42 (or 53) With Tbz Sunwoo Since I Noticed There Aren't Any Tbz Content On Your Masterlist! :3

42 (or 53) with tbz sunwoo since i noticed there aren't any tbz content on your masterlist! :3

oUh for which prompt list though? there's a), b) and c)

i was going to start writing tomorrow but you have given me a great start!! thank you so much ❤️

“You make me act like an idiot every time you are near me." - Eric

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: what eric meant by “love is blind” is that he totally never saw that you caught feelings for him ↬ tags: student! eric, oc! + fem! son jiyoung (you), ft. student! sunwoo, younghoon ↬ word count: 599

Golden rays from the 8 o’clock sun filtered into the classroom and Eric’s gaze landed on your sleeping figure sprawled over the desk. “Ya.” He cleared his throat because his voice sounded shaky and leaned towards you, “Son Jiyoung. Mr Lee is going to come in soon.” He watched as you cracked an eye open, “Mhm. You look like you could get some more sleep.” He froze in his seat as your finger appeared from his sweater (paws, Eric added mentally in his head) and brushed away the bangs that were flopping down in front. His heart fluttered when you let out a small yawn before nuzzling your nose into his jacket, “Ah~ It’s nice to stay in and sleep.” Eric shook his head, “I had my rest yesterday.” 

At this moment he had wanted to scream all the happy things that he was thinking, like “OMG bless her cute little nose scrunch!” and “AH! She practically screams adorable. ADORABLE!”. Eric picked up his pen, giggling inwardly at how close you are. Randomly doodling on his worksheet, Sunwoo kicked him from behind, “Stop drawing hearts all around the quadratic equations. It makes me wanna puke.”

“Son Youngjae! Kim Sunwoo! Stand at the back of the class!”

“This is what you get for being such a lovesick boy.”

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“Hyung. Help me with this literature homework.” Eric looked up at Younghoon. “Eric-ah, why don’t you ask her?” He jutted out his chin at the approaching figure behind Eric. “Hi sunbae, hi Youngjae.” Younghoon raised an eyebrow at the name “Youngjae” but Eric shoved him hard. “Hey Jiyoung. You can sit here.” Eric patted the empty spot next to him and when you gave him a small smile as you slid into the bench right beside him, butterflies erupted from his stomach. He grabbed his water bottle and drank some water to calm his heart down. Or that was what his irrational mind was thinking.

“Hello? HellO? Yeah, uh Jacob I’m going to get the groceries. Bye, see you.” Younghoon picked up his (upside down) phone and excused himself, “You guys fighting! Going to get that pork belly for dinner.” Younghoon dashed off, swinging his bag onto his shoulders. “So I guess it’s just the two of us isn’t it?” You shot Eric a wry smile and he choked on his water. “Oh no! Are you okay?” You patted his back and he tried to speak, “I’m sorry for spitting water on you!” The next thing you did almost caused him to faint. You laughed at his words before wiping the water off the corner of his lips, “There we go. Now, what can I help you with?”

“You make me act like an idiot every time I am near you.” Eric crossed his arms in front of his chest. “I-I do?” You paused mid-action and Eric was slightly happy at the fact that for once, his sentence made you blush. “Yeah, I don’t know if you’re faking it or you actually didn’t notice, but everyone could tell how head over heels I was for you…” He lowered his voice despite them sitting in the field.

“I...just didn’t think you would be interested in me. I had admired you from the beginning and my feelings for you have grown..” “You know, you caught my eye since the very first day of school when we were in the same class.” That sentence alone got you to blush again, but this time round Eric was elated that you were in fact, interested in him too.

“So what does this make us?”

“A couple?”

"I love hearing your voice. Repeat that one more time." - S.Coups

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: seungcheol would love to listen to you anyday, anytime, anywhere ↬ tags: idol! seungcheol, preschool teacher! + fem! reader, mentions of idol! jeonghan, mentions of a kid called harang  ↬ word count: 375 words a/n: double update? this is the last seventeen member!!

