Request: “hi! could i request a kang daniel seven minutes in heaven scenario (don’t worry nothing smutty, just fluffy)”
A/N:so this was requested as a scenario, but I’m starting headcanons/bullet scenarios and I was supposed to write this one anyway… so why not try it? If you don’t like it, admin Leah will write an actual scenario ^.^ Enjoy!
Kang Daniel is a name you knew all too well throughout your high school years
you’d liked him since junior year when you caught him feeding a box of stray kittens behind the school
which wasn’t allowed but it’s not like you were gonna tell on the resident senior golden boy, who also happened to be very handsome
it was pretty much over from there,,,
you spent most classes staring at him and then pretending you hadn’t been
but your friends caught on, of course,, they wanted to throw a ‘welcome to the Kang Daniel fan club’ party, but you adamantly refused
they settled for “subtly” teasing you about your crush (hint they weren’t subtle at all,, it’s a miracle he never caught on)
Kang Daniel, the icon of obliviousness
somehow, you two ended up going to the same college
college campuses may be small enough places to run into the perfect people in stories, but in reality not so much
so basically you saw him once in the cafeteria at like 1 am with a bad case of bedhead and hipster glasses
needless to say
he still looked very good
you don’t usually go to parties but your university’s soccer team won the championship, and all your friends were going, and it’s not like you had to drink
what could go too wrong
or in this case what could go right ;)))so you go
and a couple of your high school friends went to the same college, and of course, they’re there“Hey, y/n - Daniel’s here,” one of them nudges you, grinning
you scoff, trying not to blush “I don’t like him anymore,”
in your defense you think it’s true,, you basically haven’t even seen the guy in two years, how could you still like him?
spoiler alert you’re wrong
it’s the Daniel Effect™
somehow, by the work of Satan or God (it’s not quite clear which one) you end up being dragged into playing party games
“come on, y/n! we need one more person,, it’ll be fun!”
play party games they said
it’ll be fun they said
so you’re like “FINE” and you settle down in an open spot
and you look up
surprise! there’s Daniel
he’s grinning at someone on the other side of the circle, so he doesn’t notice you go into jpg mode when you spot him
“y/n, you’re staring - you look like an owl,” your guy friend laughs, and he gets a punch in the arm that quickly shuts him up
and then the games start
they start with truth or dare, and then spin the bottle, and then seven minutes in heaven
and everything’s going smoothly until -
and you’re like shit shit shit
they spin the bottle and it lands on
inside you’re all SHIT SHIT SHIT and then you two lock eyes for the first time
and you’re like where are the fireworks, the only thing exploding is my ovaries I MEAN WHAT
even though it’s been like .003 seconds, suddenly there’s like five football-player-strength guys shoving you two into the nearest closet
of course they lock the door
there’s legitimately 30 straight seconds of the most awkward silence you’ve ever been through
and then “…so, um, I’m Daniel.. what’s your name?”
you dip your head awkwardly “Y/n,”
“So–”“I’M NOT HAVING SEX WITH YOU,”
a solid 5 seconds of silence
“I- I really wasn’t - I wasn’t going to ask you that! I’m sorry if I-”
“No no - oh God - I’m sorry, I’m just nervous! I know you wouldn’t -”
thank god for how dark it is, so he can’t see your fiery red blush
“I’m nervous too…” he whispers warmly after a moment, and you melt a little
“It doesn’t seem like it maybe, but I hate parties…”
“Really? In high school, you were always the #1 attendee,”
“Did you go to my high school?”
for no reason that you can think of, your stomach does a flip
“What’s your last name again?”
and so you tell him
“Wait - wait - Y/l/n Y/n? The girl that covered for me when the school found out I was taking care of those kittens?”
well needless to say you’re shook
“You know me?”
you think you see his face turn a bit red??? but it’s dark so it’s hard to tell, and it’s probably just wishful thinking
“Well, actually… I kind of - I kind of liked you,”
needless to say you’re even more shook™
Ok now you’re sure his face is definitely red
“I mean - I used to! I don’t, I don’t anymore!”
(You don’t like being cliche, but your heart sinks a bit)
“Are you okay? What’s wrong?”
“What? Nothing. How much time is left?”
“A couple minutes,”
and so you sit there in silence again, processing what you just heard
until “… I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable,”
how many times is it possible to melt in the space of an hour because of one person? you wonder
“Don’t worry about it,” you say a bit breathlessly, and you sink into silence again
and then, a minute or two later, you get an idea
you know those ideas that are like
spoiler alert: you get one of those
I mean you’re at a party anyway
you’re playing seven minutes in heaven for god’s sake
and so you abruptly turn and look him right in his beautiful eyes
you can almost see the “???” above his head
and you lean right in and whisper: “I liked you too, and I still do.”
you’re not even drunk,, you have no idea where the hell this bravery is coming from
and then suddenly you two are inches away
“I lied,” he swallows. “I still like you too,”
your chest is pounding so hard it’s practically making the rest of your body move
he inches closer, his eyes flicker down to your lips
and right before you can make contact–
the closet door slams open and you two jump apart at the speed of light
“Time’s up!” some asshole screams, and you sullenly stand up
you take several steps out of the closet, where everybody can see
and suddenly you feel Daniel’s hands take hold of your shoulders and spin you around
and then he plants his mouth on yours
you’re so distracted by the fact Kang Daniel is kissing you, that the catcalls and cheering of the group fade away
after a moment, he pulls back
"I’ve been waiting a while to do that,” he says breathlessly
“Honestly,” you say, just as breathlessly. “So have I,”
i was very emotional in making this and i tried to capture the overwhelming emotion in this through my writing, so here’s a nice fluffy one shot ;)
summary: the most important 7 seconds of dan’s life caught on camera
warning: g forgay, feels, maybe improper tenses as i usually write past tense and might have messed up whoops
word count: 1,446
Sometimes people ask me if it’s weird to have so much of my life on the internet for everybody to see. I always say that I don’t mind, as some of my happiest moments have been documented for the internet to see, and I wouldn’t want to ever lose those moments. The internet has done so much for me, it’s only fair that I let people see into my glamorous life for a few minutes. Everybody eats the answer up, and, while it’s mostly true, that isn’t the reason that I don’t mind.
Summary:soulmate au! Your dance partner Daniel bails on your practice, when Woojin ends up being his replacement, he’ll make a promise to you. With that one promise your fate was sealed.
You wake up and get ready for school, you feel different today as if something big is going to happen. You look at yourself in the mirror and you see in your reflection, “don’t worry I’ll catch you” written just underneath your collarbone. The first words your soulmate will say to you. You trace your fingers lovingly over the words, you smile at the thought of meeting your soulmate. You’re lucky to have sweet words tattooed on you especially compared to some of your other friends, who either had common words like hi, hello, sorry or like had extremely dirty or swear words. You laughed the first time your best friend showed you her tattoo which said “fuckity fuck fuck fuck.” You really didn’t care what you’re soulmate would first say to you. You’re just happy about the fact you actually had a soulmate, someone who will love and care for you as much as you will, who’ll be your best friend all through your life. You don’t openly search for your soulmate like some of your friends do, you’re just more alert and aware of what people say but you know that one day you’ll meet them since as cheesy as it sounds, it’s fate.
You arrive at school and before you reach your class you can hear someone calling your name. “Y/n! Y/n!” you turn around and see Daniel running through the corridor to get to you. He skids to halt huffing and puffing, as your turn around to face him. You chuckle and say “you really need to work out more, you’re so out of breath.” “Hey! I do more exercise than you.” he justifies himself with a smirk. You just roll your eyes, he continues by saying in a pleading voice “please don’t get mad but I can’t make it to dance practice today.” You were instantly annoyed because today was the day you practiced the crucial and main point of the routine, which was the lift trick, it was inspired by the one in dirty dancing. He knew that you only trusted him to do it with. Last time someone else did that trick with you they ended up twisting your ankle as they put you down in the wrong way, making you not being able to dance for 2 months. “Why? Did something happen?” you inquire. “Uh-uh-uh ummm basically I found out my soulmate was Doyeon and I’m going out on a date with her” he said happily but also reluctantly taking a step back just in case you hit him. You knew he’s had a huge crush on Doyeon for ages also with the fact she was his soulmate, you really couldn’t get mad. You genuinely felt really happy for him but also disappointed that he couldn’t make it to practice, you sigh and give him a hug “okay okay it’s fine, I really am happy for you but you better tell me everything later and you better buy me pizza.” “YOU’RE THE BEST also by the way, one of my crew members Park Woojin will take my place. He’s an amazing dancer and I promise he’ll do the lift perfectly.” He says excitedly, happy you’re not mad. For some weird reason your heart feels super warm as you heard the name Park Woojin. You ignore the warm fuzzy feeling and you just nod in response and he gives you a quick hug whispering “good luck you’ll be amazing.” As he dashes off you shout “HAVE A GREAT TIME!!”
