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What’s Your Sign?: Cancer

Genre: Roommate!AU

Pairing: Minhyuk (CNBLUE) x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: Mentions of nudity, Cursing, Robbery/Attempted assault

Words: 6,203

Author’s Note: Since I’m so fascinated by astrology, I decided to do a Zodiac series! I will be writing a one-shot fic for each sign featuring different members from different groups (and even an actor!). Each story will be posted on the 5th of the month during that sign’s season. Please reblog, comment, or send in an ask with your feedback! Thank you for your support 💜

No one ever really knows when they wake up in the morning that the upcoming day will change their life.

If you had woken up this morning and known that... well, you weren’t sure what you would’ve done about it, but at least you would’ve been prepared. At least you would’ve gone about your day knowing that things wouldn’t be the same when you went to sleep that night.

But you hadn’t woken up this morning and known that today would change your life. You hadn’t been prepared whatsoever.

In fact, you weren’t prepared for the next few days!

But, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We still need to get through today.

And let’s start with the backstory.

After graduating from University, you and your best friend/roommate/partner-in-crime had signed a lease for a beautiful apartment and had been roommates for the last five years.

You’d had many, many wonderful times in this apartment with her. Movie nights, dinner dates, board games, dance parties...

And then she’d gotten married.

Don’t get me wrong: you were happy for her! Thrilled! There was nothing you wanted more than for your best friend to be happily married to the girl of her dreams.

But that did mean you'd been left without a roommate in a two-bedroom apartment.

You had a fairly good job with a fairly good salary, but you still couldn’t afford a two-bedroom apartment by yourself.

You’d had to find a roommate -- and fast.

Since you hadn’t trusted simply putting an ad out on the internet or finding someone on some random message board, you’d asked around. You’d asked your friends, your family, your co-workers, and thankfully, the receptionist at your company said he had a cousin who was currently in your situation: looking for a roommate.

He had very quickly warned you that his cousin was a guy, but you dismissed the fact with a wave of your hand.

You were old enough and mature enough to handle living with a guy! As long as he was clean, respectful, and paid rent on time, you didn’t really care who your roommate was.

He gave you his cousin’s contact information -- Kang Minhyuk, his name was -- and you messaged him as soon as possible.

It had taken you less than a week to know you wouldn’t have any problems having Minhyuk as a roommate. Most of the time, he texted you back within minutes which meant he was responsible and observant. If you ever texted him somewhat late at night (meaning after 11), you didn’t receive a response back until the next morning which meant he was probably on the same sleep schedule as you. And he used emojis which meant he wasn’t some “I’m too cool for emojis” dude.

Honestly, what more could you ask for?

Minhyuk had moved in two weeks after your first message, and the two of you had been cohabitating pretty peacefully for over a year now.

He was no replacement for your best friend, of course, but you would be lying if you said you hadn’t gotten close to him. He was an incredibly nice guy, and while he did kind of keep to himself most of the time, you basically never saw him without a smile on his face. He always did the dishes whenever you cooked a meal for both of you, he always opened the very top cabinet when you couldn’t reach it (which was all the time), and he even insisted on answering the door if anyone ever knocked on it after dark.

Really, the only somewhat negative thing you could say about him was the fact he could -- and did -- play the drums. But he didn’t even have a real drum set in his room; he had one of those electric ones, and whenever he played them he plugged in his headphones so you could only hear the soft thud of his sticks and nothing more. I mean, unless you specifically asked to hear him play, which you had quite a few times. The guy was good!

He was also super good about grabbing something you’d forgotten after you’d already left the house and running down to meet you in the parking lot to give it to you.

Which, sadly, happened more often than you liked.

And which, sadly, had happened just now.

Today, it was your watch. And, yes, you could totally just use the clock on your phone, but you were just the kind of person who liked wearing a watch. You wanted to be able to just glance down at your wrist at a moment’s notice and not have to worry about finding your phone or reaching into your pocket or seeing all of the notifications you had to go through -- emails, messages, Tweets, Instagram posts...

You just liked wearing a watch! And if you weren’t wearing one, you felt weird.

So, once you rolled up to the first red light after realizing you’d forgotten to put one on this morning, you grabbed your phone and quickly sent a message to Minhyuk. He usually replied within seconds, and just after you pressed ‘Send,’ the light turned green again. After tossing your phone onto the passenger’s seat, you moved into the turn lane so you could turn around and head back to your apartment building. You knew he would see your message, go into your room, grab the first watch he saw, and head out to the parking lot to meet you -- it had happened several times before, and it was going to happen several more times after this, of that you had no doubt.

But, just a few minutes later, when you pulled up to the spot in which you usually parked, you didn’t see Minhyuk out there with one of your watches in his hand. You didn’t see him at all, actually...

Even though it would probably mean you would be a bit late for work, you pulled into the parking spot, turned off your car, and headed inside.

You began to get more concerned when you didn’t even run into Minhyuk on the way to your front door, and as soon as you unlocked and opened it, you called out his name.

“Did you get my message?” you asked, heading back to your room.

Just as you left the living room and turned the corner, you heard his bathroom door open. You could hear the shower running, and before you could even register that Minhyuk was walking toward the linen closet with absolutely no clothes on, you realized that was why he hadn’t been waiting for you outside. He had been getting ready to take a shower, so he hadn’t --

OH MY GOD, HE HAD ABSOLUTELY NO CLOTHES ON.

“Oh god!” you cried, your eyes widening before you quickly brought your hands up to cover your face. “Sorry!”

You heard Minhyuk’s astonished -- and embarrassed -- cry, and then you heard the rapid sounds of him opening the closet and grabbing a towel.

“What are --”

“I forgot my watch,” you explained hastily. “I texted you, but I didn’t know you were -- I was just coming in to -- I am SO sorry!”

“I was going to take a -- but I forgot --” he stammered.

You peeked through your fingers, seeing he had successfully covered himself with the towel he’d originally forgotten, but you still decided to put him out of his misery -- put you both out of your misery, actually -- and end the awkwardness.

“No -- no worries,” you said. “I’ll just --”

And you practically tripped on your own feet as you dashed to your room to grab a watch. (You actually grabbed two watches so you could keep one at work for when this happened again -- and you knew it would. You would much rather just have a backup watch in your desk drawer than risk this ever happening again.)

By the time you got back out into the hallway, Minhyuk was gone, and his bathroom door was closed.

Thank god.

You got back in your car and drove to work in a daze, your mind both completely blank but also filled with the image of a completely naked Minhyuk.

But it wasn’t until you actually arrived at work and sat down at your desk that you realized...

His body? Absolutely banging.

You truly almost screamed out loud when you thought that.

No! You should not be thinking that about your roommate!

You should not!

Not ever!

Never!

...Even though it was true.

NO!

Stop!

Stop it right now!

Stop thinking about his very well-muscled arms.

And his broad shoulders.

And his sturdy chest.

And his lean waist.

And his --

You blinked hard, squeezing your eyes shut in hopes that it would make all of these highly inappropriate thoughts vanish from your mind.

But, of course, it didn’t.

In fact, you went through your entire workday unable to not think about Minhyuk’s body -- his naked body. And, needless to say, you also went through your entire workday with flaming hot cheeks.

When your watch beeped to signal the end of your shift, you truly almost collapsed onto your desk and cried.

How were you supposed to go home and face him?! How were you supposed to act normally around him?! How were you supposed to look at him and not imagine him with no clothes on and not imagine him holding you with those well-muscled arms and kissing you with his sweet lips and carrying you into --

Your eyes widened.

...Oh my --

Why had you --

Oh no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

...Ah, yes. In case it hasn’t become obvious, today was the day when you had woken up in the morning and hadn’t known it would change your life. Today was the day you had absolutely not been prepared for -- the day you had accidentally seen your roommate naked.

