#kyufessions the boyz

[kyufessions]

sweetheart

synopsis: your annoying neighbor bothers you yet again

pairings: neighbor! eric x afab! reader

genre: smut, 18+

request: “open your mouth” + “why so shy?”

word count: 2.2k

warnings: spitting, oral (f. receiving), making out, playful teasing, pet name (sweet heart), lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: i’m writing this half asleep so it’s not proofread whatsoever,, oopsies

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @haechansbbg

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

Only if everyone knew. Only if everyone knew that the boy next door you always swore annoyed you to your very core since you had first moved in over ten years ago, would meet you in your old tree house that stood between both of your houses at ungodly hours. With what started as another night wanting to get away from one of your family’s parties, turned into heated makeout sessions that led to what anyone would imagine.

Throughout the years, your father had been kind enough to re-do the treehouse. Seeing as you still adored it, he re-vamped it to make it seem more private and to your liking since you were now in your early 20’s. There was even a small makeshift door and small windows with curtains that you often kept closed- it was your favorite place to get away from madness when your room wasn’t cutting it. That was- until one spring night.

You had been in your treehouse reading a new novel you had bought at your local barnes and nobles, your lamp on and one of curtains slightly open to enjoy the slight breeze. Tonight your parents had some guests over from work, their conversations and jazzy background music being too loud for your liking. So you quietly made your way to your treehouse and enjoying your time alone until you heard some rocks being thrown at the door. Groaning, you ignored the disturbance. You knew exactly who it was and you did not want to deal with him tonight. One more rock, two, even three more were thrown. Thats when you stood up and fully opened up the half drawn curtain, looking down to see the annoying boy next door.

He stood there with his devilish grin, wearing a white tank and his baseball varsity jacket from the college he attended. He waved hello as soon as he saw you looking down at him, catching a glimpse of you from the limited lighting. “What do you want eric?” you shouted down, making sure your voice was only able to be heard between you both and not to disrupt what was happening inside your home.

He shrugged, his grin never fading. “I’m bored.” as you rolled your eyes and started to pull back down the curtain, he yelled back out to you. “Wait!”

You shushed him right away, his voice too loud for your liking. As you motion for him to come up the wooden ladder, he does as instructed and you watch as he climbs up halfway before you stop him with your words. “What do you want?” you ask again, annoyance stringing through your voice.

His lips form another shit eating grin. “I’m bored and saw the light on.”

“Find someone else to bother.” you start to close the door but see his hand stop it from closing.

Before you can begin to speak up again, eric decides to first. “Come on, i’ll stay in the corner and let you do your own thing. I won’t bother you. I just don’t want to be in my house right now and am grounded from using my car.”

“Is no an option?” you ask him with a puff. With a swift shake of his head, you open the door fully and allow him inside.

He looks around in amazement at the fairy lights and overall set up, noticing how you plop back on the mini couch you have set up in the corner. His eyes scan over a small drawer with a chipped paint job, old drawings and paintings hanging throughout that’s barely holding on with tape and some nails. There are some obvious new items hanging about and some older ones, and he quietly takes note of that as he walks around to inspect. As he does so, you occasionally glance at him to make sure hes not touching anything he isn’t supposed to. After a little more snooping, he takes a seat on the floor and starts aimlessly scrolling through his phone while you continue to read your novel.

Minutes pass in pure silence- nothing but the occasional hoot from a faraway owl and the distanced sound of jazz music from your home below. That was, until eric opened tiktok. His volume was louder than necessary, his laughter echoing in your ears. You try to continue your reading, trying to be the nice guy. But it felt as if each tiktok he watched just made him laugh harder than the last. You make a mental note of the page you stop on before closing your book and looking over at him, your face blank with irritation.

“If you’re going to be in here, can you at least quiet down? I’m trying to read my book.” your eyes finally meet and he just chuckles, getting up off the floor and walking over towards you.

“What’re you reading anyway?”

You clear your throat before speaking as he inches closer, trying to keep your book close to hide it from him. “None of your business, just please keep it down.”

Eric notices you trying to keep the book from him and as he steps closer he tries reaching for it but failing as you hold it closer to you. He scoffs, trying to reach for it again. “Why so shy about it, huh?” his tone is playful, his eyes beaming with curiosity as he tries to sneak a peek of the cover. You try moving your body to hide it from him but as you’re squirming, he snatches up the book and examines the cover. A small laugh leaves his lips as he notices the explicit cover, your face turning a slight shade of pink as he then reads the first page that started off juicy. When he looks down at you, your cheeks are now red and your eyes wide. “This is the shit you read?”

You stand up and grab the book back from his hands, or at least attempt to before he raises it above your head with a smirk. The height difference between you both wasn’t much, but the fact he was also wearing grey sweats right now didn’t really help the burning sensation growing in the pit of your stomach. To say eric was ugly would be the biggest lie- you actually found him quite attractive. He was just annoying and pestered you often, but he was quite handsome. As his hand was held above you, your book in his hand, you can notice his peaking bicep from under his varsity jacket.

Your silence and wandering eyes failed you as eric took note of this. “Checking me out, huh?”

As you're snapped out of your daze by his words, you jump up and grab the book from his hand successfully and try to move around him to leave but fail. Although your treehouse is spacious, it’s not the biggest either. So now you’re backed into a corner by the hot annoying neighbor who just found out you read smut. Cool. you just sit down on the small couch, puffing in annoyance in an attempt to hide how flustered you’ve become.

“No i’m not.”

His index and middle finger tap the right side of your cheek, a smirk playing on his lips. “Your red cheeks say otherwise, sweetheart.”

Normally you'd swat away his hand, but as you looked in his eyes you felt the air catch in your throat. You felt as if time had stopped due to the close proximity you both were in. the little nickname that normally bothered you made your stomach churn with butterflies, your hands gripping your book tighter.

you tried to hide it once more, trying to keep your tone high and mighty. “don’t call me sweetheart.”

“then try to act like you don’t like it and maybe i will.” eric then squats so he’s now eye level with you, his fingers tracing from your cheek all the way down your neck and to your shoulder ever so gracefully as he does so. your eyes just watch him, unsure of what this feeling is that’s come over you. his head tilts, his face amused by this. “does mommy and daddy know you read smut all up here by yourself?”

eric had always seen you as this goody-two-shoes; mommy and daddy’s most prized possession who always got fantastic grades and went to one of the best colleges the states had to offer. throughout the past ten years, he had always seen you achieve the highest possible grades with honors just to seek your parents approval. never brought over a guy, your nose always buried in a book whether it be for your studies or for fun. he also noticed how your hair never failed to be done perfectly, different colored bows or hair accessories to match your dress or skirt. you always had to present the world with this perfect image of you, and he was just so curious to get to know you deeper than this facade you try to sell everyone you come across.

he watches you shake your head, no words being spoken as you seem choked up. your eyes sparkle under the dimly lit fairy lights as they glare at him, causing him to chuckle lowly yet again. “what if they found out?”

“don’t you fucking dare eric sohn-“

“ah ah,” he slips the book from your hands, placing it beside you. “why don’t we put page one to the test?”

your eyes widen, eyebrows raising. “e-excuse me?”

eric slips off his varsity jacket, tossing it on top of your book. “i skimmed the page over. doesn’t ellen get eaten out, or am i mistaken?” you’re left speechless, yet your face continues to redden all over. eric has thought about this for years but never thought this day would come, only in his wildest of dreams.

eric stands up a little bit to hover over you, lifting your chin and leaning down to rest his forehead against yours as he stares deeply into your eyes. his hair is messy, probably from the baseball practice he had earlier in the day. your lips are inches from his, yet not a word can be spoken as you’re just in shock.

“all you have to do is tell me to stop and i will.” is all eric whispers before placing his lips on yours.

both of your lips move in sync with one another, his fitting perfectly on yours. his hand moves from your shoulder to your cheek, his entire palm cupping it and his fingers placing themselves on the nape of your neck. his touch sends shivers down your spine, his fingertips delicate and careful. his other hand moves to your left thigh, starting to spread it apart from your right one. but you don’t stop him, something within you tells you to allow him. as he bites down on your bottom lip, his hand on your thigh travels to the inner part and stops near your panties. his fingertips graze your folds, the lace material feeling good against his skin.

the sound of your whimper against his lips makes his blood rush, separating his lips from yours. for a few moments he just stares down at you, taking in the view of your wide innocent eyes and puffy pink lips. “fuck you’re so pretty, you know that?”

eric then gets on his knees in front of you, and you watch as he slips off your white silk pleated skirt and stare at your pussy in awe. “all wet for me already, sweetheart?” you bite your lower lip as you watch him, arching your back against the wall at the nickname.

his fingers push the fabric aside, the fingertips grading your folds ever so slightly to take in the beauty for a second. he grins up at you before slipping in one finger, earning a gasp from you. eric starts slow, pumping in and out of you teasingly. he just stares up at you the whole time, taking in the beauty of your reactions. he watches your hand involuntarily reach for his hair, tugging on it once he picks up the pace out of satisfaction. you let out quiet moans as he slips in a second finger, not wanting anyone to potentially hear anything happening up in the treehouse.

after a few moments of his second finger, he puts his mouth to your clit. with this sudden movement you throw your head back, starting to grind against his face. eric takes in every movement you make, enjoying how you use him for your advantage to release. his fingers continue pumping in and out of you at a consistent pace, his tongue occasionally moving in and out of your hole as his lips continue to satisfy you. as your breathing pattern picks up and your legs begin shaking, he knew it was only a few seconds before you climaxed.

once you did, you let out a loud moan and eric took in every juice you offered to him. he begins licking you up, cleaning you up the only way he’s currently able to. he then leans up, grabbing you by the cheek and staring down at your tired face.

“open your mouth, baby.” he murmurs. you do as instructed, allowing him to spit in your mouth. you watch him through half-lidded eyes, smirking as you take in the taste he offers you.

and that’s the night where it all started, your friends with benefits relationship with your annoying neighbor.

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[typeboyz]

→ Ji Changmin x Leitora plus size

→ Palavras: 1.4K

NOTAS: Apenas uma história fofa no meio de um apocalipse zumbi.

📌 masterlist

© all rights reserved by @kyufessions

© tradução (pt/br) by @typeboyz

→ Sinopse:

Se apaixonar por Changmin no meio de um apocalipse zumbi não era o que você esperava, mas lá estavam os dois.

Olhos pesados fitaram a escuridão ofuscante, o silêncio preenchendo a atmosfera quando uma pequena brisa bateu em seu rosto para despertá-la do sono ameaçador. Espalhando-se por um rápido segundo enquanto observava as ruas noturnas, uma leve cutucada em seu lado a fez voltar a se concentrar na tarefa em questão, mas não antes de se voltar para o homem à sua esquerda, murmurando um pedido de desculpas enquanto ele apenas sorria para você cansado.

— Está tudo bem, eu entendo. – Respondeu ele, abrindo o refrigerador sobre o qual suas pernas estavam esparramadas.

Seus olhos se iluminaram ao ver o produto, pegando-o das mãos dele e agradecendo-lhe profusamente.

— Como você conseguiu isso? Quando você conseguiu isso? Você é o meu salva-vidas, Ji Changmin. – Você abriu a tampa com cuidado, esperando que o produto não jorrasse magicamente em seu rosto.

Ele se ajeitou no assento, sentindo a bunda ficar dormente por causa do tempo que os dois ficaram vigiando.

— Encontrei alguns no supermercado mais cedo. Peguei todos eles, o resto está na geladeira lá embaixo para quando você precisar deles.

Você tomou um gole do refrigerante, soltando um suspiro silencioso de alívio ao sentir que começava a despertar. Changmin observou enquanto você tomava a bebida com cafeína em uma hora imprópria, sorrindo para si mesmo por ter conseguido captar seu prazer culpado no grande mercado que ele esvaziou mais cedo naquele dia com Jaehyun, Younghoon e Sunwoo.

— Se eu tiver alguma espinha, a culpa é sua. – Provocou, fechando a tampa e colocando o refrigerante na grade de madeira da varanda à sua direita.

Ele revirou os olhos, voltando a olhar para a frente quando você o pegou olhando.

— As espinhas devem ser a menor de suas preocupações, sn. Além disso, você ainda estaria mais bonita do que nunca.

Em qualquer outro universo vocês já teriam se recompensado com um beijo um do outro, mas estar presa no meio de um apocalipse zumbi não era o ideal, nem era o momento de se envolver romanticamente com alguém que você conheceu há apenas dez meses, quando tudo isso começou.

Você estava examinando um CVS local, certificando-se de que não havia nenhum pedestre na loja e tendo que matar alguns. Quando a costa estava livre para finalmente sentar e relaxar por alguns minutos, você começou a empilhar itens na frente da porta para sinalizar quando alguém, ou alguma coisa, tentasse entrar em sua nova e humilde residência. Enquanto você estava sentada, comendo alguns balinhas azedas e bebendo um pouco de refrigerante para se manter acordada, um som alto irrompeu da frente da loja. Você pegou sua faca e um revólver aleatório que encontrou ao longo de sua jornada, se esgueirando silenciosamente até a frente e segurando a arma para se preparar para o que quer que estivesse à sua frente.

Quando você foi para a frente da loja, notou um grupo de cinco garotos pegando alimentos das prateleiras e colocando-os em grandes sacolas de ginástica. Eles se viraram para você quando ouviram passos, facas sendo retiradas dos bolsos traseiros e olhos arregalados de medo. Quando a viram ali, baixaram as facas lentamente para indicar que não eram uma ameaça. Você baixou a arma quando eles guardaram as facas nos bolsos, soltando um leve suspiro de alívio.

Até agora, tudo parecia estar indo perfeitamente bem nesse novo lar seguro. Todos os aparelhos pareciam estar funcionando, e é claro que algumas pessoas tinham que dividir camas às vezes ou até mesmo dormir no sofá, mas no geral, era um bom lugar para ficar até que, de repente, se tornasse o oposto e você tivesse que fugir mais uma vez.

— Você também é bonito. – Murmurou, roçando o metal da arma que estava em seu colo.

Olhou de relance para o quarto atrás de você, vendo as horas. Estava quase amanhecendo, o que significava que você conseguiria dormir logo antes que você e Changmin trocassem de posição com Chanhee e Sangyeon.

Changmin olhou para você, com um sorriso tímido nos lábios.

— Você não entende, não é?

Você olhou para ele corando com o contato visual mais suave.

— Eu quero, mas não é o momento certo, Changmin...

— Não me importo com isso. – Interrompeu ele, sentando-se completamente na poltrona para que o corpo dele ficasse de frente para você. — Nós nos conhecemos por um motivo e estou cansado de ignorar a tensão entre nós. Merecemos estar um com o outro, apesar das circunstâncias.

— Estamos no meio de um apocalipse, Changmin. E se deus não permitir que um de nós acabe, você sabe, se transformando de alguma forma.

Ele balançou a cabeça, aproximando a mão e colocando-a sobre a que estava em seu colo.

— Não diga isso, não pense assim. Isso não vai acontecer e eu posso lhe prometer isso.

Você retirou sua mão da dele quando a porta do quarto se abriu, com um Sangyeon já alerta chegando para seu turno de vigia. Atrás dele estava um Chanhee de aparência um tanto cansada, com o cabelo rosa desbotado, bagunçado e cada vez mais comprido. Vocês dois se levantaram, agradecendo a eles e informando-os sobre tudo o que viram, que não foi absolutamente nada, graças a deus.

Você e Changmin entraram no quarto vazio, com uma atmosfera um pouco estranha por causa da conversa anterior. Você calçou os chinelos enquanto terminava de beber o último refrigerante. Changmin a observava com admiração, adorando como tudo o que você fazia era etéreo para ele.

