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PASSING NOTES WITH STRAY KIDS! (₊ ❀ ۫ )

the silly love notes skz pass you in class.

genre: high school au fluff, established relationship

warnings: none

word count: 1.7k

fae's notes: this is me indulging myself by writing out the high school love story i never had lmao hope y'all enjoy this, it was so fun writing it!

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . CHAN

chan is a bit messy when it comes to passing you notes in class. this description encompasses quite a lot of the process—he sloppily tears off the edge of a page from his lined notebook and jots down a quick little message. then he crumples it up into the tiniest ball of paper imaginable and just throws them at your head. it wouldn't even matter if he was sitting an aisle away from you or if he were on the other end of the classroom, that paper ball is hitting you right on the head. when you unfold his notes most of the time, you don't really know what to expect. sometimes it's a very badly drawn doodle of you focusing in class, sometimes it's a corny pick-up line, or sometimes it's just a short and sweet "i love you", or "you look so pretty today" or "we're too far apart". he loves watching you as you read his message in real time. the way you chuckle to yourself and just continue smiling as you write down your response on the same paper. he's always very careful to not get caught, though.

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . MINHO

minho is most definitely not someone who's cheeky enough to constantly send little notes your way in class, unless it's about something important that he can't actually verbalise in the moment. besides, class is practically the only time he's not spending with you whenever you're both at school anyway, so to him it's a bit inconsequential. but he does write these notes every now and then, taking his stack of post-it's and neatly writing a short message, folding the paper and sliding it across your table top without ever breaking his eye contact from the whiteboard. if you were quick enough sometimes, you'd even catch him smirking ever so slightly from the corner of your eye. his notes tend to be brief little reminders too, for example: "you haven't had a single sip of water in past two hours. please don't forget to drink some." but perhaps your favourite has always been: "you have ink smudged on your left cheek right now. it was so cute i didn't tell you for a full hour. sorry. but you really need to wipe it off now."

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . CHANGBIN

changbin is a bit more mischievous with his notes. he absolutely sucks at paying attention in class for any longer than 20 minutes at a time, so that has always been a pretty solid indicator of when you're due to receive the next note from him. he loves writing stupid, mostly inconsequential questions and giving you the yes or no options in checkboxes for your response. for example, he'd ask things like "do you think my hair is pretty today?" or "do you want to go for dessert after school today?" or "do you still like me?" if he's in an especially good mood, he'd even add little hearts, sparkles and other doodles around the tiny piece of scrap paper just for that extra flair. his handwriting is pretty comparable to chicken scratches too, so it was a bit tough to read at first (plus the fact that he usually writes without focusing too hard on it to avoid getting caught by the teachers), but you eventually understood it perfectly. your favourite? it was the one he sent your way without even a single word – it was just a very badly drawn doodle of a kissing emoticon.

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . HYUNJIN

hyunjin puts phenomenal effort into his notes to you. when he first started passing notes over to you between classes—and this was in the early stages of your relationship, too—he'd tear off a corner of his notebook to use as scrap paper, but now he brings a dedicated stack of post-it's to school with him everyday for the sole purpose of giving you pretty notes. he uses his favourite pens and favourite highlighters for these notes, and carefully puts pen to paper to write out whatever message he had for you in the prettiest possible handwriting. you being the ever sentimental one, you have kept each and every note hyunjin has given you, so they all made for a really pretty collection. you both share a desk in class anyways, so all he had to do was gently use his index finger to tap your arm, and silently slide the neatly folded note across to your side of the table. in the messages themselves, hyunjin always somehow says both the sweetest and stupidest things to you in said notes. "we're having lunch together today, right? i brought your favourite banana milk," he wrote one day; you remember feeling really touched that he remembered you raving about banana milk just the week prior.

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . JISUNG

jisung is a bit more... creative with his notes. he loves flirting with you by teasing you and using disgustingly corny pick-up lines on you. the funniest thing about this is that no matter how cheesy and hackneyed these pick-up lines get, he knows you love them. your favourite? "if you were a fruit, you'd be a fine-apple," he wrote once, handwriting a bit outlandish and goofy, little apples doodled around the text. it elicited a little snort from you when you read it which of course he picked up, only because he was staring so intently at you from across the room so he could see your reaction. he also has his sincere, sweet moments: "i was staring at you the entire time during physics. you are the prettiest person in the universe. i love u so much!" with a little heart at the end. you keep that note in your wallet so you'll have it with you at all times. the way he gets these notes across to you is also hilarious and so very jisung – since you were both sat at opposite ends of the classroom, he would pass his messy little pieces of paper to his classmates, forming an assembly line of messengers before it reaches you. you use the same assembly line back. they always groan about how gross you both are, but everyone secretly thinks you both are romantic for doing so. he also gets caught very often – he was even forced one of his notes read aloud to the class once as punishment.

