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🥹THIS IS SO CUTE!!!!
Sleepy
—too tired, you fell asleep on your best friend
“alright anyone else need anything before we start ?”
minghao, your best friend, had invited you over for a movie night with the rest of his members. it wasn’t often that all thirteen of them, fourteen, plus you got to hang out all together.
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જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
💌 character intros under the cut!
yn: you, gorgeous!! (physical appearance is entirely up to you) law student, jeonghan’s best friend and academic source, mingyu’s study buddy
seungcheol: a whipped boi™️, library assistant on mondays, wednesdays and fridays. minghao’s best friend (minghao might not admit it), half-dead music student, sometimes insane
jeonghan: law student, only passing because of yn (yn is an academic WEAPON 🫶🏻), yn’s coffee source and wingman, overall a menace (mentioned many times)
minghao: accountancy student, barely puts up with seungcheol and his whipped ways. absolutely clueless and couldn’t be bothered. library assistant on mondays, wednesdays, thursdays and fridays, and that’s how he and seungcheol met.
mingyu: the best boy, a blur accountancy student who unknowingly has a hand in almost everything, yn’s study buddy (they are not studying the same course!), seungcheol’s rival (or so seungcheol thinks)
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all’s fair in love and law (c.sc x reader smau)
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌content: humour (kinda), reader and jeonghan bff moments, minghao being a mood, seungcheol is a whipped mess in this lmaoo
💌 character intros:
yn: you, gorgeous!! (physical appearance is entirely up to you) law student, jeonghan’s best friend and academic source, mingyu’s study buddy
seungcheol: a whipped boi™️, library assistant on mondays, wednesdays and fridays. minghao’s best friend (minghao might not admit it), half-dead music student, sometimes insane
jeonghan: law student, only passing because of yn (you are an academic WEAPON 🫶🏻), yn’s coffee source and wingman, overall a menace (mentioned many times)
minghao: accountancy student, barely puts up with seungcheol and his whipped ways. absolutely clueless and couldn’t be bothered. library assistant on mondays, wednesdays, thursdays and fridays, and that’s how he and seungcheol met.
mingyu: the best boy, a blur accountancy student who unknowingly has a hand in almost everything, yn’s study buddy (they are not studying the same course!), seungcheol’s rival (or so seungcheol thinks)
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
01. not the fbi
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writer's note: AAAAND ITS OUT! i’m sooo emotional about this cos it’s my first project on tumblr 🤧 excited for what’s to come!
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
જ⁀➴ chapters:
character intros
01. not the fbi
02. you gremlin!
03. marry right now
04. hygiene biohazard
05. adjournment (x100)
06. now THAT’S a proper plan
07. you had one job! (written and smau)
08. perdendosi (written and smau)
09. objection? (written and smau)
10. love song (final)
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1. all's fair in love and law [completed]
💌 feat: seungcheol x reader smau, fluff, humour
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
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mélomanie
🎻 feat: violinist!jun x violinist!reader, victorian era, enemies to lovers (kind of)
🎻 summary: in an era of music and dance, of dukes and arranged marriages, there is only one man whom you fight tooth and nail to play at the same tempo as -- legendary violinist wen junhui. people fall over themselves to dance to a song he plays, and festivities from all over the land request the pleasure of his attendance.
portraits are painted, praises sung of him, but you've only ever known him as your stiffest competition, in a society where outstanding women are frowned upon, reduced to mere puppets in the shadow of men. yet, amid domineering voices and too-loud presences, you have no option but to understand that he was the melody that played his way into your heart.
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1. this summer [in progress]
🌼 feat: wonwoo x reader, fluff, comfort fic lmao
🌼summary: going back to the countryside where you grew up was at the bottom of your list. unexpectedly, your life changes course, and you eventually find your home in weekly village cleaning, the sound of the waves, and with the local jack-of-all-trades, jeon wonwoo.
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1.wildest dreams
💌feat: idol!xu minghao x non-celebrity!reader (angst, oneshot, taylor swift!inspired)
💌 summary: once a dream relationship with the love of your life, now doomed to fail because of the media, you can only hope that minghao will think of you again -- even if it's in your wildest dreams.
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𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 ..｡*ﾟ+
mr smooth (weightlifting fairy kim bok joo!inspired smau, swimmer!mingyu x weightlifter!reader)
jeonghan x reader thief!au (title unconfirmed)
'tis the damn season (jihoon x reader, christmas special fic)
note: unconfirmed fics are likely to be published only after all current and upcoming fics are done! if there are any plot ideas you may have, let me know, or if there are certain characters you want to see them portray, drop me a note too ;)
seokmin x reader (i'm thinking strangers to lovers lol)
joshua x reader time travel au?
hoshi idol au?
seungcheol x reader (reincarnation/red string theory?)
...more to come *+:｡.｡
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
02. you gremlin!
