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[taepiocasweets]

seventeen reaction ₊ ༊ ˚｡⋆˚

➸ the seventeen members as boyfriends.

alt title: seventeen are boyfriend coded—that's all.

cw: mentions of food, sfw, cheol's & hao's are suggestive if you squint, they’re all a little long… i was very invested

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ seungcheol

talk about a dude who is boyfriend coded fr

if he wakes up at any point during the night and realizes you happened to roll away from him in your sleep, he'll reach out across the sheets in search of your warmth, pulling you tightly into his chest before falling back asleep

and he's pressed into you so, so snugly, trapping you in his hold and tickling your neck with his shallow breaths

if you even attempt to shift away, he'll scold you in a gravelly, slurred voice or hum in protest (even if he's half-asleep) until you stop moving and accept your fate

anything you want, just say the word and it's yours

you mention that you like a specific type of flower? he's getting you a bouquet every week so that your vases are never empty. he overhears you talking about an item you've been wanting? by the very next day, it's yours, in different versions/colors cause he wasn't sure which one you'd like

treats you to frequent date-nights at high-end restaurants because you deserve nothing but the best... and he uh, has a bit of a ulterior motive haha....

these dates are a necessary staple in your relationship because he can't ever get enough of you when you get all dressed up for him

thanks his lucky stars for the patience he's been granted because you look too good and he almost can't wait until after dinner to have his way with you

whenever he kisses your cheek, he practically smashes his lips into you until your cheek is smushed and pushing your eye closed and his nose is digging into your cheekbone

whenever he has an early practice the following day and can't sleep over, he still insists on passing by your place to take you on walk or something where the two of you can catch each other up on your day and spend some time together between his busy schedules

i cannot stress this enough: you will never have to touch a steering wheel ever again

prepare to be passenger prince/princess forever. you will not need to drive anywhere when he's with you bc he insists on taking you everywhere

'hand on your thigh with your hand over his' type of guy

it’s second nature for him to scoop your legs onto his lap when the two of sit together on the couch + he’ll subconsciously start massaging your calves, rubbing at them and squeezing them in his big hands after a long day

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jeonghan

the type to randomly kiss any bit of your skin that's exposed to him, and his kisses are so light and soft and sweet

on the other hand, he's also the type to bite you

like he'd start by softly nibbling and then his impulsive thoughts will take over and he'll bite you a bit too hard

echoes your "ow!" as if he also got hurt

but he can't watch you scowl or be mad at him for too long so he'll coo at you and apologize while holding your face in his hands (i know you've seen a clip of him going "aigoo" (아이고) when someone falls/gets hurt... it's exactly what he would say —its one of the expressions he uses very often and i can't picture anything else no matter how hard i try)

oh, he's a cheek kisser for sure

that tiny little smile that he does (see here and here for reference)... he'd do it and proceed to smother you with kisses on your cheeks because he's so obsessed with how soft they are

and no, you cannot move until he's completely satisfied and has given you as many kisses as he deems necessary

similarly, get ready to lay around in the morning until he decides he's had a sufficient amount of cuddles from you and can get on with his day

but to be honest, he's insatiable so you very well may end up lying around for an hour or two

during these cuddle sessions, jeonghan clings to you in a hug, hands softly rubbing your arms and traveling over your waist and thighs—it's not even sexual, he's just soaking up the feeling of touching you because it's something he can never get enough of

and if you did the same with him, letting your hands wander, his cheeks might glow a soft pink. that combined with the sleepy look on his face makes him look that much more riveting

he's already so pretty, you didn't think he could get any prettier but he can and he does every single day

and now it's part of your daily routine to hold each other and enjoy the comfortable silence/very light conversation about what dreams you had or what errands you have to run later

it's his absolute favorite way to wake up he literally can never get enough because he's greedy

you'd brush your hands over his shoulders and chest or softly trace his facial features, laughing when you're at his lips and he catches your finger between his lips in a soft bite (that he pairs with a little "aang!" sound effect)

and no because he's literally crazy enough to get mad at you for spoiling him with affection

sends you texts complaining because now, whenever he has to sleep away from you (bc of tour/schedules and whatnot,) he wakes up in a sour mood, missing the smell of you on his sheets and the feeling of your skin on his

and somehow that's your fault

immediately takes it back when you threaten to stop

"fine, jeonghan. i'll just make sure i get up every morning before you and that way, you don't miss me when yo-"

"what, nooooo! how could you even say that to me!"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ joshua

i'm a supporter and enthusiast of the joshua gentleman agenda

but let me go into detail on what that really means

opens the door for you, pays for your meals, walks on the outside of the side walk,

yeah yeah yeah he does all of that but those are just the basics

joshua is a romantic, okay? this man goes above and beyond make you swoon and to ensure you feel so overwhelmingly loved and cared for all the time

knew from the moment he met you that the best things are worth the wait, so he took his time, romancing you with thoroughly planned out dates where his effort shined through, so that you'd know how much you mean to him from the start

for example: on one date, he took you rollerblading first—he put your skates on for you and strapped up your laces before helping you onto the rink where he'd stroll behind you, patiently waiting for you to gain the confidence to let go of the wall so he can take your hands in his

next, he takes you to the cutest little place that serves your favorite food (he researched it extensively and reserved the table a week and a half in advance)

found that there's a record/vinyl shop next door so you go there, and he gladly listens intently as you rave about your favorite artists and genres and songs

oh, and he's not done.

because finally, you're seated on the hood of his car, star-gazing at the top of a hill with a great view below and the two of you talking just about anything for hours on end and just as you're starting to realize how easy it feels to be around him—he's dropping you off and walking you to your door, leaving a kiss on your hand and leaving you wanting more

be serious. you're telling me you wouldn't fall in love?

fast forward, and he's still the epitome of boyfriend material

brushing your teeth next to each other and looking at one another in the bathroom mirror

skin care nights where he's picking you up so you can sit on the sink

and he's standing in front of you, one hand on your hip, the other smearing some pink goo on your cheeks as he's telling you how pretty you look

and you're so close that he can't help but softly kiss you, so slowly and tenderly until you both pull away and laugh as you realize you look ridiculous with fluffy headbands and face masks on

he holds you so close to his chest at night and will remind you that he loves you during pillow talk

quietly hums a melody when he senses you're beginning to drift off, thumb soothingly swiping your cheek as your eyes flutter shut

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ junhui

definitely does that cheesy thing where he swings your hands between your bodies as you guys are walking

likes coming up to you whenever he hasn't seen you in a bit or you’ve been doing something for a while

and he'll just throw his arms over your shoulders, resting his chin on top of your head and muttering “what are you up to?” in the tiniest voice

pet names, pet names. pet. names.

he might as well have forgotten your real name because to him you are honey or bǎobèi (宝贝) or bǎobǎo (宝宝) or baby or some other nickname he’s come up with during the duration of your relationship

even when he’s mad he doesn’t call you by your name and... you already know his temper’s pretty short... so it’s endearing to see how adamant he is about referring to you strictly as one of the soft nicknames he's assigned to you

so adaptable and mirrors all your emotions, especially if you’re excited about something or feeling a little bouncier than usual, he’s right there with you

also he thinks it's so cute when you happen to get excited about things. he's a sucker for that happy look on your face, so expect a few random gifts or surprises from him just so he can watch your eyes light up

cooks his favorite meals/comfort foods that remind him of home so that you can try them, and would be so proud if you like them

will 100% be so willing and eager to try dishes that are comfort meals for you, too (might even learn to make them just how you like them for days where you're down/sick)

nose kisses!

when he wakes up in the morning all warm and tucked up into your side and he sees the way your tired eyes blink back at him, lashes curling and eyelids heavy with sleep, he’s instantly inching closer and leaving the lightest kisses on the tip of your nose, nuzzling his own nose into your cheek and croaking a very sleepy 'good morning' into your skin

constantly plays with your hair

like, he’s not usually fidgety but if he can’t find anything to do to busy his hands, they’ll find themselves twisting and braiding your locks and it makes chills go down your spine every time

i can very vividly see jun being the kind to want to lay around with you on rainy days/his days off

watching movies, napping, talking for hours— he just loves quality time and being lazy and comfortable in your presence

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ soonyoung

lives and breaths for seeing a smile on your face, and that's not an exaggeration

will drop everything he's doing if there's a pout on your face for even a split second, and he won't stop until he finds out what has upset you

constantly babies you and expects you to baby him, too

if you had a cut or scrape, soonyoung would mirror your pout as he carefully starts cleaning and bandaging your injury

when he's done, he's pressing his lips to it because he insists his kisses have magical healing properties

also insists that your kisses are the same when he's got a cold

so naturally, when you refuse to kiss him in his snotty and sneezy state he's soooo offended

will sass you for approximately 20 minutes and refuses his medicine until he realizes you can still cuddle him

and all of a sudden he's forgiven you and settling for having you hold him instead

but seriously, soonyoung will love you so purely

his kisses are always so eager, hands clinging to your hips to pull you closer to him

if you're apart, he really loves falling asleep on the phone; it makes him feel just a little bit closer to you even when he's so many miles away on tour

and you can bet that when he's away he'll be calling you about every tiny little thing

"hey, i found a new toothpaste that's really good i think we should get this one-"

"hi baby, i just wanted to let you know that i ate the best kimchi jjigae-oh, but it's not better than yours!"

"no, no! you still don't get it. basically, the joke is: i told seungkwan he can't have coffee before a show because-"

if he gets home and you're napping he'll get all giggly and jump in bed beside you

will cuddle up to you so noisily, apologizing profusely if he happens to when he inevitably does wake you up and making it all better by wrapping his limbs around you and nuzzling himself into your neck where he unironically shushes you

"shh! you're too loud! i'm trying to sleep!" and you're looking at him because there's no way he's serious (he is)

this boy is fast asleep before you even start to drift off again

likes laying his head on your stomach so that your nails can rake up and down his back and through his scalp

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wonwoo

he's careful and thoughtful with just about everything, and that extends to you and how he treats you.

as a boyfriend, wonwoo is so caring and unbelievably considerate of you and your well-being

honestly, he would be able to go the longest without clinging to you, but that's only because he gets his fill of your affection at very specific times and moments throughout the day

the two of you would wake up and get out of bed on your own time, whether the other is awake or not (though you usually wake up around the same time, relatively)

in his case, he'll leave a kiss on your head before heading to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face and stuff

if you got up first, you'd would kiss his bare shoulder and go do the same and once both of you have made the bed, you're ready to start your day

and here, this moment, is one of the times of the day that wonwoo will so lovingly smile down at you, hooking a finger under your chin to tilt your face up

and he'd place, on your soft lips, a kiss so lingering and slow that by the time he pulls away to wish you a good morning, his voice is hoarse and it's not because that's the first thing he's said today

you'd settle on the couch for a quiet morning with tea or coffee and maybe some reading

and, in the evening, as soon as you get out of the shower, he's waiting for you with his arms open in a wordless invitation to finally join him

and so you crawl into his lap, holding his face and kissing him, swallowing every little breath and hushed sound he feeds you as your fingers disappear into his hairline to tug on the strands

would never admit it out loud but god, does he love kissing you

he could do it for hours on end and even then it might not be enough

his proclamations of love are quiet and mumbled against your lips after he's been kissing you for a few minutes straight, both of your lips plump and red and wet

any time you call him handsome or compliment him, you get one of two reactions: he's either shooting the smoothest compliments right back at you, or on the rare occasion that you catch him off guard, you get the pleasure of seeing the tips of his ears go red

a flustered wonwoo is delectable, and you're just about the only person that can elicit this reaction from him

even when the members provoke him or tease him about how infatuated he his with you, he can easily brush their comments off

if you rub his shoulders while he games, you've got him wrapped around your finger. will 100% stop what he's doing to spin around to tend to you, even if you weren't necessarily there to ask for attention

he's immediately smiling at you in that way that he does, ie: ˘ᵕ˘

and grabbing the back of your thighs so that you can't move away

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ jihoon

i just know jihoon would be so good at massages/back rubs

you probably don’t even have to ask for one, either. you’ll just be minding your own business and his warm hands will start tending to your neck and shoulders

would probably tilt your head back with his hands half way through just so he can give you kiss as you gaze up at him

at first, you were a little apprehensive about joining him at the studio, fearing you might distract him from work

and he’d ask you to accompany him on a few occasions, never insisting beyond his first request because he respects that you’ve said no, but if you happen to share your concerns, he's so quick to reassure you

"ah, you should have said something earlier! and here i thought you just weren't interested in my job. i've been wanting to show you what i've been working on for ages!"

when you finally give in... you realize what you’ve been missing out on

there’s just something about seeing him in his element, experimenting with different sounds and techniques

he's so focused and passionate and hard working and so good at what he does that your heart leaps in your chest when you see him !!!

