#melonworks

಄ pairing(s): shinyu x reader

಄ genre: fluff!

಄ warnings: none!

಄ synopsis: the two had known each other when they were seventeen, but lost contact when he left to pursue his dream, only for fate to give them a second chance in love when they met against. the flame that was never extinguished, is only going to burn brighter than before.

melon notes!

hey! hey! melon is back with another story that she had procrastinated for a really long time. i really tried to pull myself through it even though i lost all motivation to continue the story. the sudden inspiration just went bye bye but anyways enjoy the first yuya fic! ㅠㅠ

(name), a popular soloist under hybe and pledis entertainment, also one of the best kpop companies in korea. also a popular actress, having stared in many popular shows. not only known for her heavenly voice when singing, but her incredible acting and variety show sense.

shinyu, also known as shin junghwan, a member, as well as the leader of the six-member group TWS, who had rose to the charts with their debut song, and consistently kept their popularity up and going. he is well-known for his incredibly good visuals, as well as his rapping skills.

that’s probably what one would find if they researched. but what most, and probably the whole public doesn’t know, was that the two were the president and vice-president of the student council in high school.

this had lead everyone back in high school to think that they had a thing going on. well it’s not a lie, since they actually did, when they were seventeen.

fours years ago.

“oh my gosh! it’s junghwan-sunbae and (name)-sunbae! they look so good together!”

“aren’t they dating?”

“man, junghwan was really my type too…”

these sort of gossip weren’t new for junghwan and (name). they heard it everywhere they went, partly due to the fact that they are always around each other wherever they went.

the two had previously met due to the student council election, and as the top two candidates, even as rivals, they had to constantly aid one another in their work. that’s why even when junghwan had won in the end, she was still happy for him.

“(name), are you done with your work?” he asked, laying his head on her desk, “let’s go and grab lunch, i’m famished.”

“alright, give me a moment, let me just finish this problem first.” she replied, not tearing her eyes off her worksheet or even bothering to remove the wired earpiece in her ear.

upon hearing that, he started to sulk, his lips shaping into a pout. his voice got whiny, “come on, your president’s hungry!”

this immediately attracted stares from the surrounding students, since it was clearly a rare sight to behold. shinyu almost always had this stoic expression on his face, and would only break character in front of his close friends, and another exception, her.

unable to resist him tugging at her hoodie sleeve any longer, she finally (reluctantly) got up from her seat, allowing him to drag her to the cafeteria.

after getting their food and securing a table, they sat down and started eating their meal. honestly, there wasn’t a moment when they could have some time to themselves without having anyone looking at them. except for the mondays where they walked home together.

every monday, without fail, they would always walk home together, junghwan slowing down just so he could match his pace with her. also him always making the excuse of forgetting to bring his earpiece just so they could share hers, even though they were in his pocket.

she would always turn and spin around, flailing her skirt around, turning to look at him, with the brightest smile on her face. because those mondays were the best times of her life.

on one of those mondays, they were walking home together as usual, nothing special, no occasion. she was the same as always, talking about how being in the student council was so hectic, and how those curious students should just stop being so nosy about them.

junghwan then asked her out of the blue, “do you hate it that people think we’re dating?”

she turned around to look at him, clearly surprised by the sudden question, but then still calmly replied, “not really.”

not expecting that kind of answer, he asked back, “why not? isn’t it annoying?”

pondering a while again, she answered, “i would be if it wasn’t you they were talking about.”

“you’re special to me.”

those four words may have been easy for her to say, but it sure wasn’t for him to process. “i… how do you feel about me? am i just a friend?” those words took all the effort and courage in him to leave his mouth, and he turned into a blushing mess before her, rubbing his neck awkwardly.

“what do you think you are to me?” she asked, in a teasing tone.

“i don’t know.” he replied, appearing to be genuinely confused.

she giggled at his honesty, “you’re honestly so dense, i’m saying that i like you more than a friend.” hearing her say that, anyone who watched from afar would probably have thought that junghwan was lagging with the way he stayed silent for a good minute. “so… are we dating now?” he asked.

“you haven’t given me an answer, why would we be?” (name) joked.

without a second thought, he immediately said, “i like you, please be my girlfriend.”

that certain monday wasn’t just a little from the others, not only did they walk home hand-in-hand, but both of them couldn’t sleep at night. she was kicking her feet on her bed, while he was rereading the messages from earlier countless times.

from that day on, they never bothered to clear the gossips again, instead, smiling whenever they hear it. rumors spread like wildfire, everyone now certain that they were dating. months passed just like that without any worries, and both of them believed that things would stay the same.

until that dreaded monday came.

weeks had passed since junghwan had confided in (name), the words that probably broke her completely. “(name), i’m going to seoul to pursue my dream, of being an idol. i want to stand on that stage, and shine brightly like the others.” as much as she wanted to support his dream, the tears couldn’t stop flowing. he embraced her, while she sobbed into his shoulder. she knew, he knew, that him leaving would be the end for them.

the day of his departure had arrived, and he was standing at the train stations, classmates, friends and his family there to see him off. but the one person he truly wished for wasn’t there. (name) wasn’t there. at that moment, she was in her bed, covered by her blankets, tissues all over the floor that were used to wipe her tears. she couldn’t be there, she knew she would break down again if she saw him, and it would probably hold him back.

since that day, they didn’t contact each other again. he was too busy with practice, and would be exhausted by the time he reached the dorms. she was broken, visibly so, she didn’t have the heart to.

four years later.

fours years had passed in the blink of an eye. and both of them were walking down different paths. she too, left their hometown to pursue her lifelong dream of being an actress. although having only made her acting debut months ago, she was already one of the most renowned ones in south korea.

after being on a variety show where she was tasked to sing, her insanely good vocals made many big entertainment companies scout her to debut as a soloist under their company. but one of it had caught her eye, it was pledis entertainment. she knew it as the company that had produced the famous group seventeen, but was unaware that it was the very same one that TWS, rather, junghwan had debuted under.

junghwan, more widely known as shinyu now, was doing well as the leader of the freshly debuted group TWS, whose debut song was a major hit. they had won countless awards for rookie of the year, often titled as the most iconic rookie group in k-pop history. he was also widely recognised as an individuals for his outstanding visuals, as well as his rapping skills.

the day that she went to the company building to meet the producers to release her debut song, she was told that she would be meeting their newest group too, but since she didn’t know who they were, (name) would never had thought that she would be reuniting with junghwan again.

at the practice room, the younger members of TWS were excitedly chatting about the actress who would soon be joining their company. hearing their distinct chatters, shinyu approached them, “what are you guys talking about?”

