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bluhourz · 4 months

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when you argue

You sighed heavily when the time to go home finally came. You were always super excited to go home after work as your boyfriend would be waiting for you there, happy as ever to see you. Today was a bit different though. Last night you got into an argument with your your boyfriend. A lot of mean words were thrown about as you both got more and more frustrated. He ended up crossing the line at the end of the night as he brought up a big insecurity of yours. You haven't spoken to him since.

The idea of going home and seeing him just made you tired and upset at this stage. You hated fighting with him and missed him so much already. But you had to stay strong.

After finally making it home, you entered your shared apartment and pulled your shoes off. You heard the TV playing some or other anime he was probably watching but you didn't look up as you passed him on the couch, keeping your eyes on the ground and quickly walking to your room.

Another heavy sigh escaped you as you started undressing. Getting into your most comfortable clothes, you made your way to the bathroom to wash up. The silence surrounding you lasted only a few seconds before you sensed someone in the doorway. Not wanting to acknowledge your boyfriend's presence, you continued on with your routine.

"Hey," he said softly.

"Hi Beomgyu," you forced out, suppressing a sigh.

Silence. He stood there for another few minutes before speaking up again.

"How was your day?"

The awkward small talk was killing you, but you entertained your boyfriend as he tried mustering up the courage to speak to you about what he said.

"It was okay. I'm just tired now," you mumbled as your started finishing up.

"Me too," he whispered, eyes flickering between your face and the ground.

An uncomfortable silence fell over you again. You finished drying your face before walking past him and into the kitchen this time. You could hear the shuffling of his feet as he softly followed you through the house. While you were making ramen for yourself to nibble on, Beomgyu stood by the counter and watched you closely. You could almost hear the gears turning in his head as we formulated his sentences. Standing with your arms crossed, you leaned against the counter and looked at your feet, waiting for the ramen to start cooking. This was unbearable, but you weren't going to crack first.

You only realised Beomgyu was infront of you when you saw his slippers come into your view. You looked up slowly and made eye contact with those same eyes you love looking into. Only this time they were filled with so much sadness.

Beomgyu reached out and slowly took your hands into his. He didn't speak for a while and only looked at your intertwined hands. You let him hold you, sensing he was getting his thoughts together.

"I really am so sorry Y/N," his shaky first words came, "I fucked up so much last night by saying that to you. I don't know why I said it. It's not even true. I was just upset and I spoke without thinking. I am so sorry baby."

By the end of his little speech, he was in tears. He still hasn't looked at you since he started speaking. By now his thumbs were rubbing anxious circles on your hand.

A few tears have now made their way down your cheeks as well. You were exhausted and just wanted to be in his arms. So you put his arms around you and wrapped your own around his neck to bring him closer. Your boyfriend tightened his arms around you and cried into your shoulder.

"I'm so sorry jagi," he whimpered softly.

"It's okay Gyu," you murmured, rubbing a comforting hand over his shoulder.

You stood there long after the ramen finished cooking, just glad to have made up with each other.

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tzuyusluv · 9 months

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❥ Soft Things TXT Does

happy birthday to me 🥳 a small gift as a sorry I won’t be super active today!

Yeonjun

• Calls you cute constantly. You eat something? Cute. You fold laundry? You’re the cutest thing he’s ever seen

• Posts pictures that you take of him to his instagram because he thinks you can’t do anything wrong

Soobin

• Helps you play video games if you need it

• Calls you Odi’s other parent. His heart melts when he sees that Odi has crawled up into your lap for the first time

Beomgyu

• Laughing around each other constantly. Like you could look at each other and he just bursts into laughter

• Squishes your cheeks together and then pecks your lips as they pucker

Taehyun

• Sends you pictures of him working out of you aren’t in the gym watching him

• Gives you his jacket while complaining but if you look closely, you’ll see a smile on his face

Kai

• Named the plushie that you won on your first date after you

• Telling you his childhood stories before his sisters can embarrass him

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2myl0ver · 6 months

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☾ txt reaction to you getting shipped with another member !

genre : fluff / wc : 700 / tw : mentions of food / masterlist

CHOI YEONJUN ¡

- some fans saw you and taehyun go in a bakery together and they had assumed you two went there for a "date" when in reality, you two just went to buy yeonjun a cake for this birthday.- sends you a message as soon as he sees a post abt u 2

- "damn 😞😞"

- he will never stop bringing it up, you're jealous? remember the time you got shipped with taehy-

- definitely told the staff members to scold taehyun, scolds taehyun himself too. (but ofcourse that doesn't mean you dont get a scolding)

CHOI SOOBIN ¡

- you were in the crowd of an award show for your boyfriend, soobin when fans thought you were looking at yeonjun.

- poor baby probably thinks you were looking at yeonjun until you show him your camera roll that was full of pictures of him from the award show 😭

- "how would i take these pictures if i was looking at him?"

- you have to keep reassuring him the whole day. he trusts you but hates the thought of you being with anyone else especially with one of his group members

- you'd have to cuddle him for him to get over it </3

CHOI BEOMGYU ¡

- you were on beomgyu's vlive, while you were on your phone. fans noticed that you kept smiling and assumed you were texting someone. (not beomgyu because he was right beside you eating lol)

- he'd laugh about it before texting you about it after seeing it all over twitter and weverse.

- "LOL, everyone thinks you were texting someone else here"

- "maybe i was"

- you jokingly texted back, just to see a reaction from him. soon enough, you hear a knock at your door and a notification.

- "open up."

- you open the door and beomgyu immediately started asking questions. "you were joking right?" "what did you mean by this?"

- you answered all of his questions by giving him your phone, he looked and found nothing. "then.. what were you smiling about?"

- "i was looking through the live comments and fans pointed out how red your face looked because of the ramen you were eating dummy. i have screenshots of it too, look at my camera roll."

KANG TAEHYUN ¡

- you had posted a mirror selca on your instagram with a photocard at the back of your case, and people thought it was kai's.

- he knows you wouldn't, so he doesn't even question you but the topic is brought up by you one time when you two were sitting on the couch together.

- "did you ever see the rumor that i had a hueningkai photo card on my phone case?" he laughs, remembering when he first heard it.

- by the time that you decided to mention it, he had already forgotten about it. neither of you saw the point in mentioning it, because he and you knew you wouldn't do something like that.

- "yea, i did." he smiles whilst looking at you. you look up at him, "how come you never asked me about it?"

- "because the photo card is me. i was there when you opened the album and put my pc behind your phone case dummy"

KAI KAMAL HUENING ¡

- on a vlive, you showed the time on your phone to fans, which also showed them your wallpaper. your wallpaper was a picture of you and kai turned back from the camera, fans thought kai was soobin because of his height, and seeing as the picture was taken at night.

- like taehyun, he laughs when he sees the rumors because he remembers when you two took that picture.

- two days later, while you two were eating lunch he decides to bring it up.

- "do you know about the fans that think it was soobin in your wallpaper?"

- "what? no. what happened? i've been busy with college, i have no idea what's the latest media right now."

- "well, when you showed them the time on your phone.. it showed your wallpaper. and because of my height, they thought it was soobin."

- you laughed, "really? because of your height?"

- "i know. i don't know whats up with them either."

- "i don't know whats up with them, but honestly you have grown a lot." you both laugh.

a/n : it's been so longg!! i'm actually so proud of this 🥹

#TXT imagines #TXT reactions #tomorrow by together #tomorrow x together #TXT #tomorrow by together imagines #tomorrow by together reactions #tomorrow x together imagines #tomorrow x together reactions #choi yeonjun imagines #choi soobin imagines #choi beomgyu imagines #kang taehyun imagines #hueningkai imagines

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kynrki · 1 year

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CANT HAVE EVERYTHING!

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PAIRING: non!idol!yeonjun x f!reader

GENRE: strangers 2 lovers, little enemies but not really, brothers best friend trope, age gap (2 years), angst, fluff (alot of it), yn gets flustered easily

SYPNOSIS: yeonjun is used to receiving anything he wants. girls, sport positions, and even being the majority of the teacher's favorites. What happens though when Yn comes in and suddenly alters that? especially since he doubts his best friend would like him being with his sister……

FEATURING: winter aespa, keeho p1h, txt, and mentions of enhypen members

WARNINGS: swearing (as per usual), yeonjun kinda being full of himself & then ego breaking, will be listed on each chap :)

STATUS: ON HOLD

TAGLIST: closed!

AN: hehe im posting so much lately :)) enjoy <33

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PROFILES — kang yn and the gang | ass wipers

001. high school absolutely sucks buttcheeks

002. fucking asswipe

003. beloved siblings

004. my next gf

005. eat shit

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TAGLIST (open) — @l1lac-dreamer @ox1-lovesick @cha0thicpisces @choizzn @hanniluvi @yenqa @trsrina @prettysweet02 @wanna-live-yn-life @urszn @nyfwyeonjun @yeonyeonyeonjun @scarletsakamura @niktwazny303 @salmon999 @shuichi-sama @jaxavance @hamtersstuff @openingssequence @kyanmeai @viagumi @weoris @cookiehaos @deeznutsriki @sserafimez @rosabella1009 @flowers4thalia @hikyeom @joti17 @mylobae @wccycc @aenoia @hafsa-hoofsa-heefs @soohyukaz @lylovw @calssunflower @wonioml @ckline35 @georgi-salva @enhastolemyheart @itzyenthusiast @hq3lo @lylovw @forever-in-the-sky2 @90sni-ki @certainyouthpeanut @milkycloudtyg

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wingsofimagery · 1 year

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So~ I have these ideas for TXT

IDK when I can write them myself but if anyone would like to take the idea and write their own rendition, be my guest. Please tag me tho!

Each one is themed after an edit I saw so link in names.

Soobin A fairy is born at the first cry of a newborn in a flower closest to the baby. Together they are born into the world to be each other’s lifetime partners. The fairy, depending on how strongly the child loves them, will become human sized the same time the child reaches adulthood. If they fall in love, the fairy loses their wings and gains mortality. If the human child chooses to not believe in fairies at any point before mortality is gained, the fairy becomes a dark fae and seeks revenge on human kind.

Yeonjun Yours and Yeonjun's soulmate indication makes it so that each time you make eye contact with him (this is only in effect once a day), a memory of your past life together is played. Each time, you fall in love deeper with him. Although not every memory is happy, each and every one held a lot of emotions in them.

Beomgyu You keep seeing this man in your dreams but everyone tells you he’s not real. He has given you his name but everywhere you search, there was no man like him. In actuality, the two of you were just born in two parallel universes. A ripple in space was how you met in real life for the first time.

Taehyun (his got a bit detailed) He’s been searching for you through every life line. The only thing that sucks about it is that each and every time he does find you, a countdown on his wrist appears. The countdown to your death. He has done it so many times already that he has lost count but he continues to find you every time he jumps into another timeline, never giving up. He hopes this time will be the one where you finally live past the countdown and he gets to be with you. [Additional plot: Taehyun takes your place by dying instead of you. The next timeline starts and Taehyun wonders if he had done it this time. It took him a long time to find you and when he does, he is elated to know that a countdown did not appear on him at all. What’s even better is that he finds out you remember that last timeline too. Unfortunately, Taehyun also notices the countdown was now on your wrist, deducing it to be his.]

