this was (very politely, thank u) requested, I hope you like âĄ
soobin â have you ever slept with two blankets and a hot pack in summer that also clings to you? you probably havenât but soobin will gladly give you that experience. sick!soobin is very very clingy and will âšnotâš move away from your side unless he really really has to. (which is never in his eyes but yk)
yeonjun â since he HATES feeling sick and not on top of his sh!t, yeonjun would tend to fall into the whiny-but-grateful spectrum of sick!txt. heâd appreciate all your help and would (if consented) go up a notch with the physical contact. just clinging and falling asleep on top of you tho. itâs also yeonjun so please make sure he doesnât try to take care of you until heâs 100% healthy because he will try.
beomgyu â our beomgyu, usually rather energetic, tends to turn into the embodiment of soggy toast (Iâm sorry). heâs like cooked vegetables, unusable in ever way and so clingy. you want him to drink water? heâs toO weak to LiFt tHe boTtlE. eat? Spoonfeed him if you REALLY love him (/j) you need to leave for work/school/a schedule?? how dare you leave him behind SUFFERING- just go, heâll be fine dw dw
taehyun â tae will not be as dramatic about feeling ill unlike other candidates, but heâll probably be just a bit more dependent on your care. he likes to do things on his own but when heâs sick he gladly accepts your helping hand. would be hesitant to cuddle though because what if you get sick too ://
hueningkai â TAKE CARE OF HIM PLS and thank you. baby will not really be vocal about his needs and feels so youâll just have to intuitively nurse him back to health. kai is someone to recover quickest (!!) in your arms so please hold him well (itâs scientifically proven yes)
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tags: alternative universe, established relationship, boyfriend!ten, mentions of working, nap sessions, first kiss, tooth-rotting fluff, basically everything is just sweet
warnings: none.
afternoon nap sessions were your favorite, along with your boyfriend for almost a year. ten just loved the yellow hue of the sun penetrating through the translucent soft fabrics of the curtains, creating a lovely color painting the living room. he just loved to lay on the sofa with his favorite music playing on his phone for a bgm, and he would pull you into his embrace to nap with him whenever you came home from work.
it became a regular thing for the two of you, especially during weekends. you'd be there laying on his stomach while his arms are stretched out, caressing the sides of your body to soothe you into your slumber. ten loves being comfortable around you, in any way just to make you feel safe around him.
but it was always just cuddling, combing your hair, surprising you with his drawings of you, and anything else. however, ten never kissed you and vice versa during your eleven months of dating each other. maybe it was because none of you had the courage to initiate the first kiss, despite the closeness ten and you had developed.
he was with a friend the other day, unusually asking him if he had ever kissed you, and to his response, only a loud scream filled the room as he hid his face with the palms of his hands.
sure, he had relationships in the past with whom he kissed before, but when it comes to you, ten didn't want a simple first kiss where you both don't find it good, he wanted to make it memorable for the both of you.
maybe today has just been the day that he would actually do it.
before you left the apartment, he suggested to go on a picnic at the park later after you finish work. a grin plastered on his face when you agreed to his plan as he wrapped his arms around you to say goodbye.
during the times you weren't around, he'd play and feed his cats in his bedroom, or he would make a dish from your recipe book to improve his cooking skills, or do his art commissions online, but once it hit afternoon, it was time for another nap session.
he stretched his arms up to the air as he yawned out, indicating that he's eyelids were starting to fall down. ten slithers on the sofa, the soft cushions of the furniture relaxed him which made him curl into a ball like a cat would do when it's kicked back.
the silence inside the room was able to get him sleepy, eyes heavy at the feeling before dreamland awaits him in his sleep.
his nap didn't last long when he heard noise coming from the kitchen. a sound of a kettle boiling and your sweet humming in the distance. did he sleep for too long? he wanted to open his eyes to check but he was too sleepy to even open them and get up.
the lovely aroma of parmesan, bacon, and garlic filled his nose as he inhaled the delicious scent of the carbonara sauce being cooked. the way ten melted even more when the sound of your singing voice echoed the whole apartment, followed by a cracked voice and laughter filling the atmosphere.
when it comes to singing, everyone in your circle of friends thought how good you are, but ten was just something else. in your opinion, ten has the best voice, knowing too well he used to be in a music club during your college years. he brings his guitar to sing with his friends under the bleachers where you first met him.
there was a moment of silence inside the room, and ten couldn't help but slightly open his eyes to inspect what was happening.
and when he did, he almost let out a gasp, finding you in front of him. ten cursed in his mind, unable to do anything when you're this close to his face. usually he would pull you now to cuddle with him, but he stayed still in shock.
what was supposed to do in this kind of situation? the tension's incredibly high and his soul is leaving his body at the sight of you looking at him this close. he would've said 'love looking at my face too much?' right now but none of it came out of his mouth.
then everything felt like time had stop. it's cheesy to think about it but ten thought otherwise. and just a few centimeters left, you can easily close the gap between your lips to his. he waited, eyes closed shut this time, expecting to feel the soft moistness of your lips.
it never did. to his surprise, you pulled away out of embarrassment when he tried to slightly open his eyes one more time. well, if you won't do it, he will. ten finally opened his eyes, surprising you before a hand snaked around your neck to pull you into a kiss.
a burst of laughter left both of your lips when ten pulled you to the sofa with him, accidentally bumping each other's foreheads.
