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day 8: living dead ♡

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My Brother's Best Friend Is The One For Me

Wally West x Batsis!Reader One-Shot

Word Count: 3.6K Warnings: Explicit Language

Author's Note: Got to rereading my Batsis fics and came across the "What A Flashy Romance" and wanted to do another one with Wally because I love him. Enjoy! -Thorne

Being the middle child and also the only girl in the Batfamily meant two things:

1. She had four brothers that treated her like a porcelain doll, despite the fact that she could throw a punch at 336 PSI.

And

2. She followed an unspoken rule that Dick and Jason’s friends were off limits when it came to dating.

In all, neither of those things were major problems. She’d learned at a young age how to avoid Dick and Jason’s overbearing-protective-brother-modes, and Tim and Damian were younger, so she didn’t have to worry about them. The second one was also avoidable—most of her older brothers’ friends were the same, and she wasn’t around most of them to develop any feelings.

Well, there was Wally, but it was just a crush. A stupid, little school-girl crush—that she’d never really grown out of—that didn’t matter in the slightest. Except whenever Dick brought him over to the house and she had to pretend that sitting next to him didn’t make her heart race like she’d run a mile.

And the most annoying thing about the whole crush is that she couldn’t tell if Wally was ever interested in her or not. Most of Dick’s friends, Garth, Kyle, Roy, they treated her like a little sister—hell, they even said “Love you lil sis!” to her regularly. And yet, Wally didn’t. Now, there was the occasional head pat, but even that was an affectionate gesture that siblings and SO’s did all the time. It was infuriating, and so was Wally—but she was going to sort it all out the next time he came over because the worst thing he could say was “No”, and either she needed to hear that…or “Yes”.

***

Normal Sundays for the Wayne household usually meant Ultimate Waffle Breakfast and sitting on your ass all day until patrol—it was the one day of the week where they could do anything and nothing and didn’t have to stick to schedules. Everyone loved Sundays, especially (Y/N), because it meant that all of her family was home, even Jason (who tried to deny that he enjoyed coming home to hang out, but if that mile long grin was any help, he was lying). And while everyone was home, that usually meant that everybody’s friends were coming over too.

***

She swiped the syrup out of Jason’s hand when he swung it back around, grinning at him when he glared at her.

“I was gonna use that, (Y/N),” he griped, and she shrugged, uncapping the bottle.

She tipped it over and watched the syrup lazily pour out of the container onto her waffles.

“You were taking too long.” Her eyes twinkled with humor. “I guess you were as…slow as molasses.”

While most of the table groaned at her terrible joke, Dick snorted into his milk, causing it to splatter on his plate and across the table.

“Nice one,” he coughed, wiping his face and the dark oak surface.

(Y/N) bowed dramatically. “Well, I did learn from the best.” When Dick’s face lit up, she turned to Alfred and smiled. “Alfie, thank you for teaching me your ways.”

The old butler merely tipped his head, a hidden smile crossing his lips at the way the eldest son’s jaw went slack. She turned her attention to Bruce who was quietly chewing, eyes following along the research paper she’d asked him to check out.

“Dad, what’s on your agenda for today?”

He swallowed and flicked a line out with a red pen, etching his own comment in the margin. “Lucius has a few ideas about some new gadgets he wanted to run by me.” Another line went out. “I’ll call him after breakfast.” Bruce looked at her. “You?”

(Y/N) nodded at the paper in his hands, then slapped Jason’s who was reaching over to take a piece of bacon from her plate. “Waiting for you to finish tearing me a new one so I can redo the paper.” She cut into the waffle with the side of her fork. “Once I salvage what little scientific dignity you’ve left me with, I’ll probably laze around.”

“You mean what you do normally?” Bruce quipped, grinning when she glowered at him; his eyes went back to her paper. “You’re doing well so far.”

She huffed. “Tell that to every red line you’ve marked out in that paragraph.”

He flashed the paper. “I’m writing in the margins how to change it. This isn’t a dissertation, sweetheart. You’re allowed to make mistakes. We all do.”

(Y/N) grumbled as her cheeks warmed and she went back to her plate as the conversation flowed around her.

Most of it was the discussion of what everyone was planning on doing, Damian was going to play video games, Tim was going to join him (which she knew was going to be fun while the moment lasted until the petty sibling rivalry got in the way and their gaming dwindled into a physical fight that she and probably Dick were going to have to break up), Jason was going to use the workbench in the cave to upgrade some gear, and Dick apparently,

“Wally and Garth are gonna come over later and hang out.”

She paused, mid-stab of her fork and looked at up. “Wally’s coming over?”

He nodded. “And Garth. We were gonna go to the mall and get some new clothes.”

Jason snorted, laying an arm over the backs of Tim and (Y/N)’s chairs. “Spending money with daddy’s credit card, Dickie?”

Dick smirked. “Just like you.” Jason merely matched his grin, and while the entire table was cracking up at Bruce’s frown, (Y/N) was silent, heart beating faster at the thought of seeing Wally.

“(Y/N)?” She startled and looked up at Dick.

“Huh?”

“I asked if you were okay. You got quiet all of the sudden.”

She smiled and shook her head. “Yeah, just thought about all of the corrections I’m gonna have to do because somebody CAN’T STOP MARKING OUT MY PARAGRAPHS.” Bruce merely smiled and knocked out another line.

It was a lie. It was the biggest lie she’d told right next to the one she told when Bruce had asked her where she was on prom night her senior year a few years ago—she was totally not saving a different sector of the universe with Kyle Rayner, she was dancing with Sam Reilly all night—she strongly believed her dad knew the truth—Batman knew everything.

Bruce handed the paper back to her and she groaned as she scanned the red lines on every page. It was going to take her hours to go over this.

Jason leaned over and read the title, “Cellular Division and Mutation Under Extreme Elemental Circumstances…a composition by (Y/N) Wayne.” He cocked a dark brow. “Go big or go home, huh, baby girl?”

(Y/N) hummed. “Doctor Halberd wanted us to pick challenging topics for the research paper this term.” A crooked smile crossed her lips. “I’m nothing if not ambitious about proving I’m smarter than everyone else.”

“You need another source,” Bruce murmured, sipping the steaming black coffee. “One-fourteen is good, but I’d go for one-fifteen.”

She groaned and dropped her head. “Are you kidding me? I had enough trouble gathering that many.”

“Why don’t you use Barry?” Tim piped up, mouth full of whip cream and strawberries.

