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blu-joons · 1 year

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When He Notices Your Baby Bump For The First Time ~ BTOB Reaction

Eunkwang:

“I can really see it now,” Eunkwang accidentally spoke aloud as he watched you walk around the apartment, getting a rare side view of you that allowed him to see your bump.

Your shoulders shrugged as a giggle escaped trying to figure Eunkwang out. “I’m hoping your talking about the bump and not my bum, it’s all getting big with this pregnancy.”

“Of course, I mean the bump, but the bum thing isn’t such a bad thing either.”

Your head shook at Eunkwang’s remark, a snigger coming from him as he knew he was pushing the boundaries. “You’re lucky I’m pregnant otherwise you’d be in big trouble for saying that to me Seo Eunkwang.”

“I can definitely see that you’re pregnant now,” Eunkwang chuckled, “I’ve blinked and suddenly you’re really pregnant Y/N.”

“I’ve not been faking it for the first few weeks,” you laughed in reply, “I’ve really been pregnant all this time you know.”

“But seeing it is different,” he whispered, “like there really is a little life there.”

“I know, our little life too.”

Minhyuk:

“Since when did you suddenly have such a prominent bump,” Minhyuk mumbled behind you, wrapping his arm over your waist as he cuddled up to you, waiting for his alarm.

You nuzzled back to press yourself against Minhyuk’s chest, “doesn’t it just feel like all of a sudden it’s really starting to show? A couple of days ago there was nothing there to feel.”

“It feels like the first proper sign that we’re having a baby, it’s finally sinking in.”

You hummed in agreement with Minhyuk as his hand traced over your bump, trying to encourage you to sleep for a few more minutes. “Just wait until we lay like this and you start feeling their little kicks.”

“Don’t,” Minhyuk chuckled, already feeling his stomach knot with excitement. “I can’t wait for what we’ve got to come our way Y/N.”

“Me too,” you smiled, closing your eyes as a yawn escaped from you. “Do you think we’re ready to have a baby Min?”

“It’s too late now,” he teased, “but I do. We make the best team in my opinion.”

“And in my opinion too.”

Changsub:

“There really is a bump there,” Changsub murmured as he came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and feeling against your tummy, catching the curve of your bump.

You tilted your head to look back at Changsub, looking at him in bemusement. “What did you think I was growing here? You sound surprised to realise that there’s a bump here.”

“It’s overwhelming being able to finally feel it for myself, not just hear about it.”

Changsub’s hands continued to move around your stomach as he searched to find out all of the little features of your bump. “How do you think you’ll be in a few months when my bump sticks out so far?”

“I think I could cry already,” Changsub honestly admitted, “I think the best way to describe how I’ll be in a while is just a complete mess.”

“You can’t cry on me, my hormones are all over the place and can’t be dealing with you,” you joked, hitting against his arm.

“We can cry together,” Changsub suggested, “this poor baby will be a wreck.”

“What are we going to do Sub?”

Hyunsik:

“Wow,” you heard Hyunsik whisper as you massaged your hands over your bump, rubbing around it in circles as you tried your best to keep it moisturised. “It’s really there now.”

A chuckle came from you as Hyunsik commented on his observation. “You know this bump has been here for a good few weeks now, it’s not just magically appeared like nothing.”

“I’d never really spotted it before, but watching you then I could really see it.”

You smiled widely across at Hyunsik, enthused by the excitement that was so clear in his voice as he watched on. “It’s already getting so big to care for, who knows what I’ll be like taking care of this in a few months.”

“You’ve got me to help you,” Hyunsik reminded you, offering you a wide grin, “you’ll be fed up with me sticking around that bump of yours.”

“No way,” you protested with a laugh, “these days I think I’ll be glad of all the support that I can get in a couple of months' time.”

“I bet you’ll get annoyed,” Hyunik vowed, “you’ll be kicking me out of the house.”

“I bet that’ll never happen.”

Peniel:

“I can see it,” Peniel suddenly announced as you lifted your shirt over the top of your head, brows furrowing as you looked to him in confusion whilst getting your pyjama shirt.

You’d not seen Peniel’s smile so wide in a long time as he refused to look away from you. “What can you see?” You asked him, not making sense of what was going on at all.

“I can see your bump, just then, I could really see the definition at the bottom.”

You glanced down to your bump, cupping underneath it exactly where Peniel had noticed it beginning to show. “This past week it's grown loads, I’ll be huge in a matter of days at the rate I’m growing.”

“I’m so excited,” Peniel whispered as you placed your new shirt on before walking across to the bed, taking a seat right beside Peniel.

“It feels a bit more real now being able to actually see it,” you whispered, deciding to rest your head against Peniel’s shoulder.

“I’ll take care of you,” he promised, “and this ever growing bump at the same time too.”

“We’re both very lucky with you.”

Sungjae:

“Look at you,” Sungjae chimed as he watched you walk down the stairs in your dress for the evening, unable to hide his smile as he noticed a hint of your bump showing through.

As you looked to Sungjae you followed his gaze to where he was looking. “It’s a little tighter than I wanted it to be, I don’t think I’ll be able to hide my bump tonight though.”

“I don’t want you to hide your bump, I want to show it off to everyone who’s there.”

A chuckle came from you as Sungjae closed the distance between the two of you, wrapping his arm around your waist. “Half of my wardrobe isn’t going to fit me soon, it’s already a bit of a struggle to find something.”

“Don’t worry,” Sungjae whispered, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “you could wear anything and you’d still look beautiful in my opinion Y/N.”

“You have to say that,” you jokingly challenged, “I’m pregnant with your baby, if you’re mean to me then I’ll make sure I get my revenge.”

“I’m being serious,” he assured you, “you look even better now your bump is showing too.”

“It’ll take a while to get used to this.”

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aerendezvous · 1 year

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HAPPY 11TH YEAR BTOB & ILHOON 💙

FOREVER AND ALWAYS WITH BTOB 💙 11 YEARS WITH ILHOON

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bangtanboyz22 · 2 years

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Hello, can you do a 7+8 (PrompList1) BtoB Lee ChangSub?

Thanks

Pairing: Lee ChangSub x reader

#7: "You look really cute in that sweater."

#8: "I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes."

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The two of you were getting ready to go out to eat with the rest of the group. You were struggling to find a shirt that you wanted to wear until you caught a glimpse of one of ChangSub's sweaters. Once you put it on and were satisfied with how you looked, you made your way to where he was sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone.

"Wow! You look really cute in that sweater," he said smiling at you. At first you could tell that he hadn't noticed it was his sweater. Recognition flows through him making his eyes go a bit wider.. "Wait, isn't that my sweater?" he asks you touching the material.

"Yes I couldn't find anything I wanted to wear and saw your sweater that looked really comfy," you began explaining to him why you chose to wear his sweater and not a shirt of your own. Before you could go on and explain further he brought you into a kiss.

"It's okay I like seeing you in my clothes. Let's get going before we're late." he said kissing your forehead before taking your hand and leading you out to the car.

Once the two of you were in the restaurant and were about halfway through your meal, you felt him lean over to whisper in your ear.

"I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes." he told you before kissing your cheek and rubbing his hand up and down your arm. You blushed a bit in return not expecting him to whisper that in your ear. The two of you then finished your meal with the boys before heading back home to relax before going to bed with you still in his sweater.

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kpopjust4u · 1 year

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I’m always here

Post Date: 10th March 2023 Content: Fluff - BtoB Changsub x GN!Reader WC: 1K TW?: Colleagues/ Coworker!Changsub/ Two curse words Request?: Yes

Masterlist Prompt list

Prompts: 8 - “Did you mean to say that?” 17 - “I care for you” 45 - “Please don’t cry”

Just another day in the office, another day where you're ready to slam your head against your desk.

It wasn't that you hated the job itself, the pay was pretty decent, and you got on with your colleagues, but the customers you have to deal with over the phone regularly test your patience. No matter how hard you try to be polite and patient with them, they push every button.

"Please bare with me, I am only trying to help you." You sigh down the phone at the customer screaming at you down the other end, in fact bursting your eardrum with how loud they are.

Opposite you, your coworker, Changsub, looks at you with worry plastering his face, watching how your eyes well up with tears. You massage your temple as you try to get a word in but the customer on the phone doesn't give you a chance to even open your mouth.

"I'm sorry. I'll transfer you to another person who'll be able to help you better." You manage to get out, nodding at another coworker from across the room who picks up their phone, taken back by the rage they receive.

"Y/N..." Changsub calls out in a whisper, but you're in your own head, unable to hear him with your hands covering your ears as your head hands low, looking at the keyboard beneath you. Holding back the tears that sting the corners of your eyes.

Shifting from behind his own desk, he moves to your side, kneeling beside you. "Y/N. Let's go take your lunch break." He smiles at you, takes your hand and pulls you away from your desk.

The best thing about working with Changsub was the fact that he's best friends with the manager and owner of the place, and puts them in their rightful place when they try to debate about mental health in the workplace. Thanks to him, if anyone gets stressed and needs five minutes, they wouldn't be scolded for it.

