Reputation - Draco Malfoy

ᥫ᭡. Draco Malfoy x Afab!reader

ᥫ᭡. TW: mentions of sex (sfw), banters, discussions of infertility

Summary: the Malfoys are facing a downfall after the second wizardry war. With Draco having to save his families reputation, he also needs to consider his bloodline is at stake.

ᥫ᭡. a/n: it’s been too long since I wrote, usually it would just be kept in drafts and I feel like I’ve lost the ability to write 😢 but all in all, this is my first time writing something other than kpop. (So sorry if this work contains loads of grammatical errors, English is not my first language) and I hope you would enjoy this. Happy reading! :)

What lies beneath the walls of the Malfoy Manor is completely out of reach from the public’s eye.

People believe what was fed to them.

How the Malfoy’s play a huge role in bearing the weight after the war ended. The amount of charity events they had to invest in order to blind the eyes of reporters regarding the loyalty the family holds with Voldemort.

Lucius wasn’t capable of doing any of it. After war, he grew weaker from the injuries he sustained. Not even a week later he was bed ridden, depending on Narcissa to take care of his welfare.

It was all left for Draco to fulfill his duties. The charities uphold, estates taken care, the ministry’s problem. He was doing everything to not let the family’s reputation slip through his fingers.

It was so much for a young adult but it was bearable when you were helping him through it.

That was until a conversation with Lucius spark strong disapproval and banters between the family.

“The Malfoy bloodline is going to be at stake if you have no plan to have kids in the future.” Lucius said in a hoarse voice but sharp to show his impatient. “You need an heir Draco.”

You remained stiffened in your seat, eyes down, fiddling with the silver band on your ring finger.

“The healer has advised that it would put y/n’s life at risk. I will not put her life on the line for something that clearly I too— would not be ready for.” Draco said, with a sharp inhale to ease the anger in his chest.

“You are ready!” Lucius snarled. “I did not raise you just to only be selfish! I raise you to know how to get your priorities straight!” His fist hit the mattress, hard.

“Draco…” Narcissa chirped in. “You have so many options laid out in front of you. Y/n would understand.” Her voice pleads, her hand reaches out to carried her son’s hand.

Draco tensed at her touch. Narcissa’s touch. The one where he once finds solace in when he was younger when the world got too heavy for so such a young boy. Until the touch evolved into something that felt forced. The motherly love wasn’t there to comfort him.

He retract his hand, shifting away from her slightly.

“My wife’s decision still matters at the end of the day.” Draco said coldly. “I have priorities and she’s one of them. I’m not going to force her into something that’s going to bring agony to herself. We are taking this matter on our own pace. ”

Lucius frowned, his eyes stare at his son with a furious look before a sarcastic laugh appeared. “You’re putting your marriage above all? What is this Draco? Was losing dignity from the war wasn’t enough for you? Why? Because they fear you now—“

“Lucius—“ Narcissa was cut off once again.

“Love doesn’t give you a chance to survive in this world.” He remarked harshly.

Draco nodded slowly. “Like how you’re disregarding mother’s effort who stood by you for all these years. I’m not putting y/n in mother’s shoes.”

You placed a hand on his arm, soothing him from spitting words out of anger. “Draco,” you gently called.

You tried to be calm about it. You tried to understand why Lucius and Narcissa were

worried. You tried to hide the fear buried in the pit of your stomach.

Yet it took one look from Draco to see right through you.

Narcissa sighs. “We’re not asking you to risk your marriage Draco— we— we could opt for surrogacy. With Astoria. She’s no stranger to you nor y/n.” She persuades.

You stopped fiddling with your ring, almost letting it slip away out of your grasp.

Draco watched you, the colors draining from your face. “We’re not choosing that as an option—“

“I’ll think about it.” You said, cutting him off. “It’s going into consideration no worries— I just hope you two can give Draco enough time to settle everything that’s going on at the ministry at the moment.” You said, pulling a tight smile.

Draco looked at you, his expression was stoic but his eyes were pensive and worried. It’s Astoria they are talking about.

Narcissa gave a curt nod. “Of course, that would be acceptable.”

Lucius seems satisfied with your response. Everyone was.

Except for Draco that was going to have a long conversation with you later on once he’s done with work.

—

The knocks on your door was faint, anyone could’ve missed it if they didn’t knew it by heart.

You approached, swirling your wand on the door and hearing a soft click. The door shifted open and you were embrace by the scent of a subtle cologne and parchment lingered on his cloak.

Draco picks you up, feeling his exhaustion dissipates into thin air when he feels you underneath his touch.

“Did you wait too long?” He asks, softly planting a kiss on your lips before putting you down.

You shook your head, unclipping his cloak to be put away. “I just got here. The women’s unity organization was holding a meeting for a conference in August.” You said. “Which is still months away so you don’t have to think about it.” You added, neatly hanging his cloak by the rack before standing in front of the vanity to take off your earrings.

He gave a curt nod, observing your unusual behaviour. Frantic, slightly avoidant.

Draco stood behind you, his hands reaches out to carefully untie your braids, letting your curls fall past your shoulders. His eyes glances at you through the reflection and sees you quiet in your thoughts.

“what’s going on in that pretty mind of yours?” He asks, running his hands along your shoulders.

You reluctantly shook your head, turning around to face him. “Just felt sorry.” You murmured. “It’s been running through my mind all day— how much sorry I am for being the reason you couldn’t have a family of your own.” You confessed, an unexplainable void carved in your chest.

He stayed silent. He didn’t look furious either.

You shakily inhale a sharp breath. “Astoria was there. I talked to her after the meeting.” You were struggling to suppress the emotions in your tone. “She’s okay with it. Told me I should arrange the date so you two can discuss it. Get to know each other better.”

Draco hummed. “And how do you feel?” He question, looking down at you.

“This isn’t about me.”

He ignored your words. “how do you feel?”

You feel like you were struggling to breathe properly. “Just fine.“ you forced the words out of you. “She’s no stranger after all.”

You are so close into breaking down.

He drawls closer, tucked a few strands of your hair behind your ear. “Did I ever tell you how much I love you?” He ask, a gentle smile forming on his lips. The kind you rarely see he’d do in front of people.

You tilt your head in wonder. “All the time.” You replied, feeling his hand slowly stroking your back.

“So why are we lying to each other? Why are you willingly giving up on me if you knew you hated the idea of it?” He said, suppressing his emotions.

You were so crushed by the thought of it to even realize Draco was wiping your tears away.

“Y/n,” he breathed, running his thumb over your cheekbones. You didn’t respond to his call but silent tears were uncontrollably flowing.

You rarely show your struggles to Draco. It was an unsaid thing but you didn’t want to sound weak and break his spirit.

“Sweetheart.” the familiar nickname knocked you to your sense. You glanced up at him.

“I’m not going to do something that’s going to hurt you.”

You quickly shook your head, “you’re not.” You replied, wiping your own tears. “She’s our friend, a good person, I’m okay with it.” You persuade, pulling yourself together to convince him you were fine.

Were you?

“I’m not having sex with your friend just to keep the bloodline alive.” He said in a stiff tone. “This isn’t fair to you—“

“Draco.” You sighed, hands brought up to caressed his face. “We can’t always have nice things in life. That’s not how it works and I’m willing to do this.”

Draco’s eyes fluttered shut, taking in a breath and leaning against your touch. He knew he had no way into fighting you about this. He couldn’t bear to see you hurt.

He made up his mind.

“I can’t do this to you I’m sorry.” Draco murmured, leaning his forehead against yours. “I’ll find an alternative. I’m not planning a future of reputations, I just needed you.”

“And what if nothing works out?” Your voice interlaced with doubt.

“Then we can start again, just us.”

Credits:

ᥫ᭡. Dividers by @uzmacchiato

A/n: this is not proofread, it’s been a while since I last posted so my writing skills are rusty ㅠㅠ. Enjoy!!!

• Husband!mingyu x wife!reader

Mingyu know for one fact, he would do whatever he could to guide you and his daughter to the path of joy.

He wanted to give you the whole world if he could.

So when he happen to talk to an old friend of his during high school at an event. Most of the questions caught him off guard- yet, put him in a confused position.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve last seen you Mingyu! I never knew I could see you at an event like this in the future!” Hyunwoo chimed, extending a hand for Mingyu to take. To which he did.

“I didn’t know I could see you at a place like this as well. Heard you were settling in France, how’s life there?” Mingyu asked.

Hyunwoo smiled from ear to ear when Mingyu mentioned about his current home. “It’s been wonderful. In fact, I flew to Korea with my girlfriend. She should be here somewhere. I was hoping you two would get to know each other. ” Hyunwoo said, lightly placing his hand on his friend’s shoulder.

Mingyu didn’t really know much about Hyunwoo. Perhaps it’s been years since he last talk to his friends, he didn’t bother to dig much information about Hyunwoo.

Back then Hyunwoo was amongst the richest kid in school. Everyone seemed to know his father as the CEO of a famous company. Other than that, how he and Hyunwoo had become acquaintance seems to be blurry in his mind.

A few minutes have passed with catching up, Mingyu came across a blonde haired girl in red who interrupted the conversation between him and Hyunwoo.

“Oh Jung eun! This is Mingyu, Mingyu this is my girlfriend Jung eun. Babe, can you believe it? The last time we met was back in high school!” Hyunwoo laughed, snaking his arms around his girlfriend’s waist when she got closer.

“Nice to meet you Mingyu, I heard a lot about you just now from my friends. You must’ve been an amazing person to everyone.” Jung eun complimented, Mingyu on the other hand could only force a smile.

It was different from what Mingyu had expected. He remember Hyunwoo dating a girl named Areum but it didn’t last long before they broke up on their 2 months anniversary.

And he couldn’t keep track of who Hyunwoo dated because really… there was just too much.

There was a moment of pause, as if he was running out of ideas to continue the conversation.

Until Jung eun asked.

“So… how about you?”

“Pardon?”

“Do you have a girlfriend?

He didn’t intend to laugh but he didn’t expect her to ask such things.