and you’re not distracting him at all! he’s asking for your input and your thoughts and he’s just rambling on about different musical things. even if you’re not a musical person, this is the most you’ve ever seen him talk and it’s completely infatuating to hear him speak about something he loves

loves to fall asleep to your voice

he’ll be wearing the most infectious smile from ear to ear, shivering as your finger draws random shapes on his arm or chest and your honey-like voice lulls him to sleep

i think he’d have to have at least one meal with you every day

quality time is probably a love language that he never really knew he liked until he realized how important it is to him when you guys sit down for a meal together, chatting and appreciating each other's presence

it's really about the simple things with jihoon

would get home from the gym and give you a pop-kiss before hopping in the bathroom for a shower

his gym pump…. that’s all

so, so good at comforting you or just having difficult conversations in general

very good with his words so he knows exactly what you need to hear and how to say it

will forever be willing to talk out your doubts and problems—and although he's not vulnerable too often, he might open up and share his feelings with you because he values your perspective/point of view

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ seokmin

would die a happy man kissing your lips

such a tender, thoughtful kisser; his hands are holding you, drawing you closer to him with each passing second as he loses himself in your embrace

every kiss with him is so full of intention and emotion (cut to that one time he kissed jihoon’s cheek when he was crying, see link 1 and link 2)

and he will kiss you until both of you have to pull away for air, catching your breaths and giggling a bit amidst recovering

an absolute sucker for you playing with or tugging on his hair—not just during a kiss. at any point throughout the day, run your fingers through his locks and his knees will buckle

loves planning exciting dates and outings to take you on because his memories with you are so valuable (arcade games, sunsets at the beach, picnics, mini golf, bowling, etc.) and i don't doubt he'd like matching outfits...

it would be low-key though, like if you wore a blue top and white bottoms, he'd match you with sneakers in the same shade of blue and white t-shirt or something

i picture him wearing the stupidest little smile when he shows his outfit off to you, too

will be taking plenty of pictures to store in an album he has dedicated to you on his phone, and you already know it has some cheesy title

i think seokmin is such a sentimental guy that anything that involves you or reminds him of you in any way holds so much importance in his heart

the type to keep a post-it note you left for him when you stepped out of the house one time to do a grocery run

if you use hair ties he’ll always wear one on his wrist in case you ever need it, and the day you actually do because you forgot yours, he’s so proud that he had it at the ready!

constantly sends you songs/compiles playlists of songs that make him think of you or your relationship

similarly to jun... do not call this man by his name if you don't want to break his heart. he is baby, or babe, or love, or sweet angel, or darling, or pookie, or baby cakes, or literally whichever pet name you like the most—just don't call him seokmin

as a matter of fact, he will not answer to his name. can and will ignore you until you address him appropriately and even then he might still sulk for a bit

is one of the few members that i think would encourage you to build/develop a friendship with the other guys, and there would be no jealousy at all because he enjoys seeing his favorite people getting along

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ mingyu

has to have some form of skin ship with you at all times

he’s gotten so used to it at this point that it’s almost disorienting to not have a hand on your hip, lower back, thigh, knee, or hand

if you’re wearing jeans… mingyu will have his hand tucked into your back pocket

8/10 times he’ll insist on being little spoon or being the one who goes to sleep with his head on your chest and your arms wrapped snuggly around him instead of the other way around

i mean… what even is there to complain about other than the fact that he’d definitely press his cold feet onto yours and pout when you yell at him for it

gives the most addictive, warm hugs where he completely engulfs you, arms wrapped around your shoulders and yours around his middle (bc he’s so tall) and when your cheek presses against his chest you can literally hear how his heart starts beating faster before it ultimately calms down in your embrace

the first time you fell asleep curled up on his lap, mingyu swears his world stopped

he made sure to stay completely still for the entire duration of your nap

his arm fell asleep and his shoulder was slightly sore for like an hour after but that didn’t stop him from insisting this is how you should nap every time

will lay his entire body weight on you with no remorse

or will scoop you up and lay you completely on top of him so he can stare at your pretty face

needs a hello and goodbye kiss every time either of you are leaving/arriving somewhere

not a light sleeper but wakes up as soon as he feels you pull away from him or move to get up because he’s especially clingy when he’s tired

like, if you wake up in the middle of the night to pee, he’s the type to follow you to the bathroom and hold your hand from outside the door because he doesn’t wanna be away from you

and his eyes are still puffy and closed because he’s half asleep

probably stumbles the whole way there and back but he does it every time nonetheless

it takes him significantly longer to fall asleep when he’s away from you

likes sending you mid/post workout pics so please be proud of him bc he’s so eager to take them and send them to you

another man whose gym pump is insane….. brrrrr

loves showing you new songs he’s been listening to and singing the soft ones to you in a low voice, close to your ear where he can easily kiss your neck right after

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ minghao

oh he's so sneaky and slick

despite how many times you insist on him waking you up before he leaves for practice, he literally can't and won't

when he wakes up and sees you all curled up beside him with your eyes half open and your lips parted, his heart aches at the thought of interrupting your rest

so instead, he just slips out stealthily and gets ready without making any noise, constantly peeking over his shoulder if he hears you shuffle around under the covers

before he leaves, he'll plant a small kiss on your cheek and leave you a sweet note on his side of the bed instead of a text so it feels a little more personalized

but if you do stir awake and whine or call out or something because you've noticed he's gone! he's running over!

might even crawl back into bed to hold you until you're asleep again, even if that means he's running a few minutes late now

the type to handmake you things all the time, whether it's a painting or a scarf or a bracelet or a clay mug

and oh, the lazy kisses with this one. oh, my

they start at your lips and whether or not he intends to take it any further, it always escalates a bit because i truly think minghao would just love kissing in general and he may not be able to stop once he starts

he'd like sucking your bottom lip between his (specifically because he gets turned on by he loves how swollen and puffy it is after he pulls away) as his hands disappear into your hairline or under your shirt to bring you closer

he slowly trails down to drag his mouth along your jaw and neck

mind you, this is all while you're both laying in bed, and he's somewhere between hovering above you and cuddling into your side so his warmth and proximity is dizzying

and on days off where he has nothing he'd rather do that indulge himself in you this is favorite way to pass the time

he lets his warm tongue wander freely over your throat, teeth occasionally grazing the skin

long talks as you guys are readying for bed where he caresses your skin and kisses your fingers

always look so deeply into your eyes whenever you're talking

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ seungkwan

seungkwan is your boyfriend, best friend, and biggest headache all in one

conversations with him would be so, so undeniably entertaining

he absolutely loves telling you stories and they're so captivating because he's such a great conversationalist and everything he says is interesting

he'll talk your ear off. you guys would start talking at approximately 8pm, and suddenly the sun has come up and you're still talking ?????

something i think would be very common is bickering

it's always light hearted and never ends in a real argument, but it usually starts when one of you just feels bored and wants to get the other's attention

definitely ends with the victim sulking and pouting and the other having to make it up to them with plenty of kisses and apologies

probably fusses about needing his space to sleep and shoos you away

and by the morning he's completely wrapped around you, snoring softly and peacefully and all you wanna do is kiss his puffy lips because why does he have to be so stubborn all the time

complains if you wanna try his food but he’s always eyeing yours

will do the thing where he opens his mouth for you to feed him a bite and you just have to roll your eyes before giving in

only then will he willingly let you try his

seungkwan's face gets so, so red when you kiss his jaw or neck

he’s ticklish so he’ll gasp or form his lips into an ‘o’ when he feels your mouth there and maybe even start complaining even though he a, doesn't even mean it, and b, is tilting his head up to give you more space

isn’t too affectionate all the time but he does like leaning his head on your shoulder, especially on the couch as you watch a movie

his cheek is pressed into your shoulder blade as he's fidgeting with your fingers

kisses your arm repetitively !!! leaves a bunch of little smooches behind while he’s there

would also kiss your beauty marks/freckles

seungkwan memorizes your orders at restaurants and coffee shops so that he can surprise you with them when he comes over

would love going on walks with you during all the different seasons and talking to you about the changes in the trees and the weather

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ vernon

finds literally anything you say funny

will follow you around the store if you go shopping just carrying what you pick out/would carry your bag or purse for you most of the time

you may have to initiate a lot of the affection at the beginning of the relationship until he gets comfortable with it

it’s not that he gets flustered or anything, he just might not take the initiative at first

but once he does, his go-to is looping his pinky around yours and just holding it in a resting state, regardless of what you’re doing

in the morning, he wakes up before you and just goes on his phone until you wake up

and as soon as he notices you’re awake he’ll tilt the phone to you, showing you a tiktok he found funny

and i just KNOW his brightness is maxed out, too

you guys end up taking accidental naps all the time

he’s in bed on his phone when you come in and when he sees you, he lifts up his arm so that you’ll come and lay with him

and the two of you are just scrolling through videos on his phone until you both somehow fall asleep for the next three hours

your family and friends would absolutely love him :(

kisses with him start off as lazy pecks, lips smacking a few times before one of you gets the urge to deepen it and then his hands are slowly coming up to cup your face or hold your jaw

would also kiss the corner of your lips

favorite cuddling position is the generic ‘your head on his chest’ because when he feels you look up at him he’ll glance down to meet your eyes and pucker his lips to request a kiss

that, or just spooning because he likes curling up into your back for warmth

leaves a kiss on your hair while he’s there

i’m sorry but he WILL fall asleep while you’re talking

he doesn’t mean to but your voice is so soft and nice to listen to that he’ll try resting his eyes and end up up knocking out

vernon carries a picture of you in his wallet

it’s the first picture he remembers deeming as his favorite of you, and he printed a copy of it so he could carry it around when he was traveling or touring

and he doesn’t just have it there for show or for whenever he pulls out his wallet to pay for something

he will frequently pull it out so he can gawk at the picture of you when your time zones are different and he can’t call or text

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ chan

your hand might as well be permanently attached to his because he is always intertwining his fingers with yours

kisses on your knuckles and soft proclamations of love as he ogles you with the softest, most heartsick look on his face

will kiss your temple as his arms wrap around you, one hand coming up to gently caress your cheek

makes such an effort to learn about/show interest in the things that you like

even if he doesn't know anything about it, he will sit and watch you, pondering the techniques out loud as well as other questions he may have

could listen to you talk absolutely forever. literally anything you have to say is automatically the most interesting thing ever

he is 100% whipped for you and he doesn't even care if the other members poke fun at him for it. will never feel even a sliver of embarrassment because what is there to be embarrassed about? he bagged you... that's the biggest win in his book

even if they poke fun at him, they'd never poke fun at you. in fact, the members are so fond of you + they're so grateful that chan has someone like you who makes him so happy

and he knows they love you, which is why he tolerates their jokes

nibbles on your neck in the morning/before bed as he breathes in your scent

always making you laugh. at all times, in both unserious and serious situations, at the best and worst times... ever since you met this boy, you're always laughing

he's so quick witted that even when you guys are arguing about something, he'll end up cracking some wise ass joke and suddenly you're both doubling over, the topic at hand vanishing at once

any and i mean any act of service you do for him will not go unappreciated or unnoticed

you've cooked him a meal or folded his clothes? he's melting, pouting and whining at you because you didn't have to do all that :(

he's just constantly reminded how lucky he is to have you

the most supportive boyfriend ever

also your personal hype man

not only will you always feel so beautiful around him because he makes sure to tell you just how amazing you always look, but any and all doubts you have are gone

with chan, you feel like you can tackle absolutely anything because he gives you so much confidence and reassurance; always knows exactly what to say so that you feel loved and assured

and you figure, if he believes in you that much, there's no reason you shouldn't believe in yourself

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[taepiocasweets]

Sleepy

Pair: Wonwoo x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff, Drabble

WC: ~500

Note: not proofread. Wrote this in a mad dash this afternoon, all within an hour. I saw Wonwoo in my feed and i just spiraled.

Boyfriend!Wonwoo just staring at you as you both lay down on the bed in each other’s arms, facing each other after a long Friday at work. His eyes were still wide awake and full of love, watching and listening intently as you narrated about your day.

“And then it just shut down. In the middle of her presentation!!” You said as animatedly as you could, drowsiness just taking over your features quicker than you realized.

Wonwoo drew you closer to him, pulling you by the waist where his arm had already draped “hm yeah? And then what happened?” He asked, not actually really interested with what happened, just genuinely smiling at how adorable you looked trying to fight off sleep.

The pout on your face grew more prominent the heavier your eye lids felt but you continued to tell your story. “It’s just a good thing she had that data in her— why are you giggling?”

“Huh? No”

“Yes” you deadpanned, eyes opening wide momentarily and a brow raised at your boyfriend. Had he not been listening?!

Wonwoo’s lips curled up to a smile, his hand softly rubbing your back, “Ok ok, sorry. I didn’t mean to but you’re just so cute trying to not fall asleep”

“I’m not sleepy” you defended

“Yes you are”

“No, I’m—“ you got cut off when a yawn just suddenly came out of nowhere, making your boyfriend laugh out in victory.

Your brows scrunched together and eyes squinted at him, hating that you just got proven right.

