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slytherinshua · 2 months

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SUMMER KISSES

genre. fluff. warnings. they're making out but it's not rly suggestive at all. just a lot of kissing and them being in love w each other :( pairing. yongseung x fem!reader. wc. 544. request. no. a/n. i got the absolute worst brainrot for this fic while i was watching belbel land and it was honestly just insane because i suddenly needed to write making out with yongseung and dropped everything to do it 😭 tagging @zarazmnie-cos cause idek if you wanted to be added to my vrvr taglist but i feel obligated to tag you whenever there is a fic bcuz we are both so starved 😭😭

Summer vacations with your friends and boyfriend meant hours spent at the lake playing water games, endless snacks at the villa, late night barbecues, and, perhaps your favourite: make-outs on the couch when all your friends had left the house.

You and Yongseung were both tired from the hours you had already spent at the lake that morning. There were countless rides and numerous games played, all of them physically exhausting you, but it was definitely the most fun you’d had in a while. While the rest of the boys showered quickly and went out to find food, still somehow energetic and excited about the trip, you and your boyfriend decided to stay back and relax.

Now, with fresh sweats on after your warm showers, you were cuddled up on the couch, legs tangled with each other. You tangled your fingers in Yongseung’s hair, smiling as the floral scent of the shampoo hit your nose. He turned his head up slightly, bumping his nose with yours and letting his breath hit your lips slightly. A second later, his lips were interlocked with yours, moving slowly against you in perfect harmony.

It was relaxing for you to just be able to focus on the feeling of him after the day of chaos and fun. All the warmth and love you had for each other seemed to float in the air and surround you as Yongseung kissed you just a little bit deeper.

You were quick to get completely lost in the feeling. Yongseung’s subtle citrus cologne was addicting to you, and by far your favourite scent in the whole world. There was no place you’d rather be than in his arms— you couldn’t help but feel that everything was as perfect as it could get when his lips were interlocked with yours.

He seemed to be as lost in the feeling as you were, trying to pull you closer with his hands even though you were as close to him as humanly possible. One of his hands brushed up behind your neck, holding the position so you couldn’t slip away from him and continuing to pour out all his love for you where your lips connected.

You had to pull apart once your breath ran out, but even then, your lips kept finding their way back to Yongseung’s again and again in short sweet pecks. You could never get enough of the feeling, even if you were to kiss him for an entire lifetime.

“Are you tired?” You mumbled against his lips, a hand trailing down to his cheek to cup it, leaving its original spot in his hair. At first, he nods his head, but a split second later he’s shaking it and it makes you chuckle. “That wasn’t a clear answer, Yong.” There was nothing but fondness present in your voice, and that paired with how close your face still was to him brought a smile to Yongseung’s face.

“I am tired, but not enough to stop kissing you.” He whispered, his eyes staring up at you as if pleading for you to kiss him again. You were sure the last thing you would ever do is say no to Yongseung, so with your regained breath, your lips crashed onto his once more.

↳ verivery taglist: @eternalgyu,, @minholing,, @ddeonudepressions,, @candewlsy,, @weird-bookworm,, @haecien

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kpop-kitkat · 1 year

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Innocent | Jo Gyehyeon

pairing | mafia!jo gyehyeon x f!reader

genre/cw | angst, fluff, mafia au, violence, blood, minor death, moderate language, injury, hate

wc | 1.6k

notes | none

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It really wasn’t fair to Y/n. She didn’t deserve to get caught up in all of this. Yet here she was, bloody and bruised as chains bound her to a cold stone wall in the dark basement of a mafia’s mansion. As she struggled to free herself, the chains only rubbed against her already raw skin, causing it to sting and burn. She let out a helpless whimper, as if anyone was here to save here. “Gyehyeon…” she whispered her lover’s name, broken inside. She knew he might as well be dead at this point. Nobody was coming to save her.

She hung her head in defeat, until she heard whispers and murmurs from the hall that led to the room she was in. She quickly worked against her restraints, not wanting to be interrogated any further. But the iron was too strong for her. She took a deep breath when the door opened. “Look who it is. The bitch still lives!” Lee Minseong, her captor, chuckled darkly.

“Gyehyeon is coming for me,” she sighed, finding it hard to breath. “You’re already screwed.”

”Do you know nothing darling?” The man asked, hand coming under her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. “That’s exactly what I want. I want him to come. This was my plan all along. You’re merely the bait.”

She tried to look away, but his strong grip forced her not to.

“Gyehyeon knew the dangers of having a relationship while being involved in this business. Despite the fact, he fell in love with you. He was so selfish, he decided to have a relationship with you, knowing how risky it was. He put you in harm’s way,” the man explained, causing the girl to tear up.

”Gyehyeon loves me, and I love him! I knew what I was getting myself into!” She writhed in his grip.

”Helplessly in love, how tragic,” the man pouted, removing his hand from her. “I honestly pity you. You’re so dumb to love a mafia.”

“Save your pity for yourself,” she snapped.

This pushed him over the edge. Angrily, he gripped her throat, eliciting a pained gasp from her. “Listen to me, princess. Gyehyeon is coming here, only to be mercilessly slaughtered. He’ll wish he never met you in the first place, and you’ll wish you’d never been born. Nobody will save you.”

She attempted to pry his hands away from her throat as tears slipped down her cheeks. “You’re wrong,” she choked out, making him drop her straight to the ground, scraping her knees, opening old wounds as blood poured.

“We’ll see about that,” he smirked evilly before leaving the room, slamming the iron door behind him.

Y/n breathed out a shaky breath as she trembled. From the cold, from the pain, from the sadness. Everything. “Gyehyeon… please… I love you…”

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Gyehyeon made his footsteps as quiet as a mouse as he made his way through the dark mansion. He knew he was as good as dead if he was caught, so he had backup surrounding the vicinity. So at least if he couldn’t make it out alive, Y/n would. And she was all he was living for.

He listened for anything. A calling of his name, a quiet cry, pained breaths. When he made his way to the basement, through the halls and through some doors, that was exactly what he heard.

”Gyehyeon…” a voice cried, barely above a whisper.

“Y/n?” He whispered back, opening a certain door, revealing his girlfriend, chained up, bloody, bruised, crying, and weak. It made him especially angered seeing the bruising by her neck. He hated anyone touching his girlfriend that wasn’t him. He quickly ran to her and undid the chains that bound her. Once he did, she fell forward, unable to stand on her own.

