#yunhyeong scenarios

[noona-clock]

The Flight Attendant - Part 6, Final Chapter

Genre: Flight Attendant!AU

Pairing: Yunhyeong x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,580

"What should I get?" you inquired, lowering your voice as much as humanly possible so only Yunhyeong could hear you. Even though you were a tourist and this was your first time here, you didn't exactly want it to be obvious. The restaurant was tiny enough that eavesdropping was inevitable, but you could at least try to keep your conversation contained to your charming table for two.

"I had the Quiche Lorraine last time, and it was fantastic," Yunhyeong replied, his eyes still surveying the menu. "But this is absolutely one of those places where there are no wrong choices."

You nodded silently, biting the inside of your cheek as your gaze flitted back and forth between the menu and your dinner date -- partner. Sorry. Dinner partner sitting across from you.

"And," Yunhyeong continued, his grin peeking through in his voice when he spoke. "We can actually order alcohol this time."

You knit your brows in confusion, letting your eyes settle on him for more than a half-second. "What do you mean?"

Yunhyeong's smile grew just a fraction wider before he gently set down his menu, crossed his arms over the marble top of the table, and leaned toward you. (To put into perspective just how small the table was, by the way -- his cologne was now invading your sense because he was so close to you.)

"Remember your first day on the job?" he began, murmuring like he was revealing some confidential information.

You nodded, resisting the urge to copy his movements and lean in yourself.

"We were on the flight together, you had your nose pressed to the taxi window all the way into the city, we had a meal together -- just like today. But a year ago, we couldn't order any Sake because you had another flight later that day. Today, we can," he told you earnestly, though he ended his sentence with a blink-and-you-missed-it wink.

"How do you remember all that?" you whispered, frankly a bit flabbergasted that his memory was so good.

Yunhyeong simply shrugged before lifting his hand casually to wave over a server.

"Une bouteille de vin, s'il vous plait. Chateau Cos d'Estournel," he requested once the server arrived, the language flowing beautifully from his lips.

"Oui, Monsieur," the server muttered with a nod before turning on their heel and dashing elegantly toward the back of the restaurant.

You honestly weren't quite sure what to make of all this. First, Yunhyeong had arranged for you to fly to Paris as a friend-aversary gift. Second, he had told you that you look fantastic. Third, he had remembered virtually every detail of the first day the two of you had met. Fourth, he had just ordered a bottle of wine in nearly perfect French. In an incredibly romantic restaurant. In Paris.

"What kind of wine did you order?" you asked after clearing away the anxiety stuck in your throat.

Yunhyeong shot you a smirk, one so pleased and adorable that the anxiety you'd just cleared away came back with a vengeance. "Only the best," he replied.

Correction: he had just ordered a bottle of the best wine in nearly perfect French. In an incredibly romantic restaurant. In Paris.

The server returned, bottle and glasses in hand, only a couple of minutes later, deftly setting the wine glasses down in front of each of you and pouring the dark red liquid expertly.

"Merci," Yunhyeong murmured as the server left the bottle on the bottle on the table. "Encore quelques minutes avant de commander, s'il vous plait."

Again, the server nodded, turned on their heel, and dashed away.

Before you got the chance to ask what he'd said, Yunhyeong reached for his glass, lifting it gently by the stem and locking eyes with you. "To a full year of working together and, more importantly, being friends. And to, hopefully, many more to come. Many, many more," he toasted with that sparkle in his eye you knew so well.

"Many more," you managed to say, clinking your glass with his before surreptitiously taking a rather large gulp. After setting your glass down carefully, you pushed your chair back from the table. "I will -- oh, god, that wine is delicious. I just need to powder my nose, I'll be right back. If the server returns while I'm gone, I would like the boeuf bourguignon."

"Mm, yes, of course, go ahead," Yunhyeong replied quickly, his eyes on you as you swerved around the table to get to the restroom.

The second you ducked into the minuscule cubicle labeled Toilettes, you closed and locked the door behind you and slid your phone out of your pocket.

You had no time to think about time zones, and the person you were calling kept a very irregular schedule anyway; he could be awake at any hour of the day.

After three and a half rings, your heart racing the whole time, the line clicked, and you heard a somewhat sleepy "Yo," in your ear.

"Jae," you whispered. "I need to talk to you."

"...Where are you, and why are you whispering?"

"It doesn't matter. I mean, where I am does matter. I'm in Paris, and --"

"Dude, in Paris?! Since when?!"

"Since today, and that's part of it."

"Part of what?"

"Just let me explain!"

"Okay, okay, I'm listening."

You took a deep breath, hoping to calm your nerves so you could tell him everything without skipping any important detail. "You know my co-worker, Yunhyeong, right?"

"The dude you had a crush on for --"

"We're friends, okay," you interrupted. "But, yes. That one. Well, he surprised me by changing my schedule behind my back so we could fly to Paris and stay here for a few days. Because it's our friend-aversary -- he said that, not me. He literally used the word 'friend-aversary.' And he's taken me to this little restaurant by our hotel, and it's super romantic and charming, and he told me I look fantastic, and he mentioned something about him being incredibly less attractive than me, and he ordered their best bottle of wine, and he made this toast that was like 'to one year of friendship and many more to come. Many, many more.' And I just -- I don't know what to think."

Jae was quiet for quite a while, and you knew that meant he was thinking.

"I mean..." he began after almost half a minute. "I think you do know what to think, Y/N."

"...I do?"

"Mhm."

You knew what you wanted to think. You wanted to think that Yunhyeong was actually being more than friendly. You wanted to think he was flirting with you.

"But he's a naturally friendly kind of guy," you explained. "He's super charming and outgoing, and everyone likes him. That kind of guy."

"Have you ever witnessed him flirting with someone?" Jae asked patiently.

"...I don't think so."

"Has he ever talked to you about anyone that he's romantically interested in?"

"...No."

"And when I have been romantically interested in someone, have I talked to you about it?"

"...Yes. But that's different --"

"It's not different. I talk to you about that kind of stuff because I don't feel that way about you. No offense."

"None taken," you answered without missing a beat.

"But," Jae continued. "If I did feel that way about you, there's no way I would tell you about other people I'm interested in. Probably because I wouldn't be interested in other people, just you. This is purely hypothetical, by the way."

"Yeah, I know," you huffed, doing nothing to hide your annoyance. That's just the kind of relationship you had with Jae -- the two of you could be completely honest with each other. No holds barred, no hard feelings. "So... you're saying the reason he doesn't talk to me about that is because... he likes me?"

"I mean, it's not a foolproof theory, but I would say it's highly likely."

You stood there, blinking for a few seconds without replying. And then, "...So, what do I do?"

"I dunno, man."

"What do you mean you don't know?!"

"What do you want to do?!"

"I don't know!"

"Do you like him?"

"I've spent the past several months pretending I don't, but yes. I do."

"Then just tell him. Or ask him. Bring it up."

"But what if --"

"'What ifs' will ruin your life, Y/N," Jae scolded. "You either need to tell him, or you need to let it go. And if you don't decide tonight, you're going to let it distract you from having an amazing time in Paris."

You almost wanted to curse him for knowing you so well.

"What does your gut tell you?" he asked.

It seemed cheesy, but in order to answer his question, you closed your eyes. You took a deep breath and let it out slowly. And you listened.

Yunhyeong was a friendly person, there was no doubt about that. He greeted everyone with a smile. He was helpful to everyone. He was, quite literally, the perfect Flight Attendant. But... there was something about that sparkle. The sparkle in his eye you knew so well -- remember that? You had always thought it was just his adorably mischievous side coming out, but... what if you were wrong.

What if that sparkle was just for you? And what if you knew it so well because he'd liked you this whole time?

The more you thought about it, the more you knew Jae was right.

You wouldn't come out and tell him that, of course, but he was right.

"My gut tells me that I need to tell him," you finally said, your voice soft but sure.

"Then go for it, my dude," Jae replied with an obvious smile.

His smile was contagious, and the corners of your lips curved up. "I will. Thank you."

"It's what I'm here for. And also poke bowl cravings. I'm here for that, too."

"Of course," you chuckled. "All right, I'm going to go back out there. Wish me luck."

"You don't need it," Jae assured you before he hung up.

After sliding your phone back into your pocket, you smoothed down the front of your trousers, tugged at the shoulders of your shirt, let out a quick exhale... and opened the door.

"I'm so sorry about that," you said, chuckling breathlessly as you took your seat at the table once again.

"No, not at all," Yunhyeong grinned. "I just ordered a couple of minutes ago, so you didn't miss anything. Except my expert French."

"I am only letting you order when we go to eat somewhere, by the way." You returned his smile, picking up your wine glass and taking a sip -- not a gulp this time.

"Well, who am I to say 'no' to you?"

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you took that as your queue to actually go through with what you'd talked about on the phone with Jae.

"Can I..." you began, trying to maintain eye contact with him but finding yourself glancing at your wine glass. "Ask you something?"

Yunhyeong's brow furrowed gently, and he tilted his head the tiniest bit. "Of course."

"Is... this... a date?"

Four words had never been so nerve-wracking to say.

"Well, yes, of course, it is," he replied without hesitation. "It's our --"

"Friend-aversary," you finished for him. "But I mean... not a friend date. Like... a real date?"

Okay, those were the most nerve-wracking words you'd ever said.

Yunhyeong's expression immediately softened, but you couldn't tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. He no longer looked curious or confused, and you kind of felt like he should be?

Unless... he wasn't confused about the answer or curious why you'd asked.

"I..."

It seemed like an eternity before he continued on, though in reality, it was but a few moments.

"...Would like it to be. If you feel the same."

And Jae was right again.

You shifted in your seat, pressing your lips together to stop yourself from bursting into a grin. "I do, actually."

"Really?" Yunhyeong sighed. He reached one hand out, covering your fingers with his and gripping them.

When you nodded in response, Yunhyeong let out another sigh, hanging his head briefly before lifting it up to lock his gaze on you. "I've been wanting to go on a date with you for a long time," he admitted, though he certainly didn't sound shy about it.

"A long time?!" you laughed incredulously. "I've liked you for a long time!"

Yunhyeong quirked a brow at you. "...How long is long?"

"As long as possible. Since the first day. Remember how I kissed you on the cheek? I thought that was a pretty big giveaway that I was interested, but you didn't do anything about it, so I just thought we were going to be friends."

As soon as you'd said 'the first day,' Yunhyeong's jaw had dropped. And somehow, he even managed to make that look attractive.

"The first -- But I thought you were just thanking me!"

"...With a kiss on the cheek?" you chuckled.

"Well, yeah! Obviously! I didn't know it meant anything other than that!"

You lifted your other hand and placed it atop his, sandwiching his hand between your own. "For someone who always knows exactly how I'm feeling, how did you not pick up on that?" you asked, only slightly teasing.

Yunhyeong let out a huff and rolled his eyes at himself. "Let me tell you, I have never been able to pick up on cues like that. Not once in my life have I ever known when someone was flirting with me."

So, all this time... if you had just expressed your interest to his face...

Jae's words on the phone not ten minutes ago echoed in your head: What ifs will ruin your life, Y/N.

"Well," you said," picking up his hand and placing a soft, lingering kiss on his knuckles. "Just so you know, this is me flirting with you."

Yunhyeong threw his head back laughing, and you didn't care that all of the other patrons in the restaurant turned to look. You simply beamed over at him, stretching your legs out to tangle your ankles with his under the table.

Once the echo of his laughter faded away, he squeezed your hand and gazed at you with the most heart-wrenching smile. "I won't lie, I was wondering if you were going to figure it out."

"Figure what out?"

"Paris, the restaurant, the wine, the toast... I didn't think I was being subtle."

"No, you weren't," you chuckled. "Which is why I had to go to the toilettes and call Jae to ask his advice."

"That's what you were doing?!"

You nodded, your chuckle gently evolving into a laugh.

"Well," he said, his thumb skimming over the back of your hand. "Remind me to thank him when we get home."

You nodded once more, but his words -- as dumb as it sounds -- reminded you that you were, indeed, not at home. You were in Paris.

With Yunhyeong.

You were in the City of Love with someone you -- well, you didn't love him in that way right now, but you could certainly see yourself getting there one day.

Maybe even one day soon.

...This was going to be the best layover ever.

Author's Note: if you're reading this, thank you so much! I know it's been a long, long, long time since I've posted any new fics, so I'm so grateful for anyone who has stuck with me. I can't promise I'll be posting on a more regular basis, but I can promise that I will try! 💜

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[ikonislife]

Soulmate 3.

- OT7 x Reader

- It’s not all honey and sunshine in the world where soulmates are something of God given will. Will the boys be strong enough to get through the day with their better half or will the relationship will tarnish with the tick of the clock.

