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Hey dear, please can I have a Sim Jake x idol!male!reader who is gothic thank u 🖤

༊*·˚ 𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴮᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ! ᴶᵃᵏᵉ ˣ ⁸ᵗʰ ᴹᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ! ᴳᵒᵗʰⁱᶜ! ᴹᵃˡᵉ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ¹.⁴ᵏ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ˢᵉᵐⁱ ᵖᵘᵇˡⁱᶜ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ, ᵃˡˡ ᴱⁿʰʸᵖᵉⁿ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ʰᵉᵉˡˢ ᶠᵒʳ ʸ/ⁿ, ᵈⁱˢᶜᵘˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗᵉᵖᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ ᶻᵒⁿᵉ.

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ ˢʰᵒᵖᵖⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵒʸᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢᶜʰᵉᵈᵘˡᵉˢ, ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᵗᵗᵉᵐᵖᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒⁿᵛⁱⁿᶜᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ʷᵉᵃʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒˡᵒʳˢ ʰᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˢᵘⁱᵗ ʸᵒᵘ.

ᴬ/ⁿ: ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᵃⁿᵒⁿ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ˡᵒⁿᵍ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶠⁱᶜ. ᴺᵉᵛᵉʳᵗʰᵉˡᵉˢˢ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸ ⁱᵗ.

“Okay, Y/n you're up next.” A voice said behind you.

It was Jungwon, your leader and main dancer who had debuted in the same group as you.

Before participating in I-Land you had been recruited by the company staff and became a trainee under HYBE Labels. You hadn't been there long before participating in the survival show, and you ended up ranking fairly high, ending at the final rank of 2nd place.

Being a fan favorite and one of the idols with the most fangirls barely mattered to you. You only enjoyed the company of your members and became fond of making music. Particularly enjoying the act of dancing and performing alongside the members of Enhypen.

Today’s schedule was a photoshoot for an upcoming magazine that was particularly aimed towards young adults. But for sure anyone who happened to be a fan of the group and stumbled upon it would for sure purchase it. That was without a doubt.

You came up to the front, the black clothes complimenting the color of your hair.

Niki walked up to you, one of the members you were particularly close with.

“I bet you requested that attire didn't you?” He said teasingly, to which you simply nodded, looking over to the man who would be assisting you in helping your shoot go smoothly.

“It would only make sense wouldn't it?” You smirked, knowing he'd react indifferently to that.

“Right, right. Either way dark colors look good on you. So I'd say your fashion suits you, it's unique after all.” He smiled, catching you to mutter a small ‘thank you’ in response. Not a lot of people complimented you, so you genuinely liked it when someone paid attention to that aspect of yours

“Y/n!!” a loud voice yelled from behind, practically jumping over your shoulders and hugging you from behind.

Oh of course you would know who this was-

“Jake Hyung-! Y/n is about to have his photoshoot, you're going to mess up his hair!” Sunoo yelled from the other room, most definitely having his hair done due to the sound of the hair dryer running.

You turned around and looked at Jake, or in other words: your boyfriend. A bit confused on what he needed you fully turned your body to face him and scratched the side of your cheek.

It hadn't been long since you two had started dating so you were still a bit nervous around him.

“I'm assuming there's something you must have to tell me…?” You muttered in a low voice, chuckling slightly at the sight of your boyfriend smiling brightly at you.

“I wanna take you out for dinner later, it doesn't have to be anything too expensive but we should go shopping for new clothes after this shoot.” He beamed, making you flustered a bit before hearing your name be called from behind.

“Okay, I'll make sure to keep it in mind.” You smiled back, seeing him wave at you before making an encouraging fist.

Sunghoon came out of his room, drying his hair due to the water usage in his pictures and going to sit down with the others at the table, “Finally Y/n’s turn?”

“Yeah, he's handsome.” Heeseung said, leaning his cheek against his fist as he sighed. Ever since I-Land took place Heeseung had always admired you, which was a huge honor. Not only were you in his words ‘one of the most handsome men he'd ever seen,’ but you were also talented. Especially having only had limited time as a trainee in the company, you were a recent yet a threat to most of the others training at the company

Jay stared at you blankly before shaking his head and snapping himself back into reality, “I feel like I get hypnotized every time I look at him. His color scheme is just so unique and creative that you just can't help but space out if you look at him a second too long.”

“Right? He's so pretty.” Sunoo added, crossing his arms and rocking his chair back and forth.

Heeseung turned over to face Jake and teasingly nudged him on the arm, “Tell us your secrets. How do you attract such beautiful men?” He said, winking the moment Jake turned to look at him.

“Pure luck I guess.”

_____

Jake ran through the aisles, picking out every piece of clothing that he thought would look good on you, black or not.

