nora

˖ ܁♬⋆.˚𝄞 a weirdo, but i’m real doe

‧₊ ♪˚⊹ nora , she/her , 7teen , black , isfp , juhoon ult

for cortis :3 , strictly fluff and sfw content !!

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pairing downbad!keonho x fem!reader

synopsis you were planning on having a chill senior year with no distractions but the most popular boy at your school had other plans.

warnings fluff, sfw, cussing, maybe typos??, little bit of a rushed ending tbh..keonho is insanely down bad and reader has bad experiences from a past relationship so she’s skeptical abt him/closed off👀👀

author’s note one of my drafts that i haven’t touched since may..hope you guys like it! 💋💋

playlist

1. fake plastic trees - radiohead

2. wherever you will go - the calling

3. my girl - the temptations

4. heaven - bryan adams

5. nothing can change this love - sam cooke

taglist

@eoduuung @yvesismylove @cortisen5 @taelvvrzz @lowkeonho @seonghwaswifeuuuu

it was officially one month into your senior year. that final year before you had to become an adult and REALLY lock in. you always dreamed of having a high-school experience like the ones in the movies, but that dream kinda died right after your sophomore year. you thought everything was perfect too. you had the best boyfriend ever, and the most amazing best friend anyone could ever ask for. but then you started to realize that they were getting closer than you thought and caught him cheating on you with her. it’s like your whole world crumbled into pieces. everything went pretty downhill from there, you ended up moving schools and lost contact with everyone. so now all that's on your mind is graduating and disappearing somewhere far far away. you just quickly came to terms that senior year was going to be extremely boring at this new school..but peaceful. with no one bothering you, you're on the right path to a quick and quiet senior year.

or so you thought..

"oh my god. did you see what keonho was wearing today?? he's so handsome!!! i swear every time i see him, i get more and more nervous.", you overheard one of your classmates saying on the way to the library.

"i know right?? he’s so quiet, but that makes him insanely attractive!! i’m thinking about asking him out, should i?”, the friend responds.

you just don't understand it at all. why is every girl in the school so distracted by this guy? to you, he’s literally just a boy. to them, he’s an angel sent from heaven. it makes you absolutely sick. don’t these girls have any self respect for themselves??

“there they go again..", you mutter under your breath as you open the library door. you walk towards your usual spot next to the window and sit down to begin your studies. with both earbuds in your ear, you intend to completely log out of reality and focus on the sound of your favorite song and of course..your algebra homework.

"i hate this class with a burning passion. but the sooner i finish this assignment, the sooner i can go home.", you think to yourself.

you hum along to the melody of 'fake plastic trees' by radiohead as you write down an equation. but as you're actively writing you noticed someone walked up to your table,(with a really nice pair of shoes) and just stood there. you look up from your paper to see exactly who the whole school is going crazy about.

ahn keonho.

standing right in front of you. you never really seen him up close before..you couldn't help but think that what everyone says about him is true. but that didn't mean anything. even though the sun peering from the window hit his face at a perfect angle, highlighting his dark brown eyes and making him glow like he's in some kind of romcom or something. it was so cliche, how dare your favorite song play as he stands before you.

"is that radiohead?", he says to break the silence and quickly end your daydreaming.

"what?", you respond as you take one earbud out because you quite literally didn't hear a single thing he said.

"oh nothing, i was just wondering what song you were listening to. you were humming and it sounded familiar", he says while laughing under his breath.

"uhh- yeah. it's 'fake plastic trees' by radiohead", you reply completely flustered, surprised that he's even choosing to talk to you in the first place.

"i love that song. do you listen to radiohead often? they're one of my favorite bands."

"cool. yeah i listen to them often." you quickly say while trying to avoid eye contact.

you immediately began to think to yourself. "why is he talking to me?? i can't let him get me like this. he definitely does this to all the other girls here..is he flirting with me?"

“what’s your name?”

“..it’s y/n.”

"that’s a nice name. do you mind if i sit here?" he asks.

"uh yeah sure. i don't care." you respond while still avoiding eye contact.

he sits down and it feels like he's analyzing every single thing about you. your heart rate begins to speed up and your face gets hot.

"has anyone ever told you that you have a little attitude?" he asks, genuinely curious.

"no. not really. probably boys like you have though."

"what's that supposed to mean?" he chuckles thinking that you were joking with him.

you just shrug your shoulders and continue writing more equations.

"sooo...whatcha working on anyway?", he notices the awkwardness between you but decides to keep the conversation going.

"algebra 3 homework.", you keep your responses short and simple, PRAYING he would just end the conversation and notice you're not interested.

"ohhh, well..all the answers you've written down so far are incorrect."

"huh?", you shamelessly reply. showing some form of emotions for a change.

"do you need some help? i'm actually pretty good at algebra."