And now you had to go home and see him and try to hide the fact you had been thinking about his body at work all day and also that you’d kind of imagined him kissing you and carrying you to his bedroom while he was still naked.

Shit.

You took a deep breath as you stood at the door of your apartment, one hand resting on the doorknob. Never in your life had you thought you would ever have to prepare yourself to walk into your own apartment, but here we are.

“Just be normal,” you whispered to yourself. “Normal is not that hard. You’re normal every other day of your life, so just --”

“Hey,” Minhyuk interrupted, sounding a bit confused as he walked up behind you.

You jumped at his sudden presence, scrambling to turn around as your heart nearly leaped out of your chest.

“Oh, sorry!” he replied with slightly widened eyes. Obviously, he hadn’t thought you’d be so scared by his simply greeting you, just like you hadn’t thought he wouldn’t be inside the apartment! “I didn’t -- Are you okay?”

“Yes!” you assured him hastily.

“You just... were standing there for a long time. Did you forget your key?”

Oh, god, why had he used the word ‘forget’? It only reminded you of what had happened this morning. Did you now have a reputation of forgetting things?

“No, I --”

But you didn’t even bother coming up with an excuse. You simply whirled back around and opened the door.

It wasn’t until you got inside and hung your bag and jacket up in the coat closet when you realized Minhyuk was carrying two boxes of pizza.

You opened your mouth to ask him about it as you closed the closet door, but he began speaking before you got the chance.

“I hope you’re hungry for pizza,” he said, and one glance at him awarded you the view of his very sweet but very awkward grin.

“Yes,” you answered. “Always. Of course.”

“Good. I figured... I wanted to apologize --”

“Oh my god,” you intervened. “No, you don’t need to -- I should be the one --”

“I usually wait until you’re --”

“I should’ve known when you weren’t out in the parking lot --”

“And I hardly ever forget a towel --”

“I called your name, but I guess you couldn’t hear, and I --”

“I’m so sorry,” you both said at the same time.

Somehow, that seemed to break the awkward ice, and both of you let out a soft, relieved sigh.

“So,” Minhyuk said with an adorable grin. “Pizza?”

A grin of your own tugged at the corners of your lips, and you nodded. “Pizza.”

And you thought it was truly resolved. Honestly, you did.

But then Minhyuk suggested watching an episode of the drama the two of you were watching together, and you both plopped on the couch with your pizza, and even though you weren’t sitting that close to him -- like, you weren’t even touching him at all! -- just the fact that you could reach out and touch him was enough for all of your thoughts from earlier to come rushing back into your brain.

Great.

I mean, it didn’t help that he was wearing shorts and had a penchant of stretching his legs out to prop his heels up on the coffee table.

Minhyuk had definitely worn shorts before, and you had definitely seen his bare legs before -- why were you just now noticing how wonderfully sculpted they were?

He had definitely worn short-sleeved t-shirts before, and you had definitely seen his bare arms before -- why were you just now noticing how exquisitely toned they were?

It had to have been because of the drumming thing. That absolutely accounted for his muscled arms and bulging biceps --

Wow, the word ‘bulging’ was absolutely not the best word for you to be thinking right now. In fact, it might even be the worst!

Suddenly, Minhyuk let out a burst of laughter, and you jumped yet again. You, apparently, had been so lost in your own head that you hadn’t been paying enough attention to the drama.

And Minhyuk noticed.

After his laughter died down, he glanced over at you with a somewhat concerned expression. “You okay?”

Your eyebrows shot halfway up your forehead, and you nodded hastily. “Yeah, I -- just zoned out a little. Work was hectic today.”

Good save.

Minhyuk lifted his heels from the coffee table, setting his feet gently down on the floor in front of the couch and looked as if he was going to reach for the remote. “Do you wanna just finish this another time? If you’re stressed out, you should go relax. Take a bath or something.”

Noooooooooooo!

Why had he suggested a bath?! It was bad enough that you had seen him naked; you certainly didn’t want to give him the opportunity to see you naked! Or even think about it!

“No, no, I’m good,” you choked out. “We can finish this.”

And you shoved a piece of pizza into your mouth before you could say anything else. Your mind was so chaotic with thoughts of Minhyuk naked right now, you were actually terrified you would unintentionally blurt out something you would immediately regret.

Somehow, you managed to make it through the rest of the show -- though, you’d ended up eating almost an entire pizza as a way to distract yourself both from thinking so much about Minhyuk with no clothes on and saying something about it.

Minhyuk had, of course, mentioned that you’d eaten the whole thing. Not in a bad way, of course. He was rarely ever mean-spirited. In fact, if he ever had been mean-spirited, you hadn’t been there to see it. He had simply chuckled and pointed out that your day must have really been stressful.

You had just chuckled in return and nodded before taking another huge bite.

So, yes, while you had made it through the rest of the show and had headed off to get ready for bed without letting slip what it was that had you so bothered, you were now flopped across your bed with the fullest stomach you’d probably ever had in your entire life.

You were definitely going to regret this tomorrow. Actually, you were going to regret a lot of things about today. But you were also going to learn from your mistakes and make sure they never -- ever -- happened again.

Ever.

Your eyes shot open in panic.

“Oh, my god,” you whispered in-between heaving breaths as you slowly sat up in your bed.

The clock on your bedside table beamed out five AM, and you knew immediately you wouldn’t be getting back to sleep. Your alarm was going to go off in an hour and a half for work --

...Except. It was Saturday.

Lovely.

One of the two days you could sleep in, and you ended up waking up even earlier than you did during the week!

All because of this dream.

Oh, this dream.

It was the reason why your eyes had just shot open in panic, and the reason why your chest had been heaving trying to catch your breath.

It will be no surprise to learn that the dream had been one of the more erotic variety, and it had starred Minhyuk.

Of course.

Of freaking course!

Could you be any more obvious?! Having a hot and sexy dream about your roommate the night after accidentally seeing him naked. Wow.

Well, there was really only one thing you could do right now. Since you weren’t going to be able to fall back asleep, and since your hormones and adrenaline were both raging at the moment, you dragged yourself out of bed and got changed into your workout gear.

You were in the perfect mood to exercise, and since this so rarely happened, you needed to take advantage of it.

So, once you got changed and filled up your water bottle, you hauled yourself over to the complex’s gym in the main building. Unsurprisingly, as you got onto an elliptical and put your headphones in, you thought in the back of your mind that Minhyuk had to visit the gym very regularly to get a body like that.

You quickly set the time and intensity on the machine as high as you dared; you would have to go long and hard to get the images of Minhyuk working out expelled from your brain.

And now you would probably have to add ten extra minutes because of the words “long and hard.”

Sigh.

As you’d expected, the adrenaline you’d gotten from your dream had been the secret ingredient for a workout that you’d usually been missing. If you ever found a) the time and b) the energy to exercise, it was typically right before you went to bed, and your adrenaline was basically non-existent.

So, suffice it to say, this morning workout was without a doubt the best workout you’d had in quite some time. When you got back to the apartment almost two hours later, you were exhausted and energized and disgusting.

But at least you had elliptical-ed your Minhyuk dream out of your brain.

...Kind of.

It was still definitely there, but more like near the back. Not right in the forefront. Not screaming out for attention. Not standing right in front of you making a smoothie --

Oh, wait.

Since it wasn’t even seven in the morning, you had expected to come back to a quiet, empty apartment -- not truly empty, of course. You’d just thought that Minhyuk would still be asleep. Because, as we established earlier, it was Saturday. And we all know why you were awake this early on a Saturday, but why would Minhyuk be?

Alas. He was. He was in the kitchen in a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, standing in front of the blender and making a smoothie.

He jumped a little when you opened the front door, glancing over his shoulder and looking both confused and relieved when he saw you.

And he also looked sweaty.

Wonderful.

Fantastic.

