pairing: assassin!jay x fem agent!reader
ft. jungwon and jake of enhypen
genre: rivals to ??, inspired by mcu fics
synopsis: you and jay are asked to work together on a mission, even though it is well known around the compound that you guys don't work well together.
word count: 1.6k
warnings: swearing, mentions of wounds, poor attempts at humour, a little angst, fluff, although inspired by mcu no plot spoilers
a/n: im backkk!!! havent written in forever cause uni took all my writing motivation away :/ still have a bunch of fics drafted from forever ago but wanted to post this first. inspired by mcu fanfics cause they created thunderbolts for me (i love bucky barnes give him more screentime). thank the mcu for reviving my bucky era (which never left) and fanfic writing gears :p honestly not entirely sure about the ending of this fic but what can i do T-T hopefully writing block doesnt hit me like a truck again, enjoy!!!
“You guys get that?”
You look up from the mission files in your hand, making eye contact with Jungwon, the team’s leader.
“One quick question,” you say while raising your hand. “Do I really have to be paired up with this prick?”
There wasn’t anything wrong with Jay per se—at least skill-wise—but something about his personality was always off. You can agree that he is good at what he does and has is impressive on the battlefield, but that doesn’t take away from the fact that he’s always given you a cold shoulder since entering the team. You don’t know if it’s because you’re a simple agent while he’s a trained assassin, but there’s no need for him to be so condescending.
“I could ask the same thing,” the said prick mentions.
Jungwon shakes his head. “Jay, you are one of our best assassins,” he says sternly. Assassin, more like asshole. Jungwon turns to you, “And Y/N, you’re one of the best agents in this compound, and believe it or not, the assets both of you bring to the table work well together.”
“I find that very hard to believe,” Jay states as you roll your eyes.
“Look, as much as I know how much you guys despise each other for some unknown reason, this mission is a quick grab and go, and I trust you both enough not to have this mission turn sideways no matter what differences you guys have.” Jungwon states. “Plus you guys won’t be fully alone, Jake will be on comms during the whole mission.”
“Oh great, put us with the rookie who happens to be Jay’s best friend,” you mutter.
“So with that, I hope to see you guys at the jet by 5AM tomorrow morning. Meeting dismissed.”
Without so much as a word, the two of you guys head out into your respective rooms, preparing for a short but dreadful mission.
As you suit up waiting for the jet to land, Jay comes up to you, dropping the map of the base onto your lap. “Here’s the map of the base, all you have to do is get to the panel room and extract the CCTV footage. Don’t fuck it up.”
You purse your lips and furrow your brows, feigning annoyance. “You’re giving this to me as if Jungwon didn’t already explain the mission. I know what I have to do, I’ve done it before.”
As the jet comes to a stop, you turn to Jay, “You better not fuck up either. The moment someone spots you, we’re both dead.”
"You saying you have no trust in me sweetheart?" He states with his hand to his chest, acting hurt.
"Yup."
You both enter the facility without any difficulties, which garnered suspicion. “Everything seems a bit too easy,” you mutter to Jay. “The only time I’d actually agree with you,” he responds. “Just get to the panel room as quickly as you can, then we’ll be out of here.”
“Roger that.”
Finding the panel room was just as easy as breaking and entering into the facility. It’s as if people expected us to come here. “Hey, Jake,” you speak into the comms, “Can you scan the surroundings? Check if there are any traps around or inside the base.”
“Copy.”
Looking at the screens in the panel room, it wasn’t hard to locate where to collect all the drives. But it just didn’t make sense as to why it’s been so easy. No traps, no guards, it was just given to you.
“Seems like there’s no suspicious activity in or outside the base,” Jake speaks into your ear. “Y/N, just get the CCTV footage, and do it quickly. The longer we’re here, the more time people can come and get us.” Jay says.
“Ok, ok, calm your tits, Jay, I have the USB in.”
Watching as the files move to the USB, you take a better look at your surroundings. The room was just like any old panel room in these abandoned bases. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, but normally by this time, guards would come and start shooting, or traps would be set off. Yet nothing has happened. Maybe I’m overthinking it. This is an abandoned base anyways.
