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“ah...love.”

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pairing: bonded mate! channie x gn! reader

↬ tags: non-idol! au, ABO au!, alpha! chan, omega! + gn! reader, mentions of separation anxiety, nicknames from chan would make me fold 

summary: you had terribly missed everything about chan [this is a self indulgent fic]

word count: 310 words

as soon as chan stepped foot into the apartment, his senses picked up on something. his omega, you. in distress. 

uneasiness and anxiety permeated the apartment thickly and chan’s heart beat in trepidation. “love? where are you?” he registered your whimpers and soft sobs coming from the room and in 3 long strides he entered the room, the door swinging open with a woosh. 

that was when he spotted you sitting in the cupboard, tucking yourself away in that tiny sliver of a space. his heart broke at the sight. you were in his pale orange hoodie, clutching onto his pillow like it was your lifeline. 

“c-chan...” you hiccuped his name and he immediately dropped his things to scoop you up in your arms. 

“ah...love.” leaning forwards, he nuzzled the exposed juncture of your neck and shoulder, effectively releasing his pheromones and scenting you. thoughts raced through his mind as you sniffled, grasping onto his button-up. 

after a while, with much soothing words and gentle touches from Chan, your cries ebbed out and you were now placated. 

“sorry.” 

you kept your face buried in his chest and chan peppered you with feather-light kisses, “it’s alright baby. don’t apologize for such things. “ chan’s mind drifted to the topic of separation anxiety that he overheard his co-workers talking about. he had also noticed how you’ve been silently clingy, but felt bad that he kept brushing you off because of work. he’d probably bring it up to you when you were comfortable. 

“would you like to take a shower?” chan pulled away and glanced down at you. hesitation flashed across your face, and you raised your gaze to meet his, “a-alone?” 

he internally chided himself: you needed him. 

“together, love. then we can grab a take-out.” you nodded at the prospect of spending time with him and he smiled.

“all for you.”

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“you’re right.”

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pairing: dog hybrid! jungwon x gn! reader ↬ tags: mentions of good friend! heeseung, jungwon being the biggest baby, reader is in school (no specification?) 

summary: jungwon just wants to spend his mornings with you word count: 566 words

a/n: for @ssunnk​ ,, hope you like it ! you gave me some form of inspiration to do a hybrid! enhypen post when i have time 

“...up. wake up!” jungwon nudged you, his tail wagging in excitement to see you rousing from your sleep. without looking, you ran your right hand through his fluffy brown hair, stopping right behind his floppy dog ears to gently rub that favorite spot. 

“i’m not late am i?” you retracted your hand to stifle a yawn and jungwon whined at the loss of contact, clearly indicating that you were in fact on time and that he wanted cuddles. 

“come here you big baby.” he clambered onto the bed, engulfing you in his embrace, a wide smile plastered on his face. you two lay in comfortable silence with you caressing his hair, before your phone vibrated, breaking the peace. 

jungwon watched as you reached over for your phone, noting the time which shone 8.04am. he then noticed a message which flashed across your screen and you immediately jerked out of bed, startling him. 

“I forgot I’ve got to meet Heeseung! He’s treating today’s breakfast.” jungwon pouted, “right now?” he memorized your timetable well enough to know your classes on tuesday started at 10 and would routinely wake you up around 2 hours before so you could get ready. or more like he could steal more headpats from you before he’d see you again in the evening. 

“yeah. he’s waiting for me. come on, up.” you tapped his forehead. jungwon glanced up at you and you shook your head, “wonnie, don’t do those puppy eyes at me.” you cupped his face and planted a big kiss on his cheek before getting out of bed. 

jungwon pulled your blankets up to his chin, tucking himself away in the coziness of your scent. you dashed into the joined bathroom, and a few minutes later you emerged, uniform neatly tucked in. you stumbled around, a little unsteady on your feet as you pulled on your socks. from the corner of his eyes, he spotted your school’s tie and grabbed it, beckoning you over. your eyes followed his actions and you gave him a lopsided grin. 

habitually, he looped the fabric around your neck before swiftly knotting the tie in place. “thanks bubs.” you hastily pressed a kiss on his lips before bending down to retrieve your school bag. jungwon slipped out of bed, following you into the living room. reaching out, he tugged you into his embrace, his chin comfortably on the crown of your head. 