This has made the workplace much easier to cope with, and nicer to be in with everyone understanding that someone may just need a minute to collect themselves before going back to work.

Mainly more you than anyone else does Changsub actually cares for. He couldn't help it. Though he knows you only see him as a coworker and a friend at best, he couldn't help but have feelings for you. He knows he's out of your league so he doesn't try.

Gently nudging you into the break room, he closes the door behind him, letting you take a seat across the room, arms folded in front of your chest as you try to keep a steady breath. To stop the tears from escaping.

"Customer's are pains in the arse today, huh?" He lightly scoffs, handing you a freshly made cup of coffee that you grab off him, smiling up at him as a gesture of gratefulness.

"Could say that again. He didn't want to listen to me..." You shrug, thinking it's best to put up a wall against how you actually felt, not to add your own issues to Changsub's own struggles, "Maybe I'm not fit for this job at all, I can't handle the customers."

Changsub takes a seat next to you, shaking his head and placing a gentle hand over yours, "Don't say that, Y/N. You're one of the best, hard-working people here."

You briefly look at him, forcing a smile and shrug. You want to believe that what he's said is true but you honestly feel as though you'd be better off somewhere else.

At this point, you can't help but let the tears fall, unable to hold them back as you break down, placing the coffee on the table so you could hide your face behind your hands, apologising to Changsub for crying.

"Please don't cry. The customer's aren't worth the tears, don't let them hurt you and the beautiful soul you have..." He softly coos at you, pulling you into his light grasp, an arm around your shoulder as you bury your face in his arm, "Honestly, you're one of the reasons why we're still in business."

"I'm not. You are." You quip back with a little giggle, looking up at him as you go to try and wipe a tear off your cheek, but he beats you to it. Face soft with a gentle, reassuring smile.

He couldn't help but laugh at your comment, shrugging, "Okay, maybe if I didn't put my foot down to make sure people actually got to have a quick break to calm themselves down from dealing with assholes over the phone then maybe we wouldn't be in business." He replies back, exaggerating the word 'maybe'.

"But I care about you more than anyone else, Y/N. We'd be lost without you here. I'd be lost without you here." He shyly adds, watching your face contort with confusion at his words.

Choking on yours, you flutter your eyes at him, mouth opening to go to say something but nothing comes out, yet again but for another reason.

"Did- Did you mean to say that?" You stutter, watching the blush appear on his face, stuttering himself as he unconsciously takes your hand into his, caressing the back of it with his thumb.

“Yeah, I guess I did.” He replies quietly, unable to keep eye contact with you as he looks at your hands, watching how your body moves closer to him, head resting in the crook of his neck.

Feeling the warmth of your body pressed against his, his arm wraps around your shoulder, pulling you in for a tighter hug, gently resting his cheek on your head.

"Are you feeling better now? You ready to go back?" He asks, scoffing to clear his throat first before helping you up to your feet even though you were more than capable.

Nodding at him lightly, you smile at him, taking back his hand that disappears from yours, pulling him back towards you before he could take another step towards the door.

"I never got to say thank you..." You shyly fidget on the spot, pulling his hand back around you, but this time your waist, "Thank you."

"Seriously it's no-" He tries to speak, stunned when your lips press against his cheek, lightly pecking it before leaving the room, smiling and giggling.

"Come on, you have work to do." You lean back around the door for him, smiling with the brightest smile ever, his favourite smile in the world.

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etherealyoonghwa · 1 year

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Btob Recommendations

Minhyuk

The Fan Meet @blu-joons

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killingmebtob · 5 years

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I Have To Go // Lee Changsub

Title: I Have To Go

Author: @killingmebtob // Sara

Characters: Changsub and Reader

Rating: G

Summary: I wanted to turn back, to run back. I couldn’t because I also had a duty to fulfill as a soldier of this country.

Author’s Note: I’ve finished it! Hoorah! I hope you like it. I miss Changsub. AND HE LOOKS SO GOOD IN THE PHOTO. It also inspired this thing you’re about to read.

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One of the things that give us a sense of pride is our duty to our country. Just like most of us, that duty continuously motivates me to push myself harder while performing my mandatory service. It was one of the things we learned in training camp: to put our all into what we were being trained to become not only for ourselves but also for our loved ones and our country.

But it wasn’t easy.

Trainings were not just physically exhausting but mentally as well. Staying away from our families and friends made the experience more difficult as well. Communication with them was rare. There were days when we wanted to call home to feel reenergized and to hear how they were doing to pull us through our toughest days but we weren’t allowed to do so. That’s why we cherished our vacation leaves. It was the only time that we truly get to spend with them.

However, everything started to change.

What was once a peaceful land became one that was subjected to war.

Every waking moment became riddled with fear. Fear for our country, fear for our families, and fear for our fellow soldiers. Underneath it all, even if most of us tried not to show it, there was also a fear for ourselves and our assignments. Fear that we might never get to see the people we cared for.

With a war ongoing, none of us knew if and when we were going to be called out to the frontlines. We may be serving a mandatory service but we’re still part of the country’s military power. We may not be the first in line to head out onto the battlefield but we were on the list. It was just a matter of time until we were going to be called out. No one was safe from it.

As the number of soldiers in our camp lessened, it was getting harder to keep holding on to my sense of duty. Many times, I’ve wanted to pack my things and head to the confines of my home. Many times, I wanted to rip off the patches on my uniform and leave my military life behind.

Then it came in the form of a letter.

Wobbly and sweaty hands opened the sealed crisp envelope. My heartbeat was drumming loudly in my ears. I thought that it was going to jump out of my chest with how fast it was beating. A shaky breath escaped my lips as I pulled a crisp, white paper out.

I thought that I was ready. I assumed that I’ve conditioned myself and my mind enough for what was happening. However, no amount of preparation could’ve prepared me for the world of pain that I had to endure. The moment she shakily opened her mouth as tears started forming in her eyes, my world had collapsed.

I wanted to hold her, to assure her that it was going to be okay—that I was going to be okay—but I couldn’t. I stood frozen because I knew no words could ever take away the fear and the pain that she was experiencing.

“Why?” She finally found her voice. It shook and it was almost inaudible. I wouldn’t have heard her if not for the silence that was wrapped around us. “Why you? Why does it have to be you?”

The only thing I could do was lower my head. I didn’t know why and even if I did have the answer, I wouldn’t have been able to bring myself to say it and break her even more. All I knew was it was something irreversible, unless an unforeseen event occurs.

“It’s my duty,” I replied but to my ears, it was as if I was convincing myself. My usual conviction and pride weren’t there. At that moment, the word duty felt too much to carry on my shoulders. “It’s my duty as a soldier of this country.” I continued but even that statement was mechanical.

“Duty?” She scoffed. “Then what about your duty to me? To your family? You’re just going to set it aside because your country called on you? Are we less important than your country? You’re only serving mandatory service and you’re about to finish in a few months!”

I could feel her anger and her fear seeping through her words, no matter how selfish they sounded. They were like knives digging into my skin and deep into my bones. I knew that she didn’t mean to compare. I knew that the words coming from her lips were becoming unfiltered the more we stood in our living room.

“I have to go,”

“That’s all you can say? You’re not even going to try to appeal to whoever decided to send you out?” She ran her fingers through her hair as she started to pace in front of me. Her lips twisted into a frown, eyes confused and frantic.

“I don’t want to leave you and my family but I have to go. Please, you have to understand that I’m doing this so I can help protect this country, most importantly you.”

That statement about protection that we were repeatedly taught and told had been so deeply engrained in my soul that it was the only thing I could defend myself with. Yet, it left a bitter taste on my tongue.

“You don’t have to go to the frontlines to protect me!” she raised her voice. “You also have to understand that I’d rather have you here safe and away from the battlefield. There are so many other people who can go in your place. It doesn’t have to be you.”

I kept silent as I watched her start biting on her nails. I wanted to reach out to her and hold her still. I wanted to hold her tightly and closely to my chest but the moment I took a step closer, her hardened eyes shifted to me, making my knees lock. She continued to pace.

“You know that I can’t do anything about their decision,” I pleaded with her. It was my last saving grace in this situation. I was desperate to get her to understand that I was just following what my superiors told me to do. After all, who was I to go against their orders? I may be serving mandatory service but that didn’t exempt me from my title as a soldier.

“Have you even tried?!” At that, she stopped walking and faced me. “Huh? Have you tried, Changsub?”

I bit my tongue, not wanting to say anything wrong. I was threading on thin ice and one wrong statement would break that surface.

She sighed in exasperation as she shook her head. “I can’t believe this,” she uttered. “When are they making you leave?”

In three days, my mind answered but my lips were sewn shut. If she knew that I was getting deployed on Monday, she would break. However, I couldn’t hide that from her. She had to know. She deserved to know. Then maybe we can spend the rest of the days cherishing the last few moments we had together until I return.

…If I return.

“When?” She continued to press.

I deeply exhaled and shakily answered, “Monday.”