He was particularly insisting on a plain white T-shirt, which he claimed, 'would look good on you.' However, since it wasn't your regular go to, you found yourself rejecting the actual process of trying it on. Let alone buying it.

“Y/n, it won't hurt to put on a white shirt. White compliments black am I right?” He smiled, making you look up at him and cross your arms in a form of an ‘x’

He frowned, looking over and spotting a black leather jacket which would combine with the shirt he had picked out.

“How about you pair it with this?” He said half enthusiastically, half defeated.

Being your boyfriend, he wanted to see you wear more variety of colors, especially those he thought you'd look good with. There had only been two occasions when you wore a color beside black, and that was only because it was a track where the outfits wouldn't match if one was of a darker scheme.

You always requested a full on dark outfit, you liked it that way and of course most stylists tried to respect that desire of yours. After all it was your form of representation, anything dark was considered a trend created by you and your unique sense of fashion.

White was one of the colors he so very badly wanted to see on you. Not only that but he also wished to see you wear the traditional blue jeans, any time you bought a pair they'd be black or gray, that was that and they'd be no-one changing your mind.

But of course, Jake being Jake thought that it was worth a shot.

“Look, I appreciate the consideration but I don't think I want to-”

Jake sighed lightly, not letting you finish your sentence before he silently turned around and walked back to the clothing section

You looked at him, sighing in relief that you finally managed to convince him and he'd be leaving to put the clothes away-

“What if we paired it with these pants?” He yelled enthusiastically.

“What!?”

In the end, you ended up putting on the outfit he picked out for you. You didn't particularly dislike it, however it just felt unusual.

“I don't really know if I like this..” you muttered as he fixed up a couple sides and smiled back at you.

“For me you look great. I'd appreciate it if you wore this to dinner tonight.”

“I don't think I'll be confident if I wore this.” You muttered, looking down at the jacket and pants.

“It's not a bad outfit, but it's just not for me.”

He frowned, looking up at you as he took the basket from his arm and handed it over to you.

“Check over these as well.”

This time, the basket was full of dark clothes, mostly containing hoodies and slightly oversized jeans that could be easily adjusted with a belt, preferably your favorite types of clothing.

You tried them on and there was no need to say that you definitely prefered the new chosen clothes better; however, Jake insisted on buying the previous outfit for you and you just couldn't bring yourself to convince him otherwise.

Back at home, organizing your newly bought clothes and putting them in their designated areas. You turned back to look at the brighter outfit which would look out of place in your normal everyday closet, you couldn't bring yourself to put it on whenever you had been getting ready for your casual dinner date with your boyfriend.

You really wanted to sacrifice all your regular clothing for this new outfit which you would most likely only ever wear once, however…

“Why aren't you wearing the outfit I got you!!??” Jake yelled, immediately catching you off guard as you just stared blankly at your lover.

“I unfortunately couldn't bring myself to put it on, however I did put on a pair of the new hoodie and pants you got me.”

Jake stared at you, he was unable to comprehend what he was seeing. You smiled knowingly as he just stared, sighing and shaking his head in his palms.

“Alright then, if that's what makes you comfortable.” he said, approaching you slowly and leaning in to give you a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you for understanding.” You smiled, seeing him nod gently as he caressed your shoulders. “I can't force you at the end of the day. You're still my handsome boyfriend no matter what you decide to wear.” He teased, making you chuckle lightly.

“Let's go inside now- I'm hungry.”

Hello I could request a idol!Jake x mangaka!male!reader and the reader is introvert ( fluff please )

✧ ˚ · . 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴵᵈᵒˡ! ᴶᵃᵏᵉ ˣ ᴹᵃⁿᵍᵃᵏᵃ! ᴹᵃˡᵉ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ᴬᵘ

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ².¹ᵏ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᴮᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁿᵍᵃᵏᵃ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒ ᵉᵃˢʸ ʲᵒᵇ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃˢᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵖⁱᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵃ ᵖᵉⁿᶜⁱˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˢˢᵉᵐᵇˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖⁱᵉᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃᵖᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵍᵉᵗʰᵉʳ ʷᵃˢ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ʰᵃʳᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ⁱᵗ ˢᵉᵉᵐᵉᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ; ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵃⁿʸ.

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴺᵒᵗ ᵃ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ: ˢᵒᵒᵇⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴳⁱˢᵉˡˡᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵉᵈ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗʳᵉˢˢ, ᵒᵛᵉʳʷᵒʳᵏⁱⁿᵍ? ᴺᵒᵗ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠʸ :)

ᴺᵉᵗʷᵒʳᵏ: @starlit-network

ᴬ/ᴺ: ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱˢᵗᵍ ᵗʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗʳᵒᵖᵉ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ˢᵒ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ᵈᵃᵐⁿ ᶠⁱᶜ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ. ᴵ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʳᵉqᵘᵉˢᵗ ⁱˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵒᵘˢ :ᴰ

Planning, drawing, writing, new page, repeat. Unfortunately, those 6 words were all you needed to say in order to describe your regular schedule. Everyday was the same. Sometimes asking if you would ever have a break, or ever be successful enough in order to have your manga have its own anime adaptation, it'd be a huge step forward and might end up bringing in enough money so you didn't have to constantly work on a new series.

