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min-youngis · 4 years

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Blue Drapes

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when the sun found the moon, she was drinking tea in the garden under the green umbrella trees in the middle of summer - When The Day Met The Night, Panic! At The Disco

~ Pairing : Kim Yugyeom x Reader (Royalty AU)

~ Genre : Fluff, Humour, Some Spicy Romantical Times

~ Summary/Excerpt : He can’t let it be at that, can’t do anything without some roguish form of teasing, and you vaguely wonder why you’re surprised when he gives you a quick and taunting close lipped nip on the skin that he had so softly brushed his lips across just moments ago.

Established Relationship

~ Word Count : 2,024

~ Warnings : uhhh lil suggestiveness i think.

~ A/N : in case u missed the memo, yugyeom best boy and jinyoung Sassy McSasserpants.

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You look out onto the green lake shimmering in the bright sunlight, reflecting the willow trees that are growing all around its banks. With a fifth sigh in as many minutes, you bring your gaze back to the empty table in front of you, chair opposite conspicuously unoccupied. Behind, you hear Jinyoung swat an errant fly.

You’re sure that if you ask again, your bodyguard is going to tell you to jump into the large water body that’s so close by, but you can’t help yourself from enquiring, “Jinyoung, are you absolutely certain he got the message?”

Predictably, you get a huff in a response before he says in his characteristic deadpan voice, tone deceptively courteous, “Will you tip yourself over, or would you like me to push you in?”

Ignoring him, you’re about to sigh again, because that always seems to get things moving right along, when at the distance, from the direction of the palace, you see a lone figure rounding the corner, walking rapidly. They’re too far away for you to make out the person's face, but their long legs, tall frame and the excited bound in their step makes it amply clear.

Slowly, he comes into focus, his face becoming clearer, smile wide. His joyful expression seems indecently expressive coupled with his fitted royal blue tunic, a constant symbol of powerful restraint and control. Nevertheless, you can’t stop yourself from cracking a grin in return as he makes his way towards you, slowing down as he nears.

You resist the urge to jump to your feet and throw your arms around his neck, wanting nothing more than to nestle in his warmth, but you hold yourself back, eyes twinkling in barely concealed mirth as Yugyeom wordlessly and exaggeratedly bows in front of your primly seated form, gently taking one of your hands in his and pressing a tender kiss to the back of your palm.

He can’t let it be at that, can’t do anything without some roguish form of teasing, and you vaguely wonder why you’re surprised when he gives you a quick and taunting close lipped nip on the skin that he had so softly brushed his lips across just moments ago. At your tiny yelp, you feel him smile against your hand for a second before he straightens up, elegantly walking over to the empty chair opposite, satisfied grin still plastered on his face, leaving you breathing a bit more rapidly than before the exchange.

“Your Highness,” he nods in greeting with faux-solemnity, eyes twinkling in mirth.

“And yours,” you reply a bit stupidly, your heart still in the process of returning to its normal pace.

Behind you, Jinyoung snorts.

Feeling vindictive, you unostentatiously slip off your Lady Jane shoes and let your socked foot move forward underneath the table until it lightly but insistently brushes against Yugyeom’s shin, your above-table manner dripping innocence.

He startles, immediately realising what’s going on, and after a jokingly scandalised expression at your illusively nonchalant frame, he sets his face determinedly, smile still threatening to tug at the corners of his lips.

You feel your just calmed down heart slowly picking up pace once again as you take in the challenging cock of his eyebrow and a thrill runs down your spine in anticipation of his next move. Eagerly you wait, any moment now, he’s preparing to spring it, in just a second –

“Ahem.”

Surprised, you nearly jump, feeling like somebody’s just poured a barrel of cold water on you. Opposite you, Yugyeom yelps in sudden fright, immediately moving back in his chair from the forward bend towards you he had slowly, subconsciously moved into.

You whip your head around to face Jinyoung, who, for all intents and purposes, seems like a statue, steadfastly looking forward into the distance. The effect is mildly ruined by the tiny smile on his face, the only indication that he had just broken up a very intense, eye contact filled, social decency sanctioned form of foreplay.

Grateful that at least one person here has some presence of mind, you turn back around to look at Yugyeom, who’s now sitting languidly in his chair, careless grin on, shoulders drooped just right so nobody can tell him off for looking shabby, all casual elegance and suaveness once again. The slow breeze only serves to heighten the image, smoothly running through his hair and rumpling it, making it hit that perfect line between roguishly untidy and dirtily shabby.

It doesn’t fool you one bit. He may be all charm and sophistication on the outside, but you know what really makes him tick. And maybe more importantly, you know what makes him fall apart.

Impatiently shooing away the thoughts and feelings and bodily reactions that resurface as you take in his lazily poised frame and twinkling eyes, you softly clear your throat and collect your thoughts before getting straight to the matter at hand. “I suppose you’re wondering why I’ve called you here?”

