states.

"Not just me,” He shakes his head, “It’s you who is learning."

Jonghyun stares at the girl in front of him, and he wonders what happened to make her so self-doubting. When he sees her, he sees a strong, independent, intelligent and wildly attractive young woman. He wishes that she could see what he does, and he secretly hopes that maybe he will be able to show her how he really feels.

"Do you want to get dinner?" Jonghyun asks, noting the time on his watch.

"I'd love to, but I don't really have the money,” Yeona sighs, “I've got cup noodles that I can have."

"I'll pay,” Jonghyun continues, “What would you like?"

"Are you sure?” She asks, waiting for Jonghyun to nod before suggesting “Vegetable bibimbap."

"My favourite too,” He hums, “I'll order for delivery here."

Yeona goes over her notes as Jonghyun calls the local restaurant, trying to revise what she has taken from Jonghyun's teaching. She listens to him as he orders two of the same meal, and gives them directions to the campus dorm entrance where he will meet them upon arrival with their food. Jonghyun thanks the worker on the other line before disconnecting.

"It'll be here in twenty minutes,” Jonghyun tells her, “Should we continue and then take a break when our food arrives?"

"That works with me!" replies Yeona, picking up her textbook once again.

The pair get through a decent amount of study, before Jonghyun gets a call that their food is arriving. He pulls his shoes on quickly and runs out the door to meet the delivery driver out the front of the complex. Yeona tries to fight the feeling inside of her that is telling her she misses him already, but it only takes another minute until he is back, standing at her door, with a paper bag in his hand containing their dinner.

———

"Hungry?" Jonghyun asks as he slips his shoes off.

"Very!" Yeona replies, once again realising she had missed lunch today.

The pair set up on the floor, both leaning back against the side of the bed as they eat their food in silence. When they finish, Yeona looks up at Jonghyun beside her and sees a droplet of sauce on his chin. She reaches out and wipes it away gently with her thumb, noticing colour run to Jonghyun's cheeks as she does so.

"Your hands are so soft." Jonghyun says, flushing a deeper red as he realises what he has spoken aloud.

"Thanks?" Yeona giggles, though his words make her blush too.

Jonghyun takes the bowls and puts them back in the paper bag, before disposing of them in the bin. They both wash their hands before resuming their position on the bed to continue studying. It's late, and both Yeona and Jonghyun are tired, but neither of them want the night to end, so they end up laying down at either end of the bed to continue their work.

"Yeona, you look tired,” Jonghyun comments, “Should I go?"

"No,” She whines, “Don’t go…”

"Okay,” He sighs, watching her eyes flutter again, “But you should sleep."

"Okay…” Yeona grumbles, “Goodnight Jjong."

"Goodnight, Yeona."

Jonghyun watches as Yeona's eyes flutter closed and she falls asleep. He watches her chest rise and fall, and with every moment more he feels himself falling. He curses and thanks Taemin simultaneously, incredulous that he matched them together, and furious that it took him so long to do so. Jonghyun feels his eyelids grow heavy too, and he eventually succumbs to sleep himself.

———

masterlist

#kpop fanfic #kpop #Shinee #Shinee fanfic #fanfic series #Jonghyun #Jonghyun fanfic #kim Jonghyun #kim Jonghyun fanfic

[wooahaes]

sweet night [pt.5]

pairing: non-idol!mingyu x fem!reader

word count: 3.5k~

warnings: some talk of reader putting on a certain front when in public. reader getting kinda anxious over seungkwan. some skinship between reader and mingyu. some talk about stressful friendships w others because of seungkwan.

daisy’s notes: reader’s brother appears and it’s absolutely the most self indulgent thing you’ll probs see in this fic... wish he was MY brother </3 but hehe i had to include him somewhere >:3

summary:  As the adopted daughter of the Kim family and current heir to the company, you have it all. An arranged marriage with your soon-to-be fiance who you truly fell in love with, respect from your workers for being good at your job, a good relationship with both your family and your good friends... What more could you want out of life? And yet all it takes is one night for everything to fall down, and one man to help pick up the pieces. 

