Forest Green | Choi San

forest green | choi san

word count: 1k

request: forest green + angst (pls with happy ending i cant take sadness 😥💔)/opposites attract + san <3 !! thank u !

warnings: a few losers being mean to sannie

a/n: hi love thank you so much for requesting i'm so sorry this im posting this so late but i really had sm fun with this one i hope you enjoy!

"no shot y/n." your best friend soojin whispers to you as you guys walk out onto the court before the game starts.

"what?" you whisper back, trying to keep the cheerful smile on your face as you wave your forest green pom poms in the air at the crowd.

"you like choi san don't you?"

"what?" you pause, whipping your head to look at soojin.

"be so for real y/n, i can see you looking for his nerdy ass in the crowd right now."

"i am not!" you argue, turning your back to the crowd as the basketball team makes their way onto the court.

"y/n, you have the entire school at your finger tips and you choose choi san? nerdy ass choi san who spends his time in the library every friday night."

"and? i don't mind." you sheepishly answer staring down at your poms as san's cute dimple smile infiltrated your mind.

"my god, y/n, you have the kim mingyu wrapped around your finger and you want san?!?"

"at least san has a brain and isn't a jerk."

"so? he's hot that basically covers everything." soojin defends as you guys walk to the sidelines.

"for you it does." you huff, smoothing out your skirt as you get in your spot that was on the corner of the court. it gave you the perfect view of san who was wearing a forest green sweater to represent your school's colors. he was sitting at the very top of the bleachers looking lost as soon as the game started. a small smile appeared on your face as watch san's eyebrows furrow in confusion trying to understand what was happening in front of him. eventually, his eyes trailed down to the cheerleader section where you were. you caught his gaze and gave him a small wave which he returned with a shy smile.

the crowd erupts in cheers as hongjoong scores the first basket of the game meaning your little moment with san was rudely ended. the game however goes on well as your team absolutely destroys your opponent. cheers erupted the gym as the students shouted in celebration. as one of the cheer leaders you follow your team to the court to make a tunnel for the team as they head back to the locker room.

once they leave, your coach gives out her post game speech and then lets you guys go. to your surprise, you see san waiting outside the gym trying to make himself look busy.

"hey," you softly say bumping his shoulder with yours causing him to jump. "do you need help finding the exit or?"

"no," san scoffs bumping his shoulder into you as revenge, "just thought i should say you did great out there."

a shy smile makes its way to your face as your heart beats against your chest. "thank yo-"

"y/n!" mingyu emerges from god knows where, throwing his arm over you forcing you and san to separate. "you comin' to my house later? my parents are gone and i'm throwing a huge party for tonight's win!"

"oh, i-" you peer over mingyu's large frame to see san looking dejectedly at the floor.

"you're going!" yuqi shouts from behind, another one of your teammates.

you didn't even get a chance to say goodbye as mingyu and his teammates along with yours push you to the parking lot.

"why are you even hanging out with san? isn't he a total loser?" someone asks from behind you.

"yeah, plus he's a total sqaure!"

"little man probably hasn't felt the touch of a woman since his mother changed his diaper!"

"excuse me?" you say utterly in shock that your so called friends are just outwardly saying shit about someone.

before anyone even had a chance to say anything san pushes his way through the crowd angrily.

"san, wait!" you say trying to catch up to him only to have mingyu tug at your wrist.

"leave him be y/n. kid's a loser anyways."

"he is not!" you argue, ripping your arm away from him. "just fuck off and go have your stupid party!"

you made a beeline to your car and drove to the one place you knew san would be at a time like this. the park where the playground was a mix of ugly beige and forest green and where the park overlooked your little hometown. san liked it because it made him like he was on top of the world even if he was treated like shit.

thankfully, san's beat up toyota corolla was parked in front of the playground.

"thought i might find you here." you say in a quiet tone, wrapping your hands around self because of course you forgot your lettermen at home.

san didn't even turn to look at you as he swung slowly on the creaky swing set. "aren't you supposed to be at some party?"

"yeah, but i didn't feel like going." you answer sitting next to san on the other swing.

"so you decided to hang out with a loser on a good friday night?" he sarcastically asks.