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . FELIX

he actually confessed to you via a note he passed to you in class. felix was too scared to tell you himself – he likes you so much he wouldn't know how to react if you rejected him to his face. you also started getting to know each other through notes, weirdly enough – although prior to this you've just been regular classmates sat beside one another who asked each other the basic stuff like what's the homework for the day or what's going to come up in the biology test. but felix had actually took the leap to develop your relationship from acquaintances to friends when he slipped you a little piece of paper asking if you wanted to play tic-tac-toe because he was bored. the rest was history. when he confessed to you, you weren't actually at your table – you had gone down to the cafeteria for lunch break. he took the opportunity to slip his note beneath a textbook you'd left on top of your desk, the corner of the paper peeking out. you had arrived back from lunch before felix did, and immediately noticed it. "i really like you. like like you. i really really hope you like me back too. check this box if you wanna go out with me, maybe for a movie?" safe to say, felix returned to a blushing, smiling you, who avoided eye contact with him the entire time, and the same note tucked beneath his pencil case with the box checked.

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . SEUNGMIN

seungmin loves to send you little doodles, of course amid little messages here and there. but mostly doodles. he usually gets bored in class very easily due to his short attention span (so do you), so he pulls out his post-its to start sending you notes. it's like playing a game of paper charades – he sends you little doodles of coded messages for you to decipher. once, he drew a little bowl of ramen and a clock with the minute and hour handles pointing to the time class ended, so you immediately knew he was asking you out for a bowl of ramen after the day was done. but sometimes he does write out a short and sweet message, mostly to bicker with you. "stop looking so good. i can't concentrate in class. if i don't pass this pop quiz you owe me a meal on our next date," his note read. you looked back at him to blow him a raspberry, and he's just playfully scowling the whole time. or the other time he wrote: "lemme copy your notes from today? i'll reward you with lots and lots of kisses. pwease ^__^" that's his way of being cute with you – you obviously have no choice but to oblige, right?

( ˘ ᵕ˘(˘ᵕ ˘) . . JEONGIN

like hyunjin, he's meticulous and intentional when passing you notes. he loves doing so – he's more of a romantic than he'd ever admit – but not as frequently as you'd think. jeongin is studious, so he usually pays close attention in class, but when he does find himself with nothing else to do, he'll take the opportunity to communicate with you through notes. they are always endearingly cheesy and playful – "u are the grill to my cheese sandwich babe," he once wrote, because he noticed you were having one during lunch break earlier. "but next time share it with me plz." he's also kind of ironically poetic, which you absolutely love. "ps: read this in a french accent please. i love you (smooch smooch smooch) you set my soul on fire (smooch smooch smooch)" when you look back up at him to laugh, jeongin is already dramatically sending you air kisses, lips puckered and eyes shut tight, as he quietly kisses the air in your direction. when he opens his eyes, you pretend to catch them in the air and throw them out the window. he clutches his chest in fake pain but you always send each other lovesick smiles after. the rest of your classmates think you guys are endearingly gross. so does your homeroom teacher but mostly because you remind him of his own high school sweetheart.

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my love language: bothering them with weird questions <3

asking stray kids: "would you still love me if i was a worm?"

pairing: skz x gn!reader format: headcanons warnings: fluff!!!! also, mentions of eating, food and baking in minho's, changbin, jisung, felix and jeongin. notes: i got inspired by an nct dream version of this by @j0hnj4ej3n (thank you for giving me permission! <3), who has a fantastic nct dream collection for anyone who stans them. see the original nct dream version of this headcanon here! i thought it would be fun to do a skz version of this one. enjoy! please reblog or comment or write your thoughts in the tags if you enjoyed this one, i always love seeing what you guys think about my work!

