None Of That Is True

none of that is true

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word count: 1k

pairing: lee know x gender neutral reader

warnings: chubby minho, weight talk, minho feels insecure, based on his recent bubble messages (i know it might not be this serious but i wanted to show appreciation for him bc honestly i’ve been GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE), suggestive and sex mentioned at the end, dacryphilia if you squint

a/n: LEE MINHO 😭🫠😵‍💫🤤😮‍💨🤒😩🥰

“baby?” you called into the seemingly empty house. you were just done with picking up groceries, and minho was supposed to have helped you bring them in, but you didn’t mind doing it alone as you got no reply from him.

you put stuff away, paying close attention to what needed to go on the fridge, before making your way to your room to get changed into comfortable clothes. when you got to your room, you were met with a strange, unusual sight.

“minmin?” you asked softly from the door, trying to not startle him as he scowled at the mirror, face glowing not in a good way but because of tear streaks.

he quickly turned away from you, rubbing at his face to get rid of any signs he’d been crying and walked into your shared bathroom. the door was left open, and your concern was too much to not go after him.

“baby,” you cooed, coming to hug him from behind as he finished splashing water on his face. “please, don’t hide from me. what’s wrong, hm?”

minho was still quiet, drying his hands first before letting himself relax a little into your embrace. you made sure to press a few soft kisses to his cheek and temple, a quick one to his bare shoulder before he sighed and motioned for you to let him go.

“can we lie down for a bit?” his voice was hoarse, making him wince, and you nodded, holding his hand to gently bring him to bed.

you opened your arms, silently inviting him to snuggle into you, and he did without any resistance. your fingers drew random patterns and shapes on his soft skin, hoping to soothe him first so he felt comfortable to talk. however, he only seemed to bury himself further into you, his face tickling your neck with his breathing until you realised he was sobbing quietly.

“min?” you tried, squeezing him slightly to get him to look at you, but he didn’t. “baby, it’s okay. you can cry as much as you need to, i’ll be here holding you.”

to say you were worried would be an understatement. minho was rarely ever the type to cry, much less in front of someone. even if you were his partner of four years, his way of dealing with things that upset him was different. he would assess his feelings alone and only talk or let you know something was going on once the emotional reaction was left behind.

so you were scared that to have him being vulnerable like this in your presence, seeking your arms and warmth, meant something really terrible had happened.

your lips hummed a comforting melody against his ear, legs entangled in his, arms making a safe cocoon for him to hide in. he was your everything and all you wanted was to protect him from the world and his own head.

“do you think i’m letting myself go?” he murmured, voice cracking a little. he hadn’t looked at you yet, not ready to face your kind and loving gaze.

“what do you mean, min?”

“i’ve been eating so much lately and i… i look chubby and i feel like i can’t even smile without feeling the weight of my cheeks,” he admitted, which instantly broke your heart into a million pieces.

you knew he didn’t want to face you and needed your comfort, but you still slowly untangled yourself from him — or tried to, only being able to create enough distance to look at him — and cupped his face delicately, waiting for him to look at you.

“baby… looking like this doesn’t mean you’re letting yourself go. it’s okay to not be going to the gym all the time and not following crazy diets. i know that you grew up with people everywhere spewing harmful things about weight, but none of that is true.” you didn’t know exactly how to start, hoping he would listen to you on top of all the voices that whispered to him he looked wrong.

“i understand where your feelings are coming from, and they’re valid. but the affirmations behind it aren’t,” you explained as best as you could without hurting him. “the fact that your body and cheeks feel more full honestly makes you look so good and sexy and adorable all at the same time.”

his eyes finally locked on yours from where he had been staring at different aspects of your face, wanting to avoid the raw sincerity in them. “you don’t think i’m hotter when i’m stronger and slimmer?”

