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KISS ME . choi yeonjun x reader (TEASER)

‹ SYNOPSIS : y/n l/n was elated when she got cast as clara in her ballet studio’s production of the nutcracker. what she wasn’t excited about was having to partner with choi yeonjun— her arch nemesis who was cast as the nutcracker. after spending so much time together during rehearsals, it was no wonder new feelings bubbled between the two.

‹ PAIRING : ballet dancer! choi yeonjun x ballet dancer! reader

‹ GENRE : oneshot , highschool au , non-idol au , fluff , angst if you squint

‹ WARNINGS : tbd

‹ STATUS : coming soon - march 12 ( send an ask or dm to be on the taglist ! )

“SO, YOU’RE THE NUT TO MY CRACKER”

y/n turned her head to see yeonjun following her up the stairs to the studio they were about to have rehearsal in.

“ew, don’t word it like that.” never mind being polite. i’ll be nice to him another day.

yeonjun chuckled, and gave a small smirk. “i’ll be honest. when i saw that you’re playing clara i was pretty surprised. i just wonder why they chose you when there are plenty of other dancers that could probably do it better than you?”

this cocky asshole. “and what makes you think you’re any better? i heard that they almost gave the role to heeseung but for some reason chose you last minute.” y/n glared and sped up her pace.

but yeonjun just continued to match her speed. he (unfortunately) always did. “can you slow down? when you walk fast like that it amplifies the sound of your pointe shoes and almost breaks my eardrums. or maybe you just have big feet.”

“your mom has big feet.”

before yeonjun could respond, they rounded the corner and entered the studio.

y/n felt grateful that she was in her happy place. she always knew she could be calmed when she was there despite whatever she had going on in her life.

“i could literally hear you two arguing from down the hall, just make out already!” lee chaeryeong, y/n’s best friend, remarked when yeonjun and y/n walked in. “keep the sexual tension somewhere else.”

“sexual tension? why would i ever want to do anything with… that.” yeonjun looked at y/n in distaste. his face was scrunched up and he looked as if he was about to puke.

right. any sort of peace she had previously was suddenly ripped away because yeonjun was there.

“as if you’re any more desirable than i am.” of course, y/n was lying.

she knew how attractive yeonjun was. in fact, it was one of the first things she noticed about him. his almond shaped eyes and full lips were enough to make anyone go crazy.

if her hatred towards him wasn’t glaringly present and clouding her judgement, perhaps she even would’ve had a crush on him.

but it was, so she didn’t.

“i hope your pointe shoes snap in half during rehearsal, y/n l/n.”

“suck a dick, choi yeonjun.”

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enhypen hyung line as college roommates

pairing: enhypen hyung line x gn!reader

genre: fluff, roommate trope

warnings: not proof read! few curse words, kisses.. that's it i think, please lmk if i missed anything

word count: 1.8k

note: this will be my first writing post on tumblr ever! as a college freshman, these bullets are really not accurate because I still live with my parents lmao and i'm still doing online school. ANYWAY this is what my brain came up with. let's start <3

heeseung

okay, he would be quiet as FUCK

he is a frickin infp, man’s introverted

he only speaks when spoken to

BUT he would be protective, i can see that

being two years your senior, he definitely gives you all the advice you could ever need.

best study places? he knows them all.

where to and not to party? he tells you everything.

even professors to watch out for. AND HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE THE SAME PROGRAM AS YOU

after two months, he’d have already warmed up to you.

no more introverted heeseung! you only knew loud and funny heeseung.

you don’t know why, but he definitely cracked more jokes when you’re around. (his friends said so the one time they came over)

as for cooking, you both would fight. either he’s lazy or you don’t want another ramen night.

it got tiring. until you noticed it’s 10pm and dinner was FAR from ready, you shook your head and headed over to the kitchen with youtube open on your phone playing the first cooking video you saw.

you didn’t realize it until it was time to add the green onion to the kimchi fried rice you were making that heeseung practically cut up all of the ingredients you needed.

