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[6:34 PM]—nishimura riki

includes: painter! ni-ki, photographer! reader, gn! reader

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riki loves painting.

anything that meant putting paint on a canvas. he loved painting the sky whatever color he wanted, he loved making the grass blue, he loved painting the world how he wanted it to look. he was always told he had a wild imagination, and he poured his imagination into forms of art. he loved dancing as well but dancing is exhilarating in ways paint isn’t and paint is calming in ways dance isn’t. he didn’t feel like dancing today, his bones not roaring with the songs but rather his fingers were itching for a paintbrush.

if he loves to paint anything, he especially loves to paint scenery. he loves painting nature as it goes on around him. he loves the feeling being outside gives him, surrounded by his favorite mediums and colors. but he can’t go alone.

enter in you, who’s running up to him with your camera hanging from your neck and waving at him when you see him in view. he waved back, less enthusiastic but he is happy to see you just the same. you share the same sentiment with your love for nature, but you capture it through a lens rather than on a canvas. you always told him that you two fit well, how you both want to show everyone what the world looked like through your eyes. he could listen to you gush on and on about how you think it’s fascinating how the subtle changes in light and editing can depict a story with just one simple picture, and you can listen to him ramble about different brushstrokes and color combinations can give a painting a whole new meaning.

you sat behind him as he started painting the field before him, humming a softest tune, the sound he recognizes as the song you’ve been listening to on repeat for the past couple days, and hums along. you braid his hair, careful fingers braiding together strands to make two braids that you tie together to make a little ponytail. you always said how much you liked his hair when it’s long, and he liked you combing through it when he’s tired and laying in your lap. you quietly took flowers from around you, pretty white daisies, and picked off the stems to place them in between the interlacing of the braids, and he can hear how your hum subtly shifts when you smile because of your work. you back away and moments later he hears the shutter of your camera, clicking and going off in succession.

you always said you loved taking pictures of him the most.

“is it so wrong to take pictures of who I think is the prettiest person in the world?” you had said with a playful grin, after riki had asked why do you take so many pictures of him.

to you, there could not be any scenery prettier than riki, and riki had the same sentiment when it came to you.

he knows you know of them, but he will never outright admit to you how many sketchbook pages you take up, or how many canvases he has stowed away that are nothing but your face. he’s too shy, a little too boyish to be truthful when it comes to how much he loves you. but you know, have seen the pages that litter his studio floor, the paintings he leaves uncovered on easels, and he knows you know how much he adores you and that's enough for the both of you.

“yn, can i paint you?” he asks softly when he hears a pause in your clicking. you hum and skip over to his side.

“sure, but you don’t want to keep painting the field?”

riki shakes his head. why paint the field when he can paint you, someone more beautiful than any sky at any time of day? his favorite subject to paint, his one and only muse.

“i think i’d rather paint you than some grass.” he laughs and you laugh as well, walking in front of the easel he had set up and sitting down on the grass, unsure of what to do. he notices, of course, notices the way your fingers curl around the grass out of uncertainty. “just do whatever you want.” he assures you and you look up and immediately smile before looking at the viewfinder of your camera, pressing on the buttons on the side to scroll through the pictures.

you have the prettiest smile on your face as you do, one someone only brings out when they’re oh so deeply fond of something. riki gets curious.

“what are you looking at?”

you look up and your eyes melt as you giggle, like riki has asked a ridiculous question. to you, at least, it was ridiculous.

“what else? my muse of course.” you say easily and riki can’t help but blush and smile. he hides his face behind his canvas, pretending to go back and paint. he’s grateful that the gentle breeze cools his warm cheeks, because what he says next is a embarrassing, but he means every word.

