#taki fluff

[lovelyjuju]

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genre: fluff <3

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word count: ~ 400-500 per member

── .✦ k (439 words)

yudai walked you up the steps to your door, his warm hand in yours contrasting the cold of the night. the two of you stopped under the soft glow of the porch light. it wasn't until you turned around to face him that you noticed how close he was, the scent of his cologne mixing with the cool air.

"thank you for tonight, i had a really good time," you said a little sheepishly.

he flashed a smile – shy, almost boyish. "i had a good time, too," he replied softly.

the night had been perfect; your conversation flowing easily over dinner, and his fingers brushing yours a little too often to be accidental. and now, as you stood there, neither of you wanting to be the one to say goodbye, you felt your heartbeat fastening with anticipation.

yudai’s gaze drifted from your eyes to your lips, lingering there for a heartbeat as his thumb gently sweeped over your knuckles.

"can i kiss you good night?"

suddenly your cheeks felt warm, despite the cool night wind. his words were gentle, almost hesitant, and something in you ached at how he asked, like he gave you every chance to say no. instead, you nodded, your breath catching as he let out a soft exhale, relief in his smile.

yudai’s hand rised to brush against your cheek, his fingers tracing along your skin with a touch so light it sent a shiver down your spine. you closed the gap between you, and then his lips met yours, soft and gentle, like he was savoring each second.

his lips tasted faintly of peppermint, yet the kiss felt so warm and comforting that it made you lean in just a bit closer and rest your hand resting on his chest to feel his quickening heart beat beneath your fingertips.

for a moment, it felt like it was just the two of you under the porch light. the gentle pressure of his hand against your cheek, the soft warmth of his lips, his fingers threading through your hair as he deepened the kiss just enough to make your heart skip a beat.

when he finally pulled back, you caught the smallest, softest smile on his lips. you felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks, but you couldn't look away.

“i’ve wanted to do that all night,” he murmured, a little self-conscious but unmistakably sincere.

you mirrored his shy smile, “i’m glad you did now.”

he chuckled, his fingers brushing over yours one last time before he let go. he stepped back, giving you a final smile before heading down the steps.

"good night, y/n."

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── .✦ fuma (446 words)

you took his hand, carefully placing the small box inside before letting go and telling him to open his eyes again.

he followed your instructions, looking at the box with a hint of confusion, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"you're supposed to open it," you said with a playful laugh.

fuma opened the box, and his eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. "tada!" you said with a bright, excited smile.

he examined the pokémon figurine more closely, almost as if checking to see if it was real.

"how did you– ?"

"i found a store the other day that sold the mystery boxes they come in," you explained, and then added a bit more sheepishly, "i really wanted you to open it, but i couldn’t resist peeking. and i knew this was the one you were missing, so...”

fuma looked at you, his smile growing wider. "did you know this one’s super rare? most people barely pull it," he said, his voice full of admiration. "you’re my lucky charm."

his words sounded platonic, but they felt like so much warmer. heat rose to your cheeks and you quickly looked down, hoping he hadn’t noticed – but he was too wrapped up in the excitement of his new collection piece to catch it. his face lit up with a smile as wide as a child’s in a candy store.

"thank you so much, really," he said, still beaming. "i was only missing this one, and i kept getting duplicates of the others and– my god, i could kiss you!" he babbled on, too caught up in his excitement to realize the slip of his words.

your head shot up again, though your face only got redder.

"you could what?"

your question pulled fuma's focus back to you. "what?"

his face paled when he realized what he'd said. "i–... i'm sorry, i..." his voice trailed off, not quite sure what to say.

you swallowed your nervousness and, with a steadying breath, asked him, "why don’t you do it?"

this time, it was his turn to look at you, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushing with color. yet, he slowly stepped closer, his hand gently cupping your cheek as he softly traced his thumb over your skin.

"are you sure?" he asked carefully, almost shyly.

instead of replying, you brought your hands to his shoulders, pulled him down a little and stepped on your tippy toes to connect your lips in a soft kiss.

── .✦ nicholas (424 words)

she'd be back in five minutes, your friend had said. over 45 minutes had passed since then, and she was still nowhere to be seen. you'd be worried if she'd been alone, but you knew she wasn't, so you felt rather annoyed – contemplating if you should just head home.

that's when you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, a familiar scent flooding your senses. "there you are," nicholas said, scooting a bit closer to you. you had been on two dates with him before, but you weren't aware he'd be here tonight (if you were, you would have agreed to the party immediately.)

"nicholas?" you asked in confusion, "i didn't know you'd be here."

his lips curved into a playful grin. "well, surprise. and speaking of which, there’s something i want to show you."

he stood up and reached out his hand. you took it, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, and followed him outside the living room and up the staircase.

the cool night air brushed against your skin as he opened the door. you followed him outside, meeting his gaze in confusion.

"it’s my best friend’s place, i know how to get to the rooftop." he explained before you could ask, "you didn’t seem very comfortable back there, so i thought you might feel better here." the thoughtfulness behind his words warmed your chest, despite the chilly air.

still, after standing together for a while, just taking in the view of the starry sky above and the glowing city below, the cold began seeping through your clothes.

"i do feel better here, thanks, nico," you said, doing your best to hide the shiver running through you. "the view is beautiful."

nicholas turned to face you, his expression softening as he took off his jacket. without a word, he draped it around your shoulders, but kept his hands on it. he looked down at you, the warmth of his touch mixing with the cool night air.

"yeah, it is," he replied softly, leaning down just enough for you to feel his warm breath on your skin.

the butterflies were rioting by now, but you stepped a little closer.

"may i?" nicholas whispered, to which you nodded softly.

without a second thought, he pulled you closer by his jacket and brushed his lips over yours.

── .✦ ej (411 words)

there was a small distance between you as you walked, yet every so often, euijoo’s fingers brushed yours . the tiny, accidental touches sent a rush of goosebumps up your arms (which, naturally, you blamed on the cool autumn breeze).

euijoo turned to you, his voice breaking the comfortable silence. “do you have plans for the weekend?”

you looked up, meeting his eyes and shaking your head, already feeling excited at the thought of spending more time with him.

his lips curled up into a soft smile, as he hesitated a moment before asking, “would you... maybe like to come over? we could make hot chocolate, try out some fall recipes, maybe watch a few movies?” he hurriedly added, “only if you’re comfortable coming to my place, of course!”

your heart fluttered at the care in his voice, the way he seemed so intent on making sure you felt safe and comfortable.

“i’d love that, euijoo,” you replied, unable to keep the smile from spreading across your lips. he smiled back, his eyes crinkling slightly at the edges.

you were so caught up in each other that neither of you realized you’d stopped walking until the sharp ring of a bicycle bell jolted you back. before you could react, euijoo’s hands found your arms, and he gently pulled you closer to make space for the cyclist.

the biker whizzed past you, but euijoo’s hands stayed on your arms, his touch ever so gentle. when you looked up, you found yourself pressed lightly against his chest and you swore you could hear his heartbeat under the thin fabric of his sweater – just a bit faster than healthy.

you opened your mouth to apologize, but he shook his head, his gaze soft and his fingers lingering as if hesitating to let you go. instead, he pulled you a little closer, his face leaning down toward yours and his cheeks painted with a faint flush.

your heart hammered in your chest, and before you could second-guess it, you rose up on your toes, softly brushing your lips against his.

── .✦ yuma (389 words)

you rolled your eyes but suppressed a grin, "it's not even that good."

yuma grinned with an unmistakable glint of mischief in his eyes. before you could react, his hands darted to your sides, fingers pressing into your ribs just enough to make you squirm.

“wait– yuma, no!” you squealed, immediately starting to laugh as he tickled you mercilessly. You tried, and failed, to push him away, your helpless attempts to get him off you drawing a chuckle from him. 

“admit i was right!” he pressed, his face lighting up with an amused grin as he kept going.

“never!” you gasped between giggles, desperately twisting to escape his grasp. somehow, in the midst of it all, he managed to get a better hold, pinning you down gently as he continued to tickle you.

“say it!” he insisted.

"fine! you’re right!” you gasped out, breathless. “you win, you win!”

he stopped, both of you still laughing as you caught your breath. as your laughter died down, the room felt oddly silent – the sound of the movie playing only a faint background noise. that’s when yuma noticed the way you looked up at him – lips slightly parted and breath still coming in short bursts – when he noticed how close you were.

his face softened as he slowly leaned over just enough to place his hands on the sofa on each side of your head. his gaze left yours for a heartbeat, dropping to your lips, before he looked up again. 

just as he was about to back away, you quickly grabbed his shirt to pull him down again and tilted your head up, closing the space between you. his breath caught in surprise as your lips brushed softly against his. for a heartbeat, he stayed still, then slowly relaxed, leaning in to return the kiss. he lifted one hand from the sofa to gently cup your face, sweeping his thumb over your cheek.

the world outside faded, the movie long forgotten, as you melted into the kiss. when he finally pulled back, his eyes sparkled, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

“so… does this mean i won twice?”

