#hamada asahi x reader

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Pairing: Art Student!Asahi Hamada x fem!Reader

Genre: College AU, friends to lovers, smut, fluff

Summary: Friends help each other and what better help could you possibly offer than posing nude for Asahi when he can't find a model for his nude painting project?

Word count: 8.8k

Warnings: explicit sexual content, nudity, swearing, fingering, unprotected sex, Asahi and reader are crackheads, Asahi and his longer hair being a threat to humanity

As soon as Asahi walks into the cafe, you can tell that something is wrong. He spots you the moment he pushes open the heavy glass door and immediately heads to your table. You watch him as he rushes towards you, flopping down in the chair in front of you and letting his shoulder bag fall to the floor. You bring your mug of hot chocolate to your lips and carefully sip the thick liquid as Asahi rubs his face with both hands, causing his glasses to be pushed upwards.

"Can I get you something?"

Asahi removes his face from his palms, his glasses falling back into their place as he turns to look at the waitress that was quick to come to his aid.

"Iced Americano please!" Asahi's drawls and the waitress nods, giving him a small smile before leaving.

Your eyes follow the waitress as she gives his order to the barista, only to turn and see Asahi massaging his eyes. He sighs again and pushes his hair back and out of his eyes. You find the action extremely attractive and you mentally thank his morning drowsiness for probably being the cause of his forgotten headband.

"So…" you begin saying as you let your mug down, "...let me guess. Late night painting or Jeongwoo's and Haruto's loud asses kept you up all night." you grin as you rest your chin on your palm.

"Neither!" he groans and leans on his chair, "I have to hand in a painting in three days and I still don't know what to draw!"

"You still don't have a theme?"

At that, Asahi pauses and looks at you before averting his eyes, one hand scratching the back of his neck, "That's not exactly the problem…"

You titl your head and pick up your mug again taking small sips, "Then what is it?"

"Eh…"

This could be the most awkward you have seen Asahi act in a while and Asahi rarely acts awkward. Weird, yes! But, awkward? Not really. You can't help but be curious of what caused him to be so uneasy in front of you as you watch him fidget in his seat.

"I have to draw nude…"

You choke on a mouthful of hot chocolate and quickly set your cup on the table not to spill any of the drink as you are violently coughing. You are gulping down a glass of water and Asahi is furiously blushing when the waitress returns with his coffee.

"One Iced Americano!" she says brightly before reading the room, hastily leaving.

Asahi takes a swallow of coffee as you finally manage to calm down and look at him. A red tint is still visible in his cheeks even though he tries to seem unbothered.

"Nude?"

"Well not nude as in me being nude but yeah…" Asahi finally turns to face you, "Basically, I am having real trouble finding my model."

You stare at him, still unsure of what is the right thing to reply to that and Asahi scratches his neck, tension building up once again. You drum your fingers on your mug and focuse on the cars passing outside the window.

"Did you ask any of the boys?"

"Well, yes and no!" Asahi seems to relax a bit at the slight change of topic as he leans back on his chair, "Jaehyuk would probably agree, but he is visiting his parents this week and I don't think we can videocall this! Then there was an attempt with Haruto and Jeongwoo…"

"An attempt?" you giggle, raising an eyebrow at him now that the mood has lightened.

"Yeah…They said no! A definite no. No second thoughts, no reconsidering. They said that only over their dead bodies they would pose for a nude painting that would be displayed in front of the whole class!" Asahi laughes but then his expression turns a bit bitter, "So, I guess I am failing it."

He shrugs and drinks a bit of coffee, silence falling once more between the two of you. You are whirling the remaing of your hot chocolate with your spoon when the words come out of your mouth.

"I can do it."

Asahi stops moving, his straw still hanging from his lips as he stares at you wide-eyed. You keep swirling your drink, seemingly calm but inside your head there is only chaos. Your heart is beating hard against your chest to the point you think that not only Asahi, but also the people nearby your table can clearly hear it.

Why would you say that? you scream inside your head, barely holding back from hitting yourself or face planting the table.

You raise your eyes and look at him sitting utterly dumbfounded across the table, staring at you like you grew a second head. Well, fuck it now you said it, you can't go back.

"I can model for you."

Oh, God that sounded so wrong!

You just want to hide your face in your hands and stay like that forever. Instead of doing that though, you keep still, waiting for him to turn down your proposal and then you can say that it was just a joke and laugh about it.

"You would do that?"

"Uh…" you are lost for words as Asahi actually sounds excited.

"Are you free tomorrow afternoon?" he asks and you feel like your brain is failing at comprehending what is happening.

"Wait!" you raise your hands in front of you and look at him dead in the eye, "Are we really doing that?"

Now Asahi seems to be the confused one, "Yes?" he furrows his eyebrows, "...No?"

You hesitate and it doesn't go unnoticed by him.

"If you don't want to do it it's fine, you don't have to-"

"No, sorry, I just-" you wave your hand in front of you, "I just-" not going back now, "I will do it, there is no problem." you manage to smile despite the chaos in your mind.

Asahi doesn't seem conviced, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, don't worry. I will pose for you, you will pass your class and everyone will be happy!" you play the laid back card as you lean on your chair and grin at him.

Asahi is still furowing his eyebrows, but seeing you so persistent, he relaxes his muscles and takes a sip of his coffee; his eyes scanning your face for even a hint of regret. But, at this point you have convinced yourself that this is not such a bad idea as you thought of it at first.

This was a terrible idea.

You are sitting alone in Asahi's room wearing only a white robe; his white robe. It isn't the fact that you are in his room that makes you uneasy, nor is the fact that you are mostly naked apart from the robe.

Not that this makes the situation any easier!

It is more the reason why you are in his room, wearing his robe, waiting for him to come inside.

At any moment now, Asahi will come inside and you will remove the robe, letting him paint you naked for one of his classes. Not what you would call an everyday interraction between friends!

You close your eyes, take a deep inhale and then you exhale from the mouth, trying to ease your nerves. Opening your eyes, you attempt to find comfort in the familiar paintings hanging on the wall in front of you, as you have seen them a million times by now. Most of them are Asahi's paintings for some of his university classes, but others were drawn by him in his spare time. You were there for most of the part to see him create these, while others were hanging on his walls way before you two became friends.

Somehow staring at them and the dark blue walls you know so well, makes you forget the reason you are here today and instead you reminisce about the happy times you have spent with Asahi between these four walls. That is until the door opens with a click and Asahi walks in hesitantly; at first not looking at you, but after noticing you are still wearing the robe, he raises his eyes from the floor. He leaves his brushes next to his tall canva and turns to you.

"I am ready."

The words echoe in your ears and you gulp. You wish that he doesn't notice that your hands tremble slightly as you grab the rope of the garment, ready to untie it.

"Uh I-" he tenses and takes a step backwards, averting his stare from you, "I will wait outside. When you are ready call me in!" he basically runs out of the room, banging the door behind him and you are left staring at the closed door wide eyed.

Even in the empty room, your heart keeps pounding against your chest as you let the robe fall to the floor. You quietly fold it and put it aside. You stare at his bed for a moment before gathering the courage and climbing on top of it. His bedsheets are soft and they are smelling exactly like him. You let your hands wander, feeling the smooth fabric, before you mentally slap yourself.

What are you doing?

You retrieve your hand and move around trying to decide on the best pose. You have agreed with Asahi that you will pose in a way that will pretty much cover your intimate parts, so that you won't have to expose yourself to him or his class. Although, you can't deny that as you are trying to find the ideal position, the thought of posing more seductively crosses your mind.

The thought is gone as quickly as it came, considering that Asahi would probably have a heart attack and your friendship would never be able to recover from that! And also because you don't have the guts to try something bold like that.

In the end, you settle with a sitting position; your legs laying on your right side, one thigh slightly higher than the other to cover your genital area while one arm supports your weight and the other hides your breasts. You nervously inhale, easing your breathing as you try to appear calm and collected. You can hear Asahi pacing up and down on ther other side of the door, which makes a new wave of distress wash over you.

"C-Come in."

You curse under your breath for not sounding determined enough, but every thought quickly empties your head as the door opens and Asahi steps in. Even before coming inside the room, his cheeks are painted a light red, his eyes scanning the floor as if he is meticulously searching for something; fortunately missing the way you gulp. He reaches his canva and only then he lifts his eyes to look at you.

If his face had a light blush before, now the blush turns to a vivid red color as blood instantly rushes to his face. You feel your own cheeks heat up, betting that their color matched that of a tomato. Asahi clears his throat and dips a brush in the water next to him, selecting a few paint tubes from his stash.

"We will start now…" he says quietly and begins drawing a rough sketch of you with his pencil.

You stay still as Asahi starts drawing, trying to be as helpful as you can. But every time Asahi leans away from his canva to look at you, taking measurements with the head of his pencil, you feel your throat becoming dry and goosebumps appearing on your skin. That lasts for about 8 hours -short breaks included- and you definitely count them as some of the hardest 8 hours of your life.

You spent all these hours in silence, with a few exceptions while the tension could easily be cut by a knife. Every time you took a break, Asahi would leave the room, letting you stretch and walk around before returning without a word and continuing the painting. Even when you did a lunch break, Asahi and you ate silently, in contrast to your usual bubbly conversations over food.

At some point Asahi set down his brush and looked at you, telling you that he had finished and that you should get dressed. He still wanted to add a few details on the painting, but he said he could do those on himself, eager to end this day. You had quickly gotten dressed and muttered a quiet goodbye to Asahi as you practically run towards the door of his apartment, bumping into Haruto on your way out, but you were too stressed to apologize or even greet him.

As you walk further away from Asahi's shared flat, you recall again the events of the day, getting more and more embarrashed by the minute. You hide your burning cheeks with your hands, feeling how hot they became while wishing that Asahi would pass his class and you would both forget about it.

You stare wide eyed at your cellphone that is ringing; the name of the caller overly familiar. It has been two days since you went to Asahi's place to pose for him and since then you two haven't talked or even texted each other.

But, now he is calling you. And you are freaking out!

"H-Hey…" you pick up the phone and immediately regret it. Maybe you can just end the call and maybe he will think that you actually never answered?

The other line is silent for a bit and for a moment you wonder if you have really accepted the call. Just then, Asahi's voice rings through your ears.

"I got an F."

You freeze. What?

"What?!"

"The professor said that the painting was too constrained…"

What?!

"But…isn't he the one always praising your paintings for their boldness?" you pace up and down on the campus, your moves becoming more nervous as a sinking feeling settles in your chest.

"What are you going to do?" you ask before he has the chance to reply to your previous question.

"I need to make another painting if I don't want to fail the class."

You abruptly stop moving. There you are, standing still in the middle of the campus grounds, gaping like a fish.

"And I need to submit it by the end of the week."

"That's why I called…" you never react and Asahi takes that opportunity to continue, "I need you to pose for me again."

"...If you would like." he adds when he still gets no answer.

"Uh…" you are still processing the situation when he bombards you with the offer and your brain just seems to shut down for a moment.

How would you do this?

Yes, Asahi needs your help, but things were so awkward last time! You hadn't even talked or seen each other for two days because of how absurd the situation was. And now he needs you to do that again!?

You bite your lip and look around you in frustration, as if one of the passing students can save you from this mess.

"Isn't there anybody else who…" you slowly cut your sentence in half, knowing that he wouldn't be asking you this if he had any other choice. You can hear Asahi's nervous breathing from the other side of the line and you feel your throat dry and your heart sink.

You close your eyes and sigh, "Is tomorrow fine with you?"

Once again, you find yourself sitting on Asahi's bed, wearing his robe, waiting for him. You close your eyes and take deep breaths to calm your nerves. How did things turn out like that?!

You shake your head to make the thought go away. You have done this before; you can do it again! You snap your eyes open, determined to make this work this time.

Muffled voices echo behind the door and you recognize them before the door swings open, revealing Jaehyuk and a very flushed Asahi. You bring your hands closer to your body, suddenly feeling a bit exposed as you were not expecting to encounter Jaehyuk.

Jaehyuk however doesn't roam his eyes over your form or act weird upon seeing you. Instead he smiles brightly and tilts his head, happy to see you.

"Hey! I was just telling Asahi that I am heading out, so he should better behave!" he glances at Asahi, who is holding the doorknob and is having the worst time of his life, "If you need anything call me!"

"Yes, okay, bye." Asahi mutters hurriedly, closing the door on Jaehyuk's face.

"Have fun! Bye!" Jaehyuk manages to utter before the door slams shut.

Asahi stands beside it for a moment, his ears red from embarrassment, before he walks behind his canva. He chooses his brushes and colors for the painting, hands slightly shaking from his distress. He rubs his face with one hand, pushing his glasses upwards before they fall back in place and sighs dramatically.

He raises his head to look at you and his eyes widen, "S-Sorry I forgot you have to take off the robe!"

He takes a few steps towards the door, "I will go outside!"

"No, wait!"

Your hands fly in front of you as in to stop him and Asahi halts. He furrows his eyebrows and looks at you baffled. You feel the tension leaving your shoulders as you lower your hands back to your lap.

"I think…" you start, fingers fiddling among them, "...that you should be here while I undress."

Asahi's eyes widen and you panic.

Wrong phrasing you idiot!

"Not in a- I mean that-" you stumble on your words, feeling heat rising to your face and neck.

You take a deep breath and lock your eyes with his, "That sounded very bad."

Asahi nods, "It totally did."

You sigh and scratch your neck nervously, "I meant that, last time you failed exactly because of this!"