“funny you say that, because i’m also looking at mine.”

a/n: based off the charybdis concept photos BECAUSE DID YOU SEE HIM AND HIS LITTLE PAINTER CONCEPT PLS i just love the painter photographer concept and being each other’s muses<33 a little longer than my other time stamps because im a little soft for riki(i just think he’s a funky lad)

ahh, this is so good I'm proud of u Elly🥰🥰

HAPPIER IN OUR MEMORIES. (SJY) | 너의 기억속에 나 (심재윤)

❝i’m selfish, i know, i can’t let you go. so find someone great, but don’t find no one better. i hope you’re happy, but don’t be happier.❞ — happier by olivia rodrigo

KOREAN TITLE: 너의 기억속에 나 (meaning: the ‘me’ in your memories)

SYNOPSIS: As the clock ticked further towards your fate that was set in stone, the further the one you loved seemed to drift away from you. But who was really the one walking away?

GENRE: angst, non-idol!au, ill-fated lovers.

PAIRING: sim jaeyun x fem!reader.

WORD COUNT: 4.8k words.

WARNINGS: mentions of illnesses, descriptions of depressive thoughts, possibilities of cheating, thoughts about falling out of love.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: this is my first ever fic and i am needlessly scared JDJSJS also please don’t ask why my first draft is so dark, i don’t know why either hELP (/j). i’m still trying to improve my writing, so advices and feedbacks would really help!! beta reader credits to my wife @yunascular and my godparent @terrytaehyunnies !! — with love from the owner, elly.

“Miss (Y/N).”

The stern voice of your nurse snapped you out of your daze. Your fingers pushed the scrapbook in your hands to a close with a small ‘thump’, your weak (E/C) irises met her brown ones. Despite her previous tone of voice, Nurse Kim seemed to soften her gaze on you as she placed a glass of water on your bed stand. You could hear the sound of her pouring your dose of pills for today too; it was a noise that you despised because it served as a reminder of your present. Not just that, but the hospital gown on your figure and the ticking of the clock… all of them. But, there was only one thing that could bring you solace.

“Is Jake here yet?” The sentence almost felt like a routine to you, the excitement in your voice didn’t do a good job at hiding itself. Nurse Kim must’ve thought the same as she chuckled. “I’m sure he will arrive soon enough.”

The presence of your lover by your side was the only thing that kept you going. Would it be an understatement to say that he was the sun to your world? He would’ve laughed at you if you ever told him that. But truly, you weren’t exaggerating.

Jake was there for you at the night of your school’s prom. He was there when you snuck out of your bedroom to go out with him at night. He was there when you lost consciousness for the first time in class. He was there when the doctor told the both of you about your brain cancer, a terminal illness. He was there when you realized you had little to no time left to live. He was there when you cried and cursed out your fate. There were more — yet, your constant headaches always prevented you from recalling everything — but you knew one thing. It was the fact that Jake had always been there for you.

“Please remember to take your medicine, Miss (Y/N).” Nurse Kim sent a last reminder to you before bidding you goodbye, not wanting to disturb your private visit with your boyfriend. You nodded with a hum, yet the glass of water and pills were left abandoned on the stand. Fingers eagerly tapping on your bed at the same pace as the singular clock ticking on the wall of your room, all you wanted right now was to see Jake. You wondered where was he right now? What did he do today? How was Layla? Gosh… you were just so in love with him, weren’t you?

And that was why it hurt the most when slowly, you began to realize that something was off.

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thanks for the tag Soren <33 snowed in + enemies to lovers + rescue mission omg is it like they meet in a public building; a school or a mall, get snowed in, and are trapped together forced to make-up, confess, and one of them confesses and 3 year-long crush then FINALLY a rescue mission is carried out to get them out of the building??? tagging: @meraniki @hrtattcker @/anyone who wants to do it

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This is the same guy who was shy to do sexy dance

oH my Gawd ATEEZ served-

the visuals?? Hwa ponytail🥵😱 yeosang center??? The raps??? HALA ATEEZ??? THE INSTRUMENTAL OF THE SONG?? whole song oml-%$#%&%$$GFSDDT

not to mention this performance- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5un8aabBtI this shouldn't be allowed to be viewed for free DEJA VU SOTY ❗❗❗

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AHHH YHE WAY IM SO EMBARRASED FOR JULIET BUT ALSO SO PROUDDD XJSKKJASSS-

Miss ma’am really served with that bomb outfit and the lip bite🤪🤪

Poor hongjoong🧍‍♂️

not kid-friendly

juliet’s masterlist

set in late august, 2021

note: the mediocre gif is mine; the text messages between felix and juliet are in english, and the ones between her and chan are in korean

warning(s): a few mentions of butts 😭

summary: in which juliet attempts felix’s viral tiktok.

a/n: you can find a clip of felix’s tiktok here 🤩 felix you go bestie!!!!!

