Somehow I Am Both Chan And Minho In This

Somehow I am both Chan and Minho in this 😂😂

BAH…there is a reason fake dating is my favorite trope, and this is it!! Perfection, thank you so much E!!! 😌

Perilla Leaves

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Fake dating + Fluff + Friends to Lovers

Word Count: 1.1K

A/N: Requested by the wonderful and fabulous @delacyrose224​ as part of my 1,000 follower milestone celebration! In honor of the great perilla leaf debate and our dear, beloved, jealous Jungkook. 

You fiddled with the clasp on your clutch, opening it and closing it mindlessly as you waited for Jungkook to return with glasses of champagne for both of you. Looking around the room, you watched as your colleagues mingled with each other at cocktail tables, wearing sparkly evening gowns and black ties.

“Miss me?” Jungkook asked as he sidled up next to you, handing you a glass of bubbly liquid.

“Of course,” you sarcastically quipped, only to realize you were in earshot of other guests at the charity event, all of whom thought you and Jungkook were happily in love, “…babe.”

“Nice save,” Jungkook murmured into his glass while taking a sip. You gave him an apologetic smile, taking a sip of your own drink to try and tamp down the nerves.

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HE IS SO CUTE!!! 🤩🥹😍

ok but I need jungkook to know that he is the most beautiful stunning gorgeous person ever in the entire universe

ceilings

Pairing: Hwang Hyunjin x reader

Genre: Fluffy angst

Word Count: 1.4k

Author's Note: This just hurts but is also so sweet. Song of the day is ceilings by Lizzy McAlpine...so you've been warned!

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“Want to go to a bookstore? I’ve been wanting to get a new book about Impressionism to try and improve my watercolor technique…”

You smile at the blond boy sitting across from you over your honey vanilla latte.

“Sure, I’d love to. I could use a new book,” you respond.

“One of those spicy ones?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you with laughter spilling out of his lips.

“Jinnie, please…don’t pretend you’re not a gigantic romantic. I’ve seen you swoon over my ‘spicy books’, don’t think I haven’t noticed you reading over my shoulder,” you laugh, swatting your hand towards his chest.

He grabs your hand unexpectedly and drags you up from the table. You look up into his eyes that are sparkling with mischief. 

“Let’s go!” He pulls you towards the door as you fight to balance your coffee in your hand without spilling it. Glancing out the window, you notice that while you’ve been sitting inside, it’s begun to rain…quite hard.

“Hyunjin, it’s pouring!” He merely throws a grin over his shoulder towards you, relentless in his tugging you out the door.

You’re immediately met with puddles that soak through your Converse and socks.

“We’re going to get sick!” you exclaim over the din of the downpour.

Hyunjin merely grabs your coffee cup out of your hand, and replaces it with his own hand.

“Dance with me.”

Your eyes grow wide as raindrops start to run down your face.

“What?!”

“You heard me, let’s dance!” 

Looking up at his face, you can’t find it in yourself to say no. He looks too excited, too endearing. You place your empty hand on his shoulder and a giggle escapes you.

Hyunjin puts his free hand on your waist, and you start doing an awkward waltz in the middle of the sidewalk, passersby throwing you odd looks as they sidestep the two of you. You remain oblivious, focusing on the boy in front of you-his infectious smile, long blond hair sticking to the sides of his face, and the way his eyes are locked on yours. Despite the chill in the air from the rain, you can feel a warmth blooming throughout your body as you spin into Hyunjin’s chest, where he catches you and brings you into a hug.

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One damp bookstore trip later, Hyunjin is driving you back to your apartment. It had conveniently stopped raining as soon as you had stepped out of the store, and the heater is blasting, leaving you toasty as he pulls into a parking space just outside of the entrance to your building.

“I had fun,” you smile, unbuckling your seatbelt.

“I always have fun with you,” he returns. Your cheeks color at this, not wanting to leave-both because of the heat of the car, but also because of how Hyunjin makes you feel. Cozy, comfortable, and safe.

“...I have to go.” You’re not sure what else to say without pouring out every single emotion that’s threatening to spill out of you.

“Can I see you tomorrow?” The question is tentative, soft.

