Seventeen Drabble - Tumblr Posts

authors note: One of my lovely mutuals requested this one and of course, I was more than just glad to write a little drabble thingy for her <3 So @tasteless-ratatouille here we go :) Hope you like it! 

Character: Jeong Han x Reader Genre: halloween themed drabble, fluff Words: 556

You sigh, but with a little smirk on your face. It was Halloween, your favourite time of the year. Not just the fact that it is getting a bit chillier around the day, but also the colour of autumn is something you’ve loved since you were a teenager. Something you couldn’t really explain, something you don’t have to explain. Just something you really do enjoy. And besides that: Everyone has its favorite seasons, so do you. “Are you kidding me?”, Joenghan asks as he rolls his eyes in total annoyance, being not happy about your costume idea. But your smile wouldn’t fade, no, it just grew a bit wider when you observe him, knowing that he would not have a chance to change your mind or even come up with another idea himself. You shake your head. “No, why would I be?” It’s the perfect idea!, you think to yourself. To be fair, the idea itself isn’t that original. Villains is something as common on Halloween as Vampires. But the fact, that you two would change roles is maybe not super-duper new, but also something that wouldn’t happen very often. “Just don’t be a dick about it. It will be fun”, you insist as you grab the two different cans of hair colour from his hands. “Or do you have a better idea?” You look directly at him, eagerly. Probably not since it was already Halloween and the party where you both have been invited to just a few hours ahead. He groans in despair as he sits down on a stool beside the dinner table, where you have already prepared all the make-up you’ll need for his and also for your face. You are more than satisfied after you’ve won the discussion, which wasn’t even a discussion, but … yeah, anyway. You are now standing right in front of him while you’re putting some of your powder foundation with a little white in it all over his face, not too harsh, before you move on to his eyes. You go for a much, much more darker colour around the eye area, grey and black. Also, you highlighted them with pink and blue as you have the correct Harley Quinn Make-Up in your mind. To make the look perfect, you also put some flashy red lipstick on his soft lips. After that you go for the hair. You won’t need any wig since his hair is nearly as long as yours. You put them in two crazy looking pony tails before you spray the ends with some washable hair colour. After you’re done, you inspect your piece of art. “Wuaah ..”, you say, mesmerized by his beauty yourself. Beside that you really did a great job, Joenghan does look so good damn beautiful! “You really look …”, but you couldn’t even finish your sentence, because he interrupts you with an evil glance. “Don’t say it.” His voice sounding determined as already knew what you were going to say. “But…”, you try to protest, but again he came in between and steps forward before he leans in, giving you a soft kiss. “Seriously, Y/N, you wouldn’t go out with a girl, would you?”, he asks with a crooked smile. You also grin as you give him another little peck on his lips. “I totally would, if it’s you.”

Disclaimer: This is written by myself and of course, all of this is just fiction. Nothing of this happened. I do not own the characters, just the idea of this drabble or story. Please do not copy! I wouldn’t copy your story either :) As a little sidenote: english is not my first language, so I kinda hope I do well and won’t confuse you. Also, let me know if something sounds weird or wrong! Thank you :) 

Enough for Me (Moon Junhui) 𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪‧₊🪼˚‧ ✧𓍢ִִ໋˚.

Genre: Angst, Comfort

Warnings: Heavy mentions of depression and being suicidal, gaslighting (not from Jun or the reader though), a death of a loved one being mentioned, A LOT of long dialogue and cursing.

Synopsis: No one could handle you and you seemed to be the problem because everyone had always walked out on you. Not in Jun’s case though.

Note: Reworked, I apologize for how this is all loosely based on a true story (not adding too many details as to how) but I swear none of the idols mentioned as mean friends supposedly act like this in person in the story. As always, happy reading and don’t forget to support me by liking + reblogging my works! If you’re ever in a bad place, don’t be afraid to reach out.

WC: 1.5k

“Listen Y/n, I think it’s seriously immature of you to constantly delete your messages after you vent about something. Do you not think we care? You’re almost guilt-tripping us in a way, and it’s not like we constantly have time to respond to you, we have important things to take care of outside of our friendship,” Your friend, Jungkook, grits his teeth.