“baby, i think you’re hot anyway, there’s no version of you that is more or less. what matters to me is your happiness and that you’re not relying on others’ opinions to feel good about yourself.” you leaned over to kiss the tip of his nose, right on his freckle. “it’s okay if you prefer your body when you’re going to the gym and being more attentive to your eating, i’m not gonna tell you that’s wrong. i just don’t want those unhealthy ideas to swim in your head, okay?”

minho faintly nodded, eyes dropping in need to hide from you. battling with his head was usually easy for the most part, but sometimes he got stuck on certain thoughts and he didn’t like that.

“sorry, i know this isn’t an appropriate time, but…” his hands found your waist and he pressed himself closer to you. “can you show me?”

you blinked at him, instantly understanding but still feeling the need to ask. “show what, baby?”

“that i’m still… that you’re still attracted to m-me?” he forcefully shut his eyes at his stutter, feeling his throat closing up.

“i don’t need to have sex with you to show you how much i love you and am attracted to you, my love,” you said, still detaching yourself from him only to straddle his legs and lean into his space. “but i’ll gladly worship every single part of you if that’s what it takes to get through your head.”

his lips twitched, a single tear rolling down the corner of his eye, and you licked it before it could make its way to his ear, taking the opportunity to gently bite his left cheek. “you’re so beautiful, i absolutely adore you and your body, min.”

his breathing caught in his throat as you kept nibbling on his skin, from his face to his neck to his torso and even down his legs, leaving both silent and spoken praises all over him.

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i was wondering if i could request a hurt/comfort fic with minho and gn reader? where the reader is struggling financially (for whatever reason) and minho wants to help them but they're hesitant, being ashamed of their problems.

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pairing: minho x gender neutral reader

content warnings: hurt/comfort, death of a sibling, grief, mentions of an orphaned child, financial struggles, christmas

rating: 13+

summary: following the devastating death of your sister, you find yourself navigating a world that throws you into the deep end of piling bills and worries that you were unsure of how to handle.

The empty locket in your hand had never felt so heavy, the silver bee engraved onto the front seemed to somehow come to life the longer you stared through the blur of unshed tears. Your entire body shivered as you sat on the front steps of the hospital, white smoke forming with every breath exhaled though none of this was something that pained you as much as the loss of your sister. The thought of returning home, where her small son had slept for the past six months since his mother was admitted to the ICU was something you simply could not bear. It was unthinkable. He was too young to know pain, your chest burned with anguish as your mind echoed the last hour in excruciating detail and tears rolled down your cheeks as a wail ripped through you. 

People stared and your phone buzzed incessantly in your pocket but you hardly noticed any of it. Your throat ached from your screams of despair that only stopped when someone placed their tender hands on your shoulders, the ones you didn’t need to look to know who it was because the only person brave enough to touch you in this state would only be Minho – your lover and source of support for the past year. His touch alone reduced you to hiccups as you melted into his embrace. 

“She’s gone!” You sobbed, finding it difficult to breathe. Minho tightened his arms that wrapped around you, you could vaguely feel him shaking as he, too, grieved your sister’s death. “This isn’t fair! It’s not fair! She had no right!”

“I know, my love, I know.” 

“What am I going to tell her son?” You moaned, heart tightening at the thought. “He’s too young to really understand why he’s never going to see his mom again…how will I explain?”

He was rocking you gently as a weak attempt to calm your disconsolate state. “We can figure it out later, he’s sleeping at Chan’s place right now so we have time to think about it. I’ll be with you, so you’re not doing it alone.” 

Tears were no longer streaming down your face, eyes instead glued on the snow covering what had once been the greenest grass you’d ever seen. The world around you began to fade away as you felt yourself becoming numb – barely even able to feel Minho’s grip on you as your cries weakened to sniffles. 

“Baby? Where did you go?” Minho’s voice was the softest you’d ever heard it. 

