#xdinary heroes fluff

[obsessedwithjoosnose]

shy!xdh

I'm only keep thinking about shy!xdh. I know that each of them, even though they have their confidence, still seem so shy (in a good really way) about some things. So here we go.

specifics situations that made XDH shy!

Warnings: a little bit suggestive

Goo Gunil

• when you keep eye contact with him.

It's one of these times that Gunil just keeps talking and talking without time to stop. He is so focused on telling about the time that he was in elementary school and he discovers that the sun will explod in 5 billions of years and this was a shock for him.

And while he continued to ramble on about it, you just stared at him, paying attention to every little thing that came out of those beautiful lips. At some point from his chatter You held eye contact, he thought you would look away but you didn't.

You felt him start to get a little lost in the story, but you weren't even paying that much attention, you were too focused on those beautiful eyes. Gunil's cheeks had already turned a deep red.

"Swe-sweetie, why are you looking that way to my eyes?" Confused and embarrassed boy. "It seems like you are staring at my soul"

You just laugh sweetly.

"Whoever said I'm not looking for it?"

He died.

Kim Jungsu

• When you defend him.

You're having fun at a party, dancing together playfully, a little tipsy from a few drinks, singing together, a few stolen kisses. Suddenly he feels himself being pushed to the side on purpose by some random guy who seemed a little drunk.

Jungsu stumbles almost falling but he recovers ready to have the moment with you again, until you pull the shirt of the guy who left with mocking smirks after your boyfriend almost fell and got his attention.

"Are you going to leave like that without apologizing, so rude? Are you an idiot or what?" You say it loud over the music.

The idiot boy seems surprised that it's you who's going to seek justice for Jungsu who's just standing next to you, looking only at you. He doesn't give a damn about the guy, he just finds the way you're defending him is so hot, that he is blushing and letting out a little smile.

"Oh, sorry about that, bro." Jungsu doesn't even look at the man, just feeling his cheek burn when he sees you so protective like that. The annoying guy leaves and you turn to Jungsu finding him all cute and blushing without knowing what to say.

You laugh, leaving a little kiss on his cheek and leaning into his ear and whispering.

"I know you like it" And pulling him like a puppy to get another drink and enjoy the night. And he follows you like one.

Oh Seungmin (O.de)

• When you feel confident.

Seungmin is helping you pick out an outfit for an important occasion and he loves do it so much!

Sitting relaxed on the bench in the well-lit dressing room just watching your girl put on dresses that make her look even prettier than she already is and asking his opinion which just says you look good in everything.

Until you come out wearing that dress from the dressing room, that one. Black, soft silk fabric, highlighting your curves so beautifully, the neckline only in the back. God. He can already feel the sweat dripping from his forehead.

"I really liked this one so much," you say happily, going to the large mirror and looking at yourself with that confident gleam in your eyes. God, god, god. Seungmin is feeling intense things.

You take a closer look at yourself, running your hand over the curve of your own waist and smiling sideways to yourself.

"What do you think, baby?" You look at him through the mirror only to find a red-faced Oh Seungmin with wide, lost eyes staring back at you.

"A-ahm? This one was made just for you." He tries to hide his shyness but you notice him going towards him and turning his back.

"Can you unzip it for me, please?" Now he almost faints, call for help!

kwak Jiseok (Gaon)

• When you demonstre intelligence.

It was that Sunday moment when you and Jiseok would just lay next to each other talking about anything, he loved talking about anything nerdy.

"Did you know that artificial intelligence is actually not an intelligence?"

He frowns, turning to you, ready to learn.

"intelligence is something sensory,comes from consciousness and AI doesn't have that, it just learns everything we do, does not have the capacity for deep understanding, abstract reasoning or intuition. Then it is not smart."

He's gaping. Looking at you with a sparkle in his eyes and rosy cheeks.

"ugh! I -I have the most intelligent and hottest girlfriend in the world, the most superior woman of all humans" He says excitedly laughing.

"You're all blushing!" You laugh at him making him hide his face with his hands laughing out loud.

"Stop! You're the one who started being so smart."

"Okay, do you want to hear about how hurricanes produce more energy than all nuclear bombs?"

He's already melting, paying attention to everything.

Han Hyeongjun (Junhan)

• When you are needy for him.

As soon as Junhan walked through the door of your apartment, you were already standing there like a happy puppy to have him back home.

"Jun..." You say a little slyly, walking towards him, not even letting him leave his backpack somewhere, just grabbing him and leaving kisses all over his face, making him laugh nervously not knowing where to put his hands because He is not not used to this treatment.

" Hi, baby. Can I just leave my stuff somewhere and take a shower? I feel horrible right now." He says between the many kisses that are left on his lips. The situation is already making him super shy.

"I don't care, you look perfect like this, all mine. Hold me too," you say sweetly, placing your face in the crook of his neck. He smiles all nervous and shy to himself, hugging you back awkwardly, making you grunt with satisfaction.

He feels super embarrassed but loves it so much.

Lee Jooyeon

• When you praise him.

Jooyeon arrived excitedly showing you the new concept photos of the new single, showing the members, explaining the meanings, how it was to take the photos, but all you could see was how beautiful he was, god. It's almost unfair.

"So... what do you think? I thought my face looked so weird in this one." He didn't say that, did he?

"Are you kidding? You look like the hottest man in the universe, and you're. Fuck you're like... A rock angel, a incubus who torments women who are trying to stay pure, like me now that I'm not able to." You shoot off watching Jooyeon widen her eyes, turning into a tomato, and having a nervous fit of laughter.

"Duh! I know that" he tries to disguise his shyness with false confidence, But that glow on his cheeks and nervous laughter give him away.

"You know it's hotter being all shy like that, right?"

"STOP!" He runs away from you trying to hide his moment of weakness.

Poor Joo.