"oh no, i'm okay. i can manage by myself."

he takes the paper anyway and starts looking at the equations. he looks at you then down to the pencil still in your hand. he takes it right from your hand and starts working on YOUR homework. you're so shocked that you don't even know what to say. you just sit there and watch him in disbelief.

he scribbles a bit more before dramatically slamming the pencil on the table.

“there.”

“you did not have to do that.”

“no! really, i don’t mind.”

you stare at him for longer than a second before furrowing your brows at him.

“what are you playing at?”

“..what do you mean?”

“well i’d assume you sat here for a reason.”

the silence gets so incredibly loud even though you’re in a library.

“let me take you on a date, we can go anywhere you want.”

you chuckle as you start packing your things.

“no can do, playboy. i’ve seen your type before, going around and hitting on all the girls around school. i’m not that easy.”

“after i just did your algebra homework? you owe me.”

you pause before closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. you look up at him with an blank expression.

“you set me up.”

“you accepted the offer.”

“barely.”

“just please go on this date with me. there’s this one açaí shop that i know downtown and-“

“you’re very adamant aren’t you?? do you take all your little girlfriends to this place too?”

you finally finish packing up and stand before him with your arms crossed. he stares at you with a serious look, really trying to convince you that he’s not what you think.

“i don’t know what kind of narrative you clearly already built up on me, but you’re wrong. i don’t even talk to girls like that.”

“mhm.”

“no, im serious. i genuinely want to take you out.”

you hold your breath before dramatically exhaling.

“okay i’ll go to this “infamous” açaí shop with you. only because you did my homework and i hate being in debt to others. but it’s NOT a date, understand?”

“alright. that’s fair.”

he takes out his phone and waves it in front of you.

“give me your number.”

“why?”

“well how are we going to go on a date if i can’t contact you?”

“it’s not a date.”

“sorry, not a date. but either way, i need to get in touch with you.”

you audibly sigh before grabbing his phone and typing your number in.

“just don’t be annoying and text me 24/7, i have a life you know.”

“do you??”

“yes? i do.”

“okay…well i’ll only text you the details on our dateee.” he says in a sing-songy tone.

“stop calling it that.”

he cheekily shrugs while smiling before turning around and heading towards the door.

you can’t help but feel this pit in your chest. your face is incredibly hot and your mind is going a mile a minute. did that really just happen? how did you randomly just end up having plans with the most desired boy in the whole school? you begin to look around just to make sure there are no cameras, incase you’re being pranked. you take a deep breath before walking out the library and going on with the rest of your day, trying your best to not let this minor encounter take over your mind.

but it’s all you could think about.

you’re finally home resting on your couch and watching love island (i’m currently obsessed with this show), when you hear your phone buzz. you check to see who it is even though you already knew.

the way he texted you was so childlike, but cute. his use of emojis was so excessive that you couldn’t help but smile reading his texts before you snapped out of it. eventually he told you that he would pick you up on saturday at noon. you casually agree and slowly count down the days.

thursday.

you were sitting in class when you randomly thought about keonho. your heart instantly dropped to your stomach.

“why am i nervous?” you whisper to yourself.

you were so deep in thought, you didn’t even realize the teacher called you to answer a question.”

“huh?” you foolishly reply.

“stop daydreaming and pay attention in class.”

you look down at your desk in embarrassment as you begin to pick at your fingers. your mind immediately went to him.

“he’s distracting me.” you think to yourself, genuinely annoyed.

friday.

you’re walking down the hallway with your earbuds in. the hallway noise has always been too much for you, so of course alternative rock is the best option to drown it out. you’re turning the corner when you bump into him, the boy who you just can’t seem to escape.

“well won’t you look at that. it looks like fate has brought us together again.”

“don’t flatter yourself.”

he leans against the wall while smirking at you.

“are you ready for our dateeee?”

“i think you’re just teasing me at this point.”

“maybe, maybe not.”

you roll your eyes and walk right past him. he follows you.

“where are you headed?”

“home?”

“um right! i knew that…let me walk you home.”

“yeah okay, so you can know where i live and kidnap me or something.”

“i’m literally going there to pick you up tomorrow.”

you get very quiet and side eye him.

“hm. i didn’t think about that. alright, the dates called off then.”

“what?!”

you start to laugh.

“i’m just joking.”

he’s completely stunned. not by the joke, but by your smile. that’s the very first time he saw you laugh and his gaze immediately softened at the sight of it.

“wait—you just called it a date.”

you pause for a split second.

“no i didn’t.”

“yes, you did.”

you bite down on your bottom lip and start speed walking.

“wait, slow down!”

“look, i’ll see you tomorrow okay bye!”

later that night you’re in the living room folding laundry when your phone begins to ring.

you check the screen and of course it’s him.

you pick up in a very annoyed manner.

“you love crossing boundaries don’t you? i told you not to call me.”

“no you didn’t. you told me not to text you so, i found a better alternative.”

you smack your teeth before dramatically sighing into the phone, making sure he heard your distress.

