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written by: 🥺

[14:04] your last class of the day was just about to start when yang jeongin, your seat mate, leaned over and tapped you on the shoulder, asking if he could copy your homework. again.

sighing, you retrieved your homework out of your bag and placed it in front of him. "don't make it look too obvious."

"i never do. you know that i'm a master of disguise, y/n."

"yeah, sure," you retaliated. "changing the order of a couple of words in a sentence doesn't make it less obvious that you copied."

he squinted and stuck his tongue out at you.

"i better get a reward for this," you grumbled.

at the end of the class, you were just walking out of the door when someone grabbed your bag, holding you back. you turned to face jeongin. he stared at you blankly, to which you gave a expectant nod.

"yes?"

"why are you leaving?"

you paused. what was wrong with this kid? "because it's the end of the day and i want to go home," you replied, matter-of-factly. "why? do you sleep on the desks overnight?"

"no! and i know, i just thought you might want your reward." a moment of silence as you blinked in confusion. "you know, for helping me."

"oh, okay. go ahead."

you held out your hands to him, expecting sweet treats, or money, or something of the likes to be placed generously in your palms.

you received nothing of the sort.

instead, a warm hand grasped your own, and before you could react, jeongin began pulling you through of the school.

"hey, what are you doing?"

he didn't answer, only dragged you through the corridors and out of the front gates. he only stopped when you planted your feet into the ground, stopping him from walking. defiantly, you untangled your hands. "jeongin, what the hell is going on?"

"i want to give you your reward."

"and my reward is being kidnapped?"

"no," he chuckled, eyes smiling with him and making your heart beat a lot faster than it should've. "i'm gonna take you out to get boba. there's a new shop near the park so we can go there."

you felt all of the breath leave your lungs at his words. you had expected a bar of chocolate at most for your help, not something like this.

"like...a date," you asked, except it sounded like more of a statement. you regretted the words as soon as they left your mouth, but jeongin nodded—much to your surprise.

"like a date," he confirmed. smiling, he held his hand out to you. "you coming?"

seo changbin - fluffy scenario —

genre: pure, tooth-rotting fluff

warnings: none at all

relationships: changbin / male reader

author’s note: this was a request for @mrsunshine999. i strayed away from the original request a lil bit bc i wasn’t feeling too confident in my ability to actually write it, but i hope u like it bc i tried my best to stick to it (･_･;)

it was an icy november afternoon when changbin returned home from the studio, wrapped in a thick black scarf and winter coat. changbin had spent most of the day cooped up in the studio, writing and rewriting lyrics to various songs with chan - and was excited to come home to his boyfriend, y/n.

“hey, bin, can you help me make dinner?” y/n called out from the kitchen, the sound of clattering pots and pans ringing through the apartment.

“sure, babe. what are we making?”

“fettuccine alfredo, you up for it?”

changbin’s eyes widened in excitement. “you’re god damn right i’m up for it.”

admittedly, he was very tired and hoping to have a quiet evening with his lover, but y/n’s enthusiasm was so contagious he really couldn’t say no.

“i’ll handle the pasta since i’m making it from scratch, you’re in charge of the sauce which should be easy enough for a beginner like yourself.” y/n explained, turning to face changbin who was smiling at him absentmindedly.

“uh, y/n, i’m a sauce master. i ain’t a noob.”

“suuure, babe.” y/n scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“i am, i am! i swear, this will be the best alfredo sauce you’ve ever had.”

“you’ve never even made it before.”

“then you can teach me.” changbin smirked, pressing a brief, cocky kiss to his boyfriend’s lips.

the couple soon got to work, whirring around the kitchen like mice, grabbing whatever they needed to make their dinner. y/n was busy at work, beating eggs into the small mound of flour, whereas changbin was sorta just looking around, his brain foggy with exhaustion.

“baaaabe?”

“yes changbin?”

“where’s the parmesan?”

“in the fridge, love. where it always is.”

changbin pulled the large block of cheese from the fridge and chopped off a small slice, popping it in his mouth. and then another. and another. and another. and he kept going until his cheeks were chubby like a baby squirrel. changbin is baby but whatever

“mmmm,” changbin hummed, his mouth full of parmesan. “cheeth.”

“can i have some?”

“of course,” he said, grating a generous flake of cheese and placing it in his lovers mouth, allowing his thumb to brush over y/n’s lips in a quiet moment of admiration.

y/n groaned in happiness. “i love this cheese so much, oh my gOD-“

changbin smiled, pouring the rest of the grated cheese into the hot pan.

“oh yeah? more than you love me?”

“of course not, although it’s very close.”

changbin fake groaned, pulling y/n into his arms. “i can’t believe my competition is a block of cheese.”

y/n pulled changbin even closer, resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder, their hands clasped together. it was as though their hands were meant to hold each other, like a lock and key - perfectly suited for one another.

“crap!” y/n called out, pulling away from their warm hug.

“what?”