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ chan

the two of you have been in chan's studio for a couple hours now. this has unofficially become an integral part of both of your routines – chan would come into the studio in the morning to work on new music, while you'd stroll in some time after depending on your prior schedule (college classes, lazy mornings, you get it) to keep him company. you never really chatted while you were in the studio together; you would both just sit and wordlessly do your own thing while enjoying each other's company, maybe breaking the silence once in a while to ask about dinner plans or when chan needed a second opinion on some new beat he was cooking up.

which was why chan got nervous when you suddenly sat up from your usual spot on the couch to ask, "babe, can i ask you something? can you be honest with me?" oh, god. did he do something wrong? chan removes his headphones and places them back around his neck. he turns his swivel chair around to face you, with a concerned expression on his face. "what's up?"

"would you still love me if i was a worm?"

chan pauses; the only reaction he's able to muster is a couple blinks. did he hear you right? "are you serious?" you maintain eye contact as you nod slowly, with a deadpan expression. he suddenly erupts in laughter, throwing himself back against his chair and gripping his own torso for support. did you just spot the slight glimmer of tears around his eyes? despite having asked that in all earnestness, the violence with which he reacted to your innocuous, hypothetical question had you giggling to yourself a little bit. you couldn't help it, his laugh was contagious. "of course i would, baby. worm you is still you," he says, moving from his seat over to your side on the couch as he engulfed you in the biggest bear hug, peppering your face with little kisses. "you're dangerously cute. you have got to stop it before i squeeze you too hard one day."

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ minho

the both of you have been awfully busy lately. neither of you could really help it – minho has been a vital part of some new, huge project at work and it's been causing him to spend a lot more time at the office than he'd really like. meanwhile, you were caught up with your final thesis. by the time the both of you managed to see each other at the end of each day in your shared apartment, you were too tired to do anything other than cuddle, eat and watch movies in silence. maybe the occasional "what were you up to today?" here and there.

your exhaustion today was particularly bad. you were on campus the entire day, toiling on your laptop as you approached the last couple of weeks before your paper was due. you trudged through the front door, greeted by your boyfriend, who is already in his pjs and sitting on the couch with take-out dinner while re-runs of the office play on tv. "hey jagi, long day?"

you nodded, dumping your bags by the door and heading straight to the couch to snuggle up against your boyfriend. his arm instinctively begins to wrap around your waist. you sit there in silence, eyes glued to the television. your brain is just a mush of nonsense at this point. you don't even remember how your brain landed on this question, but you were too tired to filter your thoughts out anyway. "would you still love me even if i was a worm?"

"absolutely not."

you have never sat up this fast in your entire life. you think you might have experienced mini whiplash. "what?"

"no."

"why not? don't you love me?"

"i do, so much, but it's weird to be in a relationship with a worm. i am not about to be the real-life version of the female lead in the bee movie, whatever her name is."

you silently resume your previous position next to him, a playful scowl on your face. "you're impossible. i would love you if you were a worm, you know," you huffed. to be honest, you don't really know what response you expected from minho – this was pretty on brand for him. minho chuckled, pulling you closer and planting a loud, semi-wet kiss on your head for theatrics. "i'm just being realistic, y/n. you know i love you. if you were a cat, however, that would have been a different conversation."

"furry."

"only for you."

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ changbin

it's saturday evening, aka date night for you and changbin. this time, you were walking along the han river at 8pm, illuminated only by the dim streetlights along the sidewalk. despite perceived lavishness of the term "date night", the two of you were always too lazy for extravagant dates every weekend (simpler dates were also better on both of your wallets anyway). so when changbin suggested for you to take a long stroll along the river – "the weather's getting cooler, and it's a clear, nice night out!" – you were quick to agree.

a takeaway cup of hot chocolate in your hand to share between the two of you, you have your fingers intertwined, with changbin swaying both your arms as you walked, pointing out inconsequential little things you both observed on your night out. like how a particular cloud looked like a pig, or how the chihuahuas out along the river today terrified the crap out of changbin.

you catch a brief glimpse of what looked like a worm on the pavement – or was it a centipede? you weren't very good with insects – and suddenly you were overcome by an epiphany. changbin side-eyes you. he's spent enough time with you to recognise when the proverbial bulb has lit up in your head, and the particular expression you have on your face right now indicated to him that it wasn't anything particularly good. "what is it?" he asks with hints of skepticism lacing his tone, as he squeezes your hand.

you turn to him with the most mischievous grin he's seen on you in a while. now he's worried. "changbin, would you still love me even if i was a worm?"