You nod. At this, Hyunjin leans across the middle console, pausing just shy of your face, an unspoken ask. You bridge the gap between the two of you, his plush lips connecting with yours. An immediate sigh leaves your mouth and you can feel him smile into the kiss.

As you come up for air, he moves to brush his lips over your forehead.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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“You’re lovely.”

“Hmm?” You slowly open your eyes to see Hyunjin laying beside you, a dreamy look on his face.

“You’re lovely,” he repeats, a soft smile overtaking his features. He reaches out a hand and traces his long fingers over your bare shoulders and collarbone. Though his touch is warm, it gives you goosebumps.

You feel shy under his gaze, though this is not the first time you’d been in the same bed together. No matter how long you've been seeing each other, you don’t think you’ll ever get fully used to the way he somehow manages to both smolder and look so soft at the same time…it’s infuriating.

A smile lifts the corner of his mouth as you try to pull the covers up toward your face, and he reaches for your hand to stop you.

“Don’t hide, I want to see you. Always.”

Everything in you wants to shout how much you love the man in front of you, but you’re not sure if that would scare him away. You hadn’t said that to each other yet-and you weren’t sure if you ever would. You weren’t exactly a couple…you weren’t sure what you were. The two of you never bothered to define anything, and you were scared to ruin everything by saying the wrong thing. 

You settle for resting your hands on each side of his face, drawing him into a deep kiss, hoping that all of the emotion you’re feeling can be conveyed through your actions.

You hope he understands.

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A few hours later, Hyunjin is driving you home again. As much as you wanted to stay, you had work the next morning, and Hyunjin’s place is too far to commute from.

The drive feels short as you sit thinking through your emotions, debating whether you needed to share how you felt with him. He seems to sense that you’re thinking about something, keeping quiet until he pulls up in front of your apartment.

“Penny for your thoughts?” he offers finally as you start to gather your bag from the floorboard.

You look over at him, concern lining his features. The streetlight is illuminating his face from behind, almost making it seem like there’s a halo surrounding him. Before you can think too hard, your mouth outpaces your brain.

“Hyunjin, I love you,” you blurt, palm immediately flying up to your mouth as if it can take the words back.

His face is inscrutable for a moment, and the silence feels as though it might swallow you whole. You scramble for the door handle, but you feel a hand on your wrist as you start to open the door. Turning back, Hyunjin’s lips are crashing against yours with fervor, with so many emotions buried in his kiss that it brings tears to your eyes.

As he backs away, you can see that his eyes are glassy. “I love you too. So much.” 

At this admission, the tears roll down your cheeks.

“Why are you crying, lovely?” He swipes gently across your cheeks with his thumb, and you give a hiccuping laugh.

“...I could ask you the same thing.” You bring your hand up to his cheek, mirroring his actions. He smiles.

“I’m so lucky to love you, that’s why.”

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“Earth to weirdo…what’s so interesting out there? I don’t even know how you can see anything.”

Hyunjin’s words bring you crashing back down to reality, and you glance down at your watch. You’d been staring out of his car window for the past hour or so, watching rain move in rivulets across the glass. 

You blink rapidly as you realize that you have tears in your eyes, trying to get rid of them. Once you feel like you look normal, you turn to look at your best friend in the driver’s seat. He looks over at you, grinning, and you can feel your heart squeeze in your chest. You’re so hopelessly in love with him and have been since you can remember-apparently it’s gotten so bad that you’ve just imagined a whole entire relationship with him in the time it’s taken you to drive across the city.

“We’re almost there!” he enthuses. “I know you haven’t dated anyone in a while, but I really think you’ll like this guy. We used to fight a lot when we first met-he’s just a lot different than me. A little chaotic, but funny and he’s actually a musician. I think you’ll get along great!”

You manage a small smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes. 

“What’s his name again?”

“Jisung,” he replies, looking over at you. His face falls when he takes in your expression. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” you say hastily. “It’s like you said, I haven’t dated in a while and meeting new guys makes me nervous.”

“Well, like I said, I think he’s a good fit for you. And no pressure, it’s a group hangout, not a date. So if you don’t like him, that’s fine too,” Hyunjin reassures you.