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That Saturday, you received a text from one of your brother’s friends to go check on the dogs. Minho had been apartment-sitting for him, but he claimed he was busy and that he had a few friends he’d visit. Your brother was supposed to be home that night anyway, so all you needed to do was go in and check on the dogs and make sure they were fine--Minho would swing back by later in the day just to double check that they hadn’t made a mess. You told Mingyu that you were borrowing his car, he told you to drive safe, and you made the journey to your brother’s apartment and let yourself in. You could already hear nails tapping against the ground, your brother’s dogs already excited to see who was there.

“Commes des, Garçon,” you called out as they started bounding toward you. You shut the door behind you, already crouching down to give them some attention. You always loved seeing them, even though Commes Des could be... moody, some days. You’d dog-sat for him once before and he growled at you when you teased him for getting a little chubbier since the last time you’d seen him. It was hidden praise: he was being well-fed and taken care of, after all.

Maybe you could find where Kibum had hidden the treats. Even if you teased them, you were happy to spoil them when you could. You sighed, “Minho went to play golf today, didn’t he?”  You pouted, setting down your things, already making your way toward where you knew their food dishes were. “How irresponsible... He could have at least--”

You stopped, seeing that the food bowls were already filled. So was their water, and neither dog acted like they needed to be taken out. Garçon was sitting there, wagging his tail happily at you.

You rolled your eyes. “Kibum! Stop hiding and come hug me!”

You heard his bedroom door open. “I told him it wouldn’t work,” he called out, making his way into the living room. He opened his arms. “You’re too smart for that.”

“Didn’t I say to come hug me?”

He didn’t budge. You rolled your eyes again and went to hug him tight.

“Loser,” you mumbled, smiling. Despite the fights he’d pick with you while growing up, six years your senior, you always loved seeing your older brother home, safe and sound. “How was London?”

“Fine,” he said, not elaborating as he pulled away. “I heard the news,” he crossed his arms. Of course he’d change the topic onto the one thing you didn’t want to talk about. “Seungkwan is lucky I don’t track him down right now and smack some sense into him.”

“Kibum, it’s fine--”

“And you should have called me first thing. Mom kept calling me and asked if I’d heard from you,” he gave you a sour look as he walked away. “I told her you’d only pick up calls when you were ready. I know you. Even if I had called, you’d just text me to leave you alone.”

You frowned. “Can we not talk about this?”

“You were publicly broken up with by someone who’d been cheating on you when he proposed to someone else,” Kibum frowned at you. “Were you with Mingyu?”

You didn’t even have to answer for him to know. He pulled open his fridge, crouching to get a better look at what was inside.

“He’s good for you,” he said. He looked up. “Have you eaten yet?”

“Not really,” you crossed your arms, and he turned his attention back to the fridge. “When did you get back?”

“Last night.”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

He continued looking, frowning at not finding anything he wanted. “I fell asleep as soon as I came home,” he stood up, shutting the fridge. “Let’s go out for brunch.”

So the two of you did, after you sat back and waited for Kibum to change. He always took so much care in looking nice. You busied yourself with giving the dogs some love while you were there, trying to figure out where Kibum had stashed their treats. Part of you wished you could live like he did, even if you knew the fashion industry was stressful. He still had the chance to travel often, finding inspiration in the places he went. You sometimes lived through him through the souvenirs he’d bring back for you, daydreaming of the day you’d be able to take a trip for a few days. Maybe you’d start considering honeymoon locations for you and Mingyu. Even if you’d be sleeping in separate beds, if not separate rooms, the two of you could still go somewhere nice and pretend to be friends on a trip together. Like neither of you had responsibilities waiting for you when you came home.

Kibum said nothing of engagements and Mingyu on the drive over--only making one comment that he heard you considered Minho a brother to you. How was he supposed to feel about that? About Choi Minho? Of all people? You could have named anyone else and he would have been okay with it. Minho was the one person who, if he ever found out, would never let him hear the end of it. Kibum dropped the topic when he brought you to a place you always saw in the pictures he’d post to social media, where he introduced you to the staff as his sister and to please take care of you as well. It was sweet how much he cared for you, even when he was bickering with you barely ten minutes before about Minho.

