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There are not enough hours in the day to listen to Mixtape: OH as many times as I want to.

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Peanut Butter Death Wish

Steve Harrington X Reader (Established Relationship) X Eddie Munson

Slight crack! Eddie is a little shit in this one, but you're a bit of an antagonist too.

⚠️ Warnings: Swearing, mentions of blood and weapons, eating expired peanut butter, sexual references ⚠️

"So uh, the Upside Down is a real place. I thought you guys were talking in D&D terms." Eddie says, stuffing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. With the way that the eerie glow of the other dimension fell on the two boys, Eddie's Hellfire Club Tshirt looked brighter than ever. Besides from the strangeness of the newfound place, it was all he could focus on as the group walked towards Nancy's house- for what, he didn't know. The infamous Steve (The Hair) Harrington was walking directly next to him and Eddie thought he looked ridiculous wearing nothing but his denim jacket and bandages. Laughing to himself, he let his gaze wander over to where you were.

You and Eddie had been friends for a while, but this stupid Harrington guy always got in the way seeing as you two were together. Eddie had wished he knew you before all this craziness so that he might've had the chance to sweep you off your feet instead of killing Demobats. You were wearing black ripped jeans and a David Bowie shirt which was slightly too large for you and hung loosely at your sides- Eddie was sure it was Steve's but he wasn't going to bring it up. Your hair was pulled back into a ponytail and your shoes were triple knotted with their florescent laces. You were beautiful, and this fake snow/ash shit that fell around everywhere definitely added to your beauty. He would've continued staring if it wasn't for Steve interrupting his thoughts.

"Yeah, I've never played that Dungeons and Dragons game before, but all the kids like to make up names for this dimension using their preexisting ones." Steve said, unaware that Eddie was currently eyeing up his girlfriend. He pushed his hair back with his hand and Eddie saw a glistening stream of blood running down the top of his forehead.

"Uh, Steve dude, you've got some blood up there." Eddie motions with his finger as to where it is and Steve wipes it off with the back of his hand.

"Thanks, guess those bats did give me more trouble than I originally thought." He said, taking off Eddie's jacket. "Thank you for this, but I really don't want to get blood on it."

He hands the jacket back to Eddie and Eddie takes it with an unsure expression. He just wanted to be deemed worthy of Steve's time.

"Hey, I think we made it." You said, walking up to the two boys and immediately going to stand by Steve's side and assess the wounds he had. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay." Steve said and you watched more blood run down his forehead, giving him a look which read "Are you fucking stupid?"

"He's lying to you, (Y/N). I saw him stumble over a tree root a little ways back, I'm sure he's getting over the embarrassment of tripping." Eddie smiled and you laughed at his antics.

"Of course he did, he's clumsy as hell." You replied and winked in Eddie's direction. He felt his heart grow ten times bigger at the cute smile you sent him with it.

Walking on towards Nancy's house, Robin struggles with the doorknob and tries to get in to no avail. The lock was stuck in an odd place and no matter how many tries from the group, it wouldn't open.

"Allow me," you said, heading for the living room window and breaking the glass, "It's not your real house so it's fine."

Steve finally caught onto Eddie's staring as you contemplated the best way to slip into the room. He hit Eddie on the shoulder with a scowl and grabbed the denim jacket out of his hands. "Here," he said, putting the article of clothing on the windowsill, "This'll make it so that you don't get cut on the glass."

"Are you sure it's okay that I use this, Eddie?" You asked, completely unaware of the tension between the two. Smiling cockily at Steve, Eddie turned to you and put his hand on his chest.

"Of course that's fine, sweetheart."

Steve felt like the veins in his arms were going to pop.

"Thanks!" You said, slipping into the living room and opening the front door from the inside to allow everyone else in. The darkness consumed the entirety of the abandoned hallways that were familiar to you. Running your fingers over the wallpaper, you remembered all the nights you spent over at Nancy's hanging out with her and watching the latest VHS tapes. Smiling fondly at the memory, you move on into her bedroom following Nancy herself, and have a look around at the posters hanging up. It might've been the Upside Down, but there was the Tom Cruise poster clear as day. You didn't understand the appeal, but hey- maybe the Demogorgons liked him.

