Under His Watchful Gaze

under his watchful gaze

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pairing: mingi x gn! reader

↬ tags: implied that mingi and reader are childhood friends (about why they are roommates now the author herself isn't too sure just roll with it), you can assume reader and mingi are going to the same school, mingi is 3 years older than reader in this one

summary: you have a guardian angel that watches you while you sleep. that's mingi

word count: 807 words

a/n: can't put any labels on what mingi is to the reader because the agenda of this fic changed course MULTIPLE times, the bonus scene will explain a bit of the backstory (it was only added because the story wouldn't have made sense without the backstory)

a loud knock on mingi's door grabbed his attention and he swivels around in his chair to face you. he removes his headphones, game paused in the background. you stood shyly by his doorframe, greeting him all while clad in cozy sleepwear, "hey mingi, i'm not disturbing you right?"

he shakes his head, "no, what's up?" you waved your hands in front of you, "oh, uhm. i just wanted to tell you that if you're going to play games, could you tone it down a bit? i'm gonna head to bed now, i've got an early class tomorrow." you shoot him a half grimace half smile at the mention of your class.

unfortunately for him, his friends were counting on him to tank a match. he clears his throat and gave you a curt nod.

"yeah, i'll try. have a good rest." he bids you goodbye and his door closes with a whoosh, mechanism clicking shut. mingi tears his gaze away from the door and returns his focus back to the game.

"mingi what's taking you so long?!" he rolls his eyes at the way his gaming mates hollered at him.

"my bad. someone was talking to me. let's go for another round?" mingi cracks his knuckles, before poising them over his keyboard.

"that's the spirit! one more win!"

-----

"ah damn we almost got that team!" mingi groans, rubbing his eyes. "yeah no shot. we nearly got obliterated! if mingi didn't advise us to defend our base i think we would have lost more." his teammates chatter idly, agreeing to take a quick bio-break. mingi stretched his legs out, and wonders if you were asleep now.

picking up his phone, he notices that you sent him a message on social media just a second ago. a second chime signals a new message and he clicks on the notification.

just a bunch of animal reels from this evening...and wait, why were you online?

mingi shoots you a quick text, somewhat apologetic.

mingi: was i too loud?

a small grin appears on his face when he spots that familiar green dot beside your profile icon. you were still awake. awake and purposely avoiding his texts.

mingi: ahem.

mingi: excuse me, but i thought you said you were going to sleep 2 hours ago??

you: well uhm...i couldn't sleep ;-;

mingi: come to my room?

-----

a while later he hears his door open and he turns to look at your tired form, "you seriously need to sleep, like now." he knows you can't quip back at him for he had no classes the next day. he removes his headphones on one side to hear you better.

"well! i just can't, what about it?" you leaned against the ajar door, crossing your arms in front of you. mingi couldn't help but burst out laughing at how you were pouting, clearly annoyed for not being able to sleep.

"why didn't you just come and sleep in my bed, just like last time?" he pats the empty bed behind him and you flushed, sputtering, "i...i mean! it's not...it's not like we're kids again or whatever." you locked your hands behind you, averting your gaze.

"mingi? hey! we're gonna start another round." his friend's voice called out through his left ear and he unmutes himself to speak, "give me 5 minutes." in one swift motion, he gets out of his chair and drags you into his room, pushing you down onto his bed all while ignoring your protests.

you huffed, mumbling under your breath, "it's so embarrassing that you still have to coddle me to bed at this age." you surprisingly let mingi tuck you in, pulling the covers to your shoulders. he takes your phone from you, earning him yet another eye roll from you.

"can't stand you being grumpy the next day, so you better rest now. if your bed doesn't work, then my bed it is." he dims the bedside lamp, the only source of light being his monitor in the room. he squats down beside you and you flipped to your side to gaze at him. he locks eyes with you, a wry smile growing on his face.

"are you afraid i'm gonna let the whole world know that you can't sleep without me around? silly twerp. get some proper rest, not some half-assed 3 hour sleep on a school day." you reached out from under the covers to flick his forehead, accepting your fate. mingi knew you couldn't say no either.

