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kopilot-pop · 2 days

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[New Jeans x Oldest Member! Reader] - #3

-imagine.

Summary: Silly little fics of you and the gorls. You’re basically the tired father figure in their lives.

Warning(s): Cursing, car accident?, bribing a worker?,!crack humor, Hanni has a stalker, you get violent, etc.

A/N: This is like really unserious lmao. I wrote it really lighthearted. Also, this was written over the course of the whole Ador vs Hybe situation. So please understand I’m slowly becoming more unhinged as the story goes.

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You’re strong. I mean physically strong. All of New Jeans, hell, ADOR knows that.

Oh where’s Y/n unnie?; She’s out for a jog.

Unnie is your hand okay?; Yeah, I just had a sparring match today.

That’s just a part of your life.

Fans adore this about you, the girls adore this about you, and today, you’ve come to appreciate this fact too.

Especially when a stalker decided to show his face again at the airport.

It’s been about 2 months since you’ve last seen the man. He went viral on the news (by news I mean Dispatch) for being Hanni’s stalker.

The last time you met him - oh, it was ugly.

He snuck into a performance venue disguised as a staff member. You were the one that caught him lurking near the MC waiting room.

‘Hanni’s supposed to be in there.’

Five. seconds.

That’s all it took for Hanni’s scream to pierce your ear.

The stalker barged into the room, grabbed the girl, and attempted to drag her towards the exit.

You don’t remember much after that scene.

Actually you might remember punching his face something and throwing something him across the wall, but that doesn’t really matter does it?

It mattered alot to Dispatch, who got a hold of the security footage, and decided to share it for the world to see.

The whole situation cause alot of debates of “Oh he’s a stalker. He deserved it. Good job Y/n!” versus “Wow, you didn’t have to get that violent Y/n.”, and in the end, the company decided to put you on a short hiatus and a long scolding from the producer.

Currently, you guys are standing across a crosswalk in front of the airport. The six of you are scheduled to perform in Paris in a few days and decided to get there early to settle in. You all planned a short vacation before having a whole week of dancing after dancing.

So imagine your surprise to see the dirty little freak right between the paparazzis - with a broken camera, might I add - staring at your group.

After acknowledging his presence, you quickly turned to Hanni - hoping that she didn’t notice him yet.

Unfortunately, you were too late.

Hanni’s body was slightly shaking and you could see the fear in her eyes as she stares directly towards the area where the stalker is.

Instinctively, you rushed to her side, and held her waist with your arm.

“I’m not letting him get to you, bub.”

“I.. oh you saw him too?”

“Mm-hm, and I’ll sucker-punch him if he tries to touch you again, alright?”

Hanni giggles, “Nooo, I don’t want you to be stuck in our dorms again!”

“I think it’ll be worth it if I get to break his nose this time, no?”

Minji - overhearing your conversation - butts in.

“Please don’t break anybody’s nose today unnie.”

“I’ll try my best.”

Minji gives you a skeptical look and you give her an innocent smile.

When the crosswalk light turns green, the whole group starts to walk through the group of people, as security tries to make enough room for you guys to pass.

The six of you were just about to manage through the gates when Hanni’s pained scream cuts through the air. You snap your head towards your right to see the same stalker gripping a fist-full of her hair.

And in just a millisecond, a loud crack replaces the girl’s scream.

The paparazzis’ cameras went wild with flashes - all trying to capture how you grabbed the man by his collar and slammed your fist right into his nose. Your pupils were blown wide, piercing right through the stalker writhing on the floor.

“Y/N!!”

Minji was the only one quick enough to snap out of her shock and grab onto you before you could attempt to break anymore of his bones..

Yeah, guess you’re not making it to Paris.

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“UNNIE!! Look at this!!”

Danielle happily skips over to the rack filled to the brim with different bunny plushies. You, her and Haerin all decided to go to a state fair that was happening only an hour away from the hotel.

Technically, you were dragged here by the two of them, but that doesn’t matter.

You watched as the girls looked through the pile of plushies while sipping in your smoothie.

‘Is this what parenthood feels like..’

When the two of them finally chose a bunny they liked, they simultaneously looked over to you… expectingly..

“What. Wait. I already bought us food?”

They nod.

“And hats, I bought us three hats.”

They nod, again.

They’re now directly under your nose, giving you those big puppy eyes. Sweat drips down your back, and it’s definitely not because of the Texas heat.

With a exasperated sigh, you reach into your back pocket and take out your card.

“Excuse me, how much for two of those plushies?”

“Oh, so sorry, but those aren’t for sale. You have to win 50 tickets to win two of them!”

The worker gives you a smile and continues helping out a family near the shooting range. When you turn around, Danielle has a clear pout on her face.

“Aww.. I thought I could buy them..”

“Not you, I could buy them.”

“Potato po-tah-to.”

For a moment you think of the choices you have. It’s either waste cash on a rigged shooting range, give up on the plushes, and.. oh.

“Can the two of you get wait in line for the bucket of cookies over there? Here-”

You hand over a 20$ bill. Danielle squeals happily and Haerin finally has a tiny smile on her face. The older girl grabs her hand and runs towards the stand.

As soon as they turn their backs on you, you slither over to the worker again.

“I need the plushies.”

“Wha- oh it’s you again. Look man, we have a policy that we can’t sell the prizes for c-cash.. wha..what is that..”

You quickly tuck a 100 dollar bill into his front pocket and give him an innocent smile.

“Dude, this isn’t a drug deal, I- ugh, fine, I’ll grab you the fucking plushies”

“Thank you :D”

You carry the two bunny plushies in your arms and a giant teddy bear the man gave you in return for a signature to give to his sister.

You awkwardly walk towards your groupmates while balancing the giant furball on your back.

“Y/n unnie!!! Oh my god! What is that?!”

Danielle looks clearly surprised, but you can tell she’s having a hard time containing her smile. Haerin’s trying her best to help you with the teddy bear.

“I.. uh…-holyshitthisisheavy- I hit the jack pot! Yeah, jackpot….”

You give them a toothy grin, not noticing the group of people taking photos of the three of you, and definitely not realizing the absolute fever Twitter is having over the pictures.

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“I’m telling you guys, nothing’s gonna happen-”

A loud scream cuts off Minji as a ghost jumps out from the wardrobe.

Hanni and Danielle screams louder than the ghost, and runs into your arms in fear. You turn around to see Minji in the same situation as you - just with Hyein.

“Nevermind…” Minji rolls her eyes as the actor scurries off to a different room.

But her nonchalant behavior doesn’t last long when something under the bed grabs her ankle. She screams and - quite literally - jumps into your arms.

“WHY DID YOU CHOOSE A HAUNTED HOUSE FOR YOUR BUCKET LIST.”

The moment you let down a wide-eyed Minji, Hanni grabs your collar and shakes you; Pretty sure she’s trying to get revenge, but having absolutely no impact.

“Ack- I thought it would be fun..”

“FUN?! YOU THINK GHOSTS AND DEAD PEOPLE ARE FUN???!!!”

While Hanni growls at you with tears in her eyes, Haerin bravely opens the next door, only to be met with a doll dropped right in front of her face.

The shock causes her to let out a scream-

‘My ears are ringing.’

which you never expected from her - and run towards you to use your body as a shield.

“ALRIGHT, you guys stand behind me, and I’ll open all the doors, okay? That way I’m the one being threatened by the next ghoul or whatever…”

The girls nod their heads in unison. Hanni finally lets go of your collar to grip onto your left arm.

You cautiously kick open several doors, trying to find the exit, and on the third try you finally find another long corridor with a glowing exit sign at the end. The 6 of you slowly walk towards it but freezes when the buzzing sound of a chainsaw starting echoes from behind.

You’re the only one brave enough to turn around and see the clown standing in the middle of the room you guys just left.

“Okay, don’t panic but there’s a clown-”

The girls scream in unison as they sprint towards the exit like their life depends on it. You follow suit, and use your body to bust down the last door.

The whole group falls toward the ground together, and the younger girls naturally grab onto you, tightly closing their eyes in fear.

“Um… Congrats…?”

When you see the employee standing behind the counter, you sigh in relief that the haunted house is over.

“Guys, we escaped the house.”

They finally detach from you to take a look around their surroundings.

“Oh! Well that was nothing.” Hanni scoffs confidently, causing everyone around her to let out a deep sigh.

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“We got into a car accident.”

“WHAT?!”

You jump up from the bed - almost dropping your phone - and check the contact name again.

“Yeah, I think Haerin unnie has a concussion.”

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT.”

You quickly put the phone on speaker and fumble around to find your jacket.

“Yeah.. so since Haerin unnie got her license we decided to take your car out for a drive..”

“Wait, wait- MY CAR?!”

“Yeah, you said we can take it out whenever we want? Anyways, we decided to go to the beach… but the road was really messy, I think my phone is glitched, unnie.”

“HUH?!”

“We kinda went down this hill… blah blah blah… we hit a telephone poll- blah blah….”

“Oh my god.”

You rush out the door to the location Hyein has told you. When you arrive, you spot the girls and your BMW M3 that you recently acquired after begging your uncle for 3 months to sell it to you.

With a quick glance you can tell that - thankfully - the car is only a little scratched up, so you immediately turn your attention to the girl curled up in the driver’s seat.

Haerin’s head is against the handle with both of her arms covering her face. Her knuckles are almost white.

“Hey, hey, you okay?”

The only response you receive is a tiny groan from the younger girl.

“Hyein said you might have a concussion? Can you look at me sweetheart?”

“She’s been like this the whole time.” Hyein chimes in.

“The car can be fixed, it’s fine, just a scratch. But it’s more important to me if you’re fine, bub.”

With that a few seconds of silence passes and you finally get a tiny ‘I’m okay’ from Haerin.

“Alright then, let’s move you to the backseat so I can drive us to the hospital, okay? Hyein, get in the passenger seat.”

“Hell yeah! Shotgun!!”

You carry Haerin to the backseat, but as you try to get her seatbelt on, you finally notice the frown on her face.

“Haerin, I’m not disappointed you guys took my car out. I told you guys you’re free to do that. However, I am upset that you guys weren’t careful and got hurt. Okay? We can talk about that after we check if the two of you are fine.”

“What- me too?”

“YES, YOU TOO. YOU WERE ALSO IN THE CAR!”

Hyein pouts at your disbelief. You sigh and give Haerin a peck on her forehead, and hurry to your seat to get to the hospital.

“Put your seatbelt on bub, I’m speeding to the ER.”

“W-wait, you just told us to be caref-AHHH!!”

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A/N: This was fun to write lol.

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haerinari · 3 months

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Love Letter - Anton

pairing: classmate!anton x fem!reader.

summary: a boy who confess his love for you with a love letter.

genre: fluff.

LOVE 199 Series: wonbin, sungchan, eunseok, anton, shotaro, sohee, seunghan.