"you surprised me! i thought you were asleep the whole time!" you exclaimed, gasping for a breath as you playfully hit him on the chest.
"i was supposed to give you your first kiss later at our picnic date, but it seems like you were so impatient." ten pouts, only to see you laughing harder, hands reaching out to place both sides on his face to pull him into another sweet kiss. good god, your lips are just too perfect, a little too perfect where it molded so perfectly with his.
ten couldn't help but gently bit the bottom lip, then slowly, sweetly, kissed you again. his heartbeat rapidly going crazy at the taste of your peppermint lip balm. he can't get enough of it, he can't get enough of you, ten needs to be drowned with your kisses. "did i ruin our first kiss then?"
"it doesn't matter, every kiss we will share will always be memorable to me."
this man is so dramatic. literally gets all whiny while he latches onto you and is like, âwhy is taehyun on the back of your phone?đ„șđ„șâ you try ignoring the man but he. will. not. let. you. go. doesnât leave your side until you finally change the photo card to his.
soobin
he does a double take when he sees yeonjunâs pc in your phone case. soobin isnât the one to collapse at your feet about it but heâll let you know of his jealousy subtly. gives you puppy dog eyes and a small pout to make you feel guilty. heâll grab his photo card and wave it in your face until you (unwillingly) put it in your phone case.
beomgyu
dramatic pt 2 except he doesnât hide it <33 will make many noises of disapproval when he sees soobinâs (godly blue hour) photo card in your phone case. heâll change it without telling you and believe that he did smth :/ just to spite him you change it back every time. better hide soobin before beomgyu kills him for simply being in your phone case.
taehyun
a bit surprised tbh. heâll stare at your phone case like he canât believe what heâs seeing. gives you a disapproving look before taking your phone and and grabbing his photo card. he crushes kaiâs photo card like itâs nothing and replaces it with his </3 kai was appalled when he found it on the floor of their dorms.
huening kai
literally does not care. he sees beomgyuâs photo card in your case and doesnât think twice about it. he knows that beomgyu is your friend. you try to brag about it to get kai riled up but it doesnât work. âi canât believe i pulled beomgyu, i love his pc so much.â âi know right, i pulled him too.â unbothered mf
p : yeonjun Ă fem!reader | g : fluff, humor, best friend!yeonjun | w : robbing a bank, swearing, they almost get arrested, there's a dirty joke or two but nothing sexual
a/n : brainrot he looked so hot lmfao
inspired by yeonjun in LO$ER = LOâĄER !
yeonjun slammed the door of the car, throwing what looked like a black duffel bag underneath the back seat and looking around, checking the mirrors.
"the hellâ" y/n stared at him, confused. His bare arms were slowly beading with sweat, his lips looked cherry red as ever, as if he had bitten them in thought. The panicked glint in his eyes grew as y/n turned behind him to investigate what was going on.
"don't!" he yelled, grabbing her hand, making her look up to him, "the cops are on the way."
"I'm sorry, who is on their way!?"
"you heard me, you deaf bitch," he coughed, checking the ac vents. His voice was shaking, "just act natural!"
A siren sounded in the background as y/n stared at him, blue and red lights blinking into the car and illuminating his face. "did you just rob the bank!?"
"fuckâ" he looked behind, and snapped the car light off, looking around in panic, "it was a spur of the moment, I don't know what toâ"
"don't hate me for this," y/n sighed, grabbing his shoulders and leaning into a kiss. His breath hitched as he protested with a little, "hm!?" but realized it was for the best, and went along with it.
in attempts to make it look as natural as possible, y/n played with back of his hair, pulling herself closer onto his lap and holding his neck. In the background, she could hear the police car stop behind them, and the door to slam shut, followed by footsteps.
Maybe yeonjun didn't hear this, or maybe he was too caught up in the moment of involuntarily lacing his fingers around her waist, because he mumbled something against her lips. He tasted something like the taste of metal coins. Maybe his lips were really bleeding. "why are you so good at this?"
Before she could reply, there was a tap on the door, and yeonjun pulled away from the kiss, turning around. His hands still rested on her waist.
"can I help you, officer?" he asked as innocently as possible, pulling down the window. The officer narrowed his eyes to y/n, her face already burning with the thought that she had been caught making out with choi yeonjun himself. He peered into the car, looking around suspiciously.
he coughed, pointing at the bank behind them, "this is a no parking zone, kids, get a room somewhere else."
yeonjun stuttered a bit at that, and y/n hid her beetroot-red face in the crook of his neck. Why did he smell so strongly of cologne?
"were notâ" he blankly stared at the officer, tongue numbing, "I mean, she's notâ"
"whatever," the cop was taking no interest anymore, writing something onto a ticket, "this is still not a parking zone! I'm still gonna charge you."
"yeah," yeonjun glanced at y/n, the corner of his lips curling with a sinister smirk.
"don't let me catch you kids making out around here again!" he threw the ticket at yeonjun, sighing and walking away. "Kids these days," they caught him mumbling as he walked away, rubbing his forehead, "no shame at all."
yeonjun sighed as he rolled up the window, letting out a relieved laugh. He felt her fingers still linger at the back of his neck. He looked down at her, his lips a little puffy and his eyes twinkling, looking a little sweet.
