chanyeol angst

Fate Is A Bitch II.

Words: 3,5k+

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Alas, you started spending a lot of time together, sometimes alone and sometimes with Chanyeol and/or Taeyeon. It was safe to say you enjoyed the times with him alone the most when you were free of those aching feelings you had whenever you watched him interact with his girlfriend and could just be yourself for once.

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Pretend | Chanyeol

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Genre: Royalty AU, Arranged Marriage AU, Angst 

 Summary: You’re unsure but hopeful about your arranged marriage to the handsome Prince Chanyeol of the neighboring kingdom. But you’re in for an unpleasant surprise when you find out he’s in love with someone else, and completely despises the idea of being married to you. 

 Word Count : 5.5k

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misdial | pcy

park chanyeol. reader-insert. 5,6k words. fluff/angst. au

—it all started with one misdial, then a second and a third and…

this one is for Sasha @floofyeol

3.12 a.m: missed call from Park Chanyeol

“You called me?” 

“Oh, did I? I’m sorry, it was a misdial.”

“Oh, I see.”

3.14 a.m.: incoming call from Park Chanyeol

“Hello?”

“Actually, I just wanted to hear your voice.”


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Park Chanyeol | Liquid Truth


Summary: You and Chanyeol go way back, and are best friends. It’s become routine for you to come over to the dorms whenever you have a fight with your boyfriend, but lately, he’s been pissed off at you, and you’re not quite sure why.
Scenario: angst, fluff
Word Count: 6,917

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»whiplash | 01

↳ fake dating au | college au

pairing: chanyeol | reader

genre: soft angst + fluff + sexual themes

word count: 8.059

description: as an aspiring big-shot photographer in a slump, you’re looking for something that inspires you and unfortunately — or maybe not — it comes in the form of a guy named Chanyeol.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

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  • I. Chapters
  • II. Character Bios
  • III. Trailers
  • IV. Settings
  • V. Playlist





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ONE || i

TWO || ii

THREE || iii

FOUR || iv

FIVE || v

SIX || vi

SEVEN || vii

EIGHT || viii

NINE || ix

TEN || x

ELEVEN || xi

TWELVE || xii

THIRTEEN || xiii

FOURTEEN || xiv

FIFTEEN || xv

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✥ pairing: Chanyeol | reader
✥ genre: angstish fluff 
✥ word count: 2.293
✥ warnings: none
✥ author’s note: Hellooo, Toombler! i’m in the mood for a tormented chanyeooli, especially after the whole star360 interview, (my hearteu). Please, please, pleeasee if you like it, just leave a Lil’ ole’ message or comment, reblog, heart it or simply, just acknowledge it. xxx

↪ You loved to run your fingers through his hair

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You felt the cold bursts of winter air escaping from the small crevice from under your window washing all over your bare skin. Scouring for some source of heat, you lazily began to reach for your blanket. As you moved your hand around, you were met with nothing but the thin layer of your flower-printed bed sheet. As another burst of cold air made contact with your bare arm, you rolled over to your side in hopes of finding the blanket, but to your avail, you just couldn’t seem to find it.  

Now I have to open my eyes, you silently groaned to yourself.

As you struggled to completely open your eyes, you slowly ran your hand through the hair that was stuck to your face, pushing all of it backward. Your hand trailed down to meet a trail of dried of drool spanning from the edge of your lips to down towards your chin.

Great, you scoffed to yourself. You rubbed off the dried up saliva with the back of your hand, which quickly went to cover a silent yawn that managed to escape your lips. The other hand began rubbing circles around your eyes to wake yourself up. Once you were somewhat conscious and alert, you stood up and walked towards the window to close it. Despite your effort, the window wouldn’t seem to close all the way. Maybe it was because the window needed repair, or maybe it was because you’re just weak.

You mentally made yourself a note to start going to the gym more often.

You retrieved a cloth nearby and haphazardly began to stuff it under the gap from underneath the window to stop the heat from escaping your room. It wasn’t your best work. Could you have found a more efficient way to cover up the gap? Probably. But, it was in the middle of the night and there was only one thing on your mind, and that was to go back to sleep.