When watching the screen, a small red glow catches your eye in the corner of the far left camera. You had told Jake not to switch off all the cameras, just in case that set off an alarm. But the red glow was quite distracting. As if there was a camera recording you at that moment. But that shouldn’t be. Jake said there was nothing suspicious about this room. Must be some random glitch on the screen.
You can’t help but stay focused on the red glow that was beeping. Almost like it was using Morse code. It was sort of hypnotizing. It drew you in, blocking all your senses. You walked closer towards the panel, unbeknownst to the smell of something burning and the sound of Jay yelling into your ear.
“Y/N,” Jay spoke urgently, “we need to evacuate. Y/N evacuate now, the mission’s been compromised.”
Smoke fills your vision and nostrils, not being able to recognize your surroundings. As you close your eyes, the last thing you remember is the feeling of being lifted off the ground.
Opening your eyes, you recognize the bright white walls of the compound’s infirmary. You groan as you sit upright on the bed, not remembering a single thing from the mission. One second you’re extracting CCTV files, and the next second you’re in bed with a pounding headache and what seems to be a bunch of patched-up bruises and cuts. Well, now I feel like shit.
“Knock, knock.”
You see an unscathed Jay by the door, with a steaming mug in his hand. “Can I come in?”
You grunted as a response.
“I bought you hot chocolate, Jungwon says it’s your favourite,” he says, looking at you expectantly.
You reach your hand out to receive the hot chocolate. “What are you doing here?” you say after blowing on the hot chocolate. He shrugged, “Just wanted to see how you were doing.”
“That’s surprising to hear. I would’ve thought you were sent here by Jungwon.”
“I mean, he did tell me about the hot chocolate.”
An awkward silence filled the room, with the sound of you occasionally sipping your hot chocolate.
“What actually brings you here, Jay?” you asked. “I’m sure you aren’t here to just silently watch me drink hot chocolate. You here to tell me that I finally failed a mission like I inevitably would?” you say with discontent.
He gives you a displeased look. “I—” “Or are you here to laugh in my face and tell me how I suck at my job and need to go back to being an agent in training? Because whatever it is, I just need you to tell me straight up.”
“I wasn’t gonna say any of that,” he trailed off. “Is that what you really think I’m here to say? Do you think of me that lowly?”
“I mean, you tell me, you clearly don’t think I’m a good enough agent. Always avoiding doing missions with me and always nitpicking on every little thing I do.” You start to list, your hot chocolate being long forgotten.
“Y/N, when have I ever told you you weren’t a good enough agent?” Jay questions.
You think back to the prior interactions you’ve had with Jay, realizing he never straight up told you that. You shrugged, “Look, just because you haven’t said it, your actions have definitely said otherwise.”
“Cut the bullshit Y/N, you know I’m not one to drop inconspicuous hints if I hated somebody. If I hate someone, they’ll 100% know from my words.”
You turn to him expectantly. “Then why do you hate me so much, Jay?”
He shifts to the side, avoiding direct eye contact with you. “Like I said, I don’t hate you.” Time seems to slow down as you watch him hesitantly speak up. “Funny enough, it’s actually the opposite.”
“What’s the opposite?”
“You think I hate you because you’re a bad agent, but it’s actually the opposite.” He states. “You’re too good of an agent, actually, it’s as if you've been training your whole life.” He shakes his head. “I guess I was sort of, I don’t know—”
“Jealous?”
“More like intimidated.” He finally turns his body toward you, picking up the courage to look at you. “I mean, it’s kind of embarrassing when an agent who’s only been trained for what? 10 years?” You nod. “And then me, someone who was literally programmed to kill, seeing you. God, I felt like I was useless.”
“You’re not entirely useless. You help me train when I imagine your face on the punching bag.” You joke.
He lets out a soft chuckle. “Good to know you think of me.”
A silence fills the room. The silence that was once filled with tension was now somewhat comfortable.
Jay begins to speak up. “I know my reasoning isn’t entirely valid. But I do want to tell you that I’m sorry.”
You shake your head, which may have been a bad idea considering the headache that is still there. “You’re honestly good, Jay. It’s all in the past.”