“what do you want keonho.”

it goes silent for a second.

“i wanted to hear your voice.”

your heart drops.

“oh. well, you heard it..so now what?”

“i guess i got what i wanted then. see you tomorrow, pretty girl.”

“keonho—“

beep. beep. beep.

he hung up.

you stare at the wall, phone still hot on your cheek.

“what the hell?? and of course he’ll hang up after saying that.”

you close your eyes and sigh.

you tried not to care. you tried so hard not to show your true feelings.

you’re scared to put too much effort into someone again, but.

you’re slowly falling for him.

hard.

“damn, he’s good.” you whisper to yourself before burying your face in your hands.

it’s officially saturday. the fateful day.

you roll out of bed with this weird feeling in your stomach.

nervousness? excitement?

you couldn’t really figure it out.

either way, you still went through your morning routine and got ready.

you did your makeup and put on your favorite polka dot patterned blouse. not for any particular reason of course. just because you like this top a lot, not because you want to impress him or anything. (👀👀)

you just can’t believe you’re really doing this. you seriously almost thought about chickening out, but you’re not one to give up out of nervousness.

so you’re following through with it. sitting outside on your porch, waiting for keonho to pick you up.

you start spacing out about how this whole thing could go. keonho seems pretty infatuated by you, so who knows how this could end up?

what if he wants to kiss you?

your face instantly gets hot as you cover your mouth.

“i’m acting like he’s right in front of me.”, you whisper to yourself.

BEEP BEEP!

“oh shit, he is.”

you gather all your things and speed walk to his car. he rolls down the window.

“hey! all ready?”

“hey, yeah i’m ready.”

you hop in the car and sit in the most stiff position ever. he’s staring at you with the biggest grin on his face.

you giggle awkwardly.

“..why are you staring at me like that?”

“you look amazing.”

“oh, thanks.”

“i’m so honored. you trying to look your best for our dateeee.”

“oh my god, keonho just drive.”

he laughs before lightly pressing on the gas.

the car ride was pretty…calm.

he would occasionally look over to you and grin, or ask what songs you wanted to listen to. he even turned up the A/C whenever he noticed you were moving around uncomfortably in the seat, assuming you were hot.

“sooo have you ever tried açaí before?”

“no, i actually haven’t. is it good?”

“it’s perfect. i have a feeling you’ll like it. this shop has a very calm atmosphere to it too.”

“really? do you go there often?”

“yeah, i’ve been there a few times.”

“cool.”

silence..

“y/n, i have so many questions.”

“..about?”

his grip tightens on the steering wheel.

“just you. i never seen you around before this year. you moved here right?”

“yeah, over the summer.”

“do you mind if i ask why?”

“my parents wanted me to have a fresh start.”

“did something happen? like those crazy accidents people make documentaries about?”

you chuckle at his wild imagination.

“close enough.”

you pause for a brief second before taking a deep breath.

“my life literally changed in a day. i felt like i lost everything because of other people’s mistakes. i lost myself too. my parents both agreed that i needed to start over. so now i’m here, trying to find myself.”

his right hand hovers over to meet yours.

“you’ll find it. without a doubt.”

silence again..

his hand finds it’s way back onto the steering wheel.

“thank you for being comfortable enough to tell me that, y/n. i didn’t know you had any trust in me at all.”

“well, i’ve only known you for like three days so i wouldn’t say trust, but you do have a very comforting energy around you. like i can tell you anything without being judged.”

the corner of his lips begin to curl up into the sweetest smile ever.

“i’m glad you feel that way about me.”

“me too.”

he turns into the parking lot of the açaí shop and finds an open parking spot.

it’s surprising. given how much of a disaster he seems to you sometimes, he’s actually a pretty good driver.

he puts the car in park and turns to look at you, noticing that your hand is reaching out to open the door.

“WAIT. DON’T MOVE.”

you freeze in place before raising an eyebrow.

“what?”

“obviously your date has to open the door for you.”

you roll your eyes and giggle at his silliness.

before you know it, he’s unbuckling his seatbelt and running out to the passenger side of the car to open the door.

he sticks his hand out in front of you with the biggest smile on his face.

“my lady.”

you immediately start laughing at his actions while reaching for his hand.

“you’re so corny.”

“i’m very traditional, actually.”

“traditionally corny.”

he closes the door behind you and automatically starts running to open the door of the açaí shop.

you bite your bottom lip to stop your smile from getting out.

“ladies first.”

you nod your head and walk in.

the atmosphere was definitely calming for sure. with the sweet smell of different fruits mixing together and the jazz music blasting from the speakers.

“it’s so nice in here.”

“i know right? let’s go sit over there, it’s my favorite spot.”

he points towards a table by the window.

you walk in that direction to go take a seat but keonho beats you to it. he rushes right past you to pull your chair out. you cover your face in embarrassment before sitting down.