You returned to your bed, to resume your search for your blanket. You spread your hand around the mattress, like the blind bat you really are, to find something. You found nothing other than the feeling of the raised patterns from your mattress. You were getting back up to move for the hoodie across the room. You felt your foot get caught in a piece of fabric which caused you to trip and fall onto your side.

Hey, at least you found your blanket.

When you started to bunch it together and drag it back to on top of the bed, you noticed that Chanyeol wasn’t sleeping. He wasn’t even in the room.

He probably went to the washroom, you thought to yourself. But as you turned your head to the side, you saw the washroom door wide open, and the lights off.

Maybe he’s in the kitchen, getting a midnight snack, you snickered at the thought of it. You and Chanyeol had that in common. Believing what you thought about earlier, you returned to bed, wrapping yourself in the blanket, reclaiming the heat that escaped you during the night. After what you assumed to be a while, you were mostly warmed up, except for your fingers and the tips of your toes. No matter what the temperature was, or what time of it was, those parts of your body were always cold. You sighed to yourself and rolled onto your side. You were surprised that Chanyeol hadn’t returned back yet, and you couldn’t sleep without him.

Taking a deep breath, you got up from your bed and slid on your slippers. Quickly, you put on a hoodie lying on a chair nearby. It smelled like a mix of old spice and vanilla scented body spray.

Chanyeol’s not getting this back anytime soon, you said to yourself.

Now you were worried. If he wasn’t in the washroom, and he wasn’t in the kitchen or living room, then where was he? You remembered him putting you to sleep only a few hours ago, and you were sure he fell asleep alongside you. Now you were wide awake.

As you entered the living room, you were met with the similar chilly winter breeze, wafting through the living room. You turned around to search for the source of coldness when you saw a figure from the corners of your eyes.

It was Chanyeol. He was outside on the balcony wearing only a white shirt and grey sweatpants.

“Jagiya…,” you cooed.

Chanyeol quickly whipped his body around to face your visibly confused and worried face. His hand quickly shot up to his face where he brushed off the area around his eyes. You saw a glint of light reflecting off the top of his accentuated cheekbones.

He was crying.

You made your way to him, and wrapped your arms around his lean frame, and leaned the side of your face onto his back.

“Y/N…” Chanyeol trailed off. You heard him whimper and sniff in attempts to control his tears.

Your arms around his waist tightened in an effort to comfort him. You didn’t ask him any questions, nor did he try to explain anything. You could see his hands clenching around the railings hard enough to turn his knuckles white.

“I was dreaming of you,” you whispered. You tried to divert his attention to something that would make him forget what was troubling him so much. You moved from your grip behind his back and placed your clasped your hands on top of his. His hands were freezing. Removing his hands from the railing, you weaved your fingers through his and rubbed soothing patterns to calm him down. His whimpers increased to the point where his eyes held fresh, unshed tears, threatening to fall any second. You wrapped your interlocked hands around yourself to move into a hugging position. You felt Chanyeol succumbing to you and felt him bury his face in the crook of your neck. You felt his tears trail down your neck. You felt your own tears forming.

“Chanyeol, let’s go inside,” you tried croaked out. You placed a soft kiss on the back of his head and gently stepped back. Chanyeol let go your hands to wipe away his tears and looked at you. You saw the softest of smiles forming on his lips, but his eyes were just as pained as you first saw them. You wrapped your hand around his and lead him away into the warmth of your shared apartment.

Once you were inside, you went to close the balcony doors and turned the heater on. You turned around to face Chanyeol. He was curled into a ball in the corner of the couch, shivering from the cold. You hurried to his side and rubbed your hands up and down his arms to warm him up.

“Wait here, I’ll be right back,” you kissed the top of his head. You hurried to the bedroom to bring your blanket. Once you came back, Chanyeol was lying on his back with his head resting on the armrest, his head facing the ceiling. You noticed he was clutching the top of his head, with his eyes scrunched up in pain. He was probably having a headache from crying or from the cold. Or from both.

