ATEEZ AS SONG FICS WITH YOU

ATEEZ AS SONG FICS WITH YOU

This is for my 31 days with ATEEZ project where I write about ATEEZ for 31 days. I'm open to ideas. you can request but no smut though, sorry.

Sorry for any mistakes.

DAY 1: GROUP AS SONG FICS

deja vu, Olivia Rodrigo

“Do you get déjà vu when she's with you? ”

Everything that used to be you and him became him and her. Every bit of you was in everything that San did her. Your favorite song wasn’t your favorite song anymore. You played it for San a dozen times. He would sing off-key with you into your hair brush. But now San plays your favorite song for her, she knows every word and it was her favorite song now. She was just a reflection of what San used to do with you. San made her feel special, like he used to make you feel.

you belong with me, Taylor Swift

“I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be.”

You’re in Wooyoung’s bed, his fingers ghosting over your skin as you both stare into each other eyes. There were a lot of things being said without ever speaking a word. You liked this, being with him when the world was quiet. And you wish you could stay like this with him forever. He was your best friend and the guy you’ve been deeply in love with for the past two years. The only thing stopping you from telling Wooyoung your true feelings was his girlfriend. God, you hated her. She treated your friend like shit. You didn’t see what Wooyoung saw in her. Maybe it was because she was pretty, a perfect blonde with an ugly personality. You always made Wooyoung feel better after his girlfriend put him down. She didn’t even know his favorite song, his favorite food, and his favorite smell that he associated with his childhood. You knew all those things. Yeah, because you were his best friend, but remembering stuff about the person you love romantically was different.

manic, Conan gray

“People like you always want back what they can't have.”

Jongho was one of your craziest exes. Though he said you hated you. He still stalked you on your social media. When you blocked him from your phone, he would call from unknown numbers. This guy was crazy, telling his friends how you were the crazy one, but he’s literally the crazy one, driving by your house every night and sending you pictures. He needed you to be the bad guy In his story and Jongho did a good job painting you as this manic person who was obsessed with him when In reality it was the other way around. Jongho would show up at your school or workplace begging for you to talk with him. But each time you two tried to have a decent conversation, Jongho would cry and scream making a scene, that way, people around would look at you in shame. Dating you in the first was just for shit and giggles. You thought it was something magical between the two of you until you overheard him telling one of his friends that he wasn’t into you like that. A joke. That’s all you were. You didn’t want Jongho back and wished he would drop off the face of the earth. 

gypsy, Russ

“Baby I can slide through, I can help you find you.”

Trusting people wasn't something you did easily because you always ended up hurt in the end. So when it came to Hongjoong, you were hesitant about him at first. You didn't know what drew you to him if it was his smile or the way he treated you like the human you are with emotions and feelings. So he grew on you and you grew on him. Spending nights with him in the darkness when your mind was the loudest he always seem to quiet those thoughts that invaded your head like a bad infection. You didn't know who you were as a person. Everyone that you came across somehow became who you were. Their hurtful words were the structure of your soul. But Hongjoong showed you otherwise. He taught you about yourself. It took some time for you to see yourself through your eyes without seeing a stranger staring back at you. His kind words took root in your chest, blooming like lilacs

sorry, Halsey

“I run away when things are good.”

You could never understand the way Yeosang had loved you and how gently he would handle you, as though he was scared you would break. Every bit of Yeosang had become who you were and you wish you could rip him from your soul. For Yeosang, his worst nightmare was waking up in the middle of the night and finding the space beside him empty and cold. Unfortunately, you made his nightmare a reality. You didn't mean to break his heart, but you did. You were too scared to admit that somewhere in your damaged soul, that you were starting to feel something for someone. You needed to run because things with Yeosang were too real and too perfect to actually be genuine. Yeosang knew you were hurting. He could feel the rumble of the raging storm within you and see the lightning flash behind your pretty eyes. Yeosang wanted to love the broken version of you, to show her that love wasn't scary and that it was okay to fall into someone else who would be there to catch you.

warning tag: obsession. electric love, Borns

“all I need is to be struck by your electric love.”

There was something about you that Mingi was infatuated with. He knew the moment he saw you there was something about you he couldn't just let go. You were like a lightning bolt that struck his heart. You were his new pretty little obsession. He created this fantasy in his head where you were in love with him. You're sweet and sour and Mingi loved the attitude you would give him when you told him you weren't interested in him, but he only took that as you playing hard to get. Mingi wanted you and once he had you, he wasn't going to let you go no matter how much you beg.

frozen, Sabrina Claudio

“The flowers will be blooming the leaves will be turning and snow will be falling while we're making love.”

If time could be frozen, you wish it would freeze at the moment you shared with Seonghwa. His hand was in yours while he made love to you. The way he made love to you, you could feel every bit of his emotions pouring into you. He would whisper in your ear in a low voice letting you know how much he loved you. Seonghwa took his time with you savoring you. He was going to make love to you till he heard the birds chirping and morning light poured over sweaty, tired bodies. Making love to you was something Seonghwa took pride in. Seonghwa thought you were the sexiest, with your head dipped back, calling out his name. He always made love to you slowly, teasing you. Seonghwa loved seeing how crazy it made you and what a mess you become beneath him. He would capture your lips with his in a long, drawn-out kiss.

cloud 9

“when he loves me I feel like I'm floating When he calls me pretty I feel like somebody.”

