bad habit | k.dy

doyoung moved his gaze from the dimly lit phone screen towards the motion of people walking in and out of the shiny glass doors. he can’t help but think of your voicemail from last night. perhaps, the last voicemail ever since you’re moving to a new state for your studies.

“and uh, i’ve been thinking of this for a really long time but we should be transparent. we’ve been best friends for more than a decade even, so no judgements, okay? i may have, um, had feelings for you since, i don’t know, a few years back? and, i’m not expecting anything from you now, just decided to let some stuff off my shoulders. guess i’ll see you when i see you, bye doyoung. take care,”

why now? why in the world did you only come clean about your feelings now when the both of you are about to be busy with your own lives and maybe about to meet new people?

god, i wish i knew you wanted me, y/n.

I'll Always Love You

» pairing: huang renjun x reader

» genre: break-up au, MAJOR angst,

» rating: pg

» word count: 443

» warnings: none

a/n: it really has been awhile since i've wrote something and of course it had to be angst. LMAOOOO i've been too swamped with school to write, but this fic has been in my wips folder for over a year! so please enjoy!!!

[12:17 am] “babe, pose,” you said before taking a mirror selfie of you and johnny in your facemasks and pajamas, before posting it on your feed. a comment your friend left on it made the tall guy chuckle.

ugh THE couple r at it again 🙄

reader x johnny | fluff, domestic relationship | first 2022 post #yas

We Should Go Out

» pairing: wong kunhang

» genre: fluff

» word count: 718

» warnings: language

“So I was thinking we should go out,” Hendery spoke to his reflection in the mirror.

Nothing sounded right to Hendery, fixing his hair for the 100th time from nerves. He was desperate to make everything perfect for when he met up with you later today. He believed that you deserved the world and even more, he was infatuated with how you carried yourself. You always left him breathless, begging to the gods above to be able to witness more sides of you.

“This shirt I have on is boyfriend material,” stretching his shirt at the end to add emphasis to his words.

As more time passed with the corny confessions, he had given up hope on trying to say the right thing. He couldn’t come out and ask you out with lame phrases. He was preparing to just hang out and miss another opportunity to confess his feelings for. 

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- bee in your hair

johnny x reader | high school!au, fluff, crushing | 250 words | inspired by the scene in flipped !!

even with the conical flask in his hand, johnny can't seem to focus on the experiment he's conducting with his partner. miss julie is surely going to give him a long lecture on daydreaming again - he's had plenty actually, but he could care less right now. the way your hair shines in the presence of sunlight peeking from the windows, the way your lips purse as you wrote some kind of observation in your experiment report book, the way your eyebrows would furrow when your results just seem logically wrong.

"dude, why are you staring at her?" holy crap, he was only observing you from afar - maybe he made it look too obvious when his partner have been noticing the whole time.

"what? no way, there's like, a bee in her hair. yeah, just a bee," he stammers, quickly finding the perfect excuse to cover up the small mishap. really, a bee? why are you not good or lying?

"but we're in a science lab, and i don't see any bee around here," she looked around. yeah, of course there's no bee, you idiot.

"what? you must have missed it, it just flew away actually," she eyed johnny suspiciously, squinting her eyes while johnny just sat there, the equipment still nicely held in his grip. a surge of relief flowed through his veins when she just pushed the whole thing off, returning to the solution she’s preparing.

he can't even focus on the small things in his life now and he thinks he's known the answer why to that. he's totally flipped for you.

ENDINGS & BEGINNINGS : an nct holiday special

ABOUT. for some of us, this holiday season may not be filled with glitter on the floor after parties or hand-squeezing at the back of taxis. so to keep us company during this time of the year, here is ENDINGS & BEGINNINGS — a collection of drabbles and oneshots inspired by taylor swift's new years day. ·˚ ༘ ・ﾟ⋆

꒰✨꒱ — DECEMBER AIR ⋆ yuta x gn!reader

❝you and me from the night before…❞

genre. slight angst, fluff

au. neighbors to ???