“Master Timothy, we do not talk with our mouth full,” Alfred admonished, and Tim blushed.

(Y/N)’s head shot up and she stared at her brother. “That’s actually a good idea. Speedsters would make for perfect references about cellular division.” An idea popped into her head and she glanced at Dick. “And since Wally is com—”

“Nope,” Dick interrupted, pointing at her. “Wally is coming over to hang out, not to be poked and prodded to finish a paper.”

She let out a whine and turned to Bruce. “Dad, tell Dick to let me at least talk to Wally about it.”

Bruce turned his attention onto Dick. “Let your sister talk to Wally about her paper.”

“Oh, come on,” he complained and (Y/N) stood from her seat, hurrying around the table to stand behind Dick’s seat.

She draped herself over his shoulders, tucking her chin in the crook of his neck. “I promise I won’t be annoying if you let me come with you. I’ll ask two questions every thirty minutes and I’ll go do shopping on my own, so I won’t be in the way.” (Y/N) craned her neck and pulled the most pitiful puppy eyes she could. “Please?”

Dick’s eyes darted to her face and then he looked away. Just one more push.

“Please frate?” she begged and when his eyes went wide from the usage of his native tongue, she knew she’d won him over.

He deflated and let out a sigh. “Fine,” he grumbled. “You can come with us.”

(Y/N) squealed and pressed a kiss to his cheekbone, as she grabbed the paper and hurried towards the door. She halted and spun around, looking at her father.

“What do I need to be most specific about?”

“Division under elemental circumstances.”

She glowered at him. “No shit Sherlock. Specifics.”

“Molecular division under terrestrial gamma-ray flashes.”

“That’ll work,” (Y/N) nodded and exited to room.

Jason looked out the door then back to his brothers. “She’s way to excited about science sometimes.” They merely laughed.

***

She raised the red lace, cold shoulder V-neck shirt to her chest before frowning, and switching it with the full lace blue shirt with mini golden lightning bolt charms hanging off the trim. After a moment, she pulled the blue one down and sighed.

“You know, if you want to impress him, I’d wear the red shirt.”

She jumped and barely managed to suppress the scream that was coming up in her throat as she swiveled around to face her door. Jason stood in the doorway, a knowing look on his face. She could play this one of two ways: she could be truthful, or she could lie—she chose the latter.

“What do you mean?” He snorted and walked into her room, taking a seat at her desk.

“I mean if you’re trying to impress Wally, wear the shirt that’s the color of his suit, (Y/N).” She looked away and into the mirror, but she couldn’t escape the eyes boring into her back.

“Is it that obvious?” she asked quietly, and he laughed.

“That you’re head over heels for Dick’s best friend? Oh yeah. Totally.”

She sighed and sat on her bed, pulling the red top over her torso. “It’s just a crush.”

“Seems like more than a crush to me, baby girl.”

(Y/N) pulled the fabric down and looked at him. “Are you gonna tell Dick?”

Jason scoffed. “Do I look like a narc to you?”

She cocked a brow and deadpanned, “Just the other night you told dad that Damian lifted Two-Face’s wallet when he was being put in a cruiser.”

“Well, that wasn’t something important,” he countered and nodded at her. “This is.” He paused and shrugged. “Nah, I’m not gonna tell Dickhead. Play this out however you see fit, baby girl.”

(Y/N) stared at him for a moment then averted her gaze and let out a sigh; Jason huffed.

“That sounds like a heavy sigh, (Y/N). What’s wrong?”

She shrugged. “I don’t even know if Wally would be interested in me. He’s him and I’m me.”

Jason stood and walked over, kneeling in front of her. “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

(Y/N) met his eyes. “Anytime he’s had a girlfriend she’s always been super strong or really outspoken.”

“And you’re not?” he quipped, causing her to huff.

“You know what I mean, Jay.”

He nodded. “Okay, so you’re not an Amazon or shoving your head up someone’s ass for a story. But you’re you.”

“And that means?”

“You’re the only daughter of the World’s Greatest Detective who’s a wicked smart science major by day and a badass vigilante by night.” He cupped her cheeks. “You are intelligent, warmhearted, talented, and absolutely beautiful.” Jason smushed her cheeks together and grinned as she giggled. “And if Wally doesn’t see any of what I just said, then he’s a damn fool and not worth your time. You hear me, baby girl?”

She nodded. “I hear you.”

Jason gave her a firm nod and let go, standing to his feet. “Now come on let’s go do your makeup.”

(Y/N) blinked. “You can do makeup?”

“Baby girl, I can do a lot of things. Now hurry up. That razor sharp eye liner and golden eyeshadow isn’t going to do itself.”

***

She waited beside Dick with a pleasant smile on her face, and despite the fluttering heartbeat in her chest, Jason’s pep talk kept running through her head and with every passing moment, she felt her confidence rising. He was right, if she told Wally and he didn’t feel the same, then it was his loss and her gain to move on and find someone else.

A black sedan pulled up at the manor and the passenger window rolled down, revealing Wally at the wheel and Garth in the passenger’s seat. Dick waved at them.

“Hey guys,” he greeted. “How was the drive over?”

“Oh, you know, we saw three carjacking’s and one armed robbery,” Garth quipped. “I assume that’s normal for Gotham though.”

“It’s a bit below average actually,” (Y/N) piped up. “Hi Garth. Hi Wally.”

Wally smiled and Garth waved in return as the two siblings started getting in the car.

“You’re coming with us, (Y/N)?” Wally questioned and she nodded.

“Do you want me to lie to you or give you the truth?”

He chuckled. “I’m always open for a good story.”

“I wanted to buy out Victoria’s Secret and piss off any boyfriends who are in hot water with their girlfriends.” The guys laughed and she admitted, “Truth though, I need one last source for a research paper.”

“Gonna find that source shopping?” Garth asked and (Y/N) caught Wally’s eyes in the rear-view mirror.

“Actually, my last source is Wally.”

They fell silent and looked at her, though the speedster’s focus was on the road.

“What are you gonna source Wally on?” The Atlantean inquired.

“My paper is over cellular mutation under distress from elemental conditions.” She smiled at Wally. “Our speedster here, is a walking subject perfect for the paper. I can only hope that he agrees to be a willing participant.”

Wally chuckled. “I’d be willing to part with a few secrets for you. Of course, I’d have to—”

“Remain anonymous.” (Y/N) winked. “I’m sure my professor would be okay with me citing ‘The Flash’ so long as I had a picture with him to back it up.”