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writer's note: thank you for reading 🫶🏻
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
03. marry right now
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series taglist 🤍:
@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom
writer's note: yes, yn offered to treat seungcheol to coffee to see him again xx small update for the weekend! thank you for reading 🫶🏻
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
04. hygiene biohazard
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ps. if slides 3 and 4 don't really make sense, look at the timing ;)
series taglist 🤍:
@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex
writer's note: double update?1!1!? tbh this was a lil short but it has the wingman vibes! this is sosososo short so i'm very sorry, will try to update another slightly longer chap by this weekend latest! thank you for reading <33
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
05. adjournment (x100)
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series taglist 🤍:
@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts
writer's note: a small update in time for xmas <3 to any of you who celebrate, happy (soon) christmas!! have a good one ❤️ in my country rn, the covid cases are on the rise again :( so take care of yourselves!! thank you for reading <33
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
06. now THAT’S a proper plan
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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @gh0stbonez
writer's note: one more in time for new years’!! happy new year everyone 🫶🏻🫶🏻thank you for reading!!
added more unconfirmed fics to my ‘backroom’ page!! honestly those story ideas come mostly from taylor swift’s songs — her lyrics are so deep they could all be novels ✨
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
“Mingyu!” You wave to the tall boy standing near your block.
“Y/N!” He yells back, raising his hand in hello.
As you join him, he offers to help you with your computer bag, which you allow to happen reluctantly. He asks about your recent project, whereupon you regale him with the horrors of working on a constitutional and tax law assignment with slacking group members.
“You didn’t have to,” You say suddenly as you both begin walking to the campus cafe.
“What?”
“Pay me back for the tutoring, I mean — I did it for fun and you already knew most of it, you just needed a nudge to memorise it all.”
“It’s fine,” He waves you off. “I did well, so..”
“And if you didn’t do well?”
He shrugs. “No treat for you then. It’s your lucky day.”
You smack him on the chest. “Ow!”
“I know what I’m doing,” you insist, and he rolls his eyes playfully before suddenly yelling, “Last one to the cafe’s paying the next time we eat with Jeonghan!” He sprints off.
Jeonghan’s a bottomless hole. You’re not losing to the 6 foot over man and half your pay the next time Jeonghan thinks it's interesting to challenge who can eat the most pasta in one sitting.
“You’re on!”
“How you doing?” Minghao asks, hands in pockets as he walks down the path with Seungcheol.
“Eh.” Seungcheol murmurs in response.
“Hey,” Minghao says. “Seriously, are you good? You look like you’re surviving off instant food and coffee right now.”
“Just sleepy,” Seungcheol sighs, rubbing his eyes. “The new song assignment is kicking my ass.”
Minghao chuckles. “Sure. You’re not suffering from Y/N withdrawal, are you?”
He swiftly dodges a kick to the shin.
As planned, he checks his phone. “Crap!”
“What?” Seungcheol yawns.
“Can you grab a coffee for me? I’ll be right back, I need to pass some stuff to the library assistant on shift before me.”
“Are you on duty today?”
“Later," Minghao says. "But the fellow says it's urgent."
"Do you want me to go with you? We both work there, anyway." Seungcheol offers.
"No!" Minghao almost shouts, way louder than he intended. "I mean... nah, it's all good. Just help me order, I'll be back in ten minutes."
“Okay,” Seungcheol shrugs, clearly too tired to process his words. “What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”
“Just an Americano.” Minghao does not like Americanos.
“Alright, catch you in a bit. Hurry back.”
“Thanks. See ya.” Minghao walks back the way they came, but only a short distance out of sight, where he’s agreed to meet Mingyu after the accountancy kid drops you off.
“God, I’m so unfit.” You pant, all while Mingyu races ahead of you.
“YN, come on! Hurry!” The boy is currently gesturing towards you.
You launch toward him, shoving him playfully. “Why are your legs so damn long?!”
You’re too busy playfighting each other that you don’t notice that you’ve reached the cafe.
Seungcheol can’t believe his eyes.
You said you were busy with work. Not with play-wrestling the giant that gave him your number in the first place. Not with coming in the direction of the cafe where you had your first ‘date’ together.
It could have been the exhaustion, but he feels tears rising to his eyes, a frown tugging his lips down. You didn’t really want to spend time with him, did you?
He walks towards the cafe door, opens it and steps out, praying that miraculously, you both won’t see him.
“Oh! Seungcheol?” He stops in his tracks at the sound of your voice.
Great.
Mingyu begins raising a hand in greeting, but his smile drops when he sees Seungcheol’s forlorn expression. Slowly, the look of realisation dawns on his face as he processes what the scene looks like.
You, telling Seungcheol you weren’t free for a while, yet seen coming to the cafe with Mingyu. Him, grabbing your hands to wrestle them away as you tried punching his arm. You, head thrown back in laughter. Him, laughing just as loudly. And Seungcheol seeing it all.
It so looked like you and Mingyu were on a date.
He splutters and half-chokes. “Um-!”
“Bye,” Seungcheol mutters, expression one that you can’t quite place as he begins walking away.
