OMG I SAW YOUR POST ABOUT REQUEST AND I HOPE ITS STILL OPEN. But Could You Please Right An AU About They

OMG I SAW YOUR POST ABOUT REQUEST AND I HOPE ITS STILL OPEN. But could you please right an AU about they meet and date in college. I've been dieing for a good college AU!

Hi, I would love to do a college au! Could you please specify who and maybe a few details you might want throughout?

Lovely, definitely a favorite!

talk it out // l.jh

this is unnecessary, you think. you shouldn’t be fighting like this, with words that pierce and tears that prick at both your eyes. the two of you don’t find the need to shout but you are stubborn and he is even more so.

‘when did you ever think about what i wanted? when did i ever have a choice? all this time, it’s been you, you, you!’ you say, feeling the energy drain out of you. you deflate just a bit, shoulders slumping in exhaustion.

'did you ever care about me? about the things i wanted?’ you look at him, bleary eyes desperately searching his face for any kind of answer.

something, you need something.

jihoon doesn’t look you in the eye. instead he remains facing the window of your living room, running a hand through his hair in frustration as his chest rose and fell with deep breaths.

’jihoon, say something’ you plead. 'please’.

jihoon runs a hand down his face, pinching the bridge of his nose with his arms folding across his chest. you stare at him, still waiting, hoping, that he’d talk to you. that he’d understand.

silence passes between the two of you. to others, it would have only been a few minutes but it feels like hours to you. a frown settles itself on your face and you let out a sigh, your heart dropping at the fact that jihoon couldn’t even speak to you.

'suit yourself jihoon. this’ you say gesturing between the two of you as jihoon shoots you a surprised expression 'is supposed to be a relationship. and people talk in relationships, jihoon. that’s how things work. and we’ you said, pausing for a bit as your throat choked up. you take a deep breath before continuing 'aren’t working out.’

turning on your heel to walk towards the bedroom, you make it about half-way down the hall before rapid footsteps sound behind you and a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist to pull you back.

you let out a gasp as jihoon buries his face in your shoulder.

'jih-’ you start, but stop when his arms tighten further on your waist.

'can we stop. can we just not talk?’ he says into your shoulder. you move to unwrap his arms from your waist, wanting to just be alone for a while to sort yourself out. but jihoon is adamant about letting you go, gripping onto you tighter than you had imagined.

'please just let me hold you’ he whispers into your shoulder and you freeze.

never, never had you heard him sound so defeated. so quiet. it wasn’t like him at all. not the jihoon who would laugh so freely, not the jihoon that smiled at you thinking you didn’t notice.

this jihoon was tired, scared and desperate.

you close your eyes, breathing in while hesitantly placing hand over the ones on your waist. jihoon turns you around slowly in hus arms and cups your face lightly.

'jihoon’

'i’m sorry. i’m sorry for not being here and i’m sorry for putting you through this.’ he whispers to you, closing his eyes and leaning in to place his forehead against yours.

you bite your lip and grip the hand on your cheek. 'w-we have to talk, okay? we can’t keep going like this.’ you choke out, bringing your hand up to wipe the tears on his face. 'i miss you, jihoon’ you whisper to him.

'i know and i’m sorry i never did. my love, i would do anything for you.’

you let out a choked laugh and smile at him, caressing your thumb over his cheek.

'i know’

This is such a good fic, it’s definitely number 1.

Redamancy, Chapter 8 - Lee Jihoon

Pairing: Husband!JihoonxReader

Genre: Angst, the tiniest amount of Fluff

Chapter: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven | EIGHT | nine |

Word Count: 3.4K

A/N: My longest chapter yet. Hope you enjoy this one!

Recommended Song: Nam Woo Hyun - Nostalgia

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Silence and darkness are the only things that welcome Jihoon home this time. And the stark comparison to your beaming face makes it obvious to him that something isn’t right. He immediately runs to your shared room to find nothing but darkness. He checks the bathroom, the closet, and then hurries out, calling out your name. He takes out his phone to call you while he’s running upstairs and goes straight to your Haven, flicking the lights on as he passes.

Jihoon receives an instant answer on his call, a machine-like voice that tells him you’re busy. It makes his steps falter in front of the Haven’s door. His heart is beating vigorously as he prays that he’ll find you inside, just too caught up in your own world. Slowly he pushes the door and his hand drops from the handle.

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Reblogging so that I won’t lose this masterpiece

Challenge / Mingyu x Reader

You turn the tables on Mingyu and come out of what was supposed to be a ploy to get you into his bed as a winner, leaving him flustered, surprised, and, most importantly, craving more of you.

pairing: college!au – Mingyu x Reader

warnings: this is just 5k words worth of flirting, teasing + sexual themes

words: 5.1k

ANON REQUEST: Can I request a college fuckboy Mingyu scenario? Whatever happens is fine ☺️

You weren’t a new face at college parties. You’ve been to a handful of them since you started school here but you couldn’t say you ever created any long-lasting memories there. Getting drunk and spending the entire night slurring your words and befriending random strangers wasn’t your ideal past-time activity and neither was watching other people do that.