── .✦ jo (373 words)

you two had met at the beginning of semester in an art class, and although neither of you talked much, you instantly clicked. you had started hanging out after classes, and tonight he'd invited you over to just do what you loved the most.

you both enjoyed working on your own pieces while still not being alone – it almost filled you with ease. somehow, being near jo made everything feel right, even the silence.

both of you were leaning over your drawings, your heads almost touching. every time you looked up at him, a smile tugged at your lips as you noticed the little things you shared – like how he tilted his head the same way you did when concentrating, or the way he pressed his lips together just like you often did. finding jo felt like finding another version of yourself.

you turned your focus back to the paper in front of you, continuing your sketch, when a strand of hair fell out of your bun and onto jo's drawing.

he stopped and looked up from his paper, only to realize how close your faces were when you looked up as well. your eyes immediately met his, and for some reason, you couldn't look away this time.

he let go of his pencil and brought his hand up to gently tuck the loose strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes only leaving yours to glance down at your lips for a split second before you got lost in them again.

his hand lingered on your cheek for another second, but let go when he saw the slightest flush of pink on your cheeks.

yet, he leaned in just a tiny bit, waiting almost shyly for your reaction. his action made the pull you'd already felt towards him even stronger, so you reciprocated it.

jo met you halfway, closing the bit of distance that was left between you, and gently placed his soft lips on top of yours.

── .✦ harua (421 words)

"i took so long to straighten my hair," you sulked, drawing a little chuckle from harua.

you were still too far from home and you knew you wouldn't make it before it would start pouring, but you still walked faster.

as the first drop of rain fell onto harua's glasses, he took off his jacket and carefully draped it over your head, making sure to cover as much of your hair as possible.

you felt a comforting warmth, not only from his jacket and the faint scent of his perfume on the piece of clothing, but from the action itself – the fact that he'd made sure to cover your hair only cause you'd complained about the effort you'd put into them.

as the rainfall started to become heavier – and you glanced over to see harua's hair already slightly dampened, the fabric of his sweater daring to soak up – you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a closed store, finding shelter under its small front porch.

you pressed your back against the door to offer him as much space as possible, but even though you two already stood unnervingly close, the raindrops continued to fall onto harua's back.

"thank you for the jacket," you broke the silence, your voice barely audible above the plattering of the rain. harua smiled softly and grabbed your wrists as you attempted to take his jacket off your head to give it back to him.

"keep it, it's cold," he replied, his voice as soft as the look in his eyes.

you looked up at him as if asking if he was sure, and without a word, he gave you a reassuring smile. his eyes locked with yours, only interrupted by a glance down to your lips that didn't last longer than three seconds.

your heart started pounding heavier against your chest as you noticed, and you tilted your head up just slightly, as if testing the waters.

harua seemed to understand, your action being the only thing he needed to know you were thinking the same, and lowered his head to meet yours – your lips just inches away, but he hesitated.

you brought your shaking hands up to his cheeks, gently pulling him down to close the distance between you, and finally feeling his soft, slightly wet from the raindrops, lips on yours.

── .✦ taki (428 words)

“you know what's the third date tradition, right?” he'd grinned, but you hadn't taken it seriously, as you'd slipped into the photobooth with barely enough room for two.

the machine counted down, the screen flashing a “get ready!” message in bold letters. the two of you pulled silly faces for the first couple of pictures, but as the screen showed the countdown for the final photo, taki glanced at you – his expression shifting from playful to something softer. 

“can i… kiss you?” he asked, his voice quiet against the noise of the arcade outside.

your heart skipped a beat, a flurry of butterflies taking over as you looked at him, his face just inches from yours in the tiny space. but the machine was already ticking down the last few seconds, the numbers flashing on the screen, ready to snap its final shot.

without thinking, you leaned in, closing the gap between you with a quick, soft kiss just before the camera flashed. when you pulled back, you caught the flicker of surprise in his eyes. then, he blinked, a bit dazed, and let out a soft laugh. “wow. you barely even gave me a chance to finish asking.”

you shrugged, cheeks warm as you leaned back against the booth wall. “the machine doesn’t wait,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant, but you couldn’t stop smiling.

he grinned back, still seeming a little dazed. “can’t argue with that logic.”

the photos printed with a soft whir, and taki grabbed the strip, studying the last picture with a smile. in it, your lips were just barely touching, your eyes closed, his hand blurry as he'd moved it up to cup your cheek, and you couldn’t help but blush as you looked over his shoulder.

“i guess the photobooth captured our first kiss,” he said, his voice soft, a small, slightly shy smile on his face.

you replied with a nod, your own smile widening as you glanced back up at him.

he grinned, slipping the photo strip into his pocket. “i think we’ll have to come back here and get one for each date.”

── .✦ maki (486 words)

"kiss y/n or wash the dishes!"

your eyes widened at taki's words.

"what?" you and maki asked in unison, your voices equally shocked.

your heartbeat quickened. you'd had a crush on maki for a while now (though you'd never admit that) and you couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement bubble up in your stomach.

maki furrowed his brows, looking everywhere but your direction, and slowly shook his head after some moments of hesitation.

everyone started cheering, happy to have skipped washing the dishes for another day, but you just blinked in confusion as the excitement made way to something else that felt suspiciously much like disappointment.

you stayed silent until the round finished and slipped away to the bathroom as the game wrapped up. maki’s gaze followed you until you disappeared behind the door, and he sighed softly.

while the others headed to the living room, maki stayed behind in the kitchen, starting to rinse the plates and bowls.

when you returned, you glanced around and asked, voice a bit unsteady, "where did everyone else go?" sure he wouldn’t hear you, you were surprised when maki looked up, meeting your eyes for the first time since backing out of his dare. he turned off the water before replying, “they’re in the living room.”

you nodded and started to turn toward the door, but maki quickly dried his hands and stepped over, reaching to catch your arm. “wait, y/n… are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"just didn't think i'm so unkissable that you prefer washing the dishes of ten people," you said with a chuckle that sounded more forced than intended.

"no!" he protested. then, he added a little more seriously, “i just… didn’t want our first kiss to happen over a silly dare.”

"don't explain, maki, i totally get it, i–", you began, but stopped short as his words sank in. "wait. what do you mean 'our first kiss'?"

maki sighed. he wished he could somehow back out from this but there was no logical excuse for what he'd said, so he decided to go with the truth.

he looked down briefly before confessing, “i like you. i have for a while now. nico said he was sure you felt the same way. and… well, a game just didn’t seem like the right time for a first kiss.”

you felt your heartbeat pick up, and a smile tugged at your lips as you took a small step closer. "would now be a better time?” you asked softly.

maki’s eyes widened a bit, a flicker of hope crossing his face. “what… do you mean?”

you chuckled, genuinely this time. “that i like you too, idiot.”

a smile spread across his face as his eyes softened. “in that case… i’d say now is perfect,” he murmured, lifting his hands to gently cup your cheeks and leaning in until his lips met yours. <3

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☆　PURELY PLATONIC　( 高山りき )

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You knew Taki like the back of your hand. Being best friends for too many years to count meant picking up on all the little things that others would have to dig deep to find out. Taki was the one person who never took you by surprise, who you could read like an open book. 

But on the rare occasion, he still managed to catch you off guard.

“You want me to cuddle you?” you echoed the words that had left the boy’s mouth seconds ago, frozen in slight shock. 

It wasn’t the cuddling that particularly surprised you. Taki was affectionate and so were you. Cuddling wasn’t foreign for you two— platonic cuddling, of course. But in terms of who was the big or little spoon, there were always silent set rules. Taki seemed to always be the one spooning you whenever hugs turned into cuddles. His request to be the recipient was uncharacteristic for him. 

“Yes. Is that weird?” His tentative and slightly confused voice at your reaction made a smile start to form on your lips. Your best friend was adorable. Always clarifying and questioning as if the world was spinning too fast for him. It wasn’t that he was slow or unable to pick up on things, but rather he prioritized your comfort more than anything. Even if he knew what all your expressions and inflections meant in his head, sometimes he wondered if one day he would misjudge. It was always safer to just ask.

“For you? Maybe. Just never figured you for a little spoon,” you replied, your smile now growing into a grin, one that teased Taki without words.

“Well, when you put it like that—“

You grabbed his arm and pulled quickly, yanking you both down onto your bed.

“What are you doing?” Taki pried, rushed words falling from his lips as your arms quickly encircled around his torso.

“Cuddling you. Just like you wanted.” 

The smile that you gave Taki— that self satisfactory mischievous one that he didn’t like to admit he adored so much— made his heart drop to his stomach. 

Hugs with you were never weird. Cuddles with you were never weird. Always in a platonic, best friend kind of way, naturally. Except, this suddenly didn’t feel like something best friends did. 

Heat crawled up Taki’s neck as he tried desperately to ground himself to something before he made things weird. It was a classic cliche— that boys could never just stay friends with a girl. He had always joked about it with you in the past, proudly boasting how you both defied the odds. He remembered saying how he would never be able to see you in a romantic light. 

That was almost 5 years ago now, and the Taki back then felt very different from the Taki now. The one that you were holding in your arms, way too close for him to focus on anything else in the room except for you, you, you. 

Your gaze drifted over his look of surprise and the slight flush on his cheeks. You noticed him slowly start to relax in your hold after a few seconds, slow blinks of his brown eyes staring into yours. You couldn’t help but find it comforting, how he fit so well in your arms, curled up so close.

Taki was the one person that you could read like an open book, and right now your eyes were skipping over the words, putting together the sentences in your brain, the understanding clear as day. 

Maybe what you had with Taki wasn’t as platonic as you had thought.

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prompt #7 with Jo

live laugh love jo (this ONE jo edit is so fine like jojojojbarkabrkbarkbark

nervous heartbeats; andteam jo

prompt; #7 "you looked so confident when you were on stage, but you couldn’t even ask me out without stuttering." (idol au maybe?? lolll)

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you stood by the side of the stage, still buzzing from the excitement of the performance. andteam had just finished, the cheers of the crowd still echoing in your ears. jo had looked so effortless up there—confident, commanding, like the stage was where he truly belonged. it was mesmerizing to watch him move, like he was made for the spotlight.

but now, backstage, the energy was different. jo was fidgeting, his hands playing nervously with the hem of his shirt, eyes darting everywhere but towards you. he seemed so small in a way, despite towering over you. the confident idol from a moment ago was replaced by someone much softer, much quieter.

you bit your lip to stop yourself from smiling too much as you looked up at him. “you were amazing out there,” you said, your voice warm, watching as a blush crept up his neck. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you so confident.”