-Fluff, slight angst, soulmate au, soulmate!iKon

-Chapter 1: Chanwoo - The Boy with the Baseball Glove

-Chapter 2: Hanbin - The Boy in the Red Flannel

-Chapter 3: Yunhyeong - The Boy in the Chef Apron

-Chapter 4: Bobby - The Boy with the Golden Smile

“Have you ever consider that you might be my soulmate, Y/n?”

You should’ve been flipping table, throwing a fit, destroying your little apartment at the nonchalantness of his question... At the existent of that very question. Yet here you lay, eyes still glue on the white noises spewing from your TV, not even batting an eye at those words. Not to say that it never did... Just, when you had heard that same question falling from the cherry soft lips of your handsome prince of a best friend thousands of times over, somehow, even as magical as Song Yunhyeong is, it had lost its power. 

Face it, the topic of soulmate in this day and age, although no longer what it once was, still very much something that could strike the heart of the toughest guys and color rosy every girl’s cheeks.

“No, not really, never cross my mind.” 

For any onlooker, that respond was formed almost absentmindedly, a bit too heartless even. However, taken in the dynamic of your relationship with Yunhyeong, it’s anything but. You’d without a shadow of a doubt, unashamedly admit that countless time before you’ve considered it, soulmate, just the simple uttering of the word already sending shiver down your spine... Of course you’ve considered it. 

So then why the sarcastic answer?  That question itself nearly as loaded as the one he had asked, the kind of question that had been mulled over for so many moon it had began taking root, twisting and winding its grasp around your heart until it was unbearable to even look at him. Because it’s a question too hard to swallow, and so deep that the only respond you could utter without dredging up physical matters of the heart is sarcasm.

For one, you’ve lost count of just how many time Yunhyeong had brought up that very concern. Any sign, need not be one out of the ordinary, just any old sign of your mundane life could be the sign. Grabbing for the glass of water at the same time? Soulmate. Blurting out the same order at a new restaurant for your monthly food adventure? Soulmate. Even getting up to go to the damn restroom at the same time could be a sign for him. 

“No shit, Song Yunhyeong, you only mention it like every other second.”

“I know, but have you really consider it though? You as my soulmate?” His sweet voice rings out once more, fighting against the bubbling and clanking of pots in your tiny kitchen.

“I mean...” You pause letting the thought once again steeps your brain in its fairytale liked nature, pausing a bit too long for just how pragmatic and casual you had remained at the sensitive subject. “How much considering can I do when the symptom aren’t there.” You say as your heart clenches with every word your lips utter, why can’t he see that you’ve considered it, dreamt it, wished upon the star it. None of that matter if the cosmic is against you and him, against your heart intertwining in a dance of that searing pain of heartbeat syncing then the beautiful breathtaking moments to follow. The universe is as conniving as it is heartless having your heart’s desire reminding you times and times again of what you can’t have. 

You could almost see his heart drops and a frown beginning to form under that dulling smile of his as a soft defeated “you’re right” tumbles from those kissable lips. No matter how hard Yunhyeong tried to hide the disappointment threatening to vomit from the deep corners of his heart and soul with that brilliant smile of his, it’d always be obvious to you because well, you feel the same way. 

There’s no denying the physical attractiveness your best friend possesses that quite honestly stole your breath on so many occasions, down right had you staring now and then in the most random moments of life.  Not to mention, the chemistry between the two of you could fools stranger into believing you were meant for each other, left people closest to you both wondering how it could even be possible for your hearts not to belong to one another. 

It’s not as if you hated when he brings up this topic, quite opposite actually, you love it with every bits of your soul. The idea of having the boyfriend of all boyfriends being the person to have and to hold for the rest of your life, who in their right mind wouldn’t want that. You love Yunhyeong, no doubt about that, long fallen for the caring man and all of his quirkiness sometimes borderline cringy... Long before the fame and success. 

You’ve even considered just saying yes, to end both yours and his suffering with one simple word, falling into each other arms and get lost in the moment but you love him too much for that, to rob him of his one true love. What’s more, you love yourself too much to bear the thought of maybe a year, a month, or even a day into this fantasy relationship, his soulmate could be strolling down the street to put an end to all this nonsense. That’s not a pain you want to nor did you think to be able to survive. Alas, this is not a world where two people frivolously fall in love and ride off into the sunset without a care for anyone else but themselves. This is a world where everybody is bound by their destiny no matter how much one detest the outcome. If only the soulmate drug works on ordinary matter of the heart also. 

To have him in that moment, to lose yourself in him in that one second is enough for you to be happy for the rest of the days. You love the way he makes you feel as though you’re the most special person in the world, how his smile perks up the moment you step into the room even if he had been dying on the floor from being yelled at by Hanbin for not getting the choreograph right the 10th time that night. It’s comical, stupid even that you’re denying yourself happiness because of some stupid old tradition that meant to ensure the survival of the human race. Aren’t the Earth overpopulated anyways, can the divine stop playing with people’s hearts like sex toys. Life must have a great sense of humor because it had presented you the perfect human being yet all you will ever be allow to call him is best friend. 

A quick wipe of his hands on the white apron so snugly tied around his waist, accentuating his fitted figure a bit too well, Yunhyeong returns his attention to the bubbling pot on the stove, delectable scent permeate through your tiny apartment that was much too peasant-liked to fit his prince image. It was your weekly dinner and as always, Yunhyeong has a recipe or two up his sleeves that he’d like to experiment on you before serving it up to the boys. Although by now, there’s an inkling within your heart that the truth is far from that. Since when has the iKon boys really care what their chef make, they weren’t picky enough of eaters for Yunhyeong to be going through such great length. If anything, they’d love it even more if he experiment more with food at home. 

Sauntering into the boiling hot kitchen, you did your best to peek from the side of the tall man blocking nearly the whole width of your small stove, slaving away with two pots and a few mixing bowls all at once. 

“Yunhyeong, you know we can just do take out, right? You don’t need to work so hard every week cooking for me.”

“Shh, you eat take out too much. Eat some real food for once, plus, I need to practice making these dishes anyways.”

You smile but deep within a sadness lurking about of a future where these weekly “date” will ceased to exist the moment his soulmate comes into play. Cease to exist too will be the flirty banter and carefree playfulness in your words to each other, you will no longer be the only girl he could confide in and snuggle close till you both fall asleep from talking till morning comes. Of course all you want is for him to be happy but you couldn’t help the small part of yourself that want to keep Yunhyeong, to be able to be selfish when it comes to him. You won’t be able to love him any longer and you’re not quite sure how to deal with that, not quite yet. You know Yunhyeong won’t abandon you but the thought of never being anything more than his best friend, it hurts. 

Lost in a world without Yunhyeong, you carelessly pick up the boiling kettle steaming away and shouting by the stout oblivious to Yunhyeong screams of warning. The pain scorching your skin not nearly as intense as the pain still lingering in your heart from the hypothetical world and it wasn’t until far too late that you had let go, clanking of the kettle along with the splashing of scalding hot water sear deep into your arms. The pain slowly sinking in, body curling up to cope with the unbearable pain but the frightful scream stolen from your throat, in place of it, a muted gasping of air. Yunhyeong dives to catch you in his arms, your names tumbling from his lips like prayers, wishing it had been him at the receiving end of the caustic boiling liquid. 

Mind blank and pain unbearable, seemingly all the functioning braincell you’ve managed to control poured into one thing, tears. Tears overflowing like a broken dam blurring away the panic on his face. Your hands clutching desperately, body pressing tightly against his as if Yunhyeong is your last lifeline in the middle of a category 5 storm. 

The how and when seemingly escaped your mind as the next second your frantic mind had gotten a grasp on reality, you were already in a room with blinding lights, kind smiles of the nurse tending to your redden arms sooth just a bit of pain away. Yunhyeong not far behind, feet could barely stay still as he did his best to be out of the way of the nurse. Yet you know, the worry in his eyes, the way he’s balling up the seam of his shirt convey the weight upon his shoulders. No sooner than the nurse had given the poor boy the go head, he flies straight to your side, unsure if it should be a mountain worth of scolding for your carelessness or intense cries of hurt to be first to leave his mouth.

“Yunhyeong, I am literally fine. Cease your worrying!” you chuckle, doing your best to ease the tension off his trembling body but you know that was futile. 

“Y/n, be for real right now. Do you know I almost had a heart attack?? How could you be laughing right now?”  He gripes, hands already grab your bandaged one with the most delicateness as if it was made out of snowflakes. 

“I am serious. I am okay Yunhyeong.” You muttered, although uncertainties ravage your brain. The searing pain in your chest was as real as the first moment you had felt it as your world blurred just a few hours ago. Yet what else could you say but to assure your best friend that all was right in the world. You were convinced his head would explode if you even cough right this second. 

“Really? you’re certain?” He questioned you, a strange tone danced between the worries. He finally settled down on the chair beside your bed with an odd expression painted across his face, uneasiness rose in your chest.

“Yea... I think I’d know if I wasn’t okay, dork.” you quipped and settled down too into your bed. Eyes strained on the bright light above, a twinge of nausea rushed through your body. “Hey, you think we can get out of here anytime soon? I don’t feel comfortable here.” You nudged Yunhyeong with a slight smile, tearing him away from whatever dream that was occupied his thought.

“Right, yea, let me check with the front desk.” 

Yunhyeong scuttled off and for the first time in a long time, you were glad your best friend wasn’t by your side. A long sigh huffed from your lungs to mingled with the sterilized air of the bustling ER. What was this strange feeling heavy on your chest? In the short hours between a dinner anticipated ruined by your carelessness and now, something between you and Yunhyeong had changed. Something major yet so subtle, tangible yet whenever you reached your fingers forward it dissipated in an instant. What did you missed? Your thought cut short as Yunhyeong rushed back to your side, papers clutched in hand. 

“We’re all good to go!” 

Another blink and you were back in the passenger seat of Yunhyeong’s car, fast steading home. The silent that was once peaceful now stuffy, heavy. The lyrics vibrating through the dense air of the car, gibberish, nonsense as your eyes trained to the fast passing road. What compelled you to utter these next few words and break the uncomfortable silent, you did not know. However the can of worm your words opened up was one you were wholeheartedly unprepared for.

“Are we alright?” You muttered reluctantly.

Yunhyeong stayed silent. Lips pursed and you could see his knuckles ghosted white as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. You could almost hear the gears in his brain churning, carefully calculating whatever it is that was about to come out of his lips. 

“You really have never considered us...” Those familiar words breathed from his lips yet it wasn’t a question, it wasn’t a joke, or even a statement. The connotation weighed heavy. 

“Yunhyeong... You only bring it up every other hour, any sane person would considered.” You tried to lighten the boulders that was this conversation yet it only seemed to made the strange expression on his features soured further. “I think enough happened today, is it really the time to bring this up again?”

“Is it really that preposterous, the idea of us being more than this limbo we’ve both lied ourselves into?” Yunhyeong gritted his teeth and shattered your belief that he could never be anything other than sunshine and happiness.

“Limbo- Yunhyeong if you have something to say then just say it. I don’t think either of us benefit from this dance we’ve done thousand times before.” You exasperated, searing pain still dancing through your chest. 

“Is it so impossible, me and you. You’ve never once gave me a straight answer. You keep me around as if I’m an option yet the moment i bring up anything remotely close to suggesting we could be more, you laughed it off as if i’m just a big joke.” The words he spoked, it registered yet it made no sense... a joke? how could he think you thought of him as a joke.

“Yunhyeong, how could you thin-” The words lost within the harsh gasp clawing its way out of your throat, harsh enough to earn concern from Yunhyeong. Fingers hastily pressing at the button to roll down the window, cold air hit your face as tears burned your cheeks. “You think it’s fun for me? To have ever other conversation we have circled the drain right into ‘ha ha what if we were more than just friends’...” Your words fighting, muffling against the wind rushing by. If you could, you’d jump right out the window and evaporate within the wind. 

“Well, you’ve never given me any other indication-”

“Song Yunhyeong, have you so wrapped up in your own mind and heart that you failed to consider what it would mean for me to really considered us?” Exasperated, there was no stopping your pain from rushing out now. “For me to let myself fall into this perfect world of being yours, of being on top of the world and in love with my best friend, and then to watch as you get a better... a real soulmate? We all knew this bullshit cosmic chosen one is inevitable and one day... One day I will have to watch you walk out of my life. There goes all our dinner date, the late night phone calls, there go my heart and soul along with whatever time you chose to give me.” Tear, snot, what have you... It didn’t matter anymore. It was not time to be polite, that was long gone. You’ve tried to protect his feelings and yours for far too long now and it bit you in the ass. Perhaps now you both could move on and whether or not this friendship will survive the pain, who knows... Before you knew it, the car had slowed to a stop. Head hung low, Yunhyeong was silent and emotions indecipherable. One thing you were sure of, he was crying, shoulders gently shrugging against the stale air of perhaps the end of you and him. 

