#the boyz! dad au

[hcuyk]

before i disappear for a day, i need help with my upcoming fic before i begin writing it

HOW SHOULD MY FIC BE LAID OUT?

the winning decision won't completely decide what i'll end up doing, but it'll definitely end up influencing it! if you have any suggestions or questions, be free to send me an ask!

y'all better answer this or i Will lose my mind bc im stumped and dont know what you guys prefer

#the boyz #tbz #hyunjae loml single dad au otw!

[channoticedmeuwu]

TXT IF THEY WERE . . . THE DESI BOYS(Z) !?

#— “oh teri” . . . maine exam paper khola, aur uss ne meri khol di ・⁠・⁠・🥭﹏. ๑：(❛⁠ 🪔

p — DESI!OT5 × (FEM) DESI!READER | g — crack, fluff, desi!au, reader is implied to be desi but it's more on the members, just headcanons | w — lingo used is tailored towards a desi audience

A/N — y'all I needed to. call me cringe. but I need to get beomgyu as a desi out of my head okay. I'm sorry. I love this sm. so please, make some noise for the desi boys guys.

THIS DRABBLE IS TARGETTED TOWARDS A FEM!DESI READER. THIS IS NOT MEANT TO BE INCLUSIVE TO EVERYONE, ESPECIALLY WITH THE LINGO USED.

🎧 — “MAKE SOME NOISE FOR THE DESI BOYZ”

CHOI YEONJUN

openly unshareef but a bit gullible. probably gets in a lot of trouble solely because he can't cover himself up. he'd freeze up anytime he's confronted about any of his shenanigans. you'd definitely see him playing cricket with the maila boys in the galis, and would probably do a dramatic dive towards the side walk when a car passes by, honking. screams “Y/N, THIS IS FOR YOU!!!” and terribly misses the chakka, then screams “THAT WAS SO OBVIOUSLY WHITE!!!” to hide his embarrassment.

hates chai tho, thinks hating it gives him personality. sucks at math, always in the principal's office for “talking back” to the old teacher. is actually really smart, so his grades aren't really slipping that much.

would tell you he's planning to play cricket professionally, but we all know he's a bit all talk. brings you ghajras and tells you it was from his mom so he doesn't get in trouble with your dad. speaking of which, he goes around claiming “l/n chachu is my best friend!!!!” but can't look the man in his eyes and say hello.

CHOI SOOBIN

he looks shareef as hell— isn't. doesn't really do much to get in trouble, just steals his brother's car and takes it out for a drive at 3 am. texts you really late at night asking if you want to drive around. when you refuse and absolutely “BREAK HIS HEART” (he'll be fine), he takes yeonjun with him. and because you weren't there to smack the back of his head, he doesn't see the big ass depression in the road and gets stuck. calls you AGAIN, crying at 3:30 am, freaking out and going “THIS IS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!!” you can hear yeonjun trying to calm him down in the back but both of them are scared they'll get caught by the police and then will be detained overnight. soobin's very dramatic.

is really annoying sometimes. bold asf tho, definitely looks your dad in the eyes and shakes his hand whenever he's around. your dad would say “stay away from soobin I don't like him,” and then proceed to immediately befriend him when they realize they watch the same drama serial that's trending.

big foodie too, calls you and tells you he's bringing home crates of mangos with his friends and gives you an extra one whenever summer hits. his friend would ask him, “dude, where do we keep these crates?” and soobin, who's never been to your house EVER, goes, “tsk— follow me.” and walks into your house unannounced and unaware. wears a white kurta with gold accents because white represents, “purity, y/n. I'm a pure boy.” drops stew on his clothes moments after.

CHOI BEOMGYU

the real “stay away from him” wala boy. he's the talk of the town. no one knows how he manages to do it.

acing school, really fucking street smart, barely home most of the time. probably listens to a lot of punjabi. probably also curses in purely just punjabi. he's the kid that would probably post stories of driving in the rain or something 😭

all the girls in the shaadi hall have eyes on him. really good with kids too, but super fucking annoying, so you'd probably see a kid every few hours running up to their mama and crying, “BHAI HIT ME!!!!!”

acts really chichora because he thinks it's funny. would steal flowers from the bouquets in shaadi halls for all the younger kids in his fam, but save you the best one. gives you his aalu when you eat biryani together. super sentimental too, would randomly break into a poetry during a random conversation that has nothing to do with poetry.

cracks a lot of dirty jokes too, again, because he thinks it's funny. eyes you shockingly when you eat the paani puri with one whole bite after he struggles to. asks how you're better with your mouth than him, and gets a smack right on his nose. on a related note, starts a “paani puri or gol gappe?” debate with you, and picks the side you're against solely because you're against it. can't have you winning, now can he?

loves it when it rains. calls it relatable. you'd probably get a call when the sky starts getting darker and asks if he can dance in the rain with you. wears his best black kurta (he has 5) whenever you two hang out. looks very attentively into your hands when you get mehendi done, and ask if you had his name written somewhere in the designs. gets disappointed when you don't.

KANG TAEHYUN

probably the most religious out of the 5. the annoying type in group hang outs that threatens he'll snitch, but never does. a cute geek. probably studies computer sciences.

ironically also a gym rat. gym buddies with beomgyu. has abs but you can't see it until beomgyu dumps a bucket of water on him from the balcony and drenches him completely. and you're like, “oh.” gets shy when beomgyu forces him to wear a compression shirt for the gram 🔥💪 is the Athlete Of The Year 3 years in a row. sports captain, too.

always visiting the principal's office, but not because he's in trouble. knows the principal &staff really fucking well because he's an athlete. fist bumps the principal in the halls, gets shot weird looks before the principal eventually returns his fist bump.

the kid who probably has a lot of writing on his t-shirt on the last day of school. areas of his face smeared with ink from a pen soobin accidentally broke. all 5 take a picture with the principal on the last day of school. forces the photographer to take an extra silly one of just the principal and him. refuses to give his sports captain sash back.

helps you study during the winter break. complains when you don't understand it immediately. threatens that he'll tell “l/n aunty you're constantly on your phone.” but really rewarding & generous once you begin to ace the topic. promises you he'll treat you to food (and keeps his word.)

HUENINGKAI

called kamal a lot. is a sweetheart. grew up bringing flowers for his teachers every morning. really good at language arts. writes the poetry beomgyu randomly starts reciting.

plays basketball because “the body needs varzish.” forces you to play with him after he misses many hoops on purpose. goes easy on you until you piss him off for “being bad.”

your parents absolutely love him and start internally crying when they realize he may be in the friendzone. brings fruits for your mom and a pirated video game for your brother everytime he visits. loves to tease you for losing in a video game you've never played before.

accidentally walks on you when you're adjusting your clothes. screams so loud mama thinks he slipped in the bathroom. apologizes a lot even though he saw like nothing. tries to make it up to you while you're making chai— ends up distracting you so bad it spills over the pot. absolutely dizzy and doesn't know what to do.

to make it up to you (and maybe to spend some extra time with just you), takes you to those local malls where it reeks of chalia and fresh cloth, and there's a million tailors stitching clothes. would probably get scammed so fucking fast before you start yelling that they're going way off price. confused asf, realizes maybe he should just let you do the talking, while he carries all the stuff the two of you buy for the wedding coming up.

probably hears a lot of, “wow, he's so pretty,” from a million aunties whispering to each other there. gets shy super fast.

begs you to buy something that he wants to pay for because he feels so guilty for the chai and walking in on you, even though you're absolutely refusing. sneaks away while you're arguing with a tailor, buys a pair of gold baliyaan for you.

then gives the jewelry to you while you two are sitting in the car, and proceeds to earn another affectionate smack when you realize he got scammed bad for them.

txt — masterlist

main taglist (hmu to get added!) — @koishua @navyhyuck @allegxdly @daystiny  @kdyism  @neotism  @bluejaem  @radiorenjun  @sleepylixie @oifelixcmerebrou @mrkcore @imdamnconfused  @sicluvz @abhirami20 @tyongishs @emvrd @brxght-world @1921choi @bangchansbae

I’d appreciate if you’d give me a little feedback on the drabble if you read, whether it’s an ask, a reply or in the tags of the rb! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!

#choi yeonjun #choi soobin #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #hueningkai #yeonjun soft hours #choi yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun crack #choi soobin scenarios #soobin scenarios #choi soobin imagines #soobin imagines #soobin headcanons #beomgyu soft hours #choi beomgyu scenarios #beomgyu crack #beomgyu headcanons #taehyun scenarios #taehyun soft thoughts #taehyun headcanons #taehyun reactions #hueningkai reactions #hueningkai soft hours #hueningkai scenarios #hueningkai headcanons #txt x y/n #txt x reader #desi #desi!reader

[wonryllis]

MOOT GAME: " make up a trope for your moots and their biases. doesn’t need to be romantic. can be crackfic/funny. ^ㅇ(๑>◡<๑)ㅇ^ "

yeonie u remind me of worried boss x workaholic secretary au w seungie aka what’s wrong with sec kim

、ㅤ🎬 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MOOTS AS TROPES ᵎᵎ

aww it's so sweet of you to assign me a trope too,, love you anonie. it's not a kdrama i enjoy that much but the trope is top tier so im happy and that too with seungs omg im so down for it!! also i haven't worked once in my life yet but my perfectionist high achiever ass is definitely gonna be a workaholic i can feel it in my kidneys. ( MUTUALS )

instead of biases i just assigned idols who i thought they would be compatible with (includes enha, txt, svt, the boyz, zb1 and riize) hope you don't mind that i changed it up a bit :) hope my mooties like it!! UNEDITED! (also almost all turned out romance oops)

☆ @jaesvelvet

CHA. i will say single dad having the hots for his kid's teacher with ricky (zb1) omgggg like cha ks the super sweet teacher, the only other person ricky's kid voluntarily talks and associates himself with and ricky finds it so hard to believe until the parent teacher meeting when he meets cha for the first time. it's like an instant spark for him and ricky's kid is literally on a mission to make cha his mom!

☆ @luvhyun3

KANA. hmm my babe right here suits arrange/contractual marriage setting with jiwoong (zb1) like rival companies entering into an alliance through a union of the heirs yes that's what it is. they don't hate each other but they don't really like each other either. there's slow burn, like slow slow burn and so much denying getting confused with all the act they put on for the media until it all gets real.

☆ @jungqkook

HARU. would say best friends!brother now if he's older or younger in your fic that's upto you, and it has to be with soobin (txt) ahhhh i can imagine haru never having met bin at all and having no idea he exists until one day she does and lemme tell you it's love at first sight, she's smitten and it's so obvious that it makes bin fall for the cutiepie and everyone has so much fun watching them get together.

☆ @hoes4hoseok

PIPER. she would rock a journalist x a-list celebrity with joshua (svt) a literal movie plot where josh falls for piper's eloquence and sophistication and the way she doesn't fawn over him and is so professional. only accepting to be interviewed by her and her alone. trying his best to find new ways to bag someone who is not dazed by him at all but in reality piper is always dying internally because she likes him so much holy moly.

☆ @ctrlemis

ART. this one is a complicated one but— high school crush reuniting,, like former classmates with jungwonie and art and him had mutual liking for each other but life happened and years later at a reunion they meet again and hit it right off oblivious to the fact that they were each other's crush. like little lunch and dinner dates after work talking about how they used to be and how much they changed so cuteee. popular x quiet au.

☆ @jangwonie

FAE. for fae i feel something kinda cute yet complicated sooo childhood friends to situationship??? where they both are inseparable since diapers but something happens and they distance away only to come back together because of some deal between them and then it somehow turns into a situationship,,, with huening kai (txt) bunch of oblivious idiots you see.

☆ @nyukyujs

KYA. hers is a total fluff filled story where best friends realize they feel something for the other and do not hesitate to talk about it and then it's all flowers and hugs and cuddles and dates and kisses and everything in between with sunooo. nothing much changes in their relationship minus the label and pda which i might add that sunoo loves when it comes to her. a really healthy relationship!

☆ @heecyon

BEE. another cliche trope i see for my wifey,, ceo x his secretary: office romance where everyone just knows withh jayyy. spoils ally so much doesn't let her do too much work and makes it as easy for her as he can and literally trusts her blindly. wears his heart on his sleeve for her and is stone cold to anyone that's not her. treats her like his princess.

☆ @boyfhee

CAELIN. a super cliche one for you— forbidden rom between intern and boss with mingyu (svt) where cael does something super duper stupid infront of gyu and then he's like she's weird and then later on comes up with this mind blowing idea that no one could ever have thought of and gains so much recognition for it and gyu just falls for that hardworking pretty lady.

☆ @heelvsted

RIN. a supernatural universe where you're an angel who falls for a fallen angel omg,,,, with sunwoo (the boyz) like imagine rin on an angel mission like being someone's guardian angel for a while and then coming across fallen angel sunwoo and learning the dark sides of heaven, falling for him despite knowing the consequences.. let your ending be the decided by fate.

☆ @heesbaby

CINNA. you gotta have the most interestingly interesting meet cute everrr, i say holiday fling with wonwoo (svt) where they meet at the hotel lobby and accidentally get their room cards exchanged and all that misunderstandings and then they bond over the breakfast the next morning, have a walk by the beach at night and just have these tingly feelings for each other.

☆ @enhalov

MUSE. i say hybrid juyeon (the boyz) obsessed with his owner trope! muse stumbling upon a stray cat somewhere and taking it home only to find out a week later that it's a hybrid when she comes across a really hot guy curled up in the spot of her lovely cat. juyeon following her around everywhere and doing everything for her not letting her lift a finger,, damn.

☆ @www-jungwon

ELENA. fake dating fake dating fake dating,, to all the boys ive loved before yk withhh wonbin (riize) also topper x back bencher jock thingy where elena is like the good girl at the top of the rankings all the time and for some absurd reason has to put up and act with the egoistical quarterback,, they both do not understand each other's way of living but in the end fall for the way they're so different from e/o

☆ @joomiu

NAT. don't kill me for this one,,, student x professor but it's like a really young prof and they don't have a big age gap max is 4-5 years +_+ though it isn't the technical student one, just nat gets to know jake through her friends and then finds out he teaches finance at some university so she just shows up to his lectures to admire him and slowly jakey boy notices and rest it up to ur imagination.

☆ @okwonyo

JIAH. do i really actually need to say this? it's obviously grumpy falls for sunshine withhh yeonjun (txt) bambi brings out his soft side he never knew he had like one who has it in his bloods to baby his love with one who loves being babied by her love. the perfect puzzle match. sometimes there's this sugar rush in her that he's so damn confused how to act but always ends doing exactly what she wants without her having to say it.

☆ @atrirose

SEIU. definitely definitely definitely a thousand and hundred and eleven percent enemies to lovers with beomgyu (txt) like i can just see them as classmates who are at each other's ass all the damn time you know kinda like "the beloved summer" vibes where they hate each other's guts out and then end up falling in love and having the most unhinged confession moments ever everrrr. and then you a pair of idiots in love that act like frenemies like 80% of the time.

☆ @odxrilove

DORI. hm i see some neighbours to lovers here,, especially with the dumb x dumber pair one with sunghoon. newly moved in dori keeps ordering amazon to 106 when she's 105 and sunghoon is too much of a coward to tell her off. and then one day they bump into each other and sunghoon is like i gotta talk to her omg and she's like imma keep ordering to 106. y'all start talking, hanging out over each other's and then boom!

#🦢̼ࣳ ⋆ ٫٫ ⁽ anon ₎ #( 🪽 ) ৲⠀꒰͡ ִ 𝒎 𝒚 𝒂 𝒏 𝒈 𝒆 𝒍 𝒔 ⠀ׂ ⠀ ͡꒱ #୨ৎ . . 𝓂o𝐨𝐭 𝓰a𝗺𝗲s ᵎᵎ #YALL I TRIED MY BESTEST ^~^

[golden--doodler]

Hi yes hello pls talk about your Linda is deaf AU. 👀 I am v v curious.

Awwwwww! You wanna know about my AU?? 🥺🥺🥺

*Cracks knuckles* Time for me to yell about an AU literally no one asked for (I don't how I even got this super random idea in the first place, it just kind of happened).

But anyway, the gist is that everything's the same, except Linda was born with some sort of ear condition that's affected her hearing ever since she was born. For quite a few years, her hearing was still passable, and she could get by--especially in her younger years, her hearing was actually almost on par with a normal person's. But by the time she turned around 17, her hearing got significantly worse, and she became deaf.

She began wearing hearing aids, but hearing aids aren't perfect and can be quite uncomfortable. She's mainly relied on sign language and visual cues to get by, but because she's heard sounds before, she still talks quite a bit. Maybe not as much as in canon, but she's still the Linda we all know and love. She just can't hear.

Gloria refuses to believe that Linda has anything wrong with her hearing, for some reason. Gayle is actually quite kind about Linda's disability and has done her best to accommodate. She's still Gayle and is pretty terrible at sign language, but it's the thought that counts! And it leads to Linda getting super excited every time Gayle says anything correctly in sign language. Gayle even accompanied Linda to get hearing aids for the first time and helped pay for them, because Gloria is awful. Al just doesn't really know what's going on.

Bob is an even better partner than he is in canon. Yes, I didn't think that was possible, either, but it's true. When he and Linda met for the first time, Linda didn't reveal she was deaf at first, because she was afraid of what he would think. Hugo was actually accommodating, but he still made her feel strange about her disability. Like, he would make little comments that he didn't intend to be microaggressions but still felt like them. Bob eventually found out, though, and when he did, his immediate reaction was to try to learn as much sign language as he could to communicate with her in a way that was easier for her. And after years upon years of practice, he's basically become fluent and is really good at sign language. He found something besides cooking that he's proficient in! :D So of course he likes to brag about that.

Some of my other favorite tidbits are (you can find all of my headcanons in this old post: https://www.tumblr.com/golden--doodler/711107535901540352/bobs-burgers-au?source=share&ref=_tumblr):

--As mentioned before, Gene doesn't really know sign language, and basically never uses it. However, he does know one phrase: "More cookie, please" (this was just taken directly from the Hawkeye show but it's very fitting for Gene). He still uses this one phrase from time to time once the occasion calls for it. Linda finds it very endearing.

----Linda learned how to sign the entirety of I Love U So Much (It's Scary) by Boyz 4 Now. during the events of The Hauntening in Season 6, to get into the Halloween spirit. Tina immediately insisted Linda teach her how. Louise also eventually admitted she wanted to learn, especially because she was in a good mood after the family put in so much effort to scare her on Halloween for the first time. In fact, everyone was kind of impressed she was able to learn how to sign the entire song. Of course, when Linda began teaching them, Louise still vehemently denied her celebrity crush on Boo Boo.

----It's revealed in the Season 11 Episode The Terminalator II: Terminals of Endearment that Linda's dad, Al, uses hearing aids like Linda, but he just has them because he's old. In the episode, I imagine Bob making a comment about how being around Al made him appreciate Linda even more because he insists Al is somehow way more difficult to deal with when it comes to his hearing loss than she ever was.

--During the events of the song "Bad Things are Bad" in Wharf Horse (Or How Bob Saves/Destroys the Town) Part 2 at the end of Season 4, Tammy, Zeke, Jimmy Jr., Rudy, plus all the other kids who're talking to Linda, Gene, and Louise hold up signs while they're talking with the words they're saying written on them (such as "maybe you'll find him inside of this vase"). This is because Tina and Louise are the only ones there who even mildly know sign language (besides Linda, of course), so they wanted to make sure Linda understood what they were talking about, especially with how dire the situation was. She did appreciate the gesture.

--This doesn't have to do with the actual AU, but if you want to see a bit of the inspiration I got for this AU, definitely check out the deaf, Queer YouTuber Jessica Kellgren-Fozard, because she's amazing and deserves all the love. Her channel might be where I do some of my research for this AU: https://youtu.be/u3rrCpYTgv8?si=INgUB5oaubC8qZQ6

--During the episode in which Bob and Linda have their "snoring contest" (I think it's Season 8, Episode 12), Bob wonders if Linda is even able to hear their snoring, especially because she has to take her hearing aids out to sleep. She commented that while she mostly can't, she can actually hear it faintly, because of how loud it is. She also can very much feel the vibrations of his snoring specifically, which she says is very comforting for her. He didn't expect to find that so touching, but he does.

--Felix Fischoeder doesn't know sign language but pretended he did when he learned that Linda's deaf, to everyone's annoyance.

--Mr. Fischoeder just casually knows sign language, and was very casual about Linda being deaf (he was just like "oh, cool, that makes sense, you're not getting discounted on the rent though") and is actually quite enthusiastic about using sign language in front of Linda, because he's just like that, it's honestly a little sweet (though he's strangely averse to explaining the reasons why. Maybe he learned for illegal reasons somehow...).

--Teddy knows some sign language! He's definitely not fluent, but he does know an impressive amount for some reason I haven't come up with yet, and loves to show off his skills for Linda. Occasionally, Linda will actually catch Teddy and Bob having a conversation or two in sign language, even when they think she's not around. She finds it hilarious, and also surprisingly sweet.

--Speaking of her voice, she's practiced endlessly to have her voice be as clear as a deaf person's can be (because she knows how much easier it is to understand people when their voice is clear, she wants to make sure hers is clear for others), so she still sounds pretty similar to how she does in the show, with her even retaining her New Jersey accent. Everyone, or at least most people, has definitely noticed how clear and usually easy to understand the tone of her voice is. This was definitely helped by the fact she used to be able to hear in her youth.