You stood still, shell-shocked at what had just come out of his mouth. Throughout the times you needed your friends most, they were never there for you, and now that your grandmother died they decide to drop a bomb on you? It hadn’t even been a day since she had passed.

“Jungkook, I don’t want to argue with you so as an explanation, I don’t delete my messages as a form of guilt-tripping. It just hurts my head and clogs my brain to see them in our group chat. Seeing how no replies with it just being there makes me feel even worse like I’m bringing the mood down, so I delete them because I also consider how you guys would feel,” you reply quietly, completely avoiding eye contact with everyone else as you play with your hands nervously.

“Honestly Y/n, we’re not the best at comforting but we can always listen to you. You just make it seem as though we could care less,” Nana says harshly.

Why were they doing this to you? You had a lot going through your mind and things were slowly escalating into an argument, but you were cornered, it was just you against everyone else it seemed.

“Y/n, we care about you ok? I don’t want you talking about killing yourself or that suicidal shit because I care about you. God, stop acting like a depressed piece of shit,” Jungkook continued to press on.

“I always consider how you guys would feel because I get you’re always so busy with class, but do I beg for you guys to listen? No, because I always put you all before me! Just let me be selfish for once. I do not wish for you guys to experience the pain I’m feeling,” You blew up but immediately kept yourself grounded by slouching beside Eunwoo on the couch.

“Guys, can you give Y/n a break? Fucks sake, someone in her family just DIED and there is still school to think about. Do you not realize that losing a close loved one is a lot to take in? Leave Y/n alone and let things work on their own because there can only be so much on someone’s plate,” Eunwoo sighed, clearly agitated at how your friends were acting like complete idiots by arguing with you at the worst possible moment.

“Y/n, you’ve always been the same, you wanna die right now? Fine, and you can have all the space you want, I don’t fucking care. At least come back when you’re mentally stable and respond normally will you?” You remained silent as everyone stared you down. If looks could kill, you’d be shot from every direction.

You were so close to breaking down that you simply ran out of the apartment and didn’t look back once.

You were grateful that at least Eunwoo cared but right now you needed to find solace in someone else who cared about how you felt about all this rather than how they felt. That’s when your feet led you to the apartment below yours, it was Jun’s.

You bring your hand to knock on the door, but it swings open before you can even land your knuckles on the wood to make the sound. Were you that loud?

On the other side stood a worried-looking Jun, the man immediately rushing you inside and leading you to his couch where he held you in a tight embrace.

That was the last thing you needed before you cracked, and suddenly all the tears you held in are streaming down your face.

“What happened? I heard about your grandmother and went to check on you but you were with your friends so I came back, thinking they were comforting you. Yet you’re here crying?” Jun was confused.

He heard your friends through the apartment door talking to you, deciding to come back once they were gone, but you beat him to it after he heard the pattering of feet down the hall.

You wipe your tears and smile off the intense pain you were feeling, disregarding it as nothing when you were really at your full capacity with everything going on.

You had a lot to think about, your family, how you were going to cope with everything. It was all too much, everything happening in less than a day.

“Jun, they were just agitated with me because I acted immaturely. I’ll spare you the details for now, but I deleted my vent messages in our group chat, they got mad and I gave them an explanation but then they go and gaslight me, which is all too much to handle,” You blabbered while Jun listened intently.

“Y/n, why would you let this happen? I remember you mentioning their lack of response towards you and how you never complained once, but then they go and do this. You don’t deserve any of the pain they caused,” he replies in a whisper, before bringing you into another hug that you desperately needed.

“It’s a lot, Jungkook told me to stop acting like a depressed piece of shit, immediately bringing up my past of being suicidal, then Nana acts like she did so much for me when they were never there. At least Eunwoo cared,” you muttered the last part to yourself, but Jun caught it and chuckled.

“Well, of course, he’s Eunwoo. Not a man of many words but always has the right ones when needed, I’m glad he stood up for you,” Jun then got up and handed you a blanket he found on the loveseat in his living room.