“I’m not sleepy! You half scowled-half whined, bringing your face closer to his. The tips of your noses touching so you could give him the most intimidating look you could try. “i’m just tired. There’s a difference! Maybe if you stopped rubbing my back so nicely, i wouldn’t be sleepy and i’d actually be able to finish my story!!!”

Wonwoo was whipped. He knew that right now more than ever. He could not stop giggling at your attempt at an angry face. Seriously, how lucky was he to have you?! At your request, his hand on your back stopped rubbing and instead moved to the back of your head, drawing you closer, if that was even possible.

“Ok, baby. I’ll stop” he said lowly and softly before leaving a kiss on your forehead and tucking you on his chest, sending flutters all over your stomach. In these few seconds of silence and closeness, you felt Wonwoo’s warmth comfortably enveloping you. His heartbeat very steadily thumping against where your head rested on his chest. Okay, maybe you are sleepy.

“So was Jinhee’s project approved by the board?” Wonwoo inquired, fully intent in giving you his undivided attention

“Hmmm” you hummed contently, nuzzling yourself deeper to your boyfriend, eyes closing shut “goodnight, Woo”

A soft chuckle bubbled again within him, amused at how quickly your breathing had steadied and your body had relaxed, completely surrendering to a deep slumber in his arms. Wonwoo kissed the top of your head, a smile settling on his lips as his eyes fluttered close too.

“I love you too”

author’s note: pls know that this is the exact face I imagine Wonwoo making when he’s giggling at y/n and just all around adoring them. Ugh. Get me a Wonwoo 😩

[taepiocasweets]

Man On A Mission

Pair: Joshua x f.reader

Genre: Fluff, very slight angst

Summary: Plans are made and the surprise is all set, but what happens when you’re suddenly refusing to be Joshua’s Valentine’s date? Will your boyfriend get your sweet yes in time for the big day or will he have to force it out of you? Good thing this sexy gentleman has a few tricks up his sleeve.

Warning: slight angst if you squint, lots of playful teasing, Shua and oc being menaces to each other, making out, suggestive content.

WC: 2.8k

Author’s Note: Happy (belated) Valentine’s Day! This is my piece for @svthub Cupid For You Collab - Valentine’s Gift Exchange. This is very much dedicated for my Valentine @shuadotcom 🩷 I’m so sorry this is late 😭 I would’ve really wanted to publish this on the 13th but your valentine has been very sickly these past few days. I hope you enjoy this as much I enjoyed writing the antics I wrote for you and your beloved Joshua. I love you so much!!! To the moon and back 😉 The biggest thanks as well to my dearest @wongyuseokie for being so patient with me and helping me out with all my questions AND for organizing this event! Ily 😘

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“You can’t be serious right now,” you frown in shock.

“SURPRISE!” Your boyfriend exclaims.

You turn around fully to face him, “babe… I thought we agreed on no surprises? And no extravagant gifts?”

A cheesy grin flashes on Joshua’s face but when he notices how serious you actually are, his once excited expression starts to fall.

You really should’ve known that when you both agreed on a simple staycation for Valentine’s, your CEO boyfriend would do anything but. However, when he mentioned to you about how busy he would be this week trying to close a merger deal, you thought perhaps simple would be possible. So when he asked you to join him for a lunch with business partners in a fancy hotel the day before Valentine’s, you didn’t actually think it was all a trap to just get you both checked in in the presidential suite for an overnight stay.

Joshua observes you a bit more before answering, suddenly feeling embarrassed and scared, “do you not… like it? I mean, I can still cancel the booking and then we can go do—“

“Baby, no,” you interrupt, “it’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just… not what we agreed on.”

“Well you said you wanted a staycation, right?” Isn’t this what that is? A nice place just less than an hour away from the city, perfect view, nice amenities, a good looking boyfriend. But I mean, if you’re not into it, I might still be able to get us those Bali tickets I canceled last week.”

“You what?!”

“Mr. and Mrs. Hong?” The small voice of the hotel receptionist calls you both and Joshua is thanking the heavens you were given no time to further interrogate him.

“It’s Miss y/l/n,” you immediately correct her and Joshua frowns at how quick you were to dissociate from him, sweat starting to bead on his forehead as he ponders how his extravagant surprise might have really upset you.

“Oh, my apologies miss y/l/n. Anyway, I just wanted to inform you that your suite is ready. Here are your room keys and you will be assisted to your room.” You kindly thank the receptionist and make your way through the hotel lobby.

The elevator ride up to the top was silent and awkward. Joshua consistently bounced on the balls of his feet from nerves. However, when the doors to your suite open, your jaw drops and your feet automatically lead you towards the floor-to-ceiling windows that boast a 180 degree view of the city. You didn’t even notice the bell man wishing you both a pleasant stay or hear your boyfriend carefully approach you. You could see the concrete jungle of the business district yet so beautifully backdropped by the sprawling mountains in the distance. You never thought much of your city, it wasn’t exactly a tourist destination in itself, but now that you’re looking at it from hundreds of feet above, you realise it has a charm of its own.

“I take it you want to stay?” Joshua asks as he observes the glimmer in your eyes.

You finally peel your gaze from the view and turn to your boyfriend who’s carrying an apologetic look on his face.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he grabs your hands and sandwiches them between his, “I just thought this would be nice and I know you didn’t want to do anything big but I also know you like surprises and I just really wanted to give you the perfect Valentine’s I could pla–“

“Who said I’d be your Valentine’s?”

At that very moment, all color drains from your boyfriend’s face. His mouth is agape, eyebrows raised and eyes are round as ever. Complete and utter shock wash over him and then you see pain, his eyes show early signs of wetness and he starts to blink hard and that’s when you burst out in laughter.

“I’M KIDDING!” You laugh loudly, hands cupping his face and you just hear him take a deep breath.

“Babyyyy,” he whines and you’re completely melting at the pout etched on his face.

“Aww, babe,” you peck his lips before embracing him tightly. He takes a few more seconds wrapped in your arms, trying to let his heartbeat stabilize from the prank you just pulled. “I was just kidding. I think.”

“You think?” He pulls back and catches the mischievous smile on your face. “What does that mean?”

“Hmm… well for starters, you just assumed, you didn’t even ask me, and then–“

“Okay so will you be my Valentine?” Your boyfriend rushes out and if you just weren’t feeling playful, it would be a definite yes right then and there.

“I’ll think about it,” you shrug. “This wasn’t exactly how I thought we’d spend the holiday, you know. I thought we’d only meet with Mr. Min today.”

“Well, I had to find a way to get you to come here with me.”

“Yeah, but what happened to no surprises, Josh? Didn’t we agree on a simple Valentine’s, just a staycation? No fancy gifts and just our favorite food?”

“If you think about it, we’re still in the city, so it’s still a staycation. And we can still have our favorite food!”

“And yet… what was that I heard awhile ago? You had plans to take me to Bali? Hmm??”

“Okay, fine…” your boyfriend slumps in defeat, “but that was honestly booked before we even agreed on anything. And then I canceled when you said you didn’t want anything too extravagant. C’mon baby,” Joshua prods, his arms wrapping around your waist, “I’m still somewhat following the agreement. I just… I really want to make this special for us. Please let me?”

“Okay, I’ll let you,” you smile at the sincerity of your most loving boyfriend. You truly appreciate the effort he’s putting into this, but just like the dynamic of your relationship, what’s a romantic holiday without a little fun? “But I’m still not saying yes to being your Valentine… not yet.”

He sees the wink you just gave him as you walk away and he rolls his eyes. “So that’s how you wanna play it, huh?”

You dramatically turn around before letting yourself fall on the large couch by the living room, “oh whatever could you mean, my love?”

Sometimes, Joshua just hates how you may just be as mischievous as he is, if not more. But he also adores your playful side, especially when it makes him think outside of the box. When he sits beside you on the couch, he’s immediately pulling you onto his lap, hands roaming up and down from your waist to your thighs. “I’ll get you to say yes,” he answers confidently.

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhmm… before midnight.”

“A deadline, I like that,” you nod in approval, “let the games begin, babe.”

Joshua scoffs, “they already have.” A searing kiss is delivered to you that you almost fall over if your boyfriend hadn’t had his muscular arms supporting your back. When you’re finally responding back, Joshua is surprisingly the first to groan, but could you blame him? Your lips were full and soft and it didn’t help at all that your hips have decided to grind against his crotch. He’s sucking on your bottom lip and when they part to grant him entrance, the CEO wastes no time in exploring with his tongue. He hears you moan once, twice, and then he’s pulling your pelvis down as he bucks his hips to meet yours.

“Will you be my Valentine?” He asks in a muffled rush while trailing down your neck, hoping you’d be caught off guard. But Joshua should’ve known, you took your games just as seriously as he did.

“Not so fast, baby.” You giggle, pushing him back against the couch. “You’re not gonna get me in one try.”

There’s a genuine laughter shared between the both of you but when you feel Joshua’s hand begin to pull down the strap of your blouse, you gasp in shock, scaring the man beneath you, “what is it?”

“Babe! I don’t have clothes!”

“Even better,” he smirks.

“No!” You swat his hand away when he attempts another kiss. “I mean, we’re staying the night, right? I didn’t pack anything. Oh my god! I don’t even have my skincare!”

“Okay, calm down,” he rubs your arms, “I have it under control. I’ve packed for you, yeah? Clothes, skincare, even some accessories. Just… except maybe underwear.”

“Babe!”

“What? You won’t really need it anyway.”

“Joshua!” You scold louder this time.

“I’M KIDDING!” He laughs like a maniac, “I brought you… a few.”

To be very fair with your boyfriend, he stayed true to his promise of a staycation. While the hotel you were at had a luxury shopping center directly below it, he knew you just wanted to laze around in the comfort of your suite. Room service was ordered for your lunch, you both watched your favorite movie on the large built-in flat screen on the wall and now, you’re sighing happily sprawled out on the bed wrapped in the hotel’s fluffy bathrobe.

“Someone’s happy,” Joshua notes, settling beside you.

“Are you kidding me? That was the best massage I’ve ever had in my life!” If you were being honest, your whole body felt like jelly, in a good way, it’s as if you could still feel the masseuse’s skillful hands kneading away the knots on your lower back. “I think I might just marry her.”

“Wow, okay???” Your boyfriend takes offense.

“If she asked me to be her Valentine, it’s a yes,” you stick your tongue out at him and before you know it, you’re smothered in tickles from your boyfriend.

“What did you just say?!” He challenges and you want to trigger him more but you’re simply reduced to a fit of squirming giggles underneath his muscular body.

“S-s-sttooooppp!”

Your wrists are conveniently pinned down above your head as you try to squirm away, your body encased between his legs, and a pair of scrunched up brows and pursed lips are staring you down, “Not until you say yes to being my Valentine!”

“No!” You deny him, “the more you tickle me, the more I’ll say no.”

This actually catches his attention and he lets go of you. “Wow, I didn’t think that would work.”

“I’m just nice,” he proudly grins, “and that’s why I’d make the perfect Valentine’s date.”

“Mhmm, probably. You are a gentleman, after all.”

Joshua wiggles his finger at you disapprovingly, “I believe the exact term you’re looking for is a sexy gentleman.”

You both share a laugh at the inside joke that began a few years back in his workplace and has simply stuck until now. “Speaking of,” his tone turns a bit more serious, “I know you just wanna be lazy in bed all day but if it’s okay with you, will you let this sexy gentleman take you to dinner tonight? It’s just going to be in the restaurant downstairs and I made sure to ask the staff to place us where it’s more quiet and secluded.” Big doe eyes stared at you and while you did want to tease Joshua a little more, the sincere look on his face proved too difficult to even playfully deny.

“Okay, I’ll go, but I’m still not your Valentine date. There’s still a few more hours to woo me, Joshua Hong.”

He scoffs and then smiles, leaving a kiss on your cheek before hopping out of bed, “I’ll get that yes before midnight.” It’s cool and confident, and somehow, you’re beginning to lose your resolve.

“What is this?!” you gasp as you open the small hand carry luggage that your boyfriend had packed for you. It was the first time you had gone through it, completely trusting him when he said he had brought all your essentials. You also didn’t feel the need to go through the bag earlier as you had no plans but to live in the fluffy robe the hotel provided.

“What?” Joshua snickers.

You squint your eyes at him, knowing his agenda a little too well. “This,” you mutter coldly, raising up the lingerie with your hands. It was skimpy and it was lacey, and most of all, it was your boyfriend’s favorite. He tries to act innocent but a cheesy grin breaks out on his face anyway and you just roll your eyes at his antics. However, rummaging through the rest of the bag for underwear that had more coverage proved to be unsuccessful. “Just three pairs of lingerie? Nothing else. Really?”

“Hey, no! I packed four. Four pairs of lingerie. All of which are my favorite,” a boyish grin on his face.

“You couldn’t even bring me at least one comfy pair of panties for sleeping?” You pout.

“Not when we’ll be sleeping naked, no. But your nightgown is there,” your boyfriend earns another roll of your eyes and now he’s really giggling with mischief. “C’mon babe, don’t pout. Any of those four will fit perfectly with…” he runs to the closet and then quickly comes back with a huge white box in his hands that had a big black ribbon tied around it.