“Seungcheol, it’s not what it looks like-” Mingyu begins.
“It’s whatever,” Seungcheol says wearily. “I have to go. See you guys around.”
He leaves, posture slumped, Mingyu speechless while you look on in bewilderment. “What on earth was that?”
“I messed up, that’s what.” Mingyu sighs. “Let’s go find Minghao.”
“…Who’s Minghao?”
“You WHAT?!” Minghao half-shouts.
“I swear-”
“No, no, no! You had one job. You’re not swearing on anything! You screwed it all up!” Minghao groans, rubbing his temples as he leans against the wall. “Great. He’ll feel even worse now.”
“I don’t…wait. Are you two saying you tried to meddle to get us together??” You ask, eyebrows raised.
“Clearly didn’t work.” Mingyu sighs.
“Whose fault is that?!” Minghao shoots at Mingyu, arms folded like an angry parent.
“We would have gotten together on our own,” You complain. “Now he’s misunderstanding this whole thing and he’s upset.”
“Uh, no! You wouldn’t!” Minghao interrupts, pointing at you. “He’s down so bad and so are you and you both are just wallowing-”
“Never mind that, what do I do now?” You sigh in misery. “He’s mad and it’s my fault…”
“No, it was me.” Mingyu sounds apologetic. “I made him misunderstand. Swear, I didn’t mean to.”
“Damn right, you did.” Minghao rolls his eyes. He gestures to you. “Go on and find him. Meanwhile, we'll try not to die when Jeonghan comes."
You tilt your head in confusion. “Jeonghan? What’s this got to..."
At the withering look Minghao gives you, as if to ask, "That's what you're really focusing on now?" You perk right back up. "Oh! Got it!” And then you’re racing off, leaving both boys behind.
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
07. you had one job!
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series taglist 🤍:
@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @k07-1313 @gh0stbonez
writer's note: i’m not a law student so i’m not 100% sure if constitutional and tax law are subjects that are actually taught 😭 i googled as much as i could lmaoo so any law students please let me know!! thank you for reading ✨
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
“Please, please pick up.” You mutter, jabbing at the call icon on Seungcheol’s contact.
It’s interrupted by Jeonghan’s call. “Hey. How’s it going?”
“Bad,” You sigh sadly. “He isn’t picking up and I can’t get into any room in his building without a music student card.”
“Oh…” Jeonghan lets out a breath. “I’m with the other two. I’ll hit them for you, if it helps.”
“No, probably not right now,” You reply, but you hear two consecutive yelps of “Ow!” in the background. You laugh reluctantly. “Right, does Minghao know where he could be? Other than his block.”
There’s a shuffle, and Minghao’s voice comes on the phone. “Hey. Uhh...he’s usually up in his studio or at the library. Or else the garden downstairs of the library. You went there yet?”
“No,” You say. “I panicked and didn’t even think about the library. I went straight to his block. I’ll go there now.”
He hums in agreement and you hang up, running in the direction of the library.
Seungcheol is full-on moping and sulking. He knows he shouldn’t, since you’re not technically together, but he thought this was going so well.
He was absolutely whipped for you, he could easily admit. When you said you were busy, he felt sad that he couldn’t share your stress and meet you to comfort you.
The day after you went out with him for the very first time, he went to the library for his shift and smiled the whole day. Minghao told him he needed help, and he didn’t even get offended.
And now… Seungcheol doesn’t know what to feel. His phone has been buzzing for a while, and he knows it’s probably Minghao asking where the hell he’s gone. Minghao must have been so confused when he came back to the cafe for Seungcheol to just disappear.
He turns his phone over when he gets a call, and he sees your name flashing on his screen. He sighs and leans back against the headboard of his bed.
His hand reaches for his phone… and pauses. The vibration stops after a while, and when he opens up his phone, he sees five missed calls from you, and about twenty texts, from you and Minghao.
His fingers hover over your contact, and he makes his decision. He turns the phone back face down, lying down and wrapping himself in his blanket.
“He’s not here!” You’re half-crying into the phone.
“None of those places?”
“None!”
“Maybe he’s at the dorm.” Minghao says. “I’ll go back there and see. You can’t go in the boys’ dorm anyway.”
“Okay, call me.”
Jeonghan and Mingyu turn up to bring you back to your dorm, and when they see your eyes, red and a little swollen with crying, they’re quick to comfort you.
“Don’t cry.” Jeonghan coos, swiping at your cheeks. "You didn't know. It was an honest mistake.”
Mingyu seems worse off than you, starting to sniffle slightly after he sees your tears. “I’m sorry!” He babbles. “I didn’t mean to make him misunderstand — I feel awful. Wasn't my intention, promise!”
“You two, don’t cry!” Jeonghan laughs, pulling you both into a hug. “It’s okay! Minghao’s gonna find him and we’ll make sure you both talk. Don’t — oh, man, my shirt!” He switches up and starts complaining as Mingyu starts full-on crying into his shoulder.
