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— FORELSKET: EUPHORIC FIRSTS.
(noun.) FORELSKET: the euphoria you experience when you’re first falling in love— the dopamine you acquire when you’re enamored, a fleeting feeling of pure and utter joy.
CHARACTERS. furina/focalors, lyney, lynette, freminet, ayato, wanderer & neuvillette.
CW. REPOST bc it wasn’t showing in tags, possibly ooc (fontaine characters), written BEFORE fontaine’s release, non-established relationships, this was written at 1 in the morning, not proofread, 1.3k words.
EXTRA. this was inspired by our dearest @/seelestia <3 (psst, hi lia!! i finally wrote something sxjksjsj 🩵)
GENRE. fluff, with bits of angst (depending on the character)
WANTING, NEEDING YOUR PRESENCE ALL THE TIME.
FURINA first realizes she’s in love when she finds herself wanting, no.. needing your presence all the time. You were one of the only people who could handle her ‘hysterics’, a trait only the most worthy people could have (in Neuvillette’s words). Whenever she stands in the courtroom, a part of her wishes you were there, with you around— the trials are a little less boring and a little more tolerable. Whenever she eats all on her lonesome, she wishes you were across from her table; waiting to ask her how her day went and receiving nothing but complaints of how uninteresting the latest trial was. Whenever you two take a stroll around Fontaine, much to her dismay, she feels at ease— not because of the sights of the nation she rules over, she’s seen them countless times; but because of the sight of you.
Any moment spent with you couldn’t be wasted on such monotonous activities such as taking a mere stroll around the city you were both accustomed to. The fleeting feeling she absolutely refused to acknowledge, the way her heart hammered in her chest, it all left her unsure. As soon as you came into view, the only thing she ever thought about was to stay beside you as long as she could.
OUT OF EVERYONE, I WANT YOUR EYES SPECIFICALLY ON ME.
Having all eyes on him, something LYNEY had grown used to, the attentiveness of the crowd, and the people who fall for his charms during each and every show. But, how is it that whenever he spots you, he has the urge to be even more spontaneous than he normally is? How is it that whenever you came into view, he tried a little harder to please the audience? Well, he was secretly hoping that you would be as pleased as the rest of them.
Even outside of his performances, he craves your attention, he craves for you to notice him. A small compliment from you on one of his magic tricks, and it leaves his heart fluttering. He had a mission, to impress you enough for you to potentially fall for him, or moreover, to impress you enough for you to see how captivated he was by you. A flame of determination in his eyes was evident in the way he declared that you’ll be even more amazed by what he had up his sleeves next. The next time he spotted you among the spectators, he sent a wink in your direction— and a performance that had you dazzled. After all, what is a magician if not an expert in stealing hearts?
WHAT’S IT LIKE? HAVING THE ATTENTION OF SOMEONE YOU LOVE?
Being the lowest-profile Magician's Assistant in the land came with its perks, with the absolute majority of their audience being more interested in her older brother than her. So when LYNETTE is faced with someone whose attention was solely placed on her, she has no idea what to do. The only thing she could think of was to shut you out like the others who have tried to attract her attention before. Unfortunately for her, you were persistent.
She even grew accustomed to your questions after a performance; from answering in at max, five-word sentences, to her answering them in complete detail with a blank expression. The warmth in her chest whenever you seemed almost flabbergasted at how no one seemed to be very interested in her, left her awake at night sometimes. Even her brothers noticed the small glint of light in her eyes whenever you came into her sights, though she refused to speak about it. The two noticed how a light cherry-red tinted her cheeks, almost unnoticeable, that only appeared when you were nearby. Her frequent small smiles were unbelievably rare, but they came so naturally when it came to you.
UTTERLY NERVOUS WHEN IT COMES TO YOU, IT’S A SIGN.