Hyunwoo eyes lingered towards the metal ring wrapped around Mingyu’s ring finger. It was a simple white gold band. How come he didn’t know Mingyu was married.

Hyunwoo looked surprised. And he spoke faster before Mingyu could answer.

“You didn’t tell me you got married recently. I thought you would at least have a girlfriend by now? You should’ve invited me, I would’ve love to see who’s the lucky girl.”

Mingyu smiled, shaking his head in denial. “Actually I got married before graduation.” He confessed, making Hyunwoo more confuse.

Hyunwoo thought Mingyu was joking. There was no possible way.

“But you were in a such tough position… How- it’s impossible. You know you can just tell me you got married recently, it’s not something to be ashamed about. Since- you did grew up with nothing.” He nervously laughed, trying to cover the shock impression. But when Mingyu didn’t seem to be kidding, he grew more furious. “You were going through a financial crisis even when you were in school. You were the quiet kid back then.”

“I didn’t know there were girls who were interested in you. Until now?”

To Mingyu, of course there was.

He wouldn’t think he would reach this far if it weren’t for someone’s support.

*

Mingyu didn’t have a lot back then like he has now.

A week before graduation, the both of you got married at a church near your hometown. Wearing a $20 cheap silver band as the rings. Although he had warned you many times that you shouldn’t be expecting too much from him, you were unbothered by his warnings.

You two were just two fresh young adults, living in a rented single room while Mingyu balanced his work and study life. He would work 4 different jobs while attending university. Same goes to you except he didn’t allow you to work like him.

It was the time where you and Mingyu would prepare budgeted meals together. Talking about what you two would want in the future.

A house.

Maybe kids.

Even a vehicle was something you two couldn’t afford to own.

“I have something for you love.” Mingyu said while you two were on your way back home. Both of you shared an umbrella (he was lucky enough to bring one when he went to fetch you) so there was such limited space for you both to not get wet.

A slight confusion planted on your face when he took out a snack from his backpack

It wasn’t much but it was something that could lit you up after a long day.

Pepero.

But back then it was considered expensive so you and Mingyu tried to avoid buying it and bought a cheaper version. Nonetheless, you wouldn’t know the real taste of pepero anyways.

“Gyu but I thought-” your words were cut when he pecked you on the lips, his hand intertwined with yours.

“It’s yours. Take it okay?” He smiled.

“But will you share it with me?” You cautiously ask.

A chuckle left his lips.

“If you want to, then yes love.”

*

“Sorry, am I interrupting?”

The three heads turned their heads towards you, the corner of Mingyu’s lips formed upwards. Taking your free hand and bring it up to plant a kiss on your ring before taking Minji from your hold.

Mingyu shakes his head no. “You’re not, I was just talking to an old acquaintance. From our high school actually, if you remember.”

Judging by Hyunwoo’s expression, he feel like his head could burst from the amount of questions he’s been holding to ask.

You?

The girl who he had been taken an interest since your sophomore year.

Turns out to be a mother and Mingyu’s wife.

But you had gotten more prettier. More mature looking and not just some girl who would open her locker to find dozens of gifts and letters from boys like him.

He was too lost to even speak his mind.

“Hello y/n it’s been a long time since we saw each other.” He extended a hand but you politely bowed as an exchange. “Do you remember me? Hyunwoo?”

And it took you a while to answer because you kept looking at Mingyu.

And he didn’t expect the answer either.

“I’m sorry. I don’t think I do…” you replied and the pure disappointment just flushed over his eyes. Silence filled in the gaps. “I know it’s terrible of me but I believe it’s been 8 years ago? Were you someone important?”

“Not at all! Like your husband said, we were just acquaintance,” he said with a forced smile.

And before it started to get awkward, Jung eun quickly changed the topic.

“Well! It was nice to see you two. If you were ever to plan on traveling to France, we should see each other there.”

Hyunwoo coughed. “We also have to go now. Or else we might be late for our flight.” He kept his tone cool, before politely excusing himself and Jung eun.

You give it a few minutes when the couple left before turning over to a furious Mingyu with an eyebrow raised. Minji in his grip was playing with the two rings on his finger. You were holding in your laughters, it was possibly hard to breathe anymore.

“Cut the acting sweetheart, you’re terrible lying in front of me.” Mingyu stiffled a laugh when you let out the biggest exhale.

“There was no such thing as acting.”

“mama lie.” Minji murmured before rubbing her face in Mingyu’s neck.

“Even our daughter said so.” He grinned and you playfully rolled your eyes. “But why didn’t you admit it? Hyunwoo was hoping you would remember him.”

Mingyu was a nice person. You remembered back then when Hyunwoo looked down on Mingyu for being financially broke. He didn’t treat Mingyu like today.

You despise him more than anything.

“Because he used to be mean. Even if it’s not to me, he was mean to someone I love.”

You watched his eyes softens, his expressions turn into somewhat concern. It was something he didn’t want you to remember nor reminisce. It was something that he wanted to keep it away forever.

“Hey, I thought we agreed to move on sunshine?”

“We did.” You replied, watching his free hand tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. “But then I saw you talking to him today and I remember all the mean things he said about you. How you were just some kid working a part time job to earn a living and you wouldn’t survive the outside world.”

And everything is true, Mingyu can’t find a single false in your words.

He wasn’t someone popular to begin with. Neither he has any knowledge on business. He was never trained to do those things.

Seeing Hyunwoo today took a big toll on you.

“But I just need you here beside me y/n. If you didn’t then maybe I’m nothing according to him.” Mingyu alleged. “We still have to be nice about it hm? I’m sure my princesses are such sweet girls.”

He got closer, planting a kiss on your cheekbone. Minji on the other hand was trying to adapt what was going on.

“Daddy, mama sad?” Minji asks, looking at you.

Mingyu put on a soft smile, planting a kiss on her temple.

“Mama is just a little tired. But she’s okay.” Mingyu assured.

“Uh oh, mama have to sleep!”

“Not a bad idea, maybe we should all go home and cuddle together in bed. How does that sound?” Mingyu suggested and Minji’s eyes lit up from the idea. “Should we ask mama if she’s okay with leaving early?”

The toddler turns to you, gripping onto your arm to get your attention. The satisfaction in her eyes when you said yes was heartwarming.

Mingyu’s gazed burnt your skin, as your eyes met with his, it was like he was asking if you were okay.

“Don’t worry anymore okay?”

Your lips formed into a thin line. Nodding.

“I love you.”

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

genre: angst??? | fluff

pairing: dokyeom/seokmin x afab reader

warning: arguing (they make up after)

a/n: idk how to say this but i was listening to don’t listen in secret and this really motivates me to write. just enjoy this lol. The title was so random but I really don’t have anymore thoughts on titles. Pls help your girl out

someone is not in a good mood. Seokmin thought to himself, seeing the bitter look as if it was written all across your face.

The car ride was silent with your back turned against as you faced the car door.

He didn’t know what he did wrong but it did paranoid him to know that he’s been getting silent treatment for a mistake that he didn’t even know what the hell he did.

As soon as the both of you got home, he stopped you from going to bed.

“are you going to treat me like this without telling me what’s wrong? You’ve been acting like this since we got out from hybe building.” Seokmin confronted, leaving you to glare at him.

You frown. “i’m tired.”

“can you goddamn tell me what I did to make you upset? I don’t understand. You’re fine and the next second you’re pissed over something about me.”

It wasn’t intentionally for Seokmin to snap at you but by the reaction on your face, he knew that you were taken aback by the slight raising tone in his voice. You scoffed. “Oh i’m pissed about you? Yes min, i am so damn stressed out right now. Now you care about my shitty attitude towards you? That didn’t happened when you’re with her.”

“It’s one small matter y/n, i wasn’t flirting with her for goodness sake. Why are you so bitter about this? We see her everyday and now you’re reacting like this?”

You never really liked the new staff Hyejin that recently applied a few months ago. You’re not trying to be villain but you liked her until there was rumours going around about her having interest in Seokmin.

Seokmin was a friendly human. Too friendly to be exact.

Seeing him today talking to mostly Hyejin and leaving you in the dark really pulled a string to your emotions.

“get yourself together y/n. You need to start seeing that I have nothing for Hyejin. You know better.” Seokmin replied.

Was it because he was exhausted as you were or was it by the bad day he experienced today that made him like this.

It happened so sudden. Even Seokmin couldn’t process what had just happened let alone you who stormed out to the the both of your bedroom.

The air tension was tight around his neck, his fingers comb throughly in between gaps of his fingers while he suck in a sharp breath. This rarely happened. Both of you fought at least thrice a year but it was never to the point where it ended up unsolved.

The words that once came out of his mouth left a sense of regret in his own taste. God he felt so awful for saying those to you.

Seokmin didn’t say anything, instead he just let you have your own space while he have his own thoughts in the living room. He gave 30 minutes by just staring at the blank white wall before moving to the kitchen to drink a glass of water.

The silent of home was strangling him mentally.

He refilled the empty glass before making his way to the bedroom, seeing how dim the light of the bedroom was. The only source of light was from his own bedside table.

You weren’t asleep but your phone was on a playlist of songs.

His playlist.

Feeling the bed sinks under the touch of his weight, he let out a soft sigh. His left hand caressing your face, seeing how you tried to avoid his touch.

He was a little hurt but he couldn’t stop thinking about the words he said that probably hurt you more. So he didn’t stop into trying to get closer to you. No matter how hard you tried to pull away from him, it would always end up with you in his arms. “Don’t push away from me please. Just a little sip. I will appreciate if you take a sip. I know you’re tired and angry with me baby.” His grip around your body was firm but not too hard to hurt you.

Your head was against his chest, watching as he brings the cup to your lips and encouraging you to drink some water to calm you down. When you actually did, Seokmin had a small smile on his face. “Thank you for listening to me sweetheart.” He murmured, kissing softly at your temple.

What’s weird was it works every time one or two sides of party gets frustrated. Seokmin probably learnt this from his mom but it helps him relaxed after drinking some water.