Você levantou uma sobrancelha curiosa e olhou para o homem de cabelos platinado enquanto ele estendia o dedo mindinho para você pegar.

— O que é isso?

— Prometo de mindinho que nunca deixarei nada acontecer com você, não importa o que aconteça. – O sorriso dele era reconfortante quando aparecia, fazendo seu coração dar cambalhotas.

Você soltou uma risada exausta, juntando o mindinho dele com o seu e depositando um beijo suave no dedo dele.

— Então, eu prometo o mesmo.

Ele pegou a mão livre e segurou sua bochecha, fazendo com que você se derretesse ao toque dele. As mãos dele eram mais frias do que as suas, mas ainda assim eram reconfortantes.

— Vamos para a cama, sim? Podemos conversar pela manhã, se você quiser.

Você assentiu, fazendo com que Changmin a envolvesse em seus braços, se deitando na cama. Você se ajustou nos braços dele, certificando-se de que ele se sentisse confortável ao seu lado na cama king size.

— Mas já é de manhã. – Você boceja quando o relógio marca cinco horas e quinze minutos, e uma risada suave escapa dos lábios de Changmin.

Você se sentiu adormecer enquanto os dedos dele roçavam as estrias em seus ombros, algo que ele sempre parecia gostar de fazer. Como você é maior, nunca pensou que encontraria alguém tão carinhoso quanto Changmin. E ele amava tudo em você, seu peso nunca o incomodou nem um pouco, ele não a via diferente de qualquer outra pessoa com quem já tivesse interagido. Na verdade, isso é mentira, ele a via sob uma luz mais romântica, sentindo como se tivesse se apaixonado à primeira vista.

Você se virou para encontrar uma posição mais confortável, com seus rostos agora a apenas alguns centímetros de distância. Você observou como os olhos dele estavam ligeiramente abertos, mas sua respiração estava em um ritmo constante.

— Está dormindo? – Você sussurrou levando a mão ao cabelo dele e tirando alguns fios dos olhos. — Acho que estou me apaixonando por você, Ji Changmin.

— Acho que também estou me apaixonando por você. – Ele sussurrou, depois sorriu quando você ofegou com o jeito brincalhão dele.

Apesar de estar em uma situação muito inferior à perfeita, você estava disposta a correr o risco. Esse homem parecia valer a pena e estava pronto para provar isso a você de todas as formas possíveis.

#⠀⠀𖹭 ⠀⠀⎯⎯⠀⠀⠀*⠀⠀𝗇𝖾𝗐⠀⠀𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗅.⠀⠀💌 #story © kyufessions #tradução © typeboyz #mood © estrelinha-s #dividers © cafekitsune #the boyz pt br #ji changmin #changmin #changmin imagines #changmin fluff #changmin cenários #changmin au #changmin x leitora gordinha #leitora gordinha

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zb1 flowers series masterlist ♡

#BACKGROUND!

this series is dedicated solely to the symbolism of different flowers. each member of zb1 will be assigned a flower and have a oneshot or drabble written based on the meaning of their flower, though the flower itself might not even be included. they're mainly used as inspiration for my writing!

this is inspired by something i saw kyufessions do here on tumblr for the boyz, so credit for the idea goes entirely to them!

#CURRENT STATUS!

ongoing, members to be updated as i write them or assign flowers to them. last updated: may 26th, 2023

#LEGEND!

✿ – fluff

☾ – angst

ZHANG HAO - hydrangea ✿

befriending the shy boy in your art class leads to eventual feelings you know you have to face.

SUNG HANBIN - daisy ✿☾

after not having time for each other in your college years, you and your boyfriend break up. by some twist of fate, you meet again a few years later.

SEOK MATTHEW - forget-me-not

forget-me-nots represent true love and remembrance.

SHEN RICKY - hyacinth

hyacinths represent a desire for forgiveness.

PARK GUNWOOK - lavender

lavenders represent love at first sight.

KIM TAERAE - daffodil

daffodils represent creative energy and resilience.

KIM GYUVIN - tulip

tulips represent deep and perfect love.

KIM JIWOONG - dahlia

dahlias represent commitment and everlasting union.

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[milkybonya]

Love-30_the masterlist

🎾 pairing: college athlete! tbz Changmin x campus reporter!reader

🎾 a social media (solely twitter) au with fluff, cracc, and Sangyeon portrayed as a meanie :_( (but he isn't one irl i swear!!)

🎾 study the subject from a distance. once you get emotionally involved, your prose becomes too personal. got it?

the subject: Changmin, deobi university's newest rookie ace tennis player.

you were warned to not get too close.

🎾 status: completed ♡

❕️PLEASE DO NOT SPAM-LIKE ❕️

0. the profiles

1. is Sunwoo okay?

2. Love-All

3. Younghoon: first college crush

4. duuude he's flirting

5. strike one

6. roomie healing time

7. step back or come closer?

8. new crush confirmed?!

9. house party (gone wrong!! not clickbait!)

10. sus..

11. Sunwoo, you did well

12. Chanhee knows all

13. moving on

14. bad timing

15. Sunwoo freedom!!

16. spilled

17. we're the boyz!

18. Sunwoo in glitch mode

19. truth or dare from hell

20. not manifesting but fr

21. telling the friends

22. where is Younghoon?

23. d-day

24. the end is just a new beginning

25. jeju-don't kill the vibe

26. rebirth

27. sleepoverrr

28. finally, jeju

29. they know ur worth when ur gone

30. healing

31. always believe [FINAL CHAPTER]

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[kyufessions]

darling

synopsis: after a late night dinner in the city, you and changmin have some tipsy fun

pairings: boyfriend! changmin x afab! g.n. reader

genre: smut, 18+

request: smut, #11 + #13

word count: 0.7k

warnings: semi-public sex, use of the word slut + darling i think that’s all, lmk if i missed anything!

a/n: this…. yeah 😵‍💫. hope this fit anons needs! sorry it took a bit, enjoy ~

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.” was all your boyfriend needed to say to get you in the mood.

and as soon as you both got back to your hotel room, that’s exactly what you did. as soon as that door closed, you were automatically pressed up against it with each of your clothings being torn off by one another between sloppy, tipsy kisses. although tipsy off of expensive wine and an even more expensive steak dinner, you both were sober enough to consent to what was about to occur. moving from the door to the bed, you eventually moved towards the glass of the large window of your New York City hotel room. normally, you wouldn’t dare doing something like this semi-publicly but considering you were on the fiftieth floor overlooking a river, you both figured that even with the lights off it’d be nearly impossible to notice in the dark of 2:30AM.

as changmin’s lips pulled away from your neck, leaving a deep purple mark, the moonlight illuminated his heavy eyes that seemed to only be focused on you. “get on your hands and knees, right now.” he slurs, his voice deep.

you do as instructed, getting down on the floor only to be railed by your boyfriend moments later. ass in the air as your hands stayed pinned against your back, your drunken moans sound like the perfect melody of changmin’s new favorite song. as he continued plowing into you feverishly, he moved his one hand from your waist to your chest to sit you up straight against his body. his movements were halted for a second, earning a sad sigh to leave your lips at the pleasuring sensation leaving your body.

before you can even question why he stopped, you feel him push you forward against the glass of the window. the cold of the glass sends shivers throughout your body, goosebumps being felt underneath changmin’s fingertips as his free hand travels your body and lands to your clit. the other arm is still wrapped around your chest, keeping your body pressed against his as he continues to pound into you. your hands land on the glass in front of you, wanting to find anything to attempt to hold onto as this pleasure overwhelms you.

“that’s right, darling.” changmin growls, his voice low and demanding as his lips nibble on the tip of your ear before continuing to speak again. “show the world how well you take my cock.”

even though you were in New York City, the city that never sleeps, you didn’t want to moan as loud as you normally do to be considerate of other travelers as well. in order to hold back your moans, you bite down on your lower lip and let out almost inaudible whimpers. but changmin is right behind you, hearing every little sound you and your body make. “be as loud as you always are, darling.” he mumbles as he peppers kisses down your shoulder, nibbling along his trail. “let them hear how much of a beautiful slut you are.”

he felt you clench around him at his words, making him moan himself as well along with you. the vulgar noises bounce off the hotel room walls, your pussy dripping down onto the cold floor and causing a puddle to begin to form. changmin notices this at a quick glance, chuckling between moans as he watches you shake in the window’s reflection. as he feels himself coming close, he quickened his pace on your clit as he went harder into you. before you knew it, you both were coming undone underneath the brightening moonlight providing minimal lighting.

for a few moments, changmin just holds you against his body as you come down from your high, your embrace being all the comfort he needs to calm down after such a rough session. between catching his breath and playing with your hair between his fingers as he admires you laying in his arms, he hears little snores escape from your slightly parted lips. looking down to make sure you were asleep, he picks you up in his arms bridal style and makes sure to tuck you into bed before snuggling up next to you for the night. before falling asleep, he made sure to make a mental note to take more new york city vacations with you.

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[kyufessions]

maybe

synopsis: you go over to your boyfriends to see his new apartment, but one thing leads to another

pairings: hard dom, boyfriend! chanhee x submissive, afab! g.n. reader

genre: smut, 18+

request: smut, #8 + #11 + #31

warnings: choking, praising, oral (m. receiving), i think that’s it, lmk if i missed anything !

word count: 1.1k

a/n: hard(ish) dom chanhee was so hard for me to write omg but i hope i did it at least somewhat well 🥺

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

tbz taglist: @ilovechanhee

all you planned to do was stop by and see changer’s new apartment with his friends, nothing more and nothing less. but as one thing led to another, here you were with your knees on either side of his thighs as you sat in his lap with his lips chasing yours hungrily. your hands played in his red strands as his hands gripped your hips, digging his nails into you whenever you so much as readjusted your sitting position. a smirk grew on your lips whenever you did so, letting out a tiny sigh as you felt him harden underneath you.

growing sexually frustrated from your antics, chanhee started to move your hips back and forth to relieve some of the pent up tension. your whines that filled his room left him wanting more, his mind hazy of thoughts of just you. pulling from your lips, he watched your softened eyes beg for more. smiling confidently, he trails his one hand up your side and to the back of your neck. gripping it firmly yet not too tight as to not hurt you, he feels his dick twitch as you subconsciously reposition yourself once more on his lap.

an almost inaudible moan escapes his lips, holding back his moans so as to not disturb his roommates. you watch him through fluttering eyelashes, enjoying the view of him having to keep silent. normally chanhee was loud, his moans sounding as beautiful as your favorite song. but since his roommates were home, you both needed to remain as quiet as you possibly could without disturbing the others. and as loud as chanhee could get, you can get just as loud; you both hoped you’d be able to keep as quiet as you possibly could.

“get on your hands and knees, right now.” chanhee whispers, watching you nod eagerly as you move from his lap onto his carpet.

without hesitation, he starts slipping off his sweatpants and underwear in one go, kicking them to the side as you watch in awe. what chanhee lacked in thickness he made up for in length, his veins popping out ever so slightly as his tip leaked of precum. chanhee pumped himself a few times, watching as your eyes stared between him and his cock hungrily awaiting it to fill your mouth. taking his hand behind your head, he slowly guided your mouth around his throbbing cock. a smirk played across his lips as he watched your mouth engulf the entirety of his member, a quiet moan leaving his lips from the warmth. he guided you gently, helping you guide your head up and down his cock so you wouldn’t choke too much.

as seconds passed, the noises increased in volume causing chanhee’s anxiety to rise. he quickly grabbed the remote control of his CD player, turning it on and allowing whatever music to play to drown out the vulgar noises. as lauv’s ~ how i’m feeling ~ album played in the background, you continued to get to work on the man in front of you. hollowing your cheeks as you teasingly moved from his shaft to tip, chanhee’s eyes shut close as he threw his head back in pleasure.

“just like that, baby.” he praised, biting down on his bottom lip as he looked back down at you to notice your eyes already staring up at him. the sight of spit rolling down your chin and falling onto his carpet, your eyes watering as your lips tugged up at the corners into a smile was bringing chanhee closer and closer to his orgasm. but he didn’t want to cum in your mouth, most definitely not.

guiding your lips off his cock, he stares admiringly for a few seconds of the messy view in front of him before speaking. “on the bed, now.”

you do as told, crawling on the bed without breaking eye contact for even a split second. normally, your boyfriend was such a soft dom- sometimes even submissive. but tonight was different- it was something about you that made him lose all train of thought. wanting nothing more than to demonstrate how much he loved you, but in the nastiest way possible. before you knew it, your back was against the bed and chanhee’s hand was around your throat as the other lined his cock up with your entrance. coating his cock between your already wet folds, he shoves his cock in and starts going at a merciless pace. hearing dry, choked out moans attempt to escape your lips brought a grin to his face, loving the way your eyes rolled back as he plowed into you.

he took a mental note to be on top more often, loving the view of your contorted face every time he hit the perfect spot. leaning down to place sloppy kisses to your neck, he leans up to your ear for a quick second to whisper to you.“you look so good with my hands around your throat, baby.”

hearing his praises made you clench hard around him, and the occasional squeezing on either side of your throat didn’t help with elongating your release. the feeling was so overwhelming that you felt yourself reaching your orgasm faster than usual, but you didn’t want this to end yet- and neither did he. as if you weren’t already on cloud nine, you feel chanhee’s free hand reach down and start rubbing your clit in slow motions. you tried letting out a tiny moan- any noise, at this point. but the only thing to escape your lips was a choked out tiny yelp of pleasure, earning a cocky chuckle from chanhee.

“i’m cl-close-“ you say before being interrupted, fluttering your eyelashes up at him as his eyes admire every feature of your face and upper body.

you feel a droplet of sweat fall from his forehead to your chest as he’s speaking, your eyes never leaving his as you feel him staring deeply into your soul. “if you want to cum, you better beg.” he growls as he feels you clench around him once again when he picks up the pace of his hips and hand simultaneously.

“ch-chanhee, baby, pl-please let me cum.” you whine, the corner of your eyes pricking with tears as his pace fastens. “y-your cock feels so good, i-i don’t know how much longer i c-can last.”

satisfied with your pleas, he quickly starts moving his hips a bit faster so he can reach his orgasm so you can both release at the same time. he leans down, connecting his lips with yours as they vibrate against one another. chanhee swallows your moans as you both release together, yours louder than his as you feel him fill you up with his juices. pulling away, he rests his forehead against yours with his eyes closed as he regulates his breathing pattern.

maybe being a hard dom wasn’t the worst idea he’s ever had.

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[kyufessions]

Friends with Benefits

pairings: best friend! kim sunwoo x best friend! afab plus sized reader

context: your best friend is also your friends with benefits

word count: 3.6k

warnings: consensual sex, use of the word daddy + slut, overstimulation, some slight choking, lmk if i’m missing anything !

a/n: all lowercase intended , there’s no gendered terms , this is my first smut so pls be nice </3

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as you stuffed another mouthful of popcorn into your mouth, you heard keys jiggling at your front door. you glanced towards the door at the familiar shadow entering, his skinny figure kicking off his shoes and moving at a quick pace towards the sound of the television playing a horror film. you raised a curious brow as your eyes continued to stay glued to the running civilians displayed on the TV in front of you. soon enough, sunwoo was sitting beside you and staring at you. granted, you didn’t have to meet his gaze to know he was staring- you could feel it burning you down.

you waited for your friend to say something, anything. but he was silent, so you decided to speak up first. “may i help you, sir?”

his index and ring finger met under your chin, forcing you to look at him. you glanced down to his lips then his eyes, cocking your head to the side in a teasing manner. his fingers moved from under your chin to down your throat, to then having his fingers wrapped around your throat as his eyes darkened. you couldn’t hold back the smirk spreading on your lips, bringing one of your hands to meet the one around your throat to take it off.