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[joocomics]

I'm feeling very soft today. what do you think is each xd members favorite kind of physical affection? 🩷

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# xdinary heroes + physical affection

♡ gunil

long hugs after you haven’t seen each other all day. his hand on the small of your back when you’re walking through big crowds or you’re entering a room. those quick soft pecks both of you give each other throughout the day as you get some tasks done - they feel and seem casual but deep down mean a lot to both of you. playing with your hair

♡ jungsu

forehead kisses. holding hands - he loves it so much, even in the summer when your palms are sweating you’ll be the one to pull away first every time. neck massages after a long day of practice on the keyboard. light scratches - he loves them the most on his back and scalp whenever he’s resting his head on your lap or on your chest. sitting on his lap

♡ jiseok

cuddling in bed - arms wrapped around your bodies, your face is hidden in his chest and everything feels safe and comfy. any kind of playful touches no matter if it’s in public or not - teasing nudges with shoulders or feet under the table, poking your cheeks, booping your nose. your hand on his thigh when you’re at the cinema. nonchalant butt slaps. holding hands across the table during a conversation

♡ seungmin

kisses on the cheek. relaxing massages as you’re having a lazy afternoon in bed. kissing - romantic, soft kisses that last longer than a second, but not enough to turn into a makeout session necessarily, just to remind you how much he loves you in the middle of the day. keeping his hand on your thigh at all times. hand on your waist

♡ hyeongjun

intertwining fingers. sitting close together when you’re out with friends and you lean on each other’s shoulders. running your fingers through his/your hair. falling asleep while holding hands. hugs from behind when the two of you are waiting in line at the store

♡ jooyeon

caressing - his/your face, back, arms… anywhere, he loves it and nothing relaxes him/you more. cuddling that turns into a playful fight - tickling, pinching, playful bites wherever your mouth can reach. hand holding but he’s swinging your arms in the air. arm casually resting around your shoulders at all times. quick kisses on his/your knuckles as a sign of love and reassurance

[loserlvrss]

𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ｡ ｡ 엑스디너리 히어로즈 as dads

( 一月 ). 오티식스｡𝓕!reader warn. ment. of babies / kids & being pregnant 1760THOUheadcanon fluff established relationship

요구? yes/no : zanna, axe & ashley xx

────GOO GUNIL ( 구건일 )

Gunil could go either way in terms of being a boy or girl dad but, lowkey he’s a boy dad.

Let’s be honest, Gunil gives bbq!dad playing football with his son while you make lemonade in the kitchen. He’s so baseball hat dad coded.

He wanted kids immediately after you started dating (which didn’t happen).

Was involved 110% in the pregnancy but was so scared of the delivery. Cried when you told him you guys were gonna have a baby.

FORT-BUILDER #1. Buys a projector just so they can watch their favorite shows (with him of course) in it.

Loser!dad but, in an endearing way. He’ll say stupid dad-jokes that are only a little funny to your kid and they’ll still laugh at them (even when they’re teenagers) because it’s their dad type of way.

Number one supporter of whatever your kid wants to do in the future. Will also let them change their mind six billion times with a smile on his face.

Truly the best father. Most reliable and will always be there for them whenever they need it. The car broke down at 3am? He’s dragging himself out of bed to go get them. First breakup? He’s taking them to the store to buy all their comfort snacks. WiFi’s slow? He’s restarting the router. Spider? It’s being put outside immediately. Anything they want and he’ll come running because he just loves them that much.

Gunil was truly born to be a dad. Although, he wouldn’t have found it to be a deal breaker if you didn’t want any, because he respects your choice and loves you more than himself, however he’d be a little sad.

────KIM JUNGSU ( 김정수 )

Jungsu is a boy dad through and through. But, hear me out, he’d love a daughter and would NOT be upset if he got one, but you’re really the only special girl in his heart—until you’re replaced by a mini version of yourself.

He was meant to be a family man so, expect more kids in the future. About three, if not four, probably.

You told him you were pregnant and he proposed right away. You were actually not allowed to leave his side.

He treated you like royalty (and still does) when you were pregnant with his kid; got you anything you wanted, kept the house at a reasonable temperature, went to all the appointments with you. It’s almost as if he was the one carrying the child to be honest.

It seems you thank God for this man as their father everyday.

Jungsu also really had a soft spot for how you looked pregnant with his kid (in a sfw way), he just thought you were so cute. You’d also often wear his clothes instead of your own because they were more comfortable.

After the kid was born it was love at first sight—a smile pressed to his face and never left.

Actually, he asks if you want to have another just about every hour. He even proposed you had another right after the first was born—you were barely out the hospital.

Was the most attentive new!parent, always tended to your baby when they’d cry in the middle of the night—would also end up falling asleep next to them because he found them so adorable and couldn’t take his eyes off them.

Speaking of, Jungsu would be the type of dad that would be overwhelmed by how cute the kid is. He pinches their cheeks ALL the time. Tells you how cute they are whenever he gets the chance. Gushes over every little (new and old) thing that they do. He’s truly obsessed.

────KWAK JISEOK ( 곽지석 )

Jiseok needs twins, it’s non-negotiable. He would love one of each, but would definitely end up with either two boys or two girls.

You will end up having lots of kids because let’s be real, he suits being a dad to a ton of kids.

Even if you asked, Jiseok would actually not have a favorite between the two—there’s enough love in his heart for about 1600 more, he says.

He’s also so stay-at-home dad coded.

He’s the most unserious parent. He would try and carry them on each arm like a balancing act and make you anxious. But then, he’d also do bicep curls with them just to see you laugh.

Was scared to break them at first because they were so small, but now he play-wrestles them both at the same time.

He couldn’t wait for them to walk so he could play chase with them around the house like little ducks.