After they walk you back, you hug them in thanks, and they rock you back and forth to stop your tears.
At least, as funny as it looked, you had two friends who would cry with you, and another new friend who would walk around the whole school just to find the boy you were irrevocably head over heels for.
“This gotta stop.” Minghao says, leaning against the doorframe of Seungcheol’s room.
“What?” Seungcheol sniffles. He’s under his blankets, music playing in the background to distract him. He has his lyric notebook in front of him and he’s trying to write, but he keeps dropping his pen and leaning back, mouth turned down in a semi-permanent frown.
“The running off. I was making calls and running around, you know?” Minghao stretches and winces when his back cracks.
“Mhmm.”
“It was a misunderstanding, Cheol.”
At that, he looks up. “Huh?”
“It was..one of our ideas. Jeonghan and Mingyu and me.”
Seungcheol wipes his tears and sits up straight. “What’re you talking about?”
“We may or may not have wanted to speed you two up. So we may or may not have made a plan to get you both to the cafe. We’re sorry for that. But she isn’t dating Mingyu, idiot.”
Seungcheol can’t believe his ears now. “You what?!”
Minghao shrugs. “No one guessed you’d misunderstand and disappear on us. Y/N’s been panicking for hours. Cried once on the phone.”
“She cried?” Seungcheol looks panicky. Then his eyes narrow. “So you three were meddling-”
“Oh my god you two are exactly the same,” Minghao groans. “We’re sorry! But you two were crushing on each other so bad and none of you were doing anything about confessing!”
“We would have gotten together on our own!” Seungcheol cries out. “Don’t people usually go out a few times before getting together for real?”
“Match made in heaven, really,” Minghao shakes his head. “You were so excited for the study date— just studying! And Jeonghan told me Y/N wouldn’t shut up about it either. And I know you, you would never confess on your own."
Seungcheol flops back down on his bed. “She hates me now. I ran off before I let her explain.”
“It’s alright, she doesn't hate you. She feels more sorry than anything.”
“What?! What do you mean? No, no, no! I should be sorry!” Seungcheol cries out in a panic again, shoving his head in his hands and melting down.
Minghao leaves his room in a frustrated huff.
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
08. perdendosi
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@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @k07-1313 @gh0stbonez
writer's note: a/n: in music theory, perdendosi is an expression used to describe 'getting gradually quieter and dying away'. thought it was a good metaphor to use and a good chance to refresh my crusty music knowledge lmao thank you for reading ✨
"Hello?"
“Hey...I’m downstairs.”
“Okay, wait for me. I’ll be right down.”
“Hey,” Seungcheol says, hair blowing in the gentle breeze.
“Hey you.” You reply quietly, walking over to take a seat on the bench next to him.
He sees your mildly red eyes and frowns, upset. “I’m sorry.”
Your head jerks up at that. “What?” You ask incredulously. “Why are you apologising? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“For running off like that.” He sighs. “I must have made you upset.”
“I get it, Cheol.” You place a hand on his. “I get why you misunderstood and I’m sorry for that too-”
“No, no! Don’t be sorry! You didn’t know. And I figured I was overreacting because you didn’t feel the-” He stops himself, embarrassed.
“What did you say?” You ask, eyes wide.
“N-nothing!”
“No, tell me. What were you going to say?” You insist.
“I..I mean I like you a lot and I was jealous so that’s why I overreacted! And I know you maybe don’t feel the same so you got confused about why I was so angry and I swear I didn’t want to tell you this way-” He puts his head in his hands.
“Seungcheol-”
“And you can ignore me for the rest of my life! I won’t be mad and I’m literally so sorry you have to hear this-”
“Seungcheol!” You take his shoulders to make him look at you.
“H-huh?”
“Seungcheol… who told you that… I don’t feel the same?” You ask, trying not to smile at his utterly bewildered expression.
“What?”
“I’m not sure if anyone’s told you, and by that I mean Han or Gyu,” you continue, slightly smiling now. “I don’t go out with people I’m not interested in.”
“You-”
“I can literally show you my texts with Han,” you say, shrugging. “I called you the cute library boy at the start, and I freaked out after we had breakfast the other day.”
"But-"
"And the bouquet you got me," You carry on, "The flowers are still alive and just as pretty. I ordered a vase for them, and it came late so I was so worried they were gonna wilt before I got it. I arranged it really nicely, you know."
He blushes at the mention of the flowers, and you laugh at how red his ears have gone. “…Same. The freaking out, I mean,” he admits shyly. “Minghao blocked me after that and didn’t talk to me because I wouldn’t shut up.”
“You’re cute!” You let out a giggle, and reach out to pinch his beetroot-coloured cheeks.
“Stop it,” He pouts. “I still got the wrong idea and it was silly of me not to just ask.”
“Don’t be silly.” You wave his apology off. “I made you misunderstand. So we're even. We were just both being idiots.”
“I’m your idiot.” He suddenly says, and as if it was even possible, you swear he blushes even more. But before he can retract what he said, you nod confidently, reaching out to hug him. He immediately pulls you in, rocking you back and forth and smoothing out your hair.
