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taichoushadow · 2 months

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Unwind with me | Yoo Taeyang

Pairing: Yoo Taeyang x reader

AN: Yoo Taeyang fluff for @yootaesowl 🤎

everyone send her something cute for her man's birthday!

Summary: After a day filled with carrying boxes inside, it's time for you and your boyfriend to unwind.

Genre: fluff. Just pure fluff.

''What are you doing?'' You heard his voice first before you felt his arms circling around your waist as he stepped onto the balcony with you.

''Nothing.'' You simply answer him, continiuing to gaze out onto the lively city beneath you. ''It's cold though. Being out here with a jacket.'' Taeyang sighs, resting his chin on top of your head, mumbling something about you being stubborn and just pulls you closer if that was even possible knowing you're basically sandwiched between him and the railing.

Taeyang watches how his breath forms clouds into the sky, looking up at the full moon that just shines right above the building. He smiles at that, unable but to think that even the moon congratulates the two as it beams right where they are.

''I havent packed out that box yet.'' You state just like that and the reply that comes from him leaves you chuckling, patting his hand that has settled on your stomach as if to tell him this was to be expected and he should have, if he truly knows you that he always claims that he does.

''Yeah..'' He trails off, turning to the apartment behind him, seeing the boxes stacked up and taking up the most space in the living room. Words scribbled what's supposed to be inside them but he knows that some boxes definitely will be mystery ones.

''I can't really blame you.'' He turns you two around, him being the one who has his back against the railing while he finally gets to see your gorgeous face. ''You probably will have to guess in which box the jackets will be.'' Your expression changes, grimacing at the thought of having to just unpack every box without having a plan on where to start. Taeyang knows how much you rely on lists sometimes, always having a plan for things, yet the move suddenly was sooner than expected and you two ended up throwing stuff in boxes that were already labeled for -well- not the stuff you ended up putting in.

''But that's for another day to worry.'' Taeyang cups your cheek, lifting your chin for him to plant a sweet kiss on your lips. ''I wanted to take a walk with you.'' He then begins, tugging a lock of your hair behind your ear before he caresses your cheeks once again. ''Let me show you around the neighbourhood.''

Closing your eyes at his touch, you rest against his chest, his warmth spreading around you in the cold air of the night. A nightwalk around the neighbourhood just with him does sound like everything right now and you nod, burying yourself more in the comfort of him.

''Let me grab my jacket for you.'' Taeyang steps away from the railing and guides you back to the apartment where he snatches his coat that he discarded on the boxes and motions to you to hold out your arm as he helps you getting all nice and warm.

''Warm?'' is what he asks then after zipping you up and straightening the collar. You hum as an answer but realize he is the one without one and you frown. ''But you're gonna be cold, we cant go then.'' Your fingers find the zipper but Taeyang quickly stops you with a laugh.

''Don't you think I was prepared for this? I know you, (y/n).'' and he rounds the corner, coming back with another coat for himself. ''Always prepared.''

With your hand clasped in his, you two roam the unfamiliar streets. Atleast to you. For your boyfriend the streets weren't as unknown to you and he happily showed you around in the serene of the night. Pointing out where you could buy the best vegetables and which shops you actually needed to avoid.

He even enthusiastically showed you the hidden ones that normally, only the old people were able to go to but since the elders seemed to adore him, they didn't mind sharing the hidden gems with him.

''And there- '' Taeyang pulls you a little closer by pressing his hand on your waist, making sure you have the same line of sight as he has. ''- RIght there is where I will propose.''

Your heart skips a beat at his words, eyes taking in the small park lit up by lanterns hanging on the brances of trees, creating this magical path to the pond, the ripples in the water cast what could have been a different world as the moon sways in it's dance.

''Tae-yang..'' You breathe out, lost in the sight infront of you, unaware of the man looking at you just the same. You feel a ghost like kiss right below your eye. ''P-propose?''

Your breathing starts to pick up, stomach dropping as you're unsure what to think. You love him, with all of your soul and you would be hollow if he stepped out of your life. Opening and closing your mouth, you turn to look at him and you the smile on his face. ''Tae-'' He hushes you by placing both hands on your cheeks. ''I know what you are thinking.''

Taeyang knew what was going to happen inside your pretty head once he uttered those words, he saw the emotions flash through your eyes and the way your body stiffened just a little, he found adorable and chuckled.

''To be my forever girlfriend. What else should it be, dove?'' He teased, grabbing the flesh of your cheek to pinch.

With a pout, you just let him pinch your cheek like that however he surprises you by suddenly cupping your jaw and slotting his lips over yours. The protest dies down in the kiss, the wind suddenly feeling colder now that you feel your face heating up at the public display of his affection to you.

It doesn't happen often seeing his job and reputation. You fully melt into him, sliding your hands over his shoulders and deepening the kiss by pinching his chin between your fingers to put a bit of pressure on his jaw and he lets out a small moan, knowing what you're asking of him.

''Y/n..''

When he does utter your name, you slide in your tongue and the butterflies seem to suddenly know arobatics when you do hear him sigh in bliss, happily letting you take the reigns in this kiss. One hand finds their home in your hair, pressing you even closer to him by the back of your head and keeps a tight grip around your neck aswell.

It's then that the sound of tires on a wet road have you two realizing exactly where you are and jump away from eachother like this isn't something you should be doing, eventhough it's pretty normal for a couple to do.

Your heart hammers in your chest for many reasons, licking your lips when your eyes lock on his. You two are silent before bursting out in laughter and you do slap his chest.

''Is this why you took me out for a walk? Having ulterior motives?'' Your click your tongue against the roof of your mouth and look away dramatically.

''I was surprised you fell right into my trap.'' Taeyang reaches for you, tugging onto your wrist and practically fly right into his chest. ''Besides-'' His thumb drags down your lower lip, lets it linger before it 'pops' back in place. ''-You're the one who just seduced me.''

''Me?'' You gasp loudly, pointing to yourself, never have been so offended by an accusation. How dare he.

Taeyang sees the pout on your face, your head tilted to the side with your arms crossed over your chest as you huff. There was no doubt he was sure about the move in together, he has been thinking about it quite awhile that even his members at last told him to just ask you after having to listen to him sigh about not being able to come home to you and having to deal with his sulking.

Without a word, he steers his direction back to the apartment, walking with his hands behind his head and with a little pop in his steps, he grins widely. The love overflowing like a waterfall from his heart and he can't help but to jump once, throwing his hands in the air, unable to surpress the feelings.

''You coming?!'' He says, waving you over but does not wait for an answer while you merely just watch the practically dancing man walking up the street, the moon shining right above him.

''I am coming.'' You say more to yourself than to him and quicken your pace to fall into step beside him. His hand find yours naturally, stuffing it back into his pocket to keep them warm as you two make your way back to your shared apartment and the boxes waiting to be unpacked.

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lost-inthedream · 1 year

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Hi hope you’re having a Good Friday. I’m in such a soft mood at the moment. Could we possibly get a head cannon for sf9 with the members reactions to their partner saying I love you for the first time 🥺

This is coming out so late :( Thank you for your request <3

SF9 reactions to their special other saying I love you for the first time

Genre: purest fluff ever

Pairing: SF9 x gn reader

Youngbin:

You can see the surprise on his face clear like a crystal. His eyes have got shiny, his cheeks have become rosy, however, he does not alarm you. Actually, your boyfriend comes closer and pecks you on the forehead. Even if your hair is all in place, he slides an invisible lock behind your ear smiling like an idiot.

Inseong:

"Uh?" that's all he can say at first, which makes you think he has not understood what you said. "I love you" you repeat, louder this time. He brings his hand to his chest, startled by his own heartbeat. "You caught me off guard, baby. But I love you too. So, so much."

Jaeyoon:

At the moment snap these three words he realizes that this is your first time verbally confessing to him. That was not like he had not known the fact but hearing it hit differently. His smile is so cheesy as he tilts his head to the side.

Dawon:

"I thought you would never admit it". His cocky expression was faker than snow in the tropics. He was melting inside. "I'm just saying that to make you happy, not that I mean it" you joked back. He chuckled then pulled you by the wrist to start talking seriously. "I'm so happy to hear this from you. What can I do to make you repeat it?"

Zuho:

The man cannot stop himself from flooding you with smooches. He kisses your cheeks, your lips, your nose. Also, you better close your eyes. He stopped whatever he was doing in order to give you full attention. In no time, you all are laughing so much. That was an unnecessary display of affection but you have a cheesy boyfriend.

Rowoon:

"I love you too". He subtly replies and clicks a soft kiss on your hand. You feel sure that he was waiting to hear that from you. His demeanor is so warm yet doting. You all stay stealing kisses from each other for a while.

Yoo Taeyang:

Taeyang hugs you the faster he can and finds a way to snuggle into your neck. He gets so flustered that it feels absurd. He is so overwhelmed by his own thoughts after you made clear that you reciprocate his feelings. "I love you too, sweetheart"

Hwiyoung:

"Really??" He bluntly says, automatically, just to feel dumb and fumble to correct himself "I love you more". His smile is so precious that you cup his face and goes for a peck on his lips, which he transforms into a real kiss. He won't let go of you soon.

Chani:

Boy has no idea what to do so he just leans in and messily kisses you. Despite you offering no resistance to his sudden approach, your lips softly curl up, making his disconnect from you. Chani makes your foreheads touch indeed and whispers "I love you too"

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blu-joons · 2 years

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He Holds Your Son For The First Time ~ Yoo Taeyang

A smile of appreciation formed on your face, as it did on Taeyang’s face as your midwife finally left your suite of the hospital wing. A sigh of relief came from the two of you, glad that everything was all over, and that you were left alone at last.

Taeyang couldn’t help but sit down on the edge of the bed beside you without the midwife there to tell him to give you and your son a bit of space, peering over you to be able to take a close look at your son who was in your arms.

“I never imagined that holding my baby would feel like this,” you whispered across to him as Taeyang’s eyes looked across to meet yours.

“I bet it feels a bit surreal, right?” He asked you with a smile.

Your head nodded in agreement with him straight away, struggling to find the words to describe how overwhelmed you were. It felt like a dream for you, especially as it had been a moment that you’d dreamt about often throughout your pregnancy.

All of the pain and discomfort had been worth it, for the both of you. Taeyang was still slightly convinced that his hand was broken from how hard you had gripped it, but that didn’t stop him from smiling as he looked at his complete family sat just beside him.

“He’s so small,” Taeyang whispered as he studied him closely, shaking his head in awe. “I never thought a human could be as small as this Y/N.”

“You know you were this small once,” you laughed back at him.

Taeyang poked his tongue out in response to you, trying his best to make his point that he was tiny without you managing to prove him wrong, just as you always seemed to do.