"fine. goodnight mingi."

-----

mingi keeps one side of his headphones on, occasionally hearing you toss and turn in his bed. he mutes himself for the rest of the rounds, choosing to text his teammates in-game instead. mingi switches to the quieter keyboard and mouse to avoid waking you up. in the end he couldn't focus for long--not when you were in the same space as him-- and quits the game.

"i'll go off first. see you all same time tomorrow?" chimes of "sure thing" and "see you" came from his fellow gamers and he logged off. mingi ambles over to you, lying down beside you. he stares at you intently, every rise and fall of your chest under his covers made him happy knowing you were getting rest.

"look who's sound asleep now huh." he murmured under his breath, warm hand gingerly carding through your hair and you stirred from his touch. he hides his pleased chuckle behind his other hand when he realizes that you were nuzzling into his touch, seemingly unresponsive after that sudden movement.

"goodnight to you too."

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bonus:

10 year old mingi was shaken awake from his sleep and blearily he reaches out to switch on his bedside lamp.

"w-what..." mingi glances in your direction as you perched at the end of his bed, your half-lidded eyes meeting his barely opened ones. you fiddled with the ends of his blanket, "i can't sleep. mommy and daddy are talking loudly again."

he sighs, opening his blanket for you to crawl in. you slipped into the space beside him, and he drapes the blanket over you. "don't kick me or i'll push you off the bed." mingi threatens jokingly. he flicks off the light and the two of you lay down in silence, the hum of the ceiling fan the only things both of you could hear.

"i'm sorry." you whispered. even though mingi's eyes were closed shut, he can feel your intense stare through his lids. "what are you sorry for? auntie and uncle were nice enough to take care of me until my parents come back from their trip. so it is also my duty to take care of you when they can't." mingi doesn't know if you understood what that loaded statement meant, but you seemed satisfied at the fact that he was beside you and that was all that mattered to the 7 year old you.

he gently pats you, and you fell asleep under his care.

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"i'm your boyfriend after all."

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pairing: bf! vernon x gn! reader

↬ tags: vernon being a little sulky, this piece is for my strong + independent people who just needs to realize that if your lover is doing things for you it is out of love and not duty

summary: a hug and a kiss is all he needs to be comforted. and a promise to let him do all the manly things from now on.

word count: 579 words

a/n: lowkey personal experience because im a girl's girl, im always telling them to leave it to me, and i just forget men naturally just have more strength-

a/n again: i thought today (20th) was the 21st...and i was rushing through it...nevermind...

vernon didn't even register he was frowning until you let go of his hands, choosing to worriedly wring them behind your back.

"i...is it because of what happened earlier...?" vernon glances at you, his gaze already telling you the answer to your question. you averted his stare, hands coming up to rub your face sheepishly.

to say that he was upset was an exaggeration, but to say that he wasn't hurt was an understatement. vernon pauses mid-walk, standing before you, and his thoughts came spiling out in a mumbled mess, "i know you are absolutely able to do all these things yourself, so would it kill you to let me do these romantic things for you?"

—-

vernon perks up at the sight of your untied shoelaces, catching your attention.

"oh! shoelaces!"

he was preparing to get down on one knee to sweetly tie it up for you, but you leaned against him, bringing your left foot up to lace it into a double knot. you smiled at him, "thanks for pointing it out. let's go!" you walked ahead, with him trailing behind you like a defeated little puppy. he stares dejectedly at the missed opportunity to be chivalric.

"i was gonna do it for you..." he lightly grumbled under his breath.

—-

vernon watches carefully, as you scrolled through the combined shopping list. he rests his weight against the cart as you put items into it. “is that a discount?” you pointed to the big neon yellow sign on the highest row and his eyes light up, matching your equally excited expression. “shall we get that?”

vernon detaches himself from the cart’s handle, about to reach up to grab that bag of snacks only for you to tiptoe and with fumbling fingers you nudged the box so that it falls directly into the cart. you nearly lost your balance but he swiftly stretches out his hand to support you. vernon internally groans, another missed opportunity.