Asahi tilts his head to the side, like he is trying to understand your point.

"We were so afraid of facing each other and the situation and- and we just acted so childish!" you run your mouth and now that you started it seems impossible to stop, "It's not like we haven''t seen a naked body before! And you are an artist! You will see hundreds more naked bodies in your life! And- and it's not like I haven't seen myself naked before!"

Okay, maybe you were a bit getting out of hand.

"So, why can't we act like adults and strip naked?! Huh? It doesn't make sense!" you take a breath and point a finger at him, "I will take this robe off and you will decide on the pose and I don't care if I have to model with my legs open or my anus showing, I will do it and you will draw the fuck out of me! Because that's what real friends do!" you finish your mess of a speech, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath.

Asahi looks at you and blinks once, twice, before he bursts out laughing. You feel your cheeks flush, yet scowl at him and cross your arms over your chest.

"What's so funny?"

Asahi has almost doubled over from laughter as he grabs his knees for support. He makes eye contact as his laughter slowly dies out and he straightens up.

"You are right. If we are doing this, we should do it properly."

All of a sudden, he is serious again and that doesn't help with your nerves. At least, the atmosphere has undeniably lighten up.

"Right."

You gulp and hop off the bed, standing before him, with only a few meters separating the two of you. You grab the ends of the rope and pull, untying the robe. Suddenly, all of your previous confidence evaporates in thin air and you feel vulnerable again.

Asahi is watching you with pursed lips, his eyes following your every move. You haven't done anything similar to this before and especially not with Asahi! You have been close since the beginning of your friendship two years ago, but never like that!

Too late to back off now you remind yourself and with a deep breath you push the robe over your shoulders and let it drop to the floor.

Your face is burning up, but you don't stray your gaze from Asahi. He takes a sharp breath and you notice the light tremble in his hands before he closes them in tight fists. You stare at each other for about half a minute, his eyes taking in all of you while yours stay mostly focused on his face. Asahi's face has turned red and he gulps audibly before he looks down.

We should do it properly.

"How should I pose?"

You are surprised at yourself for sounding so calm and Asahi snaps his head towards you, He looks around him then at his canva and then back at you. He is certainly not as unbothered as you.

"Eh…"

He steps behind his canva and stares at it, lost in his thoughts. You wait till he snaps out of it before shyly making his way to you. His face is still red and his eyes are focusing everywhere but on you.

"Lay down so that your head faces the canva and your legs are close to the wall."

You do as he says, lying down on the bed from the side and bending your knees, as there isn't enough space for your legs in this angle. You throw your head back, at the edge of the mattress and look straight at the canva.

"Like that?"

"Uh, kind of, yes." Asahi seems hesitant as he inspects you, "Your knees are nice like that. Can you open them a bit more? And place your left hand at the edge of the bed next to your head?"

You move around, following his instructions and bite your lips as cold air hits your vagina. You can't deny that you feel overexposed; you never imagined you would pose like this, even if you claimed to be comfortable with your legs open. Asahi looks like the confident one now as he guides you and you submit to his requests.

"Uh, can I...?" Asahi cuts his question in half, but you understand what he wants from the way his hands reach towards your body.

"Don't worry. You can touch me."

You look into his eyes as you utter the words and try to keep your blush to a minimum.

"Change whatever you don't like."

Asahi nods after a moment and moves next to you. You watch him as he fixes the position of your hand and then grabs your chin, pushing it a bit higher. His touch is gentle and your eyes meet as he moves your head a bit.

You stare at each other and for a second it feels like there is more to the light touches and long stares. But, then Asahi turns his head away and leans forward to reach your legs.

And it is at that exact moment, when Asahi's lower body is close enough to your face and visible from the angle you are placed, that you notice it. That you notice the bulge in his cotton pants.

Asahi is hard.

Asahi is hard!

Asahi is hard because of you!

You gulp and take deep breaths, but it doesn't stop you from staring at his boner. You feel his hands spread your legs even wider and your pussy clenches around nothing. Your legs slip away from his hold and press together, in an attempt to hide your glistening folds from him. Asahi, thinking you moved out of sole instinct, grabs your knees and pulls your legs apart.

"N-No, wait-" your voice is hoarse, but you are too late.

Asahi's gaze locks with your cunt and he immediately notices the thick liquid oozing of it. His head whirls to face yours and you gape at each other, both of your chests heaving as you breathe hard.

He studies your face and his eyes widen when you glance at his hard on, realization hitting him. You slowly raise your head from the mattress while you mantain eye contact, hundred of thoughts swirling in your head. Now that it came to this, maybe it is finally time to be a bit bold!

You slide your hands over his and slowly, as if testing the waters, you guide them from your knees, towards your pussy. Asahi doesn't resist you, but maybe he is just too stunned to actually react. His eyes just follow your hands, lips pursed and Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows his own saliva. When you pass your mid-thigh though, he pulls slightly away, like he is unsure of what you are about to do.

And for a second you are worried that you took it too far, that you ruined your friendship -or whatever it was that you were having right now- and everything that came with it. But, when you look into his eyes, you see that they have dilated with nothing but lust. You recognize the flicker of worry that passes by them and you squeeze his hands in reassurance.

"I told you. You can touch me."

Asahi's eyes widen and he takes a sharp breath from the mouth. You give him a nod and a small smile and Asahi closes his gaping mouth, clenching his teeth.

That was all Asahi needed to hear.

His eyes are back on the lower part of your body and his hands glide all the way down to your pussy; long fingers catching your inner folds and parting them open. He turns to look at you as two of his fingers massage your pussy, gathering some of your fluids and smoothly move them on top of your clit.

Your mouth opens and a loud moan slips past your lips, as you feel his fingers circle your sensitive bud. The feeling is unreal; the fact that Asahi is the one touching you is unreal! You honestly can't believe this is really happening and it's not just another fantasy of yours, like all the others that you have had these past few months.

Suddenly, two slender fingers slip inside you and you immediately clench around them. His thumb stays on your clit as his fingers lazily fuck you. This time you can't help but throw your head back on the mattress, his hard-on coming into your view again.

In between your moans, you manage to raise your hand and palm him over his pants. The fabric is relatively thin and you can feel all of him under your palm. Asahi let's out a low groan and he curls his fingers inside you, his long digits hitting your walls, making you squirm.

Your hands fly to his belt and try to unbuckle it; a bit of a struggle with your face staring at his crotch upside down. You whine and Asahi actually chuckles. You stop and raise your eyes to look at him, only to find him smiling down at you with that stupid, closed-mouth grin of his.

You furrow your eyebrows in annoyance and tug him towards you by his still-intact-belt. Asahi stumbles forward and you place your lips over his clothed bulge, kissing it softly. His dick twitches against your lips and you grin, your hands lowering to grab his hips as you peck his length.

Asahi's fingers loose speed till they go completely numb inside of you as he stares at you, mind blank of logical thoughts. His left hand moves from your thighs to your neck and then at the back of your head, tangling itself in your hair, but not attempting to pull at it. Yet.

You give him a quick glance, lips curling into a smirk as you leave another kiss over his pants, this time an open mouth one. You can feel Asahi loose his footing for a second before he recovers and slightly massages your head with his thump. Your hands go back to his belt and this time you manage to unbuckle it, without separating your lips from his lower body.

With one swift move you pull his belt and drop it to the floor. Excitement arises inside you and you pull away to unbutton his cotton pants with ease. Your lips are back on him the moment his pants fall lower, revealing his underwear. There is a wet stain where Asahi's tip is located and you push your tongue against it, eyes locking with Asahi's as you tease him.

His eyebrow twitches but he doesn't give you the satisfaction of a grand reaction. Instead, the fingers between your folds start moving again; slowly sliding in and out of you.

You guess two can play this game and Asahi is not handing you the victory that easily.

Fine. If he wants to play, you will play with him.

You yank down his underwear and his dick springs free, hitting his lower belly. Having been friends with Asahi for a while now, you find it a bit weird to be looking at his erected dick while you lie on his bed in the nude. But, maybe weird is just the upside down angle that you are forced to stare at it from!

Asahi's fingers are still moving inside of you, but slower now as not to distract you from the decision up ahead. You strain your neck and tilt your head a bit in order to take a better look at his cock. You don't touch it though.

"You can touch me."

Asahi's voice is hoarse and it makes you look up at him. It's the first time he talked since you started getting handsy.

His cheeks are flushed, a rare sight on his pale skin, while he is gaping at you. His long, black hair is falling messily in front of his eyes and his glasses have fallen a bit lower on his nose as he hasn't bothered pushing them up.

Not breaking eye contact, you push yourself off your current position and stand on his bed with your knees. His hands fall limply by his sides and he doesn't reach out to you, waiting for your next move. You can see the curiosity in Asahi's eyes as you grab the sides of his glasses and put them back on the root of his nose.

You beam with pleasure and Asahi is left staring at you, before his eyes flicker to your lips. Your smile fades as you follow his gaze, lips parting open as you stare at his own mouth. He slightly leans forward, but he doesn't close the distance between you.

You are both still so nervous, it is ridiculous!

You tilt you head to the side and touch his lips with yours in a light peck. None of you move your lips; you just stay still, lips touching each other in a shy peck. You pull back and open your eyes. Asahi keeps his own closed for a bit more, savouring the kiss, before they flutter open.

You look at him and the only thought swirling in your mind is how soft his lips were and how much you want to kiss him again!

You wish he is thinking the same as your hands rise from your sides and you place them on his shoulder. Your touch is gentle, almost feather-light as if you are afraid that if you put more pressure you might scare him away. You tilt your head again and connect your lips with his as tenderly as the first time.

Asahi inhales in your kiss and his palms brush your sides before settling on your love handles. You break the kiss and look at him while mantaining your hold on his shoulders. His fingertips press a bit in your sides and he holds your gaze.

You bite your lip and lean to kiss him again, pushing harder against him. Asahi is taken by surprise and you take advantage of his open mouth to flick your tongue over his bottom lip. You pull back again and it is Asahi's time to surprise you by making the first move. The grip on your love handles tightens and he pulls you closer as he captures your lips.

You become breathless as the kiss becomes more and more heated. You don't expect Asahi to be the kind of guy that bites your lip to make you open your mouth wider for his tongue to slip inside, but today is full of surprises! You nails claw at his shoulder blades while he tugs you tighter against him, nipples pressed hard against his clothed chest.

His glasses slip lower again and when you feel them hit the bridge of your nose, you laugh. You move your face back and try to put them back to their place when he stops you.

"Wait!" he grabs them and places them aside on his nightstand, before turning back to you, "I don't want them to break."

You raise your eyebrows at him and giggle, "Are you afraid I will break them?" you say as you tug at his t-shirt for more emphasis.

"I don't want them getting in the way."

"What way?" you say breathless and tug at his t-shirt again.

You pull harder this time and Asahi tries to steady himself by putting one knee on the bed. But, his pants, that are still pooling on his ankles, make him stumble and fall forward. He manages to put his hands on the mattress and not fall entirely on top of you as you fall with him; hand still gripping his t-shirt.

You stare at each other, chests heaving as the position you find yourselves slowly dawns on you. A deep red blush spreads across Asahi's face and by the heat rising to your face, you are sure you aren't in a better situation.

You open your palm and let go of his blouse, placing your arm back on the bed for better balance. You don't break eye contact with Asahi as you are lifting yourself on your elbows under him, anticipating his reaction. His eyes seem to follow your every move and the atmosphere has changed again.

You wet your lips and you are pleased to see that the gesture has caught Asahi's attention. Slowly, you crawl backwards on the bed, turning towards the headboard and Asahi trails after you. He pushes off his slippers and lets his cotton pants fall to the floor before he gets on the bed, as to prevent another clumsy incident happening.

When your back hits the headboard you bite your lip and wait until Asahi is within reach. You are about to grab his t-shirt and bring his lips to yours when you notice his eyes taking in your form, from head to toe. And just like that, all the confidence inside of you evaporates, leaving you embarrassed again!

You snap your legs closed as his eyes wander between them and you take a sharp breath, "I-"

You don't get to finish your sentence as you rise to your knees, ready to jump off the bed. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Maybe you shouldn't be doing this! You start doubting the situation and yourself again as your need of flee gets more prominent.

You want this, but why do you keep backing down?!

You have fucking wanted this for so long so why are you now-

Asahi's arms snake around your thighs the moment you attempt to get on your feet and force you back on your knees. You gasp and look down at him, holding you in place and staring at you with a blank look before he turns to look ahead of him. Straight to your pussy!

Your eyes widen and you press your thighs together, harder than before. Asahi looks up at you again and you feel mushy upon seeing his big, dark eyes and red cheeks.

"If you don't want to do this-"

Oh no.

"-then we can stop."

You shake your head. Oh no!

"You don't have to-"

"I want this!" it comes out of your mouth before you can filter it, but as you stare into his surprised expression that slowly turns to a happy one, you don't feel regret.

You realize he also wants this oh so bad and looking at the situation, it's obvious that it's the only thing on your minds right now. So, you stop yourself from hesitating any further and just… give in.

You take a deep breath and relax your shoulders. You slip your hand over his right one and close your fingers around it, steadily guiding it to your cunt. Asahi's gaze follows the movement of your hands before he locks eyes with you.

You think it's cute that he double checks you so many times as you press his palm against your core. Even subtle, you don't fail to notice the sharp inhale he takes the moment he feels your juices run on his hand, making you needier than before.