"huh?"

"i said, would you still lo-"

"no, i heard you the first time. i'm just confused. why would you suddenly ask me something like that?"

"nothing. just curious, maybe?"

"you are so weird."

changbin can't hide the smile that's creeping up on his face even if he wanted to. he stopped the both of you in your tracks, and let go of your hands to pinch your cheeks as he pecked your forehead. "i guess i would, i'm sure you'd be the cutest worm ever. although i do have to warn you, i have zero experience in taking care of worms."

"it's just a hypothetical question, bin."

he chuckles, and it's the most glorious sound you've heard all day. "i know, i just wanna play it out. what if you really turn into a worm?"

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ hyunjin

one of your favourite ways of spending time with your boyfriend, hyunjin, was to sit and watch as he painted. there's something so therapeutic about witnessing his process firsthand – the way he prepares his little work station, places the canvas onto the easel and works his way around the colours of his oil paints is so mesmerising to you. you consider yourself the luckiest person on earth sometimes for that very reason. hyunjin, on the other hand, doesn't mind you watching him for hours as he works at all, in fact he thoroughly enjoys the company. he even sometimes asks if he could paint you –the countless canvases with your portraits painted on them stashed away in your shared apartment's storage room is evidence enough.

today, though, he decided to paint his mom's garden. she snapped and sent several photos to him just the day before, telling him about the new flowers she planted and the bugs she found amongst the shrubs. perhaps hyunjin chose to use his mom's pictures as references because he missed his family and childhood home a little more than usual today, you wonder.

as he worked and manipulated the paint to form a near facsimile of his mom's snaps, you could get clear views of the kind of bugs she had found in her yard. your eyes landed on a rough sketch of a worm, and you became curious. "jinnie," you whispered. hyunjin's gaze never left his canvas, but he was listening. "hm? yeah, baby?"

you gulped. you hope you don't sound like a complete idiot; you were just curious. "would you still love me if i was a worm? you can be honest, i won't be mad. i was just wondering."

a snort. you hear a snort, mere milliseconds before he spun around in his chair, placed his oils and brush back on the tray by the easel and tackled you in a hug against your chair. he completely terrorised you with a continuous flurry of cheek and jaw kisses as the both of you erupted in a chorus of giggles. "what?" you manage to breathe out between bouts of laughter.

"you are literally the cutest person on earth," hyunjin says, just as he leans down to place another sloppy kiss on your cheek. "you know what, baby? i wish you were a worm, only because it would be easier to carry you in my pocket with me all the time."

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ jisung

"come again?"

jisung was agog, in a state of mild shock after you posed your ridiculous question. "there's no way you just asked me that," he said, chuckling, as he continued to shove handfuls of popcorn into his mouth. the both of you were having a movie night in his apartment, cuddled on the couch with your legs tangled underneath the throw. no, the film didn't have anything to do with worms or insects, you were just bored and suddenly recalled something you saw on social media earlier today.

"c'mon. i saw some other people ask their partners this question on tiktok. i was just curious to see what your response would be!"

he reached for the remote on the coffee table and paused the film, shifting his body to face you. wow, he's actually kind of serious about this, you think to yourself.

"yes, y/n. i would love you if you were a worm," jisung deadpans.

you whistle, a scrunched-up expression of exaggerated awe adorning your face. jisung laughs, leaning towards you to peck your nose. "that's kind of gross, though," you point out playfully, as he holds your hands in his.

"i would love you even if you were a roach."

"damn, that cannot be good."

"one of those with wings."

"now, that's just disgusting."

"found in a dumpster."

you playfully gag, although you were genuinely touched by his sentiment, even if it was really gross. you land a quick peck on his lips, as you feel him chase after you. you give in and lock your lips together, wrapping your arms around his neck as he pinned you down on the couch. "i love you, y/n," he muttered, as though he didn't want anyone else to hear it apart from you. "i love you more."

