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sports & specialities - lee jeno

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Lee Jeno was the basketball god of your grade

Everyone knew he was going places after he would finish school

All the teachers in the physical education faculty adored his hard work and determination as well as his charming personality

As the new school year rolled by, it was time for your grade to choose electives for the year

These subjects weren’t meant to be taken as seriously as mathematics or English, supposedly, but each student took long considerations before choosing their subjects

Jeno obviously chose an extension of sport and lifestyle as his main priority

But he also disregarded all the other subjects, only selecting the ones that revolved around the physical education faculty

This is where the story really starts

On the first day of school

Jeno waltzed into his first class, which was located in one of the health rooms

He smiled brightly at the teacher whom he was already familiar with, turning himself to the class, he only saw a total of 12 people, including you

His smile turned into a more dazed look

“am I in the right class?” he asked his teacher

“yes, you’re on the roll, this is community and family studies! Or CAFS for short!” the teacher cheered at him

jeno’s eyes almost burst out of their sockets

“this has to be a mistake, I chose sports and lifestyle extension!” he exclaimed, internally groaning

“oh, I will have to check with the other teachers, but for now, please take a seat, you are still required to be in a class” the teacher looked at him solemnly, extending his arm to the seat next to you

jeno huffed in frustration, quickly shuffling to his seat

you looked at him with a face of annoyance

you couldn’t believe he was being so petty about a damn elective

there was always time to appeal for a change but you guess he wasn’t fully understanding that

he roughly plumped his stuff on your desk, the corner of his folder hitting your arm

“Sorry” he mumbled, not looking at you, taking out his pen and twiddling with it

“apology unaccepted” you mumble back, not expecting him to hear

“excuse you?” he finally looked at you, this time with a confused look

“I understand you’re pissed about being put into this class, but honestly, give it a chance it’s not as bad as you think it’ll be” you tried to reason with him in hopes he’d stop being so petty

“I’m not mad I got this subject, I just understand everything in sports and lifestyle, I feel like I have to start entirely fresh here” he explained, you were not expecting that answer

“well everyone in this class is here for the first time, so you’ll keep up with us, okay?” you gave him a small smile before turning to the teacher

 jeno glanced at you, the ends of his mouth rose up 

 how did you cheer him up in like 10 seconds honestly? 

 that recess break, jeno went to talk to the head teacher and asked to switch classes

 bad news tho, sorta 

 the class he wants to be in is currently full, so he got put on a waiting list which means, he has to stay in community and family studies 

 the reason he was put there in the first place was because it falls under the health component, in which he selected at the beginning

 he felt like an idiot for not properly filling the form 

 So the next lesson he had of CAFS, he had researched some content that was in the syllabus and felt somehow confident

 he slumped in his seat next to you and smiled brightly, showcasing his trademarked eye smile 

 “oh I see someone’s happy today” you joked

 “just excited for class I guess” he smirked you rolled your eyes before letting out a giggle, then began to take notes that were on the board

 you could see throughout the lesson that jeno kept scratching the back of his neck, paired with a puzzled look on his face 

 “um are you okay?” you whispered to him he shook his head softly 

 you felt bad for him 

 he really was trying his hardest

 you push you book closer to his, shuffling your chair to go through the different concepts of the topic 

 by the end of class, jeno was mostly caught up with what had been taught so far but was still a lil lost 

 “hey, y/n, can we go to the library this lunch break? I still need you to explain this part to me” he asked as you were about to leave class 

 you swung your bag over your shoulder and gave him a smile 

 he was actually really cute 

 you nodded to his request as you both walked to the library on the way, jeno saw his friends

 they waved at him to come to them, but then stopped as they saw you walking with him 

 the look on their faces were priceless 

 they all gave him smirks before dispersing to their own table

jeno opened the door to the library for you, making you blush a bit

 he led you to a table and you both got to work

 this went on for a few weeks 

 you’d meet up every second day at lunch to go over the content together 

 sometimes he’d explain stuff to you and vice versa - aside from school work, you and jeno became closer

 you had small inside jokes about the people in your class and even your teacher 

 you both made friends with the librarian due to the amount of time you spent in there 

 you often caught jeno looking at you while you were trying to explain something to him

 but as soon as your eyes met, he’d turn his head away and stare down at the paper in front of him, which made you chuckle slightly

  he often sat close to you, not that you minded 

  he also brushed his hand by yours when he was getting papers or a pencil which made the both of you blush 

  you couldn’t get enough of his eye smile seriously 

  it never failed to make your day - anyways - one day, you were having a pretty shitty day

  and didn’t really feel like having your usual library session with jeno

  but you were also preoccupied with work from other subjects and forgot to tell him that you wanted to reschedule 

  so poor jeno 

  shows up to the library alone

  and waits for you 

 but you never show up 

  after school, he messages you 

  “did I do something y/n? why didn’t you come to the library?”

  you almost face palmed yourself 

  “oh my gosh, I completely forgot, I was just having a bad day and had other work to finish, im so sorry” 

  he couldn’t help but feel bad he wasn’t able to help you through your day 

  “do you want to talk about it?” 