You placed the blanket over him and turned to fetch some Tylenol and a glass of water from the kitchen. Chanyeol muttered a quiet thank you as he quickly took the pill and drank the water. His voice was a little hoarse from earlier.

What was troubling Chanyeol so much? You quietly worried to yourself.

“Y/N,” Chanyeol’s quiet voice spoke to you, “come, and lie down with me.”

You merely looked at him and offered him a soft smile. You slowly inched your way on top of him and wrapped your arms around his neck. You rested your head on his chest and he pulled the blanket, covering both of your freezing bodies. Chanyeol’s hands found their way around you and pulled your body closer to his. You were his comfort. You were his light in the middle of the darkness. You were his sanity, his hope. His love.

You waited for a while until you lifted your face to look at his. You were going to ask him if he wanted to talk about it, but you were met with his sleeping figure. You took a moment to look at him, really absorb the image that was in front of you. He looked calm, a contrast to when he was outside visibly stressed to the point to tears. There were trails of dried up tears on his face, and you carefully moved your hand out of his grasp and tried to wipe off what you could.

You shifted your body to rest on the side of the sofa and you let your hand rest on the side of Chanyeol’s face. Slowly you caressed his face with your thumb, rubbing soft circles. His skin was so soft. You made a mental note to ask him about his skincare routine in the morning.

You kept your hand there for a while, absorbed in your thoughts when Chanyeol brought you back to reality.

“I love you,” Chanyeol softly whispered. Almost immediately, his face relaxed and he fell asleep.

“I love you too, Chanyeol, “you replied, uncertain if he had heard you. You looked at the clock on the wall opposite of you and saw the time. It was 3:19 am. Luckily, tomorrow (technically today) was a Saturday and Chanyeol didn’t have any schedules to attend to. That gave you two time to sort through what exactly happened tonight.

Soon enough, you felt yourself drifting off to sleep to the soft beating of his heart.


You woke up to the soft rays of sunlight that managed to escape from the gaps in between the blinds. An arm was resting on the side of your body while you were lying on top of him. His long legs were entangled with yours and your head was lying in the crook of his neck. Once you regained your consciousness, you looked to observe your surroundings.

This was not the living room. You were in your bedroom. Chanyeol brought you both from the couch to your bed in the middle of the night. You turned your head to face his. You never realised how long his eyelashes were. A thin layer of perspiration has layered on his forehead and neck. You pulled the sleeve of your hoodie and lightly dabbed to clear his face from it.

Chanyeol started to move. You woke him up.

“Good morning, Y/N,” Chanyeol murmured with his eyes closed. You responded by kissing his nose. Chanyeol smiled, which encouraged you to plant more kisses. You placed one on the tip of his nose again, one of the apples of his cheeks and several kisses on his forehead. This earned you laughs from him, and it made your heart flutter.

“Y/N,” he laughed, “stoop,” he said while opening his eyes. He lifted his finger and rested it on his lips. “I think you missed a spot,” Chanyeol cheekily responded.

You giggled at his response. Chanyeol had resumed to his usual playful self. This made you happy, you were also in a playful mood. You leaned in close and hovered a bit, not moving. One of his eyebrows quirked up with a smirk playing on a corner of his lips.

You press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth and quickly pull yourself from his grasp.

“Yaahh, y/n you tease,” Chanyeol whined from across the room, “come back and give me a proper kiss.” You giggled even more now, trying to stifle your laughter that was threatening to burst out of you any moment. Chanyeol looked genuinely distressed. You felt bad for him, so you walked to his side of the bed. You sat down, cross legged, near his sleepy figure. Chanyeol immediately moved to rest his head on your lap and grabbed your hand. He was tracing patterns on the back of your palm with his fingers. You could tell he wanted to say something, but he was torn. So you took the jump for him.

“Chanyeol,” you said. You ran your hand through his hair for a while, attempting to soothe him.

“Last night…” you trailed on. His movement on your hands abruptly stopped.