Just what you needed right now: a sweaty Minhyuk who was showing off his arms and legs. Great!

He stopped the blender and said, “You’re up early.”

“Yeah, I -- I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep, so I thought I might as well go to the gym,” you explained.

“Oh, yeah? I just went on a run.”

Which accounted for his sweatiness.

“Do you want a post-workout smoothie?”

You had been kind of sneaking your way to your room, but when he asked you that, you paused. “Oh -- no. No, thank you,” you answered.

Minhyuk then turned around fully to face you, leaning back against the kitchen counter and frowning at you. “Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been acting really weird since --”

He stopped talking, and your heart stopped along with him.

Oh, god, this conversation was about to get really awkward, wasn’t it?

To your surprise, though, he simply nodded slowly to himself before turning back around and grabbing a glass for his smoothie.

Without another word, you hurried to your room to get ready for a shower.

Quite early on in your roommate relationship, you discovered that Minhyuk was a homebody. If he wasn’t going to work or over to his parent’s house for dinner, he usually stayed home. Most of the time, he was in his room either practicing his drumming or reading or something. Sometimes, he watched movies out in the living room, and he also liked to spend time in the kitchen.

And this is exactly why, after showering and getting ready for the day, you headed out.

You went to visit your best friend/former roommate and her wife. You went to visit your parents. You went to the local mall to do some shopping. You treated yourself to a movie and some dinner afterward.

Basically, you did whatever you could to stay away from your apartment.

Working out had helped temporarily -- mainly, it had pushed the dream you’d had from your mind and made it less vivid. But it really hadn’t done anything about what had started it all. You still saw Minhyuk’s unclothed body every time you closed your eyes, including when you blinked. And you saw it in extreme detail.

But it was now getting dark outside, and you’d done everything you could think of to keep yourself from going home. Everything short of spending the night with your parents, of course, and you weren’t quite so desperate as to do that.

A deep sigh escaped your lips as you exited the restaurant where you’d just had dinner, and you clutched the strap of your bag as you headed out to the parking lot.

You began to rehearse what you were going to say to Minhyuk if he asked where you’d been all day -- and he would, of course. He was just like that. He cared about your life, and he seemed to genuinely enjoy hearing about your day if you did anything out of the ordinary. You knew you needed to be careful about what you told him because you didn’t want him to get the wrong idea.

You weren’t hiding from him.

You were just...

...Well. You weren’t exactly sure what you were doing because it certainly seemed like you were hiding from him.

But you weren’t! You were just --

All of a sudden, you felt a presence behind you. You blinked rapidly and turned to look, but before you got the chance, you felt a strong grip on your bag.

“Wha --” you gasped, your body jerking in shock as the strong grip began to tear your bag away from you.

Before whoever it was could fully take it from you, though, you reached out and grabbed onto it as tightly as you could. You whirled around, your heart stopping when you saw some guy you’d never seen before. He was wearing a dark turtleneck and hat with sunglasses covering his eyes even though the sun was almost fully set.

“Stop!” you cried out, trying to yank your bag out from his hands.

When he wouldn’t let go, you kicked one of your legs out in an attempt to knock him down -- but he was too quick, and he, apparently, thought your idea was a good one because he followed suit.

He kicked you right in the thigh, and you went flying down onto the asphalt.

You cried out in pain, and when you saw the guy running away with your purse tucked under his arm, you cried out again. “Stop! That’s my --!”

But the pain was becoming too intense now -- you realized just how hard you’d landed on the ground and how hard he’d kicked your leg.

Tears pooled in your eyes, and they began to stream down onto your cheeks as you thought about the fact he now had your bag.

Your keys, your wallet, your work ID card... everything you needed for your daily life.

But, thankfully, not everything.

Your phone was still in your back pocket, and even though you had fallen squarely onto your butt, when you gingerly lifted one side to take it out, you found there were only a few minor scratches. Thank god.

You first called the police, explaining to them as steadily as you could that you’d just been mugged. You were relatively okay -- no ambulance was necessary at the moment, but he’d taken off with your bag. You gave the best description of the guy you could muster as well as a very detailed description of your bag and its contents, and they promised you they would be there within ten minutes.

When you hung up with the police, you called the first person you could think of: Minhyuk.

“Hey, what’s up?” he answered, and you heard the muffled sounds of a movie in the background.

You hated to interrupt his movie night, but... this was kind of important.

“Hey,” you sniffled.

Before you could even get another word out, Minhyuk said, “What’s wrong?”

“I --” you stammered, feeling your throat closing up. “I just -- I had dinner, and I was just walking out to my car, and this guy -- he -- he took -- and he kicked --”

“Are you all right?”

“Kind of. He kicked me down to the ground, and -- and he took my bag, but I don’t think anything is broken or bleeding,” you told him, your voice thick with emotion.

“Did you call the police?”

“Yes,” you nodded.

“Where are you?”

Your heart began to race inside your chest as you told him the name of the restaurant, and after promising he would be there as soon as he could, you told him to bring your spare key. Even if you didn’t drive yourself home tonight, all of your purchases from your mall shopping spree were in your trunk -- you sure as hell weren’t leaving without those.

“Do you want me to stay on the line as I’m driving?” he asked. You heard the sound of the front door closing behind him, and even though he wasn’t physically here with you yet, you felt so much better just knowing that he was on his way.

“No, it’s okay,” you assured him.

“All right,” he answered, though he didn’t sound too convinced. “I’ll be there soon, just hang tight, okay?”

You hummed in response, and when the call ended, you slowly pushed yourself off the ground to stand up.

Thankfully, your car wasn’t too far away, and you managed to limp over to it before anyone going into or out of the restaurant could see you. It would be embarrassing enough to have Minhyuk see you like this -- you didn’t need strangers to!

And, now that you actually had some time to think about it... why had you called Minhyuk? Why hadn’t you called your best friend or your dad? Was it because he had been in the back of your mind all day? Because you basically hadn’t thought of anyone else since... oh, yesterday morning?

I mean, yeah, he was a guy. He was strong, and it would have been really helpful if he had been here just a few minutes ago. But there was nothing he could do about the situation now. He couldn’t chase the guy down and tackle him to the ground to get your bag back.

When you saw blue flashing lights in the distance, you suddenly realized that you’d called Minhyuk because he was the only one who had access to your spare car key!

Of course! That was totally the reason why! Your key was in your bag, and your spare key was in the apartment, and Minhyuk was also in the apartment, and that was it!

You almost let out a sigh of relief at finally having figured it out, but the police were approaching you, so you had to get your wits about you to give your statement.

You greeted the officers quietly, assuring them you were all right and repeating the description of both the event and the perpetrator you’d given over the phone.

Just as you’d finished telling them the color of his turtleneck, you heard the squeal of brakes on tires, a car door opening, and --

“Y/N!”

Your heart jumped up into your throat, and your eyes darted over to see Minhyuk getting out of his car and jogging over to you.

Your eyes filled with tears again at the sight of him, and before you knew it, he had reached you and enveloped you in his arms.

“Oh, my god,” he breathed into your hair as he held you carefully. “Are you okay?”

You nodded even though you were currently crying, your fingers clutching the back of his shirt.

And you knew this was why you had called him. Not because you needed your spare key -- though that was true.

You’d called him because you needed this. You needed his arms around you, you needed his comforting, familiar scent surrounding you.

You needed him.

“Thank you, ma’am,” the officer interrupted. “I think we got all we need. We’ll give you a call when we find him so we can return your things.”

You were so deep in Minhyuk’s embrace, that you couldn’t even lift your head to say ‘Thank you’ or nod at them in response, so Minhyuk did it for you. He thanked them for their time, and as they left, one hand moved up to cradle the back of your head.

The two of you stayed there for at least a few minutes after the police drove off, though it seemed like much, much longer.

