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what you do to me

✩ yangyang x reader | fluff | friends to lovers | 1.1k 

SUMMARY ⇾ when you come over to check-up on a sick yangyang, he confesses his feelings for you. WARNINGS ⇾ swearing; usage, mentions, and jokes of prescription drugs and medicine; mentions of drinking, dejun is irresponsible and gives too many meds to yangyang RATING ⇾ teen+ TAGLIST ⇾ @infnteen​​ REQ BY ⇾ anonymous (informally) PROMPT ⇾ friends to lovers + yangyang is sick and clingy

Gently opening the bedroom door open, you’re greeted by the sight of Yangyang bundled up under the covers beside his mountain of stuffed animals. He raises his head slightly from the pillow, blinking hazily with a goofy smile towards your direction.

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˗ˏˋ〘 4:13 PM 〙´ˎ˗

neither of you and bestfriend!haechan know how you got into this situation. it was all just a simple movie night. you were just quietly watching the characters share their first kiss with each other after an hour of drama and chaos.

and now you’re here, pinned down on the bed by none other than donghyuck, your best friend of almost ten years. his face was just inches from yours, gaze burning into your eyes and it made your heart pound like crazy. you inhaled sharply, just one move and your lips could meet any second.

“h-hyuck, what-?” you mentally punched yourself in the face for stuttering. your voice made him snap out of his trance. you were just so beautiful under him that it distracted him, making him forget what he’s doing to you in the first place.

he gives you a soft grin, hand gradually caressing your cheek as his eyes never left yours while his other hand is placed on your waist.

“you see that?” he points at the paused screen where the two characters just kissed. “i want that to be us.”

shock evidently crossed your face and hyuck couldn’t help but laugh at your reaction. despite the fear of being rejected and possibly ruining your friendship, he still managed to show that he’s confident with what he’s doing.

you didn’t say a word and hyuck would be lying if he said your silent state didn’t make him anxious. but it soon faded away when he felt your lips pressed against his but it felt empty once again when you pulled away.

you were screaming inside. you did not just do that. but you couldn’t help it. you were waiting for this to happen and you couldn’t miss the opportunity. you acted without thinking what it could do to the both of you, to your friendship.

it lasted for less than two seconds. in other words, it was just a peck. but he was able to feel how soft your lips were and it was driving him crazy. at this point, he was craving for it.

he crashes his lips onto yours, feeling your soft lips once again. the kiss was rough yet so incredibly gentle at the same time. you don’t know how he does it but you weren’t complaining any longer.

your arms wrap around his neck, loving the warmth. it made you feel at home. it made you feel loved. it made you feel as if you were in the arms of the right person.

seconds later, he pulls away. you whine, already missing his touch and he chuckles.

“i didn’t know you like me this much.”

“shut up and just kiss me, you asshole.”

© oursunhyuck

baby don’t stop x be natural

(can this collab please happen)

𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 - lee taeyong. for @lebrookestore || love letters pt.1

type: enemies to lovers!au, highschool!au, childhood friends!au

synopsis: the door closes. a click. a turn of a key in the lock. and you’re locked in the storeroom with lee taeyong, your sworn enemy of… how many years again?

taglist: @lebrookestore ; send a dm or an ask to be added to the taglist for love letters.

wc: 1k

“what?” you hiss angrily at your classmate, who’s currently trying to shove a box of gym equipment into your hands forcefully.

“oh, come on. i’m asking you to go and return the stuff with taeyong— it’s not like i’m asking you to marry him!” doyoung rolls his eyes, flashing the prefect badge pinned to the front of his robes at you, “besides, i have prefect duty. fair you well, my lady y/n!”

“i hate him and we both know it!” he doesn’t even turn at the sound of your voice, merely jogging over to join donghyuck outside the gym and walking away together.

fine. fine, you should’ve known from the beginning that he wouldn’t be a good friend. sighing, you pick the box up and set off towards the PE storeroom, totally looking forward to crossing paths with lee taeyong.

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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."

neptune’s atlantis.

Never underestimate a lady.

pairing :: jung jaehyun x reader genre :: fluff, action / pirate au word count :: 3,099 words warnings :: mentions of blood author’s note :: due to @winetae asking me for a jaehyun fic for months and then a pirate au last night, this finally happened. my knowledge of pirates is limited to peter pan and potc, so this is not historically accurate ↳ originally titled: “argh ye a fine swashbucklin’ lad” / “the jeffery roger”

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You're so beautiful, and don't you know it. You make art look so plain, i hope you know how beautiful you are.

ive had my second masterlist of masterlist in my draft since december but im so busy and i havent had the time to complete the list :(

1. mixed feelings about the kep1er lineup

2. someone make a petition to change the fucking name cuz i wont be stanning a group called kep1er

3. jungwoo

okay thats it have a great night people

yo anybody wanma be mutuals or friends? im an nctzen, she/her and like im rly lonely JSJDJSKSJ

im in the kpop fandom, slowly going into the anime fandom, but i watch lots of random sh1t in yt so i prob know half of the fandoms that exist in this world

anw if youre not creepy hmu yehet