You seem to not be the only one that is done with hesitating, as Asahi dips his head towards your entrance, lips wrapping around your clit, giving it a soft kiss. You gasp and your whole body shudders from pleasure as one of Asahi's fingers slips past your folds and enters you.

"Asahi!" his name leaves your lips and instantly his eyes run to your face as he moves back to have a better look at you.

You slowly open your eyes and lower your head as you feel the absence of his lips on your clit. Your gaze meets his own as he keeps pumping his finger inside of you, curving it every time he is knuckles-deep inside of you.

Your mouth hangs open in a quiet moan and Asahi's pupils dilate as he slowly speeds up his movements. The change in pace make you take in a sharp breath and open your mouth wider as your hand flies to Asahi's hair, grabbing it for some kind of stability. He keeps his eyes on you even when he inserts a second finger in you and you pull hard at his hair.

You tug his hair back, exposing his neck as his mouth falls open and he pants in ecstacy. For a moment you look into each others eyes while Asahi's fingers keep moving in and out of you and the room is silent apart from your wet sounds.

That is before he slowly moves his head towards your pussy; his eyes still boring on you, your hand still tangled on his black locks. You watch as his mouth opens, tongue darting out, connecting with your clit and you moan his name again; loud and clear as the first time.

This time though, Asahi doesn't let your cry distract him. His free hand rises and grabs on your hip, yanking you closer to his mouth as he flicks your clit with his tongue. The two fingers that are thrusting in and out of your pussy suddenly stop, as he starts curving them inside you, pushing them as deep as he can.

Broken moans and whimpers of his name escape your lips as your grip on his hair tightens. Your thighs start to shake as he keeps hitting that sensitive spot with his fingers. You are sure you are going to cum any minute now and you shut your eyes as you try to concentrate on your release.

A small whine gets caught in the back of your throat as Asahi's mouth leaves your clit for a second time this afternoon, but it is quickly replaced by his thumb. You are not sure what he is trying to do but your mind clears of any thoughts the moment you feel his lips on yours.

You gasp surprised and open your eyes. The sight you find facing you is one you could only have dreamt about; Asahi's face is tinted in a light pink as his soft lips move against yours, his eyes fluttered shut and his eyelids casting long shadows on his upper cheeks. Your eyes remain open as you admire him for the first time up close. But as his hand on your hip raises to cup your cheek gently and his head dips to the side to deepen the kiss, you realize you can't keep your eyelids open any longer.

Your hands wrap around his neck, fingers tangling themselves into the locks at his nape and you drown all of your moans inside his mouth. Asahi can feel every vibration, move and sound you make as his fingers keep fucking you faster and faster till your thighs are trembling violently and your walls are tightening around him.

You are so close now. So close to finally cumming. When he suddenly brings his movements almost to a stop!

You choke on your own saliva at the change of pace as his fingers lazily move inside of you. You buckle your hips in an obvious attempt at stimulation, but Asahi doesn't pick up the speed. Instead he breaks the kiss, getting a good look at your displeased pout and furrowed eyebrows.

You whine and grab his hand in between your legs, trying to make it move when Asahi lowers himself on the bed. Wrapping an arm around your waist, he pulls you down along with him until he is sitting on the bed and you are hovering a few centimeters over him.

You stare at him wide eyed as he pulls you a bit closer. You look down and gasp when you realize he is guiding you so that you are hovering over his erected dick. You look back at him as you breath deeply; this is happening. This is happening!

He ever so slowly lowers you towards him and you shift your knees on either side of him as you move your body down. You halt when the tip of his dick touches your folds and you look at him, only to see his Adam's apple bob and his lips quiver. You don't break eye contact as you start moving again; his dick sliding into your vagina easily with how wet you are.

You sigh and throw your head back when his length is all the way inside of you. You bring your hands to his shoulders when you realize he is still wearing that damn t-shirt while you have been naked for all this time. You fist his t-shirt and tug at it, but Asahi doesn't seem to understand what you are trying to tell him.

"Asahi!" you whine as you tug at his clothing again and he chuckles as he realizes what you are expecting him to do.

You manage to pull his t-shirt over his head with a bit of help from him, but as you do so, you shift your weight as you straddle his hips. You choke a moan as you feel his dick shift inside you and you try to stay still as you toss his blouse across the room.

Asahi notices the way your face crinkles when your hips move forward and he caresses your cheek with his knuckles. You lean on his touch before his other hand finds your face and he cups it with both hands, bringing you closer for a soft kiss. He plants a second kiss to your lips and then a third as his hands leave your cheeks and move down your body, gently brushing your neck, your collarbones, the curve of your breasts, until they settle on your hips again.

You moan against Asahi's mouth as he roll your hips on his before he begins lifting your body up and down. Asahi isn't too big, but that doens't mean he isn't stretching you out nicely; his dick brushing against your walls as he fucks you gently. You take deep breaths from your mouth as you keep your hands on his shoulders, leaning on him for support.

With your eyes tighly shut, you don't notice the hand that heads to your clit until it's too late. You shriek and jump as you are taken by surprise, which results in you dropping on his dick more abruptly than before. Asahi groans loudly as his fingers rub your clit and more blood rushes to your face and neck.

You bring your hips up and sink on his lap roughly, causing another loud groan to leave his lips. Your face breaks into a sly grin as you stare at Asahi, with his head thrown slightly back, eyes closed firmly and mouth gaped before you repeat the vicious movement. When you replicate the movement for a third time, Asahi opens his eyes and stares into your own mischievous ones as you carry on with that pace.

You are both exhaling deeply as you continue fucking him faster and Asahi helps you not lose speed but grabbing your sides and applying more force. You pant harder by every passing minute, but you still refuse to break eye contact with each other. One of your hands speeds to your clit, finally putting some pressure on it after Asahi became busy with helping you at jumping on his dick.

You grimace as you circle your clit and discover it feels more sensitive than before. You press down Asahi's shoulder with your other hand, trying to keep stable and focus more on your clit; the rest of your movements becoming sloppy, letting Asahi take over. He guides you nicely as his gaze lowers to watch the way his dick goes in and out of your tight hole while your fingers stroke your sensitive bud.

"God…" you slightly open your eyes as your attention snaps back to Asahi who mutters more to himself, "...you are beautiful!"

At that, your eyes fully open and Asahi raises his gaze to look at you. Your whole face is burning up from embarrassment and you bite your lips in an attempt to keep your expressions under control. You are expecting Asahi to change the pace or the position you are into or even stop, but instead of doing any of that, he burries his face in the crook of your neck.

Your face is burning as Asahi trails sloppy, wet kisses on your neck; at some spots even pausing and biting your soft flesh. You gasp for air when in combination with the neck kisses, he slips his hands from your hips to your ass, grabbing the skin there and kneading it. You moan and rub your clit faster, as you feel your high coming closer and closer.

Asahi becomes aware of how your walls clasp around his dick and gives your butt cheeks a tight squeeze, triggering a mewl from you. His left hand glides over yours and starts rubbing at your clit vigorously, like a man desperate, while his right arm snakes around your waist. His grip is firm and he leans you a bit backwards as he uses only one arm to move you on his cock, his hips pounding onto yours.

You cry out loud and intertwine your fingers with his hair. Your mouth falls open and you close your eyes as you feel your walls tightening, that familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach. Asahi's mouth drops to your breasts, kissing the area around your nipples before giving them each a quick bite; pulling with his teeth the second nipple he gets in his mouth.

"Asahi!" you gasp his name as your muscles relax and a warm liquid flows out of your vagina.

You sigh and close your eyes and Asahi lets go of your nipple. He kisses it better and minimizes his movements, loosening up his hold on you and leaving you enough space to calm down from your high.

He pulls out and you glance down between your bodies, where his dick, still red and erected, is standing. You soothe your breathing and wet your lips; and keeping one hand at his nape, you reach down with your other hand, grabbing his shaft and pumping it.

You turn to stare at him as you jerk him off; watching how his expression changes every time you squeeze him a bit more or move slightly faster. It doesn't take long before Asahi's calm demeanor breaks and you feel a thick liquid run down your fingers.

His dick softens in your hand and you close the gap between your faces as you kiss him one more time. The kiss is short yet slow and as you separate you smile sleepishly at him. Asahi stares into your eyes as he moves back a lock of your hair with his fingers. You blush and look down, realizing that you are still sitting on his lap before you crawl back and sit on the bed instead, right in front of him.

Your knees are almost touching his and you fiddle with your fingers, staring at them like they are the most interesting thing in the world. Now that your sexual intercourse came to an end, it's like it finally downs on you what you actually just did with Asahi. What that actually means!

You bring your legs closer to you and bite your thumb nervously as you raise your eyes to meet his. But, to your surprise, Asahi is staring blankly at you like he just had a revelation before he raises his eyes to meet yours and smiles widely.

"That's it!" he exclaims happily and leans forward to give you a chaste kiss.

"Stay here!" he jumps out of the bed and grabs his underwear, hastily putting it on as he runs out of the room.

You stare dumbfounded as the door bangs closed after Asahi and you stay still like he told you to do. On the other side of the door, you can hear noises as well as Haruto's disgusted screech, probably the moment he encounted Asahi at some point in the corridor. You blink and the corners of your mouth tug slightly upwards as you try to stiffle a giggle.

Asahi runs back into the room, bringing a wet towel with him. He takes a seat next to you on the bed and bites his lip, hesitating before he motions to the towel.

"Can I...?"

You raise your eyebrows as his intentions sink in and you smile at him, "I thought that I made it clear that you can touch me."

Asahi blushes at your choice of words before he nods and starts wiping your thighs, cleaning them from any sticky liquids that are staining them. He tries to be as gentle as he can and when he finishes, he looks at you, dark bangs falling over his eyes.

You blush under his stare and he moves his hair out of his line of vision as he looks at you. He opens his mouth, takes a deep breath and closes it immediately after, like he has trouble finding the right words.

He shakes his head and turns to you again, "Will you… pose for me?"

You tilt your head to the side, a bit confused.

"I think I found a pose I like."

"Oh." is all you say, remebering why you came here in the first place.

"Of course!" you give him a toothy grin, "That's why I am here!"

Asahi chuckles and pushes his hair back as he looks the other way. None of you have fully recovered from what just happened between you and that is very much obvious.

He gets up and without putting on any more clothing, he moves to stand behind his canva, glancing at you from time to time as he rearranges his brushes. You smile at him every time your eyes meet and every time he averts his eyes to the floor shyly.

"Can you move to the center of the bed?" Asahi asks you as he points to the center with one of his brushes.

You nod and do as he said, settling in the center and waiting for further instructions. Your eyes meet Asahi's and you hold the gaze for a moment as you smile shyly at each other before Asahi focuses on sharpening his pencil and you look at your open palms on your lap.

Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea in the end you think as you raise your gaze again and meet Asahi's. He blushes and looks at the canva, pretending to be busy with figuring the arrangement of the painting before his gaze locks with yours inevitably.

And he smiles big. And you smile back. And you both avert your eyes.

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[nonranghaes]

"oh... careful."

asahi stops you before you can walk any further, lowering himself down to one knee before you. wordlessly, he pulls your undone shoelaces loose so that he can tie them properly. you watch as he pulls it tight, looking up at you for a second before he stands back up.

"there." he says. for a second, his eyes glimpse down to your lips, and then back to your eyes. he says nothing, though, and instead takes your hand. "sorry for stopping you--"

"its okay," you giggle, intertwining your fingers with his. quickly, you lean in to peck him on the cheek. "thank you for looking for me, honey."

no matter how long you've been together, asahi always gets flustered when you call him by a term of endearment. usually, you just call him by his name... but you like the way he smiles, squeezing your hand a little. he goes on talking about the museum he's taking you to, and you just smile, nodding along and asking questions, happy to see him excited.

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[wooahaes]

you’re the only one for me

pairing: non-idol!asahi x fem!reader

genre: fluff

word count: ~0.6k

warnings: n/a just sleepy, sappy sahi

daisy’s notes: soft sappy sahi aka my lifeblood...... hes my weird guy and i love him :(

Asahi felt like he might truly, genuinely, be deeply in love with you.

This wasn’t the first time you’d slept over at his apartment. Jaehyuk would always say the most genuine, gentle reminder to just say the word if he needed to leave or put in earbuds (from the others, it might be teasing, but Asahi knew Jaehyuk well: he didn’t want to make things awkward for either of you) whenever Asahi said you’d be staying the night. It was still relatively early in your relationship (one year of dating was coming up in a few months), but he felt safer when you stayed there instead of crossing the city late at night. At first, you’d take his bed while he slept on the couch, but after a while, sleeping in the same bed was... comfortable. More comfortable than he thought it would be. Sure, the two of you had napped together once or twice, but something about getting ready for bed together and going to sleep felt more intimate.

“It feels like...” He had begun one day while Jaehyuk made breakfast--it was his turn, and he felt like cooking. “She’s just... right.”

Jaehyuk had looked up. “Like a soulmate?”

He nodded. Like a soulmate. You felt like you were always going to be it. At first, he had chalked it up to you infatuation. But that feeling never truly went away. It had hidden itself underneath a warm giddiness early in your relationship, but it found a home in his heart and stayed there long after. Everything about being with you felt safe and warm in a way that he never wanted to let go of. Jaehyuk had said it was sweet to hear him wax poetic about you, and it’d only flustered him further when he was just... speaking his mind. If that came out in sweet phrases, then that was just how he felt about you.