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ONE DAY AGO

oi felix 🐣 [18:05] do it!!!!!!

juliet 🤍 [18:05] ❤️ no ❤️

oi felix 🐣 [18:05] pleassseeeee 🥺

juliet 🤍 [18:05] i embarrass myself enough 🕴

oi felix 🐣 [18:06] are u saying my tiktok was embarrassing 🤨

juliet 🤍 [18:06] not when ur the one doing it :/ u make everything look adorable smh

oi felix 🐣 [18:06] people will love it i promise 🥺

juliet 🤍 [18:06] .

oi felix 🐣 [18:06] juliiiieeettttttttttttttt 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

juliet 🤍 [18:07] fine 🤕 i’ll try it, but if it’s too embarrassing i’m not posting it…i’m only doing this bc i love u i hope u know that

oi felix 🐣 [18:07] 🥰

PRESENT

Juliet sighs as she replays the clip again, though she can’t suppress the fond smile that tugs at her lips at the sight of her best friend… wriggling his hips—for lack of a better term—with a bright grin lighting up his face.

See, it’s not the dance moves that have her stumped, but more so the… unabashed confidence required to pull this off. And she’s a hundred percent certain that there’s no way she could make it look as endearingly adorable as Felix did.

Deciding to finally give it a go, she props her phone against a few books before scooting backwards a bit to ensure that her body from her knees up is completely in frame.

Once she’s certain that she has the right angle, she hits ‘play’ on the screen and starts mimicking Felix’s movements along to the same song. It’s not too shabby for her first try, but the awkward smile plastered across her face definitely doesn’t scream confidence nor cuteness.

Goddammit, Felix.

Scrapping the video with a groan, Juliet begins recording again, this time making sure to control her facial expressions better despite the embarrassment coursing through her veins. To think she thought she could nail this in just one take—it’s just ten seconds of wriggling her hips while doing a 360° turn, how hard can it be?

Very much so, apparently, considering she never accounted for the sheer mortification she’d feel from giving the camera a full view of her butt.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Practically jumping out of her skin at the sudden intrusion, Juliet hastily pauses the recording and saves it to her drafts, head whipping around to find Hongjoong standing in the doorway of the practice room with his jaw dropped as he gapes at her in what could only be described as pure horror.

At least he waited until she was done.

“Oppa, I can explain—”

The leader rubs his temples dramatically. “One day of normalcy from you kids, that’s all I ask,” he mutters, “yet I walk in to find you shaking your ass in front of your phon—wait,” he turns to face her with impossibly wide eyes, “Baek Minyoung, please do not tell me this is meant for Chan. Is this some sort of couples’ trend I’m unaware of?”

Juliet splutters at his far-fetched assumption. He even pulled out the full-name card! “I was literally just following Felix’s TikTok!” she defends, though a coy grin quickly replaces the offended pout on her face, “but thanks for the idea.”

A delighted cackle bubbles out of her at the sight of Hongjoong’s twitching eye and pink-tinted cheeks, looking as though he’s about to burst a blood vessel any moment. “I—I did not need to be privy to that information!”

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding! I’m not gonna send it to Channie. Promise! Though… millions of people will probably see this video, so he’ll see it anyways…”

“Millions? What are you planning to do with it?”

“Uh… post this on our official TikTok?”

Hongjoong taps on the screen of her phone to replay the video before turning back to the girl with a wholly unimpressed expression. “Is this even kid-friendly?”

“It wouldn’t be if I wasn’t fully clothed, but I am,” Juliet deadpans, folding her arms over her chest, “so yes, I’d say this is kid-friendly.”

The deep sigh that leaves the rapper’s lips has her biting back a triumphant grin, and she knows she’s won this time.