“can you tell heeseung hyung that you’ll pass on his offer? i can make breakfast for you.” you playfully scoffed, “you? more like me who’s doing the cooking AND cleaning up.” you lightly pinched his cheeks but he refused to let his iron grip go. 

“please? pretty please? i just want to spend more time with you this morning.” jungwon pleaded, his voice lacing with a little more desperation than he had thought. 

a beat passed and jungwon had thought he had upset you because you were silent. slowly, his arms fell to his side and he bowed his head, “i’m sorry...i shouldn’t have crossed the line—” 

“—no, no. you’re right. i can always postpone it.” you dropped heeseung a text as jungwon’s eyes immediately brightened, a smile growing on his face. he contentedly yipped as he pulled you in for another hug. 

“so where’s the breakfast you promised me?” you joked and jungwon teasingly huffed, “i don’t know. how about we eat take-away?” 

“jungwon-!”

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“you already know where to go.”

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pairing: student! jungwon x student, uterus-having! reader ↬ tags: skipping classes, faking of having periods/ menses, morse code (horribly portrayed) please pay attention in class my readers, being best friends with jungwon since young!

summary: anything to get out of class, but first: how to get out of class? word count: 616 words

jungwon glanced up at the clock. 3.45pm. he inwardly groaned as the teacher droned on, talking about the respiration of plants. scheming a slightly devious plan, he stuck out his foot and deftly tapped your chair thrice. a secret code. 

jungwon watched for your reaction. you sat up a little straighter and jungwon internally pumped his fist in the air. leaning forwards, he tapped a simple string of dots and dash. 

ditch...ice cream. 

he paused, gauging your reaction. you pretended to stretch your arms, swiftly making an “OK” sign with your fingers before resuming your original position. 

“everyone, page 153.” the teacher’s monotonous voice rang out and everyone flipped to the next page, the classroom full of swishing noises. jungwon twirled the pen in his hand in pretense and the teacher turned back to the whiteboard. before he could lean forward, the classmate beside him let out a cough and jungwon huffed. 

shit...he couldn’t get caught. he sat back in his seat, opting to tap your chair instead. you...sick...i...help. 

jungwon hope you got the message. as soon as he retracted his foot, you immediately raised your hand. 

“ssaem (short form for teacher), i’m not feeling too good. may I be excused?” the teacher made an unimpressed face and jungwon bit his bottom lip. 

“my cramps. it’s very bad. i don’t think i can stand either.” to make your point, you doubled over in your seat and jungwon had to hold in his laughter. the class murmured and the teacher gave in, “fine. jungwon, help her out.” jungwon let out a little whoop in his mind. 

thankfully that day he had left his bag in the locker, only bringing his books back up to class. screw the workbooks. he could always leech off someone. he carried your sling bag and together, you two left via the back of the classroom. only until you two were near the lockers on the first floor, that Jungwon started teasing, “your acting is mighty fine.” he chuckled. you shook your head, rolling your eyes, “anything to get out of that class. did you see how slow she’s going? also, where’s your bag—” 

“—left it in the locker. good thing i had foreseen a boring biology lesson. come on, let's go!” it would be troublesome to have to come back to school to get it and jungwon had really thanked his gut for thinking of putting his bag in the locker. giving the hallway a quick visual sweep through, he unlocked his personalized locker with extreme speed and snatched his backpack from it’s confines. 

you grinned at him, clearly impressed with this trump card he played. “well done indeed. now, time to leave this school inconspicuously.” jungwon liked how you emphasized the very last word and he couldn’t stop beaming, “you already know where to go.”

moving deftly, two of you trekked through the grassy and unkempt backyard to a brick wall that was shrouded by the many oak trees surrounding the school.

wordlessly, jungwon knelt down and using his broad shoulders as a stepping stone, you heaved yourself up onto the platform. when you deemed the sidewalk safe from any on-lookers (you had to be safe), you then reached out a hand to pull him up. when you two finally made it safely out of the school premises, then only did jungwon allow himself to let out bursts of laughter. 

“why do i always seem to be dragged into your nonsense?” you sighed dramatically and he bumped shoulders with you, “too bad it seems. we’re stuck together for life.” every single milestone you've gone through, he’s been there with you and vice versa. “fine. now, how about getting that ice cream?”