When Minhyuk finally pulled away, he took your face in his hands and began to examine you for injuries.

“I’m okay,” you assured him, your voice raspy and soft.

“Where did he kick you?” he asked in harsh, clipped tones.

“My -- my leg. I had tried to kick him, but he dodged it, and then he kicked me.”

“You’re sure nothing’s broken?”

You nodded, and Minhyuk’s hands moved to your shoulders.

“You don’t need to go to the hospital?”

You shook your head. “I just --” Tears began to fill your eyes once again, and you swallowed down the lump forming in your throat. “I just want to go home.”

“All right,” he whispered. “I’ll drive, and I’ll come to get your car later, okay?”

“Wait -- I have some bags in the trunk. I -- I went shopping earlier.”

Minhyuk nodded and reached into his pocket for your key. He unlocked your car, popped your trunk, and grabbed all of your bags before transferring them to his own trunk.

You managed to get into his car by yourself, wincing and groaning as the pain got even more acute and obvious.

You were not looking forward to how you would feel when you woke up tomorrow.

When Minhyuk joined you in the car, he turned the engine over, put the gear in drive... and then he reached for your hand.

He took your hand and brought it over into his lap, his fingers grasping yours tightly.

But you didn’t even have time to process what he’d done -- what he was doing -- before he asked, “You didn’t know the guy?”

“No,” you murmured.

“So, it was just random,” he stated rather than questioned. “It doesn’t make it better but at least we know you weren’t a strategic target.”

“He -- he does have my license now, though,” you pointed out. “He knows where I live.”

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to leave your side until he’s found and arrested.”

...Oh, boy. You’d spent the whole day trying to avoid seeing him, and now you would have no choice but to see him.

Maybe it was the adrenaline or maybe it was the feeling you’d gotten from being in his arms... or maybe it was something else entirely, but you felt the very strong urge to tell him everything. Tell him why you’d been out all day. Tell him why you’d woken up so early.

...So, you did.

“I stayed away from the apartment all day because I didn’t want to see you,” you admitted. “The... the situation yesterday just -- it really threw me for a loop. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you, and I woke up so early this morning because I had a dream about you, and now I don’t think I’ll be able to stop thinking about how it felt to be in your arms, and if I had just not forgotten my stupid watch, none of this would have happened, and --”

“Wait,” he interjected, squeezing your hand. “You... you haven’t been able to stop thinking about me?”

...Why did he not sound totally freaked out?

“Uh... no,” you gulped.

And, believe it or not, Minhyuk let out a sigh of relief.

A sigh of relief!

What?!

“I thought I had traumatized you,” he said. “Like, in a bad way. I was honestly waiting for you to tell me you were going to move out or something!”

You would be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about that, but hearing him say it actually hurt your heart. You hadn’t realized until now that moving out was the last thing you wanted to do.

But, still. You couldn’t quite believe that he was relieved.

“No, you didn’t traumatize me, but... I mean, you heard me say I had a dream about you? And, like, in the dream you were very much in the same... outfit as you were yesterday morning. If you know what I mean.”

“I know what you mean,” he chuckled.

Chuckled! He chuckled! Why was he being so nonchalant about this?!

“So, why are you still holding my hand?” you asked, your brow furrowed as you stared at his fingers linked through yours. “Why aren’t you grossed out?!”

“Because I like you!” he answered, sounding as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “And, I swear to god, if I ever find the guy who did this to you, I will kill him.”

Your eyes widened. That certainly wasn’t the Minhyuk you knew. He barely argued with the landlord when something in your apartment was broken, and you definitely could not imagine him ever wanting to kill someone.

But one look at his face told you that he was incredibly serious about his statement.

Which meant he really must like you.

Why else would he get so... protective? Why else would he state his murderous intentions and promise you he wouldn’t leave your side until the robber was caught?

“...You -- you like me?” you asked meekly.

Minhyuk glanced over at you and dipped his chin in a small nod. “Yeah,” he answered. “I... have for a while now.”

And, despite the throbbing pain in your thigh, hip, and back, despite the fear in your stomach, and despite the fact you’d spent the last two days wishing it had never happened, you said, “Well, you should have made me walk in on you naked earlier, then.”

Minhyuk burst out laughing, and the sound of it made your heart glow. He brought your hand up to his smiling lips, placing an amused kiss on your knuckles as your heart glowed even more.

You knew there was quite a serious talk you had to have when you got home -- maybe not tonight, but certainly very, very soon. There were boundaries you should establish, feelings you needed to flesh out, and decisions you needed to make.

But, right now, you were more than content to sit in his car, hold his hand, and finally -- finally -- let yourself think about him with no clothes on.

It would probably be a while before you saw that again, but hey -- at least now you didn’t have to feel creepy about it.

OTHER SIGNS: ARIES, TAURUS, GEMINI, LEO, VIRGO, LIBRA, SCORPIO, SAGITTARIUS, CAPRICORN, AQUARIUS, PISCES

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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years

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Jet Ski

Prompt: “I’m sure my life just flashed before my eyes.” -- @challengingwords challenge

Pairing: Jung Yonghwa x reader

Genre: fluff / travel au / friends to lovers au

Warnings: none

Word count: 842

When Yonghwa had invited you to join him for a holiday in Hawaii, you had jumped at the opportunity. What better than escaping the wintry blast from the south by heading to the sun, the sand, and the surf to spend the time relaxing and hopefully getting a decent tan line? You had prepared for days relaxing beside the pool or on the beach catching up on the book series you had abandoned when work got too much. You were excited to try the local cuisine and explore the heavily boasted nature spots of the islands. You needed to decompress, roll the stress off your shoulders and return home completely at ease.

However, Yonghwa didn’t seem to share the same idea for pampering and relaxation. You eyed him as if he had sprouted an extra head. “You want me to do what?!”

“Come jet skiing with me, Y/N!”

You laughed, though it was hollow, soon staring at him incredulously. “What? No, I can’t!”

“Why can’t you?”

“Because that is a machine and it can go fast and-”

“I’ll be with you the whole time, Y/N.”

“That doesn’t leave much for me to feel comforted, Yonghwa. I’ve known you for years. I’ve also got receipts on all the times you’ve done something risky around me.”

Yonghwa folded his arms across his chest and cocked his head to the side. “Just say you’re afraid.”

“I’m sure my life just flashed before my eyes, and I haven’t even gone near the thing! I’d much rather enjoy the sea from here,” you announced, patting the beach towel you were sprawled upon. “You can go jet ski.”

“I already went wakeboarding and on the water tube ride by myself. I asked you to come on this trip with me to share the experiences, not do everything alone!”

“You know I don’t do scary things,” you rebutted, pouting in hopes it would let you off the hook. Yonghwa was unimpressed.

“I’ll go really slow. You can sit in front of me and I’ll make sure you’re safe the whole time. Just this, Y/N. Come on! I want to do this with you.”

When he put it that way, you couldn’t deny him forever. Eyeing your friend carefully, you nodded. “If I get too scared, we come back.”

“Immediately,” he agreed, helping you to your feet.

And after a safety course and being strapped into a lifejacket, you were sitting astride the jet ski forty minutes later. As promised, Yonghwa didn’t hit the throttle and you had to admit you felt entirely protected caged in by his arms. Soon, you were asking him to go faster and squealing with delight when the surf and the air rushed by.

“Where are we going?” you shouted when Yonghwa steered the jet ski away from the area you had been riding in. “We should stick to where we know.”

“Good thing I know where I’m going,” he told you over the noise and you chewed on your lip the further you went away from the resort. It was one thing to be playing where the beach was in sight, but now out in open waters, you were feeling a little concerned.

Just when you found the courage to tell Yonghwa to turn back, you saw the small cove up ahead. On the beachfront was a picnic area and there were lanterns all set up around it as if it were awaiting a guest tonight. As Yonghwa killed the engine and guided the water bike towards the jetty to hook it up, you were overwhelmed.

