GUESS WHO CAME HOME 🥳🥳🥳

Ty nai!! I'd love longer reblogs (no pressure tho) and this sentence you quoted 😭😭 I hold it very dear to my heart.

P.s. when i wrote this, I didn't have a person in mind, hence the inconsistencies + yj filled in much later on when i decided to publish this

Anyway happy rebloging!!

⚝ NEVER MINE TO BEGIN WITH

Synopsis- yn loves yeonjun who is unable to reciprocate yn's love, because yeonjun is still in love with his past lover who now, lives among the stars

Warnings- angst, complicated writing

Yn was handed a broken heart, which would never belong to him.

Married off to mend the shattered pieces of a heart that were never his. The vows spoken, the promises made, were like heavy chains binding him to a reality where he was a passenger, not the captain of his own destiny. The love he harbored for yeonjun, his chosen one, was a flame that flickered against the gusts of life's harsh winds, refusing to be extinguished.

In the shared spaces of his abode, yn discovered very early on that devotion alone to his lover, wasn’t able to bridge the gap that had formulated in between them. The echoes of his efforts reverberated back to him, a reminder that love, despite being genuine, isn’t always reciprocated.

Yn had always almost been there- yn had always always been never enough though.

People often say, that to die while loving is glorious- is the epitome of true love! but is it truly? Yn asks himself shielding his fragile heart from constant winds of barren lands of love; envious of yeonjun’s object of love that had stolen each and every piece of affection from yn even after years of passing away.

“I love you, yeonjun,” yn offers to his husband- his loved one, but the only thing echoes back is his own words. Yeonjun brakes free from yn’s hold, and yn’s resolve to love name for eternity breaks a little. Chipping away at the edges of his heart like fragile porcelain, leaving behind hairline fractures that whispered of the silent agony he endured.

Afterall, yeonjun's love was never his to begin with.

This man is the embodiment of daddy

⚝ LIFE SUPPORT

Synopsis- yn sends daily messages to this unknown, inactive number cause of habit, one day all their messages get seen. Even yn is bewildered at what happens next.

Choi beomgyu x gn! Reader

Warnings- cursing(?), humour, mentions of almost death.

Part 1.

⚝ NEVER MINE TO BEGIN WITH

Synopsis- yn loves yeonjun who is unable to reciprocate yn's love, because yeonjun is still in love with his past lover who now, lives among the stars

Warnings- angst, complicated writing

Yn was handed a broken heart, which would never belong to him.

Married off to mend the shattered pieces of a heart that were never his. The vows spoken, the promises made, were like heavy chains binding him to a reality where he was a passenger, not the captain of his own destiny. The love he harbored for yeonjun, his chosen one, was a flame that flickered against the gusts of life's harsh winds, refusing to be extinguished.

In the shared spaces of his abode, yn discovered very early on that devotion alone to his lover, wasn’t able to bridge the gap that had formulated in between them. The echoes of his efforts reverberated back to him, a reminder that love, despite being genuine, isn’t always reciprocated.

Yn had always almost been there- yn had always almost never been enough though.

People often say, that to die while loving is glorious- is the epitome of true love! but is it truly? Yn asks himself shielding his fragile heart from constant winds of barren lands of love; envious of yeonjun’s object of love that had stolen each and every piece of affection from yn even after years of passing away.

“I love you, yeonjun,” yn offers to his husband- his loved one, but the only thing echoes back is his own words. Yeonjun brakes free from yn’s hold, and yn’s resolve to love yeonjun for eternity breaks a little. Chipping away at the edges of his heart like fragile porcelain, leaving behind hairline fractures that whispered of the silent agony he endured.

Afterall, yeonjun's love was never his to begin with.

⚝ REVERIE?

College students soobin and yn move into an apartment together who are unaware of each other's existence

900+ words

In the second year of university, yn shifted from his on-campus dormitory to a shared apartment. Being a busy university student who worked two jobs to sustain himself wasn’t easy as it sounds on paper letting him have no chance to greet his roommate properly.