Speaking of ducks, Jiseok is the #1 bath time supporter, and refers to himself as “rubber duck” to get them into it. He even made up a song so that it would be fun.

Jiseok is a high-energy dad, sometimes they wear out before he does.

FORT-BUILDER #2. You often find their room in a state because your husband has built them, yet again, another fort.

He’s the type of dad who teaches them computer games early on because he’s a nerd (they started with Minecraft and named a dog after you). He also teaches them guitar, even as their hands aren’t big enough to play more than one (half) a cord.

────OH SEUNGMIN ( 오승민 )

Oh Seungmin is a girl dad. Do not argue. Did yall see him with Seola? Now imagine that’s actually his. He would never put her down, you’d actually have to fight to get to hold your baby.

Already had a billion girl names picked out before you knew the gender because he was SURE. What can I say? He was just destined to have a daughter.

However, either way (girl or boy) the kid would be loved and super spoiled.

Wants about 100 more once he sees them but has trouble imagining having to share his attention—he’s already so obsessed with just the first.

While you were pregnant, Seungmin would talk to your bump and would refer to the kid as, “his little princess” because, once again, GIRL.DAD. (it’s canon).

Seungmin acquired so many (DIY) skills as a dad because whatever they asked for he’d try his best to give them.

The #1 involved dad. Recital? He’s in the front row. They want to take pottery? He’s googling classes. They want purple hair? He’s already asking you (as the gloves are being put on). They want McDonald’s ice cream at midnight? They’re already buckled up. Whatever, and I mean whatever they want, they’re getting.

Seungmin would also have your kid FITTED TF UP. Drip or drown: baby addition. He’d make video ootd’s and send them to you while you were at work.

He actually vlogs his days out with them and sends them to you so you don’t feel left out, because he cared about you first (and still does).

They always come home with a new outfit. What can he say, the kids shoe game is going to be strong.

────HAN HYEONGJUN ( 한형준 )

Hyeongjun would love either a boy or girl, but has a special place in his heart for a daughter.

Hyeongjun was and still is the most gentle father and husband. He took care of you before, during and after the pregnancy. And then he especially took care of your kid, literally NEVER letting them cry for more than a couple minutes (even after they were able to take care of themself).

He’s not someone looking to have more than two kids to be honest, and if your first is hyperactive, he might even settle for one (however, he’d like them to have a sibling to grow up with).

He cried when he first saw them and was shy, then he picked them up and never put them back down.

Hyeongjun got better at being a dad—he was never bad, it was just a little rough at first because he was unsure of what to do.

Hyeongjun also teaches them non-conformative roles; i.e gender stereotypes. His kids are wearing whatever they think looks pretty—just like their dad.

He would also teach them to be little rockstars, putting on shows in your living room.

He would have matching hair (mostly pigtails) with his daughter and would come running in to show you each and every time because he’s proud of his masterpiece—they’re lopsided.

Paints their nails together, and leaves the pink mess around his cuticles because HIS kid did that.

They’re actually inseparable by the way so, have fun being the second-favorite parent.

On a more serious note though: he thanks you everyday for giving him his little best friend.

────LEE JOOYEON ( 이주연 )

Jooyeon is a boy dad first, because he needs someone to match his energy—wrestling and running around—but once he has a girl he’ll never go back.

He needs like four kids and he’ll be happy but, if you don’t want any more he’ll settle for one and still be happy.

Despite being unserious dad #2, he’ll make sure his kids know they can go to him for anything. You know that too, as he was always attentive with you.

After the kid was born Jooyeon became so easily attached, always up in its little personal space.

Kisses for you, kisses for them.

He actually thinks he died when you put the first tiny outfit on them (the onesies with closed hands and feet and a warm hat) to take them home from the hospital.

Jooyeon is also a menace to society, so having more than one of them means you’re going to have drawings on your walls and a messy house BUT, you also get cute pictures for the fridge—some your husband drew—and memories to last a lifetime.

So incredibly loser!core gamer!dad but they LOVE him. I mean, how could they not?

He plays dress up with his daughter, and lets her do his makeup; he ends up looking like a clown but doesn’t take it off even after they’re done playing.

He also plays dress to impress (or whatever the not cancelled one is called) with his daughter and buys her robux.

He’ll play computer / video games with his son (definitely got him to play league).

Jooyeon is the type of dad to give them ice-cream for dinner (he definitely made them vegetable haters).

He’s definitely the type of dad to say “don’t tell mom” before doing most things, and acts innocent with them when you find out.

Expect them to gang-up on you. Spoiler: you’re never winning an argument if their dad is involved.

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[xeraphony]

“𝓽𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧”

warnings: not proofread, jooyeon is taller than reader, small bit of angst (reader cries), and then it’s fluff and comfort.

word count: 1.4k

authors note: i hope this is good, i wrote it at 12 am on a work night. also first fic, hello villains :)

summary: you come home after a bad day and jooyeon comforts you.

there’s tears in your eyes as your shaking hands scramble to find your house key before trying to insert it into the doorknob. you miss the keyhole a few times, which only frustrates you even more.

the heavy rain pouring down on you didn’t make anything much better, and as you all but stab at the doorknob, you let out a bitter chuckle. it was so ridiculous that you could almost find it funny.

it seemed that every possible thing that could go wrong today, went wrong. from the moment you woke up to this very moment, there’s been small unfortunate occurrences that would usually only piss you off at most, but today they just kept happening.

one after another, as if the universe was mocking you.

it started with you spilling your coffee all over yourself and the counter this morning, *after* you got dressed. you had to clean the counter and your clothes, and then change into another outfit, which made you late for work.

from there, it was everything from you forgetting your umbrella to you dropping the case of your headphones into a puddle.

you had tears in your eyes the whole way home, but you refused to cry. why would you? nothing horrible happened.

when you finally manage to get the key into the doorknob, you twist it rather harshly and push open the door, quickly stepping into your apartment as you shut and lock the door, an exhasperated sigh leaving your lips.