He hands you the blanket and you take it with a grateful smile. You’ve been through a lot today, and having someone finally care about you made you feel comfortable to be a bit vulnerable for even just a moment. Jun just felt like home to you.

“Y/n, they were shit friends towards you ok? They’re just mad because they’ve finally realized their mistakes and now that you’re putting yourself first, they think you’re being selfish,” he poked your cheek and you almost laughed through your tears, before Jun continued to speak.

“Listen, you are the most selfless person I know, you care so much about everyone else that you’ve reached a point where you pleased them too much, that now you can’t even do the bare minimum for yourself,” You take in his words and tears stream down your face again.

Had you been too lax? You never even thought of putting yourself first in anything, always opting to make everyone happy because you thought that it was enough for you.

“Everything I do isn’t enough, there’s always a problem with me. Everyone just leaves me Jun, I’m so tired of it all,” you huff out in frustration.

Jun’s brows knit and he pulls you even closer than you thought possible, almost flustering you, but he continues to comfort you.

His heart cracked at the sight of you, you looked so tired, exhausted, and devoid of life. It hurt Jun to see you that way when you’ve been hiding it for the longest time.

“You’ve suffered enough Y/n, let everything work by itself. To me, everything you do is enough, it’s enough for me ok? You were there for me during the times I needed someone, you kept me sane and comforted me even when you weren’t doing well by yourself. Don’t beat yourself up over something that isn’t your fault,” You nod and wipe your tears.

You knew what he meant. Jun had it just as hard as you are having it now, and you made sure he knew he was heard and had a shoulder to cry on.

It wasn’t just him either, you always made way to listen to everyone and tried your best to comfort them in any way you could.

“You know, you always make everyone feel heard, you’re just an amazing person, Y/n. Don’t ever think one bit that you aren’t enough when you would do so much more for everyone, and I’m glad you come to us because we do more than what those other friends of yours could,” Jun stared at the photo of you, along with his other friends on the wall.

Since your friends were never available, you felt happy to reach out to Jun and his other friends, Wonwoo, Soonyoung, Jihoon, and Minghao, when you needed a listening ear.

They all made you feel safe and secure during the times you had to stay strong for your grandmother, and even if they weren’t the best at comforting sometimes, they still tried, way more than anyone could bring themselves to.

“Thank you Jun, I feel much better now, even for a moment. Can we watch a movie or something with the other guys? I wanna get my mind off things for a while,” You ask softly.

Your eyes were still glassed over but your tears already dried. Jun nods at your request and immediately runs to order food and call the others.

Honestly, you couldn’t ask for anything better, because even if life is shitty, you get stronger and the pain is only temporary.

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Burning | blurb~ (l.jh)

“Just because I didn’t say anything doesn’t mean I don’t like you.” Jihoon looks away from you, his ears burning a bright red. You look up at him in surprise, the tears failing to stop from the frustration you had felt from him ignoring you for the past few days.  

“I just,” Jihoon started, his brows furrowing, “I didn’t understand what I was feeling. This has never happened before, and if it has, then it must’ve happened a long time ago that I can’t remember.” When he looks up his heart stutters again, the sight of you making his heart race.

“I don’t want you to cry over my stupidity… I don’t deserve your tears,” Jihoon reaches up and gently wipes away the tears staining your cheeks before carefully tucking your hair behind your ear.

“I like you so much Yn. I like you so much that I think I’m going crazy.” Jihoon’s hand hesitates for a moment before placing it on yours, bringing it up to his heart. “My heart’s going insane right now, I can barely concentrate and every song I try composing always ends up being about you, and just you being around me makes me feel so giddy that I feel like throwing up,” he brings your hand to his cheek, “and worst of all, I can never hide it because I’m always burning red around you.”

“My heart burns for you Yn. I’m sorry I didn’t say it earlier.”

can i ask you a question?