A flurry of emotions crossed her features as we stared at each other. Neither of us spoke a word for a full minute. Neither made a move nor a sound. Then she scoffed and rolled her eyes. With a shake of her head, she turned her back towards me.

“I can’t do this,” she stated and walked towards the couch. I kept my eyes on her slouched figure that sat quietly. Once in a while, she would heavily sigh.

My gut twisted and my heart clenched in pain. I could barely feel anything aside from that. I was lost. I didn’t know what to tell her to make it better because I knew that there was nothing I could say that would make her feel at ease. Despite having no words for her, I moved to sit beside her but she scooted a few inches away.

A sigh left my lips as I did my best not to let it get to me.

“Hey,” I softly and gently called as I reached for her hand. I laced our fingers together and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “You know I’ll come back, right?”

The glare I received made me shut my mouth. She even withdrew her hand from mine and crossed her arms tightly before looking away. I silently scolded myself, knowing that I was being insensitive with my statement. With a shake of my head, I tried again.

“Do you want to watch a movie?”

Silence.

“Are you hungry?”

No response.

“Do you want to go to the bookstore?”

It was our favorite spot in our small city so I was holding onto a small bit of hope that she would respond. But she didn’t. She kept her body turned away from me. All I could do was rub the back of my neck as I thought of what I else I could try.

“Ice cream?” I started to name all the different comfort food that she usually consumed but it was the same. I received no response.

Part of me was annoyed. I knew she was scared but so was I. She wasn’t the only one suffering from this situation. I knew I was leaving so many people behind with no assurance that I’d come back safely. However, I acknowledged the fact that acting out on her attitude and getting mad wouldn’t do us well. I’ve wanted to spend the next few days I have making different memories with her that would last for a long time. I didn’t want to spend it fighting.

“I know that this is difficult to accept. I know because it’s also a hard pill for me to swallow. I’m sorry if I came across as insensitive to how you’re feeling. I just don’t know how to go about this. I know you don’t want me to go. I don’t either but I also have a duty to our country. I’m afraid. I’m terrified but this is something that I have to do.”

She didn’t say a word as she continued to keep her back towards me. I couldn’t see the emotions in her eyes.

“It’s been a long journey coming home.” I tried to sound as if I wasn’t hurting inside. “I’ll take a rest first and let you think, okay?”

Slowly, I reached for her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze of reassurance that she could talk to me about whatever it was that was going on in her head—her fears, her doubts, everything. However, I acknowledge the fact that she needed some time to think things through as well. She needed her own space.

With one last sigh, I silently made my way to our room.

I did my best to sleep after changing into more comfortable clothes but all I could do was lie on our bed and stare at the dull ceiling. My body was physically exhausted but my mind was bouncing and juggling different thoughts all around. I’ve tried closing my eyes and wishing for sleep to overcome me but all I could see behind my eyelids was her saddened eyes. Bored, I turned to the side and faced my bedside drawer.

The dog tag that I wore every day since I graduated from military training sat silently on top of it. It was something I continuously wore with pride.

Then my gaze moved to a framed photo standing behind it. The frame held a photo of us sitting side-by-side on the floor of a library, our backs against the shelf, and our noses buried in two different books. It was a photo taken by a friend of ours back when we were in our last year of college. The memory was a little hazy but the warmth I felt in my chest every time I looked at it told me that it was a good and happy one.

Her question kept ringing in my ear.

Have you even tried, Changsub?

What could I do though? Pretend to get into an accident and have myself confined in a hospital until they don’t need any more soldier deployed?

I know that I didn’t try but I’ve seen fellow soldier who have and none of them ever came with good news. If anything, the frowns on their faces deepened as if they’ve been given more burden to carry.

Slightly, I shook my head and tried to sleep once more. I wasn’t sure how long I stayed in that way but when I blinked my eyes open, there was no more light filtering through the window and I was lying on my back. The room had turned dark, minus the light coming from the opened bedroom door.

I noticed how the whole house was still silent. I shifted, getting ready to stand, when I felt the weight of another body curled up against my side. In the dark, I was slowly starting to see her figure as my eyes adjusted. Carefully, I turned a little to my side so that I could see her better.

Her eyes were gently closed, her lips slightly parted, as she deeply breathed in and out. One of her arms was lightly draped across my torso. I smiled at how peaceful she looked. It was a complete 180-degree turn from her distraught features earlier.

Lightly, I ran my fingers through the soft strands of her hair.

If only we could stay like this. If only I didn’t have to go. Different kinds of fear struck my heart as I absent-mindedly continued brushing her hair with my fingers.

What if I get injured? What if I lose a leg, a foot, a limb, or any kind of body part? What if I get caught as a prisoner of war? What if we get sent off to a distant place where there were barely any supplies?

What if I get caught in a rain of bullet? In a grenade’s explosion?

What if I couldn’t go back home?

What if I die?

The thoughts made me freeze, the cold slowly prickling my skin and my insides.

It was only when I felt her small hand gently circle my wrist that I realized I had stopped my movements. My eyes, which were filled with fear, gazed down towards her curious ones. The frown that was pulling down at her lips told me that she had an idea of what was going through my head. Before she could even say anything, I gave her a small smile.

“Seeing that you’ve snuggled up to me while I was sleeping,” I teased. My lips were slowly pulling up into a smirk. “Is it safe to assume that you’re going to talk to me now?”

She rolled her eyes, pulling at my wrist to remove my hand from her hair. I watched as she pushed herself up to sit before crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her cheeks were a bit puffed, her eyes cast towards the side. In a low voice, she said, “I still don’t understand why you, of all people, have to go.”

Piece by piece, I could feel my heart breaking.

“But,” she continued. “I do understand that there are things out of our control. I’m sorry for acting the way I did earlier.”

I shook my head as I shifted on the bed so that I could sit up and lean back on the headboard. “You don’t have to say sorry. There’s nothing to apologize for,” I assured her.

Only a hint of a smile made its way to her lips before she asked, “Is the offer to go for ice cream still available?”

It was adorable how she shyly asked. I couldn’t fight how my lips pulled up just to one side in an amused smile. “Oh, now you want ice cream?”

Her nostrils flared as she pouted. “Fine. Let’s not go for ice cream,” she huffed before crawling off of the bed. However, before she even got to move away, I had leaned forward to grab onto her forearm.

“Not so fast.” I chuckled before tugging at her arm to pull her towards me. She whined and made sounds of protests as I held her to me, her back against my chest. When I had secured my arms around her waist and brushed the tip my nose against the crook of her neck, she deeply inhaled and held her breath, her body stiff.

“C-Changsub,” another whine but it was obviously forced. I could almost hear how her heart was pounding wildly.

I didn’t say anything and just breathed against her skin. I took in the way she smelled and tried to embed it into my memory as much as I could. I did my best to memorize how her body felt against mine as we stayed in that position. Gradually, I could feel her stiff body loosening and molding into mine.

“Let’s have ice cream later,” I mumbled, closing my eyes and just relishing the moment. I knew that when this weekend was over, neither of us would know when this could happen again. “I want to stay like this for now,” I whispered against the exposed skin of her neck before slowly peppering butterfly kisses on it.

She let out a shaky breath and slowly nodded her head. “Okay,” she squeaked out softly and adjusted herself so that she laid comfortably against my chest.

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They were right. The days you want to last forever pass by quickly. Part of me refused to believe that it was already Sunday evening. Even if we’ve done so many things and visited so many places over the past days, it still doesn’t feel enough. I still wanted more time to spend with her. There were still so many things I wanted to do with her.

“What’s the first thing you want to do together when you get back?” She softly asked, her eyes locked on mine as we lay on the bed facing each other.

“I want to spend it at home, with you,” I honestly told her. “And rest. Take a long sleep.”

“And what am I supposed to do while you’re sleeping?”

“Sleep?”

She rolled her eyes at that. “So, the first day you come back, we’re both going to sleep? Nice.” I didn’t miss the sarcastic tone laced in her words.

I gently smiled. “We can do all the things you want to do after I sleep. Is there anywhere you want to go?”

She thought about it, her lips pouted a little like a kid. “Coffee shop. While you’re away, I’m going to go to different coffee shops and try everything I can. When you get back, I’ll take you to the best ones I find. Bookstores too!”

I nodded at her, keeping the smile on my lips. She kept on listing down the places she wanted us to visit together. Slowly and little by little, my heart ached the more she continued. Her eyes shone with hope.

I didn’t want to disappoint her but I also didn’t want to put a damper onto her mood. The only thing I could do was to hold onto those places and make them a motivation for me to get out alive and to get back to her.

“Changsub? Are you still listening?” She huffed.

“Of course.”

“Really? Then what was the last thing I said?”

Nervously, I laughed. “Coffee shop,” I sheepishly replied.

The girl in front of me groaned as she shook her head. With a sigh, she uttered, “I knew it. You and your love for coffee.”

I moved so that I could stretch out my hands and hold hers. “Whatever it is you want to do and whatever place you want to go to, I’ll go with you. I promise,” I warmly stated, meaning each and every word of it despite the uncertainty of my return. “I’ll come back and we’ll do all the things you want to do together.”

