Exo reaction to seeing a picture of their girlfriend who used to be really big with spots and acne? Thank you :)
I can kind of relate with this one. In middle school I had a bob and I got acne before all the other kids in my grade and I had braces. Thankfully things change! And just reminder, there is beauty in every person and every face even if you can’t see it in your own.
Xiumin: *hardly blinks even if he’s a bit shocked at the difference because he’s been judged for his weight once too* Oh Jagiya, it me a sec to see that it’s you but you were so cute back then! *cutesy boyfriend Minsoek*
Luhan: *almost can’t believe that it’s you with the difference* wow, I would have never guessed that you used to look that like…
You: Yeah, and can you stop looking at that please?
Luhan: No, you were pretty and cute. Do you have other ones? I want to see pictures from every stage in your life. *stubborn Lulu comes out*
Kris: *trying to understand given the difference* is this girl sure this is her?
Oh look, her cheek mole! It is Y/N! oh… You do look a lot different today. I can definitely see where you got your beauty from.
You: *slightly confused* where?
Kris: *takes opportunity to be cheesy ‘cause he’s a dork at heart* Here. *he says pointing to your heart*
Suho: *not fazed at all* Oh look! You were so cute! I love this picture of you! You were so pretty <3 *cheesy leader mode on high*
Lay: *knowing you were a little self-conscious* Oh Jagi, you were beautiful then just like you’re beautiful now. I love you. *cute and loving unicorn and understanding boyfriend*
Baekhyun: *looking at the photo without talking for a while, strange given how he doesn’t usually shut up. Thinking about how’s he proud that you did the hard work to make yourself look better but also feeling like the old you is beautiful too and how he wishes you weren’t self-conscious*
Baekhyun: Oh sorry, I was just enjoying looking at you when you were younger.
You: Didn’t look like you were enjoying it.
Baekhyun: No I was, knowing that you feel self-conscious, this must have been hard for you to show me. Thank you for showing this to me. I love you and I want you to know you’re beautiful from the inside.
Baekhyun: *going back into smiley puppy mode as he starts to tickle you* shut up!
Chen: *this troll suddenly becomes serious* Oh my jagi must’ve worked so hard to change what she looks like. I hope she knows that I don’t love her for her looks but how do I explain that…?
Chanyeol: *must make you see that you are beautiful and were beautiful - overreacting giant* No, you have to know that beauty doesn’t come from looks but heart and being a good person and being loving and those are the things that I love about you! I do not love you for your looks! I don’t care. You were beautiful back then and you are beautiful now.
You: Chanyeol, I know that.
Chanyeol *confused yeollie*: wha?
You: I’m confident in what I look like and I am happy with all my imperfections. I may not like what I used to look like but that’s part of who I am. I was that person and then I worked hard to look like what I do today. You don’t have to make it your life mission to make me see my beauty. I already do.
Chanyeol: oh ok…*suddenly awkward but just hugs you* I love you. *he says with his head on yours*
You: I know, you giant dork.
DO: oh look at that picture of my beautiful Jagi as a cute girl! You were so cute back then! I want to squish your cheeks! *reaches toward you after smiling at you*
You: You’re the one called squishy, not me! *you say backing away*
Kyungsoo: Come back here and at least let me hug you! *he calls chasing you through the house*
Tao: Oh my baby must’ve worked so hard to look the way she does today! Oh I’m so proud but she doesn’t have to look perfect for me to love her…I have to call her and tell her I love her right away.
Chen: Maybe you should stop crying first….
Tao: My baby! *continues crying because he gets emotional*
Kai: you were so adorable! You’re smile’s the same today! you know I love that smile, oh sweetheart, this is a great picture! <3
Sehun: how do I tell her that looks don’t matter and that I love her without it sounding sarcastic and bratty? Shit. Let’s go with telepathically; I love you Jagi no matter what you look like!
what would cuddling with Reiji, Ren, Masa and Tokiya be like? :33
Here it is! Apologies if its not to your liking!!
