synopsis — when you follow gunil out of a coffee shop and into a hidden corner of the city, you realize that sometimes love feels less like falling and more like finding where you’re meant to be.
you never thought you’d be the kind of person who falls in love in a coffee shop, but here you are. the air smells like roasted beans and warm pastries, and the soft clink of ceramic mugs is the only thing that fills the space between you and him. gunil. he’s sitting across from you, his fingers tapping a slow rhythm against the side of his cup, a melody you swear you can feel in your chest.
you don’t even remember how it started. maybe it was the way he smiled the first time you accidentally bumped into him at the counter, both of you reaching for the same croissant. or maybe it was the way he said your name, soft like a secret only he was allowed to know. either way, you fell, and you fell hard.
today, he’s wearing that navy blue sweater you love, the one that makes his brown eyes look even warmer. he catches you staring and raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“what?” he asks, voice low, teasing.
you shake your head, smiling into your latte. “nothing,” you lie, but he knows better. he always knows.
he reaches across the table, his hand brushing against yours, and it sends a shiver up your spine. you wonder if he feels it too. you hope he does.
“you’re a bad liar,” he says, lacing his fingers with yours. his hand is bigger than yours, his skin rough in places, calloused from years of drumming.
“maybe,” you whisper, feeling the words catch in your throat.
the world outside the window moves fast—cars honking, people rushing—but inside this little coffee shop, time slows down. it’s just you and gunil, a universe of two.
“i was thinking,” he says, tapping your knuckles gently, “we should go somewhere.”
“somewhere?” you echo, tilting your head.
he nods, eyes sparkling. “somewhere just us. no phones, no distractions.”
your heart trips over itself. it sounds perfect. it sounds dangerous. it sounds like love.
“okay,” you say, and his grin widens.
you don’t even bother finishing your coffee. he pulls you out the door, laughing when you nearly trip over your own feet. he catches you, steady and sure, and you wonder when you started trusting him with things bigger than your balance. like your heart. like your whole future.
the air outside is cool, almost crisp, and gunil leads you down streets you don’t recognize. he doesn’t let go of your hand. not once. you don’t ask where you’re going because it doesn’t matter. not when he’s the one leading you.
finally, you reach a small park tucked between two towering buildings. it’s quiet here, like a secret carved out of the city. there’s a little pond, a few ducks paddling across the surface, and a bench under a massive oak tree. gunil tugs you toward it and you sit down, your shoulders brushing.
he leans back, tilting his head to look up at the sky. you watch him, the way the sunlight kisses the curve of his jaw, the line of his nose. you memorize the moment, tucking it away somewhere safe.
“i’m glad i met you,” he says suddenly, not looking at you.
your heart stumbles again. you don’t know how he does that—says the exact thing you’re feeling before you even know you’re feeling it.
“me too,” you whisper.
he finally turns to you, eyes searching, and you wonder what he sees. the vulnerable parts you’ve tried to hide? the dreams you’ve been too scared to say out loud? the messy, complicated pieces of you that you thought no one could ever love?
you think maybe he sees all of it. you think maybe he loves you because of it.
“i don’t wanna rush you,” he says carefully, “but… i’m serious about you.”
your breath catches. the world tilts, just a little. not in a way that feels scary. in a way that feels right.
“i’m serious about you too,” you say, and you mean it with every piece of you.
he smiles then, that full, beautiful smile that makes you feel like you’re standing in the sun. that beautiful smile that hides his eyes. he reaches up, tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering on your cheek.
“can i kiss you?” he asks, voice barely more than a breath.
you nod, and before you can even think, he’s leaning in, and his lips meet yours.
it’s soft at first, tentative, like he’s memorizing the shape of you. then he deepens it, one hand cradling your face, the other still wrapped around your fingers. you taste coffee and sweetness and something that’s purely, undeniably him.
when he finally pulls back, you open your eyes to find him already watching you, forehead resting against yours.
“everything feels right when i'm with you,” he says quietly.
you believe him. you believe him in the way the earth believes in the sun rising. in the way the ocean believes in the pull of the moon.
you smile, feeling something inside you settle, like you’ve found the place you were always meant to be.
“me too,” you whisper back.
and right there, under the wide open sky, with the city humming softly in the distance and gunil’s hand in yours, you know you’ve found something rare. something real.
something that feels like coming home.