You glanced around, briefly taking note of the people who stood around watching the scene of your grief. “She had no right,” you mumbled almost to yourself. “The holidays are next week…we were in the middle of making plans to bring the kids here to celebrate here with her. I don’t understand– she was fine just a second ago. She had no right. What will I say to the kids?”

Minho’s plump lips pressed against your temple and remained there for a good moment before he replaced his kiss with his forehead. “Your sister fought so hard, she tried so hard to get better, baby, and I know you know that.”

His words were like a stab in the chest, and a choked sob escaped you once more. A desperation like this was not something you’d felt before, and it was something you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemies. Your hand opened to reveal the empty locket she’d given you just a moment before her passing, she had asked you to wrap it up for her son as well as print a photo of the two of them together to place inside of the locket. She wanted him to always have her over his beautiful, beating heart no matter what became of her; and you’d scolded her for thinking so negatively, promising her that she would pull through and watch her own son grow up into a wonderful young man, but she’d only smiled at you with grief. Thinking back, you couldn’t help but wonder if she knew this would be the last time you’d see her alive. 

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It was still dark outside when you watched the drowsy employees open the front doors of the toy shop. Minho sat behind the steering wheel of his car, wide eyes gauging your reaction though you only glared forward. He’d tricked you into coming here, saying that he wanted you to walk in there and pick any and all the gifts you thought your nephew would enjoy without worrying about the prices – adding salt to injury. 

Over the last couple of days, you and Minho seemed to argue incessantly – mostly about financial matters. You were behind on bills, adding the costs of your sister’s stay at the hospital and the coming holidays you had desperately wanted to make the best of for your nephew and Minho kept insisting you to let him carry some of your burden, but you simply refused. Your nephew was left to you by your sister, and it would be a betrayal if you admitted that you were incapable of taking on such responsibility. Minho meant well, and you were very well aware, but you wished he would just let things go instead of being so infuriating like this. 

“Y/N, I know you’re upset–”

“Oh, you think so?” You couldn’t help but respond sarcastically with a scoff, crossing your arms over your chest. “I told you I was going to figure things out, I don’t need your help.”

He was quiet for just a moment, visibly growing frustrated with you though trying to mostly keep it to himself. Your eyes remained glued to the entrance of the toy shop as you watched a few people walk in for some last minute shopping. 

“Baby, Christmas is in two days, and you still don’t have anything ready for him.”

“So? Plenty of people buy gifts the day before!”

Minho sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Y/N, do you really think that’s practical at all? I’m offering you a chance to make this a day that he remembers after all the shit he’s had to deal with. Why do you continue to fight me like I’m your enemy when it comes to things related to money? I’m on your side, and I thought you knew this. I have more than enough money to spare, I want to give it to you so that you both can live comfortably.”

“But I don’t need your money to take care of him and myself, Minho! My sister entrusted me with her son, and who would I be if I can’t even do that? If I have to depend on somebody else to do what she wanted me to do?” Your voice cracked slightly as a sob bubbled up, though you forced yourself to push it down. You were tired of crying, tired of arguing with your boyfriend, tired of seeing your nephew’s sorrowful face, tired of not being enough to fix everything. 

“Y/N, you wouldn’t be depending on me though,” he insisted stubbornly, causing you to roll your eyes in exasperation. “Baby, I think your sister would understand if you let me pay a few things here and there. You’re still working, you’re still doing everything else that you need to do to make sure he has the best life you can offer, you’re just letting me help you even if it’s a little bit. If anything, my love, your sister would appreciate you putting your pride aside for just once– just once, so that this sweet kid can have a good day opening presents. And no, I know these presents won’t fix anything, but it’ll make him temporarily happy, just long enough for you to figure out the therapist costs and everything. Don’t you think he deserves that? I am offering you a chance that not many people get, Y/N, you can walk in there and put everything you want without worrying about the prices. Please, let me help you on this if you won’t let me help you in anything else.”

