Sunny Burns (Exo!Kai)

Sunny Burns (Exo!Kai)

Type: Fluff ❁

Pairing: Exo!Kai x Reader

A/N: I swear, y’all. Your hearts gonna friggin melt. He can be so cute, I swear.

Summary: It’s a nice summer day, so Y/N, Jongin, and their son, Jun-ha decide to go to the beach. After a lack of protection, Jongin and Jun-ha end up nursing their massive sunburns. Hopefully Y/N can put up with theirwhining.

Jongin, Jun-ha, and I are sitting in the living room, watching tv. Jun-ha is coloring a picture of what appears to be a dog and often gets up to show us his progress. I glance over at Jongin, seeing him looking bored. His head nods off as he’s falling asleep. I push him to wake him up and he sits up straight.

“Jongin, let’s go out today. It’s so nice out and I’d hate to waste the entire day inside.” I tell him. He smiles at me and stands up. Jun-ha does the same, having heard everything. They beam excitedly, running into the room. I hear drawers and closet doors open and close. I wait patiently, waiting for an explanation to what they have planned. Usually Jongin will start preparing for something before he’s even positive it’s going to happen.

The two emerge from the bedroom holding up their swim trunks. I raise an eyebrow at them while they grin at me.

“Care to explain?” I ask after a few moments of silence.

“Let’s go to the beach!” Jongin suggests, sounding like a schoolgirl who just got asked out.

“Please, Mommy!” Jun-ha begs. He smiles his best smile. I smile back and roll my eyes.

“I’ll pack the snacks.” I say, moving from my spot. Jongin and Jun-ha start dancing around, excitedly. I giggle as I go to get ready.

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The car ride to the beach is filled with singing and laughter. I look back to and see Jun-ah looking happy as can be. He kicks his legs in his car seat while he sings along to the kids radio. Jongin and I sing with him, making him giggle.

We arrive at the beach in a flash. Jongin unloads the car while I unbuckle Jun-ah. When I put him on the sand, he runs back to the car, looking for something.

“What is it, Jun-ah?” I ask as he moves his toys around. He jumps back out and holds up his tiny pair of sunglasses. I giggle at him, kissing his head. He makes his way over to the beach towel that Jongin set up. Jun-ah removes his sandals and his shirt. He starts running towards the tide, but is stopped by Jongin picking him up.

“Where do you think you’re going, mister?” He asks Jun-ah. He puts him down to strap on his life vest.

“Am I ready now, Daddy?” He asks, bundling with excitement. Right as Jongin is about to say yes, I interrupt them.

“Not yet. You guys haven’t applied sunscreen yet.” I tell them, applying some to myself.

“Aw, come on, Y/N. We don’t need sunscreen, it’s only for sensitive people. And we’re strong, aren’t we Jun-ah?” He asks, his son nodding enthusiastically.

“Fine, go have fun.” I say, sitting in my beach chair. They giggle as they run towards the water. I watch them play with each other, relaxing in the summer heat. Jun-ah squeals with laughter as he swims the best he can. He and Jongin are hit with wave after wave. They wave at me as I watch them with a smile on my face. I wave back.

After a while, they get out of the water and start building a sandcastle. The tide washes it away a few times and I laugh, getting up to help them. We grab the plastic pails and shovels, creating our tiny castle. When we’ve finished, Jun-ah excitedly stabs the flag into the top. I take a few pictures of them next to our masterpiece.

“Okay, guys, time for lunch.” I say, opening our cooler and pulling out our sandwiches.

“Thank you, Mommy!” Jun-ah says, accepting his sandwich.

“Yes, thank you, Mommy.” Jongin kisses my cheek, grabbing his sandwich as well. I smile at them, taking a bite out of my food. As we eat, Jun-ah rubs his arms and winces.

“Mommy, my skin hurts.” He tells me. I look and see that he’s red all over. Both of them are.

“What did I say?” I ask smiling at them while they squirm in their burnt skin.

“Y/N, it really hurts.” Jongin whines. “Do you have any aloe vera?”