“Yep,” you say, arms wrapping around his middle. “You’re my idiot. I’m your idiot, too. If we’re both going to be idiots, we may as well be together.”
“So let’s get together,” he says as he suddenly pulls away, eyes wide, in a sudden burst of confidence. A couple days from now, he will scream into his pillow in embarrassment upon recollection. But for now, his smile is so wide it’s hurting his cheeks.
He leans forward, his grin now turning a bit cheeky.
“I hope you have no objections?”
The smile and accompanying nod you give in return is so bright, it beats any sun and moon and gold and promise he’s ever seen.
The sound of your laughter carries on as you launch yourself into his awaiting arms. His eyes squeeze shut as he entwines himself around you, soaking in the bliss and the joy that is you both, together.
Seungcheol's sitting down at his desk. He just made sure you got into the building safely before he trekked back to his own.
The inspiration for his song hits him as soon as remembers the look on your face. The lyrics he pens down in his notebook flow through him like water, so easily and so smoothly it's like he always knew it in the back of his head and in his heart.
But he didn't, actually, not until now. But he knows he'll never forget.
The flowers look a little more vibrant to you. Alive, breathing, just being, even as they sit in your vase that came late. You never knew flowers could look this beautiful.
Maybe the magic had a little to do with the sender.
You snap a photo of the flowers again for memory's sake, their shadows dancing against the wall in your darkened room. When you look at the photo, they're beautiful, but they're not the same as the ones you're seeing. You laugh out in relief and joy, and lay back on your bed, eyes already closing from the excitement of tonight.
It's okay if you didn't see it in the photo. You didn't need a photo to remember it, anyway. You'd never forget.
bonus: after they get home!
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
09. objection?
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writer's note: one chap before the last :( we're coming to the end of my first ever series! sad to let this go but also excited for what's to come in the future 🥲thank you for reading ✨
જ⁀➴ all's fair in love and law
💌 summary: falling for the cute library assistant while struggling through a law degree may not have been in your plans or his — but it was the best thing to happen.
oh, how did something as simple as losing your notes turn into this?
💌 pairing: seungcheol x reader
💌 genre(s): university au, fluff + humour!
10. love song
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series taglist 🤍:
@myjaeyunn @sun-daddy-yoriichi @rakshithanotrao @leewonkyeom @luchiet @keylex @buffhoshi @malikazz243 @kokoiinuts @jj-ever-lovely-jewel @90s-belladonna @gh0stbonez @k07-1313 (extra thank you for the support!)
writer's note: aaandd... curtains close 🎙️🧑⚖️ this is the last chapter and omg i'm NOT READY to let this fic go 😭 been so much fun with this fic and i hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it <3 to anyone who's read/liked/reblogged/commented, thank you so much!! i really appreciate it 🫡🥰
thank you so much for reading 🤍
𓇢𓆸 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬
"someday when you leave me / i bet these memories follow you around"
💌 summary: once a dream relationship with the love of your life, now doomed to fail because of the media, you can only hope that minghao will think of you again -- even if it's in your wildest dreams.
💌 pairing: idol!minghao x non-celebrity!reader (angst, i almost cried planning this oneshot)
💌 genre(s): angst 😭
💌 word count: 3.25k words
even if you're not meant to be, you don't always have to end things on a bad note. inspired by taylor swift's 'wildest dreams', bolded and italicised words signify the lyrics.
"He said let's get out of this town, drive out of the city, away from the crowds..."
You sing the lyrics softly, looking out of the car window.
"Ironic," Your boyfriend chuckles from next to you, eyes trained ahead as he drives on the never-ending road, winding into evermore. "Exactly what we're doing now."
You let out a laugh, leaning your head on the window as he raises your interlinked hands to press a kiss on the back of your hand. "That we are, dear."
The sunset winds into the distance and shines, just the way you like it, and you pull out your camera, letting go of Minghao's hand to snap photos, much to his dismay.
"Hey," He nudges you after you're done admiring the way the oranges and yellows twist and intertwine in all the right places, and holds his hand out again. "Hold."
You pat his cheek affectionately and take his hand.
Thirty minutes later, the same man offers you his arm to hoist you up onto the roof of the van, where he insisted was the most beautiful place on earth.
You lay your head on his shoulder and sigh in content.
The sunset could shine all it wanted, and be the largest and prettiest thing in the sky, but nothing would beat the man who was currently nestled into your side, arms snug around you and smiling with the awe and love of a lifetime.
The photo you take of you two is now framed in your shared house, and your phone next to the photo frame buzzes and lights up.
"Happy two years dear, I love you to the moon and back. Sorry I had to go back to the city, but I promise I'll make it up to you."
"Nothing lasts forever... but this is gonna take me down..."
"What did you say?"
"I'm sorry."
"No, no, Hao, don't be sorry," you cajole. "We'll be okay. What did the company say?"