The sound of glass clicked against the bedside table.

The tears that had fall from your eyes were breaking his heart. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for breaking your heart.” His tone was complete the opposite to a few hours ago. He seems more sort out in his mind and it look like you were too.

“what can I do to get you to forgive me sweetheart?” Seokmin wiped the tears off your face, peppering your face with gentle kisses.

You were so close to him, you could smell the scent of his cologne.

It was hard to get mad at him for too long. He felt your arms wrapped around his waist, burying your face in his chest. “i’m sorry.”

You weren’t good with apologies but Seokmin still took it as it is.

“stay with me please min.”

His heart melt at your request. How could he say no to his girl.

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genre: fluff • idol!au

pairing : jeonghan x afab!reader

a/n : I’m back!!! with a hannie oneshot. It’s been like 2 months since I posted??? Sorry for leaving you all behind heh… but I’m here now! (I was actually in love with a fancam from the recent japan concert where they performed Fallin flower so this motivates me a lot)

People would always have a favourite song to begin with, Jeonghan knew that of course. But there must’ve been a reason why the song waa a golden child in an individual’s eyes.

He would really use himself as an example. To you and imperfect love caught his attention out of all songs since debut. It had put Jeonghan in a good mood ever since it was released. The lyrics, the melody, the existence of the song itself was Jeonghan’s source of happiness.

It doesn’t mean he wasn’t a fond of other songs, it’s just the adrenaline rush he gets from the two songs each time he performs it that made it weird.

It also made him open his eyes a little bit more about your favourite music. He never understood why you had chosen Fallin Flower out of everything else. He wasn’t wrong, you did admit the other day don’t listen in secret was one of your top songs.

you didn’t say it was your most favorite.

But the down side of it was, since it’s a Japan album, the group didn’t get the chance to perform it as often as Korean albums in tours or fan meetings unless they were in Japan.

It was based on pure luck if that song could even make it to the set list in the first place.

You never told him why it was your favourite song.

But he could still see the enjoyment on your face performing to fallin flower. The precious smile that he will forever print on his memory.

Was it the lyrics? But other songs had similar ones too.

The melody of the song?

He never knew because Fallin Flower had a 13 second part for you when there are more longer ones in the other songs.

Was it because you were the center in the starting of it? But Hot, Fear and Home;run was also the same.

What made you like that song so much?

Jeonghan noticed you since the fan meeting at Japan after Fallin Flower, you were possibly the most happiest human he had ever seen.

He adored you even more when he sees you sitting at the edge of the stage, singing and talking to carats behind the barrier. It turned the corner of his lips upward.

“Why is it so windy everytime we perform Fallin Flower” he joins in, sitting beside you as he fixes your front hair so it doesn’t cover your view. God, he was slowly falling in love with you even more as each second passes by.

“Isn’t that the best part? We look so different performing it.”

You were holding yourself from telling him how beautiful he was, his hair that flows against the wind as he moves to the center.

Fallin flower was a beautiful song.

A chuckle left his lips. “Maybe I should watch the fan cams on twitter after this to prove about your statement.”

You hum in response, eyes mesmerized by how much people were in the crowds.

Jeonghan wasn’t lying when he said he would watch the fan cams on twitter after the whole show. He lived up to his words and take a look while you were taking a short nap on his lap.

It was the first time he had opened his own fan cam. And yours too.

What you said that used to be illogical made him changed his mind about what he thought about earlier. Everyone did look different.

Maybe it was how soft the melody was. How relaxed everyone’s faces was when performing. The comments were all praises about how beautiful you had looked and Jeonghan couldn’t agree more.

You were his love. What he is currently watching right now was the beautiful woman he was deeply in love with. Your hair that drapes over your shoulder with messy curls, beads in your hair. Jeonghan finds everything about you in that video aesthetically pleasing.

Was this the reason why you really liked that song?

The moment your eyes fluttered open, you could see the small smile on his lips.

“Did my angel had a good nap? You can continue to sleep if you want.” He rubbed his thumb repeatedly across your cheekbone.

But your attention was caught on your phone in his hand with the sound of fallin flower coming.

“You watched the fan cam?”

“Mhm.”

“Carats really liked it.” You mumbled, half asleep and half awake in reality.

“Because they saw how beautiful my girlfriend was on that stage with the wind blowing and her being center” you groaned at the compliment, hiding yourself by burying your head in his hoodie.

“I’m not teasing. Really, you were the most beautiful woman to perform Fallin flower.”

You knew Jeonghan doesn’t talk empty words most of the time but when you saw how serious he was, you knew he wasn’t joking.

Honestly the only reason you liked watching the fancam was because of Jeonghan.

He doesn’t need to know that.

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𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | angst

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: eric x afab reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: struggling with mental health.

⋆·˚ ༘ * a/n: another sad day for me but at least y/n has an Eric

you felt worse than before. Or to a more flexible word, you were starting to think you are not improving each day.

you don’t think you have left your- more like Eric’s room ever since the other members had gone for the world tour. By the ‘other members’ that also includes Eric. Although Eric was a bit skeptical about leaving you alone and thought about the idea of bringing you along, but that idea was just not going to give you a proper rest and probably adding more pressure.

but that didn’t give an excuse for him to not know about your condition. The time zones would be challenging but he was willing to video call and even order food delivery that you didn’t ask for.

it was kind of him. He was Youngjae after all, he’s really worried if you’re not consuming enough food and water. Eric always told you to call his mom in case you couldn’t reach out to him due to the different time zones. behind a worry Eric, he understands you better than yourself.

he’ll give you encouragement on your hardest days, he respects your boundaries and privacy. Maybe there were times where you didn’t answer anyone and that might give him a little scare but at the end of the day when you open up your phone, eric will send voice messages with comforting words.

you do actually remember the last time you went out during your hiatus. It was with his family while the tour was held at Japan. Even though it was a long time ago, you were pretty proud that you wanted to accompany them to go shopping without a sense of force or pity. Talking and driving, it was more fun than you thought. It also was the first time you enjoyed something when Eric wasn’t around during your hiatus.

when you told Eric about the things you did that day, he looked like he’s the most proudest human on earth knowing you were slowly getting better.

His mom do come around the dorm from time to time just to check on you. Eric knew about your situation about struggling to find your motivation and he wasn’t mad about your lack of going out. Even if you do, you would bring a friend of you with his permission or just his mom/family with you. It puts his heart on ease knowing you’re not going out alone.

Yet you felt lonely at home. That was the hurtful truth. Your family was in the states and the members aren’t here. It was the most painfully longest 6 months of your life.

so the day when tour ended, everyone came back to Korea. Eric was a little confuse to see your absent presence. His room was dimmed, the only source of light came from the led under his bed and bed table light. the first thought came to mind was, he wanted to call you. Until he saw your phone on the bed, charging.

He had left his car but you didn’t use it. So his guessing was you went on a walk somewhere near in the area.

Han river?

He perked outside the window and saw someone familiar leaning against the railing. The weather was cold but you weren’t wearing anything suitable with the weather. You wore a tight turtleneck with sweatpants on. people walking by would probably think you’re insane. Maybe.

Eric was fast to get there. It wasn’t that far.

you felt warm arms wrapped around your waist, causing you to turn around and met with his eyes. “You’re going to freeze to death.” Eric noticed how warm your body was.

“how do you know I was here?”

your hand went up to cup his face.

“lucky guess.” He lied.

you could just nod your head slowly before pulling him in a hug. The cold was starting to turn into warmth. It makes you forget about everything around you under his arms. his hugs were more than everything. Eric tilted his head to look at you again before touching his lips against yours. Both of you stayed there for the longest time you would’ve known. Laughing about the dumbest things he did abroad.

“You bought something you’re unfamiliar with?”

eric nodded. “I also have a necklace with our names carved in it. There’s snacks and stuff for you. Mom came to the concert and she left some things for you as well.” Your breathy hitched at the mention of your family. “mom? As in MY mother?”

eric hummed in response. “You’re curious with all the stuff I brought back right? How about we go back to the dorm?”

“will you cuddle with me and eat snacks while we watch your crying ending ments?” Eric groaned at the mention of it. He knew this topic would come up as soon as he got home. but you looked so happy and entertained. It took some time for Eric to gave in.

“the only reason i’m doing this is because I love you. If this was Juyeon then I would’ve shoved him down in this lake.”

“whatever you say crybaby.”

૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა *ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: kim sunwoo x afab reader

≡;- ꒰ ° he was constantly putting you first in every single situation. It was a sign to let people know how much he loves you.꒱.

Sunwoo is very careful with what he does especially when he’s around you. Even more when he needed to make a decision with every move he made. One of his biggest habits is putting you first. he wouldn’t hesitate or starts complaining when you’re struggling or needing something that requires him to move a lot even if he’s in the most comfortable position in his life.

he cares for you too much to start caring about his own self.

so knowing how his attitude would act, you try to at least make the most minimum struggle as you could so he could stay at his own spot. Even if that means you accidentally cut yourself with a knife, you really didn’t want him to know until you were able to stop the bleeding and put a bandage on it so he worries less. So to begin with, you would rather die than putting a lot of burden on him even if he wants to climb up a mountain just for you to struggle less. He was Kim Sunwoo after all. Not surprising. But living with him was more crucial when most of his cabinets are the same height as him.

He was a literal giant. Everything in the apartment is hard to reach unless with the help of a stool.

genuinely sucks. That maybe hurt your pride a little.

You already knew the purpose to as why he was putting you first which you could easily understand but at the same time you were starting to think if taking care of you was hard. The last thing you want to see was an upset Sunwoo when you injured yourself.

Cutting things? Sunwoo. Taking stuff from a damn high cabinet? Sunwoo.

at this point he conquers the kitchen cutting duties when you’re cooking something that requires knife skills.

So you did things without him acknowledging it. At least you tried. Without Sunwoo you would probably end up at the hospital with bruises and cuts on a daily basis. you winced when you felt the sharp object accidentally skinned in your finger, blood trickling at the tip of your finger. The knife hit the surface of the counter due to your sudden drop.