“Gyehyeon, I can’t- I,” she said in a broken voice.

”Shh, don’t talk love,” he embraced her, stroking her hair comfortingly. “We’re getting out of here.”

“Gye, it hurts, I can’t-“ she struggled with words, and he teared up at the sight.

”I’m so sorry love,” he whispered. “Don’t talk, please. Save your strength. I’ll save you. I promise,” he smiled, caressing her cheek before kissing her lips repeatedly, tasting the metallic blood that coated her lips. He threw her arm around his neck as he picked her up, looking for a safe way out. Then, he got a message through his communication device attached to his ear.

“Gyehyeon, they know you’re here. Get out of there and get out of there fast,” Minchan informed, sounding a bit worried. “How’s Y/n?”

Gyehyeon looked at his injured girlfriend. He panicked when he noticed her struggling to breath. “She isn’t breathing right, and she’s attained many injuries.”

“I’ll send for Yeonho,” Minchan replied. Yeonho was the medic of the gang, which was Verivery. One of the most feared gangs in Seoul, but second to the Pythons, led by Lee Minseong.

Gyehyeon quietly slipped out of the dark room and made his way up the stairs, where he came from. When he caught sight of two Pythons about to turn a corner towards them, he pulled into a random room, closing the door behind him. He leaned against the door, his breathing heavy. He thought he was in the clear.

He thought.

“Well look what the cat dragged in,” a voice chuckled, belonging to a dark figure in the corner of the room. "Figured you'd stop by."

Gyehyeon only glared angrily at the man, holding Y/n close to him as he felt her shiver.

"You've lost, Jo. You've fallen right into my trap. We have your men surrounded, and I have you. There's nowhere to run to now," Minseong clicked his tongue.

Gyehyeon carefully set Y/n down before pulling a gun on Minseong, and Minseong did the same.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Minseong warned. "My men will arrive any second and you'll be dead quicker than you can blink."

"Worth a shot," Gyehyeon smirked, showing his proud and confident side.

Minseong was about ready to fire when Gyehyeon ran towards him and fought to take possession of his gun, knowing it very well could be his demise if he wasn't careful.

"Give it up Jo!" Minseong grunted as Gyehyeon pushed him to the ground, standing over him with his gun in hand. He seethed. "You always were stubborn."

Gyehyeon threw the gun out of a nearby window. "You'll pay dearly for what you've done to Y/n."

"Will I now?" Minseong raised a brow.

Gyehyeon had had enough. Angrily, he dealt a severe blow to Minseong's stomach. Than a punch to his face. And another. And another. He beat him mercilessly, only thinking about how much he hated him for what he did to the person he loved more than anything else in the world.

Blood dripped down Minseong's face. His eyes were wide as his breathing became labored. He was too weak to fight back. "Maybe I underestimated you Jo," he chuckled, coughing up a surplus of blood, signaling he wasn't going to live though this. "I like your fiery spirit. Don't let that bitch of a girl soften you up."

Those words fueled his fire, causing him to grab his gun and shoot him, at least ten times, until he knew he was dead. And so blinded by his hate, he nearly forgot about the one he loved, nearly dead as she laid against a wall, calling out his own name. "Gyehyeon..."

" Y/n," he gasped, running to her side. "I'm getting you out of here love. Just hang on."

he picked her up again and kissed her head before leaving the room. And surprisingly, he managed to slip past many of the Pythons. Until he reached the entrance.

"Not so fast Jo," one of the guards halted. "What did you do to Minseong?" He wondered, realizing Gyehyeon should've been dead by now.

"Well you see," Gyehyeon began, but he was interrupted by gunshots ringing out. And it was a wonderful sound. Calvary had arrived. Also known as, an ally gang, Cix.

"Gyehyeon! Get out of there!" Yelled Jinyoung as he shot with skillful aim at the enemy.

Gyehyeon rushed through the flying bullets, dodging them all, except one. Because the guard he was just talking to, wouldn't let him escape. At least not unscathed. A bullet lodged itself into Gyehyeon's side, causing him to yell out in pain. He stumbled, but he carried on, for Y/n's sake. And when they were safe in their getaway car with Yongseung, he grasped his side tightly, setting Y/n down beside him in the backseat.

Then were the last words Gyehyeon and Y/n heard before their vision faded to black.

"Just hold on you two. Just hold on."

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It's been a year since that day. And Gyehyeon and Y/n couldn't be happier. Living in a new country, in a new apartment, beginning a new life. Yes, Gyehyeon gave up the life of a mafia to become a song producer.

Gyehyeon hummed to himself as he made Y/n and himself some dinner. Their favorite meal in fact. Usually Y/n made it, but she was busy all day helping plan their wedding in a few weeks.

Y/n got up from the sofa and stretched. She went over to her fiancé. "Hey love," she greeted with a back hug.

"Ahh," Gyehyeon flinched.

"Oh sorry," she pouted, remembering his painful gun wound that still hurt, even as a scar.

"It's alright," he smiled, turning around. He smirked when he looked down at her, loving the height difference. She wrapped her arms around his torso in a hug, and he gratefully returned it.

"I'm glad you came for me that day," she sighed, breathing in his scent.

"I am too. And I did it for the same reason I'm marrying you."

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quandaryyy · 1 year

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Verivery ficlet master post:

1. Body swap: G, Yeonho and Yongseung wake up in each other’s body

2. Game night: G, the group comforts Minchan after coming back from their scheduling that he had to miss

3. Kangmin the little witch: G, forest witch Kangmin finds a new friend

4. Minchan has a death wish: G, minchan finds a pair of handcuffs and chaos ensues

5. It was at fifth glance: G, little vignettes of Dongheon falling in love with his neighbor Hoyoung

6. First snow: G, the boys celebrate Hoyoung’s first snow

7. Gazing at Glitter: G, photographer Yeonho is mesmerized by model Yongseung

8. Instructions Unclear: E, Gyehyeon and Minchan spend the afternoon together

#verivery #verivery fanfic #fanfic #Kangmin #hoyoung #minchan #dongheon #gyehyeon #yeonho #yongseung #vrvr #verrer

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yangmi1989 · 3 years

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Quem comeu o pudim do bebê Kangmin?

》 Capa para @baddieyang e @VERRERNation no Social Spirit.