"san-"

"why do you even wanna be around me? midterms are over so you don't have to be around me for awhile." san spits, still not even daring to look up at you. "you know, i thought that maybe there would be a chance you actually like me."

your heart cracked at every word that was coming out his mouth. "san, i do. a lot. trust me."

"no you don't." his knuckles turning white because of how hard he was gripping the chains on the swing. "not in the way i do."

still san was refusing to look up at you until you take a hand and place it softly on his cheek. san jumps at your sudden touch before slowly raising his eyes to meet yours.

"i like you sannie." you confess, heart racing a hundred miles per hour. "i don't care what people or even you say about yourself. i like the way your dimples pop out when you smile. i like the way you never get frustrated with him when you're teaching me. i like the way you remember the little things about everyone. i like you, choi san."

"i-are you sure?" he asks to stunned to even respond to your confession.

you nod your head, giggling at the way san was staring at you in shock.

"can i kiss you?"

"of course, sannie." you answer before smiling to the warm kiss.

Reacting to best friend!Yunho's thirst traps

Warnings : swearing, suggestive af

A/N : The way this man has been bias wrecking me lately 🥵

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Part 1

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All In - Mingi x Reader (NSFW)

This is an Ateez fic.

Summary: A night of drunken debauchery with your best friend in Las Vegas leads to something you never could imagine.

Genre and warnings: smut. one shot. fem pronouns for reader. best friends to lovers. size kink. drunken consensual sex. drinking. dirty talk. unprotected sex. oral sex. fluff.

Word count: 9,541.

Tag list: @obligatoryidolblog

Author’s Note: I wrote this weeks ago and am only getting around to posting it now, whoops. Some suspension of disbelief is needed in this fic in regards to needing a marriage license lol. Also, thank you to @fallinfllower for allowing me to spam her with a lot of Mingi photos as I worked on this.

This fic is not meant to represent Mingi in any way, shape or form.

               8:35 pm

               “Why are you walking like that?”

               “Like what?”

               “Like you have a fish in your pants,” Mingi says before bursting into laughter.

               You grab a pillow off the bed and throw it at him, “Hey! That’s my sultry walk.”

               He is still laughing, “Your sultry walk looks like you’re a drunk as hell divorced 45-year-old mother of two trying to seduce someone.”

               You place your hands against your chest as if wounded, “Really, Mingi, do you have to be so cutting?”

               “You just never wear high heels.” He points out.

               You gesture around the room, “We’re in Vegas. We are about to go get shit faced drunk in a fancy club. I have to wear heels.”

               Mingi is still laughing as you pop back into the bathroom to make sure everything is in place. Tonight is about celebrating a mutual friend’s birthday and having never been in Las Vegas before you were taking the party seriously.

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pairing : choi san x fem!reader

warnings : creepy guy follows reader, mention of a knife, pet names (babe, love), let me know if i missed anything!

word count : 1182

author's note : first writing post yall 🫣

by the time you finally step outside of the quiet twenty-four-hour cafe, it’s 10:23 pm and the sun had set hours ago. you mumble curses to yourself for forgetting your charger at home, throwing your now dead phone somewhere into your bag. 

you look up to the dark sky and sigh. before worry could cloud your thoughts, you take a deep breath and close your eyes, letting the cool night air run over your face before opening your eyes. my apartment is barely even a thirty-minute walk from here, you attempt to reassure yourself, i’ll be fine. 

quickly, you find yourself proven wrong. not even five minutes into your trek back home, you notice a looming figure behind you. not wanting to assume the worst, you keep walking, hoping they’ll leave soon. however, after the third left turn that they take along with you, you’re able to discern that this isn’t just some person on their way home, they’re following you.  

you take a quick glance behind you, attempting to remain calm and nonchalant as you try to get a feel for your stalker. your heart sinks as you take in the man’s tall and broad form. you snap your head forward and contemplate running, eventually deciding to try and play it cool, or at least as cool as possible. 

you speed up your steps a little and listen in terror as the footsteps behind you begin speeding up as well. panic washes over you as you take in the empty streets around you. there’d be no one around to help you if his man caught up with you, you realize. you don’t even have mace or a pocket knife with you. despite all the advice you’d been given to never leave home without some sort of weapon, especially when out after dark, you hadn’t expected your study session to run for so long. 