Sunwoo was in the bedroom. He could definitely hear that.

“Are you okay baby? Did something happened?” His voice was getting nearer and nearer.

if there was something you’re grateful of, it’s by the fact that Sunwoo is very the calmest person. It’s hard for him to react to something unless he saw it as a ‘oh this one really hit my emotions’ kinda stuff. He doesn’t talk much nor nags when something he doesn’t like happens. He just try to solve it out while processing what had happened.

“You’re not mad are you?” You asked. Maybe you don’t really trust your instincts enough. Sunwoo was hard to read by facial expressions. he knew how much you also cared about what he feels. “i’m not but next time please call me to do it instead hm?” He gently cleaned your wound and when you winced in pain Sunwoo stopped for a moment and comforted you. Your heart melted at the sight of his eyes focusing on your minor injury. You don’t think you could think of the cut anymore when Sunwoo’s here.

after he was done, he put things away before turning his attention back to you. His arms wrapped around your waist from behind your back with his chin rested on your shoulder.

“what is my baby making?” He asked.

“tteokbokki. Are you okay with it?”

“mhm.”

he mostly helped you with it which will forever stay as a precious memory together. Laughter and giggles filled the kitchen. and when it was done, the both of you shared a plate to eat (why two when you can use one?). He prefers it that way.

You get tired easily. so when he saw how you silently yawn, he knew it was time to rest. It was getting pretty late. You ended up going to bed while Sunwoo gets things done quickly before joining your sleeping figure. His heart mealy at the sight of it.

he planted a kiss on top of your forehead.

૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა *ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | idol!au

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: chenle x afab reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: none

≡;- ꒰ °he would always be the first person to make sure you would always feel loved. Including his own family.꒱

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･a/n: I can’t help but think about that ‘one night sleepover trip’ chenle and he looks so comforting when he’s with his family. Disclaimer: since in the program he was just 17/18, in this story he’s 19/20 to make it more appropriate.

The soft touch of his hand caressed your hair, ignoring whatever his aunt was chatting about. Oh my god he was falling in love with you every single day. With the way his family loves you, your passion to even hear his little aunt’s talkative conversations even though he told you many times that it’s okay if you didn’t want to hear it. It got to the point where the moment he went back to China without you, that’s when the million questions were going to be asked. Starting from his aunts. Although you do visit his relatives when the both of you had a chance to go home.

You were here to help Chenle’s family with a program show.

“i feel like little aunt was a lot more quieter before y/n was here." Sangmin laughed followed by others. "I can see she likes y/n a lot."

"she adores y/n. The whole family does, sometimes I would get an earful from them if I didn't bring y/n if I came home." Chenle explained.

There was something about the way you treat his family like your own really proofed your sincerity. You couldn't get bored hearing his relatives voice every single time you came over. But then again, the distance between your family and his was more to a 1 hour drive.

Very sweet of him to drive 1 hour just to see you when you both sleep on the same bed everyday at Korea. But you do feel guilty because he probably felt exhausted.

"do you love your son's partner?" you helped Chenle with the translations and a smile grew on his mom's face. The woman nodded. "of course! It's really sad to not have her around. I see her performances when I miss her." And the subject went on for a while. Mostly questions about background stories and something about tradition in China that you didn’t quite focus on.

Maybe it wasn’t truly your fault that you didn’t caught up with whatever subject they were talking about. Jet lagged was definitely hitting you while you were talking with Chenle’s mom. With the bright lights in the living room and kitchen, definitely didn’t help the burning throb in your head. It was making your mind fuzz. Though you realised that you had to go back home unless you’re planning to drive at night.

At the same time, everyone looked so happy to be here. Maybe the time could wait a little while.

You don’t think you had talked a full and proper conversation with Chenle since both of you had stepped inside the house so when he approached you at the kitchen alone while you drank a glass of water, he wrapped his arms around your waist, his chin rested on top of your head. “Don’t go. Stay with me hm?” The way he made it sound more convincing and hopeful really made you think twice. No, you can’t do that. You didn’t want to give Chenle’s mom a hard time.

Inhaling the scent of his cologne made it a little helpful to ease the pain. You turned around, facing him. “Your mom and aunts had enough guest love. Our distance are literally 1 hour and 42 minutes away.” You replied but it wasn’t enough to satisfy Chenle.

“Exactly. It’s far, mom and dad are not home, neither your siblings. There’s your favourite clothes i keep in my closet.” It became normal for him and you to just call each other parents “mom” or “dad”. Less confusing according to Chenle. “I’m not letting you drive along the highway at this hour. You’re not even well. No one is going to take care of you if you go home.” You snuggled in his chest while he convinces you not to go.

“Netflix can accompany me.”

“y/n I swear to god. I will unsubscribe our description.”

He lightly pinched your waist making you shift from the tickle. The kitchen was filled with the sound of yours and Chenle’s laughter.

No denial that it was dark. The dim moonlight was the only thing that made the room lit.

“I will literally ask mom to give you an earful if you’re going home in this condition. She really wants you to come with us to visit grandfather tomorrow. mom-” you covered his mouth to stop him from calling his mom.

After a few more moments and a bit more convincing, Chenle managed to win over you. The moment both of you were in bed, you buried your face in his chest while the both of your legs tangled in each other. This was his favourite moment. Spending time with his family with the love of his life without having any worries.

*ೃ༄. *ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | slight angst | established relationship | hurt comfort

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: jaemin x afab reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: mentioned of jealousy

≡;- ꒰ ° you didn’t have the courage to confront about the event that happened at work. ꒱

⋆.ೃ࿔* a/n: this would be my first nct content in this account. a bit excited and scared if it isn’t good. Enjoy! (The title doesn’t have anything related to the actual writing, i just ran out of ideas lol

Both of you had acknowledged the consequences when it comes to falling in love while working the same job. A job that requires you to work harder for people to like you, a job that requires so much communication or else the world could turn a blind eye and sees you differently. It could turn the unconditional love into pure hatred in a blink of an eye.

Jaemin was the most sweetest human you had met since debut, until now. He would be sweet to anyone he bumped into. Although sometimes that sweet behaviour of his could really made you feel a bit downgraded, maybe it was just a you problem. You should start shoving the jealousy thought at the back of your head each time award events comes around. A bad image won’t do any good and that’s the last thing you wanted to do before you die.

This subject was brought up a few months ago. You can’t really remember when, maybe it was a small peep talk with Jaemin alone.

He was okay with it. Jaemin didn’t have any intentions to make you feel bad. He knows your limit and the opposite same goes to you. If he has to pull away from someone he would. He had understood you too much, you wish you could do the same.

Now when you sit back, alone while reflecting yourself, maybe you were the problem.

The sound of Jaemin calling your name echoed, grabbing your attention and your eyes searched for the male that was sitting in front of a vanity. “Does your wound still hurts love? You don’t have to force yourself. I don’t want your injury to get worse.” He wasn’t turning his back but he managed to see you through the mirror reflection. Of course you looked at him, except- something was a bit off.

This would be the first full (even though it’s short) conversation you had with jaemin throughout the day. He had been talking more with the temporary stylist. The previous stylist went on maternity leave, more like his stylist since she was in charged of Jaemin. No one really knew anything about the new temporary staff. She looked a bit younger than most of the people here. But mostly Jaemin had been the only person she talks to a lot today. It went from exchanging laughters to getting closer. Maybe a bit too close. Yet you didn’t want to sound like you’re possessive about it.

So you deny the thoughts in your head and ignored it.

“I’m good.” You replied dryly.

There was a concerned look on Jaemin’s face but it soon faded away when he starts getting back in conversations with the staff.

It definitely stung a little more than your wound. But who were you to tell him what to do?

“talk to him y/n. You’re hurting yourself even more.” Mark told you.

-

Jaemin had never felt more unease in his life. Feeling like something had gone wrong that made you upset. Because even if you were, you would’ve confessed and settled it on spot. He had practically asked all of the members why were you were acting this way and asked a million times if there was something going on that he didn’t caught up.

Sadly the members turned a blind eye and just shrugged. Repeating the word ‘I don’t know, just go and ask her’.

You were nowhere to be seen except for the award ceremony. It was the last time he had saw you before you disappear somewhere. Jaemin didn’t get the chance to ask you about it.

It did weirded him out since you were the most calmest person that rarely gets annoyed or upset. It takes a lot for it to happened. Maybe there was something big that had happened that made you uncomfortable? That was what Jaemin had set in his mindset.

After the events ended, everyone returned to their respective hotel rooms while Jaemin managed to catch you at the private lobby room, alone while cuddle yourself by the sofa, the oversized hoodie was a replacement of a blanket, snoozing with earphones in. You probably didn’t acknowledged his presence but your eyes fluttered open when you realised he was stroking your cheekbone.

“Why didn’t you nap in our bed baby?” His tone has soften. You didn’t answer, a loud sigh left your lips as you tried to stand up and walk away only for it to be blocked by him. There was a hurt expression in his eyes. “why are you ignoring me love. Did I do something wrong?”

The silence you gave him was making it uncomfortable for the both of you. He was looking at you, but you didn’t even look at him back. Maybe Jaemin had thought about a thousands time about what he did today just to think of what he did to make you upset.

Until he finally remembered.

“i stopped talking to her. I didn’t realise she was so close to me until a few minutes when she asked me out.” Jaemin said.

“go and have fun with her, she was practically all over you and you didn’t stop-”

“all I could think on my mind was when will haejin return so I could stop worrying about what you were thinking. I didn’t mean to make you feel low love but still, I’m sorry.” his hand brought up to brush away the few strands of hair and planted a kiss on your forehead. It did soften your tensed heart, your eyes caught on his and he smiled at you.

“You’re the only woman that I want by my side y/n. Will you forgive me baby?”

Jaemin stared at you and waiting for your answer. You aren’t the type of person to hold grudges for long. The faster the problem is solved, the easier it gets.