#design #yangmi1989 #kpop #verivery #vrvr #capa para fanfic #capa estilo divertida #kangmin #yoo kangmin #capa para spirit #capa para wattpad #verrernation

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verrevsstuff · 3 years

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hello besties✨

i decided to make this blog to start writing fics/shots/whatever for verivery!

so while i'm preparing my first smau, you can go and send me few asks! i would like to meet my lovely verrers and follow them!

love, mari

#verivery #verivery imagines #verivery smau #verivery one shots #verivery scenarios #verivery fanfic #verivery angst #verivery fluff #vrvr

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x-i-l-verify · 4 years

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Verivery’s Hoyoung in both his human and nekomata forms from this urban fantasy AU.

#VeriVery #VRVR #vrvrnet #verivery fanart #verivery hoyoung #verivery au #Kpop AU #Things That Go Bump AU #scars #XI Arts #i did my absolute best but Hoyoung is EXTREMELY difficult to caricature so i beg forgiveness for any wonkiness or inconeistencies #(also he's supposed to be about 14-ish here so if he looks younger than his rl counterpart that'd be why)#also animals are not my forte i hardly ever draw them sooooooo yeah #that aside i do think this was a good exercise in getting out of my comfort zone and trying new things #bulking up the fanfic tag also doesn't hurt

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verrernation · 2 years

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🍂 Quem será o primeiro a escrever uma fanfic de narcotráfico com esse teaser?? VRVR, muito cafetões!

#verivery #1st full album #vrvr #series o #verrernation #fanfics #projeto de fics #projeto de fanfic #boy group

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slytherinshua · 6 months

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ALL YOUR IMPERFECTIONS

genre. fluff. warnings. marriage talk (i'm delusional). and kissing. pairing. minchan x reader. wc. 1.2k. a/n. missing minchan hours™️ (come back baby 😭) also im like soooooo delulu over warm domestic cozy fluff like actually someone needs to stop me cause this is all i write atp 😭 this probably also pretty self indulgent cause i fantasize abt a proposal being like this like??? hello??? there's nothing more perfect than this type of proposal im crying.

“When do you think we’ll get married?” The question comes to your brain after dinner. You’re sitting on the couch, contentedly watching Minchan strum on his guitar from across the room. The crackle of the fire makes it all the more cozy, and you can’t help but get a little lost in your thoughts over how perfect life seems in the moment. Minchan’s strums get a little quieter as he hears your question, and you watch as his lips turn up slowly into the softest of smiles.

“Do you want to marry me?” He questions back, though you both know that you do and so does he. And so, instead of answering it, you just smile at him.

Minchan has noticed before that you have this certain lovesick gaze that is reserved for him. He’s seen it countless times in the past 4 years, and it’s the same one you unknowingly give him now. It makes his heart race wildly in his chest. It’s almost unfathomable how in love he is with you, but he hides just how smitten he is at the moment and changes the chord from D to F on his guitar, filling the room with a suspenseful minor chord.

“I think having our wedding in Spring would be nice. What do you think?” You mumble, your mind already racing with thoughts of it. At present, you aren’t even engaged to him, but the thought of marrying him has always felt so perfect and inevitable (in a good way) that your fantasies your head creates don’t feel unrealistic.

“Spring would be nice. I heard there’s going to be nice cherry blossoms this Spring.” He nods, agreeing with you, his strum pattern changing slightly.

“I want to have a small wedding. Just friends and family.”

Minchan hums in response. You know he would never even think of having a big wedding, though. It would be too overwhelming to have a long guest list for either of you.

It was one of the many reasons why you and Minchan worked so well. You had never found someone you were more similar to than him. It’s one of the reasons why you asked him out (cause he was too shy and nervous to approach you first), one of the reasons why being around him was so comfortable, and one of the reasons why marrying him felt like the most right thing in the world.

You two fit together perfectly without concealing or hiding any bit of yourself. You were honest and true with each other, and instead of it driving you farther away from each other, you found yourself loving his flaws and his imperfections because they were what made him him. It brought you closer to him and was the reason you found yourself falling more and more every day.

He was clumsy and stubborn at times, but for every flaw of his that you could list, you were sure you had 5 more. And he loved you all the same regardless.

It was true that you sometimes got annoyed with him over little things, and you would fight occasionally. But it could only last for a couple of hours before one of you broke first and embraced the other in a much-needed hug. You would always stay like that for a long time— as long as the situation allowed. Because at the end of the day, loving him was a choice you had made, and you weren’t planning to stop.

Minchan stops playing altogether once he reaches the slow ritardando at the end of the song and sets his guitar aside. He strides over to where you are sitting with a loving look and serene smile.

“Care if I join you under that blanket?” He tilts his head and you think he looks rather like a cat in the moment. You open the blanket for him to slip beside you under it. He laces his right hand with your left one and holds it comfortably on his lap, gently tracing the soft skin.

“Do you think I could replace this promise ring?” He questions slowly, fiddling with the small silver ring that he had given you almost 2 years ago on your anniversary. “You’ll have to move it to your other hand.” He reaches for your right hand this time, and slips off the ring that was on your left ring finger, pushing back onto your right one.

“Do you have it on you?” You ask in a giggle, butterflies already going wild in your stomach at the moment. You had always imagined what your proposal would be like— whether it would be grand or intimate. And you adored that Minchan had chosen the latter. To you, it felt even more special this way.

He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out another ring, this one a little bit fancier than the one he had just moved. He doesn’t even have a ring box and as he starts to try to slip it onto your finger with his shaky hands you laugh at the clumsy nature of it all.

“I’m sure you already know how much you mean to me, hm? I’ve probably said it a thousand times— I’m surprised you’re not sick of it by now.” He laughs, probably to brush away some of his nerves in the moment.

“Dongheon said I should go all out with this since it’s a special moment… But I just wanted to do what felt like us. I hope you don’t mind that it’s nothing big?”

You smile and shake your head, already overwhelmed at just the fact that he was proposing to you. It wasn’t a perfect proposal, of course, but just that made it even more special to you.

“You still haven’t asked me the question, love.” You say through growing tears, but it breaks down into soft giggles at Minchan’s sudden look of shock.

“Oh no- did I mess it all up? I really should’ve taken Dongheon’s advice.”

“No, no. Nothing is messed up or ruined. I accept either way. You knew I was going to accept.” You prod him with a wide smile and he shrugs with a nod.

“I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t sure that you were going to accept.” He says simply.