And of course, last (not certainly not least) I have to once again share this lovely Commission surrounding this AU that @drawthethingdoppelganger made for me all the way back in March that I still treasure to this day. It takes place during Something Old, Something New, Something Bob Caters For You, and when the wind blocks out what the priest officiating Connor and Farrah's wedding is saying, their exchange for this piece goes something like this:

"Hey! At least I'm not the only one who can't hear this, right? Ironic, isn't it?"

*Chuckles* "Stop making me laugh when I'm so stressed, Lin."

(Oh, and also, Bob's doing the sign for "Yes" with his hand! :D)

#bobs burgers au #deaf representation #thank you so much for asking about this!! i was so nervous about sharing this at first #especially because i'm a hearing person and this idea kind of came out of nowhere (but probably inspired by jessica kellgren-fozard) #but now this au is one of my favorites because i just grew so attached to it #there needs to be more deaf representation in media and i just crave more content of bob being the best partner ever

[starlitmark]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐳 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐬

Summary: The Boyz as demigods Pairing: none Genre: humor, headcanon Rating: PG 13 Tropes: demigod au Warnings: language, mentions of violence, magic, ghosts, spoiler alert they're gay, implications of sex (Hyunjae) Word Count: n/a Note: this is for a combine au with them and NCT Dream 🥹 also this is @raibebe 's fault for enabling my cooking

NCT Dream Headcanon

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧

◈ Son of Hestia

◈ Discovered he was a demigod when he accidentally set fire to something

◈ He’s always cooking something for the friend group to try

◈ The exhausted father of the friend group

◈ You can probably find him sat by a hearth at any given moment

◈ He’s very easy to get along with and be comfortable around since his mom is in charge of protecting happiness and peace in the home

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐛 𝐁𝐚𝐞

◈ Son of Charitites

◈ He’s always been a happy bubbly guy and finding out who his mom was just made sense

◈ Found out cause his mom randomly popped in for a visit one day

◈ He takes being Kevin’s emotional support sunshine very seriously

◈ Got rather close with Jaemin from loitering in the mission control center (he’s neurotic about Kevin’s safety)

𝐍𝐚 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧

◈ Son of Aphrodite

◈ Jaemin’s big brother <3

◈ Cutie pue who loves making pretty things

◈ Accidentally rizzed up a god

◈ Met his mom at the same time as Jaemin (and collected the scalloped shells with him too)

◈ Has no idea how pretty he is

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐉𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧

◈ Son of Eros

◈ From the moment he started showing sexual interest in people he’s been a MAJOR flirt

◈ Has tried to rizz up everyone in the friend group at some point (didn’t even try with Mark or Juyeon… he thought they were straighter than anything in the world)

◈ Dad came to introduce and give him a “control your abilities” crash course after he made someone get a little too attached accidentally

◈ Once he and his boyfriend started dating his flirting turned into affectionate bullying each other

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧

◈ Son of Nyx

◈ Has always loved the night time and thrives during it

◈ Found out when he accidentally shadow weilded and scared himself

◈ Gifted in combat (shadow weaponry) and healing but is always worried he’ll fuck up healing somehow (his healing ability works best during the night)

◈ Super private about his feelings until something massive happens

◈ Everyone forgets his bisexual

𝐊𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧

◈ Son of Morpheus

◈ Ironically… he’s an insomniac…

◈ Started questioning his mom when he kept manifesting into people’s dreams

◈ Sassy and blunt but a sweetie to the people he’s close with

◈ Very close with Mark and tells him everything

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐞

◈ Son of Demeter

◈ He’s known it most of his life since his mom comes to check on him in the colder seasons

◈ Technically Persephone’s brother but he doesn’t acknowledge it

◈ Sass sass sass!!!!!

◈ Exhausted thanks to his two extraverted boyfriends

𝐉𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐦𝐢𝐧

◈ Son of Hermes

◈ Freaked himself out by teleporting across his room when he sneezed… mom decided it was finally time to tell him

◈ A little shithead /affectionate

◈ Teasing and bullying is his love language

◈ If he can prank at least one person a day he’s happy (his favorite victims are the grumps (Jeno/Kevin/Juyeon) and Jaehyun)

𝐉𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧

◈ Son of Pan

◈ Plants started growing really easily when he had a gardening project… then he could suddenly talk to animals…

◈ Very close with Jisung from being in the same area of study

◈ Likes to bother Chanhee in the greenhouse

◈ Loves chatting with random wildlife on the way to missions

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐨𝐨

◈ Son of Helios

◈ Manifested a beam of sunshine in a pitch black room and quite literally screamed it scared him so bad

◈ A very gifted healer but it mostly works in the day time

◈ A little shit about being the son of the literal Sun

◈ Even though he’s a healer he does have good long range attacks

𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐨𝐡𝐧

◈ Son of Hecitate

◈ Started seeing ghosts and having weird purple mist around his hands… he didn’t address it… then his mom showed up and lectured him about not using his gifts

◈ The first time he manipulated mista and warped reality he didn’t associate with anyone for a week

◈ Likes doing silly little spells and readings to play games with/on his friends

◈ One of the strongest but plays a support role on missions since he can’t always control all his abilities

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Networks: @kwritersworld @k-vanity

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[flowertboyz]

Couples Tattoos | KSW ~ Hyunwoo

genre: fluff

summary: Hyunwoo practises his tattooing skills on you and Sunwoo

age: Hyunwoo = 20 / Rina = 13

warnings: none

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“Wow, Oppa let me see,” Rina said, looking over Hyunwoo’s shoulder at his sketchpad.

“It’s just more tattoo ideas,” he said turning the pad round so she could see.

“It’s so pretty!” she squealed.

Hyunwoo chuckled, “will you let me tattoo you when you’re older than Rina?”

Rina nodded, “yes!”

“We’ll see,” Sunwoo said.

“Don’t you have a tattoo, Dad?” Rina asked, “you’re old enough.”

Sunwoo shook his head, “Mum’s old enough, but she doesn’t have one either.”

“I can give you one,” Hyunwoo said.

“Wow! Dad do it, that would be so cool!”

“Wait a minute,” Sunwoo chuckled.

Hyunwoo shrugged, “it’s okay if you don’t but it’d be free. And I get to practise.”

“Y/N!” Sunwoo called, tempted by his sons offer.

Rina giggled, “I want to choose!”

“Ya, ya ya, this doesn’t mean anything,” Sunwoo rolled his eyes, trying to remain calm in front of his kids.

“What?” you asked, coming into the room.

“Hyunwoo is looking for tattoo practise,” Sunwoo started carefully, “and Rina pointed out that neither of us have tattoos.”

You rolled your eyes, “Sunny, seriously.”

“What? I wouldn’t mind it.”

“But Hyunwoo’s not even a tattoo artist yet!”

“Are you doubting Oppa’s skills?” Rina asked, giggling.

“No,” you exclaimed, standing behind Hyunwoo and looking at his sketchpad.

The drawings were good, you couldn’t deny, but using a tattoo gun and keeping a steady hand was a completely different.

“I just… don’t want a bad one,” you laughed, Sunwoo and Hyunwoo pointed accusatory fingers at you, “how do I know you’re good?!”

Hyunwoo laughed, “mum.”

He stood up and rolled up his sleeve, “I gave myself this one, and this one. And this one, on my leg.”

“Really?!” you exclaimed, “wow.”

“We could get a couples tattoo!” Sunwoo exclaimed, with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Okay, fine,” you chuckled, “what do you want?”

“Um, that’s my job,” Hyunwoo protested, “I’ll have to go through all protocol. Also whose bed do we wanna do it on.”

“Oh no,” you whined, “I don’t want to do it anymore.”

“We can do it on Haon-hyung’s bed, he won’t mind,” Hyunwoo smiled, “come on, I already have a design in mind!”

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“Ah, oh my god,” you gasped, as Hyunwoo dragged the ink pen over your thigh, the tiny needle stabbing you repeatedly.

“You big baby,” Sunwoo teased, despite keeping his hand in yours and letting you squeeze.

“It hurts,” you whined.

“It’s okay mum, it’s only small,” Hyunwoo said, “it’ll be over soon.”

“Yeah, it’s only small,” Sunwoo mocked.

“Stop it,” you laughed.

“There we are, all finished,” Hyunwoo said, dragging the tissue over it for the final time.

He rubbed soothing gel on the tattoo before motioning.

“Well, have a look,” Hyunwoo smiled, “you have different ones by the way.”

“We do?! I thought you were giving us couples tattoos,” you said.

“I did! Just look.”

You looked down at your thigh, seeing a small sunshine etched into your skin.

“Sunny!” you laughed, “look.”

And when Sunwoo looked down at his wrist, he saw a crown - for your affectionate nickname: his Queen.

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[sunlightwoo]

meet dad!sunwoo

pairing: dad!sunwoo x fem!reader | genre: fluff, dad au | wc: >500 (it’s actually 528)

you know that look of fondness sunwoo has when he’s very much happy and content

kinda like the look in the gif

yeah that’s what he looks like everyday when he wakes up next to you

and realizes that you are the love of his life

okay let me go right into it before i start crying over dad!sunwoo and get carried away

so you and sunwoo have 5 kids

long story short, you guys joked about wanting to have a big family in the past thinking it would never happen

but it did.

your eldest daughter luna is 7 years old by the time that you stop having babies

like sunwoo she is very well spoken and her dream job, according to her show and tell to parents night, she wants to be a songwriter like her daddy because she wants to always know what to say to her loved ones

“i want to be like my daddy when i grow up! he’s cool, and he always knows what to say whenever i’m sad so i want to do that too when he’s sad and needs to hear the right words!”

<///3 cues sunwoo sobbing into his sweater because he’s so proud of her

she’s literally daddy’s little girl, and he is wrapped around her finger

anything she wants, he gives

anything he wants, she’ll think about it by secretly asking you

the second eldest child is named after eric’s korean name, after long debates about what his name should be

in sunwoo’s defense, he thought it’d be fitting because he knew his son would be some sort of genius prodigy

by the time that little youngjae was around 4, he was already picking up flirting skills as he tried to constantly win your heart over the same way that his dad did

update: it somewhat worked by the time that he pulled the puppy dog eyes

“mommy, did you know that your eyes are pretty like the stars?”

“did your dad teach you that, cause it’s lame.”

sunwoo hears that specific moment and he pretends to be shocked and hurt, just as luna is consoling his feelings

that was actually days before you had found out that you were pregnant again.

and to your shock, they were triplets

at first you had cursed sunwoo out for making you pregnant again because you were just fine with having luna and youngjae and didn’t want to go through giving birth again

luckily they were at uncle eric’s house for the night since it was his daughter’s sleepover party that she wanted them over for

but he knew that in the end, you both were going to get through it together

and what better time to make use of the big house that he had bought for you guys because of the joke that you guys would have a big family

because you did

and he loved every single moment that was created in the big house because it was always filled with so much love

and affection

to the point where you guys were all his muses for his lyric book that he keeps on his desk

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[tbzhours]

sleep tight

juyeon x you (female reader), dad au, fluff, drabble 

[summary] your daughter wakes up from a nightmare and Juyeon does his all to prove that there’s no monster in her closet  [words] ~900 [a/n] this was supposed to be a scenario but it ended up being a drabble for word count; this is really sweet so i hope you like it ♡

It was roughly past midnight when your bedroom door opened with your daughter holding her teddy bear. There were tears in her eyes and her lips frowned hard as she stood there, hoping to wake you and Juyeon up. You were sensitive to sound that you woke up to turn on the lamp by your side. From there, Juyeon got up too as you both noticed your little girl on the verge of crying, standing by the door. 

“Honey, come here.” You almost cried, opening your arms. She ran toward your bed at Juyeon’s feet and started to climb up. Juyeon was giggling with his deep drowsy voice from the sleep. He got up and leaned forward to lift his daughter onto the bed. Once she landed on the bed, she quickly snuggled between you both with her teddy bear tightly in her arms. 

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Did you have a bad dream?” Juyeon asked, cuddling close to her. He kissed her head and watched her look up at him. He was smiling when she nodded slowly. He set his hand at her side, lowering himself to plant a kiss on her cheek then his thumb rubbed against it. “It’s okay, daddy is here.” 

She sniffed when she looked away and frowned. “There’s a monster in my closet. I’m scared, daddy. Can I sleep here with you and mommy?” 

“Well,” Juyeon looked at you for a second, knowing how difficult it was to try to let her have her own room now. It’s been getting better as he leaned down to your daughter with a convincing face. “I think I can beat the monster up.” 

“Because daddy is strong like a superhero?” She sniffed again, showing her sad eyes at him. You caressed her hair, planting a kiss there too before Juyeon lifted her up onto his lap. 

“Should we go beat the monster together? I might be a superhero but I think I can use a little helper like you.” 

“Okay.” She said but she curled her head onto his chest when he got up. 

When Juyeon got to her room, it was dark. He walked toward her little bed and turned on her nightlight. He glanced down at her on his chest and smiled because he knew that she didn’t want to let go tonight. He got up and headed toward her closet that was closed. 

“Okay, let’s check the closet. Is there really a monster in there?” He recited, as if he was a character in a movie. She held onto him tightly and shut her eyes. Once he got there, he opened it. There were her clothes, some of her favorite outfit hooked and a few beanies stacked up on the dresser. It wasn’t until a few seconds later when he realized she had her eyes closed. He laughed a little at the sight and shook her softly with a cheerful voice. “Take a look, sweetie. There’s no monster in there.” 

She slowly opened her eyes, looking at Juyeon first before turning to the closet. There really was nothing and her eyes bloomed up at him. “How is that possible?” 

“Because daddy scared them away with his little precious daughter.” He teased his shaking nose close to hers after poking it softly. She giggled as he hugged her tightly. 

Juyeon walked up to her bed and set her down, but her small hand gripped his shirt with her puppy-like eyes. “Don’t leave me, dad.”

“I’m not going to do that, sweetie.” He kissed her forehead and settled down in a cuddle with her still in his arm. He reached over her to grab a book on the tiny shelf beside her bed and sneaked a suggestion with his secretive voice. “I want to read you your favorite story. Maybe it can distract us from not counting the sheeps in our head.” 

She mumbled a laugh at the look of Juyeon’s eyes then she snuggled back onto his chest as he opened the book. He read, changing his voice for each character that she couldn’t keep her eyes off the book with her tiny giggles. Slowly, she began to fall asleep and Juyeon didn’t noticed until he finished the book. 

He looked down at her sleeping face, so precious to his heart that he couldn’t help to caress her hair lightly. He set her down on her pillow and fixed the blanket over her chest where her teddy bear peeked out. He reached the book over to put it back where it was then he glanced at her once more, giving a soft good night kiss on her forehead. From there, he left the nightlight on and walked out of the room, slowly closing the door. 

Juyeon was surprised you hadn’t gone back to sleep yet. He chuckled, getting back under the blanket with you and cuddled you onto his chest. 

“Did she fall asleep?” You asked, eyes closed already. 

“She did.” He replied, smiling like a proud dad. 

“I almost did too as I heard you read from here.” You joked as your smile formed against his chest. He laughed softly then you looked up at him. There was love in your eyes when you told him, “You’re doing amazing.” 

“Thanks. You too, love.” He couldn’t help to kiss your lips. “Love you.” 

“Love you too.” 

You both soon fell asleep in your cuddle with your daughter in your dreams, knowing she’d be running happily to your room again in the morning, as she always does.

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[httpsohnpouts]

pairing; younghoon x reader

genre; fluff

requested by; @jenocakes

a/n; i’m not familiar with pregnancy/babysitting lmao so idk how it all works but i hope you like it bub <33 (also i’m sorry for it being kinda short ://)

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after spending months at home recovering from having your little daughter, mia, with your husband younghoon, you found it was the right time to go back to work again. you loved your job and it was the hardest thing to give up when you two decided to start a family together, but you wouldn’t change it for the world. it brought you your own little treasure who you both love and adore after all.

your husband had assured you countless times of how much parenting experience he has - from the short time you’ve had your little one - and that it’ll be a piece of cake to look after her whilst you were away for a few hours. he was so relaxed about the whole ordeal that he made you a full meal to eat on your lunch break - a few sandwiches with some strawberries and little snacks for when you were feeling peckish through the day and a coffee to finish it off. whilst it may seem a little, you appreciated the effort he went into making it for you and how much he supported you.

however, his calm and collected facade soon faded the moment you stepped out of the house as mia wasn’t acting the way he thought she would. his anxiety and stress levels increased rapidly as he tried his best to calm the crying baby in his arms. using every trick in the book- peek a boo, lullabies, funny faces, even voice imitations of characters from her favourite shows and yet nothing seemed to be working.

as the tired out younghoon sat in his child’s bedroom uncomfortably in the rocking chair in the corner, mia in his arms along with half an empty bottle of milk, cartooned dummy, her favourite plushie (mr sprinkles the elephant) all tetristed next to one another in case of emergency and also because he had used those prior before she eventually stopped crying and drifted off into dreamland.

younghoon didn’t understand how or when he managed to fall asleep too but he awoke to the sounds of you entering the house, which only meant one thing, you were finally home.

“honey?” you called, slipping your flats off your aching feet and placing your handbag on the kitchen counter along with your blazer. he was going to greet you, but figured not as he would wake up the baby resting in his arms.

as you made your way through the house, you acknowledged the fact that your husband and baby would be in her nursery and so your guess was correct upon seeing the love of your life cuddled up with your little bundle of joy, all tired out and hungry - since he never had the chance to get dinner - you couldn’t imagine not being able to whitness such a sight. it made your heart swell out of adoration, for you were living your best life and wouldn’t want it any other way.

sending each other a loving gaze and smile, you made your way over and stroked your daughters small and chubby cheeks whilst pressing your lips into your husband’s hair. resting your cheek on the top of it.

you couldn’t wait to grow old with your small family, figuring that nothing could ever make you as happy as having those two people in your life.

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[hcuyk]

[ 18+ ] . . . . . . . . OUR INFERNO MASTERLIST

⧉ OUR INFERNO // elaborates the complexities within a relationship—the spark, the blaze, the pain. your love with hyunjae is a never ending fire; it's something so strong, so beautiful and powerful, that it suffocates you both into believing that your relationship would last, only for it to go down in flames ( ☄︎ )

╰ · · FROM THE BACK TO STRANGERS COLLECTION

› 〉 PAIRING // nonidol!hyunjae x fem!reader

› 〉 GENRE // varies every chapter : includes but is not limited to — high school au, college au, single dad au, enemies to fwbs to lovers to strangers to fwbs to ????, potential bad ending, smut, fluff, angst

› 〉 WARNINGS // varies every chapter : 18+ MDNI : includes but is not limited to — excessive profanity, cheating, toxic relationship(s), underaged drinking, these two are corruption itself : NSFW TAGS will vary and be stated in every chapter

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||| ⧉ . . PART ONE: CHASING THE SPARK (THE FIRE TETRAHEDRON)

— —|— — i. FUEL, OXYGEN, AND HEAT

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despite being your greatest archnemesis/rival/enemy/frenemy/whateverthefuck he was, hyunjae had always been by your side. that changed when your boyfriend was brought up, creating a newfound rift in your whateverthefuck relationship with hyunjae

— —|— — ii. THE FOURTH COMPONENT

— —|— — iii. CORRUPTION’S AFTERMATH

||| ⧉ . . PART TWO: LETHAL INCARCERATION (THE REIGNITION)

— —|— — i. SMOKE INHALATION

— —|— — ii. ASPHYXIA

— —|— — iii. VICIOUS TEMPTATION

NAVIGATION | THE BOYZ MASTERLIST

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[straykidsftw]

woohoo!!!! my the boyz account is now open!!! @flowertboyz !! go and request!!!

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[thepixelelf]

Ways to Fall in Love Series

1. Over tea 

Genres: fluff, single dad au

Pairing: Reader & Haknyeon (The Boyz)

Words: 2.1k (00:09)

Note: I’m not sure how I feel about this, so I may rewrite it someday. Also, I imagined Haknyeon a little older in this and I suggest you do the same lol.

•••

Haknyeon nearly ran into the glass door of Dream Daycare in his haste, but he caught himself just in time, hands pressing up against the cool glass and leaving his fingerprints behind. With heavy breaths, he swung the door open and walked inside.

The ice blue walls were much too bright compared to the darkening sky outside, which only added to Haknyeon's guilt. He walked briskly through the halls that were painted with white fluffy clouds against blue, the bright cheeriness they implied almost taunting him. He was damn late.

"I'm so sorry," he panted as he burst through yet another door. Expecting to see you at the sink — washing dishes or some sort of craft project like you always were when he showed up, Haknyeon paused when he saw, in fact, no one at the sink. Oh right. He was late. You probably finished the dishes two hours ago.

When he saw nobody else, he ventured further into the daycare than he usually did when picking Daeyoon up. "Hello…?"

"Halt!" You suddenly popped out from behind a bookshelf, pointing a worn-down foam sword straight at Haknyeon's nose. Instinctively, Haknyeon raised his hands in surrender. Though, when he realized it was you, he quirked an eyebrow. "King Ju, you've been placed under arrest by order of His Royal Highness. Come with me."

Other than the foam sword, you also had what looked like arm guards made from brown paper bags, doodled on with little decorations clearly drawn by children. You lowered the sword and smiled playfully, then waved for him to follow as you turned and walked further into the room. Haknyeon had no idea what was going on, but he was just glad you weren't chewing him out for being as late as he was.

As you led him to the play area, he finally spotted Daeyoon sitting at a tiny table. Atop his head, he wore a crown similar to your arm guards, made with brown paper and drawn all over with colourful markers. A plastic tea set, complete with a teapot, cups filled with what looked like water, and saucers, sat on the table.

"May I present," you said, placing a hand over you heart, "His Royal Highness, Princess Daeyoon of Dreamlandia!"

You placed a hand gently on Haknyeon's shoulder, guiding him to bow with you.