She gazed up at me for a long time. Neither of us said a word. The only time the silence broke was when she sighed.

“Make sure you come back, okay?”

I smiled but I knew it didn’t reach my eyes. I had to fight the frown that was threatening to pull down at my lips. “Of course,” I whispered. “I’ll come back. I promise.”

“Okay.”

Even if we both knew that there was no certainty, we both relished in that promise that may or may not be empty in the end.

“You should go to sleep. We have to go to the pier early tomorrow,” I told her when I realized that it was almost close to midnight. She had wanted to send me off even when I told her that she didn’t need to. But I folded in when her eyes reflected disappointment and sadness. Even if it would be difficult for the both of us, I ended up agreeing in the end.

“I don’t want to,” she mumbled like a kid. “I’m not sleepy.”

“Your eyes say otherwise,” I mused. “I know you’re tired. We’ve had a long day.”

“I don’t want to yet. I want to spend more time with you,” she shyly mumbled, a blush dusting her cheeks.

“We can sleep together.”

“Do things while awake!” She rolled her eyes. I laughed.

“Okay,” I caved in. “Reruns of your favorite show?”

Eagerly she nodded her head, the tiredness in her eyes fading away. She quickly jumped out of bed and made her way out of the bedroom. Fondly, my eyes trailed after her before I moved. I brought along with me our blanket.

I found her sitting with her legs crossed under her on the couch. The television was on and she was searching for her favorite episode.

“Come on,” she urged. “I found it.”

Smiling to myself, I situated myself next to her and wrapped the blanked around us from behind. I relaxed back onto the couch, my arm draped around her shoulder underneath the blanket. She moved so that she could easily lean her head on my shoulder.

“You better not fall asleep on me,” she threatened.

“I’m pretty sure you’ll end up falling asleep first.”

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I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep until the stiffness around my neck woke me up. It was a little disorienting at first to wake up on the couch, with the television still blaring brightly as it continued to show episodes of the show. It took a while for my eyes to adjust thanks to the light.

I glanced to my side to see that she had fallen asleep as well. Her arms were lightly wrapped around my torso, her legs above mine and parallel to the couch, and her head was rested against my chest.

I took in the sight of her sleeping face. I memorized it all.

In the dark, I whispered how sorry I was for having to leave her alone, for having to be away for a longer period of time, and for bringing fear and uncertainty of my return.

The past few days have been filled with memories I would cherish forever and the following ones would be filled with yearning to be home and back into her arms. I was afraid, I admitted it to her yesterday. She was too but she told me that she believed that I’ll be back home before I knew it. Before both of us knew it.

She’d wait.

I’d wait as well.

I couldn’t sleep afterwards even when I moved us both to the bedroom. She had shifted when I moved her but she was back in her comfortable sleep. I just sat there, watching her. Even then, time seemed to have moved quickly. She started stirring awake.

“Good morning.” She lazily smiled.

“Good morning to you too, sleepy head.”

“Did I fall asleep? Who fell asleep first?” Her voice was still laced with sleep as she yawned through her words.

“I don’t really remember,” I admitted. “Breakfast?”

“Yes, please.”

We moved quietly. There was a solemn air around us. We both knew what was coming but neither of us talked about it vocally. However, our actions screamed how much we would miss each other.

Hands would often brush against each other. Hands holding onto and tightly grasping the other’s. Hugs that felt like an eternity. Smiles and frowns shared in between meals and short conversations.

Even when we were on our way to the pier, neither of us spoke that much. I could feel how tense she was with her sweaty palms. Her eyes would keep on darting back and forth, never staying on one point for a long time. She would keep on chewing down on her lip as well.

All I could do was hold onto her hand tightly.

“We’re here,” I whispered as the bus stopped in the pier’s terminal.

Silently, she nodded. She didn’t look up at me. Even as the bus stopped, she kept her gaze down. People were starting to unload the bus but we were unmoving.

“Hey,” I whispered, releasing her hand so that I could cup her face and gently turn her towards me.

“I don’t want you to go,” she brokenly stated. I knew there was a lump in her throat at how she forced those words. “Changsub, please.”

I silently sighed out her name as I pulled her towards me, her face pressed against my shoulder. I kept on apologizing to her in my head for putting her in this kind of situation. Slowly, I rubbed her back up and down as I felt her shoulders start to heave up and down. Muffled sobs reached my ears, urging me to hold onto her tighter.

Don’t cry, please. I wanted to plead selfishly. Over the past days, it was only now that she had openly showed her tears.

My chest was tightening as well but I couldn’t cry. I didn’t want to cry because I knew it would be harder for the both of us. I had to be strong for her.

“I’m sorry.”

She shook her head. It took a few more moments for her to calm down.

“I’m okay.” She sighed and pulled her self away. “Come on.” She stood up before smiling down at me.

My heart was in pieces but I had to move. I wore my backpack and we both went down, dreading each step.

There were soldiers and families scattered all around. You could hear the loud cries of both adults and children as they let their loved ones go. All the while as we walked, I held tightly onto her hand. If only I could keep on holding it, I would’ve.

We stopped at a relatively less crowded area. We both stood, hand-in-hand, facing the warship that I was going to board along with the other soldiers. Neither of us said a word. I felt like I couldn’t without breaking.

“You promised, remember? That you’ll come back,” she mumbled loud enough for me to hear. “You have to make good with that promise, all right?”

I glanced towards her but she kept her eyes forward.

“When you come back, we’ll visit your parents. Then we’ll visit mine. We’ll go to the different coffee shops I’ll discover while you’re away. So, you have to come back. You have to come back to me,” her voice trailed off at the end before she finally turned to me.

Tears filled her eyes but she was doing her best to keep them at bay. I noted how her shoulders rose and fell deeply.

I nodded my head at the empty promise. “You have to make sure that their coffee is great.”

A small smile. “Of course.”

We were silent once again.

I could feel my free hand twitching, wanting to hold onto her for as much as I could. A deep breath passed my lungs before I pulled her towards my chest. Tightly, I held onto her; one hand on her back and one hand on the back of her head.

“Take care of yourself. Don’t skip your meals and don’t sleep so late. I know that there will be days when work will be tough but please don’t be too hard on yourself. I’m sorry that I won’t be able to be there with you physically and even through the phone. I’m sorry that I have to leave you like this,” I poured out.

I felt her wrap her arms around me under my backpack, her hand grasping onto the back of my uniform.

“Stop talking like you’re not coming back.” Her voice was muffled against my chest.

I dryly laughed. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Don’t worry so much about me. I’ll be okay,” she said, peering up at me as she moved back a little. Our arms were still around each other.

I looked into her eyes for a long time before I firmly nodded. We both tried to smile at each other encouragingly but there were times when we ended up grimacing. Still, it gave a small sense of comfort.

Gently, my hand on the back of her head moved towards the side of her face to cup her cheek. My thumb moved in slow circles, rubbing at her skin. Slowly, I lowered myself, my forehead touching with hers.

I watched as she slowly closed her eyes and leaned a little upwards. Just by a tiny bit, her arms had tightened around me. With my hand on her back, I pulled her towards me once again as I finally place my lips on hers. Eyes closing the moment her soft lips were against my own.

Neither of us rushed. Neither of us cared about everyone else around.

I engraved into my mind how her lips moved with mine and how she seemed to have filled all my senses with her taste, her smell, and the feel of her lips. My chest felt like it was about to burst from the emotions I was keeping inside added with those that she was making me feel through the kiss. Everything she didn’t say, she poured out into the gesture.

Hesitantly, we both pulled away a little.

The deep sound of the ship’s horn loudly rang through the air. It was time to go.

“I guess this is it,” she whispered.

Neither of us wanted to let go. If anything, she held onto my uniform a little more.

“I guess so.” I sighed, blinking my eyes open only to see her staring up at me.

“You’ll be okay. We’ll be okay.”

I shortly nodded.

The horn rang once more. I could also hear the shuffling of boots on the cement. The cries were getting louder as well.

“You have to go,” she said but she didn’t move away.

“With how you’re holding onto my uniform, I don’t think I’ll be able to,” I teased her a little, making her laugh just a bit.

“Is it that obvious that I don’t want you to go?”

I pretended to think about it for a while. “Not so much.” I grinned before leaning down once more to kiss her for probably one last time in a long while. This time, my lips moved more fervently.

“I love you,” I whispered against her mouth when we had pulled away. “I’ll always love you, no matter how far away I am.”

I watched her smile. “I know. I love you too. As much as I want you to stay, I have to let you go now.”

We wrapped our arms around each other for one last time before we stepped away. Slowly, I walked backwards, my eyes still glued onto her. With her finger, she gestured for me to turn around so that I wouldn’t bump into anyone.

A sad smile showed on both of our faces. I stopped and gave her a salute. Even from where I stood, I clearly saw how she bit down on her lip before she nodded. She mouthed the words ‘I love you’ as I placed my hand down.