“Fine,” Hongjoong relents with a fond roll of his eyes, “but I’m not recreating this if anyone asks.”

Juliet shrugs, tilting her head to the side when she remarks, “Suit yourself, but I personally think you should be taking advantage of that great ass of yo—ow!”

“What I do with my ass is none of your business,” Hongjoong says calmly, massaging his palm while Juliet melodramatically rubs the barely sore spot on her head where he had struck.

“Fair, but you didn’t have to smack more brain cells out of me.”

“Pretty sure there are none left in there anyways.”

“Keep slandering your beloved youngest child like this and I’ll keep you here until you do this TikTok with m—” Hongjoong bolts out the room before she can even finish her sentence.

She swears she’s never seen him run that fast in her life.

“Unnie… can I post this to our TikTok?”

Juliet hands her manager her phone, watching silently as the she plays the final video from beginning to end, then again, and again.

Her manager lets out a halfhearted sigh before looking up at Juliet, who’s innocently fluttering her lashes at the older woman. “Should I even ask?”

The girl opens her mouth to speak, “Uh—”

“Never mind, I’m not sure if I want to hear it,” her manager jokes, chucking at the pout that graces the young idol’s lips, “go ahead.”

“Really?”

“Don’t make me take it back.”

Juliet hits the ‘post’ button quicker than when Hongjoong ran out of the room earlier.

B O N U S

Chan and the others are taking a break from practice when he hears Seungkwan snort loudly. “Yah, come see this,” he says, beckoning the youngest boy over, “your girlfriend’s trending on Twitter again.”

“Juliet?” Vernon muses with an entertained smile, “what did she do this time?”

“See for yourself.”

This garners the attention of some of the others, and they immediately scoot over to get a glimpse at Seungkwan’s phone before loudly guffawing and shooting Chan knowing smirks.

Curious, he makes his way over to Seungkwan, plopping down next to him when Soonyoung moves to make room for him. One look at the video has his eyes almost bugging out of his head; if the hip-shaking wasn’t bad enough, the exaggerated lip bite and wink she added at the end certainly were.

And that’s not even mentioning her outfit or the smug smirk on her face throughout the entire video.

“Oh…”

Vernon snorts, nudging at Chan’s side teasingly. “‘Oh’? That’s all you have to say?”

“To you guys, yes. To her, no.”

channie 🦖💕 [17:36] So…your TikTok……

juliet 🤍 [17:39] What about it? Do you not like it? ☹️

channie 🦖💕 [17:39] No no no, I did. It was certainly…interesting……….

juliet 🤍 [17:39] Will you like it more if I gave you a private performance of it? :]

Chan almost chucks his phone across the room; she so said that on purpose.

juliet 🤍 [17:40] Don’t leave me on read 😭😭 I was joking 😭😭😭 Unless………👁👁

channie 🦖💕 [17:40] No comment

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[ juliet’s outfit bc she indeed chose violence by shaking her ass while wearing this ;) ]

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Summer Days 🍄🦎🧞‍♀️🍞

headers: @s-sapinhos & sugaemo on pinterest

feelings are fatal: an enhypen au

summary: as a kid, you and your best friend, jay, always shared a dream of being an idol, both training and attending countless auditions together. however, with jay being accepted into a company before you, you were now left to chase the dream alone. you had finally caught up to him after a year, being accepted into a company as well. now, crossing paths with him and his group is an almost daily occurrence, especially since you’ve caught a certain member’s eye, and he has no intent to let anyone else get to you first.

genre: idol!au, sort of sm!au, humor, fluff, angst

pairing: heeseung x f!reader (tiny amounts of x jay !!)

featuring: weeekly, p1harmony

start: tba

end: tba

updates: whenever really?? LOL but updates will be slow for now!!

notes!!: another enha (kind of?) smau lets goooo, if you read sonder, i'll be writing this one kind of how i did the ending where i did half an sm!au and half in writing!

also pls note that i know the timelines in this are really wrong and weeekly debuted well before enha and p1h but it's a work of fiction so just work with me pls lol !! and pls PLS keep in mind, again, this is a work of fiction and all of these idols in the story are just characters, none of these events have happened in their real idol careers!! so please do not let this work affect the way you see any of these idols in real life!! <3

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wen junhui — silent boarding gate

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THE KISS LIST.

