Yksomeone Should Make A Crossover Between Tvd And Wednesday

Yk…someone should make a crossover between tvd and Wednesday 🤭🤭

when an almost ending happens... pt. 1

word count 3.1k| pairing tyler galpin x fem!addams sister!reader | show wednesday (netflix) | warnings someone gets stabbed, someone dies, and someone, well yeah someone. do lmk any more, manipulation | author’s note a detour from the actual show bc for obvious reasons, but we are stopping laurel. additionally this is a request, which is why the relationship between tyler and y/n are very touchy, feely.

request — “Hello! I love your writing it’s helping to feed my current obsession with Tyler lol, can you do a one shot where Laurel awakens Tyler’s Hyde but doesn’t manage to get him to listen to her and Tyler instead submits to his girlfriend(the reader who’s an Addams). Can it be fluff and Tyler’s relationship with the reader is like Gomez and Morticia’s from the 90s movies! Thank you in advance!! <3 also no pressure you don’t have to do this!”

request note — i turned it into a two part series! it is supposed to be cheesy and whatnots due to the nature of the request

— FRUSTRATED through the endless mysteries from familial past to the on-going monster hunt, nothing seems to be connecting. luckily, you and your sister, wednesday, were able to solve the criminal investigation that involved your dad. a nice break from the monster hunt, which was rather ice cold. no leads and everything just went on as normal. additionally, eugene thankfully was stable in the hospital. though, from what you had thought was a break, you were left in the dark about how your sister was able to snag your boyfriend, tyler to investigate the gates mansion alongside enid. 

though, you were very much annoyed at your sister for continuing to investigate despite the losses of her friends for manipulation. much more annoyed at how each of them would rant to you as if you were some sort of therapist, wondering how kinbott can keep such an upbeat attitude with having to bear the dead weight of others’ thoughts and feelings. even if she is dead now. 

“wednesday, the investigation has already concluded. xavier has been put behind bars, kinbott is dead. you found the hyde and its master. can we just be done? and i don’t know, celebrate in our own ways,” you stretched, climbing off her bed. watching your phone vibrate, the message notification lit up, knowing it was tyler asking you to come to weathervane as he closed. 

“if celebrating means making out with your boyfriend in a crypt, then i would not like to celebrate,” not once does she turnaround from her typewriter as she pointed out the one time she had caught you both during a movie night.

 you huffed in annoyance while adjusting your jacket. marching to her closet, you grabbed her jacket and chucked at her, “come on, we’re going to weathervane. and don’t bother saying anything, tyler made your drink just as you like it.”

“hmph.”

“you should start considering locking the doors behind you, maybe a monster is still lurking around,” you jokingly had said as you entered the café your boyfriend worked in who was sweeping. wednesday walking behind you, her glare intensified as you knew she felt that she was being taken away from her ‘precious’ writing time.

“and i thought you guys solved the mystery,” tyler set his broom, propping it against the chair. you happily embraced him, a kiss shared between you both. his hands travelling to your waist, holding you tighter. 

“you two make me nauseous,” wednesday complained interrupting the kiss before it would begin to become much more passionate.  your sister may have known where things would start leading if you and tyler were left alone. it also may be due to your parents also having such a touchy and expressive sort of relationship, just as she had to interrupt them in one of the many times such as on the ride to the first day of nevermore. 

to avoid sending your eyes into the back of your sockets, you just sighed, “wednesday. you would be the same if you know the feeling, only maybe if your little admirer wasn’t a psychokiller. what about enid? your roommate is the only one that you show interest to.”

“our relationship is too much to handle for her. she wouldn’t be able to withstand such feeling. our love is different,” tyler’s eyes never left your face. 

smiling as your hands travelled up to shoulders and then wrapping it around behind his neck. though there was a small mark, hole, if you will, a fresh one. sitting next to another one that you noticed that was there a week prior, but they were usually consistent, the same mark in the same place. you may have been just overthinking it after the stress of the finale of the investigation. grazing over it, you simply nodded, “you are correct, mi amore.”

sharing a smile as the both of you ever so leaning in, lips barely grazing. the little space teasing you both, enjoying the minor torture. before being able to connect, wednesday continues to interrupt with her annoyance, “i can’t believe i have to witness my sister partake in the same sort of relationship our parents have despite saying she would never would.”

you snapped to your sister, “why are you even here?”

