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catiuskaa · 3 months

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missed me, missed me, now you gotta...

SUMMARY: minho wasn’t grumpy, nor he was jealous. but he hasn’t been the same ever since he fell in love with you.

REQUESTED! by a sweet annonie right here. pookie, your idea was lovely to write! lil grumpy minho, im melting… it’s a bit short, but I hope you like it! <3

CW: use of (crack) text messages to convey the plot, starring: han quokka as cupid + reader’s bsf, clingy minho as king of my heart, and ngl, type 1 diabetes fluff ahead. keep insulin shots close just in case! lol

WC: 1.1k

A/N: i love how i’m slowly turning into a minho blog/page lmaoo, only minho: the man, the myth, the legend!

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The same ringtone buzzed again during rehearsals. Its ding had sounded so many times already that it had started to get repetitive really quickly.

Minho frowned as he looked in the mirror, retouching his rolled sleeves just once more for what he secretly knew it had been more than twenty times. In the span of ten minutes. Maybe even less.

But Minho wasn’t ‘grumpy’.

He so wasn’t.

His day had been normal so far. He had no reason to be grumpy. Not one what-so-ever.

He had woken up in between your arms, and even if he had ‘complained’ about it, he loved being the little spoon. And also, his cats jumped on the bed and, just for once, none of them landed on his face.

There had been just one thing.

…

Well. Technically more than one.

You had rushed outside this morning. You claimed you didn’t have time to have breakfast with him, because you were late for something he didn’t really get. Because of that, you hadn’t come over to the JYP building with him. He had to drive over alone. And you hadn’t pecked him goodbye at the entrance like always.

But he. Wasn’t. Grumpy.

Not. At. All.

> sunggie: girl, did you hide his cats or smth?

< minho’s owner: lol, wdym dude?

> sunggie: he looks like he’s going to kill me.

> sunggie: And he loves me! Wtf??

“Jisung-ah.”

Han shrieked in his place in the sofa, his phone almost falling off his hands. He quickly turned it off, hoping that the grumpy dancer hadn’t seen the old or new messages.

“Who were you texting?” Minho frowned, deeper this time.

“Oh.” Jisung chuckled. “Just checking in on noona.”

“My girlfriend?” The way Minho enunciated the title felt a bit possesive. Jisung eyed at him weirdly for a second. Even he felt weird himself.

Jisung nodded sheepishly, turning his phone back on but quickly opening a random app.

“Yeah. I owed her a call back.” He shrugged, nonchalantly accepting that he had opened Subway Surfers, and started to play.

As the catchy music came from Han’s phone, Minho shook his head.

Not grumpy.

Not at all.

But the thought that you had been texting Han and didn’t text him —instead of him— did funny things in his chest.

Now, keep in mind that Minho would never describe himself as a jealous man.

He trusted you with his cats, of course he trusted you regarding your relationship. But he had barely got a hold of you all day. And Han had. By call and text. Like he was doing now.

Not grumpy.

Sure.

< minho’s owner: you dead yet?

Jisung groaned.

> sunggie: no! you made me lose my score!

> sunggie: and I don’t have any keys! ㅠㅠ

< minho’s owner: sucks to suck, lol

< minho’s owner: but what’s wrong with my future husband? did you do something?

> sunggie: he’s moody since he came in this morning.

> sunggie: you weren’t here tho. smth wrong between ya?

< minho’s owner: no…? just had to run to work early…

And then, something in Jisung’s paboracha brain connected. Probably because of how he had named your contact in his phone.

> sunggie: omg

< minho’s owner: what?

> sunggie: that corny dumbass

> sunggie: he’s so stupid

< minho’s owner: bitch what is it???

> sunggie: he’s moody bc u didn’t come in with him today!

You hesitated. Could that be it?

< minho’s owner: really? u think so?

> sunggie: bitch I know so!

> sunggie: imma go get boba for the boys, get your ass here and come w/ me

Jisung’s brain started to work at cupid’s speed.

< minho’s owner: omw. be there in 5’

“Guys, I’m gonna go get boba. Do any of you want something?”

The rest of the gang blabbered something while some kept going over the steps of the choreography and the others rested on the couch, doozing off or on their phones. Han quickly noted down everyone’s orders, not before being squinted down by Minho. He held back a shiver.

“Clingy prick…” Jisung mumbled, leaving quickly.

He walked out of the JYP building, waiving and half bowing to the staff members and other artists in the building.

< minho’s owner: just parked! ^^

Jisung entered the boba place next to the building, smiling at the cashier as he read down the orders on his note app, and stood aside, waiting for the drinks.

“Hey!” You smiled widely at him, taking off your scarf, merely leaving it hanging on your shoulders. He clapped your hand, playfully slapping your back.

“Working hard?” Jisung snickered, pointing at the bag on your other hand.

You side-eyed at him, giggling softly.

“Took some snacks before heading off.” You shrugged. “We can sneak these in, right?”

Jisung scratched the back of his neck. “We’ll… come up with something.”

You both struggled carrying the drinks, teasing each other and betting who’d make a mess first. But all giggles came to an end when the security guard stared at you.

“Name and business?” He asked in a low huff.

Your body stiffened.

“She’s my sister,” Han chimed back. You were in fact far from being his sister, but that didn’t matter when the guard seemed to nod. “She’s just helping me carry the drinks inside.”

“And the bag? What’s inside?”

You cleared your throat, smiling. “Clothes for him to change once he finishes training.” You lied.

Thank God for his imagination. And for his stupid idea of shoving your scarf and his hoodie into the bag of snacks.

“Ok. You may come in.” The guard smiled politely.

Only after the both of you had gotten into the elevator you allowed yourselves to let out a sight full of relief. You two then smirked, high-fiving.

“Thank you, bro.” You teased in a snicker.

He cackled. “You’re welcome, sis.”

You both laughed and joked until you reached the training room.

“The person you dream of is back!” Han cackled.

“Noona!” Felix grinned happily.

“Yeah, that’s me!” You cackled at Jisung’s faked frown.

You smiled and greeted everyone as you entered, leaving a certain bunny boy for last.

You sat next to him on the couch, and without missing a beat, he took your legs and layed them on his lap.

You took a sip of his drink, and he stared at you, almost with a squint.

“You’ve made me jealous of fucking Han Jisung.” He stated matter-o-factly, making you practically choke on the tapioka pearls.

You coughed. “What?”

“You texted him all evening. And me? Not even a good luck kiss this morning.”

“Aw, are you grumpy, kitten?” You grinned teasingly, speaking only towards him in a soft tone to his ear. You pecked his cheek.

He needed more of those.

Grumpy, huh?

“Yes. Very.” He mumbled, hiding his blushed and pleased grin in the crook of your neck. “Need more kisses.”

“Well, you know how it goes.” You mumbled in a snicker. He hummed at you, waiting for you to explain.

You kissed his forehead softly, his hands stroking your thighs.

“Missed me, missed me, now you gotta kiss me.”

~Kats, who can write this in one sit, but can’t figure out how chemistry works (yes have exams, why did I choose this for myself, help)

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sugarhigh1 · 1 year

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Neck kissing is honestly the hottest most seductive thing anybody could ever do to me. If you kiss my neck,if you playfully bite my neck,if your tongue touches my neck , I will melt in your fingertips

#neck kisses #kisses #kiss #soft hours #soft cnc

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atinycafe · 10 months

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"ew! i have a boyfriend, so hands off," you slur, your words tumbling out in a jumble. you wobble in the grasp of the larger guy, who effortlessly holds you.

mingi lets out a sigh as you try to break free from his embrace. the man is naturally stronger than you, with his muscles showing off the hours spent at the gym. moreover, the alcohol in your system makes your feeble attempts to push him away even more pointless.

"tiny, i'm tired and you're totally wasted," he says, crouching down to fix the mini skirt that's riding up on your bare thighs. "let me take you home."

"my boyfriend's on his way. he's gonna kick your ass," you groan, slapping his hand away from your thigh. he chuckles at the sight, the same hand you just hit now gently stroking your hair, offering you comfort as the impending migraine creeps up on you.

