[⛵️] if only you knew (maybe you already do) w/ svt_pt.1

[🍒] seungcheol seungcheol is an absolute fool for trying to think that he would be able to mask the way his smile creeps onto his face the second you stepped into his arms. the warmth he feels rushing through his veins, straight to his cheeks when he feels you putting your arms around him to reciprocate the bear hug he engulfs you in, head pressed to the side of yours with a giddy grin. he has his fingers crossed, hoping that you don’t feel the way his heart is pounding in his chest; threatening to fly out. maybe you do notice it. maybe you don’t. maybe you’re just saving him from the embarrassment but regardless… he’s grateful (and not-so-grateful) when you pull back with a small smile on your face. maybe next time… he’ll be brave enough to admit his feelings for you in close proximity but today… today he’ll just–”you look good, y/n.” he’s wholeheartedly thankful that you’re not pressed chest-to-chest to him because his heart just flew out of his rib cage when you smile widely and point at–”right back at you, handsome.” seungcheol almost forgot to breathe.

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[j.h] mr. too-nice-guy

joshua makes himself known when he gives the door a knock on his way in. when you turn the cheek, prying your eyes from the television screen in front of you. on instinct, you lower the volume to reciprocate his greeting. a kiss to the cheek before he joins you on the sofa. you’re about to snuggle into him but when he gently peels the remote from your hands, you’re left agape with a couple of blinks to him in confusion.

“could we…” he pauses your show–a rerun of your favourite which he’ll definitely join with you later but–”…talk?”

he sees how you’re a little flustered but you’re always open to talk to whatever he has in mind. knowing that communication was something joshua prioritised in the relationship, you shift your position on the sofa to face him, feet folded up with one of your kneecaps over his thigh. you don’t answer verbally but based on how you’re sitting makes joshua smile at your willingness.

joshua puts the remote aside, holding his hands up on his lap. at the gesture, you eye him for a second before slotting your hands in his for him to hold.

“so… boo told me something today…” joshua tries not to laugh when you throw your head back in a groan, rolling your eyes, “what did that big mouth say to you now?”

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[🦋] goodnight my love (n.s. + l.a.)

on most nights, it was fairly easy to fall asleep; to succumb to slumber after a long day but tonight didn’t feel like most nights. instead of feeling like sleep would soon consume you, your eyes were as wide as an owl’s as you stared at the pattern of leaves above you with the light glow sprinkled about in the night.

[🦋] neteyam with a soft sigh, you carefully turn to your side, lightly jumping in surprise to see that neteyam was already staring at you with a small smile on his face.

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shut up (and kiss me) (f.l.)

the night had played out to be exactly the way he had hoped. after months of harbouring his emotions in secret, to finally coming out to tell you about it, having you reciprocate them and agree to going on a date with him… and another, and another–soon, he’s able to call you his for weeks now. yet, he has yet to feel how soft your lips would be on his; would he be able to feel your smile against his own? today was the day he would get that answer (fingers crossed).

felix wanted the moment to be perfect. spoiler: it wasn’t.

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a little teasing don’t hurt nobody (f.l.)

felix lee had no problems performing on stage; in front of hundreds upon thousands. the constant spotlight doesn’t faze him, the pressure to live up to the reputation of stray kids imprinted on his forehead. what does make him crack comes in a form of one person with the stars he claims to be embedded in their eyes with the glow of the sun radiating from their face; it’s none other than–”y/n!”

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[🐯] 1:11am wish (you’ll stay) [m]

today would be one of the perfect days beomgyu would add to his list of never ending days he’d have with you. i’ve got something planned for us, gyu-ah. just bring yourself. he brought his undivided attention; spending every second thinking about you despite being next to you, holding your hand, kissing your cheek, laughing when you laugh. it couldn’t get anymore perfect than this.

but he’s no fool, either. beomgyu knows you like the back of his hand, notices how you get affected differently when he says we’ll come back here next time or it’ll be my treat when i’m back–because he’s leaving, he won’t be around for months and months on end and it drives you insane… but there’s something more than him just leaving.

this wasn’t a date to remember, it was a date to say goodbye.