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𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | established relationship | drabble | idol!au

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: eric sohn x reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: no warnings ^^

≡;- ꒰ ° to him you were the most precious human in the world with all the little habits you do꒱

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･a/n: I wrote this while I was half asleep lmao. This would probably turn out bad since I didn’t have a second look at it.

a smile caught on the corner of his lips when he eyed at your presence backstage. The way you looked happier made him fall deeply in love with you even more. His heart fluttered each time you laughed, talk and look at him with those brown eyes. Eric felt lucky to have you by his side.

Eric opened his arms to embrace you. A used habit of his to greet you with a hug as a daily reminder that he was there with you.

This was one of your habits. You love to meet up with him backstages, even if you had 3 minutes before you had to get back on stage, if the both of you had time, you would risk it. Even if it’s for 1 second just a glimpse of him, you could perform happily after. Maybe he felt the same too.

“What are you doing here baby. You’re supposed to be on stage in 2 minutes.” Eric asked you, planting a kiss on your forehead. This happened all the time, Eric purposely asked the same question in repeat just so he could hear your voice. He tilted his head down a little to look at you as you look up, his eyes meeting yours.

“I wanted to see you. Your dancing was so good” The excitement in your voice made his heart melt. Both of you were sweating like crazy, probably one of the reasons why the both of you are so close. You were driving him insane.

Eric didn’t want to lie. Your compliments definitely boost his ego and he believed it made him a better dancer, singer and rapper. Eric managed to hum in response. “Thank you baby. You did well for your part too. Did you get hurt? You’re standing with one leg for support.” He took his towel and carefully patted your sweat while his eyes focused on your left leg. You could only just nodded. You turned on the wrong foot.

“It’s okay. We’re halfway there. It doesn’t hurt as much as it looks, I just didn’t want to add more pain when walking here.” You said.

Although there was a worried look on his face, you rubbed his hand to soothe his worries. You gave him a reassuring smile and he had a few thoughts whether or not he should still let you perform which he did. But he still keep an eye out on you.

You were already called back to the stage. He still had another 3 minutes. With the last glance, he kissed your lips.

“You’re doing so well baby. I’ll see you on stage again in a few minutes.” Eric squeezed your hands before letting go of you. His eyes never left your figure. The smile you had was curing his sorrow life. The medicine to his worries.

God. He loves you as big as the universe. Maybe bigger that he couldn’t explain.

Because he wanted to spend the rest of his life being like stupid teenagers dancing and working together. He wanted the love he has with you to last a lifetime with him. Eric wanted to be the one who can see your little habits that no one could catch. Maybe the way you picked your nails because of your nervous, unconsciously fiddling with your own hair while you were focusing on something. Or maybe the special excitement look on your face when you found something really interesting.

He wanted to be the only man to ever notice those things.

Even though he was scared, each day you are becoming more aware of reality, Eric was scared for you to try new things. But then again, he will try to expose you to the real world without getting hurt.

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | established relationship | soft szn | idol!au

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: hyunjae x afab reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: no warnings ^^ (pls tell me if I should put any warning)

≡;- ꒰ ° Hyunjae helping you to get through a recording session and calms your worries꒱

ღ a/n: this hyunjae had been on my mind since forever. I need help at this point. ㅠㅠ

“Nobody gets me like you.”

Hyunjae understood people easier than you. Truthfully, he could read the room and know when to pull out a joke, specifically when it comes to you. Maybe living a day without teasing or friendly quarrelling with each other won’t make the day complete.

Both of you like to fight, let’s say competitive. Although he would always lose just to see the smile on your face. But yet, he was good and better than you in general. It was a reality fact that no one could change. People adored him, admired him, every single people at the company favours him. Basically almost everyone knew by the name ‘hyunjae’.

Because he had better social skills than you. Better dancing, better vocals, smarter brain. He could talk by himself on his own behalf without having hesitations in his mind.

Like you said, both of you are really competitive. But those things would be forgotten if one of you were struggling. Being better than you wasn’t the first thing that comes up to his mind, in fact he wished he could help you to be better than him so you don’t feel down.

Hyunjae reads eyes and face like a book. As if the words just scattered across your face and with the snap of his fingers, he could tell what’s wrong with you.

At this point he knew you better than you do.

your fingers were tangled in between the string of your- more like his hoodie while your eyes scanned through the lyrics sheet. Worried sprawled across your mind when you realised the unfamiliar high notes you had to sing.

No one had a lot of time. Whatever it was, it had to be nailed before the day ends.

Sucks for you because Hyunjae had already went first and he got all of his own recordings done by the third try. The ad-lib was making your head spin each time you repeat the song. You were terrified that this wouldn’t end good and you might just have to give up your line to chanhee. Hyunjae looked at your worried plus unsatisfied face.

Hyunjae didn’t last a second waiting, putting his things down and walking in the recording room. His hand found its way to cup your face and he put the headphone down.

You never really had to tell him what’s wrong. Your eyes were shaking with worry and your heavy breathing showed the terrified expression you had been keeping. Usually he would joke about who’s the better singer or vocalist, it wasn’t the right time for him to do that. Hyunjae doesn’t like to disregard your feelings just for his own entertainment.

Both of you were in a more private room, away from the producers and members. His thumb wiped away the tears that was threatening to spill from the corner of your eye. “i’m here baby. breathe. it’s okay no one’s here.” He whispered while combing your hair throughly with his fingers. His lips touches your forehead, a kiss that was filled with comfort.

“oh God I really wanted to do this. I don’t want to ruin-”

“hey, you’re not. You were doing so good. You managed to get yourself here when you’re not in the right condition.” Hyunjae cooed. “I had never seen someone more passionate and determined to put their jobs before theirselves other than you.” His thumb rubbed back and forth across your cheekbones as a sign of comfort. “you can say that because you’re good.” You dryly said and a frown formed on his face.

Something about his heart crushed when you compared yourself to him. “ i’m not. please don’t compare yourself to me. You don’t feel well and you still stood here as if nothing had happened. I think I wouldn’t even come here for recording if I was you.” Hyunjae said. “baby, I love you so damn much. Being better than you doesn’t mean i’m mentally and physically as strong as you right now. I would’ve just stayed in bed, snuggling with you dusk until dawn. Repeating until I feel better but you’re here on your own will.”

Both of you stayed in each others embraced for God knows how long has it been. Until Hyunjae noticed your breathing was slowly starting to slow down. He looked into your eyes. “Are you okay now?” You hummed as a response to his question. He gave a peck on your forehead before teaching you how to do your part.

Which was a big help. You had gotten better and managed to finish it off with Hyunjae by your side to guide and correcting you if there was anything wrong about your singing.

he was the most happiest man alive when you finished it. He ruffled your hair with a proud smile on his face.

“I’m so proud of you.” He told you.

“Thank you for being the one who could understands me the most jae.” you replied. His gazed softens. “Isn’t that was a boyfriend supposed to do? I’ll be happy to help you anytime baby.”

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ *ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | angst | established relationship | idol!au

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: eric sohn x afab reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: pure pressure on reader | mentioned of anxiety

≡;- ꒰ ° when eric had to find out about your deep struggles you’ve been keeping over a podcast.꒱

“what if I’m someone I don’t want around?” -hs

You had known youngjae since… let’s say forever.

From the states to Korea, you knew every single one of his secrets, personality, character, abilities and interests. Or maybe at this point you know about him more than you know yourself.

He was like an angel sent from God. Someone that had been your comfort person, someone you could rely on and someone who was good at being a secret keeper. At least from what you had been telling yourself because you were the hardest person to open up to people. Even youngjae . You just couldn’t find the courage to speak about it.

If a balloon is filled with too much air, the more air enters the sooner it’ll explode.

“I heard there was a time where you said in vlive about how scary it was for you to think about the pressure being put in a group last minute during your trainee days. You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t feel comfortable doing it.” Eric Nam said. Somehow you realised you haven’t talked about this kind of situation to youngjae before. Youngjae’s eyes turned soft when caught you in his sight.

“I don’t think I had ever told eric or the members about what I had truly felt joining a group that I didn’t expect to end up with especially when the choreographies and music were different than what I was taught back then when I was a trainee” you forced out a laugh while you felt youngjae’s hand rubbing the palm of your hand as a sign of showing he was here with you.

You were good at holding yourself back. “ I joined the company 2 weeks after Eric did. I think that time he was the only friend that I had in Korea because i had to rely on him. He was the only person who could speak English before I met Jacob and Kevin. We still do until now because talking in Korean with him, Jacob or Kevin would be a bit more awkward.” You added. What you said were true. You never actually thought about speaking Korean unless you were with the members who couldn’t understand English.

“So the both of you are actually childhood friends?” Eric asked and Youngjae nodded. “i didn’t actually think she was going to debut the same group as me either.” Youngjae laughed.

“I had a hard time adjusting myself to fit in.” You confessed and you had never seen youngjae looked at you that fast in your life.

His eyes and touch softens. Almost like his eyes were saying ‘how come you never told me this before?’. “what was it like?”

“scary, frustrating. Sometimes it’s just me alone. I think that was one of the bad habits I had. I tend to forget that I had people around me to open up.” You didn’t feel sad- well, maybe you did a little. But if you were buried in this kind of trouble then might as well confess it.

Because back then and now, at the end of the day all you have is yourself.

Guilt rushed in youngjae’s body.

-

This would be the first time in a while since you had been giving Eric the silent treatment. He seems fine. You said to yourself.

But something wasn’t right with today. At least that’s what you had in mind. It can’t be the stunts. Not even the dance moves. You weren’t satisfied with what you had done today. Even the simple copy Juyeon asked you to follow made you a little annoyed with how different it had look.

Of course Eric had noticed it. He had noticed it since this morning.

The first thing he thought was you were on your days. Which was wrong because he checked the tracker app on his phone that yours had recently end. So it wasn’t about that.

He saw the tears you were holding in. Seeing how you went somewhere else made him follow you. No, he couldn’t see you being sad alone. If the tears were going to spill at least let him be your own comfort person. His heart stings at the sight of you sitting alone in the locker room, your sobs echoed.

It felt more than a sword through the heart. The sight was painful.