Kai You catch a glimpse of Kai every night when you walk past the mirror in your room. You’re unsure if you’re just hallucinating because he is an idol and you’re just a civilian from across the world who happens to be his fan. Your bewilderment is answered when he was asked what his soulmate indicator is as it had recently became a big topic in Korea. “I see what my soulmate was doing at the time I pass by my mirror every night.”

#tomorrow by together x reader #tomorrow by together scenarios #tomorrow x together x reader #tomorrow x together imagines #tomorrow by together imagines #txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt scenario #soobin x reader #yeonjun x reader #beomgyu x reader #taehyun x reader #huening kai x reader

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chvrrycola · 1 year

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BF! BEOMGYU ON A STORMY DAY

word count: 0.4k

warnings: storms

currently listening to: marry you by shinee

the other stormy days

he does not shy from the rain

i feel like he’s a bit of an all or nothing type in this situation

like when it first starts raining and it’s pretty light he doesn’t care and you just keep doing whatever you’re doing

but as soon as it starts getting harder and you can hear it rattling the window panes he’s grabbing your hand and putting on his shoes

i just feel like he’d be out there so fast

letting the rain glue his fringe to his forehead as he yells at you to come outside and join him

would do all the classic kissing and dancing in the rain ofc

but would mostly just run around for as long as you let him

cos you would eventually insist on him coming inside so he didn’t get too sick

he probably wouldn’t even have noticed that you had slipped inside to get towels

and you’d be standing in the doorway yelling his name for a good five minutes before he noticed

but when he did he would probably run into your arms and let you wrap the towel all around him

ruffling his hair as you tried to get him dry

he’d run upstairs to change once he was dry enough and then send you up to raid his wardrobe as well

maybe even talk you through how to turn on the shower as well what a gentleman

but then once you get back downstairs he starts whining about how the rain and the shower are basically the same smh

and he would slump his weight over you and probably not let go until the rain stopped

like you wanna get up to get a glass of water? he’s there, arms resting on your hips as you pull him along sluggishly

you wanna watch a movie? he’ll wait for you to get comfy and then flatten you with his entire body weight

head on your chest, probably playing with your hands if the movie starts to get boring

you’d probably stay up way into the night, listening to the rain hitting the windows

playing dumb party games that definitely aren’t made for two

probably keeps shooting himself in the foot while you’re playing never have i ever

like saying the first thing that comes to his mind and then remembering that he has in fact done it on multiple occasions

so yeah he maybe doesn’t win that

but it was a dumb game anyway you should probably just go back to cuddling and holding hands on the sofa

#txt #txt headcanons #txt x reader #txt imagines #txt scenarios #tomorrow by together headcanons #tomorrow by together scenarios #tomorrow by together imagines #tomorrow by together #txt beomgyu #choi beomgyu #beomgyu #beomgyu fluff #txt fluff #beomgyu imagines #beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu x reader

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txt-ruby · 4 months

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❪ 240102 ❫ / published on January 02 , 2024

amidst her hiatus, tomorrow by together's ruby is reportedly dating enhypen's sunghoon.

on January 2nd, an industry insider revealed that the female idol and the male idol has been dating for quite some time. the couple, originally introduced through soloist ivy, had become the talk of the town a few years back when ruby revealed that they were friends.

" they stayed friends for a year before confessing their feelings and have been dating for a few years"

said the industry insider.

this news comes as a surprise to many but some eagle eyed fans had noticed in the mid of last year some signs that showed that they were dating.

the couples' agencies, bighit labels and belift labs has since confirmed the news of the couple dating.

"this is bighit labels. it is true that our artist, tomorrow by together's ruby is and has been in a relationship with enhypen's park sunghoon. we wish the couple nothing but the best. severe legal action will be taken on any malicious comments about our artist. since ruby is currently recovering and taking a break to focus on her mental health, we hope the fans show love towards the idol. thank you"

said bighit labels.

"Hello. this is belift labs. it is true that enhypen's sunghoon is dating tomorrow by together's ruby. please show them your support. thank you"

said belift labs.

some fans are overjoyed by the news of them dating but there are a few who are not happy. but nevertheless we wish the best for the couple and a speedy recovery to ruby!

let us know what you think here!

ruby masterlist ˒ @stealanity @alixnsuperstxr @riikiblr (send an ask to be added or removed!)

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littlewolfieposts · 1 year

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Only One Way to Find Out (Little do they know #2)

word count: ?

pairing: kang taehyun (txt) x moon seo-yeon (female!idol!oc)

summary: a tipsy conversation leads to some discoveries for Taehyun as things start heating up between him and Seoyeon.

warning: talk about sex, first times, suggestive conversation, not revised

disclaimer: minors dni

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Ever since Taehyun's first blowjob experience, things shifted in the relationship.

Although shy sometimes, Taehyun was more confident in taking initiatives on physical interactions with his girlfriend. His hands stayed on her longer, venturing more, his lips were bolder, and he became a pro in leaving her breathless and panting for more.

Unfortunately for them, sexual activities didn't progress as well as that since either schedule or their members would interrupt their private moments.

Seoyeon was getting frustrated. Since she had a taste of him, it felt like a new gate opened up, and she wanted more, so much more. The feeling of his lips moving against hers, sliding down her neck, his fingers grazing against her skin, hands grabing her hips, pulling you close... Her fingers and vibrator did the best they could with those imageries, but in the end, she still wanted more.

He wasn't much different. Everytime he needed to relieve himself, all he could think about was Seoyeon on her knees, taking him into her mouth so pretty. All he could imagine- more like remember, was her eyes looking up at him, asking how he felt as her hands slid up and down his cock. He remembered the warmth of her mouth and the desire to want to feel that again was enough to make him cum in the shower, noises muffled away from his members.

He wanted more. He wanted to experience more with you. Have her experience more with him. He really wanted to repay her favour to him, but most of all, he really wanted to have sex with her.

Taehyun wasn't the most emotional out of his friends, rather describing himself as more pragmatic and direct than that. He didn't see his virginity as something so profound and special that you have to lose and gift it to someone, and he couldn't imagine himself preparing to lose it in a candle lit room with roses on the bed - he would leave that to Yeonjun. He didn't care much about the concept of virginity and losing it, but at the same time, he knew he only wanted to have sex with someone he felt connect with, not really finding the appeal of doing it with a random person.

He told Seoyeon as much in one of their dates after his first sexual experience with her, after they pondered venturing more into this aspect of the relationship before being interrupted by his members barging into the dorm.

The two were in TXT's living room, sitting by the coffee table with a variation of korean Street food and soju in between the two.

The conversation surrounding the topic didn't feel as awkward anymore, and Taehyun decided to take advantage of it.

Sipping on his maekju, he asked, "How experienced are you?"

Seoyeon wasn't a virgin, that much he knew, but he couldn't phantom the extent of her knowledge in this area, and he was curious.

"Hm," she mumbled, feeling her face heat up as she took a shot to dissipate de awkwardness. Seoyeon wasn't used to talking openly about it, but seeing the look and genuine curiosity from Taehyun, she didn't feel as uncomfortable. "Not that much, really. I had a somewhat relationship before, as you know, and most things I did was with him"

"Was he... your first in everything?"

"No," she shook her head. "My first kiss was with somebody else, but he was my first time, yeah"

Taehyun nodded quietly, processing her words.

"Was it special?" he asked. Pausing for a moment, he followed with, "Nevermind. Don't think I wanna hear about you having sex with another guy"

Seoyeon laughed at that, watching amusedly as Taehyun averted his eyes, hair falling over them as his cheeks darkened a little, and his lips formed a pount. Cute.

"It was very awkward, actually," she said, gaining his attention back.

"Really?"

Seoyeon nodded, "First times are usually awkward and not that great, even more so if it is the first for both. So, yeah" she shrugged. Picking up her chopsticks again to take a piece of tteoppokki, she throw a question, "How would you like your first time to be?"

Taehyun mouth fell open in surprise, an 'ah' falling from his lips as he thought. Mind running wild as his heart skip a beat, sending blood downstairs at the thought.

"I... I don't really have scenerario in mind," he shrugged. "If you are there, it's perfect for me"

"Oh," Seoyeon bit her lip hard to prevent the smile from blossoming on her face, blood rushing to her cheeks as she subtly clenched her thighs together. "You don't want a nice date before, maybe candles and some nice music?"

Taehyun shook his head with a boyish smile, "Only you"

This time, the quirk on her lips appeared in a shy yet pleased smile, making his smile stretch a bit further as he bit his lip as he averted his gaze.

"Hm... Good to know," she glanced at him, before turning her attention to the food, trying to distract herself from the giddiness she was feeling.

A moment of silence fell around them after that as they tried to distract themselves from Taehyun's direct answer. He watched her movements quietly, enjoying how good he felt talking with her about this.

"So our first time has a high chance of being awkward and not great," he stated, and Seoyeon choked a bit on her food.

Clearing her throat, she tilted her head to the side. Taehyun was already looking at her, sipping on his drink as he did so to help with the nerves. His heart was racing at the prospect of having sex with her, and Seoyeon wasn't much different. Her body felt hotter all of the sudden.

"I don't think so..." she said catching his gaze, a small smirk appearing on her lips, "I have a good feeling about it. But... there's only one way to find out, right?" she added, biting her lips.

The implication of her words and the look on her eyes made Taehyun's breath hitch, and his pants tightened. He slid his glass on the table as he watched her lick her lips off the sauce, slowly crawling on her knees towards him until their faces were mere inches apart. They didn't kiss yet, but he felt breathless already with the tension.

Tilting his head up just a little bit, he brushed his lips against hers, and Seoyeon breathed in, closing her eyes. Taehyun's fingers entangled into her hair, stopping her from moving as he leaned in.

The moment, unfortunately, was broken the moment Yeonjun's loud voice boomed from the corridor, followed by Kai's loud cackle. The newcomers joined the couple as soon as the saw the food and drinks on the table and the tension that build up, slowly dissipated in the room, but the glances at each other didn't.

Maybe next time. They thought, catching each other's glance, fingers tightening around each others.

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blossom-hwa · 2 years

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Lina!! While I stew over your title (well actually I'm going to sleep because it's like 1am here) I thought I'd give you one of mine to swap now so that you don't have to wait until I'm done lol

How do we feel about "lavender mist" ?

this... is likely not what you imagined when you came up with that title. unfortunately I’m not sorry :) anyway, check out casey’s original drabble here (it’s super fucking cute), and I hope you enjoy this reinterpretation of the title <3

half inspired by a post apocalyptic universe @sleepyowlwrites shared with me some time ago - thanks for that, sleepy 💕💕

wc: 1.7k ~ no pairing (main characters: taehyun and beomgyu) ~ apocalypse!au ~ triggers: cursing, mentions of blood and guns, character death, zombies ~ txt masterlist

~ As the world falls, Taehyun keeps moving on.

[ lavender mist ] The end of the world isn’t as barren as Taehyun thought it would be.

