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RAFAYEL AS YOUR BOYFRIEND (TEXTS)

,, rafayel x gn! reader, established relationship, swearing, etc

,, cumbackk fr 😝 (here's the part 2 i promised, sorr for the delay)

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RAFAYEL AS YOUR BOYFRIEND (TEXTS)

,, rafayel x gn! reader, established relationship, swearing, etc

,, he's such a brat I love him (I think there'll defoo be a part 2)

,,in the first Text sequence, the messages don't get delivered cus the FBI agent is trynna get us laid, evol flipped is love, yes the reader has severe mood swings

GUESS WHO CAME HOME 🥳🥳🥳

⚝ HATE YOU

// CHOI BEOMGYU X GN READER

,,beomgyu witnesses and angry confession, it's up to him what happens next

,,haha, angst (kinda), TXT fic after such a long time, fluff, happy ending, sorta crack?

"It's disgusting how much you invade my mind," they spat out. Beomgyu’s usual teasing grin fell as he looked at their serious and angry face. they huffed, looking away, not daring to stare into his eyes.

"It's like you can't let me live in peace! Every corner of my mind is filled by you and I hate it more that I just can't seem to stop it!" their voice cracked as they confessed to him. they stared into his eyes, now feeling a bit braver. y/n's burning rage was against his cold and icy stare.

"Even now," they scoffed, staring at his unreadable eyes. they just can't seem to understand him or his feelings while they were so readable to him, so vulnerable to him. they hated that fact alone. "Even-... Even now you don't seem to care nor mind about what I've just said!"

Yes. It was humiliating, crying over a guy who would only tease them and push all their buttons to the point they'd explode. It was so embarrassing that they were showing their vulnerable state just for him to stare blankly at them like this. Most of all... they hated themself for even thinking he would have some sort of reaction.

"I- I hate you so much to the point of disgust,"

they took a final glance at his dumb face and then turned around, wiping the tears away. This will be the last time they'll let him walk all over them. This will be the last time they'd let themself think about him. What were they expecting? A pull back to his arms? A romantic scene where he'd confess his feelings as well? That only happens in fiction. Reality is often disappointing.

"I-... Idiot! Come back!" He shouted, running to yn. they spun their heel, seeing that stupid face of his coming closer. they almost wanted to laugh, he never liked running. "How..." yn’s smile dropped, seeing his stance, "Dare," eyes widened, trying to run away, "You!" But they were just a second short.

He tackled them to the ground.

"Agh! That hurts you bitc!-"

"If you hate me, I hate you more! How dare you say those things and think I'd be able to take it all in!?" He shouted, his eyes flared in anger. It was one of those rare rages they had only ever seen once or twice. they gulped, letting him just ramble on. "It's disgusting to you!? Every day to every hour to every second I think of you!" He took a deep breath.

"And I quite enjoy that, okay!? I like thinking about you! I like it so much that I-..." He stopped his words. The two of them sat in front of each other, both unable to speak words.

"Y-You understand, right? What I feel..." He swallowed his saliva. For the first time in their life, they saw his flustered face.

"Only if you say it," they huffed. He opened his mouth, speechless.

"What? No way, you say it first," He insisted. they frowned, shaking their head.

"I initiated this conversation, you should end it nicely!" they reasoned out but he wasn't having any of it.

"Actually you ended it just now, I started this conversation!" He fired back. The two stared at each other before sighing. Silence filled the air as they just stared at each other. He fiddled with his hands while they played with a few strands of their hair.

Maybe they just don't need words. Maybe he could just tug on their hand while they leaned closer. Maybe he just had to glance at their lips to signal to them and maybe they would just have to nod in agreement.

And they kissed without needing words or their endless bickering. They just needed him.

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📱 RAFAYEL AS YOUR BF (TEXTS) [pt2]

Texts between you and your boyfriend- rafayel

💌 SHIRT

Rafayel buys name a shirt which is too tight for their own good, was that Rafayel's intention? Absolutely.

💌 COMPETITION

rafayel and you are fighting for the same position in the company, as a test and to measure your capabilities, you both are assigned to work on a project together whose results will decide your and Rafayel's fate in the company

COMPETITION

RAFAYEL X GN READER (YOU PRNS USED)

,,rafayel and you are fighting for the same position in the company, as a test and to measure your capabilities, you both are assigned to work on a project together whose results will decide your and Rafayel's fate in the company

,,kind of different from my other fics, this is very plot oriented, there is only one scene with actual physical contact, enemies to tolerable colleagues to may be smth? Fluff!!

,,honestly just read, it's cute, yes the banner needed some re touches but a bitch is tired yk ?

The morning sunlight spilled into the office, highlighting the tension in the air as you and Rafayel both eyed each other warily. The receptionist informed you that the decision for the job would be made by the end of the day, and until then, you were stuck together like mismatched puzzle pieces working on a project regarding the ‘HUNTERS’- company’s most recent client.

You scowled at Rafayel, who shot you a smug grin. "wow not even a good luck before we start? Who knew you were such a hard-hearted person”

Rolling your eyes, you shot back, "I'd say 'good luck,' but I'm not sure even luck can help you."