“you brought me here.”

“i asked her to, wednesday, since i know you don’t celebrate victories or birthdays, here,” tyler pecked your cheek as he left your embrace. your arm delicately extended out as his arm, the last touch. in less than a second, he was back, filling the space. though in his one hand, he handed your sister her celebratory coffee, which she immediately took. the quickness of her taking it was a thanks of its own. you were too preoccupied in staring into his eyes until you see wednesday drop the cup. a thud sounded; you were about to nag at her for wasting tyler’s energy. grabbing her hand, you felt the electricity, knowing that you were about to be sent to some sort of vision with her.

for some reason, you could never initiate the vision when it happens, just wednesday. though, all you had to do was touch her and the vision would be shared. not only the vision would be shared, but your minds were connected. it was rather helpful being able to have some sort of commentary as you watch events unfold together.

the vision of kinbott screaming. a flash followed with her lying on the ground, slashes throughout her body, and laying in her own pool of blood. another flash showing the hyde. flash. tyler. your tyler. blood on his mouth, naked. 

“your boyfriend is the psychopath who kills people.”

“oh my, wednesday. isn’t this exciting?

the vision shot you both out to return you to the present, eyes wide open. tyler’s eyes were the first thing you saw, concern written all over his face. you were unsure what you were supposed to be feeling regarding about your boyfriend. a psychokiller. in what way after all of this, you doubt that he would be walking out as a freeman. his dad would surely put him behind bars. immediately sitting up straight, your head turned to your sister. her eyes screamed let’s go behind that monotone demeanor, which you nodded. 

“tyler, amore. me and wednesday are going to back to nevermore. we just had a vision of thing being in danger,” the nervousness while getting up, you needed to rush out of there immediately. you gave him a quick peck on his cheek before your jacket was tugged by wednesday, practically dragging you out of there. the one time she has ever done that. and not once did you turn back to him.

“so. our investigation ends up continuing with someone wrongfully behind bars. my boyfriend proves to not be a normie. so, where does this put us in our investigation?” your chin was propped in the palm of your hand as you sat at wednesday’s desk as she stood in front of you. you avoided long text conversations with tyler, mostly texting to make sure he does not get suspicious that you and your sister know. you also did not want to know what she was going to do. she was surely scheming as she was glaring even harder at wall, there is definitely something going on in the dark brain of hers, “no torturing, wednesday. you’re not trying to get expelled, worse for you, if you fail at attempting murder.”

“you assume the worst of me. i won’t fail this time, though. we need to get the nightshades together and single out your boyfriend. no questions, just get him to the crackstone crypt tomorrow night,” wednesday demands as she usually does, always using everyone around her. though, you obliged to text tyler. you saw the vision, and there was no escaping the fact that he’s a killer. additionally, hurting eugene was a big no for you. 

“well, i am going to assume the worst for you. but, you saw what i saw. i saw what you saw. but you have to think about it, it’s exciting that my boyfriend is some sort of villain. it’s rather exhilarating,” you swiped to look at the text notification, seeing that he responded almost immediately with a kissy emoji and an “ok.” you grinned, sending him similar emojis. without looking up, you verbalized his agreement to coming to the set plans tomorrow while still texting him, “he said yeah.”

“snap out of it, (y/n). he might be just deceiving you, which he already has. he also is responsible for hurting eugene,” wednesday snapped her fingers in front of your face. you swatted her hand from your face, setting your phone down with a huff.

since that night of her asking you to send him to crypt, that was the last thing that you have completed in your sister’s investigation. you decided to not tag along with her and the nightshades as you did not want to witness the torturing of your boyfriend. for some reason, you did not hear anything that has happened that night or anything, not even the following morning after wednesday’s plans. weems practically kept you trapped at nevermore, and your phone seemed to not work correctly with the internet, as well as the cellular data. you figured they were getting it fixed, oddly enough, weems made you much busier the entirety of the day with unusual tasks that you were not usually prompted to do. retiring for the rest of the day after completing the last bits of the final task, you walked into your room, seeing thing. you rushed over, watching his sign ever so carefully.