He loves holding you but eh he’d rather send you a 500 page letter on how much he loves you instead of going and hugging you coz he’s too shy
He prefers to hold your hand or stroke your cheek gently
You have to initiate the cuddles here or he will turn into a blush-filled mess trying to wrap his arms around you
He’s shook when you first hold him
He gets used to your warmth and arms and slowly hugs back
It feels like as if he’s scared to hold you
He loves holding you though, cutiepie
He kisses your cheek or your hair, while rubbing circles your hand.
His other hand loops around you
There’s some space between the two of you, mainly for Masa to stay sane
He’s the big spoon
He likes watching you if by any chance, you fall asleep in his arms
He’s a cuddler, yes
Doesn’t have the time to leisurely sit down and hold you in his arms
When he takes a day off, he makes sure he spends loads of time with you in his arms
His cuddles are warm like his heart
He holds you close, his cheek on your hair, his palm enveloping yours
He talks about anything and nothing when holding you
He sometimes sings to you and kisses your forehead lovingly
Sometimes he holds you so your back faces him and you’re on his lap
This is preferred when he’s out showing you the stars
His cuddles are worth all the waiting
He is ALWAYS the big spoon
“_______-CHAN!!” He says, sounding serious like as if a murder has just been witnessed. “What’s wrong Reiji?” You reply, a little worried. His face changes from a serious expression to a puppy face. “Hold me.” He moans.
Will go and hug you for no reason
Surprise cuddles are his forte
Big spoon? Little spoon? Doesn’t matter to him
He can hug any style and anywhere
His cuddles are encompassing and filled with love
He kisses your cheeks a lot.
Sometimes he goes for the lips.
If he tries that in public, you jab his gut.
HE WILL TICKLE YOU IF YOU ARE TICKLISH BEWARE
Keep calm and hug Reiji Kotobuki
He asks if you love him as much as he loves you sometimes
“They see me huggin~ They hatinnn” He sings, completely in tune but very stupidly. “Oh lord, shut up Reiji” You giggle.
A very casual cuddler. Lazy too
In one hand, he’s reading a magazine, the other is wrapped around your waist, pulling you close so you nuzzle his chest
“Can you hear my wild heartbeat, honey~?” He coos, before nibbling your ear.
He’s like this big lion when he cuddles you. You cannot trust him to not eat you.
Loads of kisses- on your lips, nose, neck, chin. Everywhere.
Cuddling->Frenching->the rest is up to your imagination
Sometimes your clothes disappear when all you are trying to do is snuggle together.
When he’s sad, he hugs you from behind, his face nuzzling your neck
He likes being the big spoon but sometimes you gotta be the man too.
Another guy who is merciless when he finds out you’re ticklish
His lap is your chair. Also if you fall asleep in his arms, there’s a good chance he might snap some pictures or talk to you in your sleep.
Can you tell us something about a current writing project of yours? *makes big puppy eyes*
Hey, dear anon :)
Well, of course I’d love to share some stuff! Here’s a summary of a fic I’m currently writing:
“Please, Dean!! Please!”
“Are you kidding me, Jo?”
Jo’s eyes are big and wide and a
serious competition for Sam’s puppy dog look. “It’s just for a
“You want me to pretend to
be your freaking boyfriend?”
“Maybe three days tops …”
“Okay, closer to four days. I
promised I’d help with the preparations for the wedding …”
While she keeps rambling about
flower arrangements and seating plans Dean rolls his eyes, wondering
once again why he didn’t bother to look for some better friends when
he still got the chance.
(In which Dean finds himself at a
wedding as Jo’s fake boyfriend, eating overpriced (and thankfully
free) food and smiling at strangers the whole time, trying to appear
all handsome and perfect and utterly in love … until the moment his
gaze meets the two bluest eyes on planet earth and he realizes with a
shock that the groom’s brother is actually his old high school crush
Castiel – the only person Dean was never able to forget.)
