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twinkling are the stars in the sky like the hearts on fire in 𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻’s eyes as you play with his hands, warm in comparison of the light silver of his rings. you swing your legs on either side of the magnolia you climbed on and it’s very cute, from his view. it shows the childishness you still have in the depth of your caring soul, pure, innocent.

despite the darkness, the stars illuminate the pink dust on your cheeks and the curve in your lips, a few tears swimming at the brim and threatening to spill out. you’re just cold, he knows, but he still wants to pull you so close there’s nothing left between you except the pounding of your hearts and the mingling of your shortened breaths as he murmurs how wrecked he is for you.

baby, i love you. no, fuck, haechan is so bad at this. he ruffles the chocolate locks sitting in a mess on his head and presses his palm against your cheek, his eyes flickering in nervousness as he bites his lip to calm himself down. the tips of his fingers caress the fragile petals of the flower resting on top of your ear, and he almost feels your pulse working harder to get heard by his yearning for love heart.

angel, sweetheart, darling, honey, pumpkin, cutie, little bean, sparkle ... which one should he use to confess that the butterflies inside him are choking him as the time passes and he hasn’t made you his precious one yet ?

“hey, dumbass- ” - shit. good start, haechan. way to get it.

the glimmer in the sky flickers into your eyes once you look up, your bangs flying into the chilly wind to fall across your face and he can’t resist the temptation of pushing them away. he’s mesmerized by your puffy lips, the roundness of your cheeks, everything, every single thing about you.

“yes, hyuck ?” and there goes the little nickname that heats his flesh into a puddle.

“i - i shouldn’t have started, you know anyways, it’s not like you’re stupid or anything.” he bites on his words like he was afraid to actually say that... he’s in love ? for the first time ever, no matter how many panties he’s got in a twist during his on-going fuckboy years.

the laughter pouring from your lips is like a soft mix of the most gracious melodies, one he’s fallen asleep to when even the darkness of his room couldn’t do so. haechan didn’t think a shy, cute and innocent creature like you would make the first move. you, who wore the cutest sparkles in your eyes, the prettiest pink on your cheeks and the most knee-bending pout on your lips. never in the ten years of knowing you, he thought you’d be the one to truly grasp is soul with the snap of your fingers.

your hands wandered along his thighs as they shook with so many emotions, ripping a few strings off his dark jeans, gasping at the taste of his cherry lips and how soft they felt on yours. even as the rain started to pour, your fingertips trailing along his chest, he never stopped kissing you. he gripped your waist and pulled you into his lap, murmuring under his breath that he’s been in love with you for ages, apologizing that he’s never had the courage to tell you.

when you broke away, the realization hit you deep ; haechan has never been your bestfriend, he was your soulmate ♡

our boys ;-;

tenderlyrenjun: they are winking, they are best friends, they are so cute!!!!!!!! chenle's little half smirk and whatever renjun is doing to try and be taller hghfhsjdb

“happy birthday!” - xdj

summary: planning a surprise party with wayv can end only end in disaster

genre: fluff | idolverse au, mutual pining au, idiots to lovers, brithday au

length: 1k words

pairing: birthday boy!dejun x reader

warnings: profanity

note: thank u to @ezralia-writes​ for looking this over heh

part of my 100 ways to say i love you mini series + repost from my old blog! 

“You can come out now. I know you’re all hiding.” Dejun sighs as he tosses his keys into the bowl by the door.

The dorms stay silent for a moment before a sad whine is heard. Yangyang pops out of his hiding spot and stomps up to Dejun before shooting his dollar store confetti popper into the air above them.

“Dude you couldn’t have even pretended to be surprised?” Yangyang tosses the used container aside and punches Dejun in the arm.

“Hey it’s not my fault you aren’t subtle.” Chuckling, Dejun ruffles Yangyang’s hair making the younger bat his hand away.

“We worked really hard though,” Yangyang pouts. “____ spent so much time trying to get us to function properly and I bought cake and Ten-”

“Wait, ___?” Dejun’s shock isn’t subtle.

“Yup,” You sigh as you stand up from your awkward crouch behind the dorm couch. “Surprise?”

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今月の少女! ¥120,00 ★

True Love

A Jeno fic that’s a part of our Halloween Series!

Summary: You, an employee at an entertainment company, are immune to the charms of their biggest star Lee Jeno.

