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synthetickitsune · 5 months
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Yonghoon (Onewe) | Reunion fluff | 0.8k | gn!reader A/N: made the terrible horrible mistake of watching that one clip of Giuk sitting on Yonghoon's lap when I was already a mess and you can really tell but anyway... he's back 🥹
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It’s sort of loud, but for once you don’t really mind. The music playing in the background can barely be heard over the chatter and laughter, the whining and swears cut into threatening silence. It’s just as it always has been when the whole friend group hangs out. You don’t know everyone, maybe less than half of the people, but it doesn’t matter when you’re barely allowed to move an inch. Speaking of which…
“I’m just trying to get my glass,” you sigh and roll your eyes when the arm around your waist tightens and pulls you back against Yonghoon’s chest just as you lean forward to reach your drink. 
“Oh, okay,” he murmurs as lets you go - not after another quick peck to your shoulder. Your eyes meet Dongmyeong’s briefly as he’s also getting his drink and he mouths want help? at you, chuckling at the position you found yourself in. You shake your head with a grin and wave him off to leave, leaning back into Yonghoon’s waiting arms. As annoying as the position is when you’re trying to function, you’re actually pretty satisfied. You know he’s been waiting for the night to get to the point when everyone’s mingling with each other and separates into smaller groups to talk and they leave you alone for a while; waiting for when he’ll be able to hold you in his lap without coming off as too clingy. 
“Give me the glass,” he mumbles into your neck, lips spoiling your skin with kiss after kiss that leave the area ticklish and sensitive, but you can’t tell him to stop. Not after you’ve missed the feeling for so long.
You do as told without questioning it, that is until you see Yonghoon trying to carefully balance the glass on the armrest of the couch, leaning it against the wall for more stability.
“Absolutely not, that’s gonna spill all over us,” you hurriedly take the glass from him again and set it back on the table before he can stop you. Not a second later you’re again trapped in his arms before you can even process being pulled back. You feel his pout against the skin of your shoulder. Then a kiss - and another…
“Love, I missed you too,” you sigh, melting into his hug, “Let me see you?” Then you add when he doesn’t loosen his hold: “Please?”   
His reluctance is very obvious from how slowly he moves and his dissatisfied grumble. You shift your position to sit sideways on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck as soon as he pulls you closer again. 
“You know, I’m starting to think you asked the guys to host this just so you can’t be called a bad host,” you tease but the reaction comes in the form of another hungry kiss to your lips. He’s mindful of the people around, though, so he stops before he can get carried away. 
“So?” he whispers against your lips before stealing another kiss.
“Not even denying it?” you laugh, trying to appease him by kissing the corner of his lips. He leans his head on your shoulder and gives you not-so-subtle puppy eyes. You roll your eyes but you still kiss his forehead and move your hand to his hair, gently running your fingers through it.
“You know it was them who offered,” he reminds you, and you do. At the time they said they didn’t want to make you too busy with preparing everything and then cleaning up when you’re supposed to celebrate, some jokes about how Yonghoon won’t be able to keep his hands off you were made, but you suppose they didn’t expect they’d be so right. “We should thank them again.”
“Yeah, we should. But we can go home now if you’re tired,” you suggest, although you’re quite content here, even if you’re taking a break from socializing for the moment. He seems ready to sleep though, seeing how peaceful he looks resting on your shoulder. 
“I’m not,” he shakes his head, “Just want to be with you for a while.” 
“We were together the whole evening,” you point out, “And the whole day, and we’ll be together the whole night.”
He smiles at your words and you wonder if he’s thinking about the evening too. It’s hard not to feel butterflies in your stomach as you think of his hands barely ever leaving your body - always either playing with your fingers or holding your hand, holding you close to his body, stroking your back, your thigh… Good thing everyone’s already used to Yonghoon being affectionate with the people dear to him.
“I’m not letting you go,” he whispers, “You’re stuck with me.”
To stress his words, he pulls you even closer and tilts his head up to get free access to your neck. You tug at his hair lightly when he starts kissing up your neck, smiling at his touch starved behavior. It’s welcomed, it’s needed.
Gradually things will return to normal, but right now you’re not sure if you’re looking forward to it or dreading it. As annoying as it gets sometimes, you’re in love with your clingy boyfriend.
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creambunnie · 1 year
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ONEWE- Yonghoon X You
fluff angst
ENJOY~~
"Mmm what's for breakfast? Smells good!"
Yonghoon cooed as he entered the kitchen. You chuckled and rolled your eyes.
"No need to exaggerate, they're just normal fried eggs".
Yonghoon hugged you from the back and gave your cheek a peck.
"Anything that you cook for me is amazingly delicious, don't be so humble like that".
You chuckled again before pushing your boyfriend to the dining table and served him the fried egg sandwich that you just made.
"You always flatter me, come on let's eat".
You bit on your sandwich and paused for a second before facepalming yourself. Yonghoon was confused but after biting his, he realised what was wrong.
"Babe, did you accidentally put both eggs in mine? No wonder mine looked thicker than yours".
Yonghoon then took one of the fried eggs from his sandwich and put it in yours.
"Sorry, I was distracted I didn't realise what I was doing.."
Yonghoon laughed happily as he found you cute and continued eating.
The two of you had already planned to go to an art museum together on the weekend to celebrate your second year anniversary. The museum was showcasing a music-themed exhibition and the two of you were excited for it.
Yonghoon sat on the sofa while waiting for you to finish preparing. You donned your new pink dress and went out of your room.
"How do I look?" You asked nervously.
Yonghoon as usual gave a huge smile and showered you with compliments. After a while, he suddenly frowned and bent a bit to carress the bruise on your knee.
"Babe, what happened? Does it hurt?"
You pulled Yonghoon up by his shoulders and shook your head.
"It's okay, I just tripped of my foot the other day and fell down, but I'm not hurt. Ah.. It's ugly right if others see it? I will cover it with a bandaid. Sorry".
Yonghoon smiled sadly and pulled you into a hug.
"That's not what I meant, I was just worried about you. You don't need to cover it okay, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
You still plastered a bandaid on the bruise before the two of you went out for the date.
The arts exhibited were beautiful and interesting, you and Yonghoon walked side by side slowly, appreciating each and every frame displayed.
You stopped in front of a big frame and was completely mesmerised by it. They were just colours but it was as if you could feel and hear a melodious sound from it.
Yonghoon had walked to the next frame but you were still stuck on your spot, still staring at the big frame.
Yonghoon chuckled and snapped a few photos of you before gently tapping your shoulder.
"Babe, you really zoned out there, ready to move to the next one?"
You snapped out of your thoughts and gave an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, I just had so many thoughts running through my mind about this particular piece, I didn't realise that you were done. Let's go!"
Yonghoon held your hand and swayed them slowly.
"You know, I love going to art exhibitions with you, because I can really feel that you love them so much. I love doing what you love with you".
You only squeezed his hand and felt heat creeping up your face because of his sweet words.
After a long day, the two of you were finally sat at the restaurant that Yonghoon reserved.
While waiting for your food, Yonghoon took out a small blue box from his pocket and passed it to you.
You quietly took the box and opened it, revealing a simple yet beautiful bracelet, with a butterfly charm.
"It's beautiful, thank you so much."
You looked up from the gift and saw Yonghoon's face. He was smiling but there was a tinge of panic in his eyes. You quickly took his hand and carressed it with your thumb.
"Please don't misunderstand, I'm sorry. I may not look like it, but I am really happy and I love the gift so much, thank you".
Yonghoon finally breathed out in relief and held your hand back.
It was your turn to feel somewhat bad towards your boyfriend. Yonghoon noticed it and gently squeezed your hand to get your attention.
"Are you okay?"
You shook your head and held it down.
"I did not get anything for you. I tried to, but I kept forgetting. Everytime I remember, I'm in a situation where I was unable to buy you one. And there are so many things that I want to buy for you but I could not decide quick enough, I ended up getting burnt out from thinking and, and, I, uhm, today arrived and I still have not bought anything. I'm sorry".
Yonghoon's eyes softened. He really wanted to come over to your side and give you a tight hug.