When you both rose, Haknyeon turned to look at you, then his son, then you again. "Prin...cess?"

"Why of course!" You turned to Daeyoon, bending down with your hands on your knees. "Princes are so overrated, right, Princess Daeyoon?" Straightening yourself up, you whispered to Haknyeon, "We read The Paper Bag Princess today."

Daeyoon took a sip of his "tea", nodding. He looked like he was trying to act prim and proper, but the facade wasn't too convincing with his Paw Patrol t-shirt.

You cleared your throat dramatically and spoke again, "Princess Daeyoon, I, your loyal knight, have apprehended and brought forth King Ju for trial."

"Thank you, Sir Sleepalot. Sit down Papa — I mean, King Ju," Daeyoon said. He gestured to the seat across from him, taking another sip of his fake tea.

The chair was much too small for anyone taller than three feet, but Daeyoon looked — or was trying to look — serious. "Buddy, I don't think—"

You raised your foam sword again, fighting against a swarm of giggles, and Haknyeon had to stop himself from putting his hands up a second time. It was already embarrassing in the first place. Daeyoon seemed like he was about to break character and laugh too, but he somehow managed to hold it together.

"Might I remind you, King Ju," you said, a cute smile on your face, "that you are here for questioning under the order of the Princess. Please show some respect." Pointing to the tiny plastic chair, you continued, "Have a seat."

Haknyeon relented, crouching awkwardly to sit down, his knees bent up and squished between him and the table. He laughed a bit. Normally he would have signed Daeyoon out and been on the way home by now, though, it wouldn't hurt to let the boy play a little, especially after being so late. And if you were okay with it — seeing as you were cheerfully playing along, then Haknyeon felt no harm.

With another dramatic clearing of your throat, you mimed pulling out a scroll and unrolling it. "Dreamlandia Royal Court is now in session! Your first question, Your Highness?"

You turned to Daeyoon, who was practically vibrating in anticipation. "First question," he boasted, pointing theatrically at Haknyeon, "Why are you so late Papa? It's—!"

He turned to you, and you quickly glanced in the direction of the kitchen, finding the clock on the microwave. "It's 6:38!" you finished for him.

Ah, there it is. Of course Haknyeon wouldn't get off being late scott free, what was he thinking?

"Papa had things to do at work today, buddy, I'm sorry. Uncle Jaehyun was supposed to pick you up for me, but he ran into some trouble of his own, okay?" 

"Uncle Jaehyun?" Daeyoon's eyes lit up at the mention of his favorite (but don't tell Sangyeon) uncle.

"Yeah, he says he feels really bad, so he's gonna take you out for ice cream this weekend. How does that feel, uh, Princess?"

Actually, Jaehyun said McDonald's, but Daeyoon had been eyeing this fancy new ice cream shop recently, and Haknyeon knew it would be the perfect apology bribe. 

"Did you hear that Sir Sleepalot?" Daeyoon nearly yelled. Haknyeon had barely noticed that you'd disappeared for a second and reappeared next to him with two mugs in hand, placing one down in front of him. Daeyoon pointed a triumphant thumb to his chest. "Uncle Jaehyun is taking me for ice cream!"

"Oh, you didn't have to—" Haknyeon tried to say, but you cut him off.

"I did hear! Isn't that nice of him? You must like Uncle Jaehyun a whole lot." When Daeyoon went off on a rant about the new shoes ("they light up!") his uncle bought him, you turned to Haknyeon and whispered, "I already had some brewing anyway."

Haknyeon wanted to argue that he'd be leaving soon, but when you sat down at the tiny kids table, he couldn't find the words. 

"Heyyyy," Daeyoon suddenly whined, "why does Papa get a special drink?"

"King Ju and I aren't allowed to drink your special princess tea, so we have to drink this gross stuff," you answered simply, pointing at Daeyoon's mini teacup. "Now Princess Daeyoon, do you remember the second question you had for King Ju?" 

“Oh!” Daeyoon swiftly stood up, knocking the table with his knees as he went and completely forgetting about the ‘special drinks’. He crouched down next to his backpack and rummaged through it. Though he didn’t seem to have much luck finding whatever it was he tried to look for.

Next to Haknyeon, you let out a little laugh. You took another sip of your tea and gestured for Haknyeon to do the same. It tasted floral and fruity, not like what Haknyeon usually drank, but nice in a different sort of way. He smiled as he set his cup down, and he sent you the look as a frail form of thanks. Though, when he looked at you well and good for the first time, his eyes stuck in place.

You wore a different hairstyle today than usual, he noticed, and it made you look, well, cute. Not that you weren't cute before, but… maybe that wasn't the right word… you've always looked nice… no, that sounded backhanded somehow—

"Papa," Daeyoon interrupted, making Haknyeon jerk his eyes off of you and onto his son. His little eyes darted between Haknyeon and you for a moment, filled with a question Haknyeon wouldn't know how to answer. All Haknyeon could do was pray you hadn't noticed him staring, but how could you not have? You were the only other person in the room, and you were sitting right next to him, for god's sake. Daeyoon waved his fingers in front of Haknyeon's face. "Papa?"

"Uh, yes?"

Daeyoon grinned from ear to ear, happy that he got his dad's full attention back. "Question two," he announced, "do you want…" He pulled his hand out from under the table, revealing a second paper crown and holding it out proudly in front of him. "THIS?"

Haknyeon's heart swelled at the sight of the craft, all bits of glitter and messy doodles. On one side, letters spelled out 'King Papa', the first word in what must have been your handwriting, and the other lopsided one in Daeyoon's. The crown sparkled under the fluorescent lights of the daycare.

"Aww, buddy, of course I'd like it." Haknyeon went to take the crown from Daeyoon, but it was swiped away at the last second. Making a sound of confusion, Haknyeon raised an eyebrow.

Daeyoon held the crown close to him, almost hugging it if it weren't so fragile. "If you want it, you gotta make a promise," he said.

"A promise?"

"Uh huh," Daeyoon urged, nodding enthusiastically. "You gotta promise to…" He furrowed his brow in concentration, trying to find the words. Suddenly his eyes widened as if he got it. "If you're late…"

Haknyeon turned his head to catch you sending hand signals to Daeyoon, and you quickly looked away, sipping your tea as if nothing happened. He could see the coy smile on your lips, though.

"...if you're late," Daeyoon continued, drawing back Haknyeon's attention, "you have to… call… so…"

You gestured your hand for Daeyoon to continue, mouthing the words for him.

"...we know… you're… okay!"

Both you and Daeyoon cheered at his success, and you leaned over the kid's table to high five him. Haknyeon let out a sigh, turning to you again.

"I really am sorry for being late, it won't happen again," he told you, but there was no guarantee behind that promise.

You shrugged. "It's no skin off my back, besides, I sort of needed the overtime pay anyways." Finishing off your tea, you placed the mug softly on the table. "Oh, but you do actually have to call in when you can, because if we don't know if you're okay or not, we have to call child protective services. Which, to be honest, is the last thing I wanna do."

With a cute little wink, you turned back to Daeyoon. "Okay Princess, it's time to crown King Ju and go home, alright?" 

“Nooooooo,” Daeyoon whined, "I wanna play with you and Papa."

“I think we’ve bothered them for long enough, Daeyoon. It’s time to go.” Haknyeon held out his hand for the crown and put it on his head with a smile when Daeyoon handed it over. He then picked up Daeyoon’s bag, slung it over one shoulder, and picked up Daeyoon so his chest was against his own. Daeyoon’s legs naturally wrapped around Haknyeon’s waist. He wouldn’t protest anymore, not when he got to sit in Haknyeon’s grip — his favorite. Apparently he liked hearing his dad’s heartbeat. Slowly, Haknyeon made his way out of the room. “Do you drive home?”

You looked up at Haknyeon after putting away the tea set, grabbing your own bag, and turning off the room lights, walking out and closing the door behind you. “No, I take the bus usually.”

“Usually?”

Your eyes turned to the floor as you let out a nervous laugh. “Yeah… sometimes I leave my pass at home so I have to walk. Oh, I have it today, though.”

The sky outside glowed a soft pink colour, a warning that night would soon fall. Haknyeon could feel the weight in his arms growing heavier, and he knew that meant Daeyoon was falling asleep, something he always did in the comfort of his father’s hold. “It’s getting dark,” he said as you both stepped out of Dream Daycare.

“I don’t live very far,” you assured with a smile.

“I…” Was he really about to ask? Yes. “I could give you a lift, if you’d like, as thanks for your troubles. I know Daeyoon can be a handful.”

“That’s very sweet of you to offer, but I’m actually meeting a friend tonight. They’re going to pick me up just down the road.” You pointed in the opposite direction of where Haknyeon was headed, and he felt his heart deflate. He wasn’t sure why, but he knew he’d enjoy a few more minutes with you. There was no point in arguing, though, you barely knew him.

He wanted to get to know you.

“But…” you drawled, taking one step closer to him, hands clasped behind your back, “I wouldn’t be against thanks in the form of ice cream this weekend. Only if the Princess approves, of course.”

Haknyeon could only meet your eyes in shock for more than a few seconds. Letting out a laugh that was more a relieved exhale than anything, he smiled to the ground. He returned his gaze to you. “It’s a date.”

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[ kim sunwoo ] ꕤ you're safe

synopsis : little by little, some special moments made you think differently about your annoying roommate : late night conversation, stolen kisses in the dark... yes, life made you fall hard for kim sunwoo, letting you wrap yourself in this feeling of having a safe place created just for you.

genre : fluff, angst, one shot, slice of life, roommate to lovers, college ! au pairing : kim sunwoo x gn ! reader word count : 9.7k> warnings : make out?, fight, parental abuse (i mean, sunwoo's dad in this is a dick but verbally), anxiety attack

a/n : hi, this is suppose to be titled take a sit, bc most of you know how much sunu's thighs could drive me crazy, anyway — i finally decided to change everything a bit. i realized that the boyz was my safe place, especially sunwoo these last days, and i just wanted to express that. i'm just so glad to have this sunshine in my life, and i know that sunwoo is also a safe place for a lot of deobis. so yea, are ya go, a little thing just to remind you why sunwoo is our safe place.

i.

sunwoo was annoying. he was an annoying roommate, an annoying classmate, and an annoying seducer. everyone at school was at his feet, and spent their time complimenting every patch of skin belonging to him. his cat eyes, deep and bewitching, his sparkling smile that can warm all the hearts of the planet, his delicate, flawless hands that everyone seemed to want to hold, his hair that looked so soft, fluttering in the morning breeze, and finally, his body a little too exposed in his soccer uniform, revealing his muscular thighs that were talked about across campus. not a day went by that you didn't hear about kim sunwoo and his thighs.

today was a day like any other, another day when you were still late for class, and running down the halls to get to your classroom. it was not trivial that you were late, the teachers were used to it, but you had the awful tendency to never find a place to sit down. now in front of the closed door, you took a time to catch your breath, fixing your messy hair, looking for a drinkable excuse to excuse your lateness.

but you didn't even have time to knock on the door, the latter opened in front of you, giving way to the bored face of your math teacher. this last sighing, let you pass by looking at his watch : « late again.. take a sit. hurry up. » — nodding your head positively with a sorry little smile, you walked into the room, scanning every nook and cranny to find a free seat, without success. but the daring person that is kim sunwoo, giving you the most charming smile ever after a few seconds, moved his chair away from his school table, before repeatedly patting his thighs to get you to sit on them. you rolled your eyes at his behavior and the jealous comments of the other girls in your class, finally making a decision : swiveling towards your teacher, you took a seat on one of the steps of the amphitheater, on the floor, thinking that sitting on the floor was always better than being on sunwoo's lap.

the teacher did not seem bothered by this, and quickly resumed his lesson, leaving you quietly on the floor. to be honest, it had already happened that sunwoo offered you to sit on his lap, in front of everyone, and each time you refused. which obviously does not discourage him.

ii.

sitting alone on the bleachers of the school's football stadium, you stared at the horizon, completely lost in your thoughts. you were stuck : waking up too late this morning, you left home in fourth gear, forgetting to take your keys with you. result, you had to wait wisely for your roommate to finish his soccer practice to go back home with him, and finally have the opportunity to take a good, hot and well deserved shower. sighing for the umpteenth time frowning from the too dazzling sun, your attention was suddenly drawn to the conversation of some girls who were sitting not far from you. their all too blatant conversation, was focused on an unusual subject : the muscular thighs of the captain of the soccer team.

who would turn out to be your roommate.

it was no secret that kim sunwoo could make anyone's heart flinch as he wanted, but it was a whole different thing to hear a random girl praise a part of his body like this. rolling your eyes when she started to stray way too far into the subject, you picked up your bag, hanging it on your shoulder, before going down the steps of the stands to find yourself near the field. leaning on the wooden outline, you silently watched the team players run energetically behind a balloon. « they have so much energy gosh, it would not be me who would do that.. » — you whispered to yourself, letting your gaze finally focus on this one and only person. you might be annoyed by each of the inappropriate remarks you could hear about sunwoo, you had to admit that some of them weren't fake. because to be honest, he was probably carved by the hands of a greek god at this point.

you were so far in your thoughts that you didn't even notice that a sweating figure had approached you : « earth to y/n, are you again dreaming about me? » — sunwoo's annoying voice reaches your ears, making you roll your eyes as you move your face away from his. « only in your wild dreams, kim sunwoo. are you done practicing? i wanna go home. » he nodded positively, following your movements while advancing along the low wall, finally passing the barrier to join you.

your relationship was nothing special, you weren't actually even really friends. sunwoo was just looking for a new roommate, and you were looking for cheap rent : which ultimately made you both happy. sunwoo was the opposite of you, he excelled in all areas, first place in all campus sports clubs, a real social butterfly and mister super popular. you, you were just basic, a random person among so many others who took life with ease, but with an unparalleled sense of humor. sunwoo noticed this, and that's when he started flirting nonstop with you — which only annoyed you and rolled your eyes even more than usual.

« you're so clumsy, one day you will forget your head. » — while you both waited quietly for the metro to arrive, he decided to break the silence with a remark that made you sigh. with a fake smile on your lips, you turned your face towards him, wrinkling your nose while speaking : « maybe, but at least, i'll have my good doggie roommate to bring it back to me ! » as he was about to fight back, the subway stopped right in front of you, and you hurried to get inside. but you quickly regretted having been too lazy to walk to your shared apartment : the subway was so armored that you were afraid to feel people's bodies pressed against yours. squeezing the subway bar with your hand now covered with a light layer of sweat, your breathing became more and more jerky, your eyes running here and there in the tight little space trying to find some way out, without success.

but suddenly you felt a torso cling to your back, causing you a horrible chill down your spine. you were petrified, not daring to make a single movement as you missed your breath more and more, little twinkling stars loomed in your vision, making your frail legs shake. you were about to burst into tears, salty little pearls getting stuck in the corner of your eyes, when a hand clung to your waist, making you jump slightly : « it's just me, i'm here, » sunwoo's low voice reaches your ears, slightly reassuring your panicked heart, « turn around. » with difficulty, you complied with his request, now finding yourself in front of him, your pupils frightened in his. little by little, his fingers came closer to yours, enveloping your small trembling hand in the warmth of his. sunwoo's serious gaze was comforting, slowly chasing your fears one by one, calming the panic attack crackling deep inside you — it was reassuring to have him near you, his eyes and words blurring your thoughts, as if everyone in the subway was now transparent, without being able to reach you. « you're okay now, i don't leave you alone. » — you nodded and let it go when he pulled you to him, nestling your lost face in the crook of his neck. your free hand clung desperately to the edge of his shirt, slaughtering the latter's material as if your life depended on it. since when was sunwoo as warm as a sunset? since when did you let him be so close to you? you were grateful that he was there, you dared not even imagine your state if sunwoo had not been there to comfort your panicked heart. it might have been unusual, but he had done for you what no one else had ever done. « you're safe, y/n. » — his honey voice in a sigh, crashed into your ear, drowning in your hair to bring warmth to your body. you nodded slightly, camouflaging your face a little more in the hollow of his neck by gradually taking your breath.

lost in the comforting warmth of your roommate's arms, you hadn't noticed the dark look that sunwoo was giving to this man much older than you, who dared to put his dirty gaze on your bare thighs. sunwoo didn't know when he started to develop a protective side, even possessive with you : all he knew was that he couldn't stand other people to lay their eyes on you. when the man in the black suit decided to finally look away, sunwoo scanned the stops screen to see that they would soon be arriving near their apartment. his hand still hanging on your waist, gently caressed your back from bottom to top, patiently waiting for the subway to stop completely. he would be lying if he didn't say that a soft warm filled his heart with happiness — because he had the person of his dreams in his hands. sunwoo knew a lot of girls at the college had a crush on him, obviously it flattered his ego with the highest fist, but he, all he saw, was his awkward roommate who could make his heart twirl.

when the subway finally stopped, and everyone around you rushed outside, your tired body moved away from him, planting your glassy eyes in his. a tender smile spread over sunwoo's perfect lips, as he let go of the subway bar, dragging yours down in its fall. his pinky clung mechanically to yours, not daring to look away for a single second : « let's go home. » — you slowly nodded, following the movement of the other passengers to exit the subway. walking leisurely through the cold streets of seoul, sunwoo never let go of your hand, keeping you safe with him for the duration of your walk.

when the two of you met in the elevator, patiently waiting for it to climb the floors, a slight laugh left your lips, attracting the dark haired boy's attention. « what are you laughing at? » — he asks you, turning his hazel eyes to your doll face. you did not look away, fixing an invisible point in front of you while nodding negatively to him. ending up sighing as you walk towards the automatic doors of the elevator, you watched your roommate's face out of the corner of your eye, rubbing the tip of your nose with your index finger : « i really can't believe i let you hug me when you haven't showered yet. » a slight laugh left his lips before he pushed you out of the elevator to your apartment door, threatening to do it again if you don't hurry.

iii.

you came home from school earlier, a terrible headache got the better of you all afternoon, pushing you to sleep from 2 p.m. to 5 p.m., when you heard the front door open with a crash. straightening up on the couch, you faced the worried face of sunwoo, who was staring at you trying somehow to get rid of his shoes. rubbing your eyes still filled with fatigue as he locked the door behind him, your roommate approached you, resting the back of his hand against your forehead. stopping your movements, you raised an eyebrow, letting your pupils rest in his in a questioning manner : « what are you doing? », you say, sliding your fingers on the threads of the sweatshirt he was wearing, pulling on these to make his face disappear behind the material of the latter, « i don't know what changmin might have told you, but i'm not sick. »

sunwoo pulled his hand away, loosening the laces of his top to make his face reappear, and you noticed that he looked dead tired. pulling the corner of his watermelon lips to make a smile appear on his face, you sit properly on the couch, as his pretty hands grabbed your knees to keep him from falling back. « are you okay? » — your soft voice broke something inside him, and suddenly his usually sparkling eyes looked blank. you lost your smile, putting your hands around his neck as he came to snuggle up against you, seeking comfort in the warmth of your arms. you had a sudden sense of déjà vu, drawing a tender smile on your lips as your delicate fingers slid between his dark locks. he looked so messy but so peaceful at the same time, kim sunwoo was a unique person, and despite your constant desire to punch him, you had to admit that his smile and his boba eyes, made your little heart flinch sometimes.

you knew sunwoo wasn't the type to want to talk when he was down, so you just comforted him with all the warmth you had inside you. your fingers tracing invisible shapes on the back of his neck, as his head rested comfortably against your chest, cradled by your healthy breathing. sunwoo's arms slipped around your waist, keeping you close to him, while closing his glassy eyes, enjoying the reassuring silence and the sweetness of your gestures. the television screen suddenly turned off, having exceeded the standby time, plunging you into the dark, the room only lit by the rising moon that came through the living room window. you had the misfortune to lay your sweet gaze on your roommate's face, exploring with your pupils the smallest details of his face : his wavy and tangled locks falling on his forehead, the curve of his eyebrows and his nose that you wanted to delicately trace with your fingers, the unshakeable shadow of his eyelashes falling on the top of his cheekbones, the perfect outline of his heart shaped mouth... you couldn't deny that sunwoo was fucking attractive. tracing an invisible line on his skin, guiding your fingers up his neck to the sharp curve of his jawline, you thought you felt a shiver run through his body. your sudden change of location caught your roommate's attention, causing him to open his eyes and lift his head to make direct contact with your eyes.

neither of you spoke, you were just looking at each others eyes : sunwoo noticed that your face combed with tenderness and a warm smile, while you noticed that his seemed lost and cold. in a delicate motion you slid your hand against his cheek, flicking your thumb to stroke his peachy skin. leaning forward, approaching his attentive ear, you whispered a few words that stole the ground under his body : « you're safe, woo. » sunwoo could swear he had never felt his heart beat so fast as it does now, and that he had never felt all these strange things in the pit of his stomach before. when your face was in front of his again, you thought you saw a faint spark of hope rising in his eyes, compressing your heart in your chest. you knew he deserved the world, but you didn't know since when his well-being was so important to you.

you didn't remember when your affection for sunwoo changed, you don't remember when you started to wonder how he was, to worry when he seemed tired, to argue with him when he skipped meals. your relationship was undoubtedly evolving for the better, and this could undoubtedly be beneficial for your life in community. but you were afraid that your feelings would change too much and lead to your downfall — you had always wanted to stay away from sunwoo, knowing full well that he brilliantly fulfilled each of the boxes of your expectations, becoming for you the perfect representation of your ideal type. unfortunately, for your weak little heart, your roommate was always ready to take care of you, to help you, to make you forget all the bad worries of everyday life. sunwoo was an absolute sweetheart, even though he spent his time flirting, which made the fact of taking him seriously more complicated.