“i need to wash my hands first, they have butter all over them.” you said, a small chuckle escaping you as you stood up and walking towards the kitchen with your half full bowl of popcorn.

a tired and frustrated grunt left sunwoo’s lips, his eyes rolling as he plopped himself across the couch. he had been sexually frustrated all day while at recordings and dance practice. all he wanted was you, his best friend, there with him to encourage him throughout the tiring day. but you were unable to considering you were busy with both in-person and cyber classes up until an hour ago. he understood completely, but it was hard to keep you off his mind all day and even harder to hide the evidence of it behind the cloth of his pants.

you and sunwoo had been friends with benefits for four months now, and best friends for five years. when sunwoo approached you at a cafe, asking if he could sit with you so he didn’t feel too alone, you couldn’t help but agree to have his company. you had noticed him walk in, thinking he was one of the prettiest men you’d ever laid your eyes upon, but didn’t do anything but admire from afar. but as soon as he offered you his company, you decided to take on this opportunity presented to you by the heavens. that evening you both stayed till closing, getting to know each other between ramyun and tons of coffee. that night, he walked you home and exchanged numbers. since then, you both became close friends and nothing more- up until four months ago.

it would be a lie to say you didn’t find him attractive. i mean, who wouldn’t? but you never pursued anything with him because you were never one for relationships, and when you developed feelings for him two years ago you decided to put your friendship with him first. you liked what you had with him, and didn’t want to lose it. you eventually forgot about your feelings for him, up until you decided to put yourself out there. when sunwoo noticed you kept coming back from dates disappointed, he got a bit pissed thinking it were the men that did something to make you not want to see them. but truth be told, they just weren’t him so you gave up on them automatically.

fast forward to four months ago and you were in your tiny apartment, staring up at the ceiling after having studied for several hours. your best friend sat beside you upright, his back against your headboard. as he played with your hair, he stared down at you admiringly as he spoke about something that had been on his mind lately.

“i’ve been so, irritated lately.” he admitted, causing a turn of your head towards his direction.

“huh? did someone do something? do i have to fight someone?” you asked, getting ready to pound on someone for messing with someone as lovely as him.

a small laugh left his lips. “no no, not like that.” he paused for a moment, biting down on his inner lip before speaking again. “like, sexually irritated. frustrated i guess is the correct phrasing.”

a small ‘oh’ let your mouth as you turned back around to look at the white ceiling. you and sunwoo had always been very open with one another, even with taboo subjects like this. so him admitting this to you wasn’t surprising in the slightest.

“i’m sure you can find someone, many people like you, woo.” you reached up and patted his thigh dramatically.

“do you want to be friends with benefits?”

you were shocked by his question, but at the end of the day agreed to it. sunwoo was never one to sleep around, he only slept with those he trusted such as past partners- but never a friend. that night he exclaimed he didn’t want a romantic relationship, just missed being with someone in that sense. and low and behold, you were in a similar boat- at least that’s what you told him. you didn’t agree to this to potentially get him to fall in love with you, but just to help a friend out and imagine what it was like to be with someone you had dreamt about being with for quite some time.

here you are now, four months on the dot and in a small kitchen cleaning off your small chubby hands of movie theatre butter. he had been so quiet shuffling into the kitchen you hadn’t heard his footsteps, so when his arms snaked around your waist it caused you to jump a little. he noticed and chuckled devilishly, a successful smirk plastered on his face.

“sorry, baby.” he mumbled as he started pressing kisses on your neck, his hands finding their way under your shirt and rubbing your stomach.

“no you’re not.” you sighed in pleasure as you leaned over to grab a hand towel, drying off your hands. or, attempting to at least since it was hard to not get lost in the sensation of how good he made you feel with such simplistic touches.

you felt his fingers graze over your stretch marks, something he loved doing all the time. he always placed loving kisses over them, even when he was being rough. his right hand moved down towards your shorts, slipping a hand between the fabric of the underwear and shorts. his left hand roamed up your body, cupping your one breast in his hand and rubbing his thumb over your already-sensitive nipple.

a gasp left your mouth, your hands moving onto the counter to grip the edge of it. your mind was gradually becoming clouded with thoughts of your best friend, losing your mind at how he knew exactly how to please you. before you knew it, sunwoo turned you around to face him. for a few seconds, all you both did was stare at one another- his lustful gaze taking in your needy one. he took his hand from under your shirt and cupped your cheek, grazing it with his thumb before running it across your lower lip.

“open, baby.” he demands, and you do as told.

as your lips part, he shoves his thumb in to settle on top of your tongue. when you enclose your lips on his finger, swirling your tongue around and sucking on it longingly as your eyelashes flutter at him, you can feel his hand that was still down your shirt roaming down further. he soon grips on your thigh, digging his nails into it and earning a small squeal from you.

he extracted his thumb after a few moments, chuckling lowly as he brought his hand back underneath your shirt and started brushing against your hardened nipple with his newly wet finger. the action made you shiver, earning a tiny moan from you. the sounds you made turned sunwoo on to the max, whether the sounds are meant to be in a sexual manner or not they definitely drove him crazy. everything about you was so sexy to him- from the way you carried yourself, to all your physical attributes- he couldn’t find a single flaw within you, in his eyes at least.

as soon as the almost inaudible moan escaped your mouth, sunwoo kissed you in a way you haven’t felt him do so before. you could tell he was starving just by the way he didn’t even hesitate to bite down on your lower lip in a gentle manner, earning a groan from you. you licked his lips in response, requesting access to taste more of him. as you felt the smirk play across his lips, you knew it wasn’t going to be that easy. he may have been needy, but he wasn't going to be easy. you brought your hand from the counter to his neck, snaking your fingers around the side and to the back where you could run your fingers through his dark strands.

at first, you were only running your fingers through his sweaty hair, until you decided to tug on it roughly in response to his teasing. a soft moan of his vibrated against your lips, making you squeeze your legs together to hide the slickness forming between them. as each second passed, you could feel the fabric near your heat becoming more dependent on your folds. sunwoo knew how to play his cards right, but little did he know two can play at that game.

your other hand roamed his clothed body for a second, feeling his abs underneath the loosely fitted black tee he was wearing. you slid your hand underneath, tracing each pack lightly before placing a hand on his lower back to push both of your bodies together. the feeling of his growing member made you feel hazy for a moment, imagining what it would be like to have it inside of you at that very moment. you requested access one more time before going through with your plan, hoping you wouldn’t have to if he had obliged. but, yet again, he didn’t. he just tugged on your bottom lip, sucking on it as if it were the first thing he tasted all day. when he denied access, you decided to tug on his hair again, except this time you grinded up against his front at the same time which earned a low moan to erupt from him.

“fuck..” he muttered as he quickened his pace on your nipples, his other hand resting right above where you wanted him to touch you most. “you want me, baby?”

with those words, and the fastening of the pace on your sensitive nub, you can feel the fabric of your underwear fully sticking to your folds as you squeeze your thighs together once more. “yes, daddy.” you reply, looking at him innocently as you grinded up against his hardened that was met with yet another tug- just one that wasn’t as aggressive.

and with that, his hand swiftly moved from your nipple and to your hair to pull your head back, the other pushing your fabric to the side and automatically shoving two fingers in as he pumped at a fast pace. you let out a choked moan, shutting your eyes at the sudden penetration that felt so good and so wrong at the same exact time.

“look at you,” he started, his voice lower than it had been before. “so wet already and i hadn’t even properly touched you.” he was right, you had been so wet already that the sounds your pussy made made it sound like you been getting fucked for hours- but low and behold, you were just severely turned on.

you gripped his hair with one hand as the other moved from his back to his bicep, your nails digging into them harshly. as sunwoo continued with his pace, you could feel the knot in your stomach start to come loose. he was going so fast, you had no clue where he even got this energy from when he had been working so hard all day in the dance studio. his grip on your hair tightened, causing you to lay your head against the cabinet and mumble profanities under your breath. when you felt his fingers curl inside of you, that’s when you knew you had a few seconds before you were going to release.

“i-i’m going to-“ and there it was. just as you tried to choke out those words, out came your release down pouring onto his fingers and gliding down his hand.

even as you released, your friend never stopped pumping you. maybe not at such a fast pace as before, but he was still going. sunwoo was one for overstimulation, whether it was giving or receiving. he loved seeing the way your face scrunched up in both pleasure and pain, wishing he were able to have that image framed for him and him only. he thought you were so alluring, even in your fucked out state.

the pain mixed with pleasure was causing multiple moans to escape your lips and the grip on his hair tighten. as your grip tightened, you could hear a moan from his lips that caused you to feel a knot again. but that feeling soon dissipated as you felt his fingers leave your hole, a sigh of relief washing over you for a brief moment before he slapped your pussy. a squeal left your lips as he did so, a small satisfied smile spreading across your face. but, before you could even think another thought, you feel his hand start rubbing your clit violently.

“fuck, fuck, fuck!” you screamed, digging your nails back into his bicep and pushing his forehead against yours. you could feel that same feeling yet again, knowing it all too well especially when he was around.

he watched your mouth open agape, small gasps and moans pouring out at every second. gosh, he could watch this view all day. “squirt for me baby, i know you want to.” he growled, tugging on your hair and laying your head on the cabinet so he could attach his lips to your neck. all the while, he could feel the pre-cum start dripping onto the fabric of his boxers.

the pleasure of his rubbing mixed with the sucking on your neck started to drive you over the edge. soon, the kitchen was filled with noises of your loud moans of your best friend's name and the pleasure pouring out of you. for a solid minute, all sunwoo did was make sure all of it was out of you. mainly for his pleasure of hearing your moans mixed with the sounds.

at this point, his dick was hard and craving to feel it being swallowed up by you. when your breathing slowed down, he swiftly took off your underwear and pants with one motion and threw it on top of the mess you made on the floor. before you could even comprehend what he was doing, he picked you up and placed you on the kitchen counter. you pouted at him as he did so, slapping his bicep playfully after he placed you on top of the surface.

“i told you never to pick me up, sunwoo.” you exclaimed, looking down in your lap. “i’m too heavy.”

he shook his head as he took off his sweats and underwear, throwing it on top of your clothing pile. “don’t be ridiculous.” he scoffed. “you’d never be too heavy for me. besides, i like you the way you are.” he cupped your face with his hands, forcing you to make eye contact with him. he could notice the shift in your eyes, making his heart sink for a moment. “i’ll show you in a moment, baby.”

he released his hands from your face, using them to take off the old shirt you were wearing and throwing it to the side. he quickly touched your folds, making sure to coat his fingers so he could pump himself a few times before filling you up. you watched him do his thing, bringing your hand up to grab the back of his neck and smash his lips onto yours.

no matter how many times you two kissed, it always felt right. it always brought heat to both of your cheeks, and everything always moved in sync. you were obsessed with his kisses, and his with yours. his free hand fell on your waist, gripping your side roll which brought butterflies in your chest. sunwoo always seemed loved your body, even on days where you couldn’t bring yourself to. and he always made sure to remind you of how absolutely stunning you were both inside and out- especially on the outside.

once he felt ready enough, he positioned himself and wasted no time in shoving himself into you. his pace started off not too rough or too slow, but just perfect enough to catch you off guard. a gasp escaped your mouth, causing you to break the kiss for a moment.

“fuck, baby. oh my gosh.” you gasped, squeezing the back of his neck gently.

“damn, you feel so good.” he admitted, his eyes shutting tightly for a moment before opening back up to look at you. “such a good slut for daddy, hm?”

gosh, he drove you up a wall. you loved how one moment he seemed all soft and gentle, and the next he was rough on you and calling you a slut or a whore. you loved every second of it. the feeling of his thick member stretching you out made your eyes shut close, enjoying the pleasure every movement brought you. even though you have been fucking for several months, you still couldn’t get enough of how he made you feel. and he felt the same- he felt as though your pussy was made for him with the way you took it in every time.

you nodded at his question, eyes still shut. he shook his head with a low moan, “i want you to look at me, baby.” he says, cupping your face and forcing you to meet his hungry gaze. “i want to see how well you take daddy’s cock tonight.”

sunwoo felt your walls clench around him as he finished his sentence, a smirk now occupying his face. “you like it when i talk to you like that?” all you did was nod and gulp, not even respond. “don’t hold back your moans baby, i want everyone to hear how good of a slut you are for daddy.” another clench, another moan.

as he felt your walls against him clench once more, he decided to pick up his pace. you did as told, you looked at him as multiple profanities left your lips and watched as moans left his. with the new pace, you could feel yourself getting close as the warm feeling was approaching you once again. which was perfect because his dick twitching inside of you signaled he was close as well.

“i’m so close, baby.” you confessed, followed by a loud moan that echoed throughout the apartment.

“me too baby, let’s cum together.” your friend replied, moaning at the feeling of you clenching around him.

you pulled sunwoo’s forehead against yours as you both rid out your highs together, the only word leaving your lips being his name. the feeling of his hot release made you choke out a soft moan, almost inaudible. the way your moans meshed together in perfect harmony always brought butterflies into sunwoo’s chest, the sound being almost as beautiful as he thought you were. he wanted to feature the sound on a song, actually. but he knew it’d be highly inappropriate and you would shut down the idea immediately, so he just kept that little secret to himself.

as you heard his breathing slowed down to a normal pattern and he extracted his member from inside of you, you cupped his face in your hands and placed one last longing kiss for the night before deciding to hop down as best as you could from the counter, your knees wobbly and you dripping of his seed. when sunwoo noticed you almost trip over, he helped you regain your balance and chuckled embarrassed.

when you turned to him, you playfully squinted your eyes at him and grabbed onto the counter for balance. “you- i have work tomorrow afternoon.”

he shrugged, failing to hold back a smile. “not my fault.” he joked, bending down to pick up all the clothes.

“if i have to call off tomorrow-“

“then we can do it all over again.” he interrupted, leaning to place a soft kiss on your forehead. “now go shower, i’ll clean this up.”

you glared at sunwoo before limping away towards the bathroom, being careful as to not fall over from how fucked out you felt. as you showered, sunwoo cleaned up the mess from the floor and took both his and your clothes to the hamper to wash tomorrow. by the time he finished cleaning up, he still heard the shower running and decided to go check if everything was okay.

he knocked twice on the door before entering. “everything okay in there?” he asked aloud.

you hummed in response, nodding your head as you washed up. your back was turned as you felt his arms snake around your waist, automatically making you turn around to face him. “you’re hard again? seriously?”

he laughed, nodding and taking his one hand to wrap around your throat as he squeezed the sides of it gently. “round two, baby?”