“Why don’t you hold him for a little while?” You offered as Taeyang shuffled around on the end of the bed. “I mean I can’t sit here and hold him forever; I know you’re nervous, but what better time is there for you to hold him then now?”

“N-now?” Taeyang stuttered, knowing that the smile on his face had dropped. Instead he looked to you fearfully, terrified of being the one to do something wrong.

Your head shook at Taeyang as you encouraged him to sit back on the bed properly before extending his arms out. You slowly leant forwards and placed your son into his arms, making sure that his grip was secure before letting go and moving away.

“That’s it,” you told Taeyang as his nervous eyes looked across to you as soon as he realised that your hands had moved away. “There’s nothing to be worried about, you’ve got him perfectly.”

As soon as he was in his hold, Taeyang’s eyes looked down in awe. You’d never seen his smile so wide as big eyes stared back up at him too. “Aren’t you just perfect?” He laughed down at your son, knowing full well that he wouldn’t reply.

It seemed as you watched on that Taeyang was well and truly in his element, surprising you by just how well he took to things. For the past nine months he had been worried about messing up on the big moments, but his first time holding your son couldn’t have gone any better, much to his relief.

He didn’t need you at all as he got comfortable, quickly getting the hang of things. “Let me ask you the same question Tae, does it feel a little bit surreal right now?”

“If it wasn’t for the fact that I was holding my baby who is only two hours old, I would definitely ask you to pinch me right now,” he laughed in reply to your question, “none of this feels real right now, like I’m in some sort of movie that’s just a dream.”

Your head nodded in agreement, knowing exactly what Taeyang was thinking. “You’ve got plenty of time for this to sink in,” you encouraged, “in fact I’ve probably say you’ve got the rest of your life to get all the cuddles in the world from this little one.”

Taeyang’s head shook as his eyes quickly fell back down on your son again. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was, he already felt on top of the world with the group, and being with you, but your son was the best possible icing on top of the cake for him.

“I can’t wait to take him home and introduce him to everyone,” you whispered across to him.

Taeyang’s eyes lit up even at the thought, “the boys are going to be obsessed with him, we’ll never get a look in with them around.”

“I wonder if he has even the slightest clue of how spoilt he’s going to be.”

Taeyang’s head shook as you spoke, his innocent smile let the two of you know just how clueless he was. There was so much about the world that neither of you could wait to teach him, and plenty to introduce him to as well.

“Did you see the state of the studio the last time we visited before he arrived?” Taeyang reminded you, “they’ll be gifts everywhere.”

You could hardly forget your final visit to see the boys before finding yourself staying at home awaiting labour. They had been all over you and your bump, with each one of them making their own promise that they would be the best uncle you could have ever wished for your son to have once he safely arrived.

“We might have to make sure that one of them doesn’t run away with him,” you joked, “with eyes as stunning as his are, I can imagine a few of the boys getting wrapped around his little finger pretty quickly.”

A hum of agreement came from Taeyang, followed by a chuckle. “I wouldn’t just worry about the boys being put under her spell; I think he’s already got me pretty hooked; I just can’t stop looking at him Y/N.”

“I can tell by the look in your eyes,” you responded, knowing exactly how in awe Taeyang was, recognising the expression after so many years together.

“You did amazing growing this little one,” he suddenly told you with a wide smile on his face, “I couldn’t have wished for a more perfect son,” he added, finding himself looking at you, but only for the briefest of moments.

It was unlike Taeyang to pour his heart out to you but having your son in his arms definitely brought out the side of him that just started spilling out all of his emotions.

“I couldn’t have done it without you right by my side, not even just today Taeyang, but the past nine months as a whole.”

He always liked to downplay the role that he had in your pregnancy, but you knew just how important Taeyang was. You’d lost count of the number of times he’d helped you out or fixed a tricky situation for you.

“I can’t believe that I can finally call myself a dad,” Taeyang whispered as your son’s eyes began to close in his hold. “I can’t even tell you how many times I dreamt of all these little things whilst you were pregnant Y/N, and now that he’s here, they’re all finally starting to come true and happen for us.”

Your head nodded in agreement with Taeyang, “I think it’s going to take a good while for all of this to sink in.”

“Truthfully, I don’t think it ever really will.”

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yootaesowlwrites · 1 year

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Cold Windy Morning - Yoo Taeyang

Note: In attempt to get back into to writing, I decided to write this down seeing as it’s becoming winter for me, I’ll be updating my to-do list very soon, so keep an eye on that. and I’ll also be adding new prompts to the prompt list.

Prompt: “You look adorable like that,”

Warnings: Fluff, just fluff.

W/C: 675.

It was a cloudy and windy morning, you were still comfortably laying in bed, scrolling through your phone, you didn’t really have plans and it was a Saturday morning. You were busy watching a video when you heard your front door open and footsteps entering your home, you freeze and quickly exit the app you had open and listen carefully, you could hear the person had removed their shoes, and you tried listening for their footsteps. You swallow and slowly got out of the comfort of your own bed before grading the nearest thing you had, which just so happen to be your penguin plushy. You move behind your door and wait, trying to keep your breathing even.

The door opens, and you grip the plushy harder, getting ready to attack and planning your escape if you needed one. You watch broad shoulders and familiar black hair come into your view, and your eyes widen as you realize who it was.

“Y/n?” Taeyang calls out as he looks around, you were obviously there, you still hadn’t made your bed, a habit he knew you did when you just got out of bed.

“Taeyang!” You say, causing him to jump and turn to face you, a brown bag in his hands and his eyes wide. “You scared the absolute shit out of me!” You bring one hand to your heart, feeling it drum underneath your fingers. “Why didn’t you message and say you were coming over, I thought it was an intruder,” You look up at him and saw a smile slowly spreading over his lips. “What?”

“You look adorable like that,” He says. You realize that you were holding the penguin plushy into your chest with both arms while one hand was on your chest, along with your matching penguin PJs. “Let me take a picture, stay just like that,” He quickly fishes his phone from his pocket, and you watch as he lifts it up before you could even think about protesting, you hear the shutter sound of his camera, and you knew he had snapped the picture. “You’re so adorable, were you going to attack the intruder with your plushy?”

“Well… I need to get my hammer back behind the door,” You mumble before walking past him, moving back towards the bed. “What brings you here, I thought you had a schedule today,” You say as you climb onto the bed, pulling the plush onto your lap as you sit crossed leg on the bed, even though it wasn’t the best position for you, you didn’t care.

“I did, but it got moved to tomorrow,” He says, making his way to the bed. “So I decided to pick up some food for the two of us and thought I would surprise you with breakfast in bed,” You could feel a smile forming on your lips.

“Did you remember the coffee?” You softly ask. He nods his head as he places the brown bag on your bed, he carefully reaches in before pulling out a box of food.

“I left it in the kitchen, I’ll go get it now,” He says. You take the box from him, putting it down in front of you. He hands you everything until the bag was empty.

“You’re such a perfect boyfriend,” You say. He smiles before leaving the bedroom, it didn’t take long before he was back with two takeaway mugs in his hand.

“One coffee with caffeine,” He says, handing it to you. “And one decaf for me,” He walks around the bed and sits on the empty side of your bed. “I still don’t know how you don’t get any energy when you drink caffeine,” You give him a smile before taking a sip of your coffee.

“It’s a superpower,” You say and put the mug down on the bedside table. “When will you stay over again?” You open one of the box meals, smiling at what you saw.

“I don’t know… why?” He asks, watching you carefully.

“So I can spoil you,” You say.

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chanis-banani · 9 months

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Hellooo, could I request making out with SF9 when you get a sec? Thanks

Note: I wasn't sure which format to go with for this request and I've been sitting on it for a while. Eventually I decided to go with headcanons for different kisses for each member. I hope you like it! :) Note 2: Thank you @lost-inthedream for helping me brainstorm

Genre: suggestive - minors dni!

Contains: marking, wall-pushing, teasing, gentle biting

Youngbin - hungry kisses

There's something about his kisses, a certain kind of despair, as if he needs your touch to survive

This man is such a hungry kisser. He just wants to eat you up. He will lay his hand in the back of your neck and wrap his remaining arm tightly around you, almost like a snake

Once you start making out, you can never give him enough. He's always so hungry for more. It's almost like you're his oxygen and when you pull away he nearly struggles to breathe

Sometimes he'll lay down on his back and pull you on top of him so he can hold you tightly against his chest while you make out

This position also allows him to stroke his fingers through your hair and rub circles on your back

The way he kisses you is almost like he's giving you a taste of something more... Like he's hinting to other things he could do with his mouth

Inseong - spontaneous kisses

He likes to leave little pecks on your lips and cheeks out of nowhere

Very gentle with you. Most of the time his kisses will be rather soft and cute

Will tenderly cup your face and stroke your cheeks with his thumbs when he kisses you

When you're doing simple stuff together, like putting the groceries away, he will often distract you with a short, sweet kiss on the lips or forehead

Also leaves a lot of kisses on the back of your neck and top of your head every time he walks by

And when you stay over for the night, be prepared to be woken up with more of his cute kisses

He usually gives you quick little pecks, so sometimes after he kisses you, you have to pull him back to get more

But he also shows a bit of a cocky attitude at times, making cheesy remarks in between kisses

Jaeyoon - playful kisses

Such a tease in everything he does

He will hold you tightly against him, kissing you with an almost overwhelming passion

And then, just when you're getting completely into it, he pulls away with a big smirk on his lips, knowing how needy you can get when he interrupts you like this

He likes to see how your lips become red and swollen when he kisses them

He loves nothing more than to see your reaction to the things he does to you

Will definitely place his leg between yours and use it to apply some pressure to your sensitive area

Wants to make you squirm and ask for more and he won't be satisfied until you're nearly trembling in his arms

If for whatever reason, you'd want to rile him up even more, you have to say little praises against his lips

Dawon - sloppy kisses

A very horny kisser. Even the slightest peck on the lips can sometimes be enough to make him hard. Let alone having a full-on makeout session with tongue.

Even if the kiss starts out nice and gentle, he gets carried away so easily

He'll place his hands on your cheeks or neck to pull you close while he makes out with you, pulling you in for an even deeper kiss

Doesn't mind at all if things get a little sloppy. In fact, he likes it that way and might just make a mess on purpose

Like when you pull away from each other and he looks at your lips to see that they are glistening from his saliva

Even if it's a little filthy, it just makes him so so hungry for more...

And to make things even worse, he has the terrible tendency to grind against you every time you make out

Needless to say, almost every time you kiss him, it quickly escalates

Zuho - dangerous kisses

Making out with Zuho can be a dangerous game. He doesn't need much provocation to push you against a wall.