As you begrudgingly settled into your designated workspace, his remarks never ceased to stop. Rafayel couldn't resist making snarky comments about your choice of music, your slow typing speed, the way your glasses hung low on your nose bridge going on and on.

“seriously, I don’t want to hear that from someone who eats kale chips for breakfast,” you finally retaliated, eyes narrowed at him as his hand stopped mid-way on the way to his mouth with the said chip in his hand.

“hey! They’re a fine delicacy unlike your cereal you call breakfast,” he retorted defensively.

There was no use in arguing with this man, you concluded. Instead of collaborating seamlessly, you found yourselves arguing over the best approach, each trying to outshine the other. After countless ideas and rejections, somehow finding a common ground, and you both finalized an outline for the project to follow.

During the break, you both ended up in the office kitchen, glaring at each other across the counter. Rafayel smirked, holding up a bag of kale chips.

"Care for some gourmet snacking, Y/N?"

You scoffed, grabbing a chocolate bar from the shelf. "I'll stick to something edible, thanks."

The end of the break, marked the beginning of the actual start of the project which needed data transferring, spreadsheet making, logo finalizing and what not.

Rafayel leaned over, peering at your spreadsheet. "Are you sure this is organized? It looks like a maze in there."

You shot him a glance. "At least my maze has a treasure at the end, unlike yours, which seems to lead to nowhere."

He chuckled, fingers tapping on the keyboard. "You may have a point. Maybe I'll take a detour through your maze and find that treasure."

You sighed at the remark. “Can you complete the ppt first? It looks like a unicorn came and puked all over it,”

“shut up,”

“fine, but don’t blame me when you’re kicked out of the office,” you say, resuming your work.

At the comment, rafayel turned back around with a pout, tapping and typing away working on the slides once again. As Rafayel leaned back, he ran a hand through his hair, loosening the carefully styled strands. His pout transformed into a satisfied smirk as he glanced at the revised slides.

"There you go, a toned-down unicorn vomit, just for you."

You pretended to inspect it carefully, "thank you for your kind cooperation, your majesty,”

Rafayel chuckled at your mock formality. "You're welcome, my dear subject. It's not every day one gets the honour of witnessing such an act of kindness."

At one point, Rafayel suggested a bold idea for the project, to which you raised an eyebrow. "Oh, because nothing says 'professionalism' like turning our client's logo into a dancing holographic cat. Brilliant."

Rafayel grinned, undeterred. "Hey, clients love surprises! Plus, who wouldn't want a holographic cat?"

You sighed in mock defeat. "Sure, because when I think of a top-tier security company, the first thing that comes to mind is a feline hologram."

As Rafayel clicked through the slides, presenting the ppt to the hiring team, you couldn't shake off the growing sense of embarrassment. The colors were more vibrant than anticipated, and the whimsical fonts seemed to dance across the screen in a chaotic display.

Feeling the weight of the awkward silence, you shot Rafayel a worried glance. To your surprise, he subtly took your hand in his, fingers intertwining in a reassuring grip. It was a quiet gesture, hidden from the prying eyes of the hiring team but felt deeply by you.

Emboldened by the unexpected support, you steadied yourself as Rafayel continued the presentation, his confidence unwavering.

As the presentation concluded, the awkward silence was broken by the head of the team bursting into laughter, followed by the rest of the members. You exchanged a shocked yet relieved look with Rafayel as the laughter echoed through the room.

Rafayel leaned over, his grip on your hand subtly tightening. "Looks like we've left them speechless."

“don’t jinx it!” you whisper yelled.

You were still processing the situation, when the hiring head spoke "Well, that was certainly... unexpected," the head remarked, still chuckling. "You two have managed to bring a unique touch to our usual presentations. Would you like to assist the creative head together?”

As the shared position was announced, Rafayel gave your hand a final reassuring squeeze.

SHIRT

RAFAYEL X GN READER (THEY/THEM)

,,Rafayel buys name a shirt which is too tight for their own good, was that Rafayel's intention? Absolutely.

,,reader addressed as 'name', slightly suggestive, fast paced (?)

,, honestly shitty writing (English is not my first language), I will be posting a love and deepspace masterlist and link my works

"Don't you think this shirt is a bit too tight, Rafayel?" Name questioned, fingers tugging at the fabric. The initial buttons refused to close, while the others barely held on.

Rafayel drew in a breath, shamelessly oogling name's body as his eyes came to a halt on name's peeking collarbone. His hands naturally finding their place at Name's waist.

"Sorry, what were you saying, baby?" he innocently asks, pulling them closer and looking up at them.

Name chuckles, leaning down, hands coming to rest on Rafayel's shoulders. Rafayel's eyes briefly follow their visible cleavage.

Name's fingers entwinein Rafayel's hair, tugging the strands slightly to redirect his gaze. "My eyes are up here, darling."

"m' sorry, baby," he apologized, gently squeezing Name's waist, getting impatient.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" Name accused, connecting the dots- the reason behind why he brought in such a size for them.

Rafayel swallowed, leaning up to bridge the lingering gap, silently asking for their lips to meet his.

"Answer me, Rafayel," Name urged- leaning in.

