Hello!! I'm Craving Angst Today >:>> Can I Ask For 3, 20 And 30 With Jun Or The8?

Hello!! I'm craving angst today >:>> can I ask for 3, 20 and 30 with jun or the8?

it feels like the end of a movie i've seen before — minghao

3. "Do you not have better things to do?" + 20. “Tell me lies and I will believe you.” + 30. "I guess I wasn't enough, was I?"

warnings: angst. pining. partically proofreaded

a/n: the first draft of this was horrible lmao but i'm satisfied of the way it came out. i must say this has to be one of my best writings i've ever done? idk. also, it's my first time writing the pining trope so it'll have some places it lack. other than that, i hope to hear y'alls thought on this! and always, likes + reblogs are very much appreciated! thank you anonie and hope this is enough angst for you! :D

"i guess i wasn't enough, was i?" you have finally speak out after a while. you could feel him shake his head since your eyes is glue down to staring your feet, fear of unabling to stop a tear if it is ever to spill.

"it was never if you were enough. it is more of if we were enough for this," he continues, "do you not have better things to do than to waste it on me, to waste it on us?" and the question sounds unreal 'cause you never expect anyone to say that to you, especially him.

"all i want to hear is that you love me back, that all of my feelings aren't put to waste, because i know wasting my time on you is the better things that i can ever do for myself. so please, just, just tell me lies and i'll believe you,"

worse than before, he isn't glancing at you anymore. he couldn't dare to, for he is the reason that has got you so vulnerable and fragile. yes, he had tried to reach out for the heart that is ready to love every inch of his being. all in vain when you were too far deep and he is too far out of reach.

he is sure that he hides his heart well, but his ears couldn't help but pick up the sound of it cracking. cracking because he doesn't feel that way, and he will continue to not feel anything that way for you.

he finally sucks out a shaky breath before muttering out the oh so sweet, addicting words that you beg for. "i love you too," he whispers to you, fully aware that his words has already got you dazing.

you were sure that this love have make you it's little bitch, chain up on each limbs, unable to grasp on him even if it meant you'll break every piece of you as it make you drink the destined poison without mercy. just from a glance of his sympathic eyes and soothing voice, everything about him seem to always make you feel like you had just drank the finest wine, which will lead you to your own destruction.

for you, the destruction disguising as love was xu minghao. the man who you swore on every constellation, galaxies, milky ways, but still isn't yours to say, mine. and he'll never be yours, not in this lifetime, nor the next.

introduce me a good person — 015. back to normal

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author’s note — poor soonyoung LMAO but we finally got ynwoo together!!! <3 there will be one more chapter and an epilogue and we’ll be done with imgp!! it feels like it was yesterday when i started this series and i always say this but i’m so grateful for all of the love i have received for this series and overall svt hospital! thank you all so so so much! and please do not forget to like, comment, and reblog <33

ITS LIKE A POLAROID LOVE

PAIRING bf ! maknae line x gf ! reader

GENRE fluff, established rs

PAIRING none

the regular | jeon wonwoo

summary | wonwoo couldn't really recommend anything at the bakery he worked at, he couldn't even handle going in a couple days a week. that is until he found his new favorite customer. genre | fluff, bakery!au, college!au warnings | none, i think let me know! word count | 1.6k words pairing | jeon wonwoo x gn!reader min | lowercase intended another request from @i-luvsang making me lose my mind out here....

dread. that's all wonwoo felt. he was honestly so sick and tired of the smell of baked goods. crazy, right? well, you try and work around all that food and not get sick of it.

sometimes it felt like he had a permeant scowl on his face whenever he clocked in with kihyun, the baker and owner. he wasn't sure why he was always so... displeased when he came to work. it was better than working at the work-study program his college provided and paid better too. yet, wonwoo hated smiling at rude customers when they demand he make them a new sourdough loaf because the one in the case looked "stale."

there was nothing "stale" about the loaf.

it was made that morning. like everything else made in the bakery.

and he wasn't even the baker.

today was no different. he clocked in, greeted the kihyun, swept the floor, took down the chairs, flipped the open sign, and sat down behind the register. he pulled out the book he hid under the counter and rested it in his lap. the sun began to peek over the buildings across from the bakery, and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep the book open for too long.

the morning rush went by like it usually did. the pleasant regulars looking for their bagels, the rude customers who didn't realize it wasn't a breakfast place with eggs, and the silent ones who never looked up from their phones to greet wonwoo.