“I’m sorry.” That was the first thing to break the sniffles coming endless from both you and him. For the first time since the car had halted to a stop that he had looked up at you, dejectedly. “I’m so sorry, Y/n... I know it was selfish of me...”

“It’s okay, Yunhyeong... There was never an easy way for this conversation to happen... No matter what, we’d be hurt.” At the worst moment of your life, your body gave out perhaps from stress, perhaps from the uncertainties of tomorrow. Hand grasping at your chest, a ragged breath barely escape your lips before his hand was on your back, caressing comfort into your chilled skin.

“I’m so sorry I lost my temper... I was just, frustrated. I don’t know how else to make you see the way I feel, symptoms or not... But especially after tonight, I just lost it.” That soft smile, the same one you’ve dream of once more bloomed on his lips. “You are literally hunching over in pain and you’re still denying it.” Confusion cold against all your features. It felt as if all the air had vacated your lungs, your brain, your blood. A sudden lightness taken over as you stared at the boy you’ve loved for so long incredulously. 

“What...” That was all you could mustered up. 

“Have you not questioned at all why you ended up in the ER? Gave me the worst fright of my life? I mean yea I nearly had a heart attack watching you grabbed the hot kettle bare hand but I know you’re strong. A little burn would have never taken you out like that! The moment I caught you in my arms, it was as if someone had used a stun gun on me. The pain was the worst i’ve felt but it was electrifying!” A cheerfulness levitated, pushing out the cold air that had staled over. 

“Wait... You’re saying...” The weight of the world suddenly dissipated and it was as if you could fly. A loud cry left your lips, startling the boy who wasn’t sure if he should laugh or join in with your cry. However that smile, the real smile that he hadn’t seen in a bit blossoming on your lips, it was all he needed to know. 

The next second he had draped himself across the middle console and pulled you right into his arms. Cries then laughters emanating from your intertwined bodies. His hand gently running through your hair, caressing away all the worries and all the dreads that had built up over the months, years of pining after him... And yours, gripping tightly on the man that will be yours. There were still much to say, much to hash out before you and him could be “us”. However in this moment, in this second where the realization that what you both had wanted but fear was out of reach was now possible, just silent was enough. You had him and he had you, that was enough. The conversation will be had but it was no longer one that was out of reach. It was one of a certain future, of being together. 

The Boy with the Golden Smile. (Coming Soon)

#ikon #ikonic #ikon scenarios #ikon scenario #ikon imagines #Yunhyeong #yunhyeong imagine

[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND iKon A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Song Yunhyeong

A ⇴ ATTENTION

Being your best friend is something that Yunhyeong is proud of, and with that he definitely takes on the role as your protector too. He doesn’t let anyone else pay more attention than he does, after all, he’s your best friend.

B ⇴ BICKER

When you want to try and wind each other up, bickering will definitely be how you go about it. You both know exactly what the right thing to say is in order to annoy the other person, and if one of you is in the right mood to bicker then you’ll definitely try and start something by being mean to one another.

C ⇴ COMFORT

His empathetic nature makes Yunhyeong almost perfect whenever you need comforting. It usually goes well for so long, but once he begins to pick up on the fact that you’re feeling better, he’ll try and make you laugh. Most of the time, his joke will fall flat and end up giving you a new reason to be annoyed.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

One of the things that the two of you are good at is communicating after any disagreements between the two of you take place. Most of the time you managed to talk things out before anything happened, but if it did, then you’d give yourselves a little bit of time to cool off before deciding to call so that you could both explain where you came from and understand where the other came from as well.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

You had to be professional when you first met Yunhyeong, but as he got to know you, he wanted you to stick around. He could tell that you were a little reserved around him when the two of you first met and so he worked hard to make sure that you knew Yunhyeong was someone you could be comfortable around. He made you smile and made you feel safe which was how things got easier between you two.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Yunhyeong’s family were incredibly close to you, almost like a family to you too. Yunhyeong put a lot of effort into introducing you to his family at the start of your friendship as he knew that you’d be sticking around for a long time. Over time, the bond that you had with his family got tighter and tighter as they looked after you and helped you out when you needed them, even if Yunhyeong wasn’t there.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Although sometimes you were a little bit hesitant, Yunhyeong will often somehow convince you to go on a bike ride with you. He loves exploring and cycling around to new places, as with your helmets on the two of you were pretty unrecognisable for any fans who might have been walking around.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of teasing the other members, Yunhyeong somehow found a way to get you involved in him teasing the boys quite a lot of the time. You tried to sit back and just let him tease them, but soon enough your name would be mentioned, and you’d be left with no choice but to play along too.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Usually, your inside jokes came from the moments when Yunhyeong embarrassed himself around you. You never let him forget when he ended up making a fool of himself, using your inside jokes to try and get your way, using them to blackmail Yunhyeong often under the threat of sharing those jokes with others.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

If anything, your other friends were jealous of you for being able to call Yunhyeong your best friend. He was warm and inviting towards everyone, qualities that many others wished they had in their best friends. Quite a few of your close friends mentioned how lucky you were to be able to call Yunhyeong your best friend as they all watched and admired how caring and considerate he was towards you.

K ⇴ KICKS

Yunhyeong got a kick out of pranking you, often trying to find a new way to make you jump. You had to keep on your toes with Yunhyeong as your best friend, as he was forever hiding behind doors to make you jump or setting up pranks to terrify you when you were walking around somewhere unassumingly.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how the two of you never got bored of being around one another. You didn’t necessarily have to be doing anything too thrilling and over the top, even just sitting at home and talking to one another still put a smile on your face. You both knew the things that you enjoyed doing when you were together so that you could avoid doing anything that risked making the two of you bored at any point.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were working as part of the crew during one of the group’s shows. You didn’t say too much to Yunhyeong as you were a little too shy to approach him, but actually the way that you avoided him was what pulled him towards you and made him want to introduce himself.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Plenty of cheese comes from Yunhyeong as he tries to be as funny as he can around you. He knows that it makes you smile deep down, even if he does catch your eyes rolling and hear sighs from you at the same time.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Yunhyeong was obsessed with hearing your laughter, even if sometimes you were laughing at him rather than laughing with him, just knowing that you were happy was more than enough for Yunhyeong.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that make him laugh with you are the most precious to Yunhyeong. He doesn’t care where you are or what it is that the two of you are doing, the moments that mean the most to Yunhyeong are just the ones when he’s enjoying himself and feeling as if he’s on top of the world with you.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

It doesn’t matter what it is that’s on his mind, Yunhyeong will ask you about it. You’re the one that his random thoughts get dumped on as he tries to understand things, or just talk about absolute nonsense too.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Quite often during the day when you know that you’re going to be hanging out with Yunhyeong, you’ll get a text mid-afternoon with the menu for the evening. Yunhyeong likes to be well prepared, but he also likes to make sure that he cooks your favourites, so he’ll get your opinions well in advance.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

Although he loves that you come to work events to support the whole group, Yunhyeong loves especially when you have a compliment for Yunhyeong especially. He’ll stand back and let you tell the whole group they did well, but his smile will be at its biggest when you tell just him how good he was on stage.

T ⇴ TRIPS

Whenever the two of you go on a trip, everything is on Yunhyeong’s shoulders. He prides himself on organising the perfect trip for the two of you and refuses to let you do anything no matter how many times you offer.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Having you right by his side was a huge comfort for Yunhyeong, knowing you were there was just the biggest relief for him.

V ⇴ VISITS

Quite often Yunhyeong would appear at your workplace or at your apartment with meals for you. If he had some leftovers from cooking, then he’d take them to you to make sure that you were looking after yourself.

W ⇴ WISDOM

With his advice, Yunhyeong always lets you know that he’s there for you and supporting you whatever you choose to do.

X ⇴ XXXX

Above all else, you love receiving hugs from Yunhyeong as they are incredibly comforting. He knows exactly how to hold onto you to make you feel as if you’re not along and try and put the smile onto your face.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his number one, no one else came close to toppling you off.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Most of the time you would stay at Yunhyeong’s if you wanted to spend the evening together. He loved inviting you over and using that as an excuse to cook for you and make sure that you were well fed.

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[seokwoosmole]

Ahhh so they had to lip-sync cuz of the technical issues. That makes a lot of sense. The sound issues really were all over the place😐

#they handled it so well tho #I love how they tried to carry on professionally but inside they were totally like ah shit not this #Yunhyeong laughing at the situation tho #I was so confused cuz I was like #why are they lip syncing #love scenario of all songs #makes sense #hope the rest of the concert doesn't have issues #I know Onew is still performing and idk who else but that would suck if they all have to lip-sync afterwards #I only saw part of itzys performance but I dont recall them having any probs so thats good #we all are one #ikon

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ikon

reactions

harry potter headcannons

s.o sends an inappropriate photo

imagines

jinhwan

look

air

yunhyeong

bobby

you’ve changed

i missed you too

b.i

bf! b.i

why did you leave so soon?

awkward

and you are?

june

dk

coffee shop confession

chan

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can u do ikon’s kinks pls? thank u:)

Thank you so much for requesting ikon!!!! I’ve been wanting to write about them for so long!🥲

iKON Kinks

Jinhwan

Undercover freak

Likes dirty talk (giving AND receiving) - he is mean and vulgar though, so get ready lol

Having his hair pulled

Sexting, phone sex (loves receiving nudes and - side note - is REALLY good at keeping your nudes private)

Neck kisses, hickeys, biting

Probably enjoys humiliating you (but not publicly bc he needs to keep up his respectable reputation)

Yunhyeong

Loves to be teased physically and verbally

Really likes lapdances and strip teases - basically really into dry humping

I wouldn’t say he’s a submissive but he likes when his partner is dominant and tells him what to do 🤷‍♀️

Likes thick thighs, especially in a short skirts (if he catches a glimpse of your butt or panties he will explode)

Bobby

Likes rough sex

Really into deepthroating and breathe play

Likes to push you to your limit - consensually ofc

Turned on if you have a “hidden” tattoo on your ribs or back or if you are generally seen as a “good girl” but have a secret wild side

Even though he’s a dom he gets turned on by other doms. Really likes the power play dynamic

Donghyuk

The biggest freak (but we all knew that, didn’t we)

The type to try out anything just to discover new kinks he might have

Likes role playing ( and is really good at it), sometimes takes the role play beyond the bedroom

Favorite scenario is teacher punishing student - he enjoys playing both roles

Likes shower sex

Enjoys having sex outdoors or in public (but he doesn’t do this with just anyone)

Junhoe

All the kinks? - boy is horny all the time

Also likes rough sex but is less confident than Bobby, so he hardly ever reaches the point of roughness he desires

Likes cleavage and tight clothing

Really attracted to confidence, although he prefers to be the dom, he loves when his partner takes charge and commands him in the bedroom

REALLY likes boobs

Chanwoo

Like petite partners (it’s a dom thing)

Choking his partner

Likes waking up with scratch marks (a sign of a job well done)

Basically turned on by the size difference between him and his partner, loves to assert his dominance

Also likes role playing, but he always plays the same role no matter what the scenario (the bratty one)

Hanbin

REALLY likes aegyo

Loves everything that is cute and will swoon for your baby voice (if you use a baby voice in the bedroom he will lose his mind)

Really likes crop tops, short shorts, and mini skirts

Is literally turned on by the idea of someone who dresses really sexy but is shy and demure

In a turn of events - prefers older women

His kinks are more thought-based (if that makes any sense lol)

Requests Open!

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[milkybonya]

midnight blue

order 008 for anon: large honey milk tea with mango jelly and fresh taro

Warning: some angst

Summary: idol!boyfriend!Yunhyeong takes you out at night after noticing you feel sad

[a/n]: i'm sad rn so what better thing to do than write this lovely request! also i hope the anon who requested is having an amazing day/night <3

this is such a nice playlist to listen to when you're reading this fic/generally when you're sad :") (its full of shinee songs!!)

Curled up on the sofa, wrapped in blankets and not noticing that the movie you were watching had ended, you didn't realize that your boyfriend, Yunhyeong had arrived home. He stood in front of the TV, hands filled with groceries that he was waving around to catch your attention while you were still spaced out.

"Babe! I'm home!!" he called out for the third time.

With a sigh, he dropped the groceries and then dropped himself on you, wrapping you in a hug. His coat smelled like the rain and the stubble of his chin tickled your forehead.