To pique FREMINET’S interest, you had to be patient and understanding with him. Much like his older sister, the young diver prefers to be out of the limelight. It was worse when others couldn’t respect that, with interviewers or just random strangers bombarding him with questions not even relating to his line of work, but that of his siblings. He wouldn’t have been able to stand it on his own, but you were there with your eyes narrowed— almost protective, making his breathing almost unsteady. You never pried into his personal life, knowing well how difficult it was for him to open up. You knew what questions made him uncomfortable, and which ones he was okay with answering, and the way he looked a little happier when you showed genuine interest in his profession made you proud to know you were doing something right.
He found himself admiring you, adoring you, and loving you. You already knew how timid he was, but you felt as if he was more nervous around you than anyone else. You pondered for a while whether you had done something wrong, but everyone around you knows that is far from the truth.
MAKING EXCUSES TO SEE YOU, WHILE YOUR NAME SLIPS HIS MOUTH.
KAMISATO AYATO knew he was smitten the moment he realized he was constantly making excuses to see you. You captured his attention, and even he wasn’t exactly sure how or even when it happened. The amount of times your name slipped out of his mouth while talking to Ayaka, was embarrassing, to say the least. You never cared about the fortunes of the Kamisato Clan, but even so, you knew he had his guard up during your first few interactions. How he gracefully appeared before you, with you taking it as merely a chance meeting when all of it was already planned in his head like a movie.
The first time Thoma had pointed out his ‘strange behavior’ before apologizing profusely for “butting into his business”, Ayato couldn’t find it in him to deny any of his retainer’s claims. You were awe-striking, so much so that whenever your name was mentioned anywhere— a small smile appeared on his features, illuminating what he desperately wanted to hide, his heart.
STUCK IN DENIAL AS HE BECOMES DEFENSIVE.
It became clear to everyone but the WANDERER that he felt this way towards you, or so they thought. He never gave it away clearly, but it was his defensive mechanism when it came to you that revealed it. He denied any claims, questions, his frown growing deeper when he even thought about it. Others thought of it as him dismissing you completely, but he thought of it as protecting the friendship you both cherished.
Nahida was the only one who understood his train of thought, with how desperately he held onto each moment you spent with him, she knew it was bound to come to this someday. It was rare, but at times she found him sitting under a tree— the corners of his lips turned slightly upwards as he reminisced to himself. Of course, if she made any outright claim, even if she read his mind and told him what he was thinking— he would deny it instantly. He held onto that flicker of flame in his chest so dearly, one that burned brighter when you came close.
OBSERVING YOU WAS ONCE MY DUTY, NOW IT’S HOW I LEARN ABOUT YOU.
Even those who eyed the Chief of Justice constantly wouldn’t be able to tell, but NEUVILLETTE was observing you from afar. He knew he had better things to do than to stare at you as you shop, but that thought never stopped him before. It was his job to observe you, to make sure you weren’t doing anything that would bring harm to the nation of justice. Right now, however, it wasn’t as much of doing his job as it was of him simply learning about you and your daily activities. Ever since you first stepped foot in Fontaine, he was observing your every move. At first, it was because a few people found your presence suspicious, but then he took a small interest in you— and even went as far as to strike up a conversation or two with you.
Your smile entranced him instantly, and before he knew it, his mind began to cloud with thoughts of you. It was almost contagious, the corners of his mouth turning upwards at the sight— though only a little. He picked up on every little thing with observation alone. Your favorite things, hobbies, dislikes, he found himself growing to learn them all. The Chief of Justice was loved by many, but now he has learned to love another.
© this work is created by @focarina. do not plagiarize, translate, repost to any sites nor claim as yours.
Poker Face on Peacock is one of the greatest things my eyes have witnessed in eons. I love the style, the flair, the acting, and most of all the dialogue that just jabs your brain like an ice pick and zaps down your spine and lands solid in your gut. In the best way. Its amazing and if this isn't one of those hit shows that last for years and goes down in history as some of Tvs best. Then none of us deserve taste buds.
Samoa Joe as Sweet Tooth is such a good actor. He mimics Will Arnett's voice so well its as if the person we see is actually the one speaking. And his eyes in the close ups of Sweet Tooths face are so dramatic and crazed its SOOOOOOOO Insanely GOOD!!! And he's not just intimidating. His movements are Hilarious! And just so Natural. I Love It!!! It's Great. I've re-watched this show a million times I can't wait for more!