—-

he spins around, sulking. he couldn't help it: he isn't mad at you, just disappointed that you maybe hadn't trust him enough to let your guard down around him. or much less let him do things for you.

you didn't even let him hold the grocery bags when you were struggling, saying that you could hold it and it was a "piece of cake".

he hears you put the bags of groceries down and you hugged from behind. "a hug."

you nudged him to face you and you tip-toed, pressing a kiss to his face, "and a kiss.”

you cupped his face in your hands, effectively trapping him. his eyes were focused on your features, on the way you were so incredibly close to him. he felt his cheeks heating up: he really couldn't stay mad at you for long.

closing your arms around his frame, you softly whispered, "i didn't forget. you told me before, if you were upset, i should hold you because you are someone who needs my comfort too."

his throat closes up at your heartfelt words. he finally embraces you, his chin resting atop of your head. you pat his back, as a form of apology.

“i want to do all these things because i love you. i know you can do them, but now that i’m here, would you rely on me? i'm your boyfriend after all."

vernon grabs the grocery bags from the ground, smiling when your face turns a light pink.

"mhm. my lover."

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the severity of you

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pairing: best friend! jisung x gn! reader

↬ tags: friends to lovers trope!, jisung and reader being in different classes but are good friends, confession! (hehe that makes me so giddy with love)

summary: you were the most important person in jisung's life, even before he knew it.

word count: 802 words

a/n: nctdream coming to singapore!! CRYYY

jisung's clutched his phone tightly in his hand, eyes wavering at your last seen a few hours ago. the incessant chatter from his group of friends became background noise as he refreshed the chat again.

the rumor that someone from your class had gotten into an accident spread far and wide through the campus hadn't gone unnoticed by jisung. by the time he realizes you didn't reply to his text that morning, nothing sat right with him the rest of the day.

it wasn't like you to drop off the radar like that...was it you? were you the one mentioned in the rumor?

fear bubbles up from within him and he pressed a clenched fist towards his forehead.

"jisung, are you okay? you don't look that good."

he decides it wasn't worth staying in class: he wasn't going to be able to pay attention, not when all of it was on worrying about your well-being. he grabs his bag, swinging it hurriedly over his shoulders as he stands abruptly.

"woah, woah calm down big guy. what's going on?"

he lets out a choked exhale, tears stinging the back of his eyes, "i...i don't even know..." he grips his bag strap, much like fear gripping his entire being like a vice. jisung shook his head.

"i got to go." he stands abruptly, ignoring the multiple pair of eyes staring at him and the shouts of his friends telling him to come back.

he sprints out of the classroom without further explanation, out of school and towards your home, a place he knows by heart. he hears a distant wail of an ambulance and he picks up the pace, running towards your residence.

he hasn't even told you that he loved you yet.

the frenzied thoughts that ran through his mind became a jumbled mess.

from the first moment you told him you liked him a lot with such sincerity in your eyes, he's always had a soft spot for you. to think, all the times where you stood by him unwavering, whenever something happened to him you would always somehow be there for him...despite him never answering that very question.

and now that you weren't here, he's so afraid he's going to lose you.

breathless, he arrives at your doorstep and with shaking hands he knocks on your door.

"please...please be there..." he leans heavily against it, holding back another wave of tears. the chime of the door unlocking resounded and his gaze lands on you.

"jisung...what are you doing here?" you reached out for him and he grasped your wrist, pulling you in. all the breath was knocked out of him as he exhales, whispering right next to your ear, "you're okay." jisung firmly embraced you, head resting against your shoulder.

you peered up at him, gently fingers lightly wiping away the stray tears rolling down his face. "i thought you were in an accident and came running over." you softly hushed jisung, cupping his face in your hands, "i'm just feeling under the weather, and i just woke up to your hundred messages." you held up your phone, showing him the notifications from him. "i'm fine jisung, really."

he nods, the steady thump-thump of your heartbeat radiating from you calmed him down.

"i missed you. please, don't just disappear on me like that..." jisung felt his throat tighten, "i...didn't get the chance to answer you that time. i realized, i've come love you too, from the very beginning."

you stared at him, incredulous, as you hid your smile behind your hand. laughing, you beamed at him and he felt his heart freeze for a second.