Nancy strode over to the closet and frantically searched around for the box that would contain the guns she had for self-defense. Why she had bought them, you didn't know. You picked up the diary from the bedside table and opened up to the latest entry. 1983. The year Barb went missing.

"Where the fuck did they go?" Nancy sighs with frustration as she digs through everything in her closet.

"Maybe the Demogorgons took them?" You offer the ridiculous suggestion to no one in particular and laugh at your own joke.

"Real funny (Y/N)." Nancy says, clearly still upset about not finding them.

"No, no. I think she might be onto something." Eddie says with an antagonizing grin, looking you directly in the face. You stare at Steve with a confused look now noticing what Eddie was up to, but your boyfriend was looking down at his shoes with his mouth pressed into a hard line. He was pissed.

You throw the book over to Nancy, who looks at you with confusion. "What's this?" She asks.

"Your diary. Look at the date."

"You were looking at her diary?" Robin pipes up from the hallway with her head just barely visible around the corner. You rolled your eyes with a smile.

"September. 1983." Nancy read aloud and you watched the realization dawn on her. "I haven't bought the guns yet. That's why they're not here."

"Bingo." You said, laying back on her bed and staring up at her ceiling. Because of this, you didn't notice that Steve and Eddie had walked out of the room.

Turning the corner into the kitchen, Steve leans back against the countertop which was covered in the mysterious vines that adorned the rest of the Upside Down. He glared at Eddie who had joined him and felt the anger rushing back to him. However, he decided it would be best for everyone if he stayed calm.

"What was that?" He asked, putting his hands on his hips.

"What was what?" Eddie asked, rummaging through the cupboards and finding a jar of peanut butter.

"You know what I'm talking about." Steve said, handing Eddie a spoon from the drawer behind him.

"Thanks." He replied and opened up the jar, still staring at Steve.

A couple of moments pass while Eddie eats his snack and Steve waits for him to answer. The punk rocker's hair was strewn all over the place and his shirt was covered in the stains from both the lake and the other dimension. Well, at least he had a shirt.

"Why are you trying to seduce my girlfriend?" Steve asked, grabbing a spoon of his own and sharing the peanut butter with Eddie.

"1983 peanut butter. Seasoned with the sky shit from the Upside Down." Eddie said.

"Can you just answer the question?"

"Oh uh. Because she's hot I guess." He says, moving towards the cabinet again to try and find another snack. Stopping him by placing a hand around his arm, Steve gave him the death glare.

"I respect you, dude. I really do. But (Y/N) isn't available."

"What are you guys talking about?" You came out from Nancy's room with the diary under your arm and your hair down now. You looked tired and worn out from all this Scooby-Doo investigating that both boys felt bad for leaving you to do the work while they had their petty argument.

"Steve was telling me to stop flirting with you." Eddie put point-blank and held out the jar for you. You walked over to him and dipped your finger in taking a little taste of it before deciding it was safe to eat.

"This shit has to be expired." You said, grabbing the spoon from Steve and popping more of the delicious cream into your mouth.

"It most definitely is." Eddie said.

"So uh, the fact that Eddie is flirting with you doesn't bother you at all?" Steve asked you with concern.

"Nah, it just makes you all angry and flustered and I think a jealous Steve is a hot Steve."

Steve found himself grow extremely hot when you said that, the blush on his face overpowering any other expression. He was nervous that you were secretly liking Eddie's antics but to find out that it was just to get a rise out of him, made him feel things he probably shouldn't describe with the third party in the room.

"Pants getting tight, bud?" Eddie asked with a knowing glance and Steve hurried to place his hands on his jeans to conceal anything that he didn't want showing. You were smiling and staring him up and down.

"I gotta hand it to you, (Y/N). Steve is sexy as hell."

