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doesn’t he look good? || enhypen texts

synopsis - texting bf!enhypen a picture you took of one of his members at their concert asking “doesn’t he look good?”

idol!enhypen x reader / established relationship - fluff + crack / warnings - kms joke (jakehoon)

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feining for frat boy katsuki…

it was hot. loud. half the girls were already screaming over shirtless frat boys grinding against windshields. your friend dragged you out with a “come on, it’s for charity!” and now you’re standing in the corner with a lukewarm lemonade and zero expectations.

you didn’t even want to come to this stupid fraternity fundraiser.

your roommate dragged you out with the promise of half-naked frat boys, but all you’ve seen so far are drenched freshmen trying to flex their way into a hernia.

but then you see him.

he’s got his back turned at first—lean muscle, golden skin, red swim trunks slung way too low on his hips. sunlight catches the water dripping down his back like it’s staged. and when he turns around?

game over. he’s gorgeous.

sharp jaw, wild blonde hair flattened from water, a cocky little smirk on his face as he wrings a sponge out over his head, totally aware of the stares.

and he sees you. right away. ruby eyes locked with yours and gives the most arrogant little up-nod like, yeah. you’re next.

you try to act unaffected. fail immediately.

he saunters over, sudsy bucket in one hand, water dripping down his abs like it’s a fucking calvin klein ad. stops right in front of you, eyeing your car, then you, then your car again. “you the one drivin’ this piece of shit?”

you blink. “excuse me?!”

he shrugs but you can see a little grin tugging on the corner of his mouth, smug and unbothered. “relax. i’ll make it look brand new.”

he puts the bucket down, saunters over, and damn—he’s even hotter up close. tall. muscles for days. and that little scar on his cheek? unfair.

then, leaning closer, voice low: “the name's katsuki bakugo. what’s yours, sweet girl?”

you tell him. maybe a little breathless.

he repeats it once—slow, like he’s trying it out on his tongue. “hm. yeah. i like that.”

and then he goes to work. but not just on the car.

katsuki bakugo washes that car like he’s auditioning for the dirtiest boy band you’ve ever seen. dropping the sponge just to bend over in front of you, ass on full display. making eye contact when he slides his hand over the hood like he’s caressing it. watering himself down with a hose and shaking his hair out like he’s in a shampoo commercial from hell.

by the time he’s done, your car is sparkling. and so are you—flushed, flustered.

he tosses the sponge into the bucket, wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, and smirks. “lemme know if you need a private wash sometime.”

and then he walks away, with you watching the water dripping down the curve of his spine, no better than a teenage boy ogling the back of a girl's bikini. you swear you black out for a second too.

it’s only a few hours after the car wash before he slides in your dms, smooth but dirty. you’re in your room, still reeling from whatever the hell that was, when your phone buzzes.

king.explosionmurder has sent you a message.

(yeah. that’s his actual handle. because of course it is.) then, you open it.

king.explosionmurder:

can't stop thinking about the girl with the shittiest car and the cutest fuckin’ face.

you stare. then another message pops up.

king.explosionmurder:

u free tonight?

or maybe you're too busy being adorable somewhere else?

your heart does a thing. you type out a reply—something just barely cocky enough to match him:

you:

depends

you always this forward?

king.explosionmurder:

only for girls with shitty taste in cars

so, only you

let me buy you a drink, sweet girl?

you:

fine

you can buy me a drink, frat boy

but for the record?

my taste in cars is not that shitty

king.explosionmurder:

whatever you say beautiful

8 pm, sunset bar down 5th ave

don't be late

katsuki shows up five minutes early, in a black tee that clings to his chest and jeans that should be illegal. hair still messy from his post-car-wash shower. when you walk in, his eyes track you like you’re the only person in the room.

“tch. thought you were gonna flake.”

you roll your eyes. “you’d cry if i did.”

his mouth twitches. “like a damn baby.”

then the date just... hits different. it wasn't what you expected. sure, it’s packed with college students and frat bros, but in the back corner booth? with him?

it’s quiet. comfortable. almost… intimate.

he’s not much of a talker, but with you? he tries. you ask about his major—he’s an aspiring pro-hero, of course—and he asks about yours, grumbling when you light up talking about it, because “fuck, that smile’s gonna kill me.”

and even though he’d die before saying it out loud, the minute you take a sip of your drink and laugh at something dumb he says? he’s gone. head over heels.

he walks you back to your dorm with his hand on the small of your back, even though it’s barely a ten-minute walk. says “text me when you’re in” even though he literally watched you unlock your door. stands there, gruff and gorgeous, waiting.

“gonna invite me?” he asks, tone teasing.

you shake your head, grinning. “not on the first date, i'm not.”

he groans dramatically. “damn. fuckin’ killin’ me here.”

you grin. “goodnight, frat boy.”

but he doesn’t move right away.

just stands there under the warm porch light, one hand stuffed in his pocket, the other rubbing the back of his neck like he’s trying to work off the ache of not touching you again. his shirt clings to him in the summer heat, his jaw sharp in the glow, but it’s his eyes that freeze you in place.

not hard. not sharp. not the glare he usually levels at the world.

but soft. heavy. like you’ve stolen the breath from his lungs and he doesn’t even want it back.

he looks at you like you hung the damn moon.

he takes one small step closer, close enough that you can feel the heat coming off his chest, close enough that if either of you moved just an inch, you’d be kissing.

“goodnight, sweet girl,” he says, voice low and rough, like gravel laced with honey.

it hits you somewhere deep. like he’s branding the words into you.

and then—he actually smiles. a real one. lopsided, shy, the kind of smile you’d never expect from someone who threatens to body slam people over couch cushions.

then he turns and walks away, hands shoved deep in his pockets, head down, like if he looks back even once, he’ll do something stupid like run back and kiss you senseless.

you close the door behind you, heart thudding so hard you swear your roommate can hear it.

you’re screwed. so screwed.

because things after that? they move fast.

to everyone else, he was the guy who'd scream if you left dishes in the sink, throw a beer can at you if you sat on his side of the couch, and threaten to body slam you if you so much as breathe near him.

but the entire frat house knew that their loud, grumpy, terrifyingly efficient frat dad—had a soft spot the size of a planet. and that soft spot? was for you.

you’re the only person allowed in his room during his grumpy post-practice naps. the only one who can touch his hair without him flinching. he’d grumble when you flick his forehead when he was being dramatic but he'd let you.