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"okey class..." miss kang, your music teacher, said. "i want you to work on a project that's due on friday, you will have this two days to make it and then show it to the class. ya'll have to make a song and, the work is in pairs, so c'mon"

what a great day for your bestfriend, haerin, not come to class. who will you work with now? ugh, how you hate to work with other people.

"hey, y/n?" a soft voice that you knew perfectly, said behind you.

never mind, you love to work with other people.

"oh, hi anton!" you replied with the biggest smile ever, turning around on your chair to face him.

anton was the cutest boy from your class, he had beautiful brown eyes and a smile that made worthy going to class everyday. you had a crush on him since the year started, his sweet and shy personality caught your heart immediately, he was kind to everyone and the best of the music class.

"uhm... i saw that haerin didn't come today and that you didn't have a pair to do the work, so i was wondering if maybe, you know, wanna work with me?" anton said passing his hand over his neck, looking down his feet. how could you deny this amazing proposal?

"of course!" you replied almost jumping from your chair. god y/n, don't make so obvious that you like him. "i mean, yes, i'll really like that anton." you smiled softly.

"great! so i'll send you a text with my address, is it okay if we go to my house? i think we can use my cello, so..."

"yeah yeah, sure. i'll be there"

haerin was going to die when you tell her.

after spending a really long time deciding what you were going to wear to go to anton's house, you decided that a long sleeve gray shirt and a pair of jeans would be completely fine.

when you arrived to his home, he greet you with a soft smile and comfy clothes. when you thought he couldn't look prettier, oh you were completely wrong. anton took you to his room, opening the door and letting you sit in the corner of his bed. the room was actually very comfortable, it had a very soft bed, and a desk that was full of music sheets, a computer and other type of stuff. his cello was on the corner of his room, you had never seen anton playing before, of course that you imagined that he was as good as he was on everything else.

"i was thinking that maybe we could make a short song, i could play the cello and my brother has a violin that maybe he can borrow you" he said sitting next to you.

"oh, i don't know how to play the violin, anton. i actually can't play any instruments" you confessed.

"don't worry, i'm going to teach you and you'll be ready by friday" anton replied to you with a smile.

"okay..."

"ll be right back"

anton left the room, probably to look after the violin of his brother, you thought. you got up from the bed, going to his desk and looking at the papers that were all spread around. some of them, calling your attention.

"Love 119" was the title, you took the paper in your hands, reading carefully at the beautiful lyrics that you supposed that he was composing.

"Stolen my heart, that girl's a killer

Love so good, feels like a thriller

It's begun

This is an emergency

One-one-nine, one-one-nine

Save my life, save my life

She sets me free

This is an emergency love

You turn on like a flashlight

On and on, grabbing my attention

In a crowd packed shoulder to shoulder

For a moment I saw only you, no other"

"y/n i got the— what are you doing?" anton said getting back into the room, his eyes wide open as he immediately recognized the paper that was on your hands.

"i was just reading this beautiful song, did you wrote th-"

"uhm we should probably focus on the violin" he said cutting you off, his hands grabbing quickly the paper from yours and hiding them under his pillows.

“i’m sorry anton, is actually very good by the way"

"i-it's just some stupid lyrics" he murmured nervously. "we should probably start"

"yeah sure"

the rest of the afternoon you spend it learning what anton was teaching you. his presence behind you, his hands on top of yours to teach you how to properly use the bow were actually making you fell very nervous. his breath touching your neck when he talked, and the way his soft voice was entering your ears, how could you not fall more in love?

you and him spend the rest of the afternoon like that, being so close to each other that you could feel like your heart was coming out from your chest. you were almost ready with the song, it wasn’t actually very hard to play the violin, but this wasn’t what you care the most about right now. could your heart resist this feeling of not telling anton that you liked him? could you really keep hiding your feelings for him?

you were scared to tell him, what if he doesn’t feel the same about you? what if he just sees you as a friend and just wanted to be nice with you? what if he thinks that you are ugly? what if…? what if…? what if…? what if…?

“y/n are you paying attention to what i’m sayin?” he asked behind you, you were so lost on your mind.

you turned to look at him, putting the violin down and looking at his beautiful, big brown eyes. he is even prettier this close, you thought. his face was so close to yours that if you move forwards a little bit, his lips would be all over yours. you saw his face, his eyes looking at you like if he was scanning you. his eyes going from yours, then your lips, and then your eyes again. you got a little closer, watching as anton’s cheeks were starting to become red. he didn’t even move a muscle, he was just taking a moment to look at your face.

“anton, i…” you hold your breath, are you going to confess right now? “i should probably go home, is getting late and my mom is waiting for me…” stupid y/n.

“ah y-yeah, yeah. you’re right, yeah” anton answered getting a step back, his eyes looking everywhere but you.

“thanks for teaching me how to play the violin, see you tomorrow at school”

“see you…”

the presentation went really good, anton and you performed the song and it was amazing. you even got the higher score of the class 10/10.

the past two days all you could think about was what happened at anton’s house. the last days that you had been even more closer to him due the proyect, made you realize that your feelings for the sweet boy were actually true. you and haerin already had a conversation about all this situation, she told you that it was better to express your feelings than to hide them. after all, you didn’t know what could happen.

you left the music classroom and went back to the normal, the door was closed and there was no one inside. your thoughts were eating you from the inside, all you can think about is anton, anton, anton…

anton and his sweet smile, anton and his beautiful black hair, anton and his gorgeous brown eyes, anton and how soft and kissable his lips looked back the other day.

you unzipped your backpack, taking out your water bottle thinking that could drown your thoughts alway. but instead of that, a small pieces of paper that were arranged like flash-cards and a yellow piece of paper fell to the floor. you took them in your hands, opening carefully the yellow paper first and reading what was in the inside.

“You turn on like a flashlight

On and on, grabbing my attention

In a crowd packed shoulder to shoulder

For a moment I saw only you, no other"

—Love 119

Love 119…? Love 119… oh god, this can’t be real.

you sweared to god you were going to die from a heart attack in that moment.

you took that other papers, the flash-cars, on your hands. once again, reading carefully what was in the first piece of paper.

“A satellite is an object in space that orbits around the earth until it stops working, they send signals to let the earth know how the sky feels.”

then the second.

“Even tho i can’t send you signals about my feelings for you because i’m too shy and scared of rejection…”

and finally the third one.

“…I want to be your own satellite, in that way, i could orbit around you for the rest of my life”

you felt like you were going to cry at any point, a smile appearing on your face from ear to ear. no one has never give this kind of sweet and beautiful thing before.

“so… what do you think?” a male figure that was standing next to the classroom door said. anton.

“was this you?” you asked, standing from the chair and walking to him.

“why it looks like you’re going to cry?” he laughed a little bit.

“because i am!” you said whipping your tears away. “no one has ever done this before to me”

“i’m actually very glad that i’m the first one” he smiled.

“why didn’t you tell me before?”

“because i’m too shy and i could barely talk to you before, also i was super scared that you didn’t like me back” he confessed.

“but of course i like you back, anton. do you now how hard was trying not to kiss you back when we were on your house?” you told him.

“tell that to me, i couldn’t sleep knowing i wasted such an opportunity” you giggled.

“and do you want to waste that opportunity again?”

“no” he quickly replied.

“then kiss me, kiss me anton”

his hands went to cup your cheeks, his lips coming closer to your until finally, it happened. anton’s lips were soft against yours, just as you imagine, his lips moving perfectly on yours, the kiss that you both have been waiting for so long was finally happening.

“was the lyrics of the song that i read on your house, were about me?” you asked, your forehead pressed against his.

“you weren’t supposed to see that” he said with and embarrass smile, hiding his face in your neck.

“awww, but it was so cute!” you laughed, your hands touching his hair. “are you going to let me read it now that you know i like you too?”

“maybe…” he thought for a second, looking back at your eyes. “just if you give me another kiss” he smiled.

“i’ll give you a million of kisses anton” you replied connecting your lips once again.

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bloomingflowerstuff · 5 months

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Felix, "I hate how you're just born out of nowhere, and you're forced to go to the school and get education so you can get a job. What if I wanted to be a duck? Nobody ever asked me if I want to be a duck!!!

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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 24 days

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☾ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ ☽

Hi :3 this is the event I've been eagerly waiting to announce 🙈

Firstly I'd like to start off by saying, thanks to all of you for loving this blog and supporting me all this while^^

I will try my best to answer all of your requests for this event! And with that the rules for requesting for requesting and the prompts will be given below!

ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ/ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ

"Who would guess you would turn out to be such a filthy slut?" - Degradation

"Crawl for me" - Pet play

"How many rounds do you think you can go before you turn into a whiny mess" - Overstimulation

"You wouldn't run your mouth like this when I egde you till you're digging your nails into the sheets and begging me like a bitch in heat." - Edging

"Be a good girl and bend over for daddy." - Daddy kink

"Stay still while I fuck your thighs nice and good, Hm?" - Thighfucking

"Don't you just love the marks I leave on your face?" - Face slapping

"Let's see if this throat of yours is as tight as your cunt" - Throatfucking

"Love the way your pretty neck fits right in between my fingers" - Choking

"My belt or my hand? Either way your ass is going to be bruised by the end of the night." - Spanking

"Your tears make me want to fuck you harder till all you can do is shed those pretty tears for me." - Dacryphilia

"I don't think ___ would mind a little show" - Voyeurism

"The more you beg for me to go faster, the slower I move to torture you." - Teasing

ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ

"All I wanted was for you to hold me, was that so selfish of me?"

"Everyday I wish – for me to be the one holding you like that"

"Is it too late for me to realise that I'm losing you? Or have I lost you already?"

"I wish I held you while you were still here, so that I could tell you how much I still loved you before you left the world"

"Your words are just pretty decorations for your actions that clearly show I was never the one for you."

"If only you'd understand, it wasn't just a game for me"

"I hope you're never as happy with her/him as you were with me."

"Did you ever care?"

"It's like you never knew me at all."

"All I wanted was for you to stay here with me."

ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ

"My clothes look better on you"

"Kisses with you feel like I just visited heaven"

"If I could, I would hold your hand for every second of my life"

"I wanna spend every night of my life with you"

"I'll never let you go"

"You make me so fucking proud, darling."

"I can't wait to meet you so I can shower you with my kisses and have you back in my arms"

"Being yours has never felt so ethereal than right now"

"A day without you?" *shudders at the thought*

"You wanna talk about your day while I give you a massage?"

Rules for requesting:

Please Mention which genre you're choosing the prompt from before requesting. Ex: #2 from Smut

The groups I will be writing for are ATEEZ, Seventeen and NCT. And the actors I will currently be taking requests for are: Cha Woomin - Song Kang - Kwak Dongyeon - Lee Soohyuk - Byeon Wooseok.

