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Raindrop races | boo seungkwan

Pressing his face up against the living room windows, Seungkwan lets out a loud sigh. You were supposed to go out on a little date to the nearby carnival, but with the torrential rain pouring down, that idea got thrown out almost immediately. It was a pity too, the carnival was ending in three days and this was the only time you both could make it. 

A little poke on his cheek broke Seungkwan out of his thoughts. He stared up to find you smiling and extending a mug of hot chocolate towards him. Making his signature fake crying face, gestures towards the rain outside before gratefully accepting the hot chocolate.

Seungkwan sighs, muttering, “it’s a pity. I really wanted to go with you,” multiple times under his breath. You wordlessly take a seat next to him and sip on your drink. 

After letting him drone on for a while, you say, “Kwannie, have you ever had a raindrop race?”

“No? What is that?”

His puzzled expression makes you chuckle. You turn towards the window and use your finger to trace a falling raindrop. 

You explain, “You know, when the raindrops cascade down, they group together in different directions with different raindrops that are already on the window. And the raindrop eventually falls to the bottom of the glass. A raindrop race is when you each pick a raindrop and see which one falls first. Whoever’s raindrop falls first, wins.”

Intrigued, Seungkwan copies your previous action. Watching in childlike awe, Seungkwan laughs as the raindrop falls, getting bigger and bigger while gaining momentum before falling with a “plunk” at the bottom of the window. 

“Baby? You’re on. I’m going to win though,” Seungkwan smugly declares. 

You spend the rest of the afternoon together having raindrop races, watching as the raindrops fall. The competition itself is soon forgotten, as you both just enjoy each other’s company. Although Seungkwan still sporadically complains about the carnival, he can’t deny that this time spent inside with you was just as fun (and possibly even more). 

taglist: @weird-bookworm @wonijinjin @babyleostuff

what it could have been

pairing : ex boyfriend! jongho x fem! reader

synopsis : On the day of the wedding, someone from the past arrives unannounced. Every look, every half-smile carries memories you thought were long buried. Between laughter, awkward silences, and quiet glances, you are forced to confront the love that never had a chance, and the timing that always failed you both.

genre : slice of life, angst, slow burn, lovers to strangers, soft, contemporary, mr plankton wedding scene

warnings : heartbreak, unresolved feelings

author’s note : requested by @vix3e ! its quite a short one as i only watched the scene to hv a rough idea 😭 but i hope u like it 🫶

word count : 1.02k

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to what could have been, and to what is😭

paper moons

✸synopsis: every night, eui-joo leaves a paper moon at the fountain; by morning, it’s gone. then one night, he finds a paper star in return: “your wishes are beautiful.” a moon for a star, a wish for a reply— until he spots the girl across the street sending them. their folded notes become something real, when one night she writes: “meet me under the real moon?”

✸genre: one-shot, slice of life, neighbors to lovers, fluff

✸pairing: ej x reader

✸warnings: mentions of familial loss

✸wc: 1.8k

✸an: lower case intended, no use of y/n, fem!reader / sweet little fic for our sweet ej

[now playing: on the moon — sulli]

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every night, eui-joo carefully folded a paper moon.

he made them from scraps he could find — crumpled notebook pages, silver candy wrappers, receipts with faint ink still clinging to the corners. his fingers worked slowly, deliberately, pressing each crease like a secret into the paper. the crinkle of folds was almost musical in the quiet of his small apartment, mingling with the faint hum of streetlights outside the window.

an unspoken conversation between the Moon Maker and the Star Thief 💌

📲 Roommates DOREMI discovering you're secretly a camgirl

ʚ A/N: I kind of switched things up from what I did for the ‘96s, but kept the same vibe. Hope you enjoy it! And yes, I was listening to JADE while writing it.

constellations

pairing : crush! intak x fem! reader

synopsis : Under a sky full of stars, he makes up silly constellations to make you laugh. But when the night turns quiet, he admits he’s only wishing for the courage to kiss you.

genre : slice of life, fluff, comedy, coming of feeling, romance

warnings : none

author’s note : another piwon fic ! this one is rlly cute 🥹🤍

word count : 1.9k

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cutiepatooties under the stars 🥰

dawn ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖ jyh (f)

summary: cathedrals and castles, sunrises and sunsets; none of which compare to the quiet, fond mornings with jeong yunho, a welcome repose from your busy lives.

a/n: I PROMISE IM NOT DEAD GUYS .. im sorry uni got the best of me but im actually on time with all my readings and assignments hence the inactiveness :”) but im having loads of fun amongst the chaos; just enough time to write here and there but not enough to finish and clean up longer fics, soooo sorry everyone TT / slightly suggestive, non-sexual nudity!

word count: 1k

Everyone says Yunho’s just like the sun.

They aren’t wrong, but you think he’s more like the dawn of it all; the birth of day. The slow creep of the orange-yellow over the horizon, each leaf, each feather or strand of fur catching the light, morning rays.

It’s gentle, he’s gentle like the fingertips trailing up your thighs, making a loop and travelling up your hip bone. Every dip and crevice catching onto his beams of light.