⌗⋆ late nights, cold breeze, good conversation

꒰✨꒱ — UNTITLED ⋆ jaehyun x gn!reader

❝but I stay when you're lost, and I'm scared, and you're turning away…❞

genre. angst, fluff

au. fwb

⌗⋆ pillow talk, silence, soft touches

꒰✨꒱ — UNTITLED ⋆ johnny x gn!reader

❝i want your midnights…❞

genre. slight angst, fluff

au. established relationship

⌗⋆ phone screen kisses, fireworks

꒰✨꒱ — UNTITLED ⋆ jaemin x gn!reader

❝but I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year's day…❞

genre. fluff

au. roommates

⌗⋆ beer bottles and confetti, living room floor, leftover cake

꒰✨꒱ — UNTITLED ⋆ jeno x gn!reader

❝i'll be there if you're the toast of the town, babe, or if you strike out and you're crawling home…❞

genre. fluff

au. best friends

⌗⋆ empty bar, anticipation, "it's just us."

꒰✨꒱ — UNTITLED ⋆ mark x gn!reader

❝please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh i could recognize anywhere…❞

genre. angst, fluff

au. exes to ???

⌗⋆ crowded room, like the very first night, you

- one last time

dong sicheng x fem!reader | angst, falling out of love | 339 words | happy belated birthday to this angel here’s an angst i wrote a few months back <3 | xoxo, svchengss

you were once in love with him. just like the poets call it - the sun to the moon, two souls intertwining into one with the so-called strong bond. all those times you gave each other comfort, feeling safe in the embrace of the other. often hearing other people fawn over the two of you and even getting jealous gives you a sense of pride over the happiness you’ve achieved - not in a mean way, of course.

but lately, it’s been different. you feel different. you can feel the tightness in the air, suffocating your lungs. it’s not that you don’t love him anymore, people would say you're still madly in love, in fact. but you know the better, it was as if you're being too dependent on him. you can't help but feel like you're a burden, holding him back from any opportunities.

"no, please, we can talk this out," sicheng held your cheeks now stained with tears. he was shocked with the sudden confession, when he thought nothing could ever go wrong. you didn't dare to look into his eyes, there's where your weakness lies. but what can you do? splitting ways is the only acceptable thing to do in the moment, where it's beneficial to the both of you.

"we can't. and we both know that," you pulled his wrist away from your face, only now making eye contact. his eyes are red, probably holding the tears from flowing now. sicheng lifted his head, staring at the ceiling.

"so this is it, huh?" you only smiled in return. yes, this is it. but you don't dare to say it out loud, terrified that you might break down at any moment. it pains you to see him in this state, but what choice do you have?

"this might sound cheesy but you'll always be in my heart. i'll always love you," he whispered as you stayed in his embrace for one last time. you only watched as he opened your front door and walked out. one last time.

baby, it’s cold outside | d.sc

PAIRING: dong sicheng x reader

GENRE: fluff, slight humour

WORD COUNT: 1676 words

WARNINGS: slipping on the ice rink??

SUMMARY: the pianist performing at the hotel bar caught your eyes, later inviting you to spend some time with him

A/N: hi this is written for the holiday event, peppermint latte by @ficscafe and the fic exchange event hosted by nini @cherryutas [💌 @yutahoes] ! hope u enjoy this christmas themed fic :D happy holidays <3

you look out the window, witnessing a scene where joyful children are shouting at each other while forming snowballs in the palm of their hands. inspecting the watch wrapped around your wrist, it’s now 10:45 pm. you did one last check to make sure that everything is packed in your suitcase, it’d be bothersome to have your belongings lost in a hotel room.

For you the little things mattered.

The little things made you happy, the small gestures filled your heart with love, the slight nudge of Mark's shoulder against yours in a crowd of people and his sweet smile when he saw it's you, made your heart full.

Whenever he'd hug you from behind while you cooked, made your heart flutter, his small efforts of trying to learn how to cook made you happy.