With that, I turned and started to walk along with my fellow soldiers. I wanted to turn back, to run back, and to go to some place far away. I couldn’t because I also had a duty to fulfill as a soldier of this country.

But I allowed myself one last look at where I left her. She was still there and she kept her eyes on me. Grandly, she waved her hand so that I could see. I nodded at her in acknowledgement but I couldn’t bring myself to smile anymore.

I faced forward once again, walking towards the ship that would bring us to the war zone. None of us knew who was going to come back and who was going to die on the battlefield. It could be the person in front of me or beside me. It could be me.

Just like how we were taught, all of us had to put up a brave front for the people we were leaving behind on this pier.

#btob #lee changsub #btob imagines #lee changsub imagines #changsub imagines #kpop imagines #btob changsub #changsub #changsub scenarios #changsub imagine #btob changsub imagine #btob changsub imagines #btob changsub scenarios #btob changsub scenario #lee changsub scenario #changsub x reader

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BTOB - Them And Reader Being Judges In Produce X 101

A/N: got this requested on my other blog, but since I'm not too active on that one anymore I'll post it here!

And yes, this is an OT7 post. Hope you enjoy!

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Eunkwang

Is absolutely thrilled that he gets to work beside his partner.

Although everyone is already aware of your relationship, he doesn't even try to be discreet about it. It's actually pretty cute.

Both of you are known as the "parents" of the show, because you're both some of the oldest and you like to look out for the trainees.

You're both pretty good at giving them advice, but sometimes when Eunkwang senses that the trainees are way too tense, he tries to cheer them up by trying to be funny.

"-and if you end up falling on stage, just play dead and stay there until the music stops. Like this-"

You playfully scold him while the trainees are laughing at the way he is giving a demonstration. "Yah- why would you tell them that?"

When It's time for the judges to evaluate the performances, he of course is being his usual self -he is known to be quite the mood maker.

When It's finally your turn to speak and give criticism, he always takes the opportunity to make you flustered, with comments like, "Y/N looks so pretty today, don't they?" or "Everyone please give Y/N a round of applause, they have been working very hard lately."

You also don't fail to amuse him with your own comments, and when you say something funny his loud laugh is the one thing heard all around the room.

Everyone loves your interactions -the trainees, the host, the other judges, the viewers- and they're always one of the things that people look forward to watching on the next episode.

Minhyuk

You have always been a huge fan of BTOB, and it just so happens that Minhyuk is your favorite.

That's why when you get the opportunity to work alongside him as a judge in Produce X 101, you are ecstatic.

A lot of people working on the show know this, so of course they have to put you on the spot right in front of him.

All you do is laugh and cover your face in embarrassment as soon as the host asks you about your love for Minhyuk, who just so happens to be sitting right next you.

When you finally gain the courage to confirm it, the host turns to Minhyuk in order to ask him how he feels about this.

"I'm very honored, because I'm a fan of them, too." He replies on his microphone, sending the audience into a frenzy.

You almost faint right on the spot.

From that point forward, both of you seem to grow closer, and you feel much more comfortable being around him.

You're able to joke with him, elaborate on things he points out, and you even begin to take selcas together.

It's really no surprise to anyone when, months after the show has finished airing, an article about you two being in a relationship comes out.

You both confirm It’s true.

Changsub

Has the biggest crush on you and it shows.

He is your #1 fanboy, even if he's been in the industry for much longer than you have.

Whenever the judges are introduced, and It's your turn to be called, you will either see him standing up and clapping dramatically, or randomly taking out a sign with your name on it.

"Y/N, notice me!" He will shout, despite the fact that you're only like two seats away from him.

His facial expressions speak for themselves, as well.

Changsub is always mesmerized by every single thing that you say or do.

When you have to do a special performance for the show's finale, he, just like everyone else, is blown away by your charisma and vocals on stage.

He is also quite the gentleman.

He would often pull a chair out for you, open doors for you, etc.

Frankly put, he is whipped.

Hyunsik

He gets very shy around you.

It's because he likes you, a lot, and is excited to start working with you.

You feel the exact same way.

This guy would laugh at everything you do.

Sometimes, he would even join in on whatever you're doing. It makes you feel giddy on the inside.

When asked about you, he would speak very fondly of you. He really does admire you.

You also admire him, and you wish that you could tell him how much.

Neither of you would be brave enough to make the first move, and it would drive everyone crazy.

Especially the other BTOB members.

He would also be staring at you whenever you weren't looking, but it wouldn't be in a creepy way. It's because he thinks you're beautiful, and he can't help himself.

You wouldn't notice, but the people on Twitter definitely would.

Peniel

He has known you for a long time, so he's glad that both of you get to be judges on the show.

Is very comfortable talking to you, and neither of you feel the need to speak properly to each other; It's just something you're not used to with him.

Both of you know English, so when you want to mess around and make the other judges frustrated you just have full on Enlgish conversations in front of them.

It's also a good thing that you're both very close, because it makes it easier to work together once you're both assigned to write and produce one of the songs for the show's finale.

You guys are at his studio for hours. You have to force yourselves to stop at some point, in order to finally eat a proper meal.

It's probably the most time you've spent together in a single day, ever.

At one point, you end up falling asleep on Peniel's shoulder. He does nothing to pull away, probably because of the fact that he's also sleeping.

Although it gets tough, you guys manage to come up with the perfect song, and you're both so proud.

You feel even prouder when the finale comes around and you see the performance. You and Peniel were wiping imaginary tears away, to let the trainees know how much you loved it. Barely any criticism was necessary.

It made you realize how much you really loved working with Peniel, and you were looking forward to doing so again, soon.

Ilhoon

You and Ilhoon meet for the very first time on the show, and you hit it off from the very beginning.

You like how he knows so much about music, and how he is so good at noticing every single detail in the performances.

He can be a bit strict with the trainees sometimes, but It’s not in a malicious way. He really does care about them.

He likes your brightness, your ability to make everyone smile so easily.

You both talk the most when there's a commercial break going on; It's mostly small talk about the trainees that have caught your attention the most, but it soon develops into something bigger.

You find out that Ilhoon is actually really funny as the show progresses, and that he can get very, very flirty as well.

With you, specifically.

It's not like you mind it, but sometimes you're afraid of mistaking his flirting with his humor, so you try to be as casual about it as possible.

You cannot deny that he makes you nervous, though. In a good way.

Sungjae

Professionalism? He has not heard about such thing when it comes to teasing you on the show.

It's a constant playful bickering between the two of you, but fans of the show find it very entertaining.

They also don't miss the chance to point out the fact that you two are unaware of how much you like each other.

Even your friends talk about it in the group chat, but you deny it like your life depends on it.

Sungjae, on the other hand, loves to feed into it.

"Yes, I do think that Y/N likes me, and that's why they can't get enough of me." He would say once the host asked him if what people are saying is true.

But you wouldn't keep quiet. "I think It's Sungjae who likes me, because he keeps teasing me, and he is probably too afraid to admit it."

Everyone would laugh at Sungjae's look of defeat, including yourself.

However, it does seem to work in your favor, because once the show ends Sungjae ends up asking you out (but he swears It’s not a date).

You surprise yourself by accepting his invitation.

#kpop #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpop reactions #kpop fluff #btob #btob imagines #btob scenarios #btob fluff #btob reactions #seo eunkwang #eunkwang #changsub #minhyuk #hyunsik #peniel #ilhoon #sungjae

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BTOB “S/O sits in their lap”

BTOB Masterlist Group Masterlist

Ask: May I request something about how BTOB would react when their girlfriend sits on their lap? Thank you!

A/N: Changed the request and made it gender neutral! For the rest

Eunkwang:

The sound of the piano being played completely filled your apartment when you entered your house. You adored it when Eunkwang played piano, he always looked so happy and it always filled your home with the sound of joy.

Seeing him sitting on the bench, you allowed your fingertips to danc eover the back of his neck, making him slam his fingertips down on the keys in surprise. “Oh you’re home.” He laughed, turning his head to look at you and you nodded. You dropped your things and placed yourself in his lap, something you didn’t often do, but you just wanted to feel a little closer to him. You had a hard day.

“Oh, what’s this?” Eunkwang asked, wrapping his arms around you tightly to make sure you didn’t fall. “Just a rough day.” You mumbled, nestling your face in his neck and your breath tickled his neck. Starting to laugh, he pulled his neck away from your face and kissed you quickly.

“It must’ve been a really hard day, you never sit in my lap like this. Not that I mind.”

Minhyuk:

The bar had grown quite packed over the last few minutes, any empty seat that was left over was now full and that included yours. You didn’t think your seat would get taken as you simply got up to go to the bathroom. But you were proved wrong when you returned, seeing all the seats in Minhyuk’s vicinity in use.

“You’re back.” He said, not having noticed how busy the place had got himself because of the conversation with your friends. He looked around and then simply patted his lap to tell you to sit there. “Are you sure about that?” You asked and he looked up at you with a dopey smile. “Yeah I’m sure.” He said again, patting his lap once more.