"just wanted to see you in tight clothing," he confessed, eyes fluttering close while capturing Name's lips without giving them a chance to comment on his unashamed nature.

Their lips met fervently, a collision of Name's body into Rafayel's caused by a mere tug. Rafayel's hands, once on Name's waist, now cradled the back of their head, pulling them closer.

As they part, Name stalls to catch their breath, their hand resting on Rafayel's heaving chest.

"You look hot."

"you planned it from the start, didn't you?" Name teased, a playful smile dancing on their lips.

"I did," Rafayel confessed, pulling them in again.

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RAFAYEL AS YOUR BOYFRIEND (TEXTS) ptdos

,, rafayel x gn! reader, established relationship, swearing, etc

,, he's such a brat I love him (I think there'll defoo be a part 2)

,,in the first Text sequence, the messages don't get delivered cus the FBI agent is trynna get us laid, evol flipped is love, yes the reader has severe mood swings

⚝ Voicemail

// Choi soobin x gender neutral reader

,,wherein you send a voicemail to soobin saying you miss his stupid face and something more along the lines

,,angst maybe(?) Depends on how we view this, enjoy reading though

[Beep]

Soobin, hey, it's me. I know we were never officially together or anything, but I saw that picture you posted on Instagram with him, and it felt like my heart was being carved out of my chest and stomped on, I guess I just needed to say it out loud, or, well, leave it on your voicemail.

I don't even know why I'm bothering you with this. It's not like we were a thing, right? But your smile in that picture… it hit me harder than I thought it would. I guess I got used to the idea of us, even if we never really defined anything. Maybe I just fooled myself into thinking there was something more.

I know it's silly, and I shouldn't be feeling this way, but damn, Soobin, it hurts- so much. And, I- i don't know, I just needed to let you know. I'm not blaming you- never. you're free to do whatever you want. I just didn't expect it to sting like this.

Anyway, sorry for rambling. It's just that my pillow still smells like you, and I miss your stupid face. I guess that's all I wanted to say. Take care, Soobin.

[End of voicemail]

⚝ Are you two a couple?

// beomgyu x gender neutral reader,,

wherein yn and beomgyu when on a walk are interviewed by a nyc couples page,

,,Formatting this was a bit of a task but i hope you all like it!!

It was just another day in the bustling city, and yn and Beomgyu found solace in the routine of their shared walks. The cold air nipped at their noses, but the warmth of their clasped hands kept the winter chill at bay. As they strolled through the usually crowded streets, the city seemed to fade into the background, leaving just the two of them in their own little world.

Meetnyc²ouples: excuse me!..hello? [admin asks noticing a pair’s linked hands] are you two a couple?

Beomgyu: yeah? What [he asks skeptical, his hand never leaving yn’s]

Meetnyc²ouples: are you two a couple?

Beomgyu: yeah why? [he says getting a bit defensive]

Meetnyc²ouples: oh, would you mind telling the quick story of how you two met?

Beomgyu: oh wow! Of course! [he chimed suddenly all sunshine and rainbows then looked back at his partner silently seeking their approval]

Beomgyu: you go for it!

Yn: uh,, we met on a blind date actually, my friend and his friend decided to pit us together and it started from there, The first date was a disaster by the way, he planned to meet at a cheesecake factory?! I mean who does that- like what if I was lactose intolerant? [they comment jokingly]

Beomgyu: hey! I thought it was a very cute little date [Beomgyu pouts trying to pull his hand away]

Meetnyc²ouples: if your first date went a little off track, how’d you two end up together?

Beomgyu: oh yeah, we didn’t talk to each ither for a month after and by that time, our friends gave up on us but ,, it was my final year maybe? [he asks unsure, seeking help from his over]

Yn: yeah, he was in his final year and I was in junior maybe,, he needed a photographer for his thesis project and bugged me for two (2) weeks straight until I gave in, then using his thesis as an excuse, we started to hang out very often.

Beomgyu: also, we didn’t start dating until like what? I graduated? Yeah, and then I was the one who ultimately asked the big question. [he said accusing yn]

Yn: I was going to ask him but he beat me to it, I’ll make sure I’ll be the one to propose first (propose as in engagement in case it is difficult to understand!!) [yn muttered as Beomgyu got shy, crimson enveloping his cheeks and ears]

Yn: awh,, is my baby all shy? [yn coo-ed at their boyfriend who immediately hid away in yn’s embrace]

Meetnyc2ouples: how long have you two been dating?

Yn: eleven and..? [yn trailed off not sure, seeking help from beomgyu]

Beomgyu: and a half [he completes,, way more composed than before]

Yn: right! Eleven and a half, going strong!

Meetnyc²ouples: can I ask what is your favorite thing about each other?

Beomgyu: this is gonna sound real cliché but I think they just get me way better than anyone else I’ve ever met. I mean they truly feel like my soulmate, my best friend, life partner I mean- yeah,, I don’t know how I lived all these years without them honestly [beomgyu’s gaze is overflowing with love as he answers never looking away from yn, while yn looks away from him ears burning]

Yn: my favorite thing about Beomgyu would be his silly little text messages that I used to- and still receive, I think that laid the foundation for our relationship,, although I cant leave out the cheesy pickup lines he still uses.