“you’re acting like we’re at some fancy restaurant or something.”

“and you’re gonna have to get used to it.”

“what if i don’t want to?”

he chuckles and sits in front of you.

“here, this is the menu.”

“wow..there’s so many options.”

“i know right??..ooh i think you’d like this one. i order it often.”

he points to a picture of an açaí bowl on the corner of the page.

“okay, i’ll get that one then.”

“are you sure?”

“yeah. if you order it a lot, then it must be good.”

“you’re absolutely correct. this is going to be your favorite, mark my words. wait here, i’m gonna go order.”

“okay.” you nod your head and shoot a soft smile at him.

this wasn’t as bad as you’d thought it’d be. it’s actually crazy because, all the nervousness you felt just left in seconds. keonho is so much fun to be around and you’re having the time of your life. he brings such a calming and caring energy towards you that it doesn’t even feel real sometimes. you don’t want to self sabotage because of your past, but how come he’s so perfect? it’s genuinely shocking to you.

“it should be ready in a few, they’re gonna bring it to our table.”

“oh okay, sounds cool.”

“sooo…are you enjoying our date so far??”

“we just got here..”

“i just need to make sure i’m doing everything right.”

“keonho honestly, i believe you can do no wrong. i’m genuinely enjoying our time together.”

he leans in, all of his attention focused on you and only you.

“so i’m winning you over?”

you chuckle and run your fingers through your hair.

“maybe. we’ll see.”

he starts celebrating like a kid and wiping fake dust off his shoulders.

“…okay now you lost me.”

he’s quite literally mid celebration when the worker walks up with your açaí.

“here you two go.”

“thank you so much! this looks delicious.”

he pushes your açaí towards you.

“go ahead, try it. i want to see your live reaction.”

you nod your head and grab your spoon in excitement.

you take a bite and immediately close your eyes in delight. it genuinely felt like you were transported to heaven.

“holy shit, this is super good.”

“i knew you’d like it!”

you quickly grab another bite and lean back into your chair.

“so keonho. since you asked me questions, it’s my turn.”

“okay, go ahead.”

“your plan was to ask me out on a date from the beginning, wasn’t it?”

“maybe.”

“so when you approached me, it wasn’t because i was humming radiohead?”

“well yes..and no. it just worked out perfectly because they are one of my favorite bands.”

he looks down at his açaí bowl then back up at you.

“if i’m being honest, i’ve always had my eye on you. i just needed an good excuse to approach you. the universe was on my side that day.”

“so that also means..you doing my algebra homework was a trap?”

he chuckles at your conclusion.

“not a trap, just an opportunity for me to take you out.”

“so, a trap.”

“hey! your grade probably would’ve plummeted if i didn’t help you.”

“okay fine, that’s fair.”

he rests his cheek on the palm of his hand and slightly leans towards you, his gaze completely fixated.

“you’re staring at me again. it’s kinda creepy.”

“i’m just so curious about you, y/n. i want to know everything about you. everything you like, everything you hate.”

“well you’ve got a long way to go keonho.”

“i know. and i’m willing to wait. i don’t know exactly what you went through in the past, but i do want to help you. if you couldn’t already tell, i’m very interested in you.”

“but why?”

“it’s just something about you i can’t figure out. your presence. your energy. it’s so attractive to me, i’m automatically drawn to you. you just seem so familiar.”

“wow. no one has ever spoke about me in that way before.”

“there’s a first for everything.”

“hm. i guess you’re right.”

you both eventually finish your açaí bowls, marking the end of your first date with keonho.

“whew that was the best thing i’ve eaten in a while—what’s wrong?”

keonho is looking like a sad, lost puppy.

“i hate to say it, but this means our date has come to a devastating end.”

“wow. dramatic much?”

you get up to throw away both you and keonho’s bowls.

“wait—i was gonna do that.”

“just let me do this one thing in return.”

he lowers his head and lethargically gets out of his seat. he grabs your things for you and walks in your direction, shoes damn near dragging on the floor. you’re already by the door waiting for him.

“here’s your purse.”

“thank you very much.”

he holds open the door for you.

“keonho, i hope you know i had a lot of fun.”

“i’m relieved.”

“so when’s our next date?”