  “yeah that’d be nice, there’s just a lot to say”

  “it’s ok! Meet me at the park in 10 mins” 

  you smiled widely, almost feeling instantly better that he actually wanted to listen to you

  you saw jeno sitting at a bench at the park 

  you took a seat next to him, placing your hands in your lap

  he looked at you with the softest smile you had ever seen  

 “tell me about your day, don’t leave out any details” 

  you sighed gently before releasing the biggest groan you had ever let out in your life, even he was shocked

  you began ranting away, talking about how your first period teacher kept calling on you for no reason and how you spilt milk on your new school shoes and also how some dude pushed you at the train station on the way to school

  while you were venting your head off 

 jeno was just staring 

  admiring your passion in a way 

  he interrupted “I’m sorry but I need to say that you’re really cute when you’re ranting”

  he widened his eyes, not fully processing what he said 

  you stopped talking, whipping your head to look him in the eye cause damn wtf was that

  “you think I’m cute?” 

  “always have” goddammit jeno 

  you blushed so hard lmao

  like even your hoodie couldn’t hide it 

  you took this opportunity to make a move on him 

  you took his hands in yours and slid yourself over so your shoulders were touching and there was no space between you

  “I’ve always thought you were pretty cute too” you said, playing with his fingers gently 

  he felt all fluffy inside 

  not knowing what to say 

  you liked making him flustered so you decide to take it up a notch and place a small peck on his cheek 

 you could literally feel the heat radiating off his face

 your faces were close together as he had turned to you 

 “I’m glad I got put into your class” he whispered softly 

 your hands still tangled together and you were now staring into his eyes 

 “maybe sports aren’t your only specialty” you giggled at your comment, causing him to laugh along

 NOW he took you by surprise by placing a quick peck on your nose

 Gosh y’all were too awkward 

 But y’all cute too 

 So yeah idk how to end this 

 I might make a part 2 but it’d be like a bf jeno one 

 Anyways im done so bye

i just realized i rarely ever make myself anonymous when i submit an ask... is that bad T__T

#this was so cute #i need an ending t_t

IT’S YOU.

the one where you always confessed to sunghoon while sunghoon always regarded it as nothing of importance. that is until someone else confesses to you and all of the sudden, sunghoon doesn’t look as indifferent as he used to be.

━ (enhypen) park sunghoon x reader ━ 2.8k words. ━ pg-15 ━ fluff | light angst | implied friends to lovers au | slight doctors au | pining au | inspired from ‘hospital playlist’ + ‘a love so beautiful’ ! | ft. jay ━ warning/s: swearing

“I like you.”

The first time you told him that, both of you were walking home from school, sharing an umbrella as the rain poured and he held it high above you, making sure that the two of you weren’t going to get wet. You expected that after your abrupt confession, Sunghoon would immediately stop and glare at you, tell you that he didn’t like you back and that he was annoyed the you had to burden him by telling him your feelings—or perhaps if it was your lucky day, he would suddenly and miraculously claim that he felt the same and the two of you would live happily ever after.

But the thing was though, he didn’t do any of those two scenarios. Instead, he simply rolled his eyes and brought an arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer to his side so that the umbrella would cover you both more efficiently, the chance of droplets pouring on your shoulders slimming. “Of course, you do,” he replied, a playful grin appearing on his mouth afterwards. “Who wouldn’t like me?”

And at that moment, you just knew he didn’t believe you, didn’t take your words to heart, or didn’t want to acknowledge them seriously like you hoped, so you being the coward you were who was also definitely afraid of rejection—you just laughed it off, tucking your hands on the pockets of your hoodie as the both of you continued to walk to the bus stop, never bringing up that topic again for the next months to come.