You want to scream at him to stop, to turn around and take you home. Instead you nod almost imperceptibly, and he focuses back on the road. You feel bad for Jisung-you’re sure he must be a nice guy if he’s friends with Hyunjin. He might even be cute. 

The only problem is…he’s not Hyunjin. 

He never will be.

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Underneath the Tree

Pairing: Han Jisung x reader

Genre: Pure Christmas fluff!

Word Count: 2.3k

Author's Note: Today's tune is Underneath the Tree by Kelly Clarkson! This is my first SKZ fic, so I'm a little nervous to throw this out into the world, but what better time than the holidays. I hope everyone is able to rest and spend time with loved ones as we head into 2023. Enjoy!

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“Hello?”

You step cautiously through the doorway into a large cabin, enough to hold 10 people.

“HELLO?!” 

The man behind you exclaims directly in your ear, making you jump. You twist around, only to find Han Jisung laughing. You swat at his arm, catching him off guard.

“Hey, what was that for?!” He rubs at the spot you hit, pouting.

“For being a jerk, that’s what! You just yelled in my ear for no reason!” you pout back at him, huffing a strand of hair out of your face. It does no good, falling right back in front of your eyes.

“Not no reason, I wanted to see if anyone was here, same as you. Duh.” 

You narrow your eyes and he just laughs some more. 

“Well, no one’s here. Clearly. I thought Chris was supposed to be here before us…weren’t we the only ones that still had work today before the holidays started?” 

You were supposed to come up to this cabin for a long weekend getaway with Jisung, your best friend Meg, and all of Jisung’s bandmates and friends…yet somehow you had arrived first.

“Yeah, I wonder if they stopped for snacks or something on the way…they didn’t need to, the cabin came fully stocked. I made sure to double check when I booked it.” Jisung shrugs and turns to head back out to his car. “I’ll check in on them…in the meantime, I’ll grab all the games we brought. You need anything?” 

You shake your head and move to go inside and explore, but before you can go too far Jisung grabs your arm, turning you towards him. 

“What?” you ask.

He gently reaches forward, tucking the errant strand of hair you’d been fighting behind your ear.

“Nothing.”

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You’ve been wandering the house for 30 minutes while Jisung has been back and forth unloading his car. The cabin feels huge, and houses 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms (including one with a really fancy tub), a hot tub, and the biggest kitchen you’ve ever seen. You’ve found yourself in the living room, which has a fireplace as well as several giant bookshelves you’re now perusing.

“Anything good?” A sudden whisper in your ear causes you to jump for the second time that day.

Again, Jisung is laughing as you catch your breath and look at him. 

“Ji, if you don’t stop! You’re knocking years off my life, I swear…”

“That just means you will have spent more of your life with me,” he smirks. “My question still stands…find anything good?”

You feel slightly embarrassed as you motion towards a stack of books you’d been building on the side table beside you. There’s no way you’d get through them all this weekend, but that wouldn’t stop you from trying.

Jisung kneels down to inspect the books. “Meet Me Under the Mistletoe…The 12 Dates of Christmas…Once Upon a Time in December…seems like there’s a theme here, hmm?” He looks up at you, eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Is it a crime that I want to read seasonal romances now?” you huff indignantly.

He stands up, his face closer to you than you’d necessarily be comfortable with. “Why would you want to read something like that when I’m right here?”

You don’t know how to answer that question. You’d been friends with Han Jisung for a good 5 years, and what he didn’t know was that you may or may not have had a crush on him for 4 of those years. It became apparent to you within the last year that you needed to move on and accept that the two of you were just friends. Most of the time, this wasn’t that difficult. When he was staring into your eyes, his face inches from yours, asking questions related to romance and himself…it got a little harder.

He finally breaks the silence with laughter, his cheeks rounding out in a way that you’d always adored.

“Anyway…” you clear your throat, “what happened to Chris and the other boys?”

Jisung’s face falls immediately.

“About that…so, Chris got sick last minute. No one else could drive.”

“And Meg had to go see family, which means…”

“It’s just us all weekend!” 

You stare at each other. Jisung has a tentative smile on his face, but the longer the silence goes on, the more it starts to fall.