#. PAIRING — 02’z x fem!reader

#. GENRE/WARNINGS — fluff, angst, college!au. mentions of drinking, suggestive themes, cursing + more to be added.

#. SYNOPSIS —

you’ve never been the type of student that people remembered. you weren’t the type of student that had a multitude of friends, an academically astonishing record, got regularly invited to to hangouts or parties- and in general, someone worth paying attention to.

but at the start of your freshman year in college, that had all seemed to change. and even more so when the campus’ three infamous heartthrob’s starting taking a liking to you, leaving you in utmost confusion and with a single question.

what the hell is a kiss list?

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chapter one - ME??

chapter two - kiss me ass

Hsdsaamnjjss juliettt nourrr don’t cry babiee😭 u are so precioussss

not Chan calling her a mouse that was so random ✋ but yessss chanliet is hereeee

our first snow

juliet’s masterlist

set in early january, 2021

note: the mediocre gif is mine

warning(s): intrusive thoughts, allusions to stalking (aka dispatch), some weather inaccuracies probably ;-;

summary: more confessions are made during the first snowfall of 2021.

a/n: juliet’s finally getting her man ayyyyy 🤪

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[ heavily rewritten; reposting from @/starlightjoong ]

Seoul during the winter is beautiful.

Even though she’s been living in Korea for six, almost seven years, Juliet thinks she can never get tired of seeing snow. Something about it is just so utterly magical and charming, transporting you into a winter wonderland you’d only see on Christmas cards. Sure, it’s freezing and the snow sticks to everything—her hair, parka, boots, even her lashes, but it’s still one of her favourite things about living in Seoul.

Juliet still remembers the first snowfall she experienced in Korea. She remembers how Yeri, her close friend and the first one she made at her former company, immediately dragged her out to the sidewalk so they could admire the way snow elegantly floated down from the sky, eventually enveloping the city in a pristine white blanket.

Though, she supposes that at the moment they’re experiencing more of a snowstorm than a snowfall. Purely bad luck—okay, maybe there was some negligence in which she forgot to check the weather forecast—on her part. By the time she gets back home, her parka, socks, and shoes will surely be soaked.

She also briefly wonders what the boys are doing, if they’re also enjoying the snow or staying inside to shield themselves from the biting cold. Even now, she can already hear Seonghwa’s gentle nagging about her not wearing more layers or having the wrong kind of boots on.

A particularly strong gust of wind blows the hood of Juliet’s parka off her head, causing snow to immediately start landing on her newly-dyed purple hair. A gloved hand that doesn’t belong to her instantly pulls the hood up so it sits snuggly on her head once more.

“Thanks, Channie.”

She watches his eyes curve into crescents, an indication that he’s also grinning behind his mask.

“C’mon,” he says, nudging her softly, “the snow’s getting heavier, let’s get you home before we’re both stranded out here.”

Secretly, she thinks that she wouldn’t mind, even if it meant turning into a human popsicle. Not that she’d admit it out loud, though, or she’d never see the end of his teasing.

Despite the late hour, Juliet doesn’t want to go home. At least, not now, even though she knows she probably should. Both of their schedules for the next few months are absolutely packed, from award shows to comebacks and miscellaneous projects. God knows they need the sleep, yet here they are.

Strangely enough, she wouldn’t have it any other way. Perhaps it’s the unspoken knowledge that this is the only time of the day they have to themselves—just themselves—that makes her want to stay out longer to retain a sense of normalcy. Over the years, she’s learnt to cherish the short-lived moments away from the cameras and prying eyes. Right now, she wants to be Baek Minyoung, not Juliet of ATEEZ, who also happens to be spending time with a certain someone named Lee Chan instead of Dino from SEVENTEEN.

Ah, yes, the glorious double life. Very Hannah Montana of her.

“You’re being very uncharacteristically quiet.”

