Hiya Everyone! I Have Certain Fics That I Just Keep Coming Back To, And I Want To Acknowledge Them And

Usually I post on Sundays but the couple AUs I’ve been working on aren’t ready yet. In the meantime, you can read this one if you haven’t! Also I’ll post sometime early this week to make up for it! :))

It’s Not Just The Coffee~

ꕥGenre: CoffeeShop!au, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x San

ꕥWord Count: 1.3k

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥTagging: @midzyatiny​

ꕥA/N: For those that don’t know, San has said before that if he wasn’t an idol he would be a barista, so that was my inspo. I wrote this while listening to Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg and I highly recommend listening to it while you read this, if you so desire :))

There was always something about that coffee shop that kept me coming back.

Maybe it was the homey, rustic look of the store or their creamy, rich coffee. Perhaps it was the gentle jazz music in the background or the adorable little plants they had displayed in their windows. Or maybe, just maybe, it was the cute barista that led me to return.

How Have You Bean was not only the cutest name for a coffee shop ever, but the name of this particular coffee shop. The one I happened to stumble upon when I first moved to town two months ago.

It was horribly cold that day. Due to the bitter cold and snow, I ran inside the nearest open building in search of warmth. There were only a few people there, mostly college students quietly discussing their upcoming assignments. I debated on whether or not I should order something. I’d be rude if I simply stayed and didn’t order anything, right? I walked to the counter and saw a male employee with his back facing me.

“Sir? I’d like to order if you don’t mind?”

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Hey quick question what the fuck

210320 music core :: hongjoong

Hongjoong really said pride month 😤🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️

hongjoong’s rainbow hair 🌈 kingdom finale

Ateez As Emotes~

Hongjoong: (¬_¬)

Seonghwa: ಠ_ಠ

Yunho：(˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)

Yeosang: o(∩_∩)o

San：(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

Mingi： ･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･

Wooyoung：ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

Jongho:╭(╯ε╰)╮

So it’s my birthday apparently??

happy birthday bisexuals

i hope that in 2025 u get to take more walks, read more books, connect with more people whom u love and who love u, achieve ur goals (even if ur goals are having no goals and just living in the moment), exercise fun hobbies, move from a place of self-direction, and weave together a beguiling assortment of beautiful little moments. remember that no feeling lasts forever. love u

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I’m posting my Mingi fic (which is gonna be hella fluff for his return) by the end of today and then in a day or so I’m going to post a supernatural imagine with Jongho! I’ve never written supernatural stuff before so hopefully it’s good! I don’t wanna give away too much so that’s all I’ll say about it 😂😅

A Song For You~

ꕥPosted: 12/31/20

ꕥGenre: New Years, Fluff

ꕥPairing: FemReader! x Hongjoong

ꕥWord Count: <500

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I know this one is a bit short but I still really like it. Please note that the lyrics included in this fic are not my own. I used lyrics from the song ilym by John K which I highly recommend everyone to listen to. Happy New Year :)))

Hongjoong pulled me by the hand into his studio, acting suspiciously giddy.

“This is an early New Years present.” He smiled wide, perfect eyes forming crescents, “I really hope you like it.”

“People don’t give each other presents for New Years, silly.”

“Okay but I do.”

He sat me down in a chair across from his piano and squatted down beside me.

“I wrote this song for you. I put a lot of thought into in and it took a lot of time but I think I finally got it right.” Hongjoong’s eyes began to water, “Before I met you, I wasn’t sure about a lot of things, but as soon as I saw you I fell instantly. I’ve always been sure about you. I love your little mannerisms, the way your voice changes and eyes sparkle when you’re excited, the way you treat everyone with kindness. I love your hip dips and sporadic freckles.”

A tear ran down his cheek and he wiped it away as I cupped his face. I asked him not to cry, feeling like I was going to cry, myself.

“I love all of you so, so much. This is for you, sweetheart.” Hongjoong gave me a quick kiss before got walking to his piano, sitting down and taking a deep breathe, and placing his fingers on the keys.

He looked at me and smiled before I heard his melodic voice ring out.

“I miss you already

And you’re not even gone

I wanna call you

We just hung up the phone”

My hands rose to my face, wiping the tears I could feel beginning to spill out. He wasn’t usually this emotional during holidays and I couldn’t help but wonder what had gotten into him.

“I love you more than the bad days ahead

Oh I love you more

There will be times when your heart will forget

But I’ll say it over and over again

So you’ll know for sure

Darling I love you more”

After a moment or two, the song ended and Hongjoong walked back to me, reaching out to wipe a tear from my face.

“What did you think?” His eyes were hopeful.

I threw my arms around him, pulling him close, “I loved it.”

“I know this year hasn’t been great, but I’m so thankful you’re by my side.”

My boyfriend kneeled on the ground in front of me, pulling out a small box from his pants pocket.

“My love, I have never felt more alive than when I’m with you. You bring out the best of me and I love who I am when I’m with you. I have no doubt in my mind, you are my soulmate. So...”

“Will you spend the rest of your life with me, my love?”

I couldn’t form words, the happiness I felt bubbling within me feeling too overwhelming. So instead, I kissed him. It was sloppy, tears running down both of our faces as we pressed as close to each other as we could get.

He laughed into the kiss, “Is that a yes?”

I nodded my head, “Yes. Absolutely yes.”

“Do you wanna see your ring?”

“Oh my god I get a ring, too!”

“Did you forget?”

“I mean,” I giggled in embarrassment, “a little.”

He opened the box to reveal a beautiful, simple ring. He’d heard me rant enough about how too much importance was placed on the price of a ring to know that I preferred simple ones. I’d probably said a thousand times that if someone was truly in love, they’d be perfectly fine with twine as a ring.

“It’s beautiful, Hongjoong.”

Hongjoong ran his hands through my hair, “You’re beautiful. Happy New Year, my love.”

“Happy New Year.”