#Soobin

[yeonjune]

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[tomorrowxtogether]

250721 Soobin Weverse DM

[thestarchapter]

soobin eating a watermelon

[jongsan]

SOOBIN: BEAUTIFUL STRANGERS 250726

[jksiou]

TXT (250724)

[choi-soobin]

SOOBIN The Star Chapter: TOGETHER Concept Clip 'Starlight'

[urfavmaknae]

Don't Stop Touching Me

pairing: bf!soobin x fem!reader, non idol au, established relationship

genre: fluff, touch starved x touchy, no angst for once

summary: in which every time you touch your boyfriend, he crumbles a little more — and honestly, he wouldn’t have it any other way.

w/c: 677

warnings!!!: happiness, a relationship

a/n: i wrote like longer stories for the other members so far so im thinking of dropping maybe 3 soobin short one shots. soobins lwk pitiful in this but its kinda adorable, men who arent afraid to fold >>>

crazy title name i realise

You don’t mean to ruin him.

You’re just standing there in the kitchen, barefoot in his too-big shirt, making very average pancakes. The sun’s not even fully up yet. You’re humming something tuneless, flipping one with the confidence of someone who definitely burned the first two. And you reach behind you, blindly, palm open.

Soobin takes your hand immediately. Doesn’t even hesitate.

And when you glance over your shoulder to smile at him, he’s already halfway folded in on himself — cheeks pink, eyes wide, looking at you like you just pulled the stars down and handed them over in your sleepy morning fist.

“Oh my God,” he mumbles. “You’re going to kill me.”

You laugh. “Because of pancakes?”

“Because you keep doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“Touching me like you—” He falters, squeezes your hand. “Like you love me.”

You blink. “I do.”

He groans dramatically and leans forward until his forehead thunks onto your shoulder.

“You’re such a problem,” he whispers, voice muffled in the crook of your neck. “I was just trying to exist. Quietly. Respectfully. But nooo. You had to hold my hand like it’s yours.”

You lean back into him slightly. “It is mine.”

He lets out a pitiful sound.

Later — on the couch

You’re barely twenty minutes into a documentary about bioluminescent jellyfish when you shift positions, slinging a leg across Soobin’s lap without thinking. He’s silent for a beat, then breathes out the softest “oh my God” under his breath, like you just whispered the secrets of the universe.

You glance over. His hands are frozen where they rest on your shin. Face blank. Brain clearly buffering.

“Soob,” you murmur. “Breathe.”

He inhales so dramatically you burst out laughing.

“You’re literally my boyfriend. You’re allowed to be touched.”

“I know,” he says, flustered. “But I still haven’t built up a resistance. You’ll, like, brush my hair back or something and suddenly I forget my name. I’m a man on the brink, babe.”

You raise a brow, teasing. “Should I move?”

“No,” he blurts, then immediately buries his face in a pillow. “I’m fine. Just—just let me recalibrate.”

You giggle and trace your finger over the back of his hand.

He actually whimpers.

Walking home from the corner store

It’s dark out. You’re both sharing a bag of chips and bickering about which version of The Little Mermaid is better when you reach over and tuck your fingers into his hoodie pocket, lacing your hand with his.

He stumbles mid-step.

“You okay?” you ask, glancing up.

Soobin nods like a man who has not just forgotten how to walk. “Mhm.”

“Just holding your hand.”

“That’s the problem,” he mumbles. “You do it so casually. Like I’m not already five seconds from fainting every time.”

You smile and swing your hands between you, gently. “You really love me that much, huh?”

“Babe,” he says, turning to you with mock solemnity, “I have written entire dramatic monologues in my head about how it feels when you hug me.”

You laugh so hard you nearly drop the chips.

He’s not even joking.

That night, curled in bed

Soobin’s stretched out beside you, hair fluffy, eyes glassy with sleep. Your legs are tangled, one of your arms thrown across his chest, fingers absentmindedly tracing circles there.