"vernon, baby." you lightly whispered, trying to wake him up but not wanting to jolt him scared.

it's four in the morning, you have stuffed your brain with enough instagram reels to have sufficient understanding that this should not be the reason to wake up your boyfriend yet you just cannot stop wondering what vernon would say. he has his own insightful ways of expressing his . . feelings or well, answers.

you had laid your head on his arm, tossing and turning while he was peacefully sleeping. this made you feel slightly guilty on waking up vernon while he had a morning class within a few hours.

before you paused your action to stop shaking him and simply, ask him once he is awake in the actual morning, he had already been rubbing his eyes. "hey, yes. are you okay?" he said with his raspy voice that let you have a wider smile knowing this man, you were in the arms of, is completely utterly yours.

such realization caused you to forget the reason why you woke him up at the first place as he glanced at you, waiting for you. "hi baby," you pecked his lips once, twice and again not being able to resist his cute swollen face. "i was . . just missing you." you confessed, you did not lie about that.

you had been missing vernon since he had piled up assignments and refused to do it in your dorm as it will be less doing assignment and more doing each other, and he could not afford to retake courses if he does want to graduate this year.

"you woke me up . . to say you miss me?" he mumbled, pressing open-mouth kisses on your neck trailing down your shoulder. you bit your bottom lip to not choke a moan out for his pleasure. "do you want to go again?" he mumbled against your shoulder, his hand already dancing around your naked back, teasing his fingertips causing you to give a nervous chuckle.

you shook your head, not missing a single beat of that. "i love you but no." you laughed, slightly pushing him off from you, to lay on top of his chest where you heard his heart pacing. you closed your eyes hearing his heartbeat, feeling drowsy suddenly.

"don't go back sleeping after waking me up?" he argued, moving you to the side to spoon you from behind.

"well . . it's kind of your fault, your heartbeat feels safe." you mumbled softly, not opening your eyes.

you felt his body shake, you smiled giving yourself brownie points for making him laugh.

vernon have grown a home in you the moment he asked for your tote bag to rescue a cat from the edge of the balcony in your university. there was mixed love, concern and determination in his face that you had completely fallen in love with.

at that moment, he lightly creeped into your heart but you will not lie on how easy you made those threads in your heart to pull for him.

"vernon . ." you whispered, as you are not facing him, you felt the smooth pace of his heartbeat, he might fallen asleep, you wondered. in your surprise, he hummed softly.

he combed his fingers through your hair, moving it away to kiss your neck again. with each pecks, you felt the intensity of your heart pace back up again, clenching your hand. "you need to stop, i swear." you laughed, jokingly hitting him with your shoulder blades.

"well, you need to stop being attractive at the odd hours of the day." he fought back.

there was those witty remarks, and smile in his tone that gave you a warm feeling.

oh, oh to be in love like this.

"it's a hypothetical question, baby." you started, pulling his hand closer to your chest. vernon settled his leg over your body, enveloping your whole body.

"no, oh my god no, not those questions." he expressed, sighing out loud.

"what do you mean not those type of questions, did someone ask you before?" you narrowed your eyebrows, interrogating the man. vernon chuckled, "do you not know how popular these questions are?"

you shook your head. "do you know what i am about to ask you?"

he nodded, "of course i know."

you aggressively turned around, taking full offense on how simple and predictable he thought you were.

"no, you don't." you smiled sarcastically.

he returned the same grin back, raising his eyebrows "oh yes, i do."

"you are about to ask if i will still love you if you were a w-" he confessed only for you to cup his mouth to shut him up.

"wrong." you winked.

he was right, but you will not let him win.

"was i?" he mocked you, his words inaudible with your palm, his eyes danced around your face till it fell on your lips before kissing your palm.

"vernon, what the fuck." you screamed.

before you started fighting back, he pinned you down on the bed, caging you underneath him. there was a glimpse of mischievousness in his eyes and the cocky grin.

"oh god," you giggled, "i said no bestie."

within that, vernon attacked you with kisses pressed against your cheek, neck as it trailed down your naked cleavage.

you only throw fits of giggle along the way on how each breath of his hit your skin.

you are so, so in love with the man in your arms.