“th-thanks,” he mumbled, still avoiding your eyes, and you couldn’t help the grin that spread across your face. this was classic jo—the boy who could command a stage but fell apart the second he was alone with you.

“but you know…” you teased, taking a small step closer, making him look even taller from where you stood. “you looked so confident on stage, but you couldn’t even ask me out without stuttering.”

jo’s eyes widened, his gaze finally snapping to yours. “i… i didn’t stutter that much,” he tried to protest, though the red flush deepened on his cheeks.

you raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms, the teasing smile never leaving your lips. “you totally did. you could barely look at me,” you giggled, remembering how adorably flustered he had been when he first asked you out.

“you… you make me nervous,” he admitted, voice barely above a whisper, his head ducking down slightly as if he was trying to hide. it was such a stark contrast from how bold he seemed on stage, and it made your heart melt.

“i make you nervous?” you asked, tilting your head up to look at him, your smile softening. jo nodded, his lips pressed into a shy line, his eyes glued to the floor. the fact that he could face thousands of fans without batting an eye but get so shy around you was too cute for words.

“why?” you took another small step closer, and now you were standing so close you could feel the warmth radiating off him. he glanced down at you briefly, and your heart fluttered at how much taller he seemed up close.

“because… you’re important to me,” he murmured, his voice soft and sincere. “i don’t want to mess things up with you.”

your heart did a little flip at his words. reaching up, you placed your hand gently on his arm, and you felt him tense for just a moment before he relaxed under your touch. “you don’t have to be nervous around me, jo,” you said softly, looking up at him. “i like you just the way you are. even when you’re all shy.”

jo’s blush deepened, but this time he met your gaze, his lips twitching into the smallest of smiles. “really?”

“really,” you nodded, grinning. “besides, it was kind of cute when you asked me out all nervous like that.”

he groaned, covering his face with his hands in embarrassment. “please, stop bringing that up…”

you laughed, reaching up on your tiptoes to gently tug his hands away from his face, your smaller fingers barely reaching his. “i thought it was adorable,” you said, your voice light and teasing.

jo’s eyes softened as he looked down at you, and for a moment, that shy expression melted away. he reached out, taking your hand in his, his fingers enveloping yours, and squeezed gently. “i’ll try not to stutter next time,” he said quietly, his voice much steadier now.

“you don’t have to,” you whispered, looking up at him with a soft smile. “i think you’re perfect just the way you are.”

he let out a breathy laugh, his thumb brushing lightly over the back of your hand. “you make everything sound so easy.”

“because it is,” you grinned, stepping even closer until you could feel the faint brush of his clothes against yours. “as long as it’s you.”

jo’s smile grew, and this time, there wasn’t a hint of shyness in his eyes—just warmth, and something that made your heart feel like it was glowing.

“you’re too good to me,” he murmured, leaning down slightly so he was closer to your height, his forehead almost touching yours.

“i could say the same about you,” you whispered back, your heart racing as you stood there, hand in hand, feeling like the rest of the world had faded away.

[am00ures]

‘ EYES OFF YOU. ’ T. RIKI

ᵎᵎ pairing: takayamariki x reader ♱ word count: 0.9k ♱ genre: fluff ♱ tags: tooth aching fluff. waiter!taki. strangers to lovers. love at first sight. nonidol au. like one cuss word. not proofread. ♱ synopsis: getting stood up sucks! .. unless ♱ an: HAPPY (late) VALENTINES DAY !!! part of the vday event for @kstrucknet sososo happy to participate blehh <3 my taki love ughhhh 🥹 ♱ @kstrucknet @lune-net

valentines day. the day where love is every where you look, restaurants are overbooked from all the couples wanting a romantic night out, gifts being exchanged to pronounce ones love to each other and so on and so on..

it was the one holiday that was more sentimental than material, the day where everything felt overly special and romantic. yet here you were, fingers tapping along the table at ‘La ‘blanc’ as you waited for the date you’d been feeling butterflies in your stomach for nonstop.

it had been a good fourty minutes since the designated time, you’d already downed another glass of your mock’tail as you breathed out a rough sigh. “fucking hell. i can’t believe this is actually happening.. on valentines day off all day.”

you were thinking aloud as your head was burried in your hands, holding back the urge to sob and make a scene as a sweet voice perked your intrest. “would you like a refill..?”

your head shot up as you locked eyes with a young man not much older than you, it wasn’t your usual waiter rather than another you’d seen around. you blinked for a few seconds, the conversations fading into the background as you felt yourself swallow despite not having drank anything for a few minutes.

“oh.. um no thank you. i think i’m just gonna pay for the drinks i already had and go.” your words left your mouth along with a drawn out sigh as you reached into your bag for your wallet. a hand held your arm as the waiter stared down at you. “i.. i get off in a few.. why don’t i accompany you for dinner instead?” a smile spread across his lips as his pearly whites flashed you, your heart swelling as your mouth felt dry and butterflies bursted in yout stomach.

“you- you don’t have to do that really its fine.” the statement was responded with a shake of the head from the waiter as made a motion for you to wait before speeding off into the kitchen once more.

you weren’t able to even stomach what was happening right now. how you went from stood up to.. gaining another date all within a singular night? your brain throbbed from the confusion yet, you couldn’t help the small smile that was beginning spread across your lips.

“okay i don’t know anything about you, so i hope i guessed right and you don’t have an allergic reaction.” the nameless waiter chuckled nervously as a hint of worry laced his voice, his arm reaching over you to set down a steaming plate of steak and mashed potatoes as be set one down across from you with a small grin.

you couldn’t help the way your cheeks burned as you shook your head, laughing softly as you waved your hands. “no no don’t worry, i’m allergy free.” you joked as you both dug in.

“i’m riki by the way, everyone calls me taki tho since everyone in fucking japan is named riki.” he laughed as he swallowed down the fluffy mass of potato. you nodded in agreement as you introduced yourself as well, playfully extending a hand for him to shake as he happily obliged.

taki was.. definitely something. despite being a waiter you found out he was a street dancer on the side with way too much energy for you to keep up with. it was.. nice, different, the type of energy to make you smile till your cheeks cramped and your eyes watered from laughter.

the two of you sat at the table, the loudest ones (unapologetically) in the restaurant as you dined and got to know one another. two singles, one stood up and one fresh out of a mentally draining relationship getting together to celebrate a day of love how it should be celebrated.

taki smiled as he reached over to grab your hand that was set untouched on the table, his voice soft and hushed despite the restaurant closing a good hour ago. (his manager allowing him to use the space as long as he promised to clean it all up and close up.)

“i can’t lie.. i didn’t expect for this to be how i spent my valentines day.” he shrugged as he looked around the dimly let restaurant until his eyes drifted back to you. “is that a bad thing?” you heart panged as you asked the question, slowly sliding your hand away until taki’s other hand flew to hold yours tighter.

“hell no. absolutely not-! honestly, this has been the best and closest valentines day or- damn any day that i’ve felt.. genuine love? is that too soon? fuck i’m sorry.” taki facepalmed as he groaned, cheeks pink and red as he wanted to hide away for catching butterflies too fast.

i mean the both of you met mere hours ago, how could he be this into it all so quick. taki would’ve taken it back, but, the way you looked longily at him and squeezed his hand ever so slightly made him bite his tongue.

taki could feel it just from your silent eyes, how as strange as it was you did reciprocate his feelings. his fingers moved swiftly to intertwine with yours, his smile beaming happily as he knew he’d luckily score a second date with the valentine date he’d unknowingly found. and the both of you knew that you’d never, be able to take your eyes off one another.

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[ejudollz]

silent treatment prank on taki but he ends up thinking you're actually upset with him 😭

please hes so cute esp bcz he's the member that falls for these kinds of stuff the most

omg i love this ask because taki can really be so gullible at times. he's observant and realizes things very quickly so i think he would immediately see that you're acting differently. he'd try to talk to you to make sure he's not crazy and he'd try a few times just to make sure you're actually giving him the silent treatment. he'd be like a scientist testing a hypothesis with the way he tries different methods to speak to you 😭

i think instead of staying silent he would ask if everything is okay and would try to get to the bottom of it. he noticed so quickly that you were acting strange and would start to worry quite quickly as well,, he's so so sweet he would more be worried about you personally than what he could've possibly done 😞 he would laugh and be so so relieved when you tell him you were just joking with him 💔

[nicholasluvbot]

ㅤ✴ㅤ𝖲𝖮 𝗂𝖭 𝖫𝖮𝖵𝖤ㅤ:ㅤ𝖧𝖨𝖱𝖮𝖳𝖠 𝖱𝖨𝖪𝖨

❪ 𝖯𝖱𝖤𝖢𝗂𝖲 ❫ 宏田力 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ 600 ✧ 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 ⸝⸝ 𝗐. ──── 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 🗯ㅤ𓈒ㅤ𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗒 :𝗉

he randomly wraps his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder and swaying slightly. he doesn’t say anything—just holds you like he needs to recharge. if you try to move, his grip tightens just a little. “don’t leave just yet,” he murmurs close to your ear, voice soft enough to make your heart melt.

