Love Rivalry (kaveh X Reader)

— Love Rivalry (kaveh x reader)

PAIRING kaveh x gn!reader (ft. alhaitham)

GENRE social media au, college au

SYNOPSIS You’ve been rejected by your academic rival, alhaitham, without even confessing or having feelings for him. You decided to go to a party to fix your damaged ego, so why are you suddenly making out with his roommate?

TAGS attempt in comedy, fluff, angst, drama, jealousy, misunderstandings, fast burn ish, implied sexual content (no smut)

WARNINGS might be ooc, written before kaveh’s official release, unrealistic depiction of college, cw images of cats, alcohol, kys/kms jokes

STATUS ongoing! (11/16/22)

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profiles: (reader’s) peak mental illness | (kaveh’s) most wanted

00. prologue (🌻)

ACT I — delusional

01. confession

02. brutal

03: rumors

04. beer

05. rejection

06. one word

07. stream

08. cheating lover

09. real talk

10. plan

ACT II — scandal

11. lost (🌻)

12. scandal (🌻)

13. operation kidnap and runaway

14. stage 1 (🌻)

15. uh oh

16. gamble (🌻)

17. you won

18. balcony (🌻)

19. number

20. RIB

— bonus. redacted

ACT III — presentation

21. D-day

22. malewife

23. nike

24. run away with me? (🌻)

25. kdrama

26. speed run

27. stood me up (🌻)

28. mistake (🌻)

29. "damsel in distress"

30. thank you

— bonus. roommate (🌻)

ACT IV — disaster

31. he's back

32. new member

33.  bromance (lets make out platonically)

34. make it up to him

35. snitch ass childe

36. i gotchu

37. green looks better on you (🌻)

38. is it alright if i continue this?

39. scara vs ayato

40. tba (🌻)

— bonus. tba

ACT V — can i call you mine?

41. their date (🌻)

42. can i ask you something? (🌻)

43. 2 years ago

44. shallow confessions (🌻)

45. closure (🌻)

46. situationship

47. august

48. my tears ricochet

49. can i call you mine? (🌻)

— bonus. right where you left me

end of story

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don´t let me slip away, please. - Jeon Wonwoo

18+ / mdi

summary: Dating an Idol was not always easy, you once again felt it with their newest comeback.

What if your Boyfriend pushes you away and you could only watch?

content: Idol Wonwoo x non Idol reader, fight,angst, happy end,fluff, smut

wc: 2.2 k

a/n: I always think about, how tiring comebacks must be for idols so I wrote down this AU.

The most painful thing is seeing your partner suffer but not being able to help.

That's exactly how you feel right now with Wonwoo.

Ever since the announcement of the new seventeen the best album, you have watched him slip out of your grip. You felt his distance, and you felt him closing up on you.

Jeon Wonwoo became so distant that you felt like the love he held for you was gone.

When the album release came, he was long gone before you woke up. You had ordered a small cake in the album theme. But in the morning, Wonwoo was long gone; his bag was gone, and you looked at your phone.

„Nonu: filming for MNET right now; I don't know when I'll be home. I didn't want to wake you. I love you."

A soft sigh escaped your lips, and you locked your phone again, trying to sleep some more.

It was the third show they had this week, and you know how exhausted he must be. While comebacks were amazing for the fans, they were exhausting for the artists.

You got ready and decided to watch the recording of today's set. For this comeback, you took some days off to support Wonwoo, but he did not appreciate it in the slightest.

Haru guided you inside the studio, where you heard the screams of the fans and the fan chant. A smile appeared on your lips, and you watched the boys do what they're best at.

But at the end, you could clearly see their exhaustion, their painted smiles, and their dull eyes. You saw how Wonwoo supported himself on Mingyu, and he tried his best to smile. The fans cheered and cheered, and you felt yourself getting sadder with each passing moment.

The comeback times were unbelievable hard, and if you did not date an idol, you would never know. 

When they got off the stage, you quickly went towards your boyfriend. „Nonu, you were amazing," you said with a bright smile, and he looked at you. „Y/N, what are you doing here?" he asked, surprised, and you shrugged. „I took some time off, and I wanted to surprise you." You threw your arms around his neck.

„You were so good," you kissed him softly. He felt distant, and his kisses did not feel like home tonight. 

„I will get changed," he announced softly, pushing you away, and you felt your heart fall into your stomach. „Okay, baby, I'll wait here," you smiled slightly, and he nodded, walking inside the changing room.

When he came back, dressed in his casual street wear, you watched him carefully. „Wanna head home?" You asked him curiously, and he nodded. „I could use a nap," he yawned.

Inside the black van, he typed on his phone, „When did you leave?" Your voice brought him back to reality, „4:30 in the morning," and he did not talk to you again for the ride.

And when you entered the house, he went for a shower while you began to cook. Wonwoo was always hungry when he finished a busy schedule.