A/N: This is based off a prompt from an anonymous request and I think it’s so superbly adorable that I might actually make this the sequel to the ‘Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts’ mini-series. If you’ve read the mini-series, you’ll know the reader is a screen writer and they got married after she drunkenly admitted she was ready for the next step. You can read it here(I’ll link it as soon as I get home) but you don’t have to, this should be able to standalone as its own mini-series. So shall we?
Chris waited by the front door with the stroller and your baby niece in his arms, while you filled Dodger’s food and water bowl and made sure everything in the house that needed to be off and locked was. You were babysitting your eldest brother’s one year old for the week while he and your sister-in-law were out of town. Your parents had been the first choice but Chris begged and pleaded for the opportunity, bugging your brother so much that it finalized his decision to leave Phoebe with the two of you instead.
But Chris’ persistence wasn’t the only reason; your brother said and you quote, “the man’s going to put a baby in you soon, you might as well have some practice.” You laughed but you knew he was right. You had been with Chris for five years now, married only for one but already discussing the possibility of starting a family; a subject you’d unknowingly brought up before you even got proposed to when you were drunk, but since then there had been serious conversations about it.
The only reason the baby making hadn’t started was because of you, you were still unsure and stalling; Chris knew which was why he asked to take care of Phoebe. You didn’t know that but you knew you’d eventually have to stop talking and start doing, you and Chris weren’t getting any younger and both moms from either side were itching for you and Chris to join your siblings in the Parent Club; your two brothers- James, who had a son and a daughter; Scott, who had a daughter; and Chris’ oldest sister- Carly, who had two sons and a daughter.
“Hurry up, Aunt Y/N.” You heard Chris addressing you with a childlike voice to appease your squirming niece. “We’re getting really bored over here and we want to go out. Don’t we, Bumble Bee?” He cooed and bounced her, drawing small giggles from the one year old. “We want to go outside, yes we do.”
“I’m coming,” you called back as you grabbed Phoebe’s diaper bag from the kitchen counter. You checked the contents yet again, unsure if giving Chris the job of stocking it was the right decision. “Chris-” you narrowed your eyes at the small Ziplock of Gummi Bears. “What’s this?” You held it up and his eyes narrowed in confusion at your question.
“A Ziplock of Gummi Bears?”
“I can see that,” you chuckled. “Why did you pack them? Phoebe can’t eat these yet, she’s one.” You told him then realized when he laughed. “You packed them for me, didn’t you?” You asked then chuckled when he nodded. “Well- we’re leaving them behind,” you said and placed the bag on the nearest table. “I don’t need the distraction when we’ve got a ton of Christmas shopping to do, and a child to watch. Trust you to pick the busiest time of the year to offer our babysitting services.”
“Like we’d have any trouble with this angel.” He said then poked her tiny palm with his stubby finger; she wrapped her hand around his finger then laughed when he did. “She’s so adorable,” he told you, brushing her brown locks out of her chubby face. “I am so glad we have her for the week.”
“Don’t speak too soon, my love. Let’s not forget that it’s only been a few hours.” You reminded him as you walked over, tucking the diaper bag in the basket compartment under the stroller. “She’s an angel now ‘cause her daddy just dropped her off. She’s still unaware she’s stuck with us for the week, but once she realizes that- all hell’s going to break loose and you’re going to be wishing you had let Scott and Lexi take her to Mom’s instead.”
“You clearly don’t know how much I like kids,” he defended.
“You clearly don’t know how well I know my niece,” you countered.
“She’s my niece too, Y/N.” He rolled his eyes at you then turned to smile at Phoebe, who was too busy playing with his hand to flash him one of her smiles. “And I love her to bits, which means- she could kick, scream, and cry, and I’d still think she’s perfect.”