He helped you up onto the jetty and then wrapped his arms around you from behind again. “You seem stunned.”

“I am… this is so beautiful.”

“So are you,” he murmured into your ear and you stilled, wondering if you heard him right. As if he read your thoughts, Yonghwa chuckled. “Did you think I asked you to come with me just because we’re friends? I haven’t been able to confess how much I like you back home so I thought why not try here.”

Spinning around in his arms, you smiled. “You knew I would say that I like you too even in the pouring rain.”

“I know, but it didn’t feel magical enough,” he commented with a satisfied grin, leaning in close enough for you to kiss him.

Whilst it wasn’t your first kiss together – that had happened as kids during an experimental stage – this was the best kiss you’d had in your life. As was the picnic he guided you to and the little hut that housed the bed you would share for the night.

After snuggling up after an evening full of delicious food, kisses and overdue confessions, you turned to look over your shoulder at him. “Yong, what would you have done if I didn’t get on the jet ski?”

“I knew I could convince you. Besides, if you hadn’t, I had a plan b.”

“Which was?”

“You’ll have to wait until we get back to the main island tomorrow to find out.”

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rosiesrose · 4 years

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Scenarios with CNBLUE members are so rare ):

Should I write some?

Message me if you have any requests :)))

Ps. I don't write about Lee Jonghyun.

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kpopreac-tion · 5 years

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send in requests!!!!!

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pocket-scenarios · 5 years

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Stay Still - Jungshin

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“Are you hurt?” Jungshin asks crouching down beside you, you hum moving your hand off of your knee showing the scrape on your knee, “wait here, I’ll go get some band-aids,” Jungshin says softly before pulling himself back up to his feet.

You clasp your hands together resting them in between your legs. You turn in the direction that Jungshin left towards noticing him entering the convenience store not far down the road from the bus stop. You let out a sigh leaning forward stretching your back a little, of course, you would be the person to trip over your own feet on a first date and scrape your knee. You mentally slap yourself for your clumsiness in front of someone like Jungshin.

“I’m back, no one was in there, surprisingly,” Jungshin says with a small laugh crouching down in front of you Jungshin lets out a soft sigh opening the box of band-aids, “make sure you keep it from getting infected,” Jungshin glances up to catch your eyes before turning back to the box of band-aids taking one out of it and ripping off the package for it, “I’m clumsy too so don’t feel bad,” Jungshin says softly pulling himself up once he puts the band-aid over the scrape.

“Thank you,” you mumble softly turning your head up to keep eye contact while speaking to him, “I had fun today, really,” you say sincerely He smiles glancing away from you.

“Me too,” Jungshin says shyly, “make sure you text me once you get back to your home,” Jungshin nods to himself turning back towards you, “I need to get going, make sure you text me,” he says once more you let out a small laugh nodding.

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leechanluvbot · 6 years

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“Minhyuk is so fucking beautiful” i say into the mic.

The crowd boos. I️ begin to walk off in shame, when a voice speaks and commands silence in the room.

“Which one” they say. I️ look for the owner of the voice. There in the fourth two stands: 23 idols named Minhyuk

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chicken-fifi · 1 month

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Moth to a Flame | Jungshin (CNBLUE) Imagine

Pairing: Lee Jungshin x Reader

Requested by anon: hi 🐣 i noticed that your cnblue list is pretty empty, can i request one because im gonna see them in a concert soon? (yeay!!) it's for jungshin and an ex to lover, maybe after a dangerous mission settting? lol i know it's so detailed but i was just dreaming about something like this not too long ago. inspiration quotes: jungshin: "you're the one I've always wanted" y/n: "are you sure this time? if I'm burned again, i'll personally deliver you to the devil himself." sorry for keeping as anon im shy idk why >///<

Genre: agnst

Word Count: 1,358 words

A/n: ngl, i was vaguely inspired by spy family for this as soon as it came through (mainly because that was what i was watching when the request first cam through). i hope this one is good. especially since it's the first time i've written for him

Tunes: Crime Junkie Podcast: MURDERED: Maria Marta Garcia Belsunce Part 2

If looks could kill, you were certain that both you and Jungshin would have killed one another within seconds of realizing you had been assigned to the same mission. Why?

Well, you can blame the fiery burn of romance mixed with the passionate endeavors to complete every single mission you’d been assigned over the years.

Yet there you were, in the middle of a busy cafe at lunch, staring at one another while you listened to the mission debrief that was being delivered in code. To any normal passerby it would’ve looked like a group of old friends catching up during a typical lunch break. The three of you knew better though. The words leaving your handlers mouth were being unconsciously filtered by your brain one after another, decoding the information, making you more infuriated by the second.

You two have been assigned a mission where you’ll need to pose as a family. We’ve already made arrangements for an orphan to be placed into your care for the duration of the mission. A child is essential in carrying out this mission effectively. That child, Marie, will be your in with your target. Get her to befriend Jacob Ford’s son, Ivan, and you’ll be in. Easy to take the old man out then.

Just when you thought the organization couldn’t get anymore reckless with their stupid mission ideas and assignments, they go and drag an innocent child into this for no good reason other than for the purpose of simplifying a mission - something you already guessed was going to hit the fan no matter which child they gave the two of you.

“Same time next month to catch up on everything?” the handler stated rather than questioning. “I can’t wait to meet the little one then. I heard through the grapevine that she’s been enrolled into one of the best institutions in the city. Shouldn’t be shocking considering you two are her parents.”

You gave a tight lipped smile at the messenger as your eye twitched. If you could shoot the messenger without any repercussions you would have the moment their mouth had opened and began spewing this madness.

“Yes…” you dragged out. “She’s quite the intellect at such a young age.”

“3pm on the corner of Welch and Grant on the 23rd of May then?” they offered.

Welch and Grant 3pm today. You’ll pick up the child then.

“Of course. We’ll all make our way here together,” Jungshin offered, an equally forced smile on his face. “Come on then Dear. We should get going if we want to make sure the house is ready for when…”

“Marie,” you finished, remembering the little girl’s name you’d decoded earlier. “For when Marie gets home this afternoon. You’re right.”

Imminent death was starting to sound like a better alternative to this little game of house you were now expected to play with your former lover. Who would die first is the question.

~~~

“Mr. and Mrs. …” the headmistress began, poking her salt and peppered head out of the office doorway. “Smith…” she eyed the two of you furrowing her brows as she took the two of you in. “Right this way. Marie is waiting in my main office.”

Two days.

This girl had been in your care for two whole days and was already fucked up by your horrible parenting skills.

You do suppose being an orphan and having been thrown into a “family” who was clearly less than normal wasn’t helping with any part of the adjustment period. Although, neither of you had expected to get called into the academy so soon after having stated your mission under the pretenses of violence inflicted by the little girl who was sitting in the corner of the room with tear streaks on her cheeks. She didn’t even look like she was capable of hurting a spider much less another living person.

Correction. She wasn’t capable of hurting a spider. She had burst into tears when you’d demanded Jungshin kill the arachnid that had crawled out from behind the bookshelf that you’d be placing some generic photoshopped pictures on to make the apartment fit the role of a warm and lovely family home it needed to play.

You quite frankly didn’t believe that it was Marie sitting in that chair. It couldn’t be….although you had to admit two days to know a child was not enough time. It would never be enough time.

“Were there any other students involved in the altercations?” Jungshin asked as he too spared a look at the small girl, more than likely also confused by the urgent call from the academy to your landline.

“Yes, Mr. Ivan Ford,” the headmistress replied, folding her hands on the desk as she took a seat. “Mr. Ford’s father is a very high standing official in the government. Your daughter, as I explained briefly over the phone, had a physical altercation with the boy and actually broke his nose.”

You swore you wanted to puke right then and there upon hearing the name of the boy your “daughter” had punched. Jungshin clearly shared the same sentiment given the look in his eyes as he heard the words coming from the old woman in front of her. Two days in and this mission was already going straight to the gates of hell with a priority entrance ticket.

“She’ll be serving an in school suspension due to the…circumstances around the incident, as will Mr. Ford. But we do need to send her home for the rest of the day.”

You took in a deep breath, nodding in understanding as you looked at Marie, trying to meet her gaze. It was going to be an interesting evening.