"That's just your bisexuality talking." You said to Eddie with a knowing glance. He laughed and now started to check out your boyfriend.

"If you ever need a third party, you know who to ask." Eddie said, exchanging a fist bump with you.

"Absolutely not." Steve said, taking your hand with the spoon still attached outside of the Wheelers house.

The Gom Jabbar

DogsdogsAU-Nigel & Will

(Different version⬇️)

I’ve been slowly obsessing over this two because of all the possibilities their duo can have. HEAR ME OUT (rant warning):

Them meeting after such climactic moment of their story is beneficial for their own, Will post-fall and Nigel post-Gabi. Will ending up after the fall alone, Hannibal dead or leaving him, he returns now as an agent in the FBI or something similar, divorcing with Molly. (This can be different, at the end just that his life turns monotone) He ends up in Bucharest because of gang wars back at home, Jack and Wills relationship now more close. There he ends up getting attacked by a gang that figured out who he was but was saved by another one, then giving him a different offer than he’s used to. Join the FBI office in Bucharest and help them get info, not much help but something basic, at the end, Will owns them. Will and Nigel don’t meet right away, but when they do there’s two things that struck one another from each other:

-Will: “His face will always haunt me”, so ironic because of the much obvious opposition of similarities from Nigel and Hannibal.

-Nigel: “I never had such empathy” Nigel will be intrigued of how Wills morale, after Hannibal changed the brunette so much, you can guess what I mean.

At first they’ll barely interact, sometimes only seeing each other in reunions where Will serves drinks or is just a type of “witness”.

The story will keep on and actually dive in on them when Nigel realizes, “holy shit, he’s actually as fucked up and intelligent as me”. He found another new half.

It really depends on someone on how their story will be, but I feel like this one carries WAYY too much potential.

+ Something I feel like is perceived wrong of them is how Nigel’s jealousy will work, IT WONT BE LIKE THE ONE HE HAD WITH GABI, AT ALL.

And yes, Will finds amusing how similar and drastically different Hannibal and Nigel are, at least the leader won’t speak with him in metaphors and riddles.

(I also have the headcanon that Will and Darko actually get on pretty well, but Darko respects Will a lot)

(ONYL REPOST ART WITH CREDITS PLEASE, I SPENT 3 DAYS ON THIS)

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Doodles and Dates (Eddie Munson x Reader)

Masterlist

Eddie Munson x Artist! Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: None

Synopsis: Eddie has fallen for the quiet girl he sits next to in class who’s always drawing.

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Hey!! I am currently working through some other fanfics that have been in my drafts forever and I have a Cliff Booth one coming out soon! However, I was wondering if I should post the Seo Moon-Jo one I've written? It definitely falls into the yandere category....but then again, it is Seo Moon-Jo.

Thoughts?

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You're my Salvation

SEO MOON-JO X READER

⚠️ Warnings: blood, gore, mentions of death, reader is drugged, sexual innuendos, talk of murder and cannibalism, teeth, violence, yandere themes, very obsessive behavior. ⚠️

God, I'm so fucking horny for psychopath dentists

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Sauntering forward clad in a long black shirt and jeans, the man made his way towards the end of the hallway. Walking back and forth awaiting their arrival, he threw the tennis ball up in the air and caught it with the opposite hand, occasionally growing bored of the same motion and then throwing it towards the ground. They were taking a lot longer than he had expected them to. Now drenched in the blood of their previous boyfriend, he wiped at the stray marks on his arm, cringing as it clung to his skin. This was going to be a messy clean-up. He usually wore gloves to protect his otherwise manicured nails, but this was an unsuspected kill. He had no ill-will towards the man, besides from the fact that he had been close to his darling and he couldn't let that happen.

Hearing footsteps resounding towards the stairs by the door, he quickly slipped into one of the rooms of one of the other tenants, room 302. The room was dark compared to the dimly lit hallway. However, everywhere was cold. The summer did nothing to prolong the winter that grew in his heart. You had, though. He had never felt so in love with the possibility of love; casting it aside for most of his life due to his traumatic past and traumatic present. The only thing that got easier as time went on was murder. How funny for something so inhumane to be the most humane part of him. At least in a way, he thought so.