"They'll be releasing a statement." Minghao sounds half-frustrated, half sad as he paces around, you can hear his footsteps scuffing the floor. "They're trying to do damage control, but the media is already eating it up. People are spreading the photos and I just-- I'm sorry you have to go through this. I know we wanted to keep us private."
"It was going to come out at some point," You sigh. "We both knew that."
"But it shouldn't have happened this way." Minghao counters.
"I know," You murmur, "But don't think too much and worry. We'll be fine. I love you, and I'll see you tonight, okay?"
With the promise of seeing him and spending the night together, you hang up.
Two years is a lot, you tell yourself. He'll stick by you and you'll have the ending you always dreamed of with him.
But along with the consolation came a sense of dread. Were you convincing him or yourself?
"I can see the end, as it begins, my one..condition..is…"
"Minghao?" Your voice is meek, so scared, soft and vulnerable.
Minghao hates the way the happiness in your voice has disappeared.
"Darling?"
"Th-there's reporters shouting outside," You say, clutching the phone tight as if you could gain comfort from it. "Lots of them with cameras. They... I think you might have been followed home last night. They probably waited for you to leave."
"Shit," he curses. "Wait for me, I'll be right there."
"No!" Your voice cuts through. "You can't. Y-you'll be ambushed. I know how scary the paparazzi can get. I just--"
"Baby," He says, tears welling up in his eyes, because you’re right. He would be torn to shreds. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, a million times over. You don't deserve any of this, I-"
"No more of that," You whisper, and he goes quiet. "I love you. All I need is you. If this is what we must go through for me to be with you... so be it."
"I love you," he chokes out through a haze of tears and anguish. "I love you so, so, much, you have no idea."
"I love you too, Hao," You reply, and say that you'll hide out for a while so they'll leave before hanging up.
Minghao slumps down and cries like he's never cried before.
"I said, "No one has to know what we do", his hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room...And his voice is a familiar sound..."
"Baby!" He races to you, sitting in the living room, still slightly shaken. He engulfs you in a hug. "I'm so sorry, I'll be sorry for the rest of my life..."
"It wasn't your fault," You reply softly, pulling back to cup his face, drawn and blotchy with tears. "Love you lots."
He wipes at your eyes, slightly swollen with your tears, ears still ringing with the shouts and camera clicks, eyes still seeing stars with the flashes as you stepped out to threaten calling the police.
"I love you," He weeps, clutching at the material of your clothes. "Why can't I just love you without other people getting involved?"
And you don't have an answer to that, so you just pull him in and press your mouth to his. It's salty with his tears, and he's shaking, but he hugs you tight, grip firm and unwavering.
He whispers promises into your skin, swears to every higher being that he'll keep you safe, promises that he'll love you for the rest of his life, and no one could keep him away from you, you both were too strong together for that. He tells you things will get better, they have to.
You believe him as you come undone, the tears staining the sheets beneath you.
"And when we've had our very last kiss...my last request...is.."
From that day on, everything changes, as much as you both vow to prevent it from happening.
Kisses are still shared, and movies are watched. His arms wind around you as you go to sleep, but those events are few and far between as he shuttles between you and the city, fulfilling his career.
When he comes home, he's either too tired to do anything, and you're not exactly inclined to ruin the one moment of peace he finally has for him.
What used to be a sanctuary of love and laughter and life, is now just an empty shell. Two people cohabiting in a desperate attempt to keep the flame kindled, huddling together for warmth.
You can feel it, and you know he can, too.
Things haven't gotten easier like he claimed. Your love hasn't dwindled one bit, but the media has only gotten more ferocious, even now hounding your workplace and regular haunts. You're practically confined within the walls of your home, either alone or with Minghao.
No more sunset dates. No more shared giggles under a blanket fort, no more pillow fights as he tackles you. No more late-afternoon cuddles as thin sunlight slants into the room. No more midnight instant noodle sessions. No more of anything. Silence overtakes, and the days drag by.
You know it's bubbling, the frustration, the anger at the media and at the world for being absolute busybodies, at Minghao (you don't know why), and at yourself.
And it's only a matter of time before it boils over.
You explode in the worst way possible.
It starts when Minghao comes home, looking even more tired than usual. You don’t even look up to greet him anymore as he trudges into the room, simply humming in acknowledgement. The spark in your eyes long gone, your smile feigned.
Perhaps those were the tell-tale signs of a relationship long gone. The spark wasn’t there. None of the previous joy you felt when he came home was there.
Were you falling out of love with him? ..No, that couldn’t be it. You knew you loved him for years, ever since you set eyes on him at an art museum, and you would always love him. Now, you just felt nothing but sadness when you saw him. If it wasn’t love, you would have only felt indifference.
None of you spoke about the reporters. It was like they didn't exist, only you knew it was the opposite, with them clamouring outside, with no reprieve. It was to the point where you had to lock every door and window for fear they would break in. Yet, both of you avoided the topic like a taboo, while it loomed over your bond like a dark cloud.