He’s silent, but his hand is cupped gently around your wrist, holding you close. His thumb moves sometimes. Just barely.

“You still with me?” you whisper.

“Mhm.”

“You’re quiet.”

“I’m happy.”

You pause. “From me cuddling you?”

He doesn’t open his eyes, but his voice is soft, sincere. “It’s not just the cuddling. It’s everything. You always touch me like you mean it. Like I’m—like I’m safe. Or important. Or yours.”

“You are mine,” you whisper. “And you’re safe. And very important.”

You feel his breath catch.

A second later, he turns his head and presses the gentlest kiss to the inside of your wrist.

“Don’t stop touching me,” he murmurs.

“Never,” you promise.

He smiles, quiet and sleepy and impossibly soft.

“Good,” he says. “Because I’m completely ruined.”

[donghyucktual]

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[hyukascampfire]

ⵌ (🍋‍🟩🍨) 𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗞𝗔𝗦𝓒𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗙𝗜𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗧𝗦𝗘𝗥𝓥𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗

𑂅★ : let's bring moablr summer to life! this is a little collection of summer-themed fics around 3-5k each. how about a trip to the beach? let's all have a hornier summer or whatever they say...

＞_＜; @beomiracles @biteyoubiteme @heesmiles !!

⟶ SUMMER COLLECT𝑖ON : just a little thing me and my best friends are doing to liven things up, let’s have some fun!

O1. 𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗜𝗠𝗜𝗧, 𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 soobin spoils you rotten. if your eyes lingered for a moment too long on anything, even those with the price tags that make your jaw drop, he was already handing you his card. who are you to say no to a little vacation under the sun with him? (🍦) ↳ sugar daddy 수빈 ‧ f rea

O2. 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗕𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗞 taehyun's a little thrown off when you ask him to lather you in sunscreen, but he'll do it anyway, because he's a gentleman. (🍦) ↳ bsf 태현 ‧ f rea

O3. 𝗕𝗢𝗠𝗕-𝗣𝗢𝗣 there's nothing better than a nice, cold popsicle to cool you down during a terrible heatwave. yeonjun, bless his heart, learns that he's a pervert that can't keep his eyes off your stained, cherry-pop lips. (🍦) ↳ roommate 연준 ‧ f rea

O4. 𝗠𝗬 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥 𝗕𝗢𝗬 a few summers ago, you made a pact with a boy at camp that you'd be each other's first kiss if you hadn't had it by a certain age. coming back now as strangers, camp counselors even, makes staying in the same cabin a bit stiflingly awkward. (🍦) ↳ camp counselor 범규 ‧ f rea

O5. 𝗦𝗔𝗟𝗧 𝗢𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗭𝗘 hueningkai has a heart of gold, he just happened to take a few unfortunate turns in life and landed himself a future of labor on the deck of a pirate ship. after being sent out to scout the shoreline, he hears the distant song of a creature any pirate may hope to never encounter. your song. (🍦) ↳ deckhand 휴카 ‧ f rea

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[bndsoob]

୨ৎ choi soobin x f!reader.  in which the volleyball team captain accidentally hits her brother's friend, soobin, with a ball.

genre: fluff warnings : blood

(hey! it's my first time posting here, and this is also my first time writing in english. i hope you enjoy it! if you have any requests, please just send and i will do my best to write them. ♡)

the national championship final was drawing closer, and so were the final exams. for [y/n], captain of the college volleyball team, her schedule was a battlefield, split between intense drills on the court and endless hours buried in textbooks. every practice was a blur of sweat and shouted instructions, every study session a desperate race against the clock. her focus was absolute, or at least, it was supposed to be. but lately, her thoughts had a way of drifting, always landing on the same person. choi soobin. 

he’d been around a lot more lately, ever since he and her older brother, beomgyu, became practically inseparable. soobin was just... everywhere. tonight, practice ran late. beomgyu, who usually walked her home, had a last-minute commitment, leaving her alone in the echoing gym well past 8pm. she was on the court, preparing for one last powerful serve, when the gym door creaked open and a familiar voice called out, “[y/n]? beomgyu asked me to walk you home.”

it was soobin. a jolt of surprise went through her. startled, she tossed the ball up for her serve. her focus completely thrown off, she mishit it badly. the ball veered wildly off course, and with a sharp thwack, connected squarely with soobin’s nose. he stumbled back, a hand flying to his face, a look of stunned surprise – and definite pain – replacing his usual easy smile.