"did we just kiss?"
y/n punched his chest, pushing herself off him. Her heartbeat was all over the place, trying to stabilize her ragged breath, "fuck you!"
"...well thenâ"
"we could have gone to fucking jail!" she yelled, pointing at him, "or you could have gone to jail, or something worse could have happened, orâ"
"relax, y/n," he shook his head, starting the car. Her words were definitely imbedded with some sort of worry, "I'm fine."
"yeah, but what if!"
the car's engine whirred to life, and he glanced behind her, putting an arm behind her seat. "forget the 'what ifs', I still can't believe you kissed me."
"what else was I supposed to do?" she sighed, giving herself a slap on her cheek, "I literally had no other option."
"I never said I was disappointed," he chuckled underneath his breath, licking his lips. His toes were vibrating, he could feel his heartbeat in his head, "we should do it again, sometime."
"haha," she rolled her eyes, "choi yeonjun actually liked the kiss? You're funny, haha!"
he drummed his fingers on the wheel, whistling as they approached a red light. He looked at her, his cheeks burning and his tongue dry. If he was capable of cracking jokes, he wasn't joking now. His heartbeat sounded like the loudest thing in that car.
"why would I lie about something like this when we almost got arrested, you dumb bitch?"
she stared at him blankly, blinking at him. "you fucker," she laughed in disbelief, managing to crack him up to, "are you confessing to me right now or insulting me at my face?"
he hummed, licking his lips. The tips of his hair were becoming damper and damper from the sweat, despite the fact that the car was air conditioned.
"why don't you kiss me again and I'll tell you the answer of that afterwards?"
"and risk getting pulled over and fined for the second time in the same night?"
he started the car as the light turned green, entering onto the highway and stepping on the accelerator.
"that's a risk I'm willing to take."
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summary; every year on september 1st, ten million random people will have their soulmate markings revealed. unfortunately your soulmate is none other than lee heeseung, a boy who's held a petty grudge against you for ten years. and while you're dealing with the news of who you're destined to be with, your best friend confesses his feelings for you.
pairing: non-idol!lee heeseung x female reader, ft second lead non-idol!jay park x female reader
warnings; some swearing, heartbreak
starring: members of enhypen ft itzy's ryujin
release date: 22/08 to 29/11
status: COMPLETED.
a/n: i've wanted to do an enhypen sm au for a while, and now i'm doing one and i'm so excited!! đ
current taglist: @preciousdeerchild @chaoticdreaminisode @staysstrays @fylithia @wooyoung-a @katyasrussianaccent @geminirules @lix-freckle3
THIS IS NOT RELATED TO ENHYPEN IN ANY WAY. THIS IS PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES.
y/n's group - heeseung's group - one - two - three - four - five - six - seven - eight - nine - ten - eleven - twelve - thirteen - fourteen - fifteen - sixteen - seventeen - eighteen - nineteen - twenty - twenty one - twenty two - twenty three - twenty four - twenty five - twenty six - twenty seven
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MARK. â one time, he hears you complain about how cold you feel whenever you step out of the shower. ever since then, he makes it a habit to put your towel in the dryer right before you get in, so when you step out, you have a freshly warmed towel to use.
RENJUN. â he maintains eye contact with you while you speak because he wants you to know that he's always, always paying attention to you and listening to whatever you have to say. you just mean so much to him, and it breaks his heart to even imagine you thinking otherwise.
JENO. â since he's not all that much of a picky eater, he often eats the parts of your food that you don't really like. and even when you tell him that he doesn't have to, he insists that he doesn't mind doing it for you. (he'd do anything for you, really.)
HAECHAN. â whenever he sees you sleeping soundly, he makes sure to be a lot quieter so that he doesn't accidentally wake you. he knows how important being able to rest is, what with the nature of his career, so he makes it a point never to disturb you. plus, he thinks you're absolutely adorable when you sleep.
JAEMIN. â he keeps a note in his notes app of all the things he's learned about you, like your favorite things, what makes you smile, and even just the little stories you've told him. it makes him so happy every time he learns something new about his favorite person, and he wants to make sure he doesn't forget a single thing.
CHENLE. â you notice how he always has at least one hair tie around his wrist. he tells you that it's because he wants to make sure that you have one to tie your hair with any time you might need it since he knows how often you forget to bring one.
JISUNG. â every time you're both on a sidewalk, he never lets you walk on the side nearest to the road and his hand rests on the small of your back at all times. some might say he's overreacting, but he just wants to make sure that if anything happens, you'll most likely be safe.
SUMMARY || The telephone calls from his ex girlfriend was scaring him. Especially when she claimed that he murdered her.
WC || 1.8k
WARNINGS || horror, character deaths
A/N || This story probably isnât that scary but I loved it so much. Off lately Iâve become really interested in 911 calls and so I really wanted to do this for Baekhyun as he had got the highest number of votes along with Kai.
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â911, please state your emergency.â
Static. He waited for a minute more but there still wasnât any sound coming from the other side.
Baekhyun sighed exasperatedly, sure that this was another prank call. Halloween night was looming close which also meant teenagers found it funny to call the operators up at night to scare them.
But he was used to this. After all, this was what he was trained for.