You did a great job for the most part. You even had a fling with this one guy over the summer before your senior year in high school, even though it still did end up unsuccessful given the said guy’s unwillingness to commit in a legitimate relationship. Looking back at it now, you couldn’t blame him—you two were both too young to deal with matters like that anyways, that calling it quits in the end didn’t hurt as much as you reckoned it would.

You and Sunghoon, on the other hand, remained within each other’s vicinity. He was still the friend you forced yourself not to like again and you were still the friend he only saw platonically.

However, when college came and you and Sunghoon continued to study at the same university, even taking the same program since you also conveniently (sarcasm intended) had the same aspirations to be part of the medical field, you found yourself harboring those feelings still after the years that passed by after the first confession in the rain.

You pretty much continued to be close friends, both part of the friend group that you hung around with whenever you had vacant periods together, so you considered it as inevitable to lose your affection for Sunghoon. That didn’t mean you didn’t try, of course, but no matter what you did, it just didn’t seem to fade away.

“I still like you, you know.”

Sunghoon stopped pouring you another glass of alcohol, a smirk conquering his features before he rolled his eyes and carried on from where he left off.

You frowned at his response, shoving him on the arm that caused him to look incredulously at you for it almost made him drop the bottle of Soju while he poured himself a glass as well.

“Didn’t you hear what I said?” you asked.

He gazed at you. “I heard it just fine.”

“Then why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Do I have to say anything?”

“Yeah.”

“What do you want me to say?” He finished pouring and drank from his glass in one go. “Do you want me to thank you for remaining loyal to me?”

“No.”

“Then what?” He snorted. “Do you want me to tell you that I like you back?”

You slightly glowered at him, grumbling. “You can really be the biggest jerk out there sometimes, Hoon.”

“I know.” Sunghoon sighed, a hint of amusement on his expression. “That’s why it would be great if you just move on. I’m not someone you should be liking. Plus, we’re better off just like this.”

Your bottom lip protruded in a pout; you were obviously already drunk, having just shared a few glasses of beer and now a stronger type of alcohol with not only Sunghoon, but some friends too who already left (hence why it was only you and him who were left alone in the place); you two were only trying to finish the few meat left on the grill and then you can decide to head home too.

Though of course, before doing that, it seemed that your dumbass still had to confess for the second time in no less than a span of five years just to get once again rejected.

“Hurry eating,” he added as he chewed on the last piece of pork. “I still have to walk you back to the dorm.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” You scoffed, earning another look of amusement from the guy sitting opposite of you. “I don’t even know why you still insist on walking me back to the dorm. It’s things like this that really make it difficult for me to move on really.”

“You should guard your heart better then. Don’t be too fragile around every other guy’s nice action.”

“Wah—you really are an asshole.”

Sunghoon snickered. “Should we just not be friends for you to stop falling for me, hm?” he had the nerve to tease.

“Should we?” you fired back with a mocking drunk tone.

He scoffed. “That would be too cruel on my part, don’t you think?”

“Hey, I’m not the one who offered.”

“It was a hypothetical question.”

“Well, I doubt this friendship of ours is important to you as it is to me for it not to be legit.”

“Ah, there you are again with your dumb assumptions.” He clicked his tongue in disapproval. “You don’t have the power to read my mind just yet, ____.”

“Imagine if I did though. Would save me a lot of overthinking and frustration.”

Instead of firing back another comment, he only huffed. “Hurry eating,” he repeated too. “You might get locked out of your dormitory again and—”

“Then I’ll have to sleep in your apartment and hog your bed, I know.” You picked up all the remaining pork from the grill and shoved them all inside your mouth.

Despite your compliance to his demand by the conclusion of that conversation, you still found yourself going to Sunghoon’s apartment later on as you indeed got locked out of your dormitory.

He lent you an old shirt you could remember being worn by him when you were both in high school, along with old basketball shorts that no longer fit him but fortunately still managed to fit you. Arriving there, he insisted—like expected from a gentleman like him as well—to sleep on the couch while you settle for his bed, a notion you also expectedly complained from but he has always been good at having things his way anyways that you soon didn’t bother to waste your breath arguing with him.

That night, you really told yourself that you will seriously start moving on from your affection for Sunghoon. It was the last straw, you told your stupid heart, and you finally saw the true hopelessness of your one-sided love for the man and the reality of that probably never going to change. Just from his actions earlier that evening, you were positive that a good old friend is what you’ll only be for him and nothing else—so what else was there to do to just live up to the role for the sake of not getting hurt ever again?