“Do you want to talk about it? You know you can always talk to me, as cliché it sounds. You know I’m always here for you, always have a shoulder available for you, actually I have two shou-, “you were cut off from continuing on rambling.

“Jagi, I know. I know you won’t hesitate to put aside your time for me. To deal with my problems. To hear me voice out my issues, and to find a way to help my problems. I know all of that. But that’s the thing. I – I…” Chanyeol trailed off. His voice started to crack. “Lately, I’ve just been under a giant amount of pressure… and last night…” he sighed. “I just needed some time to sort things out. I thought I could handle this on my own. I – I thought I could push past this a-and move on…” he whispered.

“Chnayeol. What’s exactly bothering you? I know it’s not just the pressure. Last night was a combination of things, wasn’t it?” you questioned him.

Chanyeol didn’t reply. He kept tracing little shapes into your palm. That was an answer itself.

“Jagi…” you whispered.

Chanyeol suddenly got up from your lap. He sat up, facing away from you. “A-am I good enough?” He quietly said. “Am I good enough for you? For the fans? For anyone?” Chanyeol croaked out.

“Chanyeol, please don’t question yourself like that. Please. Your group members love you. Your family loves you. Your fans idolize you.” You told him. Chanyeol, you are my everything. You are my love. I love you. Please don’t forget that.” You pressed a soft kiss on his lips. You felt a tear slid down his cheek. You felt the pain, the doubt, and the worries that were trapped inside of him through this one kiss. You leaned down into the kiss and put a leg of each side of his body to get a better angle. He placed his hands on the small of your back and pulled you into him. He held onto you as if he needed you to survive. You ran your fingers through his hair and gently yanked on a fistful when he decided to bite your lip. You felt his teeth grazing over the area where he had bit. Softly sucking on the area, he moved his hand up to caress the back of your neck. Both of you pulled away, gasping for breath.

Chanyeol leaned his forehead against yours, drawing his eyes to look into yours. His eyes were full of love and adoration for you. Your gaze traveled down to his lips where you noticed they were pink and swollen. You laughed and pressed a gentle kiss on his lips.

Chanyeol pulled you flush against his chest and securely wrapped his arms around your waist to prevent you from moving. Your legs were mixed with his and you found yourself giggling again.

“Have I told you I love you,” you whispered against his neck.

“You don’t have to tell me, I can see it in everything you do,” Chanyeol replied. “I haven’t been cared for like you did for me last night in a while. And it’s refreshing to feel like I’m loved in a time where I can barely find time to love myself,” Chanyeol spoke into my hair.

“Don’t worry, I can love you enough for the both of us until you do.”

Park Chanyeol//The Rhythm of Hate - Part 1

Summary: You hate each other, even though you’re soulmates. You try and stay away from each other, but a shared course and a project is determined to keep you two facing off. (Part 1/Part 2)
Scenario: Soulmate!AU, college!AU
Word Count: 5,924

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Guilty | Chanyeol

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Genre: Angst

 Warnings: Contains themes of adultery and cheating (obviously these things are UNACCEPTABLE; this fic is not meant to promote them)

 Summary: Two strangers. Two different marriages on the verge of disrepair. A sudden, illicit romance that never meant to break any hearts; but did.

 Word Count: 7.6k

 A/N: Based on the Bollywood film ‘Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna’.

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Undo (1)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10
Epilogue | Epilogue: We Meet Again

Description: You’re wandering aimlessly when you meet him: the tall man who looks like an angel, the bright red hair on top of his head resembling fire. This angel boy tries to help you, but you soon find out more about him that turns your world upside down.

Warnings: age gap, mentions of death, sexual themes

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy (because Smutty said I could reupload my babies ^^)

Lately, even seeing the flashing lights of a police car sent you into a panic. You found it hard to concentrate on the work at hand, the sounds of the sirens drifting into your ears. It had only been a week since your mother had kicked you out and for some reason, the tall man offered to help you.

You didn’t know why he did that, obviously, but you agreed because you really had nowhere else to go. You learned his name was Chanyeol and he insisted he was going to help you, and that you didn’t owe him anything.