You arrive at the dance studio nervous for the lift, this was one of the biggest components of the routine and it was a duo stage. Originally it was supposed to be you and Daniel performing the routine but it hasn’t been confirmed if you’ll actually dance with him. You change into your clothes in the changing room and greet a few friends. You enter the studio and your teacher comes in, she notices how nervous you are and how much you’re fidgeting, she tries to reassure you by saying “Y/n, Daniel notified me Woojin will be taking his place. He’s a great dancer so don’t worry about the lift too much.” You thank her and she tells everyone to warm up. Just as everyone finishes warming up, someone dashes into the room and you look up to see probably the most attractive guy you’ve seen. That’s saying something since your best friends are Bae Jinyoung and Park Jihoon, the two most attractive guys at school. You look at each other for a split second and your heart races and you give him a small smile. He returns with a toothy grin showing off his snaggletooth, you actually wanted to squeal because he looked so gorgeous smiling. Woojin had this sudden urge to go up and hug you and never let go, but he brushes it off. He goes up to your teacher and bows to her and probably said something like I’m sorry I’m late or something like that. You couldn’t hear because one of your friends was jabbering on about her routine. Though you weren’t paying attention at her, you couldn’t keep your eyes off Woojin. Every single time he’d glance at you, you’d quickly look away and blush, he’d then to smile to himself thinking of how adorable you were. Both of you were whipped already and you haven’t even said a single word to each other.
The teacher put the music on and told you how to do the move, neither of you were paying much attention because Woojin was pulling funny faces across from you making you giggle softly. He felt so good making you laugh, he literally thought your laugh was the best thing he has ever heard and couldn’t help but grin super brightly. Your teacher then laid out the mat to cushion any falls if they happen. You both get into your positions for the move, Suddenly all your nerves caught up to you and your hands started to get clammy, all your calmness disappeared into an instant. Woojin saw your worry and concern, he also felt so worried for you, he reassuringly and sweetly said to you “don’t worry I’ll catch you.” You instantly felt a warmth rushing through your body, but you were too nervous to register that Park Woojin was your soulmate. “You promise?” you replied nervously and softly. His heart melted at hearing your nervous hesitant tone making him feel like he needed to protect you “I promise.” he reassures you. Feeling calm and more confident because of Woojin, your teacher counts you to do the lift, 5,6,7,8, you run up and you feel two hands on your hips. You stretch your arms out and balance yourself. You feel a rush of happiness and relief, you actually did it! You give the biggest smile at Woojin, who grins brightly back. Woojin at that moment read the words on your collarbone “don’t worry I’ll catch you.” His t shirt was also loose showing of his soulmate tattoo and right there it was written “you promise?” You both look at each other with wide eyes, the realisation both hit you. You were each others soulmates. There was a wave of love and happiness overwhelming the both of you. But because of you and Woojin’s shock and realisation you were each other’s soulmate. He lost his grip on your hips and you lost you balance, causing both of you to fall.
Luckily, well for you at least, Woojin had quick reflexes. So wanting to make sure you didn’t get hurt. He wrapped his arms around you and put his body beneath yours to cushion your fall. Thud! You both landed with him groaning in pain and you on top with him, your noses touching. You feel instantly warm and safe in his arms like that was the place you were always meant to be. You literally felt as if a part of you was filled like you were only living half of your life. Woojin felt the exact same way. You couldn’t help but softly giggle at the situation. Woojin didn’t look hurt and you traced the words “you promise?” on his collarbone making him shiver. Neither of you wanted to move from where you two were, not caring about the rest of your dance class looking at you two, trying to figure out what was happening. So you didn’t move. Instead you snuggled up to him put your head into the crook of his neck and whispered teasingly into his ear. “Hey soulmate, you didn’t keep your promise you didn’t catch me.” He looked at you with a twinkle in his eyes and a small smirk which made your heart flutter. He over dramatically but still sweetly whispered in your ear. “My beautiful soulmate, who I’m so glad I met, I did keep my promise, I did catch you but I also fell for you.”
okay I’m sorry this wasn’t very Woojin but i hope it still it made you feel fluffy!! This is my first time writing a soulmate au SO PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACK. As always give me an anon or a message if you just want chat!!
Request from Anonymous: Hi! Can I request a scenario where Peter and the reader are childhood friends and the friend walks in on Spider-Man and she starts freaking out that Peter’s in trouble? And can Peter troll her into confessing how she truly feels for her childhood friend?? Sorry if that made like no sense.
A/N: After writing this I realized the anon could have been asking that the reader doesn’t know Peter is Spider-Man but I had already read it as she has always known, so sorry if I misunderstood. I hope you still like this fic <3 I absolutely loved the childhood idea and hope I could do it some justice. I don’t know if he really trolled her lol because I couldn’t think of something clever, but I hope you still like their conversation in this. :) Loved your request! Thank you!! <3
“I see a dragon! What do you see (Y/N)?!” Your best friend Peter asks you excitedly as the two of you lay on the summer grass looking up at the big fluffy clouds.
“I see a unicorn. Right there!” You say as you point to the cloud next to Peter’s dragon. There is a slight breeze and it feels good with the hot summer sun beating down. Even with all the clouds, you can still feel the sun’s warmth on a beautifully perfect day like this. Nearby, you and your best friend’s favorite climbing tree stands tall, branches scraping the clouds. You’d probably attack it after looking up at the clouds for a few moments. At seven and eight years old, you and Peter spent your days running around in the field, climbing trees, staring at clouds, and looking for little critters in and out of the river. Every day was always full of adventure.
“Race you to grandmother Willow!” Peter yelled suddenly as he rushed up. You were right behind him as you two ran to the grand tree you loved so dear. Peter had named it grandmother Willow after the tree in one of your favorite movies, Pocahontas. Peter had beat you to the tree like he always had.
“One of these days I’m going to beat you, Parker!” You tell him while using his nickname trying to catch your breath.
“I’m a superhero, (Y/N)! And superheroes always got to come in first place so they can save people.” Peter exclaims as he pushes his glasses up.
“You’ll always be my hero Peter.” Smiling to Peter, he gives you a smile back as the two of you start climbing the tree.
Although all of your days weren’t spent living in the outdoors, Peter and you always managed to have fun.
today was the day. the day Jonah came back from tour. 3 months felt like an entire lifetime. I only saw him once on tour- when he surprised me by flying me out to new York when they had a break between shows. we stayed inside his hotel room that entire weekend, soaking up each others presence as much as we could before we had to leave each other again.
but now, tour was over and we both had time off to spend together. his plane couldn’t land fast enough.
I had spent the day, so far, cleaning and then recleaning their entire house. partly so they could come home to a nice, clean house; but mainly because I needed to do something so I wouldn’t check the clock every two minutes.
finally, though, the clock hit 4 and I could leave to go to the airport. Jonah had asked me before the tour even started if I could pick him up when he got back, and without hesitation I agreed. now here I am, speeding to the airport as if that would help the plane land faster.
when I parked, I ran inside, trying to go unnoticed by the fans. there were so many of them waiting for their boys to finally arrive so they could get a picture. I sat in some of the chairs by their gate and kept my head down, my hood up.
I texted Jonah, letting him know I was there and where to look for me. he sent me back a smiley face and I smiled at my phone, anxious and growing impatient to see him.
I figured out they were here by the screams that erupted from the large group of girls. I noticed random people jump and give them weird looks, causing me to lose focus for a second to laugh. but my attention was brought back to why I was there when I noticed Daniel taking a picture with a fan. that meant that Jonah was close behind him.
I stood up from my seat, looking around when I finally saw my giant boyfriend stand out amongst the crowd. a smile stretched across my face and tears welled in my eyes as I called his name.
“Jonah!” I screamed, trying to get his attention. he couldn’t hear me over the fans, but corbyn saw me and smiled, hitting Jonah on the shoulder. corbyn pointed at me when Jonah turned to look at him and when Jonah saw me, his face paled and he only gave me a small smile and wave. he turned back to the fans and I gave corbyn a look, his face holding the same expression. he shrugged and waved it off. I thought nothing of it, figuring it was because Jonah was a little overwhelmed in the crowd.
finally, though, he pushed through the crowd and that was my chance. I ran at him, jumping into his open arms as he cheesily spun me around.
“hi baby,” he whispered into my ear, holding me tightly to his body.
“I missed you so much,” I cried, my arms clinging around his neck, he laughed lightly into my shoulder and nodded in agreement.