“shit! i’m so sorry!” she rushed to him. “are you okay?” her voice was barely a whisper, drowned out by the roaring in her ears. she was mortified. of all the people in the world, she had just slammed a volleyball directly into the face of the guy she'd been crushing on for months. [y/n] wished the ground would just swallow her whole.

soobin slowly lowered his hand, and a thin trickle of blood instantly appeared, winding its way from his nostril down to his upper lip. he winced, then managed a crooked smile, his eyes sparkling despite the obvious pain. “wow,” he mumbled, his voice a little nasally. “that's quite the warm welcome, [y/n]. really makes a guy feel wanted.”

she practically dove for the nearest bench, grabbing a clean towel. “here, hold this. press it firmly.” her hands trembled slightly as she guided his hand to his nose, pressing the towel against it. “does it hurt badly? we should get some ice. or maybe go to the nurse's office?” she rambled, her mind racing, still genuinely worried.

he let out a low chuckle, wincing slightly as his nose protested. “it's fine,” he managed, the towel pressed firmly. “not exactly what i had in mind,” he mumbled, a lopsided grin forming despite the blood. “when i said i liked getting hit by a woman, this wasn't quite it.”

[y/n] stared at him, her jaw dropping slightly before snapping shut. “shut up!” she hissed, her face burning even hotter. “one more joke and i swear i'll get another ball and hit you again, this time on purpose” despite her furious words, a tiny, involuntary smile threatened to break through her concern.

he just laughed, a genuine, slightly painful sound that made his shoulders shake. “i guess beomgyu was right,” he gasped, still holding the towel to his nose. “you’re a little evil.”

[y/n] rolled her eyes, but the sting of mortification hadn’t quite faded. “oh, shut up,” she mumbled, though a small smile tugged at her lips despite herself. “let me see that.” gently, she reached out to pull his hand away from his nose, needing to assess the damage properly. the blood had lessened, but a prominent red mark already bloomed across the bridge of his nose, promising a bruise. their eyes met, and for a moment, the world outside the echoing gym faded, leaving only the two of them.

she blinked, the sharp ping of a distant scoreboard buzzer pulling her back to reality. the magic of the moment popped like a bubble. she leaned closer, examining his nose. “yeah, that's definitely going to leave a bruise,” she stated, a nervous laugh escaping her. “you can tell people you’re a bad boy who got into a fight.”

soobin just shook his head, a playful grin tugging at his lips. “oh, is that my new image now? from cool gamer to gym fight club brawler, thanks to the volleyball captain?” he gave her a mock-serious look, but his eyes were bright with amusement. he finally pulled the towel away, revealing the undeniable purple tint already spreading under his skin. “you know,” he said, touching his nose lightly, “for someone who just tried to mess up my face, you're pretty cute when you're worried.”

“i hate you”  she said, punching his arm playfully, then immediately regretting it, worried she'd hurt him further. “come on, let's just get you home and get some ice on that.”