Unfortunately, despite the numerous amount of animes that existed; the chance of getting contacted by a producer was rare. And even though your two series were pretty big among readers, the day you'd receive a call or even just an email would likely never come.

You wrote away, brainstorming new ideas in this competitive industry. Your newest manga, had recently come to an end, ending at the manga number of 34. You had to admit, you were pretty happy with how it was written, especially since recently you seemed pretty dry and void of motivation.

The public seemed to agree, approving of the manga and giving you the thumbs up to reassure you that it was indeed a well written series. The pressure was a bit much, after finally finishing an almost 6 year series you were already seeing posts online titled:

“Can't wait for L/n Y/n’s next manga!”

“If he releases a new manga then damn right I'm buying it.”

Seeing those posts made you feel bad, causing you to pick up a pen and notebook and start brainstorming.

“You're going to write another one? That'll be 3 series!”

Hand up to your forehead, sighing at your own ideas as you crumbled the piece of paper and threw it away. “Well that's the plan but with how terrible I am at coming up with ideas I'm unsure if there will even be a 3rd series.”

He looked at you and leaned his back up against your bed frame. You found yourself with some of your friends, both in your house to keep you company and to help you think of a manga plot.

Footsteps approached the room, entering and holding a bag of snacks enough for the 3 of you. “Yeah well, your past 2 series have had a large audience, so if you end up writing a 3rd series chances are there's going to be a good chunk of people rushing to libraries to purchase it. So you should think of something that'll attract attention to those in your fan base along with those who aren't.”

“Thank you for the help Aeri…” you muttered to which she smiled, closing the door behind her and pulling over a chair to sit near the 3 of you.

Soobin and Aeri had been your friends since middle school, they knew you wanted to write manga series later on and supported you the entire way through. The 3 of you were inseparable and had stuck together the entire way through.

Pressing your face up against your arms and covering yourself with it, you tried to restart your mind and clear it, that way it'd be easier to communicate a proper plan for the manga.

“What if you try to make it based on an event that happened in your life..?” Soobin questioned, lightly rubbing his cheek as he leaned over to grab a granola bar from inside the bag.

You turned your face to look over at him, and chuckled.

“What type of event…? My life up until now hasn't been very eventful, so I practically have nothing to write about…”

Aeri looked down at the two of you and put her arm up to her chin, “Think a little outside the box…”

You lifted your head and gently sighed, “I'll think of something. What do you guys say we watch a movie or a drama?”

_____

Getting out of your car and approaching the doorway entering the restaurant and finding yourself a comfortable seat to relax in.

Ordering your food and opening up your phone, scrolling through the latest news and lightly vibing to the music in the background which found itself playing in the restaurant speakers.

“That's the group that has been going viral lately right!?”

You glanced over at the table which the talking came from, spotting two friends with their eyes glued on the TV. You couldn't help but grow curious, looking up at the TV screen and seeing an idol group performing their most recent song on a music show.

You would be lying if you said that you didn't like Korean music, because you truthfully really enjoyed it. However it was the least of your importance at the moment because your full focus was on your phone.

Or at least… it should've been.

Suddenly, a soft, soothing voice touched your ears. Causing you an odd sense of relaxation as you found your own eyes tracing over the screen that was permanently stuck onto the wall.

His face… caught you a bit off guard. He was handsome but you got an odd sense of deja vu looking at him, maybe it was nothing and it was just your mind playing weird tricks on you. But this was not one of those cases because you truthfully did recognize him.

This was Sim Jake, a student that you knew from highschool and actually became quite fond of. Other than the fact that you both ate lunch together sometimes and talked every so often, you wouldn’t really know whether you could consider him a friend. Occasionally the atmosphere was a bit tense between the two of you, maybe that was because you grew feelings for him at one point throughout the school year but never spoke about it to anyone except Aeri, and well, you hinted at it to Soobin and by now you were almost certain that he had caught on.

Sim Jake had moved to Korea around mid school year for unknown reasons. There was rumor that he would become an idol, but nothing was ever confirmed; and well, rumor was rumor so you should never completely believe something.

Seeing him on TV felt almost… surreal. Looking at someone who you had met before and had actually spoken to, someone who you walked the same hallways as. You never thought that you’d experience something like that, you truthfully really did feel very proud of him, for achieving something that seems somewhat impossible.

But seeing your old classmate was not the only thing that came out of going to your local diner that night, because you also found yourself with a new idea.