"Moon-jo!" You called out towards the air. Your hair was in a frenzy as your eyes darted back and forth, taking in the terrifying hallway before you. He was lurking somewhere in the shadows and you knew it; you could almost feel his heartbeat in the walls. He lived and breathed this place and it breathed into him, festering and growing into a murderous mindset that he couldn't escape. His story was written on the walls and his aura had seeped into the floorboards. This place never felt safe to you and it sure as hell didn't now.

"I know you can hear me. I know it." You called to the darkness once more, thinking that if you had averted the more argumentative tone that he might appear. He was never pleased when you tried to take control over a situation he deemed to be his. Suddenly, a tennis ball rolled to your feet from the other direction. You picked up the familiar object with hesitation, face contorting in discomfort once you saw the underside of it was coated in a dark red substance.

"Darling." You heard from behind you and stopped all sudden movements. It felt as though your feet had melted into the floor and you were stuck in place, joints growing stiff. What had happened to your confidence when you first came in looking for your partner?

When it hit you as to what happened, it was already too late. Syringe in his hand and his arms around you, your eyes met with your neighbor. His eyes were calm as he dropped to the floor with you, holding you to his chest as you felt the drug take over your senses.

"Hey. Calm down." He said, holding you gently and running his free hand through your hair, dropping the needle. He was glowing almost; the long hair framed his cheekbones and his eyes shone with love as he stared at you. There was blood all over his face and in his mouth which you noticed the moment he cracked that unsettling smile of his that you had grown to hate so much.

Slipping into the void of your mind, you watched the light fade away from the hall. The darkness grew around the two of you until the only thing left in focus was the man who had drugged you. "It's okay now." He said.

That's the last thing you remember. Before waking up in a dingy cinder block room with only one window, you remembered the eyes of Moon-jo which would be an image that would never leave your brain. You took a look around and noticed that you were tied up in a dentist's chair with a table of tools on the side. Wincing at the shooting pain from your wrists, you saw that your hands had been bound to the armrests with duct tape. Other than the fact that it was too tight, you were left unscathed. The darkness from the window signaled that it was nighttime and you had been out for a good couple of hours. How long you had been in there, you had no idea.

"Hello, my love." You heard from the chair next to you. Moon-jo was sitting down still covered in blood from his last kill, hair splayed about his head. He was smiling again, as though this were a normal occurrence between the two of you and that all he had done was ask you what your favorite color was. He watched you look down to his hands and to the weapon he was holding; the axe positioned between his legs shining in the moonlight.

"Please. I don't know what I did to you but I'm so sorry," you began as your eyes started to burn from your headache, "Don't hurt me, Moon-jo."

He looked so pissed now, much to your dismay. He was holding back an immense amount of anger and for what, you weren't sure. Was it not in his plans for you to plead for your life when he had taken you to his lair?

Sighing, he hung his head low before looking up at you with angry eyes. "I would never hurt you."

Never hurt you? What the hell did he mean by that? He had you bound up in a dentist's chair with a bunch of dangerously sharp looking objects sprawled around the two of you. He was a murderer. A cannibal. And he promised to not hurt you?

He smiled. "I know the thoughts that are running through your head right now, but you have to believe me. I would never lay a finger on you in a way that wasn't loving." He laid the weapon against the wall closest to him and held up his hands in a surrender-like position. Although he still looked slightly angry, he was more calm now that he noticed you had settled a bit. You looked around, trying to see if there was anything on the table that you could reach, but there was nothing close enough to touch without him knowing. Turning back to him, you spit in his direction.

"Leave me alone. I hate you." You said with as much anger and intensity as you could muster. He smiled once more.