For the Smut Genre: You can mention any kinks which you'd like along with it or any kinks that you will be uncomfortable with (since I will be adding kinks of my own)

Every drabble will be at the minimum word count of 600

I will try to answer as many as requests as possible, please don't feel disheartened if I haven't answered yours.

If you have other prompt (/kinks) requests or a certain trope that you'd like (for any genre) which is not mentioned in the list above – feel free to send it in lovely <3

I will try to post atleast two requests a day (if not more) till the event closes!

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lotus-n-l0ve · 9 months

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𝐈 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

— James Lee x Female Reader

SYNOPSIS : When James Lee's girlfriend feels a little neglected.

WARNINGS : Kissing, neck kisses, making out, don't you dare press 'read more' and then report the fic. Please. I'm begging (⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠)

NOTE FROM LOTUS : I was gonna make this a Samuel fic and then changed it to Jake, then Daniel and then finally settled on James Lee. This might be ooc for James but......I just don't give a fuck. Anyways the fic is under the cut. The divider is from here.

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 // 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Your eyes opened with the chirping of the morning birds. You blinked your eyes to adjust to morning brightness. As your vision cleared, it fell on the pink beauty asleep on the other side of the bed. Your lips curl up into a smile. Seeing him in the morning was pretty hard these days.

You lift your hand, running your fingers on his face and feeling the softness. Despite being the legend of the first generation, he somehow has managed to keep himself scar free.

You threw off the comforter and climbed up over him, straddling his waist, the cold breeze of AC hitting you instantly. The loose pink shirt of James you had on, barely helping. Your hands grazed over his toned chest as you started placing kisses down his throat. His skin felt cold against your hot tongue.

"What are you doing first thing in the morning?" DG or rather James mumbled, still half-asleep.

You sit up straight, leaving his neck glistening with your saliva. James stared at you with a soft smile on his face, not the swooning one he shows his fans or the menacing one he gives his enemies. A smile only reserved for you.

"I missed you James. You are barely home these days." You spoke softly, an invisible pout evident on your lips.

James, a name no one calls him anymore, not even Charles Choi who knows everything. Now he is DG, the infamous K-pop idol.

"Seems like I neglected my baby, hmm?" James said as buried his hands under the soft cushiony pillow.

"Sometimes I wonder whether I'm your girlfriend or that boy, Daniel Park." You leaned in, chest pressed against, "Tell me, are you cheating on me, Mr. James Lee?"

James gave you a look, "Maybe."

"Oh! come on James." You whined and buried your head in the crook of his neck.

His chest vibrated as the room filled up with laughter. Strong arms wrapped around you, holding you close. Few minutes later you found yourself sitting on the kitchen island watching your devilishly handsome cook breakfast for you.

Who could have thought the legend himself, James Lee would be cooking in the kitchen instead of taking over the world. James had thrown on a pair of black sweatpants. His back muscles flexed whenever he moved. Your eyes ranked over his back and all the events of last night flashed in your head.

James plated the food and brought it up to you, placing it beside you on the island. He grabbed your knees and parted them before settling himself between your thighs. You silently wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

James picked up a strawberry from the pancake and held it before your lips, "Looks like my baby is still mad as she has not talked to me once. So what can I do to amend my mistake?"

You bit the strawberry and spoke between chewing, "I don't know. If I tell you everything, then what will you do?"

James threw the rest of the strawberry in his mouth and picked up a moresel of pancake with the fork. It was dripping with honey, just the way you liked. He touched it on your lips. You held his eye contact as you took the pancake in your mouth, licking the fork in the process.

Honey dripped from your lips, over the chin and then down your throat. James followed the glistening path. The fork dropped on the floor as James placed his tongue flat on the base of your neck. His tongue glided up, licking off all the sweetness of the honey.

Your eyes closed and you leaned your head to the side, giving him more space. Your legs threatened to close around his waist and fingers intertwined with his pink locks. James licked the corner of your lips before taking them in his.

His one hand slid up to the back of your neck, thumb caressing over it. Your lips dance in sync. James squeezed your neck, making you gasp. He took the chance and entered his tongue in your mouth. It glided over every corner of your mouth.

You broke the kiss when you left out of breath. James buried his head into your neck, his nose gazing on your neck, and pulled you in a hug and you followed his lead.

His muffled voice broke the silence, "How about I take you to Kyoto. You can visit that Ninomaru-Goten Palace you were talking about. Just you, and I."

"And no Daniel?" You tried to suppress the laugh.

James held you firmer, "Just you, and I. No one else."

All the rights and credits of the characters, gifs, songs and pictures used here belongs to their rightful owners.

#lookism imagines #lookism x you #lookism x y/n #lookism x reader #lookism fanfic #lookism #lookism webtoon #lookism james lee #lookism dg #Lookism deigo Kang #james lee x reader #james lee #dg x reader #deigo kang #deigo kang x reader #lotus writes

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xxstar-girl · 30 days

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SPIDER-VERSE

lee minho x spider-woman!reader

[01: call to duty📝]

[10 screenshots/words: 526]

[MASTERLIST][NEXT]

you’re sitting in the passenger seat of minho’s car as you both get closer to your aunts home. you couldn’t wait to see your aunt and brother, you missed them as you been away because of college.

you glance at minho as he drive and smile at him, “don’t you miss them too?”

he glances at you, “not really.” you frown a bit, “how come?” you ask.

he sighs, “i would rather spend my weekend with my cats.”

you roll your eyes at him, “then why did you come with?” you ask.

he sighs, “you think i was going to leave you coming home, alone? you’re wrong.”

“that’s why you’re my best friend.” you smile at him. minho returns the smile but it was a bit sad from your words. he likes you and didn’t have the intention of telling you at all and you had no idea.

➸ time skip

arms wrap around you and spin you around, “you’re finally back!” you giggle as ryujin lets you go. “i missed you so much.”

“i missed you too.” you say as you see jisung runs over to you and hugs you.

“and i’m just chopped liver.” minho mumbles as no one has greeted or hugged him.

jisung rolls his eyes as he lets you go from the hug and went towards him. “well, sorry, that i wanted to hug my sister first.” minho chuckles as they hug, putting their arms on each others shoulders, “can’t wait til you’re my brother in law.”

you and ryujin roll their eyes while minho pushes jisung, blushing. “shut up.”

the four walk into the house, it’s only the four of them as your aunt is working still. all four of you went into the kitchen to get snacks.

“but anyways, when are you going to be my brother in law min?” jisung asks again.

you push your brothers shoulder a bit, “ji, you know we don’t like each other like that.” he just rolls his eyes, “it’s nice to dream.”

your phone dings, you see it’s from the detective you’re working with. “i’ll be back.” you walk into the bathroom to answer his message.

you sneak out the bathroom, texting jisung while doing so. you run between a few building and switch into your spider costume, a nice tight black with white spider web design around it. your wrists move forwards, spitting out webs so you can swing to where detective choi is at.

you land in front of san and jennie, “you made it.” detective kim says with a smile. you return the smile with a nod.

after about an hour, you did eventually catch the guy. you had him wrapped in the your webs, waiting for the authorities to get here. your phone dings and you see it’s minho.

about ten minutes later, san and jennie both arrived with other cops with them. “you’re amazing spider-woman.” jennie smiles, patting your back.

you nod in return, “i have to head out now.” you tell the two and use your webs to bring yourself out of there, rushing back home while changing back into your normal clothing you had on.

✩ TAGLIST: @itsvxlentine @skzswife @jyu-037

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sserajeans · 8 months

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dogs and cats

a haerin x fem! reader smau

synopsis: out with friends to play frisbee with her pet dog wasn't such a bad idea for y/n, right? well, supposedly yes, but when she trips over a girl from her math class, one she's always found pretty, the two get off the wrong foot. pretty girl kang haerin is unamused, and y/n's desperate to at least befriend her. but dogs and cats never got along... right?

starring: minji hanni danielle haerin (newjeans), gunwook (zb1), jake jungwon (enhypen), rei (ive), eunchae (lesserafim), and more...

others + genre: strangers to enemies-ish to lovers, college au, fluff, comedy tbh, idk what ppl call it... gag fic?, slight one sided pining

notes: just an idea i got from when i went on a walk on campus today..., haven't rly thought abt how long this should be, irregular updates as im starting uni myself, ignore timestamps, will start posting when im done w yail &half of the chapters..

profiles: rei's dogs, dani's cats

playlist (?): ...

more...

taglist (OPEN): @yyeonmis @jiwoneiric @hhongchae @lesleepyyy @rangf @limbforalimb @sofakingwoso @awkwardtoafault @rdfgfv @manooffline @mightymyo @imthisclosetokms @masuowo @khaepriv @haerinkisser @haerinsloverr @yyxy27

#newjeans x reader #newjeans imagines #newjeans smau #newjeans fanfic #haerin x reader #kang haerin x reader #haerin smau #haerin imagines #kim minji #hanni pham #danielle marsh #mo jihye #lee hyein #kpop ggs #kpop smau #ggs smau

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kopilot-pop · 7 months

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[New Jeans x Oldest Member! Reader] - #1

-imagine.

Summary: You’re the oldest member in NJ. With that title comes alot of responsibilities, from being the support beam for your (not so official) leader to protecting your maknae from rude interviewers. (This is just a bunch of moments of a very protective/warm Y/n.)

Warnings: sickness, fighting(?), protectiveness, cursing, rude people, etc.

A/N: Hey, it’s been a while. So sorry for disappearing for like… 20 days..? I’m back with another NJ fic because alot of people liked the bodyguard one haha. It’s mostly platonic love from Y/n btw. Oh, and lil background info; Y/n's is a 03(a year older than Hanni/Minji) and used to be a dancer before being casted by Hybe.

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“What do you mean she has to come?!”

‘Oh god..’

Minji is furious to say the least.

You’re currently holding a sick Haerin in your arms, rocking her back and forth. The poor girl has been feeling off for a few days at this point and on the day of an important performance, her fever had become unbearable.

Last night, Minji woke up to Haerin crying in pain and woke you up in a panic. Since then, 3 hours has passed and the girl’s fever doesn’t seem to want to go down. Minji quickly went to call the manager to adjust the schedule while you decided to keep watch on Haerin.

“She can’t even stand straight oppa! You seriously can’t expect her to-”

“Listen Minji. This is an important schedule and the producers aren’t gonna be happy if the whole team doesn’t show up. As much as I want to help, it’s just not possible!”

“Ugh!”

Due to all the yelling, the younger girl stirred awake. She stayed quiet, but it was clear to you that she was listening to the conversation.

“Unnie-”

“No. You’re not going to the festival.” You cut her off before she could say anything.

“I.. I can go..! It’s fi-” Haerin fell back into your arms in a coughing fit. After a stern look from you, she finally sighed and snuggled into your chest. Soon after Minji came in - grumbling in frustration.

“I can’t believe him! He-“

“Hey, sweetie, calm down first.” You put Haerin back down on her bed, tucking her in.