Look I didn't plan on swooning over crazy clown man. But can you blame me? Yes, yes you can. Fair enough.
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rain in kisses
changmin/q x you, fluff
[summary] it was supposed to be a date out but you guessed staying home with changmin is a date too [words] 1.2k [a/n] open-ended food making; enjoy ♡
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I'm sorry, how can a man do the bare minimum and suddenly just be the hottest bitch out there. Like.... This is unfair. What did u do to be tortured like this...
191109 daejeon fansign
masterpiece • do not edit.
I'm done
That's it, I'm done with K-pop. What did I sign up for? Good Music. What did I get? Assaulted, Handsome men, cute boys, a new sexuality, beautiful women, adorable girls, deadly crushes I just..... My body can't handle getting attacked by the duality everyday.
wowwww lmk what filter this is, I'm obsessed
2nd and 4th are my favs
That day was certainly a fever dream 😍
YOOOO THESE ARE SHOOO FRICKIN COOL! Thamks for includin my precious funni rodent 😍❣💞💓💖
Heehee, I did it again, I made some cute animals into bugs (Hollow Knight)
@shawzii - Spendidol & Glacier
@zombinary - Snoozy & Sweetie
@hostilemuppet - Frosty & Princess
@not-emti - Breezy
@tatzlyip - Strawby
@unreone - Snippy
@zxc6713 - Immatury
Devotion
Pairing: Egon Spengler x Reader
Warnings: snooping, messy feelings? confusion.
Small A/n~ This is somewhat based off of one of my favorite songs, called devotion by Tirzah. I hope you enjoy reading, if there are any mistakes or if you have any tips on how to make things better pls let me know! This is also a bit (alot) OOC so there's that :/
Thursday afternoon, and the guys were out on a bust, and Y/n was stuck at headquarters, specifically the lab. The things she had been researching left her desk looking a little messy. Y/n often shared the lab with Egon since they were both quiet and kept to themselves. They had a bond that didn't need talking, or being all touchy with each other, just a few looks and that was all understood between the two. Y/n decided to take a break, grabbing her journal and a pen, deciding to write about how her day was going since she hadn't done that quite yet.
Y/n sat at her desk, writing her heart out and minding her business when Janine called her from downstairs. Unsure of what Janine said, she rushed down, accidentally leaving her journal on Egon's desk.
"Yes Janine? What can I help you with?" Y/n asked, stepping off of the steps before walking over to Janine's desk
"So, I would normally go on a bust with the guys if one of them gets hurt badly, but I have too much to organize at the moment and I really need you to go for me, would you please do this for me Y/n? I will pay you back, I promise." Janine pleaded, clasping her hands together as she gave Y/n her puppy eyes. And they always, always worked on Y/n.
"Of course, Janine. Where did the guys say this bust was?" Y/n asked Janine once again, grabbing a pen and paper to write down the address. After Janine had told her the address, Y/n hurried into her suit before rushing over to the location the boys were at.
When she arrived, verything looked a mess and she snuck to where she heard the most commotion. Three ghosts were cornering each one of the boys, Winston being the only one who was free, but even then he was outnumbered, and couldn't do much. None of them had seen Y/n yet, and she sort of took advantage of this. She thought up a small plan as she grabbed her walkie-talkie, hiding behind a wall as she kept an eye on everything.
“Hey guys? Can you hear me?” Y/n asked through through the walkie talkie, the boys looking around to see if they could spot her, and she took that as a yes. “Ok look, Don't reach for your walkie-talkies, otherwise you'll get slimed and we really don't need that. Try to get them to the middle since you guys are sort of in a circle already.I sort of have a trap ready I just need you guys to get them to the middl-”
Her voice was cut off as another ghost came around the corner tossing her to the middle instead, causing her to land on her arm,breaking it.