“I missed you, too, i’m so happy to see you,” he said, pulling back to look at me. he smiled and leaned down to kiss me- catching me off guard. Jonah wasn’t big on PDA, so it surprised me when his lips continued to move against my own. I wasn’t complaining, though. I was just happy to see my boy again.
they met a few more fans before I led them to the car where they piled all of their luggage in and then climbed into the back seats. Jonah sat next to me in the passenger seat, gripping my hand tightly.
“you guys have to tell me everything about tour, I want all the details!” I squealed as I drove us home. they all dove into different stories, my stomach hurting from laughing so hard by the time we pulled up to the compound.
I followed the boys inside and Jonah and I went to his room. I watched as he flopped on the bed, a groan leaving his lips.
“i’m so happy to be home,” he shouted, causing the other boys to holler in agreement from throughout the rest of the house.
I laughed and laid down next to him, resting my head against his chest.
“this is all I want to do for the rest of the night,” he whispered. I moved so I was looking up at him and I smiled.
“I think we can arrange that,” I said, leaning up to kiss him.
2 movies and a ton of snacks later, Jonah and I were laying on his bed, not saying anything. I was scrolling through my phone and he closed his eyes. we were still in the same position- me cuddled up against him with one of his arms around me and the other behind his head. the other boys had gone to sleep hours ago, leaving the house quiet and empty.
I heard Jonah sigh and I smiled, still overjoyed about the fact that he was home.
“I need to tell you something,” he whispered.
“what’s up?” I asked, still scrolling through twitter.
“I… I met someone on tour,” he said. I let out a chuckle at his vague statement.
“you met a lot of people on tour, babe.“
“no, (Y/N), listen. I met someone. I met a girl, in some diner I found in some random city and she was… she was flirting with me.”
I looked up at him to see that his eyes were screwed shut and his hand was resting against his forehead. what was he getting so upset about?
“Jonah, a lot of girls flirt with you. you’re in a band, you‘re hot, it doesn’t surprised,” I shrugged.
“yeah,” he whispered, opening his eyes but not meeting my gaze.
“do I need to be worried?” I questioned, unsure of why exactly he was telling me this. my mind screamed at me that everything was fine, there was nothing to worry about. but my heart was whispering back in disagreement.
“do you need to be worried that I met a girl and she flirted with me? no,” he said.
I nodded, ready to lay back down and calm my racing heart.
“but-” he started.
I closed my eyes and my stomach dropped. of course, there was always something else. there was always a ‘but…’
“(Y/N),” he trailed off. I looked at him, finding a pained look on his face.
“what did you do, Jonah?” I choked out.
“I flirted back,” he said. “I asked for her number and she gave it to me.”
I told you so, my heart broke.
I sucked in a deep breath and turned away from him, unable to look at him anymore. I got up from the bed, moving to the edge, unable to even be next to him right now.
I put my head in my hands, a million thoughts racing through my mind.
“why?” I spat after a few minutes.
“I… I don’t know. she was there and you weren’t and-”
“are you trying to tell me this is my fault?” I shouted at him, beyond furious that he would make me out to be the bad guy.
“no! no! i’m just saying that I was lonely and I hadn’t seen you in a while!” he rushed.
“so you could have called me, Jonah! you don’t go flirt with another girl and ask for her number when you have a girlfriend!”
“I know, I know, i’m sorry!” he cried.
“when did you meet her?” I asked, gritting my teeth.
“after the show before we went to new York,“ he whispered, looking back up at the ceiling.
my heart dropped and I felt like I was going to be sick.
“oh my god,” I groaned.
“please don’t hate me,” he whispered.
“so, you flying me out to new York that weekend wasn’t random, was it? you- you flew me out so suddenly because you were guilty? you made me believe that you had been planning that trip forever, how could you do that to me, Jonah?” I screamed, forgetting that the other boys were sleeping.
“I don’t know, (Y/N)! I don’t know, I’m sorry, okay?” he yelled back.
“did you even think of me in that situation? did you think of how i’d feel?”
he looked into my eyes and I could see them glistening.
“no,” he said. “no, you didn’t cross my mind the entire time.”
I was sure he could hear my heart shattering from where he sat.
“and here I was, waiting for you to come back to me and you couldn’t do the same,” I whispered, tears falling down my cheeks.
“i’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said. I let out a harsh laugh and stood up.
“well, you did, Jonah. that’s exactly what you did.”
“how could you do this to me? I waited for you, Jonah! I waited for you in the spot you told me to wait!” I shouted.
“you were supposed to be different,” I snapped, looking at him. he nodded, looking away. he opened his mouth to speak but his door opened and corbyn stood behind it, rubbing his eyes.
“what’s going on, you guys are being super loud,” he said. I grabbed my bag and made my way out of the room.
“nothing, I was just leaving.”
“(Y/N), wait!” Jonah yelled, jumping up and following me downstairs.
“what, Jonah? what could you possibly want from me?” I cried out. I heard more doors open upstairs and I realized we had just woken up the entire house.
“i’m sorry, please don’t go. we can work this out together, please,” he begged.
I flung my arms out to my side, letting out a sob.
“it’s too late for that.”
“please, I love you. please don’t hate me because I made one mistake.”
I shook my head, my shoulders slumping.
“Jonah… I don’t hate you. I swear I don’t. it just hurts too much to be around you right now,” I said. “I need to go.”
“Jonah, stop,” I begged, opening the front door. “you did what you did, we can’t change that. please… just let me go.”
and that’s what he did. he watched me close the door behind me, leaving me alone once again.
omfg why is it always Daniel 😂 love him. Fun fact: Jihoon and I share the same birthday 🎉
"Hi Daniel oppa!“ You greeted warmly, dropping your backpack on the studio floor, it landed with a loud thud.
Daniel smiled and stretched his arms out for a hug as the two of you were close. “Where’s Jihoon? He’s on his way isn’t he?”
You nodded, blushing slightly at the mention of your boyfriend. “Y-yes. He’s running a bit late though,” you replied.
Daniel smirked at the sight of your reddening cheeks, he poked the side of your face gently. “Ahhh, I see. Thinking about your boyfriend all the time now. Don’t forget about us,” he said, referring to the rest of the Wanna One boys.
You were the daughter of one of the producers here so naturally, you and your dad worked closely with the boys and since they weren’t too far in age, became your close friends.
Today, you promised Jihoon you’d work on his choreography with Daniel’s guidance.
You thought back to that moment, when Jihoon asked you out on a date.
It was already evening to begin with and the night only dragged on in the studio. The whole crew was exhausted and drained but they still worked hard on their song.
You, being a gracious daughter and good friend, offered to run down to the nearby convenience store for cup ramen and snacks. Jaewhan offered to go with but it was Jihoon who met you at the door after grabbing your jackets. It was a pleasant surprise, you just hoped that he wouldn’t do anything to deepen your crush on him. The cold air stung your face but that was not the reason why it was red.
As the two of you were walking back - Jihoon already ripping open a packet of chips - he confessed that he liked you a lot and asked you on a date that Saturday. Shocked was an understatement so in a jumbled mess, you managed to confess as well and agreed.
That was only two months ago.
Daniel was one of the first to know about your relationship, it was kept in the dark from your dad and their manager…for now.
The door swung open, causing your flashback to end and Daniel to look up from setting up the AUX cord.
“Jihoon!” you shrieked excitedly and bolted into his arms.
Your boyfriend laughed and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “Ahh, I missed you too jagi. You look gorgeous today,” he flattered, securing his hold on you. His grip on you seemed tighter than usual but you let it slide.
Maybe it was because Daniel was around…..No Y/N, don’t let your thoughts wander.
“I’d hate to break up the reunion but we really need to start soon. Okay?” Daniel walked over and traded hugs with Jihoon.
You winked at Jihoon. “Are you ready?”
“To win a dance battle? Yes,” he teased causing the three of you to burst out laughing.
“No, no. Hang on a second Y/N, Jihoon will show you,” Daniel instructed. “You need to move your right leg more to the back…yeah that’s it.”
You looked back at your talented and hard working boyfriend covered in sweat and was taking a short break while his hyung bossed you around.
“Yah! Oppa, don’t be so hard on me,” you whined. “I was never meant for this!”
Jihoon chuckled and walked over to ruffle your hair playfully. “C'mon Y/N! I know you can do it babe,” he encouraged.
“Yes! Believe in yourself! Let’s take a break though. I think Jinyoung might be looking for us.” Daniel collapsed on the floor, his hair damp with sweat.
“Um, I’m going to…get a drink yeah,” Jihoon awkwardly stammered out before leaving.
He was gone for quite awhile.
You turned to Daniel. “Oppa, can you help me with a dance? I want to show Jihoon I can do something.”
Daniel’s shut eyes flew open, he shot you a puzzled look. “He’s proud to have you as a girlfriend anyways, but…sure. Why not? What dance do you want to do?” he replied.
You shot up from lying on the cold ground.