“WHAT? you wanna go on another date with me? wait—really???”

you shrug your shoulders while speed-running to the car.

keonho is frozen in place, still standing in front of the shop and covering his mouth in disbelief before muttering to himself.

it’s official guys i’m finally making a part 2 of self control 👀👀👀 this post is for anyone who wants to be tagged!

so just comment down below and i will add u to the taglist muahahah (this is very thrilling i’m ngl)

please keep in mind that i’m prioritizing my other fics that i’m writing atm so i can’t give anyone a definite answer on when self control pt.2 will be out BUT it is confirmed so it will be posted soon!!

okay so i’m ALMOST done with my other keonho fic that i deadass been writing since time began😭😭😭

the title is called..drumroll please..🥁🥁

ᥫ᭡.ִֶָ𓂃 you owe me. - ahn keonho

yay and the crowd goes wild ahhhhh ahhhh!! yes the theme for this one is pink #verycute

and it’s about downbad keonho who makes the beginning of ur senior year go from boring to chaotic when he suddenly asks you to go on a date with him👀👀

i’m planning to have this out sometime this week so lmk if ur interested in being tagged :3

also working on two other fics:

juhoon fic

alt juhoon🤤🤤🤤 who’s also ur boyfriend and he’s taking you out on your first date!

seonghyeon fic

your classmate seonghyeon wants u so bad and keeps trying to get your attention but ends up failing miserably everytime😭😭

pls comment down below if u want to be tagged for these ^^^ (don’t have a specific timeframe on when they will be out so keep that in mind!!)

thank you!

hello beautiful anon! okay, so i’m gonna be honest.

at first, i was avoiding making a part 2 mostly because of the fact that i’m already writing so many other fics at the moment that i want to focus on more. BUT! since everyone is asking me about it and saying how much they enjoyed it then i WILL make a part 2.

you ask and you shall receive guys✌️✌️

but we’re gonna have to make a deal..because i would like to get these other fics out first before i post a part 2 of self control. so if you guys would give me just a littleeeee time i can promise you that part two will be coming soon!

okay now that i’ve gotten that out the way, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST!! you already know i’m going to use this idea muahahah👀👀THIS IS SO GOOD IM VERY VERY EXCITED TO WRITE IT!!

i will make a separate post asking who wants to be tagged, so be on the lookout for that!!

have a wonderful day and thank you again :33

sending love,

pairing zhao james x fem!reader

synopsis on an evening beach date with your boyfriend james

warnings fluff, sfw, est. relationship, kissing, skinship, really really short, maybe some typos

author’s note ahhh guys i’m going to the beach soon and thought abt this☀️

now playing..heat waves by glass animals

taglist:

@eoduuung @yvesismylove @cortisen5 @taelvvrzz @lowkeonho @seonghwaswifeuuuu

you and james are walking on the beach together, just talking about anything and everything.

the view is beautiful, the sunset being the main attraction as the water glistens below it.

he interlocks your hand in his and gazes at the gorgeous scene in front of him. not the sunset, you.

you couldn’t even hide your giggle if you tried.

“what james?”

“i just love moments like these.”

“ugh tell me about it. being here with you is all i could ever ask for.”

“really?”

“of course. who else would i want to be here with?”

he laughs before giving you a kiss on your cheek.

“want to go sit back down?”

“yeah sure, let’s go.”

you and him return to the little spot you two created earlier. all you had was two towels, a vintage radio, a lunch box full of snacks, and a dream.

you’re both just silent staring at the moving waves in front of you, taking everything in. you lean your head on his shoulder and briefly close your eyes.

james wraps his arm around your shoulder and an insane amount of peace just comes over him.

“y/n.”

“hm?”

“you know, i never got to tell you exactly when i fell in love with you.”

you immediately perk up and turn your head in his direction. your eyes automatically meeting his.

“when did you fall in love with me?”

he sighs like that question instantly brought him a sense of nostalgia.

“you were everywhere, but it only seemed like i noticed.”

he brings you closer to kiss your forehead.

“what do you mean by that?”

“i always saw you around. like a lot. maybe at the cafe, or the park, even passing each other on the street. you were always there and i would always see you. but it seemed like i was the only one who noticed your existence and presence. i kept wondering, who is she? why do i always see her?”

“isn’t that exactly what people call fate?”

“yeah. that’s what it was. fate.”

“wow. that’s actually pretty cool. so, that’s when you fell in love with me?”

“yeah. i was getting attracted to you and you easily became a part of my day without even saying a single word to me. when we met coincidentally, i was very happy. i thought that maybe it happened for a reason, and it did. i’m sitting here with you, and i’m deeply in love.”

you look at him and smile.

“i am super grateful that my choices in life led me to you, james. you’re my happiness. you’re my fate.”

he looks you in your eyes before planting a kiss on your forehead, your cheek, and then your lips. you kiss back before breaking away and burying your face into his chest.

he holds you as the sound of waves crashing and seagulls flying overhead surrounded the two of you.

and uh number two this might be very angsty but like would you like to write a lil sumth sumth abt like let’s say a girl who basically she’s very depressed and like she’s deadass gone like barely goes to school and always wears long sleeve bc like she not really mentally okay and shes like obsessed with her body like she won’t leave it alone basically and uh have like a guy she really hates notice it and be the one to help her out of everything but like specifically like she’s changing in the schools “haunted locker room” bc NOBODY goes in there bc #1 it looks haunted and #2 its mixed gender, and idk which cortis member you’d wanna write it w but ion mind ANY!! oh and for reference this is like during game season where she’s a cheerleader and hes like a basketball player and stuff but yea more like hurt-comfort on the highly angsty level..!! strange request really but i find comfort in those kinds stories so if u wanna do it then hehhe lmk!!