"hey baby, look at me," he shushes you and he grips your chin, making you meet his gaze. he examines every single feature of your face, noticing how the glitter that was once on your eyelids has now found its way to your cheekbones. with his thumbs, he gently removes the specks, and you instinctively close your eyes, feeling a pleasant tingle where his touch lingers.

"don't call me that, am not your baby," you retort with a scrunch of your nose and he can't help but find you utterly adorable even though the disgusted action was directed at him. mingi clicks his tongue disapprovingly, looking down at you. he's tired, and you had convinced him to go out tonight, promising a good time since it had been ages since you both went out together. he agreed, unable to resist your begging, completely smitten with you. but now, as he reflects on his actions, he's starting to regret it a little.

"fuck, you're lucky i love you," he mutters quietly, playfully pinching your cheek. he crouches down, bringing his face closer to yours. your wide eyes gaze up at him, filled with uncertainty, wondering why this "stranger" is getting closer to you. "don't you recognize me tiny? you're breaking my heart." mingi says, taking your hand and guiding it to his hair. without thinking, you instinctively tug at the strands, as if it's a reflex ingrained in your mind. "you begged me to dye my hair this color and you don't recognize me?"

he watches with delight as recognition flickers in your eyes upon seeing his blond locks, and your face breaks into a wide, toothy grin. bursting into fits of giggles, you exclaim, "mingi!!!" and leap into his sturdy arms, as if it's been ages since you last saw him. taken aback, he grabs hold of you, momentarily stumbling backward in surprise. he erupts into laughter, declaring, "there she is." with one hand supporting you beneath your behind, your legs wrap around his waist. he then bends down to retrieve the pink heels that slipped off your feet during the leap, and you tighten your grip around him, laughing uncontrollably as you almost lose balance, but his hold remains strong.

"let's get you home tiny," mingi murmurs, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead. you nuzzle your head into the crook of his neck, feeling a sense of comfort wash over you. closing your eyes, you surrender to sleep, trusting him to guide you back home safely.

masterlist

#soft hours #ateez #mingi #x reader #fluff #blurb #headcannon #soft thoughts #scenarios #x you #x y/n #x yn #imagines #drabble

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peanutbutterand · 8 days

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this is how you fall in love; h.h

word count: 986

a one shot inspired by the song "this is how you fall in love" by jeremy zucker and chelsea cutler bc its so soft and bestfriend hyunjin concept eats it up (in my humble opinion)

“How do people do it?”

“What do you mean?”

Hyunjin focused in on your softly perplexed expression, a chuckle falling from his lips at the sight of your stare fixated onto the long awaited kiss being shared by the leading characters.

The entertainment he found in your distracted state soon craved your attention, waving his hand in front of your face just as the rolling credits came in.

Faintly smiling at the blank screen, you turned to look at your best friend who displayed confusion and concern in his expression.

“I was just wondering how people do it?”

Hyunjin moved his body closer, head leaning in as if to motion for you to continue your thought.

“Fall in love I mean.”

In an instant, you fell towards the back of the couch, the pillow that was once on Hyunjin lap now falling onto yours.

“Hwang Hyunjin, what the actual fuc-”

“Y/n its a fucking movie! They are acting sweetheart and you really made me miss the last scene!”

Letting out a sharp breath, you stuck your tongue out and slightly nudged the side of his stomach with your elbow, causing him to flinch away with a giggle.

“I’m not talking about the movie stupid. I just mean in general, it’s a genuine question, the movie just prompted my thoughts.”

You moved towards Hyunjin, closing the minimal space between the two of you, settling closely beside him as you readily waited for his response. Tilting his head, he lifted his fingers to fix the hair on the top of your head that had been messily misplaced by his pillow throwing. The both of you paused before bursting out into giggles.

It’s not like you were completely oblivious to the many answers that existed for your question.

Some say, people fall in love with what makes up a person: how they laugh, what makes them cry, how they like their coffee, etc. Some say falling in love requires the essence of time and self discovery. Some say falling in love is like jumping off a cliff, only hoping that you’ll land safely in their arms. And some say, falling in love is nothing but a series of chemical reactions occurring in the brain.

Nonetheless, everyone arrives at an answer sooner or later in their life. So, it’s always good to talk to people, gain their perspective on the little things in life, like love.

And Hyunjin was the one person whom you turned to when it came to talking about those little things. You raised your finger towards Hyunjin's cheek, softly poking it as he kept his eyes on you, lips in a tight line while he remained silent.

“I guess you don’t have an answer yet either.”

His shoulders lifted as he gave you a shrug while he pulled his phone out of his pocket. Music began to fill the air as the beat resonated in your mind. Your body began to respond, standing up as you pulled off the most ridiculous of moves that were a stark contrast to the song playing.

Hyunjin brought his hand over his mouth, stifling giggles at your unrhythmic dancing that seemed to always be one second behind the beat of the song. The sight of his crinkled eyes only encouraged your tasteful movements. Before you were able to continue your shenaniganz, the music had suddenly come to a stop.

You sent a glare towards him while he held his stomach from laughter obviously putting a pause to the music. Before you could protest, a soft melody eased your frown. You glanced at Hyunjin, immediately catching his eyes. A breath hitched in your throat the longer you stared. For the look reflected in his orbs was soft and endearing.

With a small smile, Hyunjin stood from the couch and made his way towards you, body slowly swaying left to right. You mirrored his movements, closing your eyes as you let the tune take hold of your body as the lyrics fill your mind. Just as the chorus had started, you found yourself opening your eyes in response to the sudden warmth placed on both sides of your face.

Hyunjin's face was only a few inches from your own, but the both of you remained still, bodies lingering in the short distance. You said nothing as his hands fell from your face, to your shoulders, and soon down your arms. The comfort of his fingers provided heat to your still state.

His hands landed into your own, fingers playing with each other as he raised your hands towards his shoulders, putting them in place. The eye contact between the two of you brought heat to your cheeks and emphasized the pounding in your chest.

Your chest slowly raised as he placed his hands on your waist, his fingers moulding into your skin and softly pulling your body towards his.

“Close your eyes.”

You pursed your lips as he flashed you a small smile, closing his eyes, only leading you to follow his request. He leaned forward, setting his forehead on yours. His soft breathing fawning over your skin, a type of warmth you quickly grew fond of.

The urge to never let him go grew with the intimacy flowing between the both of you, bodies intertwined as your feelings ached to do the same. Your bodies swayed side to side, falling into the soft melody, falling into him. As if he were holding you up, ready to catch you.

“I think this is how you do it Y/n.”

The light met your eyes before you settled on his face. His soft and kind and endearing face.

“What do you mean?”

His eyes. Those deep brown eyes. They always calmed you down. Holding a sense of passion as they traced your features, delicately framing you in his mind.

“This is how you fall in love.”

#skz imagine #skz #hwang hyunjin #hwang hyujin imagines #hyunjin x reader #skz x you #skz fanfiction #soft hours #softhyunjin #straykids #lee know x reader #bangchan x reader #lee know #bang chan #skz scenarios #skz imagines

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atiny-moon · 8 months

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ATEEZ as Boyfriends

Genre: soft, fluffy, suggestive

Pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

Tags: a little bit of everything <3

Word Count: 1.6K

HONGJOONG

Definitely the type of bf to fix your clothes - like if you’re going out somewhere, i can see him helping you pick out smth to wear or even styling you himself. And when you two are out, he’s constantly adjusting your fit so you don’t look bad. The type of guy wander off in the middle of a party just so he can admire you from afar

Though he isn’t too fond of being overly emotional, will hype you up to anyone who would listen and not even in an annoying way, it just so happens that the majority of his sentences start off with ‘oh, my partner..’

