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Hey I love your imagines

U saw your Minsung as possessive bodyguards and just wanted to know your thoughts about the same bodyguards and their reaction when a guy breaks Fem! Reader heart.

I'm so glad you like them! They're mostly product of random scenarios that pop in my head for no reason during the day and I have to write them down. And Minsung as your sexy bodyguards? That's a hella sexy concept I couldn't resist.

Well, the answer to your question is easy: They'll break his face

At first it was just a job for them. Reader wasn't the first person they had to protect, or the second. She was just another rich young girl in their eyes that have been sheltered all her life. But as they got to know her better, they found themselves growing very fond of her. And when fondness turned into something deeper, the sense of possessiveness followed quickly and they didn't try to fight it. It was natural that they were drawn to her, spending their whole days just following her around and looking after her. What else could happen when faced with such a sweet, delightful girl for them to care for, to protect?

They were used to hear her talk about her daily life. Her friends, her dreams, her problems. They made an extensive list of the people they didn't like to shield her from them or straight up eliminate them from her life. In their eyes, no one was truly worthy of Reader's love but them. They knew they couldn't purse her, that this kind of relationship was forbidden, but it didn't prevent them from fantasizing. And so when Reader first mentioned a boyfriend, they had to grasp unto every bit of self-control to not snap. The though of someone else being with her crushed them, but seeing her so happy made them re-think their choices. So, they swallowed their defeat and decided to do what they always did: Support her.

So when she came at them crying, the sight of her pretty eyes filled with tears crushing them, and told them what the boy did, oh boy, they were mad. As their embraced her in their arms, soothing her the best they could, their minds were already formuling a plan to teach that bastard a lesson. They allow that past to court their girl, to win her heart, and this is what he does?? This is the first time they break the rules for a client's personal life. When Reader is resting in her home, they track down the boy and corner him. The size of these two muscular, very angry-looking men is enough to rip his soul out of his body, but he's not fast enough to escape. They're bodyguards after all, they're trained in strenght, weapons and speed. The boy stood no chance.

Reader never saw him again, but she moved on quickly. After all, she had her wonderful boys to take care of her and they made her much more happier. She doesn't need to know the lenghts they're willing to go to stay in her life.

To the Wangji Request annon,

It's a huge request but I will be working on it. I'll prolly make it in parts. It's a great story, you have cooked. I hope I can do justice to it.

A man THIS fine!!! 🤌🏻✨✨✨

LOVE ME AGAIN V (OF BTS), 2023

meet my blue ❋ hong jisoo

❋ plot: joshua hong doesn't really do love, but when you tumble into his life in a splash of color, he falls hard. and maybe you were right about those grays in the first place.

❋ pairing: joshua x f!reader

❋ words: 1.96k

❋ genre: fluff // strangers to lovers au, she fell ??? but he fell harder & faster, all hail lee seokmin, little bit of friendly chaos

❋ warnings: there's like one swear

❋ notes: surprise??? here's a short lil piece while i'm working on primrose lane <33 as always, please reblog & leave feedback to show support, it means the world to me! ily all and thank you so much for reading ❤️ (also i'm thinking of having a general taglist so if ur interested in that pls send an ask!)

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Unlike his best friend, Joshua has never been a hopeless romantic, or even a romantic in general. He just can’t fathom how you give your entire heart to someone after such a short time of knowing them. After all, he guards himself far too well to be able to fall in love that intensely, so he figures Seokmin is just fundamentally built different.

All of that ends up changing in the paint aisle at the local hardware store.

Joshua’s there picking up a color or two for his room in the apartment he shares with Seokmin, debating between two different shades of gray (what’s the difference between platinum and slate, anyway?) when you walk up beside him, eyeing the wall of blues eagerly. He silently watches out of the corner of his eye as you settle for the cerulean and stand on your toes trying to reach for the shelf where the bucket is.

Usually, he would have just made up his mind and walked away, minding his own business. Usually…

“Here,” he says finally, plucking the paint off of the shelf with ease and handing it to you. “You wanted this one, right?”

The smile you give him is nearly blinding. “Yes! Thank you so much,” you reply. “It’s such a pretty color, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” he says slowly, glancing at the bucket on your arm. You’ve got several colorful shades in there, plus a tube of bright orange. “You got an art project or something?”

“Sort of? I’m painting a friend’s wall for him, just a small favor.” You gesture towards him. “What about you?”