“I like pictures,” he murmured, pulling into the parking lot.

“That’s good to know,” she replied and when he put the car in park, she took her purse and added, “So I’ll leave you boys to do your shopping and Wally, I’ll text you any questions I have.”

“You’re not gonna hang around?” Garth asked and she shook her head.

“Nah, I don’t wanna be the annoying little sister who follows her older brother and his friends around.” She smiled at them. “Besides, Dick was kind enough to let me come along. Least I can do is stay out of your way.”

(Y/N) opened the door and waved at them. “Text me when you’re ready to leave and I’ll meet you back here.”

***

Despite the initial joke that she was going to buy out the lingerie store, there was actually some truth in the statement, and she drew her fingers over one of the lace baby dolls as she looked at her phone, grinning like a dope at Wally’s response.

Well, I wouldn’t say I’d grow a second skin from how fast my cells regenerate, but I can make my body heal instantaneously. -W

Can you regenerate limbs or major organs? –(Y/I)

Major organs or useful ones? -W

(Y/N) paused at his response and thought for a moment. It was risky. Sending the text, she was thinking about was risky, but it’d sure get her point across that she was into him. With her heart hammering in her chest, she pushed send and stuck her phone in her pocket.

Whichever ones are useful to you, Wally? ;) –(Y/N)

Her phone didn’t buzz for a good minute, and Wally took less than a second to reply, so he was doing one of two things: A.) Telling Dick that his younger sister sent a flirty text, or B.) Trying to figure out how to let her down easy. (Y/N) didn’t know which one was worse. Her hip buzzed and she inhaled shakily, pulling her phone out of her pocket with one eye cracked open to see how screwed she was.

Do you have a useful one in mind, beautiful? -W

She had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep from letting out the biggest gasp any human had ever made, and she nervously looked around her to make sure no one else was staring at her. She grinned as she replied to him.

Oh, I could think of one…or two or three…Why? Is there gonna be a pop quiz over this later? I’ll have you know I’m an excellent test taker. –(Y/N)

Is that so? Well, what happens if you were to fail this particular pop quiz, (Y/N)? -W

I guess you’d have to stay the night for a study session and help me make a better grade ;) –(Y/I)

As she waited for another response, someone’s hand touched the small of her back and she reacted, immediately stepping away from the offending touch to spin on them. Her eyes went wide when she saw Wally standing before her, a grin on his face, phone in his hand.

“I think an overnight study session is possible, (Y/N).”

Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, like a fish until she finally got her brain to work and asked, “I thought you were shopping with Dick and Garth?”

He shrugged. “Told Dick you asked me an advanced question that’d be easier to answer in person than over text.” He wiggled his brows. “You know, advanced equations and scientific gibberish.”

(Y/N) huffed a laugh and turned back around, trying to ignore the heat in her cheeks as she picked up one of the teddies. And when she realized what it looked like, she only felt more flustered. Crimson with baby blue trimming and was practically a shoelace.

“Well, that’sa hint if there ever was one,” Wally quipped, and she pulled the lingerie out of his line of sight.

“It was just the first one I grabbed!” she exclaimed, snapping her mouth shut when people looked over at them. Her cheeks felt like they were wildfires, and she pressed her head against the cool metal of the rack, sighing with what little relief it provided.

“You know, (Y/N),” he started softly. “If you’re not comfortable, this doesn’t have to go anywhere. I can forget this ever happened if you want me to.” (Y/N) opened her eyes and peered at him, at the concern but also the kindness in his gaze.

“I just—” she murmured and trailed off before letting out a sigh. “It’s kinda complicated.”

“Okay,” Wally nodded. “My mouth might work faster than my brain sometimes but lay it on me.”

She cracked a smile and thought back on Jason’s words. If Wally doesn’t see any of what I just said, then he’s a damn fool and not worth your time.

(Y/N) took a deep breath and looked at him, admitting, “Wally, I have…feelings for you.” His eyes widened and though she felt the sting of embarrassment, she pushed out her words. “It’s stupid, like one of those dumb childhood crushes that just sticks with you, you know?”

She averted her gaze and looked at her peep toe heels. “I just don’t wanna screw anything up because even if you don’t feel anything like I do, I don’t wanna lose you as a friend. Because I do value your friendship.” She sighed. “And Dick. I don’t wanna make you uncomfortable about coming over to see him if there’s a chance you’ll have to see me too. I just—”

“Woah, woah, woah,” Wally interrupted gently, a smile growing on his face. “You’re thinking way big here, (Y/N). Bigger than you need to right now.”

She met his eyes. “Right now?” she repeated, and he reached out, taking her hand in his. His fingers felt tingly against her palm and he smiled.

“I like you, (Y/N).”

She blinked at him, practically dumbfounded. “You…you do?”

Wally nodded and confessed, “Have for a couple years, but I didn’t wanna make a move not knowing if you were interested.” His cheeks tinged pink, and he said, “But I’m glad you are. Like super glad.” (Y/N) giggled, suddenly feeling really foolish for all her worry and Wally let out a chuckle too.

She stared at him for a moment, relishing the coolness of his skin before pulling away, toying with the teddy in her other hand.

“So, about tonight…you staying over?”

Wally let out a groan and looked between her and the lingerie. “Probably, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to get away long enough to spend some time alone with you.”

(Y/N) let out a ‘pfft’ and winked. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out, Flash. You are the fastest man alive.”

“You’re into quickies? Good to know,” he grinned.

“Shut up,” she giggled.

[tvehyungs-gf]

Part 1 of WYD : what you do. Word Count: 4.5K. Synopsis “I think I might be falling in love with you.” He wasn’t scared to say it, no, he had more balls than that. Although a blush rose on his cappuccino colored skin, he didn’t care. Chanyeol was an honest man and he had absolutely nothing to hide. At least not with you.

Wednesday’s, to you, is one the best day of the week. However, most would argue that it’s either Friday or Saturday and you couldn’t agree more but Wednesdays are the only days you and your giant of a boyfriend had the same day off. Free of classes and work, Wednesday’s were your relaxing days. And it just so happens that most of your good ole friends had it off as well.

This was planned when all you were hanging out at Kyungsoo’s apartment registering for the Spring semester classes. Kyungsoo decided it was a good idea to cook dinner to celebrate that everyone was almost done with college. It was cute, although, it did suck how Junmyeon, Sehun, and Jongin weren’t able to get Wednesday’s free. It was something about how a certain teacher only taught on those days or how one had to take an extra class to make up for credits. Whichever it was - it sucks.