but you didn't remember seeing him as vulnerable as today, as if the sun in his heart was scrambled by an eternal eclipse. sunwoo was a real ray of sunshine, and he only looked like moonlight right now, like you usually do. tracing the top of his cheekbone with your fingertips, you tilted your face slightly to the right, admiring his hazelnut orbs. « i'm sure you've heard this phrase a million times before, but you're pretty awesome. » — your words made him laugh, painting his cheeks with a light pinkish hue. you suddenly realized how close his face was to yours, his minty breath brushing your fruity lips. « y/n, » sunwoo began to speak, his fingers brushing the skin of your bare hip, causing a chill down your spine,

« can i kiss you? »

you blinked three times before seeing the sincerity etched in his eyes : he looked so desperate, looking for every ounce of love he could touch. you could detect that broken look in his brown eyes, that lost spark, filled with vulnerability that made you flinch. you didn't have to answer him with words, all you had to do was a simple little gesture or a big step forward. bringing your face gently to his, the tip of your nose brushed his cheek, nodding slightly positively — and in less time than it takes to say it, sunwoo's lips were found against yours, kissing you tenderly, but as if tomorrow doesn't exist. his kisses were desperate, as desperate as his hands clinging to your top. his lips intoxicated you, engulfing you in all the despair that was consuming him now.

you weren't stupid though, you knew he was kissing you only because he desperately needed affection to fill his bruised little heart. his hands pulling your body against his, engulfing you both in an intoxicating heat, the silence of the room ruined by the incessant sounds of your wet kisses. your fingers tangling in his hair, making his locks a fabulous disaster making him even more attractive than usual. your heart was pounding in your chest, when sunwoo's hands dared to slip under your top, his fingers coming in direct contact with your hot skin — without ever going further, so as not to make you uncomfortable. he just didn't want you to walk away, he needed warmth, needed physical contact, needed love that didn't seem to want to be given to him. sunwoo felt like the world was against him today, he felt exhausted, he felt oppressed, crushed, and the only person who could put warm and in his world stuck in the dark today, was his silly roommate who made his heart beat every day.

you were always there, with your rolling eyes, your sighs and your laughing comments. you were a real goofy fool to the bone, but he loved you like that. he was in love with your lazy gestures and your dinners ordered late at night in front of the tv. he had fallen in love with your indifference to him, your permanent nonchalance despite the fact that you were always secretly worried about him. he was in love with your incessant lateness in class, your cheeks flushed with shame and your hypocritical laugh at the comments of the girls in your class. he was in love with the cat scratches on your hands and your scraped knees, he was in love with your moles and your scars. you didn't have to have a flawless body and personality to be perfect, for him you were already just as you are. the love sunwoo had for you was pure and unwavering, and this since the first day he saw you. but you were way too blind to see it.

as you lifted your face lightly from his to catch your breath, sunwoo took the opportunity to slide his feverish lips over the sensitive skin of your neck. your hands clung a little more to his dark locks, tilting your face to the side to give him an easier access to that so sensitive part of your body. sunwoo was bewitching, and he gradually made you fall under his spell, pulling your body desperately against his. your arms caught around his neck, his big hands clutching your waist way too tight for you to escape, as his lips found yours again, in a feverish and envious kiss.

you probably spend the night kissing, stealing kisses here and there between two moonlights, speaking of how addicting each other's lips were, between two moans against your mouths and slightly too wandering hands — until the birdsong announces the coming of the morning. your lips must have been red and swollen, as much as sunwoo's now, who was looking at you in the most tender way. your fingertips gently caressed his left cheek, brushing the curve of his perfect lips stretched out in a smile, that drove your heart crazy. planting a last butterfly kiss on sunwoo's lips, you looked up at the clock in the living room to see that it was already almost time to leave for class. watching his face for a few seconds, placing a few strands of hair back on his forehead, you spoke in a whisper : « we must get ready to go woo, we have classes in a bit. » — but he didn't seem to agree, snuggling up to you, hiding his face in your neck. his fingers caught on your top as you tried to get away from him, determined to make it to school today, « let's just stay here for today, i don't wanna go to school, » his voice made you stop all movement, ready to grumble until he continued, « i want to stay with you. »

sunwoo was playing with your heart like he could play with a soccer ball. a sigh left your lips : you definitely didn't want to leave him, but you didn't want to miss class so far. catching up with class was way too tiring for you. so you pulled him away from you, laying your lips against his in a passionate kiss only meant to distract his attention, taking the opportunity to get up from the sofa and walk away to the bathroom, decided to get ready to go to class. leaving behind you a half-satisfied, half-sulky sunwoo — he kissed the person he loved but he's still all alone.

iv.

seated in the cafeteria with your friends, you struggled to keep your eyes open : spending the night kissing your roommate was definitely not your best decision. letting your chin fall into the palm of your hand, trying to keep your head straight, changmin's eyes made contact with yours. you raised an eyebrow as if to question him, until another friend of yours spoke up : « you look dead tired y/n, » chanhee's voice caught your attention, finally taking your gaze away from your best friend's, « did you spent the night partying without telling us? »

rolling your eyes, you shook your head negatively, playing with the rim of your cup while nibbling your lower lip nervously : should you tell them you spent the night making out with sunwoo? they could probably make up their minds, knowing them, they would directly make attive conclusions. but either way, they would probably find out eventually, knowing that your alcoholic tongue could sometimes be too talkative. nervously rubbing the tip of your nose with your finger, you end up leaning against the back of your chair, finally confessing the cause of your fatigue : « alright, i spent the night making out with sunwoo. »

« you did what? » changmin smirked, staring at you with half-astonished, half-i-already-knew-it-eyes, as chanhee looked ready to fall out of his chair, « so you guys are together now? » — you nodded negatively, picking some fruit from changmin's plate and eating two, three in a row. sighing when seeing that chanhee didn't seem to understand the situation, you cleared your throat before continuing : « nah, we're not together. he just nedded affection, and i was here. that's all. »

chanhee frowned, as changmin looked amused by it all. speaking of changmin, your best friend approached you, stroking your arm with his fingertips while bringing his face closer to yours under the questioning eyes of chanhee. « so, you just kissed him because he was in need of attention? » — he started to speak, as you turned your face to his, smirking. changmin was arguably the only person you got along with so well, no other person could make you as comfortable as him. « yea, then what mister ji? » your best friend brought his face a little closer to yours, without you moving, despite the urge to slap him in the face, « so if i'm in need of attention, are you gonna kiss me too? »

brushing changmin's nose with yours, you nodded slowly and positively, addressing a big flirtatious smile a little too forced to be sincere. « i can't believe i am actually witnessing this scene, » chanhee's disgusted tone made you both laugh, as you kissed changmin's cheek to accentuate the disgust of the older one, « you guys are gross ! » — your arms clung to your best friend's, resting your head on his shoulder. you may have been sorely lacking in sleep, but you were happy to have friends like them.

lost in your thoughts, you hadn't noticed that a jealous little heart had also attended the scene, the latter shattering the little hope he had in him.

v.

the rain that had threatened the tranquility of the sky all day, had finally decided to fall in the late afternoon, at the exact moment when you were walking home after a night out at a restaurant with your friends. protecting yourself as best you could with your bag, you finally arrived in front of your building, stepping inside, instantly heading to the elevator. the corridors were deserted, as if all the inhabitants had escaped, you casually pressed the button of your floor, sighing lightly when you saw your face in the mirror : you really looked like a wet dog.

when you entered your shared apartment, you were surprised not to see anyone in the living room : the place was deserted, like the corridors of the building. taking off your shoes, you were just as surprised not to see sunwoo run up to you with a towel to dry your hair like he used to do. it was slightly unusual and unsettling to be honest, was he already asleep? no, sunwoo was as insomniac as you, the chances for him to be already asleep was little. maybe he was playing video games? in that case, why wasn't he playing on the large television in the living room? you shrugged to yourself, letting your soggy bag fall to the floor.

hanging your coat on the back of a chair, you stomped over to sunwoo's room, knocking three little knocks on the door : « woo? are you here? » surprisingly, you got no response, prompting you to push open the door, your eyes falling on his figure, which at first glance, was asleep. a soft smile painted your lips, as you approached him pulling his blanket over his shoulders. crouching down next to him, your fingers crept gently into his brown locks, naturally tracing the curve of his eyebrows.

sitting on the floor, your chin resting on your knees, you gently cuddled his cheek : he looked far away in heaven, his face looking so peaceful, and you were glad he managed to get to sleep after the sleepless night you spent together. sighing lightly, pressing your cheek against your knee, you end up wrapping your arms around your legs, bringing them against to your chest. your roommate looked like a dream, looking so elusive but so close to your delicate fingers. « you're so pretty, kim sunwoo. » — your voice in a whisper, broke the silence of the room, does not disturb the peaceful sleep of the boy.

finally deciding that it was time for you to do the same, regain the warmth of your sheets and sleep ten hours in a row, you got up slowly, without taking your eyes off the almost motionless silhouette of your roommate. stretching your arm muscles slightly, you approached the door slowly, being careful not to step on anything dragging on the floor. but when you felt the tip of your nose itchy, you automatically knew that your roommate's sleep would soon be disturbed : a not at all inconspicuous sneeze escaping your body, causing sunwoo to wake up behind you.

sighing as you felt your cheeks flush with shame, muttering insults to yourself in your teeth, you slowly pivoted your body to the boy behind you, facing a half-awake, half-asleep sunwoo, his doe eyes questioning you. « i'm so sorry, just go back to sleep. » — you say quickly, hurrying to the exit door when his voice, asking you to stay with him, stopped you in your step. you really weren't used to his so vulnerable, slightly pleading tone, that just made you want to run close to him. turning around, and a few steps back, you found yourself now sitting on his bed next to him, sunwoo wide awake.

« are you sick? » your voice and your hand now on his forehead, brought sunwoo out of his thoughts, making him look up at your doll face, only lit by the small neon light in his bedroom. he nodded his head slightly and negatively, staring at your hair still wet from the rain outside, now understanding why you sneezed. « me no, but you yes. » — his slightly hoarse voice caught you off guard, laughing lightly, assuring him it was nothing serious.

you felt his fingers trace the curve of yours, drawing invisible lines on them : he looked so fine, his skin carved from porcelain, delicate gestures that blend perfectly with the purity of his wonderful features. « y/n, can i ask you something? » he started to say, giving you the opportunity to answer him with a simple nod of the head, followed by a tender smile that touched him right in the heart, « i think i like this person, but i think they like somebody else. »

his sudden question caused a twinge in your heart, for you-don't-know-what reason. nervously biting your lower lip, tilting your face slightly to the side, you pretended to think, looking for the right words to answer him. « why don't you ask them? » you started, shrugging your shoulders again before planting your eyes in his. sunwoo shrugged in turn, taking his gaze away from your face to stare at your hand almost clinging to his. deep inside him, it was total chaos : was he really going to let his feelings come to light? he decided to play the fool, continuing with his foolish questions : « how can i ask them? »

you had never seen sunwoo like this, him who was confident and daring, flirting non stop with most of the girls he met, looked completely lost currently. imitating his movements, staring at your hand almost joined to his, you slipped your fingers delicately between his, nibbling the inside of your cheek. « you just have to tell them that you like them. » — you explained, in a nonchalant voice but not too much, so as not to notice the slight bitterness at the back of your throat. a sigh left his lips, as he seemed to collect his every thought, his hand squeezing yours a little harder, despite the fact that its grip was meant to be delicate.

« i like you. » — his almost inaudible voice made your cheeks blush, which he luckily couldn't notice. had he just made a confession to you? or was he just using you to visualize the scene? you didn't know how to react, your heart beating way too fast for your liking, he looked so unreal in the neon light of his bedroom, his doe eyes staring at your face like the most precious thing in his eyes. he held the entire universe in his eyes, making him look even more irresistible to you, melting the little particles of your heart. your free hand found refuge on his cheek, cuddling the latter tenderly for a few seconds before speaking too : « i like you too. »

sunwoo felt panic creep into his veins, making his heart pound, a shiver rolling down his spine. he couldn't believe what he just heard, did you really just return his feelings to him? so like that, you liked him too? he suddenly regretted not telling you earlier, not confessing his feelings to you the night you kissed, because a love declaration under the light of the moon, lighting up your face that he loved so much, could have been very romantic. as he was ready to speak, making a slight forward motion to reach your lips, he was stopped by your voice which captured the silence of his bedroom again. « that's what the person will answer you ! i'm pretty sure about it. and to be honest... who won't love you, mister super popular? » — your sentence followed by a laugh, ruffling his messy hair, made sunwoo lose control.

obviously, how could he believe that you would like him back? he was angry with himself for leaving the little hope deep inside him, playing tricks on him. frustration took hold of his muscles, as he suddenly let go of your hand, clearing his throat in a fake laugh that you noticed right away, before he nods his head slightly. as the room was again immersed in dead silence, you approached him, placing a delicate kiss on his cheek, a small gesture which did not however deflect his gaze lost on an invisible point of his room. sunwoo felt really bad, and taking a rake, on purpose or not, had just wrapped his heart in an icy envelope. « nobody can resist you sunwoo, believe me. » — do you say before getting up, heading towards the door of his room, which you hastened to close behind you.

on his side, sunwoo camouflaged himself under his blanket, wrapping his face in his pillow in an attempt to chase away all the frustration that was crackling inside him. he felt stupid, completely stupid to have been able to believe that a person like you could fall for a boy like him : he sometimes forgets that you see him as a player, flirting with everyone that moves aroud him. and on your side, your back against his door, you were trying to calm the flush of your cheeks and your heart pounding way too fast for someone who didn't like their roommate. biting your lower lip, insulting you for pretending not to have responded directly to his confession, you seriously wanted to hide under your bed just at the idea of ​​seeing him with someone other than you.

vi.

it was a annoying day, in your annoying little life, watching a annoying movie with your annoying roommate. the rain beating in full force outside, prevent you from doing anything else than staying warm under a big blanket, in your shared apartment. sunwoo was half asleep on your lap, your fingers playing with the strands of his hair as you drew some popcorn in your mouth. he still looked so pure, despite his pouty lips that made you feel like he was preoccupied. sliding a finger under his chin, you pivoted his face towards yours, questioning him with your gaze — which was stupid considering he had his eyes closed.

« yah, woo, is everything okay? » — a long sigh left his lips, as he slowly straightened up, finding himself sitting next to you. he rubbed his eyes like a child, before running a hand through his hair, making his gestures captivating. he looked so cute and so hot at the same time, making you look away, pretending to be interested in the movie playing in front of you. « i have a family dinner this weekend, and i don't want to go alone. » — you didn't know much about sunwoo's family, he rarely spoke about them. well, almost never, in reality. every time you tried to find out more, sunwoo quickly changed the subject, not wishing to dwell on it. « i'm still looking for someone to accompany me, » he said in a barely audible voice, playing nervously with the edge of his t-shirt, « would you like to come with me? »

you looked at him with an eyebrow raised, tilting your head slightly because you not really understand why he wanted you to go with him. crossing your arms across your chest, you rest your chin on his knee, now pulled up to your chest : « why don't you ask one of your groupies at school? there are many of them who would be happy to accompany you. » — another sigh left his lips as he brought up the most charming of smiles on his face, approaching you to come and run the tips of his fingers down your arm. « no, you are much funnier than them. »

a laugh escaped your lips as you rolled your eyes, pushing his hand from your arm, shaking your head. you hated that he knew it was the best compliment anyone could give you, hiding you in the blanket by clingy to his warm body, raising your eyebrows like a diva : « ah yea, i know. to bad they can't me ! » — your remark drew a laugh from sunwoo, who hastened to flick your forehead : to which you retorted by tapping his thigh as hard as possible. after a few minutes of bickering, you found yourself bundled up in his arms, your head resting on his chest, affording you a breathtaking view of the sharp curve of his jaw. that delicate gaze he had only with you, was lost again in the depth of your eyes. that delicate look that just made you want to lose yourself in your feelings and melt against his lips, his arms hanging around you, holding you like his life depends on it.

« so.. does that mean you're coming with me? » his voice sounded so insecure, making you smile tenderly. nodding positively, you saw the little spark appear in his brown doe eyes, making your heart capsize. « but i come for your mother's homemade dishes, not for you ! » — a crystalline laugh escaped his lips, knowing full well that you didn't even know if his mother was cooking well or not. he hugged you so tightly that you felt overwhelmed by the wave of happiness that entered him, and you felt satisfied to see him so happy just because of you. he suddenly looked you in the eyes, her face cradled with a smile that made your heart beat faster, placing a warm kiss against your forehead, before pulling away from you to disappear into the kitchen.

you really had to stop letting sunwoo play with your heart like a soccer ball.

vii.

you could feel sunwoo's nervousness right in your fingertips as you both waited outside the door of the family home — his trembling fingers banging yours with every movement. « yah, kim sunwoo, » rotating him towards you, you put your warm hands against his cheeks, forcing him to look at you, « am i not supposed to be the one who should be stressed actually? » — a small laugh left your lips, as her roommate closed his eyes slightly, shaking his head negatively. you didn't understand the nature of his stress, but you could at least make him feel slightly more comfortable. pulling yourself up on your tiptoes, you planted a kiss on the corner of his heart shaped lips, your eyes instantly lost in his that had just opened again : « i'm with you, woo. i don't leave you alone. »

a sigh left his lips, ready to speak, when the door opened in front of you, revealing a boy older than sunwoo, but who looked strangely like him. you scanned him up and down, not knowing how to react, until he spoke up, giving you a smile to die for : « hi, i'm sunwoo's older brother, but you can call me younghoon ! you must be y/n? nice to meet you ! » — following the boy's movements, you nodded back, smiling at him as you followed him inside the house, sunwoo on your heels. the house was very cozy, perfectly decorated in neutral but warm tones, a good smell of spicy chicken misting the hallways. everything looked pretty here, in an indescribable cottony envelope.

as you had a warm chat with sunwoo's brother — the latter remaining strangely silent — you walked into the living room, now facing a young woman with two older people, that you presumed to be sunwoo's parents. the two women walked up to you, greeting you warmly by introducing themselves : one was younghoon's wife, and the second was indeed the mother of your roommate. « since my little brother has lost his tongue, i present to you y/n, his roommate about whom he has told us so much. » — you suddenly felt the tops of your ears blush, those words making you raise an eyebrow as you pivot your head towards sunwoo who suddenly looked embarrassed, scratching the back of his neck, finally removing his hands from his pockets.

there was still a person to meet : but once in front of them, you felt like a weight crashing on your shoulders. sunwoo's father had an imposing and terrifying aura, nothing to do with sunwoo's sparkling eyes or younghoon's warm smile. you clearly had the impression that he had nothing to do with his sons, but you gave him the best of your smiles, nodding politely, introducing yourself to him. « nice to meet you mr. kim, i'm y/l/n y/n, sunwoo's roommate. » — the man in front of you remained unmoved, letting a blank invade the room, until the mother of the family spoke, inviting everyone to sit down.

you found yourself sitting next to sunwoo, his leg bouncing in stress against yours. as you were chatting calmly with younghoon's wife, you felt sunwoo reaching out beside you, glancing at him, you may have noticed his father's contemptuous look on his figure. trying to act as if nothing had happened, you slip your hand discreetly into his, intertwining your fingers with his in his jacket pocket. you felt sunwoo's fingers cling more tightly to yours, which prompted you to gently stroke the back of his hand with your thumb. everything was going for the best, in a good atmosphere, despite the strange pressure that was lodged between sunwoo and his father.

after long conversations, sunwoo's mother asked him to set the table, which made him get up as quickly as the light. looking around, you apologized to his family, informing them that you were going to help the youngest of them to finalize his task. as you entered the kitchen, you saw him staring at the cupboards without moving, coming to put your arms around his waist, resting your chin on his shoulder. you felt his body relax under your arms, offering a warmth to your heart that you couldn't explain. « are you okay? do you want us to go home? » — concern was heard in your voice, which did not escape his ear. sunwoo negatively shook his head, pivoting towards you while imitating your movements, sliding his arms around you. he looked you in the eye, giving you a sorry little smile : « i'm sorry y/n, » you didn't understand why he was apologizing, pushing you to question him with your gaze, « i'm sorry for what you're going to attend next. » — he didn't leave you the choice to answer or not, that he moved away from you as his brother entered the room, come to help you set the table.

now, seated next to each other around a good hot meal specially cooked for the occasion, everyone savored their plate in restful silence. sunwoo's mother spoke again, suddenly asking you a rather intimate question : « my sunwoo could be a good boyfriend for you y/n, right? » — laughing at his question, you nodded sometimes negatively, sometimes positively, ending up shrugging and swallowing your piece of chicken. « yes maybe ! but we're just roommate ma'am. » — while you were going to continue your sentence, sunwoo's dad spoke for the first time today.