Seungcheol propped his hands up on the table as he watches you animatedly talking about your day at the childcare centre. He wasn’t really listening, more like staring at you with a silly lop-sided grin on his face.

“You know Seorim, right? The tiny little girl who accidentally broke her front tooth the other day? It’s her birthday today, and it was so sweet of her to offer her piece of cake to me! My heart melted when she sincerely wanted to share the cake with me.” You paused to shove a spoonful of kimchi fried rice into your mouth.

Does she know that when she stuffs food into her mouth, she looks like an adorable hamster?

“Oh! Oh! And this boy...you know Harang? Yeah? And he hid in a bucket and none of the teachers found him! I was so worried sick but turns out he was playing hide and seek, and fell asleep in the bucket! I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or to be anxious for his disappearance. That cheeky boy…” You giggled at the silly memory hours ago as you put your bowl down. 

Does she know that I yearn to hear that from her when I’m feeling down?

“Cheol. Seungcheol. Are you okay? You keep smiling at nothing in particular.” You got up to put the dirty dishes in the sink. Seungcheol snapped out of his trance, “I’ll do the dishes for you.” Seungcheol’s rap lessons were not that packed today, allowing him to prepare dinner for you.

“Really? You’d do it for me? Oh my gosh! You’re the sweetest!” You clung onto him like a koala and he hoisted you up so he was carrying you. “I love hearing your voice. Repeat that one more time.” 

You giggled at his request but obliged, lowering your voice just so that it was only him who could hear it, “You’re the sweetest Cheol. I can’t imagine how lucky I am to have met you.”

“And I love you too. Should we just leave the dishes? I bet Jeonghan would clean it tomorrow.”

“Mhm. I want to shower with you after a long day of work. My neck hurts. “

“Let’s do that then. I’ll give you all the cuddles you need.”

"If you say I love you, really loudly three times, your wish will come true." - Jun

find more content here: seventeen masterlist ↬ summary: jun’s kinda like a genie, but not really (or should i say jun-ie) ↬ tags: non-idol! jun, gn! reader, ft. non-idol! the 8 and mentions of other seventeen members ↬ word count: 670 words

“I have something special prepared for you.” Jun handed you a blindfold. You looked at him with surprise. “I’ll put it on for you.” You saw his lips twitching and you immediately knew that he was trying to either suppress his excitement, or he was about to pull a prank on you. “This better not be a prank, Moon Junhwi.”

“It isn’t!” The black material covered your eyes and you were left pretty vulnerable. “Jun! Where did you go?” You slightly panicked because he would highkey leave you stranded at the park. You reached out blindly (no pun intended) and you felt something tickle your legs. “Hehe. I’m still here.”

“You scared me!” You crossed your arms, looking nowhere in particular. “D-do I need to walk somewhere? This isn’t a prank right?” You asked again, moving your legs to feel the uneven ground. “Move four times to the right.” You hesitated but followed his instructions. “Okay, then move backwards 6 steps.” His voice sounded distant and you gingerly felt the ground with your sneakers.

“Ya! Junhwi! Am I going to fall into a sand pit or something like that?” You vaguely remembered a sandpit and a playground somewhere. “What’s one thing you wish for right now?” This time without thinking you said, “I wish to raise a dog with you.”

“If you say I love you, really loudly three times, your wish will come true.” You could hear the teasing tone and you rolled your eyes. “For real?” It wasn’t a question, but more of a statement. “I love you. I love you. I love you. Now, can I take it off?” You gestured to the blindfold. “Wait. One last instruction. Turn around and remove the blindfold.” Your heart beat in trepidation as you anticipated something. With slightly trembling hands, you pulled it off and squinted as your eyes adjusted to the sunlight.