And yet, even though you didn’t really enjoy the crowds that you’ve seen at parties like this, you still couldn’t help but show up at some of the usual end-of-the-week ragers that a group of students from your year was hosting simply because your roommate refused to participate in anything that involved any kind of alcohol and you were craving a way to relax after mid-terms. Lying on your bed and staring at the ceiling the entire weekend didn’t seem quite as fun as getting so drunk, you finally numbed some of the anxiety you’d been feeling for two weeks now.

You were only on your second drink when–while trying to avoid a group of three girls who kept laughing in a very loud and intimidating way–you stumbled into the living room, excited to find some peace on one of the white – bad choice – couches by the furthest wall of the room, and then ended up becoming the very center of attention when a tall, half-drunk guy plopped himself on the couch next to you, all while yelling something at his friends across the room.

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Hello~

Hiya! My names Mei or Jxnko (Janko), I’m a new seventeen writer. Well, not entirely new, I used to write on wattpad a long time ago, but that’s in the past. Since it’s summer break I’ve decided to start some light writing about my favourite people!

Here are some things about me:

I’m 5′3″

I’m a pacific islander

I’ve been a Carat since the Pretty U era

My Ult is Woozi

My Biases for each unit are Woozi, Wonwoo, and Minghao

{you should also follow me on Instagram @cosmonaut.cowboy although it’s not a fanpage  (●´ω｀●)}

Messing Up

Type: angst, mentions of depression, explicit language, based off lyrics from Oliver Tree’s Miracle Man

{Y/N and Jihoon get into a fight and regretful words are said}

[It’s my first time writing a fic in a long time, please excuse me if it sucks, I also had to rewrite it from memory because it accidentally got deleted]

Jihoon often stayed late at the studio with Bumzu these days. You hated always feeling lonely when he was gone but there was nothing you could do besides wait for him. You would leave food out for him and you would wake up to it untouched and a text saying “sorry I already ate with hyung” 

You were starting to think he was avoiding you and using work as the excuse. That was always the thought at the back of your mind these past weeks. You guys were never open to each other like you were when you guys had started dating. Back, then you would tell him all about your “issues” and he would tell you his.

Today you wanted to let it all out, tell him how you’ve been feeling lately and ask him about his feelings too. You didn’t want to feel the way you did when you guys met, you didn’t want to depress yourself with the feelings and emotions of loneliness.

You cooked the last 2 packs of ramen you had and set the table. Then you waited for Jihoon to come home... you waited.... and waited.... and waited.

He usually came home around 6am but it was now 10am, so you decided to text him to check if was coming home at all today.

Y/N: Are you coming home today?

Jihoon: yea i just had sum stuff to work on

Y/N: ok

Ten minutes passed and you heard the door unlock.

“I’m home!” he yelled, usually you would run up and hug him and kiss him and ask him how his day went like you used to some time ago, those hugs and kisses stopped one day and you didn’t know exactly when.

“Can we talk real quick hoonie?” you said forcing yourself to flash an empty smile.

“Sure babe” he said as he showed you his best fake smile. At this point you felt so numb next to him for some reason, he smelled of soju and pizza, you could tell he was a bit tipsy and on edge.

But you could no longer hold back your emotions, as your smile faded you said “Are you avoiding me? Just tell me what you want! Am I not enough for you?!” you weren’t expecting yourself to burst out like that so suddenly.

You could see the anger rise in him. His outbursts weren’t uncommon, they usually happened after he came off of work like today.

You didn’t expect what happened next, then again you don’t exactly blame him for it either. He got up and stormed to the medicine cabinet and grabbed your antidepressants, he held them up and yelled: “FUCKING UP YOUR LIFE, WAS IT ENOUGH FOR YOU??!”.He then violently threw them on the ground, pills scattering across the floor.

You didn’t know what to say, so instead, you smiled calmly, grabbed your phone, purse, and jacket.

“Umm I don’t know what just happened, but it definitely wasn’t what I had expected haha, umm foods on the table. It’s cold. I’m going, I don’t know where. I have to process this, I’ll pick my stuff up later...”

and with that, you left.

Jihoon began to bawl, muffling his sobs through his hands. Left with the memory of his mistake and the look in your eyes when you left. He messed up and all he could think about was how he saw your eyes fall out of love with him as you closed the door.

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{sorry this is a really bad fic but I had to get my overflowing angsty emotions out}