Somehow, his grin expands a tiny bit, and looking perfectly content, eyes not leaving yours so you’ll understand exactly what he’s referring to, he replies, “I was. And then I found out. Really, out here in the open?”

Letting out an undignified snort that your mother would most definitely disapprove of, you calm yourself down before fixing him with a proper glare. With a little shake of the head to clear it, you once again begin the process of trying to convey what you had wanted to.

“I only wanted to know what you thought about blue drapes.”

Confusion clouds his features, head tilting to the side in befuddlement as he slowly asks, “Blue...drapes?”

Rapidly feeling like this may not have been the best idea, you nod and repeat, now in a less confident tone, “Yes, the – uh, drapes for the parlour. In our new home. When we move. After the wedding. In a week.”

By the end of the confused spiel, your voice is a barely there squeak, certain that this was a stupid, stupid plan. Yugyeom doesn’t make it any easier on you, as his face clears in understanding, bemusement morphing into first a revelatory smile, then a teasing grin, before settling in a smug smirk. He knows you couldn’t care less about drapes, that you’d rather spend your time deciding which authors to host in the library if you were thinking about home decor at all, that this meeting is just one big, convoluted excuse to meet him and talk to him without inviting the scrutiny and judgement of both royal families.

It’s all well and good during the courting stage to spend time alone, to stay in each other’s company for extended periods, the two of you even managing to get away with thoroughly enjoying a couple of nights together without either of your families finding out. But once the engagement is done, this close to the wedding, it’s considered most improper to meet like this. So you had to come up with an excuse. In hindsight, you probably should have spent a bit more time making it at least a little believable.

With a wide smile, Yugyeom mischievously says to your sheepish face, “I think I’d prefer something lighter, yes? Purple perhaps?”

Flustered at being found out, unable to meet his eyes, you reply, “Uh, yes. Purple drapes are fine. Good – uh, choice.”

The laugh that he’s obviously been trying very hard to hold in for the last few minutes bursts out in a chortle, and in moments, he’s out of his seat and making his way towards you.

Immediately on alert, you hold up a firm hand to halt him mid-step. Your entire being cries for him to cross those last few feet, to finally hug him, feel him solid and warm and comforting against you, but the protocol for sneaking around is tricky.

Not taking your eyes off of Yugyeom’s so he knows you’re only delaying what you both want out of absolute necessity, you slowly utter, “Jinyoung?”

In your head, you can practically see him scanning first the immediate surroundings around the lake, eyes peeled for anybody who might be passing by, and then carefully scrutinising every window of the palace that’s facing the lawn you’re all on, ensuring that nobody from the family is looking this way or, as both of your meddling relatives are wont to do, purposely spying.

A couple of agonising moments later, you hear him shortly say from behind you, “Clear,” and now you’re up on your feet as well, standing just as Yugyeom reaches you in two quick, long strides, gentle arms winding around your waist as your hands do the same to his, your head burrowing into the crook of his neck as you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding.

“I think it’s absolutely adorable that you tried coming up with an excuse to meet me,” he mutters into your hair, chest rumbling as he giggles.

“Don't laugh at me,” you whine, noting with satisfaction as his arms almost imperceptibly tighten around your waist, filling you with smugness that even if you had gone to ridiculous, badly thought out lengths to arrange this, he’s hardly complaining.

Confirming your suspicions, slightly pulling away but only enough so he can tip your chin up and look you in the eye, he mumbles, “I was moments away from sending you a letter of my own when I received yours.”

Glowing at the revelation, you ask, “What was your excuse going to be, then?”

“Kitchen cabinets,” he says shortly, letting you have your three seconds of amused laughter before he’s kissing you, one hand cupping the side of your jaw and the other still delicately placed on the small of your back. Gently squeezing his waist, you melt into the comfort, joy, love that you’re finally receiving after craving it for days.

From somewhere outside your little bubble, through the cloudy haze that your mind is in, you hear a throat clearing and a softly but urgently muttered ‘We have company.’

With great effort, you pull away, hurriedly stepping backwards to a respectable distance as Yugyeom does the same, both of you breathing deep and slow in an effort to look like you haven’t just committed what is considered as veritable sin by your families. You can’t stop yourself from shooting a baleful look at Jinyoung, though, but he’s unbothered, simply shrugging as he says, “Just doing my job,” his eyes not leaving the undergrowth of a willow on the far side of the bank from where he had seen the offending subtle movement.

You and Yugyeom follow his lead, nervously putting a bit more distance between yourselves as you wait for something to happen, somebody to appear.

“Must've been an animal,” Jinyoung mutters after a couple of pregnant minutes of silent waiting and watching. “But just in case, we should head back in, Your Highness.”

You know he’s right, that it’s the most logical action to take, and you push away the irrational disappointment, turning to Yugyeom with reluctantly accepting eyes.