“Babe,” you gasp silently when you manage to open the box and pick up the beautiful dress that was folded neatly inside. It came in your favorite color and in a style that complimented your curves well. “This is too much,” you say just above a whisper, “I thought no more gifts?”

“Well, this isn’t really a gift. It’s more like… hmmmm…” your boyfriend purses his lips, “giving you something to wear for dinner. I can’t have you walking in the restaurant in just your lingerie! That’s only for my eyes to see!”

You should’ve been annoyed really, he was coming up with the most mischievous excuses to break the agreement you both made, but the way Joshua was pouting and huffing towards the end of his sentence had you smiling like a love struck teenager.

“I love you so much,” you smile and wrap your arms around your boyfriend, planting a kiss on his lips.

“I love you too, baby.”

And you both did, you really loved each other so much. Mischief and jokes were common between you and Joshua; he was equally playful as you are, but no matter how much you teased each other, every single ‘I love you’ that came out of your mouths was always said meaningfully.

“Baby?” your boyfriend asks in the middle of your scrumptious dinner, “do you think Valentine’s is overrated?”

You’re slightly taken aback by the question, especially since the topic before this was how Joshua managed to win the chubby bunny contest during your friend group’s Christmas dinner.

“Uhmm.. “

When you realize he looked dead serious about his query, you give it some thought before answering him, “I see why it could be. It is quite a capitalistic holiday and well, Saint Valentine did die a gruesome death on this day, but I do think that if your Valentine is the right person, it doesn’t really matter if it’s overrated or not.”

Josh is listening intently to your words, his thumb slowly rubbing the back of your hand, “So… you don’t think all my surprises today are overrated, right?” There’s a curious look behind his eyes and your heart physically squeezes at the sight of it.

“Oh, love…” you sigh and scoot your chair right by his side, cupping his cheek and giving him a kiss that you hoped would wipe his worries once and for all, “You could’ve surprised me with a trip to the moon and I would still hop on that spaceship with you volunta–”

Joshua gasps loudly, “Now, how did you know that’s where we’re going tomo–”

“Babe!” you laugh and shove him lightly, “Even if you weren’t kidding, I’d go with you. I told you, even the most possibly overrated thing you could think of will not be overrated as long as it’s with you.”

“Ohhh, so I am your Valentine tomorrow, huh?” The proudest, most obnoxious smirk breaks out on your boyfriend’s face, his chin is held up high and one brow raised approvingly. It takes a few seconds for you but when you realize what he’s done— falling perfectly into his trap— your jaw simply hangs low.

Your boyfriend is quick to tuck his hand below your chin, “close your mouth babe, else a bug might fly in.”

You scoff at the remark but honestly, Joshua isn’t able to hear you amidst his cackling, and you absolutely abhor how he’s gotten you to slip so easily.

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t,” the laugh is evil and confident, and you want to punch his stupid annoying grin away, “you loooooove me, quite literally to the moon AND back.”

Damn him, you thought, because he’s right, you love him, to the moon and back.

As if he wasn’t proud enough, your boyfriend seals your defeat by grabbing your neck to kiss you fervently only to then raise his fist in victory, “one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind, AND a Valentine’s date for Joshua Hong!”

[taepiocasweets]

Slowly; All At Once

Pair: Mingyu x f!reader

Genre: fluff, best friends to lovers with Mingyu, boyfriend material!Mingyu, slight angst.

Summary: Kim Mingyu fell in love with you slowly, but you fell in love with him all at once.

Warnings: short hair Mingyu (yes this deserves a warning. He looks too good), rowdy house party setting, mentions of alcohol, angst (but not with Mingyu), mentions/allusions to a panic attack/sensory overload, kissing, fluff because mingyu is so sweet and protective 😩 Half proofread.

WC: 5k

Author's Note: listen, short hair Mingyu is SO boyfriend coded okay, it just does things to me.

“Gyu?” You spoke as loudly as you could.

“What’s up?” Your best friend answered through a yawn and you would’ve regretted disturbing him so late in the night but you really needed him now.

“Gyu, i’m so sorry..”

Mingyu sat up from his position in bed, the drowsiness in him suddenly gone at the sound of your voice trembling. “What’s wrong?” He asked, his senses heightened, suddenly now hearing the loud music in your background.

“Could.. if you’re free, c-could you come get me?”  

Mingyu was already slipping his shirt on and turning off his tv right after you asked. “Where are you? Are you okay? Are you in danger?” He quizzed, rushing down the stairs to grab his car keys and the hoodie hanging off the hooks.

“I’m at Jamie’s house. So many people, I jus’ wan’go home,” you slurred, stumbling into a corner of the house party you were at.

You could hear the sound of his engine rumbling to a start and somehow, that made you breathe a little easier. That was the thing about your best friend, when you needed him, he would be there, any time, any day, no questions asked. “Ok hang tight. I’ll be there.”

The line went dead as you cowered a little more to the corner of the house party you were at. The more the crowd grew, the more out of place you felt. Sure, most faces were familiar to you as they were the same ones that walked around your school building but no one was really close enough to you. Jamie, herself, was nowhere to be found. You weren't a stranger to house parties, you actually enjoyed them but this one really made you feel like you didn't belong. The crowd was quite rowdy, noise was obnoxiously loud, people were shoving drinks to you left and right, frat boys— both those senior and junior to you— were hitting on you, and, well, the sight of your ex-boyfriend's tongue down your ex-roommate's throat just wasn't exactly what you expected to see tonight. 

You wished you had stayed home instead or spent your Friday night with your best friend watching Shark Tank episodes and talking about all the inventions you both could make and would definitely get invested on. But no, you had begged off from Mingyu this one time, telling him that you wanted to let loose a little bit and hang with some of your girl friends.

The night started fine, you and the girls having cocktails after dinner at a bar nearby, until one of them had all but dragged you guys to the house party a common friend was throwing. What you didn't know was all their boyfriends had already been there, eventually leaving you alone as soon you all walked in the doors. 

You wanted to get out of there but as you looked at the volume of people in front of you, you were sure you wouldn't be able to push through them without getting pushed around. You felt trapped, your breaths becoming shorter whilst you tried to calm your heart. You were in need of air and of water real bad. 

"Hello?" you picked up your phone at first ring.

It was Mingyu. "Where are you?" 

"I-i'm by the end of the hall towards the kitchen at the back." 

Mingyu grimaced at the mixed smell of alcohol, cigarettes, sweat and weed in the place, not to mention the huge crowd that the party had gathered. He spotted numerous acquaintances and friends who all excitedly greeted him, offering him shots and beers but he ignored all of them, brain laser focused at finding you. It took him about five minutes before he reached the hall you were in and immediately spotted you thanks to his height which allowed him a “bird’s eye view.”

"Y/N," you felt a towering presence stumble in front of your crouched position, but was immediately comforted at the owner of the voice. It’s a really good thing you knew his voice well because you were still getting used to his new and much shorter haircut.

"Gyu!" You sighed in relief, hands immediately gripping his forearm as you steadied yourself against him. He kept a protective hand on your waist, caging you in between him and the corner to shield you from the crowd. He noticed the natural blush on your cheeks from the alcohol and the slightly far away look in your eyes. He could tell you weren’t exactly drunk, but he could also read the fear and sadness in them. He gave you a little bit more time to steady your breathing and comfort yourself in his presence, whispering "it's okay's" and "you're alright, I'm here." 

"Gyu, I'm dizzy," you declared. You weren't drunk, just slightly tipsy at most, it was the stuffiness in the room that had you wanting air.

Mingyu glanced back at the amount of people in the hall, mentally mapping the fastest way out to the closest door, before turning back to you. "Y/n,” he cupped your cheek to guide your eyes to his, "We'll make our way out, okay? Hold on to me?" He laid out his large hand for you to take and you gripped it like a vice as you gave him a small nod. 

There are many reasons to be thankful for Mingyu's height and build, and tonight, as he pushed through the crowds with one hand tightly intertwined with yours, was one of them. You were only but a few steps away from the door when your face collided with Mingyu's back. Someone had blocked his way and you were too slow to stop yourself when he did.

"heeey leaving so soon?!" A very familiar but very drunk voice slurred. It was Jung, your asshole of an ex-boyfriend. "You just got here,bro." 

"Not here to party. Just—" 

"Oh come on, Mingyu! At least take a shot!" 

"Yeah!!" another party goer whom you recognize to be from the same frat as Jung cheered on, "In fact why don't you and y/n take a shot together!" Two shot glasses filled to the brim with tequila were suddenly raised at you both. You made a face, hiding yourself behind your best friend’s broad back, hoping it would be enough to make you disappear.

"Y/n!" Jung sang-song in a way that had Mingyu gripping your hands even tighter, "Why don't you take a shot for me, baby? It's still too early to call it a—"

"Don't touch her." Mingyu growled at your ex who was attempting to bypass him and snake an arm around your waist, "Let’s go, y/n" Mingyu pulled at you, desperately hoping to just get the both of you out of there.

As you stumbled past your ex, you yelped when you felt his hand pull on your free wrist, almost yanking you away from Mingyu's hold. "Cmon, baby. Just one more shot. Like old times." A disgusting smirk was plastered on Jung's face, one you wanted to wipe off with a punch.

“I said. Don’t. Touch. Her.” Mingyu repeated louder and firmer this time, pulling your caught wrist and now purposely standing in full height to tower over your drunken ex.

“Gyu, let’s go,” you whisper, noticing that the exchange between both boys have suddenly gained the crowd’s attention.

“Oh come on Mingyu, it’s just a shot!” One of the other guys pushed.

With a roll of his eyes, Mingyu took the shot glass and downed the liquor easily. But it wasn’t until he took the second shot of tequila— supposedly yours— and poured it down his throat that the crowd erupted in cheers. “Happy?” Mingyu sneered at Jung, “now, let us go.” 

“Still her savior, huh?” Your ex called out, making Mingyu freeze in his tracks as he tried to navigate through the crowd, “you still the best friend? Or are you finally the boyfriend now?” 

You felt your breath get caught in your throat at what you just heard. But nothing could have prepared you for the next thing that tumbled out of your best friend’s mouth. 

“So what if I was?” Mingyu looked back at your ex bitterly, eyes filled with anger, “At least I know I’d treat her right.”

You had no chance to see the sour, defeated face Jung sported, but the crowd’s ‘oooh’s’ were enough to let you know that Mingyu definitely had the last laugh in that exchange. Everyone had even made space for you both to successfully exit, not wanting to mess with the 6 foot 2 man. 

Mingyu watched you carefully as you stabilized your breathing, the fresh air paired with the water he had just given you was slowly erasing the dizziness you felt earlier. He had his hands in his pockets while you looked up at him, your back leaning on his car, and a thick silence in the air. You wanted to say something, you wanted to say a lot of things actually, but didn’t know how to start. 

“Here, put this on,” Mingyu said softly, grabbing his hoodie from the back seat and pulling it over your shivering frame since your dress did little to protect you from the cold. You hummed in satisfaction, the warmth of the cotton shielding your exposed skin and the smell of him grounding you even more. 

“Thank you, Gyu. For saving me. And for taking that shot.” You squeaked, looking down at the ground, wanting to say many other things but it’s all you could put together for now. 

Mingyu’s mind however, wandered some place else. Like how you were still so beautiful right now? Looking so tiny in his hoodie, cheeks flushed and your makeup a bit smeared. To him, you were still the prettiest thing his eyes had seen. God he just wanted to kiss you. If only you were in your right mind, no alcohol in your system and not reeling back from what could’ve been a panic attack. And maybe, if only it didn’t ruin the friendship. 

‘I’d die for you,’ is what Mingyu would’ve wanted to say. “Hey, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it… as long as you’re okay. I mean… you are okay, right?” 

He stood closely in front of you, watching intently as you tried to form words but your growing silence did nothing to quell his worries. 

“Y/n,” your best friend’s voice firm, “did something happen back there? Are you hurt? You think your drink got spiked? Did someone harra—“

“No, no!” You confirmed, sensing the agitation in his voice, “nothing happened to me. Was just really overwhelmed with the crowd… the boys were annoying, the girls left me, and I… i didn’t even know Jung was dating Cass now.”

Ah, there it is, Mingyu thought. It always has something to do with your stupid ex.

“Cass? Your ex roommate, Cass?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Dating or not, they were definitely making out,” Mingyu could hear both the pain and disgust in your voice, “i just don’t get it.” Yeah, neither does Mingyu, why were you still so hung up on this— 

“I’m over him, you know?” 

“What?” Mingyu looked at you so quickly, he might’ve gotten a whiplash 

“I’m over him.” You confirmed and Mingyu would be lying if he said he didn’t want to just jump in joy right there and then. But your face still looked sour, angry even, like you had just been forced to chew on a whole lemon. “I realise now I was such an idiot for even loving him. But Cass? Really? My ex-roommate? I don’t know.. I know we’ve broken up months ago but it just feels weird. She knew how much he hurt me.. she even wanted to, and I quote, ‘stab him in the gym,’ but now she’s practically dry humping him in the middle of the worst house party known to man?!” You frustrated, your voice reaching a higher pitch than you had expected only to fall down to a very quiet whisper, “i just… I can’t help but feel betrayed.”