Every apocalyptic movie he remembers - and to be fair, his memory is a bit fuzzy after years of trudging along cracked sidewalks and empty streets - painted the world as something gray, dusty, bleak, as though with the collapse of humanity, the earth would collapse too. Taehyun would watch, heart in his throat as survivors did everything they could to continue living even though the warm embrace of Mother Earth had long turned cold as marble. With the loss of her favorite children, the human race, she had lost the will to live as well.

What bullshit.

The earth survived perfectly fine by itself for millions of years before humanity decided to encroach on its territory. It never needed mankind, probably never even wanted it - one glance around at the overgrown grass and flowers and trees, weeds shooting up from sidewalk cracks and tangling around abandoned cars and homes, tells all.

The earth never needed humans. Probably never wanted them, either.

And if that’s the case, Taehyun doesn’t really know why he keeps trying to survive.

But then again, there are a lot of things he doesn’t know. Why he isn’t dead yet. Why everyone around him is gone but he still stays. Why the sun beats so ungodly hot during the summer and the wind whips so unbearably cold in the winter. Why he keeps moving instead of staying in one place, running from ghosts that don’t exist.

Why he keeps an empty can of lavender scented Febreze in his bag, its mist long since dispersed into the world from the day Beomgyu plucked it off a mostly barren supermarket shelf and, despite Taehyun’s raised eyebrows and obvious concern for the state of his sanity, shoved it in his bag.

“I don’t know!” Beomgyu had said, hands raised in mock indignation when Taehyun asked him hours later after the generally unsuccessful supermarket raid. “Don’t interrogate me!”

“I wasn’t interrogating. I just want to know,” Taehyun had replied, deadpan as ever even as he tried to hide a smile. Things may have changed, but Beomgyu was always the same - loud-mouthed, chaotic, random, always fueled by some desire to care, even if he didn’t know it.

The hands came down but Beomgyu’s smile stayed even as he shrugged. “I don’t know,” he’d repeated. “It was just there, so I took it.” Taehyun had snorted at that (that’s the most Beomgyu reply ever), but he wasn’t done. “I guess I just... didn’t want to leave with nothing at all.”

“Do you even know how it smells?”

“... Look, it has to be better than whatever the fuck is outside.”

It is better, but mostly because it’s hard not to be better than the stench of rotten corpses mixed with the tang of dried blood and coupled with the scent of blooming flowers in the wind that somehow makes it all worse. Strong, too - clearly a year of sitting unused on a shelf hadn’t done much to dampen its scent. The first time Beomgyu sprays it, more on accident than anything else, he and Taehyun have to stifle coughs and sneezes for too many minutes as the mist tickles their noses.

And yet they keep it.

Which is weird, because most useless things that Taehyun (and Beomgyu, despite his inner child) would put in the same category as questionable Febreze get left behind. There’s no space for luxuries in their bags, no jewelry or money or anything that would’ve had value before the world went to shit - even the two dingy string bracelets braided with five different colors that used to dangle around their wrists have since frayed to the point of falling off. Things like Febreze should never have held a place in their lives.

But Beomgyu carves a place for its too strong flowery sweet scent, a tiny puff into the air nearby when they’re finally safe from a zombie attack, a small spray to freshen up their latest shelter as much as they can after sweeping one too many piles of dirt out the door. And as they keep struggling through the barren world, emptying the can on their way, Taehyun has to wonder - when humanity has completely fallen and another race takes up the earth, what will they be remembered by? Will it be broken braided bracelets threaded in five different colors fallen by the side of the road? Will it be photos of the dead left in abandoned frames in abandoned homes, or stuffed in dirty bags and soiled by dust and rain?

Will it be an empty can of lavender mist at the bottom of a survivor’s bag, the strong, sweet scent of home still a wisp in the air?

Beomgyu had always had more hope than Taehyun. He believed that maybe one day humanity would return, would learn from its previous mistakes of greed and fortune to create a world better than this one. Taehyun asks him about this more than once - it’s fascinating to him, Beomgyu’s patient optimism even as the world seems to grow harsher and more unforgiving of humanity’s transgressions with every day that passes. His answer is always the same.

“I think we still have good in this world.” Taehyun can picture dark, playful eyes staring into his, the barest wisp of a smile on Beomgyu’s lips. Beautiful as always, not in spite of the dirt caking his skin and the exhaustion weighing down his face but because of it - the struggle that forged a diamond sparkling in the ashes of the earth. “We’ve survived this long, Taehyun. I have to believe that someday, we’ll come back.”

Relentless optimism, even where Taehyun only saw death and disaster in every street they passed, every horde they escaped, every undead life they took to ensure the continuation of their own. No matter what he said in his moments of despair, Beomgyu always gave him comfort in the weight of his hand in his, in the press of his body against Taehyun’s during cold nights, in the brief dusting of lavender mist into the air...

And one day, the scent isn’t too strong. It isn’t too sweet. It’s a break, a respite, a piece of the old world that miraculously wasn’t lost even in the wake of disaster.

It smells like home.

When Taehyun looks at Beomgyu then - really looks at Beomgyu - as he sprays small bursts of mist into the air of their new makeshift shelter, it only takes him a minute to realize that Beomgyu feels this way, too. That he’s probably felt it for a long time.

Maybe that’s why Taehyun isn’t surprised to find the empty can in Beomgyu’s bag, long after he’d sprayed the last of its scent into the air. He blinks a little when it comes out in his hand and for a moment he thinks he should be surprised, given how the two of them had gotten rid of waste wherever they could, but somehow this souvenir of sentiment surpasses that. A reminder, however small, of home.

He tries the valve, even though he knows it’s empty. Nothing comes out.

It’s been three days since Beomgyu has gone. Three days since he showed Taehyun the bite, three days since he guided the gun towards his head, three days since Taehyun pulled the trigger and watched Beomgyu’s body collapse to the ground, a final small smile on his face.

Only then, with the empty metal can in his hand, does Taehyun finally cry.

For his parents, who were at work when the outbreak got to them and never managed to get out alive.

For his friends who passed first, three of the five strings that frayed over the years until the knotted bracelet fell off his wrist, one of them disappeared, the other two confirmed dead.

For Beomgyu, the fourth string, his only family left, his last thread of hope in this apocalyptic world.

For him, Taehyun, the fifth string and the last one alive, so far from home and never to return.

Taehyun cries for the hope Beomgyu carried that was destroyed three days ago with the bullet he shot with his very own hands. A bullet that took the last of everything he had, leaving him with -

Nothing.

(What will the world remember him by when he goes?)

When Taehyun wakes the next day, eyes red and cheeks sticky with tears, something in him begs to stay still. What use is there in forging on, in living when everything else has been lost, when there’s nothing left to survive for?

(A crumpled family photo drenched by rain?)

Is there even a point?

(Or a braid of five frayed strings, buried under the dust by the road?

But he rolls over. Stands. Places the empty can back in Beomgyu’s bag, picks it up along with his. Slings them over his back.

And starts walking.

(Perhaps a can of lavender mist at the bottom of a beaten-up bag, a scent that belongs to loss, but that also belongs to hope.)

Maybe Taehyun does know why, then, why he has to keep going. Because while there is nothing left for him, there is still something left for Beomgyu. A hope. A dream. A wish. A prayer whispered on lavender scented air, too sweet and too strong and still smelling of home - a prayer that the world will come back someday.

And if it does, even if it’s only in the last moments of Taehyun’s life, he has to see it. For Beomgyu.

So as the sun beats harsh on his brow, branches catching on his clothes with the snarl of animals and the undead alike sounding faint in his ears, all Taehyun can do is forge on through the strangling arms of Mother Nature, slogging through overgrown grass with sweat in his hair, cuts on his skin, tears in his eyes -

And the scent of lavender mist in his nose, no matter where he goes.

If you enjoyed, please don’t forget to reblog and leave a comment to tell me what you thought! Thank you for reading and have a lovely day <3

(1 reblog = 1 hug for Taehyun, also 1 prayer for some fluff thoughts bc I have too many angst ideas and I need some softness in my life)

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runchjoon-stan · 1 year

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Bus Ride

Synopsis ig??: This is just from a dream I had about Taehyun so I just decided to write it out while it was still fresh in my mind and kinda add some things to it too.. LMAO- You just got out of school and was looking for the place the members told you guys to meet at once you finished your classes so you could head out with the members to the their new concept photo shoot, Taehyun has this huge crush on you and you decide to tease him a bit, it’s kinda a weird way of teasing but that’s just what happened in my head while I slept okay.. T.T it’s kinda short n sloppy towards the end bc I wrote this literally as soon as I woke up.. ALSO this is my first time using tumblr..I have absolutely no idea how it works🧍from what I’ve read and seen it seems kinda easy?(This is also my very FIRST fanfic I’ve published, so it might be kinda bad.. I’ve read fanfics for years but they almost always have been smut LOL- so if you see elements of that you know why. Anyways enjoy this mess might kms abt it one day but idk🙂👍)

Warnings: Suggestive(Ish)?? Y/N kinda likes humiliating Taehyun but he's also kinda yandereish towards the end? I'm not sure at this point but it's fluff? Idk my dreams are weird man

Adjusting your school uniform you slung your bag over your shoulder as you walked up the concrete steps to where an unmarked bus stood waiting underneath some overhanging trees, you saw Yeonjun already on his way into the bus, shouting out to him only to realize the bright white earbuds that lay in his ears. Scoffing, “Stupid Yeonjun..” before speed walking your way over to the tall looming bus.

You made it to the open doors of the bus and was met with the sight of Taehyun laying down long ways with his arms behind his head, the low sounds of a soft beat coming from the earbuds in his ears as well. Yeonjun was laying in the back seemingly asleep due to the light snore coming from him.

You giggled to yourself when Taehyun pricked up his head only for his eyes to widen once he saw you in his view. “Enjoying yourself?” You ask from between the doors of the bus, looming your head slowly in when you see Taehyun slowly getting himself up. He hummed softly, taking out one of his earbuds to be able to hear you more clearly. Hmm he’s a bit more quiet today.. cute. Your thoughts started running as you stared at him thinking of the things you could only do to him once you had him right where you wanted.

Taehyun noticeably shifted uncomfortably under your gaze, eye contact was never usually a problem for him but whenever it came to you he just couldn’t bring himself to keep still under your stare. You climbed into the seat he was sitting in, bringing your body closer to his, your face being mere inches away from his. He jumped at how close you’d gotten to him so fast. “Hmm what are you listening to Tae?” putting your ear closer to his to try and see what tune was playing while putting your arms over his where he lay. You immediately recognized the beat to Blueming and pulled your face away from him in excitement. “Ah, I love that song too! You're a Uaena aren’t you..” You saw how flushed Tae had looked once you pulled yourself away from him and stifled a laugh silently to yourself. Your plan was falling slowly into place. Taehyun slowly brought himself up, his hair a slight bit disheveled from pressing into the seat of the bus so hard. Yet you only continued to smile at him as if you hadn’t just been inches away from nearly knocking your lips into his.

“Um, well, I..” He was at a loss for words, his mind choosing to focus on what had happened mere seconds ago making his brain feel fuzzy. You only continued to giggle at the state he was in just from you sitting near him. “Your too cute”

Suddenly the bus doors were opened loudly as the rest of the boys piled into the bus laughing and teasing each other. “Hey Y/N!” Huening shouted once he saw you seated. The boys are all jumping to sit themselves in the seat in front of you and Taehyun, while Beomgyu goes to shake Yeonjun awake.

