Youre Going To Overwork Yourself.

“you’re going to overwork yourself.”

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pairing: bf! joshua x gn! reader 

↬ tags: school! au, mentions of vernon as your classmate, reader stays in a dorm!, reader being overworked and joshua being the lovely man he is <3, falling sick (ew) but comforting shua (yay)

summary: joshua doesn’t like it when you get stressed out and sick, but he’s here to make it all better 

word count: 298 words

“joshua?” 

your muddled mind couldn't comprehend why your boyfriend who supposedly had class was here at your dorm. wordlessly, he picked you up like a sack of potatoes and brought you into your room. 

“my...computer is still on and i have a report to rush!” you lethargically reached out but joshua speedily tucked you in. 

“you’ve got to rest. you’re going to overwork yourself.” 

“ah vernon! i told him to not tell you about it.” you didn’t want to worry joshua, much less have him to come over. 

“i heard from him and I immediately rushed over when my class was over.” joshua simply stated and you looked up at him, his eyes full of concern. 

you stopped talking when Joshua placed his hand on your forehead and your face heated up. “you’re pretty warm. wait here.” 

you sniffled and you lay patiently in bed. a pounding headache settled between your eyebrows and you shut your eyes. 

“what did I tell you? your immune system is down.” joshua gently chided but he pulled you into his embrace, “here, take these and have a good rest.” 

you obediently swallowed the pills and cringed when the bitter taste hit the back of your mouth. softly chuckling, he closed the curtains and the door to your room. 

“no more working for the rest of this day.”

he crawled into your single bed and he spooned you, his much larger frame comfortably snuggled behind you. 

“high chance you might get sick, but i don't want you to go.” you wistfully added the last part and his warm breath tickled the back of your neck, “i’m not planning to go anyways. my immune system is stronger than you think.” 

and just like that, the two of you slept in a peaceful silence. 

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can i request prompt 75 (b) with the boyz sunwoo pls?

teehee this is my ideal type of situation!! omo i’m blushing hahahaha

hope you like it! you can read it here

can i request 45 from list b with jongho pls :,)

as you can tell i really have no experience writing about music making since i don’t make music bUT here you go! i hope you like it (and i may or may not have screwed up the ending :C) 

can i request prompt 7 of list c ‘sitting in his lap to get his attention’ with sangyeon pls 🥺 tysm 🥰

if i could write smut, i would be hey! i tend to write better fluffy stories though i had so much oThEr tHinGS i imagined- 

you can now read it here

stay at home with the dreamies - l.jn



“So I guess playing with water guns in the cold weather wasn’t the best idea, hm?” Jeno dug out the fever pills and handed them to you. Jeno leaned his back against the kitchen counter as you gulped down the pills, grimacing as you did so. Chenle sat beside you, pouting. “I’m not going to die Chenle. I’ll be better soon. I swear.” You pinky promised and Chenle left. Jeno knew you were trying to reassure him, but judging from your hunched back, you were hiding it.

“Off to bed. I’ll make sure the rest stays quiet.” Jeno tapped your thigh, motioning you to stand up. You huffed, “Can you piggy-back me? I think my legs just went bleh. And my head is pounding.” You stuck out your tongue, attempting and succeeding in showing a dead face. Jeno good-naturedly rolled his eyes and you happily hopped on.

You let out a stifled yawn as Jeno tucked you in, “Aren’t you glad I’m the one taking care of you and not Chenle?” “Mhm. Chenle can’t even take care of himself.” Jeno hummed in agreement and when he heard you go silent, he knew that the drug has taken effect and he wordlessly left the room.

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“Could you guys lower your volume? Someone that’s not Chenle is sick.” Jeno poked fun at Chenle and he threw a pillow at him. “Geez, hyungs! Stop looking at me like that!” With that he left the living room, escaping to his shared room with Jisung. Jeno sinked into the couch and flipped through his book, his eyes moving from left to right.

He finally had some free time outside his schedule to read this book, but his peace was cut short when Haechan raised his voice for the remote control, “It’s my turn to decide on what we’re watching today! Oh dang, I’m too loud.” Jaemin comedically widened his eyes, and Renjun hushed them. Sighing in slight frustration, he languidly stalked into your room.