And today would be a good day but it wasn’t Wednesday, or Friday, or Saturday… it was Monday. What made it worse was that Baekhyun and Sehun were off. Why was it worse? Because they practically lived with you and Chanyeol in your guys' studio apartment. Where do they sleep? Anywhere their body feels like at the moment. Yes, there was a time where it would be you and Chanyeol on your bed getting ready to sleep when suddenly Baekhyun would squeeze in between the both of you. And it didn’t help that Sehun can’t sleep by himself, so that night, all of you somehow managed to sleep in one queen-sized bed.

Your studio was cute, very cute and sophisticated, yet it has such a homey feel to it despite all the modern furniture you had. With Chanyeol majoring in interior design, it only made sense for your apartment to look like it was straight out of an IKEA magazine. You had all the essentials you needed; a bed, a kitchen, a full bathroom, and a mini living space. That was all mixed in with Chanyeol’s many musical instruments and camera equipment. He wasn’t minoring in music or anything, he just liked it. 

If he wasn’t at work at the Cafe, he was at school, and if he wasn’t at any of those, then he would be filming for his youtube page. Chanyeol was ambitious, he loved making music and designing. So why not put those two together and film cover videos? All while occasionally giving tips on how to decorate your home?

Although you and Chanyeol were quite a busy couple, your studio was always surprisingly clean. Even all your closest friends questioned how you had found the time to clean but it was a secret they always wanted to know.

With your couch placed in front of the TV, your couch looked like it grew another piece with Baekhyun laying on top of it. Could it even be called laying on top of it if his body looked like it molded together with the cushions?

With a sigh, you realized today was going to be like no other.

“Y/N,” Baekhyun cried, arms flopping all over your couch. “I’m hungry.”

You rolled your eyes and nudged Baekhyun with your feet. He had laid face down on your 3 seater couch with you standing before him, your feet digging into his right buttcheek to get him to move. “Move your legs so I can sit down.”

He did as told with a groan and sat up normally before whining again. “Make me food.”

“What am I? Your cook?” You sat down with a plop and pulled out your phone. “What do you want so I can ask Sehun to buy it.”

Baekhyun grinned happily but in an instant, his smile faltered into a frown. Sehun, the man of the hour, came strutting in through your front door. How did he manage to get in? “Chanyeol gave me your house key when I ran into him when I was leaving class.” He answered as if he could read your mind. “Also, good morning my wonderful friends. How are you?”

“Ugh,” The child of a man groaned. He stood up, walked the few steps to your front door, and pushed Sehun out the door.

Confused, Sehun yelled out. “Ya, ya, ya! Why are you pushing me out?!”

“You can’t get in unless you bring food.” Baekhyun locked the door but when he heard the handle jiggle with Sehun walking in again, he frowned. “Give me the key.”

“No.” Sehun held the key up high out of Baekhyun’s reach. “And get your own food.”

“How about both of you get your own food and get out of my house.” You rolled your eyes playfully and slid your phone away back into your pocket. “You guys are so noisy and it’s only 9 am.”

Taking off his shoes, Sehun walked over and sat down next to you with a plop. Instead of staying seated, he began to get comfortable by laying down sideways with his head resting in your lap. He crossed his arms across his chest, tucking his hands in between his armpits and rib cage all while closing his eyes. “I won’t be noisy. I’m just going to sleep.”

“Nu-uh.” You pushed his head off your lap making him groan in annoyance. “You both are going to have to start paying rent if you keep staying here.”

“I’ll pay you in hugs.” You laughed loudly before getting serious. Baekhyun frowned. “I guess not.” He stuck his tongue out at you. “Actually, let’s get coffee. I’ll buy you coffee from now on.”

“But I already get free coffee from Yeollie.” You stood up from the couch and stretched out your limbs. “But I do want coffee, so let’s go.”

“Will you buy me coffee?” Sehun asked standing up too.

Baekhyun patted Sehun in the shoulder with a smile. “Of course not.” Chuckling, the shorter of the two nudged the other out the door after putting on their shoes with you trailing behind. Slipping your shoes on as well, you locked the door. “Is Chanyeol working right now?”

“Mhm,” you hummed happily, skipping down to the hallway towards the elevator. “Yes, he is. He’s working till 3 before class.”

“Oo you know what that means?” Baekhyun smiled mischievously, his eyes turning into crescents as he turned around to walk backward and look at you. Wiggling his brows, he began to clasp his hands together. You raised a brow for him to continue although you were highly concerned.

Any time Baekhyun smiles mischievously, it means that he’s up to no good. And that was more than most of the time. “We get to get free coffee! And we should prank him.”

“Prank him? Like what?”

“Like this.” Standing in front of the glass door to the entrance of the coffee shop, Baekhyun suddenly held your hand as he fixed his shades with the other. Baekhyun decided it would be funny to see Chanyeol’s reaction of you holding hands with another man - but with a twist! Baekhyun was going to try to hide his identity and be someone else. “Choi Jaewook.” Or whatever name he decided. “A 24 years old trainee at SM entertainment. But due to a tragic accident where he slipped during dance practice, Jaewook had to -” Yes he even came up with a whole backstory and everything.

“And why are we doing this again?” You asked utterly confused. Your other hand rested on your hip as Baekhyun kept the grip on your other hand. “And what’s Sehun going to do?”

Baekhyun tsked loudly. “Ya! Were you not listening to the plan at all? We’re going to go in there and Chanyeol is going to see you with me and flip!”

“Okay, but if I am supposedly supposed to be on a quote on quote date with another man, why would I go to my boyfriend’s job to get coffee? Especially at the time he is working?”

“Ugh. You ask too many questions, Y/N. Just go along with it.” He rolled his eyes. “Anyway, once Chanyeol sees you, you’re going to deny everything and then Sehun is going to walk in and act confused. He’s going to be like, ‘Y/N?! Jaewook?! What’s going on!’”

Sehun grumbled. “This is stupid.”

“I know.” You agreed. “What do we get out of this anyway?”

Baekhyun proceeded to fix his hood that was draped over his head and slid up his face mask. “Enjoyment.”

“This is so pointless,” Sehun complained, his hand went up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “Also, what if he sees us standing out here? Our prank is going to fail before it starts. Is this a hidden camera?” He looked around in search of a camera.