Don't even think about biting his lip unless you enjoy having a hand on your throat

Seriously, it's very dangerous to mess with him. Every time you try anything to rile him up, no matter how small, he takes it as an opportunity to mess with you

After all, there's nothing he loves more than to tease you right back

He might refrain from kissing you completely, only to let his tongue travel along your neck instead while you entertain him with your squirming and whimpering

While Dawon tends to escalate into more than just making out, Zuho is an expert at making you want more, without giving it to you

Once he has you where he wants you, he's very patient

His kisses can be both a reward and a punishment

Rowoon - possessive kisses

When Rowoon kisses you, it's a bit like he's marking his territory

Because will quite literally mark your neck, for example

Definitely cups your face with his hands and pulls you tightly against him

Will engage in PDA with you, to show everyone how you're his. He won't go far with it, since he knows how to keep things classy, but little things like holding you by your waist and giving you little kisses on your cheeks

Also he finds it very cute when you have to stand on your toes to reach him for a kiss

Another thing he will do a lot is hold your chin to make you look at him. He won't do it roughly like Zuho, but rather tenderly, like he just wants to make eye contact with his special person~

One of his favorite things is to have brief makeout sessions in the car and watch you get out completely flustered

Taeyang - demanding kisses

Taeyang likes to toy with you

When he kisses you, he always makes you hungry for more, but you never know whether he might really give it to you

His kisses are demanding but not in a needy way. Rather in a way that makes you needy

He will bite your lip because he is Taeyang and he can do what he wants, and he follows it up by pulling away to see your reaction with a big grin on his lips

Runs his fingers along your waist to tease you and pull you closer to him

Basically Taeyang's kisses are almost always a way of challenging you, riling you up. He wants to activate you to do more with him without giving you any guarantee there will be more

Sometimes he'll stop mid-kiss to look at you and observe you for a bit. If your expression is desperate enough, he'll be satisfied and leave it at that, leaving you hungry for more

Hwiyoung - attempted careful kisses

He is kind of conflicted when he makes out with you. On one hand he wants to be careful and gentle, yet at the same time, he struggles to do that because he gets needy

Usually things will start slow and gentle

But he doesn't need much to lose himself in the pleasure. Small things like wrapping your arms around his waist can be enough

Or even worse: when you stroke your fingers through his hair

This will drive him crazy in an instant, leading him to lift you up and place you on some surface like a table or kitchen counter

He loves to let his fingers wander along your body, gently stroking your neck, shoulders, chest and sides

And if you whimper enough, he won't stop there (if you catch my drift)

It's interesting to see him switch from sweet and tender to needy and a little rough so quickly

And it's especially adorable when he switches back to his gentle self suddenly, placing the softest cutest kisses on your forehead

Chani - sleepy kisses

Chani feels so comfortable around you, he tends to get sleepy sometimes. He can let his guard down with you. But since he likes to spend time together, he tries his best not to fall asleep and that's how the makeout sessions often start

He presses his lips against yours to stay awake and soon you can feel his tongue

It doesn't take long for a full, lazy makeout session to unfold

You'll often be cuddled up in bed or on the couch together when suddenly you feel Chani's hand reaching out to your thigh. While he struggles to keep his eyes open, he reaches out to kiss you

Such a needy boy. He's very bad at hiding it when he's aroused. Not that he really tries to hide it anyway

He will interrupt the kisses to bring his mouth to your neck and lick from your collarbone up all the way behind your jaw

Feeling his nose agaisnt your skin when he kisses your neck

Maybe a bulge oops

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slytherinshua · 4 months

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TEXTS WITH BF!SF9 MAKNAE LINE

genre. fluff. fake texts. warnings. kissing mention (taeyang and chani). light profanity in chani's. mention of marriage in taeyang's. pairing. sf9 maknae line x fem!reader (separate). wc. n/a. request. no. a/n. lowkey giggled i think tae's are my fav sdkjskd

TAEYANG:

HWIYOUNG:

CHANI:

↳ sf9 taglist: @eternalgyu,, @weird-bookworm,, @kangtaehyunzzz

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synthetickitsune · 2 years

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Steam | Yoo Taeyang | (f)

Summary: Taeyang comes home exhausted and you've never seen him hurting so much before. Word count: 1.4k Warnings: none

The water has been running for what felt like hours. You’re getting worried because Taeyang isn’t exactly the type of person to indulge in long showers - especially not after he comes home tired like today.

You noticed the dark circles under his eyes as soon as he came in, saw the exhaustion in the weak smile he gave you. You felt the lack of passion in the short kiss you shared. Hot showers always helped him relax, release some of the tension in his muscles and clear his head. But they never took this long.

Did something happen to him? Did he faint, or slip? Is he hurt or hurting?

Perhaps you are overthinking it, your mind often tricks you into reading more into certain situations than you should. Still, better safe than sorry you think, and get up from the bed.

You knock on the bathroom door softly and wait for a response with bated breath. You try to reason with your heart, will its beating to be a little quieter just in case his reply is also barely a whisper. But no answer comes and your concern overwhelms you.

You call his name softly as you open the door, but other than the sound of water it’s silent. You step inside the room, closing the door behind you to prevent the warmth and steam from escaping.

Finally you see him. He’s standing under the shower, water cascading over his naked body. His hands are hanging at his sides, he seems completely lifeless. His eyes seem to be closed and it looks like he’s not aware of your presence. Your heart aches for him - it’s very rare to see him in such a vulnerable state.

You take off your clothes quietly, stepping into the shower as well. Finally he moves, flinches in surprise, when he hears the glass shower door opening. You’re quick to soothe him though, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your cheek against his back. Your thumbs stroke his smooth skin until he puts his hands over yours with a sigh.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs softly without moving. You shake your head, hugging him a little tighter.

“You have nothing to apologize for,” you reassure him, “Do you want to talk about it?”

He shakes his head no, letting out another deep breath.

“Do you want to be alone?” you ask, and this time he hesitates. He stays quiet, unmoving, for a long time. The water keeps falling over both of you. It’s hot, just a step away from being scalding. His body radiates heat too, skin tinted red from how long he's been enduring the assault of hot water.

You wait, patient and as still as he is. Finally, he shakes his head again.

“I think it’s better that you’re here. But you can leave, I won't stop you," he's careful, speaking slowly and quietly. He tenses under you, anxious of your reply.

"I want to stay, Tae. But if you change your mind, just say so, it's alright," you say without hesitation.

"I don't think I will. Does the water bother you?” he asks in return and you can hear the concern in his voice.

“No, as long as it helps you feel better, it’s fine,” you tell him and kiss the peak of his shoulder blade, holding him tightly.

It's serene then, water washing over you, keeping you warm. You feel his chest expand and shrink with each breath, feel each tremor that runs through him and every sigh. Sometimes it feels like he's trying to keep himself together and it almost makes you tear up too because you know how it hurts when you wish to cry but don't want to show that kind of weakness. If only you could take his pain away, but you can't. You can only hold him and be there for him, remind him that he's not alone and that he's loved.

It feels like hours before he moves again. It begins with a long inhale and exhale. Your legs feel weak and you’re sure his feel even worse. The skin on the tips of your fingers is all wrinkly. He turns in your hold slowly, purposefully moving carefully so you won’t let go of him. He tilts your head up and you let him, meeting his eyes that look as tired as before but at least a little less dull. You meet in a short kiss that somehow lingers on your lips even after he pulls away.

“Let’s wash up and sleep,” he whispers and you nod. You help him wash, despite his attempts to protest. All it takes is another tender kiss and reassuring look and he submits to you. You squeeze out a generous amount of shampoo into your hand and massage it into his hair, fingers skillfully rubbing over his scalp. You help him wash it out and apply the hair mask too. While you leave that on, you scrub down his body, rubbing circles into his back and muscles, easing the tension out of them. You hear him moan under his breath, eyes tightly closed. You wonder about his day, what must’ve happened for him to feel like this. Or perhaps this is a culmination of weeks of stress and bottled up emotions.

When he’s all done, you nudge him out of the shower. He doesn��t have the strength to fight against you, so you finish showering alone. You brush your teeth, questions still plaguing your mind but you know better than to ask. He will tell you when he’s ready - or won’t, not that it matters. What’s important is that he will feel better again and that he trusts you enough not to hide his pain from you.

When you come into the bedroom, you see his silhouette on the bed. He waits for you curled under the covers, facing the window, his back turned to you. You’re not sure whether he’s awake or not so you do your best to stay quiet as you climb in, spooning him from behind. He hums softly, shifting so he’s even closer to you. You respond by holding him close and kissing the top of his head.

“Want me to hold you?” you ask softly, making sure he’s comfortable.

“Please,” he breathes out. He whines a little when you move behind him but melts as soon as one of your hands brushes through his hair. The other remains securely wrapped around his waist with his on top, fingers intertwined.

He stays calm until he can't hold it in any longer, trembling almost unnoticeably. You wonder if he's ever cried in front of you before, but then again, today's a day of a lot of firsts. He's never shown weakness like this, never asked to be held like this… It's hard, but you remain silent. You know your presence is enough and that if you open your mouth, it'd be even harder not to give in to your urges and refrain from asking questions.

So you just hold him closer, stroke his hair a little gentler and softly hum a melody. You don't remember the name of the song, but he's been listening to it lately when he felt blue so you hope it will do some good.

Eventually he calms down again. He stops shaking and actually tries to stretch out his curled form, only stopping because then he won't be pressed so tightly against you. But he wants to lie comfortably... You can feel his uncertainty, and kiss the nape of his neck. You stroke his thigh and move with him so you don't lose an inch of contact between your bodies. You don't see his face, but it feels like he smiled. You're not sure, but the image is reassuring so you accept it even if it might be a lie.

He doesn't say anything, but he brings your hand to his lips. He presses a gentle kiss to each of your knuckles, lingering after the last one. It's his own way of saying 'thank you' in times he can't say it or feels like words wouldn't be enough.

You squeeze his hand, not letting go, and he doesn't either. Only when he's satisfied with kissing your hand, he returns your connected hands back where they rested around his waist.

"Ready to say goodnight?" you murmur against his skin and he nods.

"I love you," he says instead, voice dripping like honey. His hold on your hand tightens for a second.

"I love you too," you confess, giving his back one last kiss before slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Pairing: CollegeStudent!Taeyang x CollegeStudent!@sepguuu

Word count: 2461 words (long af to compensate the wait 😌)

Warnings: angstish (?)

Genre: fluff, angstish, enemies to lovers

Plot: After your bestfriend betrayed you by making you confess your feelings to your crush and get humillated by everyone, you swore you would never talk to him. But years after a boy with a username quite cute appears in your contact list of the trendy app everyone is recently using to communicate and meet people. Will you be able to keep your promise when you find out who that boy is?