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ felix

chan's birthday was coming up, and you and felix were tasked by the rest of the boys to bake the birthday cake. that was why you were both currently in the kitchen, doused in flour and standing over the kitchen counter that was littered with all sorts of ingredients and utensils. if you were being honest, it looked like a tornado just hit your kitchen. felix has always been the better baker between the both of you, but he has assured you countless times that he liked having you help him out in the kitchen ("you are literally so adorable when you get stressed about baking," as he puts it). the pressure was especially on this time – you really wanted to make chan the best cake he has ever had. it's not everyday that you turn 25, after all.

so there you both were: felix violently mixing batches of multi-coloured icing in his own corner of the kitchenette while you were on the other end prepping the cake batter in the pan to be shoved into the oven. the atmosphere was silent yet comfortable, as it always has been with felix. a thought suddenly popped in your head, something you meant to ask your boyfriend a while ago but ended up having to put on the back burner. this was the perfect time to get that out of the way, you decided.

as soon as you place the tray in the oven, you remove your gloves and silently saunter behind felix, who failed to notice your presence because of how engrossed he was in colouring the icing. you gently tapped him on the shoulder. "what's up?" he asked, his back still facing you as he continued to mix.

"you'd still love me even if i was a worm, right?" you wrap your arms around his waist in a back hug, as you press your body against his. you could feel felix relax against your touch, before he turned around and wrapped his own arms around you. you look up at him as he chuckled. "why'd you suddenly ask me that?"

you shrugged. "i don't know. i thought about it a while ago but kept forgetting to ask you about it."

"i guess so, although i don't see how that situation would ever come up," he ponders earnestly, earning a giggle from you. "how would you help me bake next time? how would i be able to kiss you, or ask for hugs?"

"aw, baby," you coo, burying your face in his chest as your heart swelled. "that doesn't matter. thanks for loving me no matter what. i love you so much." you feel his lips linger on the crown of your head as you stayed in that position for a while. "y/n," felix mutters, prompting you to look back up at him again. "what about me? would you love me if i was a worm?"

"we'd be worms in love, then."

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ seungmin

"hey, seungmin," you break the silence. the both of you were just lying in bed about to go to sleep, but snuggled up against each other as you scrolled through social media on your own phones. he hums in response, eyes still glued to his screen and arm still wrapped around your figure.

"just curious – would you date me even if i were... i don't know, a worm?"

your boyfriend begins to chortle. you feign offence, dramatically placing your hand against your heart. "what? i'm being serious!" he vehemently denies your alleged seriousness, as he puts his phone down on the sheets. "just be honest with me, i won't get mad, i promise."

"no," he says matter-of-factly, as though he had been waiting for you to ask him this very question just so he can give you this specific response. "end of story. just, no."

when you ask him why he says so, he begins to go on a tangent about the logistics of dating a worm. "worms are slimy and disgusting and terribly small. what if i accidentally step on you and smush you?" you can't argue with that logic, you suppose. "plus, don't worms live for like, four years at most? that would make me...." he shivers at the thought; he couldn't even bring himself to finish his own sentence. you begin to laugh uncontrollably at how deadpan seungmin is about your hypothetical question, which in turn causes him to laugh at you for posing such a ridiculous situation. you flirt with the idea of taking your question to new heights. "but what if i was a pretty, non-slimy, giant worm, with the lifespan of a human?"

"that would be infinitely more terrifying."

"hm, you're right."

"you don't need to ask me these weird questions, you know. i love you as you are now, like this," he gestures towards you.

"even in my pajamas and messy hair?"

"especially in your pajamas and messy hair. you're perfect," he gushes, planting a kiss on your lips. "let's go to sleep."

ೇ 𑁦꒦꒷ jeongin

"i wanna ask you something," you tell your boyfriend, as you both walked to the convenience store just a block away from your apartment at 2am. with the both of you being night owls, this was a pretty normal affair in your household. you sometimes got the cravings for some spicy instant noodles, while he has a personal agenda of trying and reviewing every brand and flavour of ice cream the store has to offer (he also can't take spice as well as you can, but will never admit it. but you know).

"hm? jeongin hums, squeezing your hand as the convenience store slowly came into view. the night was nice and calm – the sky was clear, with stars twinkling in the sky and the sound of cicadas buzzing filling the air. actually, the latter was what inspired the question you had for him. "would you still love me if i was a worm?" you ask sincerely, looking up at him.

"huh?" jeongin dramatically exclaims. "a worm? why a worm? how about something nicer like, a puppy? or a capybara?" right. he has been into capybaras these days.