*finally*, you think. *i’m home.*

as you take off your coat and hang it up, you immediate walk towards the kitchen to pour a glass of wine, unable to find it in yourself to care about the wet trail you leave behind you.

you grab a random cup from the cabinet, filling it to the top with wine that you barely let sit for a second before you’re bringing it to your lips, downing nearly half the cup.

“woah, rough day, huh?” you hear a familiar teasing voice say from behind you.

you flinch at the sudden appearance of your boyfriend, jooyeon. in your temporary panic, you your cup slips out of your hands that were still wet from the rain.

you feel the tears begin to burn in your eyes once more before the cup even reaches the counter and spills everywhere. this time, you don’t blink them away or let them sit in your eyes. instead, you prob your elbows onto the now soaked counter, bury your hands in your face and *bawl*.

you forget jooyeon was even there for a second, and the sound of your crying drowns out his hurried footsteps coming towards you.

“hey—baby, it’s alright,” jooyeon says softly, his voice full of concern. you imagine his face looks just as concerned, but you don’t have it in you to turn and look yet.

you feel his arms wrap around your waist as his chest presses against your back and his chin rests on the top of your head.

you let out a few choked gasps, attempting to speak, but all that can come out are sobs.

jooyeon quickly shushes you, muttering that you don’t have to speak yet if you weren’t ready.

after you’ve cried long enough for your head to hurt, you begin to calm down, your chest rising and falling rapidly as you take deep breaths.

you slowly lift your head from your hands, your eyes fluttering open. you blink a few times, your vision blurry from the tears.

as you straighten yourself, jooyeon takes a step back, giving you space to turn around.

before you can properly meet his eyes, he pulls you into another hug, one hand burying itself against your wet hair as his other hand rests on your waist.

your own arms wrap around him weakly as you take in his scent, the smell immediately bringing up a much needed sense of comfort.

“you didn’t spill cement, y’know?” he says softly, his tone light as he runs his fingers through your hair.

you let out a mixture of a laugh and a scoff, pulling yourself away from the hug slightly as you look up at him.

“it wasn’t just the cup, joo.” you say, pulling your hand from his waist to wipe your tears. your voice was thick, and your ears were ringing.

“everything went wrong today. it was like everytime i moved, *something* happened. like that,” you say, turning slightly to gesture to the counter covered in red, spilling over onto the floor.

“everything was so overwhelming. i’m so tired, i just want to go to sleep and leave today in the past.” you add, lowering your head to rest on his chest.

he stays silent for a few seconds, silently comforting you before he brings a hand up to gently hook a finger under your chin, tilting your head up slightly so that you were looking at him.

“how about this,” he starts, brushing a wet strand of hair from your eye.

“you go get undressed and wait for me while i clean this up, then i’ll run us a bath and bring you to bed, hm?”

you could almost start crying again at how gentle he is.

you give him a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes, but you both know it’s genuine.

“yeah,” you nod. “i’d like that.”

jooyeon smiles and presses a soft kiss to your forehead before he releases you from his hold.

you sit with your back against jooyeon’s chest as his hands massage shampoo into your hair.

your eyes were closed as you take in the feeling of jooyeon’s hands in your hair paired with the warmth of his body and the water.

he was rambling about his day, talking about a bunch of things you weren’t really listening to. you had told him to just talk about anything as he cleaned you. the sound his voice was something that could calm you down quicker than anything.

“jiseok kept messing up during practice, and when i said something he told me i’m lucky because no one hears if i mess up anyway,” he huffs as he rinses your hair, being mindful of your eyes and ears.

“if it makes you feel better, i can hear when you play.” you say, a small smile of contentment resting on your lips.

“no you can’t,” he chuckles. “but i appreciate the sentiment.”

you were about to give him a playful rebuttal when you feel him shift, and then you see his arm reaching out to the drainer.

“wait,” you say, frowning softly as you turn to look back at him.

he raises an eyebrow at you, pulling his hand away.

“what is it, baby?”

you grab his hand, wrapping it around your torso.

“can we stay here just a few more minutes?” you ask, a silent plea in your expression.

jooyeon laughs, finding you absolutely adorable.

“of course, sweet girl. we can stay as long as you like, tonight’s about you.” he says, returning to his previous position rested against the edge of the bathtub.

he pulls you against him, nuzzling his head against your shoulder as he continues to ramble on.

you were now laying in bed, your head resting against jooyeon’s chest.

he was explaining a show he put on (you let him choose tonight), his free hand waving around animatedly as he speaks.

“so *he* actually **turns out to be one of them too, but he’s different because he ends up using his powers against his kind, so he’s still one of the good guys,”

as he talks, your mind grows hazier. you could tell you weren’t far from falling asleep.

you can’t help but think about how much jooyeon has done for you. how caring and tentative he is, how he always knows how to comfort you. how he was able to completely turn your bad day around in just a few hours.

you smile. you really got lucky with him.

as jooyeon continues his rambling, you suddenly speak up.

“jooyeon, i love you.”

jooyeon pauses before smiling softly. he gently cups your cheek, caressing the soft skin with his thumb.

“you’re not too bad yourself, pretty girl.” he says softly.

after a few seconds of silence, he looks down and sees you fast asleep in his chest.

his smile grows wider as he sees you so peaceful and in a much better state than you came home in.

he grabs the remote, turning the tv off before tossing it aside and closing his eyes, pulling you closer to him.

[xdinari]

Maybe It's Worth A Try

word count: 4.6k tags: sfw, confession of feelings, friends to lovers, mutual pinning, comfort, light-hearted, they're so cute, jiseok is a real one, gender neutral reader, happy ending, reader has a bad past with relationship, jooyeon is very understanding, cutesy stuff summary: you and jooyeon first meet when you fight over the last bag of your favorite ramen. Fast forward a couple years later and you find yourself pressed against a claw machine after he dragged you away from the others during a class trip and you have to pretend you don't really really want to kiss him (he wants to kiss you too).