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“What is so interesting that you can’t keep your phone away lately?” Your best friend asked as you both finished your lunch before heading to the last class of the day and week. “Oh it’s nothing.” You answered expressionless, throwing your phone back into your bag after sending one last message. “I can’t believe you’re 24/7 glued to that phone if there’s nothing making you do that.” She answered as you both stood up and headed out of the cafe to go back to class. She knew you quite well and when it came to hiding stuff from her, you hated the fact that she could perfectly read you like an open book. Especially if it was boys and love related. Some people may wonder what is so special about that one app you installed a few months ago to chat with people. But the reality was that you found a boy in there that would gladly listen to your ramblings at the end of the day and somehow it became a stress reliever to talk with that unknown boy. And the funniest thing of the whole situation was that in the very beginning you just installed the app so you could talk with other people about it since it became pretty popular against the students of your college and the colleges around the neighborhood you lived in.

You both walked down the crowded halls of the college, walking as fast as you could so you wouldn’t be late to the last class of the week. “Look at your bestie.” Your friend said, pointing at a tall, brown haired boy. “Don’t you dare to call him my bestie again.” You said as you passed next to the boy and rolled your eyes without looking at him. “I really can’t believe you guys are still mad at each other for something that happened 14 years ago.” Your best friend said as you both finally entered the room where the class was about to take place. She was kind of right, being mad at him because of something he did 14 years ago was kind of childish. But you weren’t mad at him because of what he did but because until now, he hasn’t apologized to you for what he did.”I swore I wouldn’t be the first one saying sorry.” You said as you both took your usual seats and as you unpacked your stuff ready to start the class. “Come on, it is Yoo Taeyang who we’re talking about. There’s no way you will be the last one to say sorry.” Your friend added right before the teacher entered the class, creating a deathly silence in the room and not letting your friend explain herself for what she said.

You lowkey hated him, but not to the point to think he was a bad person or the kind of person to never apologize for their mistakes. But her words definitely kept ghosting your mind for the whole class and even some part of the evening. Why would she think he was that kind of person? Were you that blinded by your anger that you couldn’t see how prideful Yoo Taeyang was?

“I promise it’ll be okay and that he’ll love it!” Taeyang said as he tried to help you with the last details of the flower bouquet he suggested you gifted that boy you’ve been having a crush on for the last 3 years. “Okay… I guess I’ll have to trust you.” You said, worry written all over your face. You didn’t want to be rejected or humiliated by that boy. You didn’t even know how Taeyang managed to convince you to do all of this to confess your feelings to that boy. But you guessed you just trusted him because after all he was your best friend. And even though he wasn’t the boy’s best friend, he was pretty close to him so Taeyang definitely knew more things about him than you would ever know.

“I hate you!! How could you do this to me?? You knew how important this was to me!!” You shouted, breaking the flower bouquet into Taeyang’s chest as tears ran down your cheeks like a waterfall. You couldn’t believe he made you get all excited about being brave enough to confess your feelings to later on find out he just plotted everything so the boy you had a crush on hated you and rejected you. “I will never in my life regret anything I did.” He said, pretty convinced of doing what’s correct. “He wasn’t a good choice for you.” Taeyang added, making you feel more and more angry. “That’s not your decision!! Stop acting like you were my mom or someone that is important to me! You’re absolutely nobody!!” You said full of anger. Maybe your words were poisoned by your anger and maybe you would regret saying those things to your best friend. But it was all you could say. It was all that came out of your mouth at that moment. “Say sorry for what you just said.” Taeyang was clearly hurt by your hurting words. “I swear to God I will never be the first one to say sorry. Not anymore.” You said with a fierce voice and walked away as soon as you finished your sentence.

The alarm on your phone woke you up from that terrible dream of remembering your past with Taeyang. Your heart rate was fast and you felt pretty mad at the stupid memory of what happened between both of you and the main reason why you both don’t talk to each other nowadays.

The moment you got out of bed and noticed it was weekend, a small and weak smile creeped on your lips as you walked down the stairs to make you some breakfast before you laid on the couch to binge some of your favorite series that you couldn’t watch during the week due to all the amount of works and assignments you had to do for college.

You were about to take the first bite of your breakfast when your phone lit up with a notification. As soon as you saw the notification you knew you had to drop your toast and answer the message immediately. It was a message from the boy you met in that meeting app. You couldn’t believe you were willing to talk to a stranger on a meeting app from the very beginning of the day but here you are, sitting on your pajamas in the kitchen counter with a pair of toasts and a coffee getting cold and answering messages of that anonymous boy. The only thing you knew about his identity was that he lived in the same city as you and that he attended the same college as you. But seeing his username being “sun_boy” you couldn’t really figure out if you knew him or not.

It definitely felt more surrealistic now that he asked you to meet him in person for the first time. You didn’t really know if it was a good idea to go and meet that boy in person. After all, you didn’t know his identity and seeing the news these days didn’t help either. But you had to admit you were pretty curious about the identity of that sun_boy user and to see if you could also fall in love with his looks apart from falling for his great personality.

An hour went by and you were finally doing some quick tweaks to your outfit and make-up before going out to meet with the boy. The evening was chilly despite the fact of getting closer to the summer vacations and the sky was tinted with a beautiful palette of roses and purples mixed with oranges and yellows, characteristic of a beautiful evening of a summer day. You felt extremely and surprisingly excited about meeting the boy that has been the main reason for your smiles lately and, to be honest, the option of him being a weirdo wanting to hurt you was not a viable option in your mind. You were way too confident of him being a nice person that you couldn't picture him doing something bad to you. Maybe that was one of the reasons why people kidnapped others, because of the excess of confidence but you were too immersed in the thought of finally meeting the boy that made your heart race like a teenager to question yourself about possible bad things that could happen that night.

As soon as you were getting closer to the cafe where you agreed to meet with that “sun_boy”, you spotted your worst nightmare sitting on one of the tables alone. Why is he here alone? Why does he always have to appear in the most nice moments of my life? You questioned yourself as you kept walking towards the cafe, trying your best to look at him in a discreet way but deep inside you, you perfectly knew you were straight staring at him.

You decided to ignore the brown haired boy and head inside the cafe to wait for your date. “(Y/N).” You heard Taeyang saying before you could even open the door that separated the cozy insides of the cafe and the chilly outsides of the said building. “I don’t have time for your bullshit Taeyang.” You said, opening the door and not making any eye contact with him. “I’m sun_boy.” Taeyang said with a quiet thread of voice. You couldn’t hear him and when he noticed you didn’t hear or pretended not to hear what he said, he repeated his words a bit louder. The moment you heard his confession, your blood froze in place, not letting you move your muscles. You didn’t know if he was joking or if he was right, but you couldn’t help being shocked by his sudden confession. “Stop lying with stuff like that… It’s not funny anymore.” You said, turning around to finally meet his gaze. “How would I know you were talking to someone called like that on a private and anonymous app? Don’t you see that’s impossible and quite stupid?” He said letting out a nervous and sarcastic laugh. He was right. It was impossible that he knew that you used that app and that you were texting with someone with that username. “I told you to come here because I want to talk with you, in person, not hiding ourselves behind a screen.” He said, standing up from his seat and walking towards you. He begged. He begged for you to hear what he wanted to tell you. But you didn’t want to hear any of his excuses anymore. You didn’t want to go through what you had to go through 14 years ago again. But the moment he mentioned he just wanted to give you a good reason why he has been doing all of that and give you a proper apology, everything started to change.

“I know I did something terrible… I really know that and trust me, I hate myself for what I did.” He started to say, without being able to lock his eyes with yours. “You did all of that because you wanted, nobody made you do it.” You said, also avoiding his gaze. You were done trying to believe that he did what he did just because he didn’t know what he was doing. But at this point, 14 years later, you knew that it was just an excuse you built yourself to not believe your best friend betrayed you like that. “Maybe you don’t believe me with what I’m going to say, or maybe you will never forgive me if I tell you the truth. But at this point I couldn’t handle the situation anymore.” Taeyang said. You frowned, looking at him confused. “I like you… And I always have… When all of the crush thing happened I was just jealous that you would like someone else instead of me. So I wanted to keep you away from them. I know I was stupid and pretty immature but when I grew and noticed the monumental mistake I made, it was too late to tell you that I was sorry. You didn’t talk to me anymore and you avoided my presence everytime I approached you.” He started to explain. You were speechless and shocked. “And then everyone started to use the tlk2me app… And I thought it would be a good idea to create a profile and see if I could contact you there.” He finally confessed. You couldn’t believe you have been deceived again by him just because he wasn’t brave enough to tell you the truth and facing the cruel reality. “Why is everything a lie in our friendship?” You quietly asked, a few tears threatening to escape your eyes. “You could have just told me from the very beginning that you liked me and nothing of this would have happened…” You said, tears finally filling up your eyes.

You also liked him since the very beginning, you also wanted to be with him since the very beginning but because of the lack of confidence in him to express his feelings you thought he just wanted to be your best friend and so you moved on. It hurts you to leave your best friend behind. It hurts you that you had to leave behind your very first crush. But the worst thing was that he never apologized to you and that made you feel like he really never cared about you. “I’m really sorry (Y/N)... I really am.” He said, his eyes glued to the floor. He knew the moment his eyes would meet yours he would shatter into pieces. **

2 months later… “I can’t believe after all you guys are living happily ever after.” Your best friend said, rolling her eyes at the sight of you and Taeyang holding hands as the three of you headed to get an ice cream to celebrate the summer vacations. “Those happily ever after don't exist.” You said, rolling your eyes, refusing to think about your new relationship with Taeyang to be part of those cheesy fairytales. “Not happily ever afters but maybe destiny does exist.” Taeyang said, winking down at you and drawing a soft smile on your lips. You had to admit he was kind of right. You guys went through a lot, but in the end, you're together again. “It’s like a code lock and the code. If they’re apart they can’t work but if they’re matched together they're perfect.” Taeyang added, making you and your best friend laugh. “We’re like a Love Code lock.” He finally said, pecking your left cheek.

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lizzyk137 · 1 year

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Helping Jaeyoon Get To Sleep After A Tiring Day

Summary: Jaeyoon has been feeling the heat from preparing for a new comeback and the only thing he needs is you. Warnings" None, just fluff and a shirtless Jaeyoon :P

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"Go ahead, put anything down. Anything that comes to mind." Jaeyoon instructed. "I want a wide range of themes, and the only I like the most will be used for our next comeback!"

You looked up at your friend smiling at how cheerful he was back then when instructing everyone on what to do even though you knew inside he was super anxious since he was put in charge of this comeback's theme.

All nine boys had agreed to let each other lead their comebacks as a way to keep each one fresh and something that was interesting to them. They all sat down with friends and loved ones and wrote down themes that they would like and whoever was in charge that year would pick one they would like and start instructing the other boys on their vision.

It was definitely a creative way of running a comeback, and something that the fans went crazy over since they would ask their fans for helping choosing costumes, colours or places to film.