"what would you suggest?" asked a young woman. wonwoo glanced between her and the case. "well, i think our sourdough makes great toast and grilled cheese sandwiches," he half-heartedly suggested. it wasn't a lie, but who knows maybe the baker changed the recipe and it tasted different. he wouldn't know, it had been months since he had the sourdough.

to be completely honest, he hadn't tried any of the goods for a while. when he first started working at the bakery, he ate there all the time. it was free and good, so he took advantage of his employee privileges. over time, he grew tired of everything and he couldn't bring it to himself to stomach any of it. that's what he gets for working in food service. "thanks! i'll get that then," she smiled.

"no problem, that'll be five dollars. i'll get that wrapped up for you," he said taking the cash and sliding off his stool to take out a loaf from the case. when he bent over and reached into the clear case he looked around the store through the glass. he liked doing this, it made him feel like a fish in a fishbowl.

then he saw you. he froze still inside the case. you looked around the cozy bake shop with a bag over your shoulder. your eyes scanned the store and then the case. you found wonwoo's eyes and he was snapped away from his trance. he blinked with panic and pulled himself from the case, bumping his head on the edge on his way up. he slipped the loaf into a bag and handed it to the woman. "thank you, i hope you enjoy," he said automatically. she smiled and walked off.

you were next in line.

"hi," he greeted.

"hi, is your head okay?" you asked motioning to the glass case. shit, you noticed. his hand flew up to the back of his head, "yeah, i'm all good. it happens more than you'd think." you giggled and looked around the case. "um, can i have three of those raspberry macarons?" he looked over at the neat stack of macarons and nodded. "that'll be eight dollars," he said and went to pack up the macarons in a small box.

"are those any good?" you asked casually as you pulled out your card to pay.

"um, yeah, i think so," he shrugged.

"think so as in your opinion, or you think so like you can't remember if they're good or not?"

"is both an acceptable answer?" he asked, passing the box over to you after your receipt began to print. you raised an eyebrow at him. "possibly. have a nice day..."

"wonwoo," he finished. "my name is wonwoo."

"wonwoo. have a nice day, wonwoo. i'm ___."

"nice to meet you, ___." with that, you smiled and left, and he addressed the next patron.

his shift finally ended and he took a quick look at what was left over. some bread he would bring home, a couple cookies, and exactly three raspberry macarons. he stared at the lined-up pastries and reached into the case to try one. it had been weeks, maybe months since he had burned out on baked goods.

raspberry macarons, hm, he never thought someone would go for those.

but when he tried it, he understood. it wasn't too sweet, but it was fresh and it melted in his mouth. maybe you would come back the next day for more.

"wonwoo, what are you doing here?" kihyun asked wiping his hands on his apron. "i didn't have you scheduled for today."

"oh, well, i, um, i just wanted to help out some," wonwoo offered.

"i'm always grateful for help, but you know thursdays are notoriously slow. shouldn't you be off doing college-kid things?"

"yeah, i guess. i just need some extra cash. did you make anymore raspberry macarons?"

"i did. you ask me that every day. i didn't realize people were actually buying them until a couple weeks ago."

"well, thank my amazing marketing skills," wonwoo jested.

after that day, wonwoo realized you came to the bakery every day like clockwork. he would get your coffee and macarons ready even before you would walk through the door. today, instead of your usual greeting you quizzed him, "what if i decided i didn't want raspberry macarons?"

"oh, do you not want these? i can get you something else. wow, it was silly of me to assume-"

"wonwoo, it was a hypothetical. it's kind of cute that you know my order."

he froze. cute? he was cute. you thought he was cute.

this was another win for the books.

the last win was when you noticed what he was reading and offered up some of your own recommendations. the two of you even talked about exchanging books at some point. "well, if you run out books to trade what should i do?" he had asked.

"um, well, i can recommend you some of these pastries and you can recommend me books," you shrugged.

"isn't recommending goods my job?"

"not when you haven't even eaten any of the goods for months!"

"well you only eat macarons!"

he hoped he would continue to have wins like that or another win when he actually worked up the nerve to ask you out.

you also started sitting at one of the small tables in the corner of the bakery to eat your macarons. it was a slow day, so wonwoo came out from behind the counter to chat. "are you sure, i'm not bothering you?" you asked, glancing around the practically empty bakery.