“Jun?” You rubbed your eyes and the next thing you knew you felt something furry and alive being passed to you. “Surprise!” Jun and Minghao cheered. You looked down at the small Jindo puppy in your hands and let out a squeal. “The both of you! Did you…? You…?” You couldn’t contain your happiness and you set the squirming puppy down.

“You like it?” Jun and Minghao came closer to you and reached out to stroke the puppy. “How…? When did you two have the time to get it?” You looked at them incredulously. “Jun hyung saw him at the adoption centre the other day and he knew that he had to adopt this little fella.” Jun playfully nudged Minghao, as if trying to get Minghao to zip it, “Hey hey hey. Don’t say too much Hao.” You leaned forwards and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

“Aish, you two should get a room!” Minghao made a face and got up, smiling as he did. “I’m going to go back to the dorms. Have a fun day out!” He left as suddenly as he came. You bade goodbye to him and turned your attention back to the little puppy. “What should we name it?” Jun wondered aloud.

“That’s not the important question now. How did you know that was my wish though? I never really mentioned it to anyone.” You purse your lips and thought hard about it.

“You told everyone in the 96 line but me. I had to find out through Seungkwan, who found out through Joshua hyung who found out through Hoshi—” He raised an eyebrow as he animatedly spoke. “Wait what? I swear I only told Woozi.”

“Only Woozi? What about me?” Jun pouted and you gave him a hug in apology. The pupper excitedly yipped as you explained to him, “I was going to get one after I got this month’s pay, and maybe surprise you. But I guess you beat me to it. You’ve made my wish come true in a way.”

“You better tell me all your wishes. And I still can’t believe you would tell Woozi rather than me!”

[vetted by pp-bv on 19.09.21]

“Do you want me to leave?” - Lee Know

find more content here: stray kids masterlist  ↬ summary: minho knows when to give you space and when not to ↬ tags: non-idol! lee know, author! + gn! reader ↬ word count: 384 words

Minho lifted his gaze from his phone when he heard you vigorously tap the backspace button on the computer, letting out a whine. He watched as you turned around in your chair, pouting at him. “I’m having a major writer’s block. And I...ugh!” He ran a hand through his hair. So it’s one of those days. He bet you were already breaking down on the inside as you were unable to think of a good story plot.

“Do you want me to leave?” He sat up from the bed, ready to give you space. You shook your head before proceeding to lean back, rubbing your face repeatedly, “N-no. Can you just stay with me for a while?” You crawled over the white sheets and into your boyfriend’s embrace. He sat flushed against the headrest and you lied on his lap, his hand idly playing with your hair. Silence filled the air and you pinched your nose bridge, exhaling loudly. “Sometimes I wonder why I decided to be an author.”

Minho gently massaged your temples and asked, “Is your mind palace empty right now?” You nodded your head, “I just can’t figure out what to write. It’s a build-up to a climax.” “I know. I read all your books.” You giggled at his comment and continued, “You see, I envisioned that Jihoon...you know him right? (and yes Minho knows every single character you’ve written) Anyways, he finally meets the girl behind the mask. But, it’s just so plain like that. I was thinking…” Minho hummed, “Remember when we first met? Then you⁠—”

You closed your eyes and opened them in a hurry, pushing yourself off the bed. “Oh...oh! Hold up!” You skidded to your desk and immediately started typing away. “What is it?” “You...you...I’m not telling you! Oh my god, it’s brilliant! You’re the best!” You finally jotted down the idea and he peered over your shoulder, “Can I see?” You blocked your computer screen and Minho chuckled.

“Absolutely not! Lee Minho! You know I don’t give spoilers right?” Even though you said that, you pecked his cheek, “I appreciate it, you know?” His face blushed and he laughed, poking your sides. 

“So are you going to give me a spoiler?”

“I gave you a kiss…?”

“That’s not enough! You’ve been ignoring me for days!”