The moment the two of you were left alone, he turned serious. “So... You and Kim Mingyu.”

You already knew what was coming. “Kibum--”

“Do not think you have to do it because it’s what our parents expect,” he folded his arms across his chest. “I will get you out of this if you don’t want to get married yet. You’re more than capable of running the company right now on your own, you don’t need to get “closer” with another company through marrying someone. You’re still young. You don’t need to get married right away.”

You sighed. “Do you really think they’ll listen? You know how dad is sometimes.”

“And you know if I spoke to our grandmother, she’d help straighten him out right away. You should have gone to her yourself,” he frowned. “We’re not here to force you into anything. I’m on your side, too.”

“Kibum...” You took a deep breath. “If I’m going to marry someone for the company, I want it to be someone I like. I want to be happy, at least.”

Kibum only watched you carefully, seeing how set you were on this. Or maybe you’d given up: he couldn’t be sure. “I don’t want you to rush into something after Seungkwan broke your heart. It’s been a week. Heartbreak doesn’t go away in a week after dating for years. You loved him, you deserve time to take care of yourself. How are you supposed to do that when you’re busy working?”

“I don’t work all the time--”

“You do,” he said. “Even when you’re not at work, you act like you are. Even now, you’re all... Prim and poised. Like you can’t let your guard down for a moment.”

Had you been more on edge lately? You weren’t as big as a celebrity, sure, but... You felt like there were always eyes on you nowadays. He wasn’t wrong, and you knew that. “Is all of this really going to be about my marriage?”

“I’m getting lunch with Mingyu next week,” Kibum said, reaching for a sugar packet for his coffee. “Just the two of us.”

“Kibum, do not.”

He rolled his eyes. “You know neither of us listen to anyone when we’re set on something. I jut want to talk to him and see what his intentions are.”

“He’s not taking advantage of me,” you said, “if that’s what you wanted to know.”

“I know,” he said. “But I’m still your brother and I’m going to talk to him. I’ll take Minho with me if you keep talking back.”

Oh god. Not Minho. Minho knew embarrassing stories about you because of Kibum. Kibum wouldn’t tell them when he knew they were gravely embarrassing, but Minho might spill them by accident. The only person you were sure could embarrass you further if he knew the stories was that singer-model-dancer guy that Kibum was friends with, Lee Taemin. Sometimes it felt like Minho was more traditional “embarrassing older brother” than Kibum ever would be. Kibum bickered with you out of love, sure, but Minho teased you whenever he had the chance to--like you were the younger sister he never had. You loved him, too, because he was one of Kibum’s good friends (every single day you thanked the world that Kibum was friends with Taeyeon and that she’d taken a position in your life as an older sister figure to you. She was abroad then, and you hadn’t talked to her in a while, but you were thankful for her nonetheless).

“I’m not going to say anything bad,” he promised, “I just want to talk to him.”

You nodded after a moment. You trusted Kibum. “I’ll let him know.”

So you immediately turned the topic to Kibum’s work in London. He spared you the boring details (even if he hadn’t, you were always happy to listen) as he showed you pictures he’d taken while abroad, talking about the sight-seeing he managed to do. There were pictures from his show, too. You never saw the appeal of impractical pieces of clothing, but you liked the way that Kibum’s clothing always looked stylish yet realistic for someone to wear casually. You liked the way he pushed boundaries when he could, though, not sticking to traditional gendered expectations. Next time he had a show closer to home, you’d be right there to support him.

You ended up going home in the end with a few things he’d bought you--one more than you expected. A plush corgi that he bought you (and you saw the other he told you was for Taemin--sometimes you swore you were fighting the guy for your own brother’s affection sometime), and a bottle of perfume from Miller Harris. It seemed like “your kind of thing,” and he said he had bought you something else but that it’d be a wedding present from him alongside the  money he’d give you. Sometimes you swore Kibum lived for outdoing others.

“You bought me too much,” you had said.

“You needed something nice,” he told you outright. “Someone still sent me the video saying I needed to see it and I wouldn’t be happy. It was either this, or I go see Seungkwan myself.”