“Y/N!" The guys yelled out, going to crouch around her as the ghosts 'laughed' and technically floated away. Y/n didn't look at her arm, knowing it would freak her out even more than she is. “Could this job be finished later, I need to go to the hospital. Now.” She said, keeping her voice steady and her eyes closed as she didn't even want to see the panicked faces of the boys.
“Y/n darling, we can get you to the hospital, although two or three of us will need to stay behind, is that alright?” Venkman practically asked, and the girl simply nodded as she wanted to get out of there quickly before any of the ghosts came back.
“Goodluck guys” Y/n said, Egon helping her get into the Ecto 1. He'd have to bring it back once Y/n was safely in the hospital and was casted up.
As Egon rushed Y/n to the hospital, she couldn't help but stare at her very limp arm that seemed like it was going the wrong way, sort of like she lost a game of arm wrestling with a bodybuilder.
“Y/n, Do you have to stare at your arm like it's a foreign object?” Egon grimaced as he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She simply nodded, still shocked about her broken arm.
{kinda gonna do a time skip cause I don't wanna write all about being in the hospital.}
Once Y/n was situated in the hospital and getting casted up, and Egon had left Ecto-1 back with the others, he sat up in his lab, studying some photos that Y/n was looking at hours before, trying to categorize them. He remembered he didn't have his journal, spotting his journal open but faced down on his desk. He picked it up, confused as to why his journal was open, but he didn't think all too much of it. Egon read over the page it was opened on, the familiar handwriting made him realize it wasn't his.
Part of Egon wanted to pull away, and put the journal away, back on Y/n's desk where it belonged. But he couldn't, his eyes skimming over the page as he reread his name in her journal over and over again.
'Egon..Egon..'
He then began to read everything else in that page, somewhat against his own will, the other part wanting to know what the girl had been writing about him.
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“I just want your attention; I just want you to listen. I just want to explain things. I'm not looking for reactions, or acceptance. You can come to me with honesty, and tenderness. I want candlelight and romantic notion. I want your hands around me and understanding.
I wish you would come to me with those charms, those eyes, I'll even come to you with all my heart. I won't make it hard for you to see...”
Egon saw the words 'how much I love you' were erased, causing him to bite his lip in nervousness, something he quite rarely did.
“I just want you to be true to me, I need all your attention. Sometimes I think that's all I need... But most of all I want your comfort for me.
Yeah, I want your arms, your kisses, your devotion...”
As Egon finished reading through the page, he sighed softly, having to take it all in. Egon sat by his desk, journal still in hand as he thought, still not believing that someone like Y/n would be interested in someone like him. Quiet, introverted, A geek?.. He thought to himself, remembering all the times that Y/n has brought him his coffee and sweets in the morning, always helping him with experiments or just watching when he didn't need help (which was rare). She was the one who always woke him to get into bed, even convincing him to get more sleep when he'd fall asleep in the lab.
Now what surprised him was how none of the other's noticed, cause He or Y/n were never getting teased. He was happy for that, but he wondered how Y/n was able to make not so obvious. He was thinking too much, placing the girls journal back on her desk before he went to lay in the bed that was in the lab, sleeping throughout the night for once.
The next day, Y/n was back at the firehouse, walking in with Janine, whom Y/n had called once she was okay to go home. She didn't want to worry the boys beforehand. Once Janine and Y/n were on their way from the hospital, Janine asked Y/n all sorts of questions, like what's it like having a broken arm, if they had to do surgery for it, if it was as bad as it looked, things like that. Y/n simply rolled her eyes and laughed. “Nin, all that matters is that I'm alright. Though, no more busts until I'm fully healed.” Those words made Janine shake her head.
“I'm really sorry about that Y/n, I should've gone, I could've finished-”
“Janine, don't worry about it hun, as I said, all that matters is that me and everyone else is alright, including you. Okay?" Y/n said, placing her hand on Janine's thigh, giving her some form of reassurance.