Lee Jooyeon was one of the only people in the world who you could call crying at three in the morning and hang up ten minutes later with a smile on your face. You’re not too sure when exactly you two started getting as close as you did.

According to him, you two were destined to be in each other’s lives (you both reached for the last pack of ramen at the convenience store on a Tuesday night). 

TWO YEARS AGO

You had a shitty day, rain was pouring down and you had no umbrella and the only thing you needed was to eat your favorite pack of ramen from the convenience store next to your house and have some peace.

However, because you wanted to test the universe and say out loud “It really can’t get any worse, can it?” while running inside the store, life decided to show you that it can always, in fact, get worse. 

You were looking around the instant noodles shelf for your favorite type but it was nowhere to be found, and admittedly, tears started to fill your eyes. One thing. That’s all you asked for. One good thing today.

Steps heavy and nose stuffy, you decide to walk over to the snacks section to at least buy yourself a bag of chips, when suddenly, surrounded by blue packaging of oreos there was, your most beloved pack of ramen, disregarded on the wrong shelf. 

Someone must’ve changed their mind and left it there without a second thought, and your eyes widen, a spark of hope filling your chest. You make sure to also grab some chips but as soon as your hand reaches for the ramen, a large hand grabs on the other end of it, the pack now stuck between the two of you.

“Hey I grabbed it first-” You begin, only to raise your head and catch what you think is the most beautiful person you’ve ever come across frowning down at you.

“Uh no, at most we grabbed it at the same time.” He replies determined, tugging on the pack towards him leaving you with a baffled expression, your hand tightening around the ramen, refusing to let go.

“Listen, I had a really shitty day and I just want my favorite ramen so if you could be so kind  to-” You mumble through gritted teeth, only for the blonde’s knuckles to turn white from the strength he is applying at the end of the package to hold onto it.

“Yeah, well I had a really shitty day too.” He replies a little more harshly than intended, eyes softening when he sees your red tear filled eyes because the last thing you needed tonight was to lose your comfort food to a random guy that decided to snap at you. “It’s my favorite food and I grabbed it at the same time, I’m in my right to buy it as much as you are.” He clears his throat with a deadpan look. 

You are about to scream and cry at him, but instead you close your eyes, taking a shaky breath before looking back at him. “Please…” Is all you manage to crock out, and the taller purses his lips.

“Alright, How about this?” He asks, making his way to the cashier, both of you holding onto the ramen as if it was a pack of gold. You’re dragged in line against your will when the stranger turns to you. “We can share.” 

“It’s not going to fill us up.” You respond, slightly amused at the idea, a small smile now making its way on your face.

“Isn’t that better than not eating it at all?” He hums knowingly in a gentle but teasing tone, also buying two onigiris and some drinks for good measure and paying, before making his way to the microwave with you.

Now, here you were, sitting next to the blonde as he was preparing the ramen, disregarding the pack of veggies to the side. “Hey you forgot-” You start but the taller one shakes his head cringing.

“No I didn’t, it ruins the taste. Here.” He corrects, handing you the pack of veggies. “You can add it to your bowl if you want to.” He finishes, grabbing two cardboard bowls and pouring equal ratios of ramen in both of them, before sitting on the chair next to the table and opening both of your drinks.

You let out a small chuckle for the first time today, shaking your head as you take a seat and add the veggies, opening your onigiri as well. You take a bite and a tear unironically falls on your cheek, whining at the familiar taste. The other isn’t reacting any better, he practically lets out a loud groan, throwing his head back while nodding in satisfaction, this time earning a whole-hearted laugh from you.

“You really like it, huh?” You tease trying your best to bite back a smile while eating some more.

“I don’t play about my food.” He replies in a serious tone before breaking into a smile. “I’m Jooyeon, by the way.” 

Little did you know, that name would become your favorite name in a matter of a few months. The same name that ended up being there for you every time you were stressing about an exam, to hold you after yet another failed date, to facetime you while he was on vacation with his parents because he just missed you that much. 

You introduce yourself and a moment of silence falls between you two, before you speak up again. “Thanks, by the way. For this.” You’re not sure if you were referring to the ramen or the company but either way, Jooyeon gives you a small nod of approval, lips now curling into a mischievous grin. 

“Don’t thank me too much, you’ll have to pay for your part of the ramen. I’m just a college student, y’know? Stuff’s going hard these days…with the economy and all.” He explains with a dramatic sigh, another laugh escaping your lips as you nod, taking money out of your wallet and paying for half of the ramen, your drink and onnigiri, only for the man’s face to turn into a questioning look. “What’s with all this?”

“You said I have to pay for my side, no?” You frown, pointing to your food, only for the blonde to shake his head and give you most of the money back, only keeping 97 cents.

“Of the ramen.” He repeats, putting the coins in his pocket and eating some more as if nothing, leaving you with a confused yet intrigued look. 

“You’re a weird guy, Jooyeon.” You whisper loud enough for the other to hear, and he simply gives you another grin, happy that he managed to make you smile. 

That night, you found yourselves talking for around three hours at the convenience store, the food long gone as you were now tearing up with laughter as he was telling you about how he and his friend Jiseok got kicked out of a hospital once because they tried to race-skate their way through it. 

That night you also found out that you actually live in the same building, and he’s the guy that wouldn’t stop blasting metal music at eleven at night on a Wednesday and you take the opportunity to threaten him with throwing fireworks at his front door if he doesn’t stop and he promises to buy some headphones.