“Hold up.” You pulled out your phone from your back pocket and opened the voice recorder app, pressing the red button to start the recording. “I would just like it on the record,” you told him and he chuckled softly. “You know, so that when she does kick, scream, and cry- you can deal with her without complaints.”
“Fine.” He wrapped his free hand around your wrist and pulled your phone closer to his mouth. “Hey Future Chris, Past Chris talking. I’d just like to remind you that we said Phoebe could kick, scream, and cry, and we’d still think she’s perfect. So don’t you dare complain 'cause you know how much we hate it when Y/N gets that smug gleam in her eyes.” He smirked at you and you chuckled. “Don’t worry though, Bumble Bee’s an angel. I’m sure we’ll have a great week with her despite what Y/N says, she’s a pessimist.”
“Shut up,” you laughed and turned off the recording, saving it before slipping your phone back into your back pocket. “Let’s go because we’ve got a lot of Christmas shopping to do and I want to get it done before dinner.”
“Yeah, let’s go!” Chris cheered in a childlike voice, making Phoebe laugh and you smile.
• • • • • • • •
Chris pushed Phoebe in the stroller while you did the shopping, it was the same every year- not the stroller pushing but the you doing the shopping. Every Christmas since you became his significant other, he’d pass the responsibility of shopping for people in his life over to you; he wasn’t bad at it, you were just better and he was just lazy. The only people he shopped for now was you, his mom, and yours because- well, he couldn’t make you buy your own present and he was a huge momma’s boy.
“Oh my God,” you heard Chris gasp and you turned around, smiling when you saw what he had in his hand; it was a little baby reindeer onesie. “Tell me your heart didn’t just melt a little,” he pouted and you chuckled. “We’re definitely getting this.” He said and tossed it in your basket.
“Chris,” you chuckled and pulled it back out. “We don’t need this, Phoebe’s the only baby in the family and- I’m pretty sure she’s already got one of these at home.” You hung it back on the rack but he took it back down, giving you serious puppy dog eyes. “Chris, no.” You laughed. “What are we going to do with that?”
“We’re going to have a baby of our own and dress her or him in it,” he answered and tossed it back in your basket. You sighed but made no effort to take it out, knowing he wouldn’t let up. “We’re already talking about it, Y/N. Collecting cute little outfits and knick-knacks for our future child is the next step.”
“You really need to keep it down,” you chuckled softly as you joined his side. He wrapped an arm around you, pushing the stroller with one hand while the two of you walked down the Baby Clothing’s aisle. “Let’s not forget we’re not normal people, the last thing we need is one of your fan girls overhearing us talking about having babies.”
“I’m pretty sure we’re already going to make the front page walking around with Phoebe,” he chuckled softly and smiled down at Phoebe who was smiling up at her uncle. “A lot of strangers already think she’s our child, won’t be long before someone recognizes us and tweets about it. I think that blonde lady back there felt like she knew me but wasn’t sure.”
“You do look different in person,” you nodded.
“Still, we’re going to get caught eventually,” he said and you rolled your eyes. “We always do,” he reminded you. “How many times have we had to stop to take photos or sign something? Even you, Miss Screen-writer, have had to sign a copy or two of your scripts.”
“Yeah-” you pursed your lips, “how do people just have that on hand? It’s weird,” you said and he chuckled. “But we’re not going to get caught this time, everyone’s too busy shopping to bother with us. And- you and I, we’re going to keep our hats on,” you tugged at his NASA cap and he chuckled. “The most- we pretend to not know what they’re talking about and be a cute little family of three. We are getting a lot of compliments.”
“Here comes one now,” Chris whispered in your ear, beckoning his head at an older couple smiling at the three of you. “Hi there,” he greeted the old lady who was cooing at Phoebe; she looked up at the two of you and smiled, nodding in acknowledgement. “Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas,” her husband said with a smile. “You two make a very good looking couple,” he complimented, making both you and Chris smile. “And your daughter is just beautiful, much like your wife. You’re a lucky man,” he nodded at Chris and Chris chuckled softly.