Juliet huffs out a laugh, her breath condensing into a small misty cloud. “I was quiet until I met you. Then suddenly all my decorum went out the window.”

“Pretty sure you lost all your decorum way before you met me,” Chan grumbles at her teasing, “don’t think I haven’t watched compilations of you doing… uh… questionable stuff.”

“Oh my gosh, a fan! You want an autograph?”

He lightly shoves at her shoulder. “You’re so annoying, God.”

“Think you meant ‘charming’ instead, or maybe ‘captivating’, or ‘a delight to be around’,” Juliet corrects, her delivery exaggerated and almost theatrical.

“First two I can maybe get behind, but a delight to be around…” his voice trails off as he pretends to think, “needs a little more observation.”

“Aw, Channie,” Juliet coos, “if you wanted to spend more time with me, you could’ve just said so.”

It’s funny. She’s never been one to open up to people quickly, preferring to keep her walls up until she’s certain they can be trusted with the most vulnerable parts of her; pieces of her that she tucks far, far away as a form of self-preservation.

By some stroke of luck—and perhaps fate as well—Lee Chan not only came into her life, he also somehow managed to effortlessly weave himself deep into the seams of her heart in the blink of an eye. Juliet thought they’d just be friends, she really did; but it didn’t take long for her to start falling for the spirited boy with a heart of gold and a passion for what he does that burned stronger than any flame.

And before either of them knew it, the line between friendship and romance blurred little by little, day after day, like winter melting away in a gentle transition to spring. Sometimes, Juliet wonders if they’ve been subconsciously pushing the limits of said line, taking it as far as they can until it threatens to disappear entirely like sand slipping in between fingers. Then apprehension struck; neither of them dared address this shift in dynamic until that one night months ago by the Han River.

“I don’t… I don’t think I’m worth the wait.”

Chan’s voice drops to barely above a whisper. “Says who?”

“I don’t know… myself mainly, I guess…”

His touch is featherlight as he carefully brushes a small lock of hair away from her face to tuck it behind her ear. “You’ll always be worth it.”

There are days when Juliet questions everything, one of them being if Chan truly meant those words. But then she remembers the unequivocal sincerity shining in his eyes, the way he looks at her like she put all the stars in the sky despite her never having done anything remotely special… They ease her doubt and calm the choppy waves crashing in her head.

She wanted to say yes that night so badly, and as sickeningly cheesy as it sounds, she wants to be his. But like she told Seungkwan the month prior, she’s scared and there are things holding her back from doing so, like heavy weights around her ankle.

“—say about the first snow?”

Confusion is written all over Chan’s face at her lack of response. Juliet blinks blankly at him. “What?”

He groans loudly in mock exasperation. “Were you seriously not listening to anything I was saying?” he whines.

“Sorry, I spaced out!”

“I’m not going to be friends with you if you keep ignoring me like this!”

Before the boy has time to react, Juliet grabs a small handful of snow from the ground and flicks it at his face, giggling when he splutters while brushing off the frozen flakes from his mask. But her glee doesn’t last long when he reaches for a larger handful of snow.

Juliet shrieks and jogs away from him, which she immediately realises is not as easy as she thought it’d be due to the slippery ground. “Wait! Wait! Stop! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“You have to keep it down,” Chan laughs, tossing the snow back onto the ground, “we can’t be out here screaming and drawing Dispatch’s attention.” His tone may be light, but they both know there’s definitely weight behind it, and the mention of the gossip outlet makes her wrinkle her nose in distaste.

Though she can’t help but find it funny that if someone from Dispatch is actually following them right now—she prays they’re not—all they’d get would be footage of them throwing snow at each other. Imagine seeing that on the front cover.

“You’re right,” Juliet agrees as they continue walking, “let’s not give them more business. What were you saying earlier, by the way?”

“I asked if you know what people here say about the first snow.”

“No, not really. Enlighten me?”

Something in his gaze shifts, leaving her wondering if he saw through her lie. He continues regardless. “People—well, some of them, anyways—say that if you confess to someone during the first snow, you’ll… stay together for a long time.”