The statement brings a rush of surety through you. Minchan was always steadfast and trusting with you. He liked the feeling of knowing how you would react to certain situations — in fact, he prided himself in knowing you better than anyone else.

“But I should probably still ask, shouldn’t I?” He adds after a second of thought. His eyes flicker up to yours and the amount of love that he bestows in his dark irises is almost inconceivable. “Will you marry me?”

You hum, satisfaction evident in your tone, “You already put the ring on.”

You take the chance to pull him into a slow kiss the moment the formalities are all taken care of. Truthfully, you’ve been longing to kiss him since the moment you sat down by the fire to listen to him play, and the want only grew with every moment that he had you completely entranced with his every move.

Now that you finally felt his soft lips on yours, you can’t help but sigh in content. He is everything you have ever wished for or dreamed of, and yet he somehow surpasses all your expectations with his own unique perfection. And in these moments, loving him is as natural as breathing.

↳ verivery taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @ddeonudepressions,, @edensgardenn

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slytherinshua · 6 months

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HOYOUNG HUSBAND HEADCANONS

genre. fluff. headcanons. househusband hoyoung we stan. warnings. kissing. not proofread cause i'm too lazy for that shit. pairing. husband!hoyoung x reader. wc. 1.3k. a/n. what is it w me and husband verivery brainrot recently it's actually so insane and not okay i need help. househusband hoyoung has been in my head ever since i saw him talk about it on weekly idol(?) its just been constant brainrot omg

Husband Hoyoung who loves to wake up with his arms wrapped around you

He loves everything about it— the way his body warmth mingles with yours and all he can feel in the moment is you with his head tucked into the crook of your neck

Once he’s awake enough he’ll start littering gentle kisses in that region, but while he’s still half asleep, he just breathes in your familiar scent and hugs you a bit tighter as he clings onto the last bit of sleep he’s going to get

If he wakes up and he can’t feel his arms wrapped around your waist, he’ll furrow his eyebrows in his still-sleepy state and try to blink open his eyes to figure out where you were if not in his arms

And if you’re still lying on the bed, he’ll reach out to pull you to his chest so he can try waking up again, this time with you properly nestled in between his strong arms

If you’ve already gotten up and are getting ready for the day in the bathroom he’ll be content to just watch you, still drowsy and blinking away the remaining sleep from his eyes

He’ll say good morning to you in his groggy deep morning voice that you find so endearing, but he doesn’t just say it for the sake of saying it— he really means it; every morning is a good morning when he can wake up next to you

He shakes off his sleepy state quickly, though, because morning usually mean you heading off to work fairly directly and he thinks that it’s his job as your husband to make you breakfast before you go

He’ll make whatever you ask for, and it always turns out delicious because he puts such dedication and love into his cooking— it’s his way of expressing some of his love for you

Though, he expresses it in many ways. In the gentle kisses he gives you in the morning before you leave for work, in the handmade meals he serves you for breakfast lunch and dinner, in the questions he always asks you after you get home from work

“Did you have a good day?” “No? What happened, love?” “We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to. I’m always here for cuddles instead if that’s all you need.”

And you could never reject an offer to cuddle your husband because you love the way you fit perfectly in his arms even more than he does. Hugging Hoyoung is like a addiction, no matter how many times you do it, it gets better and better every time, and you doubt you could ever get tired of it

Hoyoung likes to have long conversations with you once you get back home. He always starts by asking how your day was to gauge how you might be feeling and what he can do to make you feel better if that’s what you need

But once he’s sure you’re feeling good, he’ll update you on what he’s accomplished that day. Whether it be domestic things like reorganising the guest room upstairs or deep-cleaning the kitchen, you always smile at how he tells you so eagerly

He’ll tell you about his daily outings to go shopping or walk around. He smiles as he tells you about the cute baby girl with pigtails he saw on his walk by the river and how she had given him a high-five and smiled so widely

And you can easily believe it because who wouldn’t smile at your sweet husband, Hoyoung?

You could easily listen to him talk all day, and when he fills you in on everything you’ve missed while at work, you can’t help but smile and relax and let his voice soothe you from the tiring day

Hoyoung really is the best thing to come home to after a long day. A warm dinner waiting made with love and a handsome husband to hug and kiss as soon as you walk through the door are all you could ever need

He learned how to get good at giving massages after one particularly tiring night when you came home and asked him for one. Now he does it like a routine— once you’re settled on the couch next to him, he’ll continue his discussions like usual with his hands going to work at rubbing out the knots that have formed throughout. And it’s really the nicest feeling in the world to be able to relax into his touch as if he has the power to erase every concern and worry that was rested heavily on your shoulders until that point

Sometimes you feel bad that you’re gone for most of the day, and yet, when you come back home after not seeing Hoyoung for the whole day, it’s still him that is doing things for you— feeding you, taking care of your exhausted body, giving you calming words of reassurance

But he assures you that it’s his favourite thing to do in the whole world and he’s just happy you’re back home, even if it means a little extra work for him

It feels imbalanced to you at times, but to Hoyoung, there’s a perfect balance between the two of you. In fact, he views his job as your husband to care for you, and he loves to know that he’s fulfilling his role as perfectly as he can

You like to thank him for everything he does for you in many ways, whether it be long hugs before you leave and after you come back, or leaving little notes around the house for him to find when he cleans later, or, his favourite, kissing him slowly and gently once you see him again

He loves to melt into your lips and savour the taste of your cherry lip balm— his hands sneaking to hold your waist in the most gentle touch that has you almost devastatingly in love with him. You’ll cup his cheek with your hand or comb your fingers through his hair while you kiss him, yours lips sending millions of thanks to him silently through the affectionate action

You love to watch as his dimples slowly grow on his cheeks as he laughs after a kiss. It’s just for a short moment, as if they just say a quick hi to you before they’re gone again as he’s pulling you back in for another kiss

And as you say thank you to him through the kiss, he’s saying I miss you and I love you and countless other enchanting messages to convey all his sentiments that have you only kissing him a bit harder and pulling him a bit closer

Hoyoung thinks that regular days are wonderful. He loves the routine of it all, and how much he can accomplish throughout the day while waiting to see you again, but he thinks that the rarer days are even more precious to him

The days where you don’t have anywhere to be and you can just stay with him

On these days, he’ll sleep in extra late with you, and spend even more time cuddling under the warmth of the blankets before finally pulling you both out from under the comfort to fill your stomachs and make plans for the day