You laughed at their eagerness while placing a hand onto Taehyun’s thigh as an ‘innocent’ attempt to calm him while you began to talk with the boys about the concept of the photoshoot they were going for. “Hey Taehyunnie, are you feeling alright? You look a bit red..” Huening asked concernedly, noticing how red Taehyun’s ears had gotten just from the placement of your hand, you struggled to keep a grin from forming with everyone staring at him you could feel how hot he was getting from the pressure. Poor baby.. I’ll save him this time. “Sorry guys.. I gave him a vero elotes earlier but I guess it was too much for him..” They all burst out laughing, with Beomgyu ruffling Taehyun’s hair, “Really Tae?! It’s not even that hot!” You guys all shared a laugh and poked fun at Taehyun until eventually the chatter finally died down and the boys began to settle into their seats.

The manager, staff, and bus driver finally came into the bus, doing a quick head count and settling into their seats as well. By the time the bus started moving the members were already fast asleep and resting their heads against each other or the windows, all except for Taehyun. No, he was for sure going to get his revenge on you some day. He looked at you as you rested your head against him falling asleep just like the rest, he moved a slip of hair away from your face as you slept and chuckled to himself as well. You were most definitely not going to get away from him either. He smiled down at your peaceful sleeping face. I'll make you regret this someday. ♡

#taehyun x reader #tomorrow by together imagines #txt fluff #txt scenarios #txt x reader #idk man #might kms #kpop smut #tomorrow x together #might change it later

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bluhourz · 10 months

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hi! can i req when beom gives u silent treatment?

I hope this turned out how you wanted it to :)

when he gives you silent treatment

A quiet Beomgyu was never a good sign. He was usually bouncing off the walls and you could hear his bright laugh from miles away. So when you came home late to an unusually quite house after getting side tracked with friends, you were surprised and a bit scared. At first you thought maybe your boyfriend was not home, but then you saw his shoes neatly lying next to the door. He was definitely home. So now you had to find him.

"Gyu? I'm home!" was your first attempt to get his attention. But you were just met with the silence again. Slowly you made your way through the house, checking each room to see if he was there. It was only when you reached your bedroom and you slowly opened the door that you saw him.

Beomgyu was sitting on the bed with his phone in his hand. He was staring straight ahead, not even acknowledging you.

"Baby?" you tried again. Still nothing.

"I'm sorry I'm late," you started off. You kept your distance and slowly walked over to the opposite side of the bed he was on.

"You know how Y/F/N gets. She started a story and then we were there for another hour," you tried to say it lightly, however, Beomgyu didn't even glance at you. Now you knew for sure this was why you were getting the silent treatment.

"You won't believe what she told us though," you glanced at him quickly, "You know she was seeing that Hongdae boy she met a few weeks ago."

You knew your boyfriend was just as invested in the gossip stories as you, so you tried getting him to speak like this. You could see it working already as he pretended to be on his phone even when you could tell he was listening intently now.

"So they were going on a date last week, but he just ghosted her a few hours before they had to meet," you sighed, it was time for the money shot.

"I mean, I was surprised. He seemed like such a nice guy," you turned to look at him for his reaction. However, your boyfriend beat you to is as he immediately sat up and nearly crashed into you.

"What do you mean you thought he was nice? You said you hated him a few days ago!" he said with a big frown and pout to go with it.

You really tried your best but you couldn't hold the laughter in. A small giggle escaped you as you finally looked Beomgyu in the eyes.

"First, are you going to give me more silent treatment or have I served my time?" your eyes glinted as you asked him.

Beomgyu's face fell into a straight line. He narrowed his eyes at you as he pondered the question, "Do you really think he is nice?"

"No, Gyu, I don't think so. He is an asshole," you said confidently.

Before you registered it, Beomgyu grabbed you and pulled you down to lie with him.

"Okay, I forgive you then," he sighed happily.

You giggled as you got comfortable. A few moments of silence followed before Beomgyu's soft voice filled the room again, "Did you at least have fun?"

"Yeah, kind of. Y/F/N was a mess afterwards so we all had to comfort her a bit. I think she's okay now," you replied, "I missed you though. I'm sorry I didn't message you earlier to let you know." You snuggled further into your boyfriend's side.

Instead of responding, Beomgyu just pulled you closer and left a kiss on your head. He was silent for a while before he spoke again. "It's okay. I was just worried about you. You weren't answering my calls and I was panicking."

You pulled away slightly to look up at his face. You smoothed out his hair as you talked, "I really am sorry. I didn't think about how you were going to feel."

He smiled at you gently, "Next time, I need hourly updates and your live location at all time."

You giggled at his idea, "It's a deal."

The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds, the love between you two evident.

"And I'm sorry I gave you the silent treatment," Gyu said hurriedly before pulling you in for a kiss. You couldn't even protest as his lips met yours already. You gave in instantly though, immediately melting in his arms.

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jjunieworld · 3 months

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don’t delete the kisses ｡ﾟ🎶 ⋆₊

pairing: choi beomgyu x fem!reader

genre: angst, smut, ex-bestfriends to lovers, ex bff!beomgyu, musician!beomgyu, mutual (unknown) pining, fluff if you squint, non-idol!au, alcohol/drinking

synopsis: two years ago, you admitted to yourself that you were in love with your bestfriend beomgyu. two years ago, you and your bestfriend beomgyu stopped being bestfriends. now he’s an up and coming musician and you see his face and hear his music almost everywhere in your local city; not knowing that the songs he writes are about you.

warnings: tipsy sex (consensual), soft sex basically, lots of yearning, unprotected sex (wrap it then tap it), oral (f. rec), kinda service top!beomgyu, slight overstimulation (m. rec), beomgyu is really just catering to y/n, some hair pulling (m. rec), multiple orgasms, creampie, petnames (baby), aftercare

word count: 9.3k┊v-day event masterlist┊masterlist

a/n: based off don’t delete the kisses by wolf alice and part three of my v-day event! i didn’t mean for this to be 9.3k omg. be glad i didn’t have the party hosted by jackson wang lmao.. sorry if the lyrics are kinda bad i am nawt a songwriter (there’s no like certain tune to them so reading them regularly is fine)! this beomgyu is the one i was imagining in this (he’s sooo fucking pretty). i hope you enjoy! ♡

two years ago, you admitted to yourself that you were in love with your bestfriend beomgyu.

it was a jarring realization; realizing that you’ve been harboring these slowly growing feelings for him all this time. it was as if one day the house was empty and the next all of the furniture and decorations were displayed and put up. like beomgyu had lived in the recesses of your mind all this time and you’ve never even known.

your acceptance was gradual, mainly because you had buried yourself in your studies along with beomgyu so you didn’t spend as much time together as you both would have wanted. he was studying music, his passion since before you’ve even known him, and you were studying writing. beomgyu was working on his debut ep and you were working on your debut novel.

you had noticed it when you started to realize how much the love interest in your novel reminded you of him. and then how much of your love interest actually was beomgyu, down to similarities in their physical description. it was a moment that beomgyu himself was present for, surprisingly.

beomgyu was sitting on your couch, strumming chords lightly and humming softly to himself as he polished up one of the songs he was writing. you were in the corner of the room at your desk, proofreading the chapter you had just written. a gasp had left your lips as you stared wide eyed at the bright white screen in front of you.

the strumming abruptly stopped as beomgyu turned to you, “what is it?” you bit down on your bottom lip as you read the paragraph over and over again. you saw him shift in the corner of your eye and knew he was about to come and see for himself. quickly, you changed the tab to the one that held your outline. “it’s nothing,” you turned, smiling over at him. “just realized that i accidentally created a huge plot hole…” beomgyu chuckled before returning back to his song.

that night, you had read over everything you’ve written so far in a flurry. beomgyu was everywhere in your novel. from the main character to the side characters to the love interest. there was no escaping him.

“shit,” you muttered as you trailed a hand down your face, throwing your laptop onto your bed as you got up to get a drink from the kitchen. tiptoeing past beomgyu’s room in your shared apartment, you reached the kitchen quietly, hopeful that you didn’t somehow wake him.

turns out that was pointless since beomgyu was leaning against the counter, eyes trained on you. you jumped and threw a hand against your chest. “why aren’t you asleep?!” you whisper-yelled, even though there was no need since it was only the two of you in the apartment. beomgyu grinned, putting the cup he was holding to his lips, “why aren’t you?” he spoke softly as well and you walked over to join him.

beomgyu shined hazily in the orange stove light and you took a sip from the glass of alcohol you poured as you looked at him. the two of you stood there for a moment, quietly taking in each other’s presence.

“so why are you awake? it’s almost four in the morning,” beomgyu asked quietly as he broke the silence. you looked towards the living room and took another sip from your glass. “i was proofreading… you?” you asked, looking back to him. “songwriting,” beomgyu responded. you hummed, nodding a little. “wanna hear what i have so far?” he then asked. you nodded more and he led you to his room.

beomgyu’s laptop was open on his bed, all kinds of cords connected to it. his guitar was strewn across it, like he had tossed it on his bed haphazardly in frustration. beomgyu picked the guitar up and sat it back on it’s stand near the wall. sitting on his bed, he patted the spot next to him so you could join. then, he put the headphones over your head and pressed play on his laptop.

music traveled through your ears. it was just the instrumental, but already you could tell how beautiful the song was gonna be. you looked over at him, a proud smile on your face when suddenly you heard his voice. it was only soft background vocals, the ones that you could barely make out, but it sounded heavenly. when the music ended, your smile stretched from ear to ear and you raised your hands to cover it. “that was beautiful, beomgyu! seriously!”

he gave you an unsure look, “is it? i’m not really sure about it. i feel like it might mess with the flow of the ep…” you shook your head rapidly, the headphones almost coming off. “no you have to keep it, it’s amazing! it’s gonna be even better once you add your voice.”

beomgyu beamed as he took in your words. “i gotta hear it again,” you grinned, pressing play on the laptop. you faintly heard beomgyu’s laugh behind the music.

you would give anything for all of your nights—or early mornings—to be exactly like this. the two of you here together, side by side. laughing together and sharing your passions together. to stay with beomgyu until the very end.

two years ago, you and your bestfriend beomgyu stopped being bestfriends.

just like you admitting and realizing your feelings for him, it was sudden. as sudden as storm clouds slowly passing over the sky and the fury of rain could be. it was late morning and the two of you were on your couch; beomgyu’s guitar in his lap and you sitting next to him as he strummed. he was playing one of the finished songs he had written, the one he had written for you. beomgyu had called it ‘graze.’