“whe- how?”

“you were reaaally focused.” he shrugged and snatched the ladle from your hands so he could transfer the rice into two separate bowls.

“you could be a good sous chef, you know? have you considered shifting to culinary?”

“i’m literally one and a half year from graduating, y/n.”

that night, you both didn’t sleep until 2 in the morning.

past midnight, you both decided to clean up.

1am, you two were in front of the microwave waiting for the timer to go off.

2am, the movie you were watching during dinner and well after the popcorn rolled credits.

you see your roommate on the couch, eyes shut, head leaning towards you.

he appears to be coming closer.

you look away. ‘what is he doing?’ you think to yourself.

you suddenly feel two arms on your waist, tightening its grip. you hear “you’re my favorite roommate.” from the voice you’ve been hearing consistently the past two months.

others after the cut!

jay

i do not know if im emotionally ready for this (prolly not) but let’s go

he’s been your bestest friend for most of high school so it’s a no-brainer when you both got into the same university that y’all will be roommates.

bickering. all. day. long.

“i’m showering first.” you reminded him when attempts to open the door.

“then why aren’t you HERE?”

“i’m getting in the mood, okay?”

very chaotic.

there is one time though when you both seem to have a cease-fire.

that time being when you got sick.

he had only one class that day so the whole three hours he was gone, was the only time you felt peace after five months of living with him.

the peace you felt being a good nap. when you woke up, you heard noise in the kitchen.

“jay, is that you?”

“guess!”

you rolled your eyes and decided to get up since your nap did 50% of the medicine’s work, one that you were supposed to take.

only you ran out so you waited for jay to buy some.

“what are you doing here?” jay, turning his back from the stove to face you, questioned.

you turn his back around again, “chill. i don’t feel that sick anymore. what are you cooking?” you peeked through his shoulders with a tip-toe to see that he was cooking soup, the one your mom makes for you when you don’t feel well.

“oh my god, you love me THAT much?” you said with a hint of sarcasm and teasing

“yeah, of course. why do you think i put up with your bullshit for 6 years, huh? of course, i’m in love with you.”

“woah, IN LOVE? JAY WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?”

his confession was so sudden

and that resulted in him PLAINLY AVOIDING you for three days

“jay, can we at least TALK about it? i swear i’m gonna go insane if you go another second of ignoring me.”

“i was planning on confessing, okay? and i planned it to go way better than that. c’mon...” he looked down.

“well, i think it was perfect.”

“sorry for ruining our friendship-” you cut him off with, “i like you too, you know?”

“WHAT?” an ‘o’ formed with his mouth. he was so cute.

he finally looked up to see your expression. when his eyes met yours, both of your lips formed a smile. his eyes a perfect crescent.

“so...” he started.

“so...” you continued.

“what now?” you said together.

he shook his head, still with the unstoppable smile. “come here.” he opened his arms, gesturing a hug.

“i really thought...” he said under his breath, with his chin touching the top of your head.

“shut up and kiss me.”

jake

hella awkward at first.

you're both international students so there's gotta be solidarity or something, right?

WRONG.

you and jake didn't talk for two weeks.

nods and waves were the only forms of communication.

that was enough, i guess?

it was fortunate that your schedules were the exact opposite. all of your classes were in the morning and all of his were in the afternoon.

you only ever saw each other when you both get food in the common area.

day 13. you became really tired of this. you wanted a new friend.

so you wait for him to come home after his last class finished.

“hey jake!” you said after he locked the door.