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IM LOSING MY MIND OVER THE NEW XDINARY MV AAHAHAHAAHHAHSHAAAAA IT'S GIVING ME APOCALYPTIC VAMPIRE VIBES AND I AM SO HERE FOR IT. ALSO REMINDS ME OF OTHER OLD ROCK BANDS
JOOYEON IN THE START OMFG (him getting hit made me laugh tho). The last part with the hight notes gave me goosebumps. THEIR VOCALS NEED MORE APPRECIATION
I was taking a small break from them and skz for sometime cause of some personal reasons but I guess it's time to catch up with them especially xdinary. I love their songs and them
Can you write another O.de drabble as a Kingdom/Royalty AU?
irises symbolise trust
a/n. eueueueuue finally some xdh reqs 🥹 thank u anon!! hope it meets ur expectations and sorry for the long wait :(
summary. you meet your soon to be husband for the first time and he's more perfect than you could ever imagine
fidgeting your fingers, a sudden gasp ripped from your lips.
“sorry!” lily chuckled, stepping back. she pulled the string of your corset too tightly but she fixed it now “is it fine now?”
you nodded, turning around. lily sent you a warm smile and suddenly wiggled her brows.
“you look breathtaking, my highness” she let out a dramatic sigh and bowed. you smacked her arm, scoffing.
“don’t call me like that! and thank you” you nodded, looking at the girl in front of you “do you think…”
“yes”
you frowned, crossing your arms. it was somehow uncomfortable because of the corset but lily got the memo. rolling her ebony eyes, she stepped back and went to look for a hair brush.
“yes, he’ll like you. yes, you’ll like him. yes, it will be stressful but you will manage. i know it” she hummed and moved the chair so you could sit on it later on “now let’s finish with the dress and i’ll do your hair, does that sound good?”
you nodded, sinking in your thoughts and with each minute passing, your breath was getting heavier. not because of the corset, though.
the day, as your parent referred to it. the day you’ll meet your husband. well, soon to be husband. the day you’ll become a princess.
you looked at your reflection in the mirror, lily’s smile encouraging you. she patted your arm.
“my lady! my lady” sudden shouts could be heard outside the room and someone bursted in. haewon, your other servant and lily’s friend, shouted “he’s here! and oh. my. goodness! he’s so handsome i’m losing my mind!”
“is he?!” lily shouted back and they ran to the window to peek. you just scoffed and gulped, looking at yourself in the mirror for the last time. you’ve got this.
walking down the stairs, you were told they will be waiting for you there. then a short dinner together, the prince will be showed his bedroom and then officially the preparations for the wedding will begin.
as you walked down, you noticed the prince’s gaze on you. he was talking to your parents but his eyes were fixated on you. well, the dress was stunning–
“good day, my lady” he hummed as you finally stepped from the last stair.
oh dear, was he handsome.
“good day, sir oh” you hummed. he grabbed your hand gently and placed a tender kiss on the back of your hand.
his copper-coloured hair were shining in the light from chandelier. ebony irises were sparkling with some kind of boyish mischief but he had the kindness in them too. a cute smirk tugged on his lips when he leaned away.
“please, call me seungmin” he hummed, his honey coated voice sending shivers down your spine. nodding shyly, you felt blood rushing to your cheeks. was that man even real?
“y/n l/n but i suppose you already know that” you mumbled and your parents giggled. so did seungmin.
“adorable” he whispered, thinking you wouldn’t hear. well, you certainly did.
“we shall eat now that you’re here” your mother said, taking you by your arm “the cook made your favourite”
you were seated opposite of seungmin, your parents on the other sides. lily appeared with wine glasses, sending you a wink. you smiled in return, seungmin noticing your small interaction.
“we know you are put in a difficult situation but we hope to make it… good. we went through the same. even though i despised my husband at the begging, we got along in the end. but i truly believe it’s the pressure and inconvenience of my situation” your mother spoke out while the food was being served. she was looking at you “i know it may put you in uncomfortable situation at first but it’s for your good”
you nodded. seungmin smiled.
“thank you for sharing, lady l/n. i will do everything in my willpower to make my future wife happy by my side” he said, eyes turning to you. you couldn’t even mutter a word, blush forming on your cheeks.
“thank you” your father nodded, grabbing your mom’s hand and squeezing it. you started your meal in silence, lily and haewon peeking at you.
“i can’t help but notice there’s a piano. does anyone play it?” seungmin asked. you looked at it.
“yes, i do. do you?” you couldn’t help but ask too. a bright smile lit up his features.
“yes, even though i’m still learning. is there any other activities that peak your interest?” he was genuinely curious.
“i enjoy botanics, flowers, gardens… everything connected with nature, really. how about you, sir- seungmin?”
your parents exchanged happy looks.
“oh, nothing really. maybe i’ll share your passion for nature if you’d be so kind to teach me” his brown eyes took in your features, memorising every detail. you were so beautiful, he couldn’t believe his eyes.
