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“Did I say that out loud?” - Hongjoong
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: hongjoong may be wrapped up in his thoughts, but it’s in unexpected moments where he shows that he really loves you ↬ tags: idol! hongjoong, fem! reader ↬ word count: 163 words
Ah, why does she have to look this endearing even if she is listening to my latest composition? If only she knew how adorable she looks right now. With her flushed cheeks and pouty lips and focused gaze, she really takes my breath away and I...
“And you…?” You removed your headset when Hongjoong stopped talking.
“Did I say that out loud?” Hongjoong’s face reddened and he stuttered, “I-I di-did?” You pressed your hands to the sides of his face, squishing his chubby cheeks, “And you were saying?” You teased swaying side to side, hands still firmly planted on the side of his face. He watched as a small grin appeared on your face.
Hongjoong decided to uno reverse on you. He regained his composure and swatted your hands away, “And I was meaning to do this.” He pressed a kiss on your lips and your eyes widened. “Because I love you.” Hongjoong cheekily replied, bopping your nose upon seeing your shocked expression.
“Here, let me.” - Mingi
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: mingi’s height gives him a knight-in-shining armour complex ↬ tags: non-idol! mingi, gn! reader, height difference ↬ word count: 308 words
Having Mingi as your boyfriend meant that most things were placed in a higher shelf to accommodate his height. And it’s one of those days when Mingi forgets to put your favourite mug on the lowest shelf. You struggled as you stretch your hands out as much as you could, only to grab thin air. “Ah, Mingi is so dead when he comes back.” You silently cursed at how high your mug is. You just wanted to unwind by making tea for yourself, but your mug was sky high and it peeked out from the shelf, teasing you for your short stature.
“Geez.” You looked around for a stool or anything to prop yourself up to grab the mug. Frustrated, you blew a strand of hair out of your face and you attempted to jump up on the counter. But before you even placed your hands down on the marble top to climb up, Mingi materialized from behind you with a giggle.
“Here, let me.” He stifled his laughter behind his sweater as he easily reached out for your mug. You made a face at Mingi and took the cup from his hands. “I told you to put it on the lowest shelf! Why do you always do this to me?” You gently punched his arm and he grasped his bicep, “I like to think that I am your knight in shining armor. How about that?” Mingi shot you a heart-throbbing smile and you rolled your eyes in mock amusement. You shot him a glare and he held his hands up, “Fine, fine. I like to see you struggle so I can help you because you’re so cute.”
“You know, if you came back a minute later, I would have locked you out of the house.”
“You wouldn’t do that. You love me too much to do that.”
“Teach me?” - San
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: san wants to make a mini shiber and you want to make a mini san. out of felt, that is. ↬ tags: idol! san, gn! reader, mentions of idol! ateez and shiber ↬ word count: 548 words
“That’s so cute!” San commented from your right. You were busy needle felting a small doll. Eight small dolls, to be exact; a unique doll keychain for the ATEEZ members to celebrate their first anniversary.
“You scared me, San. Don’t you have something to do now?” You quickly shoved the other seven dolls into a box and under the small coffee table and thankfully he hadn’t noticed. You were making his doll now and tried to hide it behind some felt. “Why are you pushing me away, I wanted to see you in action.” San sat down beside you and gingerly touched the felt scattered across the table.
“Sorry. If you had decided to jump at me from behind, this needle would go right through my finger.” You hadn’t mean to hurt him, but you also didn’t want to show any of the ATEEZ members your progress. It was a surprise after all. “Teach me?” San’s gaze bore into your eyes and you had to look away, “What?”
“I want to make a tiny Shiber so I can hang it around on my bag!” San produced Shiber and proudly placed him on his lap. “Okay. I have enough hazel brown felt here for you. It’s going to be this big.” You made a circle with your index and thumb and San nodded his head, “That’s big enough! What do I do now?” You went through the steps one by one with him, making sure he hadn’t injured himself. San happily giggled when the felt started taking shape. “There, you got it!”