These days are always reserved as date days

You like these days the most because they’re one of the only times that you can focus on spoiling Hoyoung instead of the other way around. Your entire attention is able to be on him and only him and you cherish it

He deserves to be on the receiving end of every bit of devotion he shows you daily, and you make sure to shower him with it all on days when you’re able to

That’s what you like most about your relationship, you’re always perfectly balanced. You and Hoyoung even each other out and fit together more perfectly than anyone else could for either of you, and you’re spent savouring every second you get to spend with him

↳ verivery taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @ddeonudepressions,, @edensgardenn

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slytherinshua · 6 months

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THE LITTLE MOLE UNDER YOUR EYE

genre. fluff. maybe a lil hurt/comfort but more comfort than hurt. warnings. gye is rly tired. some kissing. reader gives gye a bath but nothing sexual. pairing. gyehyeon x reader. wc. 689. a/n. requested by @wheeboo i'm so :( over him help me :(

You already knew your boyfriend would be exhausted when he came home. You peeked at his schedule for the day when you first woke up and even you felt tired just looking at it. It was all back to back stage rehearsals for Verivery’s upcoming comeback, as well as choreography practices and a few interviews squeezed in somehow. The entire day was booked so full that the members barely had time to eat between schedules.

You waited up for when Gyehyeon would get home, which he did eventually at around 2 am. You were also starting to get tired from your own work that day, but you fought the sleepiness until he arrived. For 1, you wanted to be there to help him relax; and, for 2, you knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep soundly without him anyway.

You heard the front door push open soon after the clock struck 2. There was some rustling that you could just make out of Gyehyeon taking off his shoes and hanging up his coat. It didn’t take long for him to appear in the doorway, the true extent of his tiredness evident just from one look at his face.

You put down your phone and patted the spot on the bed next to you. He smiled, (as much as he could when the exhaustion was almost overwhelming), and plopped down onto the bed. He lay on his back and scooted until his head rested on your thigh, his eyes fluttering closed as a soft breath escaped his mouth.

“You should take a shower before you sleep. Or maybe a bath?” You suggested quietly, your hand gently pressing onto his forehead just to make sure it was the proper temperature. He groaned softly in acknowledgement.

“Do you want me to run a bath for you? I’ll get it to the temperature you like.” You offered, your hand now gently ruffling through his hair.

“A couple more minutes, please?” He whispered, burying his head closer to you. He stayed on your lap for a while longer, almost falling asleep before you had to urge him to go take the bath. You filled up the tub with warm water, and helped a tired Gyehyeon into it.

You didn’t mind washing his hair for him, and it also allowed you to give him a small head massage. He sighed in content as you carefully worked the shampoo through the strands of hair. He didn’t stay in the bath too long, as both of you wanted to get to sleep.

Once you were both changed into pyjamas, you both finally slipped under the covers, welcoming the warmth of the blankets against your skin. Gyehyeon curled up into you, soaking in the heat that your body radiated, and you cradled his head which was laid on your chest.

“I’m proud of you, baby.” You reminded him with a kiss to the top of his head.

“Thank you.” His voice was soft, as he was already falling asleep quickly.

You cupped his cheek and savoured the way his lips automatically curled upwards in response to your touch. Your thumb stroked across his cheek before reaching a little higher— to the little mole under his right eye. You brushed over it gently as well. Every feature on Gyehyeon’s face was precious to you; from his soft eyes, to his round nose and plush lips. But the little mole was especially precious. It was your favourite feature.

You pressed a delicate kiss on the little mark, which made Gyehyeon smile again. He leaned forward as well until his lips met yours. It was gentle, given that you were both tired and didn’t have much energy to put into it, but it was enough either way. It didn’t matter how much effort either of you put in because you both knew that you loved each other, and that you’d never stop.

It was only after the final goodnight kiss that Gyehyeon allowed himself to finally slip into the long awaited sleep that he had anticipated all day. He slept quite peacefully, curled up in your arms like a little kitten.

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slytherinshua · 6 months

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SKIN CARE

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. pairing. kangmin x reader. wc. 589. a/n. i got this idea from this post by @verivery-incorrect and rly wanted to turn it into a fic!!

It was a nice sunny afternoon, not too cold, not too hot. You and Kangmin liked to spend days off at home, in each other's company, but not actively together. You were both lying down on your bed, Kangmin scrolling through his phone, your nose buried in a book. It was peaceful and quiet. You liked these moments with your boyfriend. Even if you didn’t say anything, just having him next to you made any activity one hundred times better.

The feeling of a soft kiss pressed to your cheek was enough to pull your attention away from the book you were reading. You looked to your left at the obvious culprit, but you found him scrolling through his phone as if nothing had happened. You smiled and went back to reading, choosing to ignore the fluttery feeling that developed in your stomach from the mere gesture.

It was peaceful in the room again and you read another 2 pages in silence.

Until you felt another soft kiss landing on your cheek.

You looked over again, quick enough to catch the slight smile on Kangmin’s face. There was no way he could keep pretending as if nothing happened now that you had caught him, yet he continued typing on his phone as if he wasn’t even aware that you were lying next to him.

“Why do you keep kissing my cheek?” You asked, your eyes going back to the page of text, scanning the paragraphs to find where you were. You heard Kangmin shift to his side and presumably turn off his phone. You could see him now lying on his side and looking at you through your peripheral vision.

You looked back at him, maintaining eye contact for a few seconds, silently watching to see who would break out into a smile first. It ended up being you, Kangmin following suit a second later. He leaned in a bit and pressed another, longer kiss in the same spot before answering your question.

“Skin care.”

You immediately smiled at his response. Kangmin always had the cutest explanations to everything he did. The stuffed animal was clearly lonely, and that was why he had to carry it around everywhere. The salt and pepper always had to be put on eggs together because they were a couple— you couldn’t have one without the other.

His little explanations weren’t even the tip of the iceberg for how Kangmin’s brain worked, but you loved to find out the more time you spent with him. And each time you just felt yourself falling deeper and deeper.

You both giggled as he continued to press kisses all over your face, continuing the delicate “skin care” that your skin so clearly needed. It felt nice to have his lips on your skin. His touch was gentle, as was everything about Kangmin. The kisses were light and fleeting, but still long enough to cause butterflies to erupt in your tummy.