“Nope, I only brought sunscreen, didn’t think we’d need aloe because we’d have sunscreen on us. But you insisted you didn’t need it.” I say sarcastically. I laugh at Jongin’s shiny red skin.

“Come on, Y/N! It hurts.”

“Mommyyyy!” Jun-ah joins in.

“Fine.” I give in, grabbing the bottle of aloe I had prepared and smearing some on their burns. “Now, what did we learn?” I ask.

“Always wear sunscreen?” Jun-ah guesses. I smirk at him.

“Mommy is always right.” I correct.

“Oh, yes, she is.” Jongin agreed, kissing me.

“Ewww!” Jun-ah screams in childish disgust.

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Drabble List #2

“That’s how the story goes.”

“None of this is your fault.”

“I know it hurts.”

“Are you serious?”

“You’re safe now.”

“No one’s going to hurt you.”

“I don’t understand.”

“This isn’t what I wanted.”

“My head hurts.”

“I’m right here, okay?”

“Wow, you look… amazing.”

“Are you okay?”

“Who did this?”

“I made a mistake.”

“When I’m with you, I’m home.”

“There’s nothing I can do anymore.”

“This is going to hurt.”

“That was kind of hot.”

“Please don’t let me be alone.”

“Don’t try to fix me. I’m not broken.”

“It’s never too late to get back up again.”

“What if one day I wake up and you don’t?”

“I immediately regret this decision.”

“I’m not okay.”

“I’m scared.”

“You’re the one thing keeping me sane right now.”

“Please stay with me.”

“Please help me.”

“It’s okay to cry.”

“Is that blood?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“You’re everything to me.”

“I’d like to see you try.”

“Are you testing me?”

“I just wanted to let you know that I think you’re beautiful.”

“I’m lost without you.”

“You have my word.”

“I’m just tired.”

“It just… hurts.”

“Do you promise?”

“I’m not drunk enough for this.”

“Why are you shaking?”

“I never meant to hurt you.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“Please don’t shut me out.”

“Go back to sleep.”

“I can take care of myself just fine.”

“This is new.”

“Take off your shirt.”

“Be you. No one else can.”

“I can’t breathe.”

“Are you going to talk to me?”

“I’m sorry.”

“They’re gone.”

“Just smile. I really need you to smile right now.”

“Would you just hold still?”

“I miss the way things used to be.”

“Am I dead?”

“Look at me.”

“Can we just pretend like we’re normal for once?”

“I told you not to fall in love with me.”

“Please shut up. Just shut up.”

“Please tell me it’s going to be okay.”

“Yell, scream, cry, please, just say something, anything.”

“When you smile, I fall apart.”

“If I die, I’m never speaking to you again.”

“If you don’t want to talk about it then say so. Don’t lie and pretend to be fine when you clearly aren’t.”

“This isn’t what it looks like.”

“I just really miss talking to you.”

“I can’t do this on my own.”

“I’ve got you.”

“We’ll figure this out.”

“Please don’t say goodbye.”

“You’ve shown me what love can feel like.”

“You make me feel alive.”

“I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

“There is nothing wrong with you.”

“I’m just looking out for you.”

“Be careful.”

“You owe me.”

“Come with me.”

“I trust you.”

“I didn’t want you to see this.”

“I’ve been praying for you.”

“Take my jacket. It’s cold outside.”

“I’ll walk you home.”

“Let me help.”

“Come here.”

“You’re holding back.”

“Remember when we were little?”

“We’re all a little stronger than we think we are.”

“Don’t sell yourself short.”

“This isn’t who I am.”

“I’m willing to wait for it.”

“Are you ready for this?”

“You can do this.”

“Your life was my life’s best part.”

“You were always gold to me.”

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“I’m fine with where I am now.”

“We all want to be somebody.”

“Promise me you’ll come back.”

“I don’t know anyone else who can make me feel this way.”

“I’ve never felt stronger than when you’re with me.”

“I believe in you.”

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They find your little notes (Exo Reaction)

Baekhyun

While rummaging through his bag for his clothes, he saw something peculiar. Something that wasn’t there when he’d packed it. He saw a small container of tteokbokki with a note attached to it. He picked it up and opened it. It read, “I know you don’t like hot foods, but this can really spice up your life.” There was a winky face drawn next to it.