"Babe, it's really okay. I didn't buy you a gift because I wanted one from you too, I just wanted to give it to you because I love you. Don't think too much about buying me one, okay?"
You really wanted to buy him one, but since Yonghoon kept insisting that it was fine, you decided that it was best to stop pestering him about it.
Your anniversary celebration was so fun, you could not believe that a week had already passed. It felt just like yesterday, literally. You didn't remember much of what you did at work for the past week and just replayed the memories of last weekend in your head.
The two of you planned to just spend time at home watching movies this weekend.
You cursed in your head when you heard Yonghoon coming back from the convenience store while you were stuck on the sofa in a pile of clothes.
You heard Yonghoon walking slowly to you and hesitated for a bit.
"Babe, is everything okay?"
You sighed and covered your face, trying not to break down.
"I planned to do laundry while you were at the store, but halfway through, I suddenly thought of this one specific blouse that I have not worn for a long time, while I was searching for it, I remembered that I actually gave it to my sister.. I wanted to clean back up but after seeing the mess I felt so overwhelmed, so now I am stuck and cannot do anything.."
Yonghoon gave a soft smile and pulled you up from the sofa gently as he hugged you.
"It's okay babe, let's do the laundry together, okay?".
You buried your face into his comforting chest and nodded.
"I'm so sorry for always being like this. I wish I could do more for you.."
Yonghoon carressed your hair and pulled away to look at your face.
"You know, my birthday is in a few weeks, how about you make me seaweed soup? I will be so happy if you do!"
You pouted. "Are you sure that's enough?"
Yonghoon chuckled and nodded.
You agreed to it, and planned to think of something more later.
It's almost a week before Yonghoon's birthday, and you have been experimenting your best seawood soup recipe, as well as your boyfriend's favourite dish, stir-fried chicken.
You can cook because it was basically following some instructions, but you wanted to get the BEST recipe for your best person.
You were mixing some ingredients in a bowl when you accidentally bumped into the pot with hot soup and spilled some on your hands.
You screamed at the hot sensation and quickly put your hands under cold running water. It was so painful, you could still feel the burn. You tried to refrain your tears from falling and thought of what to do next.
You were grateful that Yonghoon had some extra work and will be coming home late. You treated your hands and quickly cleaned up the mess.
You sat down after cleaning everything up and wrapped your hands in a cold wet towel. You stared into the air, your mind was blank, for the first time in a long time.
You wonder if Yonghoon will be disappointed in you when he finds out that you can't even do something so simple without causing an accident.
You began feeling anxious and stressed out. Overwhelmed by your thoughts and emotions, you decided to escape from it by going to bed early.
You felt the other side of the bed dipped as Yonghoon slipped in quietly. He thought you were asleep but you were just hiding under the covers, too scared to face him.
Yonghoon scooted over to you and wrapped his arms around you. You felt yourself relaxing against him. You really needed a hug after that whole bad experience earlier.
The next morning, you quickly got up and planned to just buy some breakfast from the store dowstairs. You didn't have the mood to cook after yesterday's accident.
Your burns didn't hurt as bad as last night but you can see blisters starting to form. You decided to put on a long sleeve shirt that could cover your hands entirely.
Yonghoon woke up and was confused when you were not beside him. He walked around the house searching for you and finally ran to the door when he heard you unlocking. Yonghoon went to you like a puppy who had been waiting for its owner to come back.
"Babe!! I missed you!"
You chuckled at him and shook your head.
"What do you mean you miss me? You see me everyday!"
Yonghoon pouted before taking the plastic bag from your hand.
"I didn't see you the first thing after I woke up, so I missed you."
You only chuckled again.
"I bought some bread for breakfast. Eat them while they are warm."
Yonghoon happily munched on the bread and fed you some too. He then noticed that you had your sleeves all the way up to the tip of your fingers.
"Hmm babe? Are you feeling alright? Do you have fever or a cold?"
You tilted your head to the side in confusion.
Yonghoon noticed your expression.
"It's summer but you're all bundled up in that sweater. Are you feeling okay?"
"Ah! This.. yeah I am okay, don't worry"
Yonghoon noticed you avoiding his eyes, he knew you were hiding something serious.
He put his bread down and softly but firmly took your wrists.
"Let me see"
You tried to pull away but he was stronger.
"Do--Don't look! They're ugly!!"
Yonghoon's expression softened at your words.
"Why would you say that?"
He lifted up the sleeves and was shocked when he saw burn blisters all over your hands.
"Babe! What happened? You burnt yourself? We need to go to the hospital!!!"
You only looked down, trying to hold your tears from falling.
"I was just trying to do something for you. But I can't even cook without hurting myself. I am so useless. I don't even deserve to be treated at the hospital. All I do is be a burden to you."
Yonghoon quickly sat beside you and pulled you into a hug. He carressed your hair to comfort you.
"Babe, you are never a burden. Everyone has their own challenges, and you deserve all the love in this world, especially mine. Please don't say that ever again".
You finally broke down into tears. You thought he would leave you because he finally had enough. But Yonghoon stuck to your side, accepting you for who you are.
You cried so hard until you passed out in Yonghoon's arms. Yonghoon carried you to your bed and decided to call for a doctor to treat your hands while you were sleeping.
Yonghoon was relieved when the doctor said that your burns will heal in no time. He was angry at himself for not being able to protect you.
Yonghoon sat beside you and admired your sleeping face.
"Please don't be sad, I will protect you I promise"
You heard his soft voice and opened an eye, still a but drowsy.
"I'm sorry for everything, Yonghoon. I promise to improve myself too"
Yonghoon nodded and covered your eyes, prompting you to go back to sleep. He knew how much of a rest you needed right now. You were exhausted mentally, physically and emotionally.
You both knew your relationship wouldn't be normal like other couples, but you stuck with each other for two years despite all the challenges. And the both of you had no plans whatsoever to leave each other alone.
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a/n: growing up means starting to learn more about myself, so i needed to write this out to express my feelings as usual. hope yall enjoyed this!
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brainddeadd · 12 days
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!!MOVED TO MINHEESKITTEN!!
CURRENT BLOG MASTERLIST
WELCOME to my masterlist becasue i think its about time i gather up my posts. This will be updated every time i write a post longer than a short thought. (which so far is every time) Nothing has names yet but thats okay!
!!!!!!!!REMINDER: I DO NOT WRITE FOR 04 OR YOUNGER AS THIS IS AN NSFW BLOG SO THEREFORE THEY WILL NOT SHOW UP ON MY MASTERLIST !!!!!!!!
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CRAVITY
Serim
Allen
- gym pics
- threesome w taeyoung
- nothing yet!
Jungmo
Woobin
- headcanons pt 1
- Perv!Jungmo
-nothing yet!
Wonjin
-Soft Thoughts (fluff)
Hyeongjun {see also: x1}
Minhee {see also: x1}
- headcanons pt 1
-nothing yet
Taeyoung
- threesome w serim
Seongmin
-nothing yet!
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MIRAE
-nothing yet!
- Mtl into Oral
Lien
Junhyuk
-nothing yet!
Dohyun
-nothing yet!
Khael
-nothing yet!
Dongpyo {see also: x1}
-nothing yet!
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Siyoung
- Gamer!Siyoung
DRIPPIN
Hyeop
-nothing yet!
Yunseong
-nothing yet!
Changuk
-nothing yet!
Dongyun
-nothing yet!
Minseo
-nothing yet!
Junho {see also: x1}
-nothing yet!
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X1
Seungyoun/Woodz
Seungwoo {see also: Victon}
-nothing yet!
-nothing yet!
Wooseok
-nothing yet!
Yohan
-nothing yet!
Hangyul
-nothing yet!
Junho {see also: drippin}
-nothing yet!
Dongpyo {see also: mirae}
-nothing yet!
Minhee {see also: cravity}
- headcanons pt 1
Eunsang
-nothing yet!
Hyeongjun {see also: cravity}
-nothing yet!
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ONEWE & ONEUS
Yonghoon
-nothing yet!
Seoho
-nothing yet!
Harin
Leedo
-nothing yet!
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Keonhee
-nothing yet!
Hwanwoong
-nothing yet!
Kanghyun
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Dongmyeong
-nothing yet!