You came to the conclusion that it wasn’t that you wanted this relationship to end, it was more like… you just knew it would.
What you had with Minghao would not end well. It would only end.
“Hey,” He speaks for the first time since coming home. “How was your day?”
“Nothing much,” You reply, and the kitchen goes silent.
He knew your day was nothing much. He knew why it was nothing much too. You couldn’t even go out without being mobbed by shouting reporters and blinding cameras. How well could your day have went?
“Dinner?” You ask, and he shrugs. “Sure.”
It was sad, really, you note, how quickly a conversation could end. So pitiful that a couple of over two years, who always never had enough to say to each other, had nothing to say now.
You finish dinner in silence, only the clinking of cutlery to fill in the vacancy of your voices.
After dinner he walks to the living room and you to your phone. You open up the three messages that have appeared to view them, but let out a shriek and throw your phone on the couch next to Minghao.
He raises his eyebrows at you in confusion and picks your phone up when you look back at him, eyes wide in panic.
His eyes widen the same way when he sees the graphic content of the message, the threat of the malicious sender reverberating through his mind.
“This— you…” He trails off.
“Is-is that a knife?!” You yelp. “This person just sent me a photo of a knife and threatened to kill me!”
“Baby, wait—” Minghao gets up and reaches for you, but you shrink back. “D-don’t.”
His jaw tightens as he registers the fact that you’re afraid of him. That a devil hiding behind a screen was enough to scare you away from him, the person who loved you to the ends of the earth.
“Okay.” He steps back. “Please…don’t be scared of me. I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Not you,” was your only whisper.
He furrows his eyebrows. “What?”
“Not you,” You speak up, slightly louder than before. “Just… the fact that the rumour is out, the media at our door… we no longer have anything to say to each other… it hurts me beyond what you know.”
“I’m trying, love,” Minghao says, quietly.
“I know you are,” You reply. “Like I said, it’s not your fault.”
“But you’re hurt,” Minghao protests. “I’m hurt too, you know? I can’t even bring you out, let you live a normal life and be with you as I want. It’s not fair to me, either.”
“Nothing was fair from the moment the articles broke,” You reply softly, tears coming to your eyes. “That what we have is seen like…a mistake. A sin. That you, just loving someone, is the greatest wrongdoing. That reporters found the need to stay at our door just for pictures of us. That someone found the need to threaten to kill me.”
“That’s not fair,” Minghao protests again, tears welling up too. “You’re not the only one suffering here. I am too! My career, my relationship, all of that shoved into the limelight. Do you know what that feels like?”
“I don’t,” You answer. “I know I will never fully understand your situation. All I’m asking is…can’t we just—”
“Pretend nothing happened? Go on with this?” Minghao’s voice cracks. “You don’t want that. You do not. We can’t.”
“Why not?” You ask.
“Because nothing will ever be the same! Nothing we do can let us go back to before. You are hurt and stuck here, I am done for, we are now shackled here—”
“Shackled?” You ask quietly. “Is this what it is?”
“No, I—”
“I think I’ve known for a while,” You say. “That it’s not ‘if’ we will end, it’s when we will.”
“W-What?”
“There isn’t anything there anymore, Hao,” You throw your hands up. “Hell, we don’t even have anything to say to each other!”
“What can I say?! That my career is half ruined, my relationship dying away, my fans threatening to end us both?!”
You turn away, wiping the tears off your cheeks. “You should go, Minghao. I...I don’t want to keep you here if you don’t want to be. I'm so sorry...”
"Why won't you fight for us?" His voice is a deathly whisper.
"What?"
"Why... I know it's hard but... why-why are you giving up?"
"Giving up...?"
"You gave up on us." He breaks into a sob. "We don't talk because every time I look at you, I can't help but keep thinking about how much better your life could have been. You could go on sunset drives whenever you want. You could have spent night after night in blanket forts without a care in the damn world, without worrying that one day someone's going to break the door down and do something to you. You-"
"Thinking like that was always meaningless without you, Hao," You let out a humourless laugh. "All I wanted to do those things with was you."
"We can still do it all," He says, striding towards you. "I told you. I won't leave you."
"But you have to." You murmur back. "I've seen the reports. You're one of the highest-rising stars now. You're worlds away from where I am. And just being me, being bombarded with attention like this, attention I don't want, day in and day out, it... it suffocates me."
"So that's it?" He asks dejectedly. "You don't want me anymore?"
"I do want you, it's all I want," You try to gesture, try to tell him what you mean, but he shakes his head.
"You used to say that with so much life. Now... it's like a stranger telling me that." You look at him, eyes pleading, tears spilling over.
He takes a step back, eyes scanning you like it's the last time he'll see you. "I'm so, so sorry I put you through this. I-I'll go. I'll go now."
He comes forward and cups your face. He leans in, and kisses your forehead. The delicate action and gentleness of it all, combined with the salty tang of his tears, makes you tear up again.
“Say you remember me, standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe…”
You register the front door closing behind him. He’s gone, and God knows if he’ll ever return.