He was about to press another kiss to your forehead when you stopped him with a finger resting against his lips.

“I didn’t get this spot yet, though.” He whispered, smiling lovingly. You could feel his minty breath fanning over your face as he was still so close to you.

“It’s your turn.” You countered, pressing your first soft kiss to his cheek with an airy laugh. Suddenly, the tables were turned, and you were the one giving the kisses, and Kangmin the one receiving them— butterflies forming in his stomach and his heart racing just like you.

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slytherinshua · 1 year

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Super Special

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fluff. period comfort. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: cramps (ew). ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: kangmin x fem!reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 814. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: rip to all my besties on their period too, i hope this helps a bit 😭 i had the worst cramps last night so i just started writing this cause i couldn't sleep lmao

You were trying your best to stay quiet and not let out a sound. You didn’t want to wake up your boyfriend who was sleeping soundly next to you, and he was a light sleeper. But the sharp pain of your cramps was making that a difficult task and you couldn’t stop a small whimper from leaving your mouth.

You clutched your stomach tighter, trying to put pressure on it or squish a pillow over it to see if it would somehow subdue the pain, but nothing ever worked. You curled up into an even tighter ball on the bed, breathing steadily as the pain pounded in your stomach repeatedly. There was no way you would be able to get to sleep tonight.

Another gasp escaped your lips and you scrunched up your face in a wince because you knew there was no chance your boyfriend wasn’t going to wake up after that.

And, sure enough, a gentle arm wrapped around your waist, and you relaxed a little as soon as there was skin-to-skin contact between you two.

“Is the pain that bad?” He mumbled, and you knew he was frowning and feeling awful about it.

You shook your head, “I’m fine. Don’t worry, baby.”

He hugged you closer to him, warm breath hitting your neck as he snuggled into the crook of it, “You can’t fool me, Y/n. You’re a terrible liar.” He whispered and smiled.

“I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry? You’re the one in pain so I should be the one sorry.” He said.

“It’s not like you caused this pain… And I woke you up. I’m sorry.” You turned, now facing him, your noses almost touching. He looked at you with soft loving eyes as his hand still rested on your stomach, providing some small comfort.

“Shh…” Kangmin lifted his free hand, finger reaching out to be placed over your mouth, “Do you want a heat pack?” You nodded slowly, wide eyes squinting into an eye smile and your lips curving up at your boyfriend’s caring actions. Even if it was almost 3 am, he was still ready to get you whatever you needed for the pain.

He came back quickly with a heat pack and some pain medication. His hair was all messy from sleep, and he looked so cosy in his soft pyjamas, but you couldn’t mistake the tiredness in his face, and it made you feel horrible all over again.

He sat back down on the bed, passing over the heat pack. You placed one of the pills in your mouth and Kangmin quickly passed you some water. “Thank you,” You mumbled with slightly pink cheeks. This wasn’t the first time this had happened, and you still found it a bit embarrassing. If only your cramps weren’t this bad, you wouldn’t have to bother your boyfriend with it.

There was a pause as Kangmin slid in between the sheets again and you situated the heat pack and found a comfortable position again. You curled up again, facing away from your boyfriend as embarrassment still burned in your face.

Kangmin sighed softly, grabbing one of your hands and pulling you back to his chest. Your face turned a brighter shade of red from his actions.

“You know I don’t mind, right?” He whispered into your ear, kissing it right after.

“Huh?”

“Taking care of you. I don’t mind.” He hugged you a bit tighter, the warmth from his body warming you up as well, “You take care of me all the time, so it’s the least I can do.”

“I don’t take care of you at 3 am, though.” You argued, though most of it went into your pillow as you still refused to turn around.

Kangmin laughed, “But you would. If I was in pain in the middle of the night, you would take care of me.” You stayed silent. He was right. Of course he was right. Kangmin was almost always right.

“You’re embarrassed, aren’t you? That’s why you won’t show me your pretty face?” He asked, coaxing you to turn around, and you finally did. He kissed your forehead, then your nose and cheeks, and finally your lips.

“Get some sleep, baby, I’m sure you got less than I did.” He said. You nodded and closed your eyes, letting the tiredness wash over you fully. Kangmin stroked your hair and hugged you close so you could feel his heartbeat. He started singing the acoustic version of ‘Super Special’ in a whisper and you smiled.

“Baby, you’re my super special, the moment I saw you, baby, you’re my super special, tiki tum, tiki ta, you hit my heart…” Kangmin trailed off once he knew you had fallen asleep, finding the courage to say the words he didn’t have the courage to say to you while you were awake. At least, not yet.

“I love you.”

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slytherinshua · 11 months

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JUST PRETEND genre ➳ fluff. fake dating. friends to lovers. warnings ➳ reader is insecure. pairing ➳ gyehyeon x fem!reader. wc ➳ 1.4k.

“What do you mean you’ve never been on a date?” Gyehyeon said in shock, jaw dropping a little as you walked through the park.

You laughed a little awkwardly and shrugged, “I guess no guy had any interest in me…” You yourself weren’t quite sure why no one had ever asked you out. All your friends had been on numerous dates, scheduled dates, blind dates, matchmaking dates, anniversary dates. It seemed like all of them were doing amazingly in the love department.

You stood out like a sore thumb. You hadn’t even had your first kiss yet, and being in your early twenties already, you felt embarrassed about it. Everyone else seemed so much more experienced and probably wouldn’t want to date someone like you anyway. Or maybe you just weren’t pretty enough for any of the guys?

“How about I take you on a date, then?” Gyehyeon suggested suddenly.

You turned to him, furrowing your eyebrows, “Like a friend date?” You were skeptical. Gyehyeon had been your best friend for over five years. Yes, you admitted that he was cute, but who wouldn’t? He was practically the most attractive boy on campus, and all the college students knew that. He got a love confession every other week, it seemed.

Gyehyeon shook his head, shooting you a cat-like grin, “Like a date date. We could go wherever you’d like.”

“B-but we’re not dating.” You stuttered, suddenly feeling very nervous about this idea. Sure, Gyehyeon was your friend and had seen you at your lowest moments, but he hadn’t seen how utterly incompetent you were when it came to romance. You weren’t even sure if you’d received a hug in the last year. Maybe you were a little more touch-starved than you realised.

“So? You’ve never been on a date, and to be honest, I don’t trust any of the other guys on campus to treat you right on your first date, so I might as well do it myself, right? I want it to be memorable and fun.” He explained. You felt your heart pound in your chest a little faster than usual.