For the following years once more, from attending medical school up to starting in your residencies in your respective chosen specialties (in the same freaking hospital too, thanks to your rotten luck), you did a superb attempt in pushing all those romantic feelings away. Of course, from time to time, there were those annoying slip ups wherein you couldn’t help bringing a little malice with your time spent with Sunghoon, but nonetheless, you always managed to bring yourself to the right track every time afterwards, reminding yourself that it was pointless and being friends was the best option indeed.

“I like you.”

You couldn’t help but widen your eyes, the sip you were about to take for the iced coffee you were given being halted.

Jay self consciously put both of his hands inside the pockets of his white coat. “Uh, you don’t… you don’t really need to say anything back with what I just said. I just wanted to let you know.”

“You—” you pointed at Jay, also known as one of the most visually pleasing residents in your department— “you… you like, like, uh, me?” You pointed at yourself.

He nodded.

“Are you sure?”

He laughed, nodding again with more vigor. “I’m sure, ____.”

“Huh.” You huffed, blinking and continuing on doing that sip you postponed earlier. “Do you mean that as kind of like a ‘I’m a nice colleague’ to you kind of way or—”

“It’s more like a ‘I want to date you’ kind of way, honestly.”

“Oh.”

“Yep.”

“For real?”

Jay grinned at your disbelief and denial, your whole expression looking cute in his perception. “For real.”

“Wow.” You let out a breath, not being able to stop yourself from laughing. “That’s… I honestly—I really don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” he assured you again with a playful light shove on your shoulder from where he was sitting next to you. “Like I said, I just wanted to let you know.”

“Okay.” You returned the gesture, inhaling and calming yourself down, as if you were the one who confessed between the both of you. “But thank you, I guess. I don’t know what made you see me in that kind of light but I appreciate it.”

“Then should I enumerate all the things I like about you or would that make you uncomfortable?” He was teasing.

“Save it for another date, please.” You played along, cheeks burning and chest thumping hard.

You were paged to the Emergency Department a second after you uttered that sentence, Jay encouraging you to leave quickly and saying that you didn’t need to act differently towards him from now on or feel pressured to feel a certain way because of his confession. And so before you sprinted to the direction of where you were needed, you told him your apologies for having to leave abruptly and your thanks too for his understanding—both for the current situation and his implied unrequited feelings, waving and smiling in the kindest manner possible.

When you reached the elevators, your expression completely changed, what just commenced finally sinking in and the fact that when you hurriedly stepped inside the enclosed space, you blatantly didn’t notice Sunghoon already standing there, causing a sensation of strange guilt to wash over you as well.

“Where to?” he asked the second you were settled inside, and you glanced at him in mock nonchalance.

“ER.”

He pressed the designated floor button for it.

Silence. Just the sound of machines whirring and the soft ting! the elevator would make in the instances it stopped on a level until you noticed Sunghoon staring at you through the reflection of the metal doors, eventually turning his head sideways to set his eyes on your features properly as you tucked some strands of hair away from your face.

“Have you had dinner yet?” he questioned out of the blue.

You glanced at him again, your mind flying elsewhere. “Hm?”

“Dinner,” he repeated. “I was going to ask if you wanted to eat with me at the canteen later after your errand.”

“Ah.” You tried to act nonchalant again even though you still seemed out of breath as you answered. “Yeah, okay. Sounds good.”

“Great.” The doors opened, this time to where Sunghoon was supposed to go. “Call me when you’re hungry.”

You nodded, watching him coolly leave the elevator. “Sure,” you muttered.

You thought it was extremely ridiculous of you to be the person to feel strange around Sunghoon just because another guy professed their feelings for you. It wasn’t like you were cheating on the former for you to be wary, and it’s not like he cared too much about whether you were being pursued by someone else either. This wasn’t exactly the first time a guy tried to date you with Sunghoon’s knowledge, so you didn’t get why your brain had to go haywire for a quick second upon seeing the one man you never got over from minutes away from the moment Jay confessed.

Whatever the reason was, it persisted until the impromptu dinner plans with Sunghoon at the hospital cafeteria about two hours later.

You couldn’t bring yourself to act like your usual self around him. You might have reverted back to your high school self instead; the person who was far too shy and maybe unsure about her life choices to be able to act like the average human being. You made lame attempts of small talk (all done without the effort of maintaining eye contact) and did your best to not make it look like you just committed a big crime no one was supposed to know.

From the manner in which Sunghoon continued to stare at you across the table, taking slow bites of his meal, you figured he might be noticing your awkward movements regardless of your efforts.

