hii i’m not sure if it ever sent but i was wondering if i could request something cute with soul where you put his hair in pigtails or something. thank u!!!
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soul x gn reader
cw- not rly anything besides that fact that soul was like kinda over working himself with studying and reader calls soul 'babe' once.
a/n- LMFAOOOO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG. also the beginning of this was write on a phone so sorry if it looks weird lmaoo.
You've been sitting on souls lap for maybe a good hour by now, his chin resting on your shoulder.
The two of you have been studying almost all day, but you gave up a while ago. Soul, however, was way more keen on continuously studying.
You sat still for the most part, the only time you would move slightly was when soul had to move himself to turn the page in his book or write something down.
Soul removed his hand from the small of your back once again and wrote something down.
“oh my god” he sighed, burying his face into your collarbone.
You lean back, his head falling from you, your lower back, hitting the desk.
“Take a break, yeah?” you whisper, caressing his neck and jaw.
"but i have to get this done." soul whispers back, earning a glare from you. he sighs. "ok fine. but! let me finish the rest of this, and then ill stop. i promise!"
"ok. sure, whatever you say." you reply doubtfully, taking your hands off his neck and put them into his hair.
soul was dedicated to begin with, but with all the added pressure from fnc and himself at that, he felt like he couldnt stop. no matter how stressed it made him, no matter how much you and keeho nagged him to stop for just a second, he insisted he needed to continue if he wanted to communicate with his peers better and all.
news flash! he didnt stop.
"what are you doing?" soul asked as he felt you parting his hair with your nail.
"if you are going to be oh so keen on studying, im gonna make it so you cant continue." you reply leaning foward again.
"y/n, i cant see"
"its almost like thats the entire point."
you comb through the left side of his hair with your fingers and twist one of the hair ties you have on your wrist around souls hair, making a little pony tail.
"oh my god are you seriously putting my hair in pigtails right now?"
"yep." you giggle doing the same thing to the left side.
"happy now?" he asks smiling.
"are you done studying for tonight?"
"honestly i dont even remember where i left off so i guess. its just gonna be hard to find-"
you cut him off. "yes or no babe."
'"yes." soul conforms
"then yes, im happy now" you smile shaking his pigtails.
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ jewelry
soul x gn reader
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summery- reader and soul really like giving and receiving jewelry from each other.
cw- nothing besides reader and soul are in an established relationship.
a/n- tbh, i cant decide if i like this or not but ok.
you lean your head on souls shoulder from behind him, looking at the bracelet on his wrist you had just made him.
it’s small things- like making each other jewelry, that you love.
if someone were to see you out they wouldnt think anything about the item on you. but you do. soul does.
it’s like claiming each other but to yourselves. no one would actually know that the piece of jewelry you’re wearing was given to you from soul. made for you, by soul, unless you told them. and same for him.
if someone asked you where you got your necklace or something you'd have to say your boyfriend got it for you. or made it because soul is just that talented. and he would have to say the same.
it’s like being attached to each other, without actually being attached to each other.
clingy- yet, still room for space.
cheesy? a little bit. but neither of you care. you love each other and you love the things you make and get each other. willing to take the time god making jewelry take so long to make each other something and spend the money to get each other a piece. whether it be two cents or a shit ton, doesnt matter. it’s all worth the same coming from one another.
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unsolvable mystery
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this story is part of the +world universe.
synopsis: shota had always proved to be a source of confusion for those around him, but what could anyone do about it?
genre: sci-fi, supernatural powers!au, virtual world!au
wc: 483
a/n: i deliberately focused on how the group is struggling with their perception of him and therefore it's more from the group's perspctive.
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underneath the innocent playfulness shota (or soul, as he liked to be called) showed was an existence that was quite difficult to unravel. because of this, he was, for lack of a better words, a subject of curiosity for his fellow team members.
for one, he routinely spoke to jongseob's drones, the way one would speak to a pet they owned. (surprisingly, the drones seemed to like him a lot, if such an adjective were possible for machines like these, swarming around his head like bees to a brightly-colored flower.) he was a strange kid, usually curled up in front of a tv with snacks or busy with his rollerblades. the boy seemed to have a new interest every day.
also, his power wasn't obvious. jiung found soul one day levitating a phone for a couple seconds, which was strange because he had never seen the boy do that. ever. when did he get that ability?
the language barrier didn't help much either, but to soul's credit, his korean was really improving. still, he naturally was quiet around most of the team and it was hard to get a read on him.
presently, intak, jongseob and theo were watching soul from behind a column. he was playing with the drones, skating back and forth and watching them try to chase him.
"hey, how come soul is immune to alcor?" theo, the eldest asked. not even they, with superpowers that helped them out greatly, were completely immune to the alcor disease that had spread across korea.
no one had the answer, but intak had a question of his own. "everyone saw soul for the first time here, right?" he paused. "was there anyone who first saw him in the real world?"
jongseob suddenly remembered something, pulling out his phone. "look at this," he said, and what theo and intak saw astonished them. it was a grainy video of soul, but since the camera quality on jongseob's phone was good, it seemed unusual for any subject to appear pixelated, to the degree that they almost couldn't tell it was him. "i took this when he was sleepy last time."
“when he was sleepy?" intak said.
the boy continued in his fun with the drones, ignoring the trio that was examining him intently.
what an enigma soul is, jongseob thought. but so adorable. somehow it’s surprising that the two of us are really the same age? still, we don't know what he can do, so we have to proceed carefully.
really, it would help if the team figured out what his deal was. because unfortunately, they didn't know everything they needed to about alcor, and seob had a feeling that soul might have some of the answers they needed.
for one second, soul turned around, an innocent smile still on his face, and resumed what he was doing. it seemed that he would remain a mystery.
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