Loves leaving marks - biting, hickies, etc. in places only he knows about

Will call you every time he’s eating, even if he doesn’t say anything, just bc he missed you and wanted to have you around for a little bit

Doesn’t like to cuddle but does give the best kisses the kind where he just holds your chin in place and plays with the ways his lips touch yours

Ultimate king of push and pull

SEONGHWA

Ugh, the way this man would absolutely dote on his partner. Anything they wanted - he’d be all over it. Think acts of service type of love

Loves all the cheesy romantic shit, all of it - the matching accessories, matching hairstyles, coordinating outfits, taking an insane amount of cute couple photos, going to the most aesthetic date spots just so y’all can take photos together. Knows your best angles, duh

So many gifts. And expensive gifts, too! Hwa’s got super expensive taste and i feel like he’s the type of bf to dote on you so much that he wouldn’t want you to wear inexpensive clothing. Like he’ll be like, ‘oh, babe, i got you these new silk pajamas because you said mine were so comfy’ meanwhile he’s already replaced like all of your clothes

Super comfy stay-at-home dates where you do skincare and watch the latest episode of whichever drama you’re watching. Even when he’s hella busy, he’d find time to video call you so you could watch the newest episode together.

Always smells incredibly good, addictive even

Forehead kisses & top of the head kisses are his favorite

YUNHO

Textbook romantic gentleman. The type that makes sure you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, opens every door for you, never ever lets you lift a finger, and will always give you his jacket if you’re cold

Super sentimental. Like if you put together a scrapbook of all of your time together, guaranteed this man will cry. Especially if there’s a handwritten letter explaining how much you love him - he would simply be undone

Tries to remember every single detail about you so he can either plan the perfect date or gift you the perfect item. Truly works soo hard at being a good boyfriend. Also really good with birthdays. Like, scary good.

And tbh, the type of bf to call you out on your bs - like when you’re being a little unreasonable or if you’re telling him about a situation that you’re going through, i think yunho would be the type of bf to tell you when you’re wrong but in a nice way! (maybe.. he can be kinda savage sometimes lmao)

While I don’t think he’d be super into PDA i do think he’d just always be near you like close enough to reach out and hold his hand or close enough that you two would be able to talk without raising your voices

This man loves back hugs

YEOSANG

The best at good morning and goodnight texts. They somehow always make you feel loved and special

Super supportive? The type of bf to set reminders in his phone so he can wish you good luck on whatever upcoming project you’re working on. Even if it’s like the smallest thing ever, he’d be so proud of you for working toward it and even more proud when you achieve it

Really deep and interesting conversations

I think it would be so easy to be with Yeosang - like the both of you wake up together, get hungry at the same time, get sleepy at the same time, etc

It’s not that he’s not into PDA, he just forgets about it like of course he loves holding your hand, but he got distracted thinking about what he wanted to get for lunch

Laying his head on your lap is his preferred way to fall asleep

SAN

Loooooooves physical affection. Cannot get enough of it. I think his ideal would be being able to glue himself to you so two could just walk around permanently attached to each other. also I feel like San runs really fricken hot - like a cute lil heater

The ultimate hype man. It could be a pre-workout selfie, a just finished taking a shower selfie, an all dressed up selfie, a sleepytime selfie, a i just woke up selfie, IT DONT MATTER!! San is going to hype you up every single time. Which obviously does wonders for your confidence (which was his plan all along ;) )

Loves to stay in and just watch movies. Mostly so he can spend as much time as he can cuddling with you. Matter of fact, most of the dates he plans are just excuses to spend more time with you - physically and emotionally

Speaking of, San would be such a good listener! Like I feel he’d understand where you’re coming from emotionally and provide support in a positive and affirming way and never ever make you feel like your emotions are wrong or you were wrong, for that matter truly wants the best for you

And bc he loves you so much, I feel like he would also respect you a whole heck of a lot which means the first time you guys wanna do anything sexual, it takes him a loooong time to be okay with it. Like i think you would have to initiate

That said, he would absolutely blow your back out every chance he got once he got comfortable

MINGI

Loyal af. Once he makes a decision on who he likes, it’s that person FOR EVA so get used to the idea of having song mingi in your life

The wildest communicator - like, y’all abandoned texting very early on in the relationship and now exclusively communicate via selfies/photos, voice memos & memes. His voice memos are hilarious and sometimes incredibly lewd. Like will sing you an entire song that he just made up. In voice memos. Then follow it up with what he wants to do to you in excruciatingly graphic details.

While he won’t do completely matching outfits, he is super down to coordinate outfits - wear the same colors, or complementary silhouettes, something that lets ppl know you two are an ~item~

And though I think he likes being Princess Mingi, i think he would go to great lengths to make sure you’re taken care of - whatever you need, he’d get it for you.. Or get someone else to get it for you lolol

Will always pull you into his lap. He likes how easy/fun it is to manhandle you.

Loves PDA. I’m talkin full on make-out sessions, ass grabbing, hand holding, and everything in-between. good luck getting him off you!

WOOYOUNG

Likes biting. A lot. Especially the marks it leaves

Super generous. Like, the most giving man you have ever met. Will give you the shirt off his back even if you don’t ask for it. This also extends to anyone you know, especially! family. He likes knowing he’s the one taking care of you && yours

This man is crazy into fashion and i think his style would end up affecting your style, not bc he wants to but bc he just looks so cool all the time, you’d wanna match him, if you know what i mean. Definitely gives me gomez & morticia addams vibes.

Learns your favorite dishes and cooks them for you.

I think Wooyo’d be the type of bf to be a little controlling or ride the line of being a little mean just so he can rile you up. It turns him on when you get angry. But would also definitely cut it out if he saw you weren’t having it.. He wants to fuck you, not make you mad!

Can and will makeout with you for hours

JONGHO

Would have such a hard time telling you how he feels, but has no problem showing you how he feels - whether it’s buying you a little trinket, or making sure you ate, or even just listening to you, i think you would always feel loved when you’re with Jongho

Is actually really funny? Or maybe he’s just good at learning what makes you laugh and then gets good at telling you jokes that align more with your humor

Your family would absolutely adore Jongho

Wants to experience new things with you so all of your dates are either trying out a new restaurant, or visiting a new pop-up event, or going to a new city for the weekend, anything that helps creates memories with you

Hella anti-PDA. Will actively avoid holding your hand in public. But as soon as you are behind closed doors, will be the sweetest and most loving bf - being silly/cute, soft sweet kisses, plenty of hugs (which he’s surprisingly really good at), and sooo many massages

Jongho would give the best aftercare

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kaciidubs · 8 months

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I've got Hyunjin on the mind, and he brought with him the thought of soft makeout sessions; slow and soft, kiseses that never end and kisses that barely start, hands on faces, thumbs tracing the apples of cheeks, bodies pressed so close together yet it still feels like you're too far apart to function properly. Where one breath taken is one released, where eyes are closed and the instinct of finding each others lips is known simply from memory, where noses brush and squish together, where he pulls away to gaze at you as if you were his favorite piece of art - to him, you were a masterpiece only nature had the grace of creating.

#✧. ┊ kacii ramble #Kacii's Masterlist #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin fluff #hyunjin smut #soft hours #stray kids x reader #hyunjin imagine #skz fluff #skz x reader

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dinxieyinxie · 2 months

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Oh, will wonders ever cease?

Blessed be the mystery of love.

valentine's special featuring the sillies :3

#severus snape #pro snape #snapedom #young snape #yonal linx #dinxdraws #happy valentines #sobbing on the floor #soft im so SOFT #soft hours #slytherpuff #IM CRAZY #dies #head in hands #HE DID IT!!! HE MADE A MOVE!!!

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addicsvt · 4 months

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sincerely yours.

pairing - boyfriend mingyu x reader genre - fluff word count - 244 warnings - just absolutely sickening fluff synopsis - in which you ask mingyu a stupid question and he replies like the best boyfriend ever a/n - happy new years pookiess!! (gmt+8) i feel so bad for not updating this blog in like a good month HELP im literally in the worst writers' block of my life someone SAVE me. (this fic was so short i apologize)

"gyu" you whisper softly, tapping your boyfriend on the shoulder watching his eyes flutter open to the nickname.

"hmm?" he questioned still very sleepy.

"if you could date anyone in the world who would it be?" you ask waiting patiently for a response, it could be a stupid one you didn't care but you just wanted to hear what he would say about it.