He was about to hang up the call when he heard a sound. Immediately he jerked back the phone to his ear and strained them to hear anything, but now he could hear a buzzing sound.
âHello? How can I help-â
âHelp.â
He inhaled sharply, the womanâs raspy voice very clear in the empty office. Baekhyun was the only one serving shift in his floor currently, and the only thing accompanying him was the soft beeping on the seven screens in front of him and the buzzing of the fluorescent tube lights above him.
"Ma'am, what is happening?"
His fingers flew across the keyboard, noting down the number first and then quickly texting the other department to find out the location of the call.
"Pl-please help. Make him stop." The woman whispered, her ragged breath harsh against his ears.
"You need to tell me what is happening so that I can help you. What is your name ma'am?"
He was still calm, he had enough experience to know what would happen if he lost his cool too.
A message dinged on one of his screens indicating that they had traced the nearest cell tower of the cell phone.
"Officer Lee." He said, already on the other line, talking to the nearest official he could see. "We have a 911 emergency of abuse."
"Roger that. Address?"
"It'sâŠ" Baekhyun's voice trailed off on seeing the address. No way- How was that possible?
The address was his house.
He cleared his throat, sure that the address was wrong since they tracked the nearest cell tower, and that could be miles away from the destination.
âThe address shows my house but I think it means nearby places.â
There was a pause, as though Taeyong too seemed to be trying to process this.
âOn my way.â
âMaâam,â Baekhyun said, back to line one, âif you could tell me your name or your address, or even what is happening to you I could help you out.â
His eyes were trained to look at all the monitors at once, one monitoring the small dot that represented Taeyong heading towards the destination, another with a blank form about the caller and another one where he was rapidly typing what he was hearing, ready to call in other emergencies in case he heard something.
âHelp. Why donât you help me? Please help.â
âMaâam help is on the way-â
There was a loud pop as all the lights went out and the only source now was his computer screens. Baekhyun wasnât scared of the dark ever, another reason he never minded this night shift as a Dispatch Operator but the growing sounds of gurgling and growling in the telephone line was causing shivers to travel down his spine.
âBaekhyunâŠâ The woman rasped, this time sounding like she had gargled razors and Baekhyun felt his blood turn cold.
H-How did she know his name?
The hair on his nape stood up as his breathing came out in pants on this unusual call. With a jolt, he realised how lonely he was, not a single soul on his floor whilst he was plunged in darkness.
The call cut off abruptly, and at the same time the power surged to life.Â
Yet, the cold feeling hadn't left Baekhyun as though he could still hear the woman gargling in his ear.
âByun?â
He jerked as the second line came to life, Taeyongâs voice clear through the landline.
âH-Hey. Did you find anything?â He tried not to sound shaken, but it was hard because the more he tried to ignore, the more the feeling of foreboding grew in him.
âNothing. We will be needing to get a more specific address. Your entire apartment seems safe to me. Is she still on the line?â
Baekhyun exhaled.
âNo. She cut the call. I donât think she needs help anymore. She sounded alright at the end.â He lied.
âAre you sure? Shouldnât we follow the protocol still-â
âShe told me so.â Baekhyun snapped, and Taeyong quieted down.
He sighed, rubbing his template, trying to forget what he heard. Being a 911 operator, there was bound to be such horrors right? He had heard some similar stories of ghost calls from his superiors.
"Well then...I suppose that's it huh? Are you calling it a night?"
Baekhyun felt his heart leap to his throat.
Calling it a night? On any other day he would have loved to crash on to his bed but all of a sudden going back to his house seemed like a distant nightmare, something which would haunt him and tear him apart.
"N-no. I'll continue my shift. Besides, Kibum won't wake up if I call him now."
"You sound...scared. We've dealt with these before, right?" Taeyong asked, clearly concerned for him.
"Y-yeah. I'll hang up now."
As soon as the phone went down, Baekhyun buried his face in his hands, trying to block out the horrible sounds he had heard.
But the more he tried to forget them, the more he was convinced that they were no more voices in his head but were coming from the room.
Iâm hallucinating. Iâve gone mad.
He got up and walked upstairs, walking into a similar room to see only two occupants in the entire floor. Night shifts were starting to become rare.
âHey Taeyeon.â Baekhyun said, approaching the older female of the two women working as dispatch at this time.
âHey Baek- Are you okay? You look like youâve seen a ghost.â
Baekhyun smiled sheepishly, taking a seat between Taeyeon and Joohyun.
âYou know, calls these days. As Halloween approaches things get creepy.â
âI think Iâll leave this job after a year. Thereâs only so much I can handle such depressing news and situations.â Joohyun muttered, eyes still raking over the screens.
âSo, uh, I was wondering if you both could take my shift. I, uh, the last call-â
He really didn't know how to explain the call.
But they were already nodding, understanding his unexplained fear.
âYou go home. We will take care.â Taeyeon said, patting his shoulder lightly.
He smiled at them gladly, getting up to leave.
But even after he left the building, he could hear those groaning sounds following him.
He pressed his fingers against his temples, the headache still persisting despite eating the medicines.
He couldnât sleep even a bit the night before. Everything he shut his eyes he was only revisited by the same nightmare and then he woke up in cold sweat. Even awake he couldn't shake off the foreboding fear in him, shivering in the darkness.
