Happy 7 Year Anniversary Seventeen!

happy 7 year anniversary seventeen!

01022022 :: HAPPY DOYOUNG DAY!

i don’t know when it began but before i knew it, you have become my source of comfort, the little memory in my head that makes me giggle, the short daze i fall into in the middle of a boring class. before i even realized how much you mean to me, you become a part of the many things that make me ceaselessly happy no matter how many i go back to you. wishing you for your birthday does no justice to the healing you have become for me and so many more bunnyzens and nctzens alike.

the world is your oyster, even if the world comes crashing down, I can bet you’ll still be the brightest one amongst the chaos.

not me just finishing writing a journal entry about how goddamn afraid i am of commitment….

like???? DID YOU READ MY MIND UQUIZ??

took the "what's your red flag" quiz and got emotionally unavailable, bitch I KNOW

late night call | hong jisoo

pairing: joshua x reader

genre: angst

warnings: just a bit of heartbreak is all :)

word count: 540

summary: in which you call joshua to let him know you got home safely

a/n: i watched (1) tik tok, blinked, and suddenly this drabble was written out in front of me. i’ve also been reading “our violent ends” by chloe gong so there is a lot of angst building up inside of me because of this 

Three rings was all it took for Joshua to answer. He’d always been fast when it came to answering your calls.

“Y/N? Is something wrong?” he asked, a smile appearing on your lips at the sound of his voice. 

“Nothing’s wrong,” you reassured, moving to sit on the ground in front of your couch. You rested your head back on the cushion. 

“Oh. Did you need to tell me something?”

“I went out drinking with my friends tonight. I had a few shots and had them call me a cab. I’m back home now,” you told him, staring up at the ceiling. There was a sticky toy stuck on the ceiling, courtesy of Joshua himself, who had gotten the toy for free from some old lady in your building. He ended up throwing it too high one day, causing it to get stuck on the ceiling for months. 

Joshua’s silent, you noticed. 

“Did you drink tonight?” you questioned, curious about his lack of words. 

“No, I didn’t.” His answer was short. Not usual for the man who could spend hours talking to you about nothing. 

“That’s good. At least one of us will remember this conversation, then,” you joked, a small chuckle escaping your lips afterward. 

The call went silent again. On the other line, you could hear Joshua sigh, mumbling something away from the phone before you heard a door close.

“Are you with someone?” you asked. 

“Just the guys,” he answered. “Listen, Y/N…”

“I could come over, if you wanted. I haven’t seen the guys in a while. Only Mingyu, because he’s dating my friend but—“

“Y/N.”

“They’re still going strong. It’s crazy. I thought they were complete opposites, and that they wouldn’t work out, but they managed—“

“Y/N. We broke up, remember?”

His words silenced you quicker than you liked. 

“Y/N?”

You allowed another few beats of silence to pass before you answered. 

“Yes?”

“You don’t need to keep calling me to tell me you got home.”

It was then you felt the tears falling down your cheeks. It seemed like you’ve been crying for a while, you noticed, glancing down to find wet spots staining your jeans. You quickly wiped at your tears.

“Joshua…”

“Please, Y/N,” he whispered. His voice was weak, almost as if he was trying not to cry. “You ended this, so please, just let it end. You can’t keep torturing me like this… giving me hope with every call you make.” You heard him choke back a sob. you found you were doing the same.

“I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry too.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for,” you mumbled. You heard Joshua whimper, then curse to himself.

“I have to go. The boys will wonder what’s up.”

“Of course. Have fun—“

“Don’t call again, please.”

With those final words, Joshua hung up the phone. Your hand moved away from your ear, dropping your phone to the ground with an abrupt smack. Just as you had left him, Joshua did the same to you tonight, leaving you to cry with the empty bottle of tequila beside you on the floor.

The sticky toy fell later that night, dropping to the ground with a small thump.

yeah i cried while watching power of love 🤨 what of it?? i’m a member of seventeen apparently i’m allowed to cry about my members </3

i realized a lot just how much those 13 boys matter to me… woozi said we’re the reason he’s alive 💔 bestie ditto 100%. one of the only kpop groups who can make me happy in a millisecond after a bad day

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