“(name)-sunbaenim is going to be debuting as a soloist under pledis, i’m so excited! i watched her drama series in one night and she’s so good!” one of the members, jihoon stated.

(name)… they have the same name. but it’s not her, how could it be her? it’s just a coincidence…

just then, the door to the practice room had opened, revealing the figure that shinyu had once loved with all his heart. there she was again.

“hello, we’ll be doing our greeting. twenty-four seven with us! hello we are TWS.” shinyu leaded in the greeting along with the members.

(name) had thought she was mistaken when she saw him. but she knew it well, all too well in fact, that it was him. the way his speaks, even though his voice was now deeper. his figure was more mature too. that was him. shin junghwan.

she remained silent for a few moments before finally speaking up, “hello! i’m (name), nice to meet you all! thank you for having me.”

she couldn’t look shinyu in the eye, it hurt too much every time. the man she had loved all these years, was really before him again, with a different name.

youngjae, being the observant one, immediately could tell something was up when his leader wasn’t talking much. deciding not to pry into their matters, he chose not to say a word.

“(name)-noona, oh should i call you sunbae instead? i am your junior in this industry after all…” kyungmin hesitantly asked, afraid of overstepping.

she lit up, replying, “of course not! feel free to be more casual with me since we’re in the same company. i actually really loved your debut song!”

“i loved your series so much that i binged watched it with hanjin in one night the other day!” jihoon chimed in, along with hanjin, who appeared to be more nervous.

the maknae line actually hit it off with (name) really well, talking about all sorts of random things for hours that it only felt like minutes had gone by. wanting to talk more, dohoon invited her to have dinner with them, calling it a “company bonding dinner”.

agreeing to have barbecue, they quickly looked for places with good reviews, since they were all practically starving after they long and gruesome practice. the members had a good time, but shinyu was still tense, he barely spoke at all, avoiding any eye contact with (name).

since south korea had a law where minors couldn’t be outside after 10pm, the three maknaes had to leave first, leaving their elder members behind. once they left, dohoon immediately ordered some soju for them to enjoy. after drinking maybe two shots, he was already out like a candle. youngjae took a while longer before he also succumbed to the alcohol.

that left shinyu and (name), he was a good drinker, but she wasn’t, and it was pretty obvious with the way she was talking and how her face was completely flushed. she rested her head on the table, facing shinyu who was still drinking.

“how have you been?”

“… not bad.”

maybe it was the alcohol, but seeing his face, she really wanted to pull him in and kiss him right there and then. the tears started to prick her eyes, and she quickly turned away to avoid being caught by him. but he knew her too well, he knew she was crying, it was a habit of hers, but he chose not to say anything.

after minutes of silence, she asked, “do you hate me for that day? for not showing up when you left?” she knew she wouldn’t remember anyway when she woke up, but she still chose to ask, since it’s been tugging at her heart for the past few years.

after pondering for a while, he answered, “i don’t, rather, i still feel guilty for leaving you behind.” she had already fallen asleep, never hearing the answer to the question. noticing her light snores, he smiled, tugging strands of hair behind her ear.

the next morning.

oh. my. god. i can’t remember a thing. my head hearts from the hangover. how did i even get home?

feeling confused, she plopped onto her sofa, ruffling her hair as she tried to recall her memories, but nothing came to mind. just then, a knock on her door interrupted her thoughts. as she opened it, her manager immediately began nagging at her.

“do you know how shocked i was when shinyu gave me a call, you’re lucky i didn’t ignore it!”

“thank you, manager-nim.”

she then handed (name) a thermos, “shinyu asked to me to give it to you. apparently it’s hangover soup.”

she reached out for it, noticing a note placed on it.

morning, hope you’re feeling better. can we talk before my dance practice starts? see you there.

shinyu.

short and sweet, that’s so like him. she couldn’t help but start reminiscing their old days together, a wash of nostalgia coming over her.

she quickly got ready, pondering longer than usual about her outfit. she was extra careful with her makeup today, making sure it looked perfect. she put more effort into her hair too, tying it into a hairstyle she thought he would like.

all because she was meeting him.

arriving at the dance room, she was greeted by his tall figure. “morning”, he greeted. she was surprised that he would actually say something first, especially since he had avoided eye contact at all cost just the day before, but still returned the greeting.

“what did you call me here for?” she asked.

he was slightly hesitant, appearing to be rather tense. after a few moments, he pulled out his phone and showed it to her.

TWS Leader Shinyu spotted with Rookie Idol/ Actress (Name), appearing to be rather intimate.

those words were hard to miss, especially with the pictures that were taken of them in the restaurant. anger started bubbling inside her. it was annoying, what were the reporters doing spreading stupid rumors like that?

“sorry, i should have been more careful,” he broke the silence, probably because he saw the irritation on her face.

she looked up at him, giving him a gentle smile, “don’t be silly, it’s not our fault in the first place.”

just then, the door to the practice room swung open, revealing both their managers as well as the rest of the tws members too.

“shinyu-hyung, noona…” youngjae said silently, “the… director is asking to meet the both of you. it was rather obvious that they were both in for a lecture, but (name) still felt irritated that they were being accused of something like that…

they stood outside the office, only entering when the director had called them in. “i believe you’ve seen the articles?” he said, not even turning around to face them.

hanging their heads low, they both solemnly replied, “yes…”

“under normal circumstances, the both of you would have been severely punished for this, but…” he ended in a cliffhanger.

“…but?”

“but the public response is rather good, so i’ll let it slide this time. but be more careful next time.”

with that, they were immediately ushered out of the office, leaving more confused than before. “what was that?” shinyu said, clearly not understanding things.

hanjin was scrolling through his phone the whole time the pair was inside, and he seemed to have found a different article. “hyung, noona, look at this!” he said while passing his phone to them.