You looked over at your friend now as he ran a hand through his hair looking stressed out of wits. No more smiles, there hasn't been any the past few weeks, and you knew there wasn't going to be any for at least another week until they start doing promotions for this mini album. And even then it would be forced.

You passed out water bottles to the staff and crew that was working on their new music video.

"How's he doing?" You asked Youngbin, as you nodded over to Jaeyoon.

"Honestly, he's doing great. The comeback for everyone is running smoothly so far but he's determined to do it on his own and I feel like it must be going bumpy for him," Youngbin replied. "He's stressed most days, but you know that. I think he needs a night to just relax but he won't let us help with that."

"Well from what I heard, going to a club undercover probably isn't what he's thinking of." You said chuckling.

Youngbin grimaced at the painful memory. "You heard about that?" You nodded in reply. "Well, it wasn't Sang-hyuk's brightest idea, but his heart was in the right place."

You nodded in agreement. "Here, water and juice for you and the rest of the guys." You passed over two large bags. "This one has snacks, since I doubt any of you has had a proper dinner." You handed over the last bag and Youngbin smiled at you. You said your goodbyes and walked over to where Jaeyoon was sitting looking over a stack of paperwork.

You came up behind him and dangled a small plastic bag in front of him. He looked up and then behind, giving you a small smile as soon as he realized it was you.

"You could try to be more excited to see me." You joked around, crouching down next to him and pulling a bottle of juice out, uncapping it and handing it to him.

He took it gladly and drank half the bottle. "I'm always happy to see you, especially when you bring me goodies!" He laughed.

You rolled your eyes and handed him a packaged sandwich. "Eat, you look hungry." He took the sandwich and within a few minutes it was gone.

"What are you up too? You can't possibly be here just to see me." Jayoon said flirtatiously. You both had been flirting for about a year but neither of you two have done anything more. You both had made your feelings clear but the both of you were too nervous to do anything about it. Even the boys got annoyed with how careful you two were being.

"Surprisingly, I am here to see Roy."

"Roy? Who's Roy? Jaeyoon said, his face scrunching up to show he was jealous.

"Oh, just someone." You teased.

"Just someone?" He replied, eyes growing bigger with curiosity. He knew if he poked a little he could easily get you to tell him anything. Both of you didn't need to hide anything, since in the end you would tell each other everything.

You just laughed as your reply and stood up stretching your legs. You felt a pair of arms circle your weight and suddenly you were sitting on Jaeyoon's lap. "Jaeyoon!" You cried out, your face going red.

"It's cute when you're embarrassed." He said resting his forehead on your back. "Plus it's a good way to show Roy that you're mine."

Your body froze at what he said. "I'm yours?" You asked quietly.

"Mhm," he mumbled. "All mine." His arms gripped you tighter to him and he nuzzled his head on your back. "Just stay like this for a second, I'm so tired." You heard him yawn and within a few minutes his gripped slacked a little and you knew he was asleep.

A few minutes turned into an hour and everyone was departing around you as Jaeyoon continued to sleep. You pulled out your phone and messaged Taeyang to help you get him to their car so he could head to the dorm. Soon you saw him, Juho and Chanee headed your way.

"That looks comfy." Chanee said when he saw you on Jaeyoon's lap.

"Not really comfy being used as a pillow."

With the help of Juho you got Jaeyoon's arms unwind from your waist and the other boys helped carry him up to the front where their car was awaiting. You packed up all his paperwork and brought it with you.

"Y/N, do you mind helping bring him back since we have plans tonight?" Taeyang asked.

"Nope not at."

"Take good care of him, okay?" The boys waved goodbye as they closed the car door behind you. You buckled Jaeyoon up and his head fell onto your shoulders.

Gosh, he must not have slept for days you thought. The car ride was uneventful and soon you reached your destination. You shook Jaeyoon's shoulder and let him know he was home.

He looked around groggily and stretched. You thanked the driver and you helped carry a sleepy Jaeyoon inside to his dorm. As soon as you unlocked the door, Jaeyoon pushed himself inside and kicked his shoes off making his way to his room.

You followed behind to put down his things to find him stripping his pants off with his bedroom door opened. You quickly turned around and covered your face. "Um, I'm just going to leave your bag here." You said shakily, as you carefully set down his bag and gave a small kick backwards, making sure you didn't see anything.

"No need to hide your face," Jaeyoon's voice rang out behind you causing you to jump. His arms circled around you and held you to his bare chest, his member touching the small of your back. "I'm all yours to see."

He gave a small kiss on the back of your neck sending shivers down your spine. "Stay." He whispered.

"You're not wearing any pants," you replied back, yearning a chuckle from Jaeyoon.

"If I put on pants will you stay?" You nodded eagerly. His arms disappeared from your body and you heard a hanger dropping to the floor and then Jaeyoon's arms wrapping themselves again around you.

He turned you around and kissed the top of your head. "Want to watch a movie?" He tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear as his other hand cupped your cheek.

"Sure." You replied nervously.

"No need to be nervous, it's just me," he chuckled. "I promise I won't do anything. I'm too tired to do anything anyways." You laughed at his joke and followed behind him as he made his way to the living room. "I'll grab some drinks and snacks if you want to grab some pillow and blankets for us."

You went your separate ways and within a few minutes you had the couch looking comfy and went into the kitchen to help Jaeyoon. He handed you some drinks and gave a light pat on your butt as you walked back to the living room, earning him a dirty look from you. "I've been waiting to do that for a while now." He winked back at you.

You sighed and made yourself comfy on the couch. Within a few minutes Jaeyoon sat down next to you. He laid down and placed his feet on your lap. "As much as I like you, I don't want your feet on my lap." You said.

"Then come lay down next to me. I need some cuddles after the past few years I had." You scoffed at his words, and looked over to find his arms outstretched to you. Giving in to his adorable pout, you laid down next to him and he covered you two with a blanket. You found a movie you both agreed on and he brought you closer to his bare chest as the movie played.

Halfway through the movie, you heard Jaeyoon's adorable little snores. You sighed content but a bit confused at how fast things were going. When the movie ended, you turned the tv off and tried to get up to go home.

"You said you would stay, Y/N." Jaeyoon mumbled as his hold tightened. "Please stay, you make me calm. I haven't slept in so long."

You nestled back into his arms and faced him. Reaching out you stroked his face and gave a small peck on his chin. "Too low." Jaeyoon said grumpy.

"What's too low?" You asked back, yawning as sleep was finally catching up to you.

"Your kiss." Jaeyoon replied, "Here." And he brought his lips down to yours for a slow and sweet kiss. "God, I've been waiting to do that for so long."

You chuckled against his bare chest as you pulled yourself closer to him. "Sweet dreams, Yoonie." You said, calling him his nickname.

"Sweet dreams, baby girl."

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divinefireangel · 8 months

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20:46. You Taeyang x Reader fluff.

"Are you still watching Supernatural?" Taeyang asked you, judging you and your love for the show.

"Well, you know I can't watch non English shows when I'm busy," you state, turning around and swinging your hairbrush in air.

Taeyang looks at you from his spot on the bed, the white and yellow lights in the bathroom making you look like an angel in his eyes. He shuts his phone off and smiles at the view in front of him.

You turn around and continue to brush your hair. He pouts, "Turn around, I wanna see your pretty face," he complains softly.

Laughing, you shake your head and finish your night routine. "I'm tired, and I don't know why you think I look pretty even at night." You sit down on his lap.

"Because you are," he whispers and places his hands on your waist and stares into your eyes. You comb his hair through your fingers and smile. "So are you my love," you whisper back and kiss him.

#sf9 #yoo taeyang #sf9 fluff #sf9 drabbles #sf9 x reader #sf9 x reader fluff #yoo taeyang fluff #sf9 timestamps

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twisted-tales-of-all · 2 years

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Service Swap

In a tale of 4.8k words, we visit the SF9 universe to look at dance instructor Yoo Taeyang and one of their students who happens to be a tattoo artist (Gender Neutral!Reader). After he compliments their tattoos, Taeyang and Y/N work out an exchange of their expertise. This story touches on the idea of Taeyang’s first love, as well as lost love with a permanent reminder of the person. There are warnings for some language usage, as well as attending a wedding, discussion of tattoos and needles, and moments of angst.

After jumping around unsuccessfully from teacher to teacher, you decide to attend a dance class that your friend swears by. You set low hopes before walking into the studio to prepare for any disappointment you'll face. Once inside, you notice that you've arrived before most of the class, so you start stretching in your favorite spot. Although only two others join you, you can't figure out which person is the instructor.

When the rest of the class arrives, you're shocked to find it less packed than expected, heightening your spirits. With fewer dancers, you have more space for a better range of movement. As the music begins, you find the tall, skinny, dark-haired boy at the front, facing everyone else. He quickly introduces himself and the dance he's teaching today. Then, he instructs everyone to warm up their muscles with stretches. After a couple of songs, he asks everyone to move to the side as he plays the one he's teaching. He performs the dance as a quick demonstration before requesting that everyone return to their positions.

"We'll be learning the pre-chorus and chorus today. I made this choreo, but remember that you don't have to follow me strictly. If you feel the flow bringing you in a different motion for a bit, feel free to incorporate that! Dancing is personal expression, after all."

With these reminders, he begins teaching the first eight-count, keeping track of everyone's comprehension. You notice that his friendly aura makes it easier for others to ask for clarification when needed. Because he helps everyone personally, you get more time to practice each count properly rather than moving too fast.

After learning the dance, Taeyang assigns a number to everyone at random. Then, each numbered group takes center stage to show off what they've learned while everyone else motivates them. He points out something good in each dancer before moving on, making sure everyone feels included. You hype the other groups up and put all your efforts into your performance, so he comments on your amazing energy.

While most of the group leaves, you finish with some simple stretches as a cool-down before packing up. Taeyang approaches as you reach your bag and compliments the tattoos on your arm. You thank him and point out a small one near your wrist, telling him how you did this one yourself back when you were an apprentice.

"Wait, are you an artist? That's so cool! I've always wanted a tattoo but they're expensive and the size I want takes quite a while."

"Oh, what do you want? If you've wanted it for a while, my recommendation is to go for it. It obviously won't leave your mind otherwise." You joke, curious what designs he enjoys.

"I want a piece on my side that represents my dancing story. I'm thinking of maybe putting some music notes and flowers into the background, but I'm still not sure of the focus point I want. I'll probably have to discuss with the artist a lot, but I haven't even chosen an artist yet." He laughs at himself for thinking so deeply about the tattoo without choosing an artist.

"Well, there's an artist right here. The plan sounds meaningful and fun to do, so I'd be down to talk it out with you and figure everything out." You offer despite being unsure of whether he'd accept.