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[kyufessions]

SUNWOO - WHITE ROSES

meaning: white roses represent innocence, charm, purity, silence, and secrecy

pairings: star soccer player! sunwoo x college peer! g.n. reader

synopsis: maybe the university’s star soccer player isn’t who you thought he originally was.

word count: 2.8k

warnings: slight mention of food, mention of sleeping around, a bit of cursing but tbh not a lot whatsoever, overall just cuteness

a/n: stfu bc this is actually so cute i’m gonna melt

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dark bouncy hair, plump lips, and the warmest smile are just some physical attributes to describe The Kim Sunwoo: your university’s star soccer player. he was everyone’s dream boy in some aspect, whether it be dream boyfriend, dream friend, and so forth. you never paid much attention to him though since every player, whether they were a star or not, were all the same. they all either tried to get in your pants or treated you like some ‘fan’ of theirs whenever you had to interview them for the newspaper. it was annoying, and you being a journalist for your school didn’t help you in the slightest since you had to go to every game and interview them often.

you would switch from the sports category, but you never got out much and being a reporter helped you explore more of the city. plus, you secretly liked sports. playing them was another story but watching them always sparked your interest. you tried playing soccer and tennis when you were younger, but the competitiveness always pushed you away. so growing up you just played for fun, despite you actually being pretty good at it.

it was another thursday night in the journalism club, and here you were getting your instructions on who to interview for tomorrow's games. you had a volleyball game in the afternoon and a soccer game at night, all you had to figure out was who you had to interview. you felt all your nerves arise when you were told to interview Sunwoo, knowing every article written about him was always front of the paper and well read throughout the campus. and since this was the last game of the season, this article had to be better than any other you’ve ever written. the pressure was on and very high; you weren’t sure whether to be excited or nervous so you decided on both.

the next day flew by fast, along with the volleyball game in the afternoon. you ended up interviewing one of the newer players that were growing quickly within the team. she had always seemed pretty nice, but when you interviewed her she seemed quite cocky and stuck up which was very off putting for you. when you left the gymnasium, you made your way across campus to the coffee shop to lighten up your mood after dealing with someone like her. you had an hour and a half until the soccer game and decided to kill some time by looking up anything you can find on sunwoo.

you found his twitter and scrolled for a few before getting bored, then deciding to scroll on his facebook and anything else you can find. you found out about his family and other likings such as his favorite movies, his tattoo, and his liking of the rain (you assumed this since he would post pictures of the rain a lot). time moved by in a flash, making you almost miss the beginning of the soccer game you surely could not miss for the world. this article could definitely help you in the long run when it came to your future journalism career, and you were going to make sure of it.

as you maneuvered through the crowd to find the perfect spot, you let out a relieved sigh when you finally found it. within a few minutes the game had started, leaving you almost no time to pull out a journal and start taking notes. you watched as sunwoo scored continuously for the next two hours, leaving you nothing short of impressed. every game he always left you speechless- he knew how to play the game and knew how to play it right. the smile on his face was brighter than any game you’ve witnessed him in, assuming since he was doing even better this game and it being the last one for a bit. everyone around you cheered loudly for the brown wavy haired boy, and he always interacted with everyone to keep the cheers going. if you didn’t know any better, you’d think you were at a concert. but, of course, if you were you would actually be having fun.

to say sunwoo wasn’t attractive would be a lie, because truth be told he was. it’s the way all his facial features meshed together perfectly, making him look like something sculpted by michelangelo himself. as if the famous sculpture took his time creating him. and to get lost in his eyes whenever he looked in the crowd, especially under the lighting of the field, was very easy to do. even if you felt him look at you for a few seconds too long, which you figured you were exaggerating about, you found yourself smiling to yourself as you looked down at your notepad. surely he couldn’t be looking at me, you thought, not with all these other people surrounding me. he was probably just looking at one of them, maybe someone behind me.

before you knew it the game came to a close, your university winning the final game of the season. everyone cheered sunwoo’s name as he made the last goal to ensure the win, his team lifting him up in the air happily as his name filled the air. you found yourself clapping out of respect, because he sure as hell knew how to put on a game. when the crowd gradually died down, you made your way towards sunwoo and the three other team members he was speaking with. you didn’t like those three all too well, having interviewed them already and each one a bigger asshole than the next. they noticed you start approaching, their attention now on you before you even opened your mouth.

“hi sunwoo, i’m y/n and i’m with the university’s newspaper. would you mind if ask you a few questions about tonight’s game?” you spoke up, trying your best to sound as professional as possible.

the other three left at sunwoo’s request after he agreed to be interviewed, all of them eyeing you as they made their way towards a group of girls out on the field. you asked him multiple questions about the game, and each time he gave you an answer filled with enthusiasm and pure joy. he was genuine, and for once you actually enjoyed interviewing the soccer team.

“your younger sister must be really proud.” you added towards the end, sending him a comforting smile.

he sent you a weak smile as he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “i hope so. she isn’t able to come to my games much since my hometown is an hour away.”

you frowned, nodding apologetically. “i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have said anything. my apologies-“

“it’s okay, really. you’re a reporter, i get it.” he interrupted as he shoved his hands in his pockets when the wind picked up.

you felt yourself shiver, wanting nothing more than to finish up the interview and head home to your warm dorm room. sunwoo noticed this, automatically taking off his jacket and holding it out for you to take. you shook your head, insisting he keep his jacket on so he doesn’t get cold himself.

“i insist.” he exclaimed, shaking it temptingly in his hands playfully. “i’ll be fine without it. but you, on the other hand, might not by the way you’re shaking.” shit, was it that obvious?

sunwoo took a few steps forward and put his jacket around your shoulders throughout your protests, causing him to let out a chuckle from how annoyingly adorable you were being. “it’s fine, just give it back to me on monday in sociology.”

you cocked your head to the side, wondering what he was speaking about. “how’d you know i have sociology?”

“we’re in the same class.” you instantly felt bad. you opened your mouth to say something but he instantly shut it down. “it’s fine. i sit in the back to sleep and you’re always in the first row. i wouldn’t expect you to notice me, anyway.”

you held his jacket closer to you, shooting him an apologetic look. “i’m sorry, you probably think i’m a jerk or something.”

he shook his head right away, waving a dismissive hand. “the opposite, actually. the way you handle all your interviews are really professional and i admire that about you- your work i mean. i’m honored. and for you to not notice me isn’t a big deal, if anything it’s a relief.”

you nodded, feeling a slight blush creep across your cheeks. “thank you, i appreciate it.”

you asked him the last of your questions, cuddling close into his jacket as it warmed you up. when you finished, you thanked him for his time and apologized for keeping him from his teammates.

sunwoo looked around, making sure no one was listening. he lowered his voice before beginning to speak to you again. “can i say something off the record?” you were confused, but nodded nonetheless. “i don’t really like my teammates, they’re the biggest assholes i’ve ever met.”

you held your hand over your mouth, attempting to hold back a laugh but failing to do so. when you laughed, so did he. that was the last thing you were expecting him to say, especially to someone he just met.

your laughing fit was interrupted by one of his teammates yelling over to him asking if he wanted to join them for drinks. he shook his head, explaining how tired he was and how he just wanted to get back to his dorm and relax. they all called him a pussy, all eventually leaving with a group of women that were gawking over their every move.

you rolled your eyes at the men and sunwoo seemed to notice, raising a brow. “you don’t like them?”

“oh gosh, no. i’ve interviewed almost every single member of your team and each one was worse than the last.” you shook your head, closing up your notebook and slipping it into the jacket pocket. you made a mental note to take it out once you made it to your dorm safely, knowing you’d forget to even do so and he’d end up with your notes.

as minutes passed, the night became colder. as you noticed this, you thanked sunwoo for his time and started to walk towards the direction of the dorms. or, tried to at least. you were stopped just a few steps into your journey by sunwoo calling out to you, running up to you.

“is it okay if i walk you to your dorm? i’m going in the same direction. unless you don’t want to then i understand-“

“sure, sounds nice.”

the short seven minute walk to your dorm was nice, making small conversation here and there. sunwoo was surprisingly easy to talk to, he even was really playful with his words which made you do the same. you felt like you could be yourself with him, which was a nice surprise to the jerk you imagined he’d be.

“so, you read my articles?” you asked suddenly, nudging his side playfully as you clinged onto his jacket.

a small blush appeared on his cheeks, a shy smile spreading across his plump lips. “sometimes, yeah. it’s not my fault they’re well written, though. they’re always a fun read.”

“they’re all about boring sports and writing tips, sunwoo.”

“and they’re interesting, so deal with it.” he joked, shooting you a teasing smile as you laughed softly.

he held the door open for you as you entered the dorm building, following closely behind you like a lost puppy. as you approached your room, you felt your stomach churn. you were actually upset to leave his side because you enjoyed his company so much. what the hell?

before you could even say goodnight to him, sunwoo spoke up first. “did you want to come and watch tangled with me tonight, in my dorm? i can make us snacks and hot chocolate and stuff, if you want.” you just stared at him, confused at his invitation. it was sudden and caught you off guard, which is why there was silence for a few seconds. “i’ll take that as a-“

“sure, but let me grab my laptop first.” and just like that, you quickly shuffled into your dorm room and grabbed your laptop bag from your desk drawer. you switched from sneakers into a pair of fuzzy slippers, making your way back out to sunwoo with a smile and bag in hand. then realization hit you. “wait, won’t we disturb your roommate? it’s nearly ten at night.”

“i have a single dorm.”

“what? how?”

“i requested one last semester and they gave it to me.”

“lucky ass.” you mumbled, glaring at him.

the man winked at you, grabbing your arm gently and leading you to his dorm room up on the fifth floor and away from yours which was on the third. as you entered his dorm room, you were surprised to find it somewhat organized. it wasn’t messy like you thought it might be, but rather an organized mess. it fit him well.

he told you to make yourself comfy on his bed, and you did just that. then you took it upon yourself as he made the hot chocolate and mini snack tray to pull up his netflix account on his TV and put on tangled. you paused it before it started, not wanting to watch it without him. as he did his thing, you opened your laptop and snuck the note pad out from your jacket to start a rough draft of your article on the two games you sat through today.

when he finally returned, he smiled at the site of you sitting cross legged on his bed, in his jacket, cuddled up under his blankets and facing his television with tangled paused on the screen. believe it or not, you had been sunwoo’s crush for the past year. only his two closest friends, jacob and hyunjae, knew of this crush on you. when you noticed you in the crowd earlier, he couldn’t help but smile seeing you there. and when he read your articles about everyone else on the team, he had always hoped you would interview him some day. that’s why when you finally approached him tonight he felt a little giddy inside and had to hold back a happy smile. he never approached you because he was too scared. i mean, you never even noticed him last year or this year, so why would he? sunwoo never thought too highly of himself, even though everyone around him seemed to do the opposite. he always had people gushing over him and wanting to be him, and yet the one person’s attention he always wanted never seemed to give it to him. until tonight, that was.

you felt a pair of eyes on you and looked up, finding the wavy haired man standing there with a snack tray full of goodies and two mugs of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows. right away you made playful grabby hands in his direction, smiling up at him. when he snapped out of his daze, he could’ve melted right then and there. the sight was too much for him to handle, yet he found himself making his way towards the empty side of the bed and scooting next to you.

he placed the snack tray between you both, leaning over nosely at your laptop screen. “what’re you writing? is it the article?”

you nodded, closing the laptop and putting it on the nightstand to your right. “i have to write one about the volleyball team and tonight’s soccer game. figured i might as well get a head start.”

he picked up his mug, bring it to his lips and taking a small sip before responding. “and about me too, of course.”

you rolled your eyes playfully at him, grabbing the remote and pressing play. “no, i just approached you randomly after the game for funsies.”

even though he knew you were joking, he wish it were true in some sort of way. he wished you were interested in him the way he was in you. but for now, whatever was blossoming between you both tonight, he would take that in a heartbeat. as you both watched the movie, sneaking snacks and glances in between scenes, sunwoo felt your head plop on his shoulder and soon your breathing regulate. when he moved his head a bit to look down at you, he noticed you had fallen asleep with a peanut M&M in your mouth. he quickly reached for his phone with his free arm, careful not to wake you, and snapped a picture he would soon cherish and tease you about when you woke back up.

kim sunwoo was finally hanging out with his crush, and you realized that not all athletes are complete assholes who only see you as a body count.

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salted caramel

synopsis: you have a tiny crush on the local starbucks barista

pairings: barista! kevin x college student! g.n. reader

word count: 1.1k

a/n: nothing but kevin moon barista brain rot ,, has me giggling right now idk y’all

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana

poetry wednesdays were starting to become kevin’s favorite day of the week. he’d be lying if he said there wasn’t a particular reasoning behind it, because frankly being able to hear a bunch of amateur poets as he takes coffee orders during a slow two hours was a calming end to his midweek shift. between being a full time college student in the arts and also being a full time barista, only certain days of the week work for him and wednesday’s just so happened to be one of those days for him. so every wednesday here he was: working a six hour shift in a starbucks that was in a barnes and nobles, in the middle of a random shopping center downtown.

and every wednesday around the same time, 5:15PM sharp, entered an exhausted looking you with your adventure time themed laptop bag and backpack full of books and school supplies. every wednesday you sat at the same table, ordered the same drink and salted caramel cookies, and typed away on your laptop for several hours till around 9PM. you never noticed anyone around you, always keeping to yourself and staying in your own personal bubble. but little did you know kevin would make sure no one took your table by setting a store sign on top of it, then removing it five minutes before you entered to ensure no one ever sat in your seat since you seemed to enjoy that particular one. whenever anyone did take your table, he would slip in an extra cookie into your bag as a personal ‘i'm sorry’ and secretly hoped you appreciated it.

being as observant as you are, you gradually started to realize that. to realize the overly friendly and cheerful barista who would slip you an extra salted caramel cookie into your bag whenever your table seemed to be occupied by others, and occasionally look over to see him catching a glimpse at you as he worked on a drink for a customer. if you didn’t find him as attractive as you did, you would find it creepy. but considering you found him quite attractive, you still found it creepy but just less creepy than you normally would. regardless, you started to pay more attention to the man. you started to notice his preppy attitude more, and take notice of the way his eyes would crescent whenever his smile would grow with his laughter. you even took notice of his name: kevin.

normally you’d prefer to sit at home and study away in your room, finding peace and quiet more comfortable for your social anxiety ridden self. but since it’s your last year of college, and you’ve basically hidden yourself away all three years, you’ve decided to put yourself out there by getting out more. since you love reading and coffee, and noticed poetry readings being advertised that were happening at your local barnes and nobles every wednesday, you decided that would be the perfect opportunity. so here you are several months later, doing exactly what you branched out to do but not having made any friends. but maybe a small crush on the smiley barista is a good start, you thought.

as you hopped off the bus, you stepped aside out of view of the starbucks window. pulling out your phone, you opened the front facing camera to check your hair and make sure you looked at least somewhat presentable after attending three lectures ranging between 8AM and 4PM. satisfied with your looks, you quickly shoved your phone in your pocket and made your way inside the store. you noticed how empty it seemed to be today, not too surprised since it is the middle of the week and you were an hour and a half early to the poetry reading. regardless, you made your way towards the starbucks and stood in line to place your order. looking into the bakery glass, you noticed the empty space of where the salted caramel cookies normally were. you pouted to yourself, looking at the other options they had. when you were ready, you stepped up to the counter and were greeted by the same friendly, handsome face.

“welcome back, the regular?” kevin questioned, his one hand getting ready to input your order as the other started to grab the venti sized cup.

you let out a soft laugh, fiddling with your thumbs. “if you mean a venti caramel ribbon crunch with two salted caramel cookies then yes, but you seem to be out.”

he shook his head as his eyes met yours, his hand reaching down the side of the counter and grabbing a bag filled with three salted caramel cookies. this is the first time kevin’s seen you smile, and for it to be at him is even more heart fluttering. he’d definitely be writing about this in his journal later- about how sparkling your smile is and how it seems to lighten up the room so effortlessly.

“how did you-“

“you've been coming here for the past three months straight every day, at the same time, and ordering the same items. it’s very easy to memorize, plus your beauty is hard to forget so of course i’d remember you.”

if you could, you’d hide your face in your hands from the reddening cheeks you knew were very prominent. you started pulling out your card before you saw the cash register open and close swiftly, then looking up to see kevin handing you the bag of cookies with a sheepish smile.