“How do you expect me to be calm?! They’re forcing Haerin to perform in this condition! To make things worse, the performance is in the morning, the weather forecast even says it could rain, and, and-” Haerin sat up in the bed, covering herself in the thick blankets. Her wide eyes looked back and forward you and Minji worriedly.

“WOAH, woah, Min, you need to calm down. You’re stressing out Haerin here.”

“Speaking of Haerin- you! Why would you hide the fact that you were sick?! If you told us sooner we could’ve-”

“Kim Minji.”

The moment you saw Haerin’s eyes become watery you decided to shut everything down. Minji, realising her mistake, immediately stopped talking and looked away. You decided to grab her arm and pull her out of the room to talk.

After a few moments of silence, she decided to talk.

“Unnie… I’m sorry…”

“You don’t need to be sorry to me. Minji. I know you’re stressed out from all the schedules and practices, and I understand you’re just worried for Haerin. However, that doesn’t mean you can let your frustrations out onto your members.”

“…”

“I know you’re just trying your best and I really appreciate it, but you need to calm down.”

“I just… I’m just worried….” The shorter girl slowly came up to you. You hold her in a tight hug as she sobs quietly into your shoulder.

“Hey, I know, it’s gonna be okay. I’ll give the producers a call, okay? Go get some sleep with Haerin.”

“Mmph..” You wipe away her tears with your sleeve and give her a smile. Minji decides to give you a final hug and go back to her shared room with Haerin.

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“Nope.”

“Y/N!!”

You’re currently in a tiny meeting with the producer of a well known music show. Since you’ve been in the entertainment business for a while, you recognized alot of their faces - including the fuming man you’ve been arguing with for about 20 minutes now.

“Hyein’s 15. I’m not letting you put her in that and that’s final.”

“It’s just a damn skirt-”

“Nope.”

“The fans would want-”

“Nope.”

“We’ve had other idols-“

“Nope.”

“For gods sake! This isn’t about you! The stylists already prepared everything and we aren’t going to change things just because YOU think ‘the skirt’s too short’.”

This whole debacle started with a slight comment from Hyein. She’s preparing for a solo special stage on Music Bank, and you decided to tag along for support..

(1 Hour Ago)

“Hey! You really came!!”

Hyein - in her tall glory - came running towards you, capturing you in a tight hug.

“Oof- Hey bub, good to see you too.”

You give her a slight pat on her head, holding her tightly to your body.

“Hehe, oh-! Have you seen my makeup for today?! It’s really pretty, with jewels, and…”

You watched as the younger girl went on and on about her excitement. It was her first ever stage alone, and you knew the amount of practice and effort she put on just for this moment.

“- and, and the jacket! It’s pink and so cute! Everything’s amazing - well, there is the skirt - but the dancers are just amazing!!”

“Whoah- what? What about the skirt?”

(1 Hour Later)

So you’re now in the waiting room, arguing, while Hyein is practicing in a different room with dancers.

You are extremely protective over your members, and everybody in the building probably knew that. A video of you almost physically fighting with a rude staff (that decided it was okay to threaten Hanni) went viral in the past, so the staffs were looking between you and the producer nervously.

It didn’t help that your face was gradually becoming more sour as the man went on about ‘pleasing the crowd’.

“What do you mean this isn’t about me? That’s your excuse? Hyein’s my teammate, she’s our maknae, and you’re trying to put her in and outfit she’s clearly uncomfortable in - for what? To appeal to disgusting perverts sitting in the crowd just waiting for a wardrobe malfunction?!”

“Of course n-”

“Listen. I’m not telling you to completely change everything in the crowd, all I’m telling you, is to let our stylist change the skirt to the pants she already prepared just in case. I genuinely don't see a single problem with that."

"I-.."

"Unless you're one of the 'perverts in the crowd'."

"How dare y-!"

"I'll take that as a no."

You quickly pushed past the fumbling man - bowing to the stressed staff members - and let out a deep sigh to calm yourself.

You promised to help Hyein rehearse after all.

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There is no doubt in your mind that Danielle is one of the sweetest human beings in the world - and you hate it.

Not that you hate Danielle, god no, it's just that you absolutely hate the people around her that try to take advantage of her sweet personality.

Thankfully, she has scary dog privileges (you).

"Um...haha.. really...?"

You were getting drinks for the group at the vending machine when you faintly heard the younger girls voice from the hallway. In your mind she was supposed to be with the makeup artist, so why was she here?

"Yes! I really, really like you Danielle!"

You dropped the drinks in your hands and sped to where the conversation was.

Near the bathroom you could see Dani gripping onto your jacket(she was cold), nervously smiling at another idol practically cornering her and... confessing his love..?

"I took a long time trying to build up the courage to ask you.. and I was hoping that maybe we could go on a date some time?"

"I'm really flattered... but.. um.."

You could tell she was uncomfortable. She was stuttering, trying her best to form a refusal, but you knew your Dani hated saying no - especially when she knew the other person would be heartbroken by it.

You hesitated choosing between stepping in and just watching until either Dani says something or the boy leaves, but that was all thrown out the window when he decided to grab her before she could back away.

"Hey."

The young boy visibly froze up at your deep voice.

He was tall for his age, but still alot shorter than you. He nervously turned around and the moment he saw your face he could tell you were not happy.

"Oh! Um hello su-"

"We need to prepare for the stage Dani. Come on."

You lightly slapped his arm way and pulled her into yours, quickly making your way to your group's waiting room.

As soon as the door shut, you were finally able to check on her.

"You okay? He didn't do anything did he?"

"I'm fine unnie! Thank you so much.. I just didn't know how to tell him I wasn't looking to date anyone... He's one of my new friends, and I didn't really want to lose him, and I didn't want him to feel bad - oh no! I just left him there! Oh, maybe I should go back-" The younger girl started to ramble her worries, making you slightly panic.

"Hey! It's okay! He's gonna be fine.. And Dani! You can't always say y-........ nevermind.." You sighed.

You definitely hate how her puppy eyes make you weak, too.

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It's a casual day off at the New Jeans house.

Just like any other break day, you decided to take a long nap on the couch. Quiet, peaceful, and not a single soul wanting to bother y-

"Nevermind..." You sighed.

That thought was shattered into pieces when you woke up on the couch with Hanni on top of you.

You have a warm body in general and all the girls usually used you like a heater whenever they were cold, huddling into you like baby penguins surrounding their mother.

That included cuddling into your arms whenever they caught you taking a nap on the couch.

So when you stirred awake, you weren't surprised to find Hanni (Y/n Heater's #1 fan) lying on top of you, spread like a flying squirrel.

'Ah, who cares.'

You decided to just go back to sleep, right hand holding the younger steady just in case she falls like last time.

You woke back up abut 30 minutes later to find that your chest has gotten heavier.

You tiredly opened one eye to see that another body - Hyein - has been added to your napping form. You were honestly used to this by now, and decided go back to sleep - already expecting at least one more addition to the pile when you wake back up.

"Unnie..."

'There it is.'

20 minutes later, you woke back up to the sound of a soft voice calling for you.

You lazily opened your eyes to see Danielle standing next to you awkwardly.

"Hmm? Need somethin' sunshine?"

"...Can I join..?"

You stared at her in disbelief before letting out a soft chuckle.

"Yeah sure, might be a tight squeeze though- oof!"

The moment you approved she rammed into your side, squeezing next to Hanni. She was slightly hanging off the edge, so in a second you held on tight to her arms - just in case.

You let out content sigh while falling back asleep.

It was 4 hours after you started you nap when you awoke for the 4th time.

You opened your eyes to see two lumps on the floor next to the couch. Minji was awake, watching the TV on a low volume, while Haerin was lying on the floor with her head in Minji's lap - lightly snoring.

"She's practically purring, huh?"

Minji - slightly jumped by your voice - let out a quiet laugh.

"Yeah, she seemed tired."

"Hmm... aren't you?"

"I just enjoy seeing you guys like this."

"This? This is basically going to the gym. Have you ever carried 3 bodies on your chest?"

She let out a giggle.

"No, but what I meant is that I enjoy seeing you guys happy like this."

"Hah."

"Don't laugh! I mean it."

She lightly leaned back for her head to rest on your shoulder.

"It's peaceful. And I love it."

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A/N: Thanks for reading. Love y'all <3

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lastofthe20thcenturygirls · 2 years

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WDYM woo young-woo's father still hasn't met the punk who kissed his daughter right in front of his house when they aren't even dating???

#imagine this in screaming bc i hate caps #anyway bruh how long do i need to wait for them to meet #extraordinary attorney woo #kdrama #lee jun ho #kang tae oh #park eun bin #woo young woo

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bbanghiitomi · 9 months

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| randomantic

synopsis: showing love in the form of random ways, you love haerin and do things for her; haerin loves you and wants to know everything about you.

— idol!khaerin × 6thmember!fem!reader

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"do you want to share what's on your mind haerinie?" you asked, eyes darting at haerin's icy gaze then back to the table as you started opening the boxes of letters that have been sent to you by your fans. there's a lot, and you felt overwhelmed but happy at the same time. weird enough, haerin followed you around as you carried the box and just watched as you unbox it. haerin was standing across you, behind the table — doing nothing but staring at the envelopes on the table.

"you have a lot of letters, there's a lot of people who love you. y/n unnie." haerin stated, she walked around the table, before taking the space behind your seat, not choosing to sit across from you.

you nodded and smiled. "isn't that a good thing? i love being loved, it motivates me to give my best at our performances for tokkis to feel my love for them." haerin liked the way you speak your mind, your heart — it's the honesty that she sees in you, your transparency with your feelings.

haerin knows you love your fans, the people behind your success, your confidence, the ones who cheer for you when you're performing, the ones who show up to give their full support — you really appreciate them, scratch that — everyone knows that. you turn your head around back to the table, sorting out the letters.

haerin wants to get a taste of what you're thinking, although, haerin's intelligence is her pride — she's not that smart to be able to read through your mind, unless you say a word or indicate it through obvious actions. that's what frustrates her, because she wants to be ahead of the member when it comes to your love or your thoughts, even if it sounds toxic to compete for a member's attention.

haerin stood behind you and took deep breaths before reaching out for your shoulder and squeezing it lightly, you jumped at the sudden contact— but you stayed still. "can i help you with those?" she asked, you didn't look back at her but you huffed and nodded. "lend me a hand if you want haerinie, it's appreciated." you answered. haerin's body is stiff, her breathing is stable but her body is frozen.

haerin pulled her hand away and walked towards the table, she began opening letters but didn't take them out of the envelopes, instead she passed the open envelopes to your way and said: "read the letters and i'll open them for you." you looked at her with a confused expression but seeing as she didn't seem to care with the envelopes in her hands; you take one envelope from one of those she have opened and took the letter inside.