After a while, mingyu finally replied "I think you."

"you don't have to lie gyu" you said before you felt mingyu's arm sling around your waist pulling you closer to him.

"y/nnie, sweetheart, love of my life, there's no one else in the world that I want except for you. No one can laugh like you, have your adorable smile, your pretty lips, your cute moles, and every other little thing." He rambled genuinely, moving your chin gently so that you were facing him and pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

"I love you so much." You replied not knowing how you got so lucky with mingyu in your life.

"I love you even more sweetheart, now will you do me a favour and go to sleep?" He whispered as you turned to look at the clock showing 4:00 am.

"fine fine" you say with fake annoyance before sleep finally took over you. (you swore you felt a hand on your waist and a kiss on your forehead before you went to dreamland but mingyu denies this)

#carat library #caratsland #kim mingyu #mingyu #mingyu seventeen #mingyu svt #mingyu fanfic #soft hours #mingyu soft hours #mingyu fluff #m #cuddling

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itstheghostofmypast · 5 months

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7/Eleven

Hongjoong x f.Reader

Genre: Fluff (pure birthday fluff)

Warnings: None

A/N: I should've been reading research papers but Hongjoong's birthdate had me tripping. It's short but it's sweet❤️ Please remember to show some 🫶 if you like it.

"7/Eleven?"

"Mhmm." smiling at him, she tossed him a bun, "It reminds me of you." Propping down next to the man, in her swivel chair, one that he had got especially for her, for whenever she'd want to drop by his studio.

Baffled at the sudden confession he stared at her then the bun, "I...is it because of my birthdate and the name?" he asked, before gently ripping the bun in half, letting out a soft gasp when the raspberry filling inside began to ooze out, dripping onto the leg of his pants.

Clicking her tongue she reached for a tissue nearby and began to wipe off the jam from his leg, mumbling a "told you they were filled," before tossing the tissue aside and turning to poke the red stain on the blue denim.

"I said you remind me of 7/Eleven because it's my favourite store! It has everything, from food to snacks, to drinks, to tea to little trinkets!"

"Somehow..." Taking half of the bun he pressed it to her lips, her mouth instinctively parting, welcoming the tangy taste surrounding the soft texture of the bun, watching her chew he continued, "That explanation confused me more" he whispered, swiping the excess jam off the corner of her lip with his thumb, only to bring it back to his lips and taste it, humming in delight.

With a frustrated groan, she grabbed his hand and pulled him closer, the armrests of their chairs bumping into each other, "Man, you are so slow" whining she interlaced their fingers, with her free hand she reached for the remaining bun, and copied his movements, pressing the bun against his smirking lips.

Arrogant bastard.

With a little huff, she pressed the bun, making sure to make a mess with the jam, spreading it all over his lips before shoving the whole bun in his mouth. He jerked at the sudden roughness, letting out a low whine, since his dominant hand was occupied - held captive by her- he reached to wipe off the filling with his free hand, swiping at it with his index finger and then pressing it against her frown, "Okay, elaborate so my dumb brain can understand." With that he slipped the finger past her lips, watching her with great intent, letting her clean his finger with her pretty little mouth, pulling back with a loud pop, once she was satisfied.

"Didn't anyone tell you to not play with your food?" he mused, only for her to roll her eyes and glance down at their laced fingers.

"What I meant was, that it's a comfort store, it's bright, it's warm when you feel cold and cool when you feel hot. It has food that makes your heart swell with joy, and the store itself is like your companion. I've had so many lunches alone, and that store's always been my friend, one that never let me down" She paused to glance up at him, admiring how his cocky smirk had turned into a gentle smile, eyes boring a certain kind of softness that was only reserved for her, "Exam days or days where I just wanted to give up, I'd end up there, I don't know, I guess I was just drawn to it all, the low buzz of the fridges, the way the air carried a certain warm buttery scent to it, even if I didn't eat anything there or didn't need anything, I'd just be there, like I am here..." whispering she brought his hand closer, pressing a gentle kiss the back of his hand, "So, my birthday boy, you are my 7/Eleven, my companion, one who bought me a special chair for his studio, one who lets me eat here, lets me drop crumbs all over his desk, one who lets me sleep on the couch at odd hours of the night because I don't want to go home to an empty apartment."

Letting out a content sigh he smiled at her, the tips of his ears turning pink at her little confession, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as he turned around staring at the screen, letting out a, "Let's finish this quickly so I can treat my girl to a proper birthday dinner."

"Shouldn't I be giving you a treat, birthday boy?" she asked, now cleaning up the crumbs off his desk, earning a small nope from him.

A comfortable silence settled between the two as she leaned back in her chair, watching him type away, admiring the way the light reflected off his well-sculpted face, his giant glasses adding a touch of cuteness. Only to notice the boyish little smile that had her heart doing flips, one that he had given her when he had first confessed to her.

What she didn't know was that her little surprise visit was probably the best gift he had received today, one that he would cherish for years to come. It's not like this was the first time she had told him how much he mattered to her, but perhaps he was on the softer side today, perhaps his birthday made him feel more special, and perhaps she made him feel special.

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sciintillla · 7 months

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Kinda like a hard/soft yandere werewolf Bang Chan going on in my head. Like his mate (his soulmate) goes into heat and is in major pain so he uses his warming abilities he has from his werewolf genes and cuddles her and rubs her tummy to help with the pain

and he'd be so sweet and understanding about it. as soon as he senses it, yandere werewolf!chan will drop whatever he's doing outside the cabin and sprint to you. he will carefully open your shared bedroom door, and softly call out to you, barely handling the sight of his soulmate laying in pain.

yandere werewolf!chan who will make sure you have everything you need at bedside, and after being convinced there's nothing else you want but him, he will gently embrace you and leave a couple pecks on your cheek and temple.

constantly asking if you're still in pain or if it got any better, chan will rub your tummy and arms and massage your aching muscles. yandere werewolf!chan would be so worried and willing to do whatever you ask of him in such a fragile state, he may even let you climb his back and walk around the cabin when is dark enough that no one will be around, and cold enough that you want to go back inside and cuddle him.

#stray kids scenarios #stray kids headcanons #stray kids x reader #stray kids soft hours #skz scenarios #skz headcanons #skz x reader #skz soft hours #bang chan #bang chan x reader #werewolf!bangchan #yandere bang chan #yandere au #werewolf au #yandere stray kids #yandere #soft hours

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catiuskaa · 2 months

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*cough cough* no, me kisses.

SUMMARY: he may have lost his opportunity to ask you to become official, but boyfriend or not, there’s only one thing Hannie wants needs: your kisses. All over his face. Right now.

WC: exactly 1.3k baby!

CW: it’s too fluff!! ahhh!! (scared) lol, mentions of the usual sick thingies like headaches and mucus (ew!), mentions of lipstick stains (because YES), use of petnames.

REQUESTED! by pookie dookie @4ln-stay8 right here. I owed you one for reading my angsty fics, so I gave my best with this one. tysm for your support, my love! <3

A/N: inspired on the jeekies bc this singlehandedly changed my brain chemistry (melts n giggles)

[☆★🧣★☆]

Jisung wanted to groan.

Meanwhile, you only wanted to giggle and take millions of pictures of him.

What for? Well, first of all, little Hannie was cutely hiding under his duvet.

Only Jisung’s big boba eyes blinked repeatedly as he sniffed, not because he was crying, but because the poor little thing couldn’t even smell anything. He kept the half down of his face under the blankets of his bed, as he surely knew he was blushing due to you being in his room.

He hadn’t been expecting you, and he wanted to groan and put on a tantrum —or however you use that word in a sentence— because you had to be there at that moment.

“Aw, Sunggie,” you melted at the sight of him, holding back the need to coo and pet him and treat him the small and cute hamster he so was. “Lix called,” you clarified with a toothy grin. “He said you were sick, and buzzed me in before he left.”

Jisung made a note to himself to remember to tickle Felix to death for that.

There was one thing he wanted, and while it was you the one who could give it to him, he felt quite shy from asking, as far as refraining from doing so just yet.