“Is this—”

“Yes,” Chan blurts out before she can finish her sentence, eyes erratically darting from one point to another, “I, uh… I-I want you to be mine. Officially.”

Perhaps she would’ve giggled at his nervous fumbling under other circumstances, but it’s the stunned silence that renders Juliet unable to speak, and she can only stand shell-shocked while all the words she’s been longing to say die at the tip of her tongue.

Understandably, he takes her speechlessness as a sign of rejection. Soft curses leave his lips, though they appear to be directed more so at himself than her. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs, features wounded and voice sincere, and it only makes that sinking feeling in her gut intensify. Why can’t she speak? “I-I know we talked about this before… hell, I was the one who said we should wait. I didn’t mean to rush you, I’m sorry—”

It’s the small crack in Chan’s voice at the end that wakes Juliet from her daze, and one of her hands darts out to take hold of his wrist. “No!” she squeaks, the high-pitched yelp shattering the hushed atmosphere enveloping them. She sticks her other hand into the pocket of her coat, though she suspects its trembling has less to do with the biting cold, and more to do with the nervous tension in her body that makes her feel like a string pulled taut.

The falling snow grows heavier and swirls around them in a flurry of icy pellets, but he waits patiently for her to gather her thoughts.

“I—there’s so much I want to say,” Juliet finally chokes out, chest constricting achingly as more and more of her worries are now brought to the forefront. “And I don’t know how else to explain it other than… I’m afraid. I’m so scared…”

Something is wet on her cheeks, and she realises, much to her horror, that they’re hot tears when her fingers reach up to feel her face. Immediately, she ducks her head from humiliation to shield herself from him. How pathetic to always be the first one crying. How can she be strong for people if she so callously wears her heart on her sleeve like this—

A soft murmur of her name pulls her away from the intrusive thoughts. It sounds distant, but it reaches her ears nonetheless.

“Minnie, look at me.” Gloved hands reach up to cup both sides of her cheek, gently tilting her head up so she has no choice but look right into his eyes.

A part of her brain is screaming at her to keep walking. The longer they stay stationary, the easier it is for prying eyes to spot them, it’s like they’re inviting a scandal to happen. But a soft brush of the pads of his fingers against her jaw pulls her back to him, sending waves of fleeting tranquility to wash over her.

“Talk to me,” Chan urges tenderly, “tell me what’s on your mind. Everything. I want to listen to it all.”

An odd sense of security bubbles within, and suddenly she feels like she can tell him all that she’s been too afraid to. It’s a nice feeling, when someone’s presence is so comforting that you feel not a sliver of fear even if you’re laying your heart bare.

“I don’t want to mess anything up,” she whispers, subconsciously leaning into his touch, “for us, for our members, for our groups. I’m just… so scared that one wrong move could turn everything to dust. What if we get exposed and create difficulties for our groups? What if we end things horribly and make things awkward between our members? What if it doesn’t work out and I lose you, even as a friend? Maybe it’s because I’m a greedy person, but I don’t want to lose any of this. Idol relationships… they’re more prone to being short-lived, I guess…”

Interfering companies, invasions of privacy, the slew of hateful comments that most idol couple aren’t lucky enough to be spared from… it’s hard to fathom how something so private can have seemingly the whole world go against it. There were many nights where Juliet stayed up late thinking if it was easier to just stay friends than to take the next step.

‘Easy’, yet everything about this is far from that.

The sound of Chan exhaling heavily brings her back to the present, his hands still caressing the sides of her face, perhaps an attempt to soothe the swelling emotions within both of them.

“I can’t guarantee things will turn out the way we want to,” he breathes out regretfully, “if it were up to us, I’m sure we’d save ourselves all the doubt and worry we’ve experienced these past months. But… I want to try… and while I can’t promise everything will be perfect, I can promise that I’ll try my hardest to show you how much I’ve wanted this.”

Her chest blooms with something akin to unadulterated happiness, and her eyes turn misty at the sight of the ardency in his own.

The warmth of his touch is favoured over the shelter of her coat pockets, and her hands come up to rest over his on both sides of her face. “What is it that they say?” Juliet muses quietly. “Better to have love and lost—”

“—Than to never have loved at all,” Chan finishes.