he might curse under his breath, but when you’d slide onto his lap during movie night, he'd wrap an arm around you like it was instinct. like protecting you came as naturally as breathing.

he had snacks stocked in the mini fridge (not for him, you liked them). he hands you your favorite snack and grumbles, “was on sale. don’t get used to it,” even though it’s never on sale but he bought six of them anyway.

and when finals week hits? he’s a damn soldier for you.

caffeine runs. your favorite takeout. quiet growls at anyone who tries to talk to you in the library. he reads your flashcards like they’re enemy coordinates and quizzing you becomes his personal mission.

but the best part? the tiny, quiet moments in between.

like when he’s losing at mario kart and you’d sit in his lap while he played, steal his fries, kiss his cheek mid-rant just to shut him up.

or when you were too tired to walk back to your place, you just curl up in his bed. not only does he let you, he tucks the blanket around you and kisses your forehead so soft it makes your chest ache.

and somehow, all of that was like magic.

sure, he might’ve acted like the world’s most chaotic, aggressive frat president, but when it came to you? he was all bark, all bite… and all heart.

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

Random ahh story

Osamu Miya

fluff, time-skip

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You never guessed after high school you'd get with Osamu Miya, the calm collected guy, who only laughed or talked with his friends. You expected to get with a outgoing loud dude, like Atsumu.

You never thought all that eye contact or accidental touches meant anything, even when he would whisper to his friends around you. You thought nothing of it.

Yet here you are across from him while he was behind the counter giving you that sweet smile you loved so dearly. How his eyes creased, how they sparkled when he made you laugh. You fell so deeply in love with him and his jokes nobody found funny, but you still laughed at his dorkiness.

No one would suspect that the mysterious Miya brother was actually the dorkiest, sweetest guy ever. He made you smile in times you felt like crying, he held you in times you felt like falling. He was there for you through everything, and stayed because truthfully, he couldn't bear the thought of another man doing any of that for you.

So maybe that's why he sealed the deal after three years of dating.

You suspected nothing when he wanted to do everything for you. Your nails, hair, even make sure you're wearing a pretty outfit. He understood how you planned things out. This wasn't something he could really ask you to plan, so he tried his best making sure you wouldn't be mad at him when the videographer and photographer got photos and videos of the proposal.

You both were walking on the beach during Christmas break. Families took off and he sent his employees on break to be with family.

You two laughed and he just stared at you with a look of love, he knew he wanted to marry you. Your beautiful eyes, your smart mind, your quick-witted responses, your laughter that seemed to enchant him every time he heard it, he was so in love.

That was when the sun rise was just right when he stopped you knowing how much you loved the ocean, it was perfect timing when dolphins were diving in the distance. "Look y/n dolphins!", he said as you turned, he got on one knee with a smile.

But when you looked back, he forgot to function and slipped up, "me marry you" he said before he lost grip of the ring," shit I thought I had this under control", you smile at his sweetness. He put the ring in the box holding it up again, taking a deep breath, "will you marry me?" he asked palms growing sweaty.

You smile before slowly nodding, "I would love to" you said as he placed the ring on your finger while standing up. Once he was finished you jumped on him.

Forgetting his clumsiness when nervous you both fell down into the sand, smiles etched onto both of your faces.

He tucked a loose hair behind your ear, "your perfect, I love you so much" he said with love in his eyes, "I love you too" you say before you grab the side of his cheek both of you coming close, you kiss awaiting the future sealed with a hopeful kiss.

You were meant for him, and he was meant for you.

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Thank you for reading I was just listening to the song Ordinary by Alex Warren, and another song I forgot. Have a good night.

hyunjin loves you quietly. and you feel it the most when he does small things for you without mentioning them, all just to see your reaction. today, the two of you are sitting in a cafe, sketchbooks in front of you as you merely enjoy one another's company while you draw. he's drawing a couple across the room, deeply invested in their own conversation in a way that makes them perfect to try and capture quickly. you, on the other hand, are trying to capture architecture outside. its always been your weak point and you've been wanting to get better at it, and you think that's why hyunjin picked a table that let you see the brick building across the street perfectly.

you reach over to your bag, drawing out the smaller bag you keep your pencils and pens in. when you unzip it, you realize there's new pens in your bag. for a moment, you just stare at it, wondering when you broke open a new package. it was on your list of things to-do to replace them, sure, but you never made it to the art supply store, and hyunjin went without you--

oh.

"something wrong?" he asks quietly, looking up at you. he gives you the softest smile, so in love with being able to spend these quiet moments with you, but you know that he's fully aware of the little act of love he's done for you.

so you just shake your head, pulling out one of the new fine line pens while snagging your kneaded eraser, too. "thank you."

his eyes flicker down to the pen in your hand, and that subtle smile grows a bit wider as he returns to his work. he does reach out at one point, just to squeeze your free hand, drawing it up so that he could plant a quick peck against the side of it.

and you show him your own love in the way you bring him a new drink later, a doodled heart on the side of it from you that you face toward him. it's tiny. it's cheesy. but it puts three words into a single shape that makes him hold your hand tighter on the way home.

hybe caterers

masterlist | wattpad

bold + [] = video captions

hybe's picnic episode

! reminder that binna (trainee from i-land) is a part of le sserafim !

!! 3.5k words !!

"Let's just be who we are," Jay repeated.

"Let's carry Della then," Sunghoon blurted out.

"Eh?" Della looked at him with a confused smile.

[ ???? ]

"We'll carry you like you're our queen," he grinned.

"So you'll sit on our arms then you act all cool," Sunoo elaborated for him.

"Me?!" her eyes widened. "There would be so much attention on me!"

[ Placed on a pedestal ]

"Yah, you're our centre and only girl. You always have so much attention on you," Jay pointed with a chuckle. His comment made Heeseung, Sunoo, Jungwon and Della laugh.

[ Kang Della: ENHYPEN's Visual, centre and only girl ]

"Ten seconds. That's it," she agreed, still laughing a little.

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"Let's hide behind tall sunbaenims," Jiwon strategised to her group. "We're one of the-"

"Wahh!" two of her members suddenly exclaimed.

[ ???? ]

A different camera angle showed some of the fromis_9 girls looking at Della in disbelief while the girl had a confused face.

