boyfriend!ricky thoughts bc that’s my man!!
boyfriend!ricky who is so soft spoken and gentle with you, even during your disagreements. he doesn’t want to be mean to you, ever. it makes his heart ache if the anger he’s usually so good at covering up slips through his calm demeanour and causes him to say things he would never mean; spends so much time gently mending your heart after fights, whether he was mean or not, just because he hates fighting either way.
boyfriend!ricky who is so particular about his skincare and hygiene products but will always steal your shampoo if he can. pretends he doesn’t know what you’re talking about when you jokingly pester him, only for him to slip up with a giggle. says he likes the smell to be around him all day, because it feels like you’re with him (he’s a charmer)
boyfriend!ricky who gets soooo cocky when you compliment him, cheesy grin on his face as he eggs you on to say more about him. oh you like his hair? what else? you think he did well on stage? great, anything else?? it’s so endearing, the way he’s shyly smiling to himself while your praise him, it’s hard to not pepper his face in kisses and tell him every little detail you love about him. the way his ears turn red is just another bonus to the lovelicky phenomenon 🫶🏻
boyfriend!ricky who sends you details for upcoming dramas, asking which one you want to watch with him. it’s a commitment and not a suggestion, which means you’ll have to either be cuddled up right next to him every time a new episode comes out, or you need to make time so you can facetime and watch the episode together that way if you can’t be together in person. loves to share his unwinding time with you <3
boyfriend!ricky who is, contrary to his looks, the softest man to ever grace your life. sososo soft at heart and so genuinely in love it almost hurts. very in tune with your feelings and while he does sometimes struggle with communicating or expressing his feelings, you can count on him to always try and offer you the best version of himself. wants to be someone you can rely and fall back on. very much the enamoured type :(( 🫶🏻
boyfriend!ricky who has the money to buy you all the luxuries in the world — which he does — but he loves surprising you with little trinkets he finds on his shopping tours. he loves gifting you things, big or small, and there’s something so inherently lovely about receiving small, seemingly unimportant gifts that are actually so well thought out. ricky knows you incredibly well, so he doesn’t need to break the bank to make you happy, even if he likes to do just that just as much. one day he’ll come home with matching bracelets that cost him hundreds, and the next he will silently hand you a matching keychain he got from a little diy stand, all while he has that adorable, shy smile on his face. 🫶🏻
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“forget? you?” — shb x gen!reader
a little something i wrote to get back into my writing flow!
ex!hanbin has been plaguing my mind for a while now. the type to make the heart wrenching decision to break up with you to follow his dreams in hopes of finding what he wanted in the spotlight, ready to sacrifice the comfort of your embrace to chase what he has been dreaming of for years.
“thank you for always being by my side, but i don’t know if i can be happy if i don’t try one last time. i don’t want to break your heart, angel, but will you let me go?”
and you did. of course you did, how could you not? you could always see the sparkle in his eyes when he showed you a new choreography he made, the longing in his gaze when watching others dance on the same stages he could only dream of being on. you knew he was happy with you, you knew he loved you. he was happy, loved and comfortable, yet unfulfilled. because while you would give him every single star in the night sky if you could, no amount of your love would sustain his desire to become the shiniest star of them all himself.
so you let him go, gave him your blessing and told him to better make it to the top so your love was not given up in vain.
you had never seen hanbin cry so much before.
“i promise, angel. i’ll carry you with me in my heart.”
and truth be told, ex!hanbin held his promise. he made it. a leader, a highly sought after visual, a mc, a vocalist.
he’s not your binnie anymore. he’s not the one waking up an hour before your alarm to make you breakfast anymore. he’s not picking you up from work with that sweet smile and a smoothie in his hand. he doesn’t try to teach you his choreos anymore. he doesn’t giggle at you while fixing your hair anymore.
on days where it’s especially hard you catch yourself wishing you had refused, had kept him close to you. had begged him to stay back, to not sacrifice all the serene happiness you shared; but then you snap back to reality, the realisation that these selfish thoughts keep crawling their way up making you feel guilty.
it’s a sick twist of fate, you think, when you happen to walk past a wall of support ads for him plastered along your way. you don’t know whether to laugh or cry; whether you should be elated he is receiving an amount of love you could never have given him or whether you should be hurt and bitter that all this meant more to him than you seemingly ever did.
it’s not fair to compare like that, you know that, but it’s not like he’s there to defend himself. he’s never there anymore.
in your inner frenzy, the internal fight between wanting to support the man you still love oh so deeply and the selfish wish to have kept him for yourself, you bump into someone, misty eyes barely focused enough to notice the person in front of you.
you look up briefly to apologise, wanting nothing more than to get away from this overstimulating throwback to your better times, only to realise that the devil — angel — himself is standing right there.
right there, in front of you. sung hanbin. your binnie.
you know it’s him immediately despite the mask he’s wearing. the all too familiar sparkle in his eyes and his pretty lashes that you know all too well blinking back at you in shock, his eyes desperately darting over your face in an attempt to drink in every little change and detail.
you’re just about to speak when he turns at the sound of his name, which is when you finally realise the crowd standing not too far away, observing him like hawks and pointing their phones at him.
right. he’s idol binnie now.
so you bow politely and leave, trying your best to manoeuvre through the crowd. your heart is beating in your ears, your thoughts all jumbled and confused. you haven’t seen him in so long. not in person, anyways, and now you’re running away? what else could you have done?
it’s like you’re on autopilot, not even noticing you’ve made your way back home until you’re stood in front of your apartment. it’s then when you’re about to unlock your door, planning to crawl into bed and never come back out, that your phone vibrates.
first once, then twice.
“i don’t know if you want to talk to me anymore, but i was happy to see you today. even if it was really short.”
“i miss you.”
“you didn’t forget?”
“forget? you?”
“i could never. i love you.”
”did you ever think about dating an idol?”
ex!hanbin who, i think, would give it all up to follow his dream only to realise every single version of his future had you in it. and now he’s here, trying to win you back, hoping it’s not too late. because ex!hanbin is not only a romantic, but also in love. deeply, unabashedly in love.
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i love having adhd and waiting for a phone call that should happen “at noon” which means i’ll be incapable of doing ANYTHING until the phone call happens while also simultaneously having severe social anxiety so i’m currently sitting around doing nothing while my body thinks i’m being hunted down by a predator
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