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Lead Me On; part one (M)

Pairing: Fuckboy!Chanyeol x Reader

Genre: Angst, smut, fluff

Words: 1152

Part:  1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | to be continued…

A/N: I apologize for the shitty story but I wanted to make a fic like this. I’m not sure on how many parts this will have but we’ll see! Enjoy! 

(Please give me some feedback!)


“The weather’s only sunny when I’m under it.

 

                 And I haven’t really changed, yeah I’m just confident”

The soft music that was playing soothed her a little bit. The blissed out look on her face, her still slightly unsteady breathing and the feeling of the soft fabric of his t-shirt made her sleepy. At the door opening, a tall boy was leaning against the frame, watching the girl. She turned her head to him and smiled. “Hi..” she breathed out, making the boy chuckle, walking closer towards her. “Hello, baby” he hummed. The nickname made her cheeks flush and her stomach tingle. Chanyeol smirked. She sat up, the white sheets pooling at her thighs now. “Thank you.” She giggled. He let out a laugh, pressing his lips to her neck. “You don’t have to thank me every time” he softly bit her earlobe, making her squirm. “But I want to.” She whined. Chanyeol only shook his head.

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Yandere! + Mafia! BTS: Seeing Their S|O After 2 Years of Searching For Them After They Escaped Them

Anon Asked:  Yandere!Mafia!BTS Finally seeing their S/O they’ve been searching for for 2 years after their S/O escaped from their grasp, how’d they react? Thank you

Here you go!~ Enjoy!

*WARNING* Contains some violent themes and vulgar language

\J I N\

You may have left, but he never forgot about you, even if sometimes he seemed that he did. He knew he had to put on a strong front, not wanting to show his weakness to his gang or even the opposing gang in worry of getting overthrown, but he didn’t care anymore as the days went by. Life had little value to him, now that you were gone. He knew he should have kept a better eye on you and blamed himself every single day for that fated day you ran away from him. 

But everything changed whenever he saw you, one afternoon at a party of a friends that you too attended. 

You still looked as stunning as ever, as he slowly approached you, and stood behind you, taking in and getting drunk off of your scent just liked he used to. 

Feeling an intense presence behind you, you turned and gasped at the sight of Jin standing only inches from you, wearing a dazed look upon his face.

“Seok-jin..”You managed to choke out, making the two of your friends from nearby, turn to quickly look. Knowing the whole situation that happened with you and him, they pulled you from him, in fear that he would try something. The way you were taken from him yet again, and how you looked at him with fear made him a mix of confusion and amusement as he backed off, glancing back from the people who gathered around to watch the scene unfold, and you who he wasn’t going to leave without. He then decided to grab at you, but was pushed back from your friends, as they yelled for him to stay back, making a few of the other men come around and hover near him, causing his temper to rise, as he pulled away from them, and leered towards you, but never too close as he let out a dry and cold chuckle while looking around at the people that surrounded the two of you.

“What’s with this atmosphere? This is a party afterall right? Then why is there so much fucking tension? C’mon.” 

Originally posted by hobies

\N A M J O O N\

Loosing you was something that he not only blamed himself, but the men that worked for him, always pointing out that they should’ve been there to watch over you while he worked. 

Everyone made sure to steer clear from him the moment you fled, knowing that he was sure to take out anything and anyone that was in his way, which is just what he did.In the past months, his men had ended up with bruises, broken noses, and sometimes even worse. But there was a silver-lining. And that was you.

They knew that he would stop all this carnage, at least on his own people, if you were safe and sound back with him. And that’s what they intended to do. Bring you back home, even if it was by force.

But Namjoon was’t buying something he didn’t know about. He became much more angry and vile thinking that they were hiding something from him.

“Wait boss!” One of his mean yelled out, but didn’t finish as Namjoon’s heavy fist went flying into his mouth, making him wince in pain. The man tried to lift his head, but was met with another punch to the mouth. The other man that came in with him, watched the scene, too afraid to say a word.

