Reading List

————————

Choi Yeonjun

- Ring My Alarm!

- Loverboy!

- Bad hair day!

- Love is (not) easy!

- meetings!

- RANK ONE!

- text me!

- Mint Chocolate ML!

Choi Soobin

- Love is (not) easy!

- A taste of something new!

Choi Beomgyu

- Love is (not) easy!

- FOOL!

- NO RULES!

- A star called you!

- Game Over!

- What about us?

- song recommendation

- kiss me thru the phone!

- lie to me!

- who’s that girl!

Kang Taehyun

- Helpline!

- Against all odds!

- Blurry Lines!

- Valentine!

Hueningkai

Lee Heesung

- The office blind date!

Park Jay

- FRIENDZONE

Park Sunghoon

- Stupid Cupid!

- My penpal — Wait what?!

Kim Sunoo

- A little thing called first love!

Yang Jungwon

- The unhelpful guide on what you should not do to get your crush to notice you!

- Idol Crush!

- project: stay single!

- chasin’ your pretty thoughts!

- diamonds league!

- jealousy doesn’t look good on you!

- silent treatment!

- recall!

- all clear!

- the language of flowers!

- get it together, jungwon!

Nishimura Riki

Yang Jungwon x Fem! Reader

----------------------------------------------------

'Can you call... Right now?'

Blinking at your sudden message, he cocked his head side-wards before typing a quick okay in response of your message. Pausing as he was slightly taken a back at how the call screen appeared immediately after his text was sent.

The boy swiped the call to answer, turning on his camera as he did so. Only to quirk his eyebrows in confusion as you still kept yours turned off.

"Y/N? What's wrong?"

His usual calls with you would always be via face time, and to be honest he's gotten so used to it that it's odd calling with you through the phone without seeing your micro facial expressions. He loved seeing how your face would always give away how you feel over certain things he said.

Shuffling fabric came from the other line, before a voice of which he could have sworn he heard a certain quiver come through just as it spoke.

"Aha well.. please just let me keep my camera off right now, especially because of what I have to tell you."

Though still confused, he laid his back on the frame of his bed as he adjusted himself into a more comfortable position before urging you to talk about what you had to say.

He could hear you take a deep breath before speaking.

"You're aware of how I like you, we've been mutuals for awhile now."

The boy was slightly taken aback at your words, almost dropping his phone as a hue of red suddenly took hold of his face. He coughed into his free fist before giving off a weak and slightly shy 'yeah'.

"Well, during these past months my feelings could do nothing but grow. In fact, it grew to such an extent that I don't know how to contain them anymore. And it's honestly really darn hard to contain them now!"

Chuckling at how your meek and slightly nervous tone of voice raised in volume, he sensed how you made an attempt to cover up your nervousness as you spoke your heart out.

Jungwon could imagine your fuming face through the phone screen, even if you had your video camera off. And a stupid smile took its place upon his face as he did so.

Now he understood why you insisted on keeping your camera off.

"Ahem.. So.. I really want to be able to express my feelings for you at its fullest, i want to hug you randomly whenever we're in the same room, i want to be able to link my arms with you... and be closer with you as more than just friends..."

With every word you spoke, the heat travelled from his face to his neck. His hands shivered in anticipation as his heart thumped loudly from within the walls of his chest.

He always thought that he'd be the one to be in your position right now.

"So... Yang Jungwon."

You took a deep breath before a weak but determined voice said.

"...Will you be my boyfriend?"

There was a pause between the two of you, and through his still opened camera you could see how his already red face turned into an even brighter shade of red.

The phone was suddenly dropped onto the bed, shuffling could be heard as well as a sound of an embarrassed whine came through the phone.

You yourself had to put the phone down and take a mini break after you've just opened up your heart to him, your heart was beating so loudly that you could've sworn he could hear it through the other line.

The screen of your phone was stuck facing the ceiling of his bedroom for sometime before it was shifted to the face of a red faced boy.

"You know, you really know how to fucking kill me."

He managed to get out a stifled laugh from you, he threw himself backwards onto his bed as he placed an arm over his face.

"It's a bit unfair that you can see how stupid I look right now when I can't see you, isn't it?"

Turning on your video camera, you rolled your eyes at his words. The feigned annoyance you wore being completely and utterly betrayed by your bright red complexion.

He gave you a boyish grin, glittering eyes looking at you as he opened his mouth to give you a response.

"I wanted to ask you that question first, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Hey that's not fair! I asked first so you answer me first!"

"That sucks now doesn't it, loser!"

You huffed at him as a stupidly happy smile made its way onto your flaming red face.