“...unless you want me to just take you home?” he asks softly.

Could you handle all weekend with just him? You’re not sure. But you absolutely can’t handle him looking like a kicked puppy.

“Never. Let’s make the most of it!” you exclaim, trying to hype yourself up.

“Yes! I’m so excited, this is gonna be the best weekend ever!!” He runs over, throwing his arms around you and spinning you in a circle before placing you back on the ground.

Your heart is pounding from the close contact, and you’re desperately hoping your friend didn’t notice. 

What had you just agreed to?

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After unpacking your things in one of the many bedrooms, you come back down to the living room, only to see a massive tree in the corner by the fireplace. You’re sure that wasn’t there before…you would have noticed a tree, right?

Jisung comes into the room just then, carrying a large gray plastic tub which he sets by the tree.

“Oh, hey…I didn’t realize you’d come down,” he grins.

“I just did, but what is this?” you gesture towards the tree, confused.

“Oh, I found that Christmas tree in one of the million rooms down here and brought it in here…felt more festive,” he shrugs.

You stare at the tree. It’s a pine tree for sure, but there’s nothing on it.

Jisung follows your stare and nudges the tub with his foot. “That’s what this is for. Decorations.”

“So the people that own this cabin left an undecorated Christmas tree and decorations? They really thought of everything.”

He shakes his head. “No, they left the tree. I brought the decorations.”

“Huh?”

“I knew there was going to be a tree, but it needed decorations. So I brought some.”

You can’t help but clap your hands in excitement.

“So let’s decorate!!”

The two of you string white lights around the massive tree, which is easily at least 6.5-7ft tall. Once the lights are on, you turn back to the tub of decorations, which has a massive amount of blue and silver ornaments in it.

You lift a bauble delicately out of the container and place it gently on the tree.

“Perfect,” Jisung whispers beside you. You turn and he’s looking directly at you. 

Willing yourself to do anything but think too hard about what’s happening, you blurt out, “Blue and silver are my favorite colors for Christmas decorations…it looks like a winter wonderland!”

Jisung smiles. “I know, that’s why I brought them.” 

You wish you could melt into the floor. Alas…you are solid and your body refuses to be anything but.

“W-what about everyone else?” you splutter. 

“You get into Christmas stuff the most, so I figured everyone else could just deal.”

You smile despite yourself, knowing his statement is true.

“...thanks.” 

His smile lights up, rivaling the lights on the tree. “Now let’s get this tree decorated!”

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The two of you stand back, marveling at your handiwork. The tree is dripping with lights, and too many ornaments to count. 

The only thing left is a glittering silver star. Too bad the top of the tree is too tall for either of you to reach, and there’s no ladder in sight.

“Here,” Jisung hands you the star. “I’ll lift you up, and you should be able to reach the top.”

You stare dumbfounded. 

“What? Come on, I’m not that weak…I’ve been lifting lately!” he almost whines at you, pushing up his sleeve and flexing his bicep.

This is it…this is how it all ends. One of your best friends flexing at you, inviting you to have him wrap his arms around your waist and lift you up to put a star on top of a Christmas tree.

You find yourself numbly nodding, stepping forward as Jisung moves behind you, pushing up his other sleeve.

“Ji, be careFUL!!” you screech as you’re suddenly lifted off the ground with no warning, his arms wrapped snugly around you.

“I’ve got you, it’s fine,” he laughs, stepping slightly closer to the tree. You use one hand to steady yourself against the branches and use the other to extend the star towards the top-only problem is, you’re still not quite high enough.

“Hannie, I still can’t reach…let me down, it’s fine without a star.”

“Not on my watch…hold on a sec,” he tightens his grip around you before suddenly hoisting you up and lowering his hold from your waist to your hips.

You let out a small gasp at the sudden movement, causing the man beneath you to huff out a laugh. 

“Try now.” You steady yourself again, and reach towards the top with the star, managing to slide the decoration on the topmost branch.

“Got it!” you exclaim triumphantly, looking over your shoulder at Jisung.