Because it was not like you two were dating officially. Yes, the big, fat crush he had on you was as obvious as shit, to put it in elegant words, but he hadn’t asked you yet.

He was going to ask you, but he got sick.

And that one thing he wanted from you was your sweet pouty lips peppering kisses all over his face.

You sat next to him, and sheepishly shook your head. “Let me tidy up this place for you and bring you some medicine and more tissues, yeah?”

Your voice felt soothing, he wanted to use it as a blanket and stay wrapped in it for the rest of the week.

His heart sent more blood to his cheeks. As if there wasn’t enough, he thought with a huff, big eyes watching your movements as you picked a plate that had been left there since the night before and started picking up the used tissues from the floor.

“…hi…” Jisung mumbled, his voice hoarse and his throat dry.

Was he sick? Sure. I mean, his head hurt, his eyelids felt heavy, his nose was runny and he had surely filled the floor of his room and a decent part of his bed with used tissues.

But despite all that, the thing he wanted the most was to cuddle you to his hearts content.

“Hi, gorgeous,” you snickered softly, and he couldn’t help but smile with you. “Want some water too?”

He coughed in response, and you giggled. He cracked his knuckles underneath the bed sheet, his hands tingling, wanting to take you by your shoulders and hug you like a boa constrictor.

“Guess we have to cancel for tonight,” you mumbled with a small smile, your hand tenderly stroking his hair away from his forehead. “I’ll go leave my coat and bag in the living room and I’ll come back, yeah?”

He pouted without realizing. “Mmhhh…” he hummed with a small frown, almost like a whine.

You were about to mumble a soft ‘what’s wrong?’ before he shoved the covers away from his face as he gingerly raised his hand to grab your wrist and settled your palm back on his forehead. He sighed in small relief, melting into the coldness that lingered in you from being outside.

“Headache?” You said almost in a whisper, hearing the butterflies’ wings going crazy in your stomach.

He nodded. If he had been a cat, he would be purring, even if your hand had already turned warm against his skin.

“C’mon, Jisung-a,” your voice felt even softer than before. “I’ll come back before you know it.”

He sniffed. “…you will…?”

Your heart crushed, unable to handle how cute Han looked. It was too much, so much that even the butterflies in your stomach started to have their own butterflies in their stomachs.

And with a smile, you moved your hand to his cheek and planted a shy tender kiss on his forehead.

“I will. Pinky promise.” You chuckled softly, a blush slowly creeping up to your cheeks.

His eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat.

Oh, no. Now he knew what one of your small kisses felt like.

Now you couldn’t leave. Not before… oh.

He grinned slyly, making you raise your eyebrows, wondering what could he be thinking in that cute little head of his.

“…we’ll… make a deal…” he stated as firmly as he could.

You shrugged lightly, secretly enjoying the faint pink hue of your lipstick that had stained his forehead.

“Sure, Hannie.” Your smile only made the fact that you’d leave for, like, ten minutes —or God, maybe even more— feel a lot worse.

“I… want… more of those…” he blushed deeply.

“More of those?”

He took your hand and covered his eyes with it.

“I want more kisses.” He sniffed again.

Your mouth quickly formed the shape of an ‘o’, as your blush quickly turned a deeper shade of red, as if to compete against his.

You giggled, moving your hand from his face.

“You want my kisses, jagi?” You teased with a smirk.

He felt his heart going crazy in him, a tight feeling in his chest that turned his ears red.

“Aww, but aren’t you too sick for that?”

Oh, no.

You weren’t just going to give him a small kiss and then not continue all morning and all evening… right?

That couldn’t be allowed. Was it? He tsked at the thought. He had to make sure it wasn’t.

He coughed, pouting.

“No.” He coughed again. “Me. Kisses.” He sniffed. “Now.”

You laughed loudly, a sort of laugh that went right in Han’s little heart and filled it up with energy. He didn’t feel that gloomy sensation that being sick could cast over someone.

Instead, he squinted at you playfully.

“You have ten minutes, missy.” He said, already looking much better, emotionally wise at least. “Or else.”

You giggled, sheepishly pecking the corner of his lips.

"You can set up a timer, you cheeky idiot."

He moved his hand to his heart in an overly dramatic gesture that made you cackle, as he chuckled too, trying to ignore how fast his heartbeat felt under his hand.

Nine minutes and forty three seconds later —forty four, forty five...— you had settled a plastic bag next to his nightstand, had stolen a tissue box from the living room, and right now, you were smiling, walking one step in front of the other, carefully so to not spill over the soup you had made for him.

"It's amazing. You have to try it, I've outdone myself." You chuckled as he sat up on his bed, gingerly waiting. You left the tray on his crossed legs, moving his desk chair and nonchalantly taking a seat close to him.

"C'mon." You snickered. "Eat up." He finished it without a single complaint.

"Good boy." You teased, cackling loudly when you saw him blush.

"That's not fair," he mumbled with a pout.

"Scooch aside, Mr fairness."

You moved the pillows and laid next to him, shyly putting your arm below his neck, and then passed the other over his chest.

His face was practically in front of you.

"Hi." You grinned cheekily.

"...oh, h-hi." You giggled at his shyness. You hid the fact that you had reapplied your lipstick in the kitchen before bringing the soup, and started peppering soft kisses on his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, the corner of his mouth...

Oh, you were surely going to catch whatever he had.

[☆★🧣★☆]

~Kats, who doesn't understand why tumblr won't let her stack pictures when answering asks, reason why I post them separately, lol. Thanks for the request, gorgeous!

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jisungsdaydreamer · 1 year

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Stray Kids When They Have a Crush on You

«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME» · «TAGLIST»

Pairing: OT8 x gn!reader Genre: headcanon, fluff Warnings: none

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1. Bang Chan

Writes a lot of songs about you

Will make physical contact, like putting his arm around your shoulders or his hand on your back

A gentleman; drives you home all the time and has you call him when you're safe inside

Very casual around you, but slowly develops deeper feelings

Asks you to hang out with him and his friends a lot

Very proud of you and wants to introduce you to everyone

Genuinely looks up to you and asks you for advice a lot

2. Lee Know

Teases you a lot but it's very flirty

If anyone tries to tease him about you though, he will give them the death glare

Will absolutely deny liking you if anyone asked

Texts you a lot

Remembers every single thing you tell him

Will not tolerate anyone who says a single unkind thing about you

Jealous when you talk to other guys

When you play with his cats, he will be chill on the outside but literally swooning inside

3. Changbin

The one who makes excuses to constantly see you

When you're around, he'll stretch his arms back so he can "accidentally" flex his muscles

So down bad for you and everyone knows- except for you, that is

Would keep a photo of you in his pocket and take it out randomly and smile at it

Acts tough but is really shy about how he feels

Wants to be around you always and invites you everywhere

Tells you to call him cute nicknames

4. Hyunjin

He'd write poems about you in his little journal

Would also sketch you when you aren't looking

Zones out a lot just thinking about you; a big daydreamer

Buys matching keychains for you both, but he's too shy to give it to you

Falls slowly but it's very intense, it might even be love

He'd be sleepless and a little tortured over you

Would have a collection of random things that remind him of you, like plushies or stickers

Makes playlists of songs that make him think about you

Unconsciously is inspired by you; for example, if you wear a cardigan one day, he'll wear one too the next day, without even realizing it

5. Han

Has a goofy smile on his face always

He would try to be suave and cool, but his heart flutters every time he encounters you, and he ends up getting tongue-tied

Would search for cheesy pick up lines on google

Would obsess over every small interaction with you

Lowkey would stalk you online just for "research"

Would not shut up about you to his friends

Would bring you snacks to share constantly and then eat like half of them because he's nervous around you

Makes scenarios about you both in his head before he falls asleep

6. Felix

Everyone ships you guys together

He always brushes the teasing off with a smile

Brings you sweet gifts like flowers and jewelry that reminds him of you

Brainstorms the perfect way to ask you out

Carries your bag for you even if it's not even heavy

Wants to know all about you and asks a lot of questions

Hanging out with him feels a lot like you're dating even if you're not because he is so attentive and sweet