But tonight was a little different. He’d been watching the clock, waiting as it slowly ticked down. From 11:55, to 11:56, to 11:57... All while you peacefully snoozed beside him, your head on his shoulder as the movie’s ending credits continued to roll. He’d shut his laptop in a minute. He just wanted to keep time, the soft music playing over his speakers. Maybe he’d tell you the ending later, or maybe he’d get you to rewatch it with him.

11:59. He reached forward, slowly easing his laptop shut after he closed out of his Netflix browser page. He was counting each second. He put his laptop away, and then turned over. gently reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair behind your ear. You stirred a little at the action, only to nuzzle forward into his chest.

He glanced at his phone as he hit sixty. 12:00 am. Asahi leaned forward, lips grazing your forehead. “Happy birthday,” he said quietly. “I love you.”

When you said nothing, he assumed you must be asleep. But you snuggled closer to him again, arms wrapping around him and squeezing gently. “I love you, too.”

He smiled to himself, and shut his eyes. Part one done, he thought to himself. Now he just had to make sure the rest of your birthday was a happy one. And for you? He’d do anything if it meant seeing your smile again.

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[acaiasahi]

✶ pancakes for dinner ; hamada asahi

synopsis. you confess your love for your best friend before your plane crashes.

info. angst. hamada asahi x gn!reader. 689 words.

warnings. plane crash, crying, free falling (?), allusions of death (not specified but reader DOES NOT die), grammar errors, lowercase + smaller text intended, proofread, lmk if i'm missing anything!

[ now playing . . . ] pancakes for dinner by lizzie mcalpine

the plane jerks forward and causes your hands to grip onto the seat's arm rests. your breath is held in your lungs, too afraid that one tiny exhale will cause a butterfly effect.

pure fear wracks through your body, eyes screwed shut but ultimately opening as you look out the plane's window.

the sky resembles a nautical blue hue and as the plane begins drooping, your heart tumbles within your chest like loose change in a tote bag.

matcha-colored hills take over the sapphire sky, the plane slightly dropping before recovering and although the fear is most definitely prominent within your body, you can't help but feel utter regret.

it's a mush of a emotions really. feelings upon feelings, words being muddled and unspoken. yes, pure regret.

flashes of moments with your loved ones leave as quickly as they come, but soon come to a screeching halt upon one boy.

the boy that's your best friend. god, the boy who makes you feel love, anger, guilt. the boy who stares at you like you put the stars in the sky but you somehow always miss his longing gaze.

hamada asahi.

the world's most beautiful boy who you love so dearly is patiently waiting for you at the airport with a bouquet of flowers in his hands, completely oblivious to how your plane keeps drooping lower and almost ready to crash into the deep, verdant green hills.

mustering all the strength within, you remove your white-knuckled hands off the arm rests, whipping your phone out to call him.

your fingers tremble as you swipe through your contacts to find him. quickly pressing the 'call' button, the ringing ends and an automated voice appears.

the person you are trying to currently reach is not accepting calls. please press one to leave a voicemail.

the hope in your body dissolves, hands shakily removing the device from your ear to press the 'one' button. curse him for always having his phone on do not disturb.

you sigh, completely ignoring the automated voice who walks you through the instructions until the sound of the beep blares into your ears.

"asahi, it's y/n. t-this plane is getting super crazy an-and i'm scared that there's gonna be an accident and i won't b-be able to see yo-you again," your words tumble around in your mouth, quite literally speaking just to speak at this point. you sigh, attempting to ignore the horrified screams of the other passengers as you continue.

a panicked laugh leaves your chapped lips, "i should tell you this, y-you deserve to know. i want to eat pancakes for dinner with you, a-and i wanna get stuck in your head, or do that super cringey thing where we dance and kiss in the rain," your laugh is genuine at the thought of doing these mundane things with your best friend.

"it sounds stupid, i know," you begin, hesitancy practically seeping through as you try to find the right words. "i love you, i'm in love with you. i always have been, i love you, i love you, i love you," your words are on repeat like a broken record as you begin to cry. tears falling freely like a waterfall, streaks left behind on your face due to sadness and regret for not expressing your romantic feelings for him.

your sobs begin to die down, wiping your tears with the sleeve of your — asahi's hoodie. the fabric soaks up all your sorrows, as you sniffle.

"i'm not sure how this'll end, but i just want you to know that i'm proud of you. whatever happens, please be happy. be happy for me, okay? i love you." your words cut off with a sob.

a loud beep causes your brain to go numb, the voices around you soon turning into white noise as the plane drops. your eyes glance over to the window, watching as you free fall. the beautiful greenery becomes your doom as the plane tumbles and turns.

you shut your eyes, leaning back against the headrest with asahi finding refuge in the back of your mind before everything just goes black.

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[ 🎧 ] jaydi's notes. there will be a pt. 2 to this! i hope u enjoy this, i was in my feels laurkey so saurry for the consistent angst LOL

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[blossominghunnie]

𝐙𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐩𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐞

Day 2

Pairing: Hamada Asahi x fem!oc

Genre: Horror, zombie apocalypse au, all of us are dead inspired

Summary: One day Haneul was a normal student and the next she was running from zombies with her almost boyfriend, her friends and classmates, trying to survive.

Warning: Cussing, mentions of death, blood, zombies

Notes: Had to include a zombie apocalypse jsjs.

Haneul never imagined her junior year of high school to go like this. She was supposed to keep her good grades, and have a great time with her friends, before applying to her dream school to study medicine.

But life had other plans, she supposed.

Instead, she, Asahi, her friend group and some classmates were running from the eating flesh monsters they’ve been calling zombies.

“Hurry, get in here!” Someone shouted as they opened the door to a classroom on the third floor.

“Come on, come on!”

“AH!” Haneul heard someone scream, she was in the middle of the group so she had to jump a little to see who it was.

Horrified, she turned around and started weeping. She felt a hand intertwining with hers. “Are you okay? What happened?”

She couldn’t speak until almost all were safe and sound on the classroom.

“Hayun was bitten.” She started crying.

“Oh, honey.” He hugged her tightly. “I’m so sorry.”

The girl couldn’t believe it, she lost her best friend since she was 3.

“I know it’s tough but you know I’m always here for you.”

“Thank you, Sahi.” She hugged him tightly.

“Anytime, Hannie.”

Days passed and more friends and classmates were transformed to zombies, reducing the once big group to a small group of 7; Haneul, Asahi, Junkyu, Jeongwoo, Yoshi, Jihoon and Jaehyuk.

The moral was too low because of this but if they wanted to keep surviving they needed a new plan.

“I know we are devastated cause of the losses we’ve had but we need to keep moving.” Jihoon spoke looking at his remaining friends.

“Ji is right, we can morn once we are safe.” Jaehyuk backed him up.

“Alright, what’s the plan?” Asahi asked from his place against the wall. Haneul was cuddled up on his right arm, looking dissociated. The past couple of days hadn’t been the best. She was fine one minute and the next she felt like shit.

She was grateful the blonde never left her side.

She had a “complicated” relationship with Asahi. They weren’t a couple but they definitely weren’t friends. They were very touchy with the other, at least in private he was too. In public he limited himself to hand holding and hugging.

He was planning on asking her to be his girlfriend when all hell broke loose. She meant everything to him and wanted to make things official.

He would have to do it once this mess was over.

Anyway, the group agreed to leave the classroom at sunrise, and head straight to the woods where they would look for a shelter for survivors.

Thankfully it was raining by the time they had to go, which meant it would make zombies go numb and it would be easier for them to walk pass them.

They carefully speed walked and killed any creature that tried to attack them.

Asahi had Haneul by the hand and tried his best for her to not see any of her dead friends, she was pretty sensitive so he knew seeing them again and in that state would break her even more.

They successfully made it to the woods without getting hurt.

That was until they reached a street, and walked farther. There, they saw a big amount of zombies.

Freaking out, they hold their weapons tighter and pointed to their heads.

They were struggling but had a good pace so they didn’t come too close to them.

Until Asahi got distracted for a second.

“ASAHI! LOOK OUT.” Haneul shouted, not caring that more zombies could come.

By the time he turned around one bit him on the leg.

“NO!” The girl cried hard and ran to help him. She killed the pest and held the blonde, placing him on the floor.

“You’re gonna be okay, love.” She repeated over and over, it felt as if it was more to comfort herself than for the Japanese.

Meanwhile he just looked at her with glassy eyes. He caressed her cheek softly.

“Thank you for everything, princess. I never got to tell you but I wanted to make you my girl and that I also love you so so much.” A tear fell slowly as he finished what he thought were gonna be his final words.

“I love you so much too, Sahi. And I would have loved to be your girlfriend.” She sobbed and hugged him tightly.

“Han, we have to go. There’s more coming.” Yoshi worriedly said.

“B-but I can’t leave him.”

“We have to, I’m sorry.” He looked at her with a sad expression.

“But it doesn’t look like he’s transforming. He could be a hambie.” She insisted, calling him a term that one of their late friends used to describe a psycho classmate that tried to kill them at the beginning of the crisis.

He sighted. “Okay, but if he turns we’ll need to kill him. Now come on, let’s get out of here.”

She nodded and grabbed the blonde with the help of Jeongwoo. Putting his arms around their shoulders.

They continued their journey until they saw a jail that was being used as a Safe Zone.

The doctors there ran some tests, asked them a few questions and in no time they were on their own tents, located by the quarantine zone.

The pair was laying down on the mattress that was provided to them, cuddling. Haneul had her head on his chest and Asahi had his arm around her waist.

Turns out, he indeed was a hambie. He was perfectly fine, so far.

The blonde asked the girl the long awaited question right after they settled so, they could proudly say they were finally dating.

Them and their friends could feel like everything was okay, at last.

But only time would tell what was going to happen next.

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[goddamnosamu]

Two Ghosts Falling

Part 2 of [12:49am]: Writing songs is not easy

Pairing: idol!Asahi x reader 

Word count: 1373

Warning: alcohol mention but nothing too serious

A/N: This was so long overdue, and I’m really sorry for that. It’s just been pretty hectic with stuff that’s going on in my life but I decided to at least make a part 2 of the story that I first wrote and posted in this account. I’m thankful for all the hearts and reblogs, it truly makes me happy that people continue to like my work even if I’m gone for a long time. I’ll try to post once things start to look up for me, but for now please enjoy this. I apologize for the pain LMAO I love angst <3 leave a comment, reblog, or heart if you enjoyed it.

“In short, I screwed up,” 

Of course, the shock that his members had on their faces was enough to tell that they were disappointed in him, albeit won’t really say it to his face. It was painfully obvious; who was even to blame for a relationship that felt one-sided despite the two loving each other? Asahi doesn’t even know what time it was when he finished telling his break-up story to the members. Without hearing a word from them, he left the room trying to calm himself down because he never really learned how to cope with the pain that he caused to both of you. Writing his thoughts didn’t help anymore, bottling up his feelings will only leave him crying for hours, and painting will only end up with art that resonates with his agony from both the stress of being an idol and losing you. Thinking back, he never really knew how to cope because he was always met with your comfort when he was stressed. 

It’s been months and he still can’t bring himself to go out. The only time he does go out is when he has a schedule for the day or one of the members promised free coffee. Anything other than that, he only checks the lives of other people on social media. Surprisingly, you didn’t block him in your account and you retained your account for the public to see. He could see you succeed in the stories you told him about, and even the little celebration posts. Asahi continues to see you striving in your own life without him, yet he is still miserable the day you left him. He wanted to patch things up with you; try to tell you that he needs you and he regrets his actions. But when that time does come, he’s afraid he’ll run out of things he can say to bring you back. 

At an early night, Asahi reluctantly agrees to spend a night in a bar with the other members. The members were pestering him about it and he only went just to get them off his back. He has been stressed enough already, but he really didn’t think that alcohol will solve his problems. Arriving at the local bar, Asahi was immediately welcomed by the strong scent of alcohol and the blaring music coming from the speakers around the bar. He was immediately dragged by Jihoon to the bartender and ordered a drink for the both of them. As soon as they got their drinks, where Asahi doesn’t even know what Jihoon got for him, he was left alone to ponder his thoughts and alcohol ready for his escape. 

Asahi doesn’t know how long they’ve been in here, but all he knows is he’s at his 4th cocktail. He was tipsy, but he manages to get a hold of himself for the time being in case the other members needed help going home. He admits to himself that the alcohol has helped a bit in forgetting; his mind is more focused on the music and seeing some of the members laugh their asses off on the dance floor. 

“Hamada Asahi. Here I thought you completely locked yourself up in the studio.”

It can’t be. 

“(y/n)?” Asahi said shakily, his eyes immediately filled with remorse. He knew it was inevitable that you’d meet each other, but he doesn’t expect it to be this early – denying the fact that he was just afraid to see you while he was still at his lowest. 

“How have you been?” you answered, completely unfazed by his heavy demeanor while you sat beside him. 

“Still locked in the studio, the others just dragged me here.” Asahi recovered from his shock, grabbing confidence from the alcohol he has. 

“How about you?’

“Oh, you know – same old, same old. Finally getting on track with my life and what I wanted to do,”

Asahi knew what you were talking about – of course, he does. The achievements on your social media, the updates about your life he hears when the others talk about you; you were practically there in every corner he looks. He looks at you as you waved to a person he’s unfamiliar with, probably a colleague you met from your now successful life. He’d wish for you to elaborate more, even if the stories were already told by you or others. It was too selfish for him to think of wanting to get back with you but needs to hear it from you, even if it meant that he was going to hurt again in the next couple of months.