"should i read it out loud for you?" you asked, you see haerin's eyes squint, a faint blush on her cheeks, her ears suddenly red — she contorts her lips, which made her expression peculiar but you didn't seem to pay no mind, instead you grinned at her. "hmmm... you don't need to if you don't want." haerin has such amazing techniques to cover up a stuttering sentence, she takes her time to come up with words and hums, or pouts her lips before she continues.

you shook your head. "really? you don't want to hear?"

haerin loves your voice, she will always do, she can listen to you talk about your biggest aspirations, your dreams, your favorite things, the things you hate — you love, about newjeans or haerin, it matters to her what you have to say.

but she feared you might lose that precious voice of yours if she made you read all of those letters scattered on the table.

"no need to, i'd be fine just helping." haerin responded, you nodded and began reading.

haerin would stop, often. she would stare at your face as you read sentences written on the paper, she'd try to decipher your expressions — the twitching of the corners of your lips as you try not to smile, the way your eyes widens when you read something you like, the way your brows move when your heart melts, and the blush on your cheeks.

over the past few years you have known haerin, she can basically read your emotions, but it feels like everyone can do that already, you're so expressive one can know what you feel with just a simple look on your face. nothing compares to actually knowing exactly what you're thinking, just what you feel isn't enough; haerin wants to dive deeper.

upon reading your 15th letter, you kind of broke down into tears, haerin heard your sobs and looked down to see you wiping your tears.

others would think, must've been a hate message mixed with fans but haerin instinctively knew it was a heartfelt message.

she reached over to your hand and squeezed it gently, her soft hand on yours, she caressed the skin under hers. as you wiped your tears, you looked up at her and saw her blinking at you. you sniffled. "a-ah, haerinie did i bother you?" you asked, intertwining your fingers with hers. haerin blushed and looked away.

"no," she answered and took a deep breath and looked back at you again, this time she stretched her lips into a thin smile, her cheeks puffed up. you couldn't help but smile wider, your cheeks blooming a shade of pink — you couldn't help but look down in sudden embarrassment because of your fragile state displayed to a younger member.

"did you get a nice letter?" she asked, you nodded and laughed through the tears on your face. "very nice actually." haerin felt the warmth on her face, her whole body, she loves your smile so much, it's affecting her motor skills.

"hey, she said that — she's happy i'm your unnie, she is happy you are my haerinie. she said — she hopes, you will be my haerinie forever." you started, clutching the letter with the hand haerin isn't holding, you can see haerin's eyes blink, slowly. you don't know what that means, but minji once said that's cats' way of saying their i love you's.

you don't know whether it's the same for haerin, but if it was ever, you are happy to have her blink at you like that.

"i cried because, she thanked me for taking good care of you. she said, you really love me and she can tell how much you care for me. haerinie, you are very precious to me. to every tokkis too. i feel like i haven't been able to tell you yet but — you know i'll cry if i do right?" you looked at her and laughed, not being able to hold eye contact for more than five seconds, feeling your heart swell.

haerin tightened her hold on your hand, feeling her stomach twist around — so weird, she hated the feeling of her body doing shit around you.

haerin really wants to know your mind.

"you will cry, but i wish i was able to know that you feel that way." haerin spoke, she took a few steps forward, closing the gap between the two of you. you look up at haerin, she's able to hold her feelings in whenever she has to, it may seem like a bad thing — but it's really necessary with the way they live, it's hard to keep your guard down.

haerin is a very nice girl, she's kind but she has her own boundaries that she's able to withhold, unlike you; you have a hard time giving people "no" as an answer, you live a life of pleasing people — putting yourself behind others. haerin knows that, but it took minji and hanni to know first before she did, when you had a conversation with the two girls that haerin have heard.

you used to overthink, a lot — it's still the same today, but you try to lessen the pessimist behavior more often because you don't want the group to be dragged down. it takes 50 compliments to reassure you but it only takes 1 negative comment to tore it all down. you don't know why, you feel that way, think that way — you are a subject of criticism, whatever you say, do, wear, or think, there's something to people about that. everyone in newjeans are expected to be at their best. you didn't realize it's tearing you apart until you just found yourself in bed crying yourself to sleep.

haerin didn't know that, she couldn't see it through your eyes — it took a conversation with danielle for her to know.

you love your fans, you value hard work and friendship, you will never pull someone down for yourself, and you always give the best shot at everything. hyein knew that first before haerin did, it's 'cause hyein told haerin when they slept together at her room, hyein told haerin about how caring you are, nice and everything!

haerin regretted not being able to see you like that.

you love haerin, more than anyone knows — more than what you claim, you cook her breakfast, snack, dinner, even her popcorn — you love doing stuff for her, for everyone too but specifically for haerin. haerin doesn't do that much for you, but she thinks of you at night, worries about you, and takes notes of what people say about you. she's learned a lot, and still applies what she have learned over the course of being your co-member.

you may have your favorites, which is haerin — probably because you can give minji a plate of food with lots of carrots, a muffin that is slightly hard for hanni, a lollipop that doesn't have a stick to danielle and a "slightly" burnt egg for hyein.

but haerin will always get the better ones, you don't do it on purpose, when you think about it at least — and they don't seem to mind it that much, but it's just already in you — the need to give haerin what you think she likes, and deserves. it's automatic, one time you decided to make a cute sandwich, you get the thought that you should give it to haerin! minji asked for you to make her one too, and she got a slightly fucked up one, and that's not even on purpose.

everyone doesn't know about your love for haerin, they don't notice that, even with how many times you've fawned over how cute haerin is, how worried you are with her, when you volunteer to help her with her studies, fold her clothes for her, give her the best compliments! everyone guessed that that's just the way you are. but there's more to those things you do that is just not your typical way.

you thanked danielle when she peeled your oranges, but you hugged haerin when she sliced your apple.

and again, you don't do that on purpose — you love everyone but you just love haerin more that's why it's so natural.

haerin was proud of being able to do stuff for you, when she gave the last bite of her favorite snack to you. writing you a post-it notes during your exams to cheer you up. when she walks in on your room to give you a tomato frog snack she made, even if it's not even recognizable. she stares at you all the time, then wonders what you might be thinking about, after that she just brush you off when you ask her.

haerin loves you, she gets crazy jealous when you do the same for others — because she liked it the most when she's ahead of everyone for your love.

now, you stood up, facing haerin with an adorable smile on your face, your cheeks stained with salty tears and haerin opened her mouth to speak, then closed it when she couldn't find what word to say.

you still have her hand in yours, you rocked it slowly.

haerin knows you love her, you had to. there was no way she wouldn't know that, because this time she won't let anyone know that before her, she can't have someone else tell her that.

"you love me right? unnie?" haerin whispered, her voice is soothing, like how the wind blows on a windy day, making the trees rustle and make sounds that you like. you didn't know what that meant but yes, you do love haerin — so you nod.

"i don't think you get it." haerin added, you were looking down at haerin's frog slippers, worrying that looking at her eyes might ruin your friendship. you love haerin, more than one can imagine. you chuckled, it came out airy because you weren't sure what it's supposed to be for; what she said isn't even funny, nor ridiculous because yes, it's true.

"what does haerinie mean then?" you asked, playing with her fingers. haerin looked at your face, your eyelashes and your lips, then your nose and cheeks.

"you love me, more than anyone else. more than tokkis, minji unnie, hanni unnie, dani unnie and hyein. i know you love them too but you love me more right?" haerin asked, then there she goes again blinking her eyes. you giggled, darting your eyes around except haerin's. your throat felt dry.

"oh, how love? i don't think i still get—"

your cheeks are like fresh buns, soft and warm. haerin just stared at you, she then thinks you know what she meant but is hesitating whether to be honest or not. "you can always tell me." you see haerin puffing her chest up, then looks up, takes a deep breath again, even exaggeratingly exhaling with her brows furrowed. you found that funny, and laughed. "you're so cute." you told her as you laughed, putting another hand on your mouth.

haerin smiled. "you liked that?" you nodded, still laughing. "i loved that."

you finally met her eyes, the sharp gaze of her eyes— reminding you of felines. it's pretty really, she gives stares that sends chill to your spine then butterflies inside your stomach. haerin stared at yours and still said nothing, so you took it as a cue to say something.

"i do love you, that's why i care for you a lot. it's really hard to get a grasp of these feelings, but i think i love you, on a moderate amount. but then, it's not really what my heart feels, or what i show you. that's why i don't say much about it because i'm confused." haerin nodded, you suddenly felt her fingers pulling yours. "so you don't really love me a moderate amount?" haerin asked.

you bit your bottom lip, nodding. "yeah i guess."

"i can tell. don't you want to know if i love you too?" haerin tilted her head with a feigned confused expression. you look at her eyes, trying to find something inside those pair of orbs. haerin licks her lip, you dart your eyes away immediately.

"well, what do you want to say?" you asked. "don't tell anyone about this huh." haerin sighed and pushed strands of your hair behind your ear. you nodded. "i won't."

haerin hooks her arm on your torso, her other hand still holding yours. you let yourself be taken away by hers and she leaned her forehead with yours.

haerin has gotten taller, back before she was shorter than you, now she's the same height.

"i love you." haerin whispered, with her eyes closed, you look at her, your face flushed a deep shade of pink. you giggled. "oh, i'm glad you do." haerin sighed and shook her head.

"of course you are. you've loved me for a long time." she said, you couldn't help but laugh, because it's true. "uh-huh, my haerinie is so smart." haerin blushed but kept a calm face.

it was silent for a few minutes, then you placed another hand in haerin's shoulder. "i love you too." you whispered.

haerin was the first to know about the love you harbor for her, she was able to know even before you realized it yourself, without anyone telling her. she got you to confess your feelings and she couldn't be more happy about that. you're just happy to be there, for her; ready to peel oranges for her, make her sandwiches, fold more of her clothes, find the other pair of her socks.

you love your haerinie, you love her so much, even you can't measure it on your own — so much that it's hard for you to tell, and so much that there are no words in this world that can explain what you truly feel. maybe that's why no one except haerin has to understand, she's the only one who can truly tell how much you love her — it's funny, but you're happy she knows.

#kang haerin #haerin x reader #haerin #newjeans haerin #female reader #kpop imagines #kpop #newjeans imagines #newjeans #lee hyein #danielle

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bloomingflowerstuff · 5 months

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Jisung, "Have you ever been arrested?"

Minho, "Yeah, How could you tell?"

Jisung, "I was going to say it's illegal to be that cute but now I am curious"

Minho, "Aggravated assault!!"

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inzsanewrites · 1 year

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Lookism - PDA

Daniel Park

It’s a bit foreign to him since has no prior experience. So at first he’s very shy with it and even hesitates before he even tries to hold your hand. As your relationship progresses and his confidence grows he is more natural with it but outright telling him things you prefer he not do in public and encouragement of certain acts of affection is highly appreciated.