His arms hung to his sides aimlessly, his feet dragging around behind you while you moved around the kitchen to grab the ingredients. When you were stirring the onion in the wok you felt his arms around you, his head was set on your shoulder ever so slightly. Your eyes fell upon him and his eyes widened as if he were caught in an act of doing something hideous. "Ah, you probably don't like-" Jisung mumbled and pulled away, "I'm sorry, I will take care of it, you don't like back hugs." Jisung rambled and you turned around to face him.

[6:47 pm] “Oh no…” your eyes widened at the sound coming from the other room. “Oh no, no, no...” Renjun watched with confused eyes as you shot off your bed.

“What?” He asked, setting his lap desk in the now empty space beside him.

“That’s not good…” you mumbled, speed walking out the door like a programmed robot.

Renjun trailed behind you as you made your way across the apartment. With a hand closed around the knob, you pushed open the door, revealing a guy with black hair in a white hoodie and sweats, sitting on the floor surrounded by papers with mind twisting equations on them.

“Why is he laughing like that?” Renjun whispered to his classmate.

“It’s a coding breakdown.” You replied through the manic laughter that was pouring out of the other boy’s mouth. “Jaemin,” you said with a bitterly sweet smile. “Jaemin, sweetie, what’s wrong?”

“I can’t find the longest path! Haha! Y/N, I can’t find the longest path!” The papers in his hands crinkled as a slightly psychotic expression appeared on his face. He shook the scribbled papers in the air as he repeated his words over, and over again.

“You haven’t slept in days,” you told him. “Maybe it’s the reason you haven’t found the path; maybe your brain is too tired?”

“Ha! Haha! You really think that’s it? You really think programming a computer built from scratch would exhaust me?”

“Y-yeah, I think it would.”

“No shit, Sherlock.” Renjun muttered under his breath.

“What number is the path starting from?” You slowly got closer to him, crouching down until your butt touched the floor.

“Two… it’s starting from two.” Jaemin’s voice had lowered now.

“Good,” you sighed, scooting in so that you were shoulder to shoulder. “So if the path starts from two, then the longest path would be, two-three-four-five-six-seven.” You explained.

It didn’t occur to you that the room fell silent until you felt the slightest movement on your shoulder. In your peripheral vision you could see one half of Jaemin’s head on your shoulder, making you smile softly.

Humming lightly, you set the papers down and leaned your head on top of his, letting your eyes flutter shut.

Minutes later, when Renjun had entered the room after his phone call, he spotted the two of you on the floor, tangled together, surrounded by papers and computer parts.

“There’s a perfectly good bed less than three centimetres away.” He rolled his eyes and exited the room again.

feelings - s. johnny

-> fuck-ish boy! johnny x close friend/fuck-ish girl! reader, mentions of crushing! jaehyun x fwb! reader (not any smut w/ them sorry), mentions of johnny x ex-"gf" but not really a gf

-> era! sticker (like a stickahh stickahh stickahh)

-> pwop, hook-up to crushes? (does that even exist)

-> w: oral (m receiving even though i SUCK at writing blowjobs), unprotected sex (practice with condoms to make sure everyone involved is safe please!), creampie, cursing, alcohol consumption, tiniest bit of aftercare

-> a/n: i was sweating when i wrote this. not for a sexual reason. i was wearing a sweater and sweat pants under a weighted blanket and a duvet and a heating pad cause i have the shittiest period cramps.

Sitting alone, Johnny was staring at people's shoes.

Normally he would be among the sweaty bodies, dancing with them. Instead, he was squishing himself up against the armrest of the couch, nursing an almost empty bottle of beer- trying to stay as far away as possible from the couple eating each other's mouths next to him.

The sound of her hand slapping his cheek echoed through Johnny’s ears, the skin on his face beginning to burn at the thought. Behind his eyelids flashed the moments he watched her eyes fill with tears before she stormed out of the party.

“Why the long face?” a voice pulled the man from his thoughts.