“um, sure. i can show you around after dinner, the finest flowers in our gardens” you nodded, puffing your chest. of course, the flowers were being taken care of you that’s why you knew what you said it’s true.
throughout the meal seungmin continued to chat with your father about some political related issues. however his eyes never left yours, not failing to make you blush and your heart skip a beat.
after the dinner, as you promised, you and seungmin went on a walk around your gardens. you were lucky enough that lily was meant to accompany you… and she did the exact opposite, walking behind you in a sluggish manner to give you two some space.
“oh dear, it really is beautiful here” seungmin hummed happily, his hands behind his back “during dinner… i was a bit ashamed to admit in front of your father but i enjoy singing”
“really? that’s actually impressing!” you gasped, quickly shaking your head. keep your manners, y/n. “i’ll keep your secret”
he sent you a warm smile.
“if i’m brave enough one day, maybe i’ll sing for you. “a serenade for my blooming blossom” how does that sound?” he asked cockily, chuckling “i just made that up… i’m no chopin or mozart but i already know you’ll be my muse, y/n”
you tried to hide your – for the millionth time this day – reddening face by turning away. seungmin grabbed your hand and pulled you closer towards him, locking eyes with you.
“what i meant during dinner… i said it frankly. i wish to make you happy and comfortable. it was sudden news for us both but i promise, i’ll treat you right. you won’t be silenced or alone, i’ll always listen to you” seungmin said, grabbing your other hand “and i’m really proud to be soon to be your husband. i want you to trust me”
you bit your bottom lip, stomach swirling with butterflies. before you could answer, you realised in which corner of the garden you are.
quickly picking a violet petaled iris, you stood on your tippy toes and tucked it behind his ear.
then you placed a quick peck on his cheek and run away, giggling.
seungmin gently touched the flower, turning around only to see your silhouette disappearing behind the corner.
“irises symbolise trust”
he looked next to him and noticed your servant. she bowed slightly and walked away, presumably chasing after you.
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synopsis. you bump into a stranger on the street while trying to save a kitten.
“are you alright?” you hear a voice ask. the voice sounded soft, and when you turned to meet the stranger’s face, your assumption was true — the boy did look sweet.
“there's a kitten,” you say, sounding rather panicked. “it's on the road.” the boy looks to where you’re pointing. squinting slightly, he notices a tiny, white kitten on the small, yet busy street.
“i've been trying to call him over for minutes. he was almost hit by a car!” as you start to become more anxious, you bend down, your knees to your chest, and reach out your hand — rubbing your pointer and middle finger, trying desperately to call the kitten over.
luckily, the kitten starts getting closer towards you. the stranger had mirrored your position, and now you were both trying to get the kitten to come. when it had come a little closer, close enough to be grabbed, the boy reached over to grab the kitten. in the corner of your eye, you had noticed a vehicle coming by quickly, and in a panic, you pulled the boy back, landing on your back as the boy fell slightly onto you.
you're quick to regain yourself. “oh my god, are you okay?!”
the boy’s head is down, but he nods anyway. he turns to look at you, a smile growing onto his face. his arms lift up, revealing the tiny, white kitten. at the sight, you feel your own face begin to lighten with a smile.
“we saved it,” he says, gently caressing the kitten’s head. when you stand up, you reach out a hand to the boy, which he takes, and pull him up.
“thank you for helping...” you drag out, realizing you hadn’t asked for the stranger’s name. the kitten in his arms meows — reminding you of the soft-spoken boy in front of you.
“seungmin,” the boy replies, the same smile from before present on his face.
you nod, reciprocating the smile. “seungmin. that's a cute name. i've never heard of it before.”
seungmin laughs softly, his cheeks reddening. “i'm from korea.”
“oh, so you speak korean?” seungmin nods.
“why didn’t you say so?” you ask, switching to korean. in your high-school, it was mandatory to take a language, so you chose korean for the fun of it. you'd never thought it would benefit you later in life.
“oh?” seungmin's noticeably surprised and flustered by the sudden switch in language, but his shock is covered by that adorable smile of his.
“i'm y/n.” you smile at the boy, and he nods his head slightly.
“y/n. that's a cute name. i've never heard of it before,” he says, repeating what you had told him. you laugh at his words. he opens his mouth to say something, but the call of his name stops him.
“seungmin!” someone calls in a sing-song voice. the boy has dark brown hair, almost black, and he’s skipping over towards the two of you. beside him, a boy that looks rather meek.
you don’t fail to notice the way seungmin tenses slightly — as if he’s preparing himself for the seemingly hyper boy. when the other is close enough, you understand why seungmin reacted that way.
“seungmin ~ who’s your friend– is that a kitten?!” the boy hurries towards seungmin, reaching for the kitten. he's cooing, and talking to it in a high-pitched voice. you find it adorable.
you look up at seungmin, and he silently words an apology, but you smile at him, shaking your head. seungmin clears his throat and the boy backs away, though he’s still caught up on the kitten.