“Me?” Joshua stares down at the drab colors he’s got with him and subconsciously deflates a little. “I’m redoing my walls, too. My roommate decided to go all out with his room and then he convinced me to do something new, so here I am, I guess.”

“What color was your room before?” you ask with a raised eyebrow.

“... Brown.”

You look mildly unimpressed with his answer, and Joshua isn’t really sure why that disappoints him a little bit.

“Maybe you should go all out, too,” you suggest. “Do something new, like he said. Put some color in there. That,” you nod towards the buckets of gray in his cart, “is going to look supremely depressing after a few months.”

Joshua struggles to defend himself. “Well, there’s nothing wrong with neutral colors, right?”

“Think about it,” is all you say with a small, knowing smile. “All you have to do is try.”

And really, none of what you’ve said is wrong, but it’s all very new to him. He can only look on quietly as you say you need to go and brush past him in a flurry of floral orange and white, leaving him and his nondescript grays in the middle of the aisle.

Joshua ends up buying those buckets anyways. He just wishes he’d remembered to ask for your name.

It is way too early for all this noise.

Granted, it’s almost noon, and Joshua doesn’t have a good reason to still be in bed at this time, but the ruckus coming from Seokmin’s room is making it really hard for him to lie there and contemplate life in peace. Then again, it’s not anything new, after nearly a decade long friendship between the two of them.

He’s made up his mind to leave his buddy alone, but the next loud clattering noise on the other side of the wall has Joshua dragging himself up and out of his room, knocking on his roommate’s door.

“Come in, Shua!”

“Seok,” he starts tiredly, stepping past the doorway, “I don’t mind you having people over at all, but I really have to ask, can you just try and k —” He freezes mid-sentence at the sight of you on his best friend’s floor, fingers covered in paint and a bit of yellow on your nose. “Huh?”

“Huh?” you echo after him in surprise, setting your paintbrush down. “Hardware store guy?”

Seokmin looks at you, then at Joshua, in utter confusion. “Do you two know each other?”

Neither of you say anything for a few moments, until you finally process what’s going on and manage to speak again.

“No, but we did run into each other while buying paint the other day,” you explain, shifting so you can sit cross-legged on the floor. Joshua notices how you end up staining your pants even further with the color on your fingertips. Despite himself, he finds it adorable. “This is the roommate who convinced you to repaint your room?”

“Yeah.” Joshua clears his throat. “And he’s also the friend you’re doing a favor for, apparently.”

“Yep! I’m his friend’s cousin, actually, if you know who Seungkwan is. I went to art school,” you gesture towards your supplies, “so I’ve been doing stuff like this here and there for a while now.”

“That’s really cool,” he replies honestly, and he sees the smile grow on your face at his small compliment. There’s just something about you that makes him want to come out of his shell. “I have to say, I did go home with three buckets of slate gray that afternoon. Sorry to disappoint.”

This draws a hearty laugh out of you. Pretty, is the first word that pops into Joshua’s head. “That’s okay,” you say. “It’s all a matter of personal preference anyway. If you like it, you like it.”

You’re so genuine with your response that it makes Joshua even more fond of you. He was so sure you would judge him for his taste, but he welcomes the appreciative feeling your words give him.

“Alright, you two, I’ve got to go pick up our lunch now,” Seokmin interrupts your conversation while reading something off of his phone. “I ordered honey chicken for you, Shua, is that okay?”

“Yeah, fine by me.”

“Cool!” Seokmin beams at the two of you, hopping off the edge of the bed. “I’ll be back in thirty-ish minutes. You guys keep yourselves busy, alright?”

Both of you call out your assent as he leaves, and you invite Joshua to come sit beside you. He’s only now aware of how he must look — freshly out of bed, wearing his most worn out clothes and hair a complete mess — but you don’t seem to care. You exchange names and tell him a bit about yourself to pass the time and he watches as you work, covering the wall with a sunset spectrum of pink and orange hues and a little bit of yellow here and there. 

It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.

By the time Seokmin returns, you’re halfway through putting details on a rosebush, and the boys convince you to take a short break to eat with them out on the balcony. Joshua takes this opportunity to pull a chair over and sit beside you again.

“How long will you be here?” he asks.

“Overall? Probably a week or so,” you answer, “but today I’ll most likely wrap up pretty soon. I told my boss I’d be back at the studio by two o’clock, so there’s not much time left.”

