nos·tal·gic

(a/n; I based this in high school, hope you don’t mind.)

Seungcheol (S.Coups):

Seungcheol would be really nervous for his first kiss. He’s the type that needs to have control over the situation which means he would want everything to be perfect. He had already set up a date and a place, but one day you came to school with determination. In front of all of his friends you grabbed Seungcheol by the collar of his uniform and brought his lips to yours. The kiss was fast and warm and you pulled away in time to see Seungcheol blushing while his friends cheered and patted him on his back. You walked away, waving to him over your shoulder while Seungcheol was left to lightly touch his lips were yours had previously been.

Wonwoo:

Wonwoo played it cool when you were dared to be his first kiss. He didn’t mind as his friends laughed and he still didn’t care as you walked over to him. It was your first kiss too, but Wonwoo didn’t know that. You barely knew Wonwoo, only having shared one class before. You both just hung out in the same circle of friends, but your paths rarely crossed. You both would glance at each other in the hallway or the school’s cafeteria, but rarely did any of you make any moves on your small crush’s. It wasn’t until your hands gripped Wonwoo’s clothed shoulders did he realize that this was your first kiss too. Only then did a crimson blush creep up his cheeks all the way to his ears. You paid no mind to that as you leaned in, your own face reddening when you caught Wonwoo’s lips with yours. His lips were chapped compared to your soft ones and you pulled away in embarrassment. All your friends surrounded you in the courtyard of your school and they were eagerly clapping and laughing at both your expense. Let’s just say, Wonwoo didn’t let that be your first and last kiss with him.

Mingyu:

You and Mingyu had been dating for a little over a week. You’ve already been kissed before and you were patient with Mingyu. It wasn’t a big deal for him to have his first kiss, but he continued to hesitate every time the opportunity came up. You didn’t think much of it, in fact you didn’t really mind. Mingyu had a great personality, you weren’t only in this relationship just for physical contact. Until one day when Mingyu showed up to school with a dozen roses. You were confused as hell, sure he’s given you cute notes and texts before, but never an actual gift. Before you could question Mingyu, he was leaning down, leaving a chaste kiss to your lips before his back snapped upright. Helaughed through his nose, an embarrassed smile taking over his features. “Happy two weeks, Y/N!”

Hansol (Vernon):

Drabble Request

Title: Wing-Woman

Jimin x Reader (bestfriends to lovers au)

Warning; alcohol consumption

5. "and where do i go?"

8. "are you stupid or stupid?"

You grabbed your seventh martini glass of the night, chucking out the olives and downing the drink like a shot. You could care less of how impatient or desperate you looked, you just wanted anything to take away the sight before you. The martini's weren't strong enough to make you black out from over intoxication, but seven glasses was enough to make your head dizzy and your vision to obscure slightly. It also lessened the pain of having to wing-woman for your best friend who was currently being chatted up by some pretty raven haired girl with a smile that could brighten dozens of horizons. Meanwhile your bitter scowl could inevitably have someone mistake you for a girl who just got dumped in the middle of a crowded bar.

Realization suddenly hit you that there were dozens of men in this bar, all of whom seemed to be single as they crowded around the bar, or danced with other single women and men on the small dance floor across the room. With your drunk glasses on and your heart aching from having to see the man you could never have more than a friend flirt with someone else, you turned around on your bar stool, eyeing the men like candy on Halloween. One of these men were bound to take you home tonight and make you forget, just one of them had to be a temporary replacement for the hole burning inside your heart.

You didn't think your night would end like this, with both you and Jimin leaving the bar that you came with together with other people, but Jimin made up his mind and you had been preparing yourself for this heartbreak, or realization, that Jimin could be nothing more than a bestfriend to you. You knew this since you were both kids and yet, you still fell in love.

Your eyes continued to scan the dance floor, hungrily prying at bare chests and exposed arms. One of the men on was dancing as if he were in a dance battle. His movements were fluid and he hit every beat like his life depended on it. It reminded you of how great of a dancer Jimin was. With that sick thought, you turned back towards the bar and raised a finger to order another martini, only to jump at the sight of Jimin suddenly appearing next to you.

"It's time to call it a night." His words were firm and decisive, while his eyes bored into yours with a look of possession that you couldn't catch in your drunken super. You frowned at his words, your eyes moving towards the girl Jimin had been flirting with for the past half hour only to find her completely immersed in staring Jimin down. You sighed, shaky nerves of denial eating up at your insides.