Mingyu noticed a lone tear roll down your cheek, the back of your hand immediately wiping it away. He knew how close you were to Cass, he still remembers how you cried to him when she suddenly cut off communication with you and moved out of your apartment. For the longest time, you had thought you did something wrong and had beaten yourself up over it. But now it all just made sense. 

Your best friend pulled you in for an embrace, mumbling about how you deserve better and how he’s sorry this happened to you.

“God,” you scoffed, “i’m sorry, i’m such a loser… everything about tonight just makes me feel so… alone.” 

“Hey now!” Mingyu pulled back harshly, holding you firmly by the shoulders, an arms length distance between you both. “I take offense to that. I’m literally right here, you know.” 

“Exactly. When you really could’ve been sleeping peacefully, or maybe even be on a date with some pretty girl. Instead you’re here, rescuing your pathetic excuse of a best friend.”

“Well.. you know what?” Mingyu challenged, pulling you in again into his arms for a warm hug, “there’s nowhere else i’d rather be. Now let’s get you home, yeah?” He assured instead, opening the door to the passenger seat of his car. You slumped into the seat and Mingyu went as far as strapping your seat belt for you, your lips just mere centimeters away from his. He stopped to look at you, eyes scanning yours before dropping to your lips momentarily and then back to your eyes again. You could feel the tension in the air and you didn’t even realize you were holding your breath until he finally moved away and closed the door gently. 

Mingyu couldn’t help but notice a few tears escaping you as you looked out the car window, lone tears slowly falling on your cheek. You couldn’t really shake the idea from your brain of your roommate and your ex getting together, the betrayal just squeezing your heart in pain. Maybe the alcohol also just heightened your sensitivity too. When the car stopped at a red light, a gentle squeeze on your left hand had you looking up to your best friend, soft eyes matching yours as he flashed you a lopsided smile. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t have to. You knew his action was that of comfort, as if to tell you you weren’t alone. 

Mingyu kept his hand tightly on yours throughout the ride, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand and that small action really helped keep the sad thoughts away. It wasn’t until you reached the exit of the freeway when you noticed Mingyu suddenly take a left turn. 

“Where are we going?” You squeaked

“Mine,” Mingyu confirmed, “is that ok? I just don’t wanna leave you alone for now, and i don’t think the sight of Cass’s empty room is something you’re ready to see either.”

You pondered on his suggestion quickly and knew it made sense. If anything, your best friend’s comforting presence is exactly what you needed right now.

The moment you got to his place, everything was like clockwork. He let you shower and freshen up, then handed you one of his large shirts and one of your old shorts you kept at his place for sleepover nights like these. 

A bottle of water was left by the bathroom door when you had finished. Drink this all before you go back down, Mingyu had written in a note and you cooed at the thoughtfulness of your best friend.  As you got to changing, you couldn’t help but notice just how much comfort his place brought you. His bedroom— and the rest of the apartment— was littered with photos of the both of you through the years. Your favorite conditioner was in his bathroom. He had a little basket in his closet that had things for you— hair brush, your favorite makeup remover, a few of your skin care items (which he bought himself), some old clothes, and even sanitary pads. You smiled at the sight of the little disney nightlight he had bought especially for you last year because even though he liked his lights off when he sleeps, he knew you hated the dark. You knew he kept some of your favorite snacks in his pantry, and he always had a pint of your favorite ice cream in his freezer. You were grinning by the time you had thought of all these things. You were feeling way too giddy and and then it hit you, those are butterflies you feel in your stomach. You felt like a tidal wave just hit you, your brain suddenly replaying every encounter with Mingyu and the longer it went on, the more you felt your heart being squeezed. You’re reminded how he didn’t even hesitate to pick you up tonight, or take that shot for you, or how he might’ve just thrown a punch at Jung if he so much laid another finger on you. You remember the tension in the car when your lips were inches apart. Yup, definitely butterflies. You simultaneously cursed yourself for not seeing it sooner. For not feeling it sooner. Do best friends really go this far? Could Kim Mingyu be in love with you? Better yet, did you just fall in love with him? There’s no way. Right? Mingyu was simply a really nice guy, and he would be especially kind to you, his best friend, and you are just very, very appreciative of it.

Yeah, just best friends.

That’s all.

So why do you suddenly want it to be more? 

Mingyu, on the other hand, was a ball of nerves in his living room. The events of tonight made him feel like he might not be able to hold back his feelings any longer. Seeing you tonight, your helpless self in such a huge crowd of people and then silently crying in the car just awakened something in him, like a very strong urge to protect you and embrace you in so much love that you won't ever remember the feeling of being hurt. He loves you very much, for quite some time now actually, and not just in the best friend kind anymore, he knows that much. But he can't quite figure out when it happened. There was no specific moment or grand gesture that made him think "i'm in love with my best friend." Your friendship certainly began platonic, no hidden intentions or attraction. It started when both your chaotic selves ended up paired for a group work in freshman year and you just haven't been separated since then. Over time, he's unconsciously made more space for you in his heart. What started as him giving you food every now and then so you could test his culinary experiments eventually turned into packed meals every Tuesdays and Thursdays when your classes stretched until 8 in the evening. He began omitting mustard in the dishes he cooks for you because of your allergy, even though he personally loves it. He once helped you do groceries and noticed you liked to buy your juices and milks in large cartons, and so he eventually scheduled his grocery days the same as yours so you wouldn't have to carry everything by yourself. You brought out the best in him. He witnessed your thoughtfulness and kindness and that made him want to be a better person for himself. One day, when he cracked a lame joke, he realised nothing sounds sweeter than your laugh. Mingyu always listened to you, even when you spoke nonsense most times. Your crazy ideas were something he questioned a lot before but now it's what makes him laugh the most. Kim Mingyu fell in love with you slowly, he never stopped himself from it because he's learned it was simply impossible. The joy you brought to his life was unexplainable. So he just let it happen, but he'd never tell you that, not when it could mean losing the single most important person in his life. But tonight, it seemed his heart was bursting at the seams and he wasn't so sure how long he could control his mouth from vomiting the words. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to have you sleep over tonight. 

"Gyu? you good?" you asked, sitting beside him and getting under the same throw he had placed over him. He looked so soft and cuddly in his dark gray sweatshirt he changed into. God, he looked every bit of boyfriend right now.

"Huh?" 

"You were spaced out," you giggled

"Oh. Yeah, i'm ok, just waiting for you… Was the shower ok? Did you drink your water?" 

You nodded and pointed to the empty water bottle you had placed on the coffee table in front of you, "I'm alright, Gyu. Tired but feeling much better." You punctuated your words with a small thank you and a kiss on his cheek and Mingyu tensed. The scent of your shampoo washed over him and even though it was only a few seconds, it's like he could still feel your lips on his cheek. You saw his eyes grow wide and his shoulders slightly square up but whatever it was, he chose to stay silent. 

"okay!" he announced, trying to break the awkwardness he was feeling. "movie?" 

"about that... could we... maybe talk first?" 

An ice bucket might as well have been thrown on top of Mingyu's head, either that or have the ground open up to swallow him whole. He seriously might not keep his feelings at bay this time around. "uhhh... a-about what?"

"About what happened in the party." 

"Oh," your best friend relaxed a little, "I thought you were fine? You said no one hurt you right? I mean, of course aside from seeing Cass and—" 

"Gyu," you interrupted him with a hand on his forearm, turning to the side so you could face him, "I don't mean that."

"Then what?" 

"About what you said to Jung," your voice barely above a whisper, "about being my boyfriend..." 

At that very moment, the both of you paused, the same thought in your brains: will my heart actually start beating out my chest?

"Oh. What about it?" Mingyu played it off and you gulped hard, maybe you shouldn't have brought it up. You normally thought you could see right through your best friend, but this time, he seemed so nonchalant about it all and if you were being honest, it broke your heart a little. 

The tanned boy waited for your answer, eyes holding a glint of fear as he watched you look at everything else in the room except his gaze, "I just... I don't know. You said if you were my boyfriend, then you'd be treating me right." 

"I would." Mingyu responded a little too fast, making your eyes find his immediately. He cursed himself for the lack of self control, now literally biting his tongue to stop from spilling the rest of his feelings.

"Then am I crazy for thinking that... that all you've done tonight was treat me right?" 

You watched your best friend swallow hard, eyes boring into your soul. You waited in bated breath for a response but Mingyu opened his mouth only to close it, and then open again. Mingyu steels himself, genuinely wanting to run away from the conversation. If he spoke any further, he just knows he'd lose his best friend and get his heart broken, so he chooses to point out the obvious instead. "Well, you are my best friend."

"is that all you want me to be?" There it goes. The million dollar question. It's now or never, Kim Mingyu, he hears the subconscious in his brain. He could feel the sweat on his back, his hands fidgeting under the throw.  Mingyu was not fond of how straightforward you were being. It's like you were ready to catch him red-handed and then tell him to start acting like a bestfriend instead of some love-sick puppy, or worse, stay away from you altogether. This is it. The end of a friendship he so carefully protected even if it meant it will never be more. 

"What do you mean?" He croaked, his throat feeling drier more than ever. Oh, if only Mingyu knew just how nervous you were too. 

You closed your eyes shut, inhaling sharply to muster up some confidence as you carefully place your heart on your sleeve.

“Because I look at your place and your life, and though I see a lot of you in it, I see me too. Pictures of us, my favorite food always in your kitchen, my number in your speed dial. I think about the past and all that you've done for me, laughing at the stupid shapes I think the clouds are forming, listening to me vent about all my frustrations, holding me when i cry about a broken heart, you’re there. You're always where I am. And it might have taken me long to realize this, but maybe you do love me more than just your bestfriend. And I just I hope i'm not too late to tell you that when I think about all of it, it hits me like a truck that I'm in love with you too."

If Mingyu was deaf, then everything you just said is probably the one thing that would help him regain his hearing. Every single word was loud and clear, your last sentence obnoxiously ringing in his ears, yet all this six foot something man could reply was an awkward “huh?”

You blinked hard at his dumbfounded expression, the back of your eyes immediately stinging with tears. Your efforts of confessing dying together with your heart. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks in embarrassment, hands flying to cover your face because wow, you seriously just misread the whole thing. “Fuck, I’m sorry. I- i must’ve misread. For—forget I said anything.” You mumbled, your voice shaking towards the end.

“No, no!” Mingyu panicked, his large hands prying yours away from your face and then cupping your cheeks, “i’m sorry. I love you. I heard you, loud and clear. And I love you, more than just a best friend. I’m so in love with you, have been for a while now.” He inched closer to you, the shyest smile on his face.

His eyes glanced at your lips before looking back at you again, asking softly, “Can I?”

With a small nod, he slotted his lips to yours and you immediately hummed in relief. Your eyes fluttering close with how gentle he was. His lips were slightly chapped but they were so pillowy against yours.

“I love you,” Mingyu mumbled in between a kiss, not being able to contain the smile that was breaking on his face. He swore he saw fireworks explode, his stomach churning in the best way possible.

“I love you too,” you responded as you broke apart for air. Both your eyes were twinkling, pure happiness just flowing through your veins.

He couldn’t quite believe it. Just moments ago, he was certain he’d end the night without a best friend. “Could you say that again?” He asked shyly, and if you weren’t just so whipped for the man, you wouldn’t have indulged him.

You climbed onto his lap, grinning as you placed your hands by the sides of his face. “I love you, Kim Mingyu. I’m so in love with you,” you obliged, peppering kisses on his cheeks and nose and lips.

Mingyu let out that tiny giggle he does when he’s really happy, the crinkles in his eyes appearing and his canines showing. “I love you,” you said one more time before properly latching onto his lips again. This time, your kiss was slightly deeper. He continued to mumble i love you’s to you in between before finally slipping his tongue into your mouth. Mingyu let out a low hum of sayisfaction when he felt you run your fingers through his short hair. His large hand stayed firm on the small of your back while the other was on your neck, making sure you couldn’t pull away too far or too fast, not that he should worry, the warmth of his body alone was already drawing you impossibly closer to him.

You rested your forehead on his when you broke apart the second time, matching grins on your faces as your eyes looked deeply at each other.

“You scared me, you know?” You scowled out of nowhere, your fist hitting his chest playfully.

“What?”

“I thought I really misread. Thought you didn’t actually love me.” The pout that appeared on your face was one Mingyu had seen before, but this time around, it pulled at his heartstrings even harder.

“Well I thought you saw right through me and didn’t want any of it. Thought you wanted to stop being best friends even.”

You raised a brow at him, tilting your head to the side slightly, “well now you’re not just my best friend, you’re also my boyfriend.”

The squeal that came out of Mingyu’s mouth was definitely one you wouldn’t expect from someone as large as him, but you loved it nonetheless, even though he paired it with a bone crushing hug that had your face uncomfortably smushed on his hard chest.