Fans are loving the newly revealed couple, Shinyu and (name) for their sweet interaction, calling them the ultimate couple of the century, and naming Shinyu as a very “boyfriend material” person!

a commentator in the video had said that, while a clip had shown the passed-out dohoon, youngjae, and (name) lying on the table while Shinyu was looking at her and tugging her hair behind her ear.

“hyung… you actually did that?” youngjae uttered out, not believing what he just saw with his own eyes. the other members, including (name), turned to look at him too, utter disbelief in their eyes.

shinyu’s face went red, as he quickly tried to end it by saying, “no! it’s… it’s just that her hair was in her mouth, and it-it seemed dirty so…”

the members couldn’t stop teasing him, seeing the rare sight of their leader being so flustered and trying to prove himself (but failing miserably). they poked his ears, cheering, “shinyu-hyung is in love!”

meanwhile, (name) just stood there silently, but internally, she was equally flustered as he was. thoughts began spiralling out of control, and the thought that shinyu had still loved her after all this time began creeping into her mind.

before anyone else said a word, she immediately took off for the washroom, trying to hide her nerves. the members called after her, but she couldn’t hear what they said due to her embarrassment.

standing before the mirror, she looked at herself, her face was fine, but after tugging her hair behind her ear, it was completely red. upon the sight, she was forcibly recalled of what happened the night before.

last night.

“do you hate me for that day? for not showing up when you left?”

“not really, in fact-” that was the last thing she had heard shinyu said after she had fallen asleep.

she was woken up pretty soon after by shinyu talking to himself. not wanting to make him feel awkward, she chose to remain silent and pretend to still be asleep.

“you know, even after all these years, there wasn’t a day when i didn’t miss your presence.” her heart that was beating normally started to speed up.

“i’ve loved you all along, (name).”

that was the breaking point, she was so sure that her heart was beating so loudly that he could hear it. her ears too, they turned visibly vibrantly red.

back to the present.

she splashed water on her face, not caring about whether she looked like a mess or anything. she couldn’t be bothered to care whether her hair and makeup were alright. not when she could be winning the love of her life back.

regaining her composure, she ran back to where she had last saw the members, and unsurprisingly, they were all there, patiently waiting for her.

“noona, are you alright? you just suddenly ran off like that…” kyungmin asked, a little worried.

nodding at him with a great smile, she then turned to look at shinyu, saying, “shinyu, could i talk to you in private for a second?” the members were taken aback, but he was calm, agreeing to it.

the two headed off to somewhere people wouldn’t really come by, allowing for a a meaningful and private talk between them. there was so many things she wanted to ask.

did he know i was awake when he said that?

did he truly mean what he said last night?

do we still have a chance to fix things?

“i knew you were awake when i said those things. i could tell from your ears, some things really don’t change, huh.” he cut the silence, looking at her like things between them had never changed.

she couldn’t help but see the seventeen-year-old him while he was talking. the way he talks, the way he leaned on the wall, none of those had changed.

not knowing how to reply, she simply said, “yeah.”

“i’m serious about what i said last night. i’m not trying to pressure you into giving me an answer or anything, but i really want to give us, this love, another chance.” finishing what he said, he messed his hair, and walked past her.

after making sure that he was out of her sight, she immediately squat down, bring her knees to her face. the tears kept pricking at her eyes, threatening to gush out at any moment.

why did he have to say it like that? can’t he tell that i’ve loved him too? what’s the use of his brain if he can’t even think about how i felt?

every new thought just made her feel worse, but she knew she couldn’t leave it like that, so she took out her phone, and texted shinyu.

let’s meet at the park tonight, we need to talk.

delivered

she heaved out a sigh, before getting back up and spend her rest of the day practicing and hopefully not running into shinyu again.

later that night.

shinyu had arrived at the meeting spot earlier than scheduled, maybe it was the nerves. he just couldn’t calm down. half of him was expectant, the other half was afraid that leave, like he did before. he couldn’t stop pacing around that same area, until he noticed her.

she waved to him, just like the good old them used to do. she was wearing the hoodie that he had gifted her on their anniversary that came in a matching set. seeing that made his heart ache a little.

agreeing to sit down on the bench, they look at the han river, admiring its beauty bathed in the moonlight. they had once agreed to come here together when they were older, never thinking that it would be like this.

“so, i think you know why i called you here.” she said.

“yeah, do you already have an answer? sorry i didn’t mean to pressure you into giving me one so soon,” he apologised.

she sighed, “it’s alright, we should have settled things properly long ago anyways.”

she took a deep breath in, before finally letting all thoughts out, “it’s been years since i last saw you, so when i saw you the other day, i was actually really happy. i also thought that, maybe we could start over, on a fresh beginning.”

he turned to look at her, reaching out for her hand to hold. she gladly took his hand, before asking, “can we start over, junghwan? i’m asking you, not the idol shinyu.”

although he had asked first, there was still hesitance, because he didn’t want to hurt her again. he could only imagine how much pain he had left her with back then, and not being by her side to heal that.

but he had once swore to himself, that if he really got another chance with her, he would never make her feel the same pain again. never again.

“if you’ll let me heal the wound i caused, then i would love to be by your side again.” after saying that, he immediately pulled her into an embrace, filling the hole that was left in both their hearts.

he caressed her cheek, pulling her closer, before giving her the most tender, gentle, and sweetest kiss filled with days of yearning and longing for the other.

that marked the start of their new chapter together, as well as an oath of eternal love and loyalty.

bonus!

“hey, stop pushing!” jihoon said, as he shoved kyungmin’s face aside. “no you move, i can’t see either.”

the rest of the five members had followed shinyu and (name) to where they were speaking in “private”. they were way to curious to know what is going on between the two of them.

“i knew you were awake when i said those things. i could tell from your ears, some things really don’t change, huh.” they heard shinyu’s voice.

“did they use to know each other?” dohoon, being the oblivious one, asked.