“Hopefully we can start over.” He suggests. “Maybe we can make that punching bag scenario real. You can hit me as much as you want.”
“I’ll definitely take you up on that offer.” You reply.
He begins to stand up. “I’ll let you rest up now. You inhaled a lot of the chemicals the other day.”
“Thanks, Jay.”
“Anytime, Y/N.”
As you watch him leave the room, you reach out for the hot chocolate that is now cooled down. Funny, I don’t think I’ve ever told Jungwon hot chocolate is my favourite.
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pairings: ni-ki x reader
ft. danielle of new jeans and mentions of jake
synopsis: sometimes getting hit on the head by a baseball can be something to bond over.
word count: 1063
warnings: mild swearing, poor attempts at humour
a/n: as somebody who has always been hit in the face by a sports ball growing up, hopefully this is a meet cute that can actually happen to me but thats probably still unrealistic lol. anyways here's a short little ni-ki oneshot!! i still dont know how i feel about it but its good enough ε-(ｰдｰ) will most likely be posting my jongseob smau soon so that will be my main focus :)) so oneshots may not be posted as often cause this writer cannot multitask :p
Sitting in class, you continuously check your phone, counting down the time until class ends.
You feel a nudge on your shoulder, waking you up from your daze. Turning to the person beside you, Danielle whispers to you. “Mr. Hong may be smart and nice, but why does his voice have to be so gentle?” She puts her head down on the desk. "Like, it makes me sooo sleepy.”
"Agreed,” you say as you check your phone again for what seems like the 127th time.
“Why do you keep checking your phone? You got a hot date?” Dani teases.
You roll your eyes and respond, “I wish. More like a date to the dentist. Have to leave as soon as class ends, or else I'll have to wait thirty minutes for the next train.”
"Well, that sucks," Dani sighs. "Honestly, knowing you, you may not be able to make it considering how slow you run.”
You slapped her arm. “Hey! So not true. I’m just preserving energy.”
“Mmhm. Sure.”
Five minutes before class ends, you start to pack your things, getting ready to dash outside the classroom.
As the bell rings, you quickly run down the stairs, saying a quick goodbye to Dani as well as Mr. Hong. You couldn’t really care as people gave you odd looks for rushing towards the train station; some people may have thought that you just really needed to take a shit.
On the way to the train station, you have to pass by the sports field. Being completely unaware of your surroundings, you fail to hear someone shout toward you.
“Hey! Heads up!”
All of a sudden, a hard object hits you square on the side of your head, making you lose balance and fall to the ground.
Aware of your position on the ground, a wave of embarrassment took over. You lay there for a bit, not wanting to make eye contact with the people around you. “Not gonna lie, you would think somebody would come and ask me if I’m alright,” you thought.
As you start to get up from the ground, the sound of footsteps can be heard running towards you.
"Hey, are you okay?” A tired yet deep and husky voice says
You look up from your position, seeing a boy around your age with a baseball mitt around his hand. “Why is this man so freaking tall?”
You watch as he mouths words, but no actual sound is coming out of those plumped, nevertheless sort of chapped lips.
He shakes your shoulder lightly. “Excuse me, are you okay?”
You shake your head, getting out of your daze, although that may have been a mistake, seeing that it made you more dizzy.
The boy reaches his hand out, and you grab them as he hoists you back up.
“I’m so sorry, that was quite a hit; it must’ve hurt,” he starts. “Normally Jake has better aim, and when he doesn't, I can normally catch it,” he says as he scratches the nape of his neck.
“It’s completely fine; it totally doesn’t hurt at all.” You respond nonchalantly.
“Do you want some ice? I can get someone to get you some," he says as he grabs your hand and pulls you towards the practice field. “Here, just come sit on the bench and I’ll grab you some ice,” he says as he ushers a team member to get some ice.
“No, no, it's okay. I'm good. Kind of running late for something anyway, plus it really doesn't hurt.” You attempt to stand up.
The boy gently pushes you back on the bench. "Look, I'm sure whatever you have to do can wait, cause even if you say it doesn't hurt, the side of your head is definitely saying something else.”