You showed Daniel a video of one of your fellow trainee friend dancing and you swore she was going to be debuting soon. She was around Daniel’s age too.
“Isn’t this…” he didn’t know her name. But you knew both of them had bumped into each other before.
“Taerim unnie? Yes, it is. I think she’s preparing to debut soon. Why? Are you interested?” you teased, laughing at how red Daniel’s ears became despite his denial.
He sighed. “Okay, if I teach you this dance, you introduce me to Taerim. Deal?”
You nodded your head, grinning from ear to ear.
You launched yourself into Daniel’s arms, “I love you, oppa!”
He just laughed and shook his head in response.
Suddenly, Jihoon flung the door open, causing the two of you to break apart immediately.
Yikes, you hoped he wouldn’t have taken that the wrong way.
It appeared that luck was on your side today because Jihoon just grinned at you, it seemed like he wasn’t affected.
“Let’s keep working until lunch. I think we’ll be done with this by then,” he suggested. “Unless…both of you are such awful dancers."
Your jaw dropped but at the back of your mind, you agreed and his words stabbed your heart a little more than it should have. Your game face appeared anyway.
"Bring it on, Park Jihoon."
You met up with Daniel a few days later, all pumped and ready to work. He had already set up the studio and was waiting for you. You bumped into Daewhi and Jinyoung as they walked out of the dance studio just as you strolled towards it.
"Hello Y/N! How are you?” Daewhi asked then furrowed his eyebrows. “Jihoon isn’t here today, is he?"
You giggled at Daewhi. "Hey boys, uhh…I don’t think Jihoon’s here but…I’m here to work on something with Daniel oppa."
Jinyoung raised one of his perfectly plucked eyebrows. "Alone? Just the two of you?”
“Yah! Don’t be so rude. Y/N and Daniel are friends too, I’m sure Jihoon won’t mind,” Daewhi defended, smacking Jinyoung playfully on the shoulder.
“Sorry Y/N. Please don’t be mad at me,” Jinyoung apologised, pouting sulkily when you glared at him.
“Ahh, it’s okay. Don’t worry Jinyoung, I’m not mad. I’ll see you boys later tonight, there’s a track to work on.” You waved goodbye to the two boys and entered the studio.
”….Did you call Taerim yet?“ he asked in a soft voice.
Your stomach hurt from all the giggling you had been doing. "Aww, oppa likes Taerim!"
Daniel turned even more red and spun away to face the wall instead, burying his face in his hands.
"Not yet, but I will after this. In front of you so you know it’s real, okay? Now, let’s start working on the dance."
You stared at Daniel, who was pacing back and forth and stuttering incorrigibly. He seemed nervous…about a girl.
"So, do I call her or not?” you asked, phone in hand and ready to call your good friend. It nearly slipped out of your sweaty palm, that’s how hard you were working.
“N-no! Not yet! Please don’t!” Daniel begged, he was in hysterics.
“Oppa, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this nervous over a girl. C'mon! Get a grip, you’re Kang Daniel. She’ll love you, believe me. Taerim unnie is single but I’m not sure she will be much longer. Believe in yourself,” you cheered. “I’m calling her now."
So Daniel sat by your side and listened meekly.
“Taerim unnie! How are you?” You beamed at the sound of your friend’s voice. You could feel her smile through her words.
“I’m good! Yourself? Where are you? Let’s go for coffee. It’s been so long,” she offered. “I have a short break before my vocal coaching today. We should go out."
"Are you in the studio right now? Good. Come over to Dance Studio Three. There’s someone I want you to meet.”
Daniel looked you in the eye and mouthed ‘no’ repeatedly but Taerim was already on her way. He huffed. "I don’t know whether to kill you or thank you, Y/N.”
You smiled cheekily and batted your eyelashes. “You know you love me."
"That I do."
It was your third time meeting up with Daniel and unlike the other two times, you weren’t in high spirits.
Well, your boyfriend hadn’t been as…attentive to you. He hadn’t been replying your texts and answered your desperate calls with half-hearted, most likely scripted dialogue. He sat on the opposite side of the couch whenever the two of you were in the studio but that wasn’t particularly peculiar since your relationship was still kept a secret. Jihoon avoided almost all contact with you, he barely spoke to you in person even after your dad had left. He gave reluctant hugs and brushed you off whenever you tried to talk to him, reason being ‘I’m sure you have the hyungs to talk to you, don’t bother me while I’m busy’. The rest of the boys had also acted cold towards you.
You wanted to cry.
It was upsetting and the only people you could confide in was Daniel or Taerim, you chose the latter and she suspected that Jihoon was jealous since you and Daniel was always together now that the two of you were working on a dance. He might’ve said something to impact the other boys negatively too, he probably ranted to them.
"Hey, why so glum?” Daniel questioned and when you didn’t reply he continued. “Cat got your tongue?"
At that, you managed to crack a small smile. You hoped his teammates hadn’t ostracised him too.
"Are you and the boys okay?”
“Yeah… we should be. Everyone’s a little distant but it shouldn’t be anything I can’t fix."
Taerim burst into the studio, her presence seemed to light up the somber mood.
And Daniel’s face.
Although he managed to utter about seven words to her the first time they met.
"Hi,” he said shyly.
She blushed in reply.
You stood up, made a lame excuse and bolted for the door.
It was sweet to see a new relationship blossoming, while your own was in jeopardy.
You entered your dad’s workroom to raid his secret snack stash but there were already people in there.
Daewhi. Jinyoung. Guanlin. Woojin. Jihoon.
You ignored their gazes, grabbing a chocolate bar from the drawer.
Your dad wasn’t around. Why were they here?
You ripped open the candy, it split the deafening silence. Just as you were about to leave, Jihoon spoke up.
“Y/N, let’s talk.”
You trailed behind Jihoon, heart beating uncontrollably in your chest. Your hands paled and shook. You might not have a boyfriend at the end of this talk and the thought of that made you want to cry but you held on to your strong facade.
Jihoon opened the door to one of the Wanna One workrooms. He let it go behind him and it nearly slammed in your face. He lounged comfortably on the large, cushy chair in the room so you settled for the beanbag.
Jihoon was never exactly direct with his feelings and it messed you up on occasion. But today, he didn’t beat around the bush.
“Are you cheating on me?"
You were hurt and confused by his sudden accusation, unable to form a coherent answer.
Jihoon gritted his teeth. "I knew it. I knew it! You’re with Daniel aren’t you? That brat!"
"I’m not!” you snapped. “For goodness sake, Jihoon! Daniel is my best friend! You’re my boyfriend! I’m not cheating on you."
"Well it sure doesn’t seem like it! You’re always with him, not me! You like him don’t you? Why don’t you break up with me and date him instead!” Jihoon spat, he leapt up from his chair and headed for the door but you caught his arm and to your surprise, he didn’t fight you off.
“Jihoon, listen to me,” you choked back tears. “I’m not cheating on you. I would never do that! I thought you trusted me enough to believe me!”
He spun round to face you, your hand losing your grip on him. “Really? Then why are you always spending more time with him? I really didn’t want to believe Daewhi and Jinyoung when they said they always caught the two of you dancing, in very promising positions.” He held up his phone, a picture of Daniel holding your right arm and standing approximately thirty cm away from your face.
That would’ve ticked anyone off, you felt the guilt eat you alive. But Daniel didn’t like you like that, he liked Taerim.
“It’s not what you think. I-I’m-”
You couldn’t bring yourself to tell him the truth, it was embarrassing. He wouldn’t believe you anyways.
Jihoon wrangled himself out of your hold and stepped back, he tugged his hoodie tighter over his head. “I knew it. I shouldn’t have trusted a whore like you. Go run to Daniel now. Go,” he snarled.
But you stood rooted to the ground, unable to comprehend what was happening, still, you refused to let the tears fall.
“Even if you’re not moving on,"
Jihoon looked you in the eye.
You felt someone wrap their arms around you from behind, you struggled against them. Your mind was fuzzy and you couldn’t see anything, your tears clouded your vision.
“Taerim, I don’t want to talk about it,” you muttered, burying your face further into one of Jihoon’s hoodies you stole without him notice. All you wanted to do the entire afternoon was cry your eyes out in your dad’s workroom, covered in Jihoon’s hoodie, you didn’t want anyone to disturb you.
“Taerim, go away!”
“I’m so, so sorry Y/N."
Jihoon! Out of all people!
You scrambled away from him, refusing his advances. "Don’t touch me, I heard you hate whores,” you growled out.
“I talked to Taerim noona and Daniel hyung. Y/N, it’s all my fault. I-I became jealous too easily. I should have trusted you,” he admitted, his head hung in shame. When you didn’t respond, he continued. “I-I thought you finally found someone better than me. Someone older than me. I-I became insecure…and doubtful…you-you deserve-b-better than…me."