Joshua nods, taking another bite of his chicken. He wishes you could stay a little longer, wishes he could watch you work your magic with those colors, but he knows you have to go.

When you’ve finally washed your hands and gotten your stuff packed up, Joshua sees you out and walks you to the end of the apartment complex in Seokmin’s absence. What can he say? He just likes to be around you and the calm cheerfulness you exude.

“See you tomorrow,” he says quietly as you slip on your shoes. 

“See you, Joshua,” you return sweetly.

God, he loves the sight of your smile, and the sound of his name on your tongue. Tomorrow really couldn’t come any sooner.

If there’s one thing Joshua’s noticed over the past several days, it’s that you’re extremely talented. You’ve finished painting two walls already, and they look amazing, all of your efforts having paid off.

He’s taken to sitting with you as you work, regardless of whether Seokmin’s there or not. He just likes keeping you company, and he dares to think that you like having him around too, going by the way you smile at him and blush furiously at his every compliment.

You have him rethinking every colorless, dull moment of his life, because you’re right. You’ve always been right. Maybe it’s time he looked on the bright side.

“Hey,” he breaks the silence while you’re covering a blue square. “Do you… are you doing anything tonight?”

“Hmm? Tonight?” You brush some hair off your forehead, smearing paint on your skin. Cute, he thinks. “Why?”

That question catches him completely off guard, and he stumbles over his own words trying to formulate a proper response. Smooth, he berates himself, now you’ve come across as a total fool—

“Joshua Hong, are you trying to ask me out?”

“What?”

It’s nearly comical how you’re both just staring at each other, and he watches you widen your eyes and shake your head after a few quiet seconds.

“Shit, sorry, I thought… maybe — it’s fine, really, I was just —”

“You’re right.”

“What?” It’s your turn to be stunned this time, and Joshua thinks you’re absolutely adorable. 

“I am. Asking you out, I mean,” he says, a bit bashful. “I was wondering if you wanted to spend time together later this evening, just the two of us.”

You reach out to place a palm over his arm and he finds that he doesn’t mind the paint stains you manage to bring literally everywhere with you. He’ll wear it proudly, if it means it was from you.

“Joshua, I really would love that,” you say sincerely, “but I promised my sister I’d meet her for dinner tonight, so I don’t think today is a good time.”

He can’t help but be a little disappointed, but he doesn’t miss that first part. How could he? It keeps ringing in his head, and for someone who’s kept his heart close for his whole life, he can’t believe how easy it is to give it away to you right now.

“That’s alright,” he says. “Later, then?”

“Later,” you agree with one of your beaming smiles. It’s all the answer he needs. Joshua’s perfectly content with this anyway, just sitting with you in Seokmin’s room (he’s never in there anymore anyways, choosing to give you some privacy) and letting you finish your work in peace. 

Fortunately for him, later comes in the form of a surprise text one afternoon right when he’s about to settle down for a quick nap.

you: hey

you: any chance i can take you up on that time together offer?

Joshua nearly falls out of his bed before he can calm himself down enough to tell you that yes, you can, any day and anytime.

That day ends with smiles on both of your faces, and an extremely enthusiastic ‘I told you so’ from Seokmin (“You’re going to have to speak to Seungkwan later, you know!”) — it may be a lot to deal with, but Joshua doesn’t really care. He’ll handle it all later. For now, the cool breeze in your hair and the soft kiss he presses to your forehead is all he has to think about. You are all that’s on his mind.

He insists on walking you home as the sun sets, deep in his thoughts, and you can read him easily. 

“What’s up?”

“Hm?”

You squeeze his hand gently. “What’s on your mind?”

“Oh, I was just thinking,” Joshua chuckles, pulling you a little closer into his side. “You were right, you know. I suppose it’s about time I get rid of that slate gray, isn’t it?”

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yikes! | nct 96z roomies

synopsis : the one where your ex makes an appearance and your roomies have some... choice words pairing : nct96z [ tn, kn, dy ] x gn!reader genre/s : university + roommates au, fluff, one-shot smau contains : swearing, a cheating, asshole ex

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okay it's getting late here buuuut i missed my nct roomies and this idea crossed my brain hahaha thank you for reading ! as always i'd love to know what you think- all your replies/asks/rbs are much appreciated ! hope you're all doing well and taking care <3

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