“where have you been? weems keept me busy the last two days. wednesday? what, expelled? of course, she did, i’m not surprised. yes, yes. i know, go find tyler? of course, oh. what, ms. thornhill is a bad guy? she did what to him? what a psycho, she’ll pay for that. interesting. thank you for telling me, thing. you go what you need to do with enid, i’ll go save wednesday,” understanding the plan with thing, you ended with the secret handshake between you both. 

there was no time to waste, except the time you wasted changing out of your uniform. the rush to the crypt felt long, sprinting was not the best idea, but your sister was in danger. heaving as you held onto the tree for support, trying to catch your breath as you walked to the entrance of the crypt.  the door barely open and smelling the candles. what truly an awful scent, you would think resurrecting a cursed soul would enable better candle scents. sliding past the front, you see your sister hanging from the ceiling. what did she get herself into this time? 

carefully but rushing towards her, you looked around, making sure that no one was watching her. grabbing the pins located in your jacket and the stool underneath the table, you mounted yourself on the stool to comfortably unlock wednesday from her shackles. catching your unconscious sister, you made sure to hook her arm around your shoulder to leave the premise as quiet as possible. damn, why is this so hard? practically dead weight.

“uh-uh, ms. addams, what are you doing?” thornhill questioned in a teasing tone. from the guess of how much she had to raise her voice, you were sure she was much farther.

not wanting to risk whether she was right there, you kept walking. it was the smartest decision you were having the entire of the night, keep the distance. not turning around, you still answered, making sure to leave with the last words, “not wanting to mess with you, laurel gates.”

“tyler, baby, go make mama proud and retrieve one of them for me. either girl works for me, they’re both part of the addams bloodline, anyways,” laurel demanded. just like magic, tyler appeared in front of you, making the easy exit to be a fraud just as you thought. 

you eyed him, shaking your head no, “tyler, move out of the way.”

remembering that the master controls the hyde, he was going to do anything laurel demanded him to do. you were not sure if he was able to disobey and control his own. halting in your movement with the proximity, tyler eyed you, wrapping his hands around your shoulders, which is when you realized that through his eyes, that he was trying to tell you something. squeezing your shoulders, until laurel barked at him to hurry. with the force he had, he ripped wednesday off your shoulders, causing her to lay on the ground, and he dragged you to laurel. too shocked and confused to not know what to say, you were kneeled in front of laurel with tyler’s grip now on the collar of your jacket. 

“good job, baby. aww.. you believed that he actually loved you. he used you, just like i asked him to,” laurel placed her hand on tyler’s cheek in a motherly way, voice mocking you.

“are you that self-loathing for you to wait that long to initiate this plan?” you questioned her. 

“patience is key. it’s all worth it, the pleasure of winning after the waiting game feels so good especially when we get rid all of you outcasts,” she chained your hands together, taking you out of tyler’s grip and dragging you to the sarcophagus. it felt as if everything went by so fast, the palm of your hand sliced open and it felt like a magnet as your latched onto the blood lock. trying to get your hand off to prevent unlocking the blood seal, but you couldn’t. all was done. she snapped again to tyler after hooking your chains to the wall, “dinner time, tyler, honey. you can get rid of both of them now.”

“tyler, no, stop her, please,” you winced, unsealing the blood lock took much out of you. you could not do anything, energy levels at zero. you felt like your body was going limp as you sat against the wall. watching tyler sinisterly walking towards you, you knew this was it. there was no way that you were going to survive what was about to happen. the zero amount of emotion shown on your boyfriend’s face secured the deal that you were going to be dead in any moment. he was about to be the ugliest monster out here. kneeling in front of you and hands on either side of your head, his face inching closer to yours. he was going to transform. for the first time in your life, perhaps a couple of times, you were absolutely terrified, close to shitting yourself. face turning to the side, eyes closed shut, you did not want your last memory of him to be the ugly monster. until you felt the softest pair of lips placed onto your own. stunned but the familiarity, you adjusted your head to give a better angle in being able to deepen the kiss.