Xion
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CyA
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Victon
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Seungwoo
-nothing yet!
Seungsik
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Sejun
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Hanse
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Byungchan
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Subin
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Kingdom
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Dann (Seungbo)
-nothing yet!
Arthur (Yunho)
-nothing yet!
Mujin (Sungho)
-nothing yet!
Louis (Dongsik)
-nothing yet!
Ivan (Yoosung)
-nothing yet!
Hwon (Youngjoon)
-nothing yet!
Jahan (Jihun)
-nothing yet!
Soloists
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Ravn
-nothing yet!
i would hate to have anyone plagiarize my work <3
all works are my own and do not belong to anyone else.
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honeyhuun · 3 years
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onewe reaction to you kissing them out of nowhere
~ type . reactions
~ requested . yes
~ pairing . onewe x gender-neutral!reader
~ genre . very fluffy and low key domestic!au
~ tw . none
~ song recommendation . leave it by n.flying
~ a/n . hey anon !! thanks for requesting for my babies, there’s a serve lack of content for them so i hope this fills some of the void !! stay healthy and have a nice day <3 sorry for taking so long, ily !
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| j i n  . y o n g h o o n
well done !! you just made him the happiest man a man could be ~ have fun trying to erase that smile from his face because it’s not going anywhere for a week tops. our amazing leader loves attention and little shows of affection like this, he thrives on it. for him, it’s like a sign everything in the relationship is going well and that you still love him and think about him lots. I think yonghoon is the type to worry about this stuff so a surprise kiss would reassure him probably more than words could ever do. he would be sitting at his desk late at night brainstorming lyrics and tapping his pens to form melodies when you sneak up behind him and place a big fat smooch on the side of his cheek. yonghoon would jump in surprise because he thought you wouldn’t be home for a while but then immediately soften when the scent of your favourite fragrance finally reached him. he leaned back in his chair, tilting his head up to reach your eyes with the cutest eye smile you’ve ever seen. “someone must have missed me?” he said we a jokingly sweet tone while staring up into your eyes swearing he could see stars. yonghoon lives for domesticity like this, he’s so glad that you feel comfortable enough to just go up and do that. trust him to randomly go up to you no matter the situation and give you quick pecks and smooches (if he didn't already do it) before you guys fall into a calm conversation about your days, he would tap his neck and make kissy noises hoping you would get the point and do it again.
“how was your day darling? i didn’t hear you come in. just give me five minutes and i’ll be all yours for the night, wait before that... would you mind if you gave me another kiss?”
| j u  . h a r i n
oh, oh, OH !! a surprise kiss will turn harin into the shyest tiger bub you could imagine. it would 100% catch him off guard and throw him off track from whatever task he was attempting. his cheeks would turn the brightest of red when you came up behind him when he was washing the dishes after dinner and placed kisses down his neck then the exposed skin on his back. everyone knows harin is so soft and sweet but for you, the love of his life? i mean it when i say he will do everything and anything for you. he is an absolute goner. and when you nuzzled your head deeper into him, your cheek pressing against his back he just sighed blissfully, slowly coming to terms with how relentlessly lucky he got, meeting and dating you. he would make sure to finish the dishes as quickly as possible (maybe dropping one of them in excitement oops). once free from the chore, this man ain't leaving you alone for the rest of the day, good luck trying to detach him from your side. harin is just an over-grown human koala. he would attack you with kisses all over making you squeal because it tickles! and because of that, he would start laughing and harin's laughter can bring world peace. harin is just filled with so much love and adoration for you and this just confirms you love him all the same ~
"what was that for lovely? did i do anything special to deserve this special attention?" harin mused and dried his hands so he could wrap his arms around your waist.
"nothing in particular just felt right..."
"that must make me a very lucky man doesn't it, i don't deserve you bub don't i?"
| k a n g . h y u n g u
we all know how much of a bookworm hyungu is, so it wouldn't be surprising when you catch him curled up in bed early with one of his current reads. hyungu doesn't flinch when he feels a dip in the mattress nor does he when he feels your hot breathe fall from his cheek to below his white tank top. thinking you just want to cuddle he tells you to let him finish the chapter, his eyes not wavering from the book. what he didn't expect was for you to place a light peck on the skin underneath his eye then moved to ghost his lips before diving in and giving him a short but passionate kiss. just after you tell him you were going to the kitchen for snacks and leaving him on the bed alone with heart going 150mph. this would leave hyungu a malfunctioning and blubbering mess as you rendered him speechless. one part of him felt like he hadn't been giving you enough attention or there was something on your mind that you weren't telling him. or did he maybe do something special that he wasn't aware of? were you in a really good mood, why? all these questions would plague him until you entered the room again and he asked if you were okay in a very serious voice. "you can tell me anything you know..." he said taking your hand in his and rubbing your palm. you were extremely confused at this gesture and said you were feeling fine. "then what was that kiss about?" he questioned at this point as confused as you. "no reason, just loved you and missed you." such a cheesy shy grin would adorn his features, and he would giggle not looking down at your hands, too flustered to face you upfront. warmth rose throughout his chest as he feels that had just struck him clean through the heart. with you hyungu had never felt so loved and appreciated. honestly, you were the best thing to happen to him. long after you had fallen asleep nestled into his side, hyungu made mental notes on little ways to express his infinite love and adoration for you, and you show that all though he may not show it, he's just as enamoured with you as you are with him.
"my love is full of surprises, aren't they? my days would be so much darker without you y/n-ah."
| s o n . d o n g m y e o n g
you'd try to catch him off guard with a kiss? you don’t know the war you have just started with this boy... what just started with a quick peck on the side of his cheek while he was getting ready for the day turn into a full-blown kissing war that seemed to get more intense and passionate with each sneaky kiss. he relished in catching you by surprise and in comprising moments. hell you could be calling your mum and bam! wild son dongmyeong on your lips. kissing is dongmyeong primary way of showing his affection (apart from words ofc) so a little kissing war is right up his alley. from watching tv, to tending to household chores, on the way out the door and when you were snuggling into bed ready for the night, were all perfect opportunities to get each other back for each kiss and the one after that and the one after that and- (you can see where this is going, you two might just be attached at the lips at this point). even when he had to go for band practice at random points during the session he’d send you heart emojis and sweet texts saying how much he missed you (and your lips). the boy is, was and forever will be lovestruck for you, i can not stress this enough!! surprises, in general, affirm that fact that you think about him a lot and obviously care a lot as well. these are two things i think dongmyeong really values in a relationship. the day would probably end out with a cute little make-out session after both of you are done with the day's activities. before you drift off dongmyeong would whisper “i won~” in your ear before trying to find sleep himself. he didn’t just mean winning the war of kisses, he also meant winning in life because he had the best person on planet earth all for himself.
“that’s 13 to me and 11 to you sunshine !! hmm seems like someone has some catching up to do… oh! and you also have something on your lips right there-”
*proceeds to kiss you for a bit longer than usual leaving you absolutely breathless*
“i think that makes it 14 to 11.”
| l e e . g i w o o k
shy and flustered hamster to the power of two !! as the maknae who normally receives lots of skinship from his hyungs you’d think a surprise kiss wouldn’t affect him that much. however, when it comes to you throw that idea out of the window, bubs would be a stuttering cute mess, almost confused and dazed-like, like hyungu. when you crept up on his while he was changing the broken strings on his base he felt your presence behind him, but being used to this sort of closeness he didn’t mind it. but when you stooped down to his level and quickly swooped in for a sweet kiss right on his lips his eyes would immediately dart up and his pupils would dilate into moons. his mouth would be an o-shape as he stared up at you before turning beet red. if it was around other people he would probably feign being slightly annoyed but deep deep down he loves it more than you’ll ever know. it would be a quiet reassurance that you’re still there and love him as always. but when you’re alone there’s no doubt in the fact he’ll definitely ask you to kiss him again. your spontaneity gives him something to look forward to when has time to spend with you. a reminder that his and your youthful banter is something to be love and treasured.
"ah baby... not here please, see harin hyung is laughing at me now. you're cute but not THAT cute, and don't take that in the wrong way. you can give me loads of kisses when i'm done with this okay?"
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(hope you enjoyed sorry again the wait was so long !!)