“i knew there was some interesting tea around them,” youngjae announced proudly for noticing from the start.

“i’m serious about what i said last night. i’m not trying to pressure you into giving me an answer or anything, but i really want to give us, this love, another chance.”

the members all gasped silently, the realisation hitting them soon after. “they dated? they’re exes?” that thought crossed each member’s mind simultaneously, never thinking that their leader would have dated the (name) of all people before.

shinyu turned his back to leave, noticing the members eavesdropping on their conversation. as he walked past them, he glanced at them, making them all laugh silently, sweat dripping from their forehead.

once he had left, the members shift their focus to (name), who was crouching down. at first they were worried, but seeing how flustered she was, they all said the same thing.

“she’s definitely in love,” dohoon said.

“she is.” youngjae said too.

“yeah she is.” said jihoon.

kyungmin cheered, “shinyu-hyung finally getting out of his single era.”

hanjin then chimed in, “was she still in love with him after all this time.”

that made all the members turn to hanjin, circling around and trying to grasp the situation. “she’s so loyal to shinyu-hyung. she must have really loved him.”

melon’s afterwords!

i’m so glad to finally get this work out of my drafts… i’m not kidding when i said i almost crashed out because of this fic! really put a lot of effort into it (not really happy with it though) so i hope you enjoyed it! have an awesome day!!

credits to the owners of the pictures. do not copy or plagiarize my works!

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಄ pairings: shinyu x reader, dohoon x reader, youngjae x reader, hanjin x reader, jihoon x reader, kyungmin x reader.

಄ genre: fluff, comfort

಄ warnings: none!

಄ synopsis: when you come home from work after a long day of getting scolded by your boss over and over again and how each tws member tries their best to make you feel better!

melon notes!

thank you for reading my first story published under my blog! i wrote this at like 12am so it might not be the best but i hope you enjoy it! thank you:)

shinyu

honestly since he’s the oldest + the leader of the group, he’d definitely be quite mature about the whole situation and immediately know what to do to help you feel calmer. he would give you head pats, cuddles, small kisses on your face. if you say that you’re craving bubble tea, he’s already out the door getting it for you. if you say that you’re hungry, the apron’s already on. i think that if you said you wanted to eat chocolate fondue he would actually get some for you with marshmallows and strawberries. overall he’ll just be giving really husband material vibes if you know what i mean!

dohoon

i have a feeling that dohoon would try to make you smile or laugh by doing funny things or give you aegyo services (he’s the master at it) because he knows how much you love it. he would probably also try his best to distract you from whatever was stressing you out by maybe turning on your favourite show on netflix while cuddling under a blanket on the sofa, occasionally giving forehead kisses just to remind you that he’s there. he’s ready with all your favourite snacks and does his best to make you feel comfortable. when you’re going to go to bed, he would sing you some comforting ballads to soothe and ease you, making you fall asleep easily in peace.

youngjae

unlike shinyu and dohoon, i think that youngjae would definitely be a listener. he would cuddle up on the sofa with you under a blanket and hear you open up about the shitty boss at work. he is more than happy to be a listening ear for you, and is definitely grateful that you were willing to open up about these things to him. however, if you didn’t really want to talk about it, he wouldn’t try to pry much into it unless you bring it up again. he will let you do anything and everything that you wanted to. he would give many words of affirmation telling you that you were doing great and that it’s okay to be stressed. at the end of the day he would probably give you many hugs and small kisses!

hanjin

i am 100% sure that if you were complaining about your boss to him, he would add fuel to the fire and start shit-talking him too. he would give all the insults saying how badly your boss is treating you and seeing you smile at the end of it makes him feel really proud of himself. if you come home absolutely drained, he would give you a big comforting embrace and hold you there for at least ten minutes just to make you feel better. hanjin would also give you head pats, tie your hair all nicely and pretty for you or give you his hoodie to wear since he knows that it’s your favourite thing in the world. he would shower you with all his love and attention for the rest of the day.

jihoon

he would probably have ambushed you at the door and seeing you in an absolutely drained state, he would immediately engulf you between his arms and hug you really tightly. rather than showering you with his kisses like he usually does, he would pat your head, telling you how well you’re doing and silently wipe away any tears that fell from your eyes. if he was dancing, he would immediately stop and not dance for the rest of the day just so he could give you his fullest attention and all his love to make you feel better. if it makes you laugh, he would gladly do funny dances with his tutting techniques or tell you about how kyungmin had fell down during dance practise when no one was looking and got back up like nothing had happened and how his face was really red.

kyungmin

he would probably try his best to cheer you up by making silly comments or telling you funny things that happened during dance practice to get a good and slight laugh out of you. kyungmin would also stick around you the whole time to make sure that you feel his presence. when he asks you if you’re fine and you reply “i’m fine” even though you are clearly not, he wouldn’t press further but rather show that he loves and cares through his actions like cooking your favourite meal, or even turning on music that will help you relax. he would give anything just to see you smile and laugh like you always do.

thanks for reading!

credits to owners of the pictures. do not copy or plagiarize my work!

಄ pairing(s): non-idol jihoon x reader

಄ genre: fluff!

಄ warnings: none!

಄ synopsis: jihoon and (name) have been best friends ever since they met in middle school where they got close being each other’s seatmates. and ever since then, they were inseparable. years have passed, and they’ve both changed, but their relationship hasn’t, even though they’ve been crushing on the other since the day they met… jihoon finally finds his courage to confess?

melon notes!

melon’s back with another work! and this time it’s my favourite dancer boy jihoon aka my bias wrecker (yayy hoonhoonz supremacy!). if he’s not gonna be my boyfriend he needs to stop being so boyfriendable genuinely… anyways i had to write one for him so i hope you enjoy this story!

the moment the girl who sat next to him asked for his name, that’s when he fell in love with her. her voice was gentle and kind, her hair was long and smooth like silk, he was only a middle schooler who only knew what love was like from his parents, and never had he once thought that he too would experience it.

it was the first day of middle school, and john didn’t know anyone there. after getting to class, he just chose a seat by the window and hoped that no one would sit next to him. he rest his head on the table, about to go into a quick power nap.

that was until he felt someone poke him on his shoulder, he turned around, wondering who had disturbed his sleep.

when he first caught sight of her face, his heart started to beat faster, his face felt like it was burning and getting redder by every second that passed. he thought he was hallucinating that he saw an angel.