"Hm?" you groaned, finally realizing his presence.

"[y/n], what's wrong? Why are you so spaced out?" Yunhyeong asked you, pulling away so he could get a good look at you.

"I don't know... I just feel a little blue," you mumbled, pulling down your boyfriend's black mask, revealing his worried expression.

"Hmm... I'm sorry I haven't been home these days to take care of you, since we're preparing for a comeback, but... I'll make it up to you now, okay?!" Yunhyeong exclaimed.

"Yun... It's 12am!" you pointed out, laughing.

"So? Perfect time for a date!" he said, pulling your arm and forcing you up.

"My face is so puffy right now from being half asleep all day," you groaned.

"And I haven't shaved in a couple of days, but that's fine! Let's go!" Yunhyeong said, pressing a warm kiss to your forehead.

He held out his hand to you and tilted his head, asking you, without saying anything, if you'd join him on this adventure. And you took his hand, letting him guide you to the bedroom so you could get changed as Yunhyeong put the groceries that he bought away.

Once you were ready, he took hold of your hand and whisked you out of your apartment, wisely picking up an umbrella on the way. When you stepped outside, it began to lightly drizzle, and you were thankful for Yunhyeong and the umbrella he brought as he opened it and held it over you. He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close so both of you would fit under it, but still tilted the umbrella more towards you so you wouldn't get wet, even if it meant his shoulders would get a little soaked.

Luckily, in the dark of the night, no one was out on the streets and Yunhyeong could get away with only wearing a hood, still not being recognized.

"So where are you taking me, Yun?" you asked, your voice just audible over the sound of the rain.

"To the sea!" he exclaimed, excitedly.

"In this weather?" you asked.

"We're already outside... so let's just go all the way!"

Luckily, the Han river was near your house - you always called it the sea - and Yunhyeong was able to take you there.

It was fairly empty of people as you sat right by the water, except for the few people who were running and rushing to get home in the rain. Yunhyeong held your cold hand in his, warming yours up while gazing at you, lovingly.

"[y/n], now that we're here... you know what you have to do," he told you.

You gave him a questioning look.

"Shout all your worries into the sea! Here, I'll go first," Yunhyeong said, facing away from you for a second and turning to the water in front of him.

"I WISH THE IKON BOYS WOULD LISTEN TO ME A BIT MORE!" he shouted, laughing afterwards. You laughed along with him, slapping his shoulder.

"Yunhyeong, be quiet! Someone might hear you..."

"There's no one here, babe," he said, pressing a kiss to your damp cheek.

"Now, your turn!"

You shyly turned to the water before you, taking a deep breath before raising a quiet shout:

"Why is it so damn hard to live!" you yelled, tears forming in the corners of your eyes.

You leaned your head on Yunhyeong's shoulder and he caressed the top of your head with his hand that wasn't holding the umbrella.

"Living is hard, [y/n], but you're doing such a great job," Yunhyeong mumbled into your hair.

Watching the dark water drift by, the soft, yellow light of the city lights and the gentle hue of the sky while being pressed against Yunhyeong made you feel alive, and you let out a sigh of relief.

"Do you feel a bit better, babe?" Yunhyeong asked, and you nodded.

"I'm glad to hear it," Yunhyeong said, reaching up to stroke your cheek with his thumb.

"Do you feel cold? Yunhyeong asked, looking into your eyes.

You nodded, slowly.

"Just a bit," you said.

Yunhyeong flashed a playful, meaningful grin before standing up and touching your shoulder.

"Tag, you're it!" he said before running away.

"In this rain you're gonna make me chase you?" you yelled after him, still standing up to run behind him.

He laughed, looking up at the sky while running and slowing himself before almost falling in a puddle, giving you time to catch up and wrap your arms around him from the back in a tight bear hug. After kissing the top of your hand lightly, Yunhyeong let you run away so he could chase after you this time. When he caught you, he held your face with both hands and peppered it with a million kisses using those soft lips of his, stirring butterflies within you.

The two of you giggled a lot under the rain, running in circles after each other by the water until you were tired, but in a good way. It was the kind of exhaustion that you feel after you know you've had a good day - the kind of exhaustion that tells you you'll be sleeping well tonight.

"Are you ready to head back to bed?" Yunhyeong asked you, taking your hand and guiding you away from the water.

You nodded.

"But let's shower first! I'm drenched," you said.

"Does a warm bubble bath sound okay?" Yunhyeong excitedly suggested, swinging your hand in his.

"It sounds lovely," you replied.

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iKON - Highschool Stereotypes

Request: Hello! I know this is cliche, but which high school stereotypes do you think each ikon member fits the most?

Hanbin/B.I (Class President/Student Council)

has a certain way that makes everyone agrees with his decision

academically speaking, not as smart as the brainers, but creativity speaking he is SUPERIOR

that’s why people chose him

actually kinda socially awkward at times

but is such a perfect leader than even the popular kids likes him

Bobby/Jiwon (Jocks)

basketball player

also a player in general

keeps telling everyone that he isn’t tho

is actually a nice person considering he hangs out with a bunch of jerks

deep down he actually loves anime, watches drama, and plays video games, but his friends must never know! MUST. KEEP. LOOKING. COOL.

Chanwoo/Chan (Gamers/Nerds)

the kind of kid that’s really quiet but is the total opposite once you know him

is not ashamed of being himself (showing off his hobbies, passion, etc)

sometimes gets targeted by bullies, but he’s strong enough to defend himself

because he plays baseball in his spare time ;)

Bobby secretly asks for his anime or video game recommendations 

Jinhwan/Jay (Cool/Popular Kids)

popular with both boys and girls

because he’s just so pretty???

and also sexy???

casually gets involved into school dramas

sings on school events

Donghyuk/DK (Hipster/Artistic Kids)

edgy

could become one of the popular kids if he tried, but he doesn’t bother

is somewhat famous anonymously on social media

stands up to bullies

the classroom is sometimes his dancing room in the morning when no one has arrived yet

Yunhyeong/SONG (Teacher’s Pet)

President of Cooking club

occasionally brings lunch for his friends uwu

doesn’t actually likes how people view him as a teacher’s pet

in his view, he’s just trying his best 

and by his best meaning top scoring in almost every single subject

and God, he’s also good looking

just a top score overall

JUNE/Junhoe (Jocks)

unlike Bobby, he is not a jock by choice

he’s just good at sports (especially jiujitsu)

and maybe also because he wants to look ripped

has multiple trophies from winning against other school

actually kinda likes all the attention he got

is a poet at heart :)

it’s always fun doing au like these, keep em coming! <3

#ikon #ikon scenarios #ikonic #ikon imagines #ikon mtl #ikon reactions #bobby scenarios #junhoe scenarios #jinhwan scenarios #hanbin scenarios #chanwoo scenarios #donghyuk scenarios #yunhyeong scenarios #ikon au

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Chef’s Kiss

Pairing: Song Yunhyeong x reader

World: Chef’s Kitchen (read HERE)

Genre: roommates au / chef au / suggestive

Warnings: something’s burning and maybe it’s not the food (it’s both desire and the food lol)

A/N: This is a follow up to Chef’s Kitchen. I was disappointed I couldn’t call the first one Chef’s Kiss, as a punny name, because there was no kiss in it! So, I had to write this piece to get my title happiness, haha!

Thanks to @noona-clock​ for requesting the first story (linked above), and to @this-song-thats-only-for-you​ and @jackiejacks923​ for convincing me I needed to write this second part!

Word count: 1325

Food meant something different to you now.

Sure, you had always enjoyed anything delicious and disliked poorly made dishes, and that was still the same. However, you found yourself more disappointed with the meals you scraped together most nights than the ones where Yunhyeong cooked for you now. It made sense, he was a head chef at a popular restaurant in the city and you were without any qualifications. Of course, you could taste a whole lot more in his basic meals, as he referred to them as, compared to your more complicated recipes.

And that was why when he had his next day off that matched yours, you had begged him for cooking lessons.

“Will I ever get you out of a kitchen with me?” he asked with a heavy sigh, though the smile adorning his lips let you know he wasn’t completely put out.

He had made it clear that any time spent with you lately made him happy.

“As your roommate, shouldn’t you feel some sense of responsibility for me?” you questioned, tightening the strap of the apron Yunhyeong had insisted you wear for this. You gave him your best convincing look. “You’re full of information that could help me improve my cooking skills!”

“Are we just roommates?” he murmured and then cleared his throat and gave you a pointed look. “I’m a chef, I don’t like mistakes.”

“So I’ll try my best not to make any,” you answered, trying to simmer down the heat in your face from the first part of his response.

You weren’t sure what you and Yunhyeong had become over the last month. After the first meal you shared, you had since shared three others, all tastier than the last. You had also done other things together, often curling up on the couch and reading books or watching movies together. Grocery shopping now felt like a date for you and for once in your life, you actually were excited for Sunday mornings where you cleaned the house with Yunhyeong.

It definitely felt like you were more than roommates, however, neither of you had made that first move. And although you were desperate to make your dinners alone when Yunhyeong was at work taste better than they were now, you were hopeful that seeing him in his element might give you the surge of confidence to admit that you wanted to date officially.

Or that something would happen today.

“You might hate me after this,” he continued with the forewarning and then sighed. “Which I don’t want.”

“Well, what do you want?” you softly asked and for a moment, Yunhyeong merely stared back at you, soul-searching. Your heart rate increased, and you watched as he moistened his recently chap-sticked lips with his tongue.

“Bell peppers, two of them,” he finally stated and with a languid blink, you snapped out of the shared moment.

“Right, chef.”

Instructions followed regularly thereafter, and you focused on ensuring you did your best at each step along the way. Whilst Yunhyeong was showing you techniques on how to prepare the meal for the freshest flavour, he did make sure you were able to do everything for yourself as well.

And naturally, you were much slower and clumsier in skills. “No, Y/N if you do it like that, you’ll chop your finger instead of the carrot. Here, let me help you.”

Moving in behind you, Yunhyeong placed his hands around yours on the knife and guided the other safely along the carrot. You didn’t think cutting a carrot could feel, well, quite like this.

It was harder to keep your attention on what he was showing you and not on how good he smelt or how warm he felt against you. Blinking rapidly, you cleared your throat which made him stop moving altogether. “I uh, I think I can do it.”

“Right. Yep.”

Awkwardly, you got back to it and finished cutting up the carrot. With a new task, the tension eased off around you and soon you moved onto cooking the meal. Conversation flowed well enough during this time and you even shared a couple of moments of laughter. There was nothing that happened for you to hate Yunhyeong during this lesson. If anything, it had confirmed you liked him a great deal. You were trying to figure out the best moment to tell him this when he held out a spoon towards you.

“As the chef in charge of this meal, you need to try your sauce to make sure it tastes good enough,” he mentioned and you nodded, reaching out to hold onto the spoon over his hand. He watched you intently as you tried to savour the flavour and figure if anything was missing.

When you were done sampling it, you frowned. “It’s missing something but I can’t pinpoint it. Will you try some?”

Taking the spoon and placing some of the sauce on it, you held it out to Yunhyeong, though he didn’t make any movement to take it. Instead, he continued his gaze upon you, unrelenting with the way he soaked you in. You laughed feebly, wiggling the spoon just enough in hopes to garner his attention. “Yunhyeong?”

You vaguely heard the spoon clatter to the ground with how swift Yunhyeong took you in his arms, his mouth moving over yours before you had a chance to even blink. It didn’t take you long to react, however, eyes shutting as your hands wound up his chest to link behind his head, kissing him back with just as much fervour.

You had spent hours thinking about this first kiss and how it would go. Perhaps, you had been naïve to think something soft and sweet led in from a smile would be the most likely option. Much like his food, Yunhyeong had overwhelmed you, now pressing his body flush into yours, wedging you against the countertop. Somewhere, after sucking in a deep breath to continue the next kiss, you had found yourself hoisted up onto the countertop, Yunhyeong stepping in between your legs. And you were certain this moment would have continued, had you not smelt something burning.

Ripping away from the heated embrace, you blinked several times to gather your bearings. Yunhyeong’s eyes were blown with lust and it was evident by how dishevelled he appeared that he had no clue why you had ended the kiss short. You shook his shoulders and then pointed to the stovetop. “It’s burning!”

“What?” Turning his head, he jumped away from you, shutting off the heat and then groaned loudly. “Shit. That wasn’t meant to happen.”

“Which part, the kiss or…?”

Yunhyeong was annoyed by the cooking mishap, but his lips still managed to curl up. “The kiss was definitely meant to happen, though I should have waited until the food was done. We’ll have to start all over.”