he swears he’s not the jealous type, but the moment someone else makes you laugh a little too hard, he’s suddenly right next to you, head resting on your shoulder, a stupidly adorable pout on his lips. he just stares at you like a kicked puppy until you finally give him all your attention. and when you do, he gets oddly sassy, lips twitching into a smirk. “oh, now you wanna talk to me?”

he loves kissing you so much. slow, lazy kisses when you're tangled on the couch without a care in the world. rushed, breathless kisses when he’s missed you too much to be patient. teasing kisses where he pulls away just as you lean in for more, grinning at your frustration before finally giving in.

you’re his personal pillow. he never misses a chance to lay his head on your shoulder, lap, tummy—anywhere. whether you're on the bed, the couch, or lying on the floor just because, he’ll crawl over and settle his head on your stomach, arms wrapped around your waist. sometimes he just listens to your breathing, other times he absentmindedly presses soft kisses to your skin. if you run your fingers through his hair, he’ll sigh in contentment, nuzzling closer.

his closet is basically yours. he doesn’t even pretend to be annoyed when you steal his hoodies, just grins when he sees you drowning in the fabric after he gets home from work. “you know, you could just ask me to hug you instead.” but the moment you wear one of his shirts to bed? it’s over for him. he stares at you like you hung the stars before pulling you into his arms, lips brushing against your forehead. “yeah, you’re never giving this back.”

the second he sees you upset, everything else fades into the background. whatever he was doing—texting, cooking, playing a game—forgotten in an instant. he pulls you onto his lap without a word, arms wrapping around you tightly as he presses soft kisses along your temple, your cheek, the corner of your lips. “what’s wrong, baby?” his voice is low, gentle, laced with concern. but before you can even answer, he’s already on a mission to cheer you up—peppering kisses all over your face, nuzzling into your neck, whispering silly things just to hear you laugh. and when you finally do—when that giggle slips out despite yourself—he grins, triumphant, holding you even closer. “there it is,” he murmurs, kissing the corner of your mouth. “my favorite sound.”

he always needs to have you close, no matter where you are. his hand resting on your thigh absentmindedly when you're sitting together, thumb tracing soft circles against your skin. his fingers brushing against yours under the table, hooking your pinkies together. if you're walking side by side, his hand naturally finds the small of your back, guiding you gently through crowds.

when you're with friends, he’s just as clingy—an arm draped over your shoulders, pulling you close as he leans in to whisper something just for you. if you tease him about it, he just smirks, squeezing your waist. “what? can’t help it,” he shrugs, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. and to him, it is.

‎ ‎     • 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 🗯 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 ───── 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ˆᗜˆ

tags @voikiraz , @coquettejunnie , @hanninova , @aloe-7 , @rizzkisworld , @lune-net , @k-films , @sgz-net , @kstrucknet

[lovelynicho]

Hii!! I’m feeling angsty rn 😞

Andteam’s reaction when you walk away crying/cry or flinching in an argument you get the idea?? HSHSH hopefully it won’t be too hard to write and tyyy. Love your works mwaps!! 🫶🫶

&team reaction - to you crying/flinching in an argument

Pairing: bf!&team x gn!reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Warnings: one curse word in EJ's; mention of abusive relationship in Yuma's; not proofread

Notes: it's my first time writing something as angsty as this so I hope you like it; english is not my first language I apologize for any mistakes; and I'm sorry for not posting for so long, I didn't have the motivation to write😔

Masterlist

K

He's very strong, therefore he can be really scary at times. Especially when arguing. You hate arguing with him, so you usually try to leave when it gets a little out of hand, so both of you can calm down alone. Him on the other hand, although he hates arguing too, is a firm believer that everything needs to be discussed right then and there. This difference between you can cause some problems. Once when you were in a big argument with him, you decided that it should be ended, told him that you can't deal with that right now and you're going to your room to calm down a little, alone. But he didn't want to let it go, so he grabbed your wrist and continued yelling his problems at you. But his grip was too strong, it was painful. You looked at him, tears threatening to fall from your eyes "Yudai, it hurts" you said quietly. He looked at his hand and realisation hit him. He let go of your wrist, looked at you for a few seconds before saying "I'm sorry". Slowly and softly wrapped his arms around you and he kept repeating those words a million times: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry...."

Fuma

Although he is the most gentlemanly gentleman to ever step foot on Earth, he is incredibly strong and has a really deep voice. These two things can make him seem rather scary when you guys are in a serious fight. One day a little fight went a little too far. Both of you were just tired, working more than you should so even a little misunderstanding can turn into fighting. You two were just yelling at each other. At this point you couldn't even tell why you started to fight you just had to let the tension out. But when Fuma made a sudden move in your direction you screamed and backed until your back hit the wall. You were just looking at each other. His eyes were in pain, more like worried actually. He slowly approached you and when you didn't scare away he hugged you, his lips next to your ears whispering. "I could never hurt you. I love you so much, I would never want you to be in pain"

Nicholas

Although Nicholas is a sweetheart, I think we can all agree that from the outside he looks rather intimidating, even scary at times. And this feature of his does not do any good when the two of you are fighting. He also seems like the type to lose his temper pretty easily which is also bad for the situation. Once you had a really big fight. Both of you probably knew that you could settle it calmly but you built up so much stress at work and from life itself that you just had to let it out and unfortunately you chose to let it out on each other. You were at fault too, you said something really hurtful to Nicholas and he felt like he will explode if he doesn't release the tension. So out of anger he hit the wall closest to him. But that was right in fron of you and for a second you thought that he aimed at you. So you closed your eyes and just waited while tears were falling from your eyes. But instead the punch you expected you only felt warm arms wrapping around you. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..... I could never hurt you" he whispered. Then you just stayed there for a while, crying everything out in his comforting arms.

EJ

Our leader is such a sweet guy. Even though he's tall and quite strong you just need one look at his boba eyes and you already feel safe. His soft speaking nature also adds to the feeling of comfort he gives to not just you, but everyone around him. But as the leader he has lots of duties and also has to take care of not less than eight people. Believe me when I say, sometimes man is tired. And that day when he went over to spend time with you he was especially tired and stressed from work, he just didn't want to cancel the date because he hasn't seen you for what felt like forever. But when he got to you and you kept just asking him about his day and what they have been up to nowadays eventough he said he doesn't want to talk about work, he had enough. "Why can't you just shut up for a second? I cane over to have a calm evening but you just keep bothering me, I'm literally just wasting my time with you now" he yelled. His words shot straight to your heart. You managed to mutter a small 'sorry' and at least start walking away to your room before the tears started falling down your cheeks but he heard your sniffles. And standing there he knew, he fucked up.

Yuma

He probably wouldn't have scared you like that if it wasn't for your past. You had an abusive relationship before you met him. Your ex used to beat you up and it was hard for you to manage to get away from him. But with Yuma it was different. He was the nicest man you've ever met and the thought of him hurting you never entered your mind. But when you were having a rather bad fight every memory of your ex that layed in the back of your mind suddenly came back. That's the reason why when he lifted his hand as he was aggressively explaining something to you in the heat of the argument you instantly put your hands infront of your face as protection. You weren't scared of Yuma, it was more like an instinct, but he didn't know that. "I didn't mean to scare you" he muttered, much softer now than before "I'm so sorry y/n". "No, it's not your fault" you said as you stepped closer to him to assure him that you really weren't scared at all "it was just an instinct because of my ex. It really has nothing to do with you. I'm sorry" and with that you hugged him tightly. But he still whispered in your ears hoping to comfort you "don't ever apologise for something like this. It's not your fault love"

Jo

He's a sweetheart. I don't think he could ever even talk loud let alone make you cry. So if you cry in an argument then both of you cry, there's no other option. When you ended up in a bad argument you just threw every word against each other even if you didn't mean it. You hated it. Seeing him mad, being mad at him. You felt tears in your eyes, slowly rolling down your cheeks. When he saw that he couldn't say another word, instead he did exactly what you did, salty drops of water running from his eyes. You just looked at each other. No talk. Words weren't needed. Those things made you cry. You ended up cuddling on the couch crying out everything silently.

Harua

Usually Harua is a very soft person. I mean you can already tell it from his cute almost boyish looks. However when he's in a fight he can be surprisingly strong minded. You learned that in your first serious fight with him. He stood very firmly by his point believing he was right, when in reality he wasn't. At first you tried to convince him calmly but after a while you just had enough and instead of keep trying to solve the problem in a calm way you started yelling at him. As an answer he also raised his voice and even gesticulated to prove his point but the moves of his hands were huge and firm you've never seen him raise his hand this strongly before so as an instinct you flinched. And that's when he realised that he went too far. "I'm so so so so so sorry" he said already crying with his hands infront of his mouth. "I don't want to hurt you I swear" he kept going on about that. "It's okay I just over reacted" you answered as you softly wrapped your hands around his waist and pulled him into your chest.

Taki

This guy is always full of jokes and pranks. He just sometimes forgets to think about what if the given joke or prank is not funny but actually hurtful to someone. One day when you were at the dorm, this exact scenario happened. Taki just intended to make a joke but didn't consider that it was actually pretty hurtful to you. At first you just stayed silent because you didn't want to talk about how wath he said made you feel so bad. But when he noticed that you became more silent than before he tried to make you talk with another joke which was a huge mistake. You flipped out yelling at him about how hurtful his joke felt for you personally and that he should have considered your feelings. But his reaction to that was just him saying "relax, it was just a joke, if you can't take that, say that, and I won't tell it anymore" and that made you angrier. "Taki it's not that I can't take a joke it's just that your joke was not funny, it only made me feel bad and I can't even look at you right now" you yelled as tears started to roll down your cheeks. And with that you just left the dorm. In shock, he just sat down on the ground trying to figure out what to do.