You reach up to where the ball hit you, feeling a swollen bump starting to form. “Fine, you can give me ice, but after that, I'll be on my way to the station.”
He gives you a stern look. “Um, no, we still have to go with the standard precautions. You could have a concussion right now.”
"Look, I'm sure if I had one, I would know.”
“No, you're staying here. Practice ends in fifteen minutes anyway. So stay put.” He hands you a plastic bag of ice that his teammate got.
Being left with no choice, you watch as he runs to the center of the field. Watching as he throws and catches the ball around.
Not really knowing anything about baseball, you plug your earbuds in and slowly close your eyes to rest. “I'm already late at this point; I might as well rest.”
Little did you know, resting your eyes caused a little misunderstanding with the boy that had helped you. As he practiced, he took small glances at you every now and then. Seeing your eyes start to close caused him to immediately think you were about to faint.
Worried that you just became unconscious, the boy was unaware of the baseball that was being thrown towards him.
With history repeating itself, the boy fell face flat to the ground, a swollen bump starting to form on his head.
Waking up from your quick nap, you look beside you to see the same boy holding an ice pack on his head, similar to you.
“What the hell just happened?” You questioned.
“You know it turns out Jake over there really does have bad aim,” he jokes. “Or maybe I was just a teensy bit worried about you.”
“Worried about what?”
He explains, "Well, you closed your eyes; I thought you had fainted.”
"Well, I didn't.”
He sighs. “Yeah, I can see that now.”
The two of you guys sat there with an awkward silence surrounding you. Feeling a bit better, you decide to grab your things, turning toward the boy beside you.
“You know, I never got your name. It would be nice to know who my hero is.”
“I'm Nishimura Riki, but people just call me Ni-ki. You?”
“I'm YN. Nice to meet you, Ni-ki, and thanks for helping me.”
He smiles, “Anytime.”
As you begin to turn away, a faraway voice can be heard.
“Hey! Heads up!”
You turn around and see Ni-ki in front of you with a baseball in his hand.
He screams towards his teammate, “You know Jake, you really do have shit aim!”
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bsf!shota texts
ft. jongseob, ni-ki of enhypen, taki of &team, haneul of kiof
synopsis: you're one of the few people who can understand soul
warnings: mild swearing (?), bad attempts at humour, not proofread
a/n: second oneshot!! ofc my first two posts would have to be my biases ◕ ◡ ◕ but also im just saying if soul spoke to me in kaomojis i would understand (￣^￣)ゞ also dont mind the weird blank space in the 4th pic idk what happened
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synopsis: annoying jungwon with your twilight obsession
warnings: mild swearing, edward cullen (?), carlisle cullen (?), bad attempts at humour, just fun and games
a/n: first post!!! made this almost right after these concept pics dropped cause my two (of many) worlds are coming together, been waiting for enha to give twilight :D
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pairings: theo x fem!reader
ft. intak, and chaeryeong and ryujin of itzy
synopsis: with parties not bring your forte, trying to find a way out unexpectedly leads to meeting someone new.
word count: 1.5k
warnings: mild swearing, poor attempts at humour, alcohol consumption
a/n: ahhhh! first written oneshot and it's for theo!! hope you guys enjoy, this honestly took me a while cause although i have the plot in my head im just too lazy to actually write it lol, but worry not as i am working on future fics and ideas ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)
Bodies. Alcohol. Sweat. More bodies. More alcohol. More sweat.
"Gross," you thought. "Clearly, parties aren’t my forte."
You walk over to the crowd, searching for your friends, Chaeryeong and Ryujin. After what feels like being pushed over 20 times, you reach your friends.
“You guys, I think I'm going to head home." You fan yourself, acting as if you feel faint, “feeling kind of lightheaded.”
Chaeryeong turns to you, pushing you to a more quiet area. "Are you ok? It's pretty late right now. Why don't you take a nap upstairs in Intak's room? He said that none of his roommates are here right now. That way, we can go home together."
You nod your head in agreement. "Ryujin was my ride home anyway." You glance back at her, seeing her drunkenly dance around "that is if she's sober enough."