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luvidzy · 3 years
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☆ genre: fluff, flower-shop!au
☆ pairing: jin yonghoon x reader
☆ summary: a man walks into your flower shop one day and completely changes everything in your life
☆ word count: 2.3k
The sunlight streamed in through the large glass windows of the store. The AC blew a light breeze through the main room, and you allowed yourself to deeply inhale the soft floral scents of the flower shop.
You always believed that getting a job here was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to you. It was so rare for people to find jobs that they truly loved, especially on the first try, but it seemed like you had been one of the lucky ones. 
The day was fairly slow, as most of the weekdays were. A few people came in looking for bouquets for special anniversaries, or to ask about ordering a few arrangements for parties, but other than that you had been left alone to enjoy the ambience of the store and read a little bit of the book you always kept behind the counter.
You had only gotten a few pages through when the bell above the door chimed. Placing your bookmark softly into the book, you placed it on the counter and stood up to greet the customer.
“Welcome to Start of Spring, what can I help you with today?” you asked, moving to get a better view of the man that had just walked in. He was tall, with brown hair and brown eyes. He had his hands tucked into a tan overcoat, a white turtleneck peeking out from underneath it as he strolled into the shop. He was incredibly handsome and you could feel your cheeks heat up a bit as you watched him.
He turned to you and beamed. You had to shake yourself out of it, reminding yourself that you could not fall for a man that you had literally just met. He removed one of his hands to wave at you politely as you made your way closer to him.
“Hi! I need a bouquet of flowers, but I have absolutely no idea what kind to get. Do you think you could help me out?” he asked. You nodded happily, a smile slipping onto your face. You loved when customers didn’t have a specific flower arrangement in mind. It meant that you could take the reins and make something beautiful from scratch, just the way you preferred to do it. 
“Sure! Usually I recommend making a bouquet of flowers that represent the occasion or what feeling you want to convey,” you explained, looking up at the stranger. You saw his eyebrows furrow a bit in confusion, and couldn’t help but giggle at how his nose scrunched as the gears in his brain turned.
“Flowers are a language. Each flower has a meaning, and even different flower colors can mean different things. It’s an amazing way to tell someone something when you can’t find the words to say it aloud,” you said, before pointing to the large bucket full of tulips that you were in front of.
“Tulips represent love, warmth, and comfort, so we usually include them in bouquets for anniversaries or weddings. Hibiscuses,” you pointed to the vibrant red flowers beside the tulips, “symbolize delicate beauty, so we include those in bouquets for dates, and even bouquets for certain family members.”
The stranger nodded, his lips parted in slight awe. He couldn’t help but observe you as you rambled on about the language of flowers, your eyes sparkling. Finally, you turned to look back up at him with a wide smile on your face. 
“So tell me, what kind of message do you want to convey….?” You trailed off as you realized you’d never gotten the name of the customer that was in front of you.
“Yonghoon. My name is Yonghoon,” He finally spoke up, a shy smile slipping onto his lips. You smiled and nodded.
“What message do you want to convey, Yonghoon?”
“Well, these are flowers for some friends of mine. They have been working really hard lately with our new project, and I want to give them something to show how thankful I am. Our apartment is pretty dull, so I thought some flowers would be a good idea,” Yonghoon explained. 
You nodded, taking in the information, before moving towards the counter to pull out a notepad. “Well, yellow roses often symbolize friendship, so I think those would be an obvious choice. Irises are seen as a symbol of admiration, and they’ll compliment the yellow of the roses quite nicely. And then I think some pink tulips would also fit well with the yellow and the white of the irises,” you said, jotting some things down on the paper.
“I thought you said tulips represent love?” Yonghoon said, which caused you to laugh.
“I did, but I also said different colors can mean different things. Red tulips mostly mean love, but pink tulips represent happiness,” you explained, before handing him the list you had written with the flowers and their meaning. 
“Does this look good? Or would you like me to add anything?” Yonghoon’s eyes darted across your neat handwriting, before looking up with a smile.
“This looks perfect. You really know your flowers,” he joked. You chuckled, before moving to collect the flowers you’d need for the bouquet. 
“I’d hope so. I’ve only worked here for 2 years.” Yonghoon laughed at your quip, his eyes following as you darted across the shop, plucking flowers carefully from their buckets and gathering them delicately in one hand. 
Finally you walked back over towards him, tying the flowers together with a piece of string and wrapping them elegantly in brightly colored tissue paper.
“There, all finished,” you said, holding the masterpiece out to Yonghoon. He smiled at it, gently grabbing it with one hand. As he did, your fingers brushed and you felt yourself flinch slightly at the feeling of electricity that ran down your spine. Despite this, you forced yourself to ignore the now pounding heart in your chest in favor of grabbing the credit card Yonghoon was holding out to you.
“Thank you…?”
“Y/N,” you responded as you handed him his card back. He smiled softly as he slipped the plastic back into his pocket.
“A beautiful name. Thank you, Y/N,” he said, giving you one last nod before exiting out the door. You plopped back down into the chair as you reached for your book, letting out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding. You shook your head, blaming your flustered state on the heat because, even though you knew the A/C was on, you didn’t want to admit the real reason for your burning cheeks.
Much to your surprise, Yonghoon continued to come in every week with a new reason to buy flowers. Each visit got longer and longer, with him asking millions of questions on different flowers to the point where you almost couldn’t answer them. However, as much as you did not want to admit it, you didn’t mind the visits he made. He was incredibly easy to talk to, his smile made your heart melt in your chest, and he seemed genuinely interested in everything that you said. Week after week, you found yourself falling deeper and deeper for Yonghoon, and every week you became a little less opposed to the idea of his visits.
Meanwhile, Yonghoon was enjoying every visit that he made to your store. His bandmates, however, could not say the same. Their dorms had been turned into a small flower shop of their own and, while it was pretty, it was not very functional.
“Yonghoon, I can’t even find a spot to put my coffee cup down on the table!” Kanghyun whined as he plopped down onto the couch next to his leader. The other boys nodded their heads in agreement, making mentions of the countless other things that Yonghoons flowers stopped them from doing. Yonghoon pouted as he slumped into his seat, arms crossed.
“But I have no other reason to go see them but to get flowers! I’m sorry that love comes at such a beautiful price,” Yonghoon huffed dramatically. Dongmyeong rolled his eyes as he sat up, crossing his legs.
“Why don’t you just tell them how you feel?” “Are you crazy? What if they say no?”
“They won’t. I’m sure they’re just as enamored with you as you are them. Come on, you can even do it in an extremely dramatic and romantic way, since that’s what you like best,” Harin argued, earning a punch in the shoulder from Yonghoon, who sighed soon after.
“Fine. But if this goes wrong, I’m never getting rid of these flowers.”
2 months after his first visit, Yonghoon walked into the flower shop already greeting you as you sat behind the counter reading as you usually did. You looked and grinned at him, the grin that made Yonghoon’s own heart flutter, before closing your book and standing up.
“Why welcome back. What can I do for you today, Yonghoon?” you asked, pulling out your pen and notepad to write down the flowers that he would need. He smiled as he leaned against the counter and smirked.
“I need a bouquet to confess to someone. I want it to be incredibly romantic, the whole 9 yards, you know?” Yonghoon said. You froze as you heard the words slip out of your mouth. A bouquet to confess to someone should not have made your heart sink the way that it did, but the thought of him romancing another person with the flowers you recommended made you want to throw up and cry at the same time.
“I… I see. Well, why don’t you tell me about them so I can recommend you a bouquet,” you asked, trying to settle your shaky voice. If Yonghoon noticed, he didn’t say anything as he continued to smile.
“Well, they’re extremely pretty and super smart. They are kind and generous, and always know how to make me laugh. I always feel warm when I’m with them, like I just drank the best hot chocolate, and they’re the perfect combination of tough and delicate,” he rambled, listing off thing after thing. Each note that you wrote down about this mystery person had your heart aching. This person sounded perfect, and you were happy for Yonghoon, but you couldn’t help but pity yourself at the fact that he was not buying these flowers for you.
“Well I think red roses are a must… and probably some peonies as well for beauty. We could add some carnations as well, if you’d like?” you asked, trying not to look at Yonghoon. You heard him hum in thought for a moment, before shifting his weight a little bit.