Dragging his eyes up from the ground, they met a familiar smaller figure, scanning your appearance before finally meeting your eyes. Giving you a small smile, he shrugged and with a sigh, you turned to the couple making out. “Get lost, dementors.” you snarled at them. When they looked up at you, your arms crossed over your chest. “That’s right, I watched Harry Potter. Now move it or lose it, shaggers.”

Once they’d scurried away, you sat down next to the man, spreading his legs slightly as you pulled his knee closer to your side.

“What’s up, John?” your voice was soft and when he looked at you, his eyes gave it all away. “Did you break up with Soojin? Fuck, man, are you okay.”

“I’m fine… I didn’t like her much, so it was gonna happen anyways.” he replied, bringing the glass bottle to his lips and tilted his head back, emptying the golden liquid into his mouth.

“Well if it makes you feel any better, I had to end things with Jaehyun.”

“What? Why?”

“He cornered me tonight and confessed, telling me he wanted to be ‘more than friends’.” Johnny groaned at the thought. “I told him when we first started this whole thing that it was strictly physical. It just sucks cause the sex was good.” you huffed, a pout growing on your lips.

“Well, you know what they say.” Johnny sighed, taking a final swig of the alcohol.

“I don’t actually, I don’t know what they say, John.” your tone made the man laugh softly.

“Some people were made to be loved… and well, others just make it.”

“Making love.” you repeated. “I’ve always hated that expression. Like what if it’s not love? What if it’s just feelings-- but ones that aren’t love.”

“Sex feelings.” you hummed at his statement.

“That’s exactly how I’d explain it.”

“I have sex feelings.”

“Me too.”

“Wanna act on those feelings?” Johnny eyed you. “It’ll be the best half-drunk hook up of your life.” A low giggle left your lips as Johnny’s hand creeped over to yours, his large palm enclosing on the back of your hand. “What d’ya say, huh?” his head turning to look at you.

As you leaned in, he stopped you with his words. “I need to hear you say it.”

“I will let you give me the best half-drunk hook up of my life.” you chuckled.

Drive- M.L

Pairing: Sub!mark x female!reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff (if you squint)

Warnings: Lingerie, Semi public sex, humiliation kink, sex toy(s), Mistress kink, nicknames, mark's exibitionism kink showing, degrading, orgasm denial, begging, overstimulation, tempting, grinding (if you squint), boob play, a lot of boob play, fingering, penetration, teasing, mirror kink, spit play (sorry if I missed any)

Words: 2.7 K

A/n: Sub!Mark refused to leave me alone so here you go.

Taglist: @sparklysung, @tryingtolovemaself, @rteii, @mi-rae07

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"Mumma!" Your daughter yelled and ran to you, "Hi baby!" You said and picked her up in your arms. Your five year old looked rather excited than usual and it made you happy. You knew why she was happy and you couldn't help but smile when you entered the living room and saw Mark sitting down at the couch. "Hi." You said and kissed his cheek, "Me too!" Your daughter said excitedly and kissed your husband's cheek. Mark just giggled when you sat down next to him and lay your head on his shoulder.

Assistance - XDJ

P: Dejun (Xiaojun) x male reader - WayV | G: fluff, angst?, drabble | Inc: school!au, platonic pairing, having a focal aura/seizure, epilepsy, throwing up, mentions of a migraine | Wc: 523 | W: epilepsy, seizures, throwing up | R: PG

Summary: Stuck in the middle of presenting his ideas to the class, y/n’s struck by unfortunate coincidence as his focal auras begin, removing his sight and leaving his body spasming. Embarrassed, the high school student couldn’t be more grateful that Dejun’s there to help.

Minnie’s notes: This specific drabble is literally lifted from a seizure I had in my drama class back in year 8. Tldr; I was doing a drama sketch with my group and I started having a seizure as I was reciting my lines. I tried to continue as normal but then I couldn’t and had to be taken out of class :(( (I remember this really vividly-)

DS: epileptic reader masterlist

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