7. Seungmin

The one who wouldn't even know he has a crush on you

You couldn't guess that he likes you because he's very nonchalant

He likes to hang out with you and buy you coffee

His crush would manifest in acts of service

Notices every single thing; if you run out of gum, he'd go right away and buy a new pack for you, even if you didn't ask him to

When he eventually realizes his feelings, he will be honest with you about them

Very classic and classy; no drama

8. I.N.

Straight up will tell you that he likes you and if you reject him, he will try to win you over

The flirty one who gets you flustered

Wants to wow you with his fashion and hotness

Would have a "boyfriend material" Pinterest board to inspire his outfits

Tries to meet your parents to impress you (and they end up loving him)

Drops natural pick-up lines that Han wishes he could serve

Super smooth; no nonsense

Straight up will tell you that he likes you and if you reject him, he will try to win you over

The flirty one who gets you flustered

Wants to wow you with his fashion and hotness

Would have a "boyfriend material" Pinterest board to inspire his outfits

Tries to meet your parents to impress you (and they end up loving him)

Drops natural pick-up lines that Han wishes he could serve

Super smooth; no nonsense

«GENERAL M.LIST» · «NAVIGATION» · «TALK TO ME» · «TAGLIST»

TAGLIST @chansburgah @hee0soo

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atinycafe · 9 months

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thinking about the members noticing their s/o has to hold something to fall asleep (like a billow or something) I have this habit and I wondered what they would think of it

I ALSO LOOOOOVE YOUR WORKS! YOU ARE AMAZING POOKIE ILY♡

ATZ & READER'S UNIQUE SLEEPING HABIT — headcanons

pairing: ateez x fem!reader genre: fluff, some light angst (hurt 2 comfort for joong and sanni's parts) wrd cnt: 3.4k author's note: that was such a cute ask, thank you for requesting it babe <3 THANK YOU SO MUCH BABY I LOVE YOU TOO!! mixed it up with this ask. (ﾉ´ з `)ノ taglist: @hyukssunflower @cqndiedcherries masterlist

　　○˳　　　　　　hongjoong

hongjoong always comes home late, working tirelessly on producing, songwriting, and juggling many other tasks throughout his days and nights. so, you've taken it upon yourself to find comfort in a big teddy bear, craving the warmth of someone beside you to cuddle up with. this time though, you two had a massive fight, and he's gone all silent on you. no more arguing, he had decided. instead, he'd channel all that frustration into crafting some new beats, pouring his anger into his creations, so the cuddling with the bear just hits harder.

as he enters your private room, the first thing he does is check on you before even taking off his clothes or washing up. his eyes soften at the sight of you nestled with the large plushie, and his heart squeezes with guilt. you look so tiny and delicate in the vast bed, almost overshadowed by the bear's size. he tenderly runs his fingers from your wrist to your elbow, noticing your firm grip on the stuffed animal, and he closes his eyes, allowing his thoughts to roam freely as he scolds himself for being selfish and leaving you so lonely that you resorted to such measures to feel embraced.

"joong?"

your voice startles him from his thoughts, and hongjoong turns to you, gently hushing you, coaxing you back to sleep. "shh, baby, go back to sleep. let me just get out of these jeans, and i'll be right there, pretty girl."

you pay no attention to his words, sitting up and rubbing your eyes with one hand while the other tosses the bear out of the bed, pulling him closer by his suit vest. who wears a suit vest with jeans? probably your fashion-fanatic boyfriend, but you're too tired to imagine how uncomfortable that must be to lie down wearing it. you embrace him tightly, burying your face in his chest, taking in the scent of his cologne before drifting back to sleep, completely forgetting about how you guys were fighting just earlier in the day. regardless of how scratchy those designer jeans he's wearing are or how wrinkled his dress shirt might get tomorrow, nothing could make hongjoong budge away from you right now. he's getting all cozy, listening to your soft snores, and holding you tighter as he starts to doze off, but just before he actually falls asleep he whispers in the silent room.

"i'll get us a mattress in the studio so you can sleep in a same room where i'm there, i don't wanna ever leave you alone baby."

　　○˳　　　　　　seonghwa

when seonghwa sleeps, he becomes unnaturally warm, tossing and turning, pulling the sheets off his body only to tug them back afterwards. yep, he's like a living furnace—basically uncuddable. so, one day when you bring a big plushie (san's idea, by the way) to bed, seonghwa is perplexed. he doesn't say anything as he watches you place it next to you.

you turn to him, all smiles, and seonghwa can't help but reciprocate, smiling back down at you. you plant a soft peck on his lips, once, twice, and a third time because you just love him so much. then, you clap your hands twice, letting the automatic system turn off the lights for you. you fall asleep in seonghwa's arms just like usual, but as the night goes on, the heat radiating from his body makes you push him away. you grab your plushie instead and cuddle with it, moving as far away as you can from seonghwa. ah, finally, you can rest without feeling like you're trapped in a sauna.

"what… the.. fuck?" seonghwa groans, his speech slow and laced with sleep, waking up three hours later with no one in his arms. he props himself up on his elbows, looking around confusedly for your form. once his eyes adjust to the darkness, he finds you sleeping far away from him, cuddling with something that isn't him.

feeling betrayed, he grabs you by the waist, your back facing him, and he pulls you to be flush with him. you're awakened by the harsh motion, momentarily stunned before you start whining, trying to get away. but he just holds you closer, briefly letting go of your waist to grab the plushie and toss it behind him. impressive, considering the weight of that thing, but right now, the focus is on the issue at hand—his body temperature. "hwaa nooo, too hot."

"shut up you promised you'd stay through sickness and health, so just suffer with me." he croaks against your hair and you turn to him, a "boy what the hell are you talking about" look on your face.

"what promise? we're not even married?" you retort, your voice matching his, as you can barely make out the words from your dry throat.

"yet."

　　○˳　　　　　　yunho

"i'll just grab the popcorn real quick, alright? you can start the movie without me, princess, no worries."

you nod quietly, reaching for the remote on the table as he plants a sweet kiss on your head when you settle back on the sofa. you press play, and the new spiderman movie starts rolling, but you're too exhausted to fully engage. work has really drained you, and all you crave is some rest. so, you pick up the cylindrical pillow beside you and hug it close.

by the time yunho returns with the snacks, you've already drifted off, and miles morales is on the screen, facing his mom's wrath. yunho doesn't notice right away, plopping down beside you and fixating his gaze on the tv. he laughs at a funny scene, but when he doesn't hear your laughter, he glances at you curiously from under his bangs. his eyes soften as he witnesses your adorable cuddling with the pillow. he can't help but be mesmerized, allowing the movie to play in the background while he admires every little detail of your face.

as he notices a droplet of spit forming on your parted lips, he can't help but chuckle, totally captivated by everything about you. gently, he wipes it away with his thumb and then lowers the volume using the remote. he softly takes the pillow from your arms and pulls you closer to him. he tries to hide his face with his hand as you snugly wrap your arms around his waist, finding comfort in his embrace. if mingi saw how completely giddy sleepy you can make him, he'd surely tease him endlessly.

"my princess' so cute, isn't she hmm?" he murmurs in the silence, running his fingers through the back of your neck. as you snuggle closer, he embraces you tightly, planting gentle kisses on your hair, causing you to twitch awake.

"huh? did the movie end? shit, sorry, i dozed off," you mumble groggily against his chest, trying to shift position. he places a hand over your eyes, momentarily blocking your vision.

"shh, go back to sleep, we'll watch it tomorrow," yunho chuckles, coaxing you to return to slumber on his chest. you comply happily, sneakily sliding your hands under his shirt to softly trace your nails on his skin.

"'ight, just promise not to watch it without me," you say playfully.

"deal, but only if you promise not to cuddle a pillow instead of me," he retorts with a teasing grin, "baby?"

"princess? do you promise?"