You decided to go back to felting the last doll behind San’s back. “What are you doing sitting behind me like that?” “Don’t turn around. I’m making...something.” You moved to sit on the sofa while San was in front of you studiously poking at the felt figure. “Can I see?” “Nope.” You gave a little laugh when San tried to turn around but you blocked him. “Help me with the keychain part?” You scooted forward and helped him, “Here, you place a little bit of felt and hold the ring here and stab it.” San’s nimble fingers held them in place and you offered to poke the felt. “Yay! A mini Shiber!” San excitedly danced after hooking it onto his bag.
“Can I watch you finish whatever you were doing behind my back?” San pleaded with a smile on his face. “No~! It’s a secret.” You dragged out your no and used your body as a shield while making the doll. “Then I’m going to wait here. Until you finish so I can see what you made.” “Fine by me.” You stretched out and grabbed the blanket on the sofa, throwing it on San. You laughed at his adorable expression when he emerged from the blanket. “I’m going to camp right here.” He fidgeted after getting onto the sofa and fixed his gaze on you, but you made sure he still couldn’t see the keychain you were making.
(It’s a good one hour later when you actually finish and you held the San keychain up next to his face. “Does really look like him. Happy ATEEZ day! You’ve worked so hard for this, San.” You placed the keychain next to his sleeping form and ruffled his hair.)
“Are you done with that?” - Seonghwa
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: seonghwa knows he’s handsome and uses it to his full advantage. with the lipstick you own, of course. ↬ tags: idol! seonghwa, gn! reader, ft. idol! hongjoong, (usage of lipstick?) ↬ word count: 673 words
“Seonghwa.” You whined out from your position on the sofa. “Yah, Park Seonghwa~!” You called out a little louder this time. Seonghwa was sitting in front of the mirror with tubes of lipstick, tint and lip balms scattered across the floor. You didn’t need to check to know that all of those belonged to you. “Are you done with that?” “Which one looks nicer on my lips? Peach or pink? Also I was thinking of matte instead of glossy—”
“—Park Seonghwa! You’ve been sitting there for a good 45 minutes!” You pouted. You weren’t angry at him, but you were just shocked that for someone who likes to be clean, Seonghwa is just creating a painting of different shades of pink and red on his forearms.
“If I tried on every color, I bet you would swoon over how beautiful my lips are no matter what color it is.” You moved over to his side and saw the swatches of lipstick on his forearm. “What is this for? Don’t you have dance practice later today?” He nodded his head, rummaging through your makeup bag. “Wouldn’t the makeup team kill you if you don’t follow their wishes?” You cupped your hands and shoved your lipsticks into a small pile.
“Nah, they are only around when we have events. So tell me, which one suits me?” “If I say the berry-colored one, would you wear that out?” “Of course!” You didn’t think he was serious, hence you decided to have a little fun since you had nothing much to do and it was his morning off. “Okay, scoot over here.” You closely examined the colors on his forearm. “Are these the ones you wanted to try on?” “Yeah, but I couldn’t decide on what would make you want to kiss me.” He winked at you playfully and you rolled your eyes at how cheesy that was.
You compared the different colors available and figured that maybe glossy would make his lips stand out and all the other fans out there would be gushing over how hot he looks and not to forget…
“What has gotten into you? You keep staring at my lips!” Seonghwa smirked and you flicked his forehead. “If anyone stares at your lips for more than 3 seconds, I’m having their ass.” You retorted back and uncapped the pink colored one. You leaned closer to him, but he kept wiggling his eyebrows at you. “One more time you do that I’m going to lock my makeup bag up.” “But my lips look exceptionally pretty today and since you are doing this for me…” You focused and steadied your shaking hand.
Seonghwa being Seonghwa meant that he is handsome. You hate to admit it but doing such a domestic thing makes your heart flutter a little bit. You applied the light pink shade across his lips and lightly dabbed the corner of his mouth while Seonghwa’s eyes were trained on you. Seonghwa turned towards the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. “I love it!” You begin to gather the lipstick but Seonghwa pressed his lips against yours causing your eyes to open wide. “There.” You saw from the corner of your eyes that there was a very obvious pink stain on your lips.
“W-What was that!” You hid your now very red face behind your hand. You had never expected this to escalate this quickly. “Did I mention that I wanted to kiss you?” Seonghwa playfully blew a kiss at you just as you were thinking of something coherent to say when Hongjoong made his presence known. “Guys, let’s get going!” Hongjoong announced. You touched your lips again as Seonghwa got up.