Maki

Maki is a nice guy, everybody and their mother knows that. But sometimes even he can have bad days. Unfortunately you decided to come over unannounced to the dorm on one of those days when he would just rather be alone. When you arrived of course he was still happy for you, but in contrast to his, your day has been so good that you kept rambling. After some time you asked about his day and even after him saying that he would rather not talk about that now you asked one more time if he was sure and that was it for him. He almost started to yell at you infront of everyone in the living room but thankfully he still had the manners to keep these things privately. So he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room, shut his door as strong as he could and he started yelling at you only noticing minutes later that you were so scared from his sudden change of moods that you backed away from him and tears were built up in your eyes. When he realised how bad the situation was he decided not to talk anymore. Just went up to you and wrapped you in a tight, warm, comforting hug. A hug that lasted maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour. You didn't know and you couldn't care less when you had each other so close.

[minchanfilm]

hiii! could you make an imagine about maki getting jelous and confessing please? thank you so much ♥

MOMENTS OF SILENCE

maki &team jealousy confession

pairing jealousmaki!&team x reader

warnings smooching and like two swear words towards the end

notes wow my first imagine guys i’m growing up so fast🥹🥹all jokes aside tho im actually really nervous to publish this so if it sucks i am so sorry

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growing up next door to maki, you guys were known as the duo. you both were inseparable—you did everything together.

when maki decided he wanted to become an idol, you were the most supportive out of everyone. you stuck by his side through the whole process, and it only made your friendship grow even more.

when he was officially in &team and they had their debut, you were always the first to know everything that was going on — even the things that weren’t supposed to be out to the public yet.

now, a few years after their debut, you not only became friends with his members, but they see you as family as well.

your friendship with maki has also grown, but so have your feelings for him. you can’t help but notice how well maki has been aging. his features are striking — everything about him is attractive.

also, after you stopped getting taller and settled on a height, he just seems to keep growing. he towers over you, which you can’t help but find it undeniably hot when he has to look/lean down to talk to you.

on the other hand, you had a massive glow up too. learning how to take care of your skin, hair, and upping your style, maki can’t deny finding you to be the most beautiful girl he’s seen.

you don’t know that though. both of your feelings for each other has always gone unspoken for. the lingering touches and the admiring glances between you two had always been brushed off, neither of you wanting to confess.

you had always been touchy with each other, never making it weird. that’s why, as you’re sitting abnormally close to maki — practically laying on him — none of his members find it unusual. he has one arm wrapped casually around your waist, trapping you in his hold. you scroll through your phone, watching tiktoks until harua makes his way towards you guys.

you look up, giving him a smile. you feel maki tighten his hold around you as harua places himself next to you on the couch.

“hey y/n, i found some new ideas for our handshake,” harua says. “since we can’t seem to settle on a good one.”

maki tenses up at the mention of a handshake. thats always been your guys’ thing. and as much as he hates to admit it, the thought of you having a handshake with someone else made him incredibly jealous.

“alright, show me what you came up with,” you smile. you try to shift to the side to get a better view, but maki’s tight grip around you makes you unable to move. “maki, could you loosen up a bit? i can’t move.”

“sorry,” he mutters, not tearing his eyes away from the phone in his hand. he lets go of you ever so slightly, just barely allowing you to turn your body.

you furrow your brows, confused as to why he seems annoyed. you just decide to brush it off, and refocus on harua.

harua shows you his ideas, some of them more complex than the others. after a few minutes of trying to master the complex ones, you eventually decide to settle on the easier movements.

maki watches you both out of the corner of his eye, wishing that it was him making you laugh like harua is.

and not to mention the way your hands are all over each other (peep the hand in handshake), he doesn’t want anyone else touching you other than himself.

he loves but hates the way that his members care for you so much. he misses the times when it was a little awkward between everyone, so he had your full attention all the time.

now, he only gets to talk to you a minimal amount when you’re in the studio with him because his members are always wanting to hang out with you.

your loud laugh snaps him out of his trance, and he sees you grab harua’s arm from laughing so hard.

he looks away, not wanting to get more annoyed. he notices that his jealousy level has been unusually high today, making him quieter than normal.

you also caught onto his quietness earlier in the day, and you just assumed he was having a rough morning.

you had no idea that he was pissed because you were giving other people more attention.

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after messing around with harua for another hour or so, everyone completed their daily duties, and decided to head out.

you wait for maki patiently by the door as you bundle up in your coat, preparing yourself to walk home in the cold weather.

after a minute, maki finds you by the door and he holds it open for you, allowing you to walk outside. you’re both silent, as maki’s jealously level hasn’t fallen since the handshake incident.

the tension in the air is too noticeable, and you glance at him as you both make your way down the snowy sidewalk.

“are you okay?” you finally speak up, clouds of smoke coming out of your mouth from how cold the air is.

he only nods.

you stay quiet for a minute, not knowing what to say.

“…did i do something?” you ask, your voice quiet.

“do you like harua?” he blurts out after a moment of silence.

“of course i like harua,” you respond, your voice laced with confusion. “why wouldn’t i?”

“no, not like that,” he shakes his head, keeping his gaze ahead of him. “i mean, do you like-like him.”

“oh- oh. no, maki,” you laugh, but immediately stop when you see that he doesn’t find this amusing. “i love harua, only as a friend. why are you asking?”

another moment of silence.

“you guys just seem.. close. that’s all,” he says, glancing at you for the first time since you left the studio. the glance is piercing, his eyes dark and features slightly tightened. his jaw is clenched, and he keeps his hands in his pockets.

reverting his eyes back to the gloomy and misty sidewalk in front of him, you shiver.

but not from the cold.

“are you jealous or something?” you slightly smile, still wondering why he would be questioning this.

when he doesn’t respond, you start laughing.

“oh my gosh, you are jealous!” you teasingly laugh. “maki, you’re literally my closest friend out of everyone i know. i don’t know why you think that i like harua more than you—“

“that’s not why i’m jealous,” he cuts you off, stopping in his tracks. you stop too, and you both turn to face each other.

“then why are you?”

he lets out a huff, looking everywhere but at you.

“because i like you, okay?”

silence overcomes the two of you again, for the hundredth time today.

“oh.” you’re not sure what to say.

“gosh, i’ve just—“ he pauses, looking around and running a stressed hand through his hair. “i began to like you ever since i told you i wanted to become an idol. you were so supportive of me, i just felt like you were the only person who truly cared for me.”

you reach your hand up in the middle of his speech, and run your fingers through his hair to brush the snowflakes out of it.

“i’ve been too scared to tell you, but seeing you all close with the other members just made me realize that i like having your attention maybe a little too much, and— can you stop that?” he swats at your hand that’s still brushing the snowflakes out.

you pull your hand away, “sorry. continue.”

but instead of continuing, he just stares at you.

silently.

the silence kills him.

“fuck it.”

he grabs the back of your neck and pulls you into him, crashing your lips together. your eyes widen in shock for a moment before they flutter shut as you melt into his touch.

maki lets go of your neck and moves his hands to wrap around your waist, not once breaking the kiss. you place a hand on his chest, and you let the other gently grab his jaw.

you can feel your heart pounding against your chest as the kiss deepens. his lips feel unbelievably soft, and the unusual warmth between the two of you — given that it’s barely even 20° — makes you never want to let go of each other.

you eventually have to though.

as you slowly pull apart, you rest your forehead against his, still holding onto his jaw. maki lets out a sigh of relief that he didn’t know he was holding.

“so…” you pull your head away from him, reluctantly letting go of his jaw.

“don’t even say anything,” he says, and as you pull away, you get a clear view of how flustered he is.

“alright, i won’t,” you shrug, feeling how red your cheeks are too.

you grab his hand, and resume your walk back home in a comfortable silence.

[lovelyjuju]

ɪɴꜱᴛᴀɢʀᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙꜰ!ᴛᴀᴋɪ

bf!taki x reader

genre: fluff/crack – smau

warnings: reader jokingly calls taki cheater

part 1: ej | fuma | k | nicholas | yuma | jo | harua | taki | maki

part 2: ej | fuma | k | nicholas | yuma | jo | harua | taki | maki

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[slytherinshua]

♡　LOVE EXPLOSION　( エンティーム )

      in which . . . you get cuteness aggression for your boyfriend and try to squish his cheeks.

genre fluff , headcanons , est. relationship , &team x fem!reader   cw just kisses , not proofread   wc 900ish (100 per member)    request no   note where's my boyfriend so i can squish his cheeks and give him kisses i am not okay   net @lune-net @kstrucknet

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ 古賀祐大

Giggles as soon as your hands are on his face. He can’t tell you why he finds it so funny, but something about you struggling to even reach to hold his face in your hands and squish his cheeks makes his heart all warm and a big smile grow on his face. Before you can kiss him or even say anything, he’s already teasing you. Will probably squish your cheeks back, agreeing that he also gets the urge to just hold you and coo over your face because of how cute you are in his eyes. 

MURATA FUMA ﾐ 村田風雅

You can’t really catch this man by surprise. As soon as you’re grabbing his cheeks, he’s grabbing your waist, and asking you what’s up. When you just say you wanted to admire him, he will smile at you lovingly. Bends down a bit so you have better access to his face, and of course, gives you the same treatment minutes later. Fuma’s always so gentle and patient, so if this was a common occurrence, he would get used to it quickly. Doesn’t quite understand why you feel the urge to squish your boyfriend’s face almost every day, but he wouldn’t question it either.