"Don’t say that,”
Your words caught his attention, he looked up, cheeks were damp with tears.
“Don’t beat yourself up about it. It isn’t your fault.” You coaxed. “I’m sorry too. I just wanted to do something so you’d be proud of me and…it’s stupid.”
Jihoon chuckled. “I can handle anything, if it’s from you.”
“I wanted you…to find a reason to genuinely like me more. Ugh!” You blushed, covering your face.
Jihoon snuggled up to you again.
“Ahh, jagi. You’re really too adorable. I like you for who you are but it was nice that you’d tried to do something I liked too. Thank you,” he cooed the said, “Wait, are we back together?”
You pursed your lips and he pouted.
“Yah! I’ll get on my knees and beg for you to take me back!"
Before he could, you leaned over and pecked his cheek, throwing your arms around his shoulders, smiling.
“Dan come on it’s gonna be fun” Phil told me through my bedroom door which I had locked for the purpose of Phil not being able to drag me there. “Since when did you find stuff like this fun Phil” I retorted “Dan you know I don’t but its just manners we show up” “Phil we’re gonna be surrounded by thirty year old horny men being pervs” I groaned “Dan just get ready you don’t have to talk just stay on your phone” “ugh fine but you owe me” I compromised getting up from my bed.
I lazily chucked on some black skinny jeans and a black button up, not caring if I looked like shit, I didn’t want to be there and they probably knew it too. It was Joe’s birthday and Caspar had decided to take Joe to a strip club to celebrate. A fucking strip club. And they decided that it would be a good idea to invite Phil and I. If you’ve talked to us for more than five minutes, you’d know we’re not strip club people, heck if you’ve even looked at us.
summary : if you want to and if you don’t want to, things are bound to happen and you broke the rules and run away only to find your self in a lion’s Den , jungkook a man who has every thing; power wealth and fame all together to burn your heart and existence if you moved away, in a land full of horses
what could happen between both of you ,two young persons who meant to share the same dream !
“excuse me miss “ the train supervisor said gently
yeah how can i help you ‘ you said lifting your head up from the magazine you were reading it was your first time taking a train to somewhere out of Seoul and you felt exciting finally able to experience many things you dreamt since you were a kid
This is my first imagine ever so I’m sorry i know it’s rubbish.
Being best friends with Christina definitely had it’s perks. You got to travel around the country with her, go to many different YouTube events and meet a lot of new people. The biggest perk of them all though was meeting the Why Don’t We boys.
When you were first introduced to them you were nervous as hell, you were scared that they wouldn’t like you and that you would say all the wrong things. When Christina first brought up the idea of meeting them you tried to come up with any excuse to get out of it.
“I can’t I have lots of homework to do”. “I can’t, my family want me to go out to stay with them for a few days” “I don’t fell too well”
After many excuses Christina finally snapped. “Why don’t you want to meet them? I want my best friend and my boyfriend to meet, why is that so hard?” She exclaimed after you tried to come up with yet another excuse.
“I do want to meet them, I’m just too busy” you quietly replied.
“Bullshit Y/N! I know you have nothing planned this weekend. I just want the two most important people in my life to meet, please I’m begging you”
“I’m scared” you muttered, hoping that she hadn’t heard you. Unfortunately she had.
“Scared about what? Tell me and help me understand”
“What if they don’t like me? What if they hate me? I don’t want them to not like me because that puts you in an awkward situation… What if I say something wrong…” you continued to rant when Christina cut you off.
“Y/N they will love you just as much as I love you, I promise you. I talk about you all the time to Corbyn and the boys and they always say how much they want to meet you.” You contemplated what she said and when you looked up to kindly decline you could see the hopeful look on her face and you just couldn’t say no to her.
“Ugh, fine but you owe me” you says whilst being tackled into a hug.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you” Christina repeated into your hair.
“Yeah yeah, you’re just lucky that I love you” you reply, rolling your eyes at how excited she was.
*FLASHBACK OVER* So now here you were standing outside of the boys’ house, absolutely bricking it to go in.
“You ready?” Christina asked whilst walking towards the door.
“No, can I just go home? Thanks” you say while trying to walk the other way.
“Oh no you don’t” she says while grabbing a hold of your hand and dragging you through the door.
As soon as you enter the house you could hear laughing coming from the kitchen. Christina immediately walks towards the kitchen and as soon as she sees Corbyn she runs and jumps onto him. You couldn’t help but laugh at the surprised expression on his face.
“It’s nice to see you too” he says while laughing and putting her down. The man that he was talking to quickly exits the kitchen after saying bye.
“Y/N come on, he’s not going to bite you” Christina laughs when she see you standing at the door unsure of what to do with yourself.
“Ah so you’re the famous Y/N that Christina never shuts up about, it’s nice to finally meet you” Corbyn says while you make your way towards them both, as soon as you reach them Corbyn pulls you into a hug.
“That’s me, well unless Christina has another friend called Y/N that I don’t know about” You laugh, feeling less nervous then before. Corbyn laughs as you all sit down around the kitchen island and talk.
While laughing at some story that Corbyn had told about tour you hear several voices come from behind you.
“Hey Corbyn we’re all gonna hear out the back and skateboard, are you com…” a voice says behind me when he suddenly cuts himself off.
“JACK” Christina screams whilst running to hug him. At this point your heart feels as if it’s going to beat out of your chest at how fast it’s going. You still have your back towards the door but from what you can hear she’s hugging the rest of the boys but you physically can’t bring yourself to turn around to see.
“Guys this is my friend Y/N” Taking this as your queue to turn around and greet them all, You take a huge breath and look up at Corbyn who gives you a big smile and a quick thumbs up. Here goes nothing. You turn around to face 3 boys all standing in front of you.
“Hi, I’m Jonah it’s nice to meet you” A tall brunette says whilst going in to give me a hug. You know a bit about the boys from what Christina has told you but you wouldn’t know who was who expect from Corbyn obviously.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you too” You say, returning the hug. After he walks away to go talk to Corbyn you’re soon greeted by someone else.
“Hi Y/N, I’m Zach it’s nice to finally meet you” Zach says while giving you a quick hug before going to join Corbyn and Jonah. They all start whispering to each other and you can’t help but think that they’re talking about you.
Turning around with a frown on your face trying to work out if you had already said something wrong, your immediately brought into a hug by someone.
“Don’t look so worried, we’re not that bad you know” someone whispers in your ear. Pulling away you look up to see a curly haired boy with a worried expression on his face. You quickly smile up at him as if to tell him not to worry.
“I’m Jack, it’s nice to finally put a face to the name, Christina always talks about you” he smiles back to you.
“All bad I presume” you joke looking over at Christina who seems to be in a deep conversation with the last guy that you’re left to meet.
“Yeah, she’s always slagging you off and saying how much of a bitch you are” Jack laughs out while you let out a fake gasp, pretending to be offended. “I’m joking, I’m joking I promise” he says while smiling at you. After having a quick conversation he goes over to the fridge to get a drink and turns back around to give you a quick smile.
You turn to look at Christina to see that she’s still in a conversation with the last guy who you believe is called Daniel. You can’t really see his face as he has his back to you so you’re just guessing. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation you wait until they’re done talking. Corbyn clears his threat which grabs Christina’s attention and she points towards you while walking towards Corbyn.
“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you were finished meeting everyo…” he says while turning around, he cuts himself off in the middle of his sentence and just stares at your face. Thinking that you have something on your face or that your make-up is smudged from hugging the rest of the guys you look down towards the floor to hide your face. He finally snaps out of his trance when Jack throws something at him.
“Sorry, just Christina mentioned that you were pretty but I didn’t think you’d be this pretty” he blurts out. Realising what he had said he quickly looks towards the floor with a blush spreading across his face.
A rush of confidence suddenly takes over you and you find yourself saying “I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you, I’m guessing your Daniel?”
“Yes, yes that’s me” Daniel says still staring into your eyes. Not being able to look away from his bright blue eyes, you both just stand there saying nothing when you hear Jack’s voice from behind you.
“So are we all going to go chill out in the back or just stand here like a bunch of idiots?” He questions while everyone laughs at him.
Turning to follow behind everyone to the back yard you feel someone nudge your elbow. You look up to see Corbyn and Christina looking at you with small smirks on their faces, shaking your head and smiling you sit down on a chair in between Jack and Daniel.
The rest of the night was filled with laughs and chatter. Whilst staring out into the sky you couldn’t help but think about how stupid you were for being so nervous and for not meeting them all earlier, although you would never admit that to Christina.
Before leaving at the end of the night you hug all of the guys again and tell them how much fun you’ve had with them all. When it came to hugging Daniel, you didn’t want to let him go and he seemed to not want to let you go either.
“I’m really glad you finally decided to meet us and I hope to see you soon” he whispers into your ear before letting go. You say bye once move before trailing behind Christina.