Yn composes himself and marches away to their shared living room for a movie marathon his only solace for the night. On the way, yn notices the other bedroom’s light still up. Looking for something anew, makes his way over.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

The door opens to his supposed roommate- ‘Soobin, that was his name, right?’ yn wonders. Soobin was tall and with those thick rimmed glasses, bangs just above his eyes and headphones that hung around his neck- god he looked absolutely delicious. ‘what the hell is wrong with you yn, you just met this guy!’ yn internally screamed at himself.

“hello…?” Soobin asked confused why yn was at his room this late.

“oh uhm- yeah, I am going to have a movie marathon tonight and thought that I could invite you as well. Since you know, we haven’t really got to know each other as roommates” yn mutters out embarrassed.

Soobin on the other hand patiently watched the man trying to explain himself with an amused smile growing more and more with each second passing. Soobin pretends to think for a second too long, he agrees when yn looks at him with hopeful eyes, unable to refuse the offer.

“sure, ill be there in 5 though” he says shutting the door leaving a giddy yn alone with his own thoughts.

Unknowingly a grin finds its way to yn’s lips as he prepares snacks for his company, switches the lights off and choosing their very first film of the night. Yn sits back on the shared couch, waiting for Soobin. The side of the couch dips slightly as Soobin settles beside yn.

“you don’t need your glasses?” yn asks after examining soobin’s illuminated figure.

“mhm, people say I look much better without my glasses” Soobin replies, raking fingers through his hair.

“really? I thought they looked much better on you” yn passes a comment without a thought.

Soobin’s eyes find yn’s as if questioning the authenticity of his words. Yn suddenly feels small under his gaze and looks away.

“did I say something wrong?” yn asks eyes averted.

Soobin's amused smile returned, and he shook his head. "No, not at all. It's just... no one has ever said that before. Most people think I look unapproachable with glasses."

Yn felt a mix of relief and curiosity at Soobin's response. "Well, I guess I have a knack for seeing things differently. Besides, glasses or not, you seem approachable to me."

Soobin's eyebrows raised slightly, and a genuine smile played on his lips. "I appreciate that. It's refreshing to hear a different perspective."

They both fell silent focusing on the movie being played or at least yn tried. Yn often found himself stealing glances at the latter.

Soobin, who was well aware of yn’s eyes on him turned to face yn. Yn was caught red handed, his eyes slightly widened when Soobin directly saw through him. This time, instead of looking away, yn met Soobin's gaze with a sheepish grin. There was a moment of shared amusement, an unspoken acknowledgment that dispelled any lingering tension.

Soobin chuckled, "Caught in the act, huh?"

Yn laughed, unable to deny the obvious. "Guilty as charged. I guess I'm not very subtle."

Soobin leaned back on the couch, his smile never fading. "No need to be subtle. I mean I am handsome who wouldn't want to look?"

Yn couldn't help but burst into laughter at Soobin's playful remark. "Confident, aren't we?"

Soobin shrugged with a mock-serious expression. "Well, it's a fact. I can't blame you for appreciating the view."

Yn gazed at soobin again for a second too long before focusing back on the movie which was left forgotten long ago.

As the night progressed, the television played movies after movies, the pair occasionally sharing their opinion on certain parts of the movie- constructive criticism perhaps. Tiredness of day caught up to the two when they both released a yawn. Soobin snuggled his body with yn leaning on the latter for support.

Warmth was welcomed by yn when he rested his head on top of the other’s. The soft glow of the TV illuminated their faces, casting a warm and intimate ambiance. Yn couldn't help but appreciate the unexpected turn the night had taken. What started as a simple movie night had evolved into a genuine connection, and now, they found themselves not only sharing laughs but also moments of quiet companionship.

As the next movie started playing, Yn felt a subtle shift. Soobin's breathing became slow and steady, indicating that the weariness had finally caught up with him. Yn, too, felt the gentle pull of sleep tugging at his consciousness. The combination of the cozy atmosphere and Soobin's presence provided a sense of tranquility that was hard to resist.

Soobin, nestled comfortably against Yn, murmured in a half-asleep state, "This is nice."

Yn smiled, his own eyes growing heavy. "Yeah, it is."

The movie played on, but the characters on the screen became a mere backdrop to the peaceful scene unfolding on the couch. Yn, succumbing to the drowsiness, let his eyes close slowly. Soobin, already on the verge of sleep, remained nestled against Yn's side.

