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ateez as unconventional dates

☽. since i made one for oneus, i decided to write a version for ateez! this is also the third time i’m reuploading this so i hope this appears in the tags,,, requested: no word count: 2630 words

[Hongjoong] — making picrew images of each other

You suggested the idea while you guys were waiting for your lunch to arrive, but now you’re starting to believe that Hongjoong is enjoying this way more than you are. Hongjoong has never heard of the website before, not until you showed him how it works. He gleefully took his phone, typed in the website’s URL, and went crazy.

Since then, you two have done 11 renditions of each other from 11 different picrew creators. The food was getting a little cold since its arrival 10 minutes ago, but you honestly don’t have the heart to tell Hongjoong that you two should start eating. You also don’t have the heart to tell him to stop trying to find the best outfit for your picrew, especially since you’ve finished your rendition of him 3 minutes ago.

“Are you really sure you’re still doing the same picrew, Joong?” You pout. “I feel like you’ve done 5 more without me knowing.”

“No, (Y/N), you don’t understand.” Hongjoong grumbles, eyes still fixed on his phone screen. “I’m stuck because you have to look perfect, or else all the time I spent reforming clothes would be meaningless.” His eyes leave his phone to look at you. “I mean, you look good in anything, but I need to choose the clothes that can best capture your beauty.”

The remark makes you laugh, but when your stomach begins to rumble out of hunger, you tell Hongjoong that it’s time to eat. As he locks his phone and puts it aside, he warns you that he will be making more when he isn’t busy. For now, both of you eat your lunch and talk about your lives.

*picrew is a website that hosts different icon creators made by different artists.

[Seonghwa] — going on a spa date

“Something is off.” You hear Seonghwa mumble beside you. Your eyes spring open upon hearing his voice, although you squint upon seeing the light after having your eyes shut for so long. To the best of your abilities, you try to turn your head towards his direction and ask him what’s up. Your voice barely reaches him, especially with the way the exfoliating mud mask clings onto your skin. It prevents your mouth from moving normally, so it takes a bit more effort for your voice to reach his ears.

Despite being right beside each other, that is. Though if you think about it, you’re not sure if the only reason why your voice isn’t projecting well is just because of the grip of the mask, or if it was because your body was experiencing some sort of next-level euphoria.

You and Seonghwa made it a point to visit a spa together occasionally, to the point that you two have become regular customers. It was a way for both of you to spend time together and take care of your personal health at the same time; and it was great! To top it all off, you’ve befriended the staff as well so it makes the visits extremely fun and relaxing.

Recalling Seonghwa’s comment, you try to shake off the relaxing feeling to try to call out to him again. “Hwa, what’s wrong?” You reply a bit louder in comparison to your earlier attempt, and it catches his attention. The staff with you stop their movements temporarily, worried that something wrong might have happened.

With your limited vision, you could see Seonghwa turn his head to you with a frown. “I forgot to wear my Airpods before going in. I can’t play my music like usual.” Ah, yes you’ve noticed. It elicits a laugh from the staff, who actually ask him if he would like them to change the music playing from the speakers. He accepts the offer willingly, and you hear feet shuffling around after.

The speakers softly play what seems to be like ITZY’s Wannabe, and you laugh when you see Seonghwa in your peripheral view moving his shoulders to the beat.

[Yunho] — visiting and volunteering at an animal shelter

“Y/N look at me! Look at me babe! They’re following me around!” Yunho tells you gleefully as he jogs around the open field. As he moves rapidly around the grass, you can hear him yelling about he’s the “King of the Puppies” while the little puppies struggle to match his speed around the perimeter.

Since you’re indoors, you can’t exactly see him.

No scratch that, you can still see his head since he’s so damn tall. You, however, can’t see the puppies he claims he has reign over. You’re busy helping the staff and other volunteers feed the cats, all of which are inside the main building of the shelter. In fact, Yunho should be feeding those puppies that he’s running around with.

Ah, so then the puppies are actually chasing him around because he’s still holding the food he was supposed to give them? That’s what you’re telling yourself as you finish filling up the last bowl of cat food in the area you’re assigned in. You’re about to ask the manager of the shelter if there’s anything else you can do, but you stop in your tracks when you hear Yunho yell your name.