love u lots 💓💓

thank u sooooo much for the request and the support!!! i’m super duper glad that you enjoy my work ahhh!!!

first off, this is a very good idea👀👀

i’ll definitely keep this in mind and see what i can do!! i really want to keep writing more angst so i’ll cook something up soon and dedicate it to you :3

— soooo basically i have another keonho fic in the vault that i’ve lwk been writing since like may😭😭i’m just having insane writers block with it for some reason😕like i’m still trying to figure out how i want it to go but either way i have been actively working on it so hopefully it should be out soon!! if anyone wants to be added to my taglist for keonho or any other members just lmk! and also, if anyone has any requests feel free to reach out!!

have a good day guys 🧁

sincerely, jjuboba

and TOUR DATES DROPPED???😭😭😭is this heaven

pairing producer!martin edwards x songwriterfem!reader

synopsis your coworker boyfriend martin suddenly breaks up with you and you have to go into work the very next day and see him again. will this separation be able to last?

warnings angst, crying, fluff, sfw, cussing, skinship, kissing, slightly rushed, happy ending guys plz don’t shoot me

author’s note this is my first time writing angst so bear with me😭anyway who else is obsessed with steve lacy and his new song???

now playing…the feeling by steve lacy

taglist: @eoduuung @yvesismylove @cortisen5

you had a feeling this would happen.

it just sounded too perfect to you. it felt too perfect to you.

a well known producer and his songwriter girlfriend. how lucky are they to be under the same label, always together and just..inseparable. right?

wrong.

it’s finally winter. probably the coldest one you’ve ever experienced. snow lightly filled the city, while he tragically emptied your heart.

“let’s break up.”

“…what?”

“i just think it’s not working between us.”

you scoffed at him.

“and what exactly isn’t working?? you see—that’s your problem martin, you come up with all these stupid ideas on your own and then expect me to understand you. i thought we were doing good.”

“look, i thought we were doing good too. but i feel like i can’t make you truly happy as your boyfriend. i’m scared of that commitment. i took a lot of time to think about us and came to the conclusion that maybe i’m not fully ready. i think it’s best we stay as friends for now.”

you stare at him. tears beginning to blur your vision.

“why is everything always uncertain with you?”

he looks down at the ground, refusing to meet your devastating gaze.

“i’m sorry, y/n.”

you’re just completely silent. in shock. a tear slowly gliding down your face.

“i knew you would do this to me.”

you walk right past him in tears, hoping that he would just run after you and stop you. you began to think to yourself.

“call out my name. just once. i’ll forgive you. i promise i’ll forgive you.”

but the further you got, the more unlikely everything became.

you could barely breathe. your face was soaked from the tears and the cold just made it even worse. you felt like a ghost walking into your apartment before completely collapsing and sobbing uncontrollably.

“stupid. so. fucking. stupid. i should’ve known.”

you lean against the wall as you wipe your tears away. you couldn’t help but think,

“where did everything go wrong?”

it’s the next morning and you woke up feeling like a zombie. you sluggishly get out of bed to get ready for work as the same words circled around in your mind,

“let’s break up.”

you never felt more disappointed in yourself than you did today. how could you waste so much time on him? now you have to go to work just to see him again? not even a full 24 hours after the break up?

what great luck you have.

you arrive to the studio pretty early and that just made you feel even more uncomfortable.

“i should’ve called in sick.”

you groan while leaning your head back into the office chair.

then you hear a faint knock, making your heart drop to your stomach.

it’s martin.

your eyes meet his for a split second before you quickly turn your head. he softly closes the door before greeting you.

“hey.”

“hi.”

“you’re early today.”

“i wasn’t trying to be, but yeah.”

you look down and start fidgeting with a loose string on your sweater. he sits down next to you.

“are you okay?”

“yeah. why wouldn’t i be?”

“i’m talking about yesterday.”

“i’m fine.“

“look, i just wanted to apologize again.”

“martin. can we not do this right now?”

he looks at you and then nods his head.

“okay.”

you get up and start heading for the door.

“where are you going?”

“just to get some air. i’ll be back in a few.”

you make it to the balcony and let the cold breeze swiftly pass you by. you had to admit, you did let your thoughts get the best of you. because all you could think about was how casual he was being with everything. he broke up with you, and now he has the nerve to ask if you’re okay? does he not regret anything at all?

tears start to well up in your eyes and you just look up at the sky to let them fall.

you missed him. a lot. you miss what the two of you had. all of this just made you come to the realization that you can’t go a second without having him right next to you. he was your rock, your whole world. how can you possibly pretend like you don’t care when he is the only one you truly love?

you sigh while wiping away your tears before turning around back into the building.

you make it back, taking a deep breath before opening the door of the studio.