“her hair glowed in the sunlight as she grazed past me; like a leaf on a tree branch of a tree i’ll never see. over the canopy, it’s each other that we always seem to miss. when the darkness seals me in it’s cold maze, she sends me her remembrances in the form of a kiss,” you sung the lyrics together. beomgyu smiled warmly at you.

beomgyu had given you some insight into the lyrics he had written. the first part, “her hair glowed in the sunlight as she grazed past me; like a leaf on a tree branch of a tree i’ll never see. over the canopy, it’s each other that we always seem to miss,” was about the day you had first spoken. it was senior year of highschool and the two of you were paired together on a project. you were meeting somewhere to work on it, but you accidentally walked past the meeting place, completely passing by beomgyu unaware.

the next part, “when the darkness seals me in it’s cold maze, she sends me her remembrances in the form of a kiss,” is when the two of you had gotten close; close enough to share secrets and comfort each other through the thoughts they consumed. everytime the two of you texted, you would end the conversation off with an ‘xxx.’ kisses. it had become your thing with beomgyu, so much so that he wrote it into his song.

when the song had ended, beomgyu suddenly perked up. “let me show you the song i’ve been working on! the one i showed you the other day,” he exclaimed. he started strumming chords, humming softly as he began the song. “i only have, like, one lyric for it right now,” he interjected as he continued strumming.

“too powerful to overtake, oh, you’ve grown all over my mind…” beomgyu sang to the tune of his guitar. your smile faltered, but you managed to put it back in tact as beomgyu glanced up from his guitar to ask for your opinion. it was a love song he was writing. a love song for someone that wasn’t you.

“it’s beautiful, like all of your songs are. i like the new addition! how long have you been working on it?” you smiled, though it didn’t quite reach your eyes. beomgyu began to blush as he turned to set his guitar aside, moving his hair over his ears. the tips of them were red. “for a little bit now. i just can’t seem to find the words of the feelings i want to convey,” he replied.

your glass heart shattered, it’s pieces making its way into your bloodstream. piercing pieces dug into beomgyu’s skin. “who’s the lucky person?” you asked, swallowing hard. he turned back to you and smirked. “just someone i’ve known for a while... i think we’re really starting to hit it off!”

after that day, you started to distance yourself from beomgyu. at first, it was only your feelings. limiting the amount of times you touched in any way or adding space between your bodies when you were near each other. then, it was almost as if the two of you were strangers living in the same place.

beomgyu had definitely noticed. you could feel his lingering look at the back of your neck. hear his questions in the air that hangs between you. but your feelings just wouldn’t go away. maybe they were right when they said that distance makes the heart grow fonder.

you locked yourself in your room, working on and rewriting your book over and over again. trying—and failing horribly—to remove beomgyu from the caverns of it. nothing worked, but you were desperate.

one day, beomgyu was playing his guitar a little too loud while you were in your room writing. usually, this wouldn’t be a problem at all. beomgyu always made sure not to be too noisy when you were writing, even though you always told him how much it helped you to have the background music. but this time, this time was different.

you were frustrated, agitated, still deep in love, and still deep in the great unreciprocated. you had flung your door open and stormed into the living room where he was playing and yelled at him to stop.

beomgyu looked up at you with wide, shocked eyes. it was dead silent for a moment, not even the sound of your breathing was heard. too late you realized what you had done. silently, beomgyu collected his things and made his way to his room, not sparing you a single glance or even a murmur. you watched him, an apology, an excuse on your lips.

the next day after you came home from researching at the library, you found a single note from him that was left on the kitchen counter. “i can’t live here with a stranger anymore,” was all it said. finally, you noticed how empty the apartment looked. how empty it looked for a while now. beomgyu was gone, and it was all your fault.

today, you could barely walk the streets of your city without seeing his face or hearing his music.

“UP AND COMING!” the article’s title had read as they delved into an interview with your former best friend. you pushed the laptop away, even after these two years apart you couldn’t face him. not even through a screen. couldn’t face how you tore your friendship apart because you couldn’t control your own feelings. maybe love just wasn’t meant for you.

you heard a sigh from next to you. “just read it!” your friend, yeonjun, drawled. “you’re mentioned.” you let out a sigh yourself with a roll of your eyes as you grabbed the laptop. “if i’m mentioned, it’s not gonna be something good.”

you scrolled down the article until you got to the part where beomgyu got interviewed. most of the questions were about his debut album and upcoming tour. you haven’t listened to any of his songs since he released his ep. hearing his voice was just too much. your eyes stopped on a question that mentioned one of the songs from his debut ep; your song.

Q. one of your more, if not most, popular song is a song called ‘graze.’ can you give us some input into what the song is about? how you came up with it? BEOMGYU: i actually had written the song for someone who i was very close to at the time. originally, the song was about the dynamics of our friendship. but as things change, so did the meaning of the lyrics. speaking of the lyrics, when i wrote the song i had come up with them first and the rest just kinda flowed after that. it was the first song that i had finished for my ep, and the one i was most proud of. i’m really happy that a lot of people enjoy the song!

you inhaled sharply at his answer. “but as things change, so did the meaning of the lyrics.” you weren’t expecting him to hold fondness for you after everything, after all this time, but his response did sting.

Q. you mentioned how the meaning of the song lyrics changed, does that tie into the title of the song? was ‘graze’ a double meaning this whole time? BEOMGYU: i guess you could say that! there wasn’t a double meaning at the beginning, but alas… to graze means to be scraped lightly in passing, to break the surface of the skin. but it also means to touch, to caress. to slightly damage or to gently touch.

Q. it also means to take in small quantities at frequent, did you know that? BEOMGYU: i didn’t! see how meanings can change!

blinking the tears brimming in the corner of your eyes away, you look back over to yeonjun. he looked at you with eyebrows raised and you shrugged at him. what did he want you to say? that you missed him? you did. that you wish things were different between the two of you? you do. what is that going to change?

“he mentioned the song he wrote! for you!” yeonjun exclaimed. you shrugged again, “he mentioned the song he wrote for someone he used to be close with. like he said, things change.” yeonjun groaned as he fell into the pillows on your bed.

shortly after beomgyu had moved out, you moved into a smaller, one bedroom apartment. it was eating away at you inside looking at how empty and lifeless your apartment you had shared with beomgyu looked. you couldn’t take how everywhere you looked, a memory of the two of you followed.

“he’s having a show at the arena downtown. we’re going,” yeonjun stated. your eyes widened and you furiously shook your head. “no… no i can’t.” two years and you crossed the street if there was a poster of him up next to the sidewalk. two years and you went everywhere with headphones, music blasting in your ears to cover his playing softly throughout the city. you couldn’t see him face to face. couldn’t watch as his smile faltered and his eyes lost their emotion as he looked at you.

yeonjun reached into his pocket and pulled out two tickets, “it’s too late, i already got the tickets. i can’t watch anymore as the two of you avoid each other. it’s been two years and not once have i seen the both of you in the same room let alone on the same block.” you put your face into your hands as you leaned over onto the bed, groaning loudly.

somehow you forgot that beomgyu and yeonjun were also friends. close friends at that. the two of them were friends before you and beomgyu were. you wanted to curse at the sky. “and don’t even try to find some way out of it either. i will drag you there kicking and screaming if i have to.” yeonjun added.

“but i have to finish writing my bo—“ you started before yeonjun swiftly cut you off. “it’s this weekend, so you have the whole week to prepare yourself.”

when you were alone that night in the comforting isolation of your bedroom, you let yourself scroll through your old messages with beomgyu. let your eyes wander over the ‘xxx’ at the end of your messages. you fingers moved on their own as they began typing out a message.

old apologies, old excuses. you had the nerve to add ‘xxx’ at the end like the two of you were still who you once used to be. you deleted the kisses at the end, deleted the message altogether. it’s not that you would ever send it anyways.

you thought about how your life would be if you and beomgyu weren’t strangers now. if you were more than best friends, getting to know each other again. you imagined late nights of you taking him out to bars in celebration of his new releases. pressing proud kisses to his lips as the alcohol and your love warmed the both of your bodies. shaking your head to yourself, you pushed the thoughts away. no use in daydreaming.

the damning beat of your heart got louder and louder the closer you and yeonjun got to the arena. the closer and closer you got to beomgyu. at the rate your heart was going, the sheer loudness would create a guilty beat for everyone to sing along to.

you handed in your tickets and made your way to the floor. when you read the tickets and saw that they were for the floor, you almost killed yeonjun. you thought you could be sly and sit somewhere in the seats, somewhere where beomgyu wouldn’t have a high possibility of seeing you. you were wrong.

yeonjun grabbed your wrist and pulled you close to the stage. when he tried to pull you right up against the barricade, you pulled away from him and he sighed. the two of you settled close to the stage, but not so close that you’d be touching noses with beomgyu. a compromise.

the lights had dimmed and the crowd had filed in until it was jam packed in the arena. your heart couldn’t help but swell with pride. he did it, he really did. he achieved the one thing he wanted the most, and you couldn’t be prouder of him for it.

the band came on stage and the crowd erupted with cheers and screams from all around you. you looked over to yeonjun, who was cheering along with them. you laughed, the sound being covered, but still there nonetheless. everything only got louder when beomgyu stepped onto the stage. you swear the girl next to you almost passed out.

when you saw him, the spotlight illuminating him—making him look like all of the stars in the sky, it was as if it was only the two of you in the room. the crowd of people around you faded and your breath hitched when he started to look over the crowd with a big warm smile. your face heated and you looked away, hiding so he wouldn’t see you. it’s been a while since you’ve done that.

what were you doing here? what was yeonjun thinking? that he would see you in the crowd and everything would fall into place? that he would call your name and the crowd would part as you made your way to the stage? that he’d take your hand and kiss you in front of everyone, in front of the whole world to see? what a stupid thought.

you wanted to leave but you were trapped from all sides. beomgyu sat on the chair that was placed in the center of the stage, his one and only guitar on his knee that you’ve become so accustomed to. “how is everyone doing tonight? well, i hope!” he said, strumming the strings of his guitar lightly. the crowd erupted again, words barely audible.

shaking your head, you grabbed yeonjun’s arm. “i can't do this, yeonjun. i want to go home.” he turned to you with furrowed eyebrows of worry. the girl next to you gave you an ear to ear smile, “i know right? isn’t he just so dreamy!” in turn, you gave her a barely disguised grimace and turned back to yeonjun. yeonjun laughed at your reaction, “get over it! let him sing to you! we’re staying.” he turned back to the stage and you realized that beomgyu had already began playing a song.

not just any song, the song that he wrote for you. he was singing ‘graze.’ yeonjun smirked at you and you’ve realized you’ve fallen into his trap. vaguely, you remembered that beomgyu always started out his shows with the song he had written for you. you wanted to use his guitar to bash your head in.

“her hair glowed in the sunlight as she grazed past me; like a leaf on a tree branch of a tree i’ll never see. over the canopy, it’s each other that we always seem to miss. when the darkness seals me in it’s cold maze, she sends me her remembrances in the form of a kiss,” beomgyu sang softly to the tune of his guitar. the live band behind him made the song more layered, in a way you haven’t heard since you’ve first heard the finished song.

“under newborn stars, we bear witness, we watched it all begin. i feel the heat of mars, my worn guitar, like her fingers against my skin,” beomgyu continued the song, the crowd singing along with him. you felt glassy tears in your eyes, threatening to fall. you couldn’t open your mouth to sing, not after all of the circumstances, so your heart sang for you. it was quiet, left only for the empty cathedrals of your ribs to echo back to you.

once he stopped singing, the music continued for a moment, letting everyone take in the song. beomgyu closed his eyes against the bright lights, his hands resting on the edge of his guitar. just as the song ended he opened them, an emotion you couldn’t quite make out in his eyes.