"zzz"

　　○˳　　　　　　yeosang

presently, you're watching yeosang flex his biceps in the mirror. he looks handsome, and his biceps have definitely gotten bigger. but you're feeling tired and all you really want is to cuddle with him. he's such a boy, ugh.

you pout and turn on the bed, making sure to steal his pillow to cuddle with. after ogling his body for a while, he takes off his tank top to flex his stomach and then goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth. once he's done with his routine, he returns to bed, only to notice his missing pillow.

he's about to fuss and whine, but when he sees you cuddling it, looking so cute, he can't help but stop. he lets his head fall back, gazing at the ceiling as he contemplates his options. should he steal back his pillow or just let you have it, because you look so comfy? he decides on the latter.

yeosang slips into bed, resting his cheek on his arm, elbow against the mattress, and turns toward you. your eyebrows are scrunched as if you're upset it's not him you're cuddling. he presses his thumb gently at the middle of your eyebrows, soothing the skin until your expression becomes more neutral. his fingers don't leave your face, though. they trail over, outlining your eyebrows, then gently feeling your eyelashes with his fingertips, before moving over the slope of your nose and settling on your puffy lips. he lightly pinches the flesh of your bottom lip between his fingers, tugging at it ever so softly. gosh, you're cute. and that habit of yours, hugging things when you sleep, just makes him melt even more for you. his heartbeat quickens the more he thinks about it. it's just so adorable!! now his eyebrows meet because he has to make do with sleeping without a pillow, all because you're so cute. sure, he could get up and find another pillow somewhere in the apartment, but he just can't seem to take his eyes off you, as if you'd vanish the moment he steps out of the room.

"gosh it's disgusting how much i love you."

the next morning, you wake up to the sight of yeosang sleeping next to you, with his head propped up on the mattress. you can't help but smile at the sight and decide to wake him up with small kisses to his lips.

"hey sleepy head."

"i think i have a cramp in my neck."

　　○˳　　　　　　san

"baby i'm sorr—"

you slam the door of your bedroom in his face, seething with anger. you're so furious that you could wreck the entire room right now. it's unbelievable that his ex showed up at the party he attended. fine, he only responded out of politeness when she talked to him, but it hurts you. what really stings is that wooyoung had to tell you about it before he did. you don't want to think about being understanding right now; you just need some time alone.

you make a beeline for the bed, falling onto it and getting tangled in the sheets. you silently kick the air like a child who's been denied a playdate. you know you're being childish, but it's too late to call him back. he's probably already on the couch, trying to sleep off the night. you'll talk about it in the morning like you always do, but for now, you'll settle for cuddling with one of his many plushies. grabbing the bigger one, you press your face against it and quickly doze off, exhausted from the fight.

not even two hours later, san sneaks back into the room. he makes sure you're asleep before taking another step. he just wanted to grab his phone from the nightstand, bored out of his mind and unable to sleep without you in his arms.

standing in front of the bed, he hesitates. you're there, cuddling with a bigger version of the shiber plushie you got him for his birthday, and he can't help but pout because he wants to be the one in your arms. maybe he could just slide in beside you—no, he shouldn't. but what if he lays down next to you without touching you—no, he shouldn't. what if he takes daddy shiber's place, then wakes up earlier to slip back onto the couch—no, he shouldn't. but you just look so adorable holding that plushie; it should be him!! lost in his thoughts, he doesn't notice you opening your eyes, having woken up the moment he entered the room. you really need to oil that door; it creaks so loudly.

"sanni," you whisper, and he lets out a small scream, so startled that he drops his phone. he cusses and quickly grabs it, apologizing and stuttering as he backs away. but he stops when you call his name again.

"yes?" his voice is small, and you sigh, rubbing your face. finally, you push the plushie away. "come here."

he practically jumps into the bed, pulling you close and hugging you tightly. "baby, i'm sorry. i didn't tell you because it honestly slipped my mind. she's so unimportant; i didn't even realize. i completely forgot about her—"

"san, not now. let's talk about it tomorrow morning. just hug me, please."

"yes ma'am."

"..."

"love you."

"... love you too."

"(⌒ᵕ⌒)"

　　○˳　　　　　　mingi

mingi is playing basketball with yunho in your backyard when you finally arrive home from work. you slip off your heels, keeping your eyes fixed on your boyfriend's agile movements through the sliding glass doors of the living room, which offer a clear view of the action in the garden. a soft smile forms on your lips as you watch him playfully push yunho aside, causing the taller boy to burst into laughter.

you push open the sliding doors and wave at the boys as they notice you. mingi playfully throws you a flying kiss, and you can't help but chuckle at his antics. taking a seat on one of the comfy couches you and mingi placed on the open veranda, you settle in to enjoy the scene.

"this shot's for you, babe!" mingi exclaims, dramatically pointing at you as he readies himself to shoot a 3-pointer. he releases the ball into the air but embarrassingly misses, leading to more laughter from yunho, who goes to retrieve the ball from the grass. mingi scratches the back of his head awkwardly and jogs over to you. "you didn't see anything."

you close your eyes, playing along, and feel a soft kiss on your cheek, followed by a sweet "welcome home, tiny" that warms your heart. mingi plants another kiss on your nose before returning to his match with yunho. the rhythmic sound of the bouncing ball lulls you into a peaceful sleep, and you instinctively grab a pillow to support your chin.

mingi doesn't notice that you've fallen asleep until he finishes his game. he and yunho approach your sleeping form, and both of them quiet down. mingi's breath catches in his throat at the sight – you look so adorable!! he can't help but let his thoughts run wild about how cute his princess is until yunho interrupts.

"bro, your girl's cute," yunho remarks, and mingi immediately turns to him, pushing him and throwing a couple of curses his way.

"get your own, you're not allowed to look!" mingi whines, using his body to shield you from yunho's view, pointing towards the living room to shoo him away. yunho chuckles but goes inside, knowing his own house is just down the street.

with yunho gone, mingi turns back to your sleeping form, crossing his arms in front of him as he shakes his head from side to side. "what am i gonna do with you, tiny? you can't let these guys see you like that."

　　○˳　　　　　　wooyoung

you watch wooyoung's graceful movements in the long mirror as he dances to a song from his album. a soft smile plays on your lips as you observe his focused expression, a sharp contrast to your naturally goofy boyfriend. the bass of the music reverberates through the floor, and for a moment, you close your eyes, allowing the sound to lull you into a sense of calm, almost drifting to sleep.

but your position on the floor isn't the most comfortable, sitting cross-legged. your eyes scan the room until you spot wooyoung's bag. with a mischievous smirk, you grab it and place it between your face and your thighs, hugging it to support your nap. soon, you doze off with a contented smile on your face.

wooyoung notices right away. his eyes are always on you just as much as yours are on him, and he stops dancing for a moment to disconnect his phone from the bluetooth stereo and switches to his airpods so as not to disturb your rest. he's eager to finish practice, knowing that the sooner he does, the sooner he can take you home.

after an hour of dancing, he's left with only the sound of his own heavy breathing. he puts the earphones back in his pocket and walks over to you, trying not to wake you up. he takes a seat beside you, grabbing a water bottle that was nearby.

as he sips from the bottle, his eyes remain fixated on your form. he just stares at you, wanting to memorize every detail, wishing he could imprint your image at the back of his eyelids. you're smiling in your sleep, and he bites his bottom lip, his gaze drifting to how you're hugging his bag. you're cute, you're so pretty, almost ethereal, and he feels like he's floating on a cloud. he considers himself the luckiest man alive. it's as if you sense his stare even in your sleep, and you wake up slowly, your eyelids fluttering open as you look around in confusion. the nap was so good that you momentarily forgot where you were.

when your eyes meet wooyoung's, his expression gives nothing away, although his mind is filled with enamored thoughts of you. you instinctively shrink in on yourself, hugging the bag tighter.

"… what?" you ask softly, feeling perplexed by the way he was looking at you.

he doesn't say anything; instead, he bends down and gives you a long kiss on the lips, catching you off guard. "woo, wha— what was that for?" you mumble.

"what was what for? since when do i need a reason to kiss you?" wooyoung replies, the affection in his words hidden behind a playful scoff.