“i forgot to buy broccoli. would you mind keeping an eye on the stove? i’m gonna head to the supermarket and see if they have any.”

“yeah, i can do that. be quick.”

“of course.” y/n pecked changbin’s cheek and jogged out of the house, approaching the mini-mart across the street in hopes of finding some produce.

little did he know the chaos that had occurred in the short period of time y/n was gone.

when y/n returned, small packet of broccoli in hand, changbin was frantically trying to clean up the mess he had created.

“babe... don’t enter the kitchen.” changbin called out from around the corner. “there was a very, very small accident.”

“really? i was gone for like, twenty minutes. are you okay?”

“i’m fine, but the sauce... i couldn’t save it... it’s gone...” he announced forlornly.

when y/n entered his eyes were met with the sight of creamy alfredo sauce splashed across the stove and kitchen walls, coating everything it touched in a cheesy film. it looked like a ghost got brutally murdered.

“changbin... what did you do?”

“it started bubbling really really hard and i panicked, so i took it off the stove and then it bubbled at me and i, uh, kinda got carried away and dropped it.”

unable to keep a straight face, y/n burst out into laughter.

“you aren’t mad?”

“of course i’m not mad, it was an accident. these things happen. though, i wish you were as good at cooking as you are everything else.” y/n grinned, taking changbin’s hand in his.

“what are we gonna have for dinner now? the pasta is soggy and the sauce is gone.”

“well, for starters, we’ll have to clean this up. but we can just order takeout.”

“what are you in the mood for?”

“i dunno, just not italian.”

skz when they’re jealous hc—

genre: kinda fluffy, slightly angsty. idk man just read it.

warnings: none that i can see. if ur sensitive to the discussion of arguments maybe don’t read it?? idk, if anyone sees something and they think i need to add a warning for it just let me know and i’ll absolutely change it.

relationships: bang chan / reader, minho / reader, changbin / reader, hyunjin / reader, jisung / reader, felix / reader, seungmin / reader, jeongin / reader

bang chan ♡

• i feel like chan’s jealousy would manifest in clinginess

• he doesn’t seem like the type to stomp around and yell at you or anything

• but he’d definitely be overly-affectionate

• pulling you into his lap for cuddles and kisses in front of other people, as a way to say ‘they’re mine, back off”

• he tries not to let it get to him

• but it usually does

• so after a few hours of over-thinking he’d pull you aside and give u his big puppy-dog eyes and ask you

• “y/n, do you still love me?”

minho ♡

• minho would NOT make his jealousy a secret

• he’s a very open guy, so he’d straight up tell you “i don’t like how that guy’s looking at you”

• or he’d just give the person eying you up the DIRTIEST look ever

• minho: 😑😑😑

• like,, i’d cry if minho ever looked at me with such disgust and vitriol,,,

• but it all stems from his insecurities.

• at the end of the day, he doesn’t want to lose you and will go to great lengths to make sure he doesn’t.

changbin ♡

• similar to minho in that it seriously pisses him off

• but changbin retreats into himself

• he stays quiet and just watches it happen, trying to catch any sign that ur secretly into the other guy

• but it never happens

• he’ll never admit it unless u confront him about it

• because admitting that he’s jealous of some random guy that’s flirting with you is embarrassing for him

• changbin knows you’re completely head over heels in love with him, that much about ur relationship is obvious

• but the sight,,,

• of another man trying to woo you,,

• it makes his skin c r a w l

hyunjin ♡

• not bothered by it AT ALL

• (we stan a confident king)

• at least, he doesn’t show it

• if you’re at a party and you’re getting a bit too friendly with an old acquaintance of yours he’ll always reel you in a bit, though he never oversteps.

• he has a talent of preventing arguments before they happen

• he knows how much you love him and how cheating isn’t really your style.

• so it’s not like he has anything to worry about, your heart belongs to him and vice versa.

jisung ♡

• he’s SO cocky

• not even kidding

• you’ll be at a bar and some creep will be leering at you so much that you text jisung to come take u home

• “ewewewew jisung pls save me this weirdo at the bar is trying to get my number 🤢🤢🤢”

• “don’t worry babe, im omw 😙💕”

• when he gets there, it’s like a scene out of a movie

• jisung pulls up lookin like a SNACK

• he rocks up beside you, presses a chaste kiss to ur temple and introduces himself to the creep whose badgering u

• “i see you’ve met y/n. i’m y/n’s boyfriend, jisung.”

felix ♡

• he g l a r e s from afar

• it’s quite intimidating tbh

• you wouldn’t think so bc felix is just so 💕babie💕

• but it is seriously scary

• fortunately, he’s always open to talking things through and it rarely ever ends in an argument

• but when it does, it doesn’t last long

• lix doesn’t hold grudges easily

• especially against you 🥰🥰

seungmin ♡

• gets really, really passive-aggressive

• like,,,

• “why don’t you go hang out with your new boyfriend since i’m so boring,”