His words circled around your brain, and you knew he was right despite how angry and uncomfortable the thought made you. So instead of saying anything, you unbuckle your seatbelt and hop out of his car before slamming the door behind you. You didn’t wait for him to walk inside together, your cheeks heated in shame as you wordlessly took on his offer. You hated this no matter what perspective you tried to look at it from, this is not how you wished you could care for your nephew, but if this is what it takes for him to thrive for now, so be it. Minho quickly fell into step with you as you fetched a cart, a grin very clear and wide on his face which only made you scowl. 

After a few moments, though, you heard him sigh beside you as he grabbed you by the elbow so you’d stop and turn to look at him. “Please, don’t be like this. I keep telling you, Y/N, I am on your side. All I want is for you to share your burdens with me, especially if I have the means to help you. I love you, and it would be selfish if I just stood on the sidelines as you struggled like this. Me helping you doesn’t make you anything less than a fierce person who puts their family first, you’re strong and resourceful, you’re always fighting everyone and everything in order to move forward – you must be so exhausted. Let me fight some of your battles every now and then, just until you can stand on your own again. I’m not here to take care of every single hardship, I’m not here to take control of anything. I’m just here to help my soulmate out sometimes and I don’t think that’s a sin, is it?”

You said nothing at first, only sighing before pressing your forehead onto his chest in defeat. He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into the familiar warmth of his embrace. 

“Today, I’m helping you with the presents, and tomorrow we can figure out something that helps but doesn’t overstep any boundaries you might have, how’s that sound? I could be the one to bring groceries every week, I’ll be happy with only being responsible for that while you continue paying for everything else like you want to, yeah?”

A muffled groan made it past your lips before you pulled away to look up at him. “I’m so lucky to have you, Minho. I don’t know what I did to end up here, but I’m happy you’re on my side.”

He smiled at you tenderly, cupping your face with both hands and caressing your cheeks with his thumbs. “I will always be on your side, I can promise you that. I adore the two of you, and I want to stay here for a long, long time.”

The words were barely out of his mouth before your lips crashed onto his. You were still uncomfortable with the idea of having someone else take part of your financial burdens, but you also knew that you were in safe hands with him. You trusted Minho, and the thought alone made your heart flutter. 

word count: 1.8k 🎄 posted: 12 • 07 • 2023

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Okay, so this one really had me thinking! When I received your ask, I immediately knew it would be Christmas theme considering that we're already at that time of the year where we spend a whole lot of money on gifts for our loved ones. Also, it wouldn't be me if I didn't add a sprinkle of tragedy into my work.

Anyway, thank you for reading my work and I'm so happy you love it! Thank you for the challenge and the request! Sending you lots of love back!

P.S. I also love your writing <3

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When they call you clingy, so you distance yourself | Hyung Line

Warnings: Cursing

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BANGCHAN |

You walked into Chan’s studio, quietly shutting the door behind you, as to not startle him.

“Hey Chris, can we talk for a second?”

You watched as your boyfriend of a year and a half continued to type away, not acknowledging your question.

“Chris? Did you hear me?”

“Yes I heard you. I just didn't answer."

"Well, it would be nice for a little acknowledgment, I asked if we could talk." You state politely. You understood that Chan was stressed, but you believed it was basic courtesy to at least acknowledge someone - let alone your significant other - when they asked you a question.

"Well, I'm kind of busy at the moment."

"I understand it will only take two minutes ba-"

“Dammit Y/N! I'm busy right now can't you see?" He snaps. Turning towards you and showing you the screen of his laptop.

You open your mouth to speak and tell him just why you needed to talk to him at this very second but he interrupted you.

"When we first started dating, I get that you told me you were clingy. I also get that I told you I liked clingy. But my god, Y/N you're not just clingy you're fucking obsessive. And always at the wrong times! You want space when I actually have time. Yet you decide to stroll in here trying to start a damn conversation when you can clearly see I'm trying to play damage control from a fucking dumbass trainee thinking it was funny to mess with my tracks. I'm already stressed as fuck about that, yet I have you breathing down my neck like some obsessive stalker. Like for five minutes just leave me alone!"