"You're so tall!" Jisun exclaimed, coming closer to Della.

"Oh my God!" Chaeyoung, who was the tallest, was even surprised. She gasped when she came closer to Della and found their height difference quite visible.

[ Della's tall height caught the attention of the girls ]

"She's taller than me," Yunjin whispered to her group with wide eyes.

[ Forgot about the drinks ]

"Is everything okay? What happened?" Na PD asked.

"No! We're okay!" fromis_9 yelled back.

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"Della Della, is there anything you want here?" Jake asked Della, who was standing near the can cooler but not close enough to see the contents. "There's Pocari."

"Ooh! I want Pocari," Della answered. "Pocari and cold water, but I don't think I can freeze with seven kilos in one hand."

[ One hand is occupied with coffee ]

"I'll get you water," Heeseung and Jungwon answered together. The game starts again and the two raced to grab a litre pack each.

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"You don't wanna try?" Heeseung pointed to the limbo challenge against Kazuha.

"I'm not that flexible, darling," Della laughed.

[ Can't beat a ballerina of 15 years ]

The editors knew how the company didn't want the next clip put in, so they thankfully didn't.

"Yeah, ninety centimeters is almost half your height."

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"I can open my mouth wide but not for that kind of sna- OW!" Jungwon walked all the way to the back of Della's seat to hit her shoulder.

Because they wouldn't only be watched by Engenes and were surrounded by so many artists, he hit her extra hard.

[ SMACK ]

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"Jump rope?! Jump rope?!" Yunjin got confused when she saw her mission. Her first instinct was to run to her team.

[ Yunjin is running with a straight face ]

"Jump rope? I can't do it," none of the members looked confident.

"DELLA! Della Della Della!" Binna and Kazuha pointed to the left.

[ Suggests ENHYPEN's Della ]

To help a possibly shy Yunjin, Binna got up to help her too.

"DELLA-YAA!" the two girls ran to Enhypen's tent. "We need you!"

Della quickly got up and ran to the field behind Yunjin.

[ LE SSERAFIM asks ENHYPEN's Della for help ]

"What was it?" Sunoo asked Binna.

"Jump ropes," she chuckled.

"Ahh!" then it suddenly hit the boys. "She's not that good at jump ropes though?"

"She's not?!" Binna's eyes widened. "Ah.. Yunjin-ah, I'm sorry.." Enha couldn't help but laugh.

[ Binna made a mistake ]

"She can probably do it."

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[ At that moment, ]

"Unnie, I can't do double-under..." Della embarrassingly told Yunjin. "My members can, it should've been them," she pointed to her tent.

[ Yunjin almost brought the right person ]

"Ahh..." Yunjin nodded slowly. "But you can jump rope, right? None of the members can."

"I'm not that good at it though.." Della looked at her with pity. "Can you change?"

"Can I change?" Yunjin asked Chaeyoung and Seungkwan.

"Can you do double-under?"

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"I'm not good at tongue twisters," Seungkwan told Chaeyoung.

"I'm willing to switch. Do you have good diction?" Chaeyoung asked Della.

"Uh! I do!" Della was excited to not do jump ropes.

[ She has good diction ]

"She's our main rapper," Jungwon suddenly joined in.

"Uh! She has really good diction!" Yunjin placed a hand under Della's chin.

"I can do double-under, I was in the jump rope club."

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"You're really.. REALLY tall," Chaeyoung held onto Della's arms.

[ Still on the topic of Della's height ]

"REALLY," Yunjin tagged along. "How tall are you?"

"I'm 173," Della lied.

"Woah!" Chaeyoung covered her mouth.

"There's no way, I'm 172 but we have a noticeable height difference," Yunjin shook her head.

"I just measured two days ago, so-"

"And I did too! I'm DEFINITELY 172 cm," Yunjin pointed to herself.

[ What is Della's height? ]

"You're 173?" Seungkwan couldn't help but intervene.

"Mm," Della gave one nod. Seungkwan moved a bit closer to Della before returning to his place.

"You don't look that far from me though?" Seungkwan looked confused. "I'm 174 cm and wearing insoles."

[ The mystery will continue again soon.. ]

Della just decided to chuckle it off and hope that no one brings it up again. Not that it makes her uncomfortable, but because the company doesn't want people to know of her actual height.

Besides, the game is about to start.

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"Maybe I should've brought you," Jungwon covered his mic and whispered to Della, who was doing the same.

"You want me to arm wrestle with Baekho?" she looked at him in surprise.

"No no, I'm sure one of the members will challenge you just as an excuse to hold hands," he smirked.

"Aishh," she nudged his shoulder with her own. "I'll probably go against another girl."

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[ fromis_9's mission is a person with good diction ]

"You have to succeed in five seconds," Na PD explained.

[ She gets cheers from both teams ]

"KANG DELLA! KANG DELLA!" the boys of Enhypen cheered while fromis_9 kept yelling a 'fighting!'

Della managed to succeed the tongue twister by just barely making it in time. She finished her sentence just as Na PD was about to say 'times up.'

"Success!"

"Woahh!" the footage showed fromis_9 (basically) being whipped for the girl. "She's tall, she's gorgeous, she's talented- eh?"

A loud roar of cheers could be heard from Enhypen's tent.

[ Huh? ]

A sudden rush entered the boys and they all cheered proudly for their girl.

"Wahh.. Della, you have a strong fanclub," Na PD 'complimented.'

"That's our baby!" Jay yelled out.

[ ENHYPEN's baby ]

"They call her their baby... Cute.." Minhyun grinned.

"Enhypen is so cute," "Their baby.." Mingyu and Hoshi commented.

"Guys! I didn't stutter!" Della yelled to her members excitedly.

"YEAH!" they cheered again. "OUR BABY!"

"Why are they so cute?" Saerom pouted.

"It's like having a bunch of big brothers," Jisun smiled.

"Do they live together?" Hayoung asked their staff, who most likely know.

"Yes. Della has her own room," someone answered.

[ Truly like a bunch of big brothers ]

"Ahh," the girls nodded. "Then they really are like siblings."

"As expected, our Enhypen," Yeonjun commented with a proud sigh.

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"Let's be like the couples in the amusement parks," Della hugged Jungwon from behind as they were waiting in line.

[ Amusement park couple, ENHYPEN ]

"Shouldn't I do that to you?" Jake then hugged Della from behind.

