Imagine Youre Studying French And Youve Been At It For Hours, Trying To Get The Pronunciation Right,

Imagine you’re studying French and you’ve been at it for hours, trying to get the pronunciation right, practicing grammar, etc. boyfriend!Josh has been pleading you to stop and lay down with him on his day off but you have a test and you really want that A+. So you keep at it, “Apple is pomme, Man is homme, child is enfant...” you practiced. “and kiss is....” Josh said as he kissed you deeply. Of course you let him for a bit melting into it but after awhile you hit him gently. “What the hell Josh...” you said chuckling, “what isn’t that what they would call a “French kiss?”” He said. You couldn’t stay mad at him not even for a second.

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Imagine coming along with one of you’re friends to their job as a makeup artist. You had no idea who they were working for in the kpop industry but you were excited nonetheless. When you showed up, you got a visitors pass for the TV station and your friend picked you up in the lobby. When you went inside the waiting room you saw Seventeen and nearly died. They were all surprised to see a foreigner, even more so to see one so shy and quiet. For the nearly the entirety of your visit you sat in the corner on your phone doing fuck shit. Idol!Hoshi kept stealing glances at you but you thought it was just cause you were a new face. After the recording they came back and Jesus almighty you would’ve imploded if you saw the fan site pics of them as they were when they came in. Your friend gave you a nudge and handed you a water bottle. “Listen I know he’s your bias wrecker lol but he’s literally only been looking at you since you walked through the door... give it to him...” you wanted die of embarrassment but he was right next to, you couldn’t pass up this chance. “This is for you...” you said. “Thank you umm this may sound blunt and uncalled for but may I have your number... I like the tiger pin on your back pack and wanted to ask you where you got it and maybe if you would show me where to get it sometime?” “Yeah I can totally do that!” His knees went weak at your response. Who knew things could work out so greatly?

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Wake up

Type: Angst, a bit of Fluff

{Minghao wakes up after a “acquaintances with benefits” encounter with you}

Minghao POV

Something was warming my skin. Not like the warmth, I felt of you last night but rather the heat of the sun. My eyes felt heavy but I forced them open. My vision, clouded, but a few blinks fixed that. 

I was staring at the morning sun through the window, I should be admiring this beautiful view but my mind kept traveling back to last night. Remembering every moment of ecstasy and pleasure, I almost feel guilty.

Guilty for not getting to know you, for us not getting closer beforehand, for not knowing you. But I couldn’t change that now could I?

I turned my back to the sun, my back now feeling the warmth my face felt moments ago.

Now I was facing you and I didn’t care that we were nude, I didn’t feel any compulsion of wanting to relive yesterday like I did as I replayed it before I turned to you. 

Instead, my eyes traced your face, trying to ingrain the memory of every detail of your face into my mind. You weren’t super-model gorgeous, no instead a piece of art and art isn’t always supposed to look beautiful it’s supposed to make you feel something, you made me feel something.

I memorized every wrinkle, acne scar, and pimple. I memorized the way strands of your hair would fall every time you snored. I never considered myself as someone who would fall so quickly in love, I don’t even know if this is “love”. 

I placed my hand on your waist underneath the blanket and moved closer to you. I pulled my other hand from underneath me and began tracing the features of your face, lightly so I don’t wake you up.

From your eyes to your nose to your lips-

I suddenly felt the warmth of the sun again on my face. I held my eyes shut closely hoping it wasn’t as I thought, but sure enough, it was. I desperately tried to fall back asleep and continue that beautiful dream of you.

But no, the dream was over.

You weren’t by my side, I wasn’t tracing your face, my hand wasn't on your waist. Instead, I turned around to my bed empty and my clothes on the floor, and you not in sight. The scent of your perfume still lightly embedded in my furniture.

I heard the door close and I pushed myself to get up even if my body wanted to rest still. I hurried and put on my underwear and shirt, hoping I could catch you before the elevator door closed. 

I ran like hell to try and catch you, almost tripping on my neighbor's package they failed to pick up yesterday afternoon. Just as I got down to the end of the hall the elevator doors were already 3/4 of the way closed but you saw me still and I hoped you would push the button to reopen the door but you didn’t. 

I walked back to my apartment in defeat, mentally hitting myself for not getting your number or not waking up earlier. I sat on my couch ignoring my empty stomach that growled at me, only thinking of you. Just as I was going to try and go back to sleep and dream of you there was a knock on my door. 

I didn’t bother checking the monitor to see who it was, not caring anyways because you were already gone. I opened the door with my head hung low not wanting to see anyone right now. 

“I think I can stay longer... I didn’t think I’d wake you up, sorry.”

My knees went week hearing your voice and I really hoped this wasn’t another dream. That thought was diminished when I looked up and saw you standing there, I fought my every nerve to not hug you. 

“No no I’m just glad you came back..” 

Oh damn okay I didn’t wanna cry today but that was flipping amazing!!!

Seungcheol opens the door, taken by surprise as you rush inside. He would’ve normally asked you if you wanted anything before you began talking, but, things changed.

Seungcheol doesn’t ask anything in the end.

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Imagine you work part time at a convenience store while studying abroad in Korea and everyday since you began working there idol!seungcheol comes by to pick up some snacks. After awhile he has the courage to talk to you in English but is devastated and embarrassed at the fact that you can speak a bit of Korean and have picked it up after working there. You both laugh it off and he continues on his merry way... but not without leaving you his number on the back of a milk tea carton.

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Imagine idol!Wonwoo being so infatuated with you. As a foreigner the one of the only jobs you could find was as a library assistant at a small library around the corner from your apartment. You have a few other odd jobs to make ends meet but all things considered you’re living pretty well. You know Wonwoo, you know of seventeen, you would consider yourself a carat. But you would never in you’re wildest dreams imagine that you would see the Jeon Wonwoo. In person. In the small library. Everyday. The owners said he came in once in awhile but that every since you started working there he’s been there constantly. One random day he just so happens to be in the isle you’re organizing. I mean he didn’t “just happen to be there” it was the kids isle. “You into kids books?” You questioned. “No yeah I love.... “the little lamb”” he said picking up a random book. “Ok no, I’ve actually been wanting to talk to you, I’ve seen you around, noticed bong bongie on your backpack, I’ve maybe purposefully seen you walk to the convenience store...” are you stalking me?” “No- I- I’m just so nervous to ask you out on a date...” “well I am pretty busy all the time...” his face dropped assuming what you were about to say. “But maybe if you stick around the library and I just so happen to be here we could go to the staff room and eat lunch together?” He couldn’t have said yes faster, and so it began his infatuation burned deeper than ever before.

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