“Okay… Where are you gonna take me?”

“What would you like? We could go to a restaurant… Or a cafe? Or the beach or park if you prefer somewhere open. Study dates usually work better when you’re already dating, I think… though maybe an amusement park would work well-” Gyehyeon was rambling off every type of date he could think of, and the more he listed, the more you got overwhelmed.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this!” You shouted suddenly, eyes scrunched closed tightly and your grip on your backpack straps so firm that your knuckles were starting to lose colour.

“Y/n.” Gyehyeon’s tone softened immediately as he placed a gentle hand on your shoulder, leading you off the path filled with nosy students to a quieter area by the back entrance. He shouldn’t have gotten too excited about this whole idea. He knew you got overwhelmed easily, especially with things you weren’t familiar with. And, of course, you weren’t familiar with dates. Maybe he should’ve just picked the simplest one. His eyes held his sincere concern as he waited for you to calm down a bit and sip some of your water.

“Sorry.” You mumbled sheepishly, “I should get better at that, shouldn’t I?” You laughed a little, making fun of the situation. Gyehyeon forced a smile, but he couldn’t ignore the strange sensation bubbling in his chest. He felt so awful seeing you anxious, like his heart ripped in half.

“No, it’s okay. Maybe I got a little too excited.”

You laughed, soft and a bit empty. Gyehyeon could tell you were still making fun of yourself. It made him frown. “Why would you get excited about taking me on a date?”

“Why do you say it like you’re not worth it?”

“Cause, I’m not?” Was the only reply you could give him.

“You are. I’ll show you that you are.” Gyehyeon said, determination evident in his voice.

And so, Gyehyeon because your first (pretend) boyfriend. Just for the sole purpose of letting you experience dating before you dated for real. No feelings attached… right?

Gyehyeon smiled and passed you a carton of chocolate milk, his boyfriend act better than ever today. You hadn’t realised before that you might start seeing Gyehyeon… differently. You had never felt so nervous around someone before, and didn’t even know before now that someone could have the power to make your heart beat so fast from just a brush of his fingers. Love was a very strange thing.

That’s what your friend, Arin, had insisted it had turned into when you told her how you felt around Gyehyeon. She was so positive you were falling in love that you were starting to believe her words as well.

But there was no way Gyehyeon would feel the same way as you. He was just doing this as a friend. Taking pity that you had never captured the interest of any boy, and just preparing you for what it would be like. Any best friend would be willing to do that to help. Gyehyeon was no different.

A group of girls passed by, gossiping about Gyehyeon and you together in whispers. You couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying, but you were sure it was something about you not being good enough for him. It was always in that area of discussion. You had never heard someone say that Gyehyeon wasn’t good enough for you. Gyehyeon was more than good enough for the entire world. You envied how perfect he was.

“Don’t listen to them.” Gyehyeon told you, eyeing them seriously. His gaze looked strong enough to pierce right through them. You nodded and sipped on your chocolate milk.

You were on a pretend lunch date in the school cafeteria, almost a month from when you had first decided to fake date each other. You weren’t sure when Gyehyeon would say he’d had enough of being your fake boyfriend. You were surprised it had lasted this long. Didn’t he ever get sick of you?

As you got up to leave, Gyehyeon naturally slipped his hand in yours, and the same group of girls gave you a glare. Your heart would have started beating faster from Gyehyeon’s touch, but instead it sank slightly seeing the look of detest for you. Did people hate seeing Gyehyeon next to you that badly? Maybe guys never asked you out because you really were that bad.

Gyehyeon gave your hand a gentle squeeze, watching the way your eyes narrowed at the girls who were giving you less than pleasant looks. You were reminded suddenly of what Gyehyeon had told you a week after becoming your “boyfriend”. The easiest way to make jealous girls leave was to show them that they couldn’t take your place, no matter how hard they tried.

Maybe your brain was just clouded with your growing feelings for the boy next to you, but you suddenly thought that kissing him might get the girls to leave. You had never kissed him before, not even on the cheek or hand, and cupping his face to lean in took a leap of confidence. You thought he might flinch away, but he didn’t. You swore he even leaned into your touch slightly, his cheek pressing against the palm of your hand. Your heart felt like it was on cloud 9.

His lips were soft and pillowy, and if you had known kissing someone was so exhilarating, you might have been more eager to experience it before this. It was almost too perfect how his lips fit with yours. He let you decide when to pull away, his eyes still cutely closed when you did. The girls were long gone, and you smiled.

“What was that for?” Gyehyeon whispered, staying firmly close to you.

You shrugged, “I wanted to let them know that you really are my boyfriend.”

Gyehyeon’s heart skipped a beat hearing you say it like that. He couldn’t stop himself from leaning in again and pressing another soft kiss to your pretty lips, tasting the faint taste of your cherry lip balm after. Maybe he liked you a little too much for a fake boyfriend.

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slytherinshua · 1 year

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Lovesick

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ genre and tags: fluff. hospital au. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: reader and gyehyeon are both sick. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ pairing: gyehyeon x fem!reader. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ wc: 1.6k ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: omg I've wanted to write a verivery fic for the longest time and I've finally done it 😭 I'm really happy with how this turned out and there'll definitely be more verivery fics in the future!!

Your heart condition had always made it so that you were in and out of the hospital since you were two. You had hated the stark white walls and bright lights on the ceiling since you were that young, not to mention the bed with pillows so big you could probably fit your small body entirely on them and still have room. It always made you feel fragile and small - always being trapped in your hospital room, unable to get out.

But at least the nurses were nice. They helped you take your medication, talked with you when you got bored, went on walks with you to the outside patio in the hospital, and even read bedtime stories to you to help you fall asleep. They were definitely closer friends to you than any of your school friends which you rarely got to see anymore.

You thought you would always be alone in your hospital room, until one day a boy was put in the empty bed on the other side of the room. You were ten at the time, and took the addition to be a personal offence at first. It was supposed to be your room. You never had to share before.

For the first two weeks, you didn’t speak a single word to the boy. You observed him in silence, judging whether he was a threat to the normalcy of your life or not. He had dark hair and catlike features. He also had a habit of singing when he thought you were asleep. Except you were rarely asleep, and instead heard his surprisingly beautiful voice softly letting out melodious notes.