“What’s her name?” The old lady asked.
“Phoebe,” you told her and her smile widened.
“That’s my daughter’s name,” she told you and you smiled. “Your girl is just beautiful, she has your eyes.” You chuckled softly because it wasn’t the first time you’d heard that; Phoebe had your brother’s eyes and you looked a lot like him. “Just one girl?”
“We’re planning for more,” Chris answered before you could tell the lady the baby actually belonged to your brother. “How could we not when the first one turned out so perfect?” He said then smiled at you; you stifled your chuckle but nodded in agreement.
“We hope everything works out for you, you’re a beautiful family.” The old lady complimented then took her husband’s arm. “Merry Christmas,” she said. The couple smiled at your little family of three once more before returning to their own shopping.
“We’re a beautiful family,” Chris repeated, beaming. “What’s that- the eighth one in two hours?” He nudged your arm, grinning like an idiot and making you laugh. “Can we please have a baby of our own now? Like- no more talk, we’ve talked enough. Let’s just have a baby already,” he practically begged.
“Get through this week and we’ll see.”
Stay tuned for Here’s Part 2, inbox me if you want to be tagged.
Could you write about Kibum having a youtube channel (he does diy stuff like making candles or make something new out of his clothes just like in key's knowhow) and Jong is boyfriend who sometimes appears in his videos and all of Bum's subscribers just love seeing them together.(Just something fluffy and funny)
Title: Little Freak #1
(jonghyun is of course Kibum’s biggest fan)
“Goood evening my lovely lil freaks, this is Key here
starting up another episode of my little Knowhow!” Kibum greets with a bright
smile, his newly dyed pink hair fluttering atop his head as his miniature fan blows
a cool breeze against his face. “Today on my DIY I’m going to be creating
candles,” he addresses the camera with a suggestive smile. “And for what?” he
reaches behind him and pulls out a single rose. “A date night perhaps?” he
brings the flower to his nose and tips his head back. “Sweet, yes? Today I’ll
try mimicking this scent in the candle I create.”
Kibum started his youtube channel around two years ago and
gathered a total of 3.8 million fans. He mostly uploads DIY videos, occasional
vlogs and accidental uploads with his boyfriend; sometimes said boyfriend will
make a guest appearance and help Kibum to edit the videos once they were done
being filmed. Jonghyun—Kibum’s boyfriend—is known for the indie radio station
he DJ’s every Friday and Saturday night—he has a pretty large fanbase of his
own and overall, they’re one of Korea’s most popular online couples.
Kibum gathers the items he’ll be needing for todays DIY,
calling them out as he brings them to the camera lens. “Candle. Wax. A sensie.”
Unbeknownst to him, the bedroom door creaks open and a brown tuft of hair peeps
inside. Kibum continues to conversate with the camera as Jonghyun slips into
his room, it’s only when the door clicks shut that Kibum looks to his right. He
blinks and watches as Jonghyun tiptoes over to him. He gestures for Kibum to
keep going, but at this point Kibum sighs and pushes his items away to make
room for Jonghyun on the bed.
“Come sit.” He calls and Jonghyun pounces onto the bed almost
knocking Kibum over in the process. Kibum glares his way and then looks back to
the camera. “Some of you may already know Jonghyun…but this is my boyfriend.”
Kibum grips Jonghyun’s chin and moves his head from side to side. “Say hi.”
Jonghyun grins crookedly. “Hello to all of Kibum’s lil
freaks.” He gently removes Kibum’s hand from his chin and intertwines their
fingers. “And some of you may already know, but Kibum,” he brings the back of
Kibum’s hand to his lips. “…is mine.” He smirks at the camera before kissing
the top of Kibum’s knuckles. Kibum shoves him away and flings a pillow at his
“What do you want?”