You looked tired. You look like you could die. And he was disappointed he couldn’t be the reason of your happiness.

With light steps he walked up to you, feeling how you were inhaling the familiar scent of his cologne. Your racing heart had calmed. “i’m here baby. I’m here now. It’s okay love.” He whispered, fluttering his eyes shut when he rested his chin on the top of your head while hugging you. Something about a hug filled with love and affection. God. His hugs were too comforting to pull away.

“I tried. I can’t get it off my chest.” You said, swallowing the lump in your throat. “I had been letting everyone down since day 1 I had been here and-”

“you didn’t baby. You never let anyone down before. Not Sangyeon, not Juyeon, not Hyunjae, not Changmin and not even anyone else. You were the reason why everyone could smile everyday without having the sense of worry about a performance, an interview, or even filming something.” The male confessed, staring at you with adoration in his eyes while he tucks strings of your hair behind. “You are our source of energy and our comfort person that could get us through tiring schedules. If you can’t lean on us then we would be losing you as well.”

It shattered his heart into millions of pieces just thinking about it. You went through a hard time alone. Yet you managed to stand in front of people with a smile on your face like nothing had happened in your life. You endured everything without taking a break for years.

You don’t know how long had it been since you felt this kind of weight being lifted off your shoulders. Because when you said it felt good, it really did. When Eric saw that you had calmed down, he started cracking up some of his jokes.

Bad ones but they managed to get a laugh from you.

“hey! I made you laugh.” Eric remarked, pointing at the way your lips went upwards.

“but your joke were funny. I’m allowed to laugh.” You replied. There was a moment of silence before Eric speak up.

૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | little angst | established relationship

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: kevin moon x afab!reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: mental breakdown | mentioned of stress

≡;- ꒰ °you had a hard time with being insecure of yourself and kevin was there for you꒱

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ a/n: i went to take a break after I wrote this. I want my own kevin ㅠㅠ

-

There wasn’t a time where you think you were ‘enough’ for him comparing to his fans that treated him better than you did. Especially when you’re his girlfriend. There was a sense of insecurity blew your mind when it comes to this. You couldn’t blame Kevin for it or course. This made you blame yourself for couldn’t be the best for him.

You wondered if he ever felt that way. Although he did talked about how both of you should be transparent with each other. But humans can say words with empty promises anytime they desire. It’s just up to you to believe it or not. It doesn’t make it any better, the way your own mindset is thinking is making you look like you don’t trust Kevin. You don’t want it to be that way. But you were scared to death each time your life depends on Kevin too much. Once he leaves you, with or without reason, you didn’t want to feel the unbearable pain. If it was going to hurt at least make it less.

Leave is a powerful word. It’s something he could hold onto and use it anytime if you did not live up to his expectations. That’s what you had in your mind. It’s more awful to think how much you have tried your hardest to be a better partner for him. For Kevin.

He’s talented. Kevin is the most talented person you had ever met. He had always been since high school. Kevin was everyone’s dream boy as far as you could remember. A boy who knew how to sing, dance, cook and more things you could list in your mind. It was no surprised that a lot of people liked him. But compared to everyone else, you couldn’t understand the way he sees the world.

It was definitely clear in your memories. You remembered when it was the first performance for Kingdom. He came back home with a worn out figure. Very different than when he went out the door in the morning. There were bruises on his body’s, your guessing is that he has quite a fall during practice. But then again out of all of that sweat and minor injuries, he looked like the happiest boy you could possibly imagine. When the group gained more fans from the show, you couldn’t forget how excited he had gotten.

There was a night, where both of you were sitting down in the living room. The only thing that could be heard was songs from his phone with a mix of yours and his playlist. It was 2 in the morning and a layer of glass was formed in his eyes. The tears threatening to fall out. He was stressed. Kevin talked about something that has to do with not getting the choreography right, the song was hard and the album was a total mess. He was completely a different person at this moment. He wasn’t smiling like he always do, wasn’t laughing nor cracking up his stupidly funny jokes. It was just Kevin who let out and spill all of his struggles. Which soon leads to him breaking down with you comforting him.

You can’t deny, the world is a scary place.

He felt too much pressure in his head. It seems like it could burst if he didn’t let it out.

That was the last time you had seen him breakdown.

‘I don’t think I could even cry, because then I couldn’t be the one that he could lean on’ the sound of pen scratches against your notebook paper, leaving nothing but ink. Your knuckles turned white from gripping the pen too hard, feeling your hand going numb.

Your heart questioned you. What do you know about Kevin and yourself?

You stared blankly at the white wall. Nothing came up to your mind except the not so nice ones. A tear slipped down from your eye, following by a few more so it was non stop.

Kevin loves midnight driving in the middle of the highway with nowhere to go. He prefers speaking English with you and Jacob because to him it doesn’t sound as awkward as speaking Korean. He doesn’t like to be called by his Korean name, he doesn’t have a reason why but people rarely calls him Hyungseo.

Was that really all you could recall after dating him since high school?

‘I can’t even understand my own emotions. Something is hurting but I can’t tell what it is’ You scribbled, pulling your knees to your chest as you cried. Forgetting about the world around you as everything seem to fade away.

Kevin won’t be back until another few hours. I’ll be fine you thought. You couldn’t even sleep. Tears were streaming down your face that you didn’t even bother to wipe away.

And you didn’t even bother to turn on your phone to see the miss calls from Kevin and notifications from his text messages he had sent you.

Kevin was indeed, a little bit skeptical about your quiet behaviour this morning before he left for practice with the other members. He had actually asked if you were alright but you just replied with a dry ‘yes’ to him. He almost made up his mind about going to work and just stay at home with you to keep an eye out for you. He couldn’t skip today due to an important meeting. But that doesn’t mean he won’t ask about your condition in text. Which also, you replied dry.

‘what would happen if I could not be the one enough for him?’ The notebook was stained with tears.

You were too lost in your own thoughts to hear the sound of the front door creaked, signalling and a reminder that Kevin is home. He saw you sitting in the dark living room on his work desk with your notebook opened. The only thing that could be heard was your slow sobs.

And through the night was playing on your phone.

Kevin’s eyes softened at the sight of your silhouette. Slowly approaching you so he wouldn’t startle you to death. He took a glanced at your notebook before he touches you, watching as your tensed body suddenly eased at his skin contact. The unfamiliar temperature of your body pulled his heartstrings, taking you in a hug.

“i’m home love. I’m here now.” He whispered as you buried your face in his chest, letting out every single of your worries by crying. He could tell you had so many problems in your head that you were afraid to admit. Kevin could read your eyes that was screaming how you were not okay. And his heart broke more to see your ill body that you had neglected. “don’t cry, it’s okay shh. I’m right here with you. I’ll keep your problems away baby. Trust me. I will hug you so tight, until you forget about every single problems that’s stuck in your head.”

It took a few minutes for you to calm down. The tears were still flowing but it had definitely lessened. His hand was rubbing your back repeatedly while he gave you forehead kisses every few minutes. You were avoiding his eye contact. “Look at me sweetheart.” His request was soft, he could see the glassy layer in your eyes when you look up to him. “What were you thinking baby? Was the fever bothering you?” He wasn’t completely wrong about the fever part. You do tend to get in a 5 emotional stages when you don’t feel well.

Your voice was stuck in your throat. You were trying to swallow whatever was in your throat so you could speak. “Deep breaths baby.” He said and you followed his breathing.

“I was- not feeling like the best person today. Maybe not just today, for the past few weeks as well.” You admitted. Kevin let out a hum, signing you that he was listening.

“I felt like I wasn’t good enough to be your… girlfriend.” There was a slight frown formed on Kevin’s expression before he reached his hand to cup your face and wipe the tears with his thumb. “You were everyone’s favourite person since high school and i’m- just. Not up to your expectations.”

Kevin guided you to the sofa and placed you to sit on his lap before he started saying. “You’re the most precious and wonderful person that had entered in my life. No matter what really happened, you’re the first person I will come to at the end of the day.” Kevin told you. “You’re the actual reason why I’m still here and performing in front of people. I don’t think I could even continue if you weren’t here.” He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I don’t want you to feel like you’re not enough for me. You’re everything love. I swear if I could take you to see what you are in my life, I would. Just to proof to you that you worth much more than you thought.”you felt his lips connected with yours. It wasn’t full of lust or anything lewd. It was full of sincere.

When you pulled away to catch a breath, you stared into his eyes. You didn’t know how to say thank you. You weren’t good at expressing yourself. But Kevin could read your thoughts better.

You snuggled up in the croak of his neck, inhaling the scent of his cologne while he starts telling you about his day and something interesting that had happened at work. Some made you laugh and he felt like his mission was complete.

“Did Eric really lost his phone?”

“Changmin found it underneath the couch. But Eric accused Jacob for taking it” Kevin replied with a slight laughter.

Both of you ended up talking more about his days. Until he realised both of you had to go to bed.

“Now that my girlfriend is smiling, you have to take your medicine before bed you old sick ahjumma” Kevin joked. “Then you’re ahjussi. We’re the same age.” You laughed.

He was grateful that he could be the reason you could smile again. Kevin wouldn’t trade you for the whole universe. He wanted to stay like this for the rest of his life.

Private [seo yul x reader]

A/n: this was so rushed. I’m sorry ㅠㅠ

established relationships - fluff - soft hours - comedy

“y/n. I told you not to run off like that.” You heard Yul’s voice ringing in your ear, feeling the hand of his fixing your hair and tucking the front few strands at the back of your ear which will probably still end up in front of your view at the end of the day. It still doesn’t matter to him. He could do the same thing until he dies.

The cold air breeze hit your skin, your eyes fall on the focused look on his face. “But there were fireflies. It’s not easy to find one flying around in a group.” your lame excuse made him laugh. “You still can’t do that. Would you rather get caught from others or catch fireflies?” His statement wasn’t wrong. That’s what makes you annoyed in a good way. Seo Yul is always right with his words, you sometimes wish your words could be as wise as Yul.

