References of: Giselle of aespa, jisung,Sion, yushi, riku, jaehee of nct, all boynextdoor members except for woonhak, rei of ive, matthew of zerobaseone
Synopsis. Riwoo's career has just kicked off. Having joined a label with 3 of his friends, he works the hardest he could to write and produce his music. His first drop is charting and he's being propelled towards success. But all great things have downsides. Riwoo is lonely. I mean, he has great friends but he craves for a relationship and he knows now isn't the right time. Or in which Yn, a college student in her senior year, amidst the stress of settling down and planning her future finds solace in an underground artist that she met at the clurbbb.
Status: ongoing
A/N: first smau!!! If this is sloppy forgive me im figuring it out
ᡣ𐭩Profiles
The girls and the gays(and jisung)
Jaehyun and friends
Prod. By
Privs
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Prologue
⋆1: I might be the stupidest person ever
⋆2: Riku's doxxing him😧
⋆3: underground rapper🤣🤣
⋆4: TBA
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You're just a warm body to hold at night when im feeling all alone
Pairing. leehan x gn!reader - situationship
Genre. Fluff(?),angst
Warnings. mentions of food. that's all I think?
Other. Leehan is kinda self destructive, reader could not care less, cheating (kind of?)
Wc. 0.5k
A/n. I can't write anything other than angst💔
Leehan knew he wasn’t the only one, he knew he was just one of many. I mean, you had stated it many times “i’m just here for the fun of it all” you would say before returning to whatever you were doing.
Those words hurt him more than anything. He told himself he didn’t care and that it didn’t matter, that at the end of the day he had to respect your wants. But did he really believe that?
Yet there he was again, at your front door, bags of snacks in both hands. It was the middle of the night and he knew he had no reason to be anywhere at this time, especially not your apartment. But you called, so he came.
“oh, thank you so much leehan”
you said as you opened the door to let the boy in.
“Don't thank me”
He replied, with a smile making his way to the couch.
He settled on the couch with a loud plop, making you turn your attention to him
“You didn’t have to come if you were tired”
You said while rummaging through the snacks he brought.
“I'm not tired”
A chuckle left his lips.
He lied, he was exhausted. He hadn't been able to sleep properly for the last week or so. Between exams and his personal life, he had no time to rest. There was nothing he wanted– no– needed than sleep right now. Yet here he was.
You made your way to the couch and sat down next to Leehan, sliding your hands onto his waist. When your eyes met, he felt something tugging at his chest. Something that had been eating him inside and out.
“I missed you”
he whispered into the crown of your head.
But you just stayed quiet, eyes glued to the TV as a small “mm hmm” left your throat.
That's when he snapped
“Why are you always so indifferent”
He pulled away from you
“How else am I supposed to be?”
You asked through furrowed brows
“I don't know, it's just… I put so much effort into whatever we have but you just…”
Leehan's words halted as his eyes started getting glossy.
You just looked at him, dumbfounded
“Look, I don't know what you think this ‘is’”
You added air quotes around ‘is’.
“But I don't see you as anything”
You paused the show you were watching to face him.
“It's just..”
He inhaled sharply.
“It's just that I want to be with you, it doesn't matter how, I just want to. I don't care if you break me down, I don't care if you're unfaithful, I don't care, I just want to be with you. Fuck– all I do revolves around you. You're all I think about.”
His face smeared with tears at this point.
“Leehan…”
“Don't ‘Leehan’ me”
His voice suddenly went small.
He stared at the space separating you.
“Leehan you know how I feel”
You waited for his response.
Nothing.
“I could've called someone else if you didn't want to come”
Again, nothing.
Then he stood up.
“I need some fresh air”
He dragged his body toward the front entrance, swiftly putting on his shoes and making his way outside.
As the door clicked shut behind him, he looked down at the handle.
The dizzying lights casting a glow over the entire venue might've altered your perception of things. Or maybe it was the stuff in your glass. But whatever it was, it got you brave. Brave enough to even think about talking to the boy across the room.
You turned to your friend,who was hunched over the counter, talking to the barista in front of her.
“Gi, I'll be a little, call me if I’m gone for too long” A small hum left your friend's throat in response.
You slipped through the crowd of bodies. A mix of sweat and alcohol hanging in the air. With each move you felt the boy's eyes following you, until you were finally in front of him.
“What's such a handsome young man like you doing all alone in here” You spoke, a little tipsy from the alcohol.
“Friends dragged me out.” He looked into your eyes, cheesing a little.
Time felt still, unmoving. Awkwardness threaded between you two. You were drunk, but not drunk enough. And he had absolutely no alcohol in his system, being the designated driver.
“Wanna get away from here?” You nodded, letting him guide you up to the balcony.
Conversations with the stranger, whose name you had found out was Riwoo flowed easily. He felt familiar, almost like home but there was something distant about him.
“So,” the man started. “Go on” You leaned your head onto his shoulder.
The view of Seoul from the rooftop was breathtaking. Lights swirled and glowed in beautiful tones and buildings ahead formed a pathway. Straight ahead was the full moon that decorated the sky's dark blue canvas.
“Would you mind giving me your-” A gasp interrupted Riwoo. “OH MY GOSH THERE YOU ARE” both your heads snapped towards the voice in sync. “Rei!” You yelled out “what are you doing here”
“searching for you??? I thought you got abducted or something” Riwoo's phone vibrated. "bruv where are you we're leaving"- jaehyun his screen glowed faintly.
“Uhh… sorry I gotta go, see you around?” He stammered out, backing away. “Yeah” you mumbled, looking down at the space between you two.
Revolves around grief, reader passed away, missing someone but not in a cutesy way,hurt no comfort, mention of other bnd members(brief), smoking
Short oneshot, i was kinda bored when I made this one
Enjoy!!‹𝟹
As the sun rose and replaced the darkness of nighttime , Taesan was arisen from another white night. He made his way to the kitchen to make himself something to drink(coffee), head thumping from his lack of sleep. To be frank, he hadn't slept a lot ever since you passed. Actually, he hasn't been doing anything anymore ever since your passing. His apartment was a mess, and all texts on his phone were unread. He hadn't been able to produce music even. He was devoid of everything and anything he loved, ever since you left. His guitar lying in the same corner he left it a month ago when he played for you, his painting materials nowhere to be found. After a couple laps around his living room, he decided to get back to bed and maybe try to sleep
⋆ ☄︎.·˚ * 🔭
Taesan was mindlessly staring at his screen when he saw a message pop up and as a reflex, clicked it
Twin(donghyun): yo it's been a while since we hung out.
Twing(donghyun): you could come to my place and get things off your mind
Taesan looked at the invitation with anger swelling up inside him. Would it change the way he felt? Would it lift the weight on his chest? Would it eradicate the constant longing for someone that remains a memory? He felt himself start to tear up as he threw his phone on the couch nearby and got up, going outside to get some air.
⋆ ☄︎.·˚ * 🔭
He had been outside for a while now,about two hours, and the sun had already set. He had been smoking as a way to distract himself, he felt a strong sense of guilt, you wouldn't like seeing him fall back into old habits. He took a hit from the third bud he had gone through and placed it on the ashtray close by, gazing up at the sky. He wondered how it felt like up there, or where ever you were. You had to be somewhere right? Before he knew it he was spacing out. Perhaps he would meet you again, perhaps when the stars settle.
A/N: i hope this was good!!! I kinda don't like it😞 but who am I to judge
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