“hey…! could i sit next to you? you don’t seem to have any friends… just like me! let’s be friends!” the way she put her words so bluntly made jihoon laugh ever so slightly.

“sure!” he replied.

“i’m (name), what about you?” she asked.

(name), that’s a pretty name… suits someone as pretty as her.

seeing that jihoon was staring off to space, she quickly waved her hand before his face, bringing his attention back to her. “mister you-just-became-my-friend, what’s your name?” she asked again.

“oh… i’m jihoon. i like jellyfishes.”

(name) giggled at his statement, and seeing her smile really made him fall in love with her again.

since that day, the two of them only needed each other whether in school or outside. they would walk to school and go home together, eat dinner with each other’s families, and play games together. they were so close that people had even questioned if they were dating once in the second year of high school.

“jihoon, (name), are you two seriously not dating?” a classmate asked as he leaned his head backwards to observe the two.

at the moment, jihoon was standing behind (name) and tying her hair nicely like he had always done for her since middle school since she can’t do it nicely.

they looked at each other for a moment before replying at the same time, “nope!”

everyone was always suspicious of the two of them, but nothing could really prove that they were dating, so the gossips had died down eventually.

there was once when jihoon spotted (name) around the entrance of the school waiting for him to go home together. he ran faster after noticing her, calling out, “hey, (name)! let’s go—” his words cut off when he saw an upperclassman who seemed to be professing his feelings for her.

he could barely make out the words that he was saying, but he definitely heard, “i like you… please… my girlfriend…”

he was scared, he didn’t know how she would respond. he feared that things would change between the two of them.

unfortunately, he couldn’t hear her response but judging by the guy’s expression, it seemed like it didn’t go well for him. then, she spotted him, and waved her hand in a big motion to call him to hurry up, with that same smile that he fell for all those years ago.

he quickened his pace, and it the blink of an eye, he was walking down the same path with her once again. he was still curious about how she responded to the confession, and so he asked, “hey… didn’t that guy from just now confess to you? how… how did you respond to it?”

he couldn’t hide his worry, with his face all glum, and she noticed, like every time she noticed something wrong with him. “i rejected him.”

upon hearing those three words, he couldn’t help but smile brightly, feeling extremely relieved. boy did she find his reaction so cute, and she couldn’t help herself from pinching his cheek.

“you’re so cute.”

“hey stop that!” he swatted her hand to pretend that it was annoying, but it secretly made him really happy.

three years later.

another three years had gone by, and that’s another three years of him being in love with the same girl and never telling her his feelings.

they were both in universities now, even though they go to the same school, their schedules weren’t exactly the same, so they didn’t see each other as much.

but their routine remained the same, they always walked home together. if the one’s classes would end later, the other would hang out and wait at the cafe nearby for the other to finish and from there they would walk home together.

on one of the days when they were walking home, he suddenly got the urge to want to go to the beach.

“hey, we should go to the beach on saturday.”

“all of a sudden?”

“yeah.”

and then came saturday afternoon, there they were at the beach. he dragged her by the arm and threw her into the ocean, splashing water at her. to get her revenge, she kicked the water at him too, accidentally kicking some sand too.

“hey, that’s foul play!” he exclaimed.

“too bad!” (name) argued back, sticking her tongue out at him.

after hours of playing in the water and building sandcastles, people slowly started leaving one by one, but the two just sat on their mat, admiring the sun as it slowly started to set. she had rested her head on her shoulder, and he just let her.

his heart raced, heat rushing to his cheeks. somehow he just knew, his instincts told him to:

if i don’t confess now, when am i ever going to do it?

he gently lifted her head with his head, causing her to turn and look at him. “what’s wrong?”

his heartbeat was loud, so loud that he thought she could hear it too. nerves overwhelmed him, he couldn’t get the words out of his mouth.

“i love you.”

the words came out faster than he could even process them. they just kept pouring out like a flood, “i always have. i loved you since middle school.”

she could believe her ears, han jihoon told her that he loved him? her best friend? tears threatened to fall from her eyes, and sure enough, she couldn’t contain them before they came pouring out.

he panicked, did he say it in a bad way? did she hate it? does she not want to be friends anymore?

(name) grabbed his arm with the strength she could summon into hers, she wiped her tears away, giving him that same dang smile again, before she gave her answer, “i love you too, since middle school.”

his eyes widened, thinking that his ears played tricks on him, but they didn’t. she enveloped him into her arms for a hug, and he reciprocated it.

they stayed that way for a while, they only pulled apart after they noticed the pink orange sunset that was just way to hard to not look and admire.

he hesitantly asked, “can… i kiss you?”

she nodded, and he brought his hand to cup her cheeks, pulling her closer, as they leaned into each other’s touch, and finally when their lips collided, it felt like time had stopped, and only they were the only ones there, basking in the sunset with their lover.

bonus!

“wait, i’m really curious though, when did you start liking me?” jihoon asked as he held her hand while walking down the path to get home.

she smiled playfully, grinning harder than ever.

(name)’s pov from the first day of middle school.

i entered the classroom, feeling lonely, not knowing a single soul there. everyone had already gotten into their own groups of friends. i guess i’m spending middle school lonely.

i took the only empty seat, which was next to a boy who appeared to be sleeping. his hair looked nice, i wonder what his face looks like.

out of curiosity, i gently poked him, causing him to turn and look at me. i was surprised, his face was more than enough to make me fall in love.

it was the first time my heart beat so fast, it was the first time i felt like that.

is this what they call love?

“hey…! could i sit next to you? you don’t seem to have any friends… just like me! let’s be friends!” i was internally slapping myself on the inside, thinking that i screwed up really bad.

“sure.”

and those words mark the beginning of her love story.

back to the present.

she giggled as she recalled her youthful memory, before running off and shouted, “not telling you!”

melon’s afterwords!

i hope you enjoyed that one! once again, i am writing this at midnight so i’m gonna go and sleep right after this! jihoon is so boyfriend material honestly why are there no guys like that in my school… ㅠㅠ

credits to the owners of the pictures. please don’t copy or plagiarize my work!