Once they got to headquarters, Y/n rushed inside, quietly though. She snuck up the stairs to the dining area, seeing if anyone was awake and of course, Egon was wide awake, making himself a cup of coffee. That had been something he hadn't done in a while, since Y/n was doing it for him always. He had his back turned to the girl, allowing her to come up and carefully pat his shoulder, trying not to scare him, failing miserably as he jumped slightly, a yelp escaping his lips as he turned to see Y/n who he somehow frightened from his own reaction.
Once he recognized her, he hugged her tightly, slightly lifting her off her feet, happy that she was finally home. “You're home, You're finally home” He mumbled into her shoulder. “Egie. Can't. Breathe.” The girl struggled, finally feeling her feet back on the floor. “Sorry..” Egon murmured, making the girl smile to herself.
“Could we go to the lab? I dont want the others to know you're here yet” Egon said, slightly pulling the girl by her unbroken arm, taking her by surprise. Once they were both in the lab, Egon locked the door, in case anyone tried to come in.
“Egie, Is everything okay?” Y/n asked, sort of sitting on her desk. She had become sort of worried since Egon was now quiet.
“Y-Yeah, I'm Alright. I just wanted to talk to you about something, and I really hope you dont become upset with me or anything... Especially because it was an accident...” The scientist rambled on, stopping as Y/n had stepped up to hold his hand, often doing it when he would ramble on about nonsense. “What is it?” Y/n asked, tilting her head a bit. This little action made Egon clear his throat a bit before he spoke, slightly pushing Y/n against his desk, mainly for her to sit or rest against it. He didn't know how she would react to him reading her journal, her written confessions about him.
“This is a little out of the blue, but... Do you by any chance like me?...” Egon asked, closing his eyes in fear of rejection. “Egie, where is this coming from?”
“Please, just answer me Y/n, I just want to hear the answer” He urged, feeling anxious all of a sudden.
“Yes E, of course I do. But, why this question out of nowhere?” Y/n questioned, her face contorting with confusion. A face that Egon saw everytime an experiment didn't her way, or when she didn't get the results expected. “Please don't be mad, I accidentally read your journal. I confused it for mine, I should have stopped reading it when I realized it was yours. I now know how you feel, and I feel horrible because I invaded your priva-” He was cut off by Y/n placing a small kiss on his cheek.
"E, I'm not upset, I understand. Shit happens. I just wish, this kinda happened under different circumstances y'know?” Y/n said, laughing a bit to herself. She sighed softly as she stood, now almost at eye-level with Spengler.
Egon on the other hand, felt relieved that Y/n wasn't mad at him for reading her journal, still feeling somewhat horrible.
“I might just have to hide that bad boy somewhere” Y/n chuckled to herself, looking down at the closed journal on her desk before back at Egon.
“Now, I know it's always the guy asking this, but dinner? Maybe tomorrow night? If you aren't out busting ghosts?” Y/n asked, being somewhat shy about it. This caught Egon by surprise. Sure he hadn't been on any dates because he was either stood up or the other flat out didn't like him back. Realizing he was taking a bit long to respond, he simply nodded.
“Of course, I'd love that.” Egon said, his voice still somehow stern, like it always was. On the inside, his stomach was doing flips because of how happy he was.
“Y/n, can we stay here, and not do anything today? Maybe even cuddle? if that's what you call it?...” Egon asked after a bit, making Y/n smile and nod. “Sure, I just hope this isn't interrupted at all.” She chuckled softly, pulling Egon to the small bed.
As they both laid in the bed, Egon seemed nervous to touch Y/n, almost as if she was made of glass. “You can hold me y'know... I'm not gonna break... anymore” Y/n whispered into the silence.
“it's just, you really had me scared out there Y/n, I didn't know if anything bad had happened to you in the hospital.. I was so scared”
“I'm sorry Egie, I didn't mean to scare you” Y/n murmured, holding Egon's hand with her free one.
“The good thing is, is that you're okay now, and if you don't mind, after all of this, I can run some experiments on you?” Egon quirked, causing Y/n to laugh quietly as he pulled her in closer.