“Don’t tell me what to fucking do! I know you’re all planning something-What is it huh? Thinking you can backstab me?”

“N-no boss! It’s (Y|N)!”

This time Namjoon lost it once your name slipped from his mouth, making him see nothing but red as he pulled back his arm, getting ready to strike him for the third time, but he stopped at the sound of his next words. 

“We found her- We found her…” He said breathlessly as he dropped him.

“What?”

“It’s true boss..Look..” The man that stood by, took his phone out, revealing an out-of-focus picture of you that he managed to snap of you in public.

This intrigued Namjoon, and he had wanted to find you more than ever, as his finger caressed your body on the screen. 

“Find me (Y|N)… At any costs.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

\Y O O N G I\

After you left, you took his heart and will to live with him. He didn’t care about anything anymore, and that included his own life. You were his life, and he knew without you, nothing mattered. 

He grew numb to everything around him. Until you walked into his life again.

There you were. It was as if it was the first time he had ever seen you in his life, and it made him feel something again. Anger, for letting you leave. Lust for your body and every detail about it. Love and want, for you. All of you. And he intended to have it. 

It was at a cafe that he ran into you. Shutting out everyone that was around him, he focused on you. Though, the minute that someone’s chatter, clouded his thoughts, he would become pissed. It wasn’t until someone went up to you, trying to strike up a conversation with you that he had had enough. 

Without hesitation, he would approach the two of you, as all of his emotions rushed all at once, he grabbed the other man and slammed his face down on the table, before pulling out his gun, and threatening him with it, if he didn’t steer clear from you.

After that moment, and feeling the stare of others on him, he grabbed you by the wrist and dragged you outside with one hand, as he put his gun away with his other hand. Of course you protested and tried to yank yourself away, but he didn’t care as he quietly turned you around, pushing you up against the wall of the building, making you hush. Of course, he wouldn’t hurt you, he’d never forgive himself if he did. All he wanted to do was talk, and he was going to make sure that you heard him out.

“(Y|N)…Don’t give me that look..How do you think I feel after these years? I’m heartbroken, but I’m going easy on you because you’re still mine…right?”

Originally posted by yoonminfeelios

\J H O P E\

Because of his quick-wits and smart tactics, he earned a high position in the gang he now ran months later. 

You didn’t agree with the things he did and also started to see his possessive ways; Not wanting to be apart of that, you knew you had to get out before things got worse. Which is just what you did. 

Yes, he was kind when he wanted to be, and was so especially towards you, but you knew he also had another side to him, and didn’t want to ever see that side of him, so you kept hidden, until he saw you out in public one day as you were doing some grocery shopping and other errands. 

You didn’t know it, but he had been keep track of you a year after you left, following your every move until he knew it was the right time to swoop you up and take you back to where you belonged. 

So many times, he wanted to take you, as he watched from afar, but there was always too many people around, knowing there was a chance he’d loose you again.

Today was the day, where he finally managed to go through with his plan.

“There she is..Look at that, buying her own food. If she was with me, she would never have to lift a finger. Well, I have a nice sturdy room she’ll be staying in, until she can learn not to do that again..”

“But boss, isn’t that going a little too far?”

“What the hell was that? Do your damn job, and go get her..NOW”

Originally posted by jaayhope

\J I M I N\

Loosing you was as if his world ended. He searched everywhere for you, but when he couldn’t find you, he thrashed about and destroyed half of his house. No one had ever seen that side of him, beside those that business didn’t go well with.

Even in the position he was in, he still kept his cool, and always made sure to think before acting. But it was as if something snapped within him, as the days turned into months, and the months passed by into years, and he still hadn’t heard or seen anything about you. 

That’s when it happened.

Seeing you at the club made a multitude of emotions wash all over him.

You looked so beautiful. But wait-

Who was this other person dancing on you like that?

Had they no respect for people who were clearly in a relationship?

He was also broken at the fact, at how happy and care-free you looked on the dance-floor. He knew he had to get to you, but without drawing too much attention to him.

And that’s just what he did. 