You just didn’t expect him to utter his next lines to you after he drank from his water bottle.

“Did Jay already tell you that he likes you?”

You practically choked on the bite you were just about to swallow.

Sunghoon raised his eyebrows, your shock evidently sending him the message that Jay indeed has.

“How did you know that?” you exclaimed.

“He asked me before doing it.”

“He asked you?” You reiterated. “Why?”

“It’s not a secret how we’ve been friends since high school, ____.” He snorted. “He wanted to know what your reaction might be if he did confess.”

Heat started to crawl from your neck upwards little by little. “And what did you say?”

“I told him he could have a go with it. That you weren’t the type to avoid someone too if you didn’t feel the same.” He shrugged, gazing at you closely now with half of his body leaning forward. “So, he did confess, huh?”

You frowned and placed your chopsticks down on the tray. “Yeah.”

“Damn. How did he take the rejection?”

“What?” You snapped your attention back to his face.

“When you rejected him. How did he take it?”

“I didn’t reject him.”

Sunghoon blinked at you. “What?” He appeared to be the surprised one all of the sudden.

“I…” you trailed as you weirdly looked at him, “I didn’t reject him. Did he tell you that I did?”

“No. I just assumed you did.”

“How come?”

“You never entertained anyone before, that’s why.” He scoffed in a knowing manner, back being leaned on the chair he was sitting on rather stiffly. “You’re actually thinking of dating Jay?”

You squinted at him. “Shouldn’t I? He’s a nice catch.”

“Is that all?”

“No.”

“What else then?”

“He’s—”

“Do you like him?” The canteen abruptly felt like an interrogation room.

You too leaned back on your chair at the tensed air surrounding you two. “What kind of question is that?”

“A normal one. It’s just a yes or no question, ____.”

“I could like him.”

“That’s more like a maybe.”

“Does it matter?” You retorted.

Sunghoon should have answered in the common fast speed he usually did—but at this instance, he actually hesitated and seemed like he even buckled, rendering him practically speechless.

Before he could have the chance to say what was on his mind about the subject of your discussion, his phone rang and he quickly took it out of his pocket, answering the call made by one of the nurses in his department telling him to kindly check on a patient that was currently complaining about a pain felt near their recent surgical site.

“Go,” you urged him as you returned to your meal. “I’ll take your tray with me when I’m done.”

He ended the call and stood up. “You’re on night shift, right?”

You nodded mindlessly despite the inquiry being another odd one from him.

“Me too,” he said.

“Noted.”

“I’m going to go now.”

“Okay.”

You met his gaze and Sunghoon frankly looked constipated; your chest in the meanwhile was once more acting up at the explanation your mind was giving you in regards to what reaction he was showing at this moment. Nevertheless, you were gathering all of your energy in acting like you truly didn’t care.

“Go ahead, Sunghoon,” you told him when he still refused to move.

He grumbled under his breath and picked up his water bottle from the table, leaving you without a last glance yet with the impression that you were supposed to finally read his mind this time around but failed.

For the first time ever, it seemed like he was the one who left looking like he was affected because of you more than you were because of him.

note. sorry for the cliffhanger ending hehe,, i still don’t know whether i should continue it or not so i just wanted to leave it like this for a while until i think of writing the continuation :>

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[19:35] “You know,” Jisung spoke all of a sudden, causing your head to shot up from the book you were reading. Your boyfriend sat beside you on the couch, putting his bowl of ramen down on the coffee table to cool off for a bit before leaning his body sideways against the cushions to face you. His hands overlapping the other, swinging his arm over the couch and laying his face on his hands, squishing his cheek cutely against his knuckles. 

You hummed in response, giving him a soft smile as you took a moment to admire how cozy your boyfriend looked in front of you. “Yes?” you squeaked, your voice slightly hoarse from the lack of talking that day. “I’m seriously-” he closed his mouth for a moment, hesitating on his words as a bashful smile stretched across his lips, his cheeks flushing pink. “I’m seriously head over heels in love with you,” he confessed, turning his head so that he could hide his face in the cushions to prevent you from seeing his face from flushing a deep red.

“Oh.” You couldn’t help but feel your heart stop for a brief moment at his words. Biting your lip as you tried to find the right words to say to your boyfriend, chuckling lightly as you squeezed the hardcover of the book in an attempt to calm your heart down. “You better be,” you joked, trying to put some light hearting humor in the atmosphere as you leaned the side of your head against the cushion, noticing how his ears had grown pink at the tips.