You heard the bathroom door closing, and Wonwoo walked inside the kitchen dressed in some boxers and a shirt. „I made your favorite." You smiled proudly at him, and he yawned again. „I'm not that hungry, maybe after a nap, but thanks," he said as he walked inside the bedroom without looking back. 

You felt the tears in your eyes, and you grabbed a plate when Mingyu walked in. "Mhm, smells good," he said, looking over your shoulder. "Do you want some?" You filled the plate, and he sat down with you. "Did Wonu already eat?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "No, he's taking a nap." You shrugged. "Is everything alright between you two?" Mingyu asked with concern in his voice, "I guess." You just smiled and got up.

"When Wonwoo is waking up, tell him I'm staying at mine tonight." You put on your shoes. 

"Y/N," Mingyu's voice made you look back. "There will be better times, believe me." You felt a single tear rolling down your cheek. "I really don't know Mingyu," you whispered, and you began your journey home.  Your flat was about 45 minutes away from Minwon's home, and normally Wonwoo would freak out to let you take the bus, especially since your area was not the best. 

You barely slept there anymore since you dated Wonwoo; he had built a small vanity for you with all your cosmetics inside; his wardrobe had extra space for your stuff; and in the shower, your Strawberry Showergel was very prominent. 

Mingyu became your best friend, and you three always went out, watched movies, talked about their day, and asked about yours.

When you arrived at home, you typed in a quick "I'm home xx" to Wonwoo, only to be ignored the entire night.  At first, you thought that maybe he slept through. But you did know that he was awake, and you did know that he went live to play some games. 

So overall, you felt like he was falling out of love with you, and after all, you could never force someone to love you. 

When you wrote your article for your work project the next day, you saw the notification of their scheduled get-together.  They organized a meet-up with 50 Lucky fans, and they would perform for them. They would eat with them, and after that, they would get the biggest cake ever. 

You were in charge of the cake because Jiyoung, the manager of the boys, forgot about it, but luckily you found a bakery. 

So here you are now, carrying a huge cake inside the venue. With the help of some staff members, you placed it on a stroller. 

"Where's Wonu?" you asked Jiyoung while wiping your hands clean. 

"They're in the dressing room; this is the last outfit change, and then they're done, and you two can go home," he chuckled slightly when he noticed how happy you were. You hurried through the floor, and you could already hear them talking, "Did you hear from Y/N last night?" Mingyu asked his best friend while he got his make-up retouched. 

"She just texted me that she got home safe; I don't even know why she left in the first place," he shrugged. "But you don't like her going home late; she told me you were pretty distant." You could hear how confused Mingyu was. 

"I was kind of relieved to be alone for a while; she's kind of annoying at the moment." You felt your breath hitch. "She always is around me; as if I'm not stressed enough, she tags along to everything." Wonwoo's voice sounded annoyed, and you tried your best not to utter a word. 

"Bro, she is your girlfriend; you barely see her with our schedule, and you really complain when she takes time for you? I would be happy to see Lia every day," Jihoon said, confused and kind of disappointed. 

"I'm fucking tired, okay? I'm fucking annoyed with her; all she does is chase my tail like a lost puppy," he spat and got up to leave the room. Jiyoung walked past you. "Y/N, why are you out here?" he asked, confused while opening the door wider.

Wonwoo's gaze found yours, and he saw the pain in your eyes. "Y/N," he whispered, but you quickly looked away. "I forgot that I have some papers due; I will, uh, I will go home now," you blabbered and bumped against a staff member. 

You realized your wet eyes were the reason why you could not walk straight; you heard footsteps behind you, and then you got pulled against a buff chest. "Hey, you should not drive like this," a Mingyus voice rang through your eyes, and you sobbed. "I don't care; I need to get out of here." You pushed him away. "You heard him, huh?" he sighed. "I sure did, and now I finally know where I stand in his life." You let out a sarcastic laugh. "I won't annoy him anymore." You looked over his shoulder where Wonwoo was looking at you. 

"Baby," he began, but you shook your head. "I won't push you anymore. Don't worry, I will not push you anymore." You shook your head. "I will not be there anymore." With that, you ran out of the building. 

One thing about Seoul is that if you want to get lost, you can. 

You ran along the streets until you did not know where you were. You found a bench where you waited for a Kakao car. The tear stains on your cheek made the driver look concerned, but he drove you to your building regardless, and a small question about whether you were okay in between made you smile slightly. 

You told him that you were okay, but you sure did not feel like it was okay. 

So this is how you found yourself on the couch inside your flat, wearing your fluffy bathrobe after you took a warm bath.  You were craving chicken and beer, so when the doorbell rang, you jumped up. "Coming!" you yelled, grabbing your wallet. 