The telephone range once more and he automatically picked it up.
"911. Please state your emergency-"
"Help."
Baekhyun froze, feeling blood drain out of his cheeks.
"Baekhyun, please help."
It was the same woman. He was very sure of it.
But this time he was scared for a different reason.
This time he was scared because he knew this voice.
"Y/N." He whispered, fear clutching his stomach as he felt his heart hammer in his chest.
In the empty office he could only hear his own ragged breathing and the slight buzzing sound coming from the phone.
But how was this possible?
Y/N had died six months ago.Â
Or rather, she had been murdered in his apartment. At first he had been charged with murder, but due to lack of evidence he was set free.Â
"Help please." She rasped. "Help me-"
"Where are you?" He whispered.
"In your apartment. Why aren't you helping?"
He felt his head spin. Whom was he even talking to? With each word her voice turned raspy and he could feel the famine fear returning.
"If you don't help me he'll-"
Baekhyun heard her gasp, followed by a whimpering as he heard someone slap her.
"Y-Y/N?" He asked, though he didn't want to know what had happened to her.
"Stay away." A male voice said.
Baekhyun nearly fell off his seat, the hair on his arms and neck standing up.
"Stay away."Â
He could hear his own voice on the other side of the telephone line.
The telephone nearly slipped from his sweaty hand as he tried taking in a breath to calm himself down.
"And who's this-"
"Just stay away from us."
And the line disconnected.
"Who was that?"
Baekhyun jumped from his seat, hands flying to his mouth to prevent himself from screaming when he came face to face with Kibum.
"You scared me." He hissed, rubbing his sweaty forehead while trying to calm his shaking body down.
Kibum raised his eyes.
"Did I scare you? Or that call did?"
Baekhyun looked away.
"What are you talking about-"
"You asked the caller whether she was Y/N."
Baekhyun shivered involuntarily at the memory.
"It sounded like her." He gulped.
Kibum sat down beside him, concern etched on his face.
"Are you sure? Taeyeon and Taeyong said you were acting a bit differently even yesterday."
He exhaled.
"I'm fine. Just no sleep. You know, Halloween is just around the corner, kids coming up pranking-â
âYou should go home.â Kibum cut him, patting him on the shoulder. âI think you need rest.â
Baekhyun opened his mouth to protest, but shuddered in the thought of facing another ghost call.Â
Packing his things, he made his way out of the office into the elevator, letting out a breath he didnât know he was holding.Â
His heart jumped again as his phone rang, cutting the heavy cold silence.
"Hello?" He whispered, wondering who it was.
"Why did you kill me?"
He felt his head spin once more.
"Y/N. How did you- Kill you- What are you talking about-" he panted, stumbling back to support his wobbly legs with the help of the wall of the lift.
All of a sudden the air felt cooler, and his clammy hands seemed to be unable to grip the hand bar of the lift.
"Don't you know? You killed me. Well, not exactly you. It was Baëkhyun. But he is you, you are him, right?"
He heard the lift ding as it reached the ground floor. Frantically, he tried pushing random buttons, not wanting the lift door to open.
But as though his fate was doomed, the doors slowly opened, until he was face to face with her.
She dropped the phone from his hand, stepping into the lift coolly as Baekhyun stumbled back, trying to make as much distance as he could with her. But soon his back hit the wall and he could only stare as this ghostly form of his ex lover smiled at him.
"Now it's time for me to return the favour."
A/N: Please do tell me what you think about this story!! I worked really hard on it and I would love to know everyoneâs thoughts on it~ Comments and reblogs are appreciated!
The thought is loud in your head, and you were almost sure you wouldâve blurted it out had the filming studio been empty. Breaking Dawn was blasting from the speakers behind the MV director, experimenting with some strange angles that youâve never seen any other MV director try with the group before.Â
If you thought Reveal was dangerous, this might be worse.
âOkay! Letâs do that hook into the chorus first and weâll see how that angle goes!â
âBreaking Dawn, I see-â
âCut! Juyeon-â The director snorts while staring at the monitor from the camera. âThat was great but um, weâll need to rate the video if we release this one.â
Never mind. It is worse.
âYah, Juyeon!â
âAhh... seriously?â
âYou already have enough screen time, why are you so greedy?!â
The members crowd around Juyeon and shove him playfully as the director films that part from the monitor, and brings his cellphone over to the group to see. You can barely hear the music from the phone, given how far you were standing from the filming area.Â
The group of 11 burst into loud yells and frustrated groans, with Younghoon and Chanhee giving their iconic âOoOâ faces to Juyeon. The main man chuckles, embarrassed, and shakes his head while waving it off.
âI didnât intend to make it so suggestive, sorry!â
âItâs alright, that was great, really!â The director assures him. âItâs just that we canât release that without rating the MV, and you guys donât really have that kind of reputation yet so, we wonât do that for you guys now. But anyways, can we get a 10 minute break and weâll pick up where we left off?â
The boys celebrate in unison, Eric immediately rushing off for the washroom, some members going to the staff to ask for their phones, others going for the monitor to check their progress and the remaining approaching their stylists for appearance maintenance.