"Yes, I will be your girlfriend."

yo does anyone know any finished/ good amnt of chapters on going txt x reader smau fics?? BCUZ IM STARVED HERE AND CANT STAND SCROLLING DOWN💔💔💔

"Say you love me"

Pairings: (TOMORROW X TOGETHER) Choi Line! x Reader

--

The boy in front of you fell to the ground kneeling, this force of action only causing for your knees to drop to the ground as he wrapped his arms around your figure, his head buried onto the crook of your neck, strained audible sobs escaping from his throat as a wave of emotions over came him all at once.

You couldn't move neither did u have the heart to shove him away. Yeonjun, the man whom you've just tried to cut off of your life. The strong and charismatic figure that he's built himself up to be all crumbling in front of nobody else but you.

This boy was a complete mess, his breath uneven from running and crying. You hated seeing him in this state.

He takes hold of your shoulders and have you face in front of him, although you were quick to lower your head. You couldn't bare to see him in this state, even his sobs of despair were enough to cause for your heart to ache badly. You couldn't get attached to him more than you already were.

Cupping your cheek, he presses his forehead upon your own. And with a weak, hoarse voice. He says.

"Please.. atleast look at me in the eye."

The way his voice cracked sent a wave of electricity down your spine, you couldn’t help but shut your eyes, knowing full well that time apart is what would be best for the both of you.

To him, you were like a drug. To you, he was like liquor. You were both each others distractions from the present world, as if intoxicating each other into a state of bliss that would take you away from your problems.

But you knew, that you couldn't keep running with him. Even if those dream like days would be times you would find yourself subconsciously smiling to, you knew that it was time to stop running.

Raising your head, you could see how his disheveled hair was hit by the cold wind of the night. Wet liquid streaming down his face, the moonlight only further insinuating the complete look of longing and utter desperation in his eyes.

He wanted to keep running, with you.

So much so that he didn't care about running towards nowhere, there didn't have to be a destination. And even if the direction you'd both end up in compromised of a life with nothing else, he didn't care as long as he was running with you.

Tears brimmed from the corner of your eyes as you see the state that he's in, you try to run away but he grabs you by the shoulders and sets you back into place.

You wanted to run towards the direction of the light, but at the same time your heart would shatter at the thought of having to leave this boy alone in the darkness. Knowing full well that you were his solace, his safe place from the night.

Because he was once yours too.

His breath hics as a trembling hand captures your own, firmly encasing them together to prevent you from running, he didn’t want you to run away from him.

Head down, he lowers his head and hovers above both of your hands, cold wet liquid hitting your skin as his tears make contact with your flesh.

"Please... say you love me."

-

All you could do was stand in place, hand gripping on the doorknob of your apartment complex as Soobin stood on your welcome mat. Head down, he wore lighter clothing than usually recommended for a cold winter. Coming to your door only wearing sweatpants and a hoodie of which you were sure of there was no extra layer of clothing beneath.

You would know, you used to always talk his ear off about how its better to wear a shirt under hoodies whenever winter camr if he had no intention of wearing a puffy jacket.

He used to get annoyed and call your nagging excessive, but now he just wants to hear you talk his ear off again. Even if he was on a game with his friends or busy watching a show he really liked.

The freezing cold winter breeze nibbed at his skin at the thought, he could feel his cold fingertips. A part of him wanted to reach out to you, he wanted to feel your warmth.

But there was nothing but silence between the two of you, the light warm atmosphere of which he relished and savored had now gone cold and dry. He wished he was still able to walk into your apartment freely, collapsing back onto the couch as you whined after he pulls you into a hug and refused to let you go.

He wished he never let you go.

He wished he worked it out with you, he wished he tried harder to understand your point of view, to hear you out, he wished he had tried listening to you more.

He wished that instead of dismissing you, pushing you away, and avoiding the problem that sprouted between you both, he got rid of roots before they could turn into gigantic weeds.

Eyes drifting to the moving boxes that laid close to your door, his heart ached even more.

He thinks he looks pathetic, running to his ex of eight months on Christmas eve. He probably soured your Christmas, is what he thinks.

He's heard from a mutual friend that you were moving out of the city to start off with a new beginning, to start off fresh, and to leave everything behind.

His blood ran cold after hearing them say so, although he knew this was probably good for you, amazing even. He knew that you deserved everything this world could offer, and if he only could he’d give it you.

But his selfish side got the better of him, he didn't want you to start with a new beginning, he didn't want you to start off fresh. He didn't want you to leave everything behind. He didn't want you to leave him behind.

You saw how the corner of his eyes were red, insinuating that he probably cried on the way here. Before, you would've quickly reached out and wiped away the tears from those eyes with nothing but gentleness and care present in your warm touch. But now, your hands stay cold by your sides as you look at the man in front of you door.

The cold winter breeze sends chills down your spine, and about to shut the door in conclusion that he has nothing significant to say to you, he quickly stops you by placing a hand on the door frame.