Jimin was going home with that girl while you stayed in this too hot to breathe bar with men that you weren't even sure were good enough for you.

"Jesus, how many martinis did you drink Y/N?" Jimin scoffed as he brought out his wallet. You watched through your fatigue as Jimin flagged down the bartender and handed him a couple bills, paying for his one beer and your seven glasses of martinis. You suddenly became offended by Jimin's actions. First he drags you out of the comfort of your bed for a night if dancing and fun only to leave with a hot date after paying off your drinks that you could clearly afford on your own.

You begrudgingly hopped off your stool, startling Jimin as you lost your balance for a couple of seconds before catching yourself on the bar counter. Your eyes glared into Jimin's as he finished back in surprise. There were very rare occasions where you were ever upset with Jimin, but he'd never seen you so jealous before. The realization behind your glare dawned on him and he realized what a mistake he made for leaving for too long.

"Whatever, Jimin. I'm out of here." You brushed passed Jimin, making it a point to hit your shoulder against his before descending towards the exit. To your utter dismay, Jimin was by your side in a second, pulling off the blazer from his suit and fitting it over your shoulders.

"You're leaving? And where do I go, Y/N?"

You stopped at his questions, obvious eyes looking at your best friend as you shifted your gaze towards the pretty girl he left at the bar. "Home with her," you rolled your eyes. "As if it wasn't obvious that those were your plans already. Just leave me, I'll find my own way home." You clutched your purse tighter to your body, bracing yourself from the cold whilst trying to sober yourself up as much as possible. Before you could even make it outside, Jimin was grabbing a hold of your wrist and spinning you around to face him.

He had an odd expression on his face, one that was the complete opposite of the tired look he wore moments ago. The smirk on his face caught you off guard, but it was his eyes that caught your figure that made your blood run cold.

"Are you stupid or stupid?" Jimin grinned, a slight chuckle leaving his lips as the hand that once held your wrist, now slid to hold onto your hand. You looked down in time to see Jimin intertwine your fingers, and you looked back up in shock.

"W-what?"

It wad Jimin's turn to roll his eyes. "Y/N. I'm already leaving with the prettiest girl here."

It took you a second to run your eyes across the room to the girl who looked defeated at the bar, before they landed back on Jimin who waited for a response with a smile. You stepped back, overwhelmed with feelings and completely sobering up as you took in Jimin's words.

(a/n; I’m not sure why these came out so long but enjoy...)

Soonyoung (Hoshi):

To say Soonyoung was exhausted was an understatement. If it weren’t for his urgent need for a shower, he probably would have just called it a night back a the practice room across town. He had been choreographing a song for the next comeback all week and had just shown the rest of the group the dance and it had been one hot mess. As he pieced together the dance he realized how hard it may be for a four minute song and he was stuck with making last minute changes and hadn’t been able to catch a break for the last twenty-four hours.He could hear his bed calling him as he walked through his small apartment, but he ignored the urge to sleep in order to shower. Just as he passed his bedroom, a figure on his bed caught his attention. He stilled for a second, his muscles tensing and his mind racing with fearful thoughts. When he gathered the courage to confront the intruder, he slammed open his bedroom door and quickly turned on the lights, holding his bag in front of him as a weapon of defense. He immediately relaxed upon finding you curled into his blankets, your breathing heavy as you explored your dreams. He immediately dropped his bag, his feet carrying him to his bed before he laid next to you and pulled you onto his side. He forgot his need for a shower as your warmth enveloped him and he was completely content on sleeping the rest of the night away with you.

Junhui (Jun):