You received a call, and knowing how loud the music was, you decided to go down the stairs that led to the small hallway, leading out towards the exit to answer it. But just as you opened your mouth to say “Hello”, you felt a pair of strong hands on your. One cupping your mouth and the other across your stomach to hold your from squirming about. 

This scared you as you didn’t know who it was, until you heard that familiar husky tone in your ear. 

“Hey baby- Did you miss me? I told you I’d find you.”

Originally posted by jmonie

\T A E H Y U N G\

He wasn’t one to be held down, or tamed when it came to running the streets. He did whatever he damn well-pleased and things seemed to get much worse, after you disappeared one night. 

This made him loose his trust in people, besides the closest to him in his gang. Which were the same men who tried to shower him with money, luxury items, and women. 

But he didn’t want any of it. Money came and went. Those women only wanted him for that specific reason. 

The only thing he wanted..He craved…He needed…Was you. And he intended on getting you back no matter what he had to do, or who he had to pay to find you. He would go high and low, far and wide, if it was you.

And someone did end up finding you. 

They dragged you inside the lavish mansion by your hair, making you yelp out in pain to let you go. You had put up a fight, the whole time, earning a few hits, here and there from the man hired to get you. 

This displeased Taehyung, more than anything, and he killed the man in cold blood. Without remorse, he dropped the gun near his body, before going over to you. 

It’s as if his whole demeanor changed. His face that wore a frown a few seconds ago, was now plastered with a soft smile, as he crouched in front of you and brushed a hand against your face, ever so softly. 

“(Y|N)…why did you leave?”

“I know! It’s because I didn’t take care of you right? I need to give you more attention.”

“I promise things are going to be different from now on.”

“It’ll be better.”

Originally posted by rapdaegu

\J U N G K O O K\

If it was one thing he didn’t like, it was someone playing him at his own game of being cunning and sly, and that’s just what you did.

He didn’t like playing by the rules, or listening to what anyone had to say, even though he was the youngest out of his family. The only person that he managed to listen to was you, but ever since you had taken off, he was out of control. 

He went rogue and did whatever he wanted to. Wrecking havoc to the city and anyone who crossed his path. 

But he finally managed to slow down, when he was walked downtown, and looked around, only to spot you, eating inside a restaurant that you always loved going to. 

All the old memories came flooding back, and he acted out erratically upon seeing you, heading inside without thinking. His feet just started to move on their own. 

Here was the person that tore his heart apart, yet was the only one to fix it. 

You looked up to see Jungkook approach you, wearing a look of amusement, which made you fidget in your seat. you knew you had to get out of there, before things got ugly, but it was too late as he flung back the chair that was in front of you so he could sit, but yelled at the top of his lungs.

“EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT! This is my block! If you know what’s good for you, you better leave.”

Within a matter of seconds, people dropped their things and ran out of there as if the devil was on their heels. 

“Now- we’re alone..”He said to you with a smile. 

You stood up with shaky legs, but he shook his head. 

“Sit down, enjoy your food baby..” He said as he took some of it from your plate and ate it, while intensely starring you down.

“I think it’s about time we catch up..”

Originally posted by koreanmusicfan

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Park Chanyeol//The Rhythm of Hate - Part 2

Summary: You hate each other, even though you’re soulmates. You try and stay away from each other, but a shared course and a project is determined to keep you two facing off. (Part 1/Part 2)
Scenario: Soulmate!AU, college!AU
Word Count: 6,726

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Chanyeol as Your Boyfriend

Hello! I love your work so much so i wanted to request a Chanyeol as your boyfriend please ~ If u could write a long one it’s better thank you so much loves have a great day ♥♥♥

Thank you so much, anon! Of course we can! I’ve only done this format once with IU as Your Bestfriend and haven’t done it since (it was way back when we first started the blog), so I hope this ends up okay! Enjoy! 

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endurance

pairing: chanyeol x reader

genre: angst ft a tiny bit of fluff

words: 10.7k

description: you’re in love with chanyeol. you know. his girlfriend knows. the universe knows. does he?

Originally posted by scartic

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