He slowly pushes the door open slightly, and with his head dropped to the ground. You could see how his body trembled slightly, but you could do nothing except clutch the hem of your sleeve.

He wishes you’d envelope him in a hug, he always did wish for things that have the were close to impossible in coming true.

Grip on the door slightly faltering, he opens his mouth to speak, a voice filled of complete loneliness and sadness comes out strained.

"Just, say you love me... please..."

But Choi Soobin knew, that you were never one to say things you never meant.

--

Beomgyu had a cheeky smile plastered across his face as he waved at you from his convertible, calling out to your name obnoxiously loudly as you got out of work. He only smiled as you sneered at him in embarrassment and annoyance.

Quickly, he got out of his car when you tried walking away, grabbing you by the wrist and pouting at your behavior.

"Your apartment isn't even towards that direction!"

"Stop it beomgyu."

He feels a slight tugging at his heart after you harshly retrieved your hand from his grasp, quickly shaking away to heavy feeling, he only smiles and follows you as you walk towards the path you always took to get to your apartment.

You had thought that if you kept ignoring him and keep walking he'd give up and go back home. But you were wrong. He kept at it until you got to the building of your apartment complex.

He only smiled when you started looking left and right to check if there were any other people with you both, before grabbing his wrist and forcing him into a secluded corner of the building.

"Beomgyu, just stop it."

You grit your teeth and lower your head, glaring at the boy as he titled his head at you in feigned innocence.

"What ever do you mean?"

"I'm serious Beomgyu!"

Eyes widening at how you raised your voice at him, he casts a discouraged gaze into your eyes. A half hearted smile coming across his face as he lowly says.

"Heh.. I told you to call me gyu… didn't i?"

You hated it. You hated how your heart ached at his mere stupid tone of voice, you hated how your defenses wavered. But nevertheless he kept talking.

"Didn't you say we should go on a trip together just the two of us this time? I finally found someone who could get us tickets to that amusement park you've always wanted to go to- just like old times, we can go to our favorite restaurant after and I can drop you off-"

"Beomgyu... theres a reason why they're called old times."

His heart ache in a way that he couldn't avoid anymore, the corners of his lips lowered as he stopped smiling.

"...At least tell me why you suddenly wanted to break it off."

You couldn't meet his eyes, knowing that if you even so snuck a quick glance you'd cower and completely crumble. You wanted to push him away for his own sake, but he was making it incredibly hard to do so.

"I told you its-"

"I'm not taking a 'its complicated' for an answer! Don't bullshit me! You can't just say that and ditch me when we were out like you did, at the very least give me an explanation!"

His voice was laced with anger, sadness, and disappointment. You couldn't help but feel small at this confrontation, annoyed at him for making you feel stupid for thinking you were okay with playing the bad guy, so long as it meant the one person you cared about would be okay.

"You keep deciding things for us without thinking about how I'd feel about it, fucking hell you don't have to take care of everything by yourself! Don't you understand? It takes two people to be in a relationship!"

You were annoyed at how he’s making you feel pathetic.

You were annoyed at how he's making it sound like your resolution was pathetic.

You were annoyed how he made you realize how pathetic you actually were.

That annoyance turned into anger. Anger turned into your defense mechanism.

"Shut up! Yeah I'm total dog shit for doing that, so why are you the one acting like I didn't say shit and like everything is normal! If I'm such a shitty person why are you still here, why are you the one reaching out.. Why are you trying so hard... When I'm the one..."

Tears that you've been holding back up till now came over you as if it were water released from a den. Emotions overcoming you, your knees gave away and dropped to the ground as you welled in tears.

"Why are you the one still trying so hard... Even if you know I'm the one that.. that-"

A pair of arms incased your shaking figure, a familiar warm scent that you've tried discarding only for it to come back as opened as it was before. Caressing the top of your head as to calm down your sobs.

You hated how at the end you still fell into the arms of the one you pushed away in belief of it being the best for him, the one you cared about the most.

"I'm trying so hard because its you, you idiot."

He lifts up your chin up with his hand, forcing your eyes to meet with his. You feel as if all your attempts at putting up a wall between you and him crumble, as you find that across that wall you've been trying so hard to build was him chipping it away.

Capturing your hands, he presses you against a wall. Eyes full of determination and unwavering admiration for you, as well as a small hint of knowing.

"You can't just make decisions for the two of us without considering me, that isn't good for my or your own heart. I sometimes wonder why you keep doing this, but I think you and I have an idea of why."

The boy then leans in dangerously closely to you, only to turn to the side of your head, taking a moment to pause as his warm breath that lingered over your ears sent an electrifying shiver down your spine.

He then whispers into your ear.

"So why don't you just say you love me already?"

--

I WAS HIT WITH A WAVE OF MOTIVATION TO WRITE ITS 3 IN THE MORNING