When Junhui left the company building, he was surprised to find many missed calls from you. You knew how busy Junhui was and you never had many complaints for his lack of absence on most days, but now he became worried. He was tired from the long hours of dancing, but he needed to make sure you were okay before he could sleep soundly. He immediately called you as he got into the back of a cab only for the call to go straight to your voicemail. Worry immediately crept in the back of Junhui’s mind and before he could really process anything, he had ordered the cab driver to drop him off at your place. He had ran out of the car after paying and was pounding on your door in no time. He realized without great difficulty that you were in fact not home. You had yet to give him a spare key when he had given you a spare key to his own apartment weeks ago and so Jun left your place in another cab, defeated and incredibly tired. He spent the entire ride back to your place trying to get a hold of you and even texted some of your friends, but it was late at night and he wasn’t surprised when no one texted back. Junhui paid for another cab before walking up the steps to his place. He was feeling more worried than ever and was still trying to get a hold of you. He only gave up as he had to put it in the key to get into his house. He quickly slammed the door shut and locked it before walking briskly to his room. He walked in and turned on the lights, ready to lie down and continue to try to get a hold of you only to stop in his tracks when his eyes landed on your sleeping form. Relief flooded him and he was dropping his phone and bag just to lie next to you. On instinct, you had turned and curled into his side. Junhui smiled down at you, eyes cresting with all the love he could muster. “You worried me, princess.”He was glad you were here and he realized you probably had been calling to see where he was. He wouldn’t mind finding you curled up in his bed again.

Minghao (The8):

When Minghao first arrived to Korea, you had stumbled across him looking confusedly at a menu in a cramped restaurant. You were confused at the sight and since the restaurant was packed, you decided to sit yourself across form him at his table. He looked up, the same expression of defeat he wore turning into a tired look as your eyes met. You had asked if he was okay or needed help and you realized with his broken Korean that he in fact couldn’t read the menu as well as he thought he could when he first came to this establishment. You wasted no time in listing off the many meals on the menu all while Minghao looked at you as if you were his knight in shining armor. You were a little surprised when he asked for your number, but you gladly gave it to him. Since then and after he debuted, you both have been dating. You were already familiar with his busy schedule and Minghao had given you a spare key to his apartment so that you could come over whenever you missed him. Most days you came and he wasn’t there. You would clean up his place before leaving and Minghao only ever noticed you had come when you left cute notes for him to find. One night Minghao had come out even more later than he usually did from dance practice. Soonyoung and their dance teacher really wanted the performance unit to get the dance for their next title track before they showed the rest of the group. Although Minghao didn’t mind, he was missing you more than he usually did which made the time go agonizingly slow for him. It was nearing dawn as he made it inside his place, and immediately as he came in, he could tell you had been here, he smiled fondly at that. Just knowing you had been here throughout the day and cleaned for him brought him great comfort. It even made his place feel like home for the first time. Minghao made his way into his room, ready to sleep and visit you when he woke up but he was surprised to find you sleeping soundly in his bed. He paused, slightly perplexed with the situation since you have never slept over before, or have even been here when he arrived. Just as he was considering sleeping on the couch, your eyes opened and met with his. “What are you just standing there for? Come cuddle, I’ve missed you.” Minghao happily kicked off his shoes and threw off his sweaty shirt before climbing into bed with you, bringing you as close to him as humanely possible. “I can get used to this.”

Chan (Dino):

Seokjin: 

It wasn’t like Jin hadn’t known you spoke Spanish fluently, he just hadn’t heard you speak your native tongue until you answered a phone call from your mother in front of him. You had both been out for a dinner date when she called and you excused yourself before picking up the call. Your words were fast and fluid and Jin was a bit thrown off. You sounded completely different from how you usually spoke and you seemed more confident while speaking Spanish. Form there on out Jin would point to random things and ask you to translate it to Spanish just to make you more comfortable.’

Yoongi: 

Yoongi hadn’t thought much as to why you weren’t speaking Spanish around him, he figured it might have to do with the fact that he didn’t know Spanish and so you kept your native language to yourself, but Yoongi wanted you to feel comfortable around him and so as you were both cuddling lazily on the couch, he begged you to speak Spanish. You were half asleep at this point and Yoongi wouldn’t shut up so you told him to be quiet in Spanish. Little did you know that Yoongi actually found Spanish to be a “sexy” language.... you didn’t get much sleep after that.

Hoseok: 

You and Hoseok had gone on a couple of dates before you revealed that you were Latina. You didn’t mean to keep the simple fact to yourself because you figured Hoseok had already assumed that you were. It wasn’t until the waiter came to take your order that you ordered your food in Spanish. Hoseok didn’t make a move to order his own meal and only looked at you, dumbfounded by the sudden break out of your native tongue. You could only laugh at Hoseok’s shocked expression before you ordered his food for him. When the waiter left you turned to Hoseok with a shy smile, muttering a sorry for not telling him sooner and throwing him off guard but he quickly told you not to apologize and asked that you speak Spanish more often.