You walked out of the Why Don’t We house and couldn’t get the smile off of your face. You knew that you had just made an incredible group of friends and maybe even something more with a certain brown haired, blue eyed boy.
“I told you so, I bet you that went better than you had ever imagined” you turned around to face Christina to see that she had the biggest smirk you’ve ever seen on her face.
Note: Thanks again for all of the love and support everyone, I really appreciate it ^^ This Daniel piece is only one part, but it’s filled with fluff so I hope that everyone likes it. I’m also in the process of working on a request so if anyone else has any other requests, feel free to send them in. ^^ Enjoy!
“So explain to me one more time why you can’t wear those
shorts with that t-shirt?” asked the male. He was seated on the edge of the
bed, leaning back on his hands to keep himself upright as his eyes wandered
over to the pile of discarded clothing on the floor, the shorts and t-shirt he
mentioned sitting on top of the pile. He then looked back to you, his head
cocked to the side in confusion. “I thought you looked really cute in that
outfit. It suited you. Why didn’t you like it?”
Your eyes having once been fixated on the mirror in front
of you, examining your new outfit of a dark pair of jeans and a nice cream
color blouse, shifted over to your boyfriend. Daniel had been sitting on your
bed for the last hour or so while you went through almost the entirety of your
closet, looking for the right thing to wear on your date. He had been really
patient with you the entire time as you pulled out outfit after outfit, so you
weren’t too surprised when he asked you such a question. It was a valid thing
to ask. You just weren’t sure if you were quite ready to tell him the real
reason you were being like this.
When you were first paired up with Lai Guanlin for your Advanced Business final, you didn’t know what to think. Guanlin was quiet and shy, but as you continued to work together, you realized that he was also kind and a gentleman with his own personal problems. Slowly, you fell for him, and unbeknownst to you, he’d been in love with you all along…
featuring kang mina (pd101/gugudan), kang daniel and ong seungwoo as your best friends
park jihoon and yoo seonho as guanlin’s best friends
high school! au
so this was originally a oneshot but it’s 8K words total so i split it into two parts as to not overwhelm people haha
“(Y/G/N) (Y/N) and Lai Guanlin, Ethics and the Law in Business,” your teacher called out. You twisted in your seat to look at Lai Guanlin, the transfer student from Taiwan who always sat in the back of the class with his friends Seonho and Jihoon. The three were all on the basketball team, but they didn’t talk much in class, so you didn’t know how well you two would work together.
You hadn’t realized that Guanlin had even been listening to you, let alone that he remembered such a passing comment like that.
“Your family is staring,” you murmured quietly, letting yourself
savor the feeling of Guanlin swaying you back and forth.
“Let them stare,” Guanlin responded, deep voice rumbling in his
chest, intense gaze looking down at you.
summary: in which your watch a dance battle and one of the cute participants injures himself
a/n: i’m honestly unsure about how you guys are finding this series :/ but i hope you guys like this one of woojin as i actually had fun writing it and i guess this will also be part of the #protectwoojin project in light of what happened a while ago, sexualising minors is NOT OKAY!! lmao this isn’t really fluffy but it is still cute i think???? well pls message me to let me know what you think and omg guys 2park are ruining my bias list kjhdkjhqkhdqk esp woojin bc i couldn’t take my eyes of him in the practice videos even tho i was trying so hard to stay loyal to daniel dont worry guys i am still loyal !!
you’re a nursing student
you wanted to study nursing and become a nurse because you really want to help people and bring hope to others
ever since you were young you’d admired your mother who was a nurse
and studying it was very tiring
it was pretty intense at uni and every so often you would go on placements and sometimes even out of seoul
for this particular placement you and your nursing friend sohye were sent to busan
and placement there was hectic but very fun
you guys had to dorm with each other for the week there and you guys got close
when placement ended on the friday afternoon, sohye suggested checking out a dance battle that was taking place at the square in the main town lmao sorry i have no idea what busan is actually like bc never been but moving on
and so you decide to go with her to check it out
even though you can’t dance at all you loved watching people dance and you thought it was absolutely beautiful how some people could dance so well and beautifully to the beat
you guys arrived and noticed that there were lines drawn on the ground to form a big square so audiences were to form neat lines around the lines on the ground to watch
there were already a lot of people there and there were tons of people with banners which you assumed were the dancer’s names
you noticed there were tons of banners that said “park wooijn” and you wondered who this park woojin was and what his dance skills were like
Hello, love bugs!! Dan x reader Warnings-fluff, kisses. Also, swears because Dan
1887 words yo, Its a long one.
hi !! i love your writing soooo I was wondering if u could do a dan x reader where the reader moves in next door to dan n Phil n the reader has an emotional support dog (preferably a mini chocolate lab) n dan n Phil loooooove the dog n it’s cute n fluffy !! then it time skips to when dan n the reader are dating n the reader tells dan why they have the support dog (anxiety n panic attacks) n dan is supportive n its just cuuuuuuuuuuttttteeee –anonymous
“Dan!” Phil practically screams as he runs up the stairs.
“What, are you okay?” Dan says jumping from his couch crease to make sure poor Philly isn’t to hurt.
“We have the two cutest new neighbors ever!” Phil announces. Coming face to face with Dan on the landing.
“Phil!” Dan moans putting extra emphasis on his part. “I thought that fucking aliens were outside. Christ!” Dan says walking back into the living room.
“But Dan you don’t understand,” Phil says smiling. “One is possibly the prettiest girl I have ever seen. The other is the prettiest brown lab I have ever seen.” Phil recounts as he moves into the living room staring down at Dan trying to make a point.
"Prettiest girl ever?“ Dan questions as Phil nods his head in agreement. “Well, I suppose we should be gentlemen and go see if the two of them need help moving in,” Dan says closing his laptop.
You entered the restaurant arm in arm with Emily, meeting Garcia in the lobby, her wide grin and neon shoes brightening the place up.
As the maitre de led you to your seats, you lagged behind.
“I’m here.” You set an alarm for twenty eight minutes later, giving yourself time to excuse yourself to go the bathroom if you needed to.
An immediate reply.
“Excellent. 19:33 will be the next check in. At dinner you’re drinking vodka martinis. You may have three in here. No more. Along with at least two glasses of water. For starter you’ll have Gorgonzala Mushrooms and your main will be Pollo Parmiggiano. If you have room for dessert, vanilla ice cream and the tiramisu. I know that Garcia is an instagram girl, I’ll be checking hers for photos of the food and drinks she’ll no doubt post.”
You chuckled under your breath. Penelope was indeed what you all jokingly referred to as an insta whore. Whenever there was a team night out, photos of food, drinks, and toilet selfies ended up being posted throughout the night. Luckily, her settings were private.
You slid into the booth next to Emily, placing your phone on the leather seat beside you, tucking it just enough under your leg so that you’d feel it vibrate.
A waiter came over within a minute of you sitting down.
“Would you ladies care to see the drinks menu or do you know what you’re having.”
Emily looked at Garcia. “Wine?”
“White wine, Pino Grigio please, two bottles.” Garcia agreed. This was your standard drinking game. White wine at the restaurant, followed by shots or cocktails where ever you ended up.
“Actually ladies, I’m not feeling wine tonight. Could I get a vodka martini please?”
“Of course. I’ll be back shortly with your drinks.” The waiter handed each of you a food menu which you pretended to look engrossed in.
“Martini, Y/N. You feeling a little shaken but not stirred?” Emily asked you.
“Oh she definitely needs a stirring,” Garcia laughed.
“Yep, it’s been a while since I’ve had a good stirring ladies… Speaking of which, Penny. When exactly are you and Derek gonna admit to each other that you’re secretly in love with each other?”
“Oh baby cakes, there’s nothing secret about our love.”
You played along with their banter, throwing comments backward and forwards until the waiter came back with your drinks. As predicted, Garcia pulled out her phone taking a photo, and seconds later you felt your phone vibrate with what you knew would be an instagram tag.
The waiter took your food order, you ordering exactly what Spencer had told you to and feeling a slight rush as you did so.
The conversation flowed between you three ladies as it always did, although you kept glancing at the silver wrist watch you had on. At 19:28, you made your excuses, and went to the bathroom.
Waiting until 19:33 exactly, you texted Spencer.
“Good good. I’m out for an early dinner with my mother too. Enjoying the martini?” He must have had his phone out and literally waiting for you to text as the reply was instant.
“It’s not what I’d normally drink but it’s enjoyable.”
“You seem to be finding that about a lot of things you wouldn’t normally do Y/N. 20:03 please.”
You reset your alarm for 20:01 and headed back to the table where your food had arrived. You tucked in, Emily and Garcia draining their first bottle of wine quickly and moving on to the second. They raised the bottle at you in offering, but you shook your head. You still hadn’t finished your first drink, although you were starting to feel slightly fuzzy already. It was super strong.