“it’s on the house, don’t worry. i’ll let you know when your drink’s ready.” all you did was nod and say thank you before making your way to your table, only to notice it occupied by a small group of people. you shrugged it off, making your way to another random table and taking out your laptop jumpstart early on an essay. pulling out a cookie to get a small bite in before typing your first word, you notice a small piece of paper in the bag and unfold it curiously.

maybe you can make this up for me by taking me out to dinner sometime soon? xxx-xxx-xxxx

taken aback, you didn’t even notice him approach you with your drink and place it next to the cookie bag. looking up startled, he took a small step back and shoved his hands into his apron pockets.

“sorry if i was too forward, i just figured i’d shoot my shot. if i made you uncomfortable in any way i’m sorry, that wasn’t my intentions, i just-“

“how does monday night sound?”

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[kyufessions]

butterfly

synopsis: your boyfriend, sunwoo, does your hair for you

pairings: boyfriend! sunwoo x fem! black reader

genre: fluff

warnings: suggestive if you squint!

word count: 0.8k

a/n: my friend specifically requested something for a black reader, so i wrote this for them specifically! but they also suggested posting this on tumblr so here it is lol. so this is mainly for them but i hope others enjoy this as well!

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

groaning, you reposition yourself on the bean bag chair provided to you by your boyfriend. it’s been two and a half hours so far, and he was only halfway done. although you appreciate his attention to detail and carefulness when it came to getting your locs to look absolutely perfect, your ass was also starting to hurt along with your neck and back.

“stop groaning, i’ll be done in no time.” he says, hyper focused on getting the crotch hook through the small hole to start the process again. “are you sure you don’t need any medication for a headache or anything? i can make one of the guys go grab me one from the kitchen.”

“no i’m fine, baby but thank you.” staring at the random spongebob episode to help pass the time, you twiddle with your thumbs out of pure boredom. “you didn’t have to learn how to do butterfly locs for me, you know. i feel bad this is how you’re spending your day off. you should be relaxing.”

you giggle at the sound of him sucking in air between his teeth dramatically, feeling his lips place a quick kiss to the side of your head before continuing on your hair. “this is relaxing, actually. i didn’t want you paying a ridiculous price for you to just get your hair done.” heat rose to your cheeks at his words, causing your lips to curve into a smile. “besides, this is a nice bonding experience. i love spending time with you like this.”

a few minutes go by in silence, sunwoo focusing on your hair as you sip out of a mug full of hot cocoa and laugh occasionally at the jokes that flew over your head as a child. you heard him start humming to a familiar song you couldn’t quite place. ignoring it, you go back to being in your own world until you hear him start mumbling lyrics.

“what’s your name, b.o.b., so they calling you bob.” sunwoo trails on under his breath, his eyes focusing on finishing the one loc. “stop playing, you know that i’m known for the bob.”

you burst out laughing after swallowing your drink mid-sip, hearing him laugh as well. “baby, are you singing nicki right now?”

he nods as he laughs, almost done with the one crotched butterfly loc. “you wanted short butterfly locs that look like a bob. you can’t blame me.” he jokes, making you laugh a bit more before continuing to let him do his thing in silence.

you feel him finish on the one loc, about to start on the next. taking the opportunity, you lean back to look at him for a split second and place your head on his chest. upon seeing you puckering your lips, he laughs at your antics and kisses you lovingly for a few seconds. he takes his unoccupied hand and places it awkwardly on your cheek, rubbing small shapes into the apple of it. upon feeling the awkward hand placement, you smile into the kiss as does sunwoo. kissing him always took you to another world, making your stomach do flips as your lips moved perfectly with each other.

pulling away, you peck his lips one more time before sitting back up straight. “hey,” he pouts, pulling you down towards him gently. “you can’t just do that.”

you raise a playful eyebrow, smirking as your head lays on his shoulder and he wraps his arms around your waist. “do what?” you question in an innocent tone, interlocking fingers with him as they lay on your stomach.

without a word, he leans down to kiss you once again. except this time it was longer, more passionate and loving than ever before. he tugs at your bottom lip, earning a small squeal from you. as he explores your mouth, you feel his hands start moving downward towards the basketball shorts you borrowed from him the night before. you quickly pull away, both breathless as your foreheads are pressed against one another’s.

“if you finish my locs first then we can do whatever you want for the rest of the day.” you whisper before pecking his lips.

“but i miss how you taste.” he whines quietly, his fingers playing with the string of the shorts.

you fully sit up, pointing at your half finished hair. “afterwards, baby.”

he nods, placing a soft kiss to your exposed shoulder as you sat in an old tank top of his that you, once again, borrowed but never really plan on giving back. “i’ll wait however long, my sugar princess pumpkin puss.”

you visibly cringe at his dumb nickname, already used to him coming up with stupid ones almost everyday. “you’re lucky i like you, kim sunwoo.”

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[kyufessions]

sims 4

synopsis: you catch the eye of the most loved couple on campus, younghoon and chanhee

pairings: boyfriend! younghoon x plus sized, tall! g.n. reader x boyfriend! chanhee

genre: fluff, polyamorous couple

requested?: yes

warnings: death (younghoon’s sim), mention of food, judgement towards plus sized! reader from a minor character in the story but it comes and goes quickly + bbangnyu shuts it down fast

word count: 3.6k

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois

a/n: yeaaaa i went off with this one. hope y’all like it 🫶. this request was so fun, i enjoyed it a lot.

every thursday, friday, and saturday you sit in the same spot in the library. you sit in a back corner by the poetry section, a section where almost nobody comes to since collections of saddening love confessions don’t seem to be college kids forte nowadays. most days you would sit by and complete assignments, always making sure to finish everything before the due date so you don’t completely forget about it due to your lack of memory. but since you were constantly ahead of your assignments, some days you would either sit on your laptop and play the sims 4 or read a random book off of the book shelf nearest to you.

thankfully, no one ever dared to bother you. you’ve always mainly kept to yourself for the most part, only ever speaking to others when you had a project or someone dared to ask you something like directions to their classroom or the cafeteria. the resting bitch face you were gifted with along with your introverted personality made you somewhat of an outsider on top of going to a college that was three hours away from all you’ve ever known. you never cared of how others perceived you, you just always went about your day and did what you had to do to ensure a successful life for yourself. and you liked it that way.

the rain droplets danced against the large window as you played the sims 4 on your laptop, creating a new sim for the legacy challenge you had started around a week ago. since it was not only a friday evening but the weather was gloomy, not many people were in the library except for a few groups of people working on group projects and individuals checking out books for classes. but you enjoyed the vibe of the growing night, day6’s about now playing in your earphones as the world moved around you.

on weekends, the library closed by seven. but since the weather called for thunderstorms, the two lovebirds working behind the desk decided to close an hour early to ensure everyone’s safety when getting home, themselves included. both chanhee and younghoon were known around campus as the cutest, most refreshing couple, having been dating since freshman year of college and still going strong in their last year. they were both very friendly and became seemingly popular due to that fact, their clothes seeming to match in opposite ways and hair colors matching in some way, shape, or form. everybody adored them, and to say you didn’t would be a lie.

younghoon picks up the microphone in the library to speak into the loudspeaker, lowering the volume of it so it wouldn’t be too loud for those studying. “the library will be closing early today at 6PM due to the upcoming thunderstorm, thank you for your patience and understanding.”

chanhee snickers at the tone and word choice of his boyfriend, turning from the computer he was logging check-outs into. “you make yourself sound like an elderly english professor.”

younghoon rolls his eyes, walking back over to his lover and placing a quick peck to the top of his head before ruffling his bubblegum pink hair. “you’re lucky i love you.”

time passes you by, the announcement completely flying over your head as you were too deep into your game and day6’s discography bringing you into your own universe. as it nears 6PM, chanhee stands up from behind the desk and starts checking up and down the isles for students. a few are still lingering around so he tells them that they’re closing early, sending them off into the growing rain as he continues his rounds and younghoon finishes the closing duties in the front of the library. as the pink haired man gets to the back of the library, his eyes land on you. he looks you over for a split second, admiring your academia inspired outfit as your fingers glide across the pad of your laptop. noticing your wired headphones and your screen showcasing you playing the sims, he slowly approaches you as to not startle you.

feeling a gentle touch to your shoulder, you jump slightly in your chair and turn to see chanhee. taking off your headphones, you quickly glance at your phone and realize the time. “i’m sorry,” you start, quickly saving your game before closing the screen and shoving the laptop into its case. “i didn’t even realize the time.”

he chuckles, taking a step back so as to not be so close to you. “it’s okay, you seemed busy anyway. sorry for startling you.”

shaking your head as you stand to your feet, chanhee takes in how tall you seem to be. taller than him maybe? he was already 5’11, so maybe you were 6’? but now was not the time to ask, so he pushed his question aside. “it’s okay.” you respond, smiling politely at him before slipping on a hoodie and throwing your bag over your shoulder. “sorry again for not noticing the time.”

“it’s okay, really.” chanhee reassures, making the sweaters of his sleeves into paws. “the sims can be time consuming and hectic so i understand.”

you turn to look at him, the corners of your mouth grinning slightly. “you play the sims?” he nods, causing your smile to brighten. “i rarely find anyone who plays it, that’s so cool.”

as you both walk to the front of the library, taking your time to gush about your different towns and crazy sims 4 lore, younghoon is standing in front of the counter all ready to leave as the time is now 6:05. seeing his pink hair poke around the corner, he hears him having a conversation about something with an unfamiliar voice. as they turn the corner, his eyes stick to you. younghoon has seen you around campus, even sharing a class with you once or twice, but he never spoke to you since you were always so quiet and kept to yourself. regardless, he liked the energy you exuded within your daily outfits and admired you from afar. he watches as you both say goodbye to one another and you exit the library, chanhee locking the door behind you.

“who was that?” younghoon questions, holding out chanhee’s jacket for him and watching him put it on.

“y/n.” he says nonchalantly, throwing a hat on his head and adjusting his bangs. “they seem cool, they like the sims too!”

chuckling, younghoon grabs his boyfriend’s hand and starts walking towards the back entrance of the library. “good, you finally have someone to bother with about your sims that isn’t me.” he jokes, placing a quick kiss to his temple as chanhee pouts.

“that’s why your sim drowned on day two.”

-

the next day, younghoon takes notice of when you enter the library. but you don’t notice him though, your head always held high as you walked towards the back where your regular seat remained unoccupied. chanhee was off today, busy setting up a small gallery showing for the photography club on campus. tonight it was just him, having to do all of the closing routine by himself. he had never done that before, he just hoped it wouldn’t take so long to do so.

you sat in the back, re-reading and re-writing an essay before finally sending it in several hours later. with thirty minutes of time to kill, you decide to grab the nearest book off the shelf and start reading the cheesy poetry you secretly adored. as time neared 7PM, you quickly shoved the book back onto the shelf and packed your things. as closing time neared, younghoon was almost done with the closing duties as he noticed you walk out without a word.

catching himself staring as you passed, he quickly knocked sense into himself before cleaning up the rest of the books and logs and checking for any other individuals in the library. once he was completely finished with the closing shift, he grabbed all his items and ran out of the door to finally relax back at his apartment. as he left the library, his eyes landed on the pouring rain. scanning the outside, his eyes landed on you standing under a covering that was not doing a proper job at keeping you dry. younghoon would be lying if he said he didn’t feel bad, watching you stand there as you contemplated on running out in the rain or just calling for an uber home to avoid being soaked by the time you reached your apartment. he soon found himself wandering over to you, his umbrella in one hand as the other was shoved into his jean pocket.

as you stared out into the distance deep in thought, you suddenly felt a presence both next to and above you. scared, you look up above to see a black umbrella hovering over you. to your right, a tall man holding said umbrella. you automatically recognize him as younghoon, chanhee’s boyfriend that he briefly mentioned in conversation. you weren’t sure what to say, so you just bowed your head slightly at him as a thank you. staring at each other, eyes and expressions unreadable, the silence is both awkward yet comforting as the sounds of the rain pelt against the pavement.

younghoon was the first one to break the silence, his palms becoming sweaty for unknown reasons. “i, uh, didn’t want you to get wet. you seemed unsure of what to do, so.”

you nod, biting on the inside of your cheek out of nervousness. “thank you, younghoon. i appreciate it.”

another minute passes in silence, causing you to begin twiddling with your thumbs out of habit. “did you need a ride home?”

you shake your head, chuckling at his offer. “i’m okay, but thank you. i think i’m just going to walk home tonight.”

“are you sure? i don’t mind at all.”

“as sweet as the gesture is, we did just officially meet so i wouldn’t feel too comfortable with that. but thank you regardless, i appreciate you asking.” you smile up at him, taking in note that you are both similar in height so you don’t have to look too far up into his eyes.

“ah, i understand.” once your eye’s finally meet his, he feels his heart race at the sight of your alluring smile. he couldn’t help but smile back, your smile infectious. “at least take my umbrella, i have an extra one in my car and you can just give this one back whenever we see each other next.”

deciding it was reasonable, you nodded and asked if it was positive if you borrowed it for the time being. when he reassured you it was, you took it from his hands and thanked him once again, promising to bring it back to him once you returned to the library as you walked away into the pouring rain.

-

a week of classes passed without a sight of you, both chanhee and younghoon secretly hoping they’d bump into you somehow. but atlas, they never did. everything they arrived at work, they hoped to see you enter and walk back between the shelves of books but never did. well, up until thursday that is. when chanhee saw you walk in, he expected you to walk to your usual spot and do your own thing till closing. but when you walked up to the counter, he suddenly felt nervous yet excited.

“hey chanhee, is younghoon around?” you question, leaning on the counter with your elbow as your chin rests in your hand.

“he’s on his break right now, he should be back in like, ten minutes.” he responds, his tone soft yet loud enough for you to hear. “why?”

“last week he let me borrow his umbrella so i just want to return it to him.”

he nods, watching you walk after responding back into the corner you always sat. after a couple of minutes, younghoon returns with some food and coffee for them both. a few minutes pass by, both of them checking out customers until you come up to younghoon’s side with his umbrella when the line has no more customers left.

“thank you for letting me borrow it last week, i appreciate it a lot.” you say, smiling politely as you hand it to him.

after younghoon mutters a small ‘you're welcome’, the two boyfriends watch you walk back into the sea of students and disappear behind shelves once again. hours pass as you finish up your work with an hour to spare before closing, opening your laptop to play the sims once again. dean’s discography engulfs you in a warm embrace as time moves by quickly, your own universe bringing serenity and comfort.

before you know it, it’s ten minutes before closing and you start packing up your items. younghoon awaits for you to pop out from behind the shelves of books, trying not to make it obvious he’s waiting to see you as chanhee checks for students throughout the library to remind them they’re closing for the night. as you make your way to the front, chanhee stops you before you’re even in front of the door.

when you hear your name being called over the music in your headphones, you look over to see the pink haired man smiling at you. you return the smile, curious as to why he’s calling you. “did i do something wrong?” you ask dumbfounded, removing an earbud from your ear with softening eyes.

chanhee shakes his head, letting out shy laughter before answering you. “no, nothing like that. i, uh, well we,” he stutters as he motions towards him and his boyfriend. “wanted to know if you wanted to get to know us better. like, on a date. if you’re comfortable doing that, of course.”

shocked wouldn’t even begin to describe how you feel. you, being asked out on a date, after several years of not even putting yourself out there? and all it took was weekly three day trips to the library to asked out? the silence you provided made their anxiety shoot up, thinking you would tell them no. “sure!” you finally respond with your shimmering smile, your body language giving away your obvious excitement. “when would you want to?”

at the corner of your eye you see younghoon shuffling behind the desk, as you turn your head you see him lifting up a wooden picnic basket and placing it on the counter. “we’re free now, if you are?” younghoon sounded more nervous than chanhee, making you giggle and agreeing to the nightly picnic.

ever since that first night, all three of you became inseparable. it was safe to say that when people saw you three meeting whenever you could, the occasional hand brushes and heart eyes were something anyone could notice from a mile away. all three of you took it slow since you were beginners at developing a polyamorous relationship and wanting to make each other feel as comfortable as possible. and even though some people may have thought it was odd, nothing could have felt more right.

one tuesday night after finishing your class early, you decided to bring some food over to the library so your two soon-to-be boyfriends wouldn’t go hungry until work finished. as you walked through the halls and up the stairs to the library, you enter and notice neither of them behind the counter as per usual. even though you found it odd, you brushed it aside and started looking around for them. behind one of the glass doors that lead into the office, you noticed another worker in there filing some documents. since everyone working there started to get acquainted with you slowly but surely, you sneak behind the desk and ask about where the two boyfriends are. the worker tells you they’re down by the group tables on break, pointing in the direction they went. nodding, you make your way towards the area.

as you start to approach the area, you hear them having a conversation with someone else. you weren’t sure who since you don’t know many people around campus, but you assume it’s a friend of theirs. normally you wouldn’t eavesdrop, but the atmosphere surrounding them had a serious feel to it so you hid behind a bookcase and listened in.