Meetnyc²ouples: adorable,, what’s your favorite thing to do together?

Yn: probably exactly what you just saw us doing, since we both work and have tight schedules, we try to find time for each other and that, more often than not results in just us walking around the city, exploring new spots, new people,, uh, yeah, I just love the quality time.

Meetnyc²ouples: oh, and before we leave, what are your names?

Beomgyu: they're yn and im Beomgyu

,,I settled on c² because writing meetnyccouples would look kinda odd,, so using my big brain i squared it!! Hence the name meetnyc²ouples— thank you for coming to my Ted talk!

⚝ what can a bartender do?

Drunk Choi Yeonjun finds himself attracted to a specific bartender, what happens when they give in though? tw- drinking, making out, bartender!reader, kinda red flag yj(?), first time writing in 2nd person (you prns used)

It was a coincidence when you and yeonjun first met at the bar, you had just joined in as a bartender- the very first day on this job, Choi yeonjun- their loaded and a regular customer came in.

“Oh? what’s a new face doing here?” he asks taking a seat in front of you, eyes darting inspecting every inch of your body.

“Sir, yeonjun! Glad to see you here, this is our new employee- yn ln; don’t worry too much about it, I’ll send in your regular bartender!” your manager standing along with other employees spoke with a sickeningly sweet tone. Seems like this yeonjun was a big deal.

Yeonjun's eyes remained fixed on you, seemingly uninterested in the replacement. The silence stretched as he pondered for a second too long, making you feel smaller under his scrutinizing gaze. Finally, he let out a sigh before replying.

“no need, let’s see what pretty face here can do tonight” he said, a mischievous smirk latching onto his face  

Taking a deep breath to steady yourself, you approached him with a professional smile. "What can I get you, Mr. Yeonjun?" you asked, your voice steady despite the nervous energy coursing through you.

Yeonjun leaned back against the bar, his gaze never leaving yours. "Surprise me," he replied, a glint of amusement in his eyes.

Undeterred, you concocted a cocktail, carefully selecting ingredients that ypu thought would match his usual preferences. Placing the drink in front of him, you awaited his verdict.

He eyed the drink for a moment before lifting it to take a sip. A subtle smile curved his lips, and he nodded in approval. "Not bad, Y/N. Maybe you're not just a pretty face after all," he remarked, a playful edge in his voice.

//

As the night wore on, Yeonjun found himself on the tipsier side of intoxication. His usual charismatic charm had given way to a more carefree demeanor, and it was evident that he had reached his limit. Concerned for his well-being, you decided it to guide him to a more private and comfortable space.

"Yeonjun-ssi, I think it's best if you take a break in one of our private rooms. It'll be quieter, and you can relax there," you suggested, offering him a steadying hand.

With a lopsided grin, Yeonjun agreed, allowing you to lead him to one of the bar's secluded rooms. The door closed behind you, muffling the sounds of the lively bar. The room was dimly lit, with a soft ambiance that contrasted with the bustling energy outside.

"Wait here for a moment, Yeonjun-ssi. I'll make sure you have everything you need," you said, moving around the room to diming the lighting and make it cozier. There was a small couch against one wall, adorned with plush cushions, providing a comfortable spot for Yeonjun.

As you turned to check on him, you found Yeonjun lounging on the couch, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "What's the occasion, yn? Bringing me to a private room... feels a bit intimate, don't you think?" he teased, a playful smirk on his lips.

You chuckled, trying to maintain professionalism, "Just making sure you're comfortable, Yeonjun-ssi. Is there anything specific you need?"

Yeonjun's gaze lingered on you, his expression shifting to a more sincere one. "Just your company would be perfect, yn."

As you moved about the room, adjusting the ambiance, Yeonjun decided to stretch out, his gaze following your every move. Just as you were about to turn away, the unexpected weight of Yeonjun's intoxicated state took you by surprise. Unprepared for the sudden burden, you stumbled backward, arms flailing.

With a quick reflex, Yeonjun smoothly caught you, his hands gripping your shoulders. The room seemed to spin for a moment as you found yourself pressed against the wall. Yeonjun's strong presence enveloped you, and you could feel the warmth of his touch on your skin.

"Careful there, yn," he chuckled, the playful glint returning to his eyes. However, something shifted between you two in that fleeting moment – something unspoken lingered in the air.

As you regained your balance, there was a palpable tension, a silent acknowledgment of the closeness that had unexpectedly blossomed. Yeonjun, with a smirk, let his hands linger on your shoulders for a moment longer than necessary. The air crackled with a subtle energy as his gaze bore into yours.

In that charged moment, Yeonjun's expression changed, and his playful demeanor gave way to something more intense. Almost instinctively, he brought both hands to the wall on either side of your face, effectively trapping you.

The sudden closeness made your breath hitch, and as you looked up at him, something flickered between you two. The dim light cast a shadow over his features, accentuating the mystery in his eyes. Yeonjun, almost imperceptibly, leaned in, the distance between your lips narrowing.

