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♡My Sun & My Moon - C. Jongho♡

“At night, when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself talking to the moon trying to get to you, in hopes you’re on the other side, talking to me too or am I a fool, who sits alone, talking to the moon?” ~ Bruno Mars - Talking To The Moon

Credits to » @tinkerbellwoo for the photos!

Genre » Angst

AU » Idol

Pairing » Jongho x GN!Reader

Warning(s) » None

Word count » 1156

Happily ever afters don’t seem to exist for the idols in this industry. Jongho’s young age doesn’t make a difference when he’s thinking about dating– no matter how old or young you are, love seems to be blocked by the fame every group strives for. Even without rules about relationships, it’s made nearly impossible to date anyone. But somehow, he manages to find someone that loves him the way he has been longing for.

“Ohmygod, I’m sorry!” You apologized over and over again, smoothing out the coat he wore when you bumped into him.

He smiled empathetically, chuckled the tiniest bit, “It’s all good. No need to worry…I liked your performance today.”

His compliment caught you off guard, “Oh umm–thanks? I love your performance, it’s nice!”

“Just nice?” He teased.

You blushed, “It was amazing! You’re truly an amazing vocalist, I could only dream of becoming as amazing as you.”

“That can be arranged.”

From that moment and forward, a relationship began to blossom from the planted seed of desire in the dirt that’s fertilized by loneliness and lust for even the smallest bit of affection. Jongho would pray to whoever heard him–he prayed for the blooming flower to open up with all the petals to represent each beautiful memory that will be shared together.

You are his sun that came to night up his nocturnal being. Everywhere you went, the light radiating off your body spreads all around and brightens the day of everyone and everything you meet. Your eye smiles are like a thousand rays of suns and his life has never been the same since. His sun sets and rises around you.

He watches your face sparkle on the big screen and he can’t help himself to lean over to watch you happily clap your hands together on the small monitor nearest to him. The gummy smile plays on his lips as you rap along with the too-fast-paced lyrics, your cheeks flush out of embarrassment noticing that everyone caught your adorable fail on their screens. Once the camera goes away, you turn back to look at Jongho who simply laughs at you and sends you a smile that tells all.  

“Yah! You can’t stare at them, there’s cameras everywhere.” Seonghwa snaps him back into the reality of being an idol, Jongho apologizes and looks at the stage instead of catching himself staring at you.

He can’t even glance at you without causing something. Jongho is sure that people already took notice at his gawking but he can’t help it. The way your hair laid beautifully on your head, the batting motion of your eyelashes, your lips that spread flowers over his when in private, and the figure hugging attire you have on sends him into a frenzy. And your eyes, they–

“Dude, seriously? You need to stop looking over there right now!” Yunho harshly whispers in his ear, warning him once again of the fans surrounding them.

“Sorry.”

“Start acting like it.”

He’s frustrated watching you sway to the music–it’s not just the act alone but it’s the fact that he can’t hold you from behind and rest his chin on your shoulder and sway along with you. His eyes burn hearing the soft love song play in the background and seeing you dance alone. He can’t act out, especially here.

His love-hate relationship with award shows is truly something that bores him. He loves seeing his fans and the rush of performing but, ever since he met you he dreads award shows. His fans are respectful and don’t crowd the boys, but he feels so suffocated by the flashes of the long lenses and the need to act proper.

Don’t do this, don’t do that, don’t talk to this person, be careful of this, don’t you dare, ask before you do it, stop being so this or that;

And the list continues.

The invisible hands grip at his throat constantly. He has all the room to breathe, yet has no air to breathe through his lungs. The floor is made out of eggshells painted in the finest gold; he has to walk with such delicacy that he holds his breath the entire time.

Everytime he sees a camera flash in his face, he can see the headlines and the rumors and the flood of hate comments towards you. He has no problem dealing with the hatred but if it’s aimed at you, might as well rip his heart out because that feeling will hurt less than seeing your bright heart turn dull at the words of faceless strangers. The envious comments flooding your social media is something he can’t help but imagine as he notices more cameras shift over to you. The fingers on the lenses twirl around to focus on your face, and you feel every burn.

The show is coming to an end and you’re ready to go back to the dressing rooms and away from the lenses. Your pace quickens once you’re safe from the audience’s view. Your members attempt to keep up with you. Just as you’re about to reach the hallway of the room, a familiar hand wraps itself around your wrist and tugs you back,

“Y/N wait, let me–”

“I don’t want to be seen with you Jongho.” Your words slice through the first layer of his chest.

Hurt and confused, he asks you to explain further, “w-what? Why?”

“It’s all over Twitter.”

“What is?”

“Just, stop, okay? I can’t go through this stupid scandal and jeopardize my members’ careers. I really really like you but…we were going to be temporary, my company wants us to be forever. I’m not letting someone like you in my life.”

You walk down the hall, the second layer is cut through.

You slam the door and the noise resonates through the vacant space, the third layer is cut through.

Checking Twitter and seeing the hate you are receiving from “fans” cuts through the final layer and pierces his heart.

He walks solemnly into the car, observing the chattering but tired members. Sitting quietly, he peers out the window and looks up at the moon.

Jongho remembers looking at the moon when he felt the most lonely, it was always there for him. The moon understood him and filled the darkness with a beam of light. When he met you, it’s like he cheated on the moon with the sun. You eclipsed the moon from his life permanently. Who needs the darkness when the light is what keeps you warm?

But the moon still remains high in the sky for him to adore. He now sits on the ledge of the window, letting the darkness engulf his life once more.