“i’m just surprised, that's all. i didn’t think you guys would go for someone like them.”

you roll your eyes at the comment, having heard it multiple times throughout your life. “what’s that supposed to mean? someone like what?” younghoon asks, his teeth gritting from the obnoxious comment made by their so-called friend.

“you know.” the friend trails, movement being heard as he uses his hands to motion something.

“i don’t see how them being chubby has anything to do with our feelings for them, that shit makes no sense.” chanhee blurts out, leaning back in the uncomfortable wooden chair and crossing his arms across his chest.

“it’s not just that-“

“then what is it, huh?” chanhee’s voice seems to get louder, making your eyes widen. you’ve never heard him raise his voice, you never thought he’d even have it in him to do that.

“compared to you, they’re just so different. especially in size-“

you hear younghoon try to calm down his boyfriend, but the tone of his own voice shows aggravation as well. deciding it was enough, you turn down from the bookcase and tap both of their arms gently. once they notice it’s you, their demeanor changes and suddenly they seem less tense. you glare at their friend before grabbing both of their hands, dragging them into a study room and closing the door behind the three of you.

although seeing you did calm them down, the words of their ‘friend’ still ran through their mind. “guys, are you okay? take deep breaths.” you reassure them, locking the door and walking towards them to put the containers of food on the table.

you rub both of their arms, sending them a comforting smile. a smile they're both starting to fall for gradually. “how much of that did you hear?” chanhee asks as younghoon calms himself down with your suggestion, taking his hand and grabbing your unoccupied one.

“not a lot, but just enough to know he was talking absolute bullshit.”

younghoon takes his hand and cups your right left cheek, staring at you with the utmost love reflecting in his eyes. “you don’t believe all that, do you?”

you shake your head, letting out some laughter. “of course not. i’m secure enough within myself to not believe any lies like that.”

younghoon places his forehead against yours, his lips brushing up against yours for a split second. “can i kiss you?”

when you nod in agreement, younghoon wastes no time smashing his lips onto yours and pulling your body against his. was sharing your first kiss in a study room at his job in the library ideal? not exactly, but he just wants to make you feel loved. he wants you to know he doesn’t believe in anything negative anyone has to say against you, because why should any of that matter? what he and chanhee feel for you shouldn’t matter to anyone else but you three, plain and simple.

pulling away panting, you both stare at one another for a few seconds before you hear a pouting chanhee to your right. turning your heads, he stands there with his arms crossed over his chest and his bottom lip poking out.

“me next?” he mumbled, smiling as soon as you said ‘yes’ and pulling you to him by your waist gently.

chanhee wastes no time placing his lips on yours, having wanted to do this for quite a few weeks now but never knowing the perfect timing. he adored everything about you, both inside and out. not one flaw detected as he showed you with passion in your first kiss. as your hands rest in his hair, playing with his strands of pink, you pull away with a big smile.

chanhee wastes no time, his breathing pattern is not even regulated yet before he asks, “does this mean we’re official? all three of us? finally?”

“if this is you asking me out on your thirty minute break at your job in a study room then sure, yeah.” you joke, placing a small kiss to the tip of his nose before pulling away so no one can potentially see what is happening in the room. “but does this mean i have to match with both of you now?”

looking over at each other for a moment, they shrug and take seats at the chairs. “maybe from time to time, chanhee really likes it when we match on dates.” younghoon mentions, patting his thighs and motioning for you to sit. you debate if you should, but ultimately decide to anyway. younghoon holds you in his lap, arms wrapping around your waist and swiveling around his chair as his head rests on top of yours. “i don’t even want to go back to work now, i’m too happy.”

chanhee’s smile never fades as he opens up the containers of food, picking up a pair of chopsticks out of the bag and begging to eat some sushi you bought from their favorite restaurant. “me neither, but looking at the time we only have five minutes left.”

you sigh into younghoon’s shoulder, your arms wrapped around his neck as you think. “i can meet you guys after your shift, maybe we can hang out or something afterwards?”

both of your boyfriends perk up, nodding in agreement with mouths full of sushi. after swallowing a piece, chanhee comes up with a suggestion. “would you be comfortable spending the night with us?”

when they go back to work, you run back to your apartment and pack an overnight bag to take with you to your boyfriends’ apartment for the first time. and although you were technically sleeping over, there wasn’t much sleeping going on.

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[kyufessions]

KEVIN - HYACINTH

meaning: hyacinth’s represent the phrase, “i’m sorry, please forgive me”.

pairings: boyfriend! kevin moon x partner! g.n. reader

synopsis: after another long fight for the eighth night in a row, kevin is left wondering about your relationship.

word count: 1.6k

genre: fluff + angst

warnings: some swearing, bestie jacob makes an appearance

a/n: i don’t really write for kevin but i tried my best. my apologies if it’s not too good </3

-

here you both were having a yelling match at almost nine at night for the eight night in a row. with his comeback coming up and you busy with preparing for the upcoming college semester that would be your last, it was safe to say you were both pretty stressed out. even though you both handled arguments pretty well, always making sure to never go to bed angry so there were no lingering ill feelings towards one another, you also made sure to always speak your mind and point out whenever your boyfriend pushed a button he shouldn’t have. you never put up with bullshit from anyone, and kevin was no exception.

tonight you were arguing about you asking to reschedule date night for another day this week since you were backed up on an essay you had to finish before your classes started up in three weeks. you were the type where if you didn’t finish things beforehand, you would eventually forget about them which would lead you to failing an assignment, and you didn’t have the time nor money to make that mistake. kevin knew of your habits considering he had been your boyfriend for three years already, he even helped decide your study schedules since he knew how much college stressed you out. that’s why you had thought he’d be understanding of wanting to switch around date night for just one week, but when he started arguing instead that’s when you blew up.

kevin stood at the end of the couch as you occupied the other side, neither of you wanting to move an inch closer to one another. frankly, you didn’t even want to see his face. but here he was, and you knew you had to get everything out before you regretted not doing so.

“this is the eighth night in a row we’ve argued over stupid shit, babe.” he grumbled, running both of his hands through his hair aggressively and tugging on the ends as he looked down at the shagged carpet he stood over.

you let out a sarcastic chuckle, cocking your head to the side. “oh really? who knew?” you replied, rolling your eyes in annoyance. “i thought of all people you’d understand my situation with my studies!”

“i do-“

shaking your head in disagreement, you let out an aggravated sigh. “you don’t! if you did you’d understand instead of popping a fucking brain vessel!”

“i get it and i can help you finish after our date but-“

you turned on your heel mid-sentence as your boyfriend spoke, walking down the hall to your shared bedroom to pick up a bag and stuff whatever clothes fit in it.

“where the fuck are you going?” kevin screamed as he followed you, watching as you stuffed your things in a rather large tote bag. he just laughed defeatey, shaking his head. “you know what, you have the apartment to yourself for a bit. i’ll be at the dorms, i can’t take this anymore.”

and with that, out went your boyfriend for quite a few days. you didn’t hear anything from him, not even a lousy good morning text message he always managed to send after arguing. a few days turned into a week, leaving you a bit worried and curious as to what you both now were. were you broken up? couldn’t be because his stuff was still here at the apartment you both shared. and if you were he surely would’ve had jacob or juyeon come pick up his items for him. everything just left you confused and slightly worried.

after it had been a week and a half and still no contact from your boyfriend, you decided to text jacob and ask how he was doing. that’s when he told you how he had been sulking around the dorms, seeming lost in thought when he wasn’t overworking himself at practices and how even some of the fans noticed how off he seemed in his recent VLIVE. you, however, have been to preoccupied with your own emotions and work that you haven’t kept up with their content like you normally do- especially kevin’s. you asked jacob for advice, he told you to give him a few extra days of space because by then he’d surely come around. and if he didn’t, he wouldn’t mind bringing you two together to discuss everything with his stubborn best friend.

when another three days went by and still no contact, you didn’t hesitate to text jacob and ask of your boyfriends whereabouts. he told you they would be busy until nine at night, but after that him and kevin planned on working on the dance for the upcoming comeback in two weeks. you told him you’d stop by, asking which practice room he’d be in and telling him you’d be bringing food for both of them.

when it neared nine, you stopped by a local takeout restaurant and picked up their favorite meal and headed towards the IST building. before entering the building, you mentally prepared yourself for what was going to happen between you and kevin. was there going to be a breakup? more fighting? the only thing that knew what was going to happen next was the universe, and you cursed at it under your breath for not giving you a heads up. you greeted haknyeon and sangyeon as they were leaving the building, making small talk and telling them how excited you were for their comeback before parting ways.

you made your way down the hall as you exited the elevator, hearing an unfamiliar song blasting from one of the practice rooms. before knocking, you took in a deep breath and exhaled longingly. was this going to be another long night? you were scared, but had some hope to put an end to all the fighting between you and the one you loved. all you wanted was to be in his arms again, to smother his face with kisses.

when jacob heard a knock on the practice room door, kevin looked over at his friend in confusion. all the other members went home after today's schedules since they were absolutely exhausted afterwards. he watched his friend open the door with a smile, kevin’s face falling when he noticed you walk in with two plastic bags of food. kevin had secretly missed you a lot but wasn’t sure how to go about talking to you, and he was too scared to go to the apartment and see you in fear of what would happen such as another fight or even worse: a breakup. his biggest fear in life was losing you, his best friend and lover all in one.

as you entered the room, you noticed the tired look in your boyfriend's eyes immediately. his eye bags were evident and dark, and you can obviously tell he hadn’t been taking care of himself as it seemed he had lost some weight in such a short amount of time. you plopped down the bags on top of a chair as you ran towards kevin, taking his face in your hands as you examined his face. although his face held no emotion, his eyes held the universe. he stared at you with strong admiration, love oozing from the corners of his tired-looking eyes as he felt your thumbs caress his puffed cheeks.

“you look so tired. why haven’t you taken care of yourself? what’s your problem, moonie?” after examining his face, your eyes finally met his. you could’ve sworn you felt your heart skip a beat, yet it also cried out for his love.

kevin’s lips spread into a weak smile as you called him by the nickname you had given him years ago, a nickname only you were allowed to call him. silence filled the room as you both just stared at one another for a few seconds before he wrapped you up in his arms, tears starting to fall from his eyes. you felt his tears drop onto your shirt as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, mumbling apologies between short sobs.

you just rubbed his back in small circles as you felt your eyes start to sting with tears, smiling as you left small kisses on the side of his neck innocently. you heard a chuckle leave his lips, pulling back from him and cupping his face once more to wipe away his tears. at this point you were both just smiling at each other, happy to be in the presence of one another again. his arms were snaked around your waist, attempting to hold you as close as possible to him.

“i’m sorry about all the arguing, i’ve been so stressed lately and- i’m sorry.” he let out a sigh as he melted into your touch, placing a small kiss on your hand. “i thought it’d be better if we stayed apart for a bit, thinking it’d be better for us. i just, im so sorry.” he took your hand in his, bringing his lips to it and kissing each individual knuckle before placing a final one on the back of your hand. “there’s no excuse to how i acted, and i’m sorry. please forgive me, i miss you too much. this has been so torturous.”

you smiled up at him, a few singular tears leaving your eyes as his words hit you. as you nodded up at him, you moved your hand behind his neck and pulled his lips towards you. when they connected, all the butterflies in your stomach returned. you couldn’t help but smile in the kiss, feeling your boyfriend do the same and followed by a small laugh. a laugh escaped your lips as well as just pure happiness filling the room.

when you pulled apart, you poked his arm before speaking up. “you better take better care of yourself, i’ll fight you if you don’t.”

he cupped your face, bringing his lips to your forehead before bringing you in for another hug to bury his face in your hair. “i will. anything for you, my royalty.”

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[kyufessions]

HYUNJAE - DAHLIA

meaning: dahlia’s represent warnings and change

pairings: noncommittal! hyunjae x office worker! g.n. reader

synopsis: jaehyun was never one to enjoy change in his life- that was until you came along.

word count: 3.6k

warnings: mentions of sexual acts but not described, bit of distaste / awkwardness between reader x hyunjae but not for long

a/n: i took my time with this one idk why i think it’s bc i was so into it for some reason. anyway, i hope you enjoy this one ! it’s one of my favs i’ve written so far. love tropes like this make me happy </3

if there was one thing hyunjae hated, it was change. he loved comfortability, he thrived within it. so when his friend, younghoon, got promoted to another floor and someone else entered his cubicle to take his place, it was safe to say he disliked the situation.

“come on, it won’t be so bad. i know you’ll miss me but i’ll come visit when i can.” younghoon teased as he ruffled up his friend's hair.

hyunjae pouted, scrunching up his nose and fixing his hair right away. “i’ll survive without you, we’re next door neighbors after all.” he watched his friend take a swig of soju as the chatter of passersby was drowned out. “i just don’t want to have to deal with someone new.”

“you know, for an extrovert you really hate people don’t you?” the older teased, letting out a chuckle as his friend rolled his eyes in response.

“it’s not that, hoon. i just don’t want them messing up what i have going on.” hyunjae loosened his tie as he spoke, avoiding his friend’s gaze.

“you’ve been in the same position for three years, been messing around with sunhee for the past year and have lived in the same apartment building for the past four and a half.” younghoon shook his head, in disbelief of his friends life. “how could you be so happy? don’t you want to like, grow in life? or at least in your career?”

the younger scoffed before taking his last shot of soju, beginning to pack up the leftover food from their dinner stop on the way home. “i like how my life is, dad.” he joked, playfully glaring at the man across from him. “i don’t like too much change. besides, i’ve been thinking of working towards a promotion recently. or at least a raise. i also enjoy having you as a neighbor, so you’re not getting rid of me anytime soon.”

the next day hyunjae came to work a bit early to help younghoon pack up his desk. it was his first day to the fifth floor and to say he was excited was an understatement, but deep down he would miss his desk-mate-turned-best-friend. he grew to love hyunjae, despite him being quite aggravating at times but in the most loving way possible.

as they finished packing, someone walked towards the cubicle with a small box and approached younghoon shyly. “hi, i’m y/n y/l/n. i was told you’re younghoon? im your replacement.”

hyunjae stared at you, watching your movements as you listened to younghoon explain things to you about the office and day-to-day business. he found you pretty, even greeted you politely at one point to be welcoming. just because he wasn’t happy about this new arrangement didn’t mean he was going to be an asshole, he knew to treat you with respect because at the end of the day it was the universe messing up his mojo, not you.

you noticed how around noon hyunjae left for twenty minutes then came back, his shirt newly wrinkled and hair slightly out of place. you just shrugged your shoulders, not caring too much and just going back to your work. the man didn’t speak to you much, voluntarily anyway. if you had a question, he happily answered. the rest of the day was smooth, up until the last hour when a coworker kept bugging him to leave work early.