“jooyeon, hyeongjun, this is y/n.” seungmin gestures towards you, and you smile slightly, waving your hand.
the brunette’s attention is away from the kitten now, and you start to wonder how young he is.
“hello! i'm jooyeon! wait– do you speak korean?! seungmin introduced us in korean... you don’t look korean. is that offensive?” he rambles on.
“jooyeon,” the quiet boy, hyeongjun, says — placing a hand on his shoulder. jooyeon seems to get the memo, as he nods and smiles at you, returning his attention to the kitten.
“it's nice to meet you, too, hyeongjun.” you turn towards jooyeon. “and you, too, jooyeon.”
at your words, jooyeon's posture straightens, and he smiles brightly. seungmin and hyeongjun both notice this and simultaneously roll their eyes.
“okay, anyway,” seungmin attempts to change the subject, and to focus his attention on you, but another person joins the group.
“HEY! jooyeon! hyeongjun!” the voice yells, seemingly louder than jooyeon was. seungmin sighs, pursing his lips together into a pout — tiny dimples forming at the corners of his mouth.
“didn't realize this was a reunion,” he whispers under his breath, causing you to smile.
the kitten meows, pushing itself further into seungmin's arms, towards his inner elbow(?). petting it’s head gently, you disregard the loudness of seungmin's friends as you make small talk with him.
“i wonder if he’s a boy or a girl. then we can give him a proper name.”
seungmin nods, gently lifting the kitten into the air to check its gender. his lips pucker as his eyebrows furrow; eyes squinting slightly.
“a girl...?” he drags out. you laugh.
“i'll take your word on that.”
seungmin smiles, placing the kitten back in her original position, his eyes looking to you. he goes to say something, but hyeongjun interrupts.
“i don’t mean to interrupt, but we have to finish our schedule.”
seungmin nods, humming. “right.” he turns to you, smiling, and hands you the kitten.
“here, i'll give you my number and we can name her together later.”
“so i'm keeping her? i don’t remember agreeing to this,” you raise a brow, a soft smile on your face. seungmin smacks his lips, sucking in a breath as he brings his finger to his lips, and looks up — as if in deep thought.
“hm, i could’ve sworn we agreed to be her parents.”
you can’t help but let out a breath at his response. seungmin pulls his phone out from his pocket, unlocking it, and handing it to you with the contact form pulled up.
“i'll message you when i get back to my hotel.” you nod.
“see you sometime, y/n.”
“see you sometime, seungmin.”
as if on cue, the kitten meows at seungmin, causing him to laugh.
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synopsis — you and jooyeon's first sleepover together.
it was your and jooyeon’s first sleepover, and he had failed to mention how clingy he gets when he’s tired. sure, he’s clingy on the norm, but he hasn't left your side for the past hour — not even when you would go to the bathroom.
“jooyeon, seriously, you need to chill,” you say, becoming irritated at the constant touch. you both are laid out on your couch, watching titanic on your projector. ( he picked it, not you. )
“why?” he whines, dragging out the word as he pushes himself closer into you, his hair tickling your neck. you have to admit, he’s a little cute right now.
“you’ve been attached to me for so long, dude. my left side is numb.”
“that sounds like a personal problem.”
groaning in annoyance, you try to adjust yourself to have more leverage on your left side, but to no avail, jooyeon scoots closer to you. at this point, you were close to shoving the boy off of you, but the sudden silence made you suspicious.
tilting your head to look at the boy, you notice his eyes struggling to stay open. he has a soft smile on his lips. “this is my favorite part.”
your eyes shift to the projected movie — seeing jack seated at the table with all of the rich people, talking about his view on life. of course he likes this part.
“i have the same mindset,” he says, slurring his words. “make each day... count.”
glancing at him again, his eyes have now closed and his mouth is open slightly. a smile finds its way onto your face. he is cute.
you turn back to the tv and realize the movie's only 40 minutes in. did he even realize how long it is?
jooyeon moves by your side, and you feel him getting closer.
“y/n, let’s lay down,” he says, sitting straight up from his spot, finally leaving your side. without answering, you shift your position, laying down now with your legs between jooyeon’s legs; him straddling your legs. when you're comfortable, he lays down on top of you — his face in the crook of your neck.
you can smell his shampoo; coconut and sandalwood. it's oddly comforting. your fingers lift to his hair — running them through his strands gently, while your other hand is rubbing his back.
he needed this.
jooyeon was explaining to you earlier how stressed he was with rehearsal, and how he felt he wasn't improving. but you know he was, he gets better every time he plays.
with his breathing steady on your neck, and his heart beating against your chest, you find yourself drifting to sleep with the thought of him on your mind.
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