In most situations, public and private he just likes being close to you or touching in some sort of way. Your touch and presence is always something that’s comforted him greatly. So he won’t have a full in make out session in public but he won’t disagree with it if you do it in the when your in a more private place.

James Lee

Little to no PDA exists at all. Since he’s an idol and everyone knows how crazy fans get when celebrities have a romantic relationship of any sort and he wants you to be safe, he rarely approaches in public. Now he will keep an eye on you and likewise have hidden security for you, he won’t have any physical contact with you if it’s not necessary and any loving words are so quiet that the room has to be silent enough for a pin to drop if you want to hear it. Sometimes he gets tired of this and will look for a remote place just so you two can have a proper date.

In private it’s a different story. Since he is in public quite often he’s a bit touch-starved. He’s far more passionate and often initiates any sort of physical activity, be it kissing, hugging, touching, or any bedroom activities. He talked more often too and a lot of suggestive things are said so try not to get too flustered.

Vasco

Regardless of private or public, he’s very affectionate (not sexually though). Although Vasco is very unintentional with his touches as it’s more of him being comfortable with you with you.

He wants to feed the ducks? He’s holding your hand and dragging you along.

You look particularly cute that day? He holds your face and tells you the exact same thing.

He’s about to fight a bad guy? Vasco picks you and placed you somewhere safe.

Even if you’re not very comfortable with it, never holding back with you it’s something subconscious he does so you may find a hand holding yours when he’s not really thinking about it.

#lookism imagines #lookism webtoon #lookism x reader #daniel park #kang dagyeom x reader #kang dagyum x reader #daniel park x reader #park hyungsuk x reader #webtoon x reader #webtoon #vasco x reader #dg x reader #james lee x reader #manhwa x reader

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junggunz · 11 months

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known you before ft. dg | 🔞

summary: the top idol that everyone loves is everywhere you go and you can't stand it. but when you finally cross paths with him, there's an odd sense of familiarity. cw: dg x fem!reader | SMUT | brief mentions of alcohol | established relationship | reader is called a slut once | creampie |all characters featured are 18+ wc: 3.3k an: dg's korean name slays so much harder than his english name sorry not sorry-also this is part one of a very long series of songfics. check out the playlist on spotify or don't. idc. will proofread this later

“Your cosmic energy, trapped in my memory. I swear I’ve known you before.”

Kang Dagyum better known as DG. The top star that you can’t seem to escape. Hearing his music on the radio, seeing his face all over social media and TV; it seriously felt like some kind of sick joke how every time you tried to reject him, you would just see more of him.

When you think the universe is running out of cruel jokes to play on you, the idol made a special guest appearance at the club you meet your friends at on the one night you decided to go out. It’s a knee jerk reaction for you to go the opposite direction of where everyone else is rushing to gather in attempts to see DG. Pushing your way through the crowd, you leave your friends on the dancefloor to fangirl and fawn over the pink haired man. You look around the dimly lit club for somewhere, anywhere to be as far away from him as possible.

There’s nowhere inside for you to totally escape the sound of his voice so you look past the sea of warm bodies for the closest exit sign and bolt towards it. Outside, alone in some dingy back alley, the cool night air is a drastic change from how grossly humid it was inside the club but it’s refreshing. You quickly pull out your phone then text your friends to tell them you stepped out and would be back in whenever he left. With your very mildly inebriated state, you don’t know how much time had passed before your friends finally message you back a bunch of crying emojis saying that DG’s performance was over. You turn to go back through the door you had come through but at the same time you reach to open, someone else on the inside is coming out of it and the force of it knocks you to the ground.

“What the fuck?” you grumble in annoyance, slowly picking yourself up then dusting the gravel off your hands.

Then you see him. Of course it’s him. With his stupid pink hair and his gaudy designer clothes. It’s always fucking him. You shouldn’t have expected anything less from the universe and its cruel way of messing with you. But when his eyes full of light meet yours, your heart sinks to the floor and your emotions start to go haywire. It’s such a whirlwind of things at once. All of the anger you felt turns into a sense of feeling at home. Feeling like every corny love song on the radio finally made sense. Feeling like he was someone you loved before.

“Lee Jihoon…” The name you once knew falls from your lips in a whisper that could have easily been carried away by the light breeze. However as you utter the last syllable, DG’s neutral expression turns to one of bewilderment before he stalks toward you, invading your personal space and reaching to grab your chin while he examines your face. So overcome with your emotions, it doesn’t even cross your mind at all to try and step back once he gets closer. You’re stuck in place as he examines your face like you were livestock.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it, Y/N?” He murmurs in that silky voice of his, making your knees start to feel weak from the close proximity. “Let’s go talk somewhere private.” He says as he pulls away from you just as suddenly as he had come toward you, grabbing your hand and leading you down the back alley where his personal driver had been waiting for him. In any other situation, this would be a very dangerous predicament to find yourself in; but in the back of your mind, you knew this was meant to happen. If you had tried to explain what you felt right now, you would be easily deemed as crazy. Seeing a very popular idol everywhere and taking it as a sign that the two of you were destined to cross paths? That sounds like something a deluded stalker fan would say as their defense when they get arrested for harassment or breaking and entering.

As you sit in the car with him, you’re not sure what to say. You can’t figure out what’s more astonishing; the fact that an idol you swear you hated knew your name, the way you’re sitting next to him and going somewhere together, or the fact that he seems to know about your ex boyfriend who disappeared out of thin air. Your body language remains stiff and rigid the whole time, totally unsure of how to handle this situation.

“I never forgot about you, you know.” DG says suddenly, breaking the silent tension between the two of you. “I looked for you in a lot of different people because I knew I wouldn’t be able to face you again and explain what happened. But here we are anyway.” He chuckles almost bitterly.

His words only leave you with more questions as you remain silent, looking out the window longingly and recall the love you had lost. Jihoon had a crazy, unpredictable streak— you knew that when you met him and the thrill of dating a bad boy made your young heart flutter like crazy. But to think he would vanish without any sort of goodbye or mention where he was going shattered your heart into a million pieces; yet you clung on to all the pictures you took together, the Supreme hoodie you knew he loved but still stole from him and never got to give back, and the cheesy notes the two of you had passed during class. All of it was tucked away in a little box in the back of your closet, much like you had kept all memories of him in the deepest part of your mind until today.

When the car finally stops; you realize that you’re inside the parking garage of the fancy penthouse apartments you worked nearby, passing by daily and dreaming of living in. It was strange to think that on top of never being able to escape the face of DG, he had also lived right under your nose without you having a single clue. Silence ensues as the two of you walk into the elevator together and go up to his floor then enter his luxury apartment after he unlocks the door. As soon as the two of you are alone and in the privacy of his home, all of the questions that were bubbling in your head came tumbling out.

“How do you know Jihoon? Where’d he go?” You ask in a wavering voice, blinking back tears as you stand in DG’s living room and stare at him with the fiercest gaze you could despite your fragile emotional state.

“I’m right here, Y/N.” He tells you with a small laugh, his calm demeanor seeming to rile you up even more as he closes the distance between the two of you. “I can’t say I’m the same exact Jihoon you loved before because I’ve matured and go by a different name now but everything else is the same.”

Your head spins as so many questions keep popping up each time he speaks. It’s damn near impossible to mimic the cool composure he models in front of you. The aura of laid back confidence that he exudes is even more infuriating to you as you see in person rather than a screen. Especially in this particular scenario.

“Is this some kind of joke? You can’t be Jihoon.” You mumble, unable to tear your eyes away from the man out of fear he would pull some sort trick on you. After the mystical forces of fate had toyed with you so much, it wouldn’t be so shocking to you if the next thing coming was manmade trickery to fuck with your head.

“If I wasn’t Jihoon would I know that our anniversary date is August 18th and you used it as your password for everything? How could I know that for our first date, we skipped school to go to Notte World? Or how about you taking my favorite hoodie from me after I got to wear it only one time?” DG begins to list off. “And there’s no possible way that I would know that for our first time together, we fucked on the school rooftop and you were so loud that we almost got caught by the soccer team who were practicing below us on the field. And I definitely would have no idea about all the times you faked being sick so I could come over while your family wasn’t home.”

The specificity in all the things he mentions leaves you at a loss for words, having to step away to sit down on the plush couch while you collect your thoughts. A look of confusion washes over your face. Then it turns to one of fondness as you look back on all the wild times you had together; only for your face to return to one confusion again but this time more solemn.

“How come-” You start to ask, looking up at DG as he approaches you again then takes the empty seat next to you.

“It’s… a really long story that I’d rather save for another time. Right now, I just want to make up for leaving you alone for so long.” He cuts you off in a gentle tone, slinging his arm around your shoulders. “Will you forgive me for my infidelity since we never officially broke up?” He adds in, breaking his cool facade and using a cutesy voice to lighten the mood; just further confirming that he was the ex boyfriend you had been yearning for after all this time.

Without much thought, you lean in for a kiss and DG meets you halfway; planting his lips on yours. The initial kisses are sweet and tentative, making you feel like it was your first kiss with him all over again. It was a memory you could never truly forget no matter how far you shove it into the recesses of your thoughts. Nostalgia seems to hit you even harder as DG’s kisses become more intense, more urgent and conjures a film reel that plays behind your eyelids of all the times you would sneak off with Jihoon to make out in the most random places. Your lips automatically part for him when you feel his tongue slip into the mix; giving into him and letting the wet muscle taste the faintest remnants of alcohol that linger in your mouth. DG is greedy as his tongue leaves no part of your mouth untouched, easily keeping your attention on the heated liplock while his arm drops from your shoulder so his hands could pull you by the hips and on to his lap.

DG suddenly breaks off the kiss, a thin trail of saliva keeping the two of you connected for a few seconds longer until it snaps while he looks at you with half lidded eyes that reflect the same dark, lust that Jihoon used to look at you with.

“Have your tastes changed? Are you still the impatient and needy brat I remember?” He queries, a toothy grin of mischief playing upon his lips while his hands hastily hike up the short fabric of the dress you wore clubbing. “Or have you calmed down?” With more of you exposed, DG’s palms aren’t shy to get acquainted with your thighs; tenderly kneading the malleable flesh.

“Whatever you want, I can give it to you.” He tells you, the double meaning behind his words not even registering in your mind with his lips occupying the side of your neck, catching a hunk between his teeth and making you moan softly when he roughly suckles the delicate skin. Your breath gets caught in your chest as you feel him start to nip at the pulse point on your neck, waiting for you to verbally respond and tell him what you desire.

You were always shy when it came to dirty talking to Jihoon, barely able to use your words to tell him that you wanted him to fuck you. Even after all this time apart and a few boyfriends here and there, the habit never seemed to go away. However, your lack of words isn’t a surprise to DG in the least bit. Instead, he sees it as an opportunity.