Baekhyun gulps as he looks to the tteokbokki. ‘For Y/N.’ He thought to himself as he opened the container and took one out. He took a minimal bite, expecting his taste buds to sear in pain. Although that didn’t happen. In fact, they were quite mild. He looked at the note in confusion, turning it around. “Sike, I know you’re too sensitive to eat anything spicy. Enjoy!” It said with a kissy face.

He couldn’t help but laugh at this little prank. He knew only you’d do something like this.

D.O.

Kyungsoo was ready for the next few hours of practice but was already panting from the warmup. He’d decided to grab some water for himself. However, while he was drinking, he saw something weird through the water. It looked like something was written on the inside of the wrapper of the water bottle. Pulling the wrapper off, he read the little note. It said, “I see you’re thirsty, but sadly I can’t be there to quench it. So, drink up!”

He noticed a little tiny drawing that looked like a chibi version of you. He blushed at how cute and creative you could be. He found this super adorable.

Chen

You were always asleep when he left and he never woke you. He didn’t want to disturb you. So it came as a surprise when he found a note in his practice bag. He opened it and saw a drawing of a rose. The words read, “Roses are red, but sometimes they’re thorny. When you’re gone all day, I get really...” it trailed off and he turned to the back of the card, blushing at what he anticipated it to say. He was taken aback when he read it.

“...Corny. I know what you were thinking, shame on you. You should get back to practice instead of thinking dirty thoughts.” He laughed loudly and put the letter away. He made a mental note to get payback when he got home.

Sehun

Sehun was one of the more dedicated dancers in the groups. He’d practice so much that, sometimes, he wouldn’t get time to spend with you. Whenever you would find him, he’d be practicing and it would be close to impossible to stop him. So you decided to give him a little gift, to show him how you felt.

He was in the bathroom at the studio, changing into his practice clothes, when he noticed something at the bottom of his bag. It was a lollipop with a note tied to it. “I know you love lollipops, I also know you’re not supposed to eat sweets. You can’t have your lollipop if I can’t have mine.” It said. There was a little red devil doodled on the side. He laughed at your actions of revenge and put the candy back.

Suho

You’d often see Junmyeon looking very stressed. Being the leader of Exo, he had most of the spotlight. He was their example and he had to be responsible. Whenever one of the members have a problem, they go to him for help and he can never say no. You love that he has such a good heart and he loves to help others, but he needed to think of himself every once and a while. Whenever you would see him in a super stressed mood, you would hide a container of his favorite sushi and a motivational quote in his bag.

It would always make his day. Being someone who has to basically take care of his group, it felt nice for him to be cared for and thought of. He loved how you would always be there to relieve him of any stresses he had.

Kai

(Look at dis shy baby)

It was Jongin’s first time back at practice ever since he’d injured his ankle. He’d been so upset that he couldn’t dance and you saw his eyes burn with a passion to move. He was very limited, but once that cast came off, he was the happiest guy in the world. He proudly walked into the practice room and reached into his bag.

He pulled out his shoes and found a folded piece of paper inside. He unfolded it and read it. “Break a leg, Jongin-ah! Although this time, just go along with the metaphor, not everything needs to be taken seriously. Hehe~” He smiles at this, giggling at your joke. He had a feeling this was coming, you’d never pass up a joke like that.

Xiumin

Lately, Minseok has been getting some criticism about his weight and was feeling a bit insecure. He was such a people pleaser that he’d sacrifice his own happiness for theirs. It broke your heart to see him bending over backward for them. You wanted him to feel comfortable inside his own body and not change for anyone but himself. He was perfect the way he was and you wanted him to know that.

As he arrived at the studio, he received a text from you. “Hai, Min-min! I don’t know if you’re practicing right now and I know they take your phones during practice, but hopefully, you get this before then. I know you are working hard to lose weight and whatnot, but I want you to know that you can’t let those fans destroy you. I love your spirit and I don’t want it to be broken. Your heart is golden and you can’t let a few hate comments dim it. I love you so much, so don’t be too hard on yourself, I hate seeing you upset. Have a good day and be safe, Min-min!❤️”

He couldn’t help but blush at this, his heart fluttered. Your words gave him a happiness he didn’t know he could have and it showed.