However, you halted him with a hand placed gently on his chest, eyes averted. The playful atmosphere shifted to one of unspoken tension. "Yeonjun-ssi," you murmured, the vulnerability in your voice contrasting with the charged air. The moment hung suspended a delicate distance between desire and restraint.

//

Yet here you were, lost in the warmth of his kisses, the very person you had resisted just a few weeks ago. How did you find yourself entangled in his embrace? The questions lingered, but in the heat of the moment, you dared not challenge the allure that Choi Yeonjun had cast upon you.

With every harsh pull of his lips against yours, the firm yet tender pull of your waist into his embrace, and the low, appreciative groans that escaped him with every tug on his hair, you let him get you more and more. None of it made sense and perhaps, you didn’t want it to make sense either.

Maybe just for this night, you’d let yourself have him.

“please..” he pleaded, as you moved along his jaw, littering kisses all over him, devouring him whole.

You continued to trail kisses along his jawline, savoring the taste of the forbidden moment. The air crackled with tension, desire woven into the fabric of the dimly lit room. His half-lidded eyes and slightly parted lips begged for more.

"What are you pleading for, Yeonjun?" you asked, pulling back for a moment to lock eyes with him. His gaze, intense and filled with a mixture of emotions, met yours with a raw honesty that struck a chord within you.

His response came as a breathy exhale, a plea wrapped in the simplicity of his request. "Mm, dunno. Please, just continue."

And that you did.

a/n: ahhh i love him sm!! i just want to gobble him up entirely

LITTLE MORE

Synopsis- yn boasting their relationship with yj on twt, their frnd grp getting pissed off on the tl (time line)

Warnings- fluff, cursing (as usual), slight taebin at the end, fully smau

All the photos are taken frm twt,, fin~

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LITTLE MORE

Synopsis- yn boasting their relationship with yj on twt, their frnd grp getting pissed off on the tl (time line)

Warnings- fluff, cursing (as usual), slight taebin at the end, fully smau

All the photos are taken frm twt,, part 3

Back. m.list

LITTLE MORE

Synopsis- yn boasting their relationship with yj on twt, their frnd grp getting pissed off on the tl (time line)

Warnings- fluff, cursing (as usual), slight taebin at the end, fully smau

All the photos are taken frm twt,, part 2

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⚝ LITTLE MORE

This is a mini 3-4 part yeonjun x gn! Reader series of something I thought on the spot!!

Note- yn and the txt grp are already close, this is an established relationship, set in uni, reader has a cat named fifi (who will almost always be present in my smau's!!

Synopsis- yn boasting their relationship with yj on twt, their frnd grp getting pissed off on the tl (time line)

Warnings- fluff, cursing (as usual), taebin at the end, fully smau

All the photos are taken frm twt!!

Part 1: thread 🧵

Part 2: meeting the parents + more

Part 3: i love my bf + more

Extras: posts that i forgot to add 😭/ didn't hv space for

⚝ NEVER MINE TO BEGIN WITH

Synopsis- yn loves yeonjun who is unable to reciprocate yn's love, because yeonjun is still in love with his past lover who now, lives among the stars

Warnings- angst, complicated writing

Yn was handed a broken heart, which would never belong to him.

Married off to mend the shattered pieces of a heart that were never his. The vows spoken, the promises made, were like heavy chains binding him to a reality where he was a passenger, not the captain of his own destiny. The love he harbored for yeonjun, his chosen one, was a flame that flickered against the gusts of life's harsh winds, refusing to be extinguished.

In the shared spaces of his abode, yn discovered very early on that devotion alone to his lover, wasn’t able to bridge the gap that had formulated in between them. The echoes of his efforts reverberated back to him, a reminder that love, despite being genuine, isn’t always reciprocated.

Yn had always almost been there- yn had always almost never been enough though.

People often say, that to die while loving is glorious- is the epitome of true love! but is it truly? Yn asks himself shielding his fragile heart from constant winds of barren lands of love; envious of yeonjun’s object of love that had stolen each and every piece of affection from yn even after years of passing away.

“I love you, yeonjun,” yn offers to his husband- his loved one, but the only thing echoes back is his own words. Yeonjun brakes free from yn’s hold, and yn’s resolve to love yeonjun for eternity breaks a little. Chipping away at the edges of his heart like fragile porcelain, leaving behind hairline fractures that whispered of the silent agony he endured.

Afterall, yeonjun's love was never his to begin with.

ANNOUNCEMENT 📢

Firstly, I'm working on a new yr fic, which will be angsty (written)

Secondly, I think I'm going to stop the DRAW THE CURTAINS AU for a while, cause I have been getting no motivation for it + my finals are coming up in Feb so I'm studying for them.

I will be posting small fics or like the short smaus I do for fun!

Hope you've all had a great year and will be blessed with an even greater year!!

⚝ CHOI LINE AS DOORDASHIANS

@/gyumibear had made a TXT doordash au way before I did please go read it as well linked here!

TXT Choi line x gn! Reader (except for one chat where yj calls you 'who's a hungry boy')

SYNOPSIS- texts between your dashers and you

WARNINGS-slight cursing

⚝ LIFE SUPPORT

Synopsis- yn sends daily messages to this unknown, inactive number cause of habit, one day all their messages get seen. Even yn is bewildered at what happens next.