“I guess we need to make it even one day.” Seonghwa hinted causing you to break out of your reverie. “I suppose I would have to try out every single color on you then.” You joked, eyes still averting his gaze. “I can’t wait.” Seonghwa grinned and the other members filed out of their rooms and headed out. “Neither can I, Seonghwa.”
“I’m not jealous.” - Jongho
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: a jelly jongho results in a clingy jongho ↬ tags: non-idol! jongho, gn! reader, ft. non-idol! yunho ↬ word count: 259 words
“Don’t lie.” You poked Jongho’s chest. “I’m not jealous.” “Are you really?” You arched your eyebrow. “What did I do that made you this jealous?” You hoped you didn’t sound like you were teasing him, but in your heart, both of you already know that you both would stay loyal to one another.
“I told you, I’m not jealous.” He repeated one more time, but this time the tips of his ears were red. You squint your eyes at him, “Then why are you so distant today? I just wanted a hug and you pushed me away.” You pouted. Jongho grasped your hands, “It’s...just today, you know. Yunho hyung was a little too close for my liking.” You recalled earlier today when you were playing with Yunho; It was a simple game of catch and the loser would have to do a silly dare. Yunho had somehow lost and that turned into a mini tickle session as you were trying to catch him properly.
“You know that Yunho is my good friend right? We were just playing a game. As a matter of fact, I won the game and Yunho had to put on the chicken headband and b-boy!” You showed him a picture as proof and Jongho bit his lip to hiding his growing smile, “It’s funny how you actually won.” “Of course! I will never lose to Yunho. So, you aren’t jealous now right?” You lightly swung his sleeve back and forth. Jongho hid his pleased smile behind his sweater.
“Can I get my hugs now?” “Anytime.”
“Talk to me.” - Wooyoung
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: wooyoung tends to worry a lot when you’re unwell ↬ tags: student! wooyoung, fem! reader, ft. student! mingi, mentions of menses (but not explicit) ↬ word count: 596 words
a/n: just ended mine,, i had to write this
“Jeong Wooyoung!” Wooyoung’s gaze darted to the tall figure at the door. “...? Mingi? What happened?” Mingi dashed inside his classroom breathlessly and explained, “Listen to this—I think there’s something wrong with your girlfriend…” Wooyoung’s eyes widened at the mention of you. Mingi continued nevertheless, “Her face was pale this entire morning, and when I asked her if she was okay, she said she was fine. I think you should go check on her!” Wooyoung gratefully patted Mingi’s shoulder, “Thanks for telling me.” With that Wooyoung rushed out of his classroom, up two flights of stairs and into your classroom.
“Are you okay?” Wooyoung panted as he stood at the door. He glanced at your figure to see if anything major happened. “Oh? Wooyoung?” He made his way across the empty classroom to your table. “Are you okay?” He repeated, “Mingi told me that—” Wooyoung paused when he saw you lowering your head. “Are you unwell?” Wooyoung tugged at his tie. Mingi was right, your face was too pale for his liking.
“N-nothing.” “Is it gastric pain? Did you bring your medicine?” “Wooyoung, it’s really nothing!” Wooyoung placed a hand on your forehead and cocked his head to the side when he found out that you weren’t running a fever. “I’m going to the nurse’s office to get some medicine.” “Ah! Wait!” He was about to leave when he felt you tug at his sleeves. He turned around and crouched in front of your table.
“Talk to me. Are you having a headache? I told you not to stay up too late revising—” “—It’s not any of that...it’s my...period…” Wooyoung paused in his tracks and that was when he realised the hot water bottle you were holding and felt his face heat up. Why didn’t he realise that earlier?
“It’s pretty uncomfortable. I think I just need to take a catnap and I’ll be okay. So... you don’t have to worry too much. Could you...?” You held up the hot water bottle and Wooyoung took it from you, “I got it. Give me a moment, I’ll refill it for you. Stay here.” Wooyoung bent down to hold your face. You gave him a heartwarming smile and nodded, “Mhm. Thanks for being the best boyfriend.” Wooyoung quietly moved out of the room while trying to hide his blushing face. It wasn’t his first time dealing with your period but things weren’t as smooth as he thought. He made quick work of getting his job done and scampered back up to the classroom.
