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Melodic Memories | Ateez

FANDOM: Ateez

PAIRING: Yeosang x Reader

WORD COUNT: 1522

RATING: PG

POTENTIAL TRIGGERS: N/A

SUMMARY: Even when schedules keep your boyfriend busy, he does his best to make it to you apartment at least once a week for a date night.

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Cooking was something you were decent enough at that you could have dinner at your apartment with the guys, but it was only once or twice a month. More common than the “family gatherings” of the members and yourself, however, is a visit usually once a week when your boyfriend is able to make it, a kind of date night between the two of you. But it wasn’t a date in the normal way one thinks of dates. There is never the need for candlelight or extra expensive food (unless you had to get beef, of course). It’s just the two of you cooking, chatting, occasionally singing along to the music you play softly. You were finishing setting up the prep when you hear the key in the door and pause in making sure everything is ready to look over your shoulder, giving a smile when Yeosang walks through the door. You know the sounds of him setting a bag down and locking the door behind him, knowing he’ll pick up the overnight bag and place it on the couch as he moves to cross the distance between you. Your one bedroom loft is decent enough in size, and the kitchen is fairly close to the door, so it’s not that far of a walk for him to join you, wrapping his arms around your waist for a long moment. 

“You’re late.” you tease as you tilt your head back, placing a quick kiss to his jaw, quickly noticing the newly changed color of his hair. “You went to a black?”

“I was working on stuff with Hongjoong.” he counters, chuckling at the pout you give him and leaning down just enough to steal a proper kiss. “I did. Do you like it?”

“Yeosang, I like you with any color of hair. Of course I like it, you dolt.” you tease, turning in his arms to nuzzle against his chest, breathing in his scent. It’s been a while since he’s been able to come over, the group was in the studio and practice rooms preparing for the next round of promotions. You don’t have to tell him you’ve missed him, you’re well aware he knows when his arms tighten around you for a moment, the familiar action of placing a kiss on your temple and then your cheek his response as you both stand there. “What are we making?” he finally opts to change the subject, letting you go so he could step to the sink and wash his hands. 

“Something simple, because last time was a headache.” You muse. “Teaching you to cook has been a full time gig, you know.”

“Hey, we’ve made strides.” Yeosang answers as he dries his hands, tilting his head. “I haven’t burned anything in a while.” His hair is freshly dyed, a few stray tendrils falling into his face as he sets the hand towel on the counter. He’s had lighter hair for a while so the new color is a contrast that makes you smile as you watch him. “But you didn’t answer my question, precious.”

“I said simple, right? Most of the work is already done, we just have to put it together and stick it in the oven.”

“Doesn’t that counteract your goal?”

“I was not about to try and do everything with you since you were running late. So no, it doesn’t, because you, sir, still need to get proper rest.” You emphasize the you with a tap to his nose with your finger, smiling as he scrunches his face in that way that makes you smile. “And besides, I don’t want to hear Woo bitch at me for you being tired.”

His lips curve up in amusement at you, shaking his head a little when you mention Wooyoung before he leans in to seal his lips over yours again. "You worry too much, Y/N."

"It's called being in love with an idol. It's a much more complicated position than people tend to believe." You tease, lifting your arms to wrap them around his neck. "But I take my job of taking care of you seriously." 

"Are you this serious at your job?" Yeosang quips back. 

"Ew, no. My work is never exciting enough for me to be so serious about it." It's an odd kind of banter, but it's yours. Sliding your hands from where they were locked behind his head, you turn around to show him the different layers for the casserole. In a few minutes, the two of you have filled the dish and it's in the oven. Yeosang has pinned you on the counter when you decided to perch on the one across from the oven, standing between your legs while you wait for the food to finish. His arms are settled around your waist comfortably, hands warm against the small of your back while your own hands rest behind his neck, fingers playing with the soft tresses as you talk, your face tucked into the crook of his neck. Then the song changes and there's a shift in his posture that makes you tilt your head up at him. 

"Yeo?" Your voice is soft as you watch him; you can see him come out from his thoughts at your voice before he reaches up to run a hand through your hair. 

"Sorry, I haven’t heard this song in a while. It took me back for a moment." The timbre of his voice is comforting, and you know he's being sincere, but you turn to look at your phone to remind yourself of the name of the song. 

"Why is it-"

"This is the song that was playing when I realized I was in love with you." Yeosang doesn't typically cut you off, but he obviously knew your question. Your head snaps back to look at him, only to be met by one of his hands cupping your face. "It was the first time the guys convinced you to come with us to a theme park, remember? After we'd left for the day and were heading to the hotel." His smile is soft and you're entranced by the softness in his voice as he explains, remembering the day in question clearly. "We decided to have an impromptu picnic and Hongjoong let you use the speaker. Wooyoung and San dragged you down by the river to show you to the fish."

"San pushed me in." You recalled with a pout, but the memory has the two of you laughing anyway. 

"He did. But you pulled Wooyoung right in with you." Yeosang chuckled. "As the rest of us watched you three have a water fight, we were laughing.”

“I think Hwa still has the video.” You laugh. Yeosang shrugged a shoulder before he continued in his anecdote. “Then you managed to break away and came over to cuddle into me so they’d leave you alone for a minute, it dawned on me." 

"Baby, I knocked the wind out of you when I slipped and fell into you."

"That didn’t matter, though." He counters, leaning to kiss your forehead. "You already had me before then, you know. My heart and soul. The guys adored you, the staff loved you for always thinking about them when you brought gifts. But that day, that moment sticks with me above all, with this song playing, as the moment when I realized how much you mean to me. That's when I knew I loved you more than words. That I would always love you." It's a romantic moment, and you shouldn't cry, but tears blur your vision, and you return your face to his neck, nuzzling against his pulse softly. His arms lock more securely around you and hold you to him, both of you quiet and content to just share the moment. 

"I will always love you, Yeosang.” you finally murmur as the song comes to an end, pressing a kiss at his jaw again. “I can’t tell you how very lucky I feel just to love you, to have you in my life. You've kept me going even when I wanted to give up." 

"Just don't ever give up." He murmurs, one hand ghosting fingers up your back to brush through your hair again, making you lean into the touch with a smile. “I need you, Y/N. Always.” This is the version of him no fan really gets to see, the quiet and affectionate side he typically doesn’t show. This is the behind the scenes, no cameras allowed version of Yeosang that’s reserved for you, his family and the other members of the group.

You open your mouth to reply, but you’re cut off when the music fades down so the timer on your phone can go off. Reluctantly pulling yourself from the warmth of his arms, you turn back to swipe the cancel, turning back so you can nudge Yeosang back enough for you to get off, but he beats you to it. “Let’s eat. Then we get everything cleaned up and go to bed. Deal?" The way he smiles at you in reply makes your heart melt. 

"Deal."

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