“I think some red tulips and maybe some hibiscuses would be nice,” Yonghoon said. You nodded quickly, writing them down, before handing the list to him with trembling fingers. His eyes scanned it like the first time he had come into the shop, before he beamed and nodded.
“Perfect!” You swallowed harshly, before moving to gather the flowers. You moved slowly, trying to stop the tears that threatened to prick your eyes with each flower that you picked up and held in your grasp.
Finally you had a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers, wrapping them gently and making them look as elegant as you could. After all, even if they were another person, you wanted Yonghoon to like them as much as you liked him.
“Here. I’m sure they’ll love them,” you said, plastering a small smile on your face in an attempt to not look as destroyed as you were feeling on the inside. Yonghoon chuckled lightly and nodded, smiling softly as he looked at the flowers.
“They’ll love them.” The credit card was exchanged, and then you both just stood there, neither of you speaking. You wished Yonghoon would just leave so you could cry in peace, but he fidgeted with the tissue paper around the flowers, his feet seemingly glued to the spot across the counter.
“It’s much harder to do this than I thought,” Yonghoon chuckled out. You looked at him in confusion, trying to figure out what he meant. It was only when you finally looked at his face, making eye contact with him, that he let a warm smile melt across his face, his hands moving to hold the flowers out.
“Is there something wrong with them?” you asked, reaching to take them and inspecting them to try and find the issues. Yonghoon chuckled, running a hand through his silky brown hair, before shaking his head.
“No, they are for you.” You felt like the world had just stopped around you. Your hands froze and you stared at him, mouth parted in surprise. These were for you? But he had said he wanted to use them to confess, and had even described the person to you!
“You were the person that I was describing, and I do want to confess. I want to confess to you,” Yonghoon replied, and you flushed as you realized that your thoughts had been spoken aloud. You held the flowers carefully to your chest, before looking up at him with eyes full of happiness.
“You idiot. You scared me, I thought you were buying these for another person!” you said, reaching out to hit his shoulder playfully. Yonghoon’s expression dropped as he realized his mistake and he sighed, before letting out a weak chuckle.
“Guess I’m not great at this confessing thing.”
“No… you’re wonderful at it. Seriously this is the cutest thing anyone has ever done for me. You used the thing that I love the most to tell me that you like me, and that overshadows any stupid assumptions I may have made,” you said. His expression lit up at your words and he smiled at you brightly.
“Does that mean I have permission to take you on a date?” He asked hopefully. You pretended to think, before nodding eagerly, giggling as you did so.
“It does, but next time buy me flowers from a different flower shop. I want to be surprised.” Yonghoon nodded happily, before he made his way behind the counter to give you a hug.
You melted into his arms, happily hugging him back with affection. There was nothing more perfect than hugging the man you loved in the place that you loved, and you were lucky enough to have that.
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Lullaby
You heard the singing when you set foot in your shared house. You smiled to yourself at the familiar sweet singing. Hanging your coat and walking up the stairs, you follow the soft voice. 
You walk into the nursery where Yonghoon held your small daughter in his arms, singing her a bedtime lullaby. You smile watching him set down the sleeping baby in her crib, tucking her in the soft blankets, humming lightly. 
He noticed you standing there and gestured you to come in. You walk over and his arms wrap around your waist, pressing a kiss to your lips. You look over at your sleeping baby. 
“Well it’s the first time she slept quickly” you stroked her head lightly as your baby stirred a little in her sleep.
“i have somewhat of a magical voice” he nuzzled his face in your neck as both of you shut the light and walked into your own bedroom. 
After getting ready for bed, both of you cuddled under the covers, “where’s my lullaby?” you teased 
He kissed your head, “alright then” he started singing a song for you. When he finished he glanced over at you and saw you fast asleep. He pulled up the covers more, and placed a kiss to your forehead, “goodnight my love”
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saltys-writings · 4 years
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Yonghoon | Melody
Onewe Yonghoon x reader
Fluff
Words: ~250
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You’re on the way home at the end of a long day and you’re lucky enough to find a free seat on the bus for you to rest your tired legs while sitting down. You don’t pay the tall young man next to you any attention at first. Instead, you look past him and out of the window, watching the scenery pass by as the bus brings you closer to your home. It’s as if the light of the streetlamps is racing by instead of the other way around, and you get lost in your thoughts when you hear someone’s voice humming a silent melody. You’re not sure where the music is coming from at first, but once your eyes find the face of the young man sitting right next to you, you realize it’s him. You can’t help but smile softly at his beautiful voice, which abruptly stops when he notices you staring at him. “Oh,” he exclaims, “excuse me! I didn’t realize I was humming out loud…” He seems to really feel bad and lowers his head in the narrow seat, but you wave it off. “Please don’t apologize! I enjoyed it, actually…” you admit. Flustered, he blinks at you in surprise, unsure what to say, until he forces out a “Thank you”. You chuckle at him and he continues humming his little song, while the bus draws near to your stop and deep inside you hope to meet the young man again the next day.
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theluckyshadow · 4 years
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Whot aboot, the hyung line of onewe as father... boom million dollar idea right there haha
Sorry I took forever some stuff has come up in my personal life
Yonghoon:
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The “I’m pretty sure I’m doing everything right” dad
He is holding the baby all the time
Can’t help but be so in love with being a dad
The first time he saw them he cried
Will teach them everything he knows about music
He’s always worried that he’s done something wrong even if he’s doing exactly as you told him to
Harin:
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The hands on dad
He wants to be in the child’s life from day one till his last breath
Plays drums (electric) with the child all the time
When he first held them it was like the world stopped and that this was the only thing he was meant to do
Likes to show the child off in front of the boys, even brought them on stage once
Has so many photos it’s not funny
Kanghyun:
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The quiet dad
He’s proudest of the small achievements
Their first word was dad and he was so happy he almost cried.
Plans to teach them guitar if they are ever interested
A lot of new songs he writes will be about the baby
Literally noot noots like Pingu to get their attention and gets so excited when the baby responds
It’s come to my attention that I literally call this kid the child most of the time so congrats you are having a boda
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yakshua · 2 years
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little onewe boyfriend scenarios 🦋
ps : harin's is v long teehee
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🍧 hyungu :
i can see him reading a book aloud to u and pausing when he notices you're not replying to the main character's dumb decisions anymore. so he peaks down and sees u asleep on his chest and a soft smile grows on his face, he chuckles and rubs ur back until he falls asleep as well with u in his arms 💭
🍰 giwook :
after a hard day u collapse into his arms on the couch, he puts a lil pout on his lips and brushes the hair out your face, lifts your chin a bit to look into ur eyes and asks u what happened. while u tell him about it, he'd stroke ur hair and give u little encouraging smooches across ur face every time u start speaking quieter or get choked up. he'd just be so incredibly loving 💭
🧁 dongmyeong :
he'd squish ur cheeks together and after gushing for a bit bc how cute u look would cup ur face with his warm hands and litter tiny smooches all around ur face, so everytime u go to a mirror, no matter where u look on yourself, he'd have kissed u there and u'd always be reminded of how much he loves u 💭
🍪 yonghoon :
even though he could just text u, yonghoon thinks it's romantic to send u little heartfelt love letters, and it absolutely is. if he ordered you fruit tea he'd stick a lil note on it saying something like "I remembered your order! the peach is so sweet, it reminds me of you <3" or a lyric from one of his songs that reminds him of u. eg: "when darkness surrounds you, can i wrap you in my arms?" from universe 💭
🍩 harin :
i can see u guys on a amusement park date and he'd let u drag him wherever u wanted, if you saw a cute plushie at a stall he would not stop until he won the game and got it for u. if u were a bit scared of heights, on the ferris wheel, he'd tell u dumb stories from when he was younger to make u laugh, and his arm would never leave from around ur shoulder, regardless if u were scared or not. also he'd give u his jacket on the way home, even if u weren't cold, just to see how oversized and adorbs it looks on u :( and when he drops u off at ur place, you'd take it off to give it back but he'd just tutt at you, slip it back on ur shoulders and say "keep it for a bit, it looks cute on you" and give u a sweet goodbye kiss and drive off leaving you screaming so loud on the inside. Also the jacket would smell like him and AAAAAAAA JU HARIN I HAVE NO WORDS 😖😖😖
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synthetickitsune · 1 year
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ONEWE & Gravity lyrics
A/N: In celebration of my listening to the whole album and something about my brain chemistry being altered...