Since you wouldn’t tell him what you wanted, DG uses this as a chance to refamiliarize himself with the layout of your body. Getting to know every curve, dip and valley after demanding you to take off the skimpy piece of fabric you called a dress. His eyes light up when he sees the matching lace bra and panty set that perfectly mold to your frame. Despite the fact he had you now, knowing that there was even a chance that some other guy could have seen you like this causes a sense of possessiveness to course through him that he hasn’t felt in a long time.

“Aw, you’re so wet. Is it all for me?” He asks rhetorically as he slips your panties to the side and his fingers glide along your glossy slit. Nothing quite made his cock and ego swell like knowing how easily you got wet for him even after all this time. DG’s ring and middle finger dip into your slick heat with barely any resistance, your walls wrapped around him like a glove. The digits waste no time, quickly pumping in and out of your juicy cunt, making you squirm around on his lap. With all your little movements, you feel his erection brush against your ass.

“Such an eager little thing. You want something else inside, don’t you?” DG taunts, noticing the way your walls squeezed around his digits at the very same moment your butt grazed the bulge in his pants.

Biting back a moan, you nod slowly in response to him; coyly peeking at his expression through your lashes and waiting to see if he would give in to you.

Everything happens so fast. From DG’s fingers slipping out of you just as suddenly as they entered you to him hauling you off to his bedroom then stripping both of you naked. You get a sense of deja vu as DG crawls over you, settling between your spread legs and looking down at your face with an expression of pure ardor that was thinly veiled by his calm composure.

Anticipation creeps down your spine as you quietly watch him grab the base of his cock and slowly rub it against your wet slit; the tip bumping against your clit every so often.

“I’ll ask you one more time, do you want me to be gentle or rough?” DG asks you in a low voice, his gaze never leaving your face as he takes in the sight of you looking so desperate and needy beneath him.

“Be rough.” You mumble shyly, feeling your face become warm as your hips lurch toward him every time the head of his cock passes over your entrance.

A small hum of satisfaction rumbles in the back of his throat before he pushes inside of your wanting hole, the two of you moaning in unison at the long awaited contact. Your breath gets caught in your throat as he feeds you his entire length with one rough thrust, his hands moving to grab your hips and pull you closer to make you feel every girthy inch of him inside your slippery cunt.

“Oh, fuck—” You gasp, your toes curling in delight as he’s deeply embedded in your walls, his full balls pressed up against the curve of your ass and catching all the arousal leaking out of you.

It doesn’t take long before he’s sliding in and out of you with a ferocity that makes your body slide up against the sheets, filling your tight and wet pussy so good; you can’t help but cling on to him. Your hands grip his forearms as you moan incessantly for him, your hold getting tighter every time his length would brush against your sweet spot.

“You have no idea how much I missed you and this sweet pussy.” DG murmurs against your lips as he leans in closer to you, his mouth then moving to occupy yours and eating up all the salacious noises you made. Now with your moans muffled, you could hear the way his bed frame creaked with every rough yet precise snap of his hips, the sounds of wet skin smacking against each other and perhaps the most erotic of all—the naughty squelch of his cock pummeling your soaked hole.

You break the kiss after a few minutes, pulling away as your lungs burn for air. A little choked out mewl escapes you as DG continues to pound away at your body. Being able to fuck you like this was just as good if not better than DG remembered but it’s not even the most enticing part of it for him. It’s the way you easily slip back into your role as his cute significant other who goes crazy over the feeling of him filling you up with his dick that has him lost in his own realm of pleasure. You were always meant to be his—no matter how much time or distance would pass between the two of you, your body was the perfect home for his cock. After tonight, he would make sure to keep you as his; reclaiming his position as your lover.

Meanwhile, there’s not a single coherent thought as DG fucks you like his life depended on it. Bright colors bloom on the inside of your eyelids when your eyes fall closed, totally overcome with bliss as his cock intentionally presses against that sweet spot deep within you. Your thighs quiver ever so slightly each time his tip bullies the bundle of nerves and your walls start to spasm around him.

“You’re gonna make me cum—” Your voice comes about as a breathless and pathetic whine when you look up at DG with glassy eyes, tears welling up in your ducts as you try to stave off your rapidly brewing climax. The announcement was totally unnecessary; the way your juices coated his length in a thick creamy gloss and how your walls clung around him was more than enough proof how much you were enjoying the way he fucked you.

“Then, cum.” He tells you, a small smirk on his lips while one of his hands slithers from your hip and up to your throat; gently squeezing the sides. “Be my good little slut and cum for me.”

The light pressure on your throat combined with him slamming into you so aggressively has your eyes rolling back in your head; a bunch of garbled nonsense leaving you as your orgasm is just a hair away.

“A-ah, Jihoon,” You pant as your body arches into his, your nails digging into his arms as you come undone. His thrusts don’t falter in their pace as he fucks you through your climax, prompting more of your juices to soil the sheets beneath you. “I love you.”

The shaky three word confession ends up being DG’s demise. He thought he wasn't anywhere close to being done with you; but he's proven wrong as he groans. His hips jerk, spilling his warm seed into your pussy and it surprises the both of you as his warmth fills you but he doesn’t pull out quite yet.

“Say it again.” He commands you, his movements gradually slowing down to a snail's pace. Your hands leave his forearms and reach up to cup his face gently as you look at him with tired eyes full of adoration.

“I love you and I missed you.” You repeat, your breathing finally evening out. “Don’t disappear on me again.”

You catch a glimpse of the grin that graces his features before he buries his face in your neck, laying on top of you and holding you tightly.

“I love you too.”

#lookism x reader #lookism smut #dg x reader #james lee x reader #kang dagyum smut #dg smut #diego kang smut #james lee smut #dg scenarios #lookism #lookism fanfic #lookism imagines #lookism manhwa #lookism webtoon #junggunz.txt

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writingmeraki · 1 year

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fools of love I

READ PART TWO HERE !

summary : being jealous of the stars in your eyes whenever you smiled because he knew they were caused by anyone but him or so he thought.

genre : fluff, slight angst, humour (??)

pairing : cho guesung x gn!reader, idiots to lovers.

warnings : misunderstandings, slight hurt, jealousy,whipped asf idiots, best friend/platonic soulmate kangin, guesung is dumb (&hot) but reader is dumber, cursing, not entirely proofread.

author's note : does the summary make sense?? idk y'all let me know? atp I am thinking of this man 25/8 but really i just had to put this idea out of my pending wips. hope you liked it and be sure to read the little note at the end :)

word count : 3.6k

"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

Your hand held out a makeshift rock as a smug grin was making its way into your face because you knew rock was always the superior.

Or so you thought.

Grinning, your eyes quickly shifted to the other hand that held out the complete opposite of yours, and the smile on your face was immediately slapped off as you groaned out loudly.

"HA! I WIN!"

Kangin proudly exclaimed while your eyes narrowed at him in annoyance as he snatched the bag of cheap yet fulfilling snacks of your other hand.

Scoffing and muttering cusses at the 5"8 man, you retorted

"B-BUT THIS IS cheating!"

You told as you crossed your arms and slightly jutted out your bottom lip forming a small pout as you chose an alternative route of rather using the emotional bargain method, one that always worked from your end as no one was able to resist your sorrow glint eyes. Fake sorrow.

Cute. He thought but then again it wasn't just anybody in front of you, no.

This was Lee Kangin , your very best friend from your childhood. You being born in Incheon and also being a fan of football since a young age even to the extent of you also being able to have a talent in playing the game, it was as if the stars were lined for the both of you to become practically soulmates.

Though you both always laughed at the way you became friends because him accidentally knocking you out cold one day when practicing for football and you woke up wanting to actually murder the person who caused you to be on bed rest for a few days meaning no football as well meant as though someone had actually just murdered you. (tiny flashback ahead)

But despite the rough first impression the boy made, he'd come in the same day later after you gained your consciousness to apologize with a bouquet of beautifully assorted flowers and a handful of snacks, which to his credit, was suggested by his mother.

It wasn't like he didn't feel sorry, he was sorry, guilty in fact but what could the poor 9 year old do other than bring his sincerest apologies to you.

And when he did, you couldn't help but instantly want to forgive him as you saw the solemn look on his face with the guilt practically being overwhelming in his eyes, heck you think you may have even spotted tears, as he took in the bandage wrapped around your little head.

To his utmost surprise, you chuckled as his head was down and he looked up to see you with a small grin on your face

"I guess I could forgive you."

He looked taken aback, even in his little 9 year old mind he thought it was hard to earn anyone's consideration for forgiveness let alone forgiveness itself.

"But you have to promise me one thing."

Curiously he softly spoke out with a small fearful tone as though he was scared you'd be asking for a huge favor one he wouldn't be able to fulfil

"W-what?"

With a toothy grin you finally said

"Be my football practice buddy from now on."

You held out your hand as though it was some sort of business agreement you were proposing and in a way it was at least in your childhood nature.

As he took in the words he couldn't help but smile widely as his eyes narrowed and his full cheeks bunched up and he exclaimed

"Deal!"

And alas that was the start of your great friendship with Lee Kangin.

Raising a brow at you, he knew the tactics you were playing and despite having fallen into that very trap many times, he also knew better than to give in at this time, and as he held the bag in his hand ready to dive into its content any minute, he retorted mockingly while rolling his eyes

"You were the one who suggested we settle this over 가위 (kai) 바위 (bai) 보 (bo) and you lost so quit being a sore loser and the emotional puppy eyes won't work either."

Instantly the small pout and the adorable begging eyes vanished as you narrowed your eyes at him in the offense.

Finally after what felt like he had been digging around for ages he found the bottle of strawberry milk he had been wanting to drink and smiled at it as if it was his greatest achievement till date even though he was an upcoming football player.

As he dismissed the other snacks to the side to be eaten later, a mischievous thought occurred to you and before you could think about it more, you said fuck it and just did what your ultimately hungry stomach and slightly bitter heart thought of.

You grabbed the bag of snacks and made a dash for it, you knew you stood no chance in terms of stamina or even in speed but you knew one thing and that was when you do something that catches the other off guard, no matter how lacking you were in terms of skills compared to them, you immediately gained the upperhand at least for the first few minutes.

Kangin's eyes widened and his jaw dropped almost comically as he saw you make a run for it and he too made a split second decision,

"HEY! THAT'S MINE, WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Screaming loudly, his deep voice boomed across the wide field that the other players had been practicing at, they ended up turning their heads at the colorful choice of words including the captain's as well.

He dropped the strawberry milk bottle on the ground while gulping as much as he could before he had to ultimately drop it and began chasing you at full speed. You burst out laughing, probably sounding like a villian but who cares, you thought while trying to make your way towards the doors that led out to a common lounging area.

Heungmin looked at the loud screams from where he'd been standing a bit further away in a conversation with Seungho and began laughing himself when he saw you running away being chased by a furious Kangin, even he could tell you'd done something to irk the other and it was working.