“Or we could order in,” you offered, Yunhyeong merely frowning in response. “Less stress or time spent cooking and more time…”

“Kissing?”

“Well, they do say receiving a chef’s kiss is a good thing,” you tempted and once Yunhyeong was satisfied nothing else would interrupt you both, he stepped back in between your legs, hands loosely resting on your hips.

“Is that so?”

You hummed appreciatively and moved so your lips were nearly on his. “Next time, we’ll cook better.”

“I’ll just spoil you and meal prep your dinners before I go to work. It’s the least I can do for you.”

“Because you’re my roommate?” you asked cheekily and he let out a low curse, shaking his head.

“Unless you want me to take that literally and wind up in your bed tonight too, I think we should settle with officially dating.”

You grinned. “Can I get a chef’s kiss to seal the deal?”

With a laugh, Yunhyeong pecked your lips. “The problem isn’t going to be starting. It’s going to be knowing when to stop when it comes to you.”

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[ikonprobably]

1st Day of Christmas

Word Count: 330 (It’s a short story.) 

Theme: Christmas

Part 1 of 2

Member: Yunhyeong

The sirens wailed, lights flashing as the ambulance rushed away from you. A tear slipped down your cheek, this is not how you thought you would be spending Christmas. 

You looked down at your dog, a german shepherd, who caused this horrible accident, and a small laugh escaped your lips. Except, it was a nervous laugh. “Archie, when I said surprise Yunhyeong oppa, I didn’t mean to knock him out and send him to the hospital.” You kneeled down petting the dog behind the ears for a brief moment before turning to walk towards your car, with intentions to meet your boyfriend at the hospital. You dropped Archie off at your moms house, before finally seeing Yunhyeong’s face at the hospital. 

“Was sending me to the hospital your plan all along?” Yunhyeong chuckled lightly reaching his hand up to grab yours. 

“Are you kidding me, if I would have known that Archie would make you slip on the ice and bust your head on the ground I would have done it a long time ago.” You joked lightly leaning in to give him a small kiss on the lips. “So you’re okay?” 

“Yeah, they just gave me some stitches. They’re getting the discharge papers now and we can head out of here.”  Yunhyeong stated lightly. 

“Thank god, I was scared that you were going to lose your memory or something.” You said, and Yunhyeong shook his head chuckling lightly at your comment. 

“You always think the worse, don’t you?” He smiled lightly before looking up as the doctor came in with a few papers, having him sign some things before allowing him to leave the hospital telling him how to care for his wound and some medicine for the pain. 

“Now, are you going to actually give me my surprise for christmas, or what?” Yunhyeong asked as you got inside your car. 

“You’ll see when we get home.” You winked at him lightly, before driving off away from the hospital. 

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[restlessmaknae]

tears & raindrops mingle

In which you bump into the CEO of a nearby bar when you are just as heart-broken as him, and it doesn’t seem to go well at first.

♦ Pairing: bar CEO!Yunhyeong x jewellery shop CEO!reader/you

♦ Genre: fluff, light angst

♦ Words: 4.1k

♦ Warning: mentions of cheating (on other characters’ parts)

♦  Dedicated to: @flora-jimin​ for the Spring Fic Exchange based on the spring rain prompt! I really hope you enjoy my story as I’ve really enjoyed writing it! 💖

Song Yunhyeong had the most horrifying day ever. It wasn't enough that he got to know that the girl who had been his girlfriend for 3 years and to whom he had proposed a month ago was with him only for his money. He even eavesdropped that she was planning to hijack the success of his business using his weakness (aka her) against him. She knew that he would do as much for her as he could do within his power, but he would have never thought that she would want to ruin the image of his bar by a scandal. She said that she would gladly be found humping with another man in Yunhyeong's office, caught by a gossip magazine's journalist who was hungry for any juicy details in the CEO's life.

The young man couldn't believe his ears. Where did it go wrong? Was she a traitor from the beginning? How could he not see it? It's true that Yuri and him had almost the same opinion of everything and had almost the same preferences but was it all for just to seduce him? Was it all fun for her? While he knew from the beginning that Yuri was nowhere near as rich as him, it never bothered him. He didn't have a say in which family he was born into and she didn't have a say in it either. So why? Why did she do it? Was she really that heartless? Was Yunhyeong that terrible at reading people?

He was raging, feeling like a volcano that could erupt anytime soon, as he walked down the corridor from his office to the security guards and IT guys' office, bursting in without knocking on the door first. Everyone assumed that he was in a bad mood if he wasn't being dead polite.

"Do not let Kang Yuri into the bar ever again! Not today. Not tomorrow. Never!" He yelled frantically, and his fervent reaction was enough for the guys to shut their mouths and don’t ask about the reason behind his command. He shot another glance at them before he turned on his heels and shut the door behind him, listening to the echoes while he walked down the corridor.

He pushed the emergency exit door with all his power as he stepped into the chilly midnight air. The moment he stood outside, he was showered by rain, but he didn't mind. He didn't mind that his expensive suit was about to get totally drenched, he didn't mind that he would look like a fool who got caught in the sudden downpour that was so common in spring. He didn't mind. He was used, he was betrayed, he was being played. He couldn't care anymore. He wasn't going to go home anyway; he needed some time to himself to decide on the least problematic and most peaceful way to end whatever was going on between him and Yuri. Even if she didn't deserve it.

While he was just standing there in the rain, inwardly enjoying being hit by the merciless raindrops, you bumped into him and murmured a quiet apology. No matter how gentle he usually was, he couldn't take it today.

"I don't think I've heard what you said," he blurted out coldly, the air becoming even chillier around him. The equally soaked you was about to walk away, then suddenly turned around to face him. You were examining him, eyebrows furrowed in question, looking all businessy in your black women's suits, stylish high heels and designer bag. You wore an expensive necklace that stuck to you like second skin due to the raindrops claiming their place on your exposed neck.

Yunhyeong had no idea if you were always this stern, fierce flames dancing in your eyes, or it was the situation that made you uncharacteristically frustrated.

"I've said I'm sorry," you repeated again, lips in a firm line. "There must be something wrong with your hearing." You fixed the bag on your shoulder as you shot him a glare and was about to turn around again if Yunhyeong's words wouldn't have stopped you.

"Are you really trying to play this game?"

"I wasn't the one who started this," you stated matter-of-factly, the dancing flames in your eyes starting a more fervent routine than before. You seemed unfazed by the rain that was pouring onto you, not caring about the condition of you expensive dress. Funny how you seemed all tight and rich (and annoying), yet you let your designer bag get soaked in the rain. Not to mention your perfectly braided hair.

"You bumped into me," he pointed out as he took a step closer to you. He didn't seem to intimidate you though. Maybe it's because you were as tall as him with your high heels, or maybe you had just enough pride in you not to be swayed by a man like him.

"That was accidental. Haven't you heard about accidents?" You got back at him immediately and took a step closer to him, so that you would be even closer to him, your faces only an inch away. Yunhyeong could hear the erratic beating of your heart and wondered if he had played a role in its state.

"Oh yes, I did. I certainly did." He nodded nonchalantly, bitterness scratching his throat. "I've accidentally eavesdropped a conversation today that made me realize that my fiancée's with me only for my money. You can tell that I don't like accidents," he confessed straightforwardly, not caring if you knew who he was or if you would pass on the news. He didn't care. After all, his fiancée has wanted to do something similar to him.

"Today, I've accidentally walked in on my best friend having sex with my boyfriend of four years whom I've thought would marry me soon. And if that's not enough, they did it in our apartman, on my birthday, before I was supposed to go out for dinner with him. So you can tell that I don't like accidents either," you told him without a blink of an eye, without being ashamed of the past events. It's not like Yunhyeong thought that you should be ashamed. After all, it wasn't you who had cheated on your boyfriend.

On the other hand, the fact that you got to know about it today and you seemed so composed surprised him. A lot. On top of that, he was convinced that boyfriend of yours must have been either completely dumb or just another chaebol who didn't care how much money he lost by such a scandal. If it was ever going to surface.

"You look like you need a drink," Yunhyeong said quite emotionlessly, even though his grudge against you wasn't so powerful anymore. He began to understand you a bit more.

"Oh yes, I do." You nodded, half-laughing and half-snorting.

"I'll buy you a drink."

It was a mere offer on his part. If anything, it was a kind one. He knew you both had your own hardships to deal with, so he assumed that a drink or two may come in handy for you. On the other hand, you didn't take his side.

"I don't need your pity."

"If not for your douchebag boyfriend, then for your birthday. I'm the CEO of Full Moon, and I would need a drinking buddy anyway. You can join or you can go home drinking alone." He shrugged, his vision getting blurry because of the raindrops that got into his eyes. The rain didn't bother him though, it felt like as if it was going to wash away all the events from the day, all the bad that had happened. Even though he knew a mere spring downpour couldn't solve his problems, at least it wasn't sunny to make him feel even worse.

You weren’t bothered either. You were standing fierce and tall, clothes getting soaked and hair looking like a lost girl’s.

"I'm not going home," you blurted out after a few seconds of complete silence, except the sound of rain.

"Exactly." Yunhyeong bobbed his head agreeingly, and waited a bit before he headed back to his own bar. He wasn't surprised when you followed him, it wasn't that hard to imagine after seeing the flames in your eyes that became more powerful when you declared that you wouldn't want to go home. Considering that you had mentioned having a shared apartment with your boyfriend, he could understand why you didn't want to go home.

So you did. You followed him into his bar, taking a seat on the black leather seat beside him, elbows resting on the cold surface of the wooden counter. You enjoyed the slight jazz music that was playing from the speakers, the dim light that illuminated only what was needed to be illuminated and the rest was left in mysterious darkness, the chic yet somewhat fitting design of the whole place, black and burgundy being the dominant colours. There were only a few people at this hour, but considering that Yunhyeong had introduced himself as the CEO of the bar, you weren’t afraid that you would find yourself outside the place because of closing hours.

He ordered himself a drink and so did you. You seriously needed something strong, hoping that the euphoria that the alcohol would bring would be enough to erase the picture of your best friend getting down on your boyfriend, or at least to help to ease the pain. Anything but to face the consequences.

"So did it happen to you today, too? Getting to know about your fiancée's true intentions?" You couldn’t help but ask since the young man himself seemed so easily annoyed by a simple act of carelessness on your part. He must have gotten to know about it lately or he must not have been over it yet.

"Yes." He nodded, an aghast sigh escaping his lips. "I wish it didn’t happen today though. I should have known about it before. I wouldn’t have proposed to her then," he explained, eyes staring far ahead, breathing more erratic than it should have been. You looked at this heartbroken young man and wondered if he was really that blind to not see the signs or his fiancée was that good of an actress. After all, you couldn’t see things coming your way either. Maybe you were both too lost in your own feelings that you didn’t catch up to what was going on around you. Maybe you both just wanted to be loved and feel loved.

"It’s still better that you got to know about it now than if it happened later," you pointed out with a tilt of your head, thinking of the consequences of a later revelation. They hadn’t gotten married yet, so at least he didn’t need to worry about that part if he decided to leave his fiancée for good.

"Maybe." He nodded hearing your words, and you could definitely feel the sorrow in his words. It soaked through his voice, his shirt, his actions. He was a heartbroken man, his confessions dripping rawness and desperation. No matter how much he tried to hide it, you could see the real man behind the mask, you noticed his intense gazes and momental daydreams.

You soon fell into a comfortable silence that only the light music from the speakers interrupted. Your drink was ready in no time, and the barista put down both your order and the man’s order at the same time. You exchanged a glance with the CEO as you reached for the glass.

"Cheers!" He said, holding up his shot of vodka.

"Cheers!" You emulated his actions and consumed the soju in one-go. You immediately felt the warmth spreading through your body, the alcohol making its way through your system. It wasn’t a very familiar feeling as you didn’t drink a lot. In fact, you only drank if it was socially required at parties or other events that were more about your money than you personally. Sometimes you really hated your life. Sometimes you were thankful that you could start your own business because you were born into a rich family. Sometimes you imagined being just an ordinary woman, sometimes you enjoyed the glamour. It was nothing new though; the chaebol life had always been ambivalent.

"Oh, and happy birthday!" The CEO added after he gulped down his own drink and visibly flinched when the taste hit in. You bobbed your head as a sign of gratitude.

"Maybe it’s not my day but it can be my year," you added with a bittersweet smile as you looked at him, his lips also curling upwards. It wasn’t a friendly smile though, it was more like an empathetic, an understanding one. It was genuine and raw, it was all you could have asked for in such a situation.

"You’re right. You deserve better."