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

Pauses whatever he was telling you as soon as you grab his face, because he assumes it’s something serious. First looks at you with big concerned eyes, but slowly his smile grows once he realizes that you’re looking at him as if he hung the stars in the sky. Closes his eyes in shock as soon as you start pressing kisses to his nose. Will grab your wrists and remove your hands, just to return the favour with lots of kisses of his own. Probably asks what it was for minutes later, which would lead to the action just repeating.

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ 王奕翔

Immediately throws out questions trying to understand what prompted you to grab his face so suddenly. “What are you do—” Is successfully shut up when you kiss his face and giggle at how cute he is. Eyebrows furrowing in confusion because he can’t recall trying to be cute at all. Let’s you leave kisses all around his face; cheeks, forehead, nose, lips, anywhere you need. Definitely enjoys the attention from you, however, he always racks his brain trying to figure out why you’re squishing his cheeks for the third time, and simply can’t because the cuteness aggression always comes spontaneously. 

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ 中耒田悠真

It’s no secret that you can get away with much more than the normal person because you’re Yuma’s girlfriend. But still, you should be a little careful, cause as soon as you grab his cheeks to squish, he’s giving you a signature kitty glare looking like he might swipe at you. But, since you’re his girlfriend and he loves you, he lets you shower him with sickeningly sweet words while he stands there like 🧍. Definitely rolls his eyes at least once— he’s really not the lovey dovey PDA type of boyfriend. But secretly deep down, his heart flutters a bit at your gesture. 

ASAKURA JO ﾐ 朝倉穣

Looks up at you with his big doe eyes, genuinely confused as to why you’re squishing his cheeks and cooing at him as if he’s a baby. But for some reason his stomach is also somersaulting with butterflies and he isn’t quite sure why he finds the action so flustering. Ears and cheeks turn a bright shade of red as soon as you start peppering his whole face with kisses, and he’s left a stuttering mess for at least a couple minutes because why would you do that so suddenly without warning him. 

SHIGETA HARUA ﾐ 重田美琉愛

Doesn’t even register in his brain that it’s a sign of affection. You could be spilling all the cutest words about him while holding his face in your hands and he’d be raising an eyebrow trying to figure out what all this was about. A little bit lost and confused at times when it comes to this type of affection, but once you explain the concept of cuteness aggression to him, he would probably get it. Enjoys the extra kisses regardless and looks extremely adorable all confused, as if you can see the cogs in his brain turning slowly. 

TAKAYAMA RIKI ﾐ 高山りき

He’s so used to being the victim of cuteness aggression, especially when it comes to his cheeks. Because the members are already all over him. He doesn’t even seem fazed when you squish his cheeks and giggle over his cute dimples. But he does quickly get the idea that he finally has someone he can do it too as well, and will definitely start to squish your cheeks and give you extra kisses on a regular basis to try to balance out how much he receives. Becomes your go-to way to show affection with each other :( 

HIROTA RIKI ﾐ 宏田力

Thinks you’re doing it for a tiktok prank at first. “What trend is this?” As soon as he says that, you stop kissing his face and look at him, exasperated. He’ll quickly realize you were doing it just because, and let you continue without interruption. Probably rambles about how cute you two are as a couple afterwards and his neverending effect on you being credited to his rizz or effortless charm. You have to jokingly say you’ll never give him kisses again just to get him to shut up, cause his ego is that high. But at the end of it, you’ll both be laughing together (and he’ll return the kisses). 

&team taglist (bolded could not be tagged): @eternalgyu,, @kpoprhia,, @weird-bookworm,, @candewlsy,, @blossominghunnie,,

@seunghancore,, @sobun1est,, @bananabubble,, @talkingsaxy,, @talking-saxy,,

@nicholasluvbot,, @hursheys,, @loserlvrss

[buzzzlove]

Maki

You two get outed

Keeping your relationship with Maki a secret had been easy at first. The two of you were already close, so nothing felt out of place when you spent time together. You stole quick moments when no one was looking—brushing hands under the table, exchanging knowing glances, and sneaking off for late-night conversations. It was exciting in a way, your little secret.

But lately, things had become… complicated.

Specifically, because of Harua.

It started with small things. Harua offering to grab drinks for you when everyone was taking a break, sticking by your side whenever you visited the practice room, and even insisting on walking you home after late-night hangouts. You didn’t think much of it at first—Harua had always been kind. But Maki noticed. And as the weeks passed, you could tell it was starting to get to him.

Today, though, was the final straw.

You had come to practice to watch the guys and maybe learn a bit of their choreography for fun. Maki had been keeping an eye on you all evening, his jaw clenched slightly every time Harua hovered too close. But when Harua moved behind you, his hands gently guiding your arms into the right positions for the choreography, you felt the tension snap.

“Harua, back off,” Maki’s voice cut through the room, sharp and sudden.

The entire practice room fell silent. The other members, who had been chatting or stretching, all turned toward the source of the outburst. Harua blinked, startled, quickly stepping back from you.

“Maki?” Taki tilted his head, clearly confused. “Dude, what’s up?”

Maki let out a frustrated sigh before running a hand through his hair. Then, as if he had decided he was done with the secrecy, he stepped forward and grabbed your hand.

Everyone’s eyes widened.

“We’re dating,” Maki announced, his voice firm and unwavering. “That’s what’s up.”

For a second, no one said anything. You felt your heart hammer in your chest, your fingers tightening around Maki’s instinctively. But then—

A loud cheer erupted.

“We knew it!” Yuma grinned, nudging K. “I told you they wouldn’t last a month without admitting it.”

“You guys are the worst at hiding things,” EJ chuckled, crossing his arms.

Your mouth fell open. “Wait—what?”

Fuma smirked. “You really thought you could keep it from us? Maki turns bright red every time you’re in the room.”

Maki groaned. “You guys are so annoying.”

Harua, who had been quiet this whole time, suddenly let out a sheepish laugh. “Well… I guess the plan worked.”

You frowned. “Plan?”

The members exchanged amused glances before Nicholas spoke up. “We knew you two were dating, but since you wouldn’t admit it, we figured we’d speed things up a bit.”

“So,” Harua added with a teasing grin, “I was supposed to, you know, make Maki jealous.”

Your jaw dropped. “You were all in on this?”

“Of course!” Taki beamed. “And it worked, didn’t it?”

Maki groaned, covering his face with his free hand. “I can’t believe I fell for it.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, squeezing his hand. “Well, at least we don’t have to keep it a secret anymore.”

Maki sighed, but there was a small smile on his lips. “Yeah, I guess that’s true.”

K clapped his hands together. “Alright, now that it’s official, we need to celebrate.”

“You guys are unbelievable,” Maki muttered, but he didn’t let go of your hand.

And as the others playfully teased you both, you realized that maybe keeping it a secret had been pointless all along. Because in the end, the people who mattered most already knew—and they had been rooting for you from the start.

[ujuinluv]

dusk till dawn (nicholas) — nav

synopsis — cuddling with nicholas.

the day winds down slow, like honey sliding down the inside of a jar, and you’re already drowsy by the time the sun dips below the skyline. the living room is quiet, touched with that soft amber glow that only comes in the early evening—lamp light mixing with the last bits of daylight clinging to the windows. it’s peaceful, the kind of calm that settles deep into your bones.

you’re curled up on the couch with nicholas, legs tangled together beneath a faded blanket that smells like home—like detergent, a little bit of his cologne, and something warm and familiar you can’t quite name. your head rests against his chest, tucked right under his chin, where you can hear his heartbeat thumping slow and steady. that sound alone could send you drifting.

his hand is under your shirt, resting lightly against the bare skin of your back. his fingertips move in slow, lazy circles—soft and rhythmic. up, down, a gentle scratch, then a soothing drag of his palm. it makes your eyes flutter shut for a moment, then open again. not because you want to stay awake, but because you want to hold on to this. the softness. the quiet. the way he touches you like you’re something precious.

nicholas' other hand is in your hair, fingers sliding through the strands with all the care in the world. he twirls a piece gently, then lets it fall, then combs through again, repeating the motion over and over like it brings him some kind of peace too. it feels like he’s anchoring you—like as long as he’s touching you, the world can’t pull you too far away.

“you tired?” he murmurs, voice low and close to your ear.

you hum something in response, not quite a word, just a small sound that says yes, but don’t stop. and he doesn’t. he chuckles quietly, presses a kiss into your hairline, and keeps tracing those slow patterns on your back like he’s drawing lullabies into your skin.

your breathing slows to match his, syncing with the rise and fall of his chest. you let your hand rest on his ribcage, fingers curled against the fabric of his shirt, feeling the way he breathes, the way his heart beats. it’s steady. grounding. and suddenly, everything else—the noise of the day, the thoughts in your head, the weight behind your eyes—just begins to slip away.

the only thing that exists is the warm press of nicholas' body against yours, the way his thumb draws a soft line up your spine, the brush of his lips against the top of your head every so often, like he can’t help but kiss you, even in the quiet.

“go ahead,” he says softly. “i’ve got you.”

and you do. you let go. you let your body melt into him, your muscles relaxing one by one until you’re nothing but softness in his arms. your breath evens out. your lashes flutter against his shirt. you feel him shift just slightly to pull the blanket up higher, wrapping you tighter into him.

his fingers are still moving through your hair as your mind drifts into the haze of sleep. even when your thoughts stop forming, your body still feels the comfort of his touch, like a memory it knows how to hold onto even in dreams.

and just before everything fades to black, you hear him whisper something you don’t quite catch. maybe your name. maybe i love you. maybe both.

but it settles into your chest like a weightless stone, grounding and soft, and you fall asleep like that—wrapped in nicholas' arms, safe in his warmth, your back scratched gently, your hair played with lovingly, the world outside fading to nothing.