"is that a no, then?" you tease, as you both enter the mini mart. you grab a basket and immediately head toward the instant noodles aisle, with a ruminating jeongin in tow. you begin taking your favourite flavours off the shelves and tossing them into your basket. "you're so strange, but i love that about you," jeongin simpers. "yeah, i guess i would. you know i'd love you no matter what form you came in. you're still my perfect, lovely, pretty y/n!"

you stop in your tracks and pout, as he continues to giggle while pinching your cheeks. you're so adorable, he thinks to himself. "i'd love you no matter what too, i hope you know that," you gush, before your voice lowers into a whisper. "although, it's so unfair for you to be this sweet with me in public. i'm pretty sure the poor cashier heard us."

you both slowly peek at the cash register from above the shelves, watching the cashier fumble around the register. he was clearly eavesdropping. "it's okay. you're worth the embarrassment."

"you're embarrassing me too, you know."

he swiftly shuffles over to the ice cream freezer, as you hear him yell out: "worth it!"

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So cute! <3

❥ I Love You So

genre -> fluff

pairing -> skz x reader

warnings -> just so much fluff

word count -> 0.7k

summary -> skz and their favorite thing about you

Bangchan | Your Shoulders/Neck

Chan can feel the heat creep up from his neck to his cheeks at the teasing he’s receiving from his members. “Awww, you’re just so in love with them that you even call out their name in your sleep.” Han’s voice filled with absolute joy at the findings. Chan pulls you closer towards him, hiding his face in between your neck and shoulder. “C’mon baby, save me from their teasing pleaseeee.” Chan’s voice is muffled due to having him pressed against your skin but you can understand. He knows that you will always understand him.

Minho | Your Lips

Minho watches you twitch in your sleep due to him tracing your features. His fingers are just barely touching you, like if he pressed with any more pressure, you would break like glass. He follows the invisible lines he makes with his eyes, moving them down to your lips where he starts to gently brush them. He stops after you shift in your sleep, closer towards him. He looks down towards you against his chest and watches as your lips mutter his name.

Changbin | Your arms

Changbin has been working out and gaining lots of muscle on his arms making his hugs extremely comforting, as if nothing could hurt you while in his arms. Changbin felt the same way with you. While you might not be as buff as him, your arms that wrap around him in a hug make him feel all sorts of butterflies that only you can make appear.

Hyunjin | Your hair

His hands climb up your body from your waist to your shoulders, following every nook and cranny there is. He eventually makes it up to your hair where his starts to braid it. Pulling the strands, he manages to make a small one. Smiling proudly at his achievement, he moves to do another one. His hands are gentle, more gently than with another else he holds. After all, why would he want to hurt his world?

Han | Your laugh

Han could easily tell that you were becoming stressed with your assignments. The clicking of your pen and the way your eyes flicked over everything on your desk gave him a clear answer to why you had tears in your eyes. Matching his way over to you, he made it clear he had a mission. “Hey there sweetheart.” You jump at the voice, “Oh, hey there Jisungie.” He slightly smiled at that, he loved the nicknames you gave him, shaking away the thoughts and going back to his mission, he asks if you want to hear a joke. Desperate for a distraction, you agree, soon enough, you’re laughing. Han smiles at the sound. He knows he would do anything to hear it over and over again. Even if it means making a fool of himself.

Felix | Your Nose

Felix watches as you talk to the boys about anything and everything. He can see your eyes light up and crinkle when you smile. His eyes move around your face, landing on your nose. His gaze stays trained on it, looking on fondly as it scrunches with your smile.

Seungmin | Your Eyes

Seungmin likes starting staring contests because he loves looking into your eyes. The way they sparkle when you get excited or when they squint in determination at the game. He could do that for hours and never get bored. But he’ll never say that he sometimes blinks and ‘loses’ just to see those sparkles in your eyes and the smile he lives for.

Jeongin | Your Hands

“Babe! Come here!” You turn towards your boyfriends voice and walk towards him. “What’s up baby?” You question his intentions. He merely holds up his hands, showing his palms. You roll your eyes affectionately at the sight and place your palms on his, letting him compare how small your hands are to his. You know that he loves your hands and comparing them but you’ll never let him know that just to see his huge smile when you place yours on his.

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