Chanyeol

Most people thought of Chanyeol as intimidating and mature. They didn’t know the real Park Chanyeol. In reality, he was a giant teddy bear. He’d get shy it the tiniest things and always gets flustered. You found it cute. He was the polar opposite of what people would expect. That’s why you’d always try to find new ways to make him blush. He was tearing through his bag, looking for his other sock when a note fell out.

“So I was at home the other day and I walked past a pile of clothes, I immediately thought, ‘don’t worry laundry, nobodies doing me, either.’ I figure we should change that tonight.” It read. Chanyeol gave his usual reaction. He couldn’t stop thinking about that note all through practice and even got scolded. He didn’t care, though. He knew he was in for a treat tonight.

Lay

Yixing was such a goofball, but he was also a sweetheart. He would always leave you cute gifts and notes around the house for you to find. You loved them, but you weren’t really one to do things like that in return. That’s why it came to him as a surprise when he’d found one in the front pocket of his bag. He picked it up and read it.

“Stop being so freaking attractive. I have work to do but instead, I’m over here daydreaming about you. Stop distracting me.” His laughs were heard throughout the studio and he quickly showed the others.

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⇾𝑊𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑠: 2190

⇾𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: BTS!V x Reader (feat. RM & Suga)

⇾𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff, angst, fantasy

⇾𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠: mentions of racism, suicide

⇾𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: Your life seemed so meaningless and worthless to you. You seemed to be hit with hardship after hardship. So, in an effort to end your pain, you take your life. You just wanted it to all be over. Little do you know that when you jumped, you’d fallen into a new world. Or that in this new world, you would be the key to finally bringing its recipients together.

My mother used to say I was as pure as a dove. I was always so loving and helpful. I always smiled and made others smile. I was a treat to the world, the sweetest little girl anyone could ever ask for... I wonder what changed?

So much has happened since I was a child. My parent’s divorced and it took a toll on me. I hung out with the wrong crowd for a while. I did a lot of things I’m not proud of. But who can blame me? I didn’t choose for things to be like this. I just accepted that my life is trash and I am as well. Why else would everyone leave me like they did? If I was so special, they would’ve stayed by my side when things got tough. But who am I kidding? This is the real world and I need to stop wishing someone would come to my rescue.

Sometimes, I wonder what my younger self would say if she could see how I turned out. Little me would be so disappointed. I’ve really let her down. She deserved the world, but I ruined her. The saying goes, “Life is unfair.” But, really, life is a sadistic little bitch that enjoys the suffering of its victims. In fact, life has taken every chance to shit on me. It’s so hard to keep my head up when I keep getting knocked down.

So I find myself looking over the city, from its highest point. The rain is pouring down on me as the hurricane winds threaten to blow me away. My feet are bare against the rough concrete and my hair has been let free of its constricting ponytail. I’m wearing a plain white dress that flows at my feet.

My tears are masked by the rain as I step up to the edge of the building, of my life, of me. I am so close that my toes can curl off it. The wind dares me to jump and I’m very tempted to oblige. Something about this storm just feels like it’s calling to me. Like there is something better for me if I just take a step foreward.

Thinking about everything that’s happened to me in my life, I spread my arms out as if to hug someone. As I lean past the point of no return, the storm begins to clear up. I see the heavens open up and the warmth of the sun shines over me. This is it, the eye of the storm. What a beautiful way to go. I can finally be free. I gaze up at the sky as I fall ever so gracefully and my stomach churns as I plummet. I find myself at peace as I close my eyes, letting my fate claim me.

V

“V, get your ass up and go hunt. It’s almost dark.” RM tells me. I groan, sitting up from my bed. I was jerked from my sleep by him kicking my bed frame. I give him a scowl as I wipe the sleepiness from my eyes. “Don’t give me that look, you haven’t gone hunting at all this week and Jin and I work bust our asses just so we can survive out here. Stop being lazy and go get us some food.” 