When you opened the door, Wonwoo was standing in front of you. "Well, not my chicken," you muttered, and he looked at you with his brown eyes; they were bloodshot. "What do you want?" you whispered, and you felt the tears again. "I wanted to see you," he whispered. 

"Oh, you do? I thought you wanted some free time; I thought I'm annoying." You crossed your arms, and Wonwoo closed his eyes. "Can I come inside?" He whispered, "I don't think we should do this; I think we should break off." You whispered, and Wonwoo's eyes widened. "What? No!"

You felt your heartbreak. "I love you, Wonwoo; I love you so much it hurts," you sobbed. "But you called me annoying; you described me as a burden even though I only want to give you love." You walked inside with him behind you. 

"I don't want to be the reason you're unhappy, so I think it's best if I won't be a part of your life; you're stressed all the time, and normally I should be the one to take the stress off your shoulders." You looked at him, and you saw how tears were now streaming down his cheeks. "No, baby, I'm the one to blame; you do nothing but make me happy," he said, taking your hand. 

"This comeback is the biggest we've had so far; it's indescribable; I felt overwhelmed; I felt exhausted and tired; and you were the person that was the closest to me," he choked out a sob. "God, without you, I could not do that; you are my person, baby; you bring me down; I need you." 

"I let out my shit mood at you, and I am so sorry; you're not annoying, fuck no. Youre the best thing I have; I don't want to separate; I want us forever, baby," he cupped your face. "Please don't leave me," he whispered.

You felt like your heart had broken into a thousand pieces. 

"I won't," you whispered, "but please talk to me; please tell me if something's wrong; we are in this together.". 

"God, I love you so much," he whispered, and he kissed you softly. You felt his salty tears on his lips; you felt the need inside this kiss. 

"I love you too." You pulled him closer, and he lifted you up, carrying you inside the bedroom. 

You were cuddled against his chest, and he played around with your hair. "I missed my mom's death anniversary; because we were on tour, I could not visit her grave; I felt like shit because of this," you sat up straight.

"Nonu baby, your mom would be so proud of you, and she knows where you are right now. Don't break your head over that, okay? We can visit her grave tomorrow; don't be so harsh on yourself," you kissed his cheek. 

"I still feel so bad for what I said," he whispered, and you shrugged. "It happened, Nonu; I know you're sorry." He stroked your cheek with his thumb. "Move in with me," he whispered, and your eyes widened. "What?" you gasped, and he smiled. 

"I want you with me all the time, and Mingyu loves your company." He pulled you onto his lap, and you giggled. "You're sure about that?" He nodded. "God, woman, your neighborhood is a nightmare." 

You pouted, "Not everyone can be rich." You mocked him, and he laughed, "But baby, the perks of me being rich are that I can spoil you." He turned you both around and softly placed kisses along your stomach. 

"But I don't want that," you whimpered, and you felt him smirk against your skin. "I know, but love, I will spoil you anyways."  He parted your legs "because I adore you.". 

the tot boys after a fight <3

request from anon : i want to request what will happen if reader had little fights and argument with the nxx boys scenario maybe little angst and some fluff if you can of course

fic notes / warnings : artem wing / zuo ran, luke pearce / xia yan, marius von hagen / lu jinghe, vyn richter / mo yi + gn!reader, angst, fluff, swearing in marius, scenarios, wc: ~0.35k each

from elle ! aaaah, love me some angst hehe >:) but i did end it with a lil bit of fluff so dw :)) hope you like reading this as much as i did writing <3 reblogs are appreciated, they help a ton <3

❥   artem wing

he knew the second you shut the door that he had messed up. artem wing was not one to lose his temper, his work as a lawyer made sure that he keeps a level head most of the time. but he had crossed a line, words that he didn’t mean flew out of his mouth. he didn’t mean it when he asked you to leave, it was simply his anger talking. all he wanted to do now was run after you. apologize. tell you that it was all his fault. 

but his feet are rooted to the ground, all the air in his lungs feel like it had just got knocked out. it doesn’t even register when tears start streaming down his face. he had worked so hard to build a relationship with you, only to have it end like this.

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tot boys angst ~ mc dies or is in critical condition

tot boys when you’re in critical condition

characters: all

a/n: death ;; mentions of death

alternate ver

ARTEM WING

artem is dazed, lost in the space between reality and dreams. after the news gets to him, that you’re dying, that he may never talk to you again, artem finds himself losing focus even with the simplest of matters. and so he sits beside your hospital bed, playing with your knuckles, trying not to cry. “artem?” he hums in response, “it’s okay to cry, you know?” and for the first time that day, artem finally meets your eye, looking for any sign of a joke. he looks for a sign that maybe, just maybe, the world is playing some sick joke on him. but he doesn’t find it. the only thing left is your love and that familiar soft mourning, because you know you’re going to leave him all alone. “i don’t think i can do this without you, mc. please,” his voice cracks as he cries out a string of begging and your name. but he knows there’s nothing you can do. so you find it fit to place your hand on his head, softly running it through his hair, offering him the last pieces of comfort the world could ever give him. and when you’re truly, completely gone from his arms, when he could never expect another breath to leave your mouth, artem crumples to his knees begging the world to do the impossible and return the love he so dearly cared for.