One day at breakfast, you finally decided to talk to him.

“What’s your name?” You asked him, poking at your small stack of pancakes to see how fluffy they were.

“Gyehyeon. What’s yours?” He turned to you, small figure looking as fragile as yours as he sat up on his bed. Maybe you two were in the same boat.

“Y/n.” You took a bite that was mostly strawberry sauce than actual pancake.

“Why are you here?”

“Heart condition. You?”

“My growth is stunted.”

“Oh. Is that why you’re so small?”

He nodded, a small smile gracing his face. You thought he looked cute.

“How old are you?” You asked.

“Almost 12. But I’m the size of a 7 year old.” He pouted slightly, not touching his bowl of fruit.

“I’ll turn 11 next month…” You echoed, “I’m short too, so don’t feel bad about it… And the nurses here are really nice. I'm sure they’ll get you to grow up tall.” You encouraged, giving him a big smile.

“Is your heart condition serious?” He asked after some silence.

“My parents and the nurses say that I’ll be fine, but they always have conversations I can’t hear.” You explained.

“That usually means they’re hiding something from you and don’t want you to know how bad it really is.” Gyehyeon said sharply and you scoffed.

“What do you know about anything?!” You turned so you were facing away from the boy, his words cutting too deep. You didn’t like being told you were sick, as if you didn’t already know every time your heart acted up. You just wanted to be healthy.

“Sorry…” He mumbled, letting out a sigh and closing his eyes. A tear slipped down your cheek and the hollow beeping of your monitor was the only sound that filled the room.

“It’s your big day!” You cheered as a 17 year old Gyehyeon stepped out in his surgery gown. He had grown a lot over the years thanks to a strict diet and medication, and could now almost pass as the height of a short fifteen year old. You were proud of his progress. He looked stronger and healthier despite still being shorter than average.

“If I die, it was nice having you as my roommate.” He joked, masking his nerves.

“You won’t die. We’re pretty strong, you and I.”

He nodded, “I’m proud of us… I’ve grown almost 30 centimetres, you’ve been getting better. Hopefully we’ll both be out of here soon.”

Gyehyeon and you loved to talk about the future - how your lives would be like away from the hospital. You would both be normal healthy teenagers going to a real school and having real friends. It seemed like a dream, but one that was obtainable. Eventually.

Nurse Park came in soon. She was your favourite nurse, and both yours and Gyehyeon’s best friend.

“Look at you standing tall!” She said cheerily. She commented about Gyehyeon’s height every time she came in and it always left him embarrassed.

You reached out your hand, still sitting on your bed. Gyehyeon shuffled over silently and clasped your outstretched hand gently. Nurse Park shifted through Gyehyeon’s files in the cabinet on the side of the room, only adding to the tension and anxiety of the atmosphere.

Gyehyeon gave your hand a gentle squeeze as you laced your fingers with his. “You’re gonna be fine.” You whispered, bringing your intertwined hands up to your lips and kissing the back of his hand. He smiled.

“Once I get back from surgery, we’ll have our first proper kiss, remember?” He talked to you in a hushed voice so that Nurse Park wouldn’t overhear.

“I didn’t forget. You’ll have earned it by the time you're back in here.” You whispered back, hugging his short body closer to yours.

Over the years, playful frenemies had grown into true friendship, and that had grown into a proper crush. Now you were both sure that you really liked each other.

Nurse Park turned around and you let go of Gyehyeon. He waved to you hopefully as he followed Nurse Park out of the room. Now you just had to wait.

It was probably the hardest wait of your life. He was undergoing a surgery that was supposed to help fix his spinal cord so he could grow without it obstructing him. You knew it would go well. It wasn’t as big a procedure as some of the surgeries that you had gotten. But you still felt nervous for it because you could feel that he was nervous for it.

You spent your time listening to music and drawing little doodles of Gyehyeon as you waited for 10 hours to pass. Eventually, a nurse rolled a bed back into the room, and a knocked out Gyehyeon rested on it, looking peaceful and healthy.

You were relieved to have him back in your sight. Maybe it was because of his height that made you feel the need to watch over and protect him. Or maybe it was just because of how much he meant to you, but you always felt a little uneasy when anything big was happening to him and you weren’t there for it.

You thanked the nurse and she left the room after telling you that he should wake up within an hour, but would still be tired and under the effects of the anaesthesia. Once you were alone you walked over to his bed, making a small spot to sit at the bottom while you waited for him to wake up.

He stirred after forty minutes, slowly blinking his eyes open. You glanced up from your phone, smiling widely once you saw that he was awake again.

“You did it!” You said happily, prompting a smile from him.

“I can’t feel a thing.” He said drowsily but clearly very happy.

“You hopefully won’t remember me saying this because you’re still under anaesthesia, but… you’re really pretty. Even just after surgery you look so good, and it makes me blush.” You blurted out.

“Is that why your cheeks are pink? Cute…” He mumbled, eyes falling back closed.

You scooted closer to him, “I’ll let you sleep again… but don’t forget about our kiss later. I’ll be waiting.” You murmured to a half asleep Gyehyeon. He smiled again. You brushed your hands through his hair gently in a way that only lulled him to sleep faster.

You had to leave the room for your daily walk and checkups after that, and by the time you got back, Gyehyeon was awake again. The anaesthesia had worn off, and he was back to his happy and savage way of speaking to the nurses, cute grin on his face the entire time.

You were given your dinner and left alone again. As soon as you were, you raced back over to Gyehyeon’s bed and hopped on. He laughed at your eagerness, but you couldn’t care to hide it.

“I believe you earned yourself a present for surviving the surgery, oh great and mighty Gyehyeon.” You said dramatically, inching closer to him with each word.

“I wonder what this present could be?” He jested, grabbing your hands in his.

“I think it’s long overdue.”

“Definitely.” He concurred, his face only centimetres away from yours.

You smiled and closed your eyes, soon feeling Gyehyeon’s soft lips on yours in your first kiss. And it was amazing. He was amazing.

“I really like you.” He whispered when he pulled out.

“Me too.” You mumbled, kissing his nose quickly and making it dust slightly pink.

“I know… You said I was pretty after all.” He said slyly, and your face turned a darker shade of pink from embarrassment. “Oh, and by the way… You make me blush too.” He leaned in to kiss you again before you could freak out about him remembering your words from earlier.

He couldn’t think of anything better than this moment. It was perfect.

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