Choi beomgyu x gn! Reader

Warnings- cursing(?), humour, mentions of almost death.

Part 1.

⚝ LIFE SUPPORT

Synopsis- yn sends daily messages to this unknown, inactive number cause of habit, one day all their messages get seen. Even yn is bewildered at what happens next.

Choi beomgyu x gn! Reader

Warnings- cursing(?), humour, mentions of almost death.

Part 2.

DRAW THE CURTAINS —

2.FIFI MISSED YOU master.list

“Where are we going?” yn cuts through the silence.

“park around the corner” Taehyun replies matching yn’s bitchy tone.

The park around the corner revealed itself as a serene oasis amidst the urban hustle. Taehyun parked the car, the engine’s hum dissipating into the rustling leaves and distant city sounds. Yn stepped out, Fifi nestled securely in his arms.

The pair settle down beside each other in silence not knowing how to break the ice. Silence drapes over them once again, making taehyun let out a sigh then another and another-

“Will you stop sighing?” yn snaps, irritated.

“this is exactly what we need to avoid, your bitchy behavior” taehyun says poking a finger at yn.

“Stop changing the topic, you know damn well if you weren’t sighing like- 5 times a second I wouldn’t have said something” yn stands his ground.

“fine then, let’s make a deal you tone down your attitude and I’ll stop being a sighing machine” yn gazes at him skeptically, contemplating for a moment.

“add your sarcastic comments as well” yn remarked.

Silence envelopes once again on mutual understanding, only when Fifi leaves yn’s lap and makes her way to taehyun’s it is broken.

“Fifi no!” yn says exasperated at the betrayal.

“hi Fifi, I missed you!” taehyun coo’s at her holding her front paws in his own hands.

Fifi let’s out several mew’s kneading at the puffy fabric of taehyun’s coat. A smile plays on Taehyun’s face as he enjoys the unexpected attention from Fifi. Yn, caught between irritation and amusement, watches the scene unfold with a mix of exasperation and a begrudging smile.

”Looks like someone missed me more,” Taehyun teases, his fingers gently tousling Fifi’s fur. The playful banter, though lighthearted, carries a subtle undercurrent of their shared history.

Yn, trying to conceal a smile, retorts, “She’s just easily distracted. Don’t let it get to your head.”

Taehyun picks up the call after a loud ring, placing it near his ear as he picks up Fifi along with him and walks away to attend the call.

Yn sits patiently at the bench.

“Yes, mom?” taehyun asks immediately after he picks up the call.

“Hyunnie, where are you? I made dinner! come home quick” the elderly lady points out.

Taehyun falls silent for a while contemplating wether he should disclose that he’s with yn or keep it a secret. Fifi helps him out, a loud mewl going to the other side.

“is that Fifi?” mrs. Kang asks taehyun. “is yn with you then?” she continues.

“mhm, it is fifi, yn is also here” taehyun confirms looking back at yn who raised a brow questioningly.

“wonderful! Ask him to tag along, I made food enough for every one” she says to her son.

“mom, I don’t think he’ll come with, Fifi is a bit cold. I’ll drop them home and come right away” taehyun lies assuming yn wouldn’t agree either way.

“Oh! Tell yn to take care of Fifi then” mrs. Kang utters worried.

“yes.”

As taehyun walks back to yn, he finds yn shivering in the cold. Fifi having completed her impromptu mission with taehyun jumps back into yn’s arms.

“Mom invited Fifi and you to dinner” taehyun informs.

Yn asks without lifting his gaze- “mhm, what’d you say?”

“said that Fifi was cold and I’ll drop you both home instead”

Yn finally turns his gaze to match Taehyun who stood exactly in front of him. “then let’s do that” yn says with a tilt of his head.

“Alright let’s get you both home then. Mom will understand” Taehyun says offering a hand.

Yn’s gaze shifts from Taehyun to his extended hand them back again at Taehyun. Ignoring the ‘kind’ gesture, yn makes his way ahead still salty about their falling out.

Taehyun presses his tongue against his cheek as he follows yn back to his car. Hands finding their way back to his pockets.

The ride home was quiet, albeit too quiet for yn. As they neared yn’s apartment neither of them broke the silence.

“Well I’ll take my leave, thanks for the ride” yn said to taehyun as he stepped out of the car. Taehyun gave a silent nod Waiting for yn to step inside the house.

He saw as yn fumbled with the keys in one hand and Fifi in another until finally the door opened and yn disappeared behind the closed door.

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Synopsis- Taehyun's dad who adores yn, invites him to come to a Paris trip along with the kang's. Assuming he was joking, yn goes along with it ultimately making himself a part of their family trip.

But what taehyun's parents don't know is that yn and taehyun broke up long ago.

Now, in order to not sully the mood, they both agree to fake date until the end of their trip. But what happens next?

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Taehyun pulled up to yn’s apartment at 6:45, exactly 15 minutes before the designated time. The sun had already fallen as the cold air breezed outside. Taehyun didn’t mind waiting till 7, not at all.