When you turn around, he’s no longer running around. He’s in front of the door leading to the main building, there’s a frown on his face as he stands there motionless. He still has the dog food in his arms, and some of the puppies are either trying to jump to get the food or are sniffing Yunho. Save for the one puppy who resorted to gnawing on his jeans and shoe laces.

His frown morphs into a pout. “Why aren’t you looking at me, (Y/N)?” His eyes look watery, and he makes himself look smaller in front of you.

Yunho’s actions don’t faze you. As you get back to work, you remind him to feed the puppies and report back to the manager when he’s done. You volunteered to help in this animal shelter, but honestly you feel like the real puppy you were supposed to take care of was right in front of you the entire time.

[Yeosang] — going on a morning jog together

This is bringing back memories, but they aren’t really good memories. That’s what Yeosang thinks to himself as he watches you tie your shoelaces. He’s just thankful that he doesn’t have to bring a camera with him this time around, and that he’s not going to be forced to greet people while he’s at it.

It’s early in the morning, and despite the sun slowly peeking out from the horizon, the chill of the passing wind pierces the skin. It’s a cold feeling that his windbreaker can’t block, but it’s the type of temperature that entices him to go back under the covers and cuddle with you.

Despite the lingering darkness, you can make out Yeosang’s features. As he lets out a yawn, you can’t help but appreciate the effort he’s putting for accompanying you this morning. Yeosang likes to wake up late, yet here he is with you, ready for some exercise. When you finish tying your shoelaces, you take his hand in yours. “Do you think we can catch the sunrise later, Yeo?”

“If we start now, maybe we can see it.” He says. “But honestly, I think we should just hurry up so we can take a shower and cuddle.”

“Alright, so let’s start? I have my timer ready.” You ask, quickly taking your phone from your pocket to show the application ready.

“Wait a moment, I need to get my music ready...” Yeosang gently lets go of your hand so that he can ready his playlist. Though as soon as he puts his phone back in his pocket, he takes a head start and leaves you behind. From afar, he shouts “I’ll race you to the hilltop, (Y/N)! Loser has to kiss the winner!”

Asshole. You take off at high speed, trying to catch up with the boy. This was supposed to be just a casual jog, you tell yourself. Besides, regardless of who the winner is, you know Yeosang is going to want some affection after all this exercise.

[San] — washing stuffed toys together

San laughs at you when you almost wipe your sweaty forehead with your laundry soap-ey hands. You’re ready to playfully beat his ass, but you know you can’t be violent. Especially with all the cute plushies watching both of you right now.

You know that your pre-loved stuffed toys must only see good things, especially since they’ll be meeting new children who will give them love and care in the same way they did for you. You saw a social media post circulating from a non-government organization around your area, stating that they were accepting donations for pre-loved toys in good condition. So together with San’s help, you’re cleaning your old stuffed toys and his old plushies to get them ready for donation.

You wash your hands with clean water, then pick up a stuffed toy to bring to the clothes line. “Goodbye my love, I hope you make other people happy.” You whisper to the plush bunny in your hands just before you hang it up to dry. It’s a routine; San is doing the initial rinses and soaping, and you’re in charge of washing the suds down and hanging them up. And now that you’ve finished putting up most of the toys in your wash basin, you walk up to San to see how he’s doing.

“Oh, is this who I think it is?” Your eyes widen in shock as you make eye contact with the familiar plush in San’s hands. Underneath all the bubbles, you see Shiber’s snout peeking from the soap. “Are you giving him away too?”

“No way!” San exclaims, grabbing Shiber and giving him a protective hug; despite the uncomfortable dampness seeping onto San’s shirt. “I just... need to give Shiber a bath because he’s a little dirty. Everyone is asking how Shiber is.”

“Did you really have to wait this long to wash him?” You snicker. Regardless, you peck him on the cheek, and tell him that you’ll be waiting for the next pile of toys to rinse at your station.

[Mingi] — visiting a night market

At the instance your eyes see a vacant bench, you scurry off and take a seat. You place all your bags beside you, but as you take a deep breath, something else that isn’t a sigh escapes your mouth. Mingi, who was trailing behind you, suddenly bursts into laughter when you let out a loud burp. You’re laughing along with him, but you have to warn him that for every staggering movement he makes when he laughs, Mingi might drop the tteokbokki on his hand.