“You know, I never wanted things to end,” he whispered, although you completely heard him. “All I ever wanted was to be by your side. I never knew how to write songs anymore because I lost all my inspiration for it. I’m sorry, but I can’t deal with the fact that you probably won’t talk about me to anyone or someone you wouldn’t want around or –”

“You are so fucking selfish.”

He looked at you in shock. Tears well up in your eyes as you bite your lip to prevent yourself from breaking down right then and there.

“You don’t get to decide what should I be in the relationship. You don’t even have the right to say that I’m the reason you’re miserable. How about me, Asahi? Did you ever stop and consider how I was feeling? The whole time in that relationship, I never even felt the love you bragged to others or the songs you wrote about me.” you stared at him while he can’t even bring himself to look at you. He knew you were right. This was what he wanted, right? For you to say what you’ve always wanted to say after the breakup. He looked at you as you continued. 

“And the worst part of all of that was that I still loved you.”

“I’m sorry.” pathetic, he thinks about himself.

“It’s already too late for that,” you murmured as you stared at your half-empty glass. 

“Look, I know I broke a lot of what I promised you when I dated you–”

“You didn’t just break promises, Asahi. You broke me, and honestly, I don’t know why I even continue to sit beside you right now and explain yourself.” you spat at him while paying for your drink. You were about to walk away when I suddenly grabbed your hand.

“Please don’t leave. I don’t know what I am now without you,” his tears were falling at this point. You both were probably getting stares but Asahi didn’t care. All he wanted was you, even if it meant that you both will try to remember how it feels to be one again.

“Let go, Asahi.”

“No, I don’t want to. Please just hear me out, I’ll–”

“And why the fuck should I listen to you? I said let go.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you” his voice quivered, full of hurt and despair. He didn’t know what else to say other than apologies and desperation. 

“But you fucking did, didn’t you? You fucking did,” you scowled at him as your tears were now running down your cheeks.

You removed his hand from your arm and immediately left. He continues to kneel on the floor, trying to process everything that happened while his hands were on his head. His head was pounding and his body felt like giving up, but his chest was the most painful of all. It was like his heart was breaking again after it was pieced together forcefully. He gets the feeling that you’ll never need him again – he knew you didn’t but what other choice did he have to at least get through the day? He continued to hope before today, but tonight and the days to come will definitely feel like falling into a hole of despair where he won’t know how to save himself anymore. When he looks up, he never saw you again. All he heard was one of the members trying to get him to come back to his senses but his mind was too focused on remembering how his heart was supposed to beat without you, forever.

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[ssssachi]

Letters and Love!

17 - infatuated or love?

Looking at Asahi’s last message for what it seemed the nth time, you lightly slap your cheeks to refrain from smiling like an idiot over that simple sentence. Well yeah, some might say it’s simple but for you it was sure special. So special that as if you could almost threw your heart up from all the fast beating that was accelerated by that one man who made you feel this way. Who wouldn’t go feral after your crush called you cute!?

Even though you tried to stop your smiles, you still can’t help but feel giddy ‘bout the message that he sent. You even recall all the moments that you and Asahi had spent time with each other, you can’t seem to stop thinking about him. Was this still a silly crush? Or an ‘obsession’ or perhaps is it, love…? Nah, it’s certainly not love. You’re only infatuated with him, yeah…you only like him…that’s all.

Needless to say, it’s totally impossible not to be in love with Hamada Asahi. He already has someone he loves, so you would only hurt yourself more to love him when he has someone he dearly cherishes and not you. That’s why it would be impossible loving him. Though, you must admit, you envied Yuki for having Asahi to herself. Asahi was the sweetest and weirdest person you’ve ever encountered. Sometimes in school, he would always space out and do questionable stuff that can make the whole class laugh. He was indeed the sweetest when you saw him, the very day you first saw him, taking care over the homeless people on the streets. You were supposed to hand them your old clothes and food but when you saw him smiling and handing out some burger to them, you heart suddenly warmed. A wave of excitement and ache makes way to your heart. Oh shoot maybe you’re really in love?

Maybe, just maybe, you also want Asahi to yourself. But what can you do? You’re just a mere friend to him and that was enough for you. A friend whom he can rely to. Welp, let’s stop talking about this dramatic ass thing and focus at this present.

After thinking about your undying crush love to Asahi, you felt a pair of arms sneaking its way to your waist. A chin sit its way comfortably to your shoulder. You felt goosebumps as the person’s breath makes contact within your exposed neck.

“I- please Doyoung you scared the crap out of me.” You cursed and flicker his forehead in the process. He then groans and snuggle himself to you more, hugging your body tightly from your back.

“Hmm, that Asahi has been monopolizing your attention. I need to up my game don’t I, princess?” Doyoung said with his morning voice that was almost as deep and low like the ocean. ok wtf

Holly molly that sound so hot. But I’d like to hear Asahi’s though..

You thought. You rub your temples together and break yourself from his hug. Facing him, you push him down to your bed. The first thing you noticed was his bed hair. Carefully, you fix his hair while he only looks at your face. Busy fixing his hair you didn’t notice a pair of arms sneak its way again to your waist.

Her lips. What if—

“Uh— ouch! Why did you pull my hair?!” Doyoung complains, now fully wide awake.

“I know you too well. You were just about to doze off!” You argue with your hands resting on your hip.

“I did not!”

“You did!”

“Did not!”

“You did!”

“This is why you’re adopted.”

“This is why you’re neglected.”

“Ugh!” With that he pulls your hair slight harder from what you did making some of your strands fall onto his grip. The both of you were quiet for a while. Dead silence looking at your stands of hair from Doyoung’s hand.

“Oh it is so on.”

A cat fight soon broke out. Let’s say, rest was...history.

The both of you were interrupted by your bedroom’s door being open. Junghwan barge in the room and looks at the two of you like he had seen it for a couple of times. This was nothing new to him, it was all normal.

“Mama said the two of you should eat. She made waffles and oh. Haruto and Jeongwoo hyung are here. So make yourselves AT LEAST presentable.” He with that he walks out of the room, not closing the door.

Your hair was just messy as Doyoung’s hair. And because of the fight, Doyoung was forced to sleep in Junghwan’s room as usual.

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Description: Y/N has been crushing on Hamada Asahi for a while (since freshman). Now that they’re in the final year of senior high, she plans on confessing to him now or never!! But ofc, there are obstacles that must be faced. And that obstacle, is his alleged GIRLFRIEND!??? She badly wants to shoot her shot but knowing her crush has already have a lover, she decides to only write him letters full of love and confessions and continue admiring him from a far. With no plans on revealing her identity to him whatsoever. Or that’s what she thought..

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a/n: huhu again i’m NOT satisfied with this chapter i’m sorry if this doesn’t make sense i swear i’ll improve my writing skillz 😼 + I wasn’t too sure of posting this one 🥹

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[kpop-kitkat]

Not Ready | Hamada Asahi

pairing | boyfriend! hamada asahi x pregnant!f reader

genre/cw | mention of sex, condom, anxiety attacks, angst, unwanted pregnancy, tears, hurt comfort, very sweet bf asahi, much fluff

wc | 1.9k

notes | none, except asahi is so sweet I can’t-

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

I sat on the sofa with my phone in hand, staring at my handsome boyfriend on the screen.

 "I miss you Jagi. Two more days until I get to see you," said Asahi through FaceTime. 

 "That's way too long," I sighed, pouting my lips and giving him puppy eyes.

 "Believe me Y/n, if it was my choice, I'd be cuddling you on that couch right now."

 "I know you would Sahi," I yawned, stretching my arms out.

 "Well, I don't want to keep you up. Get some sleep Jagi, I'll text you in the morning," he said with his beautiful smile that I am addicted to.

 "Night night," I waved, ending the call with a heavy heart. 

 I was about to set my phone down and go clean up the kitchen for the night, when a notification stopped me.

Health App

Your period was likely to start eight days ago. Have you started your period yet?

I clicked on the notification and noticed I was late. And I'm never late. But I considered the fact that I've been two weeks early before, so maybe it was just all over the place. I continued the clean up the kitchen and get a good eight hours of sleep. 

~~~~~

I arose with a sun ray shining in my eyes. I eagerly looked at my phone to see a text from "Jagi💕" .

Morning Beautiful

I smiled and texted back, "Morning Sahi." 

 I quickly got ready for the day, since the thought of Asahi returning the next day had me in a good mood.

I jammed out in the shower as usual, and was putting my makeup on when a notification gave me a jump scare. Of course I put my ringer all the way up.

Health App

Your period was likely to start nine days ago. Have you started your period yet?

This time, the notification gave me an unwanted anxiety attack. My heart rate picked up rapidly and I felt slightly dizzy. But I had to reassure myself it was fine. 

Today, I had made plans with friends, so I pushed my anxious thoughts away and enjoyed myself. 

~~~~~

Me and my friends Jisoo, Sana, and Yiren, all walked out of our favourite resturant with very full stomachs.

 "Thanks Sana," me, Jisoo, and Yiren said simultaneously, since Sana paid for the meal.

 "Of course! Anything for my besties," she giggled.

 We all sang Disney karaoke before stopping at me and Asahi's house. 

 "Thanks for the ride. Goodnight!" I waved as they drove away. 

Once in the house, I showered and got into bed, since it was already 10:45 p.m. and I was exhausted. I collapsed in bed and waited for sleep to overtake me, when anxiety returned. I tossed and turned, trying to win, but I failed. 

"It can't be, it can't be," I kept repeating to myself.

I sat up and rocked back and forth, tears threatening to fall. I decided I wasn't getting any sleep, even though I was tired, so I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet with the lid down. I held my head in my hands and tried to get my mind off of the situation. I kept telling myself everything was alright, but my violently shaking body told me otherwise. I felt dizzy and hot, and decided I was going to suffer if I didn't confirm it. I was even afraid to think of the word, let alone say it out loud. 

That night. It was about thirty five days ago. I was terribly lovesick, and needy. So Asahi and I decided to have a fun night with protection. I vividly remember seeing him slip on the condom... I know my brain wasn't tricking me. I wasn't drunk for heaven's sake. 

I trembled as I reached into the bathroom vanity drawer. I pulled out a box which held a Clear Blue... pregnancy test. I read the instructions with hazy eyes, and followed them carefully. 

~~~~~

I set the test on the counter to let it calibrate. 

 "Why am I shaking? It's gonna be negative... It's gonna be negative..." I tried to reassure myself.

I clasped my hands together and prayed for a negative result.

Beep

This was it. The results could mean two different things. One, I was paranoid and anxious for nothing, or two, me and Asahi's lives have changed forever. I preferred the first one very much. I love kids, but me and Asahi haven't really discussed the idea of having children. I didn't want to give him such a responsibility. And I didn't know if he'd leave me because of it.

I took a deep breath before picking it up and examining the result.

Pregnant 3 Weeks

I dropped the test in disbelief and let the tears fall. It felt like my life was coming to an end. We're only twenty one...

~~~~~

I rubbed my red eyes as waited for Asahi to step in through the door. I had been so lonely. Normally, I would try to dress nicely for my boyfriend, but I didn't feel like making an effort, especially since my morning sickness began to kick in. So I wore a t-shirt and shorts, with no makep and messy hair, which Asahi claimed to love.

I heard keys being inserted into the door. My heart rate sped up immediately. I ran to the door and waited. Asahi then stepped in through. He gave me a warm smile before setting down the f/c rose bouquet he bought me and extended his arms towards me. I giggled excitedly before rushing towards him and jumping into his embrace, wrapping my legs around his waist. He stumbled back a bit, but was quick to regain his balance and hug me back. He then began kissing all around my face. 

"I missed you so much Jagi," he smiled, before kissing my lips sweetly.

I hung onto his neck and kissed him back, letting all of my worries melt away.

 "Never leave me again please," I mumbled, pulling away and jumping off of him to examine the bouquet. "These are beautiful Sahi," I mentioned. "Thank you."

He laughed before pecking my lips as he began to scroll through his phone. "All the guys are hanging at the studio, but I told them I wanted to spend tonight with you. Unless you'd rather be alone, I-

"No! I want to be with you," I responded quickly.

"Good," he sighed. "Well, I'm going to take a shower. I'll be down to cuddle and whatever with you," he assured, setting his phone down on the kitchen counter before ascending the stairs. 

As he left, I grabbed his phone. When the lock screen lit up, it was a picture of him and I on our first date. I smiled at it before using facial recognition to unlock it. Yes, we had each other's faces saved on our phones. As I looked through his texts, I saw the Treasure group chat. Asahi really did tell them, "Sorry, won't make it tonight. I need to spend time with Y/n. I've been away too long. I'll see you guys tomorrow", to which Junkyu replied "It's fine. Go spend some time with your future wife ;)". It made me feel a bit guilty, but Asahi wanted to spend time with me, so I brushed it off.

I set it down and yawned as I ran a hand through my hair. I then decided to put on a movie and make popcorn for the two of us. I even made the couch super cozy with way too many blankets and pillows. We could make a fort honestly. 

As I waited for my boyfriend, realization hit me like a brick. How was I going to tell him we were having a baby? And how would he react? He's an idol, and a busy one at that. Is this the best thing for us? We're not even engaged. 

Asahi then walked in, his hair messy and dripping wet, wearing a t-shirt and flannel pants. It baffles me how a mortal being could be so ethereal. He smirked at my blushing face, which I failed at hiding.