“you really think i was going to kill you, my love?” tyler pulled away, placing his forehead against yours. he was able to promptly unlock your shackles.

you grinned, shaking your head, “of course not, why would you?”

he grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles. you giggled, as he helped you up, supporting your weak body from the unlocking of the blood lock. though, your smitten reunion was cut short, as thornhill screeched. oh, your poor ears. that was the worst villain scream you have heard. you were sure wednesday would have awoken from that. with the help of tyler, you leaned into his side as you stood together, “looks like your plans are going to be stopped, thornhill. i’m going to assume that you were never tyler’s master in the first place. you made him succumb to your side through wrongful attempts such as manipulation.”

“i am his master, he has been submitting to me. i showed him what he needed, a mother’s love,” she tossed goody’s book aside onto the table.

“you still used him. i notice the fresh syringe marks that he would have every so often, so you could keep him loyal to you,” you implied, but you were sure those were the marks. the connection of when wednesday had told you about what she found in faulkner’s diary of the hydes, chemical inducement or hypnosis would work to awaken the hyde. 

“you noticed those, my love?” tyler questioned.

“of course i did, but i didn’t want to assume anything, though,” you placed your hand on his cheek, caressing it.

“oh god. get on it with it, what are you trying to get at?” laurel questioned.

“what i’m trying to get at is,” there was one hypothesis that you could test. wavering a little bit, perhaps tyler also knew that laurel’s attempts were not working anymore. you squeezed his hand three times, a signal of distraught or something was to come, doubling as an ‘i love you.’ knowing that those three words were quite foreign to you during your relationship due to the nature of your family, he introduced the action during a minor stress session when you learned that your sister was soon attending nevermore due to a mishap with ‘attempted murder,’ which you thought her actions were much justified when finding out that she targeted pugsley’s bullies.

but, it was your turn to do the same, this time not with an attempted. yours was going to complete the job, “tyler, get her.”

feeling his lips press your temple, you gave him space, allowing him to transform. as much as you enjoyed a gruesome show, witnessing your boyfriend do your bidding, even for a rather good reason, was not on your list. though, what you were not expecting was the sarcophagus and its body parts lighting up. eyes travelling back and forth between your boyfriend about to slash through laurel and the black smoke flooding the crypt. coughing through it and trying to walk through, you tried to not lose sight of laurel and tyler. events were spiralling a little too quickly for your liking, not enough time. what do i do? the quick assumption that the prophetic drawing was still going but at what cost?

“you’re a little too late, addams,” laurel says, laughing manically, only to be silenced as tyler slashes through her body. shit.

hearing wednesday groggily calling your name, though the same tone when she calls for help. one that is not frequently used, only heard once and an almost ending had occurred. what seemed like a blur, last seeing your boyfriend in his hyde form, blood around his lips and claws, and the feeling of something piercing your insides, and it turned, being much more painful. tyler’s eyes turned into much worry, even as a monster. trying to make a sound, yet you felt silenced, something holding your tongue back. here was another ending, one you did not know if it was another almost.

“thou shalt be silenced for your crimes of witchcraft, addams.”

part one, i may delete due to me not liking it and redo it.

4 and 56 with maybe like chaeri introducing wooyoung to jimin, his literal idol?

Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.

Chaeri's Masterlist

I had a lot of fun writing this little drabble, thank you for such an original request! 🫶🏼

Wooyoung's birthday

❒ genre: Slice of life

❒ words: 1k+

❒ summary: In which Wooyoung asks Chaeri to introduce him to Jimin

❒ prompts requested: 4. "Whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no" | 56. "I see you. I know you're watching me."

November 2022

"I see you" 

The moment KQ entertainment signed her on as the choreographer for their group Ateez for the next two years, she was given all the comfort they could afford. 

This meant frequently going between Hybe and KQ while working non-stop. But it did not bother her at all. She was born for this kind of life; she had been mentored by many accomplished professionals in putting up awesome shows for over nine years. Now, she had a chance to take on the role herself and lead other artists to success.

The agency felt blessed from the first moment Hongjoong had informed them that he was connected with her.

Then, when she accepted their offer and joined the team, they knew they'd struck gold: having such an expensive and famous artist within the organization, even as a choreographer and partner to one of its idols, was a huge benefit for the group, which experienced a substantial surge in both fame and wealth.

Because of this, they had spent a fortune to give her the best tools and a highly-equipped studio where she could work in peace. Her resources even put the CEO's office to shame. They left no cost unaccounted for.