Every date night you have with Mingi ends up like this; it starts with both of you looking through the clothes being sold in the thrift shops, and it ends up with Mingi and you eating so much street food that the clothes you bought together won’t fit when you try it on again.

The bags hanging from Mingi’s arm and the paper cup of snacks he’s holding reminds you of everything that transpired today. Mingi’s eyes are twinkling under the fairy lights decorating the stalls, and his smile is disarming.

His laughter doesn’t stop, and it’s slowly becoming quite embarrasing for you. You whine and throw your head back. “Mingi! Stop laughing! Everyone can hear you!” With every on-looker watching the both of you, Mingi’s laughter dwindles down.

“I’m sorry wait, I don’t even know why it was funny.” He says cheekily, moving towards the bench to take a seat. Mingi drops his bags, gives you his bowl of tteokbokki, and rests his head on your lap. Both of you are silent, you’re mindlessly watching pedestrians walking while eating Mingi’s snacks. Mingi, meanwhile, is looking at you with a tiny smile.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Mingi whispers. You look down to see him grinning at you. “I love you.” He says it so nonchalantly, but with the way he looks at you adoringly, you know that he means it. You settle with using one hand to play with his hair, and you reciprocate his words by letting your other hand caress his face lovingly.

[Wooyoung] — decorating a cake together

Wooyoung is fond of cooking, so you’d think he’d love to have a cooking date together right? If not cooking, perhaps he’d suggest baking instead don’t you think so? They all seem plausible, so when Wooyoung told you to visit the dorms with an apron, you’re preparing for Wooyoung to show you his new kitchen skills or something similar to it.

Except, when Wooyoung guides you to the kitchen, you’re surprised to see a cake that's fresh from the oven. You turn to face Wooyoung and question him. “Okay, so I was under the impression that we were going to cook together? So why did I need to bring an apron?”

Your boyfriend just beams at you. “We’re going to be cake decorating, sweetie! Remember when I said we were going to be bringing food to our potluck with the other boys?” Come to think of it, you do remember Wooyoung bringing it up when he invited you over. Plus, cake decorating would make sense considering the insane amount of food coloring and the bowls of frosting organized on the kitchen counter.

“Yeah, potluck tomorrow night, you mentioned it in your text.” You answered him as you leave his side to inspect the work area.

“And SINCE I wanted to bring the best food in the potluck,” Wooyoung strides towards the other side of the counter. “I wanted us to decorate the cake, and we’ll do it so well that we’ll leave them utterly speechless!!”

“And how do you propose we do that, Woo?”

You regret asking that. His innocent beaming face shifted to a mischievous smirk as he rummages through the paper bag on the other side of the kitchen counter. He produces what looks like to be cake toppers, ones that have both of your faces on it and a text bubble that says “WOOYOUNG & (Y/N) SEXIEST COUPLE”.

[Jongho] — watching a live orchestra together

“You’re shaking.” Jongho says in observation. “Are you cold? Would you like my jacket, (Y/N)?”

“No, I’m fine.” You beam at him. “I just feel... Excited? Yeah, I’m excited. I can’t believe we had free schedules in time to watch this. What a dream!”

Jongho can’t help but grin at you as well. He’s excited that both of you can watch this orchestra perform famous movie soundtracks tonight. Though if you ask Jongho, he’s more excited because both of you can finally hang out together after weeks of busy schedules. You had your own things to do, while Jongho was busy with his work as an idol.

“Bomin couldn’t make it today.” Jongho tells you as you move forward in the line. “Well, everyone is busy. I’m sure they would have loved to watch too.” You nod. “So I’ve heard. You can’t blame them though, you’re all from different companies and have different schedules. You must be really lucky to be free today.”

He just smiles. He can’t exactly bring it in him to tell you that he asked the management to give him the night off as soon as you told him you’d be free one week ago. He can’t exactly tell you either that he’s been holding onto two tickets to the best seats in the concert hall since you accepted his invite.

There’s a lot of things he can’t say. But when he looks at the selection of songs the orchestra will perform, particularly those that came from romantic movies, he’s ready to tell you how much he likes you. But he can’t tell you that yet, he’ll be waiting at the end of the concert for that. For now, he takes off his jacket and puts it over your shoulders; you’re shivering in excitement again.

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