He then sat beside me and patted his lap, signaling for me to sit on it. I smiled before complying. I situated myself onto his lap and leaned into his chest, pulling a blanket over us. I also grabbed the remote control and pressed play on the K-Drama I had chosen.

We shared our warmth and our hearts began to beat in sync. Then, I heard him begin to hum the melody to his song, Darari. 

"It's much better when you sing," I suggested, eyes closed.

 "Darararararari, neol bogo isseum eumagi, Babe. Neoreul wihan mellodi mellodi, yeah. Nega myujeunikka jal deureobwa, play it. Darararararari, neol bogo isseum eumagi, Babe. Neoreul wihan mellodi mellodi, yeah. Nega myujeunikka jal deureobwa, play it," he sung with his angelic voice. It almost lulled me to sleep.

I came to a conclusion. I had to tell him now. It was better for the both of us. As I thought about how I was going to say it, he noticed my breathing become heavier.

"Are you nervous about something?" he asked, leaning his head on top of mine.

As much as I tried to stop it, tears began to silently make their way down my face. He heard my sniffle and turned my body around so he could see my face. He wiped my tears with his thumbs and gave me a sympathetic look. 

"Y/n, Jagi what's wrong?"

"I'm so sorry Asahi," I cried.

He gave me a confused look. "Sorry for what? I'm confused." 

"I'm pregnant," I said, wanting to get it over with. I was scared for what was to come, so I closed my eyes and tried to escape his hold. But I reopened them when Asahi didn't let me go. Instead, I saw a happy smile on his face.

"Why are you sorry about that?" he chuckled, eyes tearing up in happiness.

"You're not angry at me?" I asked.

"Of course not! I'm going to be a dad! You're not pranking me, are you?" 

I was shocked at his reaction, but I shook my head to answer his question.  

 "How could I be angry with you? If I was, it wouldn't make sense because I did this to you technically speaking," he laughed, bringing me some comedic relief.

 "I just thought, you know, you being a busy idol and all, you'd be overwhelmed and breakup with me," I admitted, looking down.

 "Hey," he tilted my chin up. "I love you, okay? And having a baby won't change that. I know it's a big responsibility for the both of us, but I'm willing to walk with you every step of the way. It's not going to be easy, but I believe we will get through it because we have love and trust. I will never leave you," he explained, causing me to tear up. "Let's go on this new journey together, alright?" he asked, connecting our foreheads.

"Alright," I laughed, trying to hold back the tears. "I love you so much Asahi. Thank you," I said, hugging him.

He hugged back immediately, then pulled away to bring me into a loving kiss. His hands made their way down to my stomach, where they began to rub circles.

 "I can't wait to meet them," he smiled into the kiss before pulling away and getting back into our cuddling position.

 "I l.o.v.e y.o.u."

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[asahicore]

would treasure still love you if you were a worm?

author's note. i know this trend died ages ago but i was having silly little thoughts and giggling to myself so i thought why not just write it down and share the silliness with everyone... have this while i finish my jihoon fic <3

hyunsuk

for some reason, he would think you were adorable for asking that question. he’d smile really wide, eyes crinkling as he hugged you and called you cute over and over again. he wouldn’t answer, would just shake his head and chuckle at you, completely endeared. even if you asked the question over and over again, he’d flat out ignore you and continue to chuckle and call you cute. 

jihoon

he just does not take you seriously. it’s been hours since you asked the question and he’s still making fun of you for it, to the point that you regret bringing the topic up in the first place. he hasn’t given you any sort of answer too, just thinks it’s hilarious you would ask that. but then you say that you would dump him if he became a worm, and he starts an argument over it.

junkyu

i feel like he’s the only one who would actually give a satisfactory answer. correct me if i’m wrong, but doesn’t he already keep some sort of animal? he’d build you a little worm house with everything worms need and would look after you and talk to you every day. 

yoshi

he’d actually beat you to asking that question. he’d come home one day looking really worried, and when you asked him what was wrong, would ask you if you’d still love him if he became a worm. if you reply anything else other than yes, he’d be so upset and would need so much comforting.

jaehyuk

for some reason i think you asking him that question would make him so upset. like he’d start imagining you actually turning into a worm and he would just start crying, mourning your human form. you’d end up having to coddle him instead of the other way around.

asahi

he knows you, and he knows you’d start pouting for no reason if he told you the truth, so he plays along, telling you yes of course i’ll still love you no matter what don’t worry. but if it really happened, he’d put you outside so you could find other worm friends.

doyoung

“the real question is, would you still love me if you were a worm?” he thinks that by becoming a worm you’d lose your ability to love, among other emotions, so really, he’s the one who should be worried. anyway, it wouldn’t be a problem for him - he’d rizz anything up, even a worm.

haruto

listen he is a busy man with a tiring job, he doesn’t need the additional stress. he tells you straight-up no, and desperately tries to understand why that makes you so upset, to no avail. “but babe, worms aren’t sexy…”

jeongwoo

you were really excited to ask him that question and see his reaction, but then he just says he would eat you and doesn’t give any further explanation no matter how hard you try to get one out of him. 

junghwan

he’s another one that gets stressed out. he really wants to say yes, but realistically, he knows it wouldn’t be possible and that even if he kept you in a cage or something he’d move on at some point. when he tells you this, naturally, you get very upset, so he tries to make it up to you the whole evening, but he’s just as shaken as you are about the thought of you turning into a worm.

not bothering the taglist for this one lmaoo

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[malereaderpage]

grind on | hamada asahi

► asahi x bottom virgin male reader

► smut

"what club is this exactly, haru?" you ask your friend. he smirks at you. "a gay bar, duh." he answers your question. "why are we at a gay bar exactly?" you question him. "to loose our virginity, dumbass. come on, don't you get horny frequently? now that we are of legal age, let's get our grind on." says haru. 'he does have a point.' you think to yourself. you give in. "alright, alright." haru claps his hands in excitement. "okay, let's have a few shots just to get us tipsy, i'm sure we'd like to remember this unforgettable night!" he squeals.

you chuckle and nod in agreement. "okay, now, let's split up and meet here again at midnight which is in four hours. if something goes wrong, call me my phone will be off of silent but please just call me if it's something serious, got it?" you hum in response. "got it, i will and same goes for you, haru."

the two of you split up. you roam around inside the club, not sure how to do this. you don't have alot of experience, especially when it comes to wooing someone. you sigh and lean against the wall. "what am i doing?" you mumble, asking yourself. you look up and allow your eyes to scan through the dance floor of dancing guys. a few catches your eyes  but you don't dare go up to any of them, too scared that'll you'll just embarrass yourself.

while you contemplate your life choices, someone has you peeking their interest. he stops a waiter and whispers something in his ear, still keeping his eyes on you. the waiter nods and approaches you. "hey, uh, someone told me to tell you to meet him in room 569." he leaves before you can interrogate him.

after a few moments of silent conflict, debating in your head to go or not, you decide to go. 'come on y/n, you came here to loose your virginity. oh god, please be a young handsome man and not a old creepy guy.' you think to yourself as you approach room 569. you knock on the door, hearing no one you invite yourself in and close the door behind you. there's no one. you sit on the bed that's provided. you stare at your lap until a knock rings through your ears, making you look up.

you gulp. the door opens and it reveals a handsome looking guy. you feel yourself relax and you mentally sigh in relief. 'good lord he's hot.' you think to yourself. "are you the one that told that waiter to tell me to meet in this room?" you ask him. closing the door behind him and leaning against the wall, his hands sliding into his pant's pockets he nods in response. "you are of legal age, right?" he inqures. you nod. "...why?" you ask him. he pushes himself off of the wall and approaches you. you lean back when he reaches the bed, his hands on both sides on the bed next to your thighs. "because i want to fuck you." he says lowly. "that's if you grant me permission to, of course." he adds. your heart skips a few beats.

you are nervous yet excited, already you can feel your starting to become hard. "may i fuck you?" he questions, his hand goes onto your thigh and he squeezes, making you gasp as your breathing escalates. "y-yes." you stutter. "what's your name, pretty boy?" his hand travels up further. "y/n." you reply. "w-what's your n-name?" you curse yourself mentally, still very nervous so you can't help your stuttering state. "asahi." he tells you. asahi comes closer and you find yourself moving back so that he can hover above you properly. he senses your nervousness. "no need to be nervous, y/n."

"is this your first time?" he asks you. you nod in response. "well then you are in good hands," he reassures you. "i'll be careful." asahi adds, leaning in. his lips meets your neck's skin. "don't be," you tell him. he pulls back and smirk. "if you can handle a second round, i promise i'll be anything but careful." you are definitely hard by now and a feeling of thrill rushes through your body. you only nod. asahi leans back in but this time he captures your lips. while he kisses you, you allow his hands to roam across your body.

your hands on the other hand is positioned awkwardly by your chest, not really sure where to put them. asahi's hands comes in contact with yours and he guides them to his head. asahi pulls back slightly. "grip them and tug on them as hard as you like, play with them if you want to." he tells you. his voice is just so attractive you almost don't get what he said. just like asahi told you, you grip his hair and he goes back to making out with you. "open your mouth, pretty boy." he says. you oblige and you gasp when his tongue slips past your lips. asahi's hands travles to your thighs and then your legs, wrapping them around his waist.

you whimper when your crotches brush against each other but you moan when asahi sucks on your tongue. becoming desperate for friction, you buck your hips against asahi's. asahi groans. he wraps his arms around you as he sits on his knees, you sitting on his lap. he breaks the kiss and trails wet kisses from your jaw to your neck and then sucks. you moan, tugging on his locks which makes asahi grunt, loving the way you are handling his hair. asahi pulls back, your arms around his neck. "let's get rid of this shirt, hm?" you allow him to take off your shirt. "c-can i take off yours?"

asahi finds it cute how you shyly ask. he nods in approval and you take off his shirt. asahi lies you back down and he discards your pants and boxers, you doing the same to asahi. asahi hovers above you, kissing from your chest to your lower stomach. you gasp once again when his mouth comes in contact with your hard dick. you grip the sheets as he begins to suck you off. his tongue works expertly as he licks and swirls your dick. "f-fuck." you choke out. "does it feel good, pretty boy?" he asks you as he strokes your shaft. you hum and nod. "so good," you say breathlessly.

asahi picks up his pace and you begin to become a whiny mess. you feel tension build up within your stomach and you arch your back. "hmm, i'm gonna c-cum!-" you are cut off by your orgasm hitting you. you gasp in surprise and girp asahi's hair as he works on your hole, licking it your rim. "this is gonna feel very weird at first, y/n." he warns you and his finger slips inside of you. he's right, it does feel weird, however, as you get use to the feeling he adds another finger in attempt to stretch you out and you start to become more vocal which tells asahi he can speed up and does just that.

as your second orgasm for the night builds up, asahi stops and you whine in protest but immediately stop once you feel asahi's dick run against your entrance. "this'll hurt but i'll be careful as possible." he alerts you. you nod and grip his shoulders for moral support. he enteres slowly and your grip on asahi's shoulders tightens, your short nails digging into his skin. once fully inside he distracts you by praises and soft gentle kisses.

after a few minutes you feel yourself relax around him. "o-okay, you can move." you inform him. asahi thrusts are slow and gentle, your whinning drives him crazy but he controls himself from fucking you mercilessly.

"f-faster...p-please," you beg. "as you wish, pretty boy." asahi's thrusts escalates and you become a moaning mess, skin slapping much more audible and asahi's groans and grunts are much more frequent. your moans are driving asahi crazy. he loves the way you clench around him. "fuck." he curses under his breath. you hum in content as he continues to pound into you, you moan loudly when he hits a certain spot and asahi smirks. "right here huh?" you only nod in response as your grip on the sheets tighten.

you arch your back and your hands finds asahi's back and you can't help but scratch at his back as he continues to abuse your prostate again and again, familiar feeling builds up within your stomach the second time. your dick leaks of precum, aching to be touched as your orgasm nears. one of asahi's hands grips your dick roughly which makes you gasp and asahi sees this as a opportunity to kiss you, shoving his tongue into your mouth and you moan into the kiss. asahi begins to stroke you, matching the speed of his thrusts.

"ah!" you moan again, only for it to travel into asahi's mouth. you arch your back which causes breaking the kiss, asahi's lips attacking your neck. you cum and asahi then focuses on reaching his own high. "where can i cum, pretty boy?" he pants, close to cumming. you whine, sensitive after cumming. "i-inside of me." asahi nods and cums inside of you. asahi pulls out, still hovering above you he smirks. "next time i won't be as gentle. here, to contact me. let's meet up soon, pretty boy."

with that, he get's off of you and get's dressed, leaving you alone in the room. you squeal, beyond content. "wow. that was amazing." you say to yourself. "i can't wait to tell haru. and i can't wait to meet up with asahi again."

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[theunnieteume]

Sahi - Kisses like no other

Genre: Rawr 🦖 not smut but still spicy

Asahi x Reader

“Ahh” “mmm” his lips were always intoxicating to me…I’ve never told him that though. His eyes hazy and hooded as if drunk by my lips. “Sahi. wait. I. need. to catch my breathe” I mumbled in between breaths. But he didn’t listen, after I pulled away his hand reaches for my cheek, pulling my lips back onto his. His kisses were hungry and full of passion I could tell…but we’ve never made out this long before. I wonder if he’s ok…. or if he’s trying to distract himself of something..I can never really tell what goes on in this man’s head. He never tells me much nor does he care.