Baekhyun rolled his eyes again. If he was going to keep doing that, you wondered if his eyes were just going to get stuck facing the back of his head. “No, you idiot.”

You sighed getting their attention. “Alright. Let’s just get this over with.”

Baekhyun beamed although you couldn’t see his grin, you could with the way his eyes crinkled. With his hand gripping yours, you both walked into the shop, leaving Sehun outside to peak through the glass. Immediately, you were greeted by an employee you haven’t met before. Maybe she was new?

The both of you greeted back as you walked towards the counter. “Hi! What can I get started for you today?”

In a deeper voice than usual, Baekhyun ordered. You rolled your eyes, he really was trying to go all out on the prank. “Uh, yes, hello. May I get an iced mocha Frappuccino with two extra shots, add whip, and extra caramel and chocolate syrup please?”

The poor girl looked shocked as she hovered her fingers over the register screen, not knowing where to begin. “Ah, sorry. I am new, please give me a second. I apologize…” She gave you both a nervous smile as she rushed off to get someone. And lo and behold, she came back with a shocked Chanyeol. He wore a white button-up with black slacks and his black apron. He looked so cute!

Baekhyun squeezed your hand as Chanyeol strutted to the counter. Time to start the prank!

“Baby!” Chanyeol smiled happily, his arms flying up in the air as he walked past the counter and towards you.

Or not.

Baekhyun was shocked, to say the least, no, he was utterly confused. Did Chanyeol, for some odd reason, not notice him?

“I missed you!” Your boyfriend pulled you into a tight hug, making you let go of Baekhyun’s hands so you can hug him back. Squeezing you tighter, Chanyeol lifted you up in the air happily as if he hasn’t just seen you two hours ago before he left to work.

After a second, Chanyeol placed you down gently to turn to a confused Baekhyun. “Oh, hi Baekhyun.”

“Huh?” Baekhyun asked confused, his eyebrows furrowing together. “W-whose that? I’m Choi Jaewook, Y/N’s boyfriend. And who are you?” His voice was still deep as he tried to carry on the prank that seemingly already failed before he could even say his lines.

You rolled your eyes.

Suddenly, Sehun came running in. “W-Woah! Choi Jaewook? And Y/N?!” Sehun turned to you acting shocked. “Are you cheating on Chanyeol with Choi Jaewook?”

Why do they feel the need to say the whole name every time?

“Damn it Sehun! You came in too late!” Baekhyun slapped Sehun upside the head as he furiously took off his shades and face masked to toss them angrily at Sehun.

Sehun’s jaw dropped. “You told me to come in when Chanyeol saw you two!” He yelled in defense, his arms flying up. “And I came in when he came out!”

“Whatever!” Baekhyun angrily crossed his arms looking at Chanyeol. “How’d you know it was me?”

Chanyeol chuckled. “Y/N would never do such a thing to me. And I knew it was you from the start. I saw you guys just standing outside the door.”

Now it was Sehun’s turn to slap Baekhyun upside the head. “See! I told you!”

You flicked them both on the forehead. “Anyway,” You looked up at Chan with a smile. “Baby, can we order?” Your arms wrapped themselves around his waist happily.

He grinned down at you, his cheeks flushed. You always somehow managed to make him all warm inside and blush whenever he sees you. Despite being together for a long time, since the first year of college, you two were inseparable and still are. People say that love at first sight is ridiculous and it’s not exactly love, but lust. However, when others see the two of you, together, they’re immediately proved wrong. Love at first sight definitely existed when it came to the both of you.

It was when you were working on the school campus, at the library, your first year of college. Kyungsoo was helping you sort the books in order before opening time so you both were jamming to music whilst getting your job done. 

Suddenly, a tall and out of breath handsome man rushed through the front door, leaving you out of breath instead when you saw him. Your heart raced a mile as you took knowledge of this man's existence. Can someone actually be that beautiful? You made a mental note to check out the book you were holding, The Human Anatomy, to see if it was actually possible for someone to be that handsome. There’s just no way!

“H-Hi!” You mustered, voice shaky and quiet. Clearing your throat, you tossed the book down into the cart beside you. “Can I help you with something?” You wiped your sweaty palms that you didn’t know what was sweaty against your black jeans. Straightening up your posture, you tried to present yourself more professional and might I add, cute.

“Y-yeah!” He blushed, cheeks red like the tips of his cute ears. He wore a beanie on his head that had his black hair peaking out. “I-I need a book for class and it starts in 10 minutes.”

You happily agreed to help him. “What book is it?”

“Uh,” he pulled out a folded piece of paper that was stuffed carelessly into the front pockets of his jeans. Unfolding the crumbly paper, he read you the title. “It’s ‘Architecture: Form, Space, and Order’ by Francis D.K Ching.”

Turning around, you looked around the library to pinpoint the area you knew the book should be. “Ah! Follow me.” You walked him over towards the educational section. “Last name is Ching…” You mumbled to yourself. “And there it is!” You pulled out the book once you found the author's last name.

“Thank you!” He took the book from you gratefully. “Uh, actually, there’s something else I’m looking for…”

“Sure.” You raised a brow. “What book is it?”

The stranger turned apple red, more than he already was. “It’s not a- Uh….” he bit his lip. Oh, his lips. You stared at them deliciously. They looked so kissable. Again, was this humanly possible to be this good looking? Everything about him seemed perfect! From his tall and fit structure to his cute ears, his puppy-like eyes, and his damn lips, you deemed him too good to be true.

“It’s um,” He began again. “Can I have your number?”

You didn’t register what he said fully because the thing you responded with made him want to fall into a black hole. “Okay, what’s the author's name and the genre? I can probably find it easily.”

“I mean-” He bit down harder on his lip. How was suppose to respond to that? He was beyond embarrassed and shocked. “I-“

Immediately, your eyes grew wide with fear. You’re such an idiot! You weren’t used to this, someone asking for your number that is. Let alone, you weren’t used to someone so insanely beautiful ask for your number. This had to be a prank, right? “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I’m just surprised and I wasn’t registering what you said because this doesn’t exactly happen to me often….”

“It’s okay! No, I’m sorry if I came a little too forward, especially since you barely know me.” He smiled apologetically, his hand scratching the back of his head.

You shook your head. “No no! You don’t have to apologize! I’ll actually be more than happy to give you my number.” You blushed as your confidence rose. “Y-Your phone?”

