monsta x / fake dating
warning: bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though. lower-case intended.
requested by @sweeticeream.
↣ shownu
frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)
when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it
why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?
you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes
so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt
and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes
sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company
which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you
it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)
you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade
but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year
and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding
the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love
but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you
there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here
but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”
that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”
you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down
but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i would mind.”
so, that was that, then
“oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”
“i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”
yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative
↣ wonho
it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both
a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot
and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?
he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room
or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to
and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that
but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”
and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot
and there it was
the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous
god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though
“so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes
he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”
cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”
“oh, that.”
silence
honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now
but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”
oh, well okay, but what does that mean????
your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else
something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear
but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it
so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? 🤷🏻♀️
↣ minhyuk
honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke
everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”
so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”
it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable
like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be
but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this
you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest
because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk
it was barely there, though!
you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all
but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you
and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now
and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!
minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe
but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??
did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??
alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend
and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him
so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating
your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding
except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him
he’d always use the boyfriend card
“how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”
and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”
he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh
but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him
↣ kihyun
okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating
you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take
he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”
(really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)
and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this
until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”
and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank
kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around
so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer
and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”
partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away
you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else
preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you
but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other
you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look
“what the hell happened????”
finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”
you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend
“people just overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”
oh. well
“he wasn’t—i was just—”
but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying
“yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”
“why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin
kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you
your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)
and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?
and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess
“i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”
you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things
one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating
and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart
↣ hyungwon
hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident
he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion
but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him
and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was
he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager
he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day
“this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked
hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office
but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”
and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”
cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager
eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not
but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh, maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?
it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people
and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone
and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now
you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager
but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house
and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses
so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”
“uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”
“there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”
oh, okay, then
now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great
“i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”
“that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”
hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”
you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast
(was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)
“t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”
“i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly
“yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”
quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”
oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself
“why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”
he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—
but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”
↣ jooheon
you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar
so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships
“they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out
“okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”
he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed
“that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”
dumb or not, it worked
finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks
it was a dream come true
and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!
you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”
jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”
funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit
your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times
and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)
nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)
so it was all fun and games
until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a long time
jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”
but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night
when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised
so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights
“you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”
jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny
“you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”
you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier
but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you
“so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked
he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”
“for our date,” he explained.
“oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”
“no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”
↣ i.m
he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)
there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take
and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything
or so he said
you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever
how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!
you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town
their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)
the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments
you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your real family
it was crushing
you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home
and now you were lying to them
so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives
he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)
“okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”
???????
he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else
but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings
“changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”
he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head
“i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”
you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”
he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”
you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped
swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”
“i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”
you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”
“it’s already obvious, dimwit.”
“are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”
he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”
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Hi! Can i request something like the reader wants to suck Wonho's nipples?
I was thinking a lot about this...🥴🥴
You Want to What?
Pairing: Shin Hoseok (Wonho) x Female Reader
Word Count: 1.4k
Warnings: Fluff, mature language/cursing, smut, not 100% proofread
Smut Warnings: Body worship (m receiving), nipple play (both m and f receiving), groping, dry humping, coming in pants
a/n- i am so sorry this took so long to write but thank you for being patient with me and um this is something that plagues my mind CONSTANTLY like tysm for requesting that. .
anyways- pls enjoy the blurb
He was somehow even more shocked when he heard you repeat it. “But, why? Why would you want to suck my nipples?” What a stupid question. “Look at them! They’re perfect.” Hoseok had backed away from your curious hands that had started to reach for his chest, but his lower back had hit the kitchen counter.
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“You want to what?” Hoseok’s eyebrows were mixed in with his hairline and his cheeks were the reddest they have ever been once your request met his ears. “I want to suck your nipples.”
“You like to suck on my boobs and nipples, so why can’t I do the same with yours?” He didn’t respond, his eyes were casted down, presumably looking at his own chest. “I mean, I guess you could. Are we gonna do this right now or next time we have sex?” Even his ears were flushed with embarrassment as he looked back up at you, he saw that your eyes were blown with lust and that those same eyes weren’t looking at his face.
“I don’t want to wait but since this is going to be new for you, we can do it whenever you want.” Hoseok thought about it for a few seconds, flexing his pecs and then releasing them, watching them under his shirt. He looked almost insecure, which was the last thing he should ever feel.
Looking up from his chest, he made eye contact with you, and although you were wet at the thought of playing with his chest like he does yours, you offered him a gentle smile. He received the message subconsciously and nodded.
He was the first one to take a step towards you, but you weren’t far behind. Your lips met first and your hands were placed on his firm chest, you always laid them there when you kissed but this seemed different.
Normally, your hands would stay flat on his chest, but this time you squeezed around his mounds and listened to the gasp that escaped his mouth. It caused your lips to disconnect, and you leaned back to look at him. “Do you want to keep going?” This was new for him, and you didn’t want to rush anything.