Pairing: Rockstar! Jeno x female reader

Genre: romance, drama, fantasy, suspense

Warning: alcohol use, smut mention, stalking, manipulation 

Word Count: 4.3k

(A/N: Hiya! I’m so sorry for the delay! It’s been so hectic lol! Thank you so much for your support and patience! Hope you enjoy! And shoutout to Krys for keeping me sane and for all of her love and support. I love you! :D)

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To everyone in the world, Lee Jeno was the epitome of perfection and rock royalty. He was a gifted musician from the very young age of five, having specialized in several instruments in his childhood. However, his heart gravitated to the guitar. He became a trainee at LCF Entertainment and along with four other trainees, they became the world famous rock band, Temptation.

He was ranked in the top 23 in World Magazine’s Sexiest Men Alive this year. He was a walking and talking Adonis with a heartwarming smile.

Jeno was a man of many talents but he certainly didn’t let it get to his head. He was a humanitarian, a UNICEF ambassador, fostered shelter animals, was the proud owner of three cats even though he was allergic, a great family man (funding his siblings’ college tuition and providing for his parents so they could retire early), etc. He did it all and he had it all.

How could anyone be immune to his charms?

People wondered who would be the queen that would reign beside him when he settled down. Frankly, one couldn’t be anything short of a supermodel on the verge of sainthood. So many hopeful contenders were discouraged from pursuing him.

Jeno’s dating life was non-existent, the paparazzi dreaded to inform.

But you were an employee of LCF Entertainment so you knew the truth, as well as the true nature of the famous Lee Jeno. He was basically like any other young man with an inflated ego. He was cocky, a huge flirt when the cameras were off, very picky, and demanding. But no one ever dared speak a word of his true nature to the paparazzi. And you always wondered why. Someone had to bring him down a few pegs.

You were the staff photographer and videographer, in charge of capturing Jeno’s good and “relatable but still unbelievably glamorous” sides. When the camera was on, that was when you felt at ease.

It didn’t help that Jeno liked you either. Although you’d been working with Temptation and the individual members for a few years now, it was only recently that Jeno really was set on it pursuing you.

When you switched off the camera after the recording of Jeno’s backstage vlog, he sat comfortably at his makeup chair and proceeded to ask, “Y/n, will you go out with me now?”

You answered immediately, “No.”

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[04:30] na jaemin + 써 by ideadead

jaemin had tried his best to ignore it. like for real.

whether it be scribbling in his notebook, staring back to his laptop and trying to read the contents from it, playing with the google chrome dinosaur; he has done it all. although none of it made little to no sense anymore—for he always finds himself staring back at you; his head propped on an elbow, eyes laced with nothing but pure adoration.

at this point, he had given up. he’s certain you’ve caught him plenty of times enough for you to give him your attention.

and it seems like it does the trick.

you sigh, you took one of your earphones off before you stare back at him across the table. “jaem, do you need something? you’ve been staring too much.”

you could only wonder why is he doing that other than do his own homework: a thing that is inarguably worthy of his attention than you. 

“do it again.” he said.

“do what, na?”

“sing for me.”

and oh boy, did his heart swell from the sight of your heat-up cheeks and furrowed eyebrows. you’re so damn cute jaemin wants to kiss you on sight.

“what...are you stupid?”

“i probably am, will you sing for me now?”

only you could make his own world stop even if you didn’t meant to. well, although he’s not blaming you–sometimes he just wants to hold you accountable for it.

“was it an akmu song? say, you really know what i like, huh?” a sly smile spread his lips.

he might act stupid around you all the time, but he’s not real dumb. it was small and barely noticeable, however, the fact that he is all ears for you every single time–quite literally–was enough for him to hear it. 

“i wasn’t singing for you!”

gotcha. “so, you were singing!” he said, enthusiasm in his voice evident.

everyday you learn something. today, na jaemin, learned that the person he likes has the lips of an angel. so, his best friend, donghyuck, wasn’t lying when he said that you can actually sing, huh?

holy hell, he’s certain that it would forever be engraved in his mind.

the strings of tones and melodies coming from your lips was enough to put him in reverie. it was lovely, and he wished you’d never stop because jaemin wouldn’t mind getting lost to it.

happy haechan day !!

small edit i did teehee

im so done with tumblr I SWEAR id rather have people dox me in twitter than getting myself embarrassed in front of the whole tumblr community