[ Amusement park coupleS, ENHYPEN ]

"Relay relay," Jungwon chuckled. "I'll do it to Heeseung-hyung too."

"We'll be a horizontal hamburger," Della smiled softly and snuggled into Jungwon's back.

[ Horizontal hamburger... ]

"Are you guys always this comfortable together?" Baekho asked Niki and Sunghoon.

"Eh?" they didn't understand what he meant.

"Do you always hug and everything?" Jiwon pointed towards their members.

"Ahh, yes. We're always this clingy," Niki chuckled at the sight.

[ Normal day for ENHYPEN ]

"In public too?" Baekho raised his eyebrows.

"Yes," Sunghoon answered. "We're just really comfortable with each other."

"No- I get it. I was just a bit stunned," the longer that the artists observe Enhypen, the more un-sibling-like they seem...

[ Culture shock ]

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"This song by Lee Seunggi was released in 2004 and created a 'noona lover syndrome' in Korea. What's the name of the song?" Della panicked as soon as Na PD said the year. She didn't even hear the rest of the question.

[ Was only a year old ]

Luckily, since she went back to drink water and grab a fan after failing her first try, Kim Mingyu of Seventeen was standing behind her (for his third try).

"'Because You're My Woman,'" he mumbled.

[ Is Mingyu's answer correct this time? ]

"'Because You're a Woman,'" Della blurted out.

"'You're My Woman,'" he emphasised the 'my.'

"'Because You're My Woman,'" she corrected herself.

"'Because You're My Woman..'" Na PD created some suspense. "You were very young when it came out, right? Correct!"

"Yes! Thank you! Thank you!" she thanked the staff and Mingyu with a small bow.

"I'll call you by 'you,' no matter what you say," Mingyu and Hoshi started singing together.

"Ahh! I know! So that you can feel me as a man," she continued excitedly.

[ 2003 Della actually knows the 2004 song! ]

"Oh! You could probably get it without the help," Na PD had wide eyes.

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"What was the question you got right?" Jay asked Della when everyone was done.

"The 2004 song that created a 'noona lover syndrome' in Korea. Lee Seunggi-sunbaenim's Because You're My Woman," she said after swallowing her food.

"How did you know?" Heeseung asked.

"Mingyu-sunbaenim helped me," she chuckled. "Turns out it's the song that made me dislike being called noona."

[ The fourth youngest who hates being called noona and unnie ]

"Oh then you could've got it on your own?" no one would find Jay's tone the slightest bit unusual. Only the members could sense the jealousy laced in it.

"'Because You're My Woman,' like that?" Heeseung imitated how Mingyu could've whispered the answer. His jealousy was a bit more detectable than Jay's.

"Yes," like what Jay did to Jungwon, Della immediately went to bite Jay's arm.

"Ahh!" he recoiled his arm back. Della then proceeded to do the same to Heeseung.

"She's been so bite-y lately," Jungwon pointed at her. The boys all voiced their agreement.

"But she keeps attacking me- ahh!"

[ No BORDER in ENHYPEN ] (it's a reference to border: day one & carnival)

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"What about me, Taehyun and Della?" Yeonjun pointed over at Enhypen's tent, thinking of another way to get dessert.

"Ooh!" Heuning Kai and Beomgyu looked at Na PD with hopeful eyes.

[ !!! ]

"That's right. We're TYD, technically, we're one group under Hybe," Taehyun nodded.The screen then cut to a clip of 365 Fresh.

[ TYD = Taehyun, Yeonjun, Della ] [ A project group under HYBE ] [ TXT's Taehyun and Yeonjun with ENHYPEN's Della ]

"I'm listening," Na PD urged them to continue.

"Can't the three of us have a go?" Yeonjun asked. There was a moment of silence as the PDs talked among themselves.

[ Another shot? ]

"Della-ssi," Na PD called out to Enhypen's tent.

"Yes!" she stood up.

"You, Yeonjun and Taehyun are technically one group under Hybe, right?" she nodded with a small 'yes.' "Do you agree to play once more for desserts as a trio?"

"Della, we lost everything," "We didn't get any," the TXT boys informed.

"Yes, of course," she eagerly agreed.

"Okay, then we'll be doing a round for TYD after we're done with Enhypen, okay?"

"NICE! Okay!"

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"Malatang," Enhypen cheered when they got all the desserts in one try. Sunoo, who was beside Della, also couldn't help but lift her up in excitement.

Throughout the rest of their exchange with Na PD, Della kept her arms wrapped around Sunoo's neck and his stayed around her waist.

They knew it wasn't very professional but hey, it's just a televised picnic.

"Is TYD going to do the game now?" Sunoo asked, bringing everyone's attention to them.

"Yes.." Na PD laughed a bit. "I'm sorry- Sunoo-ssi, Della-ssi..." the camera finally focused on their position. "Enhypen has great chemistry, yeah?"

"Of course!" "The best!" "This is Enhypen!" all the members said together.

[ Our chemistry is unbeatable ]

"Rightt, let's see how Della pairs with her other group, though."

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"We would ask you to choose since there's only three of you, but you weren't originally going to play so we can't do that," TYD was gathered in Enhypen's tent while Enha moved to TXT's for the moment.

"Ahh," Yeonjun and Della pouted a bit.

"Because all three of you Korean, we will be doing the proverbs relay," TYD's faces showed a look of defeat.

[ Not confident at all ]

"We're doomed, oppas," Della, who was in the middle, rested her arms on their shoulders.

"It's okay, it's okay. We can do this," Taehyun assured calmly.

"We know all of it," Yeonjun rubbed her back.

"You can do it guys!" Beomgyu cheered. "Fighting!"

"YOU CAN DO IT!" the other members followed suit.

[ Full support ]

"You're smarter than you think, Della-ya! You can do it!" Jake assured.

"As long as what you say is close to the meaning, we'll give you a pass."

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"-and the cockroaches-" they just needed two more to win in one go.

"WRONG!"

"Eh?!" TYD, Enhypen and TXT all looked confused. "It's correct!"

"The cockroaches those at night!" Della finished her sentence with furrowed eyebrows.

"It's mice," Na PD corrected.

[ Cockroaches and mice are very different ]

"Eyy, it's basically the same thing!" Yeonjun bargained.