“now, for this next one, it took me a long time to write. two years in fact,” beomgyu spoke as he looked around at the crowd, a slight laugh in his tone. his eyes had just missed yours on his journey and you reeled back slightly in shock, looking up at him with wide eyes. “i just couldn’t seem to find the words to the feelings i wanted to convey. but luckily for you all, i managed to find them,” beomgyu smiled as he adjusted his guitar. “this one’s called ‘tattoos on strangers.’”

those words sounded strangely familiar. out of the corner of your eye, you saw yeonjun look over at you as the crowd cheered. you couldn’t even move to look back at him, to ask why he was staring. you were entirely focused on beomgyu. on the way he looked around the crowd with twinkling love in his eyes. the way he fiddled with his guitar like he was antsy to let the music flow out of him. it entranced you, dazzled you, entrapped you.

beomgyu inhaled sharply, the sound catching in the mic in front of him, as he strummed the chords of one of his songs you’ve never heard before. “we’re two moths to a burning flame; they call us icarus. now all that’s left between our bodies is the sinking bitterness. our eyes are on the sky, the lies we tell each other are to blame.” you gasped at how heavenly he sounded. at the melodic symphonies he was creating. at how familiar yet so unfamiliar the song sounded to you.

there was a beat as the live band picked up volume. “we’re waltzing together, we’ve gone too far. but we can’t help ourselves, we’re sinful, we’re brand new burning stars. gravity is starting to pull us closer and closer, you say it’s starting to lead to our demise. but don’t worry, baby, our silence—the heaviness between us, will be the disguise,” beomgyu continued. his eyes were squeezed shut as he sang. it made you wonder who he intended the song to be for if he was reacting this way.

“there’s no need to apologize, we’ve witnessed this before, i know your true name. like the ink of a tattoo, you linger, you graze the recesses of my brain. too powerful to overtake, oh, you’ve grown all over my mind. don’t delete the kisses at the end, just kiss me instead—just this one time,” beomgyu sang as the song came to an end. suddenly it was as if a light switch lit up the dark room in your brain, a certain lyric ringing bells inside.

“too powerful to overtake, oh, you’ve grown all over my mind,” you understood why the song sounded familiar to you. it was the song beomgyu was working on right before the two of you stopped being bestfriends. another thought hit you so hard that you stumbled back into the person behind you and yeonjun gave you another worried look. you stared back at him, eyes wide open.

two lyrics stood out to you, “like the ink of a tattoo, you linger, you graze the recesses of my brain,” and “don’t delete the kisses at the end, just kiss me instead—just this one time.” you turned to look back up at beomgyu, just as he started singing another song. his eyes were traveling the crowd and at that moment, his eyes connected with yours. they widened and he started to blink rapidly for a second, like he couldn’t believe that you were looking at him.

at the same time, both of your eyes traveled to yeonjun, who in turn gave a sheepish smile. he set the two of you up. desperately you wanted to leave, but yeonjun’s hand around your wrist and the crowd wouldn’t let you.

‘graze’, you knew for a fact was for you, but ‘tattoos on strangers’? there was no denying that he wrote the song about you, down to the referencing lyrics. down to the “don’t delete the kisses at the end.” oh god, you thought, oh god. this whole time… this whole time, he was singing about you. he was singing about you when you thought he was singing about someone else and you ruined it. you ruined everything.

suddenly, it was getting hard to breathe with everyone around you and with beomgyu’s eyes on you. he tried hard to make it look like he wasn’t singling you out, but every couple seconds his eyes would lock on you again. you had no choice but to sit and endure. endure his stare, the slight wildness in his look. endure all the songs from his debut album that you never heard; all of which were about you. all of them. endure the way his heart called out to yours, echoing through his songs, and the way yours called back.

your eyes connect once more—just for the briefest of moments—before you looked away, shyness taking over. your face—no, your whole body—felt like it was on fire. just like a brand new burning star. you felt like all eyes were on you, when in reality all eyes were on him.

finally, you looked up again as he announced the last song in the setlist—‘forethought.’ your eyes meet just as he sings, his eyes only on you, “oh, i hear her voice in the wind sometimes. has she given me any thought? i go back to the pastimes—like wind chimes, it’s not all for naught. my wet knees in the winter, it’s my hopeful crime, it’s my savior... it’s my desperate prayer, i scream out her name into the dying nature—it leads me out the maze so i’m with her. it’s a stranded forethought.” you feel tears well up into your eyes and you see tears well up in beomgyu’s too, hidden by the bright lights to the crowd, but not to you. never to you.

after a moment, he repeats with eyes closed in a silent plea, “don’t linger, don’t linger, light bringer, don’t linger. stay with me—send me your remembrances. please, don’t delete those kisses. don’t linger, light bringer. don’t linger.” the tears fall freely from your eyes at the way his voice softly echoes. echoes just like wind chimes in the blowing wind. you feel yeonjun pull you into a hug as a sob escapes your lips.

you don’t register the concert ending, the crowd getting smaller and smaller until there’s only a few stragglers. you move numbly as yeonjun pulls you along behind him. it’s not until you hear a familiar voice, beomgyu’s voice, that you suddenly come back to life.

yeonjun has taken you backstage. the two of you were making your way over to where beomgyu was standing, talking to someone you didn’t recognize, as he packed up his guitar. again, your eyes met, and you pulled your wrist from yeonjun’s grasp. you turned, wild eyes scanning for an exit as your feet moved without needing your input. “y/n, wait!” you heard voices from behind you. you kept going, the fear pushing you forwards faster.

it wasn’t until you were in front of the night bus, voices behind you as you pushed whatever money you had into the bus driver's hands, that you finally felt like you could breathe. the doors closed and the bus began moving as beomgyu and yeonjun ran up waving frantically. the bus kept moving. you looked through the window, terrified wide eyes reflecting back to you in the glass, at their fading figures. at beomgyu’s dejected eyes and yeonjun’s sorrowful ones. at the breaking of your heart, once again.

sighing heavily to yourself, you faced the front of the bus. what has gotten into you? why would you let yourself think that beomgyu would wait for you after these two long years? it was clear to you that what happened at that concert was a goodbye. and maybe you were okay with that. maybe you didn’t mind. you wiped the tears from your cheeks. it’s okay, you’ve always worked better on your own anyways. without the constant tingling of growing feelings, without the heavy stares that hold so much, without the newborn stars—without beomgyu.

when you get home, you waste no time with the alcohol you have. turning your phone off, locking all your doors and shutting all the curtains. you lay on your bed, drunk out of your mind looking up at the ceiling as you think, what if love’s not meant for me?

five days ago, you went to your ex-bestfriend’s concert and listened as he poured his heart out onto the stage for you; while you ran away from him like the echo of a wind chime in the wind.

beomgyu has taken over your mind. has soared through the mountains of your thoughts and settled gently in the valleys of your desires. lingered in the lakes and puddles and the big vast ocean of your memories. all you’ve been thinking about since the concert was him. he’s completely consumed you.

you had scrolled up and down your messages together, laughing at old jokes and shedding tears at old memories. retelling the jokes he made to yourself and pretending that they were yours to begin with as a permanent smile etched itself onto your features.

maybe this all was a sign. a sign that you should stop hiding in the four walls of your bedroom. a sign that you should find some way to contact beomgyu, rekindle the friendship you once used to have and maybe fan the flames of something greater. you wanted to scream from the rooftops about how much you loved beomgyu. tell the whole world about how he makes you feel and every little thing he does that just fills you with so much warmth.

you were scrolling through the photo album you still had of the two of you. at your silly faces and candid moments. you couldn’t wipe the smile from your face if you wanted to. you felt like a teenage girl, giggling softly as she wrote her crushes name in hearts all over her notebooks. wide smile as she wrote in her diary about how much her crush rocked her world. you didn’t care, you couldn’t help it. beomgyu did—he really did—make you feel this way. he’s turned your whole world upside down.

electricity flowed through you until you were so antsy and electric that you just had to do something before it drove you insane. you needed to tell beomgyu, to let whatever was between the two of you happen. needed to have him around you again after these two long years, even if just briefly. god, you felt like such a romantic cliché, but you felt alive.

opening your phone, you finally replied to all of the messages that yeonjun had sent you. they spanned from worried to disappointed to a resigned sadness. you only sent him one message in response:

you: is he still here?

you held your breath, mentally smacking yourself for not looking up beomgyu’s tour dates beforehand. mentally smacking yourself for not garnering the courage earlier. how stupid you were. your phone dinged from yeonjun’s reply:

jjunie: party tonight at 11:30pm. i’ll pick you up around 11. be ready.

breathing out a sigh of relief you looked at the clock. it was already 10pm. you raided your closet for your best looking outfit, throwing it on as you ran to your bathroom to put makeup on. you wanted to look your absolute best.

11pm couldn’t come fast enough. you were waiting by the door when yeonjun had knocked, him barely getting his second knock in before you flung the door wide open. “is it too late?” you asked him desperately, standing limply in the doorframe. yeonjun just chuckled at you and grabbed your wrist, leading you to his car, “never. not for the two of you.”

on the way over, yeonjun told you how the party was thrown by some big celebrity you never heard of and how beomgyu got the two of you invites. it was for such a good start on his sold out tour and debut album. “like, everyone is gonna be there,” yeonjun said to you as he drove around to find a parking space.

once you found somewhere to park, you and yeonjun made your way to the venue where the party was being held. you passed through all kinds of security until you were faced with blasting music in your ears and bodies dancing everywhere. holding tightly onto yeonjun to not get lost, the two of you scanned the crowd.

“do you want to get a drink?” yeonjun yelled over the music to you. you nodded and he led you through the crowd to where the bar was. the two of you got something and drank them silently by the bar. you felt bad for keeping yeonjun tied to you, so you yelled over the music to him, “you can go and mingle! i’ll be fine over here by myself!” he leaned towards you, furrowing his brows. “are you sure?” he asked and you nodded.

yeonjun made his way through the crowd, turning his charm on as he talked to various people. you stayed at the bar, sipping on various drinks until you felt very tipsy. your eyes scanned the crowd, looking for beomgyu, every minute or so.

that’s when you saw him. he was across the room, holding a glass of something and talking to a group of people, when his eyes drifted and just happened to meet yours. beomgyu rendered you completely speechless. you got a good look at him, not being able to do so that well from his place on the stage, and took in how much he’s changed in the past two years.

beomgyu’s short brown hair was now dark, tinged blue in the low scattered overhead lights. the back of it touched the nape of his neck and the front fell over his eyes and ears. he looked absolutely beautiful, even more beautiful than you remember him being. his eyes widened at seeing you, making the natural liner of his eyes stand out.

suddenly, just like at the concert, it felt like it was only the two of you in the room. his eyes widened at seeing you again, his mouth opening slightly. without knowing it, the two of you gravitated towards each other. then you were face to face, standing in front of each other in the flesh. you couldn’t believe it.

you both said each other’s names at the same time, letting out a nervous laugh after. he motioned for you to continue and you swallowed hard. you were thankful that you were tipsy, that the alcohol was smoothing your nerves, because you definitely wouldn’t be standing in front of beomgyu right now if you weren’t.