I get up, rolling my eyes, and head for the door. I grab my hunting talons and put them on, fastening the metal claws tightly around my hands. As I walk out of the door, I pass by Jin, who’s just come back from working at The Harvest. It’s basically charity that’s meant to help those in need. It would really help if the food actually made it to them instead of being sent straight to those pompous bastards in the Capital. Behind me, I hear his and RM’s conversation.

“How much did you get?” RM asks.

“Enough to last us maybe a week. Right now, hunting’s our best bet.” Jin replies and they both look to me.

“Guys, I’ll find something, don’t worry,” I assure them. I leave the house before they can say anything else to me. My eyes adjust to the outdoors and my wings spread out. I bend down and dig my talons into the ground, gripping for support. I take flight, causing the leaves on the ground to fly all around.

Once I’m at a decent height, I begin to soar. The skies are golden and set a calming mood all around. I take a deep breath, taking in the scent left after the rain, and spread my arms out. The breeze feels amazing on my face. I close my eyes, indulging in this moment. A feeling of uneasiness rushes over me and I glide to the right quickly. I’d just dodged a rock. I look up and see a couple of teenage eagles flying above me.

“Go back to hell where you came from, Raven!” One of them shouts. I turn around and glare at them, curling my claws. Their eyes widen and they dart away. I roll my eyes. ‘Stupid teens.’ I think to myself. I turn back to my hunting, but I’m distracted by something in the sky.

It’s a girl, a dove it looks like, falling from the sky. Her hair is long and black and she wears a white dress. Her wings curl around her as if to protect her, but she appears to be unconscious. I’m mesmerized by her gracefulness, but I’m snapped out of it when she falls past me and I realize that she’s not going to let up anytime soon. 

I close my wings around myself, falling into a dive and stretching out my arms in front of me. Time seems to slow as I race to catch her. Her arms seem to reach for the sky as she plunges towards the ground. I grab onto them and begin to flap.

She’s heavy, a lot more heavy than I thought she’d be. This causes me to put in a little bit more effort. I realize that my talons are cutting her a little bit, but I don’t let go. I’d rather her have a few measly scratches than a crumpled corpse.

I lower her to the ground and lay her on her back. She’s fast asleep and looks so at peace. As if she doesn’t know that she almost just died. I check her pulse to make sure that she’s actually alive. I check her for any wounds, besides the ones I gave her. She groans when I touch the back of her head. She has a knot.

“Shit, what do I do? This isn’t gonna look good.” I tell myself. I know if someone were to see us, they’d immediately think that I attacked her. All my life I’ve had to tread carefully since ravens are seen as evil. Some of the evilest people in the world have been ravens, giving the rest of us a bad reputation. I can only imagine what would happen if someone were to find me here with this dove.

After a few minutes of debating with myself, I find myself carrying her back to my home. I trudge through the forest, refraining from flying. I’d be caught instantly if I were seen in the skies with a dove on my back. Every so often she groans a little or shifts and I have to make sure that she doesn’t fall. She looks as innocent and pure like all doves do. I envy her privilege of being such an elite breed.

I make it back to my house and go in. Suga is sitting at the table, drinking some nectar and RM is nowhere to be found. I make eye contact with Suga and his eyes go wide when he sees the woman on my back.

“Suga, before you say anything, let me expl-” I’m cut off.

“Who the hell is this?! Why the fuck do you have a dove on your back!?” He shouts at me. 

“I saved her, she was unconscious and falling, I had to do something.” I explain.

“And that something was to bring her here?” His shouting brings RM out from another room.

“Sug, could you quite down? Some people are tryna get some... sleep.” RM trails off when he sees the girl. “What the hell is this?”

“Guys! I know this looks bad, but she’s helpless right now and all alone. She needs us right now.” I say, walking over to lay her on my bed. Suga and RM follow me.

“Why does she need our help specifically?” RM asks.

“I was the only one around. I just saved her from her death and she’s unconscious. Let’s just wait until she wakes up and go from there, okay?” I ask. They both look reluctant but sigh, giving up.