You stiffened at Chan’s tone. It was very rare that Chan would ever raise his voice. He managed his frustrations very well and was aware of how sensitive you were so he was always careful about confrontation.

He turned around and had his back hunched over his laptop as he typed and clicked away furiously, unaware of the tears that were quickly springing to your eyes. You were frozen in place, your heart beating uncontrollably.

It took a minute before you were even able to take a breath.

You stood there long enough for Felix to come bursting through the door to come update Chan about something unimportant to the task at hand. The same task that he had snapped at you for interrupting.

And you think that what hurt most. The way the frown on his face was lessened when talking to the younger male and his cute chuckle even popped out once or twice.

You finally were able to pull yourself out of the studio, leaving behind the coat you had absentmindedly placed down out of habit when you had come in and opted to take your purse.

The air was brisk and had that dry smell it always gained before it snowed.

Your apartment was close to the studio, a 25-minute walk at most so you always opted to take a stroll when visiting Chan, but you were on a tight schedule so within a minute you were in a taxi heading home.

And just as quickly you were back in a taxi heading to the airport.

You knew it was petty of you to mute Chris's notifications. But the fact that he snapped at you was just the tip of the iceberg. You knew that once he calmed down, he would immediately be filled with guilt. And you would rather not have your phone being blown up by multiple people at once.

Are you headed to the airport?

You responded to your brother's message with a thumbs up and turned on your DND before the screen darkened with a click.

You glanced at your watch and sighed.

You'd be on a plane heading home in less than an hour and weren't even able to kiss Chris goodbye.

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MINHO |

"You're clingy as hell." Minho mumbled under his breath, thinking you wouldn't hear. But oh did you hear.

"Lee Minho what did you just say?"

He let out a sharp breath and looked up from his phone. "I called you clingy." He stated boldly, his voice even yet loud enough to be heard by Hyunjin and Han who quickly scurried away to the other half of the suite.

"And what about me is so clingy?"

Minho chuckled sarcastically. "Oh I don't Y/N, do you want me to recap the entire day for you?"

You had joined the kids on their trip to Paris. While they had been here numerous times, this was your first time traveling here and due to the anxiety of being in a new place, you attached yourself to Minho's hip since it was your first day here.

You didn't intend to be overbearing, nor did you intend to be up his ass for the entire week and a half long trip, but you wanted to get used to the surroundings and you felt most comfortable doing that with your boyfriend. Yesterday being your first day you spent the entirety of it with Minho. You had noticed quickly how his excitement had turned into unease and straight up irritation after a while. It was a weird phase of emotions considering how happy he had been but you had amounted it to you accidentally taking a wrong turn and missing a fireworks show Minho had been talking about all day. You had come into his room early this morning to apologize, but instead were meant by an overly irritable boyfriend.

"It's because I've never been here before! Did you expect me to not to ask you to show me around?"

"Y/N there is a difference between a tour guide and a fucking babysitter. You pulled me along to everywhere you wanted to go. I had plans yesterday! Certain things that I was hoping to do. I made an entire schedule and everything, but just because you wouldn't agree to be toured around the city by Chan you ruined all of that. Then you spent the entire day just pulling me along. If you wanted someone to give you an overly extensive run down of everything and keep you company, why don't you ask someone closer to your personality like Jisung or Jeongin? I'm sure they'd love talking of the ears of all the local with you. Shit, you'd probably become some street show you three."

You sucked in your cheeks and took a breath.

"That was uncalled for, you have no need to bring anyone else into this discussion."

Minho chuckled sarcastically.

"Discussion? What is there to discuss? The amount of time I want you to leave me alone? Hell, why not the entire fucking trip?" He spat out.

"You're an ass Minho."

"Yeah well at least I'm not a pain in someone else's."