“huh? yeah, hi?” he looked confused. maybe because he was. this was the only time he heard you speak other than your first day in the dorms, when you first introduced yourself.

you scrambled your brain to come up with what to say and nothing comes. so you just said, “nothing. just wanted to talk to you more. uh.. good night!” And walked back to your room like you didn’t just wait 2 hours on the couch.

the day after, he started talking to you more. and it didn’t take too long for you to become close. and a month into this some kind of friendship, you started to form some kind of a routine.

study sessions in the cafe nearby. every week.

it started with him just asking where you were going one night and to your surprise, he came with you to the cafe that night because he said he wants to go somewhere to study too.

ever since then, when the clock strikes 9 in the evening, you were both packing up to go down to your trusty coffee shop.

you noticed at most nights, jake doesn’t even bother to open his laptop (that he supposedly brought to study) and he just goes on his phone. you even caught him one time taking a picture of you. “you were making a funny face,” was his excuse.

you were not making a funny face. you don’t know what was going on inside his head.

“jake, if you don’t have to study, you know you don’t have to come with me. right?” you cornered him the next week. you felt a bit guilty because you thought he was forced to go with you every time ever since the first study night.

“but, y/n, i WANT to go with you.”

“why?”

“i just like your presence. if i’m bothering you, then i won’t go anymore. is that good?”

oh.

he likes your presence.

“jake! oh my god, are we friends now?” you asked him with shock and a hint of teasing.

“yeah, of course we’re fr- WAIT YOU DIDN’T SEE ME AS A FRIEND BEFORE?”

“yeah, no. you were more like an acquaintance to me.”

“MY COMING WITH YOU EVERY WEEK TO THE CAFE... was that not our friendship bonding?”

“sure, but you don’t really talk to me... jake.”

“why do we both suck at starting conversations?”

sunghoon

another introvert.

this will be hard. especially, considering that he was one of the last people you'd want to be your roommate.

he hates you for goodness's sake.

well, maybe not hate BUT you’re sure he is out to get you

it’s hard having your academic rival as your roommate, no?

imagine, the one who races you to answer your professor just to annoy you is the same person you have to see each morning.

the one who always compares both of your scores is the same one who is now making coffee just outside your door.

can your university experience get any worse?

a deep breath later and your door is open. you need to go to school anyway.

you nodded at sunghoon and headed to the bathroom to shower.

you were running late, so you did everything as fast as you could.

then, you remembered as you were finishing up

you forgot to eat! you always liked to eat before showering, it was comforting.

it gave the slow vibe of a weekend morning. but now, all of that's gone.

all because of your annoying roommate who you were trying to avoid a while ago..

ultimately, you decided to eat just after your first class.

it’s only for an hour, i can do it. you thought about its duration. you can go back to your apartment to eat, without any distractions.

okay, it’s been decided! let's go to class.

you got out, all dressed and wondered, “where is he?”

why were you looking for sunghoon anyway

you shook your head and picked your keys up to go out.

an hour later, you heard noises as you were unlocking your apartment door.

you thought to yourself, sunghoon is gone for the day, right?

is there someone else inside? what if it was a thief?

so you inhaled as you opened the door.

while you were expecting a black masked figure, you saw the last person you’d thought to see.

sunghoon.

“you didn't eat breakfast.” he said simply and pointed to the dining table where he was sitting.

he continued, “so i cooked.”

“you weren’t even here when i finished showering.”

he shrugged. “groceries, duh.”

you laughed through your nose. “always an answer for everything. huh, sunghoon?”

“you bet,” he smiled and continued, “this doesn't mean we're friends. remember that.”

“of course. even the time when you took care of me when i was drunk, we weren't friends then.”

“yes! we weren't, we aren't, and we will definitely will not be friends.”

“you're insufferable, sunghoon.”

“not as much as you, though.” and he had the audacity to wink.

he was wrong, by the way.

both of you became friends soon after that.

then, lovers.

wait. that makes him... half right. you both are certainly not friends now.

“oh my god. was that what you meant by us never being friends?!” you jump up from your slumber.

you both were taking a nap. it was a nice sunday afternoon.

in your shared bed, sunghoon turns to face you.

he jolted his eyes in confusion. why were you screaming well into the afternoon? he didn't know.

but he did.

“we were never going to be friends because,” he paused to grab onto you and be closer to your scent.