_____

“Is that manga interesting?” Jungwon leaned over, coming to Jake’s shoulder and resting his head on it.

“Yeah, It’s from my favorite mangaka too, I heard they’re actually working on a new series.”

Jungwon looked up at his member and smiled, watching the pages and lightly reading them as the sheets flipped every 7-15 seconds.

Enhypen had recently finished performing on the stage of a music show. It had been a long night of dancing and singing along with cheering for other groups present. On the cold night, they all found themselves going back to the company on the bus, all members slightly shivering as they covered themselves with blankets.

“What’s the manga about?” Jungwon asked, attempting to keep the conversation going as he actively listened, trying to keep himself awake.

Jake loved to talk about his mangas and this being his favorite series, he of course would become excited the moment someone asked such a question. It was such an easy answer for him, and Jungwon listened to everything he had to say, smiling every so often at the quiet excitement that Jake expressed despite being unable to be loud due to some of the members already being fast asleep.

Jungwon pointed over at the cover, signaling the author’s name as he quietly muttered, “Is this their real name? Or a fake one?”

Jake chuckled ever so slightly, “It’s a pseudonym. Many mangakas use them because many like to keep their identities secret. Actually many fans have no idea what their favorite author looks like due to privacy reasons. The closest we’ll get is by these.”

He skipped to the end of the book, pointing at the little representative character that delivered a message to a reader at the end of every manga. Jungwon chuckled as he shut his eyes, making Jake remain silent as he stared at the manga. Despite being in the dark, Jake illuminated the book with a UV light, the type you would use for the visibility to the ink of an invisible pen.

“Y/n, would you like to eat lunch together?”

“Right now? I’m drawing-”

Jake frowned, looking down at you. Sighing, you gathered your supplies and followed him out of the classroom. Stopping to put away your sketchbook and other art necessities back into your locker, as well as pick up your own lunch bag in the process. You followed him out of the school, finding a bench under a tree where the breeze felt nice and cool.

“Why don’t you eat lunch with someone else?” you questioned, biting into the sandwich that you had brought as a bit of a lazy lunch.

“Because I don’t know you too well. In addition, I find myself intrigued by you. You’re always drawing and I wanted to ask, is there a reason behind it or is it just a hobby?”

You flustered a bit, a lot of people have watched you draw and have complimented you on your skill.

“Y/n you should put up your art in a museum!”

“You should write manga when you feel ready.”

“Work as an animation producer when you get older!”

Not to mention the amount of people who had asked you questions that you were almost tired of hearing. Being an artist came with its downsides but it was always good to have an extra skill which could potentially be a career, and pretty well paid as well,

“Well, I guess for now it’s just a hobby.” you muttered, looking down at the food inside the container. Picking up your chopsticks, beginning to eat once again, picking at the rice softly.

Jake’s gaze stayed on you, he sighed and looked forward, “I guess so, you’re practically an art genius so if you decide to start a career from it I bet it’ll pay off.” he added, mouth becoming a small smile that had been directed at you.

Nodding, you thought for a moment. “I don’t really find myself interested in art in terms of career. I think there’s better things out there… you know?”

Jake agreed, opening the small bag of cookies that he brought and handing you some. “Well, I get what you mean, if you turn a hobby into a career then it’ll start to feel more like an obligation rather than something fun. But I think it’s better in a way. If you’re good at something then it's something to take advantage of.”

Staying silent for a moment, you eventually muttered a small ‘I agree’ before going back to eating, he noticed and beamed ever so slightly.

“Y/n!”

Looking up from the pages that you had been working on, you held the pencil and looked at your lover who had been laying on your bed, staring at you knowingly. He was mainly there to keep you company and it had mainly been you who asked for it. It got lonely sometimes after all.

“What is it?” You asked, taking the opportunity to stretch and lay down on the floor for a quick moment, just to redeem yourself from the stress of continuously drawing.

“You've been working on that darn manga for so long, catch a small break.” He scolded, making you laugh in response as you glanced over to the shelves full of mangas that you had written.

3 series, 72 books total that came with multiple awards. Many action figures that had come from the anime production of your most recent complete series which gained an audience you never expected to receive. It gained attention from multiple celebrities and became one of the most popular anime series internationally.

Not only that but it helped your 2 previous books get much more recognition, which ended up causing your second to become adapted into a video game, which was very well made and had a wide variety of players.

“Well, this might be the last series I write. If not then I might stick to the number 5, that collection is becoming a bit big don't you think?” you asked, still looking over to the shelves that separated each of your series, holding figures, posters, fanarts, and of course, the mangas.

Jake nodded, smiling as he went down and gave you a small kiss on the forehead.

“You're doing great Y/n.” He muttered, making you glance over and kiss him on the lips. It was a feeling you enjoyed, as the feeling of his touch and arms comforted you.

“Thank you. I'll continue trying my best, I promise”