His heart aches and his eyes burn but knowing you live under the same moon makes him embrace his nocturnal life once again. No matter what, you’ll always be there.

The moon can’t outshine the sun forever.

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“Anxiety happens when you think you have to figure out everything all at once. Breathe. You’re strong. You’ve got this. Take it day by day.”

— Karen Salmansohn.

*Chan talking to Changbin whilst Lee Know is listening to music*

Chan: Lee Know is so cute

Changbin: Until he threatens to put Hyunjin in the air fryer...

Chan: But look at him, so cute, he's a little baby

*Minho turns off his music, gives Chan a death glare*

Minho: Call me little baby one more time, you'll go into the air fryer next, old man

jimin in jungkook’s gcfs: tokyo + saipan

[Caught] Park Seonghwa x Reader

Seonghwa threw his phone down next to him with an annoyed huff. He hadn’t been in the best of moods these days and it was because he hasn’t seen or felt you in what felt like forever.

He didn’t really blame you. He knew that you were really worried about the time zones and it being super late where he was whereas it was only lunchtime for you. He hardly got any sleep either way, but he’d rather spend the time talking to you than just laying there.

And to add to his list of struggles, he was incredibly sexually frustrated. He really wanted you to come, obviously not just for that reason, but you ended up not being able to at the last minute.

Having you with him would make everything so much easier. He would be able to sleep comfortably with you in his arms. He would have you encourage him when he feels off. He would have you at times like this… where his cock was so hard it physically hurt because he hadn’t done anything about it because he just wanted it to be you who took care of it for him.

He grabbed his phone and scrolled up to where you sent him pictures of the things you did throughout the days. His lip was between his teeth as he looked at the pictures you sent him before you went to sleep that previous night.

You had a pair of his boxers on with his favorite hoodie that he left for you that smelt like him and his cologne.

Suddenly, Seonghwa couldn’t take it anymore. His breath was heavy as he slipped his pajama pants off. He tossed the phone to the side, unaware that he accidentally pressed the button to the voice recording app.

Instead, he imagined the night before he left for tour. The two of you stayed up all night probably being way too loud considering the other members were trying to sleep before a long flight.

Instead, he imagined the night before he left for tour. The two of you stayed up all night probably being way too loud considering the other members were trying to sleep before a long flight.

Your moans echoed in his head as he sloppily thrust into his hand. Deep groans and moans filled the hotel room along with desperate moans of your name.

Seonghwa's mind was so clouded with thoughts of you he didn’t even hear the ding of his phone as the voice recording was sent to you.

Back in Korea, you were basically in the same boat. You’ve never been so horny in your entire life. It’s been two months since Seonghwa touched you… since you’ve heard his moans… since you’ve cum. If you were to get any type of stimulation at this point, you’d probably cum immediately.

Your thoughts were interrupted as you got a message from Seonghwa. You huffed slightly because you knew it was well past midnight and he had to be up really early but you opened it anyway.

Your eyes widened as you heard a deep moan come from your phone. You immediately stopped the recording and pressed the FaceTime button.

You gave him no time to answer before you slipped your hand in your pants. It took Seonghwa way too long to answer but when he did his face was red as he just stared at the phone, “Y-Yeah?”

“S-Seonghwa! Shut up- don’t pretend. Please just let me see.” Seonghwa was confused about how you knew what he was doing but he didn’t hesitate as he flipped the camera.

You groaned as Seonghwa’s thick red cock appeared on the screen. You let out a loud moan as your hand began to stroke your sensitive spot, already beyond sensitive. Your hand was hardly holding onto the phone and it was only showing the ceiling, “Y/n, darling. L-Let me see your face. Haven’t seen you in so long.”

Your eyes are glossy and your eyebrows are furrowed as you angle the phone back to show your already fucked out expression. Seonghwa lets out a long-drawn-out moan, “F-Fuck! You’re so p-pretty-”

“H-Hwa! Haven’t t-touched myself in such a long time! Fuckfuck!” Your back was already arching and your legs were shaking pathetically.

“S’Okay. Neither have I… been waiting for you. Can't wait to see you again darling. M-Miss you so much.” His hand moved swiftly up and down his cock in fast movements.

“C-Can’t wait for you to f-fuck me. Can’t wait to f-feel you inside of me again.” You let out a choked sob as you were on the verge of cumming, “Hwa- Please. Please-”

Seonghwa felt his cock twitch in his hand from your soft pleads. Go ahead and cum for me, darling. Go ahead and let go.” He knew you were trying to wait for him. He himself could hardly wait. Precum was constantly leaking and he was letting out guttural groans as his eyes were glued to your fucked out face.

You threw your head back and let out a series of drawn out moans while mumbling that you were cumming to Seonghwa, “C-Cumming- Cumming! I-I’m cumming. Seonghwaseonghwaseonghwa!”

The combination of your pretty face along with your pretty moans was too much for Seonghwa to handle. You forced your eyes to open as Seonghwa stated he was cumming, so you could see spurts of cum landing on his hand, stomach, and thighs. You listened to Seonghwa’s deep moans with shaky breaths as he came down from his high.

The two of you stayed like that for a minute before Seonghwa spoke up, “Darling… how did you know what I was doing?”

You stared at the screen with a confused expression, “Isn’t that why you sent that voice memo?”

Hoshi: Wonu, when with Junhui, are you the big spoon or little spoon?

Wonwoo: I'm always a knife.

Jun: No. He's the chopsticks.

Woozi: the fuck is that supposed to mean.

Take this into 2021 and beyond 🙏🏼

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