~~~

Jungshin walked out of Marie’s bedroom, closing the door gently.

“She thinks we’re mad at her and are going to send her back,” he said without being prompted.

As soon as you had arrived back home, Marie had burst into tears apologizing as best as her six year old self knew how - something which had thrown you and Jungshin for a loop. Neither of you had known how to react when it first happened and she had run into her room after stuttering out that she had only punched the boy because he’d hurt her friend. While that made you feel a tad bit better, you both knew it hadn’t been the right call on her part. Jungshin had offered to take the first step to talk to her about it while you tried to clear your head.

“Is it possible for a six year old to get attached so quickly to two strangers?” you asked, sitting down on the couch after drinking a glass of water.

“To you probably,” he murmured. “You’re easy to get attached to…”

There was no denying the sudden tension that came in the aftermath of his comment. It would be easy to say something kind and lighthearted, but somewhere within you there was a boiling rage filling you.

“Considering it was something I once wanted and was willing to leave this life for, I’d hope I’d at least be able to do something right for her…” as of two days ago, you wanted to add.

“I wanted that too,” he whispered, barely audible to himself, much less to you.

“What was that?”

Jungshin looked from the floor, “I wanted that too. A long time ago. And I think a part of me still wants that. Still wants you. You’re the one I’ve always wanted.”

Your breath hitched at his words. This certainly wasn’t what you were expecting two days into this mission, or ever if you were being truly honest.

“Do you really mean that?” you asked. “Are you sure this time around? Because I swear to every superior being, Lee Jungshin, that if I’m burned again, I will personally send you on a one way trip to the devil himself.”

“I do?”

You heard the hesitation in his voice as he answered your question.

But that didn’t mean it couldn’t change. That you two couldn’t change. That this fake family…could one day…become a reality.

At least you hoped it could.

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inthemoodforyoongi · 6 years

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sxcret-garden-archive · 3 years

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✧ CNBLUE as Cats ✧

✧ CNBLUE all members ✧ genre: misc, fluff ✧ more parts~

Jung Yonghwa:

incredibly beautiful long haired cat with tiger stripes

white paws

amber eyes

seriously you could swear you’ve never seen such a beautiful cat before

always has that chill expression on his face that tells you he’s never thought a mean thought in his life

...or so you’d think

is the kind of cat who will always be at the worst place at the wrong time

got an assignment due in 30 minutes? doesn’t matter, he’ll sprawl out on your laptop anyway

trying to cook dinner because your date will be over in an hour? guess who decided the stove is the perfect place to take a nap on?

if he wants attention he wants it now, and he will get it

try to pick him up and put him elsewhere, he’ll be back to his original position within seconds, ready to unknowingly bother you

needy, but also very silent (he annoys in a different way lol)

*wanders across shelf* *makes sure to knock over every single thing that’s placed there*

when he jumps down he proudly looks at the mess he created and then runs up to you purring, expecting you to praise him and give him chin scratches

pretends to be picky about his food

but also you’ve seen him steal very strange food choices for a cat on multiple occasions

like pickles or bread

loves fish, almost as much as he loves himself

nr 3 on the list of his favourite things would be sunbaths, sprawled out across the floor in the middle of the room of course, so that he can take up as much space as possible lol

Kang Minhyuk:

little grey cat with short fur

big eyes that watch everything with great interest and just the right amount of suspicion

follows you around wherever you go

seriously you could take him on a stroll through the city without a leash and he’d focus on nothing but you

does get distracted by food sometimes, especially meat and whipped cream

if it’s greasy he wants to at least smell it

might try to lick it with his lil pink kitty tongue and then decide if it’s too fatty or if he should go over to phase 2 and figure out how to steal it

very balanced energy levels, despite being super attentive to his surroundings

also pretty simple to please

it’s play time? cool, let’s play!

time for a nap? sure, just don’t wake me up!

I’m getting fed? yay, be right there, just lemme stretch real quick!

sometimes he makes you wonder if you really own a cat or a dog

surprisingly fine with the vet, so long as he’s used to going there

a little shy when meeting someone for the first time

give him time until he approaches you first, and soon he’ll curl up on your lap and let you pet his head and back

don’t touch his belly if you want to still be able to use your hand tho lol

his favourite toy is a little blue bouncy ball that you got him for his first birthday

but he also likes other kinds of toys like little mice or bird toys

very active at night, especially if he’s allowed to go outside

is usually home by morning though, and loves to curl up at the end of your bed to nap for another hour or two, before you get up to feed him

Lee Jungshin:

black cat with short fur and a white dot on his chest

on the bigger side, but very slim

super friendly with anyone

whether he’s known you for ages or you just met for the first time, he’ll excitedly run up to you and smash his whole weight against your legs to rub his body against them

loves pets, but is easily overstimulated and bites if you don’t take your hands off him on time

does he love belly rubs or does he hate them? you really don’t know

will willingly throw himself on the ground and expose that fluffy belly

lets you touch it but also attacks your hand with his paws and teeth

starts whining if you stop petting him ksajdflak

not always in the mood for playing, but when he is, nothing is safe from him

sometimes chases things that aren’t there multiple rounds through your whole living space

just let him be lol

comes to sleep next to you afterwards, but almost never on your lap

if you lift him up to sit him down on top of your legs he’ll most likely get up and curl up right next to you, so that you can feel his body still touching you

sometimes in the middle of the night you hear him meowing loudly, and when you get up to see what’s happening he’ll just be sitting there in front of a wall, screaming at it

as you can see, he does very weird things sometimes, but usually he’s chill

still spends the majority of his day sleeping, just like any other cat

loves doing the thing where he curls up on a high shelf or a platform on his cattree and the only thing visible from below is the tip of his nose and his paws

snores

also starts drooling when you pet his head right between his ears, or when he’s having a good nap

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noona-clock · 6 years

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Office Blues: Jonghyun

An office romance series in collaboration with @cramelot - hope you enjoy! 💙

Genre: Office!AU

Pairing: Jonghyun x You

By Admin B

Part 1, 2

When you heard the door to the break room open, your eyes instinctively shifted upward to see who had just walked in.

And, lo and behold, that someone was Jonghyun.

“Good afternoon,” he grinned, sliding one hand casually into his pocket as he sauntered over to the counter, presumably to make himself a cup of coffee.

“Hello,” you smiled back as you lazily stirred some honey into your tea.

Jonghyun must’ve noticed the jar of honey next to your mug because a frown overtook his lips. “Honey? Are you not feeling well?”

“Just a little sore throat,” you answered. “Nothing major.”

“Okay... let me know if it gets worse and you need to go home, all right?”

“I will,” you assured him. And, with that, you put the honey back in the cupboard and picked up your mug of hot tea. “Enjoy your coffee!”

Jonghyun simply lifted one corner of his lips into a half-grin before you made your way out of the break room and back to your desk in the accounting department of Code Name.

Any fellow employee who had been in the break room with you two would have thought nothing of your exchange with Jonghyun, the head of Accounting and, subsequently, your kind-of-boss. They would’ve seen it as an average conversation between two co-workers and nothing more.

But that’s only because the two of you had become experts in hiding your relationship.

The truth was, you and Jonghyun had been dating for two years. You were fully, deeply, madly in love with each other, but absolutely nobody at work knew. And that’s exactly how you wanted it.