಄ pairing(s): youngjae x reader

಄ genre: fluff!

಄ warnings: none!

಄ synopsis: as the summer heat is only getting worse, what better than something juicy and sweet like watermelon, youngjae’s favourite fruit?! 🍉

melon notes!

hello, melon’s back! i was randomly scrolling through tws’ instagram and saw the youngjae all the possibilities video and man does he look fine… so i just decided to write one for him too! enjoyyy!!

summer had just arrived for south korea, yet everybody’s already wishing for it to end. the humidity make their skin stick to their clothes, and the burning sun just making the whole south korea sweat all day.

youngjae wasn’t doing so well either, needless to say, he absolutely loathed summer days. he brought a portable fan with him everywhere he went, and those cooling wipes you see in the supermarkets, yeah he had those too.

when he gets to the practice room, it feels like he just landed in heaven. the cold breeze of the air conditioning hitting his skin, he would often think, “only if the temperature could always be like this.”

when he gets to his shared home with his dearest girlfriend, (name), who he absolutely adores, as much as he would love to, he never gives her a hug first, afraid of getting her dirty, him being the clean freak he’s always been.

even though he enjoys his cooling bath time, he would always be done showering in five minutes, just so he could quickly get into his girlfriend’s arms.

and today was no different.

“(name)~, i missed youu.” he said in his affectionate tone. every time he calls out to her in this voice, his members would look absolutely flabbergasted, thinking that they lost youngjae who they had been giving all their love to, to (name).

she giggled, shoving him away, “hurry and shower if you want hugs!”

and so he did, he’s just like a cute little puppy who only listened to her well. and he did what he said, as always, he was out in no time.

after exiting the bathroom, he saw (name) in the kitchen and approached her from behind, arms naturally sliding around her waist, enveloping her into a back hug, while his head found her shoulder and rested it there.

“what are you making?” he asked curiously.

“naengmyeon (cold noodles), it’s been really hot these days, and i know you hate it when it is, so i cooked some for today!” she replied.

at times like this, he would always think to himself, “i’m so blessed to be able to be her future husband. (none of it has been decided yet)”

he opened the fridge to search for drinks to go with their meal, but instead, he found a big and round and green watermelon before him.

“when did you buy this?” he questioned.

(name) turned away from her cooking slightly to face him, “earlier at the supermarket, they were on sale.”

his face immediately brightened up, he absolutely loved watermelons. if he had to rank his priorities in life, first place would be (name), his family and members, and his job. second place would immediately go to watermelons.

after the lovely meal that (name) had prepared, youngjae offered to help her wash the dishes, since he knew that she was going to prepare the watermelon, and boy was he excited.

he took a bite of a slice of the watermelon that she fed him. nice and sweet. that’s the first thought that crossed his mind.

she then came out of the kitchen holding a tray full of red food and drinks on it. “i’ve got watermelon juice, watermelon sorbet, and the fruit. which one do you want first?” she offered with a loving gaze.

youngjae suddenly had this thought, i’m definitely going to marry her someday.

instead of choosing any of the listed options, he pulled her neck close to his, and brought her lips to his, giving her loving, tender and gentle kiss. once, twice.

“your lips first, watermelon comes next.” he said in a rather flirtatious manner. she found it rare and funny, considering that he almost never did this. but was she complaining?

when she’s got such a lovely boyfriend who can’t resist her lips and watermelon!

melon’s afterwords!

this was a short and cute one! hope you enjoyed it! can we please talk about how fine he’s been looking these days though? cant get enough of his singing and dancing! (choi youngjae my man)

credits to the owners of the pictures. do not copy or plagiarize my works!

಄ pairing(s): shinyu x reader, dohoon x reader, youngjae x reader, hanjin x reader, jihoon x reader, kyungmin x reader

಄ genre: angst, hurt

಄ warnings: none

಄ synopsis: “your best hurts sometimes.” tws x reader with events leading up to their break up. some was unavoidable, some could have been changed by past actions, some could have been done better.

melon notes!

hola, melon signing back in. i was doing chemistry homework when i randomly thought of this even though i had another draft i was working on. i felt kinda angsty today so another angst it is… i hope you enjoy it! thank you!

shinyu

as the leader of tws, he had lots of responsibilities to bear, and you understood it. he had to make sure that things went according to plan all the time. but, your lifestyles were just too different. his schedule was always too busy for the two of you to meet up.

when you two meet up, you always have to be on edge to make sure no one recognises the both of you, and clearly you hated it. but you couldn’t tell him, what could you tell him? that you hated that he was doing his job? like that, you kept it inside and suffered for months.

on the days that you did meet up, he would constantly be worrying about his schedules and the upcoming comeback that they have to prepare for. it always made you wonder why you two even met up for.

the lack of communication between the two was what cut that string that connected you two, so you both just let it go. there was barely any quality time spent when you two were together, so there was no point in holding on.

“yuya, i can’t do this anymore.”

“i know. i’m sorry i couldn’t be a better boyfriend to you.”

dohoon

despite the both of you being idols and both of your schedules always never matching up, the two of you still tried your best to make things work. texting and calling often, meeting up, or just making some time for the other.

one day, when the two of you were out on a date, maybe you were just a little careless, and you two were spotted by a sasaeng fan.

it was a cruel lesson, that love can’t solve everything.

things went downhill. pictures were taken, tabloids spread like wildfire. protest trucks lined up outside your companies, hate comments on every post and video, even death threats started coming in.

both of your mental health might have hit the limit, and your members being worried too. that one picture destroyed their dreams, love and themselves. they both knew that once they broke up, everything would come to an end, and everything would be resolved.

“dohoon, i can’t take this anymore, let’s break up…?”

“promise me, in another life, (name)?”