“G-gyu… c-can’t br-breathe.”

“Oh sorry,” he pulled back, still giggling from the thought of being called your boyfriend. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him this happy before and it makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter even harder.

You felt soft lips on your forehead, another “I love you” rolling past Mingyu’s mouth.

You responded back with the same three words, allowing yourself to look into his eyes intently, marking this important moment in your brain. You’ve heard of best friends falling in love and then falling out of love, the friendship sinking together with it. You knew there was no certainty that you and Mingyu wouldn’t meet that same fate, and it scared you for sure. But there was something about being in your best friend-now-boyfriend’s arms that just felt right. Like you were home. And somehow, that was more than enough to take away all the fears. It took a while, but you’ve never been more sure of something than you are now of loving Mingyu.

“So… we’re really doing this?” Mingyu asked as he tucked your hair behind your ear. You looked beautiful with the light pink that dusted your cheeks and the deeper crimson on your slightly swollen lips.

“As long as it’s with you.”

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𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

jung wooyoung x gn!reader

1.2k words, est. relationship au, low-key slice of life, kissing/making out, fluff, cheese :l

a/n: requests now closed! owjdkdjd i couldn't really make it suggestive cuz that wasn't the direction the fic was going, many apologies, chip !! >< hope u enjoy a slice of ur life w ur bf tho 😚

You could always pick Jung Wooyoung out of a line up. How could you not? The curtains of dual-dyed hair, the nose sculpted like marble, the smile—oh, his smile. His smile always had you tripping over your feet, faster than a crater in the sidewalk. And that smile was yours.

The bell above the door to the convenience store you worked at jingled a tinny sound and allowed the cool, night breeze to waft inside. You were stationed right beside it at the front counter, half a pair of earbuds in with a calculus textbook before you and a tub of ice cream for moral support. Your idea of a Wednesday night hadn't always been the midnight shift at the corner store, but it provided you with time needed to complete your homework since you barely experienced a rush hour.

The man in question waltzed through the door in a dark colored hoodie and a pair of old headphones draped around his neck. He sought you out immediately, beelining for the counter. "Now what's a sweet thing like you working in a dump like this?" He drawled as he leaned his side against the counter. There was a teasing glint in his eyes, something that came trademark to Wooyoung.

You offered him a spoonful of your strawberry cheesecake ice cream. "Some fella gon' done me wrong," you sighed to play along. "Just me and the ice cream." Your eyes skirted to the Lucky Cat figurine by the window, swinging around its tiny, white paw. "And the cat."

Wooyoung licked his lips as he savored the flavor of the ice cream. "Mm, that's good. Strawberry cheesecake?"

"Yup," you said, nodding. You scooped another bite for yourself. The carton was nearly as empty as the ice cream aisle was now. It always ran dry by this time of night. "That almost completes our world tour of the seventy-five flavors we sell, Woo. What's your favorite?"

Without hesitation, "You."

You choked up a laugh, your cheeks heating up beneath the fizzling fluorescent lights. Wooyoung's smile lit up the room and made the greenish tint of the store just a little warmer. He allowed you time to recover. "What? There's nothing sweeter than my baby."

He said it so easily. Your heart slammed against your ribcage and you wanted him to see it palpitate. Almost bashfully, you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and ducked your head to fidget with your calculus textbook. "You're so—why're you so cheesy!"

"Me? Cheesy?" He scoffed and placed a hand against his chest in mock offense. "How'd you know?"

You grinned; he grinned back. "You're so silly," you said, softer this time, closing your book and tearing the earbud out of your ear. According to the digital clock to your right, it was about time for you to close up.

"At least I make you laugh," he replied. As if it was the simplest thing in the world. As if his only purpose was to make you laugh, see you smile.

You were left biting your tongue, unable to string together the words to make him just as speechless. He watched you with a fond look in his eyes, the mole beneath his eye tempting you in wanting to kiss it. You began to clean everything up—dumping your trash in the bin, packing your school materials away, sweeping around the aisles. Wooyoung struck up a conversation about something San had been up to earlier today, his voice somehow carrying through the store as he emptied the trash into the alleyway dumpster for you. You both worked like two cogs in a machine, in no hurry, just desiring to be in the other's space.

When the store was cleaned up, Wooyoung grabbed your backpack for you and slung it over his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around you then, tucking you to his side as you locked the store up behind you.

The city was barren at this time of night, the streets dark and littered with circles of amber light from the streetlights. The walk to the nearby metro station was not necessarily just around the corner, so you always appreciated when Wooyoung dropped by to hang out and walk you home.

"What are you up to tonight?" You asked him, leaning your head against him slightly as you walked. You knew for sure he would probably walk you home, then head out to somewhere else with his friends. He never had short nights.

He hummed. "Mmh… think I'm meeting Joong hyung and everyone at the ring. Mingi's on tonight."

You raised a brow. "Oh, really? I thought he was taking a break to train some more."

"Nah, I think he just got impatient," Wooyoung mused. "You can still come with, baby. I could keep you safe; they're all afraid of me."

"Always the joker, aren't you?"

"Hey!" He squawked, peering over at you with his eyes alight and smile wide. "I take offense to that."

You laughed, patting his chest. "Want me to kiss it better?"

Wooyoung simpered down. "Yeah, always."

With a playful roll of your eyes, you stopped him in the middle of the sidewalk and cupped his cheeks. You met his lips with a firm, but affectionate peck. When you pulled away, he had attempted to press onwards and coax you back to him.

"I think I'm a little more offended than you think," he said, voice breathy. His arms were around your waist and anchored you to him, but left you room to still back away if you didn't want this.

You grazed your thumb over his lips and felt the bite of his teeth for a split second. "Your ego bruises like a peach, Wooyoung."

"And this peach would love for you to kiss him better."

Your heart did a somersault or two before you obliged him. He lowered his mouth over yours again, and you claimed that smile of his for yourself, as you had always done. Your fingers grasped the sides of his face to pull him impossibly close to you. Everything was so quiet; the world became yours and his. It was like he had nowhere to be and you had nowhere to go, but this moment was good, and you could have him as much as you could.

Wooyoung's tongue swiped over your bottom lip in a plea for entry, to which you granted. His fingers dug into your sides and held on for dear life. There was a crease between his brows as he kissed you, bruising both of your lips like the peach you claimed his ego to be.

And when you broke for air, his lips moved around your face to fill every crevice with him.

Your voice was hoarse, but chest light at the smattering of kisses over your face. "Is that amendment enough?" You laughed.

He smiled down at you, tongue licking his lips. "For now," he said with a wink.

Wooyoung curled his arm around your waist and the two of you started back in the direction of the metro station. Your voices echoed contently in the barren street that you had made your own:

"What do you mean 'for now?'"

"Well, you can't expect me to not pick up where we left off once we get home?"

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txt headcanons . . . mundane little moments of love

yeonjun. it's one of those late-night phone calls; one minute you're laughing about god-knows-what and the next, humour has simmered down, replaced by a moment of silence — and there is warmth and comfort in the quietness, but also an unmistakeable sense of longing. as you just close your eyes and listen to each other's breathing, you start to wonder if he has fallen asleep, but he breaks the silence with a 'wish you were here' and you heart clenches a little as you whisper back a 'me too.'

soobin. it's one of those hugs. the kind that starts off almost casual yet goes on longer than it's supposed to, simply because neither refuses to let go. it feels warm, familiar, and safe in each other's arms. at one point, he snuggles in closer, burying his face against the crook of your neck, you can feel his breath and his little smile on your skin. he comments on how much he loves your smell and you snicker before asking him to describe it, and he takes a moment before answering, 'just smells like...you. like home.'

beomgyu. it's one of those moments when you're sharing a bathroom space. it's the playful little 'don't peek' as one pees while the other shaves. it's the lingering hand touches when he's passing you the towel. it's him being a little shit and splashing water at you while you wash your face. and it's the way your eyes meet in the mirror while you're brushing your teeth together and you both smile — it's just a small stretch of lips at first until you're both grinning uncontrollably because right now, everything just feels right.

taehyun. it's one of those unexpected deep conversations at unlikely places, like the grocery store. it's just that almost sacred connection you get when you're telling someone your thoughts and ideas, and you worry that you sound scattered and might not make sense and you're ready to brush it off with a nevermind and an awkward little chuckle but you don't need to because he gets it. and as you continue the conversation while you put the cereal box into the cart, you feel a fresh surge of love for him.

huening kai. it's one of those moments on the couch or bed, watching netflix together. it's endless hours of browsing through the catalogue of movies and shows only to end up playing the same one you've watched for the hundreth time. it's the looks you share when the characters are saying questionable things, and the simultaneous outbursts you have when the people in the screen are being frustrating, and having to pause to have a debate about whatever is going on in the show. it's just nice. it's nice to have someone who willingly sits through every disney movie and every episode of that kdrama.

#txt headcanons

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After a long day.

Note: It was raining outside, and I wanted to provide some nice content, so I made something up :) it’s short, but I hope it’ll do

fluff | Yeonjun x reader

[11:45pm]— The tall, lean boy staggered through the dimly lit hallway tiredly, clearly drained from the day he had.

Showbiz was his dream, he wasn’t one to complain, but sometimes, some days, when songs were queued up to be recorded and dance routines to be perfected, it can take a long long time for the day to be over and done with.

“(y/n)—“ he began, but immediately stopped himself, spying your sleeping figure curled up on the couch.

It was raining heavily outside, pouring in hushed chatter as the occasional thunder rumbled in the distance. And very late, he noticed, reading the clock that hung on the wall. Quietly and quickly, he goes to get washed up.

It wasn’t long before he was done and was walking over to where you lay, he watched you for a while before slithering into your arms, admiring at how peaceful you looked, asleep in the shape of tidal waves. He apologises softly when he realises you’re stirred awake, and he melts when you give him a sleepy smile, eyes not even open.

“Hey…” you slurred.” When did you get home?”

“A while ago.” He heard his voice mumble, almost falling asleep as he lies on top of you, the calming sound of your heartbeat lulling him. “Did you wait long?”

“Not really.” You sighed, and he feels your fingers comb through his hair gently.” Felt long though.”

Lingering a kiss on your collarbone, he rests his head on your chest and watches the rain, feeling his eyes closing. He clutches you tighter, content by the nonexistent space in between the both of you. A tangle of limbs on the couch.

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with an i? | choi jongho

best friend!jongho x fem reader

genre: fluff, fluff with slight angst, mutual pining, friends to lovers, college au

content warnings: alcohol consumption, catcalling/street harassment, cursing

word count: 5.1k

author’s note: hello!! this is the second fic i’ve written - i’m still new to the game but i hope you enjoy :) feedback is much appreciated <3 if you enjoy this work, please consider reblogging! it would mean the world to me, esp since i’m a new writing blog 😄 i also have more to come so stay tuned 😉

tags: @multi-stantrash

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To be honest, Jongho hadn’t much felt like going out tonight when San raised the idea of going out as a group to one of the popular bars near campus to celebrate the end of midterms. It was rare he went out to bars and clubs at all, save for the occasional chill outing with friends here and there. They just weren’t his speed most of the time – he was better suited for more lowkey gatherings with friends. He had initially refused San’s invite since the bars were going to be jam-packed with students with the same idea, but he had been extremely quick to change his mind and agree to go out once he heard you say that you were in.

Abnormally quick at that. He had even earned slight reactions from the others – a suspicious glance from Seonghwa, a knowing eyebrow raise from Hongjoong. Of course those two picked up on it immediately. Nothing ever got past them. But hell, he had been so obvious about it that even Wooyoung had barely been able to choke back a laugh and he was usually so full of energy that subtle signs of all sorts frequently flew right over his head.

Well, that had been embarrassing for him.

In truth, Jongho had opted to go so he could watch out for you. Not that he didn’t trust you – he knew you were more than capable of handling yourself. And it wasn’t because he didn’t trust your mutual friends to keep you safe either. Truthfully, he felt a little guilty for this because it felt possessive, but it just… it had to be him, okay? That’s all. It had to be him watching out for you and making sure you got home safe. Him.

After all, you were best friends and that was what friends were for, right? You were just friends. Just… friends. Nothing else.

Right?

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Wooyoung ✧ Back to Sleep

✧ Ateez Wooyoung x reader ✧ words: ~1.4k ✧ genre: comfort, angst to fluff

Desc.: Your frequent nightmares decided to pay you a visit tonight as well, and your boyfriend Wooyoung is right there with you, intending to take your mind off the things you saw in your dream, hoping you could fall back asleep sooner rather than later.