Quickly, Chanyeol pulled out his phone and pulled up the phone app for you type in your number, which you grateful did. Handing him his phone back, your fingers brushed against his and that alone made a shock run through you. He looked at you with his mouth parted but you both were too embarrassed to comment on it. Instead, he took his phone back and read what you put. “Y/N?” He read off your name with a smile. “It’s a very pretty name, I like it.”

God, he’s so perfect. Is this what love at first sight is? “Uh, haha, thanks!” You stuttered with an awkward laugh. “What’s your name?”

“Oh!” His eyes widened, of course! Introductions! “Um, I’m Chanyeol, Park Chanyeol.” Before he locked his phone his eyes scanned the time, 8:10 am. Oh great! He has time before cl-! Wait, 8:10!? “And I’m really late for my class!” He yelped loudly as he shoved his phone into his pockets. “I’m sorry, I really have to go! Uh, I’ll text you!” He pulled you into a hug despite not knowing you and rushed off with the book.

You stood there surprised when a wild Kyungsoo popped up beside you. “Okay, what’s the author's name and genre?” He mocked with a laugh. You punched his arm in embarrassment. “Really?” He chuckled loudly. “Park Chanyeol sure had an effect on you.”

“W-what? You know him?”

Kyungsoo nodded. “Yes, we have the same friend group. You know, Suho and Kai? Baekhyun and Sehun?”

“Oh yeah, wow, what a small world…” You blushed thinking about the man who just left. “Anyway, I’m still shocked.”

“Don’t be.” He said as if it was that easy. “He’s a nice a guy, plus, he has seen you a few times before and I guess he finally saw the chance to ask you for your number.”

You blushed, “He saw me before?”

“Yep, you know when I get off work, Chanyeol and the others sometimes stop by so we can all leave together.”

“Oh,” You tucked your lip in between your teeth. “Oh my god, he probably saw me all dressed ugly and what not!” You cried recalling all the times you wore joggers and a hoodie to work. “He must have very low standards.”

Kyungsoo shook his head, “You’re overthinking it. He’s a really nice guy! I approve.” He smiled as he placed his hands on your shoulders to direct you back to the cart. “C’mon, stop thinking about your future boyfriend and get to work. These books aren’t going to get put back on the shelves themselves!”

Little did Kyungsoo know, those books were never going to get put back because the moment your phone vibrated from an unknown number, you weren’t able to focus on getting back to work at all. “Hey Y/N, it’s Chanyeol! I made it to class before the professor came in. I kind of forgot to check out the book, I’ll come by after class to properly check it out? And so we can have a proper conversation if that's okay...?”

Shaking your head, you tuned back into the conversation at hand. Baekhyun and Sehun finished putting in their order happily knowing that it was going to be on the house. Chanyeol already knew your order so you didn’t have to tell him. Once that was done, the three of you sat at the usual table.

“Man, I just love free stuff!” Baekhyun was ecstatic. Chanyeol usually never gives him anything for free. “Chan must be in a good mood for once because every time I come, he never gives me anything free. Not even a discount! Some best friend he is.”

You laughed remembering all the times Baekhyun would drop by your place after getting some coffee to complain how rude your boyfriend was for not giving him any sort of discount, especially for how long they were friends for.

Sehun agreed before his face contorted into confusion. “Wait, he doesn’t give you free drinks?” Sehun chuckled as realization hit Baekhyun. 

“What the hell? He gives you free drinks? This is favoritism! I’m getting singled out!” 

You laughed as Baek complained. “Maybe if you weren’t so annoying and always on the need to prank him, he would give you free stuff.”

“Woah, you’re so rude! And speaking of the devil!” Baekhyun turned to Chanyeol who came with your drinks. “Ya, why don’t you give me free drinks like everyone else?”

Chanyeol raised his eyebrow confused, “What do you mean? I always try to give you free drinks but you’re never paying attention. You always slide your card into the card reader before I can even discount the drinks.”

“Oh...” Baekhyun facepalmed himself. “I feel stupid.”

“Mhm.” Chanyeol hummed with a laugh. “Anyway, scoot over Sehun.” Sehun scooted over for Chanyeol to sit down.

“Thank you for the drinks, baby.” You smiled from ear to ear as you slid the mug into your hands. Chanyeol gave you a wink and took a sip of his own drink as the three conversed.

Thinking back to how everything started for you and Chanyeol, you couldn’t help but blush at how it all began. With your warm mug of coffee steaming the tips of your nose, you were sat across your boyfriend who ultimately thought it would be a fantastic idea to take his lunch break during peak hours. 

Sehun sat beside your boyfriend while Baehyun sat next to you. You zoned out during their little banter that the boys had as you mindlessly stared at Chanyeol thinking about the start of your relationship. Now that you’re thinking about it, your first date you had with him was here. This cafe actually holds so many memories between the two of you and the one that immediately always comes to mind is when Chanyeol admitted that he was falling for you - hard.

“Chen, what the hell do I wear?” To say you panicked was an understatement. Your date with Chanyeol was in an hour and you barely just got out of class half an hour ago. You were lucky that you did your makeup this morning before class you so all you had to do now was a touch-up. Honestly, you were more than stressed at this point.

Chen sat on the edge of your bed as you rummaged through your closet. “Isn’t this, like, your sixth date or something? Why stress out when this isn’t your first rodeo with him?”

“Because!” You tossed a hoodie at his face. “I still have to look nice!” 

Rolling his eyes, Chen stood up to help you find something presentable. 

You were so grateful that Chen came over to help you find something wear. Once you were finally ready, you walked out of your bedroom and greeted Chen who sat on your couch playing on his phone. “How do I look?”

Chen looked up, his phone falling out his hands onto his lap. His mouth in an ‘O’ shape, he stood up and clapped his hands. “I have great style sense, woah! You look great Y/N! Chan’s going to flip when he sees you.”

You smiled as you looked down at your outfit one last time. You had on a black sweater with black jeans. A leather jacket fitted perfectly on your frame with checkered vans adorning your foot. “Simple but cute, I like it.”

“Me too. Now, go or else you’ll be late!” Chen walked with you the house before parting ways. 

Nervously, you met up at the cafe that you and Chan both decided to meet up at. Locking your door, you slid your purse higher up onto your shoulder and walked up to the entrance of Steamed!, your favorite coffee spot. And there stood, in a hoodie and jeans, Park Chanyeol. His hair parted into a side part, lips turning into a wide smile, Chanyeol looked effortlessly handsome. You recalled reading the human anatomy book and learning that it’s almost not possible to be that handsome. Chanyeol just proved science wrong.