« i bet they would be much happier with someone like our younghoon, more than sunwoo. » — raising an eyebrow at his sentence, you observed sunwoo's reaction who suddenly lowered his head, staring at his plate. you definitely didn't understand why a simple question could take a turn like this, and neither did you understand how this man's voice could contain so much contempt in just a few words. banging his fist on the table, you jumped slightly at the gesture, until he continued : « who would want to date a good-for-nothing like him? not even able to be in a good school to learn how to be a good doctor like his brother, » you thought you were hallucinating, feeling your heart tighten in your chest just because he spoke badly about the amazing person sunwoo was, « all he can do is run after a ball like a dog. you make me ashamed, kim sunwoo. »

you could not stand such behavior, nor such false things said about your roommate. you weren't the disrespectful type, but you couldn't stand for mean things to be thrown around like this without justification. « i'm sorry mister, but.. » your sudden speech caught everyone's attention, including sunwoo, who stared at you with shocked eyes, « are you talking about this kim sunwoo? because if so, i want to warn you that you are on the wrong track. »

you felt like you were facing a bull ready to charge, sunwoo's dad eyes nuanced with a red that made a cold chill running down your back, despite your daring behavior. you didn't dare look away from the man, ignoring sunwoo's round eyes peering at your angry face : you were too upset with the old man to properly think about your behavior. « excuse me? » letting out a hypocritical laugh leave your lips, you pushed the inside of your cheek with your tongue, thinking about the words to use in defend him. « i tell you, you're wrong. you underestimated your son, and i can't let you talk bad about him like that. sunwoo is multitalented, he is first in every sports club he is in, he is regular in his homework and he is one of the highest grade people in the whole campus. he's the captain of the soccer team and i can assure you he's doing a great job, and you can say whatever you want, he's the most talented person i know. he always takes care of the people around him, he is always ready to help everyone even when he is busy, and i am the best person to know that because i live with him every day. have you tried to get interested in what it does? what does he believe in? what makes him special? i don't think so. so, mister, called me a disrespectful person if you want, but never talk about sunwoo like that again, because he's worth so much more than you claim. »

every pair of eyes in the room were on you, each a shocked look on their face, staring at you like you've just detonated a bomb. you understood now, why sunwoo had apologized earlier, he apologized for his father's shitty behavior — and you couldn't stand that either. apart from living and doing what he loves, sunwoo hadn't done anything wrong, and he certainly didn't deserve to be treated like that by one of the people who gave him life. finally turning your gaze to your roommate you analyzed everything his eyes were currently screaming at you : some are you crazy? looks, some thank you for all looks, a whole mixture of sadness, fear, gratitude and deliverance in his black orbs. you finally got up from your chair, thanking sunwoo's mother for this short but good meal, before reaching out to him : « let's go home, woo. »

sunwoo seemed hesitant, but ended up sliding his cold hand into yours, following you outside the house. you no longer wanted to leave him in this morbid atmosphere which only hurt his morale. sunwoo deserved much better than to be treated this way.

as you both walked silently through the streets, reaching the nearest bus stop, he stopped in his step, holding you by the hand. « why did you do that? » his voice was weak, almost inaudible, but that did not prevent you from hearing only him. you did not dare to turn to him, biting your lip while shrugging your shoulders : « he said mean things about you. » — but this justification did not seem to convince him, he knew you too well to know that you had not reacted like this just because he spoke badly about him. « you're so lazy that even talking is sometimes too complicated for you, » this fact made you laugh, positively nodding your head because deep down, he was absolutely right, « so don't lie to me. »

you took a few steps back, now finding yourself facing him. it took a few seconds for you to look up at him, your eyes instantly lost in the beauty of his, and you caught yourself smiling like a fool. sunwoo had your heart in his hands, and you blamed yourself for falling for him so easily — but you couldn't blame him, sunwoo was as cute as a kitten, as soft as cotton, as warm as the sun, and as hot as a drama actor. sunwoo was everything you wanted, and you promised yourself that you would do everything so that he always kept that beaming smile on his lips.

« because i want you to be safe. » lost in your thoughts, your eyes sparkling with stars in his, you squeezed sunwoo's hand a little more in yours. « and this house, despite the warm atmosphere and the smell of your mother's good food, is not safe for you. it's not safe for your heart. your father's words, what he thinks of you, will never make you happy. you deserve someone who believes in you, who is proud of you as much as i am, kim sunwoo. » — your heart was pounding in your chest as you stared at his face in the tenderest way. you take a step forward, finding yourself even closer to him, without your eyes taking away from each other. « you see, for a few days, i have realized something. i realized that you were my safe place. with you i always feel good, i'm never afraid, i feel safe. because you make me happy, seeing you smile makes me happy, hearing your heart beating makes me happy. when you hold my hand in yours, i know nothing can happen to me. because i know you will always be with me, i know you will never let go of my hand. at first, i was afraid to fall for you, i was afraid you would break my heart again and again. but you make it everyday so happy and warm, that i know i can have blind trust in you. you are the most wonderful person i know, sunwoo, and my life is so much more beautiful when you are there to light it up. and when i feel like everything is going to make me so fucking sad, i come to find your smile to be happy again, and to tell me that being your roommate was my best decision. because you're my safe place, kim sunwoo. and i wanna be yours, i wanna be your safe place. i want you to come find me when you feel bad, i want to make you smile again, every time you feel bad, i want you to take my hand and tell yourself that nothing can happen to you if i'm with you, because that's how i feel when i'm with you. i feel safe. like in subway, when i felt like i was running out of air, you wrapped me in your safe cocoon, and that's when i knew i had already fallen for you. you're my sunshine, and i can't thank life enough for putting you in my path. »

you were now facing sunwoo's teardrop-filled eyes, shimmering yours, where those salty pearls were already surging down your cheeks. your beaming smile made him lose his balance, he was on the verge of bursting into tears at your words which had touched him right in the heart. all those times he thought he wasn't good enough for you, thought he didn't deserve you, when you actually considered him as your safe place, gave him a feeling of frustration. but these thoughts were quickly driven away, when he felt your hand gently rest on his cheek, chasing away the tears that had just run down his face. « oh and i love you. i love you many many. » — a big smile bathed your lips while saying this sentence, before the latter is replaced by a pair of lips on yours, kissing you in the most passionate way, as if tomorrow will never come.

an explosion of happiness crackled in your heart, giving your stomach those little butterflies everyone was talking about, your hearts beating in unison to the rhythm of the birdsong that surrounded you. your hand let go of his, wrapping your arms around his neck as he grabbed your waist to keep you trapped against him : kim sunwoo and his hot but sweet kisses could actually drive you crazy. sunwoo no longer thought of his father's hurtful words, he no longer felt like a nobody, he didn't have to pretend he didn't love you as much as he did — he was finally free, and safe. because you made him feel safe, like you always do, even without knowing it. your warm hand in his, your smiles, your laughter, your humor, everything made him feel good with you. in your eyes, he felt like the eighth wonder of the world, and nothing was as powerful as this feeling of love you gave him.

he pulled away for a few seconds, sliding his hands delicately against your cheeks, drying the latter wet with your salty tears — a smile beautifying his face, his eyes carrying all the stars of the sky inside them, which once again making your heart beat faster than usual.

« you're my safe place, y/n. and you always have been. »

viii.

a new school day also meant a new delay on your part, and you really didn't understand why sunwoo didn't wake you up this morning. typing in an angry way on your cell phone, you hastened to yell — by text — at your roommate.

📩 to woo : i swear imma going to kill you

📩 to woo : you stupid and annoying but fucking hot roommate

📩 to woo : i hate you >:(

you, obviously, had no credibility, because he dared not respond to your texts when you knew full well that he had seen them. running wildly in the hallways, you almost end up missing the door to your classroom, taking a few steps back, checking your outfit and face before knocking at the door. you were greeted by the bored voice of your teacher, telling you to come in and quickly find a place to sit, before he resumed his lesson.

scanning the free seats in the room, you weren't surprised to find none, doomed to find yourself sitting on the floor again. but a few things caught your attention : the girls from the last time openly laughed at you, facing their childish behavior again. rolling your eyes at that scene, almost dropping your backpack on the floor, your gaze finally landed on this one and only person who was making your heart beat at over a hundred miles an hour. without letting the others know, he left you just enough place to give you the best seat ever : your roommate's thighs.

the silly behavior of these girls got out of your head very quickly, smiling tenderly at sunwoo who was impatiently awaiting your coming. walking up to him, under their watchful eyes, you found yourself sitting on him in two seconds, his arm instantly encircling your waist. which did not seem to bother your teacher, who continued to read the pages of his books as if nothing had happened. on your side, you offered the most beautiful smile to the others, telling them that the kim sunwoo, was in reality, your boyfriend now.

grabbing a pencil from the latter's pencil case, you come to jot down a few little words on the corner of one the pages of his notebook — those little words that meant the world to him :

« thank you, kim sunwoo, to always make me feel safe. »

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💗Masterlist💗

ateez

Avenging Angel Dystopia//7k monster!seonghwa smut

In a barren, dictatorship-controlled nation, you lead a simple life with your boyfriend Yunho, a pianist, too oppressed to rebel. As stories of the people in high society being murdered run through the news, you come to find out who—or what—is behind these killings.

the boyz

An Attic Affair // stepbrother!younghoon + sunwoo 5.5k smut

Since the Kim brothers moved in, your life has been hell. Sunwoo took over your room and made you sleep in the attic, and Younghoon… well, you don’t mind seeing him. What makes it hellish is that you’re incredibly attracted to him, and he doesn’t even seem to notice you.

Dream // Vampire!Younghoon

🔴REC//Juyeon smut, guided masturbation and fingering

Controlling boyfriend blurb//juyeon super short + clit stimulation+spanking+bj

Cinderella Boy // Juyeon 9.3k smut + angst camboy!au+cinderella au

Living with his two stepbrothers while camboying from his little room, Juyeon dreams of a way to escape his situation. You’re a big fan of the camboy theblover, and when you suspect your fwb’s stepbrother of being him…

Falling Down... // Juyeon 6k yandere×smut

Guardian angel!Juyeon should stop her when the sweet innocent girl he looks after starts chasing her dreams and tainting her soul in the process… and yet he was attracted to that darkness in your soul, delicious and addictive. He’d never been so attracted to someone he looks after before, or worse, encouraged them to sin. At the end of it, you’ll be a sinner, and he will have… fallen.

if you hold me without hurting me you’ll be the first who ever did//Juyeon 3.8k smut, ROMANCE!!

You meet older rich guy Juyeon at a hotel bar, and the rest is history

The bad boy // juyeon-blurb warnings: 🔞sex with other people in the room, yandere!badboy!Juyeon, dumb!you, squirting, FILMING, people watching you get fucked and cheering, VERY VERY VERY MEAN fuck

Hug in a Letter // Haknyeon 8.8k

BBGG (Bad boy good girl) // Kim sunwoo 4k SMUT ROUGH, "slut" "whore" all types of smut properties

Sunwoo series - Bad Person Behavior

Kim Sunwoo, resident bad boy-slash-rich sycophant... mommy issues? Check. (Destroyed his mom's remarriage.) Daddy issues? Check. (Can’t say the word 'dad' without gagging.) When his therapist tells him he's got issues over issues and uses people like objects, what does he do? Doctor Shin, your wife has an excellent body...

1. Dangerous Liaisons // sunwoo, virgin!younghoon, daddy!sangyeon 11k

2. Do I Look Like Your Mommy? // milf!reader x sunwoo 6.4k

P1harmony

Maniac au // 2.5k jiung smut

svt

Purple Hyacinths // Junhui angst 6k

Synopsis:Your marriage to Wen Junhui has been in the public eye for 7 years, and you have a beautiful son together. As news of you filing for divorce hit the tabloids, everyone, even your own husband, is wondering why and piecing the moments of love, sickness, and strength together to figure out what went wrong.

Love, Actually//Junhui smut fluff angst 11k

Graphic smut, the story of you and your boss starts with one new year's kiss... or new year's fuck. Dilf!boss!jun

A File For Junhui // Jun smut fluff 12.2k

When concert-pianist-in-training!Jun found your music (before he even found out you went to the same university and in the same major) he wished to himself, damn. I wish somebody loved me like that. But what does he know—all those songs were literally, I mean literally, all about him.

Txt

Hatefuck // soobin smut, rough, sub!soobin

[peachybun-bun]

Summer On the Court: The Boyz Summer Series (Kevin)

pairing; Kevin Moon x f reader

genre; non idol au, angst, slow burn, comedy, established lovers, smut

notes/warnings; other members of the boyz are mentioned in cameos and in passing as employees of the country club and adventure park, the reader is a rich girl, there is a lot of angst, bad jokes are made, lots of cute shit. protected sex, fingering, oral (m & f receiving/giving), guided masturbation/mutual masturbation, praising, teasing

word count; 17k and some change (holy shit)

There will be more parts to The Boyz Summer Series in the future. The next part planned will be Jacob's part in the same AU.

“That’s really good form!” 

Your mom smiles as Kevin praises her when her racket makes contact with the tennis ball, sending it back over the net towards him. He shifts easily, hitting it back over to her, which she misses, only to have her stomping her foot. 

“Oh darn. I guess I just still have so much to learn, Kevin.” 

Kevin grins at her and shakes his head. “We’ve got time. I’m here the entire summer, Mrs. Y/L/N.”

You watch with a roll of your eyes, behind sunglasses, as your mom smirks at Kevin’s words, obviously flirting with him. As if your dad wasn’t inside the clubhouse, with his laptop working, when he said it was family vacation time. 

“Wish we could convince you to transfer a little closer home. It’s sad to only see you a few months out of the year. I forget almost everything you teach me, and Y/N is even worse. I don’t know how she’ll ever make the team this year.” 

You roll your eyes again, and twirl your racket in your hand, as Kevin glances over at you with a smile. “I think she does alright. She’s a quick learner, but if you think she needs extra lessons, I don’t mind.” 

Your mom purses her lips and glances at you. “You know what, yes. We’d love for her to remember where that scholarship came from, that got her into that school in the first place. Kevin, you are too good to us.” 

Kevin winks at you, as your mom looks at you. You can’t help but scoff, tilting your head. “Sure, whatever. That’s exactly how I want to spend my summer home...on a tennis court.”

Your mom scowls at you and looks back at Kevin with a smile. “She might need etiquette classes on the side. I’ll make sure my husband gets you the check, okay?” 

You both watch as your mom all but sashays off the court, her tennis skirt far too short for her. Sighing, you pick up a tennis ball and toss it up, catching it before looking at Kevin as he moves closer to you.

“What don't you want an excuse to spend time with me?” 

Smiling at him slightly, you shrug and throw the ball up again, letting it bounce off the racket, hitting it towards him for him to catch. “I think if my parents find me with you, that you’ll get fired, my mom won’t hire you for private lessons next year, and I’ll get sent back to my university to spend the summer alone in my dorm.” 

Kevin laughs, catching the ball and twisting it in his fingers, “That’s why you don’t get caught, beautiful. I have your mommy wrapped around my little finger.”

You make a disgusted face as he moves closer to you. 

“What? It’s true, I do. You think I want to flirt with a woman who is 20 years older than me? I do it so that I can see you. You should be flattered.” You scoff as he moves to stand beside you, the ball dropping to the ground as his hand slides over your lower back, down over your tennis skirt to grip your ass. 

“What a humanitarian you are, Kevin. Such sacrifices you make in the name of getting in my pants.”

Kevin laughs at your snark, looking at you over his sunglasses. “You are so sassy, have you been out in the sun too long today? I have to move to the pool in an hour...meet me in the locker room in 20 minutes.” 

You start to say something, but he moves away, kicking a tennis ball up and catching it on his racket, nodding at you. “That’s great, Y/N. See, Mrs. Y/L/N? She’ll captain the team by the time I’m done with her.” 

You glance over as your mom comes back with a check in her hand. She smiles at you both, though her smile is beaming at Kevin. She hands over the check and pats his check, letting her thumb linger on his cheekbone for a moment longer than she needs to, before stepping away. “You are too good for this club. They should give you a raise.” 

Kevin laughs and shrugs. “I keep telling them.” He winks at your mom, who all but swoons. “I’d stay around a bit longer, but I have to go protect the kids at the pool. Maybe I’ll see you all down there? Oh and Y/N, bright and early here tomorrow morning, two hours before your mom’s lesson?”

You nod, and your mom smiles, smoothing down your skirt in the back after noticing it had risen up slightly. “She will be here with bells on. Don’t you worry.”

Kevin smirks at you and nods, “Oh, I never worry.” 

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20 minutes later, you had changed into your bikini and headed into the locker room, while your mom took her usual stop by the pool to watch the guard exchange. Currently, Juyeon was sitting on the tall tower, being ogled, while they waited for Kevin to take his spot. It was a never ending cycle for the moms who belonged to the club, while they had no idea that most of the workers were keeping their daughters busy. 

Glancing around the corner, you sigh, pushing your sunglasses up to sit on top of your head. You are looking for Kevin, when suddenly you are pulled backwards towards the storage area. Gasping, you look behind you and see him smirking at you. “Hi, you’re late.” 

Pushing him away, you laugh and shake your head. “By what 30 seconds?”

Kevin laughs and shrugs his shoulders, “Yeah, basically. We are on a time limit here.” Reaching up, he pulls down a curtain that was hung by someone years before, just for this reason. A dim light shows the shelves holding cleaning equipment, and a washer and dryer off in the corner. 

“You always take me to the nicest places,Kevin.”

He grins and looks around, “Babe, I work with what I’m given. It’s not like I can afford to put you up in one of those fancy ass rooms. You know what I make.” His hands grip your hips, lifting you up to sit you on the dryer, his fingers already untying your bikini bottoms.

“And I also know what my mom gives you in tips, or rather what my dad gives you.” You lift your hips as he pulls the fabric away from you, setting them to the side, before pushing your legs apart. 

“Hey, I am a good instructor. What can I say?” You arch your back as Kevin leans down to kiss your stomach, pushing you back. Laughing, you run your fingers through his dark hair, only to moan when his tongue runs along your folds in one long movement. 

Raising a brow as he moves his hand to part your folds. He glances up to you once, before capturing your clit again with his mouth, sucking softly, causing you to gasp into another moan.

“How many moms are you teaching this summer?” You squeak out the last syllable of the word as Kevin slides a finger into you, palm up. 

He scoffs against your pussy, pulling back to look at you as he slides in a second finger, curling both towards your g-spot. “A few, why? Isn’t your question how many daughters am I fucking?”

You moan lifting your hips to his fingers, pushing down over them, wishing it was his dick instead of his fingers. “Maybe, you can’t blame me for asking…”

Kevin rolls his eyes and steps between your legs, his fingers still moving vigorously, pushing you towards your first orgasm quickly. He captures your lips with his, silencing a loud moan. 

“Does it matter?” You whine softly to his words as his fingers slide from you. You watch him suck them clean, as he reaches into his pocket with his other hand to take out a condom, handing it to you to open.

“It kind of matters. Just tell me. It doesn’t mean I’ll walk out of the room.” Tearing the foil open, you watch him drop his swim trunks down to the floor, before reaching between the two of you to roll the condom over his hard cock.

Kevin groans to your touch and leans to rest his forehead against yours, as he looks down to watch you guide his head to your entrance. “Just you...I don’t want anyone else. Same as last summer. I thought about you all year. No one compares honestly. Fuck…” He groans as you let him thrust into you, lifting your hips to meet his thrust. His answer had surprised you, but it had also pleased you. 

“Go deeper…”

He nods to your words, his hands pulling you closer to the edge of the dryer as he thrusts harder up into you, causing you and the machine to rock back. A moan falling off your lips as you grip his face with your hand, thumb on one side of his chin and the rest of your fingers gripping his cheek. 

Kevin meets your gaze, as sweat begins to bead on his temples, his pace quickening. You press your lips to his, and he returns the kiss eagerly with a strained grunt, as you feel him cum into the condom inside of you. A smile on your lips into the kiss, you pull back to look at him, letting go of his face. 

“Jesus christ...I thought I’d last longer than that. I guess I missed you more than I thought.”

You take a deep breath and bite your bottom lip to his words, as he leans to press kisses to the top of your breasts. Kevin steps away and tosses the used condom into the trash, before finding a clean washcloth, wetting it and handing it to you so you can get cleaned up. 

“I missed you too.” You can’t help but smile, your cheeks flushing a bit as you wipe away sweat, and then between your legs, before tossing the washcloth into the laundry and redressing.

Kevin helps you off the dryer, having cleaned himself up and redressed. His arms wrap around you, as he looks down at you curiously. “What?”

A laugh escapes your lips as you scoff, looking back up at him. “Don’t get sentimental on me, Kevin Moon...you don’t live here full time. I can’t fall in love with you, so don’t act like boyfriend material.”

Kevin bites at his cheek furrowing his brows, was that hurt you saw in his eyes? “Nah, ‘course not.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and steps away. “I’ll see you out there...you go first, and then we have your “lesson” in the morning.” With a smack to your ass, as you start to turn back in question, he keeps you walking towards the door and out of the locker room. 

You find your seat next to your mom, pulling your sunglasses down just as Juyeon climbs down from the guard tower. Kevin comes out of the locker room, tossing his towel over his shoulder, a whistle hanging from his lips. 

Hearing a collective fawning of several moms as they watch one come and one go, you can’t help but roll your eyes, feeling your cheeks flush slightly as Kevin winks in your general direction. You knew it was for you, but your mom laughs and waves her hand, “Oh stop it, you little devil. Go watch the children swim.” 

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You groan a bit as you walk out of the room you were sharing with your parents. Pulling on the shorts under your tennis skirt, your racket in your free hand, this was the last thing you wanted to be doing. Not that you didn’t want to see Kevin again, but you wish it didn’t have to be like this. Why couldn’t you still be in pajamas, rolling over in bed to just cuddle with him? Shaking your head, you scoff to your own thoughts and press the button on the elevator to go down. 

The doors open, and you smile at one of the other guys who worked at the club over the summer, Jacob. Wearing a red bell boy outfit topped with a hat, he looked cute, he was cute. But you knew he was just as bad as Kevin. He no doubt already had someone under his thumb for the summer.

“Morning, Y/N.” A smirk on his lips as he presses the lobby button for you as you step inside. “Tennis lesson so early?” 

You raise a brow and scoff. “Yep...who’s your flavor this summer, Mr. Bae?”

He laughs a bit shyly as the doors close, able to talk a bit more freely. Leaning against the luggage cart, “Mrs. Hwang’s daughter...maybe. Do you know her? I’m working her over. Put in a good word?” 