And yet, whenever she had to examine choreography, positions, and performances, she would settle into the KQ practice room, on the floor. Her glasses perched on her nose, headphones over her ears, a drink next to her, and the laptop balanced between her legs.

That day was no different. Chaeri was in the practice room with her headphones on, intently watching the screen of her laptop. She was reviewing the dance moves of Ateez's upcoming comeback, Halazia.

She watched Wooyoung pause at the entrance of the room for a little while. He had attempted to enter before pausing, retreat back down the hallway, try again, and then take two steps back until he stopped in place, fixedly gazing at her.

"I know you're watching me." Chaeri added, her eyes still fixed on the screen. 

Wooyoung's cheeks flushed a bright red as he realized he had been caught. He cleared his throat before making his way over to where she was sitting. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I just wanted to thank you for the work you are doing with us," the boy made an embarrassed bow, his lips pressed together until they formed a single straight line. "You're so talented. No choreographer is as good as you" 

Chaeri pulled the earphones from her ears and stopped the video that had been playing on repeat for almost an hour. With one finger, she pushed her glasses back to where they belonged on the bridge of her nose, then raised an eyebrow with suspicion. "Whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no" 

Wooyoung could no longer hide his true intensions as he dropped to the ground next to her, whining. He looked up at her, pleading, "Noonaaa, how did you know? I hadn't even said a word yet”

Chaeri sighed, shaking her head. "It's always the same with you guys. What is it this time?”

Wooyoung sat up straight, his eyes wide with excitement. "I was wondering if you could introduce me to Jimin sunbaenim. I would be over the moon if I could meet him once."

"No" 

Wooyoung's face fell at the immediate rejection of his request.  "But why not?" He tried to plead with her, "Please, Chaeri noona. I've always looked up to him, and he's my role model. I would love to have just five minutes with him."

"Because it's not my place to introduce you to him. And even if it was, I'm not going to use my connections for something like that. Plus he's a busy person." 

Wooyoung pouted, sulking on the ground. Chaeri couldn't help but chuckle at his childish behavior. 

"Everything in life is so boring lately" Jimin sighed

The apartment was peaceful, orderly, and tidy-looking like a work of art. The only discordant element was them, stretched out on the sofa for hours on end, exchanging minimal words between each other and spending most of the time texting or scrolling through their phones or social media accounts - an accurate illustration of "being busy."

"Mh-mh" Chaeri gave an affirmative hum of acknowledgment before securely closing her phone, whose battery was almost fully drained. "By the way," she added, "I wanted to talk to you about something"

Jimin turned his head towards her, curious. "What is it?"

"Are you free Saturday night?"

"Sure, why?"

"It's the birthday of Wooyoung from ATEEZ. He really likes you, so I thought about taking you with me to KQ."

Jimin was surprised but he couldn't help but feel flattered. "Oh, that sounds great!"

"I told him I wouldn't introduce you when he asked me a few days ago" Chaeri chuckled, her cheeks brightening slightly "It would be more fun if it was a surprise, right? To be honest, I was quite entertained by his desperate plea."

Jimin shook his head fondly "Ah, so Yoongi hyung must have really influenced you, huh?"

Jimin's cheeks had turned so red that they almost felt like they were burning from embarrassment.

Chaeri had forced him to show up at Wooyoung's birthday party with a comically large blue bow on his head. Now he was standing in front of the birthday boy, who seemed too shocked to speak, teary-eyed and wide-mouthed at finding his role model at his own party.

Chaeri held Jimin's hand tightly, as if to prevent him from removing the bow from his hair.

"Happy Birthday Woo," Chaeri said "I hope you are not too disappointed with your gift. Sometimes he can get very annoying"

"Happy birthday Wooyoung. I hope you don't mind if I kick your choreographer's ass when the party's over" Jimin told him, without breaking the smile from his lips

Everyone at the party laughed at Jimin's comment, and Wooyoung's face lit up with excitement. "Thank you so much for coming, Jimin sunbaenim. This is the best birthday gift I could have ever asked for" 

Jimin finally managed to took off the bow from his hair and placed it on Wooyoung's head, making everyone laugh again. 

The guy placed the ribbon on his head better, proud of the item given to him by Jimin.