“Write to me,” you softly say, holding your left hand out.

Gently taking it in his own, he bows deep at the waist and presses an uncharacteristically chaste kiss, stopping at that. No frills or extras this time, only the obedient niceties of social norm. And yet, your dress suddenly feels too tight.

You give his fingers a tight squeeze, not letting go immediately as he straightens up while saying, “I’m sure we have more important matters to discuss, like the colour of the drapes in the other rooms.”

With a giggle, you release his hand, watching as he turns around and walks away, your pleased and satisfied gaze on the slightly red flush on his ears.

Gaze still fixed on his retreating form, you absentmindedly tell Jinyoung, “I can’t wait for next week.”

Drily, you get the reply. “No, really? I could hardly tell.”

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mochi-marie · 3 years

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hi!! i was wondering if i could request a written matchup with the haikyuu boys!

here i go. i’m a straight female, my pronouns are she/her. i’m 5’8 with brown hair at my shoulders and blue eyes. one my fav features is the small mole under my left eye! and style wise i’m ur typical tiny top + big pants girl or big sweater + tiny pants

i’m an intj and leo sun (although i strongly identify with my virgo moon and aries rising placements). i’m super independent and definitely shy. ppl know i’m comfortable with them when i can be mean (in a playful way). definitely a sarcastic sense of humour. i can be impulsive at times; it doesn’t take much pushing from my friends to convince me to do something dumb. my hobbies are painting and sewing!

my love language is quality time by a mile (physical touch is at the bottom of the list😬), i just love being with the people i love more than anything, idc if we’re doing nothing. i think i can be pretty flirty thanks to my gemini venus, but when things seem to get serious with others i chicken out loll (i also get bored of my crushes rlly quickly). my ideal type tbh is someone i can tease and theyll tease me back, i need the banter and wit (i think i’d need to be friends with the person first)

finallyyy (i wrote a novel i’m sorry) i’m a night owl! i cannot live without my 3 bffs i’ve been friends with for 8 years, i’d seriously die for them. fav song rn is the beach by the neighborhood (i’m rlly into them rn idk why). ideal first date is just talking and eating while looking at the city at night + a drive🤭

ok i’m gonna stop myself now lolll, thanks in advance if u do decide to do this!! <33

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: tysm for the request, love!! i loved reading through this, and i hope you like what i've written!

𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢

♡ . . . REASONINGS : going through your ask, i have quickly determined that you would be best paired with, in my personal opinion, suna rintaro!

your clothing dynamic is so cute ( in my opinion ), and your overall appearance screams a certain fashionable minimalism that i feel he would be attracted to. from looks alone, with hair that ends at the shoulders and clothing that yells a simple dynamic, you would look very cute alongside suna rintaro.

as far as personality goes, once you're comfortable around each other, you better expect the banter between you two to be flawless. it's almost like second nature, and most people look at you both weirdly if you casually insult each other. he will most likely be there to point out dumb things you do, and to steer you away from doing it if he knows it'll end up in some sort of pain or discomfort for you. though if it isn't that bad, he honestly might just pull out his phone to record the dumb things you do, later on showing it to you and claiming he'll use it for black mail -- though everyone knows that he loves you too much to do something like that, and instead only looks back on the video or pictures fondly or when he's in a bad mood.

quality time preferred over physical touch? count suna in. he does not strike me as a very touchy guy, so my best guess would be that he would also really appreciate quality time, even if it is just spent in a comfortable silence that blankets the room. you could be tangled together on a couch, watching tv or playing on your phones, or sitting on opposite sides of the room in your own little world, smiling softly at the knowledge that you both are only a few steps away if you needed one another.

𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗-𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

♡ . . . if you both are ever really bored, he'll just send you a quick message asking if you want something to do, and if you say yes, a few minutes you'll find him outside your window, telling you to come down and go on a drive with him.

♡ . . . if you're ever being really sarcastic while he's in a bad or clingy mood, suna will simply flop onto you and lay there until you give in / up, allowing yourself to be smooshed by his weight as he enjoys laying on top of you.

♡ . . . suna will try to stick around you when you both go out, knowing how easy it is to convince you to do something stupid or dumb in nature.

♡ . . . suna is sometimes asked by a few others ( like atsumu ) to bring you their shirt or something, your hobby of sewing known ( if it's that kind of sewing ). suna will sigh, shirt in hand as he asks you if you would be up to fixing the tear in the fabric.

♡ . . . late night dates usually consist of you both driving around town to look at city lights like you like, stopping for fast food, and then going to an empty parking lot lit by street lights where you can eat on the hood of the car in peace, chatting and listening to music from the radio.

𝗥𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗣 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗗𝗕𝗢𝗔𝗥𝗗

𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦

♡ . . . tsukishima kei, ushijima wakatoshi, none others considered!

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