You tear your eyes open, finally awaking from the repeating nightmare that’s been haunting you for what feels like forever. Staring up at the ceiling, you’re petrified, unable to move even a finger. Your chest is rising and sinking under the blanket as if you’d just come back from running a marathon, and a droplet of sweat makes its way from your forehead down your temple almost unnoticed by you, disappearing somewhere in your hair eventually. It’s like your senses are both heightened and numb from the dream you just woke up from. You’re in a state of panic, only able to turn your head once you hear rustling next to you. A sleepy Wooyoung, trying to mentally slap himself awake as fast as possible, reaches out for you, cupping your cheek with his hand. You flinch at his touch, your eyes open wide. It’s hard to recognize his facial features in the dark bedroom, and for a second your mind tries to trick you into thinking he’s some kind of monster, ready to harm you.

“It’s just me, babe,” he mutters, his voice drowsy and his words slightly slurred. “Did you have another nightmare…?” Hearing the familiar sound of him speaking, you feel at least the rush of panic leaving you, slowly subsiding into the darkness of the night, but the other negative feelings stay, looming over you. An urge to hold onto him overcomes you, still your arms feel heavy like huge blocks of marble, and you cannot bring yourself to reach out to him. As if he sensed it, he scoots over closer under the blanket, crawling on top of you and his hand slides from your cheek to behind your neck. He supports his weight on top of you and pulls you close, laying your head against his chest to make you listen to his calm heartbeat. Taking in his familiar smell, you dare to close your eyes for a second, but reopen them immediately when the afterimages of the nightmare come crawling back to your disturbed mind. 

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kiss it better - jeong yunho

jeong yunho x gender neutral!reader

cw - sickfic, fluff, lots of comfort, established relationship, crying, puke, reader has food poisoning, other members make an appearance

word count: 2.1k

taglist: @pikacuuuuuuu @lovely-ateez @sunsethw4 @xirenex @seonghwanotes

You didn’t get sick often which, of course, was a good thing because who liked being sick? It was a pain and meant that you had to stay home from work and since you lived alone that wasn’t something you were ever excited for. But, as you came to learn upon waking up with a fuzzy head and cramping stomach, there were downsides to having a near-perfect immune system too. Mainly being that you had no supplies for being sick at all. As if that wasn’t bad enough there was no frozen or easy-to-cook food in your small apartment either, meaning you had no choice but to leave the apartment at some point.

After a while of deliberation (which was mostly you struggling to keep your eyes open and form a coherent thought) you slumped down in a chair at the kitchen table and promptly fell asleep. When you woke up it was a few hours later and you were feeling at least a hundred times worse. You were still swaddled in pyjamas and a blanket, meaning your body was sticky all over with sweat and as though the pain in your stomach earlier hadn’t been bad enough, there was now an awful pounding in your head that made it hard to sit up straight.

Despite your mind being jumbled as you clumsily stripped yourself of your sweat-soaked clothes, you managed to get to the bathroom before you started to puke, dropping to your knees with a thud that made you whimper. Once you’d managed to get up enough watery bile to settle the discomfort in your stomach, you made quick work of brushing your teeth and getting dressed, desperate to get to somewhere with food and medication as quickly as you possibly could.

You made it about half of the way there before you realised you were dragging yourself to your boyfriend’s dorm, your eyes welling with tears when you did realise it. You sniffled softly as you wiped at your face with clammy, shaking hands, trying not to attract too much attention from the other people on the bus. You were trying to get to the pharmacy weren’t you? When did you change plans to go to the dorm? A hiccup left you at the same time as a rather loud sob but you were feeling too feverish to be embarrassed, stumbling off of the bus and finally pressing the buzzer to your boyfriend’s dorm.

“Hello?” Hongjoong’s voice answered. You drew in a deep breath to steady your voice before you spoke.

“Hongjoong it’s- it’s me, I’m sick and I didn’t have any food at home,” you managed to get out in a rush before a sob broke you off. “Please can I come up?”

“Yeah of course,” he answered, his voice soft with sympathy. “I’ll send Seonghwa down.”

The sight of Seonghwa as he opened the door sent a fresh wave of desperation over you, thick tears rolling down your cheeks as he pulled you inside, his arm wrapping around your waist to keep you walking.

“What hurts? Is it a cold? Did you throw up?” he asked, all of his questions coming out at once as he pulled you into the elevator. You shuddered, trying to thank him for how gentle he was as you leaned into his hand lightly petting the top of your head, but only managed to whimper quietly. It was only when Seonghwa opened the front door to their apartment that the full weight of your nausea and fever hit you. You leaned your body against one of the walls as you felt Seonghwa help you take your shoes off, Hongjoong appearing with a worried look in his eyes. “Yunho’s not here right now but he’ll be back soon.”

“He’s not here?” you asked softly, voice trembling. You hadn’t even come here to see him, had you? It had just been instinct, right? The way your chest grew tight and more sobs bubbled up from your throat proved that okay, maybe you hadn’t come here on purpose but you had definitely come here to see Yunho. Seonghwa sighed quietly, pulling you into a gentle hug before guiding you into their living room, letting you settle down on their sofa.

“Did you throw up?” he asked once again once your crying had settled down into occasional sniffles. You nodded and he sighed softly, letting the back of his hand rest against your forehead for a moment, all the while chewing on his bottom lip. “Hongie do we have anything for fevers?”

Hongjoong hummed from the kitchen, quiet for a moment as he opened a couple of cupboards.

“Yeah, we have ibuprofen,” Hongjoong called back. “Should we make soup?”

“Have you eaten?” Seonghwa asked, smiling a little when you shook your head. “We’ll make you some food and then you can take some medicine, okay?”

You nodded, squeezing your eyes shut as a pang of pain shot through your head.

“Yunho?” you asked, voice so quiet that Seonghwa almost missed it.

“Yunho will be here soon,” he reassured you, patting your forehead gently before leaving you to go about making you something to eat.

With that, the rest of the day into the late afternoon passed by smoothly. Seonghwa sat with you while you ate soup after Hongjoong left to work at his studio, explaining that (luckily for you) most of them had the day off today but that the others had headed over to the company building to practise anyway. He sat himself at the kitchen table after you fell asleep on the sofa, giving the medication some time to work and hoping that your stomach would settle enough that you wouldn’t throw up any time soon. The peaceful silence that had settled over the apartment lasted a little over two hours before the front door opened and the apartment was instantly filled with the loud chattering and laughter of people coming home.

“Seonghwa,” Wooyoung called out in his usual sing-song voice, startled when the eldest appeared in front of them almost instantly. “Awe, did you miss us?”

“Please be quiet,” he said, trying to keep his voice firm without raising it too much. He looked over them - it was only Yunho, Mingi and Wooyoung (how on earth could just three people make so much noise?).

“Why are you speaking so quietly?” Mingi asked, the three of them making their way forward into the apartment. “Is someone sleeping here?”

Their conversation was interrupted by a soft whine from the sofa, your head peeking up over the back of it. Yunho’s eyes widened at the sight of you, taking in the layer of sweat on your face and the way your hair was sticking to your forehead slightly.

“Baby?” he called out, making his way over to you. He kneeled down beside the sofa, his brow creased with worry as he rested a hand on your cheek. “What’s wrong, are you sick?”

You opened your mouth to speak but only managed to inhale a small breath before you were clambering off of the sofa and over Yunho in a rush to get to the bathroom. You didn’t hear Yunho come into the bathroom after you, the sound of your gagging too loud for your already aching head, but you felt one of his hands rubbing circles into your back while the other rested on your forehead. His voice was gentle beside you and although you could barely decipher what he was saying, it was comforting nonetheless.

When you leaned back from the toilet, once again too exhausted to be embarrassed by the situation, Yunho flushed it and carefully pulled you up from the floor. His lips met your forehead in a gentle kiss and when you opened your eyes there was a small frown on his face.

“Why didn’t you call me?” he asked, at the sound of which you leaned forward into him, hugging him as tightly as you could with your muscles being so sore.

“I didn’t mean to come here, I just ended up here,” you explained, shutting your eyes at the feeling of his hand rubbing your back. “I wasn’t feeling well when I got here so I waited for you.”

You couldn’t see it from where your face was squashed against his shoulder but Yunho’s eyes were practically sparkling, a fond smile on his lips.

“I’m here now. You can call me doctor Jeong Yunho, I’ll kiss it all better,” he teased, his smile growing into a grin when you snorted. “And right now doctor Jeong Yunho is prescribing you with a bath because you’re just a little bit stinky.”

A long whine left you but Yunho quickly shushed you, patting your butt the same way he knew people did with crying babies. It seemed to work because your whine quickly trailed off into silence.

“You left some clothes behind last time you were here so just undress and I’ll come help you, yeah?”

You nodded, grabbing his sleeve before he opened the door to leave. He looked at you with questioning eyes, grinning when you pointed at your forehead. He pressed a kiss to where you’d pointed before leaving to get your clothes and a clean towel. When he came back you were already sitting in the bathtub, shivering and sweaty as you waited for Yunho to start the water.

The two of you had showered together before but you’d never bathed each other, so the experience of having Yunho kneel outside of the tub and carefully soap and wash your body was a new but not unpleasant one. He was careful while washing your hair, washing the shampoo out of your eyes so that it wouldn’t sting and he took the time to squeeze your tired muscles, a look of concentration on his face that you usually only saw when he was gaming or at work.

Some of the water did slosh over the side of the tub though (not too much thankfully, otherwise Yunho would’ve been soaked) and he let you put a pile of soapy bubbles onto the top of his head. The sleepy grin that spread over your lips as you did so made Yunho’s heart almost ache with love. He drained the tub and wrapped you up in the fluffy clean towel, drying your hair the best he could while you remained seated on the toilet, your head occasionally dropping forward as you fell asleep.

“Wake up,” he murmured in your ear, kissing your cheek when you started to stir awake. “Doctor Yunho’s gonna dress you now.”

“Is this some weird kink you never told me about?” you mumbled in your half-asleep state, making Yunho both blush and giggle.

“We can find out when you’re not borderline dying,” he joked, helping you get into the spare clothes he’d found for you. Once you were dressed it was just a matter of helping you brush your teeth before he led you off to his room, letting you stop to greet the others on the way there.

“Is everything okay?” Seonghwa asked with a small pout. Yunho smiled at how you’d managed to worm your way into his members’ hearts.

“Yeah, nothing that some sleep and medicine won’t fix,” Yunho called back before finally getting you into his room. He was thankful then that he had a bottom bunk and didn’t have to worry about lifting you up to the top one. As you settled down in his bed Yunho poked through the assortment of stuffed animals on San’s bed, picking out a particularly soft one and handing it to you. “You can borrow this from Sannie.”

“He won’t be mad?” you asked, even though you’d already tucked the plushie away underneath your arm. Yunho grinned and lay down beside you, pulling you closer to him.

“You don’t trust my skills in protecting you from San?” he joked, running his fingertips over your cheeks and forehead, clicking his tongue when he noticed that you were still too warm. “You should’ve called me straight away instead of coming all the way here alone.”

You nodded in agreement, face pulled into a slight grimace at the discomfort that was still aching in your entire body.

“I have you now though,” you murmured with a satisfied sigh. Yunho couldn’t help but smile, nudging you to turn onto your other side so that he could hug you from behind, your back flush against his chest as his legs tangled with yours. This time a satisfied sigh left both of you simultaneously, Yunho’s lips finding the back of your neck.

“Sleep baby,” he murmured, lips turning upward when one of your hands rested over his own.

“I love you,” you whispered.

“I love you too,” he replied with another soft kiss to your neck before shutting his eyes.

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core memory — csb

pairing: choi soobin x (gn) reader

genre: fluff, established relationship au

word count: 800+

summary: the two of you were heading home after an entire day spent at an amusement park, and you decided to show him some gratitude for taking you on an amazing date 🥰🥰

author’s note: wrote this while i was in line to get my booster LOL!! i hope you all enjoy. i’d love for some feedback as well if you have any to share. please stay safe and healthy :)

“I’m such a great boyfriend,” Soobin chirped to you, holding out the teddy bear he’s won for you earlier today at arms length. The two of you were heading back to your apartment after a day spent playing carnival games, riding rollercoasters, and eating cotton candy at a nearby amusement park. You couldn’t have asked for more perfect date. You had a blast. You always did with him. After an entire week of school and internship responsibilities, you appreciated Soobin for helping you wind down. However, you weren’t about to inflate his ego.

You scoffed, folding your arms smiling. “You’re in idiot for spending 20 bucks on that.”

He gasped dramatically, covering the bears ears. “How can you objectify him like that?”

The latter held up the bear to you, fully invested in this discussion. “Look at this baby! How can you say no to-“

You held his wrist steadying him before he trips on some stairs in front of him. The walk to your building clearly faster than either of you’d expected.

“Welcome” you teased, climbing the blocks and stepping inside with him not far behind.

He coughed briefly before composing himself again. “Thanks, anyways, you’re missing the whole point. He is like a core memory that I won fair and square.”

You shook your head, laughing at how passionate he was over this. “Alright, alright, Soobin. You win.”

The two of you continued to banter about silly things that happened today, your laughter echoing through the halls. When you finally reached your door, he handed you the teddy bear with a toothy smile.

“Better take care of my baby.”

You grabbed the bear and examined it, bringing one hand up to pet the fur on its head. A giggle slipped you as you played with one of its ears. It was pretty cute.