“come on, hyunnie. no one’s going to notice. besides,” she lowers her voice, leaning down towards his ear to whisper so only he could hear but man, she sucked at whispering. “i’m still a bit frustrated from earlier.”

ah, they had sex. that makes sense. hyunjae looked to the side, noticing you looking at them but staring back at your computer when his eyes met yours for a split second. his cheeks heat up in embarrassment as he looked over at sunhee.

“just meet me at my apartment in an hour, yeah? i’ll be there on the dot, i promise.” he replied, smiling at her as he winked flirtatiously.

and with that, sunhee left the cubicle with her extra key to his apartment, getting ready to head towards his apartment and wait for him there.

“please learn to whisper better.” you retorted, holding back a small chuckle.

hyunjae snapped his head at you, raising a brow. “don’t be so nosy.”

“then don’t be so obvious.”

the next hour went by without even so much as a glance between you two, not even bothering to say goodnight to one another. you were the first the leave for the day, gathering your items and walking home for the day. as you walked past hyunjae, he just stared at you. he was curious about you, but at the end of the day he knew he’d do nothing about it. why add someone else into his life when he was content with how everything currently was?

that night, you lay in bed as you attempted to read a new book you picked up at the local bookstore down the street from your apartment. you say attempt because above you was your neighbor who you had yet to meet, making as much noise as humanly possible with their partner. you weren’t one to complain about much, keeping to yourself as much as possible and not really finding anything to be unhappy about in life. but when you were just trying to read a book this good as you snacked on your strawberries, especially at almost ten at night when they’ve been going at it for three hours, you couldn’t take it anymore.

you slipped on some sneakers and made your way to the stairs, walking up towards the apartment that was providing you with annoyance. as you raised your hand to knock harshly on the door, out came the neighbor that just so happened to be younghoon. you bowed at him slightly, greeting him with a simple hello before knocking on the door.

“so you’re the one who moved in downstairs yesterday?” he asked you.

you nodded in response. “is this neighbor always so loud?“ you asked him, hoping he’d say no.

“well-“ he was cut off as the door swung open.

you were met with a half dressed hyunjae, grey sweatpants being the only thing he was wearing as his abs were fully exposed for all to see. you heard him mumble a ‘shit’ as he hid behind his door in an attempt to cover himself, assuming it would be younghoon to knock and not another neighbor- let alone you.

“what are you doing here?” he whispered, still hiding behind his front door.

“nice to see you outside of work, mister lee hyunjae.” you teased, smiling at him annoyingly. he just rolled his eyes, motioning for you to move on with your sentence. “just please keep it down, please. i’m trying to read and you and sunhee have been at it for hours. thanks.”

and with that, you turned on your heels and walked down the stairs back towards your humble abode. an hour passed and you heard nothing too vulgar, just the occasional moan or grunt. this new chapter of your life was going to be interesting, you thought to yourself as you plopped a strawberry into your mouth.

the next day wasn’t as awkward as you thought it might be. you both greeted each other good morning and went about your day, filing papers and working on sheets on your computers and on paper. as lunch time came along you decided to buy something from the cafeteria downstairs. you had thought you were going to sit by yourself until you saw a lonely younghoon, signaling for you to have lunch with him.

for the next hour and a half, you both enjoyed the surprisingly delicious food provided to you both and got to know each other. he was actually really nice, someone who you thought you could get close with. hyunjae, on the other hand, was starting to annoy you. sure, it was only your second day but he really knew how to mess up first impressions.

“can i ask you a quick question, if you don’t mind?” you asked him. younghoon nodded as he took a bite of his sandwich, awaiting said-question. “so are hyunjae and sunhee, like, a thing, or? because they’re so awkward to be around.”

younghoon covered his mouth as he let out a small laugh, swallowing quickly before responding to you. “they’re a fling, if anything. sorry about that, they can be annoying together.”

you shook your head, playing with the chopsticks on your tray. “it’s not your fault they’re the way they are. i just wish it was more bearable.”

“he’ll come around, just give it time.”

and give it time you did. you waited weeks for hyunjae to become the littlest bit open to you, even spark conversation with him that wasn’t about work. but he never did. you even asked younghoon if you ever did anything to him but he just kept saying how hyunjae didn’t really like people too much. to you that felt like a lie. he was so friendly with everyone else but with you he was cold. and you were his cubicle make for fucks sake, so what was his problem?

truth be told, hyunjae wasn’t sure how to approach you in a friendly manner. whenever he wanted to, he felt himself pulling away from doing so. as previously stated, he didn’t want any new friends to come in and change up his life any more than it had started to since younghoon got promoted to another floor. but being in a cubicle with you nine hours a day, not even making any small conversation with you about something other than work, was starting to drive him crazy. for the past two years he had enjoyed his time with younghoon and their conversational banter. he missed it. but did he miss that itself or younghoon? that’s what he was deciding.

on one of the nights where younghoon and hyunjae normally caught dinner on their way home, the older decided to invite you as well. five minutes before you and your cubicle mate had to leave for the day, younghoon appeared and greeted you both.

“you guys ready for dinner?” younghoon questioned with a smirk on his face.

“what do you mean ‘you guys’?” hyunjae responded as he continued to pack up, reality not setting in for him yet.

“i invited y/n with us tonight.”

as those words left younghoon’s mouth his eyes widened. he looked at you then younghoon, shrugging his shoulders before picking up his bag and standing up. all he said was a simple ‘okay’, no emotion evident in his tone.

you both sat down with your meals at a table outside, enjoying the light spring breeze as the cherry blossoms fell with grace. conversation flowed between you and younghoon naturally as hyunjae sat there, only offering hums in either agreement or disagreements with occasional nods. until his friend decided to speak up.

“jae, can you contribute to this conversation? you’re cubicle mates for crying out loud, act like it instead of a stranger.” younghoon said rather annoyedly as he shoved a rice cake in his mouth.

hyunjae was caught off guard, looking at his friend surprised. “i-“

“he’s right, you know.” you commented, cutting him off as he stuttered. “just because i called you out for being inappropriate with sunhee during work for making me uncomfortable doesn’t mean i’m some kind of asshole.”

you both turned to younghoon as he choked on his water mid-sip, not knowing of this situation that occurred. you both glared at him, making him mumble an apology before going back to stuffing his mouth with the remainder of his rice cakes.

“that’s not why i’m quiet around you. it’s just that that was awkward, and since then i don’t know how to act around you. especially since you saw me shirtless.”

you nodded, taking a sip of the soda in your cup. “that was for a split second before you hid behind the door in embarrassment.”

“it wasn’t in embarrassment-“

“it seemed like it.” younghoon interrupted, looking between you both before landing on his friend. “your cheeks were starting to redden and everything.” he started pointing to his cheeks, holding back a smirk as hyunjae swatted away his hands.

“i-“ he sighed, running a hand through his hair before meeting your eyes again. “i’m sorry. can we just, start over or something?”

just like that, things changed between you both. hyunjae wasn’t sure how it happened, but you both ended up becoming close work friends and friendly neighbors after work hours. you even join both hyunjae and younghoon sometimes for dinner, separating into your own apartments for the night. even people in the office started to realize the shift between you and your cubicle mate. the quiet laughter, the occasional glances, always going and coming from lunch together. even sunhee noticed the change, feeling uncomfortable about it.

“hyunnie, you’d tell me if you wanted to end things right?” she asked one night as she laid her head on his chest after their activities, drawing circles on his stomach.

he nodded as his arms laid behind his head, staring up at the ceiling. “now that you mention that, i think we should talk.” and with that, he ended his year and a half fling with sunhee. he was starting to feel it was time to move on from his relationship with sunhee, wanting to find something real with someone for once in life.

“it’s because of y/n, isn’t it?” younghoon asked as both of them walked home after dinner together, you having to stay late at work for a project.

all hyunjae could do was shrug as he sipped on a cherry vanilla cola, looking straight ahead to avoid his friends teasing gaze. “i don’t know, i don’t think so. whyd you ask?”

“you’re drinking their favorite soda, you never drink soda. you’ve been working extra hard at work lately, the boss has been telling me. you even stayed late some nights this week? you’ve never done that before. ever.”

hyunjae looked down at the soda bottle, realizing younghoon was right. he thought about it as weeks passed him by, about why he was suddenly working so hard when he hadn’t before. and when he came to the realization that it was because of you, that’s when he got a bit nervous. he was working hard to impress you, to hopefully receive that raise he previously mentioned to younghoon so he would in the future be able to afford a nicer living situation, a living situation in where you both shared a nicer apartment or even a home. he wanted to be able to afford to spoil you, even take you on dates in the future. but he soon snapped back to reality as he realized he was getting ahead of himself considering he hadn’t even confessed to you yet.

one night as you were finishing up a file you had been working on for the last week, smiling proudly as you were about to finish it, your boss came up to you.

“Mx. y/l/n and Mr. Lee, would you mind staying late tonight to finish up this quick project?” Sangyeon looked down at his watch, calculating how long it would take for you to finish. “It shouldn’t take too long if you work on it together, should be done by eight.”

you both agreed, asking if it was okay to order food for both of you and sangyeon saying it was alright. when the mcdonald’s arrived at the office, you both started working on the project immediately. nothing much was spoken about other than work until another person walked into the office. both of you looked at each other confused since it was only supposed to be you two and the night janitors. when sunhee came into view, looking angered, hyunjae immediately stood up to go calm her down.

“hey sunhee, what’s wrong?” he asked her, pulling her into the break room away from you. he knew why she was angry, he knew her all too well.

“i miss you.” she practically yelled, wrapping her arms around his neck. “i need you. i’ll do anything. i just want you.”

hyunjae unraveled her arms from around his neck, putting a space between them both. “i want something serious and you don’t, sunhee. we discussed this-“

“i’ll change, i promise. we can be serious!” she took a step forth, making hyunjae take a step back.

he shook his head, running a tired hand through his hair. “it’s not you i want a serious relationship with. i’m sorry.”

hearing those words made her heart crush, because truth be told she really did like hyunjae. after six months she started to see him in a different light but never told him because she just knew he only saw her as someone to mess with and no one to spend the rest of his days with. she just nodded, apologized, and walked out of the room and out of the building.

you watched as she tucked hair behind her ear, a singular tear shining in the dimming office light. you wanted to say something but you weren’t sure what, so you just stared at her feeling bad as she left the office. when hyunjae came out of the break room, you watched as he sat back down next to you like before.

“where were we?” he said, ignoring what just happened between him and sunhee.

“are we just going to ignore what happened just now? she left in tears.” you responded to him, grabbing one of his friends and popping it into your mouth. “are you guys done or something?

he glared at you playfully as you smiled at him while chewing on the fry, smiling afterwards. “yeah, we have been for a bit but she wanted to get back together.”

you cocked your head to the side as you took a sip of your sprite, confusion washing over you. “why not? i thought you liked her?”

“i do but not like that. i like her as a person but i can’t see myself growing old with her.” he admitted, sipping on his cola and shrugging his shoulders.

you nodded, humming in agreement as you set your drink aside and put your head in your hand as you propped your elbow up on the desk table. “i get it.” you smiled at him, wiggling your brows in a joking manner. “look at you, wanting to commit and shit. you’re growing up.”

hyunjae copied your move, his chin in his hand as he smiled loving at you with a roll of his eyes. “yeah, yeah. whatever. it’s not my fault, i can’t help how i feel.”

you suddenly felt your heart pick up in pace, swearing if it were any louder the man only inches from you would be able to hear. as you grew closer to hyunjae, you felt yourself being pulled in by his charm and good looks. at first you only liked him as a friend, but as you got to know him better you felt yourself falling for him. you confided in younghoon about your feelings regarding hyunjae sometimes, and he always told you to admit to him. but up until now you thought he was still in his situationship with sunhee. but now that you knew he wasn’t, you decided it was now or never.

“hyunjae-“

“can i kiss you?” he interrupted as he stared at you lovingly, not caring that he cut you off.

without answering, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his in a fiery passion. in the moment, neither of you cared that you were in the middle of your workplace and how any janitor could walk in at any moment and catch you two. the only thing that mattered was his lips finally on yours, and how they both moved in sync with one another. his hands traveled to your waist to pull your bodies together while your hands traveled from around his neck to the back of his head, your fingers running through his hair.

as your lips cemented together, all you both could feel was firework after firework. this was something you had never felt before, and hyunjae was feeling the same on his end as well. he had never wanted to melt into someone more than he did in this moment, never wanting to let you go in fear he would lose you. he always wanted to just sleep around, never wanting to commit to anyone because no one had ever really kept his interest long enough to do so. but when you came along, he felt the universe pulling him towards you. he felt like he was meant to be in your life, and he was one to never really ignore the universe’s wishes.

when you pulled apart from each other, it took a few seconds to regain a normal breathing pattern. hyunjae brought his one hand up, tracing your curves as he cupped your cheek and grazed the bottom of your lip with his thumb lightly. you smiled, placing a small peck on his thumb as it glided past your parted lips. he chuckled, placing a quick soft kiss on your lips before pulling back to view your face in full.

“god, you’re so pretty.” he mumbled, caressing your cheek and smiling when you leaned into his touch. for a few moments you just stared at one another, feeling on top of the world. then hyunjae cleared his throat, feeling his confidence erupt within him. “did you want to go on a date tomorrow night?”

you nodded, laughing as you pecked his lips once more before pulling away to steal one of his nuggets. “i’d be happy to.”

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[kyufessions]

ERIC - ACACIA

meaning: acacia’s represent hidden love and beauty in withdrawal

pairings: secret idol boyfriend! eric x hidden partner! g.n. reader

synopsis: you didn’t like being the secret anymore.

genre: angst with a bittersweet ending ♥︎

a/n: whyd this make me tear up towards the end </3 writing angst for eric was hard bc he’s my baby so that’s why it’s not too long,,, enjoy regardless ~

“i dont if i can do this anymore.” you admitted to your boyfriend, twiddling with your thumbs in your lap as he sat across from you at the dining table.

his eyes widened at your confession, shaking his head profusely as he reached over to place his hand on your arm. “what- what do you mean?”

a little over three years ago you and eric became official after having met through a mutual friend of his. when eric came back to california to be with his family for a while, you were finally able to hear his voice face to face rather than other facetime calls at ungodly hours of the night. and once you were able to, you transferred to Yonsei university to be closer to him. but, of course, with him being an idol dating him wasn’t the easiest thing.

at first, you thought you were able to keep up with his idol life. you found the secretive, nightly dates exhilarating for a while until they became rather pathetic in your eyes. but don’t get it wrong, you loved spending any time you had with your boyfriend and had him sleep over some nights as well. but seeing other couples as you ran your daily errands or were on campus doing normal couple things such as holding hands or simply just posting videos together on social media, it started to get to your head.

you understood that he wasn’t able to come forth about his relationship with you because of the fans and the backlash he’d receive from the media, nor did he want you to suffer alongside him as well. but at the same time you just wanted to come forth about your relationship and show it off to the world. besides, true fans wouldn’t be upset but rather happy and excited for him. you tried explaining that to him, but he shut it down everytime. he explained how either the timing wasn’t right or how he wasn’t exactly ready yet. and you never pushed it because why would you? if he wasn’t comfortable announcing your relationship to the world, then you should respect it. after all, you’d be putting his job at risk and he loved every aspect of his job no matter how tiring it seemed to be. so who were you to potentially take that away from him?