“I really am!”  

Your boyfriend’s head shot up in an instant, scooting over to you so quick, you jumped in surprise you almost thought you were going to have a whiplash. He scooted over to you and grabbed your hand tightly in his, squeezing it gingerly as he intertwined his fingers with yours lovingly. “I really really am. Like,” he licked his lips as if to keep his heart from exploding right in front of you. “When we’re on the phone, I try so hard to be funny just so I can hear you laugh.”

You swore you never saw Jisung’s cheeks as red as they were now, (Maybe back when he first asked you out and back when you had your first date, but that was nearly a year ago) you were quite surprised with how bold he was being despite how his face was burning red with every word that spills from his mouth. 

“I really love hearing you laugh. I love it so much,” he bit his lip, running his thumb over your knuckles and pulling your hands to nuzzle his cheeks against your skin. “Even if it’s like a little giggle or a small chuckle. Even if it’s not all the way busting out laughter,” he pressed a small shy kiss against your palm, causing large smiles to spread across your faces.

“But just the smallest sign of laughter? That’s the stuff I live for.”

what you do to me

✩ yangyang x reader | fluff | friends to lovers | 1.1k 

SUMMARY ⇾ when you come over to check-up on a sick yangyang, he confesses his feelings for you. WARNINGS ⇾ swearing; usage, mentions, and jokes of prescription drugs and medicine; mentions of drinking, dejun is irresponsible and gives too many meds to yangyang RATING ⇾ teen+ TAGLIST ⇾ @infnteen​​ REQ BY ⇾ anonymous (informally) PROMPT ⇾ friends to lovers + yangyang is sick and clingy

Gently opening the bedroom door open, you’re greeted by the sight of Yangyang bundled up under the covers beside his mountain of stuffed animals. He raises his head slightly from the pillow, blinking hazily with a goofy smile towards your direction.

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the art of love [m.list]

PAIRINGS. dream 00 line x fem reader CONTAINS. fluff, angst, romance, college!au, art school!au & other various aus WARNINGS. cursing, alcohol consumption, suggestive content, more to be added INSPO. personal experience, the kdrama nevertheless, for the titles & beatopia by beabadoobee  NOTE. check end for extended authors note! while all of these take place in the same universe and are loosely connected, they can be read as standalones! if you’d like to be added to the taglist, send me an ask! and i hope u enjoy what is to come <3

The New School of Arts at Neo University has a top ranking, state-of-the-art program for all aspiring artists. With any distinguished college degree comes sleepless nights, copious amounts of coffee and hours spent working, but students Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun and Haechan find it especially difficult to balance their professional passions with, well, their personal passions. Will they be able to figure out the art of love before they venture out into the real world?

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Yaoi manga without rape:

Blue! Blue! Blue! / Blue! Blue! Blue! dj - After Story

Blue Sky Complex

Bokura no Shokutaku

Bukiyo Na Bokura No Sukima

Bokura ga Koi wo Ushinau Riyuu

Boku no Omawarisan

Darlin’, Iikagen ni Shiya Gare

Dekoboko Sugar Days

Fruit, Gateau au Chocolat

Hatsukoi no Tonari

Honto Yajuu

Hoshi to Harinezumi 

It Can’t Be Mutual Love!!

Kitto Oujisama ga Nante

Koi ga Ochitara

Like a Sugar    

Motoyan Papa to Hitsuji-sensei

Mujaki na Wanko to Nekokaburi

On Doorstep

Renai Nante Itashimasen!

Renai Nante Yurushimasen!

Rutta To Kodama

Seikaku Kuzu De Nani Ga Warui

Suki ni Nattara Dame desu ka?

The Crows Marriage

Urusai Kurai no Kokuhaku Kudasai

Yamada To Shounen

Yukidoke no Koi Omegaverse:

Boku No High Spec Kareshi-sama

Kyou Kara Omega ni Narimashita

Okusama wa Alpha

Pendulum: Kemonobito Omegaverse

Sayonara Alpha

Tadaima, Okaeri

Totsugimasen Kara!

Unmei Ja Nai Hito

Unmei no Kisu wa Oazuke

Fighting for your Honor

You didn’t mean to make Jaehyun your fake boyfriend, it just happened.

This thing is based on a thing that happened to my friend (minus the Jaehyun coming to her rescue). So you know, if some guy is being creepy to you, just pretend you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/s/o because fuck creepy dudes.

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