[ *displays a cartoon mice and cockroach* ]

"They both lurk around, it's basically the same thing!" Della protested.

"They're both tiny, they walk on their legs-" Jungwon listed.

"They have eyes," Niki added, making everyone laugh.

"My mother says it's cockroaches. Are you saying that my beloved mother is wrong?" with her sharp eyes and her challenging tone, Della's bitch face unconsciously came out.

[ Della is scary ]

"Ooh!" even though it seemed like the Enha and TXT boys were impressed at her comeback, it was more because of the look on her face.

"Okay, we'll let it pass since the meaning is pretty much the same," everyone cheered as they only needed Yeonjun to get all the dessert.

But unfortunately, he forgot that he was next so they had to start over.

At least they got everything on the second try.

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"Let's sneak out," Sunghoon whispered in Della's ear after turning off both of their mics. Everyone was given a small break after eating dessert.

Della looked at his face, seeing a cocky expression. He licked the inside of his cheek with a smirk.

"Accessible toilet?" she eyed his collar for a second.

"Mm," he gave a brief nod.

"I'll go first. See you soon, darling," she whispered in his ear and stood up. "I'm going to the restroom," she informed everyone.

"Eh- Lala! Your phone!" Sunoo grabbed the device to hand it to her.

"Ahh- it's okay I shouldn't be long!" no one questioned it at first but when Sunghoon excused himself two minutes later, the boys all knew what was happening.

"Sunghoon-hyung.. I swear to God," Sunoo whispered to himself.

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"Do you want me to teach you how to traditionally twerk?" Della asked Yeonjun when everyone gathered for random play dance. "So you bend down-"

"No no no no," Jake and Niki protected the girl by sandwiching her in between them.

[ Protecting their member ]

"Twerking is an art form! It's an actual dance move!" she struggled to escape.

"Shh shh," Jake, who was in front of her, pat her head to shut her up.

"Are they always this clingy?" Hyun asked Beomgyu. Those who could hear him couldn't help but laugh. "I was in a co-ed group but we were never like that."

[ Culture shock #2 ]

"She's literally like one of the boys," Beomgyu covered for his friends.

"Ah really? Interesting.."

"Della-ssi, can you move to the girls' side?" a staff instructed.

"Ah- yes," Della could finally removed herself from Yunki. "Goodbyee!" she twirled away with a singsong voice.

"Ahh cutee," Heeseung and Jake said together.

[ Our baby ^^ ]

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"Della-ya," Seungkwan suddenly called for her as she passed by him.

"Yes," she stopped in her tracks.

"Do you mind talking about your height?" she furrowes her eyebrows a bit at the question.

"No, not at all. The company does though, just a little bit," Seungkwan responded with an 'ahh.' "But I think it's okay. Why?"

"Be prepared, yeah?"

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"Ah, PD-nim, I'm really sorry but before we start.." Seungkwan voiced out just as they were about to start the random play dance. "There has been a never-ending discussion among the artists."

"Ohh, what is it?"

[ Professor Boo rises a topic ]

"Enhypen's Della-ssi, please come forward," everyone cheered but Della's eyes widened.

[ ENHYPEN's Della is called forward ]

"So there was this never-ending discussion.." the editors left a gap to add suspense. "-about Della's height," the Enhypen and TXT boys couldn't hold in their laugh.

[ Della's long legs and towering height ]

"Oh! But it's true! I think she's taller than me!" Na PD made eye contact with Seungkwan.

"She said she was 173 cm-" a lot of the artists (and most of the girls) expressed their amazement. "-but I reckon she's taller because she's taller than me."

[ ~174 cm ]

"Dino! Dino Dino!" the Seventeen members called and pushed their maknae forward.

"Dino is.. slightly shorter than me," Seungkwan informed. "Take off your insoles!" he instructed Dino when they found him being taller.

[ Lots of insole talk today^^ ]

"Ohh!" their height difference wasn't distinct but was definitely visible.

"I'm wearing insoles too," Della used an excuse.

[ ??? ]

"Why would she wear insoles if she is over 170 cm," Jay chuckled.

"Right? We don't need to appear a similar height now too," Sunoo brushed their shoulders together.

"Prove it," Na PD raised his eyebrows.

"My shoes are a bit difficult to take off so-"

"We have the exact same style of shoes!" Dino gestured to her shoes. Everyone laughed at his point.

[ Highly complicated shoes ]

"Can we have Lee Hyun-ssi stand next to her?" Na PD directed.

"Me too! I'm the shortest in the team!" Jiwon announced herself.

[ Curious about the height difference ]

"Okay, Jiwon-ssi... and Mingyu-ssi since he's the tallest," Seungkwan called over.

"Wahh," the girls were surprised to see the gap. Della and Hyun were basically the same height and the difference between Jiwon and Della is larger than Della to Mingyu.

"She's so hot, 어떻게," Jiheon hugged Seoyeon. [eotteohke]

[ Della fan club admissions are open ]

"Wah- she's way taller than Woozi," Jun said to his members.

"It's a good thing he's not here, huh?" Joshua mumbled.

[ Woozi: ~166 cm ]

"That's our baby," Niki smiled to his hyungs. "So cute."

"Thank you, Della-ssi. You may return now."

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"Let's have Yeonjun in front," they were about to do a second test for Hey Mama.

"Ah- Can we have Della in front too? She knows the whole dance," Sunoo shyly told his sunbaes.

"Della? Okay! Della-ssi please come forward!" Della and Yeonjun both gave each other a knowing nod when they stood in the front together.

[ Y and D share a look ]

When the dance finally starts, Dejun went into stage mode, dancing seriously. Della also paired it with her expressions thinking Yeonjun would do the same (but didn't).

"Wahh! Why didn't you dance like that earlier?!"

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"Player, champagne, showtime,” 365 Fresh started playing. The TYD trio all came forward to the middle to show everyone how it’s done.

[ Taehyun, Yeonjun, Della ✨ ]

“I’m 365 so fresh,” everyone who still stayed in the game knew the point dance but some were just executed poorly.

[ SO FRESH ]

“This is their unit song?” Minhyun asked.

“Yes, it’s TYD. T-Y-D,” Seungkwan replied.

When the song finished, a couple of people were called forward, but among all of them, Niki was the most shocking one.

After dancing with Della, it turns out that he just needed to be next to his partner.