You had no idea what to say. You didn’t even know each other, you had met half an hour ago, and he was already talking about you as if he had known you all your life. It was weird, this kind of act right at the beginning of your conversation when you were so used to people sugarcoating their words or outright lying to you, keeping their distance from you when they got to know who you were. He either didn’t care or didn’t know how it was supposed to be.

"You don’t even know me," you remarked rather confusedly, hoping that he wouldn’t take your words the wrong way. He didn’t though.

"No one should be cheated on," he mused out loud, keeping the eye-contact for another minute or so before he turned back to order another round. Then, he casually loosened his necktie and stared far ahead.

You assumed that you two had more in common that you would have previously thought, and this night was enough to prove you right. More than enough.

The next morning you woke up at the exact same spot you talked to Yunhyeong the day before. You probably dozed off after your fourth bottle of soju because you had no recollection after that, hence the location seemed fitting. You didn't mean to stay the night, you didn't even mean to drink so much, but through the shared sorrow and compassion somehow you found talking to the CEO quite enjoyable. He was a breath of fresh air after meeting so many lifeless, two-faced rich people you had the chance to encounter. He was intelligent, not the obvious one, not even the fake one, yet the way he connected the dots and looked at the world was saying it all. He was kind and considerate too, not the pushy type though, he had just the right amount of curiosity. He was also a lot kinder throughout the night than compared to the way you met. Maybe it was because you went through kind of the same, or maybe he was usually this kind. You didn't know, you knew only a tad bit about him.

When you opened your eyes, you needed a minute to realize where you were and why you were there.

You stood up, but you immediately knew that it was a horrible idea when you needed to hold onto the bar counter, so that you wouldn't fall down.

"Easy there," a familiar male voice suggested gently, yet you could detect a bit of amusement behind his words. You could already feel him smiling even without properly looking at him.

"I'm perfectly fine," you tried to reason as you turned around to face a perfectly sober Yunhyeong with a neatly ironed shirt and clean cotton pants. So you were the only one who got knocked out last night. Good to know.

"Your reflexes wouldn't say the same." He giggled to himself before his features became solemn again. You eyed each other for a few seconds before he made his way around you and got behind the counter, filling a glass with water. "Here. You must be dehydrated," he added while a faint smile was dancing along the edges of his mellow lips. You knew that he was right as your throat was as dry as a desert, yet you needed a moment before you reached for the glass to gulp down its content in one go.

You put it down with a satisfied sigh, and looked back at Yunhyeong.

"Thank you." You bobbed your head as a sign of gratitude, hoping that he wouldn’t expect too much of you in such a state. You wouldn’t say that you had a headache or that you were that hungover. However, you definitely felt the heaviness in your body and you were definitely thirsty like never before. You should have eaten the night before, too, you reckoned as your stomach growled loudly.

"Seems like someone’s hungry," the CEO commented with a lopsided smile that you wished you could swipe off his face. You weren’t used to such cheekiness, especially not from someone who was your age (as you had discussed that you were the same liners). Yet, there was something childishly innocent about his playful behaviour you couldn’t quite pinpoint. He had this duality, and you weren’t sure when to take him seriously and when not to.

"It’s okay." You shook your head. "I’ll grab something on the way to work," you declared as you looked at your watch and realized that it was time you headed out for work. Even though you were the owner of your very own jewellery shop, even though you could have come by any minute and you could have skipped any day without notifying anyone, you weren’t one to abandon what you’ve been working for years, and you were definitely not one to call in sick just because you had a drunk night.

"Are you sure you don’t want to eat here?" Yunhyeong inquired with a quirk of an eyebrow, but you nodded anyway.

"Yes, I’m sure. You’ve already done enough."

"It was nothing, really." The CEO shrugged like it was really nothing when it was more than you could have asked for. Even though it wasn’t intentional, at least you had somewhere to sleep, at least you didn’t need to face neither your boyfriend, nor your best friend, and at least Yunhyeong kept you company. Come to think of it, it wasn’t that bad of a night despite the horrible events that led you to the bar.

"Thank you, Yunhyeong," you repeated with a grateful smile for which the young man just shook his head.

"No problem. You can come by anytime," he offered with a soft smile, and you felt odd under his stare. Maybe it was because you were still very much affected by what happened the day before, or maybe it was because you had lost all faith in males, and there was this gentle young man showing you that not all guys were as much of an asshole as your boyfriend was. Or ex-boyfriend. Whatever. There was still something left to discuss with him.

"I will," you promised equally casually, and headed out of the bar with a lighter heart and a newfound acquaintance in the same district you had your own shop.

As both your shop and Yunhyeong's bar was on the same shopping street (which was said to be the most chic in Seoul), you didn't hesitate a lot when you finished with work in time, and didn't feel like going straight home. Yunhyeong even paid for your drinks every time you were there even if you insisted that you earned enough, so you could pay for your own order. When it came to business, he was as serious as no one you had met before, yet when he was off-work, he wasn't so stern. He joked around a lot and whined like a child even though he was already in his mid-twenties. He seemed like such a brat sometimes. He was also very enthusiastic and curious, so when you showed him around your shop for the first time, he looked around like Alice in Wonderland. It was odd seeing him among all those fancy rings and necklaces you were selling, and it was even more weird because he was a male. You didn't like stereotypes but males were rare to find in your shop.

Truth to be told, you weren't used to having a companion almost every day. You tried to be on good terms with your employees, but none of them were close to you. Not to mention your family. You didn't hate them, but you didn't even fancy spending time with them when it wasn't necessary. You were thankful for what you had, yet you had such different mentalities that it was difficult not to pick a fight with them whenever you spent time together.

With Yunhyeong, you weren't lonely even if you had just broken up with your boyfriend and had also lost contact with your best friend after what had happened. You knew that it was over, but you decided to give a chance for both of them to explain themselves, and it didn’t go well, to say the least. You ended up drinking at Full Moon yet again, complaining to Yunhyeong about what those two had dared to bring up as their excuses.

You didn’t keep count of the weeks and months that passed by because you were always looking forward to each and every day to meet Yunhyeong, to get to know him a bit more. Despite your initial dislike towards him, he turned out to a very gentle, attentive and incredibly funny young man, and soon your days became filled with his contagious laughter and self-made meals because the CEO loved nothing more than cooking.

This is how you actually ended up in his house one day after he had insisted that he would want to teach you how to cook one of his favourite meals. It was about half a year after your first encounter and also your first time to visit his house.

It was all going well as Yunhyeong was a very patient chef, and he didn’t make you feel completely useless even though he did most of the actual work. You weren’t a kitchen fairy, but you’ve tried your best, and worked as diligently as you would do at your own shop. It wasn’t until a careless turn on your part and his closeness that the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. You had just turned around to look at him and ask what else you could do, but he was already behind you, so you practically bumped into him and almost lost balance but he caught you in time. He grabbed you by the waist, and even when he could see for himself that you were stable, he didn’t let you go. You didn’t care though. You were more focused on his face. To be precise, on his eyes.

You didn’t even dare to look away, you didn’t feel like you knew how to do so. You were mesmerized, stuck in the moment, in the fantasy world that the situation created. You had never been this close to Yunhyeong ever before, and the close proximity did odd things to the state of your heart. You found it difficult to breathe properly, and your lips were parted because you were about to say something, yet nothing seemed right.

Then it happened. All of a sudden, only for a moment, your lips touched his, and you were even more mesmerized than before. However, your rational part made you back away and apologize immediately.

"I’m sorry. I really didn’t…" You started immediately but he cut you off.

"It’s okay, it’s really okay." He shook his head, then a lopsided grin started stretching on his lips. "I was just about to ask if it’s okay if I kiss you," he added with a nervous giggle and sheepishly scratched his temple.

You were so shocked than you didn’t even know what to say for the next few seconds. Your heart was racing so wildly that you were afraid that you would have a heart attack soon. Luckily, Yunhyeong saved you.

"Then, it’s my turn next," he declared as he hovered over you and waited for you to push him away, to reject him. Needless to say, you did neither, and so he kissed you while you could feel him smiling to himself. You did the same as him, your insides melting.

What an interesting turn of events when it all started with an innocent little cooking session.

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[noona-clock]

The Flight Attendant - Part 4

Genre: Flight Attendant!AU

Pairing: Yunhyeong x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 1,968

One Year Later

If Yunhyeong hadn't brought it up during your text conversation this morning, you would have completely forgotten it had been a whole year since you'd started your job as a flight attendant.

But Yunhyeong, being the incredibly thoughtful and considerate person he was, had brought it up. He'd actually remembered the exact date of your first meeting and had told you it was a cause for celebration.

It had been several months since you'd felt that pang of romantic disappointment in your heart... but there it was again. It was hardly noticeable at this point -- thrumming ever so slightly and trying to hide in the deepest corner of your chest, but you were familiar enough with the feeling to recognize it instantly. And Yunhyeong remembering the day the two of you had met was, apparently, enough to trigger it.

To be fair, you couldn't remember the last time one of your friends brought up the fact it was your friend-iversary. And certainly, none of your male friends ever had. One of your closest male friends, Jae, barely ever remembered your birthday. So, the fact that Yunhyeong knew the exact day you had first met was actually a pretty big deal.

If you weren't absolutely, positively sure that Yunhyeong only had friendly feelings for you... his text this morning would make you think otherwise.

But, like I said, it had been several months since you'd wished that were true. You had basically given up on ever becoming more than friends and co-workers -- and that was fine!

Fine!

Totally and utterly, positively, completely fine.

That's what you told yourself, at least, as you typed out a text to him.

I can't believe it's been a whole year 😲

After pressing 'send' on your reply, you closed the lid of your just-barely-full suitcase and zipped it up expertly.

After all, it had been a whole year since you'd been flying all over the country. You were an expert by now! And your flight was leaving in just two hours -- something that would have absolutely terrified you a year ago. But now you could pack, get to the airport, and get onto the plane in an hour and a half, tops.

You were rather impressed with yourself if you were being honest.

When the taxi arrived in front of your apartment building, you quickly slipped into your uniform heels and grabbed the handle of your bag. You waited until you'd slid into the backseat of the car before sliding your phone out of your pocket, a smile coming to your lips when you saw another message from Yunhyeong.

I may have a present for you.

OMG you do not. It's not that big a deal, I don't need a present!

...Well, too late.

YUNHYEONG

...what is it?

You'll get it soon! See ya!!!

You pressed your lips together, keeping in a soft chuckle of amusement so the taxi driver wouldn't get distracted from the road.

You also tamped down a flutter in your heart and stomach so you wouldn't get distracted from... everything. Your upcoming flight, your friendship, acting like a fairly average person and not someone who was stupidly in love with their best work friend.

But then another text message interrupted you, and your insides snuck in about three flutters as you clicked on the notification.

Actually, tell me when you get to the airport. And don't go anywhere until you hear back from me.

Immediately, your forehead wrinkled with slight confusion.

...why

Yunhyeong wasn't really one for surprises -- at least not during the year that you'd known him. He frequently did things for you and even bought small souvenirs for you when he flew to fun places, but they were never a surprise. He always texted you Hey, I made dumpling stew, come over and have some or I saw this pen with your favorite animal character on it so I got it for you.

So, for him to be this covert about something just seemed kind of odd.

I wish I could tell you, but that would absolutely ruin the surprise. And it's a good one, I promise.

I mean... you really had no choice but to trust him. He had never -- not once -- given you any reason not to.

So, trust him you did.

Okay... I will... even though this is very nerve-racking and unlike you...

He simply replied back with three innocent angel emojis, and one corner of your lips quirked up in amusement as you slid your phone back in your bag.

As with any other kind of surprise, you tried to keep your mind off of it for the remainder of the taxi ride.

The soft music on the radio, the passing scenery of the city, the other cars whizzing by you. You attempted to focus on one or more of those things... but the idea of a surprise from Yunhyeong was too novel and, frankly, tempting to not think about it.

And the fact that you were on your way to work? That piqued your curiosity even more. How could this surprise not interfere with your schedule?!

And why would he need to know when you arrived at the airport? Why would he not want you to go anywhere until you heard back from him?

Once you were only about five minutes from the airport, you finally admitted to yourself that you had no earthly clue what this surprise could be. You finally gave up.

The next five minutes were the tensest minutes you could recall in your recent history, and when, at long last, you texted Yunhyeong that you were here, you let out a huge sigh of relief.

He replied less than a minute later, while you still had his conversation open.

Come to Gate B16 and don't you dare look up to see which flight it is.

...Okay, things weren't any clearer.

Why was he telling you to come to a different gate? You'd been assigned to flight 9787 to Chicago, gate A9.

He wanted you to just... not get on that plane? Get on another plane?

You shook your head slightly and clicked on the button to call him rather than reply to him in a text.