• kind of passive-aggressive

• he doesn’t mean for it to sound like that

• seungmin’s just not that great at expressing negative emotions,, it feels w r o n g,,,

• he’s not mad at you or anyone else

• minnie just needs to work on communicating with you

• and he gets better at it every day

jeongin ♡

• he hates to admit it

• but

• he cries

• jeongin gets all in his head about everything that might be wrong with your relationship and amplifies it by 100

• a few hours of anxiety and worrying will pass

• and then he’ll excuse himself to go get some fresh air

• when really he’s going to cry in private

• he’s not sobbing or wailing, just anxious tears running down his face

• it’s happened enough that you can recognise the signs

• sooner or later you join him outside, holding onto him and gently reminding him all the reasons why you love him

• (brb just sobbing over jeongin)

chan if you're reading this on your tumblr account, hit me up

felix: what are you doing?

chan looking up from his laptop: making a new song

felix: okay, i won't bother you

chan: *continues writing enemies to lovers trope 700k words on ao3*

hi guys!! one half of two-racha here. my name is eva, i’m one of the admins of the account. as hattie’s already mentioned, she and i share the account because we’re both really passionate about writing and love to write together. here is myyyyyy intro:

eva—

emoji: 🐝 (so u know who’s posting)

pronouns: she/her

age: 17

things that make me happy: reading, stray kids, tea + scones, being the sexiest person in the world, marvel movies, writing, nature, boobies (women 🏳️‍🌈) and feminism.

bad idea—

written by: 🥺

genre: fluff

pairings: yoo jeongyeon x reader

warnings: mild swearing

summary: admittedly, it wasn't the best idea to go camping during one of the coldest months of the year, but with the warmth of your girlfriend jeongyeon, a mistake can be easily corrected.

thanks to @peachyeva​ for requesting this!!

“this was such a bad idea,” you whisper to yourself, except the words barely leave your numb lips, so it sounds more like a set of incomprehensible syllables. 

you’re too cold to care anyway. despite the plethora of blankets wrapped around you and multiple layers of clothing - including jeongyeon’s thick purple hoodie which she so kindly gave up to you - your teeth still chatter uncontrollably. goosebumps rise on your frigid skin, and you can barely feel your fingers as you clutch a steaming mug of tea to your chest.

the tent zips open and jeongyeon’s face pokes in, cheeks and nose flushed red. she shuts the tent behind you as a final line of defence against the unrelenting autumn wind then plops down on the end of the blow-up mattress.

you spot the bowl of marshmallows in her hand and open your mouth to speak, but she holds her hand up in dismissal before any more muffled syllables can escape your lips.

“i know what you’re going to say. don’t even bother.”

“how did you know what i was going to say?” you question whilst she shuffles across the mattress until she’s laying next to you.

she smirks. “i’m telepathic. now open up.”

you grimace, but jeongyeon picks a pink marshmallow out of the bowl and waves it in front of your lips. with a roll of your eyes, you reluctantly open your mouth and allow her to slip the treat in.

“you didn’t have to, jeongyeon,” you say, words now softened by the food rather than the lack of feeling in your lips. the marshmallow is warm and sweet, allowing a new warmth to bloom in your chest. 

jeongyeon groans, “i told you not to bother.” there’s a brief silence as she chews her own marshmallow. “what’s the point in going camping if you don’t get to eat roasted marshmallows?”

“what’s the point of going camping if it’s freezing cold?”

she shrugs, and you take it as a win. you don’t get long to revel in your victory before she stuffs another marshmallow into your mouth, perhaps to shut you up, but that’s okay. you eat and drink in silence, listening to the wind howling outside, just a thin material (and many fluffy blankets) away from battering you with its’ strength.

jeongyeon places the bowl down on the floor when you’re done. she wastes no time in wrapping herself around you, head nuzzled into your neck. her soft breaths tickle your skin, but in a calming sort of way, and you allow your eyes to flutter shut.

“okay, i’ll admit it,” she says after a brief silence, “this was not one of my better ideas.”

“yeah, because you’re notorious for your good ideas. remember when you were convinced that feeding the seagulls one french fry each would get them to leave us alone?”

“don’t remind me. i still hear squawks and flapping wings in my nightmares sometimes,” she whines.

you erupt into a fit of giggles at this. jeongyeon only pouts and exclaims, “i can’t believe you’re laughing at my misfortune!”

“i would’ve laughed when it happened if i wasn’t being chased by ravenous birds. why am i always swept up in your mistakes?”

jeongyeon pouts for real this time. you can’t help but feel bad, and quickly roll onto your side so you can caress her face. “i’m actually quite enjoying this, though.”

“really?”

“yeah, i enjoy being cold. it means i have an excuse to cuddle up to you.”

jeongyeon grins, cheeks blushing even darker than they already were. “you can cuddle up to me whenever.”

“i know, baby.” you lean forward and plant a gentle kiss on her lips. “moral of the story: don’t let jeongyeon make decisions.”

“unless they involve cuddling.”

“yeah, unless they involve cuddling.”