You felt your bottom lip start to tremble and your chin shake.

Don't cry. You'll just be a crybaby.

"And here come the water works." He groans as if he read your mind, getting up from his bed and heading towards the room where the rest of the guys were probably trying to keep occupied as to not hear your arguing.

"So what? You're just gonna walk away?" You call out.

"YOU'RE PROVING MY FUCKING POINT!" He shouted, finally at his breaking point. "It was a mistake asking you to come on this trip." He said turning around one final time and opening the door to the other side of the suite. "I never should have asked."

"Well you know what, maybe this trip isn't the only thing you should have never asked about. And I'm starting to realize that maybe it's not the only thing I never should have said yes to." You spit out turning on your heel and slamming the door.

You furiously wiped at the tears that were sticking to your face and threw your hood up over your head as you headed to your room to contemplate what would become of you two now.

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CHANGBIN |

It was irritating to you the way Changbin was interacting with the female barista. And the irritation must have shown on your face because when he handed you your iced latte, he raised an eyebrow.

"Is everything okay jagiya?"

You sighed as you guys stepped out the shop and started making your way back towards the studio. Changbin had been really busy the last couple of weeks with preparing for a special release and collabing with a few other groups, so you hadn't been able to be around your boyfriend as often as you'd like. So you had agreed on meeting during his lunch every other day, even if the times varied.

"You just seemed really flirty with that barista." You mumbled. "It was obvious she was into you too. I mean who wouldn't you're the Seo Changbin." You giggled elbowing him playfully. You pulled out your phone to make sure there was enough time for you to walk Changbin back or if you would have to take an Uber. You nodded at the time and swiped away a few notifications from Minho.

You expected Changbin to laugh or reassure you like he usually did when you brought up his flirty habits. Instead he snorted into his cup as he took a sip of the dark liquid.

"Jealous much?"

You laughed a little. "Why would I be jealous? She isn't the one who has been dating you for three years." You said hip bumping him, but he stepped away from you rather brashly.

"Well it seems like you are because you have to bring up me and my so called flirting ever single time I talk to anyone of the female species."

"Bin it was just a joke-"

"Well I'm not joking when I say you're acting clingy as fuck." His tone was way off and he seemed to realize the shit he was setting himself up to be put in because he stopped mid stride and turned around to you with an agitated sigh.

"Do you...I don't know want to run that by me again?" You ask, firming your stance.

"God, Y/N, don't make this a big thing. Its just been a day-"

"No, no. You don't get to use that excuse Changbin. We're supposed to talk through these things. You don't just get to say something like that and then act like you didn't."

You guys stood at an impasse for a moment until he spoke up rolling his eyes.

"Fine. I think you're being clingy." He said simple. "Jealousy falls under clinginess and I think you're being jealous so therefore you are being clingy."

"Changbin it was a fucking joke! You've never reacted this way before so I don't know why you're acting this way now!"

Changbin just rolled his eyes and continued in the direction of the studio.

"Seo Changbin, where are you going?"

"To work Y/N. You know, maybe if you actually picked up a more stable job then you wouldn't have as much time to be up my ass and exaggerating about things that aren't things you should be butt hurt about."

You stiffened at Changbin's low blow and took a breath.

"We need to fix this before it gets out of hand." You grit out.

"Well maybe I don't want to fix this." He looked at his watch. "I'm late now so why don't you just drink your latte and go home to cool off."

The condescending voice Changbin was using sent you over the edge. You were angry to the point of tears.

You chucked your nearly full iced latte at him. It hit his chest with a thud, and the coffee made a rather pretty pattern on his pristine white shirt.

"Maybe that'll help you cool yourself off. Fuck you Changbin." You pushed past him and waved down the closest taxi.

Your phone was buzzing in your pocket and you pulled it out.

"Hey, are you and Changbin on your way back? I need to go over some choreography and we're filming tiktoks right when he gets back."