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?” - I.N

find more content here: stray kids masterlist ↬ summary: the maknae is stressed out because you’re stressed out ↬ tags: idol! stray kids, idol! jeongin, student! + gn! reader, mentions of other skz members, nosebleeds! (but not too gory), awkward! jeongin (he’s cute like akjshkajs) ↬ word count: 768 words

For a good one to two hours, different songs would be playing and Stray Kids would take their time to perfect their choreography, while you completed your homework and tuition worksheets at one corner of the room. “Let’s take a break.” Chan switched off the music. Was it too cold? He heard you sneezing multiple times and chewed on his bottom lip.

You sniffled. “Take my jacket. You can’t fall sick on my watch.” Jeongin draped his school coat around you. “Awh, this is so sweet. My heart can’t take it!” Jisung squealed and held onto Changbin. You reached out to grab the last sheet of tissue paper. Your nose tingled and you immediately placed the tissue over it. That sensation went away and you were hit with that all familiar sense of dizziness.

“Oh no.” You muttered and Jeongin went into panic mode, “A-are you okay? What’s wrong?” You removed the tissue paper and everyone in the room gasped. “B-blood!” Seungmin had shoved a wad of tissues into your hand, “Jeongin-ya, you should follow her to the toilet.”

Your nose was bleeding profusely and sucked in a deep breath, tilting your head down. The practice room was so silent and all you could hear was the sound of your heavy breathing. You stood up and stumbled, but Jeongin caught you. “I’m sorry.” You finally regained your balance and Chan shook his head, “You don’t have to be sorry. Go on and clean up.” Jeongin led you out of the dance room.

He had his arms hooked around your waist and was supporting you. You glanced at his worried face and gave a little giggle, “Jeongz, it’s okay! I’ve experienced this countless times—” “—you mean every time when there’s a test coming up?” You nodded sheepishly and Jeongin made a right turn.

He handed you more tissues and you let a small sneeze escape you. “Am I still bleeding?” Your hands flew to your face and true enough, you felt blood running down your nose and on to your shirt. You bit back a groan and Jeongin held your non-bloody hand, “I’m going to take care of you, okay?” He quickly opened the door of the handicapped toilet and you leaned over, the blood staining the porcelain white sink. You swiftly washed your nose and you giggled when you saw a wide-eyed Jeongin staring back at you, only to cough because your nose was blocked.

“I told you I’ll take care of you, right? Come here.” Jeongin pushed you to sit on the toilet lid and he gently dabbed your face. “I-I can do it by myself.” You blushed as he cupped your face, leaning in close. He gave a little pout, “I didn’t think you would be so stressed. This is the fourth nosebleed in three days!” “I didn’t want to bother you...I didn’t know that the stress would have built up to such an extent.” Jeongin’s hands were still on your face, his index finger stroking your cheeks.

“Next time, confide in me okay? You can text me.” Jeongin bopped your nose, cheekily grinning. He disposed of the tissue papers and looked at your bloody t-shirt. He tugged his pullover off him, “Here, put this on. Otherwise you would look like you got stabbed.” You held the soft yellow pullover in your hand and looked up at him. He stared back at you and your face heated up again, “Can you turn around?” “O-oh, yeah!” He swivelled on his feet and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. He stood by the door and you poked his side, “Thanks for this. For everything.”

“Anything for you. Also, you can keep the pullover.” Jeongin chewed the inside of his mouth to stop himself from giggling at how adorable you look. “You sure you won’t be cold?” “Nah, I have my padded coat. And I’m pretty sure my locker has another spare hoodie. Don’t worry.” He saw you rub your nose and froze for a second. “What is it? Another nosebleed—”

“—just kidding. You’re cute when you worry about me.” You got on your tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. “They should be coming back. I wonder what is taking them...so long.” Jisung paused as he swung the door open. “Yup. They are back! I’m going to pretend nothing happened.” Jisung told Jeongin and you hid your face in his chest.

“They like to tease me a lot, you know. I’ll always be here to take care of you, okay?” He hugged you, patting your head.

“Mhm. But that was so embarrassing!”

“But you’re cute! So cute!”