“Tired, hm?” Yunho mumbles to nobody in particular, body already accustomed to getting up at weird timings for his schedule even on off days. Today isn’t any different, but at least instead of his lingering stares on you before he leaves for practice, he could do it from his side of the bed.

Slowly, without any urgency, facing each other like a puzzle. Like honey in his bones, his love for you settles in heavy and Yunho never wants to leave your side. He cracks a little smile at how you scoot closer to his warmth.

You hum in response, half in your dream state and half awake, twitching when he continues his finger up your chest — no hindrance, not restricted by clothing — and down your bent arm. He takes a second longer admiring how much larger his wrists, hands are than yours, before slotting his fingers in between.

A squeeze. Nothing. A soft peck to one of your fingers. Another faint hum. Yunho giggles.

“Oh…” You sound out with affirmation, eyes cracking open groggily just as you can hear his hypnotising laugh. You can’t help but return a small smile. 

“Morning, baby.”

The wind across your room matches the way your breath catches. It’s the rasp, the pretty face, Yunho. 

God, brown hair goes so well with the orange-yellow of his rays. 

“Only morning? I don’t get a ‘good’?” You playfully ask with a pout, blinking sleepily, but you’re so fatigued you’re slipping in and out of consciousness — still tired from the night before — switching between keeping your eyes closed and lazily opening them.

Like a tease, Yunho shakes his head, shrugs and purses his lips jokingly. His hand betrays him; it immediately brings your twined hands to his mouth again.

“Oh, so you hate me,” you state sarcastically, ignoring the uneven breaths upon your skin and its accompanying kisses. Without any strength, you attempt to wrench your hand out of his grasp for his ‘unbecoming’ answer, laughing when he only tightens his hold around you.

A small scream escapes you when he tugs you so hard you end up on him, warmth immediately lighting up your cheeks at your naked chests being pressed together. It’s quietly sensual and you giggle when you feel him semi-harden under you.

“Seriously?”

“Whaat? Can’t I find my lover hot and undeniably sexy?” Yunho wiggles his eyebrows dramatically, trapping you within his hold both with his arms and eyes. They’re so deep set on his face you might just fall and lose your breath and never come back up.

The slight hazel gleam, the soft way they look at you, the slight crescent as he smiles. Your tongue moves before your brain does — “holy crap, you’re just so insanely pretty.” You’re both surprised at the words that come out, eliciting an embarrassed uh… before you’re swearing into his neck.

“Fuck… got caught lacking.” You groan, body jostling around from his uncontrollable laughter that only worsens in intensity. His dawn is lightening, orange turns to yellow, his grin sends you succumbing to laughter.

“Aw, baby," he coos in between smiles upon feeling your body heat up in sheepishness, “nothing to be shy about.”

With a firm but gentle grasp, he squeezes your nape and prompts you to leave your hiding spot. But he doesn’t waste any time to reassure you with a needy kiss on your pout — plump lips moving against yours like choreography — drawing back reluctantly with a small moan.

His hands put you in a trance, sending goosebumps in its wake. “See? Nothing to be embarrassed ’bout, sweetheart. I am as enamoured with you as you are with me.”

That puts more heat on your cheeks than you’d like to admit, but you like the push and pull with Yunho. The drawled out words, the yielding, the teasing.

“Now you’re just making up for your lack of a good morning by waxing poetry.”

“Oh!” Your boyfriend immediately clutches his heart (or tries to, it just falls into a fist), back of his hand glued to his forehead in theatrics. Eyes closed, brows pulled. “You caught me.”

Rolling your eyes affectionately, all you can do is a light shove to his chest before he cracks open an eye experimentally to discover your gaze. Burning, intense and brighter than his rays of first light.

The staring contest never really begins nor stops; Yunho searches your eyes, that sometimes crinkles with a grin, sometimes in a wink, just to get him to lose. But all it does is make his heart softer and fonder and dizzier with love. Without rest, he leans in again. Unable to resist your touch, but careful to handle you with all the ardour in the world.

His lips meet yours in another kiss, slower this time. And you think, you know, none of the wonders you’ve seen on tour with Yunho, nor the many sunrises you’ve caught can compare to —

Your eyes flutter open at the same time. “I can’t believe you’re mine.” Your lover gasps out with a choked voice; he dives straight back for more.

— this. Everything. From Yunho’s fingers softly playing with your hair, to the unhurried, passionate attention he gives your lips, to the whispered words that’s careful not to break the horizon. Daybreak knows no bounds along your skin, just as his kisses trail all over your face and heat blooms like flowers where his rays touch.

Too wrapped up in Jeong Yunho’s light, it’d be a wonder to look at you through his eyes and see all the beauty of the breath of honey and gold embedded into every part of you. Almost made permanent. 