[strangesuki]

&team - period care pt 2 ♡ (maknae line) hyung line

how each member deals with/reacts to different period symptoms

pairing: bf!&team x afab!reader

genre: fluff, comfort, poor attempt at humour lol, little bit of angst in taki’s

warnings: cursing, mentions of nausea, period pain, mentions about food and eating problems but not ED related

w.c.: around 500-700 for each member

a/n: finally back with the part 2 i promised!! taki's turned out to be a little longer than the rest...okay maybe a lot lol (1k). but i didn't want it to be half-assed either so yeah.

posting this on my period.... where is my loving caring boyfriend 😞

🪐 yuma (fatigue)

it's one of those days where you really really do not want to step out of the house (more like the couch in the living room), much less do anything that requires any physical activity. which is not good, because you and yuma have a picnic planned for today at this cute little spot which requires a bit of walking and cycling to get there. and you are absolutely in no mood for that.

(more under the cut!)

at first you think about just sucking it up and getting it over with. but you'll probably be moody and grumpy the whole time and yuma deserves better than that. you would also like it if you could go when you would actually be able to enjoy it.

no other way around it then. you let out a long dramatic sigh and grab your phone to dial your boyfriend. he picks up on the second ring.

“yuma…”

“yes sweetie?!” he sounds so excited you feel doubly worse for what you're about to do.

you chew on the inside of your cheek. “okay, please don't be mad, but…”

“what? did you watch another episode of resident playbook without me again?”

“no! i was just wondering if we could... maybe postpone our picnic date and just stay in instead today?” there's a beat of silence.

“i am SO mad that i'm gonna come over with your favourite snacks and punish you with kisses all over your face before we watch the next episode of resident playbook together,”

you heave a sigh of relief. you knew he wouldn't really be mad – you had been more worried about disappointing him but the fact that he was being so chill about it eased your mind. “ugh, i love you. i'm sorry baby, i know you were really excited about today,”

“it’s okay. i know you were looking forward to it too so if you wanna postpone it there must be a reason. is everything okay? you sound a little off,”

if he were here, you would've kissed him for that.

“i just feel dead tired and don't feel like doing anything today. plus i couldn't get much sleep last night because i kept waking up to pee,” you frown, “i have the bladder control of a pregnant woman when i'm on my period, which is ironic,”

he chuckles. “sorry to hear that, sweetie. do you want me to get you anything on the way? do you have enough tampons at home?”

“yeah i do, thank you. oh but could you get some ice cream?”

“of course. you sure you don't need anything else? juice? diapers?”

“diapers? i don't use period diapers.”

“i didn't mean period diapers. i meant adult diapers in case, you know, you piss yourself or something,” he teases, and you can picture his cute little snaggletooth sticking out (ik he doesn't have his snaggletooth anymore but let me have this plis i miss it 😭) as he grins mischievously.

“ha ha very funny. let's see how funny it is when you get here and i tickle you until you piss yourself,”

“yeah no okay no pissing. only kissing please. do you have the energy for that?” the teasing tone of his voice makes you blush just a little.

“oh there will be plenty of kissing, nakakita yuma, don't you worry about that,”

“well then i guess i'd better hurry,”

🪐 jo (cravings)

it is no secret that asakura jo is an absolute sweetheart, someone who is too nice for his own good. he finds it hard to say no in general, but even more so when it's you and you're giving him your biggest, widest puppy eyes. he would've caved even without you doing all that, honestly. so needless to say, whenever you're craving anything – especially on the days leading up to and during your period – he makes sure you have it even if it's 11 pm, because he wants to do anything he can to help make it easier.

however, he soon learns his lesson when he sees the damage his overindulgence does to you. he realises the sort of foods you crave also unfortunately happen to be the sort of foods that made cramps and other period symptoms worse. obviously, this is not news to you. you just figure that if you were going to be miserable either way, you might as well eat what you like at least. but jo makes up his mind to change things, and it does not start well. for someone so soft-spoken, you find that jo could be surprisingly assertive when he wanted to. and you do not like it at all, especially since you are so used to just him giving in to whatever you want.

while he makes it seem easy, only he knows the effort that goes into staying resolute. he hates seeing you sulk and wants to do anything to make you smile again. but then he reminds himself that you'll be the one to suffer later, and that helps him hold his ground.

he does not completely cut you off from your guilty pleasures, of course. he just makes sure you have limited and carefully curated access to it, unlike before. it takes you a little getting used to, and you whine and complain about it even though you are aware of the fact that you are probably acting like a spoiled little kid throwing a tantrum and well, it isn't far from the truth - you were used to being spoiled by your sweetheart of a boyfriend. but even though jo hates to see you pout, he continues to remain firm. to make things easier for you, he even looks up recipes and makes you dishes using healthy ingredients and tries to make them as suited to your taste as possible.

he keeps track of your cycle and starts keeping an eye on your diet a couple of days before your period is due – which is exactly when the cravings start. today is one such day when you are displeased with this arrangement – it's the third day of your cycle and you're desperately craving some caffè mocha, but jo said you've already used up your share of cheat meal/drink for today. you sit there sulking like you usually do, half-heartedly working on your assignment.

then it hits you that not only have your cramps substantially reduced this cycle, you also don't feel as tired as you usually do. your other symptoms are better too. guilt kicks in along with the realisation – all that he has been doing really did help.

you abashedly make your way to his room where you find him sketching. you stand at the door watching him for a while, then walk over and wrap your arms around him from behind.

“jojo….” you start, your tone apologetic.

putting his pencil down, he turns around in his chair and pulls you into his lap. “not mad at me anymore?” he asks, a soft smile on his lips. the smile is not teasing or gloating, just pure and pretty, like him.

you bury your face in his neck and groan. you've been a brat and this is still how he reacts? you suppose you shouldn't be surprised.

“you need to stop being so nice…. you've spoiled me rotten,” you mutter.

he chuckles. “ahh, so it's my fault?”

“no, it's not. i'm sorry, jojo. you're so sweet and thoughtful and i have been behaving like a starving victorian child. i've been doing nothing but complain and whine,”

“it's okay sweetie, i know it's hard,” he says, stroking your hair. “if i had periods i'd probably be way more dramatic,”

“oh, no, i think you would still be a saint,” you say and tilt his chin up as you lean in for a kiss.

🪐 harua (nausea)

it has only been a few months since you started dating harua so he doesn't know everything about you yet. like why you go MIA for a few consecutive days every month where he is only able to contact you through texts. on those days, you usually tell him something came up at your part-time job or that you're staying over at your friend's place or that you have to meet your grandma.

today, however, you decide to be somewhat truthful for once. which you end up regretting when he shows up at your door half an hour later. it goes like this:

harua🐇: hi y/n!! d'you wanna go shopping with me later today?

you : i would've loved to but i'm not feeling too good right now so maybe some other day? sorry xoxo

harua🐇: oh, okay, it's np! ♡ hope you feel better soon :(

and then he shows up at your place and your heart drops. under normal circumstances, you would've been happy to see him but right now you're positive you look like shit.

harua doesn't care about that, however – at least not in the way you do. how could he not come when you told him you weren't feeling well? he even brought a sick kit, although unfortunately it doesn't have much to help the kind of ‘sick’ you are right now – he thinks you probably have a cold or are running a temperature.

“oh rua….you're so sweet. but you really didn't have to come,” you say, hastily smoothing out your hair and fixing your shirt.

“no, i'm glad i came. you don't look too good, are you okay standing?” he leads you to your couch and sits down beside you, scrutinizing you with concern.

“no it's really okay…i go through this every month…” you begin, and he tilts his head quizzically.

you sigh with defeat. “i might as well just tell you, i guess. i'm not actually sick, i'm just on my period…i get horribly nauseous during the first three days of my cycle and sometimes even end up puking. i didn't want to tell you because well, it's not exactly a fun fact, is it?”

realisation dawns on him. “ohhh, so that's why you disappear for a few days every month!”

you smile sheepishly, your cheeks flushing. “yeah. i didn't think you kept track,”

“please, i was starting to think you were a werewolf or something and needed to get away to phase,”

you start to laugh but stop midway when you feel a wave of queasiness coming on and immediately clamp your mouth shut with your hand.

“y/n? you okay?”

you put your head between your knees and hold one hand up. thankfully it passes soon, and you sit up when you feel a little better.

“i think you should leave now,” you tell him.

“why? do you not want me here?”

“yes. i mean, no, not that i don't want you here– well i don't– but it's not because…i just…what if i puke? i don't want–”

“i'll hold your hair up,” he shrugs nonchalantly, like it's the most obvious thing ever.

you stare at him incredulously. he returns your gaze with his own stubborn one.

“did you perchance forget that i'm your boyfriend?” he asks, arching an eyebrow.

“no?”

“then treat me like one, will you? let me be here for you,”

and how could you say no to that?

he does, however, leave soon after, saying he needs to run somewhere real quick and that he'll be back before you know it. he returns with lemon soda, ginger ale and some mint leaves for peppermint tea.