“You didn’t have to run, you know. I’m really okay.” You were resting your head on your arms with your eyes closed and Wooyoung was surprised that you knew it was him. “How did you know it was me?” Of course. We’ve been staying together for so long. I can distinguish your footsteps.” “I got some medication for the pain from your friend.” “Mhm, thank you Woo.” He watched as you held the hot water bottle against your abdomen.
“Then are you better already?” Wooyoung grabbed a chair and sat across you. “It’s better with you around.” “You really don’t need to visit the nurse’s office?” “I’m fine Woo. Don’t worry.” Wooyoung laughed when you clinged onto his sleeve yet again. “Kinda sucks since I can’t alleviate the pain.” “You silly boy. Being here with me really helps me.”
“If we were at home, I would have cuddled you to sleep. I think it’s the stress that’s giving you painful cramps. San told me that. He has a sister, you know?”
“Shh. Let me sleep.”
"I keep locking eyes with you and I don't know if it's a coincidence or that you are trying to get my attention." - Yunho
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: first time lucky, second time coincidence. third time? the charm ↬ tags: student! yunho, gn! reader (i’ve re-read it and in my opinion does sound rather gender neutral but it’s leaning to the fem! reader side), ft. student! jongho ↬ word count: 728 words
“Jongho! Over here!” You waved at your classmate as he pushed open the door. You moved your textbooks towards you to create space for him. “I got your regular!” You pushed a tall glass of iced americano in his direction, “You always know how to wake me up from my sleep. Let’s start on our homework!” He pulled out various subject’s homework and you helped him out with concepts he didn’t understand. After a good three hours of total concentration , Jongho decided to take a break, “My braincells can’t take it anymore! Only if doing math was as easy as breaking apples!"
“If I had stayed at home today, I would totally procrastinate.” You laughed and he agreed, “Same here. I’m going to get a chicken pie. You want anything?” You shook your head and Jongho left your table. You raised your gaze to the bustling street right outside this cafe, accidentally making eye contact with another person sitting in a secluded corner. You averted your eyes, blushing a little as you sip your matcha latte. Jongho was still in the queue so you decided to finish up the remaining question.
Your eyes roamed around the half-filled cafe which was commonly filled with students from the nearby schools. Your eyes rested on the person at the corner and he looked up, both your eyes meeting again. “This smells amazing!” Jongho popped up from behind you. “Also, I got an apple. Or two.” He smirked knowingly and you rolled your eyes. He sat down and adjusted his seat so the group of girls saw his each and every action. With a quick “cr-crack!”, Jongho split the apple in half and the girls audibly swooned.
You hid your smile behind your hands at their reactions. They must be from an all-girls school to swoon like that. Your eyes betrayed you yet again and trailed to the student sitting at the corner, wondering what his reaction would be. He surprisingly wasn’t shocked, which was pretty puzzling. He continued watching as Jongho flexed his biceps in front of the girls and he turned his head back to his work, eyes meeting yours once again. This time round he winked at you and got back to reading.
“Who are you looking at?” Jongho scanned the cafe and to your surprise he motioned to the very same guy at the corner of the cafe, “Yunho hyung! Hyung! Over here!” So that guy is called Yunho, huh? You gazed as he stood up and brought his things to your table. “Mind if I sit here?” “Not at all! Hyung, I didn’t know you came here to study! Let me buy you a drink!” You were going to get up to avoid talking to Yunho, but Jongho left to grab something for Yunho. You two sat in awkward silence and Yunho elegantly stretched out his long legs, "I keep locking eyes with you and I don't know if it's a coincidence or that you are trying to get my attention."
“Definitely the former. I don’t know you.” You attempted to keep your voice in control because your heart is liking the fact that the cute, broody, tall student is actually making a conversation with you. “I’m Jongho’s senior. Both he and I are in the basketball club and we are neighbors too!” You nodded your head and he chuckled, “Not an extrovert, are you?” “Not really. Jongho is my closest friend.” “I see. I heard a lot about you from him. We could be friends, if you like.” You weren’t sure about being friends with him but your heart went “YES YES YES”.