PRESENT DAY

Having Jooyeon in your life was both a blessing and a curse. You can’t think of a better person to have by your side, and you are especially grateful that it turned out that you two had a few shared classes and went to the same university, because that meant to have a shoulder to lean on during late night studies, or, in this case, a very tiring bus ride.

The trip wasn’t all that, really. It was just an end of the year trip with the English department to a nearby city. During the ride, Jooyeon made sure to stay still and let your head rest on his shoulder, wear headphones to not disturb your sleep and hit Jiseok’s head who was sitting in front of you two when he would laugh just a little too loud. 

Jooyeon was like that: funny, weird and stupidly caring. From all the jokes and pranks he did on a daily basis, you’d never say he was capable of holding a serious conversation but you knew better than anyone that he was more mature than he liked to let on. 

The curse part comes from the fact that somewhere along the way, you found yourself falling for him. Hard. It was torturous and it was absolute hell having someone this absolutely perfect and being unable to stop thinking about what would happen if you just grabbed his face and kissed him to shut him up whenever he’d tease you about winning against you at mario kart. 

You find yourself pretending to sleep for just a little longer to have a good enough excuse to hug his arm while resting your cheek on his shoulder because you know that although you haven’t been able to stop thinking about him for the past few months, it’s not worth risking what you two have.

After a long day of visiting the town you find yourselves at a mall, wandering around as you were given an hour to relax before heading back to the dorms. Suddenly, while walking with everyone else towards the restaurant, you feel your hand being dragged away and with it your body towards the arcade zone. 

“What the fu- What are you doing?? We’re supposed to go eat-” You laugh at Jooyeon who was currently putting a finger over his lips to shush you and pull you further inside the arcade.

“C’mon, we can eat back at the hotel, I refuse to listen to teacher Min yapping about his marriage for two hours.” He whines, and when he sees your unsure look, he does what he does best: emotional manipulation. Jooyeon gives you his signature puppy eyes, lips in a barely noticeable pout while resting his hands on your waist. “Pleaseee?” 

You purse your lips with a sigh and the other exclaims in victory, kissing your temple before rushing to the air hockey table. One of the many reasons you hated going to the arcade with Jooyeon was that he always won, unless he started to feel bad and let you win a total of maybe TWO games.

The blonde giggles to himself after the third round of air hockey, poking his tongue out at you as you scoff determinedly. Another reason you hated going to the arcade with him though, is because against your displeased mumbles and tired eyes, your heart was beating twice as fast when he got behind you during a shooting game to show you how to correctly hold the gun for better aim, or the way his eyes would sparkle when you cursed annoyed when you almost won a game.

“C’mon it was not thaaat bad…” He laughs softly trying to comfort you by hugging your neck from behind as you stare at the different scores from the previous basketball throwing game. You give him a death glare but to no avail as the taller simple looks down at you grinning.

It’s stupid, he’s really not doing anything but you find yourself looking at him for a second too long, and you could swear his eyes travel to your lips for a brief moment before you clear your throat and pull away for your own wellbeing. 

“Bet you’ll crash in under forty seconds.” You muse with a small chuckle as the blonde raises an eyebrow, zipping his jacket all the way up and signaling a ‘watch me’ with his fingers before starting the game.

To absolutely no one’s surprise, he scores the second place amongst all players and you roll your eyes at him as he mocks your words from earlier, getting off the bike and close to your face with a challenging look. “Huh? What was that? Lee Jooyeon you’re the best player, sexiest, funniest person EVER???” He challenges and you laugh wholeheartedly.

“Where did sexy and funny even come from?” You ask between giggles as you two make your way to the boxing machine, the blonde huffing. 

“It’s a given, duh.” He rolls his eyes, preparing the machine. And because life really likes to torture you, of course Jooyeon’s score is ridiculously high and you find your lips parting as your breath hitches after he brushes his hair back with a smug look, taking a small bow. “Do you want to try?” 

You were about to say no and complain about how he probably just wants to make fun of you but after he swears he won’t and that you can slap him if he laughs, you let out a small huff, looking at the machine in front of you with uneasy eyes. “I’m not so sure, Joo…” 

“C’mon, it’s more technique than it is strength.” He encourages you with an honest nod, getting next to you and holding your fist in his two hands, the moment feeling oddly intimate. “Make sure your thumb is outside and try to keep strength in your wrist so you won’t hurt yourself, yeah?” He instructs softly, because despite all the jokes and teasing, Jooyeon was in fact, your biggest supporter. 

You give a small nod, and give it your best and surprisingly, the score isn’t nearly half as bad as you thought it’d be. Jooyeon’s face lights up and hugs you tightly squealing about how well you did and suddenly you find yourselves looking at each other, distance just enough to look at the other’s eyes.

It was all in your head, you think to yourself. You could swear that for the past five months the blonde would always hold you just a bit longer than usual, let his eyes linger on your figure when you’d wear a new outfit and always find some excuse to have you in his arms.

Jooyeon was a very direct person. He wasn’t ashamed of who he is or his feelings, so the fact that he’s never directly asked you out or tried to kiss you unfortunately could only mean that he never really saw you as anything other than his friend.

However, moments like these, where his chest would move up and down just a bit quicker and his fingers would press against your lower back, made you forget for a moment that unfortunately, he was not your boyfriend. 

“We should head back.” You whisper, your hand moving on his shoulder to pat them, about to pull away, only to be pulled closer. “What are you doing-” You blink in surprise, and the blonde opens his mouth as if ready to say something, only to close it again and shake his head.

“Let’s do the claw machine and then we can leave?” He suggests and you pull away with a small nod, a wave of sadness washing over you. Why exactly? It was hard to say, but it was most likely a combination of his cologne now imprinted on your clothes from all of the hugging, the way his lips were dangerously close to you a couple minutes ago and the way you so badly want something you can’t have.