So, when Juyeon approaches you with that sly-mixed-with-shame smile, you canât help but to shake your head at him.Â
âReally? He asks you to go all out and you look like you want to eat the camera,â Pulling open your little kit, you set it on the table next to you. You pull out the comb and hairspray and start adjusting his hair again - all that dancingâs pushed some strands out of its rightful position.
âAw, so you agree that I looked good enough?â
âWhat?â The pitch is higher than expected, but you hope your feigned annoyance camouflages the pinch of jealousy. âPlease! The director said itâll be rated!â
Juyeon laughs, standing with his feet a little more apart than natural for you to have easier access to his hair.Â
âWell, youâre the one who did my hair and makeup. If itâs anybody to blame, wouldnât it be you?âÂ
His words halt the sharp end of your comb in his hair, and you poke it into his scalp for good measure while puffing out your cheeks. He chuckles it off.Â
âExcuse you, sir, Cre.Ker gave me a color palette and a set of reference pics. Ever since they cracked the code with you with Reveal, they just wonât stop with this genre of style on you.â
âI mean... I definitely prefer my current style over what they did to me in Boy.â
The memory cooks up a bunch of images in your head, and you fail to stop the giggle that runs off your tongue when you return the comb to the kit.Â
âAw, come on, that was cute,â Picking up a brow pencil, you fill in the tiny fade-out. âYou were, what? 19? No reason for you to look as raunchy as you do now.â
âItâs a pity you only met me just before I become âraunchyâ.â
âWhy? I mean, âJuyeonâs not a good boyâ though. Raunchyâs closer to that than what you did pre-Reveal.â
âI meant it!â Juyeon widens his eyes and his brows shift up his forehead just as the tip of the brow pencil lifts off his skin. âIâm happy Cre.Kerâs letting us show what we want to.â
âAnd Iâm happy for you too,â You finish up on his foundation where itâs starting to wear off. âBut one day, youâre gonna cross a line and break some hearts.â
Juyeon smiles as you cap on all your equipment and close your kit. Resting one hand on your hip, you quickly give his hair one last poke before he resumes his normal standing position.
âWhat if I only want to break specific hearts though?â
A frown befalls your face and you forge an ugly look by crooking your lips. âWhat? Was that an attempt to flirt? Please stop,â Waving him off, you turn and pick up your kit, walking away on your heels as Juyeon tails you.
Heâs just practising flirting on me at this point. Best friends and best friends for what? Get MY heart broken? PLEASE.
âFlirt with Kevin if you want, heâll give you better advice,â You turn to the film area and sure enough, Kevin was busy twerking into the camera and Changminâs just face palming himself.Â
âOi Kevin! Stahb it!â You yell across the space and Changmin points to you, turning to yell at Kevin.
âYah, even y/nâs telling you to stop!â
Chuckling, you turn into the dressing room as another hair stylist finishes with Sangyeon in the mirror.Â
âHello sir, you look kinda tired today, are you resting well?â
âDonât get me started. Scheduleâs packed into June,â Sangyeon subtly shakes his head, but his stylist holds his cheeks and shifts his face back to face the mirror.
âSangyeon, please face the mirror. Itâs not my fault if your hair gets messed up again,â The hair stylist grins as he picks up the hairspray.
âSorry,â Sangyeon blinks at him and purses his lips. Juyeon crashes into the two seater-sofa in the corner of the dressing room and groans tiresomely, resting his head on the top surface of the headrest.Â
âWell, you should get some rest before Kingdom kicks in,â You place the kit on the dressing table and sit down in the two-seater next to Juyeon. âItâs not going to be an easy fight, yâknow.â
âRight! You used to be ATEEZâs hairstylist!â Sangyeonâs eyes widen and you can see him struggling not to turn to you directly instead of trying to find you in the strangest angle of the reflection in the mirror.Â
âYeah. Those guys are intense, and I mean intense! Six out of eight are known for performance skills and the other two... one produces 99% of their tracks and the other belts out notes even I canât reach.â
âYou sound like you were sent from KQ to intimidate us-â Sunwoo struts in and waves an annoying finger in your face.
âIâm not-â Swatting his finger away, Juyeon leans forward and pulls Sunwooâs hand. âIâm just saying for good measure- itâs not going to be easy. Stray Kids is also going to be great competition, not to mention iKON and-â
âAhHH, we get it!â Sunwoo shushes you, swinging his hand with Juyeonâs.
âNo matter the outcome, you all need to know that you guys were stellar last year. I was new then, but it was absolutely stunning to watch you guys work and put so much effort into your performances.â
âOh my God, yeah, you could not shut up about the Danger performance,â Sangyeon cooes, letting his stylist finally finishes and shifts to pack the hair equipment.Â
âIâll bet itâs cause your best friend over here got the most screen time,â Sunwoo perks up a mischievous brow and smirks at you.
Juyeonâs eyes widen and stares at the youngest, âI didnât get the most screen time.â
âIf not you then who?â Sangyeon butts in as he stands.
âUh... Changmin?â
Sunwoo and Sangyeon go quiet.Â
âYah, you had a good amount of screen time too!â Sangyeon turns and blurts out at Sunwoo, playfully shoving him.Â
âYâall are being loud in here,â Kevinâs head pops out from beyond the door frame, one of his stylists tagging behind him and struggling to pat down his clothes.Â
âNo, tell me if Sunwoo had more screentime than Changmin in Danger from last year,â Sangyeon wraps an arm around Sunwoo and slowly walks him out.Â
âWhat? I donât know, Changmin had the opening and the dance break...â
Sangyeonâs hairstylist follows closely, and by instinct, he shuts the door behind him, leaving you with Juyeon in the dressing room. Itâs humid, from all the lights turned on in the room, and the leather seat wasnât the most comfortable thing to sit on.