You did the best you could to keep your voice level when responding to Minho.

"He's on his way back now. But you need to get him a new shirt because being the dumbass he is he likes to make a mess of perfectly good things."

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HYUNJIN|

You were never very happy having to attend events with Hyunjin. It wasn't that you didn't like spending time with him, or in turn spending time with the guys events.

It was just you felt insecure being the plus one of someone like Hyunjin.

It was no secret to anyone how those who knew and perceived Hwang Hyunjin's existence thought of him.

He had a beauty that rivaled any masterpiece that had ever been painted. The elegance of a tiger lily with the face of an angel.

You knew of many people who would jump at the opportunity to be with Hyunjin. For the past 11 months you had been with him you had your fair share of run ins with crazy fans or pop stars of the like.

Once your relationship had gone public a month ago you found yourself being compared to the female idols in the industry even more than you has expected.

It seemed to be the general consensus that not many people viewed you as "beautiful enough" to be with someone like Hyunjin.

You didn't take it to heart because you decided to have the outlook of nobody being beautiful enough for Hyunjin - let alone the people writing those hateful comments considering they were most likely delusional pre-teens who made the most out of pocket edits and were in desperate need of some grass groping.

But after a month it was starting to get to you slightly. Especially as you had come across one of those edits, since you had been tagged in it after someone found your personal account.

The amount of hate messages were starting to get to change your perception on things. Because the more you were hearing it the more you were seeing and believeing it.

"Jinnie do you think that my shoulders look weird in this dress?" You walked into your living room where Hyunjin was sitting. He looked up and a bright smile showed on his face.

"I think you look beautiful jagiya!" He said standing up. He looked other worldly in his tuxedo.

"And my hair?"

"Perfect." He said placing a kiss on your forehead. "We have to leave now if we want to make it on time. Or else I would look at you all night."

By the time you had been at the event for thirty minutes you already wanted to go home. You felt like the ugliest person there, and you couldn't help but feel the eyes of many people on you.

Ever couple of minutes you found yourself looking for Hyunjin's reassurance.

"Does my stomach look bloated?"

"Is my makeup fine?"

"Can you see the pimple on my chin?"

"Are my nails okay?"

"Do I look ugly?"

"Should I make my hair look like hers next time?

Hyunjin was reassuring you, but after the third or fourth questioning of the night his answers became generic.

When he was talking to an idol and his significant other you couldn't help but start comparing yourself to her. She was so pretty.

"Hyunjin should I run home and change?" You asked quietly in English. You were doing your best to learn Korean so it would be easier to communicate with Hyunjin's parents when the time came that your families were to get closer. You wanted it to be a surprise when the time came, because you knew how much Hyunjin wanted you to get along with his family, when when the time came to meet them - he wanted to get along with your family.

"You're girlfriend is pretty clingy isn't she?" The other idol asked in his native language, assuming you didn't speak korean because of your fluency in english.

"Yeah she is extremely clingy." Hyunjin replied. "Might be the clingiest girl I've ever met."

You looked at the other idols girlfriend and she made a face, and then laughed.

"You can tell she is a foreigner by the way she acts. No one is ever as clingy as foreign partners." She joked and all three of them were laughing.

Well there is the hundredth insecurity to list.

You looked at them and tried to control your facial expressions.

"We were just telling him that you are so adorable." The girl told you.

You chuckled uncomfortably and looked over at Hyunjin. He smiled and blinked cutely at you.

You smiled back as Hyunjin turned towards the couple again to continue his conversation.

And all you could do was smile back as you pretended to not understand the words Hyunjin didn’t even realize hurt you.

Explore the sapphire universe!

A guideline to help navigate this universe (re: masterlist).

The tales of Bang Chan & Bora 

In which his best friend really is the best anchor for him. Chris x best friend Bora; Chris was the youngest with older sister Hannah, he lost his parents and older brother Lucas a year before his debut.