"Just do it!" he chuckled as soon as he picked up.

"What is going on?!" you whined, your eyebrows knit together in distress.

"Y/N," Yunhyeong said confidently. "Just trust me. Gate B16. Come straight here."

He hung up before you could point out that he had said 'Come straight here' and not 'Go straight there' which implied that he was currently at gate B16.

...Interesting.

Well, there was nothing much more you could do, was there? After sliding your phone into your bag and letting out a deep, relenting sigh, you took hold of your suitcase handle and headed to the tram for concourse B.

In reality, it took less than ten minutes for you to wait for the tram, board the tram, ride the tram to concourse B, exit the tram, and walk down to gate B16.

But it absolutely did not feel like less than ten minutes! It felt more like ten hours, and your stomach was in anxious knots the entire time.

You walked down the concourse as quickly as you could without actually jogging, your eyes glued to the gate signs as you passed by.

B11... B12... B13... B14...

Looking up ahead, past gate B15, you squinted slightly to try and make out what was listed underneath B16, on the flight information screen.

And when you were able to read it clearly enough... you stopped in your tracks.

Because it said --

"Y/N!" Yunhyeong cheered, suddenly appearing in front of you and taking your suitcase. He also took your elbow gently and led you closer to the gate. "Don't worry, I got your schedule changed and everything worked out. I really wanted to tell you to pack more, but that would've given it away. But there will be plenty of opportunities to shop where we're going!"

"Paris?!" you wheezed, eyes wide as you stumbled along toward the boarding area. If Yunhyeong didn't have a grip on your elbow, you weren't sure you'd be able to move.

Yunhyeong squeezed your elbow a bit, and when you blearily glanced at him, you saw his lips pursed in the most adorable of smug grins.

"I knew that's been on the top of your list for a whole year, so I wanted to make it happen for you," he said.

And, honestly, you had no idea how to respond to that. For maybe the first time in your entire life, you were actually -- quite literally -- speechless.

It wasn't until you'd walked with Yunhyeong through the waiting area, down the connecting ramp, and into the plane that words finally came to you.

"...I --"

Okay, well, one word. And it was barely even a word.

"Are you okay?" Yunhyeong chuckled, finally releasing your arm so he could stow your suitcase up in the very last overhead compartment.

A deep exhale poured through your lips before you replied, "Yes, I just -- I don't know what to -- How? And -- and -- and why? Paris? How?"

"It was fairly easy, actually," he assured you as he hefted your bag up over his head. "I spoke with Liah about it two months ago and she went along with my Top Secret Plan."

So... your supervisor had known about this for two months?! And had put the Chicago flight on your schedule fully aware that you would actually be going to Paris?!

Now you really had to hear his answer for your second question.

"But why?" you asked, the fact that you were utterly dumbfounded still very apparent in your voice.

Yunhyeong closed the overhead compartment and stood up straight, reaching out to put his hands on your shoulders.

Of course, your stomach flipped over, and when he smiled at you it flipped over two more times.

"Because you're my friend!" he told you with a soft laugh, a laugh that clearly stated this was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yes, but -- but -- Paris! I thought you would make my favorite noodles and pack them in a lunch for me!" And, really, the only reason you thought that was because he'd done it before!

But this was on a whole other level!

Yunhyeong just laughed again, shaking his head slightly as he squeezed your shoulders. "Y/N, you are a flight attendant. You will go to Paris again, more than once."

"Well, yeah, when you put it like that it doesn't sound like a big deal," you sputtered.

"No, no, no, no," he tutted. "It is a big deal, but only because you've wanted to go and now you finally are. And I will take you everywhere, to all of the good places, I promise."

If you continued to be all flabbergasted about this, you would probably just feel silly. Plus, you were fairly certain passengers would start boarding within the next half hour, so you had to get started on your pre-flight duties.

So, you simply let out another sigh, briefly reached up to cover Yunhyeong's hands with yours, and said, "All right, let's do this. Thank you. I can't even begin to express how grateful I am, this is the best present ever."

Yunhyeong's lips spread into a full-on grin, and somehow, you had forgotten just how cute he is when he smiles.

Then, he let go of your shoulders, turned around, and headed back to help unload all of the meals for the flight. When you turned around, you saw three more flight attendants enter the aircraft, so...

It was time to go to Paris, I guess!

Part 5

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[fuckedurbias]

don't mind me, a fellow hoe just requesting ikon bois' kinks because what is a life haha also I LOVE YOUR BLOG!! 💖💓💕

UWU THANK U BBY!!! n it’s okay we’re all hoes for ikon whether it b soft hoes or not soft hehe

jinhwan - HE’D BE SO INTO DIRTY TALK?! IDK WHY I THINK THIS I JUST DO!! like when he can’t be with you because of touring or whatever he begs you to talk dirty to him over the phone and he gets off so bad to that. (literally masturbating to the sound of your voice saying such sinful things to him A AA A A A A) however when you two are together irl it is HIM that whispers dirty things to you even if you’re not getting frisky at that moment. you get so flustered and that only makes him do it even more until you can’t take it and just fuck him in whatever private area you two can get into. 

yunhyeong - hmm i feel like this boy is kinda vanilla. his ideal type is a girl older than him though so i could see him w a mummy kink hehe or maybe i just want him to have one :( but yeah idk i just see yunnie as someone who isn’t rlly into anything in particular, but he would be up for trying almost anything as long as his partner n him both were okay w it so !!!

jiwon - i think he would be into spanking, like just playing with your ass in general whenever you’re doing stuff with him. he isn’t always able to bend you over his knee and spank you so sometimes he just spanks you while you’re on your back during sex or whatever position you’re in at the time hehe, even when making out. i also think he’d love marking you in every way, whether it be from spanking you, biting you, giving you hickeys etc. also choking!!! he’D REALLY LOVE CHOKING YOU (ofc only if u asked him too tho)

hanbin - this soft baby!! would be SO into!! praise!! body worship!! bc he’s SO IN LOVE WITH YOU HE WOULD JUST PRAISE YOU ALL THE TIME TELL YOU HOW GOOD YOU ARE/HOW GOOD YOU’RE BEING!! he’d encourage you and call you every sweet nickname under the sun n if you praised god he’d get so riled up and become a whiny mess. he’d kiss you everywhere because ‘every inch of you is beautiful’ and he’d take his sweet time in pleasuring you and giving you multiple orgasms because it’s ‘what you deserve’ and he’d be s o g o o d at it and jesus i’m a mess i need to stop.

donghyuk - i am convinced this man is really r e a l l y into overstimulation. like just the way his hips move ooft, i can really see him being into just driving you crazy with them. like he’d love to deny you of your orgasm to tease you for a bit and then just give it to you all at once, multiple times. 

junhoe - not a kink but oh my gOD he’d L O V E getting his dick sucked!!! yes!!! he’d never shut up the whole time you go down on him!!! he’d b so vocal and would thrust into your face and he’d just be in complete euphoria. he’d also love eating you out as well, and he’d be so amazing at it. you honestly prefer oral over actual sex because june is just so so amazing with his mouth. he’d also really enjoy hair pulling, if you pulled his hair when kissing it would get heated real quick. 

chanwoo - i think he would definitely be such a tease. the other boys say chan is really cheeky so i can see him getting off on teasing you in public and making you wait until you’re home to go through with his actions. he’d also love making you beg after this and make you tell him how badly you want it. however if you teased him and even hinted that you’re in the mood, oh no he would not have that he would take you into the nearest public bathroom or whatever private area there was maybe not even private and would have at it with you.

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[ikonislife]

Complicated.

-Yunhyeong x female reader

-friends to lovers? mentioned of sex, slightly nsfw

“You know, I’ve never really understood your no one-night-stand policy.” The spoon full of soup you had just inhaled through the wrong pipe spoke to the incredulous, not to mention shocking nature of the question that had just left your best friend’s lips. 

“What’s so hard to understand about it?” Nearly coughing your lungs out, you finally found enough strength to gasp out a few words, no thanks to Yunhyeong’s aggressive patting on your back. 

“Well, what if you’re like unbearably frustrated, then what?” The wide doe eyes, the seemingly innocent tone of his words made you questioned his very existent. How could someone, who had just asked for the reason why you weren’t opening up your legs at every opportunity, be so innocent that the thought of masturbation evaded his mind. Unless, he was chasing a very specific answer... That thought popped up in your mind for the single split second and so did hope. But this was Yunhyeong you were dealing with, he probably meant nothing by his words. 

“Well how did you get rid of all your boners when you were a mere socially awkward teenage boy, and not this “charming prince” I’ve heard so much about.” Disgust slowly engulfing your face, earning you few more harsh pat, though you suspected these weren’t to help the small coughs still falling from your bruised lungs. “Well, beside having those nasty wet dreams about me, of course.”

“I did not have nasty wet dreams about you, get off your high horse.” The high pitch scoff falling from his lips and those wary glances, the exact opposite of the words being spoken. And that strange chuckle, the way he was trying to move past the fact that he had unashamedly stared at you that one summer when when the heaven decided to blessed you with clear skin and slightly more curves than the plank of a body your 14 years old self had... All of it raised even more questions in your heart than his strange question.  Though you said nothing, playing along just to see where this conversation would lead your friendship to. 

“Not according to Jinhwan that one summer at camp!” 

“I hate that dipshit...Bet you didn’t even have to force it out of him” Yunhyeong muttered darkly, seemingly cursing his best friend to the depth of hell in his mind. 

“You know it! That boy is weak for me, don’t know why you’re still telling him secrets.” Your sudden reminder of just how big of a crush Jinhwan had on you in high school and college somehow stealing all the colors off of Yunhyeong’s skin. A nervous chuckle ripped from his lips as his gaze began dancing about the room. You caught on, far sooner than the cough he heaved to rid himself of whatever that was that had possessed him during those few seconds. Again, you won’t utter a word until you were completely sure what he was playing at. 

“Well, you still didn’t answer my question.” 

“Why are you all TMI with me all of the sudden. Why are you all of the sudden curious about my kitty?” You’ve learn your lesson, his shenanigans won’t be having you snorting soup twice in the same hour. Pushing your bowl away, let you tempted to sip another spoon, you turned the question back on him, wholeheartedly curious just of what he was fishing for. But it was slowly becoming clear that perhaps your dear best friend might have a problem he somehow concluded only you can fix. 

“When are we not TMI... And please, don’t refer to it as kitty again. I call my pet cat that and I don’t wanna be thinking of your...”

“My... litty kitty? vagina? pussy?” You jest, taking a moment to finish your food before the stammering man could say anything else to put you off of your meal.

“Are you on crack?!” It was his turn to spray your entire dining table with the monstrosity he called a bite. The look on his face, you wouldn’t say he was mortified nor disgusted but rather regrets of heading down a path in which he himself know not the destination. So he definitely had no idea himself where or if you would’ve entertained this conversation, good to know. 

“No, you asked about my coital business, putting the p in my v, I’m just giving the audience what they want!” 

“No, I changed my mind, let’s go back to kitty.” Dutifully cleaning after himself, Yunhyeong mused as he wiped up your dining table. 

“Oh, come on. If you want to talk about my vagina and its business, at least have a the ball to call it what it is! It’s not that easily offended, you know.” Sighing, you loan a hand in cleaning up only for the man to swat it away, citing he could clean a few dishes himself. Honestly, if he wasn’t so dense to your feelings, you might just marry him one day. When was the last time you met someone like Yunhyeong, you weren’t too sure. One thing you were sure of was that none of your useless exes were even a corner of the man Song Yunhyeong was. He’s charming and it was honestly quite endearing the way he hadn’t realized himself just how much damage he could do to a girl’s heart. Wasn’t till you had let on just how big of a crush your cheerleader best friend had on him that he finally began to explore this new side of himself. The man is handsome, there was no arguing there but he was so much more than that. Beautiful soul, and wonderful personality to match the attractiveness of his smile, and alluring voice. He was always just your best friend, nothing more, nothing less. You hadn’t really seen him as anything else but as time changed, heart grown, and people matured, there was always something more in the hugs he had given you despite them being the same as the one you hated with all your guts at 6 years old. Then came college and their little duo of Yunhyeong and Jinhwan suddenly expanded into 7 crackheads going through life together, wrecking hearts and intimate parts, building quite a reputation for themselves. The parties came and gone, same too were the girls and the restless late nights, all that remained in his life was their unbreakable friendships... And you. You’ve always looked at him the same way you had but now that your heart was capable of feeling love and pussy capable of telling a dickhead from a true man... One second he was just Yoyo and the next, you were so far gone, you hadn’t even a single course of action for this feeling festering. So you did what you do best, let it simmered and stewed in your heart, not a single word to the man you still called best friend despite wanting so much more. 