He saw your bed sheets rustling and he froze at the door. “I can see you Jeno.” Your eyes surfaced from the blankets and Jeno laughed, “Hi, how are you?” “Like cotton in my system.” Jeno crawled to the end of your bed and proceeded to read where he left off.

“Are you finally reading that book I gave you?” You murmured, twisting your body and squinting a little to see the title. “Yeah.” A pause later Jeno suggested, “I’ll read it out.” You flashed him a happy smile and he reached over to tuck you in, a domestic action Jeno was accustomed to. Just like that, the two of you had spent time together, him reading off the book and you nodding off to la-la-land.

"I might have had a few shots." - Jacob

hiya! could i request prompt 10 from list a with y/n saying it to jacob? ty!

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: drunk jacob = very cute ↬ tags: idol! jacob, fem! reader, ft. idol! eric & kevin  ↬ word count: 623 words

↬ a/n: i misread this- i apologize ;x

Normal Jacob? Cute. A drunk Jacob? Utterly adorable. The thing is, no one really wants to be his drinking buddy. The other 10 members of The Boyz would find an excuse, usually leaving either Eric and Kevin behind since Jacob would giggle in English and the only the two of them can understand him. So when you heard a knock and an all-too-familiar laughter, you turned the knob and pulled the door towards you.

“Eric?” He smiled at you, “Hi noona! We’ve got a delivery!” Eric moved into your humble abode as Kevin heaved Jacob, “Hi. Parcel for the girlfriend of Jacob Bae?” You rolled your eyes, chuckling at their antics, “You know where my room is.” Kevin removed his shoes and he lugged a very tipsy, red-faced Jacob into your bedroom. They’ve been here a couple of times and every single time it’s because of a pretty drunk Jacob.

“Let me guess. A celebration?” Eric nodded his head vigorously as he made himself comfortable in the dining room, “Yeah. It’s to celebrate us getting first place in the Road to Kingdom!” He added the last part excitedly and you grinned, “I saw! I’m really proud of you all.” You reached out to pinch his cheeks and he swatted your hands away. “I'll grab water for the two of you.” You offered when Kevin emerged from the room, brushing his messy bangs out of his face, “Thank you. Awh dang, it’s a little too late to go back to the dorm right?” Kevin pouted, clearly meaning something else.

“Fine. You two can stay here for tonight. But as soon as the sun comes out, all three of you are going to go back to your dorm.” They held up their pinky fingers, “We promise!” Kevin once told you his fellow 98’ liner Changmin had weird tendencies and he had scared the life out of Eric and Kevin thrice, when he was drunk on three separate occasions. “Take off your coats and finish up your water. I’ll take the blankets out.” You did a quick work of settling the two of them and you bid them goodnight (and good morning because it was past 12 am).

Pouring a third cup of water and popping another two pills out of its shell, you headed into your bedroom. “Hi baby! Kevin told me we’re coming to see you.” He hiccupped and you pressed a kiss, “Hey boo, I need you to drink a little water.” You helped him up and he took a couple of gulps before gently nudging it. “Geez, how much did you have?”

“I might have a few shots. It was fun~!” He dragged out the final word and you removed his coat and placed it on the chair. “Let’s go to bed.” “No! I want to tell you about our final stage! Did you see me? I was fake fighting against Eric!” You hushed Jacob when his excitement got a little too loud but you answered him nevertheless, “Yeah, I saw. You were really dashing.” You tucked him into bed and he flipped to face you, eyes all hazy. Despite having drunk a couple of shots, you could still smell his citrusy scent and you gazed at him, brushing his brown locks away from his face.

“And...and I was so so happy! That we got first place you know? I had thought of you when we were giving our thanks. You’ve been here for me and I love you so...so much.” He hid his face in embarrassment and he giggled, “Yeah I love you so much!” You laughed, “I adore you too, my love.” In that position, Jacob fell asleep, his body hunched protectively around you.

“Jacob Bae, you’re just so...so endearing.”