"Which way is Intak's bedroom? I don't want any of his roommates to find some random girl sleeping in their bed."
"It's the second room on the left."
"OK, wake me up when you guys are done."
"Rest well," Chaeryeong says as you watch her head back to the rest of your friends on the dance floor.
Going upstairs was much more of a challenge than you expected. With people's bodies on top of one another and smoke fumes going through your face, it just wasn't a fun time. Nevertheless, once you make it to the top, you may or may not have forgotten which room to go to.
"Second door, second door, something. Was it left? Was it right? I have a 50% chance here. Left or right?" You looked both ways, still pondering. "Just gonna go with the right-hand rule."
You walk into the room, “Oh shit- oh, I’m sorry. I guess it was the left door." Forgetting that you were still standing there, you make eye contact with the man in front of you. “Thought this was Intak’s room. Sorry to bother you,” you say as you scratch the nape of your neck.
As he stares at you, he fails to remember that he hasn't responded to you yet. Clearing his throat, his voice begins, “uh- no, no, it’s fine. My fault for forgetting to tell Intak that I came back.”
As the air begins to get more and more awkward, you walk backwards towards the exit of the room. "Well, I'm just gonna head to Intak’s room,” you point behind you.
You turn around halfway before hearing the boy say, "Hey! you wanna head out?” Stopping in your tracks, you question him, “What?”
“Let’s get out of here,” he states more boldly.
You turn around, eyeing him from outside of the room. “I don’t think that would be the best idea, considering we don’t even know one another.”
He shrugs. “I mean, I'm sure you have nothing better to do. I'm assuming you came up here to get away from all the madness downstairs.”
You stare at him with a blank expression. “That was just an idea, you don't have to. You can just head to Intak's room,” he says, panicking while moving his hands around.
As you hesitantly walk back into his room, you inspect every single corner. Seeing posters and vinyls of rock bands like AC/DC and Queen, with little trinkets scattered around his room. Spotting an electric guitar in the corner of his room, you point towards it, “You play?”
The boy turns to where you point, and he nods, “Yeah, I dabble. Been practicing Until I Found You on it.”
You turn back to him, finally making your decision, putting your hand out for him to shake. “I'm YN.”
He grabs your hand to shake and smiles, “Theo.”
You smile back at him, “Let's get out of here.”
The two of you guys go out on a journey towards the convenience store. As you walked, you expected a somewhat awkward silence but were met with Theo giving his ear buds to you, “just for us to listen to.”
The familiar tune of Beth by KISS surrounds you. Theo says, “I'm just going on a whim that you may like rock songs.” He turns to you, “Don't think that I didn't see you eyeing my AC/DC vinyl.”
“I will say your vinyl collection is very impressive," you reply.
Thankful for the music in your ears, the rest of the walk to the convenience store went by smoothly. Small talk and hearty laughs were exchanged, and with the cool breeze passing by, both of you were completely unaware of the butterflies gradually forming in your stomachs.
Reaching the convenience store, you head straight to the instant food. Grabbing some Neoguri ramen as well as some instant spicy rice cakes, your drink of choice is some good old-fashioned milk tea.
Walking back to Theo, he shows you his items. Some jelly, strawberry milk, and honey butter chips. He looks down at what you’ve grabbed and asks, “Was the party food really that bad?”
You sighed, “If there even was food, all I saw was alcohol." You looked back in thought, "although I think I did see a bowl of something in the living room.”
After paying for your snacks, the both of you head to a nearby park to hang out.
Sitting down together on a bench and munching on your snack, the night passes by in a blur. Long conversations were held with your guys’ laughter, which could be heard from a mile away. Interests were exchanged, heavy on the topics of interest you both shared.
Finding a similar interest in Harry Potter, questions were being asked back and forth, “Ok, but no, which Harry Potter movie is the best one though?” Theo asks. “Definitely Prisoner of Azkaban, it’s also the best book, and no one could tell me otherwise,” you replied.
Finding out about Theo’s admiration for Emma Watson, you couldn’t help but tease him, “You know, if you dye your hair ginger, you might pass for a Weasley," you say, laughing as he glared at you.