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(A/N)I'm finished writing this!!! I really didn't know how to end this but I did it. After so long, I finally wrote something, I feel proud of. And first writings aren't always the best but that means that there's room to improve on it all!
I hope you all enjoyed this, I know I did. And yes this is very very long, with my imagination, it would've been much longer but I managed to keep it as long as it is. Thanks for reading my darlings!
headcannon:
that children of Dionysus can know exactly who’s had any alcohol in the last day
and can also help someone sober up quickly by muting the affects.
Can pull alcohol from someone’s body if they are blackout drunk or just drunk in general and tend to save many college lives when appearing at random parties
Has a sense of which alcohol is better or tastes better in their opinion, also gives great advice on how to take care of themselves safely at parties
Can look at any drink and tell exactly which ones are spiked or not
Thanks to that, they can easily make conversation since they are literally the single life of the party and save anyone from becoming a victim of a date rape drug at any point
(They will usually take the person who spiked it—because they can tell—out back and will beat them so hard they won’t remmeber a thing. And will give them hangover pains for the rest of the night to make them suffer)
Dionysus kids go with the flow and will go wherever the party. There always happens to be one kid who doesn’t feel comfortable near the alcohol but was pushed there by friends, and will always conviently pass by with a soda which magically appears in their hand before leaving with a quick wink
They try to make every person feel welcome
If it becomes too rowdy they tone it down, and sometimes, with a flick of their hand, a group will leave because of massive headaches of seeing ‘things’ that most chalk up to be thanks to the drinks
Usually, the mist is just flicked away and any monsters or anything odd about the demigods were shown through
Will always know when someone needs to stop or is just drinking to drown themselves from their issues
Since Dionysus is technically the mental illness god, his children learn how to handle most and suffer from their own and have their experiences which helps them become more relatable. They make everyone comfortable at anytime
Always has snacks and sodas on hand at any point in the day no matter what
Are good with any types of cats, it doesn’t matter a stray will follow them for blocks until they’re noticed
Dionysus kids always possess unatural eyes like purple and a very, very dark green in odd cases
Their hair is usually curly and a black that seems a bit like the sky at dusk
Sometime they’re seen with an overly attractive man who had the same facial features as them, along with hair and eyes
When people look in their eyes for too long everyone gets a hazy feeling, and every time they pass soil something moves under the ground as if it were following them
They usually have a breath that smells of various fruits, and a few kids can’t pas breathalyzers because they naturally have alcohol in their veins despite not having drank any
Sometimes people call them drunks when in fact they like to stay clear of it and help other people with their own alcohol issues
Many times Dionysus kids throw the best parties and study groups in their schools and everyone knows their name
These make me really happy
OMG OMG ITS SO BEAUTIFUL—
Soulmates ~
3/21/23 💖
For my bestie @the-lonely-raven 🖤
Being with someone and acting like a big silly dork and seeing their smile and knowing that they love you for it is the best feeling in the world
no longer fucked up, have now found love
im basically normal if you really dont think about it
🥹💔💔💔
it's the little things for me
chan: folding the laundry as he admires you while you scream to lady gaga on a friday night, cleaning your spectacles/ sun glasses for you, feeding you with his own chopsticks, making sure you're on the opposite side of the traffic while crossing the street, taking strands of hair out of your mouth when you're asleep, making sure he always has time for you, rocking you in his arms while you cry, sharing the tiniest of umbrellas even if you BOTH get wet in the process, silently wiping sauce off your face while you ramble on about the latest gossip at work/uni, sends flowers to your place on random days, saying he loves you more than he loves the ocean. lee know: wearing even the most cringe frilly pink aprons you'll get him which stay stuff like 'kiss the cook' or 'mr. good lookin is cookin', learning how to make all your comfort foods, buying you stuffed toys resembling your childhood pets, always making you taste test the food he's cooking, "do you want it to be spicier? it'll help with the cold.", oiling and massaging your hair on sunday mornings, talking to you like he does with his cats whenever you're sick, screeching to songs in the car, buying stupid matching sunglasses, sharpening your pencils for you, leaving sooni, doongi and dori at his parents' claiming you spend more time with them than him, cracking your fingers when he's bored.
