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❤ about me i mainly stan riize right now, but i also like zb1, boynextdoor, aespa, enhypen, p1harmony, … and more! you can talk to me about any group you like ♥

my bias are eunseok and wonbin!

also! i love to interact with people, so if you have any thought about anything or just want to ask me something, please do! i would love to talk to u and make some friends ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

❤ about my writting... for now i will only be writting for riize, and also i write for the 7 members! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ so this is not a safe place for ot6

english is not my first language, so sorry if my works have any mistakes :p i usually write them first in spanish and then translate it to english with chatgpt

i write scenarios, reactions, one shots and fake texts for now, but i can try other things :p for the genres i mainly write fluff,angst and crack. im not very confident with smut and suggestive but sometimes i try to write something

i take requests! for ot7 but also for individual members ♥ if you have a very very very very specific scenario or reaction I like to write it more of a specific member

i'm in college rn so i try to be active and upload one work a day or every two days. but please be patient with the requests! (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡

⭑.ᐟ shotaro

When you found out that Shotaro was sick, you went to his house as fast as you could after work. He had always been so dedicated to you and taken care of you all the time, so taking care of him was the least you could do for him in that moment. When he saw you at his door, he was surprised, and he told you several times that you didn’t need to take care of him. But even so, you didn’t want to leave him alone, you wanted to take care of him. You stayed at his place the whole night, helping him and bringing him everything he needed, just the way he would’ve done if you were the one who was sick.

⭑.ᐟ eunseok

I feel like Eunseok can be a little dramatic when he’s sick, so he’d ask you to bring him everything, even the things that are less than a meter away from him. Even if he doesn’t show it at first, he’d act like a baby, wanting you to take care of him every second (and you would).

⭑.ᐟ sungchan

When Sungchan is sick, the only thing he needs is to stay in bed with you all day, cuddling. He’d tell you it’s his way of recharging his energy and healing faster. And even though he shouldn’t (so he doesn’t get you sick), he’d be giving you kisses all the time… In the end, you’d end up sick too, but you wouldn’t mind.

⭑.ᐟ wonbin

Wonbin is literally a baby, and when he’s sick, he acts like one (plus he’s a little dramatic about it). The moment he starts feeling even a little unwell, he’d already be asking you to come over and take care of him. And who are you to say no to your pretty, cute boyfriend?

⭑.ᐟ seunghan

When you found out Seunghan was sick, you didn’t hesitate for a second to go to his place and spend the whole day with him, watching shows and movies on his couch, and most importantly, cuddling for hours. You’d be keeping an eye on him to see if his fever went up or if he needed to take medicine, because he’d completely forget about it. He’d be too happy just having you by his side.

⭑.ᐟ sohee

Sohee would indirectly ask you to come over to take care of him by sending you a picture of the thermometer showing he has a fever, since he doesn’t like asking you directly. You know him well by now, so of course you’d go spend a few days with him, playing whatever video games he asks you to and making him all the meals he wants. Also, the way Sohee acts when he’s sick is something very few people get to see, he’d want to be glued to you all the time, wrapping his arms around you every chance he gets.

⭑.ᐟ anton

Anton would try to keep it a secret from you that he’s sick, because he doesn’t want to feel like a burden. But eventually, you’d find out. Obviously, you’d go to his place to help him with whatever he needs and spoil him even more than usual. But Anton would insist that he can handle it alone and that you don’t need to stay with him (though deep down, he couldn’t be more grateful). I imagine at some point he’d end up falling asleep on your lap from how tired he is while you gently stroke his hair (AAAA).

wonbin

You and Wonbin hadn’t seen each other for a long time since you broke up. That’s why when you ran into him at the supermarket near your house, neither of you knew quite how to react. You both looked at each other from afar, unsure whether to ignore each other or go say hello, until Wonbin took the initiative and approached you. When you saw that his basket only had bottles of alcohol, you got worried and asked him if he was doing okay.

After a brief chat, you both decided to go to your place to catch up on your lives. Neither of you knew it would end the way it did. After opening one of the bottles Wonbin had bought, the atmosphere slowly warmed up, and eventually, you ended up in bed together.

The next morning, you woke up first, feeling how he was hugging your body. You stared silently at his face, brushing his hair slightly while wondering if maybe this could be the start of a second chance for both of you. As he felt your touch, Wonbin started waking up slowly, looking at you with that sweet smile you had missed so much. But it didn’t last long. After a few seconds, Wonbin let go of you, cleared his throat, and shifted awkwardly on the bed, acting suspiciously.

“Good morning,” you said with a smile, thinking he was just surprised to find you next to him.

“Good morning,” he replied without looking at you, grabbing his phone to check the time. Before he turned the screen off, you noticed he had many missed calls, which struck you as odd. “Ah… it’s really late, I should go,” he muttered as he quickly got up and grabbed his clothes.

“Aren’t you staying for breakfast? I could make the pancakes you used to love—”

“I have to go, y/n. I shouldn’t be here…”

“What? Why shouldn’t you…?”

Once he was fully dressed, Wonbin stayed silent for a few seconds, debating whether he should answer that question. “I… Uh… Actually, I’m seeing someone else… This was just a mistake… we had a fight yesterday, and after drinking everything got blurry and…”

“Stop,” you cut him off with a trembling voice, not wanting to hear any more. “Just… go. Leave now!” you shouted.

seunghan

You hated how Seunghan knew perfectly well that you wouldn’t be able to say no to him. He knew that deep down, you still had feelings for him, and that he would always be your first choice, no matter what.