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"WAHH!" the fromis_9 girls (and Enha, of course) reacted during Love Shot. "Lee Seoyeon! Della-yaa!"

"Her body roll is so clean!" Chaeyoung fangirled to Gyuri. "So sexy!"

[ Della is indeed Korea's Siren ]

"Sexy!" Jay yelled out.

"Our siren!" Sunoo joined him.

Whenever it's a girl group dance, fromis_9 cheer for their remaining member. But whenever it's a boy group dance, they all fall for Della.

"I became Soobin's fan," after Seventeen made their confession, fromis_9 wants to do so as well.

"I became Della's fan- WE became Della's fan," Chaeyoung admitted. "Seoyeon-ah! We love you and you're wonderful but Della surprised us so much!"

[ Soobin and Della created a new phenomenon among the HYBE artists ]

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"My beloved member.. How do you feel about making it this far?" Della was the only girl whose mic was held by Sunghoon during his 'interview.'

"GET CLOSER THAN THAT!" Hyun instructed. They were keeping a bit of space for professionalism.

"MORE! MORE!" majority of the male artists yelled when Sunghoon only inched a bit closer.

"JUST WRAP YOUR ARM AROUND HER!" Binna suddenly raised her voice.

"THERE YA GO!" everyone cheered when Sunghoon wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

[ MC Sunghoon is not shy with his member ]

"What is happening?" Na PD laughed at the scene.

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"DELLA-YAA!" for some reason, Jake was the most excited when Della (and Seoyeon) won the random play dance. "YOU'RE SO COOL! I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!" he picked her up bridal style and spun her around, ending it with a kiss on her cheek.

[ Known as the 'married couple' of ENHYPEN ]

"OUR MAIN DANCER!" Niki reached her next to spin Della around again. "YOU DID IT!" he put her down to connect their foreheads together.

"LALAA!" everyone else came together and did a group hug.

[ True love ]

"Let's toss Della up! Let's toss her!" Jungwon proposed.

"Kang Della! Kang Della! Kang Della!" they said in between tosses.

so @sunsunthinker showed me these pics of jennie x yeji because della is said to resemble those two and i wanna show you guys!

then i got inspired to do the same 😁

of course della doesn't look exactly like these but it's fun to see

requests: — hybe caterers — hybe family's reaction to della's height — people's reaction to della's (R)BF — some TYD moments — enha making the idols (or.. everyone) feel like third wheels — the boys getting jealous at della's interactions with the hybe family — a spotlight for our baby — della winning random play dance

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nap time w/ ENHYPEN (hyung line)

pairing: ENHYPEN hyung line x gn!reader (established relationship)

genre: fluff & slice of life // warnings: none // WC:~2.24k

summary: as the title suggests nap time with hyung line! 

note: I hope you enjoy this as & that it reminds you that rest is just as important work.

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Heeseung

Nap time with Heeseung is mix of comfort and chaotic-ness. He loves cuddling with you which is no surprise. Something tells me before you two actually nap, he’s probably on his phone playing a game. Trying his best not to disturb you as you give into your tiredness.

Let’s be honest though, he isn’t the best at being quiet for too long. He’s cheering as he passes this level of the game he’s been grinding on for god knows how long. With that being said though, you’ll pat his chest softly as a reminder that he needs to be more quiet. Muttering a sorry to you and goes back to his game.

Did I mention, he loves having you lay on his chest? It makes him feels all warm and that he can protect you from things. A somewhat foolish belief but it helps him feel better. If there’s one thing he can do for you, it’s making sure you get rest when you need it. Y’all are both hard-workers, so it’s quite easy for you two to get so lost in the zone leaving no time to actually sit down & live life.

Before he joins you in dreamland, he’ll pepper your face with kisses. To the best of his ability, he’ll also try to bring the blanket closer to cover you - wanting to make sure you don’t get to cold. Somehow throughout the nap time, you get off of Heeseung’s chest and end up next to him. But whenever he feels like you’re the tiniest bit too far away from him, he brings you in closer.

In the case that he wakes up before you and realizes that it’s now dinnertime. Instead of waking you up gently, Heeseung decides to jump on the bed and shake you awake. Besides at this point in y’all’s relationship, he knows that you’d sleep through the gentle shaking or nudging. He unfortunately has been left with no choice but to wake you up as a child would. Not going to lie though, he sometimes enjoys it.

When your eyes finally flutter open to be met with Heeseung’s eyes glaring at you, you try not to scream. Lightly hitting him and asking what time it is. Only for you to hear what time it is and hitting again with “Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?? Now I’m not going to sleep tonight”. This always end up with him shrugging and telling you that he did try. Don’t worry, you end up apologizing as always and Heeseung knows you mean well. Sleeping at night with him is just as easy as it for both of you during nap time. Sure it might take a little longer but before you know it, the sun is already starting to rise when you wake up.

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feline bliss (lee minho x gn!reader)

fluff, no warnings, soft sleepy minho, they're in love your honour

an: based on this request !! i hope you'll like this silly little drabble and please remember that feedback and reblogs are highly appreciated🫶🏽

soft sun rays lazily peeking through the curtains woke you up early in the morning. you blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the light, and looked around. minho’s apartment was filled with comfortable silence and you sighed softly, feeling the calmness fill your body. you closed your eyes, relaxing next to minho’s sleeping figure. 

a sudden soft thud made you snap your eyes open and you noticed a little brown feline make its way to your bed. dori jumped onto the sheets and decided to lay down right on your thighs. 

“hi, baby,” you whispered and the cat meowed back, as if trying to say hi, mom. you laughed quietly, but you immediately stopped when you felt minho squirm. you looked at him as he stretched his sleepy body and turned to face you. his puffy eyes looked at you with an unspoken question. 

“did you sleep well?” you broke the silence between him and you. minho only nodded, still not uttering a word. you reached out hesitantly to tuck an unruly strand of hair behind his ear and he immediately leaned into your touch. “you're really cute,” you said, your voice barely above the whisper, and minho scoffed, hiding his face under the covers. 

“am not.” 

dori quietly got up from his spot on your legs and quickly jumped right between you and minho, linking you together. you scratched him behind his ear and his soft purrs felt like medicine to you. 