"it's so good to know that the person i like finally replied me. dummy, did you know how long i waited for your response?"

"thank you for waiting for me, for choosing to be by me even when i couldn't ascertain my feelings." jisung hugs you again and you chuckle in his hold, "silly boy, don't cry now. i'm with you always, yeah?"

"yeah."

--- several months ago---

"yah! park jisung! i really really like you!

jisung sputtered at your sudden confession, coughing as he regained his composure. you had stood before his desk, hands pressed against the edge of the table as you leaned towards his seated form.

the curtains lining the windows fluttered in the wind and he paused to take a real good look at you.

"i like you." you repeated, eyes sparkling.

"oh." he shrugged his shoulders, returning his attention back to his textbook.

"i'm going to keep liking you no matter what. i'll be waiting for your answer, even if it's not today, tomorrow or the day after. i wanna know what's your response." you spun around, high-tailing it out of the empty classroom.

"whatever. you're weird." he mumbles, a smile tugging on his lips.

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when joshua opens the door, you're soaking wet from the rain. his eyes bulge at the sight of you--the pounding at his door already had put a spring in his step--but he's quick to turn on his heel and rush to the bathroom. when he comes back, you're only a step closer. not quite inside his apartment, but not lingering out in the hallway.

he throws the towel around you, already working to dry you off. "you could have called me to give you a ride--"

"i love you."

immediately, he freezes. "you... what?"

you push the towel back from your face, peeking up from the floor to look at his face. "i love you?" you pause. "remember what you said after my last breakup?"

that was months ago, but he does. one day you would be wholeheartedly loved by someone and you would love them, too, and they'd be the luckiest person in the world. and now you're standing in front of him, soaked to the bone, as you smile at him like you've won the lottery.

you poke the center of his chest. "don't try to get out of this, hong. jeonghan already told me you feel the same way when he told me to 'get over myself' and confess."

"i'm not," he chuckles, and he's back to drying you off. "i'm not saying it back, though."

you blink. "huh?"

"take me out to dinner first," he chuckles. "and then i'll say it."

it earns a giggle from you. "i'll hold you to it."

"then...can i love you now?"

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pairing: childhood younger brother! jungwon x childhood older sister! reader

↬ tags: childhood neighbours troupe, age gap mentioned (i was thinking of a 5 to 7 year age gap since that would make sense for the setting ive created), reader is a working individual with jungwon as a student, heeseung mentioned to be reader's boyfriend

summary: "i'll hold my breath as i wait for your answer, i'll leave it up to you. tell me whether it's yes or no: baby, love me or leave me tonight" - taken from day6 love me or leave me

word count: 928 words

a/n: it was only after i gave it a title that i realized it was greatly inspired after love me or leave me by day6 the line "do you even love me now?" (bomb ahh song) ++ i hope i was able to convey the yearning of an unrequited love and dabble in some age gap factor...

i don't suppose this piece of mine is gonna do well but i wanted to pour out a little of my own experience...i did want to write a backstory but mmm i shall leave it for now,,

ever since jungwon met you, he's never took his eyes off you. attached to your hip, he developed a big fat crush on you, his nuna* (older sister in korean). this crush was something he thought he would outgrow, but to no avail his developing feelings never went away, lasting for as long as he knew you for.

jungwon was that little neighbor boy that always asked you to marry him. now that he is all grown up, he wistfully hopes he has a chance with you, even though you never spared him a second glance: treating him just like a younger brother.

he snaps out of his thoughts when you playfully ruffled his hair, the affectionate gesture causing him to be hyperaware of your presence. it was after hours and jungwon had came over to your workplace to fetch you so that the two of you could go home together. he was waiting for you at the lobby, eyes trained on you the moment you stepped out of the lift.

"jungwon-ah, are you okay? shall we go home?" he faintly blushed under your attention, nodding his head.

home, huh? he wishes that you would visit your hometown more often. in all technicality, you two have been neighbors for the longest time; both your parents and his being best friends meant that you two naturally grew up together. having each other in the other's house wasn't uncommon too, you being best friends with his older sister meant he got to see you around.