Turning to Juyeon, his eyes are gently shut, and frankly, he looked like he was about to fall asleep. The backrest of the sofa sinks when you lean back, mimicking his position.
âYou have like four minutes left so donât even think of falling asleep.â
âIâm not sleeping,â He offers a tiny smile on his lips, eyes still shut.Â
âSure, youâre not.â
âWake me up when the director needs me.â
âYou wish,â The leather under your legs squeak when you push yourself off, but he sticks out an arm at your stomach and pushes you back down. Judging by the miniscule smirk on his face, heâs just messing with you. âWhat do you think youâre doing? I have a job to do and you have a music video to film.â
He remains quiet. Someone shouts at Eric outside.
âYouâre being fucking weird today, sir,â You lift a hand and grab his arm to move it away, but he swiftly wraps his fingers around your wrist and yanks you forward instead.Â
Using your palms to keep the distance between your faces, youâre hovering above him now, breath on his upper lip. The sweatâs begun to collect in the lines of your palms, stuck to the arm rest by his side and the cushion heâs leaning on.Â
Your vision immediately darts to his face upon the bold move, and heâs got that slight smile prancing on his lips when heâs thinking of a joke or something funny and doesnât want to say it. Itâs been a good year of being Juyeonâs best friend (apart from the members), so youâve definitely grown to know how to read him by his actions.
You sigh, rolling your eyes and removing your legs from next to his thighs.
âJuyeon-â
And then he cuts you off by holding you in position with his arm around his waist, challenging your knees to hold you up - because if they buckled, youâll land right on top of him.Â
âWhat the Hell do you think youâre doing?âÂ
Knock knock
ây/n, are you done with Juyeonâs hair? Filmingâs resuming!â
Thereâs an awkward tension between you and Juyeon now, with his eyes wide open and staring into yours, arm still around your waist. But having his nose just inches away from yours and his breath breathing down on your philtrum feels so surreal. It feels like itâs a dream that youâve failed to pull yourself out from.
He parts his lips, then purses them, and sighs through his nose.Â
âYeah, sheâs done! Iâll be out in like, two seconds!â
Your gaze finds his and youâre panicking when heâs moving again. Within two seconds, youâre flat on your back on the length of the couch - and this time, heâs holding himself above you.
âWhat the- I-â
âWeâll continue this later back at the company, I promise,â Then he rounds your cheek and presses a kiss into your cheekbone instead.
He pulls back, offering you his kind smile and a ruffle into your hair for good measure. Nothing in your body is working when you hear him shuffle for the door, and it clicks shut behind him, with Breaking Dawn already blasting in the filming space.
Sucking in a deep breath, you donât realise how hard your heart is thumping in your head until you hear your own shaky exhale. You donât know where to look, you can still feel his grip on your waist and his breath on your upper lip, and everythingâs just a mess right now.
What the Hell just happened?
âEric - Dior Shirt Size M...â You mumble under your breath, fingers gripping the pen to the clipboard so hard, your writing would probably leave a mark in the sheet under.Â
âI think this is the last luggage!â Younghoonâs stylist drags the black case in, lining it up with the last unopened one. âNeed help?â
âYeah, just open the luggage for me and separate Sangyeonâs clothes from Jacobâs, but otherwise I can handle it on my own.â
She nods, laying it down and unzipping it for the clothes to spew out. âHowâs working here? Itâs been over a year, right?â
âMhm,â You glance at her, obviously tired. âItâs alright, but thanks to your advice since last year, I donât think it couldâve been better.â
With a kind smile, she looks up at you, placing Sangyeonâs pants over his stack. âYouâre experienced from ATEEZ, so it wouldnât have been that hard anyway.â
She stands, resting her hands on her hips as you walk over, squatting to check Sangyeon and Jacobâs clothes.Â
âSo... whatâs going on with you and Juyeon?â
Iâd like to know too.
âHuh?â You look up at her, head tilted to the side with a sneaky cocked brow. âWhat do you mean?â
âOh, please- All the stylists here know you and Juyeon are like- hanky panky nowadays. Pretty sure the boys know too, or at least have some idea.â
A cackle runs your throat dry as you graduate your attention to Jacobâs clothes. âIs that what theyâre calling it? âHanky-pankyâ? Cute.â
âDo you know why theyâre still in a meeting this late?â
âNo, why would I bother? As long as I donât lose my job, itâs none of my concern.â
âTheyâre in meeting to be informed that their dating ban has been lifted.â
Your grip around the pen tightens, but halts abruptly.Â
âAh...â She sighs, contemplated with herself. âCat got your tongue? Or should I say... Juyeon got your-â
Interrupted by the practise room door being pushed open, both of your attentions immediately flit to the new commotion.Â
âOh, Juyeon! Meetingâs over?â
âYeah,â He turns and closes the door behind him. His hair was still waxed up from the dayâs schedule, makeup still on but fading. Clothes snug around his shoulders with his belt tight around his hips. Those stupid jeans never did you any good since day 1. âSangyeon said he left a ring in one of the luggages so he sent me to come get it while he counsels Kevin for twerking.â
ây/nâs just going through Sangyeonâs wardrobe, so she might find something,â Your colleagueâs begun to take small, insignificant steps towards the door, and your anxiety begins to increase with every inch she places between the two of you.