“Joo, c’mon, the kid’s been waiting for like ten minutes and you already wasted like twenty bucks.” You whisper close to him, the small kid next to you two getting impatient as the parent was giving you two a nasty stare, only for your friend to scoff determinedly and shake his head.

“Are you kidding me?? I’m paying for this thing, and I WILL get that stupid octopus plushie.” He glares at the kid making him run away, earning a judging look from you. “Life is tough! He can just ask his parents to buy him one!!” He defends himself.

You facepalm shaking your head at his competitiveness. “Plus, it’s like impossible-the plushie is stuck!”

“Ah yeah?” He hums with a sly smile and after a few more tries, somehow, Jooyeon manages to pick up the plushie with a victory scream, throwing his hands in the air before turning around to you and pointing a finger at you. “SUCCEEDED AGAINST THE WISH OF MY ENEMIES!” He pokes his tongue out, holding the plushie next to his face. 

“That thing isn’t even pretty, it’s so ugly, why would you spend so much mo-” You note, when suddenly you feel the older one rub the plushie on your face with a laugh, his other arm wrapping around your lower back to hold you in place as he laughs at your protests.

“You can’t say that about my kid!!” He exclaims, refusing to stop and when you take a step back in an attempt to escape, you both stumble, your back now leaning against the claw machine with a gasp as he instantly takes the hand he was rubbing the plushie on your face with and holds onto the machine to not crash onto you. Your bodies were now pressed together, laughter dying down as Jooyeon’s breaths were heavier, eyes wide. “Are you alright?”

You look up at him, your hands on his shoulders for support and goddamn it why does he have to be this beautiful? Why can’t Lee Jooyeon be less perfect and save you from the suffering? Instead of a reply, you give a short nod, eyes not leaving his as you catch your breath.

Jooyeon doesn’t really know what got into him. Maybe it was the adrenaline from before, maybe it was the fact that you’ve been clinging onto him the whole way here or maybe, it was the fact that he’s been holding back from doing something stupid for the past five months, ever since that night when you called him in a frenzy at three in the morning because of a nightmare and he showed up at your door in pink slippers and pajamas, instantly pulling you in a hug and realizing that he’d rather die than know that anyone else but him could comfort you at that hour.

Next thing he knows, his breath gets stuck in his throat as he carefully tucks a strand of hair behind your ear and his hands gently cups your cheek, thumb caressing it ever so softly as if scared that you’ll run away if he moves too suddenly. 

When he leans in, because you love to ruin every good thing you have got going on for you, you lower your head while squinting your eyes together, and let out a sad whisper, refusing to look at him. “Joo we can’t…” You start, feeling the other’s hand still on your cheek.

“Why?” And for the first time in two years, you hear Jooyeon’s voice break, and the sound of his voice breaking is not even close to the excruciating pain growing in his chest, gulping but refusing to let go just yet.

“Because, what if we don’t work out?” The words leave your lips in a shaky breath and funnily enough, that makes the blonde relax, a small smile creeping on his face when he understands that this isn’t a rejection but more of a fear-response.

So, Jooyeon does what he does best: refutes with a question you can’t debate against, his hand moving under your jaw to gently make you raise your head and look at him. “And what if we do?” he whispers with a slight tilt of his head, now both of his hands cupping your jaw, thumbs still caressing your cheeks as your hands fall on his hips.

He leans closer again, just as slow, making sure to give you enough time to pull away but you’d be stupid to. Even though your brain is screaming at you to please be logical about this and not risk what you two have, you find yourself closing your eyes and letting your lips brush against his.

Funnily enough, it didn’t feel like fireworks. When you started to slowly move your lips against each other, it felt like coming home after a rainy day, and you suddenly remembered the night you two met. You grip onto Jooyeon’s jacket as he smiles slightly in the kiss, barely containing his excitement, his hands now close to squishing your face as he deepens the kiss.

Soon enough, the kiss gets interrupted by the same parent and kid from before clearing their throat and you pull away with a guilty look, shaking a few giggles before apologizing and walking away, except Jooyeon wasted no time in pulling you close and resting your back against the wall of a more secluded area.

You look at him surprised, still shaken up from earlier, a blush spreading across your cheeks when he gets closer to you again. “We should talk.” He says barely above a whisper, holding your hands gently, the plushie now in your bag. You start talking about how risky it would be to get together and mess up what you two have and he simply listens, before getting closer to you. “Two weeks. Give me two weeks and if you think it’s not worth it we can just put it behind us but please- don’t let us not try.” 

The look in his eyes is pleading, almost desperate, contrasting his soft and understanding tone. Your heart breaks. Even in a moment like this, Jooyeon refuses to lose without a fight and you remember just how much you admire that about him. You’re scared. Terrified, even. You both know how weary you are of new relationships with how badly your last one treated you, and yet, you nod your head before you could think twice.

The taller one breaks into a huge grin, cupping your face and silently waiting for a confirmation. When he gets it, he captures your lips in a happy and passionate kiss, hugging your neck while constantly kissing your head. He closes his eyes holding onto you, when your voice breaks the silence. 

“We should really get back to the hotel, they’re probably looking for us.” You whisper, only to be met with a smug look as the man starts walking, interlocking his fingers with yours. 

“Jiseok’s covering for us.” He hums proudly, and you give him a questioning look, lightly hitting his arm.

“This was your plan all along??” You laugh softly, only to have your cheek kissed cutely by the other, making your face turn red.

“Mm no, but I’m not complaining about the results. Even though my crush didn’t admit they liked me when I’m over here head over heels…” He replies dramatically, your lips curling into a shy smile.

“To be fair, you didn’t confess either, you just kinda started eating my face.” You whisper before the taller one stops you in your tracks on the streets.

“WOOOAAAHHHH I KISSED YOU!” He explains offended, standing in front of you. “That’s more than enough of a confession. Didn’t you feel my PASSION? My LOVE?” He scoffs, and your breath hitches as the last sentence, lips parting. 