When you’d first started dating, Jonghyun had brought up your thoughts on telling people at work or not telling people at work.

“I’d rather not,” you’d answered a bit anxiously. “I mean, you’re head of accounting... I work in accounting... I don’t want anyone to think something sketchy is going on or that you’ll play favorites because we’re dating.”

Thankfully, Jonghyun had agreed, so the two of you kept your budding relationship a secret from everyone you worked with.

Now, two years later, you’d simply gotten used to not telling anyone. To seeing your boyfriend in the office and putting on a mask to hide your true emotions. To talking to him like you were just co-workers. It was second nature by now, and you truly wondered if something would ever happen to change anything. Honestly, you couldn’t really even imagine a time when your relationship would be out in the open. It would be... weird.

As you sat back down at your desk, you thought about what Jonghyun had told you just now: if you started feeling worse, just let him know. Obviously, he had said that because, as your boss, he needed to know if you were going to be leaving work early. But he had also said that because it was your two-year anniversary, and you were going over to his place for dinner. So, as your boyfriend, he needed to know if he had to switch plans and come over to your place with chicken noodle soup and medicine.

Jonghyun was caring that way. If you ever felt the least bit poorly, he was there in a heartbeat to give you what you needed.

But that was just one thing you loved about him.

He was probably the hardest working person you knew, but he never expected any sort of praise or reward. He was incredibly sweet and easy-going and low-key, and you just loved him with every fiber of your being.

You let out a soft sigh as you thought about him, though the noise broke you free from your ‘thinking about Jonghyun’ trance and you remembered you were still at work. There was no sighing about your boyfriend allowed here!

So you ducked your head and got busy typing, taking sips of your tea to try and soothe the tickle in your throat.

Just before 5 o’clock, your phone lit up with a notification. A quick glance informed you it was a text from your boyfriend, and he’d simply sent you a kissing emoji.

This was your code for ‘see you soon’; whenever the two of you messaged each other during work hours (which wasn’t often, but it was hard to ignore your feelings all the time), you always sent emojis as code for something else. The heart eyes emoji meant ‘you look very nice today.’ The hug emoji meant ‘I wish I could hug you right now.’ And the computer emoji meant ‘check your email’ - only Jonghyun used this because you were the type to get so caught up in your work, you didn’t even remember you had email to check.

You quickly opened the message and sent ten kissing emojis back, something you knew made Jonghyun smile and chuckle softly to himself.

When it was finally time to leave, you shut your computer off and grabbed your coat and bag, heading to the elevators so you could catch the bus to take you to Jonghyun’s apartment.

The man in question stepped onto the elevator with you, and you quickly navigated to the back wall so no one could stand behind you. Jonghyun followed suit, and he stepped closer to you so the two of you could hold hands behind your back in secret.

As everyone filed out of the elevator once it reached the lobby, you glanced at Jonghyun and very discreetly winked at him.

A slight tinge of pink appeared on your boyfriend’s cheeks, and you had to press back a giggle. What about him wasn’t absolutely adorable?

Nothing!

You began your journey toward the exit, along with almost every other employee at Code Name, focusing on your shoes as you walked. As you passed by the door leading to the stairwell, you jumped and let out a startled gasp when it suddenly opened.

“Oh, sorry!”

You looked up immediately, seeing one of the programmers and a girl from the IT department emerging.

“No worries,” you assured them, stepping aside so the three of you wouldn’t run into each other.

Wow, they took the stairs? The office was eight floors up! That’s a lot of climbing...

When you finally reached the doors, you heard someone chirp an ‘excuse me’ before gently pushing past you and slipping out in front of you.

It was the receptionist, and you’d honestly never seen her so glad to leave work...?

But then you watched as she quickly weaved through the crowd, approaching a very handsome young man who had, apparently, been waiting for her. She flung her arms around his neck, and they shared a very sweet kiss.

For the second time in the last fifteen minutes, you let out a soft sigh.

You were jealous because you wished you could do that. You wished you could push past people, your eyes locked on Jonghyun’s as you wove through the crowd to reach him. You wished you could let yourself beam as you got closer to him. You wished you could throw yourself at him, feel his arms catch you, capture his lips in a kiss.

You wished.

Maybe one day, but... not today.

It took about half an hour for you to catch the bus, ride the bus, and get off the bus in front of Jonghyun’s apartment complex, about the time it normally took when you went back to his apartment instead of your own.

Jonghyun drove to work, so he always made it home before you - even if date night was at your apartment. But you honestly liked it that way because seeing Jonghyun’s face first thing after walking in... it sounded cheesy, but there was nothing better.

A smile crept onto your lips as you unlocked his front door, and your heart sped up when you opened it.

“Honey, I’m --”

You stopped short when you saw it.

Saw everything.

His apartment was fairly dark, only lit by one lamp in the living room and about two dozen candles. There was the biggest bouquet of flowers you’d ever seen on the kitchen counter. Soft R&B music was playing on his record player. And you could smell the most delicious scent of your favorite Chinese restaurant.

“What’s going on?” you asked, though you felt a bit dumb. You knew exactly what was going on. It was your anniversary, after all!

Jonghyun rushed over to you, taking your coat and bag and hanging them up in the small closet in the entryway.

“What’s going on is I missed you,” he murmured as he slid his arms around your waist. He didn’t waste any time in taking your lips in his, kissing you passionately but also tenderly.

“I missed you, too,” you whispered. Because, boy, you had.

“Are you hungry?”

“Now that I smell the mu shu pork from Imperial Gardens, I’m starving.”

Jonghyun laughed softly before going in for one more kiss.

You sat at his small table, gazing around his apartment and marveling at how he’d managed to get all this done in twenty or so minutes. He was obviously some sort of miracle worker!

“You’re feeling okay?” Jonghyun asked after he’d filled up plates for both of you and joined you at the table.

“Yes, I’m fine,” you assured him. “I guess it’s just the weather getting colder. That tea with honey did the trick.”

“Good.” He reached over and took your hand, bringing it up to his lips briefly before letting it go again so you could eat your dinner.

As always, the two of you had an extremely pleasant meal; you talked about your days, your plans for the weekend, and since it was your anniversary, you began reminiscing about all the memories you had made so far.

When your plates were clean, the two of you transferred over to Jonghyun’s couch. You’d gotten on the subject of your first date, and Jonghyun’s cheeks were the deepest shade of pink they could possibly be.

“I mean, you have to admit, they make ice skating look a lot easier on TV.”

“They do,” you laughed. “But I never knew someone could fall that much on an ice skating rink. Remember, I thought I would have to take you to the hospital!”

Jonghyun reached around to rub his hip just thinking about it. It had been one of the most embarrassing nights of his life, but you’d erased practically all of it when you’d kissed him at your doorstep.

“It’s been quite a two years, hasn’t it?” you asked softly, breaking through his thoughts of slipping and sliding and falling and hurting and mortification.

His eyes shifted to look into yours, and your heart began to glow.

“Yeah,” he agreed, a soft smile pulling at his lips. “It has.”

He reached up to cradle your cheek, his thumb gently caressing your skin before he leaned in and placed a sweet kiss on your lips.

When you pulled away, your eye caught on the bouquet of flowers on the counter, and your eyebrows rose.

“You... are those mine?” you asked timidly, nodding toward the vase.

“Oh!” Jonghyun quickly got up, fetching the flowers and hurrying back over to you. “Yes, of course. Here.”

A huge grin lit up your face as you took the vase, the tantalizing aroma of the flowers tickling your nose and making your heart soar. You absolutely loved flowers, and once Jonghyun learned this, he never failed to bring some home for you every so often.

But this time you saw a card tucked in-between the petals.

“What’s this?” you asked, your brow furrowing.

“Open it,” Jonghyun smiled.

He got you flowers all the time, yes, but there was never a card in it. Not even the flowers for your birthday or for a special holiday.