“I knew we could do it!” he beams. “Hold steady…going down.” He loosens his grip on your hips, which makes you slowly slide down and into his arms. His hands end up on your waist again, but this time they’re on your bare skin, your shirt bunched up from the downward movement.

You turn in his arms, his hands staying on your waist. He looks a little lost for words, his eyes wide as they meet yours.

“You’re strong,” you breathe out. “Thanks for not dropping me.”

His eyes fall to your mouth, watching each word as if it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever heard. You can feel your cheeks color as you really come to terms with your former crush (who maybe is turning back into a current crush) having his hands on your waist and eagerly staring at your lips.

“Hannie?”

His eyes draw back up to yours. “Hmm?” His head tilts adorably to the side, making him resemble a squirrel.

“You can let go now.”

This seems to snap him back to reality, though you notice that his hands linger even while he removes them, seemingly in no hurry to stop touching you.

“I’ll start a fire for us and make some hot chocolate from scratch, how’s that sound?”

You hum in agreement and he smiles brightly.

“Grab a seat on the couch, I’ll get everything ready.”

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Fifteen minutes later, you’re snuggled up on the couch, book in hand and a blanket over your lap. While you’d been decorating, the sun had set, so the only light in the room was coming from the fireplace and the Christmas lights on the tree. Just as you’re turning the page, you feel a presence behind you.

“Whatcha reading?” Jisung peers over the couch, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Once Upon a Time in December,” you smile, glancing over at him out of the corner of your eye.

“...’s good?” he asks, breath tickling your neck.

You hum in reply. 

“Good.” He moves back toward the kitchen, reappearing with two mugs of hot chocolate. “Homemade hot chocolate for the lady,” he says, gently handing you a mug that reads ‘Peas On Earth’. 

“Peas on Earth?” you snicker.

“And goodwill to men,” he laughs, sitting next to you. “Read to me?”

“What?”

“Will you read to me? You said it was good…or were you lying?” he smirks.

“No, it is good. But why do you want me to read to you?”

“It’s a Christmas story, it feels appropriate…and I like the sound of your voice.” The latter part of his sentence is much quieter, with a tinge of embarrassment.

“...okay.” Your voice is quiet to match his, and you adjust yourself to a more comfortable position.

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30 minutes later, you’re curled into the corner of the couch, Jisung’s head in your lap. He hums contentedly as you read, your fingers gently carding through his hair.

You pause for a moment and he looks up at you sleepily.

“Why’d you stop?”

You smile down at him. “I need to drink something, my voice is going away.”

He jolts up next to you, immediately concerned. “Why didn’t you say something before? I’m so selfish, wanting you to read, and now you’re going to go hoarse!”

You bring your hands to his cheeks, forcing him to stop talking. “Ji, hush…I wanted to read, you’re fine. I’ll just finish off my hot chocolate.” You reach over to your mug, draining the last of its contents.

You place it back on the table, waiting for Jisung to lay back down, but he doesn’t. Instead, he’s staring at you intently.

“...what?”

He scoots closer to you. “You’ve got…just there…” He reaches forward, gently swiping his thumb across your upper lip. Meanwhile, you would like to melt again. Or combust, whichever comes first.

You can see whipped cream on his thumb as he lifts it off your face, and your face colors both from embarrassment and proximity to him.

“Is it gone?”

Jisung shakes his head, leaning closer again-but this time, it’s his lips hovering just over yours.

“...is this okay?” he whispers, eyes locked on yours.

You swallow thickly, nodding. His lips connect with yours softly at first, then more insistently as one of his hands grabs your waist and the other works its way into your hair.

The moment doesn’t feel real-your crush of four years (okay, five) is kissing you, in a cabin, in front of a Christmas tree. Your heart is beating a million miles an hour and you can’t quite breathe-but that might be because you’ve just sighed into Jisung’s mouth and he’s now taken your bottom lip gently between his teeth.

Before things can get more heated, he draws away from you, eyes sparkling. “I think all the whipped cream’s gone,” he laughs, leaning in to place another quick kiss on your lips.

You reach out and swat at his chest, which makes him laugh even harder.

“I hate you, Han Jisung,” you giggle.

He raises his eyebrows, smirking. 

“I hate you more.”

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