"That'd be great, but I'm sure it'd still be pretty expensive, and I don't think I'd have the money to spare."

"Assuming you want it in black or grey, it should be around $800, but I can cut you a deal if you're interested." Thinking of this as an opportunity, you consider an exchange, "This is the first dance class I've thoroughly enjoyed in a while. If I can get some free lessons for a year, I'd do it for free. Or a few months of individual training if you don't want to give that much time away for essentially free."

When he turns silent, you tell him to think about it. You assure him that the offer won't float away as you tell him that you plan to sign up for the next class the following week. As you head for the exit, he sparks back to reality and bids you farewell, so you tell him that you'll see him next week.

The week between classes drags on forever, but you arrive in the studio once again, early enough to be the first person in the room. You practice some choreography that you've been working on as you wait. After only a short while, Taeyang arrives. Seeing nobody else in the room, he brings up the offer again.

"How many private lessons would I need to give you to get the tattoo? It's been on my mind all week, and I think you're right. I think I have to get it - or at least start planning it - to get it off my mind."

"Well, assuming the piece is $800, and your regular sessions are only $5 entry price, let's bump it to $10 since they're one-on-one sessions... I think 80 sessions seems like a bit overkill. How about 50 sessions? That'd be about six months if we do two sessions a week. Maybe that's still too much. I'm not sure how exactly to gauge your lessons cost-wise." You struggle to try and even out the trade, but you can't seem to accurately price his lessons.

"Y'know, you may be selling these lessons for far too low," You add.

"No, you see, selling at $5 ensures that more people can join if they'd like. If I were selling individual lessons, it'd be closer to $25 for an hour. So, if we base it off that price, it'd be 32 lessons. That's only four months if you wanted two sessions a week."

"Okay, that seems much more fair. Four months of lessons for your intricate side piece." You confirm, laying out the final offer.

"I'm fully down for that, but could we discuss the tattoo and get a sketch before we start? I want to make sure I like the design." He asks, innocently unaware of how artists charge a deposit for their time.

"Okay, but even if you don't decide to follow through, I'd like six or seven lessons. I usually charge a 20% deposit to account for the time it takes me to come up with designs for people."

He effortlessly agrees to the deal right as the rest of the class begins to file in. For that lesson, your excitement never falters. You've gained personal lessons with an instructor that fits your picky expectations, and you'll get to create another masterpiece meaningful to someone. In your eyes, it's a win-win situation, and Taeyang clearly thinks the deal is worth it on his end, too.

As your second lesson in his class finishes up, you begin your cool-down routine once again. After the others leave, Taeyang returns to the topic of his tattoo almost instantly. You laugh at his eagerness and innocent excitement. You remember feeling the same way when you scheduled the appointment for your first tattoo as well, so you fully understand his mindset about the situation.

"Taeyang, calm down. We'll get to discussing the design soon, but I'd like to finish my stretches first." You laugh as you explain yourself to the boy.

Although he pouts at you for momentarily halting the conversation, he understands and waits for you to finish. You finish your stretches and ask him if he'd like to begin the consultation portion of the tattoo process now or later. As expected, he enthusiastically asks to start as soon as possible, so you pick up your belongings and lead him out of the studio.

"I take public transport here. If you'd like to take it back with me, I don't mind hosting the meeting in my apartment for today."

He agrees, following your lead as you ride the subway lines back to your complex. His eyes wander as you walk the halls to your room, so he lightly runs into you when you stop in front of your door.

As you enter the key to unlock the door, you joke, "What's up, Taeyang? You act like you've never seen an apartment building before."

Nervously scratching his head, he admits, "I don't really have friends, so I haven't been to apartments other than mine as an adult."

"In that case, I apologize. I never would've guessed. You appear very social from the classes."

"Well, that's work. I'm somewhat of an introvert actually, so I only work, work out, and head home most days." He follows you inside and looks around, amazed. "Woah, your apartment looks really nice. You're good at decorating."

"Oh, thanks. I don't even notice anymore. I've been meaning to change it up again soon, but if it's nice, maybe I should leave it. Come over here to the desk area; we can discuss there so I can take notes or sketch things out."

He follows you and sits down next to you. As you ask for him to remind you of his design plans, you note down key aspects he mentions - dance, music notes, flowers, and a meaningful focal point that's yet to be decided.

"Do you mind recounting your dance story? We can work together to figure out the main part, but I'd like to know as much of the story as possible, details and all, so it can be accurate."

"It's really long; are you sure you want it all?" He asks with apprehension in his voice.

"Are you sure you want an accurate and meaningful tattoo?" You ask back so he can understand how funny it is to ask.

"Okay, okay. I just hope you're prepared." He starts before taking a deep breath to prepare himself.

He begins by telling you the age he began to enjoy dance and how that happened, and you take notes on any important points. Continuing, he mentions that dance always helped him, even when people couldn't. He describes his love of dance in a similar fashion that childhood lovers describe one another - soft, comforting, familiar. You scribble down "1st love" to remind yourself of this right as Taeyang mentions that he wants to love someone who gives him the same feelings that dance does, but he has yet to find that.

"You've never fallen in love?" You interject, shocked by him again.

He chuckles as he shakes his head, "Not so much as a single crush. For a while, I thought I was broken. Got a girlfriend, but we broke up once she confronted the fact that I only treated her as a good friend. It struck me then - the fact that I think of love differently than most people. To me, it's not a person and not the memories you build. It's that feeling of warmth, that you'll be okay for as long as the love remains within you. Not a case of whether you receive that love in return, but that you know it's still within you."

"Still within you... that's such a romantic way to approach love. Whoever you end up loving will be very lucky."

Taeyang tries to return to the story again, but he's interrupted by your phone ringing. You apologize and stand to answer the call, finding your best friend on the other end of the line. They alert you of a change to the date of their upcoming wedding, claiming that the couple doesn't want to wait any longer. In doing so, they remind you that you have a plus-one space automatically given as a part of the wedding party, and you now have only a month to figure out who to bring. You thank them for the heads up and excuse yourself under the guise of a client. Upon hanging up, however, you curse at the thought of having to find a date or deal with the clearly-empty seat at the event.

"Everything okay?" You hear Taeyang stand thanks to your cursing.

"Sorry to startle you. My friend is getting married, and they moved the date up. I'm part of the wedding party, so I'm supposed to bring someone, but finding someone means I'll have to go on blind dates or something." You groan at the thought, remembering how draining first dates can be.

"When is it? I might be able to save you. If you'd like me to, at least," He offers, nerves raising as he realizes that it sounds like he's asking you on a date.

"Really? Would you? That'd save me a lot of hassle, and I can use the opportunity to learn more about you that might help with the tattoo."

"Yeah, if I'm free, then I don't mind. Just let me know when it is so I can prepare."

"We have just over a month. You really are going to save my ass, so thank you, Taeyang." You smile brightly at him, making him grow a bit shy. Noticing, you switch back to the topic at hand, "Should we get back to your story now?"

Sitting back down, he continues telling you everything about his dance journey. You add a few more notes, especially when regarding more recent events. You ensure that you have all the important notes before he leaves for the day.

"Do you live far? Should I call you a taxi? I brought you here without thinking about the return trip. I'm sorry." You worry, realizing that it's later than expected and thus more dangerous.

"It's fine, Y/N. Don't worry. I'm only a couple of stops away, and you live right by the station, so I should be safe."

As he flashes you a soft smile to comfort you, you request that he messages you once home. He jokes that you're already acting like he's your boyfriend but assures you that he'll follow your plea. As the door shuts behind him only seconds later, you find yourself speechless at his words. You thought you were simply being kind at first, but you realize that it could come off as being more than friendly.

Although you begin to worry about the misunderstanding, you choose not to mention it to him. You prepare for bed and find his text about the safe return once you finish your routine. While deciding how to reply, you fall asleep, too tired from the long, eventful day.

You find another message when you wake:

You smile at the kind message, replying with a wholehearted appreciation for him trusting you in this process, adding that you're extremely thankful for his offer to come to the wedding on top of agreeing to solo dance lessons already. He reminds you that you still have to discuss when to do the lessons and what you'd like to learn.

For the next couple of days, your conversations bounce between the dance lessons and the tattoo design, with some basic conversations about daily life sprinkled in when a conversation dies down. You settle on the days for your lessons, give him some dances you'd like to learn or improve, and send over some unfinished sketches for parts of his design to hear his thoughts.

Time flies, and you reach the wedding day quickly enough. You look in the mirror one last time before leaving your apartment and meeting Taeyang out front. Standing in front of his car, he dons a full suit with a tie and pocket square that complement your outfit perfectly. He waves at you with a bright smile, then he opens his arms for a hug as you approach.

"Hey, stranger. You look amazing. Thank you again for doing this for me. I know they're my best friend, but weddings are always so nerve-wracking for me. With you here, it won't be as bad." You claim, feeling his heart racing as you hug him.

"No problem, especially with how close we've gotten over this month."

You drive off to the wedding together, only to be shocked when Taeyang introduces himself to everyone as your boyfriend. When you get a moment alone with him, you confront him.

"Sorry, I thought it'd be easier than having to explain our relationship a bunch of times. Plus, we basically act like a couple - minus the skinship - so people would eventually ask."

"You should've warned me, at least!" You want to scold him, but that's all you can say before the bride and groom approach you.

"Since when do you not tell me when you get a new partner?!" Your best friend asks with their hand on your shoulder.

"Ah, you've just been so busy with wedding planning and everything. I didn't want to take your focus away from it." You make up an excuse, hoping to quickly stop the conversation before you need to add more lies.

"Well, after today, I better get the tea! I'll see you soon, though. Have to go visit everyone."

You wave them off before allowing your anxiously-perfect posture to fall. Taeyang laughs to himself before asking you to tell him the story you'll be using. You glare at him, sitting down at your assigned table without giving him an answer.

The rest of the day passes smoothly, and nobody questions you about your sudden new boyfriend, so you claim that win in your head as Taeyang drives back.

"Would you like to hang out some more? Or are you tired of people?" He asks about halfway home.

"Is there something you'd like to do?"

"I'd just like to stay with you. I enjoy your company."

Ultimately, you decide to hang out with him. You start by relaxing at a nearby stream, quietly enjoying your time together, but the cold weather ruins the calm night. You move to his apartment as it's closer to the stream. You talk for hours, learning about and understanding one another better in the process. Eventually, you begin fading out of consciousness as sleep overtakes you, but Taeyang leads you to his bed before you fully knock out so you can rest comfortably. He sleeps on the couch that night.

Only three months later, you finish the tattoo design and bring Taeyang into the shop for his first appointment. You try a few different placements before it sits on his skin the way he wants it. Once he's satisfied, you ask him to lay on his opposite side so you can begin. Prepping him, you find the boy shaking.