Mirror (Apr 2018)

Miroh (Apr 2019)

24 to 25 (Dec 2020)

Our wedding? (Nov 2021)

Lock screen (Jun 2024)

Wait (Jun 2024)

Fifteen minutes? (Jul 2024)

Favorite fanart (Aug 2024)

Stories from Lee Know & Iris 

About how they found their way back to each other once they were ready for each other. Minho x high school friend Iris

Kibbles (Jan 2020)

Somewhere cool next time (Jan 2020)

Light bites (Apr 2020)

The headspace of a maknae (Nov 2022)

Methods of recharging (Jul 2024)

A foreign urge (Aug 2024)

Constant presence (Aug 2024)

Bias (Aug 2024)

An anthology of Changbin & Chaeyeon 

Which includes the full experience of falling in, and out, of love, and everything in between. Changbin x Lee Chaeyeon

Sorry, I Love You (Mar 2020)

Less transactional (Jul 2020)

(Very broad) shoulders to lean on (Oct 2020)

A collage of Hyunjin and Jinsol

When it's not the right time to meet the right person. Hyunjin x barista Jinsol

How to get over a heartbreak (Aug 2023)

ice.cream (Aug 2023)

Chronicles of Han & Sara 

Where two people from the same pod bring out both the best and the worst versions of each other. Jisung x coffee shop stranger Sara

Close (Mar 2020)

Closer (Mar 2020)

Ex-aliens (Jan 2021)

Pieces of Felix & Sophia

For he's always there for her and she for him, just not always in the same way. Felix x childhood friend Sophia

Headache (Feb 2022)

Enough (Mar 2022)

Whispers around Seungmin & Soojin 

Of how he matches her weird, as well as she does his. Seungmin x Weeekly's Soojin

Adopted habits (Mar 2022)

Dissolving space and time (May 2022)

Fools (Sep 2022)

A montage of I.N & Jasmine 

Featuring a love story as delicate as the melodies surrounding them. Jeongin x indie-jazz singer-songwriter Jasmine

Proving mode (Dec 2022)

Dangerous train of thoughts (Jan 2023)

Quietly (Aug 2024)

Feel free to hit me up on my ask page or my comment sections!

a thousand days with you

main masterlist

pairing: lee know x gender neutral reader

summary: you’ve been in love with your bassist friend from the the day you met him, but what happens after you go through rejection and heartbreak? can you get over your feelings to save your friendship or will things finally fall into place?

tropes: best friends to lovers, this whole smau is the definition of miscommunication

warnings: nsfw (minors do not interact), smut, fluff, angst, contains themes of sexual assault (nothing too descriptive). more specific warnings on each chapter.

reader is referred to with they/them pronouns, as well as ex partners of both main characters, to keep the story as neutral as possible!

a/n: after the tour photos of lee know with an electric bass, i couldn’t resist and had to write something for him so this silly little smau was born! i hope you enjoy it 🧡 feedback is greatly appreciated 🥰

au masterlist below the cut ♡

profiles

official accounts for the members of ATE

y/n and closest friends

lino and the three remaining members of ATE

group chats

we’re all hoes here 🫦: y/n, ryujin chaeryeong, hyunjin, jisung, felix and jeongin

ate: chan, lino, changbin, hyunjin, jisung, felix, seungmin and jeongin

pookie gang: y/n + the eight members of ate

chapters

one. emergency

two. like old times 📝

three. caught

four. i’m a loser

five. hear me out

six. best friends

seven. red flags 📝

eight. rollercoaster of emotions

nine. stupid 📝

ten. beautiful symphony 📝

eleven. ditching us 📝

twelve. in the past

thirteen. one spot left

fourteen. the complete truth 📝

fifteen. some peace and quiet

sixteen. the real thing 📝

seventeen. commitment

eighteen. forgive me (the end)

Seungmin and stuckinmybrain 🫶

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