It's okay <3 besides that was the right thing to do. I'm glad atleast we got to know eachother from this experience!

hihii i really enjoyed your doordasher!txt texts but have to ask if you got credit from @/gyumibear? they posted the same idea in may (<3) so i'm just curious to if you had taken inspo. if you did, please credit them ^-^

Sorry but I had no idea that they and I had similar posts and it was coincidental completely though I will link their fic in my doordash fic

Thank you for letting me know

OMG ☹️ THANK YOU 🫵

⚝ CHOI LINE AS DOORDASHIANS

@/gyumibear had made a TXT doordash au way before I did please go read it as well linked here!

TXT Choi line x gn! Reader (except for one chat where yj calls you 'who's a hungry boy')

SYNOPSIS- texts between your dashers and you

WARNINGS-slight cursing

⚝ HATE YOU

// CHOI BEOMGYU X GN READER

,,beomgyu witnesses and angry confession, it's up to him what happens next

,,haha, angst (kinda), TXT fic after such a long time, fluff, happy ending, sorta crack?

"It's disgusting how much you invade my mind," they spat out. Beomgyu’s usual teasing grin fell as he looked at their serious and angry face. they huffed, looking away, not daring to stare into his eyes.

"It's like you can't let me live in peace! Every corner of my mind is filled by you and I hate it more that I just can't seem to stop it!" their voice cracked as they confessed to him. they stared into his eyes, now feeling a bit braver. y/n's burning rage was against his cold and icy stare.

"Even now," they scoffed, staring at his unreadable eyes. they just can't seem to understand him or his feelings while they were so readable to him, so vulnerable to him. they hated that fact alone. "Even-... Even now you don't seem to care nor mind about what I've just said!"

Yes. It was humiliating, crying over a guy who would only tease them and push all their buttons to the point they'd explode. It was so embarrassing that they were showing their vulnerable state just for him to stare blankly at them like this. Most of all... they hated themself for even thinking he would have some sort of reaction.

"I- I hate you so much to the point of disgust,"

they took a final glance at his dumb face and then turned around, wiping the tears away. This will be the last time they'll let him walk all over them. This will be the last time they'd let themself think about him. What were they expecting? A pull back to his arms? A romantic scene where he'd confess his feelings as well? That only happens in fiction. Reality is often disappointing.

"I-... Idiot! Come back!" He shouted, running to yn. they spun their heel, seeing that stupid face of his coming closer. they almost wanted to laugh, he never liked running. "How..." yn’s smile dropped, seeing his stance, "Dare," eyes widened, trying to run away, "You!" But they were just a second short.

He tackled them to the ground.

"Agh! That hurts you bitc!-"

"If you hate me, I hate you more! How dare you say those things and think I'd be able to take it all in!?" He shouted, his eyes flared in anger. It was one of those rare rages they had only ever seen once or twice. they gulped, letting him just ramble on. "It's disgusting to you!? Every day to every hour to every second I think of you!" He took a deep breath.

"And I quite enjoy that, okay!? I like thinking about you! I like it so much that I-..." He stopped his words. The two of them sat in front of each other, both unable to speak words.

"Y-You understand, right? What I feel..." He swallowed his saliva. For the first time in their life, they saw his flustered face.

"Only if you say it," they huffed. He opened his mouth, speechless.

"What? No way, you say it first," He insisted. they frowned, shaking their head.

"I initiated this conversation, you should end it nicely!" they reasoned out but he wasn't having any of it.

"Actually you ended it just now, I started this conversation!" He fired back. The two stared at each other before sighing. Silence filled the air as they just stared at each other. He fiddled with his hands while they played with a few strands of their hair.

Maybe they just don't need words. Maybe he could just tug on their hand while they leaned closer. Maybe he just had to glance at their lips to signal to them and maybe they would just have to nod in agreement.

And they kissed without needing words or their endless bickering. They just needed him.

LITTLE MORE

Synopsis- yn boasting their relationship with yj on twt, their frnd grp getting pissed off on the tl (time line)

Warnings- fluff, cursing (as usual), slight taebin at the end, fully smau

All the photos are taken frm twt,, fin~

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