Not knowing the time at all, and with the party long forgotten, your phone blows up with notifications. “I’m going to assume those are my friends." You check the time and realize that you guys have been out for nearly two hours.
“Holy shit, yeah, we should probably head back. Intak might think I kidnapped you or something.” Theo says as he grabs all the trash.
Arriving back at the house, people can be seen leaving as they're helping their tipsy friends, with some people looking like they're going to stay back for a little bit longer. You spot your friends, looking worried, on the porch with Intak.
They spot you, putting up their hands to wave at you. As you wave back at them, you turn back to Theo, “guess this is me. It was really fun hanging out with you tonight. Although I was a bit skeptical at first.”
Theo puts his hand to his chest, “wow that hurt!” feigning a pained expression.
“Hey, for all I know, you could've just come into this open party and acted like you were Intak’s friend, just to kidnap someone.”
“Ok, that’s impossible. You saw all my pictures in my room, which happen to have Intak in them," he replies back.
“Hey, you never know. That could all have been a front that you've planned for months.”
“Really, YN? Maybe you need to lay off the true crime documentaries for a while.”
Not really knowing how to leave one another, you both speak at the same time.
“I think my fri-”
“We should prob-”
Theo speaks first, “We should probably head inside. Are you staying over?”
You shake your head. “Nope, class tomorrow, plus I'm pretty sure Ryujin might collapse any time now,” you say as you glance at your friends, who are now heading over.
“YNNIE!” Ryujin screams, “i missed yuh sooooo muschhhh,” she slurred as she tackled you into a hug. “I was dancing all on the floor thing an YOU were out with a man. like whyyyy? ah we not enuf fir you?”
You lift her up, putting your arms around her to support her weight. “Okay, now I think it's time for you to head into the car.”.
You glance back at Theo, “hopefully I’ll see you around?”
He nods and smiles. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
As you watch Theo head back to his house, Chaeryeong nudges you with her elbow. “Soo, what’d you guys do?” she teases.
“Definitely not whatever you’re thinking, that's for sure. C'mon, help me put Ryujin in the car.”
"Oh, come one, give me the details,” she whines. You shake your head. “Maybe tomorrow morning, when you guys are both sober.”
“Pinky promise?”
“Pinky promise.”
As Theo walks towards the house, Intak comes into view with his dopey smile.
“Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” Intak replies.
“Like that," Theo waves his hands, “like you’re all knowing or whatever.”
Intak puts his hands up in surrender. "Look, I'm just saying it seems like you and YN hit it off,” he smiles again, “plus I know she’s single.” He wiggles his eyebrows.
"Oh, shut up!”
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part 6. mission: don't burn the house down (wc. 459)
Walking into your shared room with Haneul and Siyoon, you take in the whole experience. The room was minimal, with large windows bringing in the natural light. There were three beds evenly spaced out with a small walk-in closet toward the left.
“Ok! So who wants which bed?” Haneul asks.
You shrug your shoulders. “Doesn’t matter to me; I just can’t wait to sleep.”
“Oh my gosh, same,” Siyoon exclaims.
“Rock, paper, scissors?”
“Let’s go!”
After unpacking your clothes and makeup into the closet, the three of you guys sit on the ground in order to get to know one another.
“Let’s start with the basics,” Siyoon suggested. “Things like birthdays, or like favourite artists.”
As you nod along, Siyoon speaks, “I’ll go first! My birthday is February 16th, and I really like IU and Lisa from Blackpink.”
Haneul goes next. “I was born on May 25, and I’m a very big fan of Olivia Rodrigo.”
Being the last one, you think about who your favourite artists are. “My birthday is ___, and I really enjoy SEVENTEEN, and my mom listened to a lot of 70’s/80’s music when I was growing up, so I really admire ABBA and Queen.
Just as the conversations get more comfortable with jokes being made, a bell can be heard coming from the living room.
The three of you all lock eyes. “Guess we have to go outside,” you state.
Going out of the room, you see the three guys coming out of their room at the same time. Heading towards the living room, you can see what looks like a letter on the coffee table.
With the six of you guys sitting on the sofas, Youngjae reaches out for the letter and reads it aloud.