changbin: washing your dishes no matter how much you insist you can do it, keeping in touch with your family once you introduce them to him, giving you piggy back rides, letting you make stupidly cute hairstyles with his hair, sleeping with your stuffed toys when you're not at home, always packing your favourite toothpaste because he knows how much you despise the hotel ones, letting you win at arm wrestling, racing with you to the nearby convenience store.
hyunjin: learning your drink orders for different moods and seasons, slipping little encouraging notes with the cutest doodles into your bag, jacket pockets, underwear pile, EVERYWHERE, clicking lots of candid polaroids of you, always keeping a lipbalm in his pocket for you, making a list of places you want to visit and taking you on surprise trips, rubbing your noses together, drawing on your arms while you watch a movie, listening to you rant about your passions all. night. long.
jisung: always wanting you to share new music you like with him, buying you guys matching fluffy house slippers with the most bizarre stuff like cheese puffs or flamingos on them, decorating your shared space with childhood photos of you, singing karaoke with you until 4 am, watching panda and hamster videos together, singing you awake every morning, playing careless whisper as a way of asking you to dance with him, binging studio ghibli movies with you on days off, afternoon naps, watching fireflies together, weird nicknames like 'cake batter eater' or 'hairbrush stealer', rewatching childhood cartoons, doubling over in laughter one second and having the most serious conversations the next, "would you still love me if i was a worm?"
felix: reporting accounts which abuse skzoo >:(, always stocking up on your favourite snacks, letting you tease him over his small hands, giving you the best massages after long days, whispering and quiet laughing in silent spaces, biting your shoulder whenever you expose him in front of the boys, showing off his latest dance moves while dusting the house, giggling and rolling around in fresh sheets you just finished putting on, being your personal heater during the winters, miserably gardening together, smiling in between kisses.
seungmin: learning small phrases in your mother tongue and making sure his pronunciation is on spot, wearing animal onesies together, waking you up with your favourite cup of coffee every morning, giving you head scratches when you can't sleep, cuddling together on a rocking chair, fighting over who pays for the bill, going to fancy stores and trying out clothes only to leave without buying anything, always finding you first whenever there's a blackout, going to the local adoption center and cooing at puppies together, tracing your features while you sleep, a quick forehead kiss before he rushes to work, replacing photocards you have of other members with his own.
jeongin: "mentioned you in their story", staying on call with you when you're taking a cab at night, wearing normal shoes when he goes out with you, eating caramel popcorn at 2 am, getting on a subway and going to the nearby town because you heard it's raining there and needed a reason to dance together, laying his head on your lap while reading manga, wearing fuzzy socks, trying out stupid tiktok couple trends, pretending to be a toxic couple while grocery shopping,
- Loving you was never enough, and never will be but still I keep trying with the slightest hope that one day you will feel that for me.
Unsaid || Lee Minho
Unsaid || Lee Minho
Genre(s): Fluff, teensy bit of angst
Word Count: 2.1K
Warnings: none
a/n: i meant to post this last week but i got so busy with work and my sister’s birthday that it got postponed😭 but it’s here now! and i hope you enjoy :3
and of course, reposts and feedback are always appreciated!🌻
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You visited Minho’s dorm room enough times for him to recognize even the pattern of your knock- two quick, sharp raps followed by a lighter one. It was one of the sounds he heard the most- what with you being his neighbour and close friend- as you came over quite often, either to study or drag him on an early morning coffee run.
But he wasn’t expecting to hear your particular knock on his door at nearly two in the morning, when you would usually be fast asleep. He lifted his head at the sound, pausing the perusing of his notes with a frown. “What the hell…”
He was at the door in an instant, swinging it open to find you standing there, dressed in just a tank top and pajama bottoms, arms wound behind your figure as you gazed at the floor, before your eyes jumped to catch his stare.
Something was wrong, was his immediate thought. Your eyes were wide, your hair was a mess, your gaze bleary, and you looked…
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