“Fine, call your vagina whatever you want... just not kitty... Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I just, whenever you say it, I just imagine you have a vicious lioness in between your legs that’s gonna bite my dick off if I’m mean to you or something.” He muttered darkly and for whatever reason, you were given the impression that Song Yunhyeong actually believed you have a real lion in between your legs, sharp teeth, pointy claws and all. 

“Excuse me, but my pussy is a proud lioness and I will viciously attack you in her honor if you dare offend her.” You weren’t joking and he knew full well, wincing as he shut off the water, muttering something under his breath that sounding awful lot like “girls are so scary”, before joining you on the couch. “Plus, what kind of porn you boys be watching these days anyways. now I’m just imagining a porn actress with a CGI lion instead of a vagina.”

“Can’t speak for the other boys but, I definitely have not and will not want to see anything like that. Nightmares.” You couldn’t help but cowered when Yunhyeong let his arm wrapping around your shoulders. Though you knew he was just pushing and tugging at you to make himself a comfortable spot to lay down, it seemed all the more damning to your soul with the conversation at hand. “Anyways, you haven’t answer my question.”

“What else do you want to know? I just use my hands, toys, and whatever else that get the job done!”

“Toys, huh? So, just not a real dick?” He deadpanned and honestly, how was this man was the same person once refused with all his life to swim in the same pool as you, simply because you had graduated from frumpy one piece to wearing bikini. 

“Are you offering?” 

“Maybe if you start being nice to me!” A wink teasing a blush onto your cheeks, you worked quick to shove him off before he could catch on to your erratic heart. 

“Never mind, being nice to you is no fun.” You slapped his chest but feeling the steady beats of his heart under your palm only fueled further the storm in your heart.

“But for real though, what’s the harm in sleeping with people just for pleasure?”

“There’s nothing wrong nor harmful about it. I applaud women who literally live for themselves and couldn’t care less about what people say and get what they want in life. But I just, I know myself and I know I catch feelings. I just don’t think it’s fair for anyone to be subjected to my delusional heart when all they looked for was sex. It’d be great if I could just for that moment, push aside all emotions and feelings and give into those primal urges, but I’m too scare that I can’t. Plus, there’s something about sex when you’re in love that I, I don’t know, addicted to.” You hoped with all your heart he’d just give up, of not putting you through the long winded road that had lead you to be this hopeless romance. 

“What do you mean?”

“You wouldn’t understand even if I explain it for the millionth time. You just have to experience it... You have experienced it, right?” The way his eyes grown three times its size, the innocent curiosity teetering at his lips with all the questions his heart could ever dream of asking... It made you wonder if Yunhyeong had ever experienced true love. 

“I- I don’t know.” He stammered and your heart shattered. 

“But, you’ve had girlfriends and... What about your first time?” You curled up in your seat, leaning forward with all the anticipation, and a curiosity that mirrored his, perhaps even more. 

“Just because I’ve had girlfriends, it doesn’t mean I’ve experienced love or this complicated emotion you’re describing. And my first time? It was a drunken one night stand in the frat house.” As nonchalant as ever with his sexual conquest, honestly you weren’t so surprise that his was neither planned, nor painfully awkward as yours was. It was admirable the way he went about things, getting what he wanted without really ever letting frilly matters of the heart getting in the way. 

“Oh. I see.” 

“I mean, don’t pity me or anything. I had fun and I guess that just mean I’ll get to experience something super special in the future.”  He noted the way the corners of your lips dipping slightly into the tiniest frown and suddenly his heart too, ached. “I guess you could say I’m still waiting for someone special.”

“I not, I swear! I don’t mean to be condescending about it. I’m sorry if it came off that way. I just, thought that you’d have experienced it with at least one of your girlfriends.” Silent gently blanketing over your small living room. You let your eyes glued to the nonsense blasting on the TV screen and he too, though much less focus. 

“Uhm, I can’t promise to understand but can you still explain it anyways...” A sheepish grin on his lips, Yunhyeong got his fingers scratching the daylight out of his poor scalp, eyes flickering between yours and his tapping foot. Suddenly the suave lady-man disappeared, leaving behind the sweet boy that had tormented you with his care through your entire high school career. 

“Well, when you’re in love with someone, you’ll always see them as the best thing in this world even when the days had been rough and life hadn’t been kind. They’ll always see the best version of you even if you were going through the worst day of your life. So, needless to say, the same principle applied to sex.”

Your explanation got Yunhyeong at the edge of his seat, blindly reaching for the remote to turn down the TV as he got his eyes glued on you. The way he was staring, it made you wondered if he was mentally jotting all these down as if you were giving a crash course on love. 

“Even with something as silly as body hair, if someone truly love you, they wouldn’t let something as trivial as a little hair getting in the way of enjoyment. Or if out of stress, out of exhaustion, you happened to under-perform, they wouldn’t care because there were and will be countless times when everything is great. Things you’d think as embarrassing, things that you would think twice about telling just anyone, that person would just see it as curiosity, as exploration. My point is, without having to worry about superficials, you’ll enjoy sex for what it is, fully and truly, transcending just a physical act but emotionally and spiritually.”

“I see...” You could hear the cogs in his brain churning, teeth chewing his soft lips raw. 

“With sex, you can’t just phone up someone and ask them-” The realization of just whom you were talking about hitting you squarely in the chest like a freight train against a tiny, unsuspecting bunny.  “Well, actually no, you probably could just phone up some girl and she’d be more than happy to oblige.” 

“I’m not that popular, you know.” He drawn out a heavy breath with a small jab to your side, earning himself a sharp gasp of a laugh from your lungs.

“Okay, but still, I’m sure if no one else would, Jinhwan would suck your dick.” Your little jab earned yet another sharp glare from the man, on the edge of just mauling you himself.  “For me, just thinking about calling someone up to ask for a no string attach, one night stand already is mortifying enough. Then there’s also the issue of who can I call, will they laugh in my face, would they take advantage of the situation. There’s so many issue that honestly, i’d be put off long before actually going through with it.”

“I honestly, I’ve never really thought about sex in that way. It always was just a way to release my frustration, something I enjoy.”

“And nothing wrong with that, I’m just too complicated for my own good. Hell, even if I somehow managed to score myself a fuck buddy, it’ll always be quid pro quo. I love the moments after when you’re just laying there cuddling, trying to catch your breath, sticky and sweaty. Limbs entangled, trying to figure out if you should just clean up or try your best to tetris yourself around the cum stained spots and fall asleep. Then the morning after, stinky breath and bedhead, remnant of an entire night of fun crusted yet you feel content. I want all of that and unless it’s with someone I love, I’d be way too self conscious to let go and enjoy myself.”

As the last syllable leaving your lips to join the softening atmosphere, warming with feelings, Yunhyeong sat in silent and you let him be for what you had just unloaded, probably too heavy for a random Sunday afternoon. Perhaps needing time to absorb, perhaps any second now he’d burst out laughing at your outdated ideology, Yunhyeong hadn’t let on a single emotion since your words melted into the world. Whatever will come, at the very least you got to let your heart sing in front of the man who it truly belonged to even if he doesn’t know it. For now you’d just bask in the comforting, content quietness, rarely the case whenever you and him were bound in one room. It was strange, how light you felt despite not anywhere nearing to confessing your feeling, not even a hint for the oblivious man to hang onto. Perhaps for now this was enough, to let him know the kind of person you are, your true emotions and state of mind. 

“Would it be strange if after all that, all I can think about is you?” 

“Woah, slow your roll... What does that mean?” Nothing could ever hope to prepare you for this moment when Song Yunhyeong confessed he thought of you when he thought of emotionally complicated sex.

“I- I’m not sure but, i keep thinking about it. Holding hands, lazy morning in bed, sweaty and exhausted yet content and happy, cleaning each other up, showering that may or may not lead to more... All of that, all I can see is you.” The warmth behind his beautiful eyes screamed sincerity, yet you couldn’t help but let a bit of doubt lingering in your heart, stopping you from devouring the man this very second. 

“Are you just saying that because I like poured my heart out to you?” You questioned, half hoping he’d say no, yet you won’t succumb to hope just yet. 

“No, no, not at all. Come on, Y/n,  I’m not that emotionally inept that I fall for someone just because of a speech.” He pinched your cheeks and truthfully you were glad for it hid the blush heating up your skin.  “I mean, like when I think of those things, I see me, of course.  But it’s not with just anyone, or a faceless person... I see you, just peacefully snoozing in my arms. I see your fucked out expression but also that smile you only sport when you’re extremely happy.  And, perhaps that also explained why I’ve been feeling strange when you’re around.” He had your heart in his hand and with each second ticking by, with the closing distant between your body, you were just a bit closer to passing out from the immense happiness warming your soul. 

“Are you, do you like me?!” 

“I- I think so. I don’t know how else to explain how incredibly happy these thoughts are making me. And no! before you can go ruining it, it’s not cause I pictured you naked.” He got both hands on your cheeks, shaking your head slightly with a fake scowl on his lips. 

“I wasn’t going to say anything...” You muffled out through your pursed lips, wishing he’d just end your pain already and kiss you. 

“I know how your brain work, lady. You can’t fool me.”

“Touche... So,  what does that make us?”

“I guess, I need to know where I stand in your life... Do you, does it make things weird for you now that I have these feelings?” He was cautious, oh so cautious because it wasn’t just getting turn down by a snooty rich girl. It was getting turn down by you, his best friend and perhaps the person his heart had been beating so erratically for. 

“Uhm, that, that might take awhile. I have about 5 years worth of feeling to catch you up on.” Eyes falling onto your laps, heart nearly leaping out of your chest, you couldn’t bear saying those words with Yunhyeong watching so closely. 

“Fi- Five years?! God, Y/n, were you ever going to tell me how you feel?” His shriek of surprise nearly sending you tumbling onto the ground had it not been for the hands holding your shoulders. 

“No, honestly. I’m sappy and all that but I’m just a chicken... If there’s even a 1% chance you’ll say no, I will keep my mouth shut for the rest of my life.”

“I- So if i hadn’t start this weird conversation, you would’ve never told me...”

“Pretty much...”

“You’re right, we have a lot to talk about.” A heavy sigh falling from his lips. To think all these years he had been bragging, smug about the girls he had slept with and the parties he had conquered. Knowing you’ve been listening, eating up all his words even when it was damaging to your heart...“And about what’s going to happen now... Well, I definitely do not want to rush into anything... You’re too precious for me to just fuck things up because I’m impatient.” As much as he’d like to whisk you off your feet and maybe finally experienced this new world of physical love, there were still too many things unsaid. 

“I’m precious?!” You gasped with a bright smile on your lips, and as adorable as that was, it was becoming very distracting for his brain to properly function. 

“Focus, woman!”

“Right, sorry...”

“But at the same time, I don’t want to drag things out for so long that it jeopardize our feelings. So how about we just take things slow, go on a couple dates and just see how it plays out?” He proposed an offer that you could never turn down. 

“I’d like that.” And though neither of you yet brave enough to let a kiss bloom, Yunhyeong had finally worked up enough courage to pull you into his arms. He held you for what felt like an eternity, feeling the fluttering of butterfly in his stomach, in his heart, and in his soul. It was so strange, the nervousness, the anticipation, it wasn’t anything new, anything he hadn’t experienced before. Yet this very second, it felt as though the world ceased to exist and it was just you and him, sharing body heat and soft words, stories of the past, and plans for the future. Yunhyeong wondered if this was what you meant because if everything you had said was true, he couldn’t wait for the day when kisses won’t be a rare occurrent and he’ll be able to love, worship you in every way he can. 

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[lovingikonhours]

[7:29 pm] You wrap your arms around Song’s waist and lean your head against his back, hearing him giggle while he cooks for you.

#song #song imagines #song reactions #song scenarios #song fluff #yunhyeong #yunhyeong imagines #yunhyeong reactions #yunhyeong scenarios #yunhyeong fluff #ikon #ikon imagines #ikon reactions #ikon scenarios #ikon fluff

[iimaginekpop]

This is Yunhyeongs version. Hanbin will be in another post! ^^

the first thing that comes to mind would be her personality

I feel like he really would like someone funny

and I know it sounds strange

but like someone who kind of gives of the funnily awkward and clumsiness

just like with Chanwoo, I can see him liking a mix of sexy and cute

and I don’t wanna put if he has a preference towards either, just because I am not too sure

someone who can cook or really wants to learn it would be preferred

just so she could join him in the kitchen and they can have some fun quality time there

he has stated before that he likes older girls

so yeah a noona for this guy

I don’t know why but I feel like she would have to like skinship a lot

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