“Can you come to my place? I need someone to hold me…” That was the message he sent you, and of course, you went to see the ex who had hurt you so much. When you arrived, you talked for a few minutes, Seunghan explaining how bad he had been feeling, how much he missed you, and how lonely he felt without someone always by his side. And as usual, you fell into his trap, ending up where you always did: in his bed.

Everything went well — better than it should have. All those kisses and caresses gave you the false hope that maybe Seunghan wanted to get back with you. Because even though you knew it was a bad idea, he knew you’d always say yes. But of course, that wasn’t the case.

The next morning, you woke up hearing Seunghan moving in the bed, grabbing his underwear and putting it on as he tried to leave the room. That was the usual routine: whenever he called you and you stayed at his place, the next morning he would vanish, saying he had things to do, and then you wouldn’t see him for a long time. But not this time — this time you wanted to know what he really wanted from you.

“Where are you going?” you asked, making Seunghan jump slightly, probably startled by your voice, which he hadn’t expected.

“Huh? Oh… I have stuff to do, but you can sleep more if you want… I won’t be back until tonight so you can leave whenever…”

“What stuff? Meeting your friends? Seeing another girl and doing the same to her?”

“Doing the same? What are you talking about, y/n?” His voice tried to sound calm, but you could hear the discomfort in it.

You sat up in bed, the sheet still partly covering you. “This, Seunghan. What you do every time. You call me when you feel like it, we spend the night together, and then you disappear. You don’t text me, you don’t call. I don’t even know if I’m anything more to you or just your weekend distraction.”

“It’s not that… it’s not that simple.”

“Then explain it,” you interrupted. “Make it simple. What am I to you, Seunghan? What do you want from me?”

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence. Seunghan swallowed hard, ran a hand down his neck, and finally looked you in the eyes. “Y/n… I didn’t plan for this to happen like this. You know we can’t be in a relationship again, you know how things go between us…”

“Then why can’t you let me go? You know perfectly well that I can’t… You know how I feel every time I see you and this happens. Why won’t you let me go?” Your voice trembled as you stared into Seunghan’s eyes.

“Y/n… I can’t give you what you need… and you know that, but… I don’t want to lose you either.”

sohee

You had missed those moments with Sohee — being cuddled up in bed after a long night, silently kissing each other's bodies from time to time. From the first moment you met at university, you’d both had a crush on each other; maybe that’s why you lasted so long together. But of course, everything that starts must end, and after three months of dating, Sohee asked for a break. You didn’t know why, but you accepted and gave him all the time he needed, yet Sohee ended up wanting to end things without giving you any clear reason.

After a couple of years, you met again at a university reunion dinner, and that connection resurfaced instantly. After dinner, he walked you home, but you both knew what would happen if he did. The moment you got inside, you pushed him in and kissed him, showing just how much you had missed him.

The next morning, you woke up to kisses and cuddles, with that feeling of protection and safety you always had with Sohee. You couldn’t stop looking at that smile you had missed so much. But that feeling didn’t last. Suddenly, Sohee’s expression began to change slowly, the spark in his eyes fading, his smile disappearing. You knew perfectly well why his face was changing — you both knew — but still, rage filled your body.

“I’m sorry…” Sohee broke the silence first. You would have preferred he said nothing.

“Why?” you replied, pulling away from his arms, looking at him coldly. “Why did you let this happen if you knew you didn’t want anything from me?”

“I mean… I missed you, but you know we can’t do this… I need to focus on my future and—”

“Your future? So what am I in your future? An obstacle in your way?”

“You know that’s not it, but… being with you always confuses me. I don’t know what I need or don’t need right now and…”

“Then why did you come back?” you interrupted sharply, your voice trembling. “Why did you come back if you knew you were going to leave again? You just didn’t want to feel lonely for a night, right?”

“That’s not it…”

“Then… I don’t understand you.” You grabbed his clothes from the floor and threw them at him, storming out of your own room in anger. “Maybe it’s because you don’t know how to feel, Sohee.”

anton

You didn’t expect that running into Anton at a mutual friend’s birthday party would end like that. It had been a year since you last saw each other, and you still hadn’t fully moved on. After a whole night of drinking and flirting, Anton asked if you wanted to go to his place to ‘pick up’ a sweatshirt you had left the last time you saw each other and he never got the chance to return.

You didn’t even last a second before making out the moment you entered his place, heading straight to the bedroom. You thought that maybe that night together had served to reconnect and maybe start over — at least, that’s what you thought before falling asleep.

When you woke up in the morning, you felt a bit disoriented, not immediately remembering where you were. When you looked beside you, Anton wasn’t there either. His house felt so different, nothing like you remembered — it was still the same house, the same furniture, same layout, but to your eyes, it wasn’t the same. You looked for Anton around the house, finding him in the kitchen making himself breakfast. When he noticed you, he just glanced at you briefly, grabbed his plate, and walked to the table.

“Oh, are you leaving already?” he said in a cold, emotionless tone, as if you hadn’t just spent the whole night together.

“Eh? Are you asking if I’m leaving already…?” you whispered, shocked by his coldness.

“Oh right, the sweatshirt, huh? Hold on, I’ll get it—”

“I can’t believe you, Anton. Are you seriously going to treat me like this? I wasn’t expecting breakfast or anything, but not even a good morning, a ‘how did you sleep?’… I remind you we just spent the night together and we were together for over two years—”

“Y/n, we’re over. I don’t have to treat you like we’re something again, do I? Plus, we’ve both moved on, so I don’t see the problem…”

You stared at him silently, tears threatening to fall. This wasn’t the caring, attentive Anton you knew. Maybe you had been foolish to hope that there was still something between you. But at that moment, you just felt used.

“Forget it, no need to give me the sweatshirt,” you muttered as you quickly grabbed your things and left through the door.