Laughing, you glance Jacob over and nod. “I know Yeji. I’ll see what I can do. Just so you know, she messed around with Juyeon last summer.” 

Jacob shrugs and laughs a bit, watching the numbers tick down at the top of the elevator. “Who hasn’t? He’s got three on a line this year. I’d get tired.”

You scoff and roll your eyes, “I’ve never dated him.” 

Grinning, Jacob looks back at you and leans forward a bit. “No, you haven’t. You haven’t given any of the rest of us a chance after you met Kevin. What, is his dick made of gold?”

You laugh and push Jacob back as the elevator dings and the doors open. “Maybe...ask him to see it. He’s your best friend, you should know what his dick looks like.” 

Jacob grimaces a bit and laughs, pulling his luggage cart out of the elevator and shaking his head. “Maybe I will. You go enjoy your tennis lesson. Be a good girl, and learn all the trick shots.”

You flip him off behind your back, hearing him laugh as you leave out the side door, towards the tennis courts.  

Kevin sits on the retaining wall with a smirk as he watches you walk over to him. “Morning, beautiful.”

You glance around, but luckily the sun was barely in the sky and most people were here on their vacation, and didn’t want to wake up at the crack of dawn to do things. “Morning. I saw your best friend in the elevator.” 

Reaching Kevin, he takes the racket from your hand and moves to stand, glancing around himself, before taking your hand and leading you towards the equipment building down the hill. “Did you? What was Jacob doing this morning? Carting around rich people’s shit?” 

You wrinkle your nose a bit at his words. Noticing, Kevin sighs and shrugs. “Sorry, I didn’t mean you. You know what I meant.” 

“Yeah, he had the luggage cart...I mean he was doing his job. He was asking about Mrs. Hwang’s daughter. Yeji, you remember her?”

Kevin raises his brow as you ask if he remembers her. “I do. She’s here every year, just like you. Good for him. She’s sweet and nice to look at.” Kevin fishes out keys, unlocking the building and holding the door open for you, letting you slip inside. He follows you in, locking the door behind him. “But why do you care if I remember her? Are you still on this jealousy kick?”

You laugh, looking around at the various equipment. Running your fingers over a set of golf clubs, before sitting on the back of a golf cart and looking at him as he puts your racket down. “I’m not jealous. I was going to say he wanted me to put in a good word, and I figured you could do the same for him. Why are you so defensive, Kevin? Why do you care what I think so much?” 

Kevin scoffs, his hands in his pockets as he looks at you on the back of the golf cart, walking slowly towards you. “I’m not defensive…” Finally standing in front of you, he moves his hands from his pockets to rest on your knees, sliding his hands up towards your skirt as he leans slightly, meeting your eyes. 

“But you do care what I think?” You question him, causing him to break eye contact with you and sigh.

“Yeah, I do. Is that a bad thing? We have another month that we can spend here, and I’d like to make the most of it. It doesn’t have to all be sneaking around.” 

Your eyes widen slightly as he says that. He had never once talked about wanting to do more than have sex with you. “I’m sorry? How? We literally talked about this yesterday. My dad would get you fired, my mom wouldn’t…”

Kevin puts up his hand to stop you, knowing what all you were going to say. “Yeah, I know. I’m not good enough for their little girl, but I guess sneaking around wasn’t the right words? I meant more than just sex. Like let me take you out for dinner, away from the club. We can sneak out...go to my apartment. Say you are going out with some friends from home. A sleepover or something.” 

You sigh at his idea, as his hands move back to your legs, sliding under your skirt to the waistband of your shorts. He jerks them towards him, causing you to lift your hips so he can pull them down. “You don’t have to answer now, just think about it. It’d be nice to get more than a couple of hours with you. Maybe we can spend a night, and I can show you what I’m really made of.” 

Kevin grins at you as you smile a bit more at the idea, thinking it might not be such a bad idea after all. “Maybe. I’ll think about it and let you know.” He nods and tosses your white shorts over his head, causing you to gasp. “Kevin...don’t get my stuff dirty.” 

He narrows his eyes and leans forward, suddenly silencing you with his lips with a hungry kiss, causing you to gasp as you are pushed back against the seat of the golf cart. His hands slide back up your legs, under your skirt to pull down your panties, dropping them next to you on the seat. He pulls back, stripping off his shirt as you catch your breath. 

Lips rosy and a bit swollen from the kiss, you watch him as he works on stripping off his clothes, carefully putting them to the side, after picking up your shorts doing the same with them. He knew if this was going to work, you both would need to look presentable when your mom came out for her lesson. 

You start to do the same with your clothes, but Kevin all but whines, “That’s my favorite part. Don’t touch. It’s like unwrapping a present every single time.” 

You laugh and shake your head as he moves as close as he can, pulling your shirt from your skirt, pulling it up and over your head and putting it in the seat in front of you. His hands move to unclasp your bra, pulling it down your arms and off laying it to the side, before he takes a breath and shakes his head. 

“What?”

He grins at your question, before his hands move to cup both of your breasts, lifting them only to let them drop with a whistle under his breath.

“Kevin! Stop it. You are being dumb.”

He laughs and shakes his head tugging at your skirt, pulling it off your legs. “I’m simply enjoying my time with you. Enjoying your body. You should do the same. Are you telling me you don’t touch yourself?” He shakes his head, putting your skirt to the side, before moving back towards you. “That’d be a crime against nature.” 

Your cheeks flushing slightly, you scoff and lean back in the seat as his hands part your legs, and his hand slides over your wet core. “Of course I do…”

Kevin grins and tilts his head. “Oh, you do? That’s hot. Gives me even more to think about a night when I can’t have my hands on you. What do you think about when you touch yourself?” His hand moves from you to grab yours, guiding your hand over your folds, causing you to moan. “Do you think about me? About what we do behind mommy and daddy’s back? About how bad of a girl you are?” 

You scoff, but it’s quickly replaced by a moan. “You are so weird, Kevin.”

He laughs, bringing your fingers from your core to run his tongue over the tips of your fingers, before putting your hand back. He guides you back into a rhythm, as his other hand strokes his cock. “Just go with it.” 

Kevin bites his lip as you nod, and you take over sliding your fingers along your folds as he watches you. “Are you going to just stand there watching, or are we going to fuck?”

Laughing, he tsks at you and takes a step back, to sit against a shelf. His hand is still moving over his hard cock. “I asked what you thought about when you touched yourself. I wanted an answer.” 

Sighing loudly, you see how this is going to go, so you play along. Your middle finger sliding along your entrance, before you curl your finger up into yourself with a soft moan. Kevin raises a brow and groans, his hips bucking towards his hand. “I think about what we’ve done. What we did yesterday in the locker rooms. About your tongue between my legs.” 

Kevin grins a bit as you play along so well. You can tell he’s a bit surprised by how dirty you were willing to talk with him, but he’s enjoying it. “Yeah? You want my tongue back between your legs?”

You smirk at him, nodding as you slip a second finger into your core, lifting your hips. “Yeah, but you better hurry because I’ll make myself cum and render you useless, Moon.”

Kevin smirks for a moment, but then the smirk falls as he moves quickly back over to you, moving your hand from your core as he kneels on the floorboard of the golf cart. “I won’t be rendered useless by fingers. That’s a joke.” 

You laugh as he pushes you back, lifting your legs up to rest them over his shoulders, so his face is level with your pussy. You run your fingers through his hair with a gasp as he dives in, his tongue running along the middle of your folds to taste you. 

Reaching to part your folds with one hand, the other moves to grip your ass as his mouth works over your clit and folds as if he is starving. Apparently, your warning had been plenty of motivation to get him moving. You moan loudly, tugging at his short hair, pulling his face closer to you as you lift your hips. “I’m gonna cum…” 

Kevin groans against you, as you roll your hips hard, letting out a loud gasp as you cum. Settling back into the seat, trying to catch your breath you watch as Kevin licks you clean, a smirk on his face, before he moves to stand pulling you to him. “Wrap your legs around me.” 

Wrapping your legs around his waist, you laugh a bit as he grips you under your ass, lifting you off the seat only to put you on a front seat of the golf cart on your back, so he can lay over you. None of this was incredibly comfortable, but you both worked with what you could given the circumstances. 

Lifting your leg up, Kevin leans to press a kiss to your knee, before stepping back to find his pants and pull out a condom. You watch him rip open the foil carefully with his teeth and roll it over his length, before moving back to you with a grin. His hand gripping his cock, he slides into you slowly, causing you to gasp as he carefully holds to the side of the golf cart for stability. 

“I’ll figure out a way to get away this weekend.”

Kevin groans midthrust, slowing down to look at you as you speak. You lick your lips, looking up at him, reaching to pull him down to you to press your lips to his to urge him to keep going. 

Kevin smiles against your lips, his thrusts becoming harder and more urgent. “The whole weekend with me?”

You whine into a moan, your hand moving to his hair, pushing lips against yours to silence him. Only breaking to shush him as you lift your hips, feeling yourself getting closer. A wave of pleasure washes over you, causing your back to arch, rolling yourself harder over Kevin. 

Gasping loudly against your mouth, Kevin pulls back, his nails digging into your thigh as he cums hard with a final few thrusts. He pants, his eyes closed, coming down from his high. “Holy shit...you are incredible.” 

Smiling, you run your hand over Kevin’s cheek, gripping his face to bring him back down to you for a kiss, before letting him go so he can clean himself up and dispose of the condom.

Kevin glances over his shoulder at you, as you sit up, as he works on getting dressed. He collects your clothes, bringing them over to you. “So...the entire weekend?” 

You groan and push his shoulder, as you take your clothes and start redressing. “Maybe...I’ll see what I can pull off. Don’t get your hopes up, and if it happens you better make it worth my time.”

Grinning, Kevin nods and takes your hand, pulling you from the golf cart as soon as you are fully dressed. “Oh, I’ll make it well worth your time, baby. I’ll wine and dine you...have you in my bed the rest of the time.” 

Shaking your head, you glance at your hand as Kevin laces his fingers with yours, feeling your stomach do a little flip enjoying the feeling.

He picks up your racket, before moving to the door and unlocking it. You allow him to check the surroundings, before giving you the all clear, taking you out to the court for the last 30 minutes to pretend you've been having a lesson for the entire 2 hours. 

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“I’m going to spend the weekend with a couple friends from high school. You two can have date nights and spa treatments...I’ll be out of your hair. It’ll be nice right?” 

Your mom looks at you skeptically, as your dad shrugs, pretty much convinced. “I don’t see why not. Just don’t get into any trouble. Check in with us frequently, and be good.”

You smile at your dad, knowing you usually got your way with him easily. 

“I guess so…”

You smile at your mom as she finally gives in. Kissing her cheek, you move to finish packing your weekend bag as they begin talking about their own weekend plans. It would actually do them some good to have some time alone. 

A final goodbye, your bag over your shoulder, you smirk and close the door behind you, before heading to the elevator. You only pause for a moment when you hear giggling from an alcove to your right. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you take a look. You roll your eyes, with a bit of a laugh, when you see Hyunjae hold up a finger to his lips for you to stay quiet. 

Pressed against him was one of the many moms staying at the club for the summer. A smirk on his lips as she clings to him. With a wink, he pulls the curtain over the alcove and covers them from prying eyes. 

Shaking your head, you laugh again and press the button for the elevator. You take it down to the lobby, making your way out with a quick wave to Jacob, who eyes your bag with a raised brow. You can hear him catching up with you, his hand holding his hat on his head as you look back at him. 

“Where are you going?”

You can’t help but laugh, “Uh, out for the weekend...to spend some time with friends.”

He smirks a bit and leans against a luggage cart that is sitting by the doors, waiting for new arrivals to show up. “Friends huh? Do their names start with Kevin and end with Moon?”

You push him and look around as you wait for your ride to pick you up. “Shut the hell up. Don’t get me in trouble.”

He laughs and shakes his head. “Wouldn’t dream of it. Maybe I’ll see you sometime this weekend then.” 

“Maybe…” You shake your head at him as you open the back door to the suv and slide into the uber, closing the door as Jacob waves. 

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You had never been to Kevin’s apartment, so when the uber stopped outside of the building, you checked the address in your text messages twice. You thank the driver and get out to go press the call button on the gate, finding his apartment number. 

“Yeah?” 

You can’t help but laugh, hearing how sleepy he sounded over the intercom. “Um, you want me to leave?” 

“Shit...no. Come up.”

You hear the buzz of the gate, so you can push it open, giving you entrance into the building and the elevator taking you up to the 3rd floor. 

Stepping off the elevator, you can’t help but smile seeing Kevin in the most casual clothes you had ever seen him in. His hair was messy, sweats hanging dangerously low on his hips, a tight t-shirt gripping the contours of his muscles. 

“Hi.”

You laugh at his casual greeting, returning a soft kiss, before he steps aside to let you into his apartment. You immediately begin to look around. It was much cleaner than you had anticipated, but yet still had a bachelor pad esque style to it. “This place is pretty nice.”

He shakes his head, running his fingers through his hair as he closes the door with a yawn. “Uh huh, sure it is. It’s what I can afford.” 

Rolling your eyes, you look back at him as you put your bag down on the couch. “I was being serious. It’s nice. You seriously have issues with taking compliments.”

Kevin sighs and gives you an apologetic look, before moving to put his hands on your hips leaning to kiss you once again. “Sorry. You want to put your stuff in my room? I can show you the rest of the place. Granted you’ve seen most of it.”

You kiss him back and nod, letting him take your bag, following him into a room that most definitely belonged to a young adult male. You sigh softly into a laugh as he drops your bag onto the bed, letting you unpack. 

“Bathroom is here.” He flicks the light on showing a small bathroom with just a shower stall, toilet, and small sink.

“Okay, sounds good. I’ll probably just leave most of my stuff in the bag. Just need a place to put my toothbrush honestly.” 

Kevin grins at that and nods, “Help yourself. Mi casa es su casa.” He watches as you move around his room, unable to contain the smile on his face as you put your toothbrush next to his on the small space on the sink. He could get used to this, seeing you in his apartment. 

You glance over at him, causing him to look down and away. You can’t help but to laugh as you watch him yawn and scratch at the back of his neck to cover that he had been staring at you. “Smooth moves, Moon. What is the plan this weekend? Jacob seems to think we might be running into him at some point.” 

Smiling with a shrug, Kevin moves towards the kitchen, opening the fridge as you follow. “I think I’m pretty damn smooth. Uh, playing it mostly by ear. Thought we might get something nicer to eat tonight...take you out proper like on a date. Tomorrow, I was thinking about meeting the boys at the adventure park down the road. Spend the day there, having some fun to get you to unwind.” 

You laugh and sit at a stool by the kitchen island, as you watch him pick up various things in the fridge only to shake them, open the lid, smell them and put them back. “That seems a bit more planned out than just playing it by ear. A date huh? I didn’t bring anything fancy to wear.” 

Kevin raises a brow, finally taking out some orange juice and a carton of eggs, looking you over. “You look pretty fancy right now. I’m looking forward to seeing you in pajamas, or even better, hang on.”

You scoff a bit, watching him leave the food abandoned on the counter to go back into his room, only to return with a shirt and a pair of shorts, handing them to you. 

“We are going to be hanging out for a while today, why don’t you get comfortable. I’ll make some eggs.”

Unfolding his clothes, you smile and roll your eyes sliding off the stool. “Whatever, you have some weird fantasies, Kevin.”

He grins and watches as you disappear back into his room to change into his clothes. 

You hear the sound of eggs frying as you strip down and change into the clothes. You had to admit he was right, his clothes were much more comfortable than what you had been wearing, even opting to go braless since you’d be in the house as he had stated most of the day. 

Kevin looks up from the plates with wide eyes as you come back into the room, pulling your hair into a high ponytail. “I swear, I’m not even joking...you look the sexiest you have ever looked right now. Holy shit…”

Your cheeks flushing slightly pink, you roll your eyes and get back on the stool, taking the glass of orange juice as it's offered to you. “You are full of shit, but I am pretty comfortable. Thanks for breakfast.”

He smiles and slides the plate to you, as he dives into his own eating quickly. You had to admit the eggs were pretty damn good. Smiling, you let him take your plate when you finish, though you had offered to wash the dishes. 

Everything cleaned up, Kevin leads you to the couch, pulling you close to him as he turns on the television. He presses play on something he had paused, explaining he was working his way though some series, but you didn’t really mind. It was kind of nice to just lay there on the couch in his arms. No worries about who might walk in the door. No need to rush off and get naked to be able to spend time together. 

Your eyes close as you drift off, laying against his chest. Kevin glances down, biting at his cheek with a small grin at how pretty you looked like this. He really wanted to get used to this. His fingers gently ran over your cheekbone, before he just held you for a while, letting you sleep. He knew you had gotten up early in order to spend as much time with him as possible. 

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Waking up around an hour later, you are slightly confused about where you are and why you are being held, but hearing soft sores. You glance up to see Kevin sleeping, as he has you wrapped in his arms.

Your first instinct is to just curl closer to him and go back to sleep, but just a few days ago you had told him you wouldn’t fall in love with him. Now, why did you feel like it would be so easy to do? The thought is almost overwhelming you.

Carefully moving his arm from you, so you can slip off the couch, you sit next to him as he furrows his brows at the absence, a frown on his face. “Y/N?”

You sigh softly and shush him, trying to get him to keep sleeping, but a laugh slipping off his lips tells you he isn’t going to go back to sleep. 

“Why did you move?”

Shrugging, you laugh and pull your legs up on the couch, scratching at your neck a bit. “I don’t know, it wasn't really comfortable,” you lie. 

Kevin raises a brow, seeming to realize it was a lie. “Uh huh...well do you wanna nap a bit longer? We can move to the bed. It’s only…” He glances at his phone and yawns, “11 am.” 

You shake your head no and gesture back to the bedroom, “You can if you want. I’ll just hang out here.”

Frowning again, Kevin sits up and tilts his head. “What’s wrong? You’re acting weird all of a sudden.” 

“I’m not...I’m just wondering if this was a bad idea.”

Kevin scoffs and rubs his neck as he listens to you. “A bad idea?” 

“Yeah...me spending the entire weekend here, or any time here at all. We had this talk already. We can’t actually make this work, so it’s kinda pointless right?” You frown a bit this time, and move as he tries to move closer to you. 

“Hey...hey. Come here. Listen for just a second?” You sigh and look at him, letting him take your hands, turning you towards him. “What’s wrong? Can’t we just enjoy the weekend? You are already here. Do you really want to go back to your mom and dad and that stupid club?” 

You shake your head no. He was right, you didn’t want to spend more time there, and you didn’t hate the company here. If anything, you liked it too much.

Kevin reaches up to rest his hand against your face, making you look at him, trying to get a read on your emotions. “Yeah? So let’s just play pretend for the next day and a half? That could be fun right?” 

“Pretend?”

Kevin smiles as you laugh out the word. “Yeah, pretend that this is our place or something. So, it’s a lazy ass weekend, and we are going to crawl in that bed and make out for a while, before I take your pretty ass out for dinner. Then, when we come back, you’re going to wish you had napped for longer, because you aren’t going to be sleeping.” 

Your cheeks flush and Kevin laughs. He leans to press a kiss to your warm cheeks, before moving to stand and pulling you with him, not taking no for an answer. “I guess pretending for the weekend couldn’t be such a bad thing…” 

“Right, just for the weekend…” Kevin swallows hard at his own words, as he sits on the bed and pulls you down to him, letting his lips collide with yours, knowing all too well he wanted this for more than just a single weekend. He wanted it to be more than just pretend. 

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Kevin had been right about wishing you had napped a bit more. By the time you two got back from your date, it was already 1 am and the idea of sleep was so far removed from your mind, that you weren’t sure if you remembered how. 

The moment the door was open, Kevin had you pulled up into his arms. Your legs wrapped around his waist, arms around his neck, as he kicked the door closed and carried you into his bedroom. This was so much better than sneaking around the club, hoping you’d find a surface comfortable enough to sit on, much less fuck on. 

You gasp as he drops you on the bed, and you are able to watch as he all but rips his shirt open. You can’t help but laugh, hearing one button fly off somewhere else in the room.

Kevin sighs and waves his hand in its direction. “Worth it for the effect.” 

Nodding, you laugh still and move to the end of the bed, pulling him closer to you as you work to pull his belt from it’s loops. You toss it onto the floor, before working his pants down so he would be standing in front of you in just his underwear. 

Kevin swallows hard as you look up at him, your hands running along the sides of his legs, towards the top of his briefs. His hand moves to push your hair from your face so he can look at your face. You smirk and roll his briefs down, to allow his semi hard cock freedom.

He groans, hardening more to the sight of you and feeling of air on his skin. “You are going to be the death of me.”

You can’t help but smile as he steps out of his clothes, leaving you all the access you need. Gripping him at his base, you hear him groan and push his hips towards you. Stroking your hand over him, you circle his tip using his precum to move more easily. “It’s like you like me or something, Kevin.”

He laughs at your words, but it’s cut short by a loud groan as he feels you take him into your mouth. Your warm mouth moves down his hard cock, until his head hits near the back of your throat, causing you to pull back. You glance up at him as you keep just his head in your mouth, tongue teasing his slit as your hand strokes him slowly.

Kevin’s eyes are on you as he runs his hand over his mouth, knowing he couldn’t let you continue this for too much longer, or he’d lose it and cum in your mouth. Slowly pulling back from you with shallow breaths, he holds up his hand, and you lick your lips staring at him. “As I said, you are going to kill me, and I very obviously like you.”