You sunk down onto his lap, your arm naturally wrapping around the back of his neck. Minhyuk’s arm wrapped around your waist, the other passing you your drink and the nestling his face into your neck.

“You always have a seat here.”

Changsub:

Changsub was just absolutely exhausted, feeling drained from a lot of hard work and schedules. He was completely beat, he just wanted a few hours at home with you. Some uninterupted time to relax and recharge because he was absolutely empty.

You could tell this when you came home, he looked so tired just sitting there on the couch. He was absolutely beat. You didn’t have to think twice before crawling into his lap and wrapping your arms around him. Changsub simply sunk into your touch, his arms slowly wrapping around you.

“I am absolutely empty.” He said softly, feeling your fingers card through his hair. “It’s okay. Just relax.” Your forehead pressed to his as you spoke and his fingers started tracing on your skin.

“I’m just glad I’m home, I’m glad you’re home. I just don’t want to function today anymore.”

Hyunsik:

You hadn’t seen him physically in a long time. But the military had given him a break and well he was waiting for you at home to surprise you. But during the wait he decided to work on some music, not quite having had the opportunity in a while.

So imagine your surprise when you come home and hear guitar being played. You knew it could only mean 1 thing, Hyunsik was home. You practially threw your things down and ran to the back room, where he always sat when he worked on music. He barely had the time to put his guitar down before you jumped into his arms and onto his lap. “You’re home!”

Hyunsik was a laughing mess, adjusting the way you sat in his lap before kissing your cheek, forehead, nose and anywhere else he could reach. “Surprise?” He said softly and you laughed, hugging him even tighter.

“I might have to take some more days off, you nearly injured me.”

Peniel/Donggeun:

Peniel either got quite confident around you, or shy, there was hardly an inbetween. He was just so hopelessly in love with you, his moods shifted and well now was one of those times. You had decided to visit him while they recorded the new album and the only seat that was free, was his lap.

Greeting the other’s, you made a b-line for him and sat down on his lap almost instantly. The action made him incredibly flustered, stuttering for a moment as you said hello. “Hi, what are you doing?” He stuttered out and you were taken aback.

“I assumed this seat was free.” You said, moving to get up because you thought he didn’t like it. Except his arms kept you in place, cuddling you into his chest a bit and ignoring the giggles from the other members. You smiled to yourself, finding it cute that you flustered him in front of the others.

“I didn’t mean that I didn’t like you sitting here.”

Ilhoon:

(i miss him okay, like a lot)

“It’s cold outside.” Ilhoon mumbled, pulling the blanket you had hanging over your couch. “It is.” You said, shooting him a look because of the tone he said his words in. They were suggesting something.

“It’s really cold outside...you should come over here and keep me warm.” He said, revealing his intentions and you started laughing. But who were you to say no? He lifted the blanket to let you snuggle up with him. You sat down in his lap and he pulled you close.

Snuggling his face into your neck, he kissed the skin gently and with a smile. You pulled the blankets up more and he moved his hands to hold your waist. “You weren’t kidding when you said you needed to be kept warm. Your hands are freezing.” You winced feeling his cold hands through your shirt. He started laughing, pulling his face away from your neck and kissing you quickly.

“Hold my hands then too, keep me warm.”

Sungjae:

(a toast to the boy i love most)

He had managed to fall asleep on the couch, with his head thrown back and his hands by his side. A true image of pure bliss as he slept, you were amazed that he wasn’t drooling. However seeing that his lap was free real estate, you couldn’t help yourself.

Seating yourself in his lap sideways, he didn’t wake up at the sudden pressure. “Sungjae, honey wake up.” You said, carefully lifting his head because you knew it must’ve been straining his neck. You were greated with a dopey smile and half closed eyes.

“When did you get here?” He asked, gesturing to his lap and making you laugh. Blinking, Sungjae tried waking himself up. His face still being cupped by your hands and he pouted his lips. It was a lazy attempt in asking for a kiss, but you were more than happy to oblige.

“I like waking up to you like this.”

A/N: I missed them and luckily got this done in time for their comeback today.

#btob #btob reaction #btob scenario #eunkwang #minhyuk #hyunsik #changsub #peniel #ilhoon #sungjae #eunkwang reaction #minhyuk reaction #hyunsik reaction #changsub reaction #peniel reaction #ilhoon reaction #sungjae reaction

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Yandere!BTOB: The Death Penalty

author’s pov: hello, i’m back after forever !!! apologies for being inactive, i finished my first year of uni (doing online exams ಸ_ಸ,,, the stress was real) and yesterday, i had surgery to remove my wisdom teeth and fix my jaw so i’m kinda sore right now.

on another note, i will never forgive cube for what they did to clc and how mistreated they were. they had such huge potential to be popular but that shitty ass company ruined it for them !!! on a more positive note, sungjae and hyunsik are finally back and i can’t wait for future btob activities (it’ll feel weird w/o ilhoon: #forever7tob)

- here’s a story, enjoy please !!! i found the idea of this story from @yan-purgatory so check out their story for the original !!! also, this story might be a different format from the others okie :)

plot: you decided to end your suffering by permanently removing the cause of it

e u n k w a n g

he couldn’t believe it. he refused to believe it.

just 24 hours ago, he was returning home from work. you had been suspiciously quiet the entire day, he suspected you were planning another escape so he came home early to prevent his precious jewel from escaping.

however, when he opened the door, he didn’t expect to be greet with the sight of policemen who immediately pounced on him, yelling at him to remain quiet and stop resisting.

he couldn’t believe it. his one and only love betrayed him.

you, on the other hand, cried tears of relief. you were finally freed of his demonic clutches. a police officer escorted you to a police car and took you to the station for your statement.

once eunkwang heard he would be sentenced to death, he just lost it.

he flailed around, trying desperately to reach you but the baracade of police officers prevented him from even moving an inch towards you, tackling him down.

the days before his death, he’d try to contact you and convince you to stop this non-sense but you wouldn’t return any of his calls or letters. the police had stripped him of his phone so he couldn’t see where you were anyomre: you could be danger and these bastards wouldn’t let him know your location.

in his last hour, you handed him an envelope and hope filled him that you had finally come to your senses and would release him from this ‘nightmare’ but what he read made his blood boil.

“rot in hell, you bastard. i’ll never love you, never will and never did. - ps: i’m dating someone who i truly love so fxxk u ♡ your ex, y/n l/n.”

and that was the last thing he read before being electrocuted to death: glaring at you smiling, happy he was dying.

“how dare you move on so fast. i’m the only one you should love, not that prick. just wait until we see each other again...”

m i n h y u k

what?! how?!

he was in disbelief. he had been fooled by someone whom he trusted with your safety and now you were wrapped in their embrace, crying, while he was being forcefully escorted to the police car.

you had just endured another punishment for angering minhyuk by talking to his head of security. he asumed you were cheating on him so he carried you to the torture chamber, in the basement where you were severely punished. but... little did he know, it’ll be the last time he’d ever see you again.

while you cowered in the corner, crying in pain, the basement door was suddenly kicked down and minhyuk was pinned to the floor by a dozen of armed officers. how did they get in, only him and his head of security know the code to his gate...

that’s when it clicked, he saw his head of security rushed to comfort you with a officer and paramedic. he was right to not trust anyone becuase everyone will hurt you like now by taking you away from him!

he tried freeing himself and get to you but the armed officers had a firm grip on him. “don’t even try, you sick bastard.” one police officer spat in disgust.

as soon as minhyuk heard he’d be killed, he laughed thinking he was hallunciating. there was no way, he couldn’t live without you and to think that you would be here, without him protecting you, made him even more worried.

minhyuk wrote many letters, demanding that you reconsider everything and drop this immediately. however, they were futile as he never received a single response from you and on the day of his death, minhyuk was given an opportunity to say one final thing to you.

he was strapped onto the bed, about to be injected with the poisnous drugs which would kill him. he looked at you and promised that once you see each other again, you’d pay dearly.

“once we reunite, you’ll pay for this. i’ll punish you for being a bad girl and disobeying the rules. if something happens to you while i’m not here... i’ll rain hell. understand?”

c h a n g s u b

he remained emotionless when receiving the death sentence and looked at you, cheering, overjoyed that he was going to die. hugging your lawyer tightly, crying in their embrace while officers escorted him away, forcefully pushing towards his impending doom.

how did this happen within the spam of three hours?

you had run off again while he was distracted and he was chasing you down in his car. you ran inside an abandoned warehouse, changsub followed in suit -- unaware you had led him into your trap. he was surprised when he was immediately tackled down, handcuffs attached to both his ankles and wrists.

the lights turned on and the place was crawling with armed officers who had their guns trained on him. ready to shoot if he tried anything stupid. you watched him, the person who made your life a living hell for three years being escorted away, finally freed from his grip.

changsub thought he had everything planned out. he knew where you were at all times and worked tirelessly to ensure you couldn’t leave him. the one person which made life worth living.

and now, that same person, had just betrayed him and shown that they didn’t need him. while you were his sunshine, he was your nightmare but it was finally over.

while awaiting his death sentence, changsub would send you letters to remind you how much you mean to him and that once you guys reunited, he’d never, ever let you go again.

once he was being killed, he looked you straight in the eyes, he had threatened that if you ever find another lover: man, woman or non-binary, that he would show you the meaning of true hell.