“Welcome to the first official mission of We Became Roommates! Every new home needs to hold a housewarming party, and a housewarming party is not the same with some food. This week’s mission is to come together as a group and make a homemade meal. You guys will be separating into two groups of three by picking sticks that have a colour and heading to the grocery store to get ingredients. The red team will be in charge of the main course, and the blue team will be in charge of the desserts. Happy cooking, and welcome to the new home!”
You nervously make eye contact with Youngjae, knowing that cooking is not yours or his forte. Baking and cooking are definitely two different things in your head.
Picking out your sticks, you end up in the main course meal team, with Ni-ki and Jongseob.
“Soo,” you start, “does anyone know how to cook?”
Crickets.
“Ok, let’s just try not to burn the house down,” you murmur.
a/n: let's hope they don't burn the food :) also i think u can easily lose a 6ft man at a grocery store but i digress 😌 also dont mind the typo that was on the 4th pic 😀 im actually a lil 🤏 bit behind at doing the drafts for this smau but it's ok 💪 gotta challenge my time management skills (ᴗ_ ᴗ。)╭ i have like a bunch of the storyline planned out just need to actually do the social media part of it and do all those pictures ദ്ദി (ᵒ̴̶̷᷄﹏ᵒ̴̶̷᷅)
synopsis: With long-time K-pop fans asking for another season of the infamous variety show We Got Married, MBC brings it back with a spin-off, We Became Roommates. As a way to bring K-pop fans together, the first season involves six idols born in 2005. With seeing each other every day, doing missions for every episode, making memories, and fans watching and shipping, blossoming friendships and a bubbling romance can't be helped.
pairing: idol!jongseob x fem idol!reader
genre: idol au, crack, fluff, humour, coworkers to friends to lovers
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introducing p1harmony, a 6 member boy group who debuted under fnc ent. on oct 2020. fandom name is p1ece. debuted with their movie, P1H: The Beginning of a New World (a/n: FNC pls make a sequel i beg 🙏).
kim jongseob + priv (🐯): '05, our main boy, maknae on top, one of the best 4th gen rappers, was very hesitant in joining wbr bc he's a shy boi, music boy, film camera boy, and game boy with his 30 video games (a/n: stream jongseob's song game boy on soundcloud).
yoon keeho (🐺): '01, leader, jongseob's angel AND devil on his shoulders, in everybody's business for the greater good, also somehow knows everything, thinks he manifested the ynseob ship, part of the kpop canadian line.
theo (☀️): '01, tired of fish n cakes shit, oblivious pt.2, always teasing jongseob, just existing tbh.
choi jiung (🐿): '01, a perfectionist, just wants to make his music in peace, oblivious pt.3, low-key writes music about what the members are going through atm.
hwang intak (🐶): '03, just happy to be here, always teasing jongseob pt.2, also just existing, lowkey ships ynseob.
soul (🍟): '05, a menace, aquainted with y/n bc theyre minecraft buddies, knows ni-ki bc theyre both some of the best 4th gen dancers, captain of the ynseob ship, watches everything from afar.
synopsis: With long-time K-pop fans asking for another season of the infamous variety show We Got Married, MBC brings it back with a spin-off, We Became Roommates. As a way to bring K-pop fans together, the first season involves six idols born in 2005. With seeing each other every day, doing missions for every episode, making memories, and fans watching and shipping, blossoming friendships and a bubbling romance can't be helped.
pairing: idol!jongseob x fem idol!reader
genre: idol au, crack, fluff, humour, coworkers to friends to lovers
previous ✉︎ next ✉︎ masterlist
likes and reblogs are appreciated ⋆˙⟡♡
taglist; open 📌: @yoizhrs @sunoostripletriple @seobluv @sirenla @rkivegirlsblog @tkooooop @forever-atiny ~
(send an ask or comment you'd like to be added to the taglist ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊)
ahhhhh might be posting my jongseob smau very soon (,,o//o,,) have like four chapters in the drafts (five with the prologue) so hopefully you guys look forward to it!! (人>U<) taglist is open for anyone interested also little synopsis is in my wips (^-^*)