“I’ll summon fireflies for you another day sweetheart.”

He added the word promise at the end of it. Yet it sounded so convincing for you to believe it. Maybe if he starts up a lie, you’re the first person to believe him. You think. “Alright then. I’ll look forward to it.” You told him.

You don’t know how you ended up with him. Privately.

No one actually knows the secret the both of you had kept. It would be a lie if you said it was easier to hide it. God. You wonder if anyone from his side even knew the relationship between you and him. Who would actually knew a Seo, has someone in his mind. That would be the least thing people would think.

You felt the scent of his cologne close to you the moment he embraced you in a hug. His chins rested on top of your head. “You know I love you right?” He murmured softly, holding you carefully. You could only hummed in response. There wasn’t a specific way you could reply to his question. Because I love you too wasn’t a strong word for you. At least in your opinion.

‘a life of eternity isn’t enough to trade the love I have for you.’

Yul didn’t realized how long has it been since the both of you had stayed like that. It felt like a blink of an eye to see how the sunset turned into a moon in just seconds. You wanted this. You wanted to keep this a secret to avoid getting each other hurt by the dangerous world out there. It’s easier to say that private really protects each other.

You had lost too many loved ones. You can’t bare the pain to lose him anymore. “it’s just us, there’s no one around. No soul shifters, no problems, no fears. Just us.” It almost sounded like he was whispering with the softness in his voice. You never wanted this moment to go.

There was so much to say. You don’t know where to start with how good he has treated you.

“We should go back before everyone looks for us.” There was a warm kiss he gave you before taking your hand.

-

Both of you were actually wrong when you thought there was no one waiting for the both of you. The moment you and Yul stepped inside Songrim, you felt your and his hands quickly separate when you witnessed Park Jin, Dang gu, maidservant Kim and Jang uk stood there with wide yes and mouth. As if they had saw something terrifying.

You and Yul exchanged glances, picking a distance while silently praying that they have not witnessed the things you and Yul did just now.

Maidservant Kim looked excited. Too excited.

She was running to you and hugged you. “Did you three see that! My sweet y/n and Yul!”

Jang uk looked like he couldn’t process the things that happened. So was Park Jin. You knew damn well Yul is going to stuck in a room with them for hours. Depending on how many questions Park Jin is going to ask him. Not including Jang uk.

“Y/n? Did I just witnessed-”

“We are not.” You scoffed, nudging Yul. “Y/n’s right. We have nothing with each other.”

“But I just saw both of you kissed few days ago.”

God. You had 101 ways to kill Jang uk in your mind and all of the ways are brutal. “Maybe you got the wrong person.” You replied, trying to keep things cool.

“but you also follow Yul around. I think there isn’t a time where he’s alone by himself except for shower-”

You pinched the side of Jang uk’s stomach causing him to flinch in pain. Park Jin and Danggu looked at you with a still shock expression. Maybe you should start planning for Jang uk’s funeral.

“You have a lot to explain y/n.” Dang gu said, his eye gaze was burning your skin. A sense of heat rises from your face.

“Do i?”

“And so does Yul.” Park Jin added.

This was the first time both of you had a long interview. It felt like you’re getting interviewed for a job you didn’t apply for. Boring.

But you were done first, you met him when he was standing in front of your room. His lips crashed onto yours as he closed the door behind him.

“Now that they know it. I don’t think we should keep it a secret anymore.” He told you and you nodded. Yul caressed your face. Tracing your face lines and muttering how beautiful you are.

To him, you were the most beautiful woman in his sight and forever will. “I love you so goddamn much.”

“I love you too.”

genre: fluff (soft hours) [juyeon x reader]

‘cuz all of the small, things that you do. Are what remind me why I fell for you’

The apartment smelled nothing except for his cologne. It shows how you never really cleaned the house properly so the scent would stay. You missed him too much it hurts your head.

It’s been so hard without him at home with you. You couldn’t think the last time you had a good day since he left for tour. God. Only God knows how much torture it is to be separated by your loved ones. Every single room felt empty, quiet. Cold. Without his presence. It’s not like he didn’t communicate with you, it’s just the difference with the time zone. Juyeon was at the other side of the world.

But that never stopped his accompany for you. He adored watching you close your eyes. You sleep so calm.

You don’t know what to feel without Juyeon because for 6 months without him, you were like a lost puppy not knowing the way home. Wake up to see Ju yeon wasn’t in your screen anymore and he had left his usual text messages, got ready for nothing and ended up back in bed after one meal.

You don’t even know how you survived that. You were too caught up in bed, inhaling his cologne and fell asleep without checking your phone or surroundings for the whole day.

The sound of the apartment main door creaked when Juyeon opened it. A weird express of emotion caught on his face when he notice how quiet the house was with the living room lights off. Juyeon checked his messages and you didn’t text him anything. The previous information that he would return was only left unread by you. Your shoes were still there, beside his unused one.

His footsteps padded their way, bringing his luggage and duffel bag with him into the room. When he turned on the light, Juyeon acknowledged your sleeping presence. He noticed how you were sleeping with all of your plushies that Juyeon found familiar. How could he forget? Half of them was his gift to you. But then he remembered how you had rarely go to bed with them anymore. This would be the first time since ages. Juyeon settled his things aside so he could keep it away later and went to shower quietly. And quickly. He wanted to be in your arms as fast as he could.

Maybe the quiet lasted a while because you soon woke up to his own phone notifications.

“I see a sleepyhead waking up, hi love. I’m home.” You see Juyeon walked towards you with damped hair, laying beside you. You laughed, feeling him snake his arm around your waist to close the gap in between you and him. This felt much better for you. Probably for him too.

It felt like heaven again. “I miss you. Badly.” You murmured, half asleep. Earning a chuckle from Juyeon himself. “I miss you too dummy. Did you took care of yourself nicely when I was away?”

You shrugged. You don’t know if you took care yourself either. “It was okay. Your mom came here a few times so I wasn’t lonely.” His hands found its way to play with your hair while listening to you. “you didn’t go out with your friends?”

You shook your head. There was nothing but silence that filled the room.

It wasn’t like an uncomfortable situation or boring. It felt more like he was hearing what your heart says and it was comforting. You wanted moment like this to stay forever. You don’t want this to end. Juyeon’s eyes never left yours, he just stared and kissed you deeply.

Your eyes hold a lot of stories that you didn’t unravel to him. As if he could see the worries in your eyes.

“Is there something bothering you love? You can tell me sweetheart. We promise to not keep secrets from each other right?”

You stopped breathing for a second seeing how your vision starts to get blurry, Juyeon wiped the tears that was streaming down your cheek. You were struggling to form words in your head. “breathe baby. I’m here.” You love how transparent you could be around him. No judgements, no lies, nothing fake.

Just him. Juyeon.

“I had bad days. I denied it so much so I could think that it was good when in reality it was worse than I thought. There was a day where I think I didn’t do anything and just stayed at home. I had nightmares and you weren’t there so it was harder for me to sleep. I know it’s your job and I agree to it so it’s stupid of me-”

Juyeon hold you so close and careful, as if you were made out of porcelain. His heart felt like it shattered into pieces knowing he made you feel that way. “Your feelings are valid sweetheart. Don’t think that you’re stupid because you felt that way y/n. You deserve to tell how you feel.”

To him, what you feel was the most important thing in the world. Juyeon needs to know if you’re alright or not. So it could be avoided in the future if he accidentally hurt your feelings.

“I’ll be here with you from now on. It’s okay, I promise. I understand what you feel. It must’ve hurt a lot.” Juyeon sighed sadly. Hearing your breathing slowed down.

“I love you so goddamn much.” You breathed. There was a soft kiss on your lips before he returned.

“I love you too y/n. With my whole universe.”

‘When we’re apart, and I’m missing you. I close my eyes and all I see is you.’

Jang uk x reader

-

The first time you met Jang Uk, it was when your sister Cho yeon broke off the engagement with him. Yet you could only watch it from afar, thinking how strict your mother was. That time, no one really knew Jinyowon had a third child in the family. You spent your entire life without stepping outside right after your oldest sister Bu yeon went missing.

Maybe you did sneak out a few times and getting caught not long after. Earning an earful from Cho yeon’s guard and your mother. It wasn’t really a wonderful experience.

But something did happened once when you escaped.

You bumped into Jang uk and he managed to break the bracelet tracker you were forced to wear. But he looked a lot different than the last time you had saw him. His hair wasn’t that long anymore. Jang uk doesn’t smile as much as he used to. And his energy wasn’t brighter than others.

When people die, they change a lot.

If only you knew the consequences breaking it. Maybe you wouldn’t feel the need to suffer a thread seeing into your skin.

“It’s you again.” Jang uk called as you turn your back to look at male. You didn’t know what’s your purpose of escaping again. You roam your way around the village with zero idea of what to do next.

Was meeting Jang uk again a coincidence?

He looks like he’s half dead. You blinked. “What are you doing here?” You questioned.

“It should be me asking why would a Jinyowon be at a place like this. It’s not really a nice place to be at. Dangerous especially for a girl like you to be around.” Jang uk mentioned.

Just as you were about to talk, Jang uk noticed the servants were looking for you. The tight force on your wrist made you startled when he pulled you into a dim alleyway and kissed you when the servants passed by. When he pulled away, you looked at him blankly. His hand was still cupping your face. “ don’t even think about this. I was just protecting you from getting caught. Just go home- I mean safely. Just stay in that prison room or whatever you call it and never come back here. I don’t want to be in trouble.” Jang uk huffed, backing away from you.

That was the last word he said before he walk away, leaving you shock alone. You were too lost in your mind to notice that you had been caught again.

When you were brought back to your room, your mother was already standing in the middle of the room. She wasn’t really happy about this either.

And your night was spent with your mind thinking about him. You shouldn’t feel this way. He doesn’t feel the same. He’s a Songrim mage. You’re from Jinyowon. When you saw him from afar, doesn’t mean he could feel the same for you.

You meant nothing to him. Even when he meant everything to you.