“do you not love me anymore? did i do something wrong? whatever it is-“

you sighed, taking his hand in yours and rubbing small shapes into the back of it. your eyes finally met his, a frown playing on your lips as you noticed them starting to gloss over. “eric, don’t cry please. this is hard enough as it is for me.”

“then don’t do this!” his voice raised a bit, but you knew he wasn’t actually yelling. he was just scared, if anything. scared of losing you. “i can take the next week off if you want me to, i’ll figure it out with my company! babe, please. whatever it is, i’m sorry.”

you shook your head, biting down on your lower lip to hold back a sob. “i don’t want to be a secret anymore, eric. i’m tired of it. i’m tired of not being able to show you off to the world. i’m tired of not being able to go on cute little cliche dates around seoul on your days off-“

“you know how the media will react, y/n. you know i can’t just-“

“and that’s exactly what i mean, eric.” you sighed once more, running your free hand through your hair. “it’s been three years. three. years. and i understand you’re an idol, i really do. i’ve been there through thick and thin, but three years and you still don’t want to announce our relationship?”

a single tear fell from his eye, rolling down his cheek and falling from his chin onto the placemat on the wooden table. “i do, i’m just scared about the media and the fans-“

“that’s what you don’t get. they’re not going to kick you out after five years when you’re a vital part of the group and contribute so much to it. and your true fans would be happy to see you have a significant other, not angry or upset in the slightest.” you looked out the window into the city lights, watching as the breeze of spring swayed some of the branches back and forth. you let a teardrop escape from your eye, feeling a thumb graze it away. “i just- i don’t want to be anyone’s secret anymore.”

and with that, eric got up and left your apartment with a waterfall trailing behind him. you never heard from him again personally, just would hear about him in the media or from friends on occasion. a few months following your breakup, you noticed how his fans would mention how unlively he seemed to be or how his happiness came across as fake. you’d be lying if you said you didn’t notice it as well, because truth be told you were in the same boat. even your coworkers and peers in class noticed how out of it you seemed to be. your eye bags darker, your clothing more messy, even your friends would complain about how messy your apartment seemed to be compared to its normal tidiness. but none of your friends in korea knew of your relationship, so you had nobody to talk to about your heartbreak. you could only cry to the stuffed animal eric had won you back on one of your very first dates at a fair back in california, and he wasn’t of much help.

as time moved along, you started to feel somewhat okay again. your grades rose, your appearance more giddy. you started to notice the change in eric whenever he’d pop up on your twitter feed from time to time, seeing his genuine smile in vlives or small clips taken from youtube videos fans posted from variety shows. eventually, you started to see other people as well.

after a year of being separated from eric, you started to realize that not all breakups are bad. sometimes they’re necessary, whether it be for wrong-place-wrong-time purposes or just simply not meant to be. you realized you started to move on from him when you missed the memories you shared with him more than eric himself. and you didn’t know this but, eric felt the same way. he still loved you, of course. you were his first love and nice versa, but to go back to you would be a mistake because that night he left your apartment made him think. why did he not announce your relationship? why was he so scared? everything you said had always made sense to him, but he just was never sure why he never wanted to go forth with it.

but as time progressed, he moved on as well. after a year and a half, he announced a relationship he was in to the media about a fellow idol he had been involved with for the past few months. he exclaimed it wasn’t serious, but hoped for it to gradually grow into something beautiful that his fans will learn to accept and support regardless. when the news came out, you were happy. happy he found someone he was willing to tell the world about without fear of consequences.

a few months later, you stood in the back of an arena with your new boyfriend with your the boyz lightstick in one hand and your partner's hand in the other. you cheered, singing along to every song your old friends performed. to be proud was an understatement. sure, you hadn’t been in contact with any of them much since the breakup between you and their group mate but you still supported them regardless. the group of men were happy to see you at the concert, only. a few noticing you and being joyful to see you still sending them love.

eric was one of the people who didn’t notice you though, which was fine because you’d rather him focus on other fans instead of yourself. at the end of the show, eric was the last to give his thankful speech for the fans. tears were already flowing through the crowds and artists eyes, and your exes speech was just the cherry on top that opened up the gates. the speech seemed normal, him thanking the fans and expressing his gratitude for the endless support. he was thanking his family and friends as well. but what you didn’t expect was what left his mouth next.

“and there’s one person i haven’t been able to thank personally that i would love to right now. thank you, for always being by my side even if i didn’t deserve your love. you will always be in my heart, my acacia.”

your heart fluttered at the nickname no one has called you in years, feeling your eyes tear up at the name he had given you years back. you wiped the tears away, smiling at the rest of his speech. that night when you were alone in your apartment after the show, you stayed up later than you should've, thinking back to eric’s speech. you debated for several minutes thinking if you should message him or not, but ultimately deciding to. you didn’t know if he had the same number, but hoped he did otherwise it’d be quite embarrassing.

you deserved every ounce of my love, eric. you deserve all the love and support the universe has to offer you. it was just bad timing, is all. you will always be in my heart too, my first love. happy to hear things are well for your career and life wise. stay happy, eric sohn.

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[kyufessions]

CHANHEE / NEW - DELPHINIUM

meaning: delphinium’s represent an open hearted ardent attachment

word count: 2.4k

synopsis: if chanhee never supposedly got close to anyone, why was he so open to becoming close to you?

pairings: coworker! chanhee x coworker! g.n. reader

warnings: none, just shy + scared chanhee </3

a/n: part two of my tbz flower series ! hope y’all are liking it so far. this is my first series so please be nice to me 🥺

a/n 2.0: chanhee is a college student living in NYC, deciding to go overseas for his college years instead of staying over in south korea !

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you never understood how people didn’t like chanhee, always claiming how quiet he was around them at work. with customers he seemed very bright and cheery, but when around coworkers he was very quiet and never shared too much information about himself. everyone always tried to find out more about him, like if he was a college student, had siblings, even how old he was. but no one knew anything about him, that was until you came along.

when you started working at BUR, a retail store, chanhee found himself connected to you somehow. for some reason unknown he found himself wanting to open up to you about the little things. on your first day, he was the first to greet you and show you the ropes. at first, you were scared of him because of his resting face but as soon as he smiled warmly at you, all of that faded away automatically. as the day went by, even the shift managers were surprised to see how nice and smiley he was with you.

as you continued working at the store, everyone was surprised to see how close you and chanhee had started becoming. when you were around, it was almost like he was a completely different person. but as soon as he realized you didn’t share the same shift he became who he normally was: cold and quiet. when your other coworkers told you about how he normally acted, you refused to believe it because why would he be different around you, a coworker he just met? it didn’t add up.

chanhee was even curious about you, as well. he would ask about your life like if you were in college, about your childhood, hopes and dreams, etc. one of the many things he admired about you was being level headed enough to take the year off of college to focus on yourself and really figure out what life had for you. he secretly wished he had that option, especially since the workload was becoming quite a lot for him last semester. he was going into his last year but he still wanted a year off to just work and have fun; he wanted to at least enjoy living for a little longer than three months. everyone knew how hard of a worker chanhee was, that was obvious. but working hard was all chanhee ever knew, and sometimes it left him wondering the taste of a well deserved break whether it be long or short.

both of you never spoke outside of work, although he secretly wanted to. he just didn’t want to ask and get embarrassed if you declined. but you would never do that because you wanted his number too. you wanted to hang outside of work- he was just so lovely and fun to hang around with at work that your curiosity had you wondering if he was somewhat similar outside of these walls.

it was a brisk fall night as you walked out of work, chanhee following behind you as it was closing time. you let out a small laugh as you told him about an awkward encounter with a customer that happened an hour before closing, chanhee matching your laughter. amidst the exchange, you felt your stomach growl at you to put something in it. the noise made chanhee look between your stomach and eyes, raising a playful brow.

“hungry?” he asked you, a concerned smile on his lips.

you nodded, adjusting your tote bag on your shoulder with embarrassment. “just a bit.” you admitted before apologizing.

“you don’t need to apologize. when did you eat last? are you feeling okay?” this is how he was towards you: caring and always making sure you felt comfortable. he was so considerate.

you looked up for a moment, trying to remember when it was last you had something in your stomach other than water and dr. pepper. “um, this morning i think? i had some waffles.” you mumbled, chucking at the end of your sentence in hopes to make him less worried.

that didn’t work though, not in the slightest. his face shifted to worrisome, his bottom lip puffing out in the slightest. “i was going to stop at this shop on my way home, i usually have late night tteokbokki there. did you want to join me?”

as soon as the words left his mouth he was filled with regret. but all of that washed away when you agreed, smiling happily and insisting on treating him tonight for being so kind to invite you. you followed beside your pink haired coworker, making conversation here and there as you admired the walk to the shop.

the color changing leaves always caught your attention, the crunch sound they made under you providing you an instant serotonin boost. these were the things chanhee noticed most about you: your little habits, likes, and dislikes. such as only buying sodas days where you worked morning shifts and only dr. pepper. or how whenever you seemed a bit off or down you always bought cheddar and sour cream chips during your break. or how you played with the bottom of your shirt whenever a customer would even slightly raise their voice at you. he always kept a mental note of all those things, making sure to help you in any way he could.

chanhee held open the door for you as you both arrived at the small eatery, stepping in after you and walking over to a table in a corner. you looked around curiously, noticing the small family owned restaurant that seemed to feel like a home away from home. when you sat down across from your coworker, you heard shuffling from behind the counter. looking up, you noticed an older woman walking over to you with a big smile and two menus to look over. she greeted chanhee, patting his head lovingly and saying how nice it was to see him again.

“who’s this?” the woman asked him, glancing between you both as she placed the menus down between you both.

he motioned towards you as he spoke. “this is my coworker, y/n.” he looked over at you, smiling as he motioned towards the lady next. “this is Mrs. Yang. She’s like a second mother to me.”

“chanhee doesn’t normally bring anyone around, only his one odd friend. so you must be special.” that last sentence caused a slight blush to creep across your cheeks along with a shy smile.

he looked up at Mrs. Yang, eyes widened. “he’s not odd, and his name is changmin.” he responded, laughing awkwardly at her statement. “and we’re close coworkers, i’d say.”

“well, that’s nice! i’ll leave you two to figure out what you’d like.” and with that, she left you both alone at the table.

you both awkwardly picked up the menus, changmin more so to distract himself from what just happened since he knew what he was going to order already. but you on the other hand looked over the menu carefully, trying to decide what to order. everything from the descriptions and pictures looked absolutely delectable, so it was safe to say you’d take a few minutes.

the silence was dragging between you both for once, and you hated it. so you broke the tension. “she seems really sweet, if you wouldn’t have said she was like a second mother to you id assume she was your biological mother.” your eyes never left the menu as you spoke, concentrating on deciding between two dishes.

chanhee kept pretending to look over his menu for a moment before putting it down mid-sentence. “when i came to new york for college i passed by this place after work one night. i came in, had a small dinner, and just kept coming back since her food reminded me of back home- still does.”

you nodded, finally putting down the menu to look at the man across from you as you came to the conclusion what you wanted to eat. “that’s cute, thank you for sharing that with me.” you smiled as you spoke, causing a little pitter patter to erupt in chanhee’s chest. ever since you found out about chanhee’s supposed secrecy towards everyone else but yourself, you started to thank him when he shared details about himself from time to time. and each time, he felt himself wanting to dish out more about himself to you.

Mrs. Yang soon returned, taking both of your orders and having the food out in no time. you both scarfed down your food, hungry evident across your actions. when you neared the end of your food, you decided to take the opportunity to ask chanhee a question. “how come you only ever bring your friend changmin here?”

chanhee looked up at you, his once content demeanor switching to shy. you cocked your head to the side in confusion as you took the last spoonful of your food, awaiting an answer. once he swallowed, he decided to answer as nonchalantly as he possibly could. “i only bring people here i can trust.”

“what do you mean by that?”

he put down his chopsticks, picking up a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth before fully facing you to answer you. “i’m sure you’ve heard from everyone else at work how cold i am.” you opened your mouth to protest, but he interrupted before you could say anything. “it’s okay, i don’t care. it doesn’t bother me.” he smiled reassuringly, taking a quick sip of his water before continuing on.

“i just don’t open up to people much because, you know, people leave. and going from strangers to friends or lovers to strangers again is a scary thought since they’re now a stranger that knows all these things about you.” chanhee shrugged his shoulders, looking away from your eyes before finishing his thoughts. “even back in Korea i was the same way. changmin is pretty much the only person who truly knows me- well, him and Mrs. Yang.”

you listened carefully, playing with the straw of your empty glass between your fingers. “but you open up to me.”

he nodded, letting out a small embarrassed laugh as he met your eyes again “i know, and i’m not sure why. i just feel like i can trust you for some reason.”

suddenly, a fluttering was felt in your chest. sure, you had thought of chanhee as someone you’d like to be closer with but you assumed it was friendship wise and nothing more. could you be wrong? you reached over across the table, patting his hand comfortingly. “good, because the last thing i’d ever want to do is betray your trust. i promise you i’m not like everyone else you’ve come across.”

you both spent the next forty minutes talking, you more so to tell him more about yourself. you paid for the meal as chanhee used the bathroom, grabbing both of your bags and waiting for him outside the store as you thanked Mrs. Jang and promised to stop by when you can. When your pink haired coworker met you back outside, you both stood there for a while underneath the pale, dimly lit street lamp.

you cleared your throat, throwing on a brightening smile. “come on, you’re walking me home.” you said, grabbing his wrist and walking forward down the street.

you eventually let go of his wrist, feeling cliché electricity whenever his hand brushed against yours. as time passed, chanhee took the initiative to grab your hand and intertwine your fingers. and when he did so, that’s when you knew you saw this man as more than a close, friendly coworker. you wanted to be more, and so did he.

as both of you approached your apartment building you couldn’t help but feel sad for having to part. sure, you were seeing him tomorrow as well but for some reason you wanted to stay with him longer- you wanted to spend the night just exploring the city together. but you know if you did, you’d curse at yourself the next day for not getting enough sleep.

there you both stood, staring up at each other as you swung your arms back and forth dramatically. laughter filled the air, both of your smiles making each other’s hearts skip beats. all you wanted to do was hold his face in your hands and kiss all over his face, and to hold him close. he was precious to you, and you even more so.

“let me know when you’re home?” you said aloud, breaking the loving silence.

chanhee nodded before pausing, realizing he didn’t have your number still. “i would if i had your number.”

“you could’ve just asked.”

“you know how i am.” he mumbled, heat rising to his cheeks.

and he was right, you knew exactly how he was. he was shy and attentive, came across as cold but was secretly so loving and patient to those who deserved to see that side of him. to you, he was the description of perfect if perfection did ever exist.

you unlocked your phone, handing it to him to add his number. and he happily did, making his contact name “pink guy 💗”. you giggled as you saw the name, automatically opening the text message conversation that had yet to start between you both and sending a random emoji.

he felt his phone vibrate in his pants pocket, taking it out and smiling at his screen as he noticed it was you. “let me know when you get inside your apartment, if that’s okay?”

you reached up to pat his head teasingly, nodding. “sure thing.” and with that, you yelled at him to be safe getting home as you walked inside your apartment building and took the elevator upstairs.

you swiftly unlocked your front door, locking it behind you and running towards the window to look out and see if chanhee was still there. fun fact: he was. he stood there waiting for your text message, looking around every few seconds to be safe. you quickly texted him as you admired him from your window, watching his facial expression change from anticipation to pure joy with a smug smile spreading on his lips. you laughed watching him light up as he walked away, watching him text back a quick response before waking down the street and around the corner towards the nearest subway station.

let’s just say you were excited for whatever this new relationship was going to bring you.

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