He turns up the heater, feeling rather cold suddenly. A song plays on the radio, while taehyun tunes out resting his eyes for a nap, might as well catch up on sleep.

Yn on the other hand in the comfort of his home, plays with his little cat- fifi, who looked as if she’d fall asleep any moment.

Although yn would love for his kitty to rest, that was simply not allowed- don’t get him wrong, he isn’t letting fifi fall asleep for her own good. If he let her succumb to slumber now, fifi would roam all around the house throughout the night. Not sleeping herself as well as not letting her parent get a wink of sleep as well.

“Fifi! Get up” yn says hushed, not wanting to scare the baby with loud noises.

Little green eyes, blink open as fifi walks right into yn’s hand seeking warmth. Yn screams internally at fifi’s cute antics then proceeds to dress her up and warm sweater he and taehyun had brought when they were together.

Yn’s face dims at the thought. Fifi let’s out a mewl dragging yn’s attention to herself as she cuddles up to yn’s thumb.

HONK-

Flinching at the sudden sound, Yn looks at the time and rushes out with fifi, holding her close to his chest.

Taehyun unlocks the passenger seat door lock and let’s yn in.

“you’re late” taehyun comments, refusing to look at yn.

“By fucking 3 minutes? Next time just text me when you get here. You know, how scared Fifi got when you honked out of nowhere?” yn replies, caressing fifi’s Mane.

Taehyun, unaware of the fact that yn decided to bring Fifi along, turns sour.

“Why’d you bring her? You know how cold it is” taehyun says stern.

Yn could barely control himself from rolling his eyes at the man.

“I don’t think you know but Fifi lives with me, I’ll decide whether to leave her alone or bring her along” yn voiced.

Taehyun winced at the forceful impact of Yn's words, a stark reminder that they were no longer together. The realization cut deep, highlighting the transformation in Yn—from the carefree and joyful person he once knew to the current stern and distant version.

Throughout the rest of the drive, silence falls over. Not the comfortable kind, but the irritable and uncomfortable kind. Taehyun locks his gaze to the road driving to a nearby park while yn watched the scenery pass by, letting fifi bite his fingers.

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Synopsis- Taehyun's dad who adores yn, invites him to come to a Paris trip along with the kang's. Assuming he was joking, yn goes along with it ultimately making himself a part of their family trip.

But what taehyun's parents don't know is that yn and taehyun broke up long ago.

Now, in order to not sully the mood, they both agree to fake date until the end of their trip. But what happens next?

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| fake dating au | kang taehyun x reader | occasional smau+written | exes to lovers (?) |

Taehyun's dad who adores yn, invites him to come to a Paris trip along with the kang's. Assuming he was joking, yn goes along with it ultimately making himself a part of their family trip.

But what taehyun's parents don't know is that yn and taehyun broke up long ago.

Now, in order to not sully the mood, they both agree to fake date until the end of their trip. But what happens next?

Warnings- cursing a ton, timestamps are of no use, (adding more as we progress), romanized Korean (eomma, appa), mild sexual themes later on, bad writing in certain parts

Featuring- Whole TXT, other idols on various occasions (rarely), kang family (mom and dad)

Lights, camera, action !

1. Appa what

2. Fifi missed you

3. Coffee??

4. tba

5. tba

Working on a Christmas gift for you guys hope y'all like it <3

⚝ REVERIE?

College students soobin and yn move into an apartment together who are unaware of each other's existence

900+ words

In the second year of university, yn shifted from his on-campus dormitory to a shared apartment. Being a busy university student who worked two jobs to sustain himself wasn’t easy as it sounds on paper letting him have no chance to greet his roommate properly.

Yn composes himself and marches away to their shared living room for a movie marathon his only solace for the night. On the way, yn notices the other bedroom’s light still up. Looking for something anew, makes his way over.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

The door opens to his supposed roommate- ‘Soobin, that was his name, right?’ yn wonders. Soobin was tall and with those thick rimmed glasses, bangs just above his eyes and headphones that hung around his neck- god he looked absolutely delicious. ‘what the hell is wrong with you yn, you just met this guy!’ yn internally screamed at himself.

“hello…?” Soobin asked confused why yn was at his room this late.

“oh uhm- yeah, I am going to have a movie marathon tonight and thought that I could invite you as well. Since you know, we haven’t really got to know each other as roommates” yn mutters out embarrassed.

Soobin on the other hand patiently watched the man trying to explain himself with an amused smile growing more and more with each second passing. Soobin pretends to think for a second too long, he agrees when yn looks at him with hopeful eyes, unable to refuse the offer.

“sure, ill be there in 5 though” he says shutting the door leaving a giddy yn alone with his own thoughts.

Unknowingly a grin finds its way to yn’s lips as he prepares snacks for his company, switches the lights off and choosing their very first film of the night. Yn sits back on the shared couch, waiting for Soobin. The side of the couch dips slightly as Soobin settles beside yn.

“you don’t need your glasses?” yn asks after examining soobin’s illuminated figure.

“mhm, people say I look much better without my glasses” Soobin replies, raking fingers through his hair.

“really? I thought they looked much better on you” yn passes a comment without a thought.