“it’s okay. i’m okay.”

you click the door open and avoid any kind of eye contact with your coworkers and obviously, with martin.

you sit down in your original spot right next to him before clapping your hands together and faking a smile.

“okay! let’s get started shall we?”

martin has not taken his eyes off you for a second, his face expression slowly softening.

he knew you were crying.

he knew you.

it made him feel like his heart split in two as the guilt fully consumed him.

it’s like a force took over him because all of a sudden he’s grabbing your hand and dragging you out the door with him.

and you let it happen.

now you’re both in the hallway, still holding hands.

you aggressively let go and attempt to go back inside but he grabs you again.

“just hear me out please.”

“why should i martin.”

“i’m a dumbass okay?”

“yes. you are.”

“and i’m scared.”

your mind goes blank.

he looks at you with those eyes. those very familiar eyes that only you know.

“i’m scared that i can’t protect you. i’m scared of the future. i’m scared of fucking up. so i just ran away. that’s the only thing i’ve ever known how to do.”

“martin, can’t you see how that’s not fair? you were scared you couldn’t protect me, so you left me?”

“i know, and i’m sorry. i’ll continue to say sorry for the rest of my life so please—”

he looks up at the ceiling.

“please forgive me. i love you.”

you look to the side before meeting his gaze once again.

“if you love me so much, then why did you choose to break up with me? why couldn’t you just tell me what was on your mind? i just don’t understand. we always go through everything together.”

“i didn’t want to seem like a fool infront of you.”

he stares at you as tears begin to fill his eyes.

and in that moment, every memory with him that you hold close to your heart came flooding in.

the times he would randomly hold your hand, not for any particular reason, but just because he wanted to feel the warmth in your palms.

whenever he would always buy your favorite pastry from the cafe even if you weren’t hungry.

when he would show up at your apartment with flowers, standing at the door with his arms wide open, waiting for you to jump into them so he can embrace you.

you can never get enough of that. never.

so you accept it. you accept that you can’t be without him.

you walk towards him to hug him but he grabs your hand and lightly pulls you into his chest.

his chin automatically rested on the top of your head, like it was second nature to him. he sighs as a tear rolls down his cheek.

“i missed this. i missed you. i’ll never hurt you ever again, i promise you. i love you.”

“i love you too, martin.”

you knew that you were gonna forgive him.

every. single. time.

you believe that there’s no one in the world who truly understands you the way martin does.

he’s literally half of you, and he knows it.

he pulls away just enough to see your face, before cupping your cheeks and kissing you.

a kiss that lingered for longer than usual.

a kiss that said everything, but also nothing at all.

his tear stained cheeks brushing against yours, fully enamored by the touch of your lips on his.

he breaks away to look you in your eyes before softly planting a kiss on your forehead and pulling you into his chest again.

you wish you could stay like this forever. it felt like you were the only two people in the world.

just you and martin.

“do you want to go back in?”

“no, let’s just stay like this.”, most of your words muffled into his chest.

he chuckles and plants a kiss on the top of your head.

this wasn’t how you expected the day to go, but at the same time it’s all you could ever wish for.

you and martin always finding a way back to each other.

nothing else matters.

you eventually get back to work and while working on a demo, he suddenly grabs your hand.

reassuring you that he’ll never let go ever again.

you smiled at him and his eyes filled up with an overflowing love.

he promised to himself that he’ll always look at you as if you’re the most precious thing to bless this earth.

so that’s exactly what he did.

kept his eyes locked on you for the rest of the day.

pairing ahn keonho x fem!reader

synopsis you and your friend decide to practice kissing on each other out of boredom, but end up getting too carried away.

warnings based in the 90s, fluff, sfw, kissing, skinship, some cussing, friends w/ benefits🫣🫣, not proofread since i just wanted to post something rq!!

author’s note ngl i’m a sucker for fwb tropes👀👀hope u guys like this little short one i wrote :p

now playing…dreams by the cranberries

taglist: @eoduuung @yvesismylove

keonho was over at your house again.

it quickly became a common occurrence between you two. he would always show up at your house unannounced and you would always show up at his.

sometimes your mom would even ask where keonho was whenever he wasn’t around like he normally would be.

but now here he is, laying on your bedroom floor flipping through some lousy magazine you had laying around somewhere. you’re right next to him reading a comic but occasionally getting closer to check what cheesy ad he was looking at.

“i feel like i already read this one.”

you snort and turn to look at him.

“you probably have.”

it was so comfortable being around him. a little too comfortable. you and keonho quickly developed a type of bond where you could just lay right next to each other and not even say a word. other people might say that stuff like that is “intimate”, but you and him have always been like this. yes, there were times where you thought that maybe friends don’t do things like that but..it was so casual that you quickly brushed those thoughts off and just assumed it was a mutual thing between close friends.

he cartoonishly sighs before closing the magazine and throwing it to the side. then he gets up and starts pacing around your room. you’re so puzzled by his random shuffling that you close your comic just to stare at him.