His hands make its way to my waist, slowly rubbing circles on the sides as if to comfort me in some way. I pulled myself away again and this time gasping for air like a person who’s just been under water for too long “Sahi are you ok?” I ask in between breathes, he doesn’t say anything..but instead drops his head down “Sahi?…” His head makes its way to rest on my chest and startled I couldn’t say anything, his hands wrap around my frame as if afraid to let me go. “I’m fine..” he lowly says, voice monotone as ever and I couldn’t help but blush at what he was doing right now hugging me in this position, it definitely got the butterflies storming inside me “I like you y/n” Sahi says frankly, not nervous or shy..just blatantly saying so. “I like you” he proceeds to look up at me with those eyes and then slowly stares at my neck slowly closing in on it his nose makes contact, his breath steady and breathing in my scent. my breathing on the other hand is ragged he’s gone too wild and I’ve never seen him like this before..but I seem to..have a liking to this side of him.. his lips make contact with my neck and suddenly he’s devouring it like some meat “ah-ah-Asahi it hurts stop-“ he takes a another bite and suddenly I’m all weak for him. “Ah..ah-AH” he grabs my hands in the process and lays me down pinning both my arms up with one hand as the other continues to caress my waist “no, scratch that I don’t think I like you”

“Y/N..I’m obsessed with you”

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[hikunn]

stargazing with treasure!

choi hyunsuk

still has his shades on even if it’s nighttime,, you question him about it but he gets defensive saying how the stars look better tinted purple…or whatever color his lenses are. you try on his glasses to see if the stars look cooler… they don’t. hyunsuk says “suit yourself” but would internally judge you. i mean.. who wouldn’t like purple stars?? would play soft (romantic, if you will) music but then fantastic baby starts playing and totally ruins the whole mood ♫ fantastic baby ! oo-oo i wanna dance dance dance d-dance…♫ very not fantastic baby

park jihoon

he said a friend recommended this beautiful spot to go stargazing (think a small area that overlooks the entire city yk the vibes ;). in order to get to said spot, you had to jump a fence and pass through an area that explicitly states “no trespassing”! but since you guys are #rulebreakers and are horrible influences on each other, you trespass! (would not recommend irl but irl me would do the same.) place is beautiful, as promised. takes a bunch of photos and jihoon would cuddle with you on a blanket he brought (sobs)

yoon jaehyuk

parks his car at some empty parking lot. you decide to climb on to the roof of the car while jaehyuk explains how you can break 300 bones in doing so :). you don’t manage to break any bones but you also can’t manage to spot any stars. jaehyuk turns into bill nye (hank green, maybe?) for a second and complains about pollution and how humans should cease to exist…all while also trying to scramble up the car to sit next to you. you remind him that if humans cease to exist, the both of you wouldn’t be spending a lovely night together sitting atop his car. starts to formulate a comeback but you shut him up with a kiss (hurrah).

hamada asahi

plays the whole ‘your name’ ost for *the vibes*. complains when no shooting star comes falling out of the sky. starts to get teary eyed when sparkle comes on. goes on a tanget about how your name is a cinematic masterpiece and wonders if the red string of fate that ties the two of you together is made out of cotton or 85% polyester (?? is this funny ??) would say some out of pocket shit like “hey that’s a dying star,” “oh yeah? how do you know?” “it looks like my soul.” all jokes! all jokes…😟

park jeongwoo

brings a flashlight because he’s scared he’ll get jumped in the dark. you tell him there are no monsters in korea and that he’s being paranoid. but it takes one, one, rustle of the leaves for you to jump in his arms. it’s honestly a really cute scenario if it weren’t for the fact that both of you are so close to pissing your pants. once the two of you calm yourselves jeongwoo points at the different constellations he learned about (definitely did not learn just for the sole purpose of impressing you, definitely not). but you are impressed and can’t help but to say how the stars look so pretty tonight. says something cheesy like “you’re the prettiest star in my eyes,” proceeds to wiggle his eyebrows. ugh.

a/n new style of writing?? not my usual bulletfic … i wanted to try something new!! what do u think, my fellow readers 🤨❔

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[wooahaes]

apple pie cookies

pairing: non-idol!asahi x gn!reader

genre: fluff + established relationship.

word count: 0.6k~

warnings: food/baking mentions (reader and asahi are baking cookies together).

daisy's notes: they r so soft n tender :( <3

Asahi’s fingers lingered at the middle of your back a little longer than you expected, ever-so-careful to tie your apron in the same tender way you tied his. He was repaying the favor, yes, but he liked having this tiny way to dote on you before he let you take the lead. This recipe was yours, after all: he was merely a willing participant in creating it, happy to follow your instruction however you needed him to. If that was through chopping apples the way you demonstrated, then so be it.

“You said this recipe is important to you.” He meant it as a question, even though his voice didn’t raise toward the end. A moment later, he looked up from where he’d stopped, mid-chop, to peer at you. “Right?”

It suddenly clicked, and you looked up with a smile. “Yeah! My mom and I used to make these when I was little,” you hummed. “They’re apple pie cookies. I mean, they’re more like mini apple pies, but they’re like… cookie shaped.”

He smiled a little, going back to work. He loved the tiny quirks you held when you spoke, always so bright and brilliant and bold. He’d been dating you for just over a year now, and he still wished he knew how to capture you perfectly whenever he doodled you in his notebook during class, or in his sketchbook as he watched you work. Asahi could see every little thing that made you you, but he hadn’t learned how to master that in his art. Then again, you always told him that he made you look more attractive in his art. 

Did he? He just drew you. Surely, that meant you were doing all the work. He was just trying to capture it. 

“I was thinking that we’d make a few batches and hand them out to people on campus. My friends… yours, too, if you’d like. I think Yoshi would like these.” Asahi could see the tiny way a smile tugged at your lips, oh-so-subtly. “Don’t you agree?”

“Yes.” His voice always felt so small when he spoke to you. So much softer. Yet you never pushed him to step out of his comfort zone, always glad to take the lead when he was getting tired. That was another reason why he loved you and found you far more stunning than anything else: your kindness always shone through. “Why though?”

“I dunno. Just felt like doing something nice–”

“No, I mean–Why these cookies?” He paused, “There’s easier recipes, right?”

“Oh! It’s fall.” 

Asahi furrowed his brows. “That’s all?”

He could see the hesitation on your face as you averted your gaze, suddenly growing far more flustered. You chewed on your lip for a moment, and then took in a deep breath, slowly exhaling. “And… I wanted to maybe try and start something special with you.” 

Asahi looked up yet again, confused. “What do you mean?”

“I think… I want you in my life for a long time.” 

Just over a year together, and he felt his heart stir at the idea. He felt the same way, if he was honest.

“And these cookies have been in my life for a long time, too, so…” You stared down at the dough you were rolling out. “I dunno. I guess I was just thinking a lot…”

Asahi was rarely the one who initiated skinship in any way. Yet he made his way over to you, leaning in to press a kiss against your temple, as tender as he could be. When you looked up from your work to look at him, he just felt flustered all over again. He’d felt shy when he first met you, crushing hard over how sweet you were with him. 

“I feel the same way,” he said, soft as could be. Stay here in my life, too.

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[acaiasahi]

✶ genre: romantic comedy ; hamada asahi.

synopsis. his normal everyday routine is thrown out the window when he doesn't find you in your usual spot, the library.

info. fluff. hamada asahi x gn!reader. 1,379 words.

warnings. non!idol!college student asahi <3, anxiety, negative tendencies, not proofread, grammatical and structural errors, lowercase and smaller text intended :3

ah, mondays.

asahi walks through the campus, eyes drooping from the lack of sleep due to studying, which he most definitely did not procrastinate doing, thank you very much.

everyday, hamada asahi finds himself where he is now. his sneaker-clad feet knowing where to go by muscle memory as he watches the people flutter around him.

that one kid that's somehow always late to class and has to run, or how his professor sends a curt nod his way as they pass one another. or even the way he says hello to the librarian, asking her how the day's treating her. it's muscle memory at this point, and if he's being honest, he enjoys having it this way.

oh, and he most definitely enjoys silently passing the table you seem to always be studying at almost every day without fail. yes, you, the y/n l/n.

like asahi, you too were a music major, usually finding yourself seated next to the black-haired boy during class, completely oblivious to his totally discreet longing stares. yeah, not obvious at all!

he's not exactly sure when that happened, ya'know, the "i-most-definitely-have-a-crush-on-you-but-i'm-not-gonna-let-you-know-because-i'm-scared-of-rejection" thing. it's just something about you that tells asahi you're someone special.

like clockwork, he returns yet another nod to his professor as he walks through the bustling hallways of the campus. practically skipping up the concrete stairs, he greets the librarian once inside.

"how's your day been, ms. lee?" he asks, soft smiling never leaving his lips. she smiles back at the young boy, his kindness radiating off of him. "it's been good, mr. hamada. how's yours?" she returns the question, awaiting his answer.

all he does is shrug, eyes falling to the ground, "just tired is all, but good. thanks for asking!" he answers truthfully, eyes scanning around the room in search of you.

attempting to bid his goodbyes to the elder, she cuts him off before he could wander off. "oh! before i forget, y/n isn't here today," she tells him, giving the boy a knowing look.

a soft rose color dusts it's way onto his cheeks, an awkward smile replacing the once genuine one. "w-why should i know that?" he asks, his eyes looking everywhere else but hers. all she can do is chuckle before sighing, "don't lie to me, hamada, i see everything," she jokes while tapping her pointer finger onto her temple.

something about her soft motherly tone causes asahi to let his guard down, allowing a big weight to fall off his shoulders.

"they actually told me they were going to the music room, i doubt they left yet. maybe check there?" she quickly tells him, soft smile never leaving her face. he nods quickly, "thank you, ms. lee!" asahi shouts out before he's shushed by her and a handful of other students.

he cringes inwardly, laughing at his lack of awareness for those around him. "sorry!" he whispers, blush returning to his face. "let me walk you out," ms. lee says softly.

back on the concrete steps, he feels a soft pat on his back, which catches his attention. "tell them how you feel, you never know." she shrugs, shooing him away.

asahi's not sure where this longing to see you and confess came from. maybe it was because of ms. lee's words, or the fact that you aren't where you're usually at. it seems like his brain fries at the fact that this slight difference completely alters his day and mood. it's almost like seeing you is the highlight of his, otherwise monotonous day.

he takes quick strides to the music room, his body going crazy as his feet try to tell him that he's going the wrong way. it almost feels wrong, he should be sat a couple seats away from you and fake studying while taking not-so-slick glimpses at your hunched form, but regardless, he pushes through.

it seems as if the halls have calmed down now, the noise of chatter and nature filling the warm spring air. asahi takes a second to breathe it all in, literally and figuratively.

he closes his eyes, breathing in and out, his hands shaking as he stalks over to the classroom door.

what am i doing? am i really confessing? what if they think i'm weird for following them around? what if they don't like me?

these hazardous thoughts continue to float around asahi's head, his hand never wavering from it's place as it hovers over the door handle. without even making up his mind on what the hell he's even doing, he musters up the courage to open the door.

he opens it quietly, almost as if the door's made of glass as he pops his head inside. low and behold, there you sit, your back's away from the door, your headphones in as you tap your foot along with the whatever beat is playing.

asahi smiles at this, watching you seems to calm him down while simultaneously making his heart beat out of his chest. he opens the door fully, slipping in the quiet classroom like a mouse.

without thinking, which seems to be a reoccurring event for asahi today, he walks up behind you. he once again hovers his hand, unsure whether to tap your shoulder. he ultimately decides to mutter a soft "hello".

his face flushes a soft peach color as he realizes that you didn't hear him so he taps your shoulder causing you to jolt at the sudden movement.

whipping your head toward the person behind the disturbance, your furrowed brows unknot themselves when you lay your eyes upon him.

"oh, hey asahi!" you say enthusiastically, taking your headphones out and placing them on your lap. he points to the seat next to you, silently asking if he can sit. you nod in approval, shy smile plastered on both of your faces.

you both watch one another, a comfortable silence taking over, as eyes graze over the other's features. blushing under his heavy gaze, you sharply inhale before turning away and avoiding eye contact.

"what's up?" you asked. your question pulling asahi back to reality as he looks in your eyes again, trying his best to piece his words together.

he lets out a short, awkward cough before clearing his throat. "well, okay, so it wasn't technically my idea to tell you, not that i didn't want to, i just didn't know how b-but here i am now!" he stumbles over his words.

your lips seal into a pout as you try your best to understanding what he was saying. "i-i'm sorry, i'm not sure what you're talking about." you respond, head tilting in confusion.

"oh, right... i need to elaborate," he thinks out loud before mentally cursing at himself. "y/n, i l-like you. a lot, and i've been meaning to tell you because i thought today was like any other day, but being completely honest not seeing you in the library made me upset," he keeps eye contact with you, watching as your cheeks turn pink.

"yo-you're just someone i really want to get to know and i'd love to take you out on a date sometime. only if you want to though!" he finishes off, eyes leaving yours as they land on the fidgeting hands laying in his lap.

as you try your best to hide your widening smile, you let out a laugh at his cute state. asahi takes this as rejection and nods before attempting to get up from his seat.

although hesitant, you reach for his hand before pulling him back down to leave a soft peck to his cheek. "i thought you'd never ask, asahi!" you say brightly. he looks up and eyes you in confusion. "w-wait, really?" he whispers in disbelief.

you sweetly nod at him, squeezing his hand in reassurance. "quick question though, what do you mean by 'technically not your idea'?" you ask, brows quirked up as you await his answer.