"Y/N pulled that shit again, I can't believe Kangin fell for it again." Seungho said as his eyes followed you almost reaching the doors and saw how Kangin was almost just behind you, he let out his own chuckle and shook his head at your tactics.

The others of course knew you, maybe some being even more interested in you, but you'd pretty much known them since the time Kangin joined the National Team, you had been there when he made it and even given him the biggest congratulations that you could, because after all your best friend had been able to accomplish his goals at least, quite literally and also philosophically. (no puns intended)

You were introduced to the others and overall they were all friendly with you, some even began seeing you as their little sister and to top it off you also a football player as you were midfielder in your college team so you got along even more well with them. Yet you knew you saw most of them as your older brothers however you felt different for one player.

You don't think it was normal to feel those butterflies, you don't think it was normal to start feeling a pool of warm red forming in your cheeks, you don't think was normal to gulp and your heartbeat increasing as though you'd just ran for your fucking life. And worse this was the first time a guy scratch that a person made you feel this way.

And you certainly don't think it was normal that the reason behind all that had been Cho Guesung.

The very attractive striker of the South Korean National Team.

And that had been your big oh no moment, the minute, the second you realised who was the cause of that state.

You felt so fucking stupid.

Just as you were about to reach the doors, you felt two familiar arms wrap around your waist from behind as the bag left your hand and flew upwards, due to the sudden movement you squealed loudly and gasped when you were lifted into the air.

"Let me down! KANGIN! YAH!"

You began giggling as you suddenly felt him take a spin, it almost felt like you were a kid again and your father was making you play flying games, you know the ones where you pretend to fly in the air.

You weren't exactly a small person, 5'8 for a person wasn't really short, but then again the stamina of these men was no joke.

"Not until you apologize and buy me a whole crate of strawberry milk." Kangin taunted you as he too chuckled from your contagious laughter.

Both of you in your own little antics, to an outsider they'd think you were a couple, at least to those who thought their first assumptions were right.

"You are blocking the way."

A deep voice announced loudly with a hint of bitterness. Both of you immediately stopped, recognizing who it was, and opened your eyes widely as Kangin let go of you, you quickly stood beside him and a sudden wave of dizziness you guess from all the spinning hit you as you stumbled slightly, Kangin wrapping one arm around your waist again and pulling you onto his side so you could lean into him for some support.

The figure in front of you had his hand out when he saw you stumble but quickly put it aside, scoffing a bit after as he saw Kangin's hand on your waist, he went back to his face of indifference that had been holding for a while before anyone saw the scoff and annoyance.

However, it was too late as both Kangin and you saw the scowl. While you moved from your temporary support pretending to dust yourself, you nervously laughed and straightened your shirt

"Sorry," You told sincerely trying to muster a small apologetic smile at Guesung as Kangin rolled his eyes at his hyung's behavior as though he was used to it. He was used to it, more than he wished he was.

Guesung began feeling a small pit of guilt form in his stomach as he saw you look away in embarrassment before he could even make eye contact with you, mentally being annoyed at himself for having thoughts of wishing you'd have at least looked at him.

He quickly shook his head before he could get more wrapped up in thoughts about you. How pretty you currently looked under the daylight with somewhat messy hair up in a pony tail with a few strands out and cheeks slightly flushed from laughing, at least that's what he concluded but little did he know he was indeed the culprit of the flushed cheeks and nervous state of yours.

"It's fine, just don't be in the way next time." He muttered quietly as he held one strap of his duffle bag and his eyes traveled back to the both of you, he quickly walked past you, tightening his grip as he heard Kangin let out a snort.

Just cause he didn't know, obviously yet devastatingly, didn't mean no one else knew about your little infatuation. Though Kangin protested to that being the label of what you felt,

It's not an infatuation Y/N it's basically a crush at this point, maybe even the big L word.

You remember mentally and physically groaning at that and buried your hands in a swirl of emotions.

You let out a sigh of exhaustion and a hint of sadness as Guesung brushed past the both of you while Kangin snorted and once again rolled his eyes

"Can you believe that guy? There's a whole ass football field of space to move and he chose this way to go, as if it were on purpose don't you think?" He asked with a hint of teasing as he looked over at you and you now rolled your eyes and retorted back to him

"Shut up, you were making too much noise anyways."

You playfully hit him on his arm and then began to fix your hair which had became a mess and wanted to throw yourself off a cliff as you realised you looked like an absolute disaster in front of your-

"ME? you're the one who was being a bitter loser and stole MY food?!?" Kangin feigned in fake offence, his eyes held amusement as to how you were gaslighting him at the moment.

"AND you made me look like a fool in front of him."

You narrowed your eyes as you whispered harshly taking a quick glance at Guesung to make sure he wouldn't hear but he would not anyway as he was literally 100 feet from where you both stood.

Kangin looked at you in even more amusement as he saw you take a peek at his hyung, grinning with mischief and teased "Oh don't worry Y/N ah you'll never look like fool in front of him besides it is your true nature, embrace it you know."

He raised his hands and put quotation marks in the air "Self love no matter how much of an idiot you are." He finished with a shit eating grin that made you playfully pinch his ear.

"Ouch! Damn dude that hurts!" "What did you say again huh?"

"You are an id-" You twisted his ear a bit harder "I MEAN YOU ARE PERFECT OW! FUCK THAT HURTS LET ME GO!"

Smirking with pride you let go of his ear as he put his hand up to it to caress it gently from the needed but undeserved violence "Sheesh it's not like you actually will look like a fool anyways at least never to hyung so I don't know why you stress out so much."

He muttered as he caressed his ear and narrowed his eyes at you while cussing you in his mind geez this tiny human knows how to hurt (you still wonder how you seemed tiny because you were practically the same height but you suppose it could be regarding the fact that he was a few months older than you)

You raised an eyebrow, almost in amazement yet disbelief as you scoffed

"He HATES me Kangin might I remind you."

Your voice lowered towards the end as you thought about how unlike the other teammates and guys on the team, Guesung never seemed to have liked you.

(small flashback)

It's not like he would go out of his way to show his clear distaste in you, rather he always wore a mask of indifference or just merely ignored you whenever you were around.

You let out a snort at Kangin's words and what he was trying to imply as you remembered when they came back home after their FIFA World Cup matches, and how you'd been asked to help for the welcome party along with some other close ones of the other players and you being well you jumped to help as you were excited to not only meet your platonic soulmate after months but also excited to congratulate Guesung and tell him how proud you were of him, (as well as the other players ofc)

You'd worn one of your favourite outfits which was particularly red in colour in representation of the team which not only suited you so gracefully but was also comfortable to wear and you were already running late so you did some light makeup which would highlight your beautiful facial features as well as an easy yet pretty hairstyle. You had felt pretty confident that day ready because you yourself did look amazing, as usual.

You had reached the place and were waiting and helping around the staff when they came in one by one from the utter chaos they had faced outside the hotel as well as the airport. Your eyes darted towards Guesung and you couldn't help it, whenever he was anywhere you'd always find yourself taking secret glances at him, despite him doing the same, you relished those moments.

Your whole face lit up as you made your way towards them, poor Kangin being left as an after thought but it's not like you wouldn't meet him eventually you just saw Guesung first so you decided to congratulate him first.

When Guesung had stepped into the hotel lounge he couldn't help but scan the room searching for a particular individual who he had wanted to see after so long. He couldn't help it but admit how much he'd missed you. He'd thought about you a lot when he was in Qatar and was hoping you'd have watched how he played, watched how he scored. His heart always seemed to oppose him but for once he could mutually agree with what his heart was feeling for,yearning for.

And when his secret wish came true, you coming towards him, looking very much real rather than on a screen from the countless videocalls you'd done with Kangin and even some of the others even though you rarely talked to him despite wanting to but always being so so feeblish that you instead just wished him the best and would not talk much, he knew from that point there really was no turning back.

His feelings were very much real and he very much felt all that towards you and only you.

You stopped in front of him a few feet away dressed in their team colours which he observed and oh my God.

It felt as though his mouth had lost its ability to form anything that he had to take a gulp, you noticed his eyes slowly taking you in from head to toe and couldn't help but almost faint. You felt weak hearted, this boy wasn't good for your heart you concluded. But then again, you always craved ruination.

He on the other hand felt no better, he felt his heart pick up as his eyes drunk you in his, mind already getting intoxicated with the thoughts of your face, oh your beautiful face.

And when you beamed at him with the very stars in your eyes as though the Gods themselves had plucked them individually from the galaxy and placed them to make them twinkle everytime you'd beamed.

"Congratulations Guesung." You told still with the same gleam.

"You really played well for the team and those goals back to back were so fucking awesome, especially the second one, it was absolutely spectacular"

You finished fangirling as you recalled gasping in both awe and shock when he scored those goals against Ghana and despite them having ultimately lost the match, you think he played it marvelously and now wanting to cringe because you felt as though that still wasn't enough for what really was going on in your mind, and even though he had felt exhausted, your words were enough to make him for the first time, in front of you because God knows and maybe his teammates, the countless times he's secretly smiled just at the mere thought of you, smile at you as his face relaxed with content.

Yes, you heard it and saw it right, he was smiling AT YOU and not only that BECAUSE of YOU.

Internally you were freaking out and your eyes slightly widened while you try to act calm on the outside as he spoke up

"Thank you, really, it means a lot."

He still remained smiling at you while you stood there trying not to freak out even more because despite those being simple words they really hit the feelings for you.

And really on the other part, he felt no different, those words did mean a lot to him, more than they should have, more than it would to a normal person hearing those words because frankly hearing those words from someone that has an exceptional place in your heart means a whole fucking lot.

Before you could really say anything again, you felt yourself being tackled by someone and immediately your mind quite literally snapped out of its daze and focused on trying to not lose balance as the individual now fully wrapped his large arms around you.

"I MISSED YOU SO MUCH YOU HAVE NO IDEA!"

Kangin sobbed out as he hid his face in the crook of your neck and you couldn't help but chuckle and chose to just go with the flow while you pulled your arms out of the uncomfortable embrace to now comfortably wrap them around his large frame.

Guesung's face dropped, and the smile on his face vanished before he could even comprehend, of course he knew you were not particularly there for him, you were friends with most of the players and Kangin but he couldn't help the small selfish desire wishing you'd have come up to him and instead tackled him just the Kangin did to you, he'd be ready to embrace you, just how you were embracing Kangin.

The small irk of irritation began forming again when he noticed how tightly Kangin had held you, it was always like that, it was normal between you both. His jaw tensed as he looked away and he straightened his broad shoulders as he walked away without even soaring you another glance.

You noticed him as your head was over Kangin's shoulder and as expected you also took note of how his expression dropped which made a small frown settle on your face.

He was just smiling a minute ago, what suddenly happened?

It wasn't like it was your fault really, it was neither's fault because after all love is what makes a fool of us right?

Too bad this time, it decided to make you both the fools.

(end of small flashback)

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