Oh, the way Yunho loves you felt like the start of summer. Yunho thinks you're the prettiest when you're dressed down. He made you feel like you were in a fairy tale with a happily ever after. Yunho liked the way you were, even when nobody else did. You hated to think about it, but if there came a time you and Yunho were longer together, you would always be your favorite person. He has loved you in ways that made your past relationships not even count. Yunho taught you how easy love is, especially his, and you never wanted to lose him or it. Being around Yunho was like having a contact high. You liked how he made you feel and liked the way he says your name while his fingers grazed over your skin. He's a pretty boy with pretty words only made for you.

A/N: like I said at the top you can request or give ideas for 31 days with ATEEZ.

Thank you so much for taking the request. It’s so cute! I love it!! -🧜🏽‍♀️

You're very welcome! So glad you loved it! 🥹

[3:06am]

Still come to my shows when you don't wanna see my face.

You were an R & B singer who sang in lounges. And Dean hardly fits in, in these kinds of places, around the people and the music. But for you he showed up just to support you. He never sat in the back, always in the front so you could see him. Even after pity fights between you two when he said he would never attend another show, he was always present. Front row. Lip syncing your songs. Dean's a proud boyfriend. He never missed the chance to tell people sitting nearby: "That's my girlfriend. She's a talented singer, right?” And he would have the biggest smile on his face.

Somebody's Problem | Dean Winchester x Blk Fem Reader

Summary: Dean couldn't help but think how you were somebody's problem.

No warnings.

A/N: This is a songfic loosely based on Morgan Wallen's song Somebody's Problem lyrics are written into the ff. Short read.

Parties were the best place to get laid. Especially college parties. Dean wasn't a college student, but where there was booze and chicks, he was there. He's got a red solo cup in his hand filled to the brim with warm beer. He's smiling at girls who send him flirtatious winks, but none of them are good enough to pull him their way. He keeps moving through the party. Bodies everywhere, weed lingers in the air and Eric Church played from somewhere. Dean sipped his beer moving through the party until he was out front with a couple who were almost out of their clothes on the front lawn. At least someone would be getting some ass.

A gray-matted BMW pulled up to the party. Windows rolled down, music blasting. Dean sees the 30-A sticker on the back windshield. Two-tone tank top slipping off your shoulder kinda girl when you step out. Dean lowers his red solo cup. For a second, the world stands still.

Ooh, I know where this is going. I already know it. Dean thought.

He watches as you walk past. Throws a look his way. A little smile from gloss cherry-tinted lips. Dean knew the type of girl you were. Likes shopping with Daddy's black American Express, and long vacations in exotic places.

It's like in those few split seconds Dean saw everything as you slowly moved by. He wanted to know your name. Know your favorite color and your favorite song. Shit. This wasn't like him to want to go that deep (that was deep for him). You were just a girl. But Dean's mind saw you as something more than that.

How you were somebody's problem. Somebody's goodbye.

You being the last number that they can't find.

You were somebody's best day. Somebody's worst night.

You were the reason somebody left the porch light on.

Then here was Dean, thinking of your beautiful complexion. You're a shade darker from being out on the beaches of Cancun.

Damn. He's thinking now how he loved to drown in them heartbreaker brown eyes of yours.

Oh, she's about to be my problem.

So Dean gets close to you. You're dancing in a way that Dean imagined was the way a Goddess could dance. And Dean he sips his drink watching you. You pulled him by his shirt, body pressed against his. He liked this. You smell of Jasmine blossom and lilacs, and Dean is crazy about the smell. He wanted to lean into you, to smell more of you, to kiss you, to wrap his arms around your waist and keep you forever.

You're the kinda girl once somebody had you, they couldn't stand to lose you. Kinda girl where your friends tell you “Don't F it up.”

You're the kinda girl that guys try to get your number to sliding through the summer to talking about love.

Dean wanted to be that summer love you'll think about in mid-hot September to harsh winters In December. He wants to be the thoughts that keep you warm in the middle of those cold nights. Dean doesn't think twice when he leans forward a bit and kisses your lips. He tastes of beer. You hold his face between your hands. For Dean, he thought he'd be a face you'd forget somewhere between the tequila shots by the end of the night if the two of you didn't end up upstairs in a bedroom naked between a stranger's bedsheets.

Wherever it led, Dean didn't care.

Dean loses himself in you. Oh, he wanted to try all the problems you were for somebody else.

He thinks he's crazy for wanting that, but maybe he was.

A/N: If you want to request Dean x blk reader my request are always open. :) Thanks for reading!

[1:05am]

Jungkook was telling you a story. It was stupid as hell, but you listened anyway so you could watch his eyes light up at the most exciting parts. And you liked how loud his voice got with the more dramatic parts. Your eyes fell to his lips. If you kissed him now in the middle of his sentence, he'll probably think you didn't want to hear him talk. The truth was, you could listen to Jungkook talk for hours, even if it was about nothing. He was captivating in his own unique way. His name is what you drew hearts around in your notebooks and who all your songs were written about. And you hated how a guy like Jungkook had you deeply infatuated with him. He made you feel things. Things you didn't like but secretly they felt nice.

I’d love to be in your tag list for make love too me it already seems good and it’s got me hooked 💔💔

Sure thing! 😭❤️