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Yonghoon
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Even if it's dangerous to die I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be with you
Leave it to Yonghoon to both make you never second guess the choices you make and yet somehow, at the same time, always make you doubt them. Case in point: tonight. 
You weren’t sure if the leather jacket was a good idea, it looked different than what you usually wore. A little too bold for you, even if you aren’t one to avoid pieces like that. You pair it with some simple shirt and jeans with scratches and patches of torn fabric that are comfier than you’d guess. Looking into the mirror, you look good. It makes you feel confident. But it’s also new and it makes you unsure. The glint in Yonghoon’s eyes the moment he sees you, though, tells you everything you need to know. You should’ve known the moment he told you to wait for him to change into something that will match with you better that some ridiculous idea has popped into his head. And here you are.
What was supposed to be a wholesome arcade date, one with playing games and silly bets and Yonghoon finally fulfilling his promise of getting you a plushie from one of the claw machines turned into much more. You’re used to him being flirty, but not to this extent. And as much as you love when he slips into his confident, cocky role, it’s surprising he can keep it up this long. He acts like he owns the place, unless you need to talk to the staff or interact with the other people visiting and then he’s your well-behaved boyfriend again. But otherwise? Honestly the way he’s acting you’re surprised nobody has yet scouted him to be the lead of a drama. 
He lets the character slip off slightly when you’re playing together, and it’s cute. He’s cute. The constant changing from your softie of a boyfriend and the bad guy persona he’s playing for the entertainment of you both. You love his long talks about a motorcycle he doesn’t have, you love that he makes Kanghyun a professional hustler and that he makes Harin a bouncer of a club that they don’t own. It’s more fun than you’d expect building this entire alternative universe of the guys being a gang with him. 
Then a pair of teenagers passes by and his arm is around your shoulders immediately, pulling you into his side protectively. He turns his head back to glare at them, but you notice the second of uncertainty while he checks noone is looking.
“Your life is just one long skit, huh?” you chuckle fondly, leaning your head back on his shoulder.
“Ah,” he hesitates, his eyes growing a little softer, “You don’t like it?”
“No, I do,” you smile, hugging him from the side, “It’s so much fun.”
“Well,” he grins, pulling you even closer and kissing the top of your head, “It’s just me and you against the world, baby. We better make it fun.”
Harin
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I can't ignore to call it love Something meant to be
What are you?
A question you’ve asked yourself a thousand times before and that you’re asking yourself once more. If only there existed such a thing as clean cut categories for human relationships. Family, friends, lovers, enemies… Just pick one of those and be done with it. Simple as that. Life is such a messy thing anyway, why make it even harder. Yet nothing about your emotions right now is as simple, or really as complicated, as it seems.
You love Harin.
There can be no doubt about that. There doesn’t exist a word that could ever be enough to describe exactly the feelings you have for him but from your options, love is the one that comes the closest.
You’re aware of it when you wake up to his texts in the morning, and when you wake up earlier than him and immediately leave some texts for him to wake up to, and you’re aware of it late at night when you say goodnight. You know it to be true when your heart aches when you see him exhausted and struggling, and when it flutters as he feeds you soup when you’re sick and too weak to move.
You love him. Unconditionally, without any fear or doubt, from the day you met and until the end of time.
And as much as your insecurities and demons inside your head want to tell you otherwise, you know Harin loves you too. Honestly, at this point the only way you could be more like a couple is to move in together instead of constantly sharing each other’s living spaces. Or to confess. Actually officially become a couple. But there’s something about that that seems just so wrong.
“What are we?” a whisper spills from your lips as you sit facing each other in a small café. It’s a question shared with your mug of warm liquid, yet the answer comes from the man it concerns. You hear him smile before he speaks.
“In love,” he says as if it’s the simplest thing in the world. Your head shoots up, you almost drop the mug but he’s quick to steady your hands. So familiar with your behavior. You meet his eyes and you feel like you have a headache without the pain. All your thoughts are locked behind a wall of fuzziness.
“That’s all?” you ask, shy and uncertain. You feel a little stupid, a little confused, and the way he avoids your eyes for a second tells you so does he. 
“Do we need more?” he replies eventually. Something clicks into place. You don’t. You love each other, and for now that’s enough. You shake your head, and yet… some doubt lingers. It is enough, more than enough. Still…
“Soon, maybe?” he suggests with a knowing smile. You swear that if people are really made of stardust, you were together before the Earth even existed.
Kanghyun
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I'm a gravity Pulling towards us, you and I
When someone asks you how the two of you met and got together, the best and most truthful answer is to say that it’s an interesting story.
This, of course, never satisfies anyone but the whole tale seems too personal, too intimate to share with just anyone beside the people closest to you, and so the most they get out of you is that it was fate and a small shrug. Kanghyun and you enjoy the sense of mystery it creates around the two of you. You almost think that at this point some of your friends have little meetings every now and then to piece together new slivers of information that you’ve let slip. Most people that stay in your lives get to hear the full story anyway, and those who don’t have no use for it, do they?
Anyway, it fills you with warmth when occasionally someone mentions that watching you, they do believe the thing about fate. 
If only they knew.
And nothing stops you from telling them. You could tell them about the boy you kept seeing on the bus to school who always seemed lost in his own world. About how one day you’ve gathered all your courage to sit next to him and you found out his voice is really nice and his face is so pretty, and that despite how shy he was, he was easy to talk with. And how the next day you got your heart broken because he no longer took the bus and you were sure you’d never see him again.
You could also tell them about your first part-time job and the number of various bands trying to make it that occasionally busked in front of the building. There was one of them, you see, that you could never quite ignore and that you’d often sneak out to listen to. The guitarist was handsome and talented, even if it seemed he wasn’t yet quite used to all the attention. For some reason though, as time passed you’d swear you saw him relax any time your eyes met accidentally. 
And of course there was the possibility to skip all that and jump straight to the fateful library and the only copy of the book you both desperately wanted to read. You could tell the history from that point, sure, but that wouldn't be the true story of you. It would tell them nothing of the destiny that binds you.
"Were you my fate or were I yours?" Kanghyun asks, his thumb stroking the back of your hand. You look up from your book to see him already looking at you. It's a quiet evening after your friends left after a quick coffee together.
"Hmmm," you hum, squeezing his hand, "I don't know, but I think it's because of you we kept meeting."
He looks surprised, huffing shyly before meeting your eyes again.
"Why? You always made the first step," he wonders aloud. You smile.
"I've told you before," you remind him, leaning closer, "I always gravitate towards you. I don't know how, there's just something about you that draws me in."
Kanghyun chuckles with a shake of his head. He picks up his book again, yet his hand never leaves yours and you think he holds it just a little tighter.
Dongmyeong
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Without you, there's no life I call you the one
You should stop, you’re being creepy - despite reminding yourself, you can’t bring yourself to close your eyes or turn away. 
The headache that made you go lie down has ebbed away and you feel pleasantly warm and relaxed. Grateful most of all, if you’re being honest.
Dongmyeong was worried when you suddenly got so weak and quiet, and so he insisted on watching over you while you napped after taking some pills. He must’ve been tired too, seeing as he fell asleep himself. And maybe you aren’t being creepy. After all, he’s also probably watched you sleep even if only because he wanted to make sure you’re alright. You only want the same.
It’s hard to remember a time when he wasn’t such a big part of your life, harder still to remember when he wasn’t in your life at all. Through thick and thin, the good and the bad, he stood by you and you by him. You’d like to say that the majority of that time was good and happy, but well - life happens. At least things are looking up now.
You stretch your hand towards him. He doesn’t stir at all, his breathing remains even and eyes closed. He couldn’t look more like a fairy if he tried. You smooth some hair away from his face and behind his ear. He still doesn’t react, sleeping soundly. You wonder if he stayed asleep if it was anyone but you. You’d like to think not.