-

“You’re going to marry someone from the Seo family and be the leader of Jinyowon.” Your mother said. “But you’re still going to live in this room with him.” She added.

“Why can’t you make Bu yeon or Cho yeon as the leader-”

“that’s the reason why i asked you to get married first. Don’t you like it? Getting to be the leader of Jinyowon with your loving husband by your side?” There was this adoration in your mothers eyes, like she’s thinking of the ‘perfect’ future for you and the man. You never decline your mother’s orders, but at the same time you couldn’t force yourself to obey to her this time.

You don’t love the man. Not when Uk was on your mind.

“the unanimous assembly wants to see the new leader of Jinyowon. You’re following me.” Your mother said.

You didn’t feel like yourself when you were there, while your mother was smiling. You hated everything that was going on but you ended up bowing to everyone. It wasn’t comfortable. Especially when a man named Jin Mu was keeping his eyes on you beside your mother.

you breathed. “I was appointed the leader. The third child in Jinyowon. Y/n.” You announced, hearing everyone was starting to fuss with their mumbling. It was loud enough to kill you. “But you’re the youngest. The leader should be Bu yeon.” There was a man named Ho yeon called out and your eyes went to him. You couldn’t say anything. “That’s why she is going to marry someone from the Seo family.” Your mother announced.

“Can we pretend like we’re married? Everyone is scared of you. Even if you don’t feel the same like I do… but please? I can’t stay in that room forever.” You pleaded to Jang uk. But he instead just gave you fake a laugh glare at you.

“you’re crazy. I’m not doing that. Find someone else to do it.” He said.

There was a layer of glass in your eyes, the tears threatening to spill out, you look up. Seeing how there was a star that was brighter than the others. You might as well die if you were going to marry someone you didn’t want to.

You felt disgusted. Disappointed in yourself for being the puppet show for your mother.

The door opened from afar and a man walked in that caught everyone’s attention. It wasn’t a member from the unanimous assembly. It wasn’t a part of the guard either.

But it was someone you were familiar with. Someone who you were hoping the impossible to come.

Jang uk.

“she can’t marry anyone else.” his voice was loud enough for everyone in the meeting to hear. You watch him, walking to your side before kissing your forehead and holding your hand.

This would be the second time he had kissed you without hesitating. If he continues to do this without having hard feelings, you might be the one to burst anytime soon.

His hand was warm. Holding the cold hand of yours. You have a feeling he might question you later. “we’re married and we hope to get your blessings.” The way he talks about it sounds so casual. Was it because he was so good at lying and you’re not?

He poured you some in the rice wine cup, pushing it closer to you and he sees you finishing it. The liquid went through your throat with a burning sensation. The only thing you thought was how strong his alcohol tolerance was but that didn’t stop you from refilling it and push over to his side.

The moment he picked up the glass, he heard you say something that made him stop.

“If you drink that then we’re officially married. That’s our wedding drink.” You stated.

you heard your mother calling out your name. Probably disappointed and confused. She wanted you to explain everything that has been going on. Disobeying your mother was the last thing you wanted to do.

When Jang uk wanted to take you away he was stopped. “I don’t allow you to take her away.” Your mother said.

“Y/n is my wife. She is under my responsibilities. Therefore I forbid her to stay in Jinyowon.” Jang uk said.

That was the last thing before you followed Jang uk out the door.

-

What was the reason he took you in? He didn’t even acknowledged your existence. He sent you to maidservant Kim to take care of you while he was gone.

You waited for him. The first day passed by and he wasn’t there. The second day, he still wasn’t there. And a week passed by, you were starting to think he didn’t want to see you again. With everyday, you keep asking maidservant Kim about him. And her replies will always be the same. He’s at Jeongjinak. That was the reply she would always give.

You couldn’t sleep well neither could eat.

Until one night, when he returned after being gone for a week. It was the night where you were actually miserably in pain.

It was like an untreated wound. The pain was unbearable. When he walked in, you were on the cold ground, sweating while silently holding it in. “what happened to you?” he doesn’t sound worried, nor panic about it.

It was harder to read him when you’re in desperate need of help.

“Mother stitched the thread tight in the skin on my shoulder.” You panted. Like you were running out of breath. It was the most painful thing you’ve had experienced.

Jang uk didn’t seem fazed. He just exist your room and went to maidservant Kim to ask her to accompany and put ointments before returning to his personal room.

But he couldn’t go to bed.

Not when you’re in pain.

But he was supposed to be this cold to you. Why is he worried. Did he sound too cruel to you? To him it was too harsh.

When he stopped by the front of your room, he stood there, wondering if he should go back in there. His ego took over him and he ended up leaving.

“What did she said?” Jang uk asked maidservant Kim.

“Y/n refuses to go home. She said she will bear the pain. The ointments and warm towel isn’t helping young master Jang.” Maidservant Kim vented. Jang uk felt a sense of pity in himself.

But he can’t show his emotions to anyone.

“Then put more ointments until the pain reduces.”

He hated himself for being that cold, but his blood was boiling and he went straight to Jinyowon.

The door opened, and Jang uk took the relics from Ho gyeong and smashes it. “Why would you do that!” She sounded him.

“my wife couldn’t sleep. please refrain from calling her in the middle of the night. she’s sick and adding pain to her will be only make y/n suffer. Please respect her as your daughter and as my wife. As you can see we are newlyweds.”

the only reason he came home. That was the reason. He was too worried to leave you alone with maidservant Kim when you’re sick. Maidservant Kim told him that you didn’t feel well and he came home. Just for you.

-

A sense of regret when he walked in your room. Seeing you unconscious on the cold floor, your face and lips turned pale.

Jang uk tucked you in bed, taking the cold damped towel cloth before placing it on your forehead. He lay down beside you and just watch your sleeping figure. He didn’t realized how many hours had passed by or how the sun had rise. Because Jang uk didn’t get any sleep.

It wasn’t because of the things that was bothering him. What’s surprising was they don’t appear anymore when you’re with him.

When you woke up, that was the first time you had seen him smile. After three years.

“Good morning love.” He kissed you again.

Third.

“I’m sorry for being cold to you. That shouldn’t happened.” He apologised. You couldn’t comprehend what you just witnessed. “I wished I took care of you earlier.” Jang uk breathed.

“will you give me a second chance to prove myself?”

You never thought this kind of moment would actually happen. Forgiveness is a powerful thing.

Established relationship - fluff - angst - mention of blood and kissing!

Some things never really go the way we wanted it to be. The future changes everyone. Except it’ll took a while. God. The grief you went alone was extremely painful without him by your side.

Seo yul. Both of you had a bittersweet end. Or was it really the end of everything? Everyone went separate ways three years ago after that incident. The incident that made you suffer with sweat and tears to this day. You disappeared.

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The view of a barrier surrounding Jeongjinak caught to your attention. You didn’t know why you were out in the first place. Watching as Jang uk and the crown prince throwing stones trying to get it through the barrier, which it only leads to reflecting back. Yul wasn’t here, but your mind couldn’t stop thinking about the argument you both had a few minutes ago. You haven’t heard anything from Yul but your gut is telling you something is wrong. Should you go check on him? From afar?

“Y/n? Are you okay? If you’re worried about being stuck in here then I can guarantee we get out soo-”

no. You weren’t worried about getting stuck in here. You were worried about something that could go wrong. There was a sharp pain in your chest. “ I’m sorry, I have to go.” Was the only thing you could voiced out before running. Running to Yul while silently hoping he would be alright. The charm you both have. You hated that. You hated how it always scares you if you feel somewhere in your body burning, like a sword through a chest.

This kind of feeling. A mix of terrified and regret in your mind. You regret everything, you wished you had listened to him instead of being stubborn.

You wished it wasn’t a reality to what you are currently seeing with your bare eyes as soon as you stepped inside. Everything around you collapsed. Like the only thing that you could still see was the man you love, lying on the table in a puddle of his own blood with a wound on his chest. A tear of yours poured, your own feet dragged your body to stand beside him. Yun ok tried to touch and clean his wound. “ he lost a lot of blood, if he doesn’t get the enough blood he needs, young master Seo might die.” your breath hitched.

So-i on the other hand was rambling something about threatening to cut out her own blood in order to save Yul. You won’t be needed that because you had already planned it. Even if it means the pain will be two times painful for you. “Love, I really need you to wake up.” You whispered, taking the sharp knife before watching as your blood drip down to the wound. You would be lying if it wasn’t painful.

Your hovered your hand in the air over the wound, feeling the energy working on its own. His chest looked like nothing had happened.

Seeing him moving made you breath in relief. Hissing at your injured hand and wrist. You felt his hand squeezing yours before his eyes slowly flutter open. His touch made you forget about everything that has been going on. It’s like stones getting lift off your shoulders.

“y/n.” you heard him called out your name and your attention quickly went towards Yul. Your clothes was stained with his blood. Yul saw how your other hand was wrapped.

This was the consequence.

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That was the last time you saw him. Right after the barrier broke, he was taken to Sejukwon and you witnessed Jang uk’s death. That was the last time you got to hold Yul.

You thought that was the end for both of you. Nightmares were your best friend. Anxiety was painful. For three years. Three years you had waited for him. The first time you’ve heard rumours about him, it was recently how he was going to have a planned marriage with a Jinyowon daughter. Bu yeon.

Did he agree? Did he move on that fast? You didn’t know what your relationship with him is all about. Would he still remember you? Or was the past years of being in love with him was just flowing like the sea.

You don’t know what you were even doing. You saw So-i seems to be stalking on something, your eyes follow her vision and you saw someone familiar. Someone that you were longing for. Someone that you miss till death.

Yul.

You ran. You forget about everything else and went to his direction, standing in front of him while he takes his time to recognise who you are under the cloak. That’s before he realised it was you, burying you in his chest as he mutters your name.

“it’s really you… I thought you were gone. You didn’t reply to my letters and i-”

“I suffered a lot without you. The rumours. You were going to marry someone from Jinyowon. I thought you’ve… lost feelings.” His body tensed when you mentioned about the rumours.

It felt like falling in love all over again.