“in another life, dohoon.”

youngjae

youngjae somehow always made you feel like you were the only one who cared about your relationship, even if he didn’t mean to. every time you try to show that you care with something simple, maybe asking him about his day, he reply’s with short words and dryly.

everything has to be initiated by you. asking him to go out on dates, going out on your anniversary, literally everything. “maybe he’s just awkward at these kind of things”. that was the mindset you tried to keep up.

but from some point onwards, it just couldn’t anymore.

on dates, he wouldn’t really look you in the eye, much less talk to you. he wouldn’t take out his phone and play games or message his members, leaving you there not knowing what to do at all.

never once in this relationship had you truly felt that he cared about you. never once have you seen him put any effort into this relationship.

so you stopped trying. maybe he really tried. maybe he really cared. maybe he really loves me. you couldn’t think that way anymore. he made you feel unloved, that he didn’t care about you, so you stopped trying to make him, and convince yourself that he does.

“there’s no saving this relationship anymore, so let’s end this.”

“…”

hanjin

both of you were doing well as high school students in china preparing for gaokao. you had a healthy relationship, a boyfriend that really cared and loved you.

nothing can go wrong.

until one night, you and hanjin were taking a stroll in the park nearby, when he suddenly stopped walking, making you turn around to face him, only to see that expression that he makes only when he truly has something important to say.

“i’m going to south korea to become an idol.”

when you heard those words, you didn’t know how to react, but somehow, you managed to get your voice out, “good for you.”

you both had agreed long ago that if one day, one of you had to leave for far away, you wouldn’t try for a long-distance relationship. you both knew that both of you wouldn’t be able to keep it up.

on the day you went to send him off at the airport, bidding your final goodbye to him, you said, “goodbye hanjin, let’s break up. and i hope you get to fulfil your dream.”

with that, he turned around, glancing once more at you, before it was goodbye for forever. on the plane, the tears wouldn’t stop flowing. on the car, hers could only fall silently as she stared out the window, watching his plane take off.

maybe if you had stopped him, things would have been different. but how could you stop him from pursuing his dream? who were you to even do that?

jihoon

him being an idol, he has to practise a lot. but he was more extreme than anyone else in that sense. he practised more than anyone else, being a perfectionist, he never let a mistake of his slide, and wouldn’t stop until he got it right.

jihoon would stay at the studio until midnight, and leave before you even woke up. there was no interaction at home despite sharing one.

on the days you pick him up from the studio, you end up having to wait for hours before he would finally agree to leave, but only because you really started to get mad at him. you knew him well, and you knew how passionate he was about dancing and doing his job. you couldn’t stop him from that.

but it was really going too far. he would leave you on delivered or read for hours when he was too focused, replying only hours later.

you hated being the second choice in his life. why couldn’t you be the first? why does he have to prioritise dancing over you?

maybe you were just not the right person for him. he needed someone who would support his passions, while you needed someone who would make you feel like his first choice.

“hoon, why do i always have to be the second choice in your life?”

“what do you mean? you are-”

“i am. i always have been, and i can’t take it anymore, so i’m leaving.”

kyungmin

maybe it was because he was the eldest sibling at home. maybe that’s why he feels this sense of responsibility in everything. maybe that’s why always tries to resolve conflicts, and shoulder everything on his own.

in the early days of the relationship, every time you asked out of concern if he was alright, he would always reply with “i’m fine.” you didn’t try to force yourself in and make him open the door to his heart, thinking that he would eventually open up to you.

but even as months go by, he never tried to. every time you tried to get him to do so, he would always just brush it off or just change the subject.

did he not trust you? did he find you unreliable? did he think of you as someone he couldn’t confide in?

maybe he really cared, maybe he really tried, but maybe he also really didn’t want to burden you with the things that seemed little to him.

but you couldn’t do this any longer either. even if he tried his best. but sometimes, his best hurts more than anything else.

“kyungmin, please stop shutting me out…”

“i’m not.”

“you are! why can’t you just tell me your troubles? if this is how you are going to be in the future too, when we are older and married, i’d rather just end this now.”

melon’s afterwords!

i highkey felt so bad when i was writing dohoon and kyungmin’s. i think i really did youngjae dirty in this one too. anyways, melon signing out and i hope you enjoyed it!

credits to the owners of the pictures. do not copy or plagiarize my works!

಄ pairing(s): kim dohoon x reader

಄ genre: angst, break up

಄ warnings: some tears might be shed…

಄ synopsis: weeks had gone by since (name) and dohoon had broken up based on a ‘mutual agreement’, yet both of them are suffering silently…

melon notes!

hello this is melon! this story was inspired by a song by my favourite english band why don’t we (wdw). even though it’s been years since they last released a song and this being their last song, i absolutely love them so much so please check them out if you have the time! this randomly came into my mind when i heard my sister singing their songs so yeah! i hope you enjoy this thank you!

dohoon’s pov

how long has it been since i last saw her?

how long has it been since i held her face?

how long has it been since i felt her lips on mine?

i miss her so much.

“name” i unconsciously blurted out.

the members turn to look at me, with eyes filled with sympathy. the eyebags under my eyes were obvious, and at night they would hear me try to suppress my cries. practice hasn’t been going well too, especially since i keep messing up the choreography.

shinyu, our leader, hesitantly walks up to me and asks, “dohoon, are you alright?” i looked at him, tears threatening to fall again while i slowly shook my head, “i miss her so much…”

not knowing what to say, shinyu could only give a light pat on the shoulder.

as everyone slowly started to leave one by one, i gave them the excuse of wanting to practise more, even though everyone knew that i needed some alone time. the moment the last member left, i plopped onto the ground, facing the ceiling.

my hoodies no longer had your scent on them, i thought as i tugged at the strings, escaping into the hood.

a few weeks ago (3rd person perspective)

dohoon had been busy with the comeback schedules in a few weeks time, and (name) knew it. that’s what happens when you date an idol.

but their messages that used to be frequent turned to coming in once in a few days. the messages asking if the other had had their meal stopped. there wasn’t anymore joking of how dohoon had tripped over kyungmin’s leg. it all just stopped, like it was never there in the first place.

at home, they don’t even see each other. he goes out early in the morning before she wakes up, and comes back when she’s already asleep.