“Hey.” He whispered once you got close to him, his arms promptly finding their way to your shoulders, pulling you into his embrace. “You look really beautiful.”

You blushed into his chest as your arms wrapped around him. “You know, you proved science wrong. You’re too handsome to be real.”

Chanyeol chuckled, his chin rested on top of your head. “And you proved TC Candler’s 2016 most beautiful faces wrong. You’re number one of all time.” He laughed as you pinched his arm. “I’m not joking, you know. I’m being 100% honest. I guess we’ll just have to take the title of the most beautiful couples ever known to man, huh?”

You pulled away from his frame, “Couple?”

He nodded, “Of course.”

You were feeling warm and it was all because of him and his warm embrace and sweet words. Park Chanyeol knew exactly what he was doing. Smiling, he slid his large hands into yours and walked you both into the cafe.

After the date, you both were standing in front of your car. It was time for the date to end but you both had no means of letting each other go. Your hands in his, he stood before you. Because of this date, his confidence skyrocketed to outer space. He looked at you and nothing but you.

“I think I might be falling in love with you.” He wasn’t scared to say it, no, he had more balls than that. Although a blush rose on his cappuccino colored skin, he didn’t care. Chanyeol was an honest man and he had absolutely nothing to hide. At least not with you.

Your skin reciprocated his, “I think I might be feeling the same way.” His eyes twinkled with happiness as a big smile formed on his face.

You both stood there, his back leaning against your car door. “You don’t understand how happy I am to hear that.” He was beaming, corners of his lips basically reaching each ear as he leaned forward. His hands slid out of yours and replaced themselves onto your warm cheeks. “I hope you can make me more happy by saying yes.”

You raised a brow, your hands gripping onto each of his forearms. “Yes to what?” You asked, your voice quiet. 

Chanyeol leaned in a little more. “Will you do the honors and be my girlfriend?”

“I honestly don’t think you even have to ask.” You whispered happily. Your smiled mimicked his as you took initiative to close the remaining space between you. With foreheads touching and eyes closed, your lips hovered over another. You both stayed like that for a second, enjoying the first-ever intimate moment you ever shared. And the moment your lips molded together, you realized that maybe, they were made just for you.

You felt like fireworks were booming in the background as sparks were flying. This couldn’t have been a better way to end the night and this was all thanks to Park Chanyeol.

AN: asdfgh!! I'm so happy part one is out! And don’t worry, Lay and Xiumin will make their entrance soon >:D 

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Green Eyed Monster: Daehyun

Hey y’all here is another request that I was suppose to do a while ago! Sorry for being such a slow sloth! (Too lazy to type anymore…fingers hurt TT_TT) Thanks Nonnie for your patience and I hope you like the scenario!

Hi!! Can I get a scenario of a super jealous Daehyun because I baby Junhong sooooo much but me and daehyun are not together however we end up together since we like each other a lot but are afraid to confess first? (Don’t know if this even makes sense lmao)

A/N: Why he so beautiful *o*

You squealed as you held the giant maknae close to your chest. Unknowingly burying the poor boy’s face into your boobs. Though he didn’t mind too much. He was a man afterall. You stared at the screen as you rewatched B.A.P’s cover of Mirotic on MBC. You still couldn’t believe how sexy the boys looked, but you couldn’t help but explode with giddiness at the sight of Zelo being cute yet sexy. It was paradoxical. “Yah, Junhongie! How can you be so precious, but sexy at the same time!?” You unburied his face and decided to pinch the boy’s cheeks instead.

“Cause I’m that amazing.” He playfully squished his cheeks and did a cheesy smile. You wanted to squeal again. Seriously how can this over 6 ft tall giant be so adorable! You loved all the boys to death, but Zelo was special in that he was your cutie baby. You knew Zelo back when he was still a trainee as mini you was shadowing your producer older brother. He had become something like a younger brother to you as you watched him grow and develop his craft  so he got special doting.

To most the scene between the two of you was cute and endearing. Except to one man that was sitting at the other end of couch with a glare on his face at the scene. Daehyun wasn’t too happy to see how clingy the two of you were. He never liked it actually. He knew that the two of you were close and Zelo was your giant baby chick so the skinship and closeness wasn’t all to surprising. It only started to bother him when he started grow feelings for you. When he first met you he was shocked to find out you were going to be the producer for B.A.P’s next album. You were so young yet already so talented. And not to mention beautiful. But beyond that you were kind, funny, sassy, and ambitious. At the time Daehyun wanted to hug the maknae and even kiss the kid on the cheek for being so close with you because that meant that you would hang out with the gang outside of the work environment, but now all Daehyun wanted to do was glare a hole into the poor maknae’s head.

“Aish…” Daehyun let out a sigh as he got up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen. Your eyes followed Daehyun at the sound of his sigh, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his sudden sullen mood.

Recently you had noticed that Daehyun’s mood tended to sour more frequently and it always occurred when you were around. A small part of you prayed and hoped that maybe he was just having bad day and you just happened to be there. You didn’t want to think or even play with the thought that Daehyun may despise you. Especially when you had a major crush on the boy. You didn’t know when it had developed, if anything you thought you would have fallen for Zelo with how much time you spend time with him, but they did. Maybe it was Daehyun’s infectious laughter, his love and care for his members and fans, that endearing nature of his to always keep those he loves close to his heart. How much cares and is passionate about his music and others, yet at the same time can be such a dork that you didn’t understand how it could be the same person. You didn’t know which part did it for you, but it did. And you fell hard.

“Um I’m going to grab a bottle of water. Do you want anything Junhong?” You removed yourself from the couch and cautiously went towards the kitchen.

“Yes please!” Zelo shouted as he turned his attention back to the other performances.

As you entered the kitchen you saw that a certain grumpy pants was blocking the door of the refrigerator, chugging down a bottle of water like an elephant. “Hey Dae, can you move a bit so I grab some water?”

Daehyun eyed you before he opened the fridge once more, not speaking a word. That concerned you. Daehyun never stopped talking. Sometimes you had to throw pillows at him and Youngjae just to get the two chatterboxes to shut up for 5 minutes. You were about to open your mouth to ask if he was okay. Though a small of part of you feared that the reason he was feeling crummy was because of you. You weren’t wrong, but the reasons weren’t the ones you were thinking of. Daehyun began chugging down all the water bottles he could, making sure you wouldn’t have enough to give Zelo.