“I...don't mind. Since you are Jongho’s senior and all.” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. You were pretty sure your face was heating up as you were in close proximity with a really good looking guy. “Got you your favorite!” Jongho appeared and you thanked him for his timely intervention. “I see you two are getting along pretty well!” “Yeah! We’re friends now.”
“Friends? That’s great! And I thought my darling here would never have another boy-spacing-friend other than me. Many girls think that I’m dating a nerd!”
“How dare you Choi Jongho! You keep sticking next to me because you don’t want any other guy getting too friendly with me!”
“You have Yunho hyung now, so no excuses!”
"I love hearing your voice. Repeat that one more time." - Jongho
find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: there is virtually nothing that is stopping you from hearing jongho’s voice again and again as a producer ↬ tags: idol! jongho, producer + gn! reader, ft. idol! hongjoong, mentions of idol! san & wooyoung ↬ word count: 715 words
There are different types of voices in the world. The ones you don’t want to hear, the ones that are rather average and the ones you want to hear all the time.
And Jongho belongs to the last group.
You couldn’t quite explain it really, how attracted you were to voices (Jongho’s voice, specifically). Having a talent to distinguish voices has landed you a job in KQ Entertainment, where you worked alongside other great producers. Many people deemed you as young and inexperienced, but it was Jongho that insisted to KQ that you were worth teaching and it was also Jongho that stood by you when you were hesitant and afraid. And of course KQ had grown you into a budding enthusiast for producing music.
Jongho and you were as different as the night is from the day, but this weird connection with music has led you two to be the best of friends. You mused at how introverted you were (and still are) as his outgoing personality has let him gain many new friends in the music industry.
You sat inside the recording studio, facing the board as you fiddled with the controls. You hummed ATEEZ’s latest tune, drumming your fingers to the upbeat rhythm of Wave as Jongho jumped on your from behind, “Boo!” He flashed a foxy grin and you rolled his eyes, “Hi Jongho. I already knew that you were going to do that.”
“Nah, you did not. You almost fell out of your chair!” He leaned his elbow on the head of the swivel chair. “That’s because you are too strong.” Just as he sat down, Hongjoong entered the room with a smile on his face, his red hair complimenting his face, “If it isn’t my favorite 00 liner!” That earned him a rather loud whack from Jongho.
“Come on, let’s get recording. Wooyoung and San will be arriving a little late due to their other schedule.” He pointed out and you nodded. Mentally going through the parts where Jongho sang, you played the remix as Hongjoong sat beside you. Being your informal teacher, you’ve learnt quite a bit from Hongjoong and you were grateful for any opportunity to produce music alongside him.
After a while of recording, Hongjoong suggested, “Let’s take a break. I’m going to grab some drinks.” “Hyung I want the most expensive thing there.” Jongho joked and Hongjoong sent a flying pillow his way, “And I’ll get my favorite producer grape juice. I’ll be back.” As soon as he said that he moved out of the room. Jongho took a swig from his water bottle and went back into the recording area, “Can we practice the high note one more time?”
You raised an eyebrow, “You’re going to strain your voice.” “But I’m not perfect yet. Can we take it from the top?” He clasped his hands together and you couldn’t resist, “Okay, everything but the high note.” You bargained and he nodded. You inwardly sighed as you played the remix. Sometimes Jongho doesn’t take care of himself well and it was usually up to you to remind him. You watched as he made eye contact with you, swaying his body a bit as he sang.
When it came to the very last verse, you pressed the communicate button, “I’m sorry for interrupting but...” “...I screwed up right? I swear I heard my voice crack.” He fiddled with the cord of the headphones and you shook your head to reassure him, “No! Your singing is so good! I love hearing your voice. Repeat that one more time. Please?” You held up one finger.
A moment of silence passed between you two and with a slightly pink face Jongho agreed. Whipping out your phone, you connected it to the system to record his voice as he belted out the high note again, singing the rest effortlessly. He stepped out of the room and he rubbed the back of his neck, pointing at the recording on your phone, “I-If you wanted me to sing, I could d-do it anytime you know.”