He turned his gaze to Chaeri "Thank you" He was thrilled and his lips trembled slightly, a movement that no one would have noticed except those who knew him well "And thank you Hongjoong hyung for meeting her and bringing her to us"

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Paper Cranes | Kim Taehyung (M)

PAIRING: Kim Taehyung x F!Reader

GENRE: Fluff, smut, angst. Non idol AU. College AU. Best friends to lovers. Slice of life.

WARNINGS: Explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (stay safe!), so much fluff you might pass out

WORD COUNT: 18.3k

DESCRIPTION: It is said that if someone folds 1000 paper cranes, they will receive one wish. Kim Taehyung has been folding you paper cranes since he was six years old. He won’t tell you what he’s going to wish for once he reaches his goal, but even into your twenties, all you know is that he’s been wishing for the same thing every time.

You’re six years old when you receive your first paper crane from Kim Taehyung.

Your first year of elementary school is almost over—there’s only two months left until summer break, and you’ve been counting down the days until you are finally free to wake up as late as you want and play with your friends until the sun goes down.

That’s also why it strikes you as odd that there’s a new transfer student, his newly assigned seat right beside yours, being introduced to the class. His eyes are big and wide underneath a fringe of dark brown hair, and he’s cute in the way that all kids are cute—with rosy cheeks, big ears, and a shy demeanour that tells you that he would most likely rather have stayed at his previous school.

After a brief introduction of Hello, I’m Kim Taehyung, he shuffles over and takes his seat. He doesn’t really look at you, keeping his head down as he pulls his notebooks from his backpack. You see that the margins are covered in doodles, little cartoons and make-believe stories etched onto every far corner of the page.

You open your mouth to introduce yourself, but the sound of your teacher’s voice has you facing the blackboard once more. You try not to think too hard about the new boy sitting beside you, gently humming to himself as he doodles butterflies in an open meadow.

At recess, you’re playing with a few friends, doing cartwheels and rolling around on the grass. You’re giggling with your friend, Chaeyoung, when you hear a ruckus happening not too far away.

“Hey! Please, no, give it back!”

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what if i give in to my demonic urges and write a min ho fanfic from xo kitty because i can't hold it in me and need to let out my feelings which are very real for him. 😭

edit : yk what, if u have any ideas, send them in 🫡

Gotta Go

Damian Wayne x Fem!reader

Summary: You recently dropped your single Gotta Go & are now on a tour promoting it & doing interviews. This also led to not being able to see your boyfriend more often, but after he’s shown that you're on tv his whole day brightens up.

TW: FLUFF, Damian death staring Gar, Damian is 18+

WC: 1,114 (so short ik ik)

A/N: After a lot of school and working this fic is FINALLY READY. I wanted this to be perfect for you guys since I love kpop and want to share it with you all! The purple is Korean & the pink is the translation. Enjoy this fanfic! Also the link to the performance this is based on should already be showing up.———————————————————————

Readers POV:

I had grabbed my bags and my ride was at the front, I didn’t want to leave Damian but he’ll be fine right? I take that back, I’m gonna be really busy and sadly won’t be able to call him much.

“Dami, I really have to go now I’m gonna be late for my flight!” I struggled to get out of his grasp, it’s funny how a hug can turn into a bear grasp with him.

“Beloved do you have to go? You could stay here and promote your single remotely!”

I sighed, I wanted to stay with him but this is my first Korean album in a while. So I’ll be promoting in South Korea but I also have a tour coming up so, it’s gonna be a long ride...

“Baby you know if I could I would stay, I’ll only be in Korea for a few weeks and then I will be right here with you every day okay?” After hearing that Damian let his bear grasp on me go, “Okay, text me once you get there but since it’ll be a different timezone if you can’t it will be fine.”

I gave him one last kiss before I grabbed my bag and headed out of the manor. I felt bad for having to leave him but I think he’ll be okay.

*3 DAYS LATER*

DAMIAN’S POV:

It’s been 3 days since Y/N left and she hasn’t been able to text me it’s like she disappeared, the only things on her Instagram are teasers for her album & a performance of some sort. Maybe if I take a nap everything will be alright & she’ll answer? Yeah, that sounds good.

*LATER THAT DAY*

3RD POV:

Damian woke up to a very excited team & his family all downstairs on the couch watching a dance show? He didn’t know what to call it, he watched as everyone was gathered downstairs talkative and hyper until Dick yelled.