“Yah! What the hell Dae!?” You stared at him dumbfounded at his actions. Daehyun simply turned to glare at you, cheeks puffed out full of water. “Pffft, you look so cute!” You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight. He looked like a pouty chipmunk!

At your comment and laughter, Daehyun’s eyes soften as he gulped down the water, but he still wasn’t going let up and give you a bottle of water for you and Zelo. “Sorry, Y/N but it seems like we ran out of water.” You rolled your eyes at the silly, cute fool.

“And whose fault is that?” You put your hands on your hips, eyebrows raised. Daehyun shrugged innocently, causing you to scoff. “Junhongie~ there aren’t any cold water bottles left do you want something else?”

“Hot chocolate sounds great!~” Zelo called from the living room, his eyes fixated on this new dance show that he discovered.

“Okay!” You began to step towards the fridge when a certain Busan obstruction was in the way. “Yah, Dae, I need to go grab the milk.” You slightly whined.

Daehyun didn’t reply and rapidly grabbed the carton of milk from the fridge, causing you to stare at him like a madman. Had he gone completely insane!? He began opening the container, but you lunged at him before his beautiful lips could touch the opening. “Hey Y/N! Stop it! You’re going to make me spill!”

“You stop it! Like what the heck!? Do you plan to eat the entire fridge!?” You began clawing at the carton that Daehyun put high in the air. You weren’t a shortie, but you were definitely shorter than Daehyun. “Ack! Daehyun I swear to God I’m going to dead leg you!”

“I’m a growing boy, Y/N. I need milk!” He countered as one had was raised high in the air, while the other hand held onto your arm to keep his balance.

“Uhgggg! That’s it!” You let out a frustrated groan as you latched onto Daehyun’s arm. “Junhong! It seems like we ran out of chocolate syrup! Daehyun and I are going to go to the market to get some.”

“Wait, we don’t need choco-” You glared at Daehyun to shut up.

“Do you need me to come Y/N?” Zelo called as began shuffling off the couch.

“No, no, we’ve got this!” You kept your tone as pleasant as possible hiding the irritation and frustration that was boiling in you. You dragged Daehyun outside of the dorm, pulling him down the hall to the small patio of their dorm building. “Okay, Dae, what the hell is your problem!?”

“I don’t have a problem.” Daehyun grumbled as he crossed his arms across his chest.

“Oh yes you do!” You let out an exasperated groan, running your hand down your face. “For the past few days you’ve been irritated and grumpy every time you see me. Like if you didn’t like me then just tell me so!” You really hoped. Prayed that that wasn’t the reason for his sour mood, but if it was you would rather have him tell you outright then play this stupid game.

Daehyun’s eyes soften at your words and he slowly let his arms fall to his sides. You looked so angry, frustrated, and tired. He didn’t mean to make you feel like he hated you. Hell if he could all he wanted you to feel was his love for you. But everytime he saw you with Zelo, the green-eyed monster always popped out and took over “Aaaaaggghhh!” He let out a frustrated groan as he squatted down, shaking his head in dismay. “That’s the problem. I do like you….” His voice was a small mumble.

“You what?” You looked down at him, frozen in disbelief. Did you hear him right? He liked you. As a friend? A foe? A lover? At this moment you were so happy you weren’t hated.

“Uhg! It’s just everytime I see you all over Junhong, cooing and doting on him…It’s just annoying as hell to watch…” Daehyun grumbled, looking everywhere else but in front of you. “I get that you guys have history, but you know…” He let out a sigh before gulping in a large amount of air. “I like you a lot so seeing you being all intimate with another guy…well let’s say that I planned to prank Junhong that would embarrass till no tomorrow in retaliation. But it doesn’t even matter anymore…I freackin blew it with my immature butt.”

You couldn’t help but allow a small smile to appear on your face. Daehyun was jealous. Acting like a fool. Plotting revenge. All just because he liked you. You couldn’t help but feel giddy with joy that the love that you thought would never happen beared fruit. You squatted down so that the two of you were at eye level and a small chuckle escaped your lips as you watched Daehyun puff his cheeks out in a pout. You tilted your head to the side to get a better look till you couldn’t resist anymore and poked his cheek.

“You did screw up pretty bad…” You chuckled as the wrinkle between his brows began to form. “But even so, I still like you.” Daehyun’s ears perked up at that and he immediately turned around to face.

“Really!?” He stared at you, jaw dropped and eyes wide with disbelief.

“Yes, of course!” You giggled at his cute reaction. “What I have with Junhong….It’s like a brother and sister relationship. I have a baby brother back in my hometown so I tend to be very doting on people I see as little brothers. Old habits die hard.” You shrugged your shoulders.

“Hmmmmm…” Daehyun pursed his lips in contemplation.

“What are you plotting now?” You cocked an eyebrow, curious at what he would conjure, but also slightly fearful…well for Zelo anyways.

“I’m thinking about whether I would rather have you see me as a little brother than a lover than.” He smirked slightly, flashing you his adorable canine teeth. This was the Daehyun that you loved. Though grumpy Daehyun was cute too.

“I think you’ll like the latter because I don’t do this,” You leaned in and gave Daehyun a kiss on his plump lips. The kiss was slow, sweet, gentle. A Kodak moment kiss. When you parted a smug little grin was on your face. “To people who are my little brothers.” A large grin spread on Daehyun’s face.

“I hope not, or else I might have to kill Junhong instead.” He chuckled, leaning in and giving you an eskimo kiss, his hands holding yours and playing with your fingers.

“Now come on, silly. We still have to go get Junhong his chocolate syrup.” You chuckled as you pulled Daehyun up along with you. Once the two of you were standing, Daehyun immediately wrapped you up in a back hug, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“Should I consider this our first date then?” Daehyun chuckled as he nuzzled into your neck.

“I didn’t know you were so cuddly on first dates.” You chuckled as you attempted to walk with Daehyun clinging to you like a koala.

“Hey, if Junhong gets doted on for being your little brother then I get to be spoiled for being your boyfriend,” You rolled your eyes at his chuckle, but still rewarded the cutie with a peck on the lips. “As my first act as spoiled boyfriend, I refuse to let you be so cuddly and snuggly with Junhong. That is reserved for me.”

“Oh my God, you are so cute when you’re jealous!” You bursted into laughter, pinching Daehyun’s cheek.

Thanks for reading! Comments and feedback are appreciated!