MARIUS VON HAGEN

marius has never known fear as well as he did he lost you. he has never been scared of dying, the concept of it falling into place as a natural thing. it was midnight, or maybe it was 2am, marius can’t find it in himself to remember. you were sleeping sound in your bed. you were supposed to go on a date with him the next day, marius notes. but instead, someone you had put in jail had broken into your home, intent on hurting you. in a panic, you’d called marius, who called the cops as he drove to your apartment. when the cops arrived, you were bleeding. that’s one thing marius may always remember. you looked so pained, bleeding from so many points of your body, frantically calling out for marius. he didn’t know what to do but to stay there with you, holding your hand so tightly, because a part of him knew he was going to lose you. he’d called for the best doctors from all over the world, paid for the best treatments, but when the words fell out of the doctor’s mouth, that you didn’t make it, marius finds himself even more scared than ever. because he’s so scared of losing you, that when it finally happened, he didn’t know what to do. he doubts he ever will know what to do again, because when it all comes down to it, you were the only thing he’d ever fought so hard for.

LUKE PEARCE

luke wishes the world would end, because if it did, he’d have an excuse to be selfish. luke wishes he didn’t know better, because if he didn’t, he’d have an excuse to lie to the both of you. it eats him up inside, knowing that you’re not going to be with him forever. and try as you might, there was no comforting luke. because when he knew that 8 years of absence would turn into a lifetime, there wouldn’t be any space left for happiness. and when the time comes to say his goodbyes, when your on your last breath, luke has nothing left to lose. “i’m going to really miss you. i’m gonna miss you so much, mc.” and as he breaks down in sobs, at least he’ll live with the comfort of knowing that even with the last of your strength leaving you, you held his hand as he lost the last thing that mattered to him.

VYN RICHTER

“i love you, vyn. i love you.” he still hears your pained breaths, still feels your hands on his cheeks, wiping away his tears. the memory is still ripe as ever. “no no no no-, mc you can’t-, please-” vyn was sobbing, begging you to do the impossible for just one more time. he had his hands applying pressure to the stab wound, trying to prevent you from bleeding out, but you both knew it was futile, you weren’t making it out of this one. he feels your breath waver and the panic rises in his throat. vyn pulls your body closer to him, an instinctive movement, trying to find for the last of his hope. “mc, please, just a bit longer. please.” you knew better than to think he was asking it of you, vyn was, for once in his life, begging the universe for a little more time. you take in a sharp breath and you know it’s ending. “vyn, look at me.” “mc, no-! you can’t!” “vyn, i love you so much.” and you close your eyes, in his arms and vyn screams. he screams at the world, at the wind, at nothing at all. and in that moment, vyn may as well have died with you.

And he listens anyway.

(Not ship) Pillow Diluc and armrest Kaeya (real).

… pairing: ayato x reader … cw: fluff! soft hours<33

… a/n: wkjsldfka sorry for being mia for so long;-; had a run-in with writer’s block and that thing put up a fight. but anyways! (>.< apologies if this isn’t on-par with my usual writing– it’s been a little hard putting words on the table lately)

“y/n,” his voice is a whine, soft and low as he stumbles theatrically into the room.

you breathe a laugh, setting aside your daily reports to make room for him as he all but collapses beside you.

his head slumps instantly into your lap, releasing a long sigh before he looks at you with those soft blue eyes.

“long day?” you murmur, beginning to draw your fingers through his hair.

“you wouldn’t know the half of it,” he replies, brows furrowing as he recalls the stress of the day. “a wedding that happened through a miscommunication, of all things–” he sighs, snuggling deeper into your touch. “took a few days to figure it out, but i’m glad it resolved as nicely as it did.”

you hum in acknowledgement, letting your fingers smooth over the skin of his face.

he smiles at you, softly, eyes crinkling at the corners like they do when he’s really happy.

“i love you, dewdrop.”

“i love you too, my lord.”

he groans at that, and you can’t help but laugh. “i’ve left work! no titles when we’re not on official business, i’ve told you!”

“i’m only kidding, ayato.”

you slip into a drowsy, comfortable silence, a gentle breeze sweeping in through the open doors.

ayato reaches up, taking your hand in his. he kisses your knuckles, lips smiling against your skin.

“you’re cute,” you say.

at this, ayato laughs out loud, squeezing your hand tight.

“only you, y/n.” and he pulls you down on top of him, hugging you as he curls himself quietly around your form. “only you.”