in a moment of clarity, you decide that you don’t want to lead this guy back to your apartment, so you take a few extra turns to ensure that he doesn't find out where you live. just as soon as you’re about to start re-debating whether or not you should start sprinting, a neon sign across the street from you catches your attention. a-z convenience, it reads. relief floods through your veins, momentarily pushing the panic out of the way as you veer into the street to cross it. 

the bell of the door jingles lightly as you push it open, quietly responding to the half-hearted greeting the young cashier gives you. you make your way down a random aisle, hoping to gain a few moments to catch your breath when you hear the door ding open again not even thirty seconds after. you take a look back to the front counter, and seeing the cashier pay more attention to the phone in front of him than anything else, you quickly decide that he wouldn’t be much help and push deeper into the store to find someone else. 

you almost miss the man in the candy aisle with the way you’re speeding through the rows. you let out an audible sigh when you set eyes upon a tall man in sweatpants and a t-shirt. you can see his well-defined arm muscles pretty clearly from where you are, and you determine that he’d be perect to shake off your stalker. as you make you way up to him, you pray silently to whoever’s listening that he isn’t a dick and will help you out.

you take one last deep breath before directing your voice to the man who’d been comparing the same two candies since you fist saw him.

“there you are babe, i was looking all over for you.” you let a calm smile slip over your face as you hook your arm with his, looking up at his face. you briefly notice how attractive he is before shaking away your thoughts and lowering your voice into a hushed whisper for only him to hear, “just play along,” you request. 

he seems to understand your situation immediately, falling perfectly into his newfound role. the surprise on his face quickly flits away as he responds, “i’m sorry, love. just let me buy these and we can be on our way.” he puts both packages into his shopping basket and starts to lead the two of you out of the aisle, keeping your arm tightly locked with his. 

as you make your way to the cashier, he leans down to your ear, keeping his tone hushed, and asks, “are you alright, miss?”

you quickly nod and whisper back, “some guy was following me home and i just needed someone to get him to leave me alone.” he nods in understanding and quietly introduces himself as san, reaching the counter and setting his basket atop it. the cashier begins ringing him up, and as you’re about to give him your name, the same man who’d been following you steps out from an aisle, random bag of chips in hand, and steps into line behind you. 

it’s not hard for san to notice your discomfort as the man waits in the line behind you, and he easily assumes that this is the man who was following you. so once the cashier is finished scanning all of his items, san takes his bag and utters a “have a good night” before unhooking his arm from yours and laying it over your shoulders, sending a dark glare to your pursuer. he leads the two of you out of the store and towards his car.

“would it be okay if i give you a ride home?” he asks once you reach the vehicle.

“please, if you don’t mind. my name is y/n by the way,” you reply. as he opens the passenger door, san smiles at you and you feel your face getting hot. you had noticed his beauty inside the convenience store, but that hadn’t been your main focus at the time. now that you were able to really look at his features, you noticed that he had a very nice smile, and you were glad it was diected at you.

“what a pretty name. it suits you,” he tells you. you’re hardly able to get out a thank you as you get into his car. he closes the door and makes his way around the front and into the driver’s seat. he starts the car and leaves the small parking lot of the shop, offering a charger for the phone he had (correctly) assumed was dead. after plugging in your phone, you allow yourself to relax in the seat, shoulders slumpng tiredly as the days events catch up to you.

the ride to your apartment is quick, and when san pulls in front of your building, you look at him with a smile. “would you mind giving me your number so that i can take you for lunch as a proper thank you?”

he beams at the question and once again you feel your stomach begin doing flips. 

“i’d like that.”

author's note : literally bully me in the comments if this was bad you guys 🚶🏾‼️

Reacting to best friend!Wooyoung's thirst traps

Warnings : swearing, suggestive af

A/N : My baby's baby daddy. He really is too fine. And he's been looking fine af these days oh my LORT.

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Part 1

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Reacting to best friend!San's thirst traps

Warnings : swearing, suggestive af

A/N : This man. Just. This man. Enough said. I don't think anything else needs to be said.

⚠️Minors do NOT interact with this au⚠️

Part 1

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