âWhich is why Iâm here,â He stuffs his hands into his back pockets.
âRight, right,â Now, sheâs already got her hand on the door knob, glancing past him and at you with wide, glistening eyes. âI gotta go check your wardrobe for tomorrow so... Iâmma go now, and uh... security comes by around 12am. Donât say I didnât warn you.â
âWhat-â You blurt out, receiving a sharp, surprised look from Juyeon.
âBye! Bye Juyeon!â
âBye,â He waves.Â
âNo, wait-âÂ
And so, the door clicks shut behind her, and her shadow behind the translucent material disappears down the corridor.Â
The whir of the air-conditioner in the practice room fills all the awkward openings in the room, but all you can hear is the rapid thunk of your heart in your brain - as if that was even possible.Â
âGive me a moment while I look for Sangyeonâs ring. What does it look like?â Standing up too fast, your vision goes white and a second of dizziness throws you off your balance.
So, of course, Juyeon rushes over and holds you by your waist before your ankles or knees give way. The incessant blinking makes you wish you could actually pass out right now, because your weightâs in his arms and you canât bring yourself to look him in the eye.
âIron deficiency much?â The corner of his lips curl up into his cheek before releasing you. âDo you need to sit down?â
Clearing your throat, you turn away first. âNo, I-â
âGood, because I have some points to make and youâre gonna stop running away from them like youâre doing now.â
The change in tone runs chills down your spine and goosebumps erupt all over your skin - thank god you were wearing a blazer, safe from his observation.Â
âHow have you tolerated it so much?â He folds his arms across his chest, tilting his head innocently but his eyes say otherwise. Itâs always his eyes that tell a whole different story from the person heâs known to be.Â
âYâknow, being around me but youâre so calm and collected and I just...â He shakes his head, and to your dismay, takes a step forward - which drives you backwards. âHow?â
His voice is too sing-songy. Itâs too calm and collected for you because youâre about to barf up your dinner, which was a good 4 hours ago now. Thereâs nothing left in your stomach to barf up.Â
He takes another intimidating step and you wince at your inability to look him in the eye.
Another step back.Â
âLike, I know weâre friends but my God-â Shaking his head, he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip.
Another step forward. Another backward.
âItâs upsetting that I can look âraunchyâ and it doesnât seem to do anything to you... But seeing you the way you are every other day makes me want to- just-â
Another step forward.Â
One more one back.
And your breath halts.
Your back hits the wall, the rear of your skull lined with the pillar.Â
Oh, no.
Gritting your teeth so tight, your jaw starts to ache and your temples are throbbing.Â
âIâm not seeing things, right?â A flicker of curiosity sparkles in his eyes when you muster up the courage to look at him - only to regret it instantly. âItâs not in my head that you feel the same way I do, right?â
âI... Donât know what youâre talking about- Youâre an idol... and Iâm- Iâm just your stylist and I-â
ââJust my stylistâ?â The comment forces his brows into a slight frown, before he lifts his hand and covers the bottom half of his face with his palm. âRethink what you just said.â
Sucking in a deep breath, your chest wells with a horrid mix of desire and self-discipline. Those two donât go well together.Â
âWe can talk about this some other day,â You choose to say, dragging your body along the pillar in a bid to shift out from the wall-Juyeon sandwich like a fool. He lifts his arm and presses his palm into the pillar behind you, caging your poor, poor soul in this fateful corner of his stupid practice room.
âJuyeon, we need... boundaries in this industry. One scandal and itâll destroy your career.â
âBoundaries?â He buckles his elbows, shrinking the gap between your noses. âBoundaries are for idols who still have a dating ban.â
Breathing down your nose, heâs too close for comfort. You can smell his cologne, the scent of his hair wax and see the bumps on his cheek under the faint layer of makeup. You donât realise youâre trembling until he tilts his head ever so slightly, free hand reaching up to your chin to steady your face.
âStop running from me,â Shaking his head painstakingly subtly, he whispers into your lips. âYou were mine from the start and you know that.â
The adrenaline rush through your nerves sets off fireworks all over you when he slots his body against yours, lips fitted with yours like puzzle pieces; against the wall, with his palms on your cheeks. There was no care or consideration with how much strength he was channeling into this kiss - it feels so pent-up, so frustrated. Without warning, your body resigns as you circle your arms around his shoulders.
Gripping the rim of his collar in your hands, his hands drop to your waist and holds you closer, if it were even possible. A million thoughts race through your head - and at the same time, none. This moment was something you didnât even know you needed.Â
Juyeonâs hands roam the small of your back as he keeps you against the wall, relaxing into the kiss and sighing into it instead.Â
This bliss comes in the form of him. Him who provides you all the sinful wants deep down inside you.Â
But this bliss doesnât last, for the practice room door swings open violently and tears Juyeon off you.
âI told you to find my ring, not hook up with your crush!â