"oh no, it's fine. i like talking to you, it makes my shift more tolerable," he said. wait, he wasn't supposed to say that. not yet at least. "really? you like talking with me?" you giggled.

"yes! i mean, yeah. of course i do. you're funny, and smart, and actually really pretty," he paused. "wait, i don't think i was supposed to say all that to you." you smiled at him and took a sip of your coffee. you glanced out the window.

wonwoo had approximately five seconds to compose himself. he never acted like this, it was so out of character to be so flustered around someone he liked. he felt like he was on the playground in middle school and a girl came up to kiss him on the cheek as a dare. he was blushing for days.

"look, ___, i'm sorry if i made you uncomfortable, but ever since you started coming here, i've just wanted to see you again. i've picked up more shifts just so i can talk to you," he admitted, rushed. you looked back at him. he couldn't read the look on your face, but what he wasn't expecting was for you to grab his hand and wrap it in yours. "i'm flattered, wonwoo. to be completely honest, i started coming here every day in hopes of seeing you too," you smiled. god, he could kiss you right now. "wow, oh my god, i've been wanting to tell you this since i met you," he breathed for what felt like the first time in a couple minutes. "can i take you out on a date sometime? soon, preferably."

"yes. give me your phone, i'll put my number in it." he reached into his pocket for his phone when a woman and her daughter entered the bakery. wonwoo shot up, passed you his phone, kissed your cheek quickly, and made his way to the counter. what he didn't see was the look of shock on your face that quickly faded away into a grin as you typed in your phone number. "hi, how may i help you?" wonwoo activated his customer service mode.

"those macarons look good! would you recommend them?" the woman asked.

"yeah, actually i do, especially the raspberry ones," wonwoo grinned, but this time he didn't miss the way a cute smile spread across your face too.

min | i'm in my delulu era don't mind me guys! i keep having dreams about wonwoo and i just want him to hug me. this isn't proofread yet! leave feedback! reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

tagging: @a-wandering-stay

pairing: dino x gn!reader word count: 420 (hehe) warnings: none a/n: @leejungchans posted the dino teaser pictures and, well

au where you hesitantly get a gym membership to build some stamina and get some exercise, only sticking to exercise bikes and treadmills for the first three weeks, and avoiding interactions with anyone in the gym.

(just because you're avoiding interaction doesn't mean you haven't noticed other members, especially lee chan -- a guy your age with a stunning frame and even more devastating smile)

you finally decide to give some weightlifting a try, thinking you'll just start easy and see how it works. there's a little problem though, you don't have any experience with weights, and you don't have the confidence to ask the many instructors at this gym.

so here you are, standing in front of some equipment and looking up tutorials on your phone, when your frenzied googling is interrupted by the guy with the killer smile (+ biceps), politely asking you if you needed help.

"uh, yeah", you reply, thankfully not having completely lost your wits, "i think i most definitely need help".

lee chan chuckles. you try not to stare.

"never done this before, huh?"

"uh, no", you respond, "unless you count lifting groceries. i'm very new to this gym thing".

"that's alright", he smiles again, and you're sure this can't be good for your heart, "it's really simple".

[. . .]

a few weeks later you're grabbing your usual post-workout snack with chan, talking about this cute cafe you found near the gym.

"i want to go, but going alone seems a little sad", you explain, "i mean, it's probably fine. but it seems like a place you go with someone, y'know?"

"yeah, i get it", he replies, and you wonder if you're imagining the nervousness in his voice. he clears his throat lightly before adding, "we can go, if you like. it's close to here".

"what, like a date?"

crap. it's out before you can think about it. would you like to go on a date with chan? yes. he's been a good friend in the last few weeks. he's kind. he's funny. he's sincere. he's fucking hot. but that's probably not what he meant, and now he probably thinks you're secretly obsessed with him, and you're about to lose your beloved gym partner, and you'll have to find a new gym to save yourself from the --

"yeah, a date"

"oh". oh. OH. OH.

"i mean, we don't have to", he rambles on, "i totally understand if you don't want to. i know this might come out of nowhere -- "

"chan", you giggle, and he pauses, "sure, let's go on a date".

LOVE IN A PHOTOGRAPH

PAIRING hyung line ! bf x gf ! reader

GENRE fluff, established rs

WARNINGS none

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