"i'm good. oh, and this is for you, nuna." he sticks out a paper bag and you received it gratefully, a beam on your face. he tames his expression, deciding to give you a cheekily smile to hide how fast his heart was beating.

you huffed, laughing at his playful smirk, "isn't this my favorite? my jungwonie is all grown up now. you didn't spend too much on this right?"

he had started working a part-time job at a cafe near your office, since his school term was officially over and he was waiting for the next semester to start. what you didn't know was that jungwon practically begged the store owner to let him work here so he could see you more frequently.

not that you needed to know.

"it's okay, it wasn't much. i just..." know how much you like these pastries to not want to treat you to something. in fact he knew your favorite order down to the exact combination you like your drinks and dessert.

he bites back the rest of the sentence, lamely finishing with a "i thought you might want some". it wasn't entirely the truth since he was the one that saved it for you.

lighthearted chatter bounced back and forth, you asking about his plans for the next semester of school and him being curious about what you do at work.

"nuna, what happened to heeseung hyung? i haven't seen him in a while..." jungwon suddenly blurted out, catching you unaware. the casual breeze was deafening and the silence from you made him apologize profusely, "ah...uh...sorry nuna, i was..."

"it's just...heeseung wants to breakup. things weren't working out." you mumbled soullessly, and jungwon was torn between being sorry for your loss and being happy that you were single now. you took a look at him, a wry smile on your face, "don't stare at me like that. you resemble a rain-drenched kitty."

under the dim street lights, jungwon realizes how small you looked. he remembers how he always relied on you, always choosing to unapologetically stick to you like a little bugger.

you're his role model and especially when jungwon was sad it was you whom he seeked: jungwon wished that he could have protected you from this failed relationship and heartbreak.

jungwon remembered when he attended your university graduation a year back: you had shyly introduced heeseung to your family and jungwon just had to be there to witness how easily heeseung fit in. to say he was envious was an understatement.

out of jealousy, he dragged you to one side with the excuse to take a picture with you: a heartfelt yet desperate 'i still like you very much, nuna' leaving his lips. you didn't know how to respond to him so jungwon hastily turned around, congratulating you again before disappearing on you. he didn't like that heeseung guy: the vibes were all...wrong.

he didn't want to see your expression, much less hear what you have to say. he knew he didn't stand a chance then when age was a factor, but now...

"nuna, if heeseung hyung can't love you, then...can i love you now?"

silence blanketed the two of you after his proclamation, his persistent gaze met with your hesitant ones.

"jungwon-ah…" you started but he cut you off, his heart pounding in his chest.

"please, nuna! don't tell me...i'm not old enough or i deserve someone else my age. i still want you very much, and i'll never stop loving you even after all that." jungwon exhales, pouring his heart unto you.

mixed emotions that flashed through your eyes and you stood there, the no-longer small jungwon a grown up in your eyes.

"one chance."

he widened his eyes at your words: a sliver of an opportunity given to him. reaching out to grab your hand, sincerity zings through him and he pulls you into a hug, afraid that you would spot the unshed tears in his eyes.

"i'll show you that i can love you better than anyone you've been with."

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will be moved to my notice board end april !

subject to changes

for you i'll wait -> 1/5/24 - svt j. wonwoo ↬ in that moment, it was as if time had stopped. realization hit him like a ton of bricks and he feels his entire self awaken. he immediately puts down the drink in his hand, body reacting faster than his mind did. wonwoo stands up from his seat, eyes scanning the semi-crowded café for you. alley-oop -> 11/5/24 - c. san ↬ pausing in your tracks, you waved goodbye to san with a cheery smile on your face, "don't forget our session tomorrow okay?" he brightens at your reminder (if he might add, a little giddy when you said 'our'), "okay...!" you spun around and jogged to wooyoung's side and san wishes that it was him. sleepy -> 21/5/24 - en-sanctuary (mini on-and-off project) ↬ how would our beloved hybrids react to yejun being sleepy?

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