Eight pm came and you felt your phone vibrating, this time just casually picking it up and texting “checking in” before resetting the alarm for 20:30.
“Everything okay?” Emily asked.
“Just my sister,“ you told them, starting on the main course that had arrived and ordering another drink from a passing waiter, the girls asking for another bottle.
The night went on and you hit every one of your check ins until you got to the club.
Garcia had wanted to try a new bar that had opened and you missed your check in as you were stuck at the entrance desk, paying your cover. By the time you got to the toilets it was 11:07 and you had a message from Spencer.
You felt a surge of excitement.
“I was paying to get in to a club. Do I go from the new time now? Also… What am I drinking here? I’ve had the three martinis I was allowed.”
“New time. 11:37 for the next one. Buy the girls a round of tequila shots and then get yourself a beer to chase it down with. Any brand will do. You can have two more shots, but that’s it as I know the girls will try to buy you more, and two more beers. You’re to stay out no later than 1:30am.”
You left the bathroom, spotting the girls at the bar and making your way through the crowds to them.
“What you drinking?” Garcia asked you, shouting to be heard over the music.
“I’ll get these!” you yelled back, leaning over the bar to get the bartender’s attention.
“Three tequila slammers and three bottles of bud please.”
The bartender took you money and lined the shots up, limes and salt packets on a little dish to the side. As predicted Garcia took a photo, posting it to her instagram feed before you all knocked them back.
“Another round please bar keep!” Garcia instructed the bar tender, waving her money at him suggestively.
And so another round was had, you wincing at the sharp taste and the sudden buzz. Emily was just about to order round three when Penelope grabbed your wrists and tugged you over to the dance floor.
“This is my jam!”
Prentiss just looked at you and rolled her eyes slightly. When Penelope was drunk, every song was her jam. But still you went with it, bumping and grinding up against each other like college students rather than the late twenties/mid thirties that you all were.
One song merged into the next and between the tequila buzz and the pounding of the bass, you didn’t feel your phone vibrating signifying the next alarm. And when Emily dissappeared to the bar and came back with another round of shots, you were too distracted to feel the texts that were landing in your inbox.
A group of guys had started to inch closer to you on the dance floor, Garcia playfully flirting with them. When they actively started dancing behind you, you made your excuses and disappeared into the ladies, slamming one of the cubicles door shut and sitting down.
Pulling your phone out, you saw it was 12:48am.
What the fuck… How was it that time?
You had seven messages.
“That’s two strikes Y/N.”
“I expect an update in the next ten minutes or else it’s three. Unless there’s a good excuse.”
“If there’s no update in the next fifteen minutes, I’m doubling the amount.”
“Y/N, are you okay?”
The last one was sent three minutes ago and you quickly hit the call button, you didn’t trust yourself to text.
“I’m sorry,” you blurted out as soon as he answered.
“I was beginning to worry Y/N.”
“I know, I’m sorry. The music’s too loud and I couldn’t feel my phone.”
“You realise you have six strikes right now against you right?”
“I know,” you whispered, not daring to let your mind wonder how he would redeem those.
“For your sake I hope you don’t rack up too many more tonight. Unless of course, you’re actually wanting to be punished?”
Every inch of your body was screaming Yes Yes YES.
“Good. Although for my sake, I’m hoping you do rack up more. Having you naked in my apartment all evening and crawling around on all fours is definitely seeming like the next level of punishment for you.” His voice was cool, but breathy.
“I’d do that for you anyway….. ”
“Would you now?”
You leant your head against the side of the cubicle, right next to a Carly loves Dan graffiti love heart drawn in crude black marker. “Yes.”
“And have me paddle you from behind?”
“Fuuuck,“ you groaned into the mouth piece and you heard him laugh.
“Y/N?” You heard a yell. “You in here?”
“Shit. I gotta go. ”
“I heard, I’ll let you off the rest of the check ins. Text me when you’re home okay.”
“Okay.” You hung up and slipped your phone into your back, finishing up and flushing.
When you unlocked the cubicle, you saw Emily leaning against the sink.
“Who were you talking to?”
“Me?….erm… No one.” You started washing your hands quickly, not meeting her gaze.
“Bull shit.” She over pronounced both words carefully. “I heard you. And you dissappeared in here almost as soon as those guys started making serious moves towards you. Are you…. Are you seeing someone?”
“NO!” Too loud Y/N, too loud. Emily’s eyes narrowed.
“You are! What’s his name? Where did you meet him?”
“Erm…. He’s an old flame from college. We bumped into each other a few months ago and hit it off again. His name…. ” You racked your brain quickly. “Is Dan… Daniel.”
“Why didn’t you tell us?!”
“It’s erm…. early days yet. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of things.” You dried your hands on a paper towel, discarding it into the bin and suddenly feeling sleepy.
“Well let us know as soon as it becomes a big deal. I won’t say anything okay, I’m guessing you don’t want people to know otherwise you’d have said.”
“Thanks Em. Listen.. I think I’m gonna get out of here, I’m beat.”
“Me too. Let’s find Penny and go.”
Forty five minutes later and you were home, peeling off your clothes and changing, then crawling into bed having placed a bottle of water onto your night stand.
“Home.. Sleepy.” You texted Spencer, struggling to focus on your screen. You were too old to be drinking tequila shots. And those vodka martinis had been strong.
“It’s a shame your so sleepy Y/N. I was looking forward to directing a certain object into your underwear over the phone.”
As exciting as that sounded to you, you’d have probably passed out halfway through. And that was NOT sexy.
“Too tired… Another night.”
“I’ll hold you to that. Drink plenty of water and get some sleep then, Snow White.”
“You remind me of Snow White. In fact, you’re the physical embodiment of the written description of her. Skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony.”
This was true, a comparison that even you could see, although you wouldn’t quite go as far as the lips as red as blood.
Requested: Yes, weeks ago I’m so sorry It took me forever
Warnings: Anxiety and anxiety attacks ft. Fluffy Jack
The boys had gone to pick up food while you stayed at the house, you told Jack you were tired when in reality you’d been having bad anxiety and needed a moment alone. It had been building up all day, and you could feel it getting too much.
You ended up sitting in the corner of the room on a chair, hugging your knees to your chest. The movie playing on the TV suddenly became much louder, yet you couldn’t focus on a word any of the characters were saying. Your hands were shaking uncontrollably and so were your legs, which made you clutch them tighter into your chest. Of course that just made it even harder for you to breathe.
Your heart figuratively dropped into your stomach when you heard the front door open and the noise of your four best friends and boyfriend travelled towards where you were.
“We have food-” Jack cut himself off when he saw you. “Y/N, what’s happening?” Worry laced his voice, having never seen you like this before.
You could barely breathe never mind explain it to him, but you managed to snap your head up and struggle out one word. “Attack.”
Realization struck him straight away, he’d never witnessed it but he’d heard you talk about your anxiety attacks multiple times. Jack didn’t have to time to think about what he should or shouldn’t do, so he let his instincts take over instead and pulled you out of the chair and into his chest.
“I’m here, you’re gonna be okay.” Jack tried to mumble comforting words to you hoping he’d be able to help somehow. You were grateful that he was trying but you just couldn’t control what was happening.
The living room felt like it was getting smaller by the second, almost like the walls just decided to close in on you. You could feel the eyes of the other four boys burning into you, Jack was still trying to calm you down by rubbing his hands over your back and your arms.
The entire world was buzzing and spinning inside your head and now your brain had started filling up with unwanted thoughts like, ‘Why are you such a burden to these people’ or ‘You’re such a mess you don’t even know how to breathe properly’ and worst of all ‘Jack deserves better than you’ which seemed to come out of nowhere. Tears were streaming down your face at this point and had started to distort your vision.
Your blurred vision on top of your shaky legs only made you panic more, your cries turned into full on sobs and you all but collapsed further into Jack’s chest.
“Y/N, babe stop.” He moved you away from his chest just enough that he could guide you to the couch. Your eyes stayed on the ground the entire time, you were dealing with probably your worst attack to date and you hated that it was happening in front of all of the boys. Especially Jack, you had managed to avoid him seeing you like this until now.
“Keep your eyes on me, okay?.” His voice stayed soft and calm, despite the intense worry growing in his mind.
Out of the corner of your eye you could see the other boys still standing there, Daniel had taken the bags of food to the kitchen. It was probably cold by now but none of them seemed to care. They all just watched you with scared eyes.
You had no choice but to look at Jack, to stare straight into his beautiful, big, brown eyes. “I’m-” Your voice was nothing but a whisper, it just wasn’t possible to talk properly while hyperventilating this much.