 “your place?” he asked, a hint of a smile still playing on his lips. “where else?” she retorted, not looking back as she pushed open the heavy gym doors. “beomgyu's not home, and you definitely need ice. unless you want to walk around with a purple nose for the next week.”

the cool night air hit them as they stepped outside, a stark contrast to the stuffy gym. the walk to her house was quieter than she expected. soobin didn’t complain about his nose, occasionally touching it with the towel, his gaze often drifting to her. she kept her eyes fixed forward, acutely aware of him beside her. 

when they reached her front door, she fumbled with her keys, her heart doing that weird flutter again. “come in,” she mumbled, pushing the door open. the house was quiet, exactly as she’d left it. “kitchen's this way. let's get you that ice pack.” she led him through the dim hallway, already picturing the frozen peas in the freezer.

in the kitchen, she quickly rummaged through the freezer. “aha!” she announced, pulling out a bag of frozen peas. “perfect.” she wrapped it in a thin dish towel and handed it to him. “here. hold this against it. it'll help with the swelling.” soobin took the makeshift ice pack, pressing it carefully to his nose, a soft sigh escaping him. the fluorescent kitchen light seemed to highlight the beginning of a truly impressive bruise.

“seriously, i am so, so sorry about this," she said, wringing her hands slightly. “and thank you. for coming to get me, i mean. beomgyu had to go to daegu last minute.” she looked at him, a genuine wave of remorse washing over her. “are you really okay? like, really, truly okay?”

he adjusted the ice pack, a faint smile playing on his lips. “yeah, i'm okay,”  he assured her, his voice a little clearer now. “just a bit of a surprise. and don't worry about beomgyu, it's fine. but speaking of volleyball,” he paused, his gaze thoughtful, “why did you choose it, anyway? i mean, out of all the sports?”

she traced a pattern on the floor with her toe, thinking for a moment. “it just... felt natural, i guess. from the first second i stepped onto a court, it just clicked. it’s weird, but when i’m playing, it’s like i’m completely myself. no masks, no pretending. just me.” she finally met his gaze, a small, genuine smile forming on her lips.

soobin’s eyes didn’t leave hers. the playful glint faded, replaced by something softer, more intense. his gaze dropped to her lips for a fleeting second before returning to her eyes. the quiet of the kitchen stretched between them, thick with unspoken words. he slowly took the bag of frozen peas from his nose, letting it fall with a soft thud onto the counter beside him. he slowly reached out, his thumb gently brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. 

her eyes fluttered shut as his lips finally met hers. it was soft, hesitant at first. then, as she responded, a warmth spread through her, chasing away the last lingering fear. his hand moved from her cheek to cup the back of her head, deepening the kiss, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

when they finally broke apart, breathless, the silence of the kitchen seemed to amplify the pounding of her heart. his thumb still rested on her cheek, tracing a slow circle, and his eyes, dark and heavy, were fixed on hers.

she found herself staring at his slightly swollen, purpling nose, a stark reminder of how they got here.

soobin’s gaze followed hers, and a playful smirk touched his lips. “definitely want a repeat,”  he murmured, his eyes twinkling, “but maybe when my nose looks a little less like a disaster.”

[y/n] scoffed, a laugh bubbling up past the lingering awe of the kiss, and delivered a gentle kick to his leg. “i really hate you” she said, shaking her head, unable to hide the wide smile that now spread across her face. “beomgyu’s not going to be happy about us.”

he just grinned, a confident glint in his eyes that made her heart skip. “i can handle your brother,” he assured her, his voice low and firm. “and you? you're not getting rid of me that easily." he winked.

without another word, he pulled her closer, his arms wrapping gently around her waist. she gasped softly as she was drawn against him, the sudden contact sending a new jolt through her. in his embrace, with the faint scent of him and the steady beat of his heart against her ear, she felt a profound sense of peace. a thought bloomed in her mind, quiet but certain: she could stay right here, forever.

[yeonjune]

TOMORROW X TOGETHER ✙ M2 Relay Dance

[tomorrowxtogether]

[booksandrainyyfilms]

Beautiful Strangers (2025) - TXT 투모로우바이투게더

[choi-soobin]

SOOBIN Upside Down Kiss ✷ MCountdown (250724)

[4chan-angel]

Hi, can you make a soobin pack? minimalist.... please!! Thanks in advance ~ 🩷

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