Yunho prays the box hiding on the highest shelf of the bookcase does the job well, and after, he hopes it’ll catch all the glint and shine of the dawn, just as your eyes are right now.

by. janus, from me to you ♡

ɪɴꜱᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙꜰ!ɴɪᴄʜᴏʟᴀꜱ ɪɪ

bf!nicholas x reader

genre: fluff/crack – smau

warnings: part ? of me being unfunny

김 선우; 엔하이픈 ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

✦ bf!sunoo texts

— non idol!bf!sunoo x fem!reader; fluff; established relationship, suggestive, swearing

💭 sunoo is down bad and absolutely in love <3 | jungwon version | heeseung version | jay version | jake version | sunghoon version | riki version

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thinking about ... wooyoung who teases you about missing his longer hair .ᐟ

WOOYOUNG stops right away because he felt your hesitation. what's even worse is that he already knows the reason why. with you sprawled out on his bed, breathless, legs shaking, and his tongue in your folds licking like a starved kitten. your hands automatically reach for his hair, nails lightly scratching at his scalp…but it’s short now. no thick strands to caress, no satisfying pull when you can’t take it anymore.

before he even does something more to you, you feel how the curve of his lips forms into that mocking smile. the audacity to do that when he is literally eating you out. lifting his head just enough to grin at you, lips coated in what he calls it, your sweet honey essence. “you miss it, don’t you?”

you blink at him, slow to even process what he asked you because he’s talking instead of satisfying you. but of course, it’s wooyoung, never knowing when to shut up. “yeah, baby? looking for something to hold?”

“n-no…” you huff, cheeks hot, almost burning. it's embarrassing that you are getting kind of embarrassed right now, maybe a little too shy. your stomach does flip, your legs close together, squeezing him, and honestly, he would die like that, right here, buried between heaven’s gate.

“aren't you just so cute~” his voice drops into a purr before he dives back in, tongue flattening to lick a long stripe up your slit, then circling your clit before he sucks, slow and so aggressive at the same time, until you arch your back like you never did before. actually impressive, he didn't know you could do that. you whine, one hand gripping his shoulder just to ground yourself as he hums against you.

when you do come, screaming his name, he drags his mouth up your body, licking a part of your stomach, all the way to hover just above your lips. “you know,” he says, brushing his thumb over your cheek, “i could grow it back out, but…” he kisses you, the mix of saliva and your juices mixing, of course teasing you because this is what he is best at. “you’d have to beg for it~”

“you are so annoying, way to ruin the mood.” says the girl who gets turned on by her boyfriend manhandling her when she is either acting all shy or too bratty. also you seem a little breathless, did you have a good time cumming on his tongue, or does he have to remind you again that no matter long or short hair, wooyoung is going to make you go crazy?

“so, on a scale from one to ten, how badly do you want me to have long hair for you to yank on again?” he asks like he is making you choose between ice cream flavours, and when you tell him to shut up, he just grins again like the chesire cat.

unfortunately, wooyoung’s the kind of guy who will absolutely grow it out. not just because you miss it, but because he wants to watch you lose your mind, to drive you mad all over again, and the second you’ve got something to hold onto while he shows you what heaven looks like.

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anchored

The extremely wealthy man you're newly dating thinks you deserve nothing but the best for your birthday. You struggle to accept that.

painted skies

✸synopsis: you never expect the quiet, sky-obsessed boy who saves your coffee order to become the brightest part of your days. but taki sees beauty everywhere — especially in you. as gentle moments turn into something deeper, and a stormy confession changes everything, you learn that love can be soft… and sometimes a little magical.

✸genre: one-shot, fluff, strangers-to-lovers, slice of life

✸pairing: takayama riki x reader / taki x reader 

✸warnings: n/a

✸wc: 1.6k

✸an: lower case intended, no use of y/n, gn!reader / i just want to collect taki in my pocket and take him everywhere, is that weird?? lmfao

[now playing: light — wave to earth]

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you meet taki on a tuesday — not because tuesdays are special, but because he insists they are.

“tuesdays,” he tells you earnestly, “are the days the universe forgets to check its work.”

you’re not sure what that means, but taki says it with such quiet conviction that you almost nod along. almost.

“make a wish”…

“that’s childish”…

“childish things keep the universe soft”

🥹 wow, at that point you had my heart

ɪɴꜱᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙꜰ!ʜᴀʀᴜᴀ ɪɪ

bf!harua x reader

genre: fluff/crack – smau

warnings: none

texts with bf intak

taglist. @primoppang ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @slytherinshua ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @litepowee

times like this

pairing : boyfriend! jongseob x fem! reader

synopsis : A blackout, a single candle, and a quiet room. Wrapped in blankets and soft laughter, you find that the smallest moments, shared cocoa, gentle touches, and whispered stories, can feel like the warmest home.

genre : slice of life, fluff, comfort, romance, domestic au, contemporary 

warnings : none

author’s note : requested by anon ! <3 hope u like it 🫶

word count : 2.5k

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a d o r a b l e !

when did you get so hot ?!

pairing : childhood best friend! hongjoong x fem! reader

synopsis : You reunite with your childhood best friend at a party after years apart, only to realize how much they’ve changed — and how much you still feel. Between nostalgia, playful teasing, and unspoken tension, you’re left wondering when the line between friendship and something more blurred, and if it’s already too late.

genre : slice of life, angst, little fluff, reunion, bittersweet romance, best friends to strangers to friends

warnings : none

author’s note : for @t0zsu ! thank yew for waiting and i hope u like it 🥹🫶

word count : 2.3k

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