“Please, don’t stop.” You just smirked and started walking backwards, out of the kitchen and towards the living room. Hoseok immediately followed you, close enough for your hands to reach out and grab the hem of his muscle tee.
Hoseok came closer to reconnect your lips but before you let him do that, you pulled his shirt up and over his head, revealing what you’ve been drooling over since you’ve met him. His pecs. “Fuck, Hoseok, I love your tits.” You saw the blush that appeared on his face and then bent down to bring your lips to the level which his right nipple was.
Instead of instantly wrapping your lips around the bud, you used it to trace your lips, feeling the slight tickle the friction brought. You could feel Hoseok’s eyes looking down at you, almost curiously. But he was still self-conscious. “Hey um, Y/n can we move this to the couch or bedroom so we aren’t standing in the middle room, and can you take your shirt off too?”
You giggled at his shyness, but still led him to your couch. Pushing him to sit down, you stood up long enough to take off your own shirt, and then straddled his lap. He gasped once the heat of your cunt was up against his hardening dick. Although you had on sweats and Hoseok, a pair of loose basketball shorts, you could still feel each other.
“Y/n, please, need you.” He bucked his hips up into yours, trying to receive any kind of friction he could get, but you weren’t done playing with him, worshipping him. “Hm, I’m not done yet though.” He just whined and clenched his hands into fists, trying to keep his hips still.
You let your hands wander around his firm chest, feeling the muscles jump and tense underneath your palms. The man underneath you kept switching his gaze between your roaming hands making contact to his chest or your curious eyes. But when he felt you pinch his nipples his head fell back and his eyes closed, enjoying the new feeling of pleasure and slight pain. When you pinched a bit tighter his mouth fell open and his hips rose up. When you tweaked his nipple sharper and sharper a long moan was released from the back of his throat that turned into a whimper.
When you released his nipples, Hoseok could still feel the pain linger and his nipples and areolas were left slightly puffy. The pleasurable sting, however, was quickly soothed by a warm and wet feeling. He looked down at you and the sight itself made his cock twitch. Your lips were enclosed around his left nipple and his right was being rubbed by the pad of your thumb.
Whimpers were heard coming from Hoseok, who seemingly enjoyed this, maybe even more than you. Which was hard to believe with how much arousal was starting to drip down your thighs, surely visible through your sweatpants. “Why didn’t we do this sooner?” Hoseok choked out as you rolled your hips into his, your mouth switching to the other nipple, leaving the other covered in spit. Too focused on the inner goal you had, to make Hoseok cum like this, to answer his question.
You knew that he was already being stimulated from the attention his nipples were receiving but to make him cum in his pants, you were going to have to speed up your hips and add more pressure. So, that’s exactly what you did, and Hoseok’s cries were enough to let you know that he was enjoying this.
Taking a break on sucking the buds, you started to suck the skin of his pecs, aiming to leave marks on the mounds. After sucking particularly deep on some spots, you made sure to lick over it to ease the forming bruise, always catching his nipple in the trail of your tongue.
You did this while you continuously rolled your hips into his, the two of you were humping each other like animals in heat at this point, only thinking about the chase of your release and making it to the edge or euphoria. Finally giving his now swollen and bruised chest a break, your once occupied lips made their way up to him, something Hoseok has been praying for, just to feel your lips on his again.
“Y/n, I’m gonna cum in my fucking pants if you keep doing that.” Hoseok moaned into your mouth, you smiled with an open mouth too fucked out, without even having him in you, to comprehend anything anymore. You finally got to live out the fantasy that always made its way into your head when you were getting yourself off. “I want you to- you to cum in your pants, for me.”
Feeling your sweatpants pull with each thrust caused your panties to rub against your clit, with the feeling of Hoseok being pressed up against you, you were getting close as well. “I’m gonna cum too Hoseok. So close.”
Your nails dug into his scalp, his hips snapping into yours, and soon the both of you were crying out into the other’s mouth, lust blown eyes, the aroma of sex, the bruises blooming on Hoseok’s chest, all of it got to you and you couldn’t hold off anymore. The dam within you burst and you were cumming on top of Hoseok, him following quickly after you.
When your highs subsided, the aura was different on both of your sides, while Hoseok’s was slight embarrassment from how much he liked that, and yours was from your ego being stroked, the ability to make Hoseok cum in his pants was something you’d never not pat yourself on the back for. “Thank you for letting me do that, I really enjoyed it and it seems like you did too.” He smiled and looked down at the crotch of his shorts, seeing a dark spot made his eyes shoot up to yours, not wanting to see his mess.
“Don’t worry baby, it just means you liked it, and I know I did.” Your grin made Hoseok slightly worried of what else was circling in your head but if any of it was like this, he couldn’t wait to try it, in fact, “Can we do this again sometime soon?”