Namjoon:

When you had randomly told your boyfriend Namjoon about your ethnicity you had initially been too shy to speak Spanish in front of him. He didn’t like the idea of you feeling too uncomfortable to speak your own language in front of him so he would do random things to ease your worries. He started off with playing Latin American music whenever you were hanging at his place or suggesting to watch a Latino film. Nothing seemed to work until Namjoon decided that he wanted to learn Spanish. One day you had visited Namjoon at his place and he asked you a question in broken Spanish. You didn’t even flinch as you mindlessly answered him back in Spanish. Namjoon held a triumphant smile for the rest of the night while you tried to correct his Spanish.

Jimin:

Jimin was something else. He not only went out of his way to get you to speak Spanish, but he even tried to sing to you in Spanish once which ended up with him blushing in embarrassment and you laughing hysterically. You though it was cute how hard he tried to get you to speak Spanish in front of him so you purposely didn’t do it just to mess with him. After weeks of begging you to just say one simple sentence, Jimin had given up. You took this as your chance to give in to what he wanted and in Spanish you had told Jimin you loved him for the first time. Granted, he didn’t know the context of what exactly you said but it didn’t stop him from breaking out into the biggest smile.

Taehyung:

Taehyung would be the type of boyfriend to really put your thoughts and feelings before his own. When you had briefly mentioned that you missed having someone to speak with in Spanish, he became confused. He hadn’t put much thought into your ethnicity background until he remembered you had said once before that you were Latina. Taehyung encouraged you to give your family a video call and so you did. Taehyung sat next to you the whole time, out of frame from your family, while holding your hand. As you spoke Spanish he stared lovlingly at you and tried to remember how beautiful you looked as you spoke your native tongue.

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Title: Snow White

Yoongi x Reader (gang!au)

Warning; swear words

69. “real smooth, tripping over air.”

14. "can't you listen to me?"

moodboard for this drabble.

You walked off the main road, leaving behind a trail of footprints in the yet to melt snow beneath your feet. It had stopped snowing nearly three days ago, yet the crisp white that littered the streets had yet to melt away into the pavement. Regardless of the snow stopping, the winter air was becoming even more unbearable and as you walked along a quieter street where few cars were parked or driving by, you began to regret ever leaving the warmth of the bar you had decided to spend New Years Eve at. The sweaty bodies and the hot breath of the drunk people at the bar had been like a heater to your ice cold skin. As the evening went on and the clock stroke twelve, you had briefly forgotten about the snow that cast over the city outside like a blanket.

Now you were facing winter right in the face, your cheeks and nose turning a rosy red at the contact of the blowing wind and your hands tried to find warmth in the pockets of your parka. In your buzzed state you had decided that walking home from a night of heavy drinking was the best idea. Minutes ago this seemed better than fitting yourself into a cab with your friend and her boyfriend, Hoseok. Plus, you had wasted the remainder of your cash on shots. You were beginning to sober up from the cold and regret burned through the back of your head in an annoying thought. All banks were closed right now as it was an hour after midnight, not to mention it was New Years Day.

Your small apartment wasn't exactly far, in a car it would take five minutes at least, but walking would take three times that. In the freezing cold, however, and with the snow reaching over your ankles, it took a lot longer. You weren't really as aware of your surroundings as you should probably be right now. Your main concern was keeping warm and while you knew of the demons that lurked in the shadows of your city, you couldn't bring yourself to care all that much. You had a pepper spray in your bag if anything happened and your phone was basically at your fingertips.

All you really wanted was to get out of the cold and into your warm bed. The night of drinking and dodging one of the many demons of your city was exhausting, sleep sounded like heaven. You turned down another street, the bar now a faint memory in your mind and a speck of light down the road. Your eyes were trained on your feet as you stomped through the snow, your body felt like it was on auto pilot as your eyes sleepily blinked away your oncoming slumber. The simple act of walking through snow was making you even more tired and you were so distracted by the creeping tiredness behind your eyelids that you hadn't noticed a black car slowly driving next to you with the window rolled down.