"you don't, just don't look at me like a psychopath before you do it…"

"okay, i won't look at you anymore."

"wait, no, i was joking. look at me!!"

　　○˳　　　　　　jongho

you and jongho are cuddling together on the couch, him engrossed in a video game while you lazily watch the screen. sleep starts to tug at you, so you reach for the nearby pillow to get more comfortable.

the moment jongho sees you grabbing the pillow, he pulls the mic of his headphones up, briefly muting himself. "nah, drop that right now."

"jjong, what are you talking about?" you look up at him, surprised and confused, dropping a disbelieving scoff. he glances quickly at the screen, shooting a random guy in the game, and then focuses back on you.

"drop the pillow. you're not hugging that to sleep," he says, noticing your small habit and not liking it one bit. he scowls while trying to grab the pillow with one hand, still holding the controller with the other. however, you playfully pull back, laughing at his quirky antics.

"not until you tell me why," you laugh even harder, seeing him struggling to divide his attention between you and the game. but he only pouts, not wanting to reveal his true feelings. you snicker, now leaning against the armrest, and you playfully tap him with your feet, giggling when he sends you a death glare. "come on, tell meee."

"why would you hug a pillow to sleep when i'm right here?" he finally groans, pulling at his bangs to cover his face in embarrassment.

"no way, choi jongho, are you being serious right now?" you giggle even harder into the pillow, kicking your feet excitedly. the maknae is finally acting like a maknae, and you can't help but adore it. he doesn't say anything, rolling his eyes, but the slight blush spreading from his cheeks to his ears betrays him. he pulls the mic back down, hushing you with his finger, as if the fact that his mic is on can stop you from laughing at him. you toss the pillow to the floor and snuggle into his arms, making sure not to obstruct his view of the tv.

you mouth the words "i love you" before pulling him into a hug. jongho can't help but smile, momentarily forgetting that his mic is still on as he cheekily asks, "get your ass up here and give me a kiss."

a barrage of screams can be heard through the headset, so loud that even you can hear them.

"what the fuck jongho."

"bro what."

"hold on pause."

"aye man, what the fuck are you talking about."

"come here, teddy bear, i'll kiss you," jongho recoils at wooyoung's attempt at a fake high-pitched voice, trying to sound cute, but it only results in even more exaggerated disgusted screams from his the boys in the call.

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winterxgardener · 14 days

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This is such a best friend goals, being engaged at the same time. 😭💚💙

#soft hours #this is not satire #i am not delusional #shourtney #shartney #courtney miller #shayne topp

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peachybeom · 1 year

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Stress Relief ♡

sfw, soobin x reader, college au.

blonde fluffy soobin is so cute ill eat him-

Soobin hurriedly made his way to your apartment, taking the stairs instead of the elevator believing the latter took more time.

He had been trying to reach you for almost a day now but got no response. Growing impatient, Soobin had left you texts and voice notes but unfortunately all of those remained unanswered as well.

Finally giving up on waiting, your boyfriend had contacted your roommate-who was out for the weekend, for the apartment passcode as he made up his mind to go check on you himself.

He punched the code in the machine and anxiously opened the door to look for you. His eyes scanned the living room for a few seconds, until they fell on a huddled figure sitting down on the floor.

You were hunching down, sitting cross legged resting your head gently on the table in front of you. Your eyes were shut tightly while your lips parted slightly letting out soft periodic breaths.

Soobin quietly closed the door before him and lowered himself to your level, he let out a breath of relief and gazed at your soft features before brushing a few wild strands of hair from your face.

You stirred lightly at his touch but showed no signs of waking up, that was when Soobin noticed all the books and pens and crumbled papers that surrounded your sleeping figure, you were even holding a pen between your fingers as you slept.

The smile fell from Soobin's face as soon as it had appeared because he realised how tired you must have been. Your college midterms were about to commence in about two weeks and you were determined to work your ass off for it, even it meant studying vigorously without taking any breaks.

As much as Soobin wanted to support you through this tough time, his resources were limited too as he was a film major and you a medical one. Plus past few months had been hard on him too, constantly busy finishing assignments and reaching deadlines.

Soobin hated seeing you stressed but he had promised to not bother you for an entire month during your midterms because he really didn't want to be a distraction, though he would almost text you daily and occasionally call, to check up on you and your studies.

Though you both weren’t able to talk for long, just hearing your voice once in a while was enough for Soobin to go on.

You time and again reassured him that you were doing fine but witnessing the current situation, it was clear that you clearly were not and had been pulling one too many all nighters.

You gently moved and rubbed your eyes sleepily as the sound of clinking cutlery awoke you to consciousness.

You stretched your arms behind your back and were ready to yell at your roommate for being so loud- when you turned your head and spotted an all too familiar figure in the kitchen.

"Soobin!" You exclaimed loudly, grabbing the boy's attention.

Your boyfriend turned around and raised both of his hands towards his sides, a bright smile appearing on his face as he spoke

"Hi bunny,"

"I'm sorry if I accidentally woke you up, I actually came over to check on you because -"

His words were cut off when you-in a matter of seconds strode across the room and wrapped your arms around his tall body.

"There there, easy tiger" Soobin chuckled patting your hair with his hand.

"I missed you so much" You mumbled, burying your face in his shirt.

"That's why you are wearing my hoodie- the one I thought I had lost months ago" Soobin said in a teasing tone.

"Yeah, it's actually really comfortable, I need to raid your closet more often" You replied, looking up- God you missed his beautiful face.

Soobin laughed before gently breaking the hug between the two of you and placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

“I missed you too baby, I got so worried that maybe you had fallen sick or something because you weren’t picking up my calls or answering to my messages.” He said while caressing your cheek.

You felt a pang of guilt for making Soobin worried like this.

“Sorry, I’d put my phone on silent while studying and did not even realise when I fell asleep” You mumbled.

That’s when he noticed the light bags under your eyes and the pale color of your skin.

"You should take a break Y/N, you deserve it," Soobin said in a concerned tone before placing another kiss on your face.

"Yeah, you're right I really should," You sighed heavily.

"Great! so I'll just finish cooking this ramen, then we can try to clean up the mess that is your living room and have a movie night?"

After having dinner- which tasted so good, even though it was just regular ramen. Soobin let you pick a movie which could help you unwind.

You both were halfway through the movie when your eyes began to drift sideways rather than being on the screen.

It was a good movie, it really was! But whenever Soobin was around you, you could focus on nothing but him. His pretty face demanded attention all the damn time, even if that wasn't his intention.

The movie still had a long way to go but you were growing restless. You extended your arm towards your boyfriend and placed your palm on top of his open one.

Soobin absent-mindedly curled his fingers against yours intertwining your fingers, too absorbed in the movie playing before him.

Next, you raised your other hand and grazed your fingers on his ear, softly pulling down the earlobe. This made Soobin turn to face you, his eyebrows furrowed together in curiosity.

You wordlessly ran a hand through his fluffy blonde hair before running a finger down his nose and giving it a light tap.

"What are you doing," Soobin asked letting out a breathy laugh.

You finally got up to and placed yourself on either side of his knee, strangling him between your legs on the couch. Then you placed your palms on both his cheeks and squeezed them between your hands.

"You are like my stress relief squishy. I want to pull you, squeeze you, poke you and viola all the stress is gone," You answered in a cheeky tone.

Soobin laughed loudly at your answer, his eyes closing and forming cute little crescent shapes.

"Jeez that's one weird way of saying you want to make out with me, bunny."

He then put his hand on your waist pulling you closer to him till your noses touched and whispered,

"Bet a squishy can't to this though,"

Soobin captured your lips between his and you let out a surprised squeak but almost melted under his touch right after, hands now grabbing the soft material of his shirt.

Soobin's mouth travelled down leaving small kisses as he made his way through. One hand teasing the waist band of your pyjama while the other slipping under the oversized hoodie. You let out a sigh of contentment and bliss, taking you away from all the anxieties and worries of the past week.

Holding onto him tightly, eyes closed, feeling him all over you, you realised being close to Soobin was really the best way to relieve stress.

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