“Really? Then would you sing for me everyday?” The door creaked open, revealing a semi-smiling Hongjoong.
“I did not just step in here. Please ignore me.” Hongjoong backtracked and Jongho ran out after his hyung, “HYUNG! YOU-!”
reblog !
im super tired and stressed out; i've got too many presentations, group projects, exams and so little time ++ my monthly came and for the first time i had to take painkillers,,
nevertheless i hope this cheers you and i up!
here's to a hopeful august <3
(a) 64. “Talk to me.” - wooyoung
(just ended mine,, i had to write this)
“Jeong Wooyoung!” Wooyoung’s gaze darted to the tall figure at the door. “…? Mingi? What happened?” Mingi dashed inside his classroom breathlessly and explained, “Listen to this—I think there’s something wrong with your girlfriend…” Wooyoung’s eyes widened at the mention of you. Mingi continued nevertheless, “Her face was pale this entire morning, and when I asked her if she was okay, she said she was fine. I think you should go check on her!” Wooyoung gratefully patted Mingi’s shoulder, “Thanks for telling me.” With that Wooyoung rushed out of his classroom, up two flights of stairs and into your classroom.
“Are you okay?” Wooyoung panted as he stood at the door. He glanced at your figure to see if anything major happened. “Oh? Wooyoung?” He made his way across the empty classroom to your table. “Are you okay?” He repeated, “Mingi told me that—” Wooyoung paused when he saw you lowering your head. “Are you unwell?” Wooyoung tugged at his tie. Mingi was right, your face was too pale for his liking.
“N-nothing.” “Is it gastric pain? Did you bring your medicine?” “Wooyoung, it’s really nothing!” Wooyoung placed a hand on your forehead and cocked his head to the side when he found out that you weren’t running a fever. “I’m going to the nurse’s office to get some medicine.” “Ah! Wait!” He was about to leave when he felt you tug at his sleeves. He turned around and crouched in front of your table.
“Talk to me. Are you having a headache? I told you not to stay up too late revising—” “—It’s not any of that…it’s my…period…” Wooyoung paused in his tracks and that was when he realised the hot water bottle you were holding and felt his face heat up. Why didn’t he realise that earlier?
“It’s pretty uncomfortable. I think I just need to take a catnap and I’ll be okay. So… you don’t have to worry too much.” Things were pretty awkward and Wooyoung mumbled, “I got it. Give me your water bottle, I’ll refill it for you. Stay here.” Wooyoung bent down to hold your face. You gave him a heartwarming smile and nodded, “Mhm. Thanks for being the best boyfriend.” Wooyoung quietly moved out of the room while trying to hide his blushing face. It was his first time dealing with your period and things weren’t as smooth as he thought. He made quick work of getting his job done and scampered back up to the classroom.
“You didn’t have to run, you know. I’m really okay.” You were resting your head on your arms with your eyes closed and Wooyoung was surprised that you knew it was him. “How did you know it was me?” Of course. We’ve been staying together for so long. I can distinguish your footsteps.” “I got some medication for the pain from your friend.” “Mhm, thank you Woo.” He watched as you held the hot water bottle against your abdomen.
“Then are you better already?” Wooyoung grabbed a chair and sat across you. “It’s better with you around.” “You really don’t need to visit the nurse’s office?” “I’m fine Woo. Don’t worry.” Wooyoung laughed when you clinged onto his sleeve yet again. “Kinda sucks since I can’t alleviate the pain.” “You silly boy. Being here with me really helps me.”
“If we were at home, I would have cuddled you to sleep. I think it’s the stress that’s giving you painful cramps. San told me that. He has a sister, you know?”
“Shh. Let me sleep.”
Hi everyone! So to fill in a bit of time until I finish the Supervillian!Yeosang with Policewoman!Reader, I decided I’ll try the made-up fic title game! Basically, send me an ask with a made-up title, genre, and member of Ateez and I will write what I think might go along with it! (I hope this makes sense, I’m shit at explaining things). Anyways! If anyone is interested, send me a title! They’ll probably be short (roughly ~1k words) but I’d love to still post content while I’m working on longer fics! Requests will probably be open for a while, so feel free to send in ideas whenever!