That night, you turn off the lights, make sure the windows are closed, but you leave the wooden door unlocked. You never locked it when he hadn’t come back.
You tuck yourself in, the way you like it, the way Minghao does it, and fall into a fitful sleep, the last words you uttered to each other ringing in your head.
When you wake up the next morning, Minghao hasn’t come back.
Something just tells you he won’t return this time.
“Red lips and rosy cheeks, say you’ll see me again…” The tinny sound from the aged record player plays, prompting you to hum along to the tune.
“XU MINGHAO, singer, makes record-breaking return to the stage, set to perform...”
“Three years on — where is XU MINGHAO’s mysterious ex-partner now?”
“Woman spotted outside his apartment — liar or lover?”
You close the papers.
You smile. He’s on top of the world, just like he dreamed.
And you… you were just here. Alone, but moderately content, and at peace.
The media had left you alone from the third week that Minghao didn’t return. They probably deemed you less newsworthy, you muse, as you pour yourself another cup of coffee.
You sip coffee as you sift through your mail. You pick up an envelope, and smile at your friend’s invitation to an awards ceremony. Knowing that you were a fan of one of the performing ballad singers, she, as part of the management team, had taken it upon herself to secure you a ticket.
You get up and stretch. It was time to go to the city.
"And now, winning the most prestigious award of the night, the Artist of the Year..." The announcer smiles, stage makeup bold and sparkling against the lights. She steals a look at the card in her hand, takes a deep breath.
"Xu Minghao!"
Your hand flies to your mouth as the big screen shows his face, smiling as he waves, bows, and walks to the stage. You don't look out of place, as just about every fangirl is doing the same. Tears come to your eyes and you blink them away.
He's just as dashing as ever. Decked in a smart suit and jacket to match, with small, sleek hoops in his ears, and lips curved in a charming smile, he accepts the award and addresses the crowd.
"I...I'm beyond honoured to stand here today," His eyes dart about, trying to capture every pair of eyes from his vision. "You know I owe just about everything to my fans, new and old, my family, and my friends who've been with me through everything."
He visibly swallows. "And there's one more person, one really, really special person I want to thank."
He stretches out his hand and smiles as if beckoning to someone, and a beautiful lady hesitantly steps up, dressed in a gorgeous champagne-coloured gown, soft curls in her hair, a bounce in her step.
"She saw me through the darkest period of my life," He says, clutching onto the lady's hand like a lifeline. "From strangers to friends, from friends to lovers, I want her to know she's my day one."
The cameras and fans go wild, everyone clamouring to get a better glimpse as the woman smiles at him, full of adoration like he once used to look at you, and they share an embrace on the stage, the host cutting in to sing praises of the newly hard-launched couple.
Meanwhile, you sit, rooted to your place, as you watch them. But it isn't overwhelming sadness that engulfs you. It isn't any form of bitterness or resentment. The sweet tang of pride, that he can now freely love, and gratitude, that his new love was doing what you failed to, rests on your tongue.
You rise to your feet. As you're in a row closer to the front, it isn't hard to get out. As you walk towards the exit, you glance back one last time, only to have shock rain down on you as he locks eyes with you from the stage.
The shock dies away swiftly, only to be replaced by soft joy. You smile slightly and nod at him once, with nothing but sincerity in your eyes, and watch the relief sag on his shoulders as he smiles and nods back. Even with no words shared, he knows you've both found your ending.
"Even if it's just in your wildest dreams, ah, huh..."
writer's note: first ever oneshot and this was...sad? but also i wrote this in one day and almost decided not to publish it because it was so rough lol
but please enjoy! any feedback and interactions are welcome :> thank you for reading!!
𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ (𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫)
🌼summary: going back to the countryside where you grew up was at the bottom of your list. unexpectedly, your life changes course, and you eventually find your home in weekly village cleaning, the sound of the waves, and with the local jack-of-all-trades, jeon wonwoo.
🌼pairing: wonwoo x reader
🌼 genre(s): fluff, mild angst, yn can be mean sometimes at the start (this is inspired by the kdrama hometown cha-cha-cha, so some parts of the plot and characters are similar), wonwoo is an overall sweetheart
🌼est. feb 2024!
🌼character intros to be posted on sunday, 28 january 2024!
🌼 do note that while i am using some iconic parts of the drama, some details are changed to fit my storyline! there will be certain similarities but also slight changes, but the overarching idea is the same :>
"You're prickly and bad-tempered, and-"
"Don't finish that."
"Our encounter was never bad to me. I saw sadness behind your shell, and I wondered about it. My attention was always drawn to you, but I never thought I'd fall like this."
"I remembered you because I hated you at first. I admit that. But in the time I've gotten to know you, somehow, my every recollection of you is only filled with joy. You are the best part of this summer."
writer's note: I AM SO EXCITED YOU HAVE NO IDEA 😭 CHARACTER INTROS ARE OUT SOOOONNN!!!