It wasn't until the person cleared their throat and made their presence known that you noticed the car. You jumped at the sight, the surprise of finding someone in their car so close to you making you wake up slightly. You were about to turn and walk away as quickly as you could, but the man that stared back at you wasn't exactly a stranger. He was a friend of Hoseok's whom you had run into many times at one of Hoseok's functions that your friend dragged you to. Tonight Hoseok had invited everyone to the New Years party at the bar and you weren't surprised to find the rest of Hoseok's trouble making friends there.

Hoseok and his friends were one of the many demons that lurked in the dark shadows of your city, they weren't exactly hidden, but they were secretive enough so that if you didn't look for them, you didn't know of them. You, however, were already familiar with the antics of the gang that called your city home. You weren't sure exactly what they did, you just knew that staying away from them was your best option. Only it was hard when you closest friend was dating one of the gang's members.

"Are you going to get in or what?"

You hadn't realized you had stopped walking until Yoongi hit his brakes, his car completely stopping while the black haired man stared at you as stoicly and harshly as he always did. Yoongi wasn't exactly a stranger, but he wasn't a friend either. You had first met Yoongi at the first one of Hoseok's parties you attended. He was nice enough, but that would have been the last time you had a conversation with him after you started connecting the dots of him and his friends. It didn't take much to figure out who they were exactly, and you weren't all that scared that they were the gang who caused the most trouble in the city. You were more scared of getting attached to them more than anything and so you kept your distance. Only that was hard when Yoongi appeared everywhere and at every corner of a party. And you could turn in a full 360 circle and Yoongi would be staring at you boredly in every direction. He was constantly observing you, watching you like a hawk. It sent a shiver down your spine just being this close to him now.

"No," you quickly answered, your voice rushed and monotone. Yoongi had a melancholy air about him that made you assume he was going to just roll his window back up and leave you alone for good, instead he merely blinked.

"It's cold," Yoongi voiced the obvious. You could only nod. "You're shivering," he said. "You should get in. It's warm here." So far Yoongi's tone hadn't changed much. He sounded bored and uninterested but he would have left by now if he were those things.

"I can walk," you said, your feet already taking you in the direction of your home. You were fully expecting Yoongi to possibly curse at you for rejecting his offer, whatever his offer was, but he instead followed you, his car slow and his window still rolled down all the way. No other cars were coming and you prayed at least one would so that Yoongi could get going and leave you alone.

"Y/N," Yoongi called, this time his voice was raised slightly as he tried to get your attention. "It's fucking freezing. Get in, I'll give you a ride home."

You wanted to reject him again, why did he care if you were in the cold. You could freeze to death for all you know and Min Yoongi wouldn't bat an eye. "No thanks." You replied, your pace quickening as you kicked through the snow. Yoongi's car sped up as he matched your fast pace, and you knew he wasn't going to be giving up anytime soon.

"Y/N seriously, your toes are going to fall off. Your place is on the way to mine, it would be no trouble."

You looked over at Yoongi once more, finding the expressionless face that you have tried not to look at for months now.

"How do you know where I live?" You questioned, an eyebrow raising along with your curiosity. Was he stalking you or something? You were surprised with yourself, you were more concerned with possibly being stalked rather than a gang member knowing where you live. Yoongi sighed in his car, his eyes leaving yours as he looked ahead at the road. You were both approaching a stoplight soon and Yoongi's patience was wearing thin.

"I know things." His vague answer annoyed you, you remembered the first time you spoke to him, his answers were short and to the point, but he always left a question behind every sentence, it irked you for some reason.

"You know things?" You rolled your eyes, moving them to concentrate on your feet again. Yoongi wasn't wrong, you could feel your toes curling from the cold and numbing ever so slightly. You could feel the warmth of Yoongi's car even from where you stood, but you ignored the inviting ride home and continued walking.

"Can't you listen to me?" Yoongi rolled his own eyes. "I get that you don't like me for whatever reason, but just get in the car. There's literally no one else out because this weather isn't for walking home. Y/N I'm just dropping you off a couple blocks away."

You stopped your walked again just as Yoongi reached the stoplight. The light was green but Yoongi kept his car still. He was now looking at you pleadingly, all boredom or impatience leaving his features. You wondered how much he had to care for you to continue following you and you were giving in faster than you would like.

"Fine." You walked off the sidewalk but stopped in front of Yoongi's window. He stared up at you, a smile of triumph slowly stretching his cheeks. "But just this once," you informed him. He didn't seem to care for what you said, a full smile looking foreign on his face as you moved around the car.