(name) hated it. she tried not to let it show. she wanted to greet him at the door even though it was late. she wanted to show that she loves him.

the clock struck 11pm, the door finally clicked open after she had waited on the sofa for hours. it revealed a dohoon who was physically and mentally exhausted, clearly tired from all the schedules.

she approached him to give him a hug, but he swatted her hand away. thinking that he was just a little cranky since he was tired, she didn’t think too much about it. unaware, she cheerfully asked him how his day had went. but that might have been the last straw for him. something just snapped.

“can’t you be quiet for a second?” his words coming out a lot harsher than he had intended for it to be. his mouth was moving faster than his brain, with words that he would regret the moment it leaves his mouth, “you’re so annoying. can’t you tell that i just need some quiet? why can’t you let me rest when i’m at home?” words coming out louder this time.

taken-aback, she didn’t know what to say but apologise with her head down. she thought that she hadn’t been considerate enough.

“and now you’re making me look like the bad guy here.” he utters, clearly displeased while pushing his hair back.

that too, was the last thing she heard before a switch in (name) flipped.

what? i’m trying to be supportive of him and this is what i get in return?

“do you think that i like how you’re never at home and how you’re always so busy? i’m trying to support you here for the past few days, i’ve been compromising things for you and this is how you treat me?” she laughed out.

“i never asked you to in the first place!” he replied angrily.

that was it. she was done sacrificing for him. she showed him love and support but he chose not to. she knew not to stay any longer.

(name) scoffed, “if this is what being in a relationship is like, i’d rather not be with you at all!”

“what a coincidence, i think the same.” dohoon replied, rolling his eyes.

with that, she went to her room, packed her things and slammed the door shut for good without looking back.

that was the last time they had spoken.

back to the present (3rd person pov)

i miss her.

i’m sorry.

i actually really love you.

please come back.

i’ll do anything.

those thoughts kept replaying in his mind over and over again, he could only wish for her to be in front of him right now so he could convey those words to her.

his airpods started playing a song that he had never heard before, but he couldn’t be bothered to skip it.

every day, every night, i can only think of us

on the coast, in july, when you thought you said too much

guess it don’t always go, like the stories we’ve been told

‘cos you’re gone, and you’re fine, i’m lying here fucked up

“does spotify know i’m going through a heartbreak now?” he laughed, finding it way too relatable. i hope she’s doing alright now.

how do you love somebody?

how do you love somebody else?

‘cos when you left i lost myself

baby, baby tell me how

“i messed up so bad. i’m not even thinking straight anymore.” he scoffed, bring his arm over his eyes, tears starting to stain them.

how do you love somebody?

how do you numb the pain so well?

‘cos when you left, i lost myself

how do you love somebody else?

before another flood of tears hit him, he stood up, packed his things and left the studio, knowing he was at his limit.

gosh i miss him.

i miss the way he used to laugh.

i miss how he used to make me smile.

i miss him so bad.

(name) wasn’t in a better state then he was, she was just as hurt and heartbroken. she couldn’t focus on her work or anything that she did. she missed his presence too much.

she was covered by her blanket, airpods in her ears as she listened to a playlist titled, “songs to listen to when you are going thru a breakup”. she had been crying to them for hours, tissues all over her floor, the pillow stained with all her tears.

coincidentally, why don’t we’s ‘how do you love somebody’ had played too.

oh, i wonder

did emotions fade with the summer?

like an ocean wave took me under

and you left without a sound

“did he start to lose feelings?”

“i wonder if he’s eating his meals properly.”

“has he already moved on while if still stuck here?”

she mumbled those words to herself over and over again, only causing more tears to flow out. it’s been weeks, and she’s still not over it. she can’t move on.

she wanted to send him a message, and ask him if he was doing well, but everytime she tried to do so, she just couldn’t bring herself to do so.

trying to distract herself, she turned on the tv, but the first thing on her youtube was a fan cam of dohoon in their latest comeback. she immediately turned it off, burying her head back between her knees.

annoyed at herself, she put on a jacket, took her keys and headed to the nearby convenience store.

the road there was dark, but illuminated by the streetlights. every time she took a step, she would pray, “dear god, if you exist, please grant this one wish of mine. let me talk to him again.”

perhaps a miracle had happened, or the gods had heard her calling. in the distance, she spotted a male figure, who was as tall as dohoon, hair messy like how he used to leave it, that hoodie that she used to wear, and that face that she would recognise anywhere.

there he was walking down the path. there was kim dohoon.

she stopped in her tracks, and when dohoon had lifted his head, he spotted her, and their eyes met.

he stopped too, freezing on the spot even though he had practised many times in his mind how to apologise to her. he just couldn’t believe it, that she was really before him. (name) was in front of him.

after a few awkward seconds, the words finally came out, “have you been well?”

“not really, what about you?”

“me too.”

they were mutually surprised at the other’s answer. they were both longing for the other again, but ironically, they didn’t know.

“i’m sorry, i messed up really bad that day. i wasn’t in my right mind and i didn’t know why i even said all those in the first place. i really miss you, can you give me one more chance, i’ll prove to you that you won’t regret it… please…” he voice was sincere, linger and nerves in every word.

unbeknownst to (name), a tear had already fallen, she had been longing to hear those words for the longest time, all her emotions came crashing down at once.

dohoon, in shock, immediately rushed forward, panicked, but still wiping away her tears with his sleeve.

he was hesitant, but still asked anyways, “can… can i hug you?”

she immediately pulled him closer, grip so tight as if she feared that he would leave again if he let go. and he did the same by reciprocating the love that she was giving him.

right there and then, he silently swore to himself, to never make her feel that way ever again.

after a while, they both pulled apart slightly, looking deep into each other’s eyes.

he brought his hand to her cheek, slowly leaning into her, she closed her eyes, telling him that she was ready. and he gave her a gentle, yet tender kiss on her lips.

“i’m never letting you go again.” he said.

“me too.”

“i love you.”

“i love you too.”

melon’s afterthoughts!

hope you enjoyed that! sorry if it was kinda cringey or anything or if it wasn’t enjoyable… feedback is always welcomed! thanks for reading!:)

credits to the owners of the pictures. do not copy or plagiarize my works!