"This is for us. Everything I do is for us. I killed Mrs. Eom and the others for you. I'm willing to give up everything, including the only life I've ever known. For. You." He lightly ran his finger along the hem of his shirt, his eyes never leaving yours. He jumped up from the chair and made his way to where you were seated as you tried to sink back into the upholstery to get away from him. "How funny, you're still scared of me when I'm close to you."

His hand lightly grazed your cheek and you thought for a moment to bite it to piss him off so you could grab the scalpel by the chair. It wasn't a bad idea and you were just about to act on it until he placed his hand around your neck, holding your chin up to look at him. "Don't even think about it. Or I'll make our engagement rings out of your teeth."

Oddly enough, this calmed you down. You mentally cursed yourself for letting his deep voice soothe you, and for letting him talk you into being content with your current position. If he had wanted to kill you, you had a feeling he would've done so already.

"Why are you doing this?" You asked him once he had removed his soft grip on you. He then sat down on the edge of your chair and placed your hand in his, twiddling with your fingers. For a moment you thought that he might've been reconsidering his previous statement of never wanting to hurt you, and that he was thinking about chopping them off one by one. He looked at you with tired but kind eyes, as kind as a serial killer could get.

"I told you, we're going to be together forever. Even if I have to kill everyone to be with you."

"Why me?"

"You're just as fucked up as I am." He said nonchalantly, as if the idea of murder didn't bother you in the slightest. "You still have those pesky morals of yours but I know what lies inside you."

You gulped and felt your entire body close in on itself. You wanted to get away from him, to run as far as you could from the stupid Eden Residence that ruined your life. You wanted to run to whatever police department would listen to your antics and to lock Seo Moon-jo up behind bars for the rest of his sad and pathetic existence, never allowing him to torture another human being again.

But you didn't. And you knew you wouldn't. Because as much as you hated to admit it, part of you accepted the fact that he was crazy. You accepted it a long time ago and were willing to look past the fact that he wasn't sane. Because a part of you thought that you could someday learn to love him, as much as you hated to admit. He had been adamant about dates before, but you had turned down every one in fear of being met with the monster before you. God, what was wrong with you? You were just as crazy as him.

"I know you're thinking about us," he said, "I can feel it."

"Please let me go." You said, calmer this time with less of a beg. Your wrists were really starting to hurt with the tape on you and you just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. Never having to see him again.

"Don't lie, there's a part of this that turns you on."

Eyes widening in shock, you look towards Moon-jo who had an intense gaze on you. Your silence proved his theory to be right and he chuckled to himself as he went to reach for the axe once again, twirling and twisting the hilt around. He pushed back his hair and revealed the blood on his forehead and a chain around his wrist. Noticing that you were staring, he shook his wrist in a way that the light would refract off of the charms. Teeth.

"These are all yours, love."

Tonguing the back of your mouth in denial, you were horrified to find that there were molars missing from both the top and bottom.

"The one around yours are mine." The chain that was wrapped around your wrist slightly underneath the duct tape held four teeth, all covered in the same red liquid that Moon-jo was covered in. You remembered that when he had drugged you there was a heavy amount of blood coming from his mouth.

Your stomach twisted in knots. Whether it was because of fear or arousal or both, you didn't know.

"Let's have some fun. We have the rest of eternity ahead of us." He said, walking towards you with the most loving look he could muster.

Heyo!!!

Just wanted to hop on here real quick to say thank you to all of you who have been supporting my writing! It means the world to me especially since I'm so inexperienced. There are so many lovely creators on this app that I aspire to write similarly to! It's crazy to me how I started reading fanfiction back in 2014 and have now gathered the confidence to write my own, post it online and get all this amazing feedback!

I also wanted to say that requests are open! If there's someone you would like fanfiction of that you're unsure if I write for, please send the request anyways!!! It keeps it fun and interesting for me to learn about characters that I don't know all too well and to write them into a story.

And again, because I'm not sure if it was entirely clear, I want everyone to know that this is a safe space. For everyone. Regardless of sexual orientation, race, identity, everyone is welcome. I don't want anyone to feel judged!