“beomie…” you trailed before correcting yourself, you didn’t want to pretend to know him like you use to after two years. “beomgyu… there’s no excuse. no apology even sincere enough—“ beomgyu had cut you off, “y/nie, you don’t have to apologize.”

you shook your head. you knew that you didn’t, that he had already forgiven you and moved past it. hell, he wrote a song about it. but you had to. you had to apologize in at least some way. “no, i do,” you stated. “i shouldn’t have let us drift away, shouldn’t have let us become strangers. i shouldn’t have pushed you away. you were my bestfriend and i was scared. i like you so much, so much that you enveloped me completely. my mind, my book, my life… everything.”

you inhaled deeply, looking longingly into beomgyu’s eyes like you had wanted to do now for so long. “all i thought about was you. all i think about is you. and i miss you. i missed you so much, beomgyu. i love you. i’ve always loved you—“ beomgyu sat his glass on the nearby table as you spoke, then cupped your face gently with both of his hands and collided his lips to yours in a passionate kiss to cut you off. it told you everything he was feeling, everything he’s felt for you for who knows how long now. you felt his song lyrics on your lips. felt how every last lyric was written for you, every melody. every atom of your being colliding with every atom of his and creating a beautiful newborn star.

when he pulled away, he pulled you into a desperate and tight hug. he held you so tight it was as if he thought you were a bird that would fly away. you couldn’t blame him, you kind of were. “i don’t think i need to tell you how much i love you, but i will. i’ll sing it in your ear softly and scream it at the top of my lungs for all the stars to witness, y/n. i love you,” beomgyu murmured into the crook of your neck.

you took his hand and led him out the venue. when you suddenly remembered that yeonjun took you here, beomgyu chuckled as he took you to his car. in the warm glow of your city at night, you pointed to various street signs and turns as beomgyu drove to your apartment.

inside your apartment, the two of you couldn’t keep your mouths off each other. the wanting—the need—lifting you up to cloud nine and making you dizzy. when you both somehow got to your bedroom, you were breathless and hot to the touch.

beomgyu had pulled away from you. “is this okay?” he asked, looking into your eyes. you saw the desire inside of them. you nodded, “yes, just please don’t stop kissing me.” and he obliged, his lips on yours again.

one by one, articles of clothing came off. there was brief awkwardness, the hem of your dress getting caught on the earrings you were wearing and the button of his pants refusing to come undone. it all was alright in the end when the two of you were laying on your bed, you only in your bra and panties and him only in his boxers, his huge bulge pressing into your thigh as he hovered above you.

you were growing needy, the alcohol edging you onwards. “beomgyu… i need you inside me,” you whimpered against his mouth as his hard boner rubbed against you. he hummed, lips moving to your neck, causing you to moan. “i need you to fuck me…” you breathed out. beomgyu pulled away with the slightest upturn of his lips.

he sat you up so that you were now straddling his lap as he reached behind you and unclasped your bra. “next time…” beomgyu murmured. “next time i’ll fuck you. but not tonight. tonight… we stop being strangers.” you shivered slightly at your already hardened nipples being exposed to the cool air. shivering more when beomgyu’s wet tongue circled them.

“is that okay?” beomgyu asked, staring into your eyes as he waited for your response. you nodded, unintentionally grinding against him, and moaned out, “yes.” his fingers had gripped your bare waist at the contact and his eyes shut tightly for a brief moment. “next time… i promise you. let me get to know your body again.”

and get to know your body, he did. beomgyu laid you back down gently and then pulled off your panties slowly while staring down at you, eyes caressing every inch of you. you felt yourself getting wetter by the second, gripping the blankets to keep yourself from pulling him to you.

beomgyu pressed his lips to yours once more as he spread your legs apart. he pressed open mouthed kisses to your skin as he moved farther and farther down your body, looking up at you the entire time. you jolted slightly when he pressed kisses to the inside of your thighs. “you’re so breathtaking, even more than before,” beomgyu spoke, trailing kisses up to your knee. he paused for a second, “i missed you so much, y/n.”

his tongue then swirled around your clit and your back arched off the bed, your hands finding their way into his pretty hair. beomgyu groaned, pulling away from your core with a wet mouth, as you pulled at it. just as quickly, he was back at it, making you moan for him as he devoured you. you creating pretty harmonies for him.

“fuck…” beomgyu said lowly. you could see how hard his cock was in his boxers and it made you need him even more. he then pushed two fingers into you, them slipping in easily with how wet you were for him. beomgyu pulled you up from the bed as he continued pushing his fingers in and out of you, tipping your head back and capturing your lips in a sweet and slow kiss. your tongues danced together, waltz together as you clenched around his fingers.

pulling away, you buried your face in his neck as you whimpered his name. “cum for me, baby,” beomgyu said in your ear softly. you didn’t need to be told twice, your warm release spreading all over his fingers.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, “i-i need you, please… your—your fingers aren’t e-enough.” beomgyu chuckled as he nodded. you released your hold on him so he could take off his boxes, his long and hard cock on full display for you. you used to dream of moments like these.

beomgyu looked at you, asking silently if you were ready. in response, you shakily got to your knees. he lined himself up with your entrance and slowly, you slid down onto him. the both of you gasped at the feeling, moans joining together in a beautiful song as you moved up and down on his cock.

you were giving each other sloppy and needy kisses, beomgyu wrapping his arms around you to pull you closer as he thrusted up into your pussy. you gasped against his lips, your hands laying to rest against his chest. he whimpered as he continued thrusting, “you feel so—so good. so good, baby. do you f-feel good?”

“y—oh… it feels s-so good,” you managed out. you could feel the knot in your stomach tighten with each thrust he pushed into you. with the feeling of his veiny shaft inside you, sending electric currents throughout your body. the feeling of his lips on yours. moaning, you pulled away and rested your forehead on beomgyu’s. “i’m gonna c-cum again, gyu.”

he moved you so your back was against the bed again, your legs wrapped around his waist and his cock still deep inside you. groaning at the new angle, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him to you. “let me help you, baby. l-let me do the work,” beomgyu mumbled before you kissed him.

in passionate thrusts, you came around him again and a few seconds later you felt his warm cum pour inside of you. his hips jerked against yours and he let out a whine as he rolled into you, not planning on slowing down. “b-beomgyu…” you whimpered, gripping him tighter and throwing your head back so you were staring hazily at the ceiling. you didn’t know how much more you could take.

“l-look at me, my pretty baby, i n-need to see your face,” beomgyu said between hard pants. between the sounds of your skin slapping together and the wet sounds of him entering and exiting you repeatedly. you looked at him through knitted brows, your fingers in his hair and pulling his head back. “f-fuck… god, you d-don’t know what you d-do to me,” he murmured, eyes shutting for a moment. you pulled him down to kiss his jaw. “feels… feels so…” you couldn’t even finish your sentence as you clenched around him again.

beomgyu was twitching inside you more and more and you could tell he was overstimulating himself just to make you feel good. his words of praise were being slurred as he stared deeply into your eyes, breathing erratically.

when the two had came together, you couldn’t take anymore. your legs were shaking badly and your back was beginning to ache from how much you kept arching it. pushing beomgyu away until he was hovering above you, you barely managed to whimper out in a whisper, “c-can’t take it a-anymore, beomie…”

at your words he slipped out of you slowly, groaning loudly as you clenched tightly around his poor cock the whole way out. “y/n…” beomgyu moaned. he hovered above you for a moment, forehead pressed to yours and arms trembling, before falling down next to you. beomgyu pulled you towards him until you were wrapped in his body. you tried not to think about how his still half hard cock was up against your sensitive pussy. his breath fanning your skin and sending a shiver up your spine.

the two of you stayed like that for a couple minutes, coming down from your highs and breathing the same air. beomgyu had been trailing lines down your torso with the tips of his fingers, leaving goosebumps in his wake. you could feel his smile against your cheek at the way your body reacted to his touch.

when you both were strong enough to get up, he cleaned the cum from between your legs and his with a warm and wet towel and then guided you to the bathroom. beomgyu drew a bubble bath for the both of you, helping you inside of it when your legs began to shake and your knees almost gave out.

now you laid back against his chest inside the bathtub, one of his hands trailing up and down your arm with a washcloth and the other wrapped tightly against your lower stomach. “you don’t know how long i’ve wanted this…” beomgyu trailed off softly. you turned slightly so you could look up at him. “you don’t know how long i wanted this either. how long i wanted to be with you in general.”

beomgyu smiled warmly down at you, that same warm smile he would give you every time you sang together. “how long?” he asked, playfulness slipping into his tone. “for as long as i can remember,” you giggled. “for as long as i’ve known you.” he pressed a kiss to your temple, the action sending ripples to your heart. “i’ve wanted it for longer,” he replied, laughing when you playfully scoffed up at him. “this isn’t our first life together.”

that sentiment made you turn in the tub to face him fully, your eyebrows knitting together and your eyes full of fondness. it almost brought tears to your eyes. “beomgyu…” you murmured as you cupped his face softly and brought your lips to his. you kissed him slowly, trying to show him how much you loved him through it. your actions and words alone will never be able to fully express how you feel for him.

after the two of you cleaned up more in the bath, you laid side by side in your bed. thankfully, you still had some of beomgyu’s clothes that you just couldn’t get rid of from when you still lived together and you would steal them. you were in one of beomgyu’s old shirts now, body up against his in the darkness of your bedroom.

“i’m gonna miss you when you leave to go back on tour. i don’t want you to leave,” you whispered softly into the darkness. you weren’t very good at expressing your fears out loud, clearly. but you had to let him know. had to let him know that you didn’t want this to be just a one time thing and you never see each other again. “so come with me,” beomgyu replied at your same tone, simply. “come with me and we won’t have to miss each other.”

you couldn’t help but think of the lyrics of the song he wrote for you, the one the two of you would sing together. “over the canopy, it’s each other that we always seem to miss.” he was right about ‘graze’ having a whole new meaning in his interview. first, it meant the longing between the two of you. always dancing around each other, fingertips always seeming to just brush up against the other’s but never fully grasping. then, it meant the two of you drifting apart. missing the opportunity to admit your feelings and be together. and lastly, right now. right in this moment, the two of you together again after two long years. missing each other until your heart aches even though you’re right next to each other. it is funny how meanings change.

