The Chase Was Amazing! And If It’s Not Too Much Trouble May I Pls Request A Mafia!renjun (fic Or Blurb

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Paranoia Level: J a e m i n 

I don’t know if you’ll see this but if your still doing Drabble requests but if so can I request fluff for jisung where the reader and him have been crushing on each other for a long time but never said anything until their friends finally had enough. I hope this make sense

Close Friend!Jisung x Female Reader

Content: fluff

Disclaimer: None of this writing depicts real life/reality and is strictly a work of fiction.

[7:22 p.m.]

"So, uh—where's Chenle? Have you heard from"—Jisung coughs—"from him?"

Your feet shuffle, kicking against the gravel as you shiver in the cold atmosphere. You really should've known better than to trust what Renjun had to say about the weather; he rarely leaves the apartment. "It's not that cold," he said.

Well, when you see him, you're putting your most-likely-frostbitten-hands on his face.

You heave a shaky breath, observing how white clouds leave your lips. You eye Jisung from head to toe while his tall stature stands a good distance from you. His eyes are glassy from the dry air and his shoulders stick up frozen. You don't have the energy to respond, fishing your phone from your flimsy fall-appropriate jacket to call Renjun.

After a few rings, you hear shuffling before you speak. "Renjun, I swear—"

"Did you tell him, yet?"

"—I'm putting all of your whites with the colors next time I do laund—what?"

He scoffs. "Ignoring that. Anyways, tell him—that you like him?" He says as if it's the most obvious thing ever.

Your gaze flickers to Jisung, who hides half of his face beneath his collar, rocking back and forth on his feet. You turn your back to him while your brows furrow. "This is what it's about? Where the hell is he—Chenle? He was supposed to spend—"

"He's with me."

"What? You guys are grade-A assholes," you hiss. Jisung takes a few steps closer, looking at you with half-concern and half-curiosity. The boiling rage that bubbles inside is almost strong enough to melt the snow, but you contain yourself in front of Jisung.

Chenle promised you two that he'd treat you to dinner, telling you to not bother bringing your wallets. How foolish of you to believe his bluff. The restaurant doesn't allow people to wait inside, putting their greed over decency as the host and staff alike watch you from the warm indoors.

He ordered a ride for you guys and you initially thought: "wow, what a guy." But now, you just want to soak all of his cashmere sleeves in water.

"I swear to fucking God, get us a ride back home or it'll be even worse," you whisper-yell into the phone.

You hear more muffled sounds until a new voice speaks. "Willing to take the risk—you gotta stop with the crushing, it's getting annoying—"

"Chenle, I'll—"

"—call us back when you're done!"

The phone makes a beep, and you put it back into your pocket. Your nose drips and your body shakes like a leaf. Turning around, you find yourself inches away from Jisung, his body bent forward as his doe pupils stare into yours.

You gulp and he does the same. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stand so close," he murmurs under his collar.

What he says goes through one ear and out the other, you're freezing, you're tired; you're aggravated. Your pride is crumbling before you, and you're aching to find warmth anywhere. So you blurt it out; the damage has been done. "Jisung, I like"—a sudden wave of heat engulfs your body—"you?"

Your neck is snug into the crook of his neck, his long arms wrapped around your torso. And even through the layers and layers of clothing, you can sense the faint feeling of his heart pounding.

His body trembles and his ample breathing sits near your shoulder. "I'm just tr—trying to keep you warm. You looked cold..." he trails off.

Your arms wait—as if anticipating for something to interrupt—before wrapping around him, bringing your bodies flush together.

You can't tell, but Jisung squeezes his eyes shut and purses his lips.

"But, I like you... yeah, I like you, too."

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First created: November 2020  |  Last updated: January 2021

Finally! It was long due to make one after being on here for quite a while and have so many fictions that I love and want to read again. Check the warnings to make sure you’ll be comfortable reading it (like gore, blood, mental health, death mention). All smut free, except a pinch of it in a few from what I can recall. 

I finally decided to make a section for shorter oneshots after reading some super good ones (I’ll add more here once I get a chance to, for now here are my favourites).

All Taeyong fictions… I love him so much! Enjoy!

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Word Count: 9.9k

Genre: kind-of-enemies to lovers! fluff? angst? humor? I honestly don’t know how to categorize this

Warnings: vaguely suggestive ending, some minor swearing

A/N: This is my (late) holiday gift for a friend and to you all, I suppose. It’s an enemies-to-lovers but not really, as they’re not really enemies and it’s more passive-aggressive!Mark and very confused!Y/N. To the intended - I love and appreciate you so much; thank you for always supporting me and listening to me ramble about even the most ridiculous ideas <3 If you ever need anything, I hope you know that you can always shoot me a text or DM! Please enjoy c:

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warning(s): expletives

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— 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝.

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    Your vision sweeps the perimeter of the room. Usually, it’s packed to full capacity, but there are only four others here besides you today.

    “The glasses.” Doyoung purses his lips, planting his stare on a startled Jungwoo. “Where are the glasses? I thought I told you to get them?”

    Jungwoo smacks a hand to his mouth, the sound of skin against skin so loud that you wince on his behalf. “It totally slipped my mind. Honest to God. I got sidetracked.” He clasps your—an innocent bystander’s—shoulder with such force that you physically jolt forward. Jungwoo flashes you his signature million dollar smile.“Hey, could you be a dear and help me out? I still haven’t decided what movie we should watch tonight.”

    “Yeah, sure.” You grimace, already turning on your heel, mumbling, “You didn’t have to hit me.”

    “Thanks!” he calls after you. “And sorry!”

    His voice cuts through the hurried chattering between Jaehyun and Johnny which comes into earshot as you step into the kitchen. Their mouths move at the speed of bullet trains and Jaehyun’s hands flutter around his pensive face frantically. Maybe it’s the rose-tinted lenses, but the sight endears you. The slightest of chuckles escapes your lips at his delirium.

    Their bodies seize, their zealous conversation slipping into a steady silence.

    “What’s wrong?” you smirk. “Were you guys talking about me?”

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warnings: swearing, blood, gore

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the second fic in the series in here! another big thank you to @minyusa for doing the header and @nanakyun0j0​ for proofreading, as well as @bumblebeenct. this ended up taking a very different route to what i had planned and i’m still not sure if i like it, but it’s here nonetheless!

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