“sounds like a plan.” 

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“can i have a kiss?”

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pairing: bf! jeno x gn! reader ↬ tags: first date!!, non-idol! au, mentions of reader’s brother, first love type vibes ahh !! 

summary: if it’s one thing you absolutely adored, it was jeno being the absolute gentleman he is word count: 290 words  

night had fallen and the clouds hung high in the sky; jeno’s date (first ever date, his mind helpfully supplied) with you had come to an end. he squeezed your hands a little tighter, interlocking fingers with you. 

you glanced up at him and gave him a bashful smile, leaning closer to him. the light breeze caused the browned leaves to rustle and jeno fastened his scarf around your neck. 

“aren’t you cold?” you reached out to cup his face. “mhmn’t.” jeno shook his head, ruffling your hair. you halted to a stop right outside your complex and jeno stood in front of you. 

“ah...i wish our time together didn’t have to end so fast.” jeno pouted. “me too. but guess who has a strict brother that sets an 11 pm curfew?” you joked, trying to lighten the mood. 

“can i have a kiss?” jeno leaned forward, tapping his left cheek with his index finger. you hid your slightly embarrassed face behind your hands, but composed yourself and kissed his cheek. jeno took this opportunity and pulled you in closer until your body was flushed against him. His gaze lowered to your lips and you stopped him with an index finger to his lips. 

“don't you think you should wait a bit more to get to know me better?" 

if it was even possible at all, you blushed even harder, averting your gaze. at this moment, jeno thought you couldn’t look anymore delectable than you already were. “if it’s what you wish. how about another kiss?” jeno cheekily asked and you stood on your tip-toes and pecked him on the cheek once more. 

you burrowed your face in his wide chest, hugging him tighter. 

“see you tomorrow?” “see you tomorrow!”

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“I don’t need your concern.” - Yangyang

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“Yangyang, how is your roomie?” Xiaojun question and Yangyang shrugged, “How should I know? It’s not like I’m keeping tabs.” Xiaojun rolled his eyes and held up his phone, showing a text message between you, Yangyang’s roomie, and him. “So?” Yangyang replied flippantly. “You’re not getting the point here. Your roomie’s sick.” A sour feeling formed in the pits of his gut and he gulped, choosing to ignore it. Xiaojun shoved a tupperware and a thermal flask in Yangyang’s direction and sighed. “Since I’m not allowed to go to to your block, you’d have to pass it on behalf of me.” 

–

“I don’t need your concern, Liu Yangyang.” Yangyang held you by your shoulders, as you weakly struggled against his strong grip. He had found you crouched in front of the door to the toilet and lifted you to your feet. “You’re sick.” He repeated for the umpteenth time. He felt bad; Yangyang had vaguely remembered trying to get you to wake up, but he didn’t ensure that you left the room for class. Why are you feeling bad? It’s not like you’re going to benefit from it, he reminded himself. 

For the longest time and for some unexplainable reason, you have made it clear that you didn’t like Yangyang. Yangyang let out a breath, “Xiaojun instructed me to give you this to drink.” You pushed him away, “Later.” “Stop being so stubborn and let me help you!” Yangyang protested. 

Yangyang’s eyes bore into your glassy ones and you stared at him blankly, before looking away letting out a sniffle. You lay down back in your bed, defeated, as a tear escaped your eyes, “Leave me alone.” You coughed weakly into your clenched fist, and Yangyang felt a pang of guilt, “Hey. I know you hate me, but I’m not that mean to leave you to suffer.” You indignantly glanced at him and out of nervousness he rambled on, “I mean…it might be my fault that I lowered the air conditioner to a cold temperature, but I’m doing this—”

You cut him off by flipping to your side, “I…I just don’t want you to see me in my weakest, okay?! Now just leave me alone.” Yangyang let that information sink in. The icy cold impression you gave off…was just so people didn’t see your weak side? 

“I don’t want you to get sick. You’ve got classes tomorrow.” You continued, pulling the blankets higher. Yangyang opened his mouth, ready to retort back, but stopped when you gave him a side glance, “I can take care of myself.” 

Yangyang exhaled, “I’ll be right here if you need me. So please, let me help you.”