“okay,” you giggled softly. “i’ll come with you.” you weren’t going to linger. he was right, this wasn’t your first life together, you could feel it. you were gonna stay with him forever. beomgyu pulled you closer, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck.

last night, your world was turned back on it’s rightful axis as you and your bestfriend beomgyu—your lover beomgyu, sealed the two of your souls together.

that morning you both had woken up to a ton of missed calls and a plethora of text messages. you both stared at each other with wide eyes after realizing that the two of you had basically silently walked out of the celebration that was held for beomgyu. yeonjun scolding the two of you when he realized that not only was beomgyu not at his own party, but that you weren’t there either.

quick kisses and giggles were shared as beomgyu raced to get ready for the schedule he had to do today. “text me, okay? i want to hear from you. i’ll let you know when we’re leaving for the next stop, so get your bags ready,” beomgyu said, throwing his coat on and pressing another kiss to your lips, deepening the kiss for just a moment before he pulled away.

you were standing by the door, a lovesick smile on your face, “i will!” you giggled as he stalled more and pulled you into a hug. “and don’t delete the kisses,” he whispered, kissing your cheek before finally making his way through the door. you waved goodbye to him and shut the door, immediately pulling out your phone.

you: i’ll see you later today. good luck on your interview! xxx

there was an immediate response from him and you giggled as you read it and responded.

beomie: thank you, baby! i love you!! you: i love you more!! xxx beomie: i love you more than there are stars in the sky!!! you: and i love you more than there are galaxies in our universe!!!! xxx beomie: okay… you win… but only because i can’t think of anything better!!!

laughing, you went to your room and started packing the things you needed for beomgyu’s tour.

two years ago—four since the beginning—you left the kisses at the end of your messages to your boyfriend beomgyu.

you were backstage just before one of his shows with him and yeonjun. beomgyu’s arm was wrapped around your waist, pulling you into his side. your mouth was currently hung open in shock at yeonjun’s revealing news.

“i’m sorry, y/nie, but i just had to tell him. two years i had to listen to the both of you cry over each other—two years! i couldn’t do it anymore. i had to tell him about the things you were saying!” yeonjun sighed dramatically as if he were so defeated. you pushed his shoulder lightly, “you ass! then you had the nerve to set the two of us up at beomgyu’s concert with the tickets he gave you!”

beomgyu let out a laugh from next to you, laughing louder when you turned a playful glare to him. “if i didn’t…” yeonjun trailed as he spoke to you with raised eyebrows, “you two wouldn’t be together right now. now would you?” you rolled your eyes at him, wrapping your arms around beomgyu and laying your head on his chest.

“i’d like to think we would find our way back together,” beomgyu spoke, looking down at you. you smiled up at him in return. “uh huh…” said yeonjun, causing the three of you to erupt into laughter.

since beomgyu’s debut album and tour to go along with it, he’s released two more albums. all of the songs about you, once again. in every interview he had, he gushed about you to whoever would listen. you’ve also finally published your book, deciding to let beomgyu’s essence flow through the entirety of it. you couldn’t remove him even if you tried. and trust, you had tried.

one of the staff members gave a signal to beomgyu and he nodded back and gave a thumbs up. it was almost time for him to be on stage. for the first time ever, you were singing ‘graze’ and ‘forethought’ together with their whole new meanings.

you stared at beomgyu’s stunning side profile as he peeked out to the crowd. you almost laughed at yourself, at your past thoughts. of course love was meant for you. of course you and beomgyu were meant to be together, meant to be in love. meant to share each of your lifetimes and universes and supernovas and nebulas and brand new brightly burning newborn stars together.

of course the two of you were meant to love each other forever, how could you ever think differently?

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2myl0ver · 6 months

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☾ txt reaction to having a foreigner s/o

genre : fluff / wc : 343 / tw : food / masterlist

CHOI YEONJUN ¡

- honestly doesn't care, very supportive of your and your families beliefs though. to him, he fell inlove with you and that means loving everything about you.

- supports anything and everything your culture does

- really doesn't care lol. he thinks it's cool his s/o is from a foreign country but other than that i don't really think he'd care, it's just the same for him if you were korean.

CHOI SOOBIN ¡

- thinks it's so cool😭 he'd always ask questions about your culture and what your traditions are

- he'd be really careful in asking questions afraid of saying something offensive even though you've reassured him a thousand times </3

- always asking you to make food from your country or go to restaurants that serve your country's food, but nothing compares to your cooking for him.

CHOI BEOMGYU ¡

- always bragging to the other members how good the food of your country is 😭 when you pack him lunch and his members finally get a taste of your food, you are doomed because now all of them want your lunch

- asks you to teach him how to cook your favorite dishes from your country and makes them when you're sick or just simply want something to eat!!

- best believe he will never stop bragging about your food.

KANG TAEHYUN ¡

- like yeonjun, doesn't really matter to him. whatever it is, as long as it's you, he'll take it.

- but also like soobin, he's very careful when asking about your culture, making sure not to ask anything offensive

- he'll probably read about your country and it's history, just so you don't feel like theres missing connection, and also simple because he cares lol.

KAI KAMAL HUENING ¡

- asks a lot of questions and you happily answer them >_<

- he learns the recipes to your favorite dishes and surprises you with them!!

- once, he heard you saying you missed your mom's cooking and he called your mom to get her recipes and cooked them the very next day. you couldn't ask for anything better <3

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kynrki · 1 year

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yeonjun is used to receiving anything he wants. girls, sport positions, and even being the majority of the teacher's favorites. What happens though when Yn comes in and suddenly alters that? especially since he doubts his best friend would like him being with his sister……

003. beloved siblings

WARNINGS: swearing

“can choi yeonjun, choi soobin, lee heeseung, kang taehyun and kang yn come to the office please! i repeat, can choi yeonjun, choi soobin, lee heeseung, kang taehyun and kang yn come to the office! thank you” you heard being called from the announcement speakers. you quickly excused yourself as you grabbed your bags and walked towards the office.

when you entered, you were met with all ‘the boys’. heeseung gave you smile and walked up to hug you. all the boys were watching this interaction, wanting to finally see who their best friend, taehyun, sister was. as you and heeseung released the hug, you slowly came into view.

heuningkai gasp and placed a hand infront of his mouth. yeonjun was frozen. it was you. the girl he had bumped into a fee days ago. he still couldn’t get you out his head, he tried searching everywhere for you but couldn’t find anything. you were… taehyuns sister? he was shocked to say the least. you looked nothing like him.

“you’re so pretty” kai said as he brought yeonjun out of his thoughts. his eyebrows furrowed and looked over at his friend. “thank you” you said as you stood next to heeseung. yeonjun watch how heeseung looked down at you with a smile before engaging in conversation. it looked like you two had known eachother for a while, which you guys did, its just that yeonjun didn’t know that.

“excuse me mrs. hwang, but why the fuck are we here” you asked with you arms crossed as you had waited enough. yeonjun looked at you shocked. how could you talk to an adult like that. he kept his eyes trained on you. “language yn dear, your dad is here to pick you all up” mrs. hwang said as she stood up and came to hug you and taehyun. yeonjun was confused. how could you talk to her like that and then she hugs you.

“fucking dad” you sighed as you went to sit down. “heeseung please tell me you bought me what i asked you to buy me” you said as you looked over at him, who was busy talking with yeonjun. “yeah in my bag” he replied before continuing with his story. you quickly walked over to his bag and got the snacks out before eating them.

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wingsofimagery · 1 year

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ෆ Summary: Whose daughter is this and why is she trying to fire Kai and you over chatting at work? ෆ Pairing: Huening Kai x Fem!Reader ෆ Genre: Fluff ෆ Warnings: N/A ෆ Word Count: 496 ෆ A/N: BWAHA Another blue moon has passed, which means another fic from me but a lot shorter. Oops, enjoy~ I wrote this while at work LMAO

You were talking to Kai, when a child came over to boss him around.

“What are you doing?” Her shrill voice asked, causing you to raise an eyebrow at the tone she used with him.

“I-I’m chatting with Miss Y/n here.”

You did not understand why Kai was so scared of her but you noticed his fidgety fingers and the crack in his voice.

“Stop talking to her and get to work!!”

“He does not have to,” you interjected.

Her face was the epitome of appalled. Kai nervously shifted his eyes but did not dare to move. You crossed your arms with a hint of a smirk on your lips.

“How dare you?! I’m telling daddy on you. You are fired once he gets word of this!!”

“I’d love to see you try, love.”

You watched as she ran off yelling for her father. You wondered if Mister Kim really played along with this. As you waited, Kai tried to say something but you held your hand up to stop him from doing so. Instead, your hand went up to ruffle his hair and play with it. He stayed seated while closing his eyes to enjoy the short-lived comfort.

As the young girl returned, she had a triumphant smile while her father looked nervously at me.

“Daddy, you should fire them both! They were not doing their jobs and were just chatting.”

“Darling, I can’t do that,” her father tried to reason with her but it only resulted in a frown on her face.

She stomped her foot, “why not? You always fired people who don’t do their jobs. You always tell me how good I am at finding people who don’t do their jobs!!”

“Yes, my love and you did a wonderful job but this is the head’s daughter. She has more power than daddy. She can fire daddy whenever,” he laughed as he rubbed his sweaty hands together.

The girl was flabbergasted. She did not know your identity and now she had put her dad in the danger zone of being fired.

You released the tension in your expression with a boisterous laugh. Your arms wrapped around Kai’s neck as you muffled your laughter with his body.

“Mister Kim has never actually fired anyone, if that’s what you were wondering,” Kai explained to you and you nodded your head in reply.

“Mister Kim, please return to your position. Take your daughter along with you and give her a praise, she’s working hard for this company. Just a bit too strict. Sweetheart, learn to be a bit lenient, alright? Maybe there will be a position for you here in this company in the future.”

The little girl, despite adorning a bright blush on her cheeks, nodded her head and saluted you before following her father back to his office. Kai sighed while you frowned.

"Why were you so scared of a little girl?"

"I-I was not!"

"Suuuuure, love," you pecked his cheek, "whatever you say."

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chvrrycola · 1 year

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BF! YEONJUN ON A STORMY DAY

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warnings: food mention, storms ofc

currently listening to: marry you by shinee

the other stormy days

i think he’d just see the rain as an excuse to spend more time with you

so obviously would be pretty psyched

though he’d definitely pretend that you staying over was not what he was hoping for all along

‘omg y/n, the rain’s getting kinda heavy… maybe you should just stay over, just to make sure you don’t get a cold’ 👉👈

and then you guys would hear the first bit of thunder and he’d know you weren’t going anywhere

not that you minded that yourself ofc

i feel like he’d totally forget that his logic had said that nobody should go out in the rain

and like suggest he goes to buy some cookies or smth

but then you’d both have to make them yourselves

don’t wanna catch a cold yk

i think the knowledge that you had all this free time together would influence what you did

monopoly anyone?

cos yeonjun is not the type to play until he gets bored

he will play until he has bankrupted everybody else sitting around that board

or that was his plan

turns out he’s not all that good at monopoly

as soon as he realises he’s lost he would probably start complaining that you had forced him to play such a pointless game

he’d also become v touchy and soft as well i think

just with tiredness but also affection

as soon as he had gotten over his loss he’d be all over you for being so savvy

and so cute when you’re concentrating

he’s still determined to beat you at something though

so he starts busting out every board game and video game in the place

and six rounds of uno and three games of wii sports bowling later he’s confident he’s come out on top

even though by this point it’s almost 3 am and you were literally half asleep while he was yelling uno in your ear so you didn’t miss it

because maybe you had enforced the rule of picking up three cards if you forget to say uno like once when you had played before

but uno wounds run deep so there he was, almost a year later, diligently following the rules

and calling you yourself out for forgetting

because exhaustion is no excuse

but no joke he would go easy once he properly deeped how tired you were getting

deffo the type to carry to bed, stroking your head and quietly explaining how masterful his uno wins were as you gently drift back to sleep

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