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[🐯] 1:11am wish (you’ll stay) [m]

today would be one of the perfect days beomgyu would add to his list of never ending days he’d have with you. i’ve got something planned for us, gyu-ah. just bring yourself. he brought his undivided attention; spending every second thinking about you despite being next to you, holding your hand, kissing your cheek, laughing when you laugh. it couldn’t get anymore perfect than this.

but he’s no fool, either. beomgyu knows you like the back of his hand, notices how you get affected differently when he says we’ll come back here next time or it’ll be my treat when i’m back–because he’s leaving, he won’t be around for months and months on end and it drives you insane… but there’s something more than him just leaving.

this wasn’t a date to remember, it was a date to say goodbye.

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[❣️] touch my hair [allt_🐯]

it was quiet, peaceful. the kind of tranquil you aimed to catch up on some reading. the muffled noises of the world being the world outside; co-existing with the rest of everyone in their own business. it was one of the rare moments you were able to head to a coffee shop nearby and enjoy being alone with everyone else being alone.

except, you weren’t quite alone; beomgyu made sure you were reminded of his presence in the littlest of things. gently brushing his fingers over yours, holding it lightly. making you take a sip from his coffee, demanding you to give him your coffee in return. feeding you small bites of pastries, doodling random things in your notebook.

it seemed minuscule, but they made your heart pound the hardest; you’re certain you’ll remember these in the moment of his absence.

just as your eyes scan through the second paragraph on the page, a couple of strands of hair seem to block your view. staying focused, you decide to leave it until later to push it aside; it wasn’t much of a hindrance, anyway.

yet, a hand reaches out slowly and you lift your eyes from the book to watch as beomgyu carefully tucks your hair behind your ear. then once more to make sure it stays there. he hadn’t realised you were looking at him and when he does, there’s this smile on his face that crosses between shy and smug at the same time. as if he’s shy to have received your attention, but isn’t afraid to show he truly adores it.

you rest your chin in your palm, offering him a smile and a mute thank you. he nods in acknowledgement, visibly going back to doodling in your his book. when your eyes avert from him, back to the book you were reading with a faded smile still lingering, beomgyu takes a peek and he feels his heart skipping a beat. it was the most mundane and unhappening day yet he feels like at any given moment, it could be one of his fondest memories when he sees you smiling.

[🐯] tellin’ the world

beomgyu has never quite shied away from showing how much he loves you; in private or in public. being an idol–both of you–meant that there were just some things you can and cannot do… but the longer the two of you were in the industry, the bolder beomgyu got in dropping subtle hints in his lives, on television with his innuendos and implications he might not be single or he just may be interested in a certain someone in a certain group (which fans have been trying to piece together for the longest time to no avail).

you… were the opposite.

it’s not that you didn’t love him as much as he loves you, you do. even beomgyu himself can attest to it but it’s just… you’ve seen how crazy the industry is, and how the fan bases can and will jump to conclusions before hearing anyone out. the dangers that come to both parties involved, and other parties tied to both of your groups. it was something you wanted to keep private and beomgyu respected it. (or rather, he has succumb to it for your safety as much as his)

just… once in a while, y’know, mr. romantic wants to… get you and him to wear couple sweaters during your live stage. having a comeback at the same time meant being able to pass by each other at music shows backstage and potentially seeing one another perform while waiting in your respective dressing rooms… which is precisely why he’s waited for this very moment.

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[🌸] comfort w/ txt.kai [5/5]

the world felt cruel today. any other day and you’d persevere–of course you would–but today… today life won. you’ll let life win today. you return home to quietness; living alone granted you that. privacy, security, and… the full allowance to cry to your heart’s content. you only go so far as to make it to your bedroom, stumbling past the door and ending up by the end of your bed. you abandon your bag left by your side, the tears falling faster than you can catch yourself as you cradle yourself on the floor.

everything’s clouded, everything’s hazy…

[🐧] kai kai debates if he should go in first or wait for you outside to give you a warm welcome home. he makes his decision at the thought of being able to surprise you from inside, so he lets himself in with the key you’ve given him. 

once inside, kai was a hundred percent ready to canon ball himself onto your sofa but the sounds of… “y/n? is that you?”

as he searches around, with you nowhere to be found, he wonders if it’s his mind playing tricks on him… he does miss you a lot, so he’s not surprised with himself. when he tries to brush it off, the sounds growing louder proves to him that okay, you’re not crazy, kai.

his feet brings him towards the sound and he gasps when he hears your voice. even though he can’t see you, he can tell you sound sad. just… so sad. he pushes the door and he’s able to get a glimpse of you curled on the floor. his eyes soften, his heart clenches and he can’t seem to find his voice to call out your name.