Again, thank you for all of the support and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. I'm excited to grow both as a writer and a person.

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TXT Boyfriend Headcannons

Coming out to the boys as Transgender FTM

TXT X MALE READER

Warnings: Accidental misgendering, slight angst, a lot of fluff

Summary: You've finally come to terms with the fact that you were born in the wrong body. You've been wanting to tell your boyfriend that you want to transition, but you're scared of his reaction.

Yeonjun

He knew something had been bothering you for a while way before you had the balls to tell him

(literally)

You had sauntered into his bedroom later in the night, after you had gotten done practicing with work for the day and you had instantly went for cuddles

Usually this meant that something was wrong and that your mood was off, to which Yeonjun would "cuddle the sad out of you" and his comfort would be enough to wipe your worries away

But tonight, it seemed different and his cuddles deemed ineffective

"Baby, what's wrong? You've been avoiding me all day and now my cuddles aren't even enough to make you happy"

Yeonjun looks down at you and his heart breaks when he sees your eyes well up with tears

"Y-Yeonjunnie, you s-said that you'd love m-me no matter what right?"

Now he is VERY confused

"SHIT (Y/N), Are you pregnant??????"

This actually makes you laugh and you reply with "No obviously not."

Yeonjun's racing heart calms down a little

"Yeonjunnie. I think I was born in the wrong body."

Yeonjun was even more confused now, reaching out to grab your hand and saying a few words trying to comfort you, thinking it was your body dysmorphia flaring up again. Only to find out... It wasn't.

"Yeonjun. I'm a boy."

Why would you be so afraid to tell him that? He doesn't understand why you'd be so scared, did he make you feel as though you had to hide from him?

He hugs you with a tight and loving embrace

"And you're the best boyfriend I could ever ask for."

Soobin

You had been weird all week.

Avoiding swimming with the members after practice, watching the things you eat, hiding out in your room and wearing abnormally large hoodies

Soobin was nervous that these were the signs you were depressed

So he went to the store on his way home from vocal coaching and he picked you up some flowers and a Brisk half and half, your favorite

He dramatically walks into your room with a "Babe, Look what I have for youuuuuuu"

And to his surprise, he finds you standing in front of a mirror, your chest taped down and your hair up out of your face

"Soobs, what the hell?"

His smile falters as he takes in your tear-streaked face and he runs to hug you which makes you jump

"I'm sorry, I should've knocked. How long have you been keeping this from me?"

Soobin is really smart when it comes to these things. He's very intuitive with people's feelings and he's done lots of research regarding the LGBTQ since he recently discovered he identified in the bisexual area

Which was good for you, because Soobin took your arms and held them up to his face

"What are you doing?"

"Having my boyfriend caress my face, now it's time for our nightly movie and I want to kiss you while you drink your brisk tea I got you

You were so overwhelmed with love, that your next response was delayed

"Wait wait wait wait wait you got me brisk tea???!? The half and half?!?!?"

"That's the one"

Beomgyu

He had found out by snooping through your shared closet one day

'whats this?'

He pulls out one of your binders, hidden under a bunch of clothes on the floor

"(Y/N), what kind of bra is this?"

He asks you as a joke, but you just about had a heart attack then and there

"Give me that." You ripped it from his hands, leaving him drunk dazed and confused

"What's wrong?" He touches your shoulder and leans down to put his chin in the crevice if your collarbone as he usually does "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

Beomgyu's words of kindness bring you back down from your cloud of anger and you reach out to pet his hair

"Gyu, you didn't do anything wrong, it's just- I've been keeping something from you for a while and I've been nervous for your reaction."

Beomgyu listens intently as you tell him about your gender dysphoria and how scared you've been to open up to him or any of the other members

He pulls you into a hug

"You'll always be my little squish, whether you're a girl or a guy I'd still love to make out over Applebee's"

You knew this was Beomgyu's way of showing affection so you went with it and hugged him so tight you thought your arms would fall off

"Thank you, Gyu."

Taehyun

"Darlingggggg when will you come swimming with us?"