You carefully set the vase on the coffee table in front of the couch, plucking the small card out and opening the envelope.

When your eyes scanned the message inside, you were so taken aback that you had to read it again.

And again.

Because surely your eyes were playing tricks on you.

“Will you marry me?”

Your breath caught in your throat, and your eyes shot up to look at your boyfriend. Somehow, as if by magic (but really just because he’d opened the coffee table drawer while you’d read the card), he was holding the most gorgeous ring you’d ever seen in your whole life.

“Wh--wha--wha,” you stammered breathlessly, your eyes filling with tears.

Jonghyun reached out to take the card from your hand, setting it next to the flowers.

“Will you marry me?” he asked, this time out loud rather than in writing.

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The Book That Started It All

Prompt: #101 + #125 for @noona-clock – “Do you want to leave?” + “It’s over!”

Pairing: Lee Jungshin x reader

World: Next in Line

Genre: university au / cheesy fluff

Warnings: none

A/N: Happy Birthday Becky! I had two options… write Jae or do another segment in your beloved world with Jungshin. I chose your soulmate this time! I hope you enjoy this and have a wonderful day. I love you! <333

Word count: 1563

“It’s over!” you exclaimed, letting out a long-winded exhale with it. Looking back at the building you had just exited after submitting the hard copy of your thesis, you tried not to shed a tear. You thought you would be excited to never step foot within it again after the gruelling years and multiple exams held within it.

You were overwhelmed by all your accomplishments. You had done all you had set out to do and more. When you started your Bachelor’s degree several years ago, you had never expected you would carry on to do honours and become an assistant teacher during your time as a student.

But here you were after it all. You had survived. There had been times during your studies where you thought you wouldn’t make it to the next term, let alone semester.

And now you were staring back at all those memories with a fond smile. You blinked rapidly to prevent the tears from falling, even wiping at your skin on your face in attempts to settle your emotions. You weren’t really ending anything. All this study had led to a full-time job and it was simply one chapter closing to move into the next.

Still, you couldn’t help the sentimental mood that washed over you.

Wandering aimlessly around the campus you could call a second home by this point in your life, you somehow found yourself climbing up the stairs to the library that stood in the middle of the university. You couldn’t fathom a guess of how many times in your education that you had thumped up and down these stairs. And now it would be your last time.

Your feet lingered on the last step into the building before you took a deep breath, walking through the entrance doors.

This place had never changed. It was the constant to your student life, the hub of all information. Whilst the books were rearranged and the faces behind the service counters might have differed, the feel never shifted. You looked towards your favourite table in the main lobby of the library, your go-to whenever you needed to stop in to study. You had spent many hours at that table, discovering new worlds and facts that had led you to this point.

Taking a seat in the chair you always picked out, you smiled, placing your hands on the tabletop. You would have no need to come rushing over here with a stack of books and laptop in tow, your frazzled state calming once deeply settled into a book. You wouldn’t need to worry about requesting texts that were already loaned out and battling it out for the high demand ones anymore. In fact, you looked over to the department that you loathed and equally loved. Getting up, you approached the section, stepping down an aisle and then stopped when you turned a corner, your eyes soaking in the tall man leaning against the shelf perusing a book.

“Took you long enough,” he said, not lifting his eyes from the text, though you saw the way his lips curled up. “I thought you’d forget all about me in the throes of your internalisation.”

“What am I internalising?” you asked and Jungshin snapped the book shut, shooting you a warm smile. You slipped into his ready embrace, burying in deeply.

It was funny; the reason you hated and loved this section was all because of Lee Jungshin. He had stolen your book and your heart within this small area. When you thought back to that moment in time, you truly wondered how you had ended up like this now. It had been a whirlwind of a romance, something that started within this university.

And although you were certain it wouldn’t ever end, you were a little on edge thinking about the outside world. When you both moved into your careers, would you find yourselves separating slowly? Despite now living together, could things change without the confines of this little campus and daily study sessions in the library?

You sighed, you were just being foolish.

Still, it was easy to have that doubt, only because all you had been a history student for the entirety of your relationship. You weren’t going to be students for much longer, technically you no longer were with all your requirements handed in for marking. And once you graduated, that would end your time here for good.

You buried in deeper, hoping it would help you hold onto Jungshin forever.

He chuckled against you, his lips brushing over the top of your head. “You know, even if I can’t read your mind, I know what you’re thinking.”

“Then you can read my mind,” you mumbled from within his embrace that tightened slightly. You eventually lifted your head away from his chest and Jungshin reached to wipe away the tears you hadn’t even felt yourself shed. “We’re going to be fine.”

“Of course we are.” Jungshin leaned down to kiss you softly before giving your upper arms a gentle rub. “Do you want to leave?”

“Five more minutes,” you bargained and he nodded, taking you back within his arms. You inhaled deeply, stabilising your emotions with the scent of his cologne you loved so much. When you felt the time had passed, you stepped back; taking his hand with a smile and the pair of you left the library and all the books you had learned from behind.

You hadn’t ended up back home after your departure. Jungshin had driven up into the hills, taking you on a scenic drive that you enjoyed a lot. It wasn’t quite yet dark out, the dusky hues in the sky casting their final light on all things below. By the time the car came to a stop, you had been lulled into contentment.

Jungshin grinned over at you and gestured to get out of the car. You did as you were instructed, coming around to his side of the vehicle and taking his hand as he pulled out a blanket from the back seat. You looked up at him. “It’s too early to stargaze.”

“Really? Then what are you? A meteorite instead?”

You rolled your eyes. “Not funny.”

“Let’s end today doing something we did the first time we went on a date, hm?” Jungshin offered and you immediately stopped scowling, chewing your lip in anticipation. On your first date, Jungshin had brought you to this spot, telling you it was his favourite place. And it had become yours as well, a place where all the stresses of the world back down in the city couldn’t reach to. You always felt so free up here.

It felt fitting with the change in your lives now to come up here.

After getting settled on the blanket and into Jungshin’s side, you both fell silent for some time comfortably. The thing you loved about him was that as much as you sought out his attention, he equally respected your need for quiet time. He was much the same as you, and despite being together, there was something intrinsically beautiful that you could shut him out and think for yourself without offending him by doing so.

This, however, meant you startled when he spoke after some time. “Y/N, the stars are almost up.”

“Really? Hm, let me see if I can find a constellation from here.”

“You always try for the impossible. The naked eye can’t see them at this time of night.”

“Leave me to my wishes, Jungshin. One day I’ll prove I’m talented at this!” you retorted and with a chuckle, he left you to it. You were avidly searching the skies when something came into your view, causing your eyes to go unfocused momentarily.

“Look, I found something,” he breathed and you gasped at the ring he held up. “I don’t think it’s a constellation though.”

“Wh-what are you, oh my God.”

“You once told me I’d have to step up my game to propose to you. That nothing could top what I had done that time in the classroom. I thought over so many different ways, even the cheesy ones.”

“Well, this isn’t exactly not cliché,” you managed through your tears and you felt Jungshin nod beside you.

“I realised after school, the world we knew would be changing. It was the perfect time to do this. I uh, didn’t know I would be proposing tonight. But when I saw you in the library, I figured I couldn’t not try. Will you marry me, Y/N?”

You were too racked with emotions to answer verbally, your head bobbing up and down so fast that Jungshin hand to grab onto it to stop the movement. He leaned in and kissed you, which was hard to reciprocate when you were already out of air from his proposal.

When you pulled away, you realised he had already slipped the ring onto your finger and you marvelled at the perfect fit of everything today. The handing in of your final assignment, the last visit to the place that started all this, and now the confirmation that you and Jungshin would be forever.

You were excited. As you whispered streams of adoration for the man at your side and spent many more moments kissing until the night sky, you were grateful for one thing in particular.

The book that started it all.

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