“To help.” Jonghyun explains and Kibum’s eyes turn into two
“Yeah, you know how much I love candles.” Jonghyun tucks the
pillow under his arms and sits criss-cross on the bed, he leans against Kibum
and rests his head on his shoulder. “I won’t bother you.” He hums and Kibum
relaxes and places his hand to Jonghyun’s knee.
Jonghyun looks up at him from the hood of his bangs. “Kiss
Kibum’s eyes widen and his cheeks flush slightly. “But the
camera…” Jonghyun purses his lips, Kibum rolls his eyes and then grips both
sides of his face. He pulls Jonghyun in close until their lips touch. It’s a
light peck, but Jonghyun’s feeling a little greedy today. He quickly slips a
hand against the back of Kibum’s neck and holds him there until the kiss lasts
a little longer. He pulls back with a snarky grin.
“Just one more,” Jonghyun holds up a finger. “And I’ll stop
for real, I’m serious.” He does those puppy eyes and licks his lips slowly. It’s
a killer combo for Kibum and so he nibbles on his lip before nodding. Jonghyun
grins and excitedly taps the side of his neck.
“Oh hell no,”
“Bum, you promised.”
Kibum turns to look at the camera and mouths. “This is what I
have to fucking deal with.”
Jonghyun taps his neck insistently and Kibum shoves him down
against the bed before climbing ontop of him. He shakes his head. “You’re
ridiculous.” He grumbles and then leans down to kiss the side of Jonghyun’s
neck. Jonghyun smirks and wraps an arm around Kibum’s waist, he pushes him into
his body and licks the shell of his ear.
Kibum turns the camera back on a few moments after Jonghyun
tackled him to the bed and did things to his body that could never, ever be posted to his Youtube channel.
Kibum looks into the camera with a dazed, goofy grin. His pink hair was no
longer swept up like he had it previously styled, but instead it was tousled
and frizzy and there was a questionable red mark at the center of his chest
where the collar of his shirt hung loosely. Jonghyun on the other hand was
configuring the candle quietly, his body swaying to and fro.
“Uhm,” Kibum clears his throat—his voice sounded slightly
hoarse. “Sorry for the interruption there my lil freaks,” he swallows. “Just
ran into a little problem with filming.” He explains and Jonghyun chuckles from
beside him, Kibum shoots him a glare.
Later after the video is uploaded they gather around Kibum’s
Mac to read the first few comments.
DIYsoul: what cute candles and that rose is as red as the
mark on Kibum’s neck ^^
“Suddenly that smiley emoji seems so threatening.” Kibum murmurs,
Babay453: uhm adorable? Why are you two so freaking cute
Redlightonly: do it yourself? More like with your boyfriend
“Nice, I think I like redlightonly.” Jonghyun says, Kibum
shoves him in his shoulder. “Get out.” Jonghyun laughs some more and takes
Kibum’s hand in his.
Freakingfreakfreak: oh nice, maybe I’ll try this myself! Looks
pretty neat, thanks again Key for the amazing diy :D
Kibum smiles happily. “Finally a person that can appreciate
the art of what I do.”
“Then are you saying I don’t appreciate you enough?” Jonghyun
questions with a pout.
“Jonghyun, what do you want? First you crash my video and
then you…” Kibum’s eyes flit to Jonghyun’s lips and he looks away quickly.
“No.” Kibum refuses clicking away at the mouse as he scrolls
through the rest of the comments. Jonghyun looks to him with sparkling eyes and
pulls Kibum up and onto his feet.
“I’ll treat you to dinner.” He suggests trying to coax Kibum
back into the joyous mood he was previously in.
“White wine?” Kibum asks with a childlike look.
Jonghyun nods and slides an arm around Kibum’s waist. “White
wine for my gentleman.” He winks and Kibum laughs lightly as he falls into step
with Jonghyun, they dance around the bedroom to the music in their heads.