Soobin’s eyes find yn’s as if questioning the authenticity of his words. Yn suddenly feels small under his gaze and looks away.

“did I say something wrong?” yn asks eyes averted.

Soobin's amused smile returned, and he shook his head. "No, not at all. It's just... no one has ever said that before. Most people think I look unapproachable with glasses."

Yn felt a mix of relief and curiosity at Soobin's response. "Well, I guess I have a knack for seeing things differently. Besides, glasses or not, you seem approachable to me."

Soobin's eyebrows raised slightly, and a genuine smile played on his lips. "I appreciate that. It's refreshing to hear a different perspective."

They both fell silent focusing on the movie being played or at least yn tried. Yn often found himself stealing glances at the latter.

Soobin, who was well aware of yn’s eyes on him turned to face yn. Yn was caught red handed, his eyes slightly widened when Soobin directly saw through him. This time, instead of looking away, yn met Soobin's gaze with a sheepish grin. There was a moment of shared amusement, an unspoken acknowledgment that dispelled any lingering tension.

Soobin chuckled, "Caught in the act, huh?"

Yn laughed, unable to deny the obvious. "Guilty as charged. I guess I'm not very subtle."

Soobin leaned back on the couch, his smile never fading. "No need to be subtle. I mean I am handsome who wouldn't want to look?"

Yn couldn't help but burst into laughter at Soobin's playful remark. "Confident, aren't we?"

Soobin shrugged with a mock-serious expression. "Well, it's a fact. I can't blame you for appreciating the view."

Yn gazed at soobin again for a second too long before focusing back on the movie which was left forgotten long ago.

As the night progressed, the television played movies after movies, the pair occasionally sharing their opinion on certain parts of the movie- constructive criticism perhaps. Tiredness of day caught up to the two when they both released a yawn. Soobin snuggled his body with yn leaning on the latter for support.

Warmth was welcomed by yn when he rested his head on top of the other’s. The soft glow of the TV illuminated their faces, casting a warm and intimate ambiance. Yn couldn't help but appreciate the unexpected turn the night had taken. What started as a simple movie night had evolved into a genuine connection, and now, they found themselves not only sharing laughs but also moments of quiet companionship.

As the next movie started playing, Yn felt a subtle shift. Soobin's breathing became slow and steady, indicating that the weariness had finally caught up with him. Yn, too, felt the gentle pull of sleep tugging at his consciousness. The combination of the cozy atmosphere and Soobin's presence provided a sense of tranquility that was hard to resist.

Soobin, nestled comfortably against Yn, murmured in a half-asleep state, "This is nice."

Yn smiled, his own eyes growing heavy. "Yeah, it is."

The movie played on, but the characters on the screen became a mere backdrop to the peaceful scene unfolding on the couch. Yn, succumbing to the drowsiness, let his eyes close slowly. Soobin, already on the verge of sleep, remained nestled against Yn's side.

LISTED HERE ARE ALL THE UP TO DATE LINKS TO MY WORKS !

🫧- SMAU 💌- WRITTEN

⚝ TOMORROW X TOGETHER ↴

↯ YEONJUN

💌 PRINCE?

Commoner yn helps his prince to hide from guards in the process something blossoms in between

💌 NEVER MINE TO BEGIN WITH

yn loves yeonjun who is unable to reciprocate yn's love, because yeonjun is still in love with his past lover who now, lives among the stars

🫧 LITTLE MORE

yn boasting their relationship with yj on twt, their frnd grp getting pissed off on the tl (time line)

💌 WHAT CAN A BARTENDER DO?

Drunk Choi Yeonjun finds himself attracted to a specific bartender, what happens when they give in though?

↯ SOOBIN

💌 VOICEMAIL

wherein you send a voicemail to soobin saying you miss his stupid face and something more along the lines

💌 REVERIE?

College students soobin and yn move into an apartment together who are unaware of each other's existence

↯ BEOMGYU

💌 LOVE?

An artist who used to paint his muse, answers the questions of a curious journalist

🫧 LIFE SUPPORT

Synopsis- yn sends daily messages to this unknown, inactive number cause of habit, one day all their messages get seen. Even yn is bewildered at what happens next

💌 ARE YOU TWO A COUPLE?

wherein yn and beomgyu when on a walk are interviewed by a nyc couples page,

💌 HATE YOU

beomgyu witnesses and angry confession, it's up to him what happens next

↯ TAEHYUN

🫧 DRAW THE CURTAINS

Taehyun's dad who adores yn, invites him to come to a Paris trip along with the kang's. Assuming he was joking, yn goes along with it ultimately making himself a part of their family trip.

But what taehyun's parents don't know is that yn and taehyun broke up long ago.

Now, in order to not sully the mood, they both agree to fake date until the end of their trip. But what happens next?

↯ HUENING KAI

Work in progress...

↯ OT5 / SEPARATE LINES

🫧 DOORDASHIANS

Synopsis- texts between your dashers and you

8een, he/they, enfj, cancer

TOMORROW X TOGETHER: rockstar minus the star ⭐

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE: will they meet in the stars again? 💫

Reqs- open ! (male/gn! only)