You lifted your gaze back at him, hoping your eyes conveyed your gratitude. “Thank you for today. I really needed this.”

“Well, someone had to tear you away from that laptop.” Though his tone remained playful, his expression turned warm.

You allowed yourself to hold his gaze a bit longer, absorbing in all his soft features. His brunnette hair sprinkled with confetti, his long eyelashes, and his smile. That damn contagious, bright smile that was always triggered the butterflies in your stomach. That loving smile that was always ready to catch you when you fall. Always sure. Always comforting. Always so darn cute.

You laughed at the thought.

He tilted his head, quizzical. “What?”

You shook your head and took a step closer to him. He blinked at you.

You grabbed the sleeves of his hoodie for support and lifted yourself with the balls of your feet, bringing your face closer to his. You felt him tensed, and you paused. You searched his eyes, you checked if he was alright. When he doesn’t push you away, you closed the distance between the two of you and pecked his lips.

When you pulled away, you saw his eyes widened, blinking rapidly at you. His cheeks and ears were flushed red. Soobin and you were best friends before you were romantic partners, so he was always pretty comfortable around you. However, the most intimate things the two of you have done from when you started dating a few months ago til then were holding hands and hugs.

You tried to bite back your smile, failing miserably.

Seeing how flustered you made him, you decided you’d spare him the teasing just this once.

“I had fun.” You chirped, flashing him the most innocent smile you could muster. “Thanks again, Soobin.”

Still dazed, he fumbled over his words. “Um…no thank you-I mean…yea no problem. Don’t mention it.” He winced at his stilted response and tried ridding the awkwardness with a forced laugh, though you thought it made things worse.

A smile slipped your lips. He was so cute.

Seeing how the poor boy was struggling, you helped him out by bidding him goodnight. You turned towards your door, but before you could open it, Soobin reached for your wrist.

“Wait!”

He gently tugged you towards him. His eyes analyzed yours, looking for signs of discomfort, making sure he wasn’t overstepping your boundaries. Once there were only a few inches between the two of you, he brought his hands up to cup your face.

Instinctively, you leaned into his touch, relishing the foreign intimacy. You felt him shift, and before you could process anything, he pressed a soft, brief kiss against your temple.

You blinked twice and slowly lifted your head to meet his eyes. He looked back at you and gulped.

When his mind caught up with his actions, he jerked his hands away, laughing awkwardly. He rubbed the back of neck, tearing his eyes from you. His flush was now spread down to his neck.

“I just wanted you to know that I had fun today too.” He spoke quickly. The latter cleared his throat. “Yea um…it’s getting late now. I should head back home. Goodnight!”

And before you could respond, he sprinted down the wall.

You brushed over the area he kissed with your fingers, still tingling. Giddiness consumed you, and you hugged the bear close to your chest, smiling so wide your cheeks ached. You’ve definitely made a core memory today.

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birthday surprises — cyj

pairing: choi yeonjun x (fem) reader

genre: fluff, angst, royalty au

word count: 1.9k

summary: due to your royal positions, it became more and more difficult for you and yeonjun to see each other as you both grew older. these days, you had to sneak out in order to do so, and that was exactly what you planned to do on the night of his birthday. what wasn’t planned though was how the night would end. things started out innocent and pleasant, with friendly banter and gift giving, but it slowly took a turn when the reality of your situation (as well as your romantic feelings) crept up on the two of you.

author’s note: hi everyone! i really hope you all like this bit. this is my first time writing a oneshot, so i’d love to know what you all think. feedback will always be welcomed and appreciated! have a nice day 💖

You’ve managed to round the corner without the guards knowing. It was hours past your allowed time to roam the castle but you wanted to squeeze in some time to surprise your best friend with a birthday present. With your schedule packed with lessons and meetings, you weren’t able to see him all day, and though you knew you couldn’t do anything about it, the guilt was eating away at you.

You looked down at the charm bracelet in your hand sparkling back at you. You really hoped he likes it.

Clasping you hand over the present, you swiftly weaved your way through the corridors, getting more and more excited as you got closer to his room. A small laugh slipped your lips as you turned the last corner, but before you made it any further, your wrist was yanked abruptly back.

Letting out a surprised yelp, you let the motion of the pull spin you around and slapped the person.

Yeonjun winced, his hand letting you go to rub his face. “It’s just me, princess.”

Your eyes grew, and before you knew what you were doing, you took a step towards him being your free hand up to examine his face. “I’m sorry I didn’t know-,” you fussed before playfully scowling at him and dropping your hand. “why did you pull me anyways?”

Yeonjun raised an eyebrow. “And why are you roaming around in the middle of the night?”

Not waiting for a response, he scanned the pathways around them making sure the two were safe. When he deemed the coast clear, he sighed, making his way towards his room and tilting his head to the door to motion you to follow. He tried countless times to try to get you to limit your visits to see him, knowing it would cause a lot of complications if you were caught, but you always waved him off. With time, he soon learned that his words wouldn’t stop you, so now, he just does his best to keep you safe on your reckless adventures.

You pursed your lips, suppressing your smile and tailed behind him. “Wanna take a guess?”

He opened the door, giving you space to walk through first. He looked back smirking. “Is it not to bother me?”

Stepping into the room with him right behind you closing the door, you rolled your eyes, finally letting your smile slip from you. “That’s one incentive, but it’s not the main reason.”

You whirled around abruptly, causing Yeonjun to stumble, almost knocking into you. You pulled his hand out towards you and dropped the bracelet into his hand. “Happy birthday! Made it myself.”

His lips parted, clearly taken aback. He had forgotten it was his birthday. Against his will, his heart swelled as he examined the bracelet. He loved it. The pieces of metal were melded together clumsily, but it only made him love it more.

Your smile widened. Success.

When he looked up at you again, he grinned sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. You couldn’t tell if the dust of pink on his cheeks were your imagination or not. “Okay, I wasn’t expecting this.”

You chuckled. “That was the goal. I know I couldn’t spend today with you, so I wanted to get you something to hopefully make up for it.”

His eyes softened, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled down into a frown. Your smile similarly faltered, already having an idea of where he’s going to lead this conversation. “You know you don’t have to, right? You could’ve gotten in-“

“Into trouble I know, I know,” you cut him off, slightly annoyed. It felt as though every conversation is about this nowadays. Normally, it wouldn’t phase you, but today was his bloody birthday! You didn’t want to seem dramatic, but you couldn’t help letting some of your emotions go. Couldn’t he allow you one night of fun? With him? As the princess, you didn’t get much time for yourself, let alone make many friends. Yeonjun was one of the only few that you were close with. You didn’t know what that meant for him, but it meant so much to you. As you grew older, however, increased expectations of both your positions in the castle began to affect your relationship. You saw your cautious friend growing more distant, and you hated it.

Folding your arms over your body defensively, you turned away from him. “I just missed you,” you whispered, voice cracking. You bit your lip, hating how fragile you sounded.

You heard him sighed and shuffled towards you. Yeonjun enveloped you in his arms and rested his chin on your head. You allowed yourself to lean into his  embrace and released a long breath, relishing the warmth that invited you. His rare hugs never failed to ease you. You missed this too.

He began rubbing large circles on your back. “I’m sorry,” he murmured.

You hummed and pulled your arms out of yourself, wrapping them around his waist, pulling him closer to you. You both stayed like this for a while, rubbing each others backs, and listening to each other’s breathing. The warmth encapsulated the two of you, making you feel like you were the only two people in your universe.

Yeonjun brought one of his hand up and gently card through your hair. “Thank you for the gift. I love it.”

You smiled into his clothes.

After what felt like forever, your hug loosened just enough for you to meet each others eyes. You’ve always thought the latter was charming, but seeing him up close and personal like this almost took your breath away. You blushed at the sudden thought.

Licking his lips and gulping, his fond eyes held yours with an unfamiliar intensity, a war raging inside him. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” he said under his breath.

He didn’t have to tell you what ‘this’ was for you to understand what he’s getting at. If anyone walks in on the both of you right now…

“I know,” you whispered. Though neither of you moved.

Perhaps your tiredness was kicking in and you were delirious, but you had never felt more overwhelmed by your emotions than in that moment. They were flooding out through the gates of your heart, and suddenly, you weren’t so convinced that you came here to merely celebrate his birthday. Suddenly, every laugh you secretly shared together between corridors and every brief graze of fingers when the two of you pass carried more weight. Suddenly, the feelings you tried so desperately to deny to maintain your friendship were true.

You wanted more. You needed more.

You knew this was, in every way, a bad idea, but maybe this was all you needed right now. You could always deal with the consequences later…right?

Your hands hesitantly travel up his arms until they rest on his shoulders. His eyes didn’t miss the way your gaze flickered from his eyes to his lips and back. His jaw tightened.

You waited for him to push you away like he always did. You waited for him to pull you back to reality. You waited for him to stop you from doing the unthinkable.

But he didn’t stop you.

“Yeonjun,” you called, hands slightly squeezing his shoulders. You felt the muscles under you shudder, though he did not flinch away.

“Hey Y/N,” he whispered back, his tone teetering between longing and caution. His eyes bore holes in you, unshaken.

Slowly, you snaked your hands up and wrapped them around his neck. And as gently as you could, you pulled him towards you while lifting yourself with the balls of your toes to meet him halfway. The tip of your noses grazed one another now. His forehead rested on yours. Electricity ran throughout your body.

You gulped. “Yes?” you asked. Your eyes begged him to not push you away. Not now.

He stared intently at you for a heartbeat before murmuring.

“Yes, princess.”

Your body was aflame. Closing the distance between you, you slotted his lips against his. After a few seconds, you felt his arms around your waist tightened, and his lips moved against yours, reassuring you that everything’s alright. He was so gentle, every move was slow and soft as if he was worried he might hurt you and scare you off. Like he had wanted you as much as you wanted him.

All the tension in your body escaped you, and you were greeted with butterflies. You felt so warm, and you didn’t wanted the feeling to go away. You smiled into the kiss, and you felt him smile too. For a small eternity, nothing existed outside this moment. His soft lips on yours, his hands that hold your waist securely, his hair that tickled your forehead. You were soaring, and you didn’t wanted to come down.

You allowed one of your hands to tangle in his hair, threading your fingers through the soft threads. You heard his sighed at your touch. One of his hands snaked up and gently cradled your jaw. You felt the hairs on your neck raised when he caressed you with his thumb.

After a few moments more, the two of you broke away for air. Your eyes fluttered open. Cheeks flushed, you smiled at him, drunk off the love shared just now. He flashed a sheepish smile back, shy.

“Your gifts sure are creative,” he whispered.

A quiet giggle slipped you, and his smile widened. He rubbed his nose against yours, tickling you, and the room soon was full of your laughter.

Once it died down, Yeonjun held your eyes, this time his giddy expression tinged with sadness. He brought both hands up to cup your face, and you instinctively lifted yours to hold his.

His mouth parted then closed, hesitant to speak.

You sighed and closed your eyes, scared you might break if you look at him. “I’m sorry for putting you in this position, and I know you’re worried about me. About us. It’s just—I know this is selfish and childish of me to ask but…can we just continue what we have been doing so we can be together?” Your voice broke at the last few words, and you tried to blink away your tears. You tightened your hold on his hands, scared he would disappear.

You knew what you were asking was foolish. Both of you knew you can’t keep this up forever, but you so desperately wanted to hold onto this feeling. Just a bit longer.

“Please.” A tear slipped you. “I don’t want to be alone.”

The latter wiped the tear with his thumb, and you leaned into his touch. You didn’t realize you were trembling until he embraced you and you slumped forward.

Yeonjun carded his hand through your hair to soothe you. Once your shaking stopped, he pressed his head into your hair. “Okay, Y/N.”

He gently grabbed your hands and wrapped them around him before continuing. “I’ve missed you too. I’m just…scared.”

You held him close. “I know.”

“We’ll-we’ll think of something though, okay,” he reassured you, though he seemed to need those words as well.

You hummed. Both of you relished the comfortable silence that embraced you. It was nice, even though it was temporary.

“How’d you like your birthday” you asked lightly through his shirt.

The latter laughed, the vibrations from his chest instantly easing you. He then pressed a kiss on your temple. “It’s the best yet, princess.”

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NIGHTHAWKS

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pairing: designer!hongjoong x (fem) writer!reader.

summary: you share a night, a cigarette, and a sobering conversation with a beautiful stranger. a glimpse of normality for you troubled nighthawks.

word count: 5.9k

genre: angst. fluff. meet-cute. non-idol au.

warnings: alcohol, accompanied by a tad of alcoholism, cigarette smoking, overall just a lot of heavy conversation, frankly you’re both a bit troubled but are good people, a lot of unresolved tension and chemistry.

a/n: this is different but i like it. is it me projecting a little bit? okay maybe slightly, but oh well lmaoo. inspired by the painting nighthawks by edward hopper + a scene from how i met your mother, iykyk. also hongjoong mullet supremacy, idc idc.

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