A gust of frigid wind whips past them, and before either of them know it, a high-pitched sneeze escapes her. They blink at each other in surprise at the sudden interruption before dissolving into laughter.

“Sorry, I think I ruined the moment,” Juliet gasps in between giggles, “I can’t believe that happened.”

Chan grins. “No, no, that was cute. It sounded like a tiny mouse squeak.”

“Here we go again with the mouse comparisons…”

“It’s because you’re cute!” he defends before taking her hand, “now c’mon, let’s get you home before you catch a cold.”

“Don’t you wanna hear my answer, though?”

A rosy pink tints the tips of his ears at the reminder that she, in fact, has yet to give him an official answer. “Right, of course…” he murmurs shyly, eyes cast down on the snowy ground instead of at her.

Juliet takes his moment of distraction as an opportunity to intertwine their fingers, smiling to herself when he looks up at their securely-joined hands in surprise.

“Yes,” she says softly, “my answer is yes.”

B O N U S

“You know…” Juliet begins thoughtfully, earning an acknowledging hum from Chan, “I think the couples thingy only counts if it happens during the first snowfall of the season, not the year. So technically, today’s not the first snow.”

Her words merely earn a light chuckle from him, and she feels him adjust his firm yet gentle grip on her hand in the pocket of his coat.

“Shhh. No one has to know.”

a/n: hgghghgh i’m not gonna lie…the older version of this on starlightjoong made me cringe when i reread it 💀 so moving blogs was a great opportunity to rewrite this aghshw ;;; and tbh i’m really happy with how this turned out :’) as always feedback is highly appreciated!! 💗

seungmin: //Is an amazing vocalist and part of vocal racha//

Changbin: //one of the fastest rappers in the K-POP scene atm and a part of 3racha//

Also seungmin:

//finishes rapping the introduction to the thunderous album faster than changbin with the speed of 13.34 seconds//

Ahh I’m so pumped to see what kind of performance she will do, will it be sexy, impactful,or charismatic??

Tbh I think something like “look what u made me do” by our queen Taylor Swift would fit Juliet,,,even though she’s a fictional character and I’ve never seen her dance 😅

And will the members visit her??will chan👀??

aotm

published in late august, 2021

a/n: let’s just imagine that juliet’s the aotm for sep since this is all ✨fictional✨

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ATEEZ’s Juliet is STUDIO CHOOM's Artist of the Month for September

ATEEZ’s Juliet will be getting a month-long spotlight.

Following her group member Wooyoung, the multi-talented idol is the second of her group to be announced as STUDIO CHOOM’s ‘Artist of the Month’ for the month of September, which is an ongoing series that highlights the best dancers in K-Pop. While fans patiently wait for her artist spotlight video to drop in September, fans can send questions about dancing to Juliet with hashtag #AOTM_줄리엣 to @m2mpd on Twitter. 

Stay tuned for Juliet’s spotlight video and her special performance video. 

a/n: surprise!!!!! any guesses as to what the concept is gonna be? 👀 dw there will be a scenario for the day when she films her performance with studio choom so 🤩 let’s gaurrrr besties!!

HELP?!?

They really saw all the tik-tok edits and YouTube (slowed+reverb)edits done by the fans and decided to do this-

Jays and Riki’s voices are so deep pls help me bahdfhbjknbg

the breathing is so loud too bahsjskccmiff/:&@¥?.?!?

They really put sunghoon’s face on the song icon and expected us to be ok?!?!!

Are y’all looking at this?? Don’t lie to yourself. He’s got a girl. There’s no other explanation. He’s got himself a s/o never letting go of #coups_got_a_girl

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Personality color quiz

The quiz is here

Purple

You are a serious, logical person. You are good at figuring out the answers to some of life's hardest problems, which is why people often come to you for advice. You're naturally graceful and mysterious, so people are easily drawn to you and your magnetic personality. You're probably one of the most interesting people anyone could ever meet.

What are those (white) flowers called??? Also minghao soft boy agenda‼️‼️

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