“minho?” you grabbed the duvet, slowly pulling it off his face. he let out a faint mhm, waiting for your next words and you smiled. “i love you.” 

minho blinked a few times, his mouth opening and closing without making any sound. you took him by surprise and he didn’t really know how to behave, but you didn’t mind, you didn’t expect him to say it back right now. 

a quiet set of meows could be heard from the hall and soon after the two other cats appeared on the bed. they almost seemed jealous of their brother who was all snuggled between his parents, so both soonie and doongie decided it would be a great idea to lay in the gap as well. you giggled at the sight of the cats creating a pile of fluffy fur. you made sure to pet all of them equally but doongie must’ve really disliked that because soon he moved to lay right above your head, trying to steal your attention and making you chuckle.

minho didn’t show it, but inside he was melting seeing you with his baby, seeing his babies all together. this feeling was something new, something making his chest bloom with pride and joy and although it was completely overwhelming, he didn’t complain. he loved seeing you like this, all sleepy, playing with his cats and he loved the fact that you slept in his bed and he loved you, with his whole heart. and he wanted you to know. 

“yn?” you looked up at him with a giddy smile and minho and that sight confirmed his conviction that his next words were true. he hoped you would believe him. “i love you too.”

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why am i crying i hate y'all

Bad Day - Bang Chan Drabble

Summary: Reader has a terrible day; one of those days where everything goes wrong. Luckily, her boyfriend is there to wipe the stress away with some well deserved hugs.

Word Count: 2.2k

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Punch after punch after punch after punch lands on your soul today. Every single time you turned around, another horrible situation would present itself.

You’ve been sick for two and half weeks now. The sore throat would come and go, but you weren’t able to sleep without propping two pillows under your head. This morning when you woke up, your voice was completely gone.

The empty space next to you in bed certainly doesn’t help either. Chan has been gone for a work trip for two weeks now. He wasn’t due home for another two more.

Work has been its own animal to take care of. It was your first job after graduating, so you were at the bottom of the totem pole. Each higher up suddenly felt the need to burden you with any difficult projects they didn’t feel like taking care of themselves.

“I don’t think this is something I was trained on,” you tried to say to one of the more older workers. The huge stack of papers was so heavy in your hands. “These calculations would take me—“

“Just do it, Y/N,” he said before closing the door to the conference room you were standing alone in.

You had just watched that coworker’s boss tell him to do it. But nope, he dumped it on you.

On top of that, you were also tasked with training the new guy even though you’ve only been here for nine months.

And this guy made it his personal mission to make your job even harder. The way he would go from not knowing anything to being a complete know-it-all within two sentences made your blood boil.

But it’s fine. It’s totally fine, you can handle this.

Then, someone ate your lunch out of the fridge even though your name was clearly written on it. Your lunch break was so short that there was no way you could run out to get something else.

It was raining so hard as you jogged to your car through the parking lot. Every spot in the parking garage was taken this morning so you had to use the satellite lot ten minutes away.

Your clothes were drenched by the time you got into your car and slammed the door shut.

Fumbling with the keys, you shoved them into the ignition and started your car. The heat immediately kicked on and you sat there for an extra couple of minutes, warming your frozen fingers in front of the vents.

A book from one of your favorite authors came out today. You were going to pass the store on your way home, why not stop and buy a copy? It certainly would help with the day you were having.

The drive to the store was silent. You didn’t even turn the radio on. If you’re being honest, you didn’t think you could handle sound.

People were everywhere in the bookstore.

You walked in and looked around for the new book. There were signs and posters everywhere that announced the book. Where was it?

“If you’re looking for the new Kingdom book we sold out this morning.” A worker says to you softly.

A small part of you dies.

You politely nod to the worker and leave.

It’s ridiculous how you feel the tears building behind your eyes.

It’s fine. It’s fine. You’re overreacting. It’s totally fine. You’ll just buy a copy on your Kindle. You didn’t even need a physical copy, right?

Your fingers fumble with your keys and you drop onto the ground. They splash right into a puddle.

It’s fine, it’s fine.

Swallowing painfully, you wince at your sore throat and gather your things to get back in the car.

You’ll go home and watch TV.

“It’s Friday,” you whisper to yourself in the car to try and calm down. “It’s treat day, why not stop for a coffee?”

Every Friday you would buy yourself a coffee. ‘Treat Day’ is what you dubbed it as. It slowly became a tradition with you and your friends.

Chan used to always reload your coffee rewards app with his own money without telling you.

A sad smile tugs at your face while you drive to the coffee shop. God, what you wouldn’t give to see him right now.

The tension in your shoulders is so bad you think your shoulders are level with your ears.

After getting your coffee, you drive all the way home to your apartment complex.

Right before you turn into the lot, a car decides to come out of nowhere and cuts you off. You cut the wheel and slam on the brakes to avoid them.

Your coffee launches out of the cup holder and spills all over your lap.

“Fuck!” You curse and try to focus on the road. “Fuck fuck!”

At least it was iced coffee and you’re not burned. Right? Silver lining?

You’re at your limit. Your sanity is teetering.

Parking in your designated spot, you trudge into the large building.

The weight of the day still sits so heavy on your shoulders. Now your lap was soaked with coffee.

A package sits underneath the complex’s mailboxes. It’s ruined and crushed. The ‘FRAGILE’ sticker is gnarled up.

“No,” you sigh and look closer at it.

Yep, it’s yours. The new dishwear set you ordered came in.

When you lift the package you hear all the pieces shift around. It’s just a box of broken ceramic at this point.

Tighter and tighter your throat gets.

Slowly, you trudge up to your floor. Because, of course, the elevator is broken. Of course it is. Why would the elevator work today?

Just as you get your keys out to open your door, your shitty neighbor comes outside.

“Oh god, Y/N, you look horrible.” He says loudly.

You turn and look at him with tears already brimming in your eyes.

No sign of compassion crosses his face, instead, he laughs. He laughs right in your fucking face.

“No wonder I haven’t seen Chan around. He finally came to his senses, eh?”

Your jaw drops open.

“God, pull yourself together.”

Your neighbor picks up his newspaper from the doormat and goes back into his unit without another word.

For a long moment, you just stand there. Your clothes and hair still soaking wet and clinging to your skin, work bag and purse slung over your shoulder, box of broken plates and bowls in your arms.

Inside your body, you felt yourself finally snap. You felt your anger and frustration hit it’s limit.

Your look of surprise quickly morphs into one of seething rage. Lips pulling in a sneer, you rip open your door and stomp inside, slamming it shut behind you.