“i was already in love with you then.”

choi beomgyu has hated you since your fifth grade music class when you outperformed everyone with your bright red recorder, but you never knew the reason why. almost fifteen years later, you end up as members of the same world-renowned orchestra which forces both of you to face the music - about yourselves, your feelings, and quite literally, the music you play.

.: 10.6k words .:. drummer beomgyu x flutist female reader .:. fluff, angst, musician au :.

.: tw: depictions of colorblindness, depictions of hearing loss, mature language, alcohol consumption, tipsy driving (legally sober), smoking :.

.: masterlist :.

You are a lot of things.

To your parents, you are the golden child; intelligent, beautiful, charming - and they love bragging about it. To your friends, you are the mom friend; empathetic, generous, humorous - and they love being with you for it. To your mentors, you are the model student; respectful, responsible, persevering - and they love berating other students for it.

To Choi Beomgyu, you are the devil’s spawn; prideful, irritable, punchable - and he has no plans of changing his mind.

Or rather, he had no plans to change his mind.

His hatred for anything and everything related to you dates back to the fifth grade, when you’d first transferred into his elementary school. At first, you two were simply classmates, as you were simply the new girl in town, and when you’re nine years old, those things don’t really matter. Priorities for a young boy such as he was back then laid in Sunday morning cartoons and building lego models.

This was the calm before the storm.

The storm began in the music room on a Wednesday afternoon, the last class of the day in which every student was given a recorder.

Beomgyu, ever the competitive soul, had already spent all of summer break practicing ‘Hot Cross Buns’ on his older brother’s recorder and was excited to share his superior musical talents with his peers and their music teacher. He’d always been more inclined towards rhythm and music as a child, so even when no one else in his family was really a musician, young little Beomgyu found himself much more determined to impress.

After playing his three-note piece, the applause that filled his ears was addicting, awed faces on his thirty-person fifth-grade audience.

Except for one.

The quiet new girl from worlds away looked bored.

You looked bored.

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🎀sypnosis: [ when you finally decide to be on a dating app, you were disappointed to see that all of them were just creeps who wanted nudes or hookups. But there is one guy, who is DEFINITELY out of your league. You swipe right on him (why wouldnt you?), hoping that he wasn’t like the other guys, and to your surprise, its a match! He isn’t the same as the other guys, being the only decent one you found. You talk and exchange numbers, liking each other’s company. Meanwhile, a new family moves in next door, and you are utterly shocked to see that the son is none other than your perfect match, ᴘᴀʀᴋ ꜱᴜɴɢʜᴏᴏɴ. But why isn’t he half as nice as he was while texting?]

🎀pairings: park sunghoon x fem!reader

🎀genre: slowburn, strangers to lovers, kinda enemies to lovers, social media au, mutual pining, fluff, angst, ATTEMPTED humour [guys im not funny bear with me]

🎀warnings: creepy dudes on dating apps, people asking for nudes, swearing, profanity, dirty jokes, loads of memes, sunghoon being a rude neighbour (only out of love of course), food [lmk if i missed something!]

🎀featuring: enhypen, ive, itzy, seventeen, stray kids [more idols may come up lol]

🎀started on: 25th december

🎀update schedule: whenever i can lol [ hopefully i’ll be consistent ]

🎀status: COMPLETED!

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TEASER [ read this first please LOL it has some stuff yall need to see ]

🎟ep 1: omg a dating app?

🎟ep2: ew nudes???

🎟ep3: aw did you find the love of your life?

🎟ep4: suddenly i cant read

🎟ep5: i dont like yun

🎟ep6: wanna link?

🎟ep7: rikiyun? rikiyun. [written and smau]

🎟ep8: down bad i say. [written and smau]

🎟ep 9: wtf goes on

🎟ep 10: SO LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT??

🎟ep 11: four foot toenail rag

🎟ep 12: i ain’t no girl then

🎟ep 13: she what now.. [written and smau]

🎟ep 14: barbee lyf in the dreem houwse. woof

🎟ep 15: k-kiss? [finale]

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