“EVERYONE SHUT UP ITS HER PERFORMANCE!” Damian didn’t know who they were talking about till Barbara said “I wonder if Y/N has a new look or WAIT WHAT IF THIS IS A DIFFERENT STYLE OF MUSIC FOR HER?” They didn’t even know how much your stage presence and attitude changed for this comeback.

You didn’t tell anyone or show anyone your dance practices or outfits, you didn’t even let Damian pre-listen to the song. That was when he knew it was serious.

Tim yelled, “DAMIAN YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ON TV! YOU SHOULD COME DOWNSTAIRS WITH US.” The group of people was the Titans which consist of Rachel, Gar, Dick, & Kori. Along with the rest of the family Bruce, Selina, Tim, Jason, Duke, Stephanie, Cassandra & even Alfred.

This was a big moment for you since it’s the first song you’ve dropped since your break.

The music had started and you were sitting in the middle with your backup dancers, you raised your hand and started snapping a few times till you began to sing.

Yeah I like it 니가 말을 놓는 것도

(Yeah I like it, how you talk informally to me)

Like it 너의 작은 말투도

나쁘지 않은걸

(Like it, your quiet way of talking

It’s not bad)

Boy you know know know know

Damian came downstairs but was confused as to who was on the tv. “Who’s this?” He looked at everyone confused, Jason stated “your girlfriend demon.” Stephanie commented, “she has a really hot look now Damian, you might wanna look out for her fans!”

Damian was captivated by how you could get even more beautiful in 3 days which is what reeled him into the performance.

물감처럼 파랗던
하늘은 벌써 까맣고

(The sky that was so blue
As if it was painted on already turned dark)

감정은 더 깊어져 Yeah
I gotta tell you this

(Emotions running deeper, yeah

I gotta tell you this)

우리 둘만 느껴지는 이상한 느낌

(This strange feeling only we’re feeling)

나도 너무 좋아 But it’s too late

(I like it so much but it’s too late)

Your hands resembled praying, the look in your eyes was intimidating and hypnotizing but hot at the same time.

The chorus hit and you were dancing too elegantly, the thing that hit them all was when you put your hand on your hip and were stepping forward. The hype from that move added more to the next one after you did a body roll which had the whole room cheering.

알고 있어 How you feel it

(I know, how you feel it)

“Your so lucky you got to her first man..” Gar joked with Damian but Damian still gave him that stare. Meanwhile, Bruce & Selina were so proud that you finally got to do what you had been talking about for the past year.

The rest of the performance went well with Oohs & Aahs from the whole room but they were shocked after they heard your high note. It started with the build up to it but actually hearing your live vocals hit that high note while dancing was impressive.

I’m really trying to make you see!

The dance break after that was even better, Damian’s heart was beating much faster than before and it seemed he was smiling.

Your serious & quite sexy look in your eyes as you danced brightened everything but showed that you were going to become a big artist no matter what it took.

Bruce & Selina saw that Damian was smiling from across the room and was able to tell how much he loved you even if weren’t there.

During the dance break when you put your hands up and swayed your hips the whole room started cheering even Rachel who’s very quiet! “Look at her! She’s a star now!”

Not only was everyone hooked by your facial expressions, your demeanor, and your stable vocals going through their ears surprised them even more.

In the last few movements after the dance break, you were slowly stepping forwards with your fingers like you were holding something then mimicking your chorus dance spread the word that you had grown and are much better now.

“She finally did it.” Damian exclaimed while smiling.

You finally posed and everyone was happy, all social media especially Twitter were trending and your name was number 1 trending on the Twitter app. You had made a statement and Damian was very proud.

After the performance, Damian was dazed but was still able to grab his phone and send you various messages about how much he loved you and was proud. Also, a few messages on how sexy you looked during the performance but everyone else didn’t need to know that.

At that point he just couldn’t wait till you came home so he could show you how he really felt and how much he loves you in real life and not through the phone.

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A/N: I really hope this was worth the wait, I got the sudden motivation to finish this. Now I might work on Unexpected Visitor..

P.S: Chungha is so beautiful <33 and these gifs were not made by me, credit to the maker!