Taehyun had asked you this same question for the past couple of weeks, but you keep putting him off, telling him that you're busy or you're not feeling well

In all actuality, it was the fact that you were inexperienced with wearing a binder in the water and you didn't want to force yourself into a bikini for the sake of your boyfriend being pleased

You have yet to come out to him about being trans, and Everytime you tried to have that conversation he had been busy or the timing wasn't right

But you were both in his car, Chase Atlantic playing softly on the stereo as Taehyun drove you to your favorite ramen shop. He promised you ramen if you were to go swimming, which you accepted with hopes you'd be able to have the conversation tonight

As you walked in, you were met with the delicious smell of egg rolls and ramune, and you found your way to a seat in the back

You had just ordered your food when you caught Taehyun staring right at you, seemingly looking through your eyes into your soul

"What're you doing?" You asked as he stared some more

"Looking at my darling, the most beautiful girl in the world."

And there it was, the source of your upcoming panic attack. Yeonjun knew about your situation so he used your correct pronouns without problem. In fact, all the boys were trying to use your new pronouns and you were surprised that Taehyun had yet to ask you what you preferred

"Excuse me, I have to use the restroom."

You got up from your chair and headed straight for the ladies room (you weren't comfortable with the men's restroom just yet) and you locked yourself in a stall to calm your panic attack

Twenty minutes go by and Taehyun gets nervous, so he goes to check on you

"(Y/N), is everything okay in there?"

Seeing no one, he walks into the bathroom to find you crying on the ground

"Darling? Darling what's wrong?"

"I-I'm not a girl..."

Sudden realization dawns on him as he realizes why the other members had acted so weird earlier when he brought you up and said how beautiful you were

"Darling, hey I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't know, I'm madly in love with you, even if I have the pleasure of calling you my boyfriend now instead of my girlfriend"

"Really? You still love me even though I'm not a girl anymore?"

"Of course." He gave you the biggest hug and ruffled your hair, feeling your heartbeat calm with his presence.

Taehyun held you as close to him as he could and whispered loud enough that you could hear; "You're the most handsome boy in the world and it's a pleasure to be with you."

Hueningkai

He knew

He saw it in the way you tried to wear all of his baggy clothes and with the way you started carrying yourself. You were always talking with Beomgyu about something, staying at his place late nights for your talks and Hyuka knew where this was headed

You were taking secret ninja classes and Beomgyu was your instructor

He was waiting for you to come up to him about it though, of course. He couldn't risk the idea of you knowing his awareness of your secret life, it wasn't the ninja way

So when you sat him down at the table to talk one night while you were eating rice, he could barely contain his excitement

"Hyuka, I have something to tell you. I understand if you won't have feelings for me anymore after this, but I have to tell you in order for me to truly open up about being myself"

At this point, he was practically bouncing

"I-I'm trans"

What did that mean? He stopped being all giddy as he lets it sink in what you told him. Trans? So you weren't a ninja?

Disappointment clearly crossed his face, and you were ready for him to tell you the bad news of 'Im sorry (Y/N)' or 'I'm straight.' Thousands of thoughts ran through your head and you were on the verge of a mental breakdown. Just then-

"So you're not a ninja?"

Uhm what?

"What are you talking about Hyuka?"

"All my hoodies you stole, it was because you were trying to hide your chest and not your identity?"

You laughed so hard and for so long that you couldn't breathe and eventually Hyuka joined in

"I knew you were my boyfriend, I just thought that Beomgyu was your secret ninja instructor or something." Kai held onto your waist as he gave you a hug from behind, kissing the side of your cheek and smiling into your neck.

At this, you laughed again at Kai's misunderstanding and you kissed him back

"The first rule of being a ninja is not telling anyone your secret identity. If I were a ninja, I would have failed by now." You said, playing with his hair

"This is why I love you. Wanna watch Surf Ninjas?"

"Hell yeah"

(sorry for the random ENHYPEN reference in Beomgyu's story)

he is such a tease!