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Day 5 | Lee Hoseok
Paring: Lee Hoseok x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: none
Rating: G
Word Count: 953
Prompt: Christmas Movie Marathon
Masterlist
Tags: @doveslittlekpoparchive @choicethot @xosunny @heaviihamonii
It was roughly 6:30 in the afternoon when Y/N walked through the door and was greeted with the smell of freshly made popcorn and an array of snacks on the coffee table. For a moment, she paused, trying to think of what made the occasion so special for such a feast for two people.
Turning her head only slightly to meet the home screen of a festive Netflix line-up, her eyes widened momentarily with surprise. Snuggled on the plush couch, Hoseok had set out their favorite fuzzy blankets, and softly glowing fairy lights twinkled from behind the TV set, casting a warm glow across the room, inviting a glow against the dimming evening light.
“You did all this?” Y/N asked, her voice laced with astonishment as she took in the cozy ambiance, her lips curling into an appreciative smile. Hearing the door close, Hoseok looked up, his face splitting into a dimple-showing grin.
“You texted me saying you had a stressful day. I thought this might help,” Hoseok explained, his voice soft but firm in its sincerity. He simply shrugged, the grin never leaving his face, and opened his arms in invitation.
Gently, he tugged her down to join him on the couch. Their hands instinctively sought out each other’s, the familiar intertwining of their fingers comforting her instantly. As they settled under the warmth of the neon-colored fuzzy blankets, the aroma of hot chocolate wafted from the side table, and the snowfall outside seemed less intimidating.
“So, what’s the plan for this grand feast?” Y/N questioned, her curiosity piqued.
Hoseok laughed light-heartedly, his eyes twinkling brightly under the fairy lights. His following words were barely a whisper as he leaned in closer, “A Christmas movie marathon - of the shitty sort,” he revealed with a chuckle, snuggling into their blankets, one hand reaching over to quickly press play on the remote. “I hope that sounds great.”
As the opening credits began to roll, Y/N could only laugh along, knowing full well that this would be an evening she definitely would not forget. Even though the prospect of watching questionable quality Christmas movies wasn’t exactly appealing, she already felt the tension from her workday ebbing away, replaced by a sense of comfort and warmth. In the end, she knew it was less about the movies and more about the company and the atmosphere Hoseok had so thoughtfully created.
They nestled deeper into the blankets, Y/N’s head comfortably resting on Hoseok’s shoulder, her laugh muffled into the thick fabric as she caught a glimpse of the cheesy holiday films they were about to endure.
They began the marathon with a film whose plot revolved around a reindeer getting lost in New York City. Not even 15 minutes into the movie, and they were both chuckling at the ridiculous storyline. In between mouthfuls of popcorn, Y/N mockingly commented on the movie characters’ unrealistic reactions, resulting in spirited debates that had them both giggling uncontrollably.
Hoseok, feeling the playful tension, cheekily threw a popcorn kernel at the screen just as an actor made a hilariously dramatic declaration of love. They laughed so hard at this that their sides hurt. This playful banter became a pattern as they cycled through a series of films that were each more ludicrous than the last.
At one point, they came across a movie featuring a Santa who forgot it was Christmas Eve. Y/N jokingly said, “Now that’s a plot twist,” Hoseok, unable to control his mirth, sent a cascade of popcorn kernels toward the screen in response. Their laughter echoed in the warm atmosphere, a beautiful symphony of joy more captivating than any movie plot.
As they made their way through the stack of movies, their laughter sounded like music against the backdrop of the softly playing TV. Amidst the flickering fairy lights, this was their perfect sanctuary under the warm blankets as they let the cheesy films wash over them in a tide of shared amusement and pure contentment. And so, the evening wore on, with no sign of the cozy movie marathon ending anytime soon.
As they spent more time, they noticed how each movie seemed to have its own unique brand of cheesy charm. The plotlines were predictable, the dialogues hilariously cliché, and the characters uniformly over the top, but in their own way, these elements made the experience all the more fun. Because with every exaggerated plot twist and over-acted line, it was another opportunity for Y/N and Hoseok to jest, their banter flowing easily as they picked apart
The quirky universe of each film. As another implausible plot twist unfolded on the giant screen, Hoseok leaned over, whispering, “My theory is all these characters are secretly alien spies.” Y/N stifled a laugh, replying with a raised eyebrow, “And their mission is spreading the worst fashion trends in the universe?”
They found joy in the harmless ridicule, every shared laugh bringing warmth into the room. Their playful exchanges initially stemmed from a need to lighten the mood, but with every comment and shared smile came a sense that they were becoming something beyond friends. It was a silent evolution, subtle yet profound.
The last end credits began to roll. Hoseok turned to Y/N, his eyes seeking out hers in the dim light. He asked, uncertainty coloring his voice, “Did it make your day any better?”
Y/N glanced at him, a small, still somewhat sad, yet noticeably happier smile gracing her lips. “Yes,” she replied, her voice steady. “It did.”
Hoseok paid close attention to her smile, a smile soon flicking on his face once he realized hers was genuine. He nodded, pulling her into a soft and loving kiss.
“One more movie?”
“Yes, one more movie!”
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