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[🌸] comfort w/ txt.taehyun [4/5]

the world felt cruel today. any other day and you’d persevere–of course you would–but today… today life won. you’ll let life win today. you return home to quietness; living alone granted you that. privacy, security, and… the full allowance to cry to your heart’s content. you only go so far as to make it to your bedroom, stumbling past the door and ending up by the end of your bed. you abandon your bag left by your side, the tears falling faster than you can catch yourself as you cradle yourself on the floor.

everything’s clouded, everything’s hazy…

[🐿] taehyun taehyun lets himself in when he doesn’t hear a reply from your end upon knocking the door. sure, he has a key, but he often likes waiting for you to open the door to meet face to face (like the first time every time, he claims, that cheesy basta–). this time, he’s met with quietness… and then the sounds soon echo into his ears and sends the shivers down his spine.

with furrowed brows, he sets the food he’s brought and his bag onto one of the dining chairs before he makes his way to the source of the sound. when his feet leads him to your bedroom with the door slightly left open, he peeks in and gapes at what welcomes him visually, then audibly strapping a chokehold on his heart.

he swallows thickly and he’s at a crossroad on what he should do. he wants to barge in and offer you comfort, but he also wants to give you some privacy. his first instinct was to close the door–which he does initially–but… it doesn’t feel right. he wants to check. he wants to… he has to at least ask to make sure.

he builds up the courage to open the door this time and he softly calls for your name. he sees that his voice manages to reach you past your crying and you sniff a couple of times before looking up and over your shoulder to see him standing by the door.

almost immediately you feebly try to stand up from where you are and spread your arms out. he doesn’t know what overtakes his body; the way your eyes begs him to hold you, or the way your body trembles as you wait for him. he nudges the door open and strides in, pulling you into his arms and catching you and your cries as you fall into his embrace.

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[🌸] comfort w/ txt.beomgyu [3/5]

the world felt cruel today. any other day and you’d persevere–of course you would–but today… today life won. you’ll let life win today. you return home to quietness; living alone granted you that. privacy, security, and… the full allowance to cry to your heart’s content. you only go so far as to make it to your bedroom, stumbling past the door and ending up by the end of your bed. you abandon your bag left by your side, the tears falling faster than you can catch yourself as you cradle yourself on the floor.

everything’s clouded, everything’s hazy…

[🐯] beomgyu beomgyu’s initially suspicious when he doesn’t hear much sounds from where he stands outside of your apartment. usually, he’d hear music playing from your speaker or muffled sounds from the television but today… hm, nothing. maybe you’re not home yet, he thinks. maybe you’re in the shower, he smirks.

regardless, he decides he’ll let himself in first and settle down before you do. he kicks off his shoes and puts his bag onto the sofa. before he can plop himself down and patiently wait to demand cuddles from you, he hears sniffles from the bedroom that makes the hair on the back of his neck stand.

his body stiffens as he robotically takes small steps towards the source of the sounds. he stops when he reaches the bedroom, the door slightly ajar and he uses a hand to slowly push it open. on sight, beomgyu finds his heart stopping a beat; as if everything around him disappears and is left with you, on the floor, hugging yourself as you cry.

he notices his own hand trembling, his voice stuck in his throat as he fails to find the words to speak. his heart, feels such pain watching you in pain. then, in his pain, in your pain, he feels anger. his emotions nearly get the best of him as he feels like storming out to the world, demanding to know what would’ve caused you to feel this way but the longer he looks, the closer he realises his body has moved itself to be by your side, kneeling on the floor in front of you.

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