"Are you nervous or excited? Your whole body is shaking, Taeyang."

"A bit of both. I'm really excited, but I also don't know what to expect. Some people say the needle hurts a lot, but others claim they're overreacting."

"It fully depends on the person and the placement. I've warned you that this tends to be a more painful place for a tattoo, but don't worry. You can always ask me to stop, and we'll take breaks regardless. I work at your pace."

"Could we do a test or something? Like a little dot or a short line so I can prepare?" He asks, eyes in puppy mode.

You laugh as you accept his idea. You inform him that you'll do a short line to begin, then you turn on the machine and follow through with the plan. You feel him tense up, but that's a typical reaction for most people, regardless of the number of tattoos they have. You switch the machine off, wipe the mark clean, and ask him whether he'd like to continue.

"That wasn't too bad." He responds through clenched teeth, "Let's keep going. I'll tell you if I need a break."

"Alrighty." You whirl the machine on, "I hope you can take a good few hours of it today."

After five hours and three breaks, you finish today's session. Taeyang checks the progress in the mirror, proud to finally see his ideas and dreams coming to fruition. You wrap him up and give him care instructions, and he goes home to rest.

You check up on him every day for the next few weeks, living for his reactions to each stage of the healing process. With only the outline done, it leaves both of you eager to fill in the design with shading and everything.

In the dance lessons following the session, you notice Taeyang wearing shirts that reveal the tattoo. Even unfinished, he's so proud of the piece that he constantly wants to show it off.

Another month passes before you're able to get him in for the second session. Somehow, this session passes even smoother despite the more painful shading and white highlights. Taeyang's sheer determination to finish allows you to complete the piece now when you thought you'd need another day for details.

Just like in the first session, Taeyang admires the artwork in the mirror. You ask him if you can take a picture for your portfolio, but he cuts you off with a tight hug, burying his face into your shoulder.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. It's amazing. It's so... so- it's perfect, Y/N. I love it." Taeyang mumbles into you, spilling endless praises from his lips.

You awkwardly pat his back as you wait for him to finish, zoning out halfway through his shpeal. You must've missed an important cue when you zoned out, as his lips suddenly press themselves against yours. You carefully try to work past this, telling him to go rest up since his emotions are overwhelming him. You disregard the photo you wanted, opting for a healed photo later.

At home, the thought of the kiss refuses to leave your mind. It confuses you, and you can't pinpoint whether he meant to do it or whether his emotions overwhelmed him into doing it. You also don't know how you feel in response to the action. Looking back on the scene, you can't tell whether you wanted to kiss him back or push him away. You simply froze up when it happened; it caught you off guard.

The next time you meet Taeyang, you find him apologizing for his actions. He admits to having feelings for you, but he understands that he shouldn't have kissed you out of the blue like that. Starting like this fills the meet-up with awkwardness, but you try to alleviate it by explaining that his emotions must have been all over the place due to his enjoyment of the finished product.

Before you part ways, he asks whether you'd like to date, and you ask him to give you time to figure out your feelings. It's only been a week since the kiss, and you still don't know how you feel. With this new development, you force yourself to address your feelings and define them. You've been avoiding them for most of the past week, so you're relieved to have something to force yourself to confront the situation head-on.

You take the next two days to do exactly that. Placing your sole focus on properly categorizing your feelings, you find yourself making excuses when calling it anything more than friendly love. Although you hate to break the news to him, you think it's best to do it quickly, so you call him down to the spot by the stream, asking to talk to him for a bit.

He quickly makes his way to the meeting point, as if he's a puppy running to his owner. As you see his soft smile shining at you, you feel a lump swell in your throat. He finds a nice rock to sit on and asks you to sit with him. You refuse, as standing permits you the ability to escape quickly in case your answer causes issues.

"Taeyang, I can't date you. It took me a while to pinpoint how I feel for you, but I think it's best we remain friends. I don't think I can reciprocate the feelings you have for me. I'm really sorry." You admit, fidgetting as an excuse to avoid meeting his gaze.

"That's okay, Y/N. I'm not going to try to force you to fall for me. I mean, I should hope I know how hard it is to fall in love." Surprisingly, he responds simply, taking the rejection far better than you imagined.

"Are you sure you're okay? You don't need to force yourself to be. If you need space from me or comfort or anything, just ask me."

His lips curl up as he forces down a laugh, "Well, I'm not sure I'd call this okay, but it feels sorta numb. I don't know what I need, frankly. Just don't ditch me; Don't leave me in the past simply because of my feelings for you."

You explain that you won't ever be that person, and you sit with him in silence for a bit longer before he stands and decides to head home. He thanks you for letting him know your answer so quickly, hugs you, and walks away. You watch him leave and notice his posture change after a few seconds. Seeing his slouched posture, paired with some clear huffs, your heart breaks again as you recognize that he's crying now that he thinks you can't see.

Other than the remaining dance lessons and a touch-up tattoo appointment, you and Taeyang don't talk very often. In fact, a couple of years pass before you see him again. Donning an oversized hoodie, he calls out to you as you pass him on the street. Turning around to see who called you, you're greeted by a long-forgotten but familiar smile that brings a messy bundle of feelings into your chest. Your name in his mouth rushes memories back into your mind, and you don't know how to respond.

"Y/N! Hey, it's been a while. I'm sorry I kinda ghosted you after everything. It took a lot longer to move on than I expected. Care to get a coffee or something and catch up?"

"Uh, yeah, sure, let's do that. I want to hear how you've been."

Eventually, he notices your engagement ring, and the heartbreaking numbness returns to him after years of being free of it. You see this reaction reach his eyes, making them lose their once-everlasting glimmer as he asks about the lucky partner. The lump from your chest catches itself in your throat, and you feel tears force themselves into your eyes. Trying to hide your reaction, you take a sip of your drink, clear your throat, and explain that you met someone while getting a tattoo. Suddenly, the painful irony of the situation hits you like a truck, and you can't help but ask about the tattoo you gave him.

"It's still my only one, but I've made sure to take good care of it. Every time I see it, it reminds me of you and all those memories we made. It's a weird feeling, having a permanent reminder of my first love on my body. I guess it just hoards all sorts of meanings within its ink." He awkwardly laughs off his comment, but it makes the tears fall from your eyes despite your best efforts to keep them in.

"Don't cry! Y/N, what's wrong? Is it me? I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything upsetting by my words. It's interesting, but I don't mind remembering you. There are so many good memories-"

"No, no. I'm sorry. I don't know why I'm crying. I think there's just a lot of emotions overwhelming me. I'm happy to see you again and grateful that you're doing well, but everything hits at once. And with me just getting engaged only a few days before, it feels like some sick, twisted fate to meet you randomly now, out of nowhere. I- I don't know. I'm sorry."

After your tears dry and you regain control over your emotions, Taeyang explains the past few years he's had. He hopped around on personal jobs after finding private training more to his taste, and he only returned to the city a week ago, giving himself a much-deserved break from work. Although he hasn't found anyone else he loves as much as he loves to dance - and loved you - he boasts about wooing people around the world with his beauty and graceful storytelling within his dance. He goes so far as to show you a picture of his award for best original choreography. Engraved on the trophy, the title of his art, "A Permanent Reminder" gives you more than enough background for the story he conveyed to win.

As you part ways once again, your hand hovers over the tattoo your now-fiance did for you: a twist of flowers in the shape of a music note, sitting within the shape of the sun. You couldn't bring yourself to tell him that you met your future partner due to wanting a tattoo to remind yourself of the man you fell for too little too late.

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taichoushadow · 11 months

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Waves as hearts

A Yoo Taeyang imagine

Genre: fluff, a bit suggestive. Lots and lots of love.

For sweet @yootaesowl

Happy 1000 days of friendship. Hope there are 10.000 more to come 🩷

The silent crashing of the waves at the shore waved through the slight open window into your cabin and settled into the quiet kitchen. The melody mixed with the clinking of dishes as you stood infront of the sink, cleaning the last pan and put it down in the drying rack. Just as you did, you felt two arms wrapping around yourself, a warm body melting into yours as you smiled, looking back and up into your lovers face. He wore the same smile and took the opportunity to place his lips right on your forehead before turning you around so he could face you properly.

"Sorry, I really wanted to help." Taeyang shows he is sorry and you can tell he means it when you take notice of his slight pout which leaves you huffing in amusement. "It's okay, I don't mind doing the dishes. You cooked too." you bound your hands together behind his neck, basically locking himself in.

He sighs at that, leaning closer into your embrace by stepping forward and planting his palms on the counter behind you, so you're fully pressed against his body.

"Still." Taeyang drops his head, resting it against yours "I went out for some ice cream but forgot the stores are closed after five here." the fact that he didn't get any ice cream and finding out that you did the dishes by yourself makes him feel guilty. Sure, he knows you don't mind doing the dishes, yet that's one of the things he looks forward to, especially when he planned a getaway to experience all these' mundane' things together as a couple. Eating breakfast together, brushing teeth together and doing the dishes together.

"With this view and the sound of the beach as my music." you pause. "I don't mind doing the dishes at all." you try to reassure him and your hands finds their way into his hair as you play with some of the strands that lay at the nape of his neck. "besides, I don't mind doing all these things for you. Makes me feel some type of way." this time you find yourself pulling slightly at his shirt, unknowingly at first, however once those words slipped past, you're well aware what you're doing and you widen your eyes slightly at your own movements.

Once again, your heart knew exactly what you wanted before your brain caught up, but now that they're insync again you feel your heart beating faster. The panic settles in when you feel Taeyang taking not one but two steps back as you watch your arms slipping past his shoulders to fall beside your body.

"I'm-" Taeyang cuts you off by grabbing onto your butt, squeezing the flesh in order to have you stacker forward right into his chest. "Is that so, dove?" Taeyang curls his fingers around your chin and lifts your face to have his eyes meet yours instantly. When he is satisfied with the way you don't waver, he drops his hand to your waist, the other still happily resting on your asscheek. A slight blush rises up and rests ontop of your cheeks and you drop your head on his clothed chest as you feel and hear the deep rumble when he let's out a chuckle.

"Why are you so cute?" Taeyang feels his own heart expanding with love, the moment your eyes widened followed by the blush suddenly showing itself. He could see the moment you knew your face was crafted in that gorgeous crimson colour he loves so much on you. Why you may ask? It's the fact he is the only one who gets you blushing like that. It's definitely one of his favourite moments. Wether it's when you're having dinner with everyone or when you two are between four walls where he sits snugly between your legs.

"I love you so much, you don't even know it!" Taeyang exclaims loudly, the feeling of love truly overflowing that he doesn't know what to do with it all and grabs onto your cheeks to pull your face from his chest and captures your lips in a delightful kiss before breaking away to pepper kisses all over your face. "I love you, I love you, I love you." he mutters with every peck he leaves.