You hugged Kibum tight before you left his apartment. “I don’t deserve you.”

“You deserve the world,” he told you, a rare moment of being genuine. “Seungkwan better not show his face around me anytime soon if he knows what’s good for him.”

You had hesitated. “Kibum. He wants to talk to me.”

“Do you want to talk?”

You shook your head.

“Then don’t.” He crossed his arms. “He made his choice. If you want to talk to him, then you should do it when you’re ready. In my opinion, he doesn’t deserve a chance to explain it. He had plenty of time to break things off before.” He watched you for a moment longer. “Don’t settle for any bullshit.”

Thank god for Kibum. Out of all the brothers in the world, you were glad he was yours.

Mingyu came back from working out an hour after you came home. He’d casually talked about how it’d gone, about how his trainer was doing as he made his way into the kitchen where you’d been making tea. He always had the tea you liked on hand, which you thought was sweet.

“I was thinking,” he said, getting your attention as he leaned against the counter. “We could get couple rings to signal we’re not available.”

You looked back down, spooning a little sugar into your tea. “That’d work,” you said. “Maybe give it another week or two before we do anything. Just so it looks more natural.”

He hummed, crossing his arms. “We could pick out a set online,” he said. “And...” He drummed his knuckles against the counter as he thought, before finally stopping when he found the words to say. “My company’s hosting a charity event with an animal shelter to help find good homes for the cats and dogs there. If you wanted to have your company join us... You could.”

Your company tried to give back where it could. Charity events, fundraisers: whatever you could do. It was one thing you took pride in. “I’m worried it’ll look like we’re only staging it this time just to put us together.”

“You said you wanted more opportunities to do charity work.” He watched you looking around, and he reached into a cabinet to pull out the honey. He knew you liked your tea sweet, and that you always would add a little honey into it. “This is an opportunity. Hong’s company and Boo’s will be joining ours, so if you want to join, it wouldn’t look strange.” He smiled at you, “I’ll be right there with you the entire time, if that helps, too.”

With that, you decided to pitch the idea to your family a few days later, and they ended up biting. Charity work looked great for the company, plus they did like giving back. Kibum was back in the city, too, and they mentioned potentially getting him to come help out. The event, a little less than a week after Mingyu had told you about it, ended up being more lowkey than you had expected. You ended up sticking with Mingyu around the dogs the entire day, helping matchmake prospective owners and helping them with filling out paperwork.

Despite your initial reservations, you remembered why you liked helping out. Your family already made the decision to put money into the shelter to help with renovating some areas after they saw what needed to be done. You liked seeing people coo over pets, gushing over a small dog or playing tug-o-war with a bigger dog that was excited to get the enrichment. You helped people fill out paperwork for donations when you could, admittedly getting a little caught up in seeing how happy Mingyu was to be around dogs. Maybe you’d surprise him with a dog after the wedding. With the two of you around, you were sure you could handle giving a pup a happy life. You smiled to yourself at the thought.

Yet when Seungkwan met your gaze at one point, you felt that joy dwindle and die out immediately. You tore your gaze away, smile falling, and before you could try to busy yourself with something else, you felt Mingyu lay a hand between your shoulder blades.

“Do you need a break?” He said in a low voice, watching you glance back toward Seungkwan. He followed your gaze, and stepped a little closer to you to block him from your line of sight. “There’s some water inside. I’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you.”

You were thankful to have Mingyu with you. “Do you want one?”

He smiled. stepping away. “You don’t have to.”

You’d get him one. You excused yourself, heading back inside the shelter where a cooler of water bottles was being kept inside their back room. You pulled two from the ice, listening to the sounds of ice cubes settling after you shut it. The cold plastic underneath your fingers was soothing, and you just stood there at the counter in the main room, holding it tightly. Why did Seungkwan still bother you this much every single time you saw him? You felt sick to your stomach. This was supposed to be for charity, and now you were letting your personal feelings get in the way again.