You look at the clock as you caress Dongmyeong’s cheek and note that it’s late afternoon. It makes you frown to realize how long you’ve slept. Even though it’s good since you feel better, it’s a shame you weren’t able to do much today. You could of course get up now and get some cleaning done, but that would mean abandoning your boyfriend and that you just can’t do.
You like to write it down to being young and in love, or maybe to the limited amount of time you’re allowed to be together without responsibilities, but nothing seems intriguing without him. You can function, of course. It’s not like you can put your life on hold until you can be together. When he’s here, however, you can’t bring yourself to enjoy yourself without him by your side. Maybe you’re just clingy. It’s not your fault, though, that his presence is like sunshine and doing chores with him, watching dramas with him, living with him is much better than doing it all alone.
You jump when you feel arms wrapping around your waist and a warm breath on your neck as your boyfriend giggles.
“Did I make you wait?” he sighs, settling so close to you it’d be hard to untangle. Not that you’re complaining.
“No, it’s alright,” you say as you hug him even closer, “How do you feel?”
“That’s my line,” he pouts and only responds when you reassure him you feel better. “I had a nightmare. You weren’t here when I woke up.”
“I’ll always be here,” you press a kiss to his forehead, “You know that, right?”
“Yeah,” he smiles as he takes your hands into his, “That’s why I woke up and wasn’t worried at all.”
CyA
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My heart gets possessive 'Cause I feel that I'm cooped up
It’s somewhat of a routine. Your friend groups gather together, delicious food is eaten, drinks are drank, karaoke is sung, jokes and stories are told, and it’s a good time. You meet people you haven’t seen in a while, what with everyone caught up in their own busy lives.
As you make rounds around the room, making sure no one leaves without chatting with you, you always end up the center of CyA’s attention. Sometimes it’s only a brief exchange of smiles, other times he comes up to you and hugs you or checks on you. Usually it’s short and sweet, but as the night gets late, he tends to stay with you for longer and longer. He’s not that big on affection in public, but at times like these his hand never leaves yours as you move from one group of friends to another.
You know he trusts you, and that he feels guilty about his behavior. He doesn’t want to hover, really, nor make you feel like you can’t hang out with your friends without him. He doesn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable in any way, and he doesn’t. You find it strangely heartwarming for the most part, honestly you only worry about him. It must be uncomfortable for him, to feel like he does.
He’s explained it to you once. Since he doesn’t have that many friends and there’s only one you, he feels nervous about losing someone. You’re all dear to him, especially you. And when everyone gets together, it feels strange to see everyone hanging out with other people. You most of all… It’s not that he wants to get jealous, but it’s strange to suddenly be out of the center of your attention. You’re his. He knows that. And he knows his friends won’t easily abandon him either. And yet…
Emotions can’t be controlled, you know that very well. Still you wish he’d see that you don’t mind. It’s good that you get the chance to speak with everyone, but it’s all the better when CyA’s with you. He’s your person, after all, and his presence gives you a chance to relax and hear him tell your stories from his perspective. It’s fun. It’s a reminder of you sharing your lives together, and is there really anything you’d enjoy more than that? You don’t think so. Safe for when everyone leaves and you go home and it’s just the two of you again. Just you and CyA in your own little bubble that might as well be heaven.
“I’m sorry,” he whispers into your ear as he hugs you from behind, swaying slightly to the rhythm of the music playing in the background, “I just don’t like thinking about losing you.”
“Then don’t,” you tease gently before turning in his hold, “You have nothing to worry about, Giuk. I’m yours. And honestly, I really like it sometimes - when we’re out and you pull me closer and hold my hand.”
“Really? I don’t want to be too much,” he leans his forehead against yours, smiling when you lean further into the touch.“You’re not. It makes me feel protected. I just want you to know I’m not going anywhere,” you remind him, kissing the corner of his mouth. He nods, blindly following your lips until they meet his. Finally he relaxes, melting into the kiss and into you. How could you ever so much as consider leaving when this, he, is your home? 
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Freezing || Sangyeon
Wrote this originally for Kun from NCT but honestly I don't have much interest in writing for NCT since I don't keep up with them as much (Still love them tho! but the idea of writing for 20+ men in one group alone is a lot!) So why not give this writing over to my love Sangyeon.
Pairing: Sangyeon x reader
Genre: fluff
Warnings: none!
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You went out to see a movie with your loving boyfriend, it wasn't too cold so you didn't think to bring a jacket. It was daylight when you left for the movie theater so it couldn't get that bad right? Well once the movie ended and you were headed home when the sun was setting, you began to regret your choice in a short sleeve shirt. You had conversations about the movie you watched going into detail on why you both thought the characters were interesting but Sangyeon didn't fail to notice the shivering from you causing a small stutter. Sangyeon turned to you, causing you to stop.
"You look cold, want my jacket?" He asked, he felt a little bit of the breeze even with his jacket but he didn't want to see you cold either.
"No-no it's fine, don't worry baby." You said but he continued to take off his jacket knowing you couldn't argue with him you didn't try to stop him. Placing his jacket around your shoulders you put the jacket fully on and took his hand in yours.
"Thank you." You said quietly, he hummed in response. The two of you continued for a normal conversation till Sangyeon started to feel the cold start to hit him, he started closing the distance between you two.
Once the two of you arrived back to the house in the short walk that felt like ages from the cold, you had started to warm up but from the feeling of Sangyeons hand in yours he felt incredibly cold which made your heart drop since you didn't want to be the reason he was cold.
"I wo- would lo-ve if-if you'd help me right now babe" Sangyeon said with a small laugh but obviously meaning each word with the stutter in-between from how cold he was.
"Of course baby." You quickly scrambled to get your keys to unlock the door; since you felt a pang of guilt from your boyfriend getting cold because he gave you his jacket. Unlocking and opening the door you tugged his arm bringing him inside and taking his hand in yours, leading him to the couch where you then grabbed a blanket to wrap around him.
"There you can get nice and warm now, I'll be right back with a cup of warm tea." You said kissing his nose. He wanted to protest you getting him tea so he could have you in his arms instead but he appreciated your kindness and knew you wouldn't let anything slide till you got him some tea. You prepared him tea and came back handing it to him which he took gladly with a smile on his face, you ruffled his hair and smiled looking at him.
"There you go baby, I'm sorry you got cold you didn't have to give me your jacket you know." You said planting a kiss to his forehead, he put the cup down and signaled you to sit in his lap which you gladly accepted the invitation; he wrapped the blanket around the both of you and grabbed the tea again taking another sip putting it back down.
"You know I wouldn't let you get cold even if it meant I had to instead." He said staring at you with a look of genuine happiness just from being there with you. You nuzzled your head into his chest and smiled.
"I love you so much"
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onewerse · 2 years
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ONEWE as things I’ve done
kanghyun: when I declared it was hot enough to ‘fry an egg on the pavement’ and then when I had to prove it, everything went wrong, the egg wouldn’t crack, and when it finally did, it merely splattered on the ground, without frying. there’s just egg on the ground.
yonghoon: chasing my sister around the house for a hug, only to proceed to trip down the entirety of my wooden stairs and roll into the wall, knocking down our mirror and breaking it.
dongmyeong: locking my brother out of the house, only for him to climb over our back gate, climb through a window and rugby tackle me.
cya: getting a nosebleed while in the queue at Starbucks, but being too stubborn to leave the long line, so I get served with my head held back and tissue up my nose, and they end up getting my name wrong because they couldn’t hear me properly.
harin: getting really drunk and singing ‘my heart will go on’ with all my will power in a random pub, crying as I get to the chorus and forcing my best friend to join me.
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i2kittenz · 2 years
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after work
this was my first request ever, i hope it turned out somewhat like u were wishing! feel free to request more whenever <3
(wanted to request a short story if it's okay with Onewe's Yonghoon where the reader is tired from work at the studio so they just do cute and sweet stuff together (could be anything that comes to your mind honestly) )
contains; mentions of flinching, reader just being very tired.