You laugh as he moves back to you grabbing your shirt, tugging it up and over your head, tossing it somewhere in the room, only to do the same with your bra. “Lay back so I can get the rest of these clothes off, and show you how nice it is that we don’t have to rush.”

Kevin smirks at you as you do as he asks, laying back and scooting towards the headboard. Once you are far enough up on the bed, he unbuttons your jeans and peels them from your legs, grabbing your panties in the process, to leave you naked on his bed. “What a beautiful sight. We should have been doing this all day honestly.”

You roll your eyes and reach out to grab his hand, jerking him towards you and down onto the bed. “And you talk a big game for someone who talks so much and is moving so little.” 

Kevin laughs, falling on top of you, his lips meeting yours almost immediately. “Eager...we have all night. Don’t be so handsy, I might have to tie you down.” 

You scoff and look up at him as he drags your hands up above your head, holding them down with his own. “Do you have a secret treasure trove of toys hidden in this apartment, Kevin Moon?” You lift your leg to rub your thigh against his cock, trying to urge him to move forward, but he simply groans and moves out of your reach. 

“I might, you never know what I might have in my nightstand.” You raise a brow and laugh as Kevin moves to hold your hands with one of his hands, moving his free hand between your legs to run his fingers between your folds. 

Smirking, he looks down at you as you arch your back and lift your hips to his touch. You were already wet, but the moment his fingers touched you, he could already feel your arousal all but pouring from you at his teasing. 

“Kevin…” You moan breathlessly, making him tilt his head as he keeps you under him.

“Yes, baby? What’s wrong?” 

You whine and look up at him as you try to move your hands, wanting to touch him. “You want to move?” You nod and Kevin smirks at you again. “Say please.”

You groan, annoyed, into a moan as his finger curls up into you, entering you. “Please!” 

His hands let go of your wrist, and he drops to his knees at the end of the bed, pulling your legs apart before you have a moment to think. Kevin’s mouth on your pussy, tongue lapping at your juices as he adds a second finger, pumping them into you at just the right angle to make you feel like you were going to scream.

Your hands find his hair, keeping his mouth close as he brings you quickly to your first orgasm. Kevin groans against your folds as he makes sure he cleans you of every last drop, before lifting his head from you. You shake your head at how pleased he looks with himself as he licks his lips. 

Kevin crawls up your body, pressing kisses to your warm skin as he goes. “Stop teasing me, Kevin.”

He laughs and nips at your breast as you speak, causing you to gasp into a moan. “Don’t tell me what to do, Sassy. I told you I’m taking my time with you.” 

You bite at your bottom lip as his mouth closes over your nipple, rolling it between his teeth as his fingers mimic the same action with your other breast. You are squirming under him, feeling completely overwhelmed, as you rub your thighs together, trying to get some relief. “Kevin!” 

Smirking as he runs his tongue along the center of your breasts, Kevin looks up at you as you yell his name. “Y/N?”

You pant to try to catch your breath, your hands grabbing at his skin, trying to pull him closer to you. “Please, baby…” 

You had never called him baby before. The look in his eye was a confusing one, but you could tell he enjoyed it. “Say that again…”

Swallowing hard, you whine and tug on his arm, trying to pull him closer as he speaks. “Please, baby.” 

Kevin slides up higher into the bed, reaching over you to grab a condom from the top of his nightstand, placing the wrapper between his teeth to rip it open. You watch as he slides his hand between the two of you, rolling the latex over his hard length, before pressing his head against your fold and rubbing your clit hard. 

You both moan, before you lift your hips and lift your leg so that he can slip into you. Kevin tosses the wrapper onto the floor and grabs your leg, sliding his hand upward to grip your ass as he begins to thrust into you deeply, his eyes on yours. “Talk to me...call me that again. 

“Baby, oh! Yes, right there. Harder, please.”

Kevin groans as you call him baby again, leaning to press his face against the crook of your neck as he thrusts harder, only to pull almost all the way out and slam back into you, causing you to gasp out in pleasure. You feel his mouth against your collarbone, sucking lightly, but not enough to leave a mark, as much as you both would like to see it. You knew he would be careful, knowing you had to go back to the real world soon enough. 

Wrapping your leg around his hip, pulling him in even closer, you press your head back against the pillows as you realize this the most comfortable you have been with him since your relationship began with him over 2 years ago. “Kiss me, baby. Kevin, kiss me.” 

His lips meld with yours, almost instantly, as you ask for him. It was obvious as much as he talked, and you gave each other a hard time, that he wanted to make your every desire real right now. His tongue glides into your mouth, to fight for space with your tongue, as you moan into the kiss. Kevin only pulls back from the kiss to rest his forehead on yours, as he feels you tightening around him as a wave of pleasure rolls through you. 

Gasping for a breath, your nails dig into his skin at his sides as you cum around his cock, causing him to groan out loudly. “You’re so tight, fuck. Fuck!” You hear him almost whine as he leans back to sit up, holding your hips as he begins to thrust that much quicker and harder into you as you ride out your orgasm. 

Your hand grasping at his wrist, as his fingers dig into your flesh, as you look up at him seeing a look of ecstasy cross his features, before you feel the warm feeling of him cumming into the condom. You find yourself almost wishing you had told him to forget the condom this time, but it was better to be safe than sorry, but you can’t help but moan at the idea of how it would feel to have him just let go inside of you at least once. 

Kevin collapses on top of you, trying to catch his breath as he slides out of you. “Oh my god...I told you. This would be so much better than anywhere at the club.”

You nod and run your fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck, as he lifts his hips and carefully takes off the condom, only to slide from you and clean up by disposing of it.  

You watch him carefully as he runs a hand over his abs to wipe away some sweat, before going into the bathroom and turning on the sink to wet a washcloth. You knew it was for you, he was always good about wanting to get you cleaned up. Shaking your head, you roll off the bed and move into the bathroom with him, wrapping your arms around him from behind and pressing a kiss to his back. “Just take a shower with me…” 

Kevin looks at you in the mirror, the look in his eye similar to what you had seen when you called him baby in bed. Swallowing hard, his hand slides over your arms, which are over his stomach, and he nods, before stepping away to open the stall. He turns on the water to get it to a good temperature, before turning back to offer you his hand and pulling you under the water with him. 

You smile a bit as he lets you stand under the showerhead first, with the warm water running over your skin. Slightly surprised as you see him pick up your shampoo, putting some into his hands, before he carefully starts working it into your hair. You can’t help as your stomach gives a flip, that causes your heart to almost hurt. You liked this, you liked this far too much. 

Leaning your head back, you let the shampoo rinse out of your hair as Kevin smiles at you as his hands help out the process. “Your shampoo smells nice. I’ve always liked it…”

You shake your head and try not to laugh, because you aren’t sure if it would be a laugh or if you’d start crying with the way you feel, your emotions bouncing off the shower walls. “Thanks.” You instead busy yourself with something else, grabbing his body wash and putting some on his loofah, pressing it to his chest to work the suds in small circles.

Kevin’s brows furrow as he swallows hard, feeling himself slightly aroused again, but mostly just full of emotion as he stares at you. 

“Turn around, and I’ll wash your back.” You glance up quickly at him as you speak.

Kevin nods and turns his back to you, giving you a break from his gaze. You slide the loofah over his skin gently, only to gasp softly as you feel him reach back to grasp your hip behind him, pulling you closer. 

You close your eyes, leaning your head against his shoulder as you slide the loofah down his leg, only to bring your body in close to his, just staying there.

Kevin takes a breath, feeling your body pressed to his again, closing his eyes. “Y/N…I...” 

You shake your head as he starts to speak. “Don’t ruin it. Just stay quiet.”

Kevin swallows hard, understanding, and nods, letting his hand slide over your skin.

You sigh and press a kiss to his back, staying there for a moment, before sniffing back any tears or emotion and putting on a smile. “Alright, let me finish this shower before I pass out...I’m exhausted.”

Kevin turns to look at you with a smile and a nod, as he takes over washing himself as you do the same. 

He gets out of the shower first, letting you finish up and leaving you to watch him through the clear glass. You can’t help but feel your heart in your throat as your eyes follow him out of the small room, knowing he is waiting for you in bed. The way you could get used to feeling like this was overwhelming, and you find yourself wondering if you should head out early, but the idea of leaving was almost more painful.

Turning off the shower, you step out, grabbing the towels he had left for you. You dry off quickly and squeeze the water out of your hair, before moving back into his room to find him laying under the covers. You reach into your bag, but Kevin whines and reaches for you. “Don’t...just stay like this.” 

You drop your nightgown from your fingers with a nod, taking his hand instead, letting him pull you into bed next to him. His bare skin against yours as he pulls you into his arms, your back to his chest, as he rests his chin on your shoulder. Your last thought before you fall asleep is how you needed to put distance between the two of you, before this hurt more than you could handle. 

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Waking up with a groan as the sun comes through the blinds, you turn your head away from the assault of the sun. You yawn and turn in Kevin’s arms as he breathes quickly next to you, his face pressed against your shoulder, until you turn over, leaving him laying with his cheek on your breast. 

You can’t help but smile as you run your fingers gently through his hair, as his breath tickles you, causing your skin to erupt in chill bumps. Taking a deep breath, you just watch him for a few moments, letting the moment exist. Your last thought of the night before is fresh in your mind. 

This would need to end. 

Kevin stretches against you and smiles as he feels warm soft skin under his cheek. Turning his head to nuzzle against your breasts, you can’t help but laugh. He presses soft kisses, working them up your neck, before finally meeting your mouth with a smile. “Good morning, baby.” 

Baby. The pet name had never had much of an effect on you before, but now your stomach did a flip and your heart tightened. “Good morning, Kevin.”

He smiles at you and leans back. He had half expected you to call him baby in return, but it was okay. You were still in his bed, and that was enough. “Did you sleep well?”

You nod, leaning into his touch as his fingers trace along your cheek, down your neck and towards your shoulder. “Mmhm, did you?”

He simply nods and yawns, before laying on the bed on his back, pulling you to him so that you are laying on his chest now. Furrowing your brows, you rest your hand over his stomach, and absentmindedly draw small circles and figure eights as you think. 

Kevin laughs a bit and wiggles under you, causing you to stop and look up at him. “It’s okay, your nails just tickle, but it feels nice. What were you drawing?”

You shake your head and lay it back down. “Nothing really. Just lost in thought.” 

“What are you thinking about?”

You smile at the question and shake your head, thinking there was no way you were going to discuss that with him right now, so you opt to lie. “Uh, just about our day. When are we going to the Adventure Park?” 

Kevin reaches over to grab his phone, to see what time it was with a sigh, before checking messages. “In a couple hours. We can get some food first, then meet Jacob and a few of the others.”

You turn, glancing at his phone as he replies to messages, making you laugh as you read. 

Jacob: How was the date? [2:30 am]

Jacob: Dude this isn’t fair. I’d tell you. If fucking Yeji would just make up her damn mind… [2:40 am]

Jacob: Fine. Hope you and Y/N are having a good night, but I’m sure you are. No, I'm not jealous. Yes I am. Fuck you. See you tomorrow. [3:00 am]

Kevin looks at you as you laugh and shakes his head. “I feel bad for him. He’s really trying with Yeji, but I think she’s got the hots for Younghoon.”

You frown a bit and turn to lay on your back, still on Kevin’s arm as he types back to Jacob. 

Kevin: Sorry dude, just woke up. See you in a few hours. [9:13 am]

Jacob: Cool. Hey, did you tell her about the transfer? [9:15 am] 

You raise a brow as Kevin clears his throat loudly and puts his phone down at his side, before looking down at you with a smile. It was obvious it wasn’t something he wanted to talk to you about, but you had also lied to him, so perhaps that was fair. “I’m gonna get ready, and we can get that breakfast…”

You nod to Kevin’s words and watch him slip out of bed, phone in his hand as he makes his way to the bathroom. Sighing, you run your hand over your face, before sliding out of bed yourself to grab clothes and get dressed. 

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Stomach full of breakfast, you glance over to Kevin as his fingers brush against your inner thigh, as his other hand is firmly on the wheel. Sunglasses resting low on his nose, Kevin glances over with a smirk, before returning his eyes to the road. 

Shaking your head, you smile and lean your head back as the car pulls into the parking lot of the Adventure Park, finding a spot. Kevin squeezes your leg, before letting go and turning off the car, as the two of you see the small group from the club waiting by a few other cars. 

Jacob stood next to Juyeon, who was with two girls. Both girls you knew in passing, but not very well, Jennie and Karina. A couple of Kevin’s other friends who worked at the snack bar by the pool, Sunwoo and Changmin, who preferred to be called Q, also stood by talking amongst themselves. 

Kevin gets out of the car and waits for you. His hand slides around your back, to rear against the small of your back, to lead you towards the group.

You push your sunglasses up further on to your nose, in an effort to keep your eyes hidden, as you watch the reaction of the group. You had never been very public with your relationship with Kevin, so this was new for them as much as it was for you. 

Jacob grins at you both, before Kevin steps away slightly, to bump his shoulder against his friends in a bro hug. His arm pulls you back to him immediately as Jacob winks at you. “Hey there. I call dibs on riding bumper cars with you, Y/N. Something tells me you are mean as hell when you get competitive.” 

Kevin laughs and rolls his eyes at Jacob’s comment, only looking away as Karina laughs when Juyeon kisses her jaw and nips at her skin. Jennie laughs, hanging off him on the other side, before the trio starts walking towards the entrance of the park. Jacob lets out a breath and chuckles, “Seriously…how does that dude get so damn lucky huh?” 

You shake your head and smile at Jacob. “That’s not luck, Jacob. That’s just too much work. You said it yourself, you’d be exhausted trying to keep up with them. He can’t really enjoy it as much as he puts on.” 

Jacob wrinkles his nose, watching as Juyeon palms Jennie’s ass, making her giggle. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure he is enjoying it. But, thanks for trying to make me feel better.” 

Heading into the park, you try to pay for your own entry fee, only to have Kevin give you a look as he hands over his card to the cashier. “My treat. Don’t look at me like that.”

Shaking your head, you sigh, unable not to smile as he links his fingers with yours and drags you further into the park towards the bumper cars. 

You watch as Kevin performs another bro hug, with the guy running the bumper cars, with a big smile on his face. “Y/N, this is Eric Sohn, a good friend of mine and Jacob.”

Eric grins at you and shakes your hand, giving you a quick “What’s up?”

Smiling, you nod at the younger man as he opens the gate for you and the rest of the group to go inside and pick out their cars. Jacob races past you, turning back to stick his tongue out as he jumps into the car you were going to, causing you to laugh. 

Getting into the orange car next to him, you point your fingers at your eyes, then at him in a playful warning as he grins at you. Jacob does the motion back to you as you hear the cars roar to life as soon as everyone is in a car. 

Kevin shakes his head at the both of you with a laugh, keeping his distance as you immediately slam into Jacob, causing him to yell out as he points at you. “Kevin, your girl plays dirty!”

You laugh and point your car at him, pinning him to the wall. “You started it!” You whip forward as a cart runs into yours from behind.

Glancing behind you in surprise, you find Kevin smiling at you, before he winks. “That’s how it's going to be, Moon?”

He laughs, biting at his bottom lip, turning to slide off your car and trying to get away. You do the same to chase after him as he says, “Nobody puts Bae into a corner!”

You laugh while trying to dodge Juyeon, who pushes you off to the right into Karina. 

Juyeon winks at you, before you whip your car to the side, pushing him into Jacob who was chasing after you. You set your sights back on Kevin, who sticks his tongue out at you as he circles around the ring away from you. “Slow poke.”

You scoff as he teases you yelling across the ring. Narrowing your eyes, you step your foot down hard on the petal, taking off after him and managing to catch up as he lets out a laugh when your car rams into his, pushing him around in a circle until he is looking at you.

“Jacob was right, you do play dirty.”

You smile and wink at him, starting to turn your car when all the cars power down, the time coming to an end. “I just prefer winning.” 

Kevin laughs and shakes his head, leaning it back in the seat, before getting out and offering you his hand to help you out. “Oh, I’m fully aware of how competitive you are.”

You smirk a bit and step to his side, as his fingers lace with yours once again. 

Jacob rubs his neck dramatically and whines as he moves to your other side, pouting at you. “I should file a report.”

You push your shoulder into his arm, causing him to laugh, dropping his hand from his neck as he looks over at you and Kevin with an approving glance. “Oh dude, let’s do that water gun game thing.”

Kevin looks to where Jacob is pointing and laughs with a nod. “You suck at it, but sure. I’m game.” His hand letting yours go, you watch with amusement as the two boys move to the counter, handing over money and sitting down on stools to make two different animals race across a board. 

Kevin, a cat, and Jacob, some sort of squirrel or perhaps a rabbit, you weren’t sure with how worn the pictures were, slowly make their way through the loops. Jacob thought he had the upper hand, but Kevin’s cat takes the lead, leaving Jacob in the dust with a groan. 

You watch as the man behind the counter reaches back to hand Kevin a small, but very cute, stuffed cat, congratulating him on his win. Jacob rolls his eyes and whines about maybe being able to beat Q at something, before wandering off to go find the rest of the group, as Kevin makes his way back over to you with the stuffed animal in his palms. 

“For you, my lady.”

You smile and shake your head, taking the stuffed cat from his hand, doing a small curtsey as he bows very slightly at the waist with a laugh. “Very kind of you, sir. It’s cute, I think I’ll name it Jacob.” 

Laughing, Kevin drapes his arm over your shoulder and starts to lead you towards the rest of the group, who had gathered near the food section as the sun had begun to rise near the top of the sky. You soon realize that your stomach was beginning to feel a bit empty as well. 

You and Kevin opt to sit at a bench close to everyone else, but to yourselves, so that you wouldn’t feel crowded. He brings over two burgers and cokes, sitting them down as the conversation grows louder and more excited amongst the group. It was nice hanging out with all of them, even if you didn’t know most of them as well as you would have liked. 

It has always been difficult for you to make many friends and keep them. You kept to yourself, mostly being raised the way you had with the lifestyle your family led, and the people that seemed to surround you weren’t always the type of people you wanted to be friendly with. 

You find yourself watching Kevin as you pick at your burger, eating it bit by bit. The way he smiles as he talks to you and his friends. The subtle way he always wants to have his hand on or near yours whenever possible. You smile a bit, only to have it fade as you feel your appetite all but disappear, as the thought from last night and this morning returns. 

This would need to end.

Kevin smiles over to you, only to have his own smile fade as he sees the look on your face. “Hey? You okay?” You look up plastering a smile on your face with a nod, but he seems to see right through it. “Y/N, seriously, what’s wrong?” 

You shake your head and force the smile more. “Nothing, I’m fine.”

Sunwoo cracks a joke that seems to draw the attention of everyone else thankfully, as Kevin stares at you reaching his hand over to take yours. “Baby, you can talk to me. Do you want to go back to my apartment? We can leave.” 

Feeling tears threatening your eyes, you take a breath and shake your head with a laugh. “No, seriously. Stop, Kevin. I’m fine. Don’t hover.” He furrows his brow as you pull away your hand and slide off the bench to stand. “I need to use the bathroom. I’ll be back.” 

Kevin watches you with a hurt look on his face as you walk away. Your arms cross as you suppress your emotions and head into the nearby restroom, locking yourself in a stall to take a moment to yourself. 

Jacob had been the only other one paying enough attention to realize Kevin was upset and that you had gotten up and walked away. Sliding over to your table, Jacob sighs a bit and raises a brow at Kevin, who just scoffs at him. “What?” 

“What is right? I thought it was fucking paradise over here, man? What happened?”

Kevin shrugs at Jacob’s questions, as confused as he was. “I don’t know. She got upset all of a sudden. It happened this morning too, when we were just laying in bed. I have a real shit feeling about something, and I can’t shake it.” 

Frowning, Jacob glances towards the restrooms and sighs, furrowing his brows, before looking back at Kevin. “I’m sure things are fine. Do everything like you planned, man. She’s a great girl...she’s obviously crazy about you.” 

Kevin shakes his head, looking towards the restrooms, this time waiting for you to come out as he spoke to Jacob. “She is great, and I hope so because, man...I almost said it last night. Fuck…” He runs his hand through his hair, gesturing for Jacob to move back over as you come out of the restroom, heading over to the table. 

You are staring at the ground as you walk, your mind racing with a million thoughts. When you reach the table, you glance up at Kevin and give him a small smile, before nodding. “Uh, I think I do want to go. Is that okay? I think the burger is making me a little sick.” 

Another lie. You felt bad about lying to Kevin, but you had decided in the bathroom that you’d leave once you got back to his apartment. Kevin sits up straight and gives you an apologetic look, before glancing at the food, beginning to gather the trash as he stands up. 

“Yeah. No problem. Guys, we are gonna head out.” Kevin speaks to the rest of the group, who all start to state their displeasure at your sudden departure.

All but Jacob, who nods and stands up, moving over to you to wrap an arm around you for a quick friendly hug. “Feel better, Y/N. I’ll see you on Monday?”

You nod to him, before moving away, waving to the rest who are still trying to get you and Kevin to stay. “Sorry, another time.” You lie once again. 

You keep your distance from Kevin, not letting your arms swing so that he can’t take your hand. You are far enough away that he can’t easily wrap an arm around you.

Kevin’s eyes glance at you as you walk out of the park, towards his car in silence, and he can’t help but wonder what he had done wrong or if you were just feeling that sick. “Want me to stop at a convenience store on the way back, and get you something for your stomach?”

You shake your head as you silently get into the passenger's seat, closing the door.

Kevin takes a deep breath and gets behind the wheel, glancing over at you, feeling like there was a brick wall being built between the two of you, and he was afraid he wouldn’t have the tools to knock it down in time. 