You cry out in laughter, face smudged between his palms as he hasn't any thoughts of stopping soon while your nails dig into his skin, trying to hold onto his arms. "Tyang!" your voice sounds muffled with the way he is squeezing your cheeks together. "pwease.." he doesn't waver at all and moves you back against the counter.

"It.. It hurtshh.." you try to tell him, stomach hurting from all the laughing as you're struggling to breathe now and it seems Taeyang is well aware enough to know when to stop eventhough his heart is like a waterfall filled with everything he feels for you, streaming violently through his veins.

He realises more often than not, he wishes he could be with you like this forever. Don't get him wrong, he loves to dance, loves to perform but he came to the realization after a couple months into the relationship that he loves you more than all of that combined. It scared him the first time he felt that when you came running towards him after he had a difficult day and cried out to you through the phone. He didn't expect you to drop everything and come to his aid, yet when you barged into the room and scooped him into the safest hug ever, he cried only harder knowing he just returned home.

After that, he uttered the first I love you, shyly so and that's also where he started to absolutely adore your blush after he bared his heart to you which you've been gently taking care of up till this day and hopefully until it stops beating. Even after that, he hopes you will find him again.

"What you're thinking about?" You notice the far away look in his eyes and try to get him back to you with a sweet kiss. It does the trick when his eyes land on yours. "You're okay?" you ask him quietly, going back to the position you found yourselves in ten minutes ago with your hands bound around his neck while your fingers caress the skin softly.

"About you." Taeyang doesn't miss a beat, without a stutter he admits it like it's breathing air and it's like so, it's the truth. You're always on his mind. When he wakes up and when he goes to sleep. Even between that he still has you on his mind.

You hum at that but can't help but to feel bashful. Dropping your hands to his own, your grab onto them and remove them from your waist to hold them infront of you, though you bring one to your lips and kiss fingers. "I love you too." you look up at him through your lashes. "beyond everything you know."

It's silent. The sound of the waves right outside the house that has been faded to the background by your laughter now speaks louder again just like how your hearts do too. It's funny, it really is like a heart isn't it?

Taeyang doesn't say anything. He stares at you, hands still clasped together and once again he leans down, pressing your foreheads together, hands between your chests to capture your lips into a deep kiss.

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lost-inthedream · 2 years

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SF9 when their special other's love language is cooking

genre: fluff

pairing: SF9 x gn reader

requested

Bonus song rec: Moon Jong Up - Us

➹Youngbin:

Youngbin gets used to your love language so quickly! After you showed up two times with homemade snacks he is not surprised anymore. It is not a bad thing at all, he still smiles with the same enchantment and tender eyes. "What did you bring this time?" he playfully asks taking your tote bag from your shoulder in case it is heavy. He loves to hear you talking about recipes and appreciates that you share your favorite ones with him.

➹ Inseong:

Oh my, I think Inseong would be so proud of his talented girlfriend/boyfriend, always bragging about your skills to his friends and family. Don't be surprised if one of his members tells you how good that pie tasted. Inseong was so excited about you making him a whole and delicious pie that he shared it with his members while he could not stop talking about you. " of course she/he can do a lot of things other than cooking". Also, he is gonna propose to you quite fast lol

➹Jaeyoon:

Jaeyoon will pamper you 1000 times more every time you offer an appetizing dish. You can literally make him food a million times and he would still be amazed by your gesture. Ok, let's go to the spoiling part. He feeds you like a baby even if you say the dish is all for him. "Nooo. Open your mouth, love" He also makes the cutest faces as he tastes each portion, telling you it is even better than the last time you cooked.

➹ Dawon:

Dawon is the opposite of Inseong in the sense that he will never share the food you made him with his friends or anyone. The fact that you express your love by cooking is so precious to him. He texts you a few times during the week to say he still thinks about the cupcakes he ate on the holiday. He normally texts you quite a lot so he needs multiple subjects.

➹ Zuho:

Juho is so obvious, once you all finish the meal that you prepared with so much love, he goes for cuddles. There are no excuses, none of you are washing the dishes or anything. CUDDLES. It is a simple relationship, you make sure that he eats well and he composes special songs for you. The number of times you entered his studio with something healthy to your boyfriend is uncountable. "You always know when I need a break"

➹ Rowoon:

I feel like at some point Rowoon will convert your talent and passion for cooking into quality time. I mean, you all start to have cooking dates because he asks you to teach him. "No, I'm not asking you to stop cooking for me, I wanna spend more time with you, love." He loves watching you and kissing the top of your head when you are distracted.

➹ Yoo Taeyang:

Unlike Youngbin, Taeyang will be surprised every time you gift him with food. He likes to let you know about his schedule so you are aware of his most busy days. These ones are when you prepare his favorite dishes so he will be able to relax at the end of the day. "Oh, babe, you're perfect". He takes your hand from time to time while he eats.

➹ Hwiyoung:

I feel like Hwi is a pretty chill boyfriend, hence you all prefer peaceful dates, such as stargazing or having picnics. You always offer to cook something for the occasion and he helps you with ideas and chopping ingredients. At these moments you both look more like a married couple than anything.

➹ Chani:

His mood is always lifted by your food. It does not matter if he is really upset or if he is already in a good mood. "Look at you being an angel again" He likes to tease you for spoiling him too much. It is clear that he is so thankful. Chani treats any of your skills with naturality instead of calling all the attention to them. Yet he admires you a lot and he tells you it by praises when you are alone.

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First Kiss ~ Yoo Taeyang

You smiled anxiously across at Taeyang as he walked back into the living room to find you sat still on the sofa, taking a nervy sip from your glass of wine before placing it down on the table in front of you, just in time as Taeyang sat himself back down beside you.

There was a little bit of awkwardness between you both after the end of your film, Taeyang didn’t want you to go home just yet, offering to keep you there for as long as possible, enjoying your company like he always did.

“Do you want to watch something else?” He asked, glancing across at you. There had been mumblings of feelings between the two of you for weeks, creating a growing divide in your friendship as neither of you wanted to talk about it.

“I think it would be a good idea, we can’t exactly sit here in silence,” you slightly laughed.

Taeyang nodded in agreement, “what is going on between us Y/N? This is ridiculous.”

He had hoped inviting you over would help to make life a little bit easier for you both, but instead it just felt like it made things worse. Seeing each other stirred up plenty of feelings for you both, some wanting to scream about how you felt, the others trying to get you to keep pretending.

“I’m guessing that the boys keep speaking to you too,” he whispered as you remained silent, turning everything off to focus on you.

“I’ve heard a few things about you, and a few things about me.”

You tried your best to push what the boys were saying to you to the back of your mind, convincing yourself that they were causing up trouble. After so many years together, you couldn’t imagine Taeyang wanting to risk your friendship for something that might not come true, the last thing he’d ever want to do was completely lose you.

“I bet I can read your mind,” Taeyang responded, resting his head in his hand, “you like me, don’t you? That’s why you’re struggling to speak to me right now.”

“And if I did, would you like me back, or would it be one-sided?”

A sigh came from Taeyang as he looked away from your eyes, giving himself a moment to ponder. He couldn’t lie, of course, he liked you after so many years of friendship, but whether a relationship would be a step too far, Taeyang didn’t know.

He’d had the boys in his ear for weeks like you had, trying their best to assure him that it would be a good idea. Taeyang knew you well enough to know what you wanted by the look in your eyes, but whether he was as transparent, was enough matter altogether. You could read nothing from Taeyang, which only frightened you even more.

“It wouldn’t be one-sided,” he finally replied back to you, knowing that as he listened to his heart there was only one direction that he wanted to go in. “I’d be stupid to ever not want to be with you, wouldn’t I? This isn’t a friendship, at least not for me, and I hope not for you either.”

It was exactly what you needed to hear to finally be able to let your heart settle, relieved more than anything else that you hadn’t thrown yourself in at the deep end only for Taeyang to stay shallow.

The smile on your face that was growing was the perfect reassurance for Taeyang too. “Where do we go from here?” You chuckled back across to him nervously.

“That depends, where would you like for us to go from here?”

“We shouldn’t be making this so awkward, we’re not strangers.”

“Let’s just do what feels right,” Taeyang suggested, “we should clear the air and be as we normally are, and for me, there only feels like one possible way for us to be able do that.”

You looked to Taeyang with intrigue as he shuffled a little bit closer towards him. You had no idea what he was thinking, for all of the times you had been able to pick up on how he was feeling, this time around you were simply stuck.

“If we’re really going to make a go of things, I think that we should just kiss,” he suddenly announced, terrified to look across to you and see how you would react to his suggestion.

There was no reaction from you at all though as you tried to process what it was that you had heard Taeyang say. A part of you felt as if you were stuck in some sort of dream, wondering how your night had managed to flip so quickly.

After a bit of thought, your head nodded, “I think that would be a good idea.”

A chuckle of surprise came from Taeyang, “I’ve wanted to kiss you for a long time,” he admitted, shyly looking across at you, coyer than you had ever seen him before.

Taeyang didn’t want to end up changing your mind, or see you do the same, quickly leaning forwards and closing the distance between you both for the very first time.

“It’s funny, as a best friend, you’ve always had a face that I’d like to punch for being annoying, and now here I am wanting to kiss you,” you joked.

“I’m trying to create a romantic mood, stop ruining it.”

“Sorry,” you laughed, “I’m just not used to any of this.”

Before you could speak again, Taeyang made his move and pressed a kiss to your lips, cupping the side of your face with his hand. It was a kiss that could only be described as perfection for you both until Taeyang pulled back away.

“I’m glad I did that,” he whispered as soon as his lips left yours, keeping the close distance between the two of you.

Your head nodded in agreement with him, taking a moment to compose yourself as you felt your heart flutter, seeing a new side of Taeyang in his eyes that you had never seen before.

“I’m glad you did that too,” you replied to Taeyang after taking a couple of moments to yourself, “if anything I’m annoyed that we didn’t do it sooner, even though that would have meant actually listening to the boys.”

“I’m dreading seeing their faces when we tell them,” Taeyang chuckled back to you, leaning a little further back to be able to see the smile on your face, “they’ll be the first ones to tell us how much time we’ve wasted.”

“Or we’ve just got plenty of time to make up for.”

“I like your thinking,” Taeyang cheered, reminding himself yet again why he shared such an incredibly close bond with you, “I can think of several things for the two of us to do to make up for all of that time too.”

The corners of your mouth turned up even further, feeling your heart race around Taeyang as if it was your very first time seeing him.

“Do you think you’d be happier staying the night now?”

“I think so,” you smiled in reply, taking a look around the room, “you’re not still going to make me sleep on the sofa, are you? I think we’re a little bit past the stage of having sleepovers between us, don’t you?”

“You’re definitely not on the sofa tonight.”

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