"actually, ms. lee, she told me to tell you how i felt." he answers truthfully. you gasp, placing a hand on your mouth. "really? ms. lee? like the ms. lee?" you ask, he nods before laughing at your bamboozled face.

"i can't wait to tell her all of this!" you say with a giggle.

"oh gosh, please no!"

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[ 🎧 ] jaydi's notes. kinda hate how this one came out and i also wrote this high as hell so lol no wonder it's lowkey goofy ahhh writing LMAOOOO hope u like it tho??? attempted to write after losing what i wrote earlier today LMDKALDKD

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[alohajun]

20 — Y/NSUK STARTS OVER (WRITTEN!)

you ran as quickly as your legs could take you, not letting the fact that it was raining stop you from running to choi hyunsuk.

panting, puffing and completely drenched from the rain, you made it to the apartment complex, wobbling to the familiar door before ringing the bell and leaning against the wall.

and just like you hoped for, choi hyunsuk was the one who opened the front door, eyes widening as you gasped for a breath, your hand on your knees.

"oh…? oh … hi there." you struggled to form the words. "just give me a minute. need a breather."

"what are you doing here?" you'd be lying if you said hyunsuk's harsh tone didn't hurt you, but maybe this was how you deserved to be treated after everything you said and did.

"i, uh, wanted to talk to you," you replied, taking deep breaths. "and apologize too," you added.

"so, you ran from your place to mine? in the rain?"

"yeah, pretty much, yes."

hesitance flashed through hyunsuk's eyes before he shook his head, scoffing. "and you couldn't bring an umbrella with you?" he muttered.

before you could get another word out, hyunsuk walked back inside the house, leaving you outside. you sucked in a breath, rubbing your hands to fight the cold as you wondered what to do.

almost ten seconds later, hyunsuk came into view again, tilting his head. if you weren't gasping for air, you probably would've been able to see the concern he had for you behind the cold, expressionless front he had put up.

"i left the door open for a reason, you know? so what … are you gonna come inside or not?"

accepting the invitation in a heartbeat, you quickly followed behind hyunsuk, getting a start on the apology speech you had put together during your run.

“hyunsuk, i just wanted to say i am–�� you paused, seeing him hold up a hand to stop your talk. “yeah?”

“just dry yourself off and get changed first,” hyunsuk stated, throwing a bundle of clothes in your direction. “you are getting my carpet wet.”

you took a deep breath, nodding as you walked in the direction he pointed at. entering the bathroom, you let out a breath you were holding, struggling to keep in the tears.

okay, maybe i deserve it, you tried to convince yourself. but does he have to be this rude?

“let him know, y/n. that’s why you ran all the way here. to apologise and let him know how much he means to you.” you stared at the reflection in the bathroom mirror, giving yourself a word of encouragement before walking out.

you froze upon seeing yoshi and jihoon, awkwardly fidgeting your fingers as you wondered how to walk to hyunsuk’s room when they were standing in front of it.

“… dude, that’s not right at all.” you flinched as jihoon raised his voice. “y/n ran all the way in the rain and you really going to fucking tell her she’s getting the carpet wet?!”

oh, they are talking about me.

“suk, i’ve been on your side every time, but this was too far,” yoshi reasoned, more soft-spoken than jihoon. “i know you wanna put up this bad-boy act and pretend you don’t care for y/n and all, but have you considered what she wanted to tell you? because no one runs in the rain just to apologise to someone, hyunsuk.”

not wanting anyone to scold him more because of you, you shut the bathroom door loudly, letting everyone know of your presence. hyunsuk nodded at the other two, wordlessly assuring he’ll drop the act.

ah, yes. the choi hyunsuk being ‘rude’ was just an act — surprise, surprise!

you walked into his room, standing by his desk as he closed the door. you opted to stand even after he gestured you to sit on his bed, taking deep breaths as you gathered the words you wanted to say.

and you said them. everything that bothered you and everything that was in your heart, you told him.

“… i’m just rambling here, but all i want to say is i’m really sorry behaving the way i did,” you apologized, not expecting yourself to get emotional. “i really like you, hyunsuk, and i hope we can start over.”

your heart was at your throat as hyunsuk stood from his place, taking a step towards you. a small smile painted his face as he reached out softly, wiping away your tears before pulling you into his arms.

“i’m sorry for being a dick too,” he muttered, patting your back in assurance. “and i would love to start over whatever this is. i promise, no more secrets this time.”

you pulled away from the hug, cracking a relieved smile. “well, then … uh, hi. i’m y/n and i am from daegu. i used to study in canada, but i moved back because i was homesick,” you stated. “i used to be best friends with this guy called daniel choi. i wonder how he’s doing now.”

hyunsuk laughed at your last comment, shaking his head. “hi, i’m choi hyunsuk and i’m from daegu too!” he mimicked your introduction. “this might be crazy, but i think i might be the daniel choi you are looking for,” he spoke, pointing at the polaroid of you two when you were younger on his wall.

“oh, my gosh. that’s us!”

“yep, that is. how could i ever forget the girl i married when i was six?”

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[12:49am]

Writing songs is not easy

Pairing: idol!asahi x reader

Words: 1.9k+

a/n: i suggest reading this fic with any sad song you know for extra emotional damage. THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE so i hope you enjoy this fic that destroyed me. This is the official opening?? or start of my page and i decided with sharing angst YEY! stay tuned for more fics and i will create my carrd asap so you would know more about what im about to do with my acc here in tumblr so enjoy this fic for now! feedback would be very much appreciated :DD

Writing was hard — something asahi was very familiar with. The constant wracking of his brain to write lyrics that people would love. Working at ungodly hours to write 3 lines of lyrics that were all over the place which, most of the time, ended up with multiple pieces of crumpled paper, or even ended up sleeping on his desk with multiple scribbles on different sheets of paper. Despite the numerous love songs under his belt as a producer, asahi never really understood the concept of love. He felt like he was missing a specific emotion or feeling to add more essence to the songs.

Until he met you.

With you, writing came so much easier. It was easier to put his feelings into his writings — expressing the love he wished to express towards you. You knew this, of course. The subtle eye contact, soft whines of protest, and the delicate touches he leaves on your skin. You knew he was trying on his own ways, and you absolutely adored his ways of showing love to you.

But it was never easy.

It may seem like a walk in the park for others, or even romanticizing these subtle acts of expressing love. But loving another person was never easy, especially if expressing it was not their forte. He always wished to meet someone where he may be able to express himself without having to worry about his frustrating hesitance toward love. Though he may be infatuated with different people from his whole lifetime, or even have friends that he knows would stick by him, he never really tried to meet his person because of the fear that they might grow tired of his antics. He just convinced himself, basically. Platonic may be the only thing that he could have, and he’d have to rely on cheesy romance films or anime for him to know how a relationship happens.

“You think a relationship is hard?” he got asked by one of the members when they were trying to write lyrics for their upcoming album. He didn’t have an answer back then. Every bit of knowledge he had with relationships came from films, never really having the experience because of the hectic idol life he has now. He was contented, to an extent. But he remembered how much he smiles whenever he’s with you. How he finally experienced what it's like for his day to seemingly be better just by thinking about you. How he blushes when a member brings you up. How he unconsciously brings you to whatever conversation he was having; always wanting to connect his story about you. How he really tried his best to keep the relationship despite all the shame, hate, doubt, and every negative feeling there is.

He could never forget how hard he tried to get you to be his in the first place. A simple flower with a note: I wish to see you smile like that every day because you shine the brightest in my eyes. I hope you will allow me to be with you more, just like the orange sun. Having to find the right timing with you, to make sure you were comfortable and in a great mood. Constantly thinking about what happens then if you said yes, then worrying too much if ever you said no.

He felt like the happiest man alive when you said yes. Though he doesn’t really know what’s the next step in a relationship, he chooses to revel in the feeling of love? no, that’s not it. He doesn’t really know if it was the love he was feeling. But he didn’t mind it. He’s got you, he thinks. He’ll soon figure out his feelings for you eventually, he hopes. So, there were days that were long, days where he wanted to stay in it forever, and days that will hold a special place in his heart.

He remembers the way you hold his figure whenever he gets stressed about his work. The sweet nothings he hears while he lays his head on your figure as if melting in your embrace. It was the most comforting thing. Being with you erases the negative thoughts he has throughout the day. He hides his emotions, as he usually does. He doesn’t really know what to do with it, and he sometimes wished someone would instantly know how he was feeling whenever it started to get tough. But you always seemed to know his emotions. You were reading him like an open book, yet other people struggle with the simplest emotions he feels. Even his members sometimes didn’t understand his emotions. You were always there when you needed him.

He was the happiest. He always had the motivation to write songs because he finally found his inspiration. He finally found someone he could confine himself to without worrying about forcing himself. He knows you were there, you always were, in whatever situation there was.

But, he wasn’t there for you.

He didn’t know what to do on your off-days. He didn’t know what makes you happy. You’re holding him, but he isn’t holding you – That was the hardest part of your relationship. He was content with your treatment, but he doesn’t reciprocate it back to you. Yet, you kept quiet. Despite all the constant neglect, late-night calls that leave you unsatisfied, tears in the other room while he’s busy being happy. Even the I love you’s that holds the deepest meaning in your relationship felt empty. Even the way he says it was empty. It honestly felt like a slap in the face, when you realize your relationship is different now. 

He couldn't understand it at first, the sudden change in your relationship. He was doing fine, you’re doing fine, he thinks. He might just be overthinking things again, just like what he used to do before he got into a relationship with you. You were always there for him whenever he had his off-days. Ever since he saw you with a frown on your face every time you were there to comfort him against his own demons, he swore to himself that he’d try a bit harder to remove those thoughts so you wouldn’t have to worry again. Plus, it’s a way for him to see you with a smile on your face, just like how he wanted to see you. 

But one thing led to another, and you both were at your tipping point with each other. The moment you walked out of his life was the moment he never wanted to relive ever again. The eerily silence in the room when you asked him for a talk. The monotonous voice that held much more weight every time he remembered your words to him. He notices the slight tremble in your voice as the words you were releasing start to frustrate you. The amount of emotion in your voice when you told him you were tired snapped him back to reality. He didn’t know what to say. What else could he tell you that could at least help calm you down? The only indicator he had of time was the sun setting on the window of his studio.

“What am I in your life, asahi?” you asked, with so much exhaustion and desperation in your voice. You wanted to know what you were in his life.

“You’re my girlfriend, obviously!” he said with frustration that almost seemed like he wanted to get away from the situation and just wanted to lie in your arms — forgetting the whole thing ever happened.

“Well, it doesn’t seem like it anymore.” You exclaimed. You were tired of all of it. As you were still telling him about all the frustrations in the relationship. Asahi was constantly telling himself that everything was going to be okay. He wanted to tell you that, but he felt like he was convincing himself more than you that the relationship was okay, even if it was in its final steps.

You couldn’t even look at him anymore, at that point. Too tired about the whole ordeal, you broke it off. As much as he hated the whole situation and himself, he couldn’t help but stare at the setting shining sun that always reminded him of you. He knew he tried, but he wished he could’ve tried harder for you.

The wave of emotion hit him, finally coming back to his senses and realizing that you were actually gone. He couldn’t even stare at his desk because it was full of trinkets that came from you. A drawing of you was also on his wall, almost taunting him about the way he handled the relationship. A picture frame then came into view — it was a photo booth print you both went to on his birthday. Both of you were smiling so wide for the camera as if nothing was wrong with the relationship. He smiled a bit, remembering how thankful he was that you went out of your schedule just to be with him the entire day.

A snap from his member brought him back to reality. Repeating the question to him again, and waiting for his answer. “No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.” Asahi said, a bit of falter in his tone as if on the verge of breaking down the more he thinks about it. He doesn’t know how long he was keeping it together until he heard a soft click of the door and his member not in the room with him – assuming he left to leave him alone with his thoughts. To help relieve the pain for a bit, asahi went back to writing music but without the lyrics. He felt like he just needed to get lost in his own little world without any thoughts bothering him.

He doesn’t really know what time it is, but he assumes that he stayed up again in the studio for another time. But he did get a good beat out of it. Immediately opening his phone and quickly going to your contact to tell you about his beat, he instantly had a frown on his face.

09:27 pm   will you come home for the night?

10:56 pm   asahi?

12:17 am   well, good luck in the studio for today!!

12:18 am   i love you!!! <3 <3 <3                                                                                                                                                                                                    seen

It was the last text he got from you before you broke up with him. He hadn’t realized that he left you on read that time, he couldn’t even remember what he was doing that day for him to forget to reply to you. And just like that, he realized that when was the last time he replied instantly just like you did for him? When was the last time that he did something great for you? When was the last time that he even had to comfort you, despite him hearing you complain about your workspace and difficulties in life? Every single insecurity and guilt came crashing back down to him, the guilt eating him up that he felt like he couldn’t even breathe properly. He knew what to do – at least he convinced himself he knew what to do in a relationship. He just didn’t know how to express it. His harsh breathing racked his body while he tried to calm his mind from the frustration, trying to stop his thoughts from consuming his already tired night at the studio.. He’s done it multiple times ever since you left. But just for tonight, he allows himself to fully come to terms with his feelings and it was evident from the way he sobbed that night, scribbles of words and phrases he wished to tell you all forgotten.

Writing was easy for him, yes. But writing about love will never be the same because he knows what love is now – it was everything he never was.

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