“stuff that helps with nausea, apparently,” he explains when you look at him questioningly. “did a quick google search. oh, i also bought some scented candles although i don't know how effective those will be… i didn't know what you might like so i picked up a bunch of random ones. i know you like citrus fruits so i bought a few of those and these here are floral scents. later when you're feeling better we can go together and pick more out–”

you pull him into a tight hug, catching him off guard. “i love you,”

he smiles and squeezes you back in return. “in case it wasn't already clear, i love you too,”

🪐 taki (irritability)

you've had a rough day. your professor had shouted at you in front of the whole class for something that hadn't even been your fault. then he made you walk all around campus running errands for him. and like that wasn't enough, you tripped and fell in PE. you didn't sustain any major injuries - just a few scrapes here and there but it was nonetheless not fun and extremely humiliating. you heard a few classmates snickering. and to top it all off, you're on your period.

given the mentally and physically exhausting day you've had, you're so relieved to finally come home and be able to sulk in peace. but before long, your flatmate who is also your boyfriend, also gets home – the one day you're not excited he's home early. while you love him dearly, you would really like some alone time right now.

taki is known as the mood maker in every room he's in. he's lively and cheerful and talkative and fun to be around. he loves putting a smile on people's faces so when he comes home to his favourite person evidently in a shitty mood, what does he do? takes it upon himself to make sure you're smiling again, of course.

and so it begins. he starts talking about everything he did that day and everything he's going to do tomorrow and about the date he has planned for you this week and what he's going to make for dinner tonight. he doesn't ask you about your day because he doesn't wanna make you talk about something you clearly don't want to. and so he talks on your behalf as well. you usually love it when he yaps away like this, he talks so animatedly it's endearing to watch. a lot of the time when he goes on one of his ‘yappathons’ as you call it, you're the embodiment of the blah blah blah proper name place name backstory stuff meme.

but not right now, not today. right now you're just sitting there silently, your irritation steadily rising, willing him to stop. if only you had said that out loud instead of bottling up until it burst, what happens next could have been avoided.

the final straw comes when he starts telling you about how one of his friends fell and how it was so funny everyone was laughing including the guy who fell. little do you know that he's doing this solely in an attempt to get you to laugh or at least crack a smile – nobody fell, at least not today. the logical part of you knows taki does not know that you yourself had an embarrassing fall today and so he most definitely does not mean this to be a jab at you, leaving your ego bruised. the logical part of you also knows that the anger you're feeling towards him right now is misdirected and irrational. but you're already so done at that point that logic flies out the window and you just snap at him.

“oh my god taki can you shut the hell up and leave me alone for ten minutes?! will your head explode if you don't keep talking all the damn time?”

taki was evidently not expecting such a reaction. he stares at you for a few seconds, stunned into silence. then he mumbles a sorry and gets up and walks away without another word. you hear the front door click shut a minute later. great. as if this godforsaken day hadn't been bad enough you've also managed to hurt the one person who was actually trying to make it better. tears prick your eyes as regret and worry slowly eats you up.

it is only when he returns a little after an hour later that you breathe a sigh of relief. he doesn't so much as look in your direction, however, and heads straight to his room.

“taki, wait!” you call after him.

he stops, but doesn't turn around. you go over to him and take his hand, and he finally looks up at you. his expression is sharp and unreadable, but the hurt is evident in his eyes.

“i'm...really sorry, taki. you didn't deserve that. it was a shitty thing to say and i wasn't even mad at you, i just had a shitty day and am on my period and needed a bit of time to myself to calm down. one of my professors shouted at me for something i didn't even do and then he made me go all around campus asking me to do this and that and then i tripped over my own fucking feet and fell in PE and it was so embaassing–”

“you fell? are you okay?” he asks, eyes wide and hands immediately flying up to clutch your arms.

you wince. “yeah, it was nothing. just a few scrapes and uh, you're actually kind of pressing on one right now,” you say, holding up your elbow.

he lets go immediately. “shit, sorry. where else did you get hurt? did you clean it properly and apply antiseptic cream?”

“yes, i did, i'm fine really,” you assure him, taking his hand in yours again and stroking it, feeling simultaneously guilty and relieved at how quickly whatever anger and hurt he might've felt about what you said earlier dissolved when you told him what happened.

he looks down at his hand in yours, then back up at you and sighs, lacing his fingers with yours. “if you needed some time to yourself you could've just told me, you know,”

“i know, i'm sorry. it was stupid. i'll tell you next time, i promise. don't take what i said to heart okay?”

he smiles a little. “it's alright. i know i would've been worse if i were to get my period,”

“way worse,” you agree, and he hits you playfully.

“so, am i still your favourite yapper?” he asks.

you roll your eyes and pull him close to kiss his cheek. “always,”

his smile widens and your heart feels lighter. “alright then, come on,” he says, tugging your hand. “tell me what you feel like doing. i'll make up for the shitty day the universe dealt you,”

🪐 maki (stomach and back pain)

you and your boyfriend are having a movie night with your friends taki and harua at his place. taki has the bean bag while you, harua and maki are sitting on the couch in that order – they usually try to keep you and maki separated during movie nights because otherwise you either won't keep your hands off of each other or keep making jokes and speculations about what's going to happen next.

halfway through the film, harua and taki are deeply engrossed in the murder mystery but maki has noticed that you haven't been able to sit still for some time now – it's clear you're uncomfortable. but he knows it's not because of the movie because you've always had a stronger stomach for gore and morbid stuff than he has.

he discreetly reaches for his phone to text you.

maki : why have you been squirming and wiggling for the past ten minutes. are you testing out the ‘would you still love me if i was a worm’ hypothetical?

your phone pings, notifying a message. when you grab it to reply, harua rolls his eyes. maybe they should confiscate your phones as well the next time.

you : no tf 😭 im just tryna get comfortable cuz my back and stomach hurt :( d’you think i could go lay down just for a few minutes maybe?

maki : what omg

maki : is it cuz of your period? why didn't you tell me sooner? and ofc you can go lay down you don't even have to ask!! actually wait i'll come with you

before you can tell him it's fine he's already speaking up.

“hey guys, you can continue watching the movie. y/n isn't feeling well so we're gonna take a little break and come back later,”

taki and harua enquire after you with concern and you assure them you'll be fine if you just rest for a bit. they don't even ask maki why he's accompanying you to the bedroom because they know there's no way he'll be able to focus on a movie when there's even the slightest thing bothering you.

the relief you feel when your back hits the soft mattress is heavenly. “ohhh that feels so good…”

“better? what about your stomach?” maki asks, caressing your cheek, his forehead creased with worry.

“still hurts a bit,” you frown, placing your hands on the area where it hurts. “should've brought my heating pad. but it's fine,”

“do you want me to go get you one, babe? i'll try to be back as soon as i can,” maki says as he gets up but you pull him down.

“nooo don't go anywhere. stay here,”

“but i want to help,”

“well then…” you take both his hands in yours and his eyes widen as you pull up your top, leaving your stomach exposed. then you place both of his hands on the lower part of your stomach. as expected, the warmth and the pressure eases the ache a little. “don’t press too much but just apply a bit of pressure here like you're doing now,” you instruct.

he leans over your abdomen and wags a threatening finger at it, “hey you, stop hurting my partner or else!” he looks up at you beaming. “is that enough pressure?”

it's dumb and not even that funny, but you can't help giggling. “you are so silly,”

“silly in loooove,” he sings and you roll your eyes. with his hands still on your stomach he leans down to kiss your belly button.

you giggle and then wince. “babe i'm not sure doing anything ticklish is a good idea right now,”

“right, sorry,”

the both of you end up talking about the movie and you fall asleep listening to him ramble about who he thinks the killer might be and why. he keeps his hands on your stomach until you wake up an hour later and assure him you're more than fine.

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[ccoeurhee]

ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʏᴏᴜʀs ˖⁺—

bf!heeseung × f!reader

p in v, pwp, angry/make up sex, creampie, dacryphilia, violent intimacy.

wc : 495

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he was looking at her. he was looking at her again.

you grit your teeth, hands fisting in his hair, and you're back at it again

he's your boyfriend, your person. what part about that does he not understand?

"i said there's fucking nothing going on between her and i!" his voice snaps after a long period of forced patience, his hips slam harder, mushroom tip kissing your cervix with each thrust.

"she came up to me and said hi, so i just fucking said it back, you know it doesn't mean anything," one hand clamps down on your arm while the nails of the other dig into your thigh, tugging you closer.

you pull at his hair with a snarl, ignoring the way his touch spreads goosebumps across your skin. "no. it does to her, you know that bitch is into you."

you're right.

he winces under your grip, his breath stuttering against your breasts. but he doesn't stop you. he knows you need this, need him.

his hands grip your waist, firm and adamant. he opens his mouth to speak, but you beat him to it.

"you're my boyfriend, heeseung. you're my boyfriend...my—my heeseung. you can't look at her like that."

you mumble, tears sting at your eyes as you wail into his neck but you can't tell if it's the overwhelming pleasure or the ache in your chest.

he hauls your legs tighter around his waist, sweat from his hair dripping onto your cheeks. you arch your back beneath him, stiff nipples grazing his.

"you're right, i can't." his hand cups your jaw, as he says the words you've been dying to hear.

"i'm yours, alright? always gonna be. "

your fists loosen, tears stream down and you try not to fall apart in his hold.

"trust me." he whispers, tongue lapping up your tears, as he picks up his pace. he's close.

the necklace you gifted him last summer, the one with your initial, dangles like a silent, persistent reminder, hitting your chin with every brutal thrust.

his lips come crashing down on yours, unwavering and determined.

then he's guiding your hand: neck, chest, stomach-down to your clit. he holds your fingers there, guiding you to rub circles on it. your legs tremble as you immediately moan into his mouth and he swallows it all up like a starved animal.

"only you can get me like this."

his thrusts grow sloppier, rougher, and his grip tightens. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling his body flush against yours.

and before you know it, you're both crumbling in each other's embrace. no anger, just breathless and stuffed full of his cum.

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