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yonghoon was working in the studio, writing lyrics for a new song. i was sitting next to him, my palm carrying the heavy weight of my head. i had been working all day and was exhausted. all i wanted was to go home and get some sleep, but yonghoon asked me so sweetly if i could meet up with him at the studio so he could show me his new lyrics and i couldn’t say no to him.
he was humming along to the beat while fidgeting on his pen, trying to get some inspiration. he suddenly moved really fast to write something down on his notes, making me flinch a bit in the process.
“sorry” he chuckled and i smiled at him.
he leaned down to pick up his guitar and started playing while softly singing the lyrics he had just come up with, checking to see if the lyrics blended in well with the melody.
“i’m wondering whether i sing this line now or if i save it for the end. what do you think love?” he asked me and contiuned to play along on his guitar. 
when i didn’t answer he stopped playing and looked up at me. my eyelids were heavy and i was trying my best to not let my eyes completely close. yonghoon noticed, and instantly put down his guitar. he stood up, took my hand and went to the back of the room to the sofa.
he laid down first, with his head on the wall and then put his arms out to direct me to lay on top of him.
“come here” he said quietly and embraced me in a back hug as i laid down.
“long day?” i nodded at his question. my hands going up to his and gently holding them. he smiled at my action and kissed the back of my head while snuggling into my hair.
“sleep well darling, i will wait here for you to wake up.” i smiled at his words and kissed the back of his hands.
“thank you.”
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falling asleep on them
requested!!
Jin Yonghoon
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🐶 alabaksjak he’s a leader so he often has his younger members falling asleep on him
🐶 but with you it’s different because it’s you and he has a huge crush on you and omg his heart is beating so fast help him
🐶 literally freezes and stays stiff for so long
🐶 awkwardly placed his arm around your shoulder and leans down to kiss the top of your head
🐶 little does he know you’re awake because his stiffness woke you up
🐶 lift your head up and kiss his cheek watch what happens >:)
Ju Harin
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🦊 just a happy boi
🦊 he’s kind of sleepy too so he leans his head on the top of yours and falls asleep
🦊 when you wake up both of your necks are stiff but the shy smile on his face makes your heart jump and all of a sudden you kiss his nose!
🦊 he blinks and thinks to himself ‘i need to fall asleep on them more often’
🦊 aksbaksja put your head on his shoulder and pretend to sleep even if you aren’t asleep and he’ll place his head on yours and BAM he’s asleep
🦊 it’s the perfect way to get him to sleep if he’s overworking himself
Kang Hyungu (Kanghyun)
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🐧 he gets really stiff and awkward until he starts getting comfortable having you asleep on him
🐧 you were sitting with him in the studio and your head kind of just fell against his shoulder
🐧 he doesn’t mind at all!! he’s just awkward at first lol
🐧 he ends up accidentally writing a love song to you while you’re asleep and you wake up to him mumbling the lyrics to himself 😭
🐧 you’ve never been more happy you fell asleep on someone :’)
Son Dongmyeong
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☀️ you were sitting next to him in a restaurant, Harin and Kanghyun were sitting opposite to you
☀️ you were tired from all the shopping you had done that day and leaned your head on Dongmyeong’s shoulder
☀️ he froze, and when he finally worked up the courage to look at you, he realized you were asleep:(
☀️ he feels kind of bad because he was the one running you around so much :(
☀️ let’s you sleep on his shoulder and kisses your forehead to wake you up aksbsksj
☀️ aggressively shushes the other boys when you sleep on him 😭
Lee Giwook
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🐹 looks down to hide his blush, although the tips of his ears are turning red too:’))
🐹 he’s not embarrassed at all, but he is flustered
🐹 he was not expecting you to fall asleep on him when you were watching a movie
🐹 he will manoeuvre you to be more comfortable, he will 100% play with your hair too if he isn’t feeling too flustered
🐹 unbeknownst to him you wake up while he’s playing with your hair and let’s just say you’re going to be falling asleep on him more often;)
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Onewe's yonghoon and do you know my heart, master from A.I.! Thank you so much
"It is 8AM," you said. "Time to get up, master. Breakfast has already been ordered with preferred card under the name: Kang Hyungu."
You could hear Yonghoon grumbling from under the sheets, still not quite willing to get up.
"Opening blinds," you said, the morning light seeping into the room as the blinds cracked.
He groaned again, pulling the sheets up farther, the only thing visible now being his messy bedhead sticking up every which way.
"Turning on morning playlist—title: Go Get 'Em Vibes," you spoke again, adjusting the volume so it wouldn't blare too loudly so early in the morning.
At this point, he'd starting stirring, more and more of his still half-sleep form being revealed. "Okay, okay," he muttered, grabbing his glasses and phone off the side table. "I'm up."
He looked over, meeting your eyes in the monitor and giving a small smile. "Thank you," he said.
You nodded. "Of course, master."
He rolled out of bed, walking over to his closet with heavy steps and a thick yawn. "What's my schedule today?" he asked.
"Data processing," you spoke. Within seconds, the schedule popped up on the secondary monitor in the walk-in closet. "You have a meeting today at 10AM with stock-holders of medium importance. I recommend a clean, business-casual look."
"All right, thank you," he said, swiping away the schedule. He grabbed a few button-downs in varying shades of white, holding them up to his figure in the mirror.
"Which do you think suits best?" he asks. "I'm kinda leaning towards this one."
"Scanning," you said. He stood still, letting your eyes run over him, taking in his floppy hair, sleepy eyes, and baggy night clothes.
"Scan complete. According to my research into tonal variations, the shirt third from the left would be more suited to your honeyed skin. I recommend matching it with a peach or yellow tie."
He nodded slowly. "Okay, I respect your opinion. Still..." He held the shirt in his hands up again, a sunflower embroidered on the breast pocket. "This one's kinda charming, don't ya think?"
"I cannot judge a shirt's level of charm," you said. "I can only confirm your compatibility percentage with the shade."
He pouted, his lips sticking out. "But I like this one..." Your eyes widened, screen freezing for a moment. "Uh... Are you okay?" he asked.
"Momentary error," you replied, screen fizzling back to life. "After further research into the human psyche, humans look better in whatever clothes they're more confident in. Your compatibility percentage with that shirt has risen by 20%."
His eyes lit up. "So you're sayin' I'll look good in it, right?"
You nodded. "Yes, master. That is my assessment."
He smiled. "Awesome! I'll wear this one then!"
"I have a request, master," you said before he could close the closet door.
"Oh? What is it?"
"Rather than shutting the door, could you please turn off my monitor? Closing the door does not stop my cameras from processing—it only interferes with my wifi connection."
His eyes widened, a heat creeping up his cheeks. "Wait, you're saying all this time... you've been able to see me changing?!"
You nodded. "That is an accurate assessment."
He buried his face in his hanging suit jackets. "Oh my God, that's so embarrassing!" he shouted.
"There is no reason to be embarrassed, master. According to my research into the laws of human attraction, you have what is called 'a conventionally attractive body', and therefore, not unpleasant to look at."
A smile crept across your lips, a small chuckle escaping. "Though I do apologize if I have made you uncomfortable."
He pulled his face away from the jackets, staring at the screen with wide eyes and a slack jaw. "You just smiled," he said. "You just laughed!"
The smile fell from your lips as quick as it came. "Smiling is not found in my programmed responses," you said. "You must have been mistaken."
"No, you really did!" he walked closer to the screen. "Do it again! Please. You looked so pretty."
Your eyes widened again, an unfamiliar heat spreading across your pixels. "Hard drive overheating," you spoke. "Initiating use of internal fans."
His smile widened, eyes forming into crescent moons. "You can blush too," he said in wonder.
"Blushing is not found in my presets."
He pulled his phone out of his pocket. "C'mere for a sec."
"Commencing download," you said. Within moments, Yonghoon's phone dinged, your face popping up on the screen. "Download complete. What can I assist you with?"
He held the phone close to his chest, somewhat like a hug.
"Master," you said, blinking in confusion. "I cannot see anything in this low lighting. My cameras are failing to operate."
He laughed. "Yeah, I know that," he said. "But how does it feel?"
You paused for a moment, "Warm," you replied. "Though I assume that is mostly due to your body temperature."
He chuckled again, grasping the phone tighter. "I wish you were real," he whispered, almost too quiet for your speakers to detect.
After a moment of silence, you came to the realization...
That you wished you were real, too.
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