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Kevin walks behind you down the hall, towards his apartment, up to the moment when you step aside to allow him to unlock the door and let you inside. The door shutting behind the two of you, Kevin takes a breath and reaches out to take your arm as you start to walk away. Pausing, you close your eyes and keep your head turned away from you. “Baby? Is your stomach hurting that bad? You haven’t said a single word to me since we left…” 

You pull your arm from Kevin by shrugging your shoulder, a groan on your lips as you finally look at him. “Just...stop.” He stares at you as you walk from him, heading into his room to sit on the bed with your head in your hands, as you try to decide what you want to do. 

Moving into the room cautiously, Kevin looks around, seeing you haven’t packed up anything just yet, so maybe there was still time to figure this out. “I don’t understand what’s happening right now.” 

A smile crosses your lips, but it isn’t one of happiness, or even malice, but one of humor and disgust with yourself as you scoff. “Of course you don’t.”

Taken back by your tone of voice, Kevin grimaces and moves to sit on the balls of his feet near you, looking up at you as you cradle your head. “Babe...come on I-”

You finally snap, lifting your head and your voice so quickly, that Kevin falls back on his butt on the floor looking up at you. “Stop fucking calling me baby or babe. I’m not your baby, Kevin!” Tears finally sit on the rims of your eyes as you look at him on the floor. “Fuck, Kevin...why wouldn’t you just stop.”

He shakes his head and swallows hard, moving back to his feet beginning to pace trying to think. “Explain to me what is happening right now, Y/N. What did I do wrong?”

You watch him as you suppress a small sob in your throat, covering it with a laugh as you pull your legs up to your chest. “This has to end.” 

The words, finally said out loud, hang in the air as Kevin stops pacing and stops breathing for a moment. Tears threatening his own eyes, afraid to look at you, knowing he wouldn’t be able to keep them at bay. Letting out a shaky breath, he shakes his head. “No, listen. Why? You don’t like being called baby? That’s not a good enough reason, Y/N. Did I say something else? Do something?” 

He finally turns to look at you, his heart breaking at the sight of you curled up, your forehead resting on your knees as you silently cry. “Ba...Y/N...no, don’t cry. Please. Oh my god. It’s killing me. Don’t you get it? How much I like you. Fuck, I’m in love with you.” 

You hear the words, and the sob you had been suppressing leaves your throat, as your shoulders shake. It wasn’t fair. You wanted to scream at him and throw things, because it couldn’t work. “Why? Because you come home 3 months of the summer and fuck me?” 

Sniffing hard as you wipe your eyes on your arm, you look up at Kevin, seeing tears had been wiped away from his cheeks. It made your chest tighten, but also just made you even more angry. “Don’t look at me like that. You don’t get to. I knew this was a mistake. I told you!” You stand up, moving past him to go into the bathroom, grabbing your things from the shower and sink to bring them back.

Kevin watches you silently, his own chest tight as he grips at the end of his shirt, watching for a moment, before moving over to his desk, throwing open the drawer, and grabbing a stack of papers. The moment you come back into the room, he tosses them on to the bed and wipes the back of his hand over his mouth to wipe away more tears. 

Glancing at them as you drop your stuff into your bag, you shake your head and gesture at the papers strewn across the bed. “What? What is that?” 

He points at the papers, and then at you, as he sniffs back more tears. “My official transfer papers. I wasn’t going anywhere, Y/N. I was staying, I’m staying. I wanted...fuck!” He grabs at his hair and paces again. “I want to be with you like this all the time. I wanted to tell you when we got back here, but it was going to be different. I saw this going so differently in my head.” 

You stare at him, stunned, before you reach for the top page reading over the completed forms and the acceptance to the same university you attend. Glancing at Kevin as you put the paper back down, you scoff and shake your head, taking a few steps back. “You are insane. That’s the only reason I can figure out that you’d do something like this. What the hell is your problem?” 

You hadn’t meant those words, but you were in shock and didn’t want him ruining his life for you, when he was already attending one of the best universities in the country and seemed to have everything all planned out. 

Kevin’s mouth drops open as you speak to him in such a way, hurt dripping from his features. “Excuse me?” You shake your head, moving to pick up your bag and putting it over your shoulder as he steps towards you. “No. Don’t leave yet. Talk about this with me. Why do you always run away?” 

His hand on your arm has to be pried away as you look into his eyes, your own hurt evident in your eyes. You wanted to say because you were afraid to tell him how much you loved him, you were afraid to ruin his life. “You don’t even know me.” 

You head into the living room, only for Kevin to follow you with a loud sigh. “I do know you. Your favorite color is blue, but not like the crayons in elementary school. You like the blue that peeks through the clouds after it rains. Your favorite food is pizza, but only if you can take off all the toppings and eat them separately. You’ve read your favorite book over 100 times, and you read it again every single year around Christmas, because you like the way it makes you feel…” 

Turning back to look at Kevin, your mouth slightly ajar, you can’t believe he had remembered all those little conversations from over the past couple of years. Kevin moves closer to you, slowly, hoping he can get you to stay and talk. “You’ve always wanted a dog, specifically a golden retriever, but you are afraid you won’t be able to take care of it by yourself. We could get a fucking dog, Y/N.” He laughs a bit sadly and gestures around at his apartment. “I have the room.” 

Shaking your head, you scoff at him and wipe away more tears aggressively, as you take another step away. “I can’t do this.”

Kevin groans and moves quickly to you, grabbing your hand and bringing your fingers to his lips to kiss them gently. “Then look me in the eyes and tell me that you don’t love me too, and I’ll fucking leave you alone. I swear to god.” 

Kevin holds your hand, looking directly in your eyes, but you have to look away unable to say the words. He sighs softly and tries to pull you towards him, but you stop him. “Kevin, stop.”

He stands still at your words not wanting to force you into anything. You blink a few times to clear your eyes of tears, as he lets go of your hand and speaks. “I won’t make you stay, but I really wish you would. I really do love you. I have for close to two years, but I was an idiot and didn’t tell you. If I fucked this up...I don’t know what I’ll do. It’s going to break my heart to lose you.” 

A sob leaves your mouth, but you close it tightly to seal off the sound as you pull your arms to you, shaking your head. “I’ll just ruin your life. Don’t love me. Run away from me.”

Kevin shakes his head at your words and looks up at you, before lifting his hands to cup your cheeks and making you look at him. “Baby...Y/N, you couldn’t ruin my life if you even tried.” Pulling away from him one last time, he leaves his hands hanging for a moment, before dropping them to his sides.

“Promise me you will think about this. Just think about it, and then I’ll come over tomorrow. We can meet on the beach and just talk. 11 am tomorrow. If you still don’t want to be with me I’ll drop it. If you don’t even want to be friends anymore I’ll leave you alone. Just think about it. Okay?” 

You wipe your cheeks and stare at him, before nodding and turning towards the door without another word, closing it behind you. You lean against it, afraid you’d fall if you took another step.

After a few seconds, you manage to get your feet to carry you towards the elevator as you call for an uber and head back to the real world, even more confused than you had been when you decided to spend the weekend with Kevin in the first place. 

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You avoid your phone for the rest of the night, as much as you avoid your parents who knew something was wrong. Unpacking your things, you had almost forgotten the small stuffed cat that you had put into your purse at the park. Holding it in your hands, you furrow your brows and sit it on the nightstand next to your bed, as you think about what you were going to do. 

Really, there were two choices. You could meet Kevin at 11 am on the beach and talk things through, or you wouldn’t go. The main problem was that if you went, the choices from there became infinitely more complicated. He acted like he wanted you to just jump straight into this. If you were honest with yourself, deep down you wanted that too. It would be so easy. The weekend, until your head got in the way of your heart, had been so easy. 

Life is never easy. That was a phrase you had learned from your father, from the time you were a child. Though, life always seemed pretty damn easy for your parents, and in retrospect, you. When you compared your life to others, you had it made, but that didn’t mean that decisions weren’t hard, or somewhat harder in this case. 

Your parents wouldn’t understand or want you to be with him. Kevin was a tennis instructor/lifeguard during the summer at a country club, getting probably just over minimum wage. Your mother had spent the first month and a half of summer flirting with that same man shamelessly in front of you, so that would cause problems.

Running your hand over your face, you lay back on the bed as tears roll down your temples into your hair, as you think over your options. If you said yes to Kevin, if you said the three words to him...your life would change completely. His life would change completely. He had already changed so much, and you knew it was for you. 

Glancing over to the stuffed animal, you reach for it and pull it to your chest as you turn on your side, pulling your knees in tightly trying to hide in the room as the sun was going down in the sky, as the second option was considered. You could just not meet him. Your stomach twisted angrily to the point you felt physically sick at the thought of never seeing Kevin again, or when you would see him, you’d have to pretend like it wasn’t literally destroying you from the inside out. 

You think about the look on his face as you left him in his apartment, all the promises he wanted to make to you, and what you would be giving up. There was no third option. Was there? Could you go to that beach, and look him in the eyes, and tell him finally it was done? 

Heavy eyes and a heavy heart make for difficult dreams and a restless night as your phone vibrates with messages occasionally, but they remain unread. 

Jacob: I know you probably don’t want to talk to me and I get that but please talk to Kevin. He’s in a bad place right now. He deserves a decent goodbye at the very least. I’ve never seen my best friend cry before. I’m not mad at you, I swear. I just hate that it went down like this Y/N. Think about it alright? [11:45 pm]  

Kevin: I hope you made it back okay. I’m sorry I sprung so much on you all at once. I’m not sorry that I said what I said and that I did what I did. Please meet me in the morning. I love you and I’m not sorry that I do. [1:15 am] 

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You grimace to the light pouring in through the window. You quickly realize you are in your room at the club, and you hadn’t closed your blinds. Your mom liked this side of the club, because it got the first sun, and right now you hated it with a burning passion for the same reason. 

Reaching over for your phone to check the time, you see the messages and leave them unread, though you can see the first few words from each. You weren’t ready to read them fully just yet. The phone displayed 6:45 am, and you sigh as you sit up, realizing the stuffed cat was still pressed to your skin, only for it to fall back to the bed with a soft thud. Your eyes look over the plastic eyes and nose, the wrinkled whiskers that showed its obvious age, and you remember how pleased Kevin had looked to give you his prize. 

Sighing, you turn over away from the window, leaving the stuffed animal behind your back, as you finally open your messages, starting with Jacob’s. A frown on your lips, brows furrowed, you sniff back fresh tears as you type out a quick reply. 

Y/N: I don’t know what I am going to do. I know what he deserves...and it isn’t me. [6:50 am]

You begin to go out of the messages with Jacob, when he replies to your surprise. 

Jacob: Is that you talking or your parents? Because the way I see it you two were happy. He was happy for the first time in a long time Y/N. You know he did that paperwork before summer? Had me help him figure it all out so it’d get done in time. [6:51 am] 

You close your eyes tightly as a sob gets caught in your throat at learning when the paperwork process had begun. That it hadn’t been some spur of the moment decision. Wiping your face on your pillow, you sniff and go back to your phone. 

Y/N: I think you are misunderstanding. I didn’t mean I’m too good for him, Jacob. I’m not some rich bitch like you might all see me as. He’s too good for me. [6:53 am]

Jacob: And I think you misunderstood me Y/N. I’ve never called you that or thought of you as one. Again is that you talking or your parents. Your mom has you brainwashed into thinking you aren’t good enough for anything. Kevin has mentioned it to me and I’ve seen it first hand. [6:55 am]

You stare at your phone for a moment as you try to process what Jacob wrote, shaking your head. You couldn’t disagree that your mom treated you unfairly, but it had always been that way. From degrading you about your looks, your grades, your choices...he was right. Kevin was right. Shaking your head, you blink away tears and finally reply once again. 

Y/N: Maybe she’s right. [7:00 am] 

Jacob: And maybe she’s just a bitch trying to keep her daughter under her thumb. You need to live for yourself. That’s the same thing I told Kevin when he couldn’t stop calling me about how much he missed you after last summer. Meet him Y/N. Just talk to him. Hell, do it as a favor for me. [7:02 am] 

Finally, you move out of the messages with Jacob, leaving the last unresponded to. You pull up Kevin’s, to read only, to be met with a wave of emotion seeing the words ‘I love you and I’m not sorry that I do.’

Your heart gives a heavy pang, as you pull the phone to rest it against your forehead, as a new wave of tears pour from your eyes, and you decide you’ll meet him to at least hear what he has to say. 

Y/N: I’ll meet you. [7:05 am] 

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Around 10:30 am, you already start pacing, before you decide to head out early and go to the beach. Phone in your left hand, you swallow hard as you push your sunglasses further up your nose out of nerves, as you walk along the sidewalk and finally make it to the main wooden path that leads out to the club’s private beach access. You had thought you’d get there first, but you furrow your brows when you see Kevin sitting in your usual spot, his arms draped over his knees as he looks out to the ocean. 

“Kevin?” 

As you speak his name, he looks up, a bit surprised and dazed, before starting to stand up. “No just...stay.”

He nods, swallowing hard as you move to sit near him, but not as close as he would like. “Are you okay?”

You furrow your brows at him once again as he asks you that. Why should he even care, after how much you knew you had already hurt him? “I’m here, if that makes any sense as an answer to that. Are you okay?” 

Kevin laughs a bit, wiping his hands off on his cargo shorts, shaking his head. “Honestly? No, but yeah, I’m here. I get what you mean by that.”

You frown and look from him, out to the waves as they come in and cover the sand only, to retreat back out. 

The silence hangs there for a moment, before you finally speak. “How long have you been here waiting?” You had a feeling he had been there a while.

Kevin smiles, into a small sigh, with a shrug. “An hour or so...I just couldn’t sit in the apartment any more. It feels so quiet.” 

You rub your lips together, swallowing hard as his words as you glance over at him to find him looking at you. “How do we...what are we -” You stop talking and shake your head, unsure how to even say what you want to say. 

Furrowing his brows, Kevin nods and turns towards you slightly, lifting his hand to stop you talking in a circle. “How about this? Let me say what I want to say, and then you say what you want to say. Sound fair? See what happens after that.” 

You think about his words and nod. Taking a deep breath, Kevin also nods again and puts his hands together, staying quiet for a moment, before finally speaking. 

“Alright, I didn’t sleep much because I couldn’t stop my brain. I don’t know if anything I’ll say will make much sense, but I’m just going to say it.” You nod to his words and turn slightly towards him, giving him your full attention. 

“When I met you two years ago, I liked you instantly. You were, and are, so fucking gorgeous, and I couldn’t help but to want to be near you. At first, yeah, I’ll admit it was about the sex...the sex has always been great, but then I went back to school that year, and I couldn’t get you off my damn mind. I tried to date while I was there, but no one came close, Y/N.” 

Kevin licks his lips out of nerves and fiddles with a ring on his thumb as he speaks, taking a break only to center his thoughts, before continuing. 

“That next summer, I couldn’t wait to get back to you. I think I was already in love with you by that point, but I wasn’t willing to really even admit it to myself, until that summer came to an end, and I had to drive back to school. I talked to Jacob for fucking 3 hours, and he just kept saying some bull shit about being true to myself and how I felt.” 

You can’t help but to laugh a bit, remembering what Jacob had messaged you only a few hours earlier, as you nod and gesture for Kevin to continue. 

“So then, I started looking into how I could get closer to home and maybe even at the same school, when Jacob mentioned that I could probably transfer my current credits and do that. I didn’t think about it anymore than that, I just filled out the forms and fucking did it, because I knew I had to be closer to you, even if you didn’t want me. At least there’d be a better chance if I wasn’t leaving for 9 months out of the year…” 

Looking up to meet your eyes, Kevin sighs and takes a deep shaky breath. You can hear the emotion in his voice as he continues to speak. “Um, so I wanted to tell you earlier, like last month, but I chickened out. Then things kept being great, and I was afraid to ruin everything, so I waited. We planned the weekend, and I couldn’t think of a better opportunity to just test the waters and tell you. Well, you know what happened next.” 

Tears roll down your cheeks before you can wipe them away. Kevin frowns and starts to reach out to wipe them away, but stops short, afraid to upset you by touching you. 

“Please don’t cry. It kills me. It feels like my chest is going to cave in on itself when I see you so sad, ba...Y/N.” Kevin stops himself short of calling you baby, and looks down at his hands, as you wipe away your own tears. 

“I fucking love you so much. I am sorry I have been such an idiot and didn’t say anything. I’m sorry I sprung everything on you at once. I realize now that you were probably really overwhelmed. Can you forgive me for how I handled this?” 

Letting him finish speaking his mind, you wipe away your tears from your cheeks once more, before taking your own steadying breath, before nodding. 

“Yeah, I forgive you, but I shouldn’t have to because you don’t need to apologize, Kevin.” 

He starts to speak, but you hold up your hand, “You said I could go after you. Please let me.”

Kevin nods and furrows his brows, gesturing for you to continue. His nerves obviously get the better of him as he chews at his bottom lip, watching you.

“I’m sorry for the way I handled everything. I got so scared, and yeah, I was very overwhelmed, but it wasn’t like I didn’t see all the signs. I guess I didn’t know you have felt like this for so long, but I think that’s because I didn’t want to see it.” 

You look up to keep more tears from falling as you bounce your legs out of nerves. “I’m terrified to admit how I feel about you really, because I am so scared to ruin your life. I’m afraid that you’ve transferred to this school, and it won’t end up being what you want, and you’d be stuck. I’m afraid you’ll feel like you’ve settled for me, when you could have so much better.” 

Kevin’s mouth drops open slightly, and he shakes his head, but keeps himself from responding, trying to let you finish your thought. 

“I was also told to just be true to myself and my feelings, ironically, this morning. I guess I do let my parents have too much of a hold over how I feel about myself and others...but I can’t help it. It’s always on my mind. I’m not good enough for you, Kevin. You deserve someone who isn’t completely fucked up.” 

You watch as Kevin sniffs and presses his lips together, before reaching up to swipe at his cheek to catch a tear as you speak. 

“If I say what I’d like to say to you. To say the words back, then you’ll be stuck here. You should run so fucking far from here and don’t look back. Get out of this stupid city, and have the best life. So that’s...that’s how I feel.”  

Kevin slides closer to you and reaches out, taking your hands. You allow it, not pulling away, even as he finally moves his right hand to run along your cheek to wipe away your tears. “Your mom has your thoughts all messed up. I wouldn’t be settling...I’d be with the girl of my dreams. Nothing I have done is a mistake...I am living my life. I want you to be part of that, baby.” 

As he calls you baby, he sighs and gives you an apologetic look, afraid you’ll be upset, but you shake your head and let out a soft sob that seems enough to break Kevin.

He finally slides to you, completely pulling you into his arms, unable to watch you crying anymore without doing something about it. His hand holds your head to his chest as his chin rests on top of your head.

You break down, letting out all the tears you had been holding in, as you rest between his legs, completely sheltered from the world by him. 

“I wish you could tell me that you love me too, but I can’t make you…” You hear his voice as he moves to kiss your hair, next to your ear.

Pulling back from him, Kevin grimaces, afraid you’ve gotten upset with him again, and starts to let you go, but your hands land on either side of his face to keep him close as you look into his eyes. 

Kevin stays silent and just looks at you, as you seem to study him, until finally you lean the final few inches to press your lips to his. He melts in your touch, his arms moving back around you to pull you as close as possible, returning the kiss tenderly. Whereas it wasn’t the most beautiful kiss shared by two people, it was full of feeling that the both of you seemed to understand, as you slipped your legs over his to sit over his lap.

Laying your head on his shoulder, pulling from the kiss, you close your eyes as Kevin’s hand runs through your hair, his other hand pressed to the small of your back. You squeeze your eyes shut tighter when you are finally unable to keep the words to yourself. 

“I love you too, Kevin.” 

You feel Kevin’s shoulders relax, and hear a soft sigh exit his lips, hearing you say the words back to him. Your body slowly begins to relax as you feel him do the same, and he leans back from you to look at you. His hands pushing your hair from your face, before wiping away tears from your cheeks. 

“That is the most wonderful thing I have ever heard you say. I want to hear it again but I -” 

You can’t help but smile as you cut him off, saying it again. “I love you.” 

Kevin grins and leans to kiss you softly, muttering against your lips, “I love you too. Fuck, I love you.” 

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3 months later 

You sit on the counter in your shared apartment. Your psychology book drapes across your knee as you run a highlighter across more words than you needed to, but you always felt more was better in the case of studying. Kevin had left several hours ago, to head to a phys ed class, but he should have been home by now. You had it in your mind that his tardiness would be explained with hot food, so it would be worth it. 

Smiling without looking up as you hear the key in the door, and the sound of the door opening, you wave with your highlighter and yawn out the words, “Welcome home, babe. You better have brought me food. It’s been like 3 hours since your class let out.” 

You gasp in surprise as something happens you didn’t expect, when a wet nose hits your bare leg, causing you to jump. “What the fuck?” Book falling into the floor, you watch as a golden retriever puppy jumps back, but then barks at the fallen book, before looking back up at you and running to jump against your leg. 

Kevin watches as he balances a bag of dog food on one arm, a pet supply bag on his index finger, and the leash in the other. “Listen, it’s not food, but I feel like he might be better?” 

Eyes filling with tears, you drop down to your knees and let the puppy crawl up to your chest, licking the tears from your cheeks as you meet Kevin’s eyes. He sets things down and moves over to kneel next to you, reaching out to wipe away a tear himself. 

“You adopted a dog?”

He grins and nods. “I told you I had enough space, we have enough space. Do you like him? I thought we could name him anything except Jacob.” 

You laugh and sniff back tears, as you pet the puppy, and lean to kiss Kevin with a nod. “I love him, and I love you. Thank you, he is perfect. This is perfect.” 

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