“i’m the ONLY one you’ll ever love, understand? if you even dare date another scumbag, i don’t care who, i’ll show you what hell truly means. ok? i’m the only thing in your life so keep it that way.”

h y u n s i k

he thought he had gotten rid of every threat imaginable to him. he had complete control over you: he knew everything you did and kept tabs on you. he did everything for you and this is how you pay him back... by permanently removing him from your life?!

hyunsik thought he could finally live peacefully with you after so many obstacles thrown in his path while he defeated everyone, he couldn’t defeat the final boss: your neighbour. your neighbour had called the police after hearing your screams ring out in the dead of night.

your neighbour knew you were living in a toxic relationship with a two-faced prick who manipulated you into believing he was protecting you from the harms of the world when the real harm was him. when the police arrived, hyunsik was mid-way through his punishment.

“POLICE! ARMS UP!” the officers yelled and yanked hyunsik away from your fragile figure. your neighbour rushed to you followed by paramedics who took you to the hospital while hyunsik was taken to custody, screaming profanities at the officers for separating him from you: his reason to live.

he screamed when he heard he would be sentenced to death. his dream he worked so hard for was now destroyed and tried lunging at your neighbour but was knocked out by officers.

each day before his death, he sent threatening letters to you and the neighbour, promising that you will pay for what you have done. for destroying the one thing he worked so hard for and the last thing he saw before dying was you... kissing the neighbour, both of you giving him the bird.

“just remember that once we see each other again, i will make sure you both pay tremendously for what you have done. EVERYTHING I HAVE WORKED HARD FOR -- RUINED BECAUSE OF YOU TWO! you will pay, mark my words.”

p e n i e l

you had been planning this for a long time. this had to work as it was your only chance at escaping him: the demon himself, the person who made your life a living nightmare.

every night while he slept, you continued working on your plan to finally free yourself and taste freedom for the first time in... two years was what motivated you to do something so risky. because you knew if he found out... that would be the end. game over, pretty simple.

luckily, he didn’t. you thanked the lord that peniel was a heavy sleeper and could sleep through ALMOST any noise. and you finally put that plan into motion by pretending to order pizza when in reality it was the police you were calling. your friend who worked as a police officer was in on it and arrived at the house you called ‘a prison cell’ to free you.

peniel was awoken by a loud disturbance and heard the sirens, panicking immediately. he tried finding you but you were nowhere to be seen. and he opened the door to see you standing with the police, their guns trained on him and he knew he had been caught.

he tried making you feel guilty and used all his usual guilt-tripping tactics but they didn’t work this time: in fact, none of them worked which surprised him. peniel was sentenced to death and that sent him into a state of shock, nearly fainting if the officers surrounding him didn’t catch.

the days before his death, he’d send you letters asking you to not forget him and remember he was your one and only sweetheart. he’d beg you to reconsider minutes before being killed but you didn’t budge, not one inch. peniel died broken hearted knowing he’d be seperated from you for a long time.

“i can’t live with you, y/n! i need you and you need me! we’re a match made in heaven, sweetheart! don’t do this please, i’m the only one capable of loving you! no one else can love you like i can! don’t forget me!”

i l h o o n

he was unable to understand how this all happened, he had you under his watchful eye 24/7, 365. he knew where you were at all times even if he wasn’t there with you physically, his security cameras and tracking devices kept him informed.

so, how did this all happened?

well, it’s all quite simple, he stupidly decided to trust you alone tonight because he needed to attend an important work function and because you had been such a good girl, he allowed you to stay home alone for a few hours.

he gave you a lecture and warned you about what will happen if you disobey any rules. he was confident you wouldn’t act stupid as he had eyes on you everywhere. but what he didn’t imagine was that this work function was all just a set-up created by you.

ilhoon arrived and once he pushed those doors open, he didn’t expect to see an army of armed officers awating him. he immediately tried escaping but all exits were blocked off, he struggled demanding answers while being handcuffed, pushed inside the police car.

ilhoon tried contacting you but you weren’t responding to any of his calls or text messages. he found out you had set everything up during his trial and went deathly quiet: see this is what happens when he decides to trust you, you betrayed him and now he would be killed because of you.

he didn’t even try reaching out to you but what did worry him is what you would be doing while he was counting down his days. the thought of you finding another lover made him angry, only he could love you! no one else!

on the day of his death, he was upset that you didn’t even show up and the officer handed him a letter from you and he couldn’t believe it, you had really pushed the boundaries now.

“all you ever did was make my life a living hell and now i’m free. you can no longer control me, i am free. -ps: meet my new lover whom i love with my whole heart ❤️️ [polaroid of you and your bias] goodbye, you dick from y/n l/n,”

so he died but promised that he’d pay you back for what you have done when you both meet again.

“just because i’m no longer here doesn’t mean you can become a whore. you’ll reap the consequences of your actions once we meet again, my love.”

s u n g j a e

sungjae would be surprised. he had everyone believe he was some angel sent from heaven yet he was here: in court, watching you celebrate with your legal team that he was going to killed for just loving you.

he had returned home from work, craving your embrace but you weren’t anywhere inside the house making him panic, all your belongings were still here but you weren’t! he checked all the cameras but they had been turned off and talked to the neigbours, feeding them lies but no-one’s seen you.

how did you even escape in the first place, he had eyes everywhere. the house was locked up, only he has the key to the house and the glass for the windows were indestrucible made from bullet proof glass. he wasn’t taking any chances for you to escape, leaving him all alone. uh huh, no way.

only he could love you. only he was deserving of loving something so precious and worthy.

while he went on a wild manhunt, sungjae was too worried about you that he didn’t even realized he was being tailed by police until a police car forcefully rammed into the side of his car, sending him off the road and collided with a tree.

once he found out what happened, he laughed thinking he would be able to easily convince people that he was being framed for something he clearly didn’t do. and once he found you, he’d punish you... harshly.

you didn’t even show you to the trial for ‘safety reasons’ and sungjae was found guilty as all his contacts turned on him. he couldn’t believe that all the people he trusted had betrayed him and exposed him for someone he definitely wasn’t!

despite the many attempts to manipulate the jury into believing he was innocent, your legal team had evidence to counter-attack and he lost it when he would be given the death penalty. he shouted profanities at his contacts, promising he’d get his revenge.

detained in his cell, he’d send you letters to remind you of everything he has done for you and that he didn’t deserve this. desperately trying to convince you to reconsider for ‘your own good’ but none of his letters reached you. you were really testing his patience now, sweetheart.

on his death day, he hadn’t received a single response from you and it was driving him crazy. he fought with the officers who strapped to the chair, the firing squad getting ready to shoot him, sungjae demanded to talk to you but the officers wouldn’t let him.

and the day he died was your happiest day ever. you were free from his demonic clutches, he could no longer ruin your life, you finally had control of your life again.

“i want to speak to y/n! how dare you refuse me of that! i will haunt you all for what you did and make your lives a living hell! i’m an innocent man, i’m being framed! i promise i’ll get my revenge on YOU ALL!”

b t o b

they had just been betrayed by everyone: their fans, staff, company and you.

you have been conspiring against them for months, plannning everything down to the iddiest, bittiest detail. you knew this would be your only chance at freeing yourself from their monstrous grasp and finally be able to live without fear. you weren’t going to risk any mistake so you enlisted some help.

everyone were skeptical you were lying but once you showed them proof, they rallied behind you to put these demons away for good. MELODYs distracted BTOB while CUBE and their staff collected evidence of their worngdoings, sending it to police who barged into their practice after everything had been dealt with.

BTOB couldn’t believe what had happened as they were tackled down, handcuffed and sent away. they thought they had everyone fooled but you decided to be a bad girl and now they were being sentenced to death despite their attempts at convincing everyone they were nothing but saints went in vain.

they had no-one now: everyone turned on them and they spent their final days promising that they’ll get their revenge. you, on the other hand, cried happily knowing you were finally free and thanked everyone for helping you escape their clutches promising you’ll pay them back.

you decided to pursue your passion and became an idol yourself. you would taunt them by sending videos of you being intimate with the back-up dancers making BTOB mad, you were really pushing your limits now baby.

on the day of their death, you celebrated with everyone else as they were executed but they didn’t leave without saying some final words. promising everyone would pay dearly, especially you, their beloved baby.

“mark our words, you’ll all pay for this. every single one of you, will pay for this. especially you, y/n, we did everything for you and this is how you pay us back? we are the only ones who can love you and touch you, NO ONE ELSE! you will pay for this, baby.”

