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excerpt. “i am afraid i will love you forever and we will never be in the same room again.” - clementine von radics, in a dream you saw a way to survive 

pairings. ex!na jaemin x gender neutral reader

genre. angst, lovers to exes to ??? 

warnings. none, save for the whole thing being dialogue deficient and born out of rusty writing. 

word count. 1.9k

notes. for @luvholicz​, i know it took so long but it’s out! sorry if it’s a bit far from ‘our last summer’ but here’s the idea i got out of interpreting the lyrics. happy birthday!

You were waiting for something, you could feel it in the way your stomach churned in both dread and excitement. 

There was something to look forward to today, enough to make the afternoon seem more dull than it already was. As time dragged on its snail-like pace, the view outside the glass windows proved to be more entertaining than the ink-marked whiteboard. Your subtle glances outside turned into long stares, the minutes remaining ticking by without much notice. When the clouds rolled past, the golden streaks bathed the room in a warmth that countered the ACs chilly breeze, the tail-end of the summer still lingering behind in the fall. The seasons have changed now, early autumn picking auburn leaves off of fragile branches. But there would be the occasional warm days, when the sun came out of hiding from the grey overcast gloom and bleached the afternoon bright. Today was one of them.

ngl this fic is so much better than Anything i ever couldve imagined, as expected from you, toffee 🥺🥺

the entire first half of this fic was so...nostalgic? toffee's writing is so descriptive without being Too Much and it just sucks you in the moment you start reading it 😭😭

Then, you wake up. It happens the second your skin brushes his and he’s gone before he could even look back at you.

ok ngl...i gasped at this part BSBSN i was thinking about how much the first half of the fic felt like a Dream AND THEN IT TURNED OUT TO BE ONE??? epic betrayal...

You know it could never happen in reality because Jaemin could be in the same room as you and he’d act like you’ve never met at all. 

You thought the dreams ended long ago but you could never be spared from something open-ended.

...

these two lines are so personal to me in a way i can't describe 😭😭 my summer has been so messy and weird and fun and these 2 lines just....summed it up NSJZHD i love them so much im gonna tape them to my wall i swear?×*'jebs

—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva

-- 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟; 𝟎.𝟒𝐤

fluorescent neon lights, greasy aprons, and a checkered scrunchie was what jake sim remembers the first time he met you. the jukebox was playing a song as old as time, but one he recognised by heart. can't help falling in love by elvis presley. little did he know he'd be practicing it with his guitar later that night, as it happened to be a local favourite.

your favourite.

the sunrise accompanied you when you clocked in, the sunset accompanied you when you clocked out. both gave hues of pinks, purples and oranges across the sky, and both were equally as beautiful. you used to think nothing could ever compare or even come close to its beauty. not until you met him.

jake sim was breathtaking.

first encounters were meant to be awkward. you wished you looked more alive after an 8-hour shift, he wished he looked more presentable after an 8-hour drive. but he thought the loose strands of hair framed your face perfectly, and you thought his messy, wind-swept hair couldn't be any cuter.

service was slow as it usually did on a sunday morning - people of the small town preferred sleeping in before the monday blues come knocking on their doors. on weekends like those, you'd wish for summer to last forever. the all-day breakfast diner was not an ideal place to spend the rest of your weekends at, though the smell of burnt coffee and fluffy pancakes was homely.

but on that fated time and day where jake kissed you by the beach, his sun-kissed skin and salty lips brought along the sand and the sea with him. it was that, then, that felt familiar. sugar rush from cotton candies and ice slushies clouded your minds - jake's shy giggles + your blushy cheeks were what you remembered from the carnival.

they'd write fairytales about you, you were sure of it.

"would you want to run away with me?" he'd asked, purely out of curiosity. you'd tell him about your dreams. of moving to the city and leaving everything behind. of starting anew where nobody knew your name. your deepest, darkest secrets. of falling hard and fast only to become an empty shell. about you, the good and the bad. he'd done the same as the moon and the stars watched him hold your hands in his.

and so the answer was yes, "i'd go to the ends of the world if it were with you."

═══ 10:49 p.m

or alternatively, the material girlification of park jisung.

pairing. nct dream's park jisung x gn! reader

genre + wc. best friends who like each other, pining, fluff + 0.8k

warnings. jisung refers to reader as 'dude' once but no pronouns are used!

"madonna was right. i am just a material girl." jisung sighs as he plops down on your mattress. piles of homework lay on the foot of your bed, forgotten the moment you decided to have a 5 minute break almost thirty minutes ago.

"yeah, she was right about you being like a virgin too." you comment snidely from the bathroom. jisung doesn't know what you've been doing in there for the past 10 minutes, but he can't bring himself to care. not when he could be nuzzling his face into your sheets that feel like clouds and smell Just like you. (it's like drowning in a sea of you, he muses)

"dude!" he groans into your blankets. "you've been hanging out with chenle too much."

⚬ pairing: joshua x fem!reader ⚬ word count: 37k ⚬ warnings: alcohol, mentions of unsafe sex/unplanned pregnancy  ⚬ genres: timestep, romance, angsty angst, major feels abt having a crush, lots of flirting, smut, drama, happy tears.

✧✎ synopsis: joshua happens to be your best friend’s older brother. he’s pretty, and he’s got a lot of cool details about him that you pay a concerning amount of attention to, but he’s just a friend (if you could even call it that). still, what does he think of you, anyway? that is—if he thinks of you.

 ✧✎ a/n: this is a rewrite of an old fic that i uploaded in 2016. keep in mind the original version was only 13k! i’ve made so many changes to this story and i really hope those who read it enjoy it! thank you sm!

⇢ here is this fic’s inspo playlist ⇢ smut section is marked! ⇢ taglist included in final author’s note

13.

You flipped to the next page of the plastic binder and squiggled a small ‘seven’ inside the margin. Then, your eyes wandered back to the math textbook sitting in between you and your best friend. It was difficult to study on Jennie’s bed, but she liked it that way, and there definitely wasn’t enough room at her desk.

kim mingyu the kind of bf to bring you to a remote island in greece on his father's little motor boat. music crackles from the vintage radio (an antique; his grandfather's).

he lays on the deck, humming along to the vaguely familiar tune that he can't remember the lyrics to.

"why are you looking at me like that?" he'd peer over his dark sunglasses to look at you.

"i'm not," you lie, ignoring the way your skin prickles under his stare. he looks heavenly, limbs stretched and sun-kissed skin on display. "you're full of yourself, you know that?"

"i know that," he scoffs. "but i also know that you were totally checking me out. like what you see?"

you can't tell if you wanna slap the confident smirk off his face or kiss it. maybe both.

"you need to go to the doctor. you're out of your mind." you avert your attention to fiddle with old radio.

out of the corner of your eye, you see mingyu begin to walk over to you. before you know it, mingyu's chest is pressed against your back and his arms wrap around your waist.

"you really know how to break a man's heart don't you?" his hot breath fans over your cheek. you shiver.

"why, i've never!" you reply innocently. a deep chuckle rumbles from mingyu's chest.

he presses a wet kiss to your cheek. "mingyu! that's so gross!"

he laughs heartily, holding you tighter. "you love it."

"i'll break up with it after this trip, i swear!" you warn, sending him a glare.

mingyu's eyes widen comically, his grip on you slackening. "no, i take it back!"

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