“what’s the matter with you? you’re making me anxious.”

“i’m just incredibly bored and this is the only thing i can think of.”

“you’re a weirdo.”

“i said i’m BORED and you don’t have anything fun for your guest to do?”

“you’re the one who came here unannounced, so accept the consequences.”

he groans before dramatically plopping to the floor again. he stares at the ceiling and then starts fake crying.

“what the hell are you doing?”

“trying to make you feel bad.”

“oh my god keonho, grow up.”

“y/n seriously. i’m thinking that maybe i should stop coming over here. there’s nothing for me to do anymore. i read every magazine, every comic, listened to every cd, watched every movie, and—“

“okay, okay. i get it. i’ll think of something for us to do, so stop whining.”

you get up to sit on your bed, the sound of it being the only thing that filled the room. you begin to think, really hard actually. you’re so deep in thought someone might assume that you’re trying to solve a mystery. that’s when it hits you. the craziest idea. your face expression noticeably changes before you shoot a silly smirk at keonho.

“why…are you looking at me like that?”

“okay, i have something for us to do but i’m gonna ask you a personal question first.”

“alright..ask away.”

“have you ever had your first kiss before?”

his whole body goes stiff.

“uhhh—no, not yet. why?”

“well i haven’t either and this might be the craziest thing i’ve ever asked you and obviously you don’t have to say yes, but it’s just that i feel very comfortable around you so i don’t mind doing—“

“y/n. stop beating around the bush and just say it.”

you awkwardly smile.

“how would you feel practicing kissing with me??”

“practice? kissing?”

“yeah, you know. so we can be prepared whenever someone else wants to kiss us.”

he laughs before nodding his head.

“okay sure, why not?”

he gets up and starts walking towards you. you started to wonder why your heart was beating so fast when you were the one who asked him.

he sits right next to you as nothing but silence lingered around the two of you. he shifts his whole body in your direction and that subtle movement made you even more nervous.

“so..what now?”

you turn your head to look at him.

“i guess this is when you’re supposed to kiss me.”

“okay.”, he replies while trying his best to hold in his smile.

he raises his hand before shyly putting it back down.

“i don’t know what to do with my hands. do you care if i place my hand on your cheek?”

“no i don’t care, this is a learning experience after all.”

“alright, then i’m going in.”

“okay.”

he puts his hand on your cheek as his gaze switches to your lips, then your eyes, not sure on which one to focus on. he gradually starts leaning in before eventually your lips met his. it was a very quick peck. a kiss that could easily go unnoticed.

the silence became way too loud that you could barely breath. but even so, he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you once.

“how was that?”

you playfully hit him while laughing hysterically.

“that was incredibly quick keonho, i didn’t even realize you kissed me.”

he starts to laugh back.

“i knowww, but i got too nervous.”

“it’s okay, i’m nervous too. but let me just say this, you don’t have to walk on eggshells while we kiss. just do whatever feels right in the moment, and i’ll do the same.”

“okay, noted.”

this time he puts his hand on your waist. it obviously took you by surprise, but what did you expect? next thing you know, he’s kissing you like the world was gonna end. by instinct, you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him back. but that small detail made him kiss you even more passionately. you two finally pull away to catch your breath. faces still centimeters away.

“how was it that time?”

“way better.”

you grab him by the collar of his shirt and kiss him again. he instantly melts into the kiss before his left hand finds your waist again, his right gliding up to the back of your neck.

you couldn’t believe what you just got yourself into. you and keonho just reached a point in your friendship that you can’t even begin to comprehend. is kissing your friend going way too far? are you two maybe enjoying this way too much? who knows..all you know is that you’re kissing him right now, and he’s kissing you.

a kiss that was lasting longer than expected but you couldn’t help it. if it was for the sake of “practice”, then who cares? you felt like nothing in the world could ever stop you two.

knock. knock. knock.

the sudden sound startles you both and you break away from each other faster than the speed of light. you stare at the direction of the door looking disheveled as ever, and incredibly embarrassed.

it was your mom. absolutely clueless of what her daughter was hiding from her.

“what are you two doing in here, wrestling?”

you both stare at her then back at each other before bursting out into laughter.

“okay..well keonho, your mom called. she said dinner will be ready soon and that you should be heading back.”

“yes mrs. l/n, i’ll be on my way.”

he gets up and walks towards the door before turning around and making direct eye contact with you.

“we should practice again tomorrow.”

all you could do was smile.

“okay, i’ll see you then.”

he smiles back at you before walking out the door.

your mom was still leaning on the doorframe, giving you a suspicious look.

“practice? what practice?”

“nothing. just something with school.”

“mmm okay.”

she closes the door and you stare at it in complete disbelief.

you were just kissing ahn keonho. and he said it himself that he wanted to practice again tomorrow.