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Overthinker | Changsub (BTOB)

Pairing: Lee Changsub x Fem!Reader

Requested by anon: Can I request one for Btob Changsub when gf overthinks a lot and start to feel unwell and keep a distant herself From him.. Thanks!🩵

Genre: angst (?) to fluff

Word Count: 711 words

A/n: where are my overthinkers at? 🤚

Changsub wasn’t sure what had transpired over the course of the week for you to become so distant and upset. Had he done or said something without meaning to that caused this gradual ocean to form between the two of you? Was he the root of whatever it was that was driving you away from him? Is he the problem that you have no answers for?

You were currently sitting on the opposite side of the couch not saying a word to him as you stared blankly at the dark screen of the television, blindly petting Guri who had seemed to pick up on your sudden change and had deemed it her job to comfort you with endless cuddles, something you wouldn’t even let him do. The air was tense, but in the way that it would be if there was some sort of sexual tension present or malice between two people, but tense in the way where two people who shared everything in the world had seemingly become strangers and neither knew why or what to even say to fix it.

His mind was racing trying to conjure up something to get things back to the way they were but nothing was coming to mind. Likewise, you were sitting on the couch overthinking about everything and nothing all at the same time.

Were you enough for Changsub? Were you doing enough for him? Was he happy? Were you holding him back? Was he purposefully turning down doing or going on shows because of you? Were you unknowingly ruining his career? Was he ever really-

“Did I do something?” Changsub finally asked, breaking you out of your thoughts, startling you. His voice was timid, unsure if you would even answer him. You two hadn’t talked at all throughout the week after all. “I want to know so I can fix it.”

He had to make the first move, or at least extend the offer of wanting to fix things because it was becoming clear that you weren’t going to with how lost in your thoughts you were at the very moment. And he was glad he did because he finally got to hear your soft voice direct something at him after a week of not hearing it.

“I don’t think you did,” even though you were unsure of what had caused all those thoughts to surface. He hadn’t said anything that would’ve triggered them. He never did. “I just…I think I’m spiraling over nothing.”

Changsub moved closer to you, facing you completely, “It’s not nothing if it’s making you worry or causing you to spiral down a rabbit hole.”

He was right, you knew he was right. And while it was hard to vocalize much of what you had been overthinking for the past week, it seemed Changsub didn’t need you to say or explain everything because he understood after hearing the first few things that slipped past your lips, quickly followed by hot tears as a weight you hadn’t realized you were carrying was lifted from your chest allowing you to actually breath for the first time in a while.

“I love you,” he whispered, cradling your face in his hands once you had calmed down, your breathing steadying after being a bit erratic. “And I don’t think I could ever not be happy with you by my side. You are my biggest inspiration to keep going on and continue doing different things as an artist. To venture out and try new things. You could never hold me back because you are always pushing me forward.”

Fresh tears slipped from your eyes as you sniffled, wiping your nose with your sleeve before laughing at a face he made as he continued talking, easing every single one of your thoughts and worries. “Thank you and I’m sorry for worrying you all week. I should’ve just mentioned it from the start.” He pulled you close to him, Guri’s paw hitting him, not liking him being too close to you at that very moment and forcing him to pull away. “You have nothing to be sorry for. It’s normal and understandable to find it difficult to share your thoughts. What’s not understandable is not being able to share my girlfriend with me, Guri.”

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When He Calls You Mine ~ BTOB Reaction

Eunkwang:

You wore a nervous smile as you were greeted by some of Eunkwang’s family, not recognising any of them. “And who are you?” One of them asked as they went over to greet Eunkwang.

“This is Y/N,” he proudly smiled, wrapping his arm around your waist, “she’s actually mine, Y/N is my partner auntie.”

Her smile turned up as she met your eyes, “it’s lovely to meet you Y/N,” she told you, her smile genuine and her eyes bright as she then looked across to Eunkwang.

“It’s lovely to meet you too,” you smiled back across to her.

After a few moments, his aunt walked away, leaving you and Eunkwang alone again. “They’ll be a lot of introductions today,” he warned you.

“You’re not going to keep telling everyone that I’m yours, are you?” You asked Eunkwang, letting go of a chuckle when his head nodded in reply to you.

“You are mine,” he reminded you, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “it’s not making you shy hearing me call you mine by any chance?”

“A little,” you smirked, “it’s just around your family too, it feels like a pretty big deal.”

“I’m just being honest with them.”

Minhyuk:

A lump ran down your throat as you felt a presence just beside you at the bar, looking around in a bit of a panic. “What are you doing all by yourself?” The figure soon asked you.

“I’m waiting for my boyfriend,” you told them, avoiding eye contact with them, “he’s just gone for a couple of minutes.

A snigger came from the guy beside you, “I’ve heard that trick before, pretend you’ve got a boyfriend because you don’t want the guy to speak to you, right?”

“Hey, she’s mine,” a voice called out, as if on cue.

Your eyes looked past the guy’s shoulder to see Minhyuk with his arms folded across his chest. “Is it still a trick?” You asked him confidently.

“I’m sorry,” Minhyuk whispered across to you as the guy backed away, walking straight over to you and wrapping his arms tightly around your frame.

“It’s not your fault,” you hummed as you rested against Minhyuk’s shoulder, letting go of a bit of a sigh of relief to be with him.

“No one talks to what’s mine,” he told you. “There’s no way he’d have had a shot with you.”

“He’s not as good as you anyway.”

Changsub:

His eyes watched as Minhyuk grabbed you, pulling you across to sit beside him on the sofa. “Hey, Y/N’s mine,” Changsub called out to him as he watched Minhyuk take you.

“Y/N’s on my team,” Minhyuk responded, but Changsub’s head shook as he reached forwards too to pull you back to him.

You didn’t quite know what to do as both of your arms were held onto, “you said earlier that you wanted to be on Hyunsik’s team, so I’ll take Y/N onto my team.”

“That was before I knew Y/N was playing,” Changsub argued.

A sigh came from you as you looked between the two of them, “maybe it’s best if I go on Changsub’s side, why don’t you take Hyunsik instead?”

“Sure,” Minhyuk agreed, unable to bring himself to look across at Changsub, unable to imagine how smug the smile was that he wore, “I’m happy with Hyunsik.”

“I knew you’d come and play with me,” Changsub proudly smiled as Minhyuk dropped your arm, “Y/N prefers me to you Minhyuk.”

“Hey,” you scolded, “I’m only on your side so no one has to deal with you pouting.”

“I never pout, what do you mean?”

Hyunsik:

The eyes of the boys watched you both as you and Hyunsik walked into the studio with your hands intertwined. “Is this…have you guys…are you finally together now?”

“I finally asked Y/N to be mine,” Hyunsik laughed, raising your hands up in response to Sungjae’s stuttering question.

The volume in the studio quickly picked up as the boys cheered for you both, “it’s about time, we thought you two were just going to be in denial together forever.”

“We were never in denial,” you laughed at Eunkwang.

His eyebrows raised questionably back across at you, “we were starting to bet whether we’d have to force you guys together instead.”

“We weren’t that bad,” Hyunsik chuckled, “but you’ll all be pleased to know that we’re together, and you guys don’t have to pull any of your stupid pranks.”

“Agreed,” you spoke up, “you guys have been far from subtle in trying to do things to bring the two of us together.”

“You noticed,” Minhyuk sniggered, “we just wanted you guys to be together.”

“And at last, here we are.”

Peniel:

You were tentative as Peniel walked back across to you after greeting a few of his fans. “Are you alright?” Peniel asked you as he quickly realised how distant you were.

“They’re a lot,” you told him, nodding in the direction of his fans, “it’s not really my kind of style I guess with them.”

Peniel nodded as he reached across and took a hold of your hand, “some of the fans do like to try and be a little bit flirty, I never quite know what to do myself.”

“They definitely like you,” you muttered under your breath.

A sigh came from Peniel as he tried to bring your eyes back to him, “you’re mine, none of them, let them do whatever they want to do.”

“I know,” you weakly smiled, glancing up and meeting Peniel’s eyes, “it’s just such a weird thing to watch, all these fans throwing themselves at you.”

“I wish there was more that I could do to stop them,” he admitted, “but you know that I’m with you, you’re the one I want.”

“I do,” you agreed, “like you told me, I’m the one that gets to be yours, right?”

“Exactly, you’re mine Y/N.”

Sungjae:

You didn’t quite know where to look as one of Sungjae’s managers cornered you, wanting to know who you were. “I’m here with Sungjae,” you nervously stuttered to them.

“Are you though?” They challenged, firmly glancing down at you, “do you know how many people like to say that.”

As he fell silent, a voice cleared from behind them. “Y/N’s mine,” a familiar voice told them, watching on as the confidence that was in his manager fell apart.

“Oh, I see, sorry,” he told you, stepping aside for you.

Sungjae immediately made his way over to you, draping his arms over your shoulders. “I’m sorry I didn’t come and find you Y/N.”

“It’s alright,” you sighed, resting your head against Sungjae’s shoulder. “I really thought that I wasn’t going to be allowed backstage for a second there.”

“Like I told him, you’re mine,” Sungjae proudly smiled, “there’s no way that I wouldn’t find a way to bring you in here.”

“Thank you,” you chuckled, “it feels pretty good to hear you call me mine too you know.”

“You better get used to it.”

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