“Shh, just take a deep breath.” You gulped and continued to stare at him, you’d looked into his eyes a million times before but suddenly they looked different. Mostly because you were analyzing every detail about them in an attempt to bring your mind back to reality.
His hands were now placed on both sides of your face, his thumbs caught any tears that were still falling as he went back to mumbling comforting words to you. Only this time they were helping.
“It’ll pass, you’ve dealt with this before.”
“You’re strong, Y/N.“
“You’ve got this, baby. Just breathe.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“I love you.”
Within the next few minutes you’re breathing started to become steady again and Jack let go of you. You looked at him in confusion, until he lay himself down on the couch and opened his arms for you to crawl into.
Anxiety attacks effect people in different ways but they always left you exhausted and drained, you could breathe normally again but your hands and legs were still shaky and numb. The rest of the boys dispersed into other rooms, giving you and Jack some privacy. Dinner was completely forgotten about for the time being.
Silence passed over the room, it wasn’t an awkward silence but it was kind of heavy. You hadn’t told him what set you off or about the awful day you’d had prior to spending the day with him and the boys. To Jack’s knowledge you had been doing great all day.
“I’m sorry.” You looked up at Jack to find him already staring down at you, it made your heart flutter but you couldn’t help but feel guilty for ruining his night.
“What for, baby?” He furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion as he spoke.
“I never wanted you to see me like this, Jack. I’m a mess and it’s embarrassing.”
He sighed deeply and suddenly you wished you’d never spoke. What if he really did think you were embarrassing but just didn’t want to tell you? Or what if he didn’t want to be with you because you were too messed up for him?
Jack sat up, pulling you with him so now he was sitting behind you with his arms tight around your waist and his chin on your shoulder.
“First of all, you’re not a mess. You’ve been through a lot and I wish I could make it better for you but that doesn’t mean you’re any less perfect in my eyes.” You felt the air of his breath against your skin as he spoke, sending goosebumps all over your arms. “Second of all, don’t shut me out. I want you to know that I’m here for you, whenever you need me.”
You placed your hands on top of Jack’s and removed them from your waist, allowing yourself to turn around and sat on his lap facing him instead. It didn’t take long for his hands to reappear at your sides. Tears started clouding your vision again but not because you were upset. These were tears of finally being understood after such a long time of suffering on your own.
Jack noticed your glossy eyes almost immediately and the same worry from earlier flashed back across his face. “Are you upset? Please don’t cry.”
You laughed a little at how over protective he had become over your emotions. “No, no. It’s just that nobody’s understood or been so nice to me about my anxiety before.”
“They’re idiots, but that doesn’t matter because I’ve got you now.” Jack sighed again but contently this time.
A laugh left your lips once more when you remembered about the food that the boys were so excited to go pick up an hour ago. “What about the pizza?”
“We can heat it up later, right now I’m going to cuddle with the strongest and most beautiful girl I know.” He was smiling right at you, something he’d been doing a lot more since you started dating.
It was impossible not to match his smile, he made you feel safe and at home in his arms.
“I love you Jack.”
“I love you so much more.”
This has been in my drafts for weeks and I suddenly got enough motivation to finish and even though I’ve had plenty myself I find it kind of hard to write anxiety attacks in a way that makes sense so I’m sorry!
Summary:Meeting a classmate in the bus has never been
so memorable to you.
It’s been such a rough day for you,
as your day started you had sworn that you had your alarm clock set at the
right time, but you woke up an hour late than usual.
“Oh fuck!” As you saw your alarm
clock nearing 8 in the morning. You have your class at 9am and going to the
school may took you a half an hour if there is no disturbance or traffic.
You live in an apartment alone and
you have to do everything inside the room.
You hurriedly worked on yourself and
went out to chase the bus.
When you went to the bus stop, the bus is full
of passengers and it seems that the next bus will be 15 minutes late.
You don’t know what to do next, and it’s
already 8:40 am in your watch. You started hailing cabs, even though it’s
expensive you must get to school at time.
You arrived at school 5 minutes
before the bell rings. You ran to your classroom which is located on the 5th
floor of the centre building of your school.
Luckily, you arrived before your
Your first class is English and you
are given an assignment yesterday.
Your face began to lose colour as you
continue searching for your homework.
“Ms. Y/L/N, is something wrong?”
Your teacher called you
“No-nothing sir.” You
smiled at him.
You just ended up having no
assignment for the day.
Your friends started talking about
their usual lives but you kept on a steady face trying to figure out what going
on with your life today.
“Y/N??” Your friend named
Jennie waved at your face.
“You’re kinda spaced out today.”
She chuckled a bit. You shrugged. “I don’t know what’s happening to me
“Should we get some ice cream?”
“Nah, I’ll pass. I’ll just go
home and rest. It’s been a rough day for me that’s all.” You smiled at
You are walking in the middle of the
road when suddenly, the rain started pouring.
“Wow good timing bitch.”
You cursed to yourself. As you realize that you don’t have any umbrella with
You ran to the nearest shade to dry yourself
but it’s no use. You must get home as soon as possible.
You ran until you reached the bus station.
You hurriedly went inside the bus and
payed to the driver. You are a wet mess. Your whole uniform is wet from the
rain and you’ve never been so uncomfortable in your whole 19 years of life.
You sat down in an empty chair beside
the windows. You plugged in your earphones to ease your mind. You didn’t care
about drying yourself at this moment, you just want some peace of mind.
You are drawn to your music when you felt
a tap on your shoulder. “Is this seat taken?”
You look up and saw a student from
your school. He was ‘Kang Daniel’ a popular kid in your school. Known for his stunning
looks and b-boying dance.
You shook your head in response.
“You may seat.”
He smiled at you. You look out in the
window when you felt another tap on your shoulder.
“Hey, dry yourself up.”
Daniel offered you his handkerchief. “It’s clean, don’t worry.”
“It’s okay.” You refuse to
get his handkerchief. He frowns at your refusal. “Ayy, it’s not nice to
“I have my own handkerchief
here.” You raised your handkerchief. You wipe some wet areas in your face and
hair, but it is still wet from the rain.
“What happened to you?” Daniel
In your head, you don’t why a popular
kid will talk to you suddenly. Maybe it’s because you’re wet? A mess? Sad? Or
“Just had a rough day, that’s
all” you smiled at him.
He opened his bag and got something inside.
“Take this, don’t refuse
again.” Daniel placed some chocolates in your hands.
“They said chocolates makes any
person happy.” He smiled again.
Darn, that smile melted you in the
“Thank you.” You opened one
and throwed it into your mouth.
“I’m Daniel by the way.”
“I know. I’m Y/N.” You
smiled at him.
“I know also. It’s Y/L/N Y/F/N,
It caught you off-guard. He knew your
“How did you know my name?”
He chuckled at your sudden reaction.
“ Let’s say an angel went down
from heaven and said your name.”
Cheesy but still creepy.
“Really, tell me how did you
know my name? I know your name cause your popular as heck.” Daniel just
shrugged and smiled again.
“I’m not telling.”
In the end, you gave up asking him.
Throughout the ride, you two talked about
your lives. And talking to him made you feel at ease and you felt like nothing bad
happened to you throughout the day.
“Well here’s my stop.” You
said to Daniel.
“Are you sure that this is your
Daniel nodded and grinned like an
You both stepped down from the bus.
You are getting near to your apartment
yet Daniel is still with you.
“Where is your house?” You
“Later you’ll see”
And there is your apartment.
“This my apartment. Thank you
for the chocolates, Daniel.”
“Well this is my apartment
too.” You looked at Daniel with wide eyes.
You’re like “WTF, is this guy a
“Eh?” Daniel chuckled and ruffled
your semi-dry hair. He pointed to the apartment next to yours.
“I live next door, since last 2
years ago. I always see you but I don’t have the courage to greet you.”
“But, why didn’t I know about you
from the start?”
“Because you’re quite snobbish
“True. I don’t trust people
easily that’s why.” You smiled at him.
“Then why did you talked to me
if you don’t trust people easily.”
“I don’t know? Maybe because I
“Well goodbye now.” You
said to Daniel.
“Goodbye then Y/N. See you
tomorrow. And get yourself completely dry. Don’t want my girl to get a
(Hey, OC you are such a lucky girl)
“Funny” you giggled with a hint
of pink in your cheeks.
The next days, you and Daniel always
goes to school together.
At dismissal time, you wait for each other
to go home.
You are not a couple just yet but Daniel
always call you my girl and you do the same, you call him my boy.
The ending is so
vague. I don’t know how to end the story. I’m very sorry.. But I hope you like
for the wrong grammars and spellings. (English is not my first language.) I’ll
try to make other stories as well. (I’m kinda busy study for the board exams.
Wanna one has become my motivation lately. I hope I’ll pass my licensure exam.
:D *taking up Psychology*)