“Alright, but if anything happens, it’s on you.” Suga grumbles, walking out of the room. I take off my talons and place them on my night stand. RM just watches me. 

“Are you trying to prove something?” He asks me. I grab ointment and bandages and begin to tend to her wounds.

“And what would I be trying to prove, RM?” I respond, not looking up from my task.

“You’re trying to prove that you’re not as bad as Raven’s are known for. I get it, you’re a Raven and a lot of people don’t like you because of that. But you’ve got to think of the consequences when it comes to things like these. When she wakes up, what do you think is gonna happen? You think she’ll just be oh so grateful that you saved her? What will she think when she sees you’re a raven?” He questions as I grab an ice pack, placing it under her head.

“Listen, I understand how this can affect me and how it can affect us. If anything happens, I will gladly take full responsibility. But right now, I need to help her. I know you sent me out to hunt, but this is what I found. And I don’t intend on abandoning her when she’s obviously not well.” I tell him.

“You don’t have to make such an effort to prove to people that you are good. If they can’t see it, then who cares?” 

“That easy for you to say, you’re a falcon. But as a raven, I have to go the extra mile or else I won’t make it. That’s just how it is. But even though I have to live like that, I’m not so blinded by status that I would save this girl only to boost my own. I’m not shallow like that, I’m just using common sense. Yes, I know I can get sent to jail because it will seem as if I, allegedly, attacked her, but I couldn’t just leave her out in the forest when it was getting dark. Who knows what would have happened to her. Just let her stay until she wakes up and I’ll explain everything to her.” I suggest. RM groans and rubs his temples.

“Fine. One night, alright?” 

“One night,” I repeat back, smiling. I place a blanket over the girls sleeping form and we both leave the room.

“You’ve gotta take the couch tonight, I guess. Don’t even think about tryna get in bed with me.” RM says, narrowing his eyes.

“What, you don’t want to cuddle with me?” I ask, jokingly. He rolls his eyes at me and goes to his room. I make myself comfortable in the living room with an extra blanket and pillow. However, no matter how hard I try, sleep won’t claim me. So I stare at the ceiling for what seems like forever.

Y/N

There’s a throbbing in my head and everything is so blurry. I squint through the fuzziness and find that I’m staring at a white ceiling. I shift and feel something soft against my body. They look like... feathers? I rub my eyes and sit up. The feathers move with me. No, they’re wings. ‘What the hell?’ I think to myself. I stand up and stretch them. They’re very wide, but they don’t weigh anything. Then it hits me. The last thing I remember is me jumping off of a building. I’m dead, I have wings now, so that must mean that I’m an angel. 

‘Does that mean that I’m in heaven?’ I ask myself. Just then, the door opens and I see a man standing there. He has wings just like me, but they’re pitch black.

“Good, you’re awake.” He says, placing a cup of water on the nightstand. “Who are you? Are you an angel, too?” I inquire and he raises his eyebrow at me.

“An angel? I think you might have hit your head too hard. Where do you think you are?” He asks me.

“Heaven, of course,” I reply. He looks as if he’s holding back the urge to laugh.

“Yeah, we’re nowhere near heaven.” He tells me. I feel my heart drop.

“Wait, so does that mean...” I trail off, hinting at the opposite of the place I’d hoped to be. He realizes what I’m asking and shakes his head.

“We’re not in Hell either. We’re both alive and in the real world.” He explains.

“Then why do I have these white wings?”

“Uh, because you’re a dove.” He looks at me as if I’m stupid, which I don’t feel far from it.

“Then what are you?” I ask.

“A raven. You aren’t from around here, are you?” He questions. I shake my head.

“I don’t even know what here is,” I tell him.

“We’re in the Grand Okapi Woods, the Northern sector.” He informs me.

“What? How did I get here? Where’s Busan?”

“Bu-san?” He looks confused.

“That’s where I’m from,” I explain.

“There’s no Busan here, just Okapi Woods.” I begin to hyperventilate. What is going on? Why do I have wings? Why am I not dead? 

“Where the hell am I!?” I shout.