Dropping everything you own at the door, including the box of glass, you let out a muffled scream.

The box bursts open and glass shards go everywhere. They skitter across the floor and cover the wood in a dangerous mine field.

A moment of silence passes.

You lose it.

You drop to your knees and cradle your face while angry, hot tears stream down your cheeks.

Wails leave your lips as the weight of the day finally takes it’s toll.

On any normal day, you would be able to handle these things individually, but all at once? You just couldn’t deal with it anymore.

“Y/N?!” A voice calls out from the other end of the hallway.

Your head snaps up and you see your boyfriend standing there with a look of horror on his face.

“Chan,” you croak out.

His eyes frantically look around at the scene in front of him. Your disgruntled state surrounded by broken glass.

He’s here? He’s back?

“Y/N, are you okay? What happened? Are you hurt?”

He tries to walk closer but then he realizes he’s also surrounded by broken glass.

“Chan.” Is all your able to say again before the sobs come out even harder. Your entire body wracks with them, chest sputtering as you try to breathe between cries.

His face twists up in anguish.

“S-Stay there! Don’t move, I’m gunna get a dust pan, okay? I’ll be right back, babygirl. Don’t move.”

He continues to say things over and over to you while running to get what he needs.

“I’m here, baby. You’re okay, right? You’re home and safe, Y/N.”

You bury your face in your hands again and continue to cry. His words reach you, but they do nothing to quell the emotions.

Before you could fall further into this headspace, two warm, strong arms wrap around you and pull you into an even warmer body.

“I’m right here, honey, I’m here. You’re okay.” Chan whispers into your hair. He pulls you onto his lap and holds you close.

His comforting scent envelops you everywhere.

Chan rocks back and forth while holding you.

“You’re okay,” he says over and over into your hair. “You’re home now, I’m here, Channie’s here.”

Your face buried into his shoulder, hands gripping his shirt tightly

“What happened, baby?” He asks gently.

You cry harder.

“I’m so sick,” you cry into his shirt. “People keep taking advantage of me at work, I had to park ten minutes away in the rain. Someone ate my lunch. I dropped my keys in a puddle, the new book sold out, I spilled my coffee everywhere. Then fucking 304 across the hall tells me how horrible I look.”

You motion outwards at the glass all over the floor still. “And how do you like our new dishes?”

Even in the middle of a mental breakdown, you still crack a joke.

Saying it all makes you cry even harder. At this point, Chan’s shirt is soaked with your tears.

He continues to hold you as tight as he could. Not once does he tell you to stop crying, instead he carefully scoots and leans against the wall, cradling your body on his lap.

Chan rocks back and forth, pressing kisses into the crown of your hair as you cry your heart out.

His one hand rubs slow circles on your back while the other pets the back of your hair.

Low hums come from his throat. Chan lays his cheek on top of your head and keeps you close to his chest.

“It’s okay, babygirl,” he coos. “You’re home now. You’re with me now.”

“Thank god you’re home,” you hiccup and clutch his shirt closer to you.

“My spidey-senses were tingling,” he jokes in a hushed tone.

You manage to chuckle through your tears.

“My babygirl needed me.”

You’ve always been so happy go lucky, the glass was always half full with you. You always looked on the bright side of everything. If anything bad happened, it always just rolled off your back.

It was one of the main reasons he fell for you.

Chan has never seen you as bad as you were on your knees in the entryway, it shook him to his core.

Another long kiss is pressed to your head.

Slowly, your sobs calm down. Your throat still hoarse and sore from before has only gotten marginally worse.

Sniffling, you sit up away from Chan.

“‘M sorry I got your shirt all gross.”

Chan laughs in spite of everything. Both of his strong hands cup your cheeks for you to look him in the eye.

His chin dips down to your level so he can stare right at you. Those gorgeous brown eyes sparkle at you.

“I’m not upset about my shirt, Y/N,” he says gently. “I’m only worried about my sunshine. It’s not every day you cry, baby.”

“Everything just happened at once.” Chan’s thumbs wipe away the tears on your cheeks. “I tried to keep it together but our neighbor verbally berating me was the straw that broke the camel’s back.”

Chan tuts and brushes your hair behind your ear.

“Let’s throw eggs at his door,” he jokes.

He pulls a laugh from you.

“There’s my favorite smile.” He coos. It makes your smile even brighter. You sniffle again, and look down sheepishly.

Chan lifts your chin up with his thumb and forefinger. “Hey baby,” he grabs your attention. “How about this: you go shower off the day, I’m going to clean all this up and order our favorite takeout for dinner. I even stopped on my way home and got two pints of ice cream before.”

“Mint chocolate chip?” You ask softly.

“Of course I got your nasty toothpaste ice cream.” He pinches your cheek teasingly.

You giggle and lean away from his hand.

“Come on, babygirl.”

Before he does anything else, Chan leans forward and presses a long, warm kiss to your forehead.

Both of your eyes close at the comforting feeling it brings. After he kisses your forehead, Chan leans down and kisses both of your cheeks.

His warm lips then press to your nose and then finally to your lips.

It’s a long, sensual, loving kiss. Both of your mouths slipping over one another in a dance.

You sigh happily into the kiss. Chan’s mouth smiles against your own. It’s contagious, you can’t help but mirror the grin with our own.

In the end, you both look like smiling fools wrapped up in one another’s presence.

Chan scoops you up carefully and stands up from the floor, making sure to avoid any stray shards of glass.

“I’m going to take good care of you, my honey.” He coos and presses another kiss to your forehead. “Your bad day ends here.”

wake up, babes. new stressed dad hongjoong memes just dropped.

damn, my computer programming classes are flashing back to me 🥲

ig ppl have already asked you this! but can you pleasee lemme know how you change the colour of the text in your blog? pls??

i did have a post about this before my account got deleted but guess I’ll have to do another tutorial 🤧🤧 so well i used to do if a different way until i found an easier way which is to use this colored font generator!! you just need to write your text in, and then change the colour to the one you want!! you’ll have to use a image color picker online to get the hexcode of the color so you can paste it in!! but anyway, after using the font generator that i linked, you then have to open the tumblr website and create a new post, then click on the settings gear, and switch view to ‘html’. the font generator will give you a code to copy and paste into this screen. here’s a few pictures to help you out!!