The door opened, and in stepped Chan. He smiled at you. Something about the baby blue t-shirt with the shelter’s name on it being slightly untucked made him look... younger, in a sense. Or maybe it was the way his hair was growing out a little. He’d get it cut soon, you were sure, but it reminded you how young both of you really were in the scheme of things.

“Are you okay?” Chan’s smile fell as he made his way over. “He’s not going to bother you. Mingyu’s talking to him.”

You pushed off of the counter, ready to go back outside, “He’s what?!”

“Seungkwan went over to him,” Chan said, stopping you before you could even try to get near the doors. “They’re talking now.”

“Oh dear god--” You turned, grabbing Mingyu’s water bottle, and Chan stopped you again. “Chan--”

“It’s civil,” he promised. “They’re not going to fight. It’s just hard to see all of us like this.”

You frowned at him. “What do you mean?”

“Seungkwan’s our friend, too,” Chan said, walking on to get his own water bottle. “Mingyu likes him. But... Vernon told me it’s been tense with everyone since Seungkwan did what he did.”

“Maybe he should have thought of that first,” you said. You looked back to the doors. You felt like you’d been inside for too long.

Chan turned back to face you, fingers grazing the cap of the bottle--not quite twisting it, but going through the motions as if he would. “I really, really don’t think it’s that simple,” he said quietly. “I don’t know why he chose to do it, and I don’t think he should have, but... I think you should talk to him sometime and end things right.”

“Seungkwan ended things that night,” you said. “I ended them when I moved out. They’re over for good, Chan.”

Chan looked hurt, gaze falling to the bottle in his hands for a moment. He swallowed hard. “That isn’t what I meant. You don’t have to forgive Seungkwan, but... I think you should find out the truth, if it’s there. End things right. You two were together for a long time.”

Maybe he was right, in a sense. Neither of you had talked. Things had blown up and you had ended things on your own terms. You didn’t want to hear Seungkwan, though. You weren’t sure you were ready to address the part of you that still loved him and always would, no matter how much you didn’t want to admit it. You ended up leaving Chan there, stepping back outside with both water bottles in your hands. You saw were Seungkwan was still talking to Mingyu, just as civil as Chan had said. You hesitated, taking a deep breath and readying yourself before you made your way back to Mingyu.

“I got you one,” you smiled at him, not glancing Seungkwan’s way at all. You pressed your lips against Mingyu’s cheek for a second too long, noticing the way Seungkwan went wide-eyed out of the corner of your eye as he looked between the two of you.

Mingyu smiled at you. “Thank you, honey,” he said like it was second nature to him. His fingers grazed against your own as he accepted the bottle from you. He nodded Seungkwan’s way, “Seungkwan and I were talking about how well all of this was going. We’ve actually passed the adoption goal.”

Seungkwan looked between the two of you again. “Right...” He took a small step back. “I’m glad,” he said, and then excused himself as he quickly left the two of you there.

Mingyu kept up the smile as he looked at you, acting as if he was in love with you. With that tender look in his eyes, you almost believed he was. “What was that?” 

“I can’t kiss you on the cheek?” You teased.

Mingyu chuckled, before pressing a quick kiss against your forehead. “We’ll talk later,” he whispered to you, looking up at the approaching family. “I’ll handle this.”

He left you standing there, happily greeting the family. You smiled to yourself as he crouched down to greet the tiny daughter with them that couldn’t be more than four or five. That feeling of being watched crept underneath your skin, and you looked up before noticing that Joshua Hong was staring at you from across the way. He put on a smile a moment later, giving you a wave, and suddenly you had a strong feeling that you had fucked up. You looked back to where Chan had rejoined Vernon, where Junkyu was looking on a little longingly to get involved. A few of the other workers from Boo Cosmetics were there, too, and they pulled him back into their conversation--and you realized a few of the newer members of Mingyu’s company were over there, too. The drive was winding down and they were already cleaning up, most likely hoping to make a good impression on Mingyu and their other seniors. You looked back to where Mingyu was talking, and went to join him--greeting the family and their child just as Mingyu did.

Did this make you and Mingyu look a little more like a couple? You hoped it did. That was step one to building a believable romance, after all.

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