Jooyeon seems to take notice of it, and simply smiles lazily while kissing your forehead, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as if knowing what’s on your mind, walking quietly. “Hey Joo?” You manage to let out, looking up at him as the blonde turns his attention to you with a hum. “I l-” You start, but no matter how much you wanted to say it and let him know just how mutual your feelings are, the words got stuck in your throat.

You hated it. You wanted to, you felt it. You felt it more than anything you’ve ever felt and yet, here you were, pulse rising and anxiety starting to creep up on you, and you eventually bite your lip, a disappointed look plastered across your face.

However, Jooyeon doesn’t seem to be bothered by it. Quite on the contrary, he seems absolutely thrilled, his eyes now sparkling brighter than ever before. So, he does the other thing that he does best: understand you even when your words fail you. “I know.” He smiles, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “I love you too.” 

He lets the words slip like it's the easiest thing in the world for him. Because it is. He makes sure to look into your eyes so you can understand just how serious he is about this, and places a small yet full of emotion peck on your forehead, lips smiling against your skin before he pulls away.

You blink at him multiple times, stopping in your tracks and you want to cry, because Lee Jooyeon is truly a blessing you’re not sure you deserve. And because a lot of times words fail you, you cup his face and pull him to your level, kissing him as if your life depends on it.

It’s worth the shaky hands and irregular breaths when you feel the older let out a surprised noise, his arms instantly wrapping around your waist to envolve you into a warm and secure hug. His shaky breaths turn into small relieved giggles, and your arms wrap around his neck, holding him so close you’d think he’ll disappear if you release your grip even by a millimeter.

Your shaky breaths start having a more regulated rhythm in no time, both of you smiling in the now more messy kiss, teeth clanking and noses brushing because of the laughter, and for once in a long time you know you’re safe.

Jooyeon makes sure to kiss your lips softly a few more times before pulling you into a tight hug, head burying in your neck and if you didn’t know any better you’d swear a couple tears stained your shirt as he was swaying you two gently. 

“I really want to make you happy…” He mumbles, pulling away and resting his forehead on yours, fingers tracing your lower back as you play with his hair, your eyes filling with tears. “Ah, you’ve always been such a crybaby…since the day I met you.” He teases playfully, although his dilated pupils give away his true feelings.

You squint and lightly pull on his hair, pocking your tongue out only for the other to lean in and peck your lips once. You freeze again and he laughs at the new-found power over you, his lips finding their way on your forehead once again before playfully patting your ass and holding your hand on your way to the hotel. 

Lee Jooyeon was the only person in this world to understand you to your very core and maybe, the only person in the world who could convince you to face your fears instead of running away from them. And when you have to part ways to go into your respective rooms and he pulls you into yet another loving kiss, whispering something about how you better be prepared for him to be twice as annoying as before, you know.

You don’t need a two week trial. You want this. You want it more than you’ve ever wanted anything in your life. Jooyeon seems to know it too, because as you walk away, he turns his head to steal one last glance at you, biting the inside of his cheek in a pathetic attempt to stop himself from smiling like an idiot before opening the door to his room.

He fails. Jiseok makes fun of him. He doesn’t care.

THE END

(this was honestly heavily inspired by an edit of him with this song i adore him so much my heart HURTS)

[jooillusion]

xh reaction to off guard kissing?

xh + off guard kissing <3

warnings: none, just some lip on lip action

꩜ G. GUNIL

↳ scenario: friends to lovers

at first, gunil was too taken aback to kiss back. you and him have been friends since middle school and the only intimacy that occurred during your friendship was holding hands. so when the silence hit after you pulled away gunil stared and stared, trying to find an answer in your eyes without your mouth saying anything. all he can find is the silent confession, shyly scratching the back of his head and chuckling. “let’s try that one more time.”

꩜ K. JUNGSU

↳ scenario: under the mistletoe

jungsu’s eyes widen. one second he was walking and having a conversation with you, the next you were on your tip toes kissing him on the cheek. he stops dead in his tracks and looks at you cluelessly, only seeing your mischievous smile and finger pointing at the mistletoe hanging on the shade of a store. he laughs it off at first, but it dies down when his eyes catch yours. it wouldn’t take long for you both to get the message, jungsu’s hand cupping your chin and leaning down to catch your lips between his.

꩜ K. JISEOK

↳ scenario: play fighting

jiseok’s initial reaction was to kiss back but it happened too fast. you’re straddled above him, your phone you’d been fighting him for was in a tight grip in his palm, but the kiss distracted him enough to drop it. you’re just about to reach for your phone when jiseok grabs your wrist and flips you over so that he’s on top now, him smiling above you as he watches you attempt to squirm out of his hold. jiseok leans down, kissing you longer this time and savors it like he always does, feeling the movement under him stop as you kiss back.

꩜ O. SEUNGMIN

↳ scenario: enemies

it took a split second seungmin’s thought process to stop. he pretended the dare was the worst thing in the world, having to kiss the person he despised like definitely was not on his bucket list, but the soft lips on his pushed his mind far away somewhere else. he couldn’t bring himself to push away nor even wipe his mouth afterwards, seeing just how much you were affected as well. after everyone leaves game night, seungmin pulls you to the side, looking somewhere else as he asks for another kiss.

꩜ H. HYEONGJUN

↳ scenario: first kiss

hyeongjun didn’t know what to do. you respected your boyfriends boundaries, knowing that this was his first relationship and in the few weeks you two have been dating, you’ve never pushed him past his comfort zone. you knew it’d take a while for hyeongjun to fully open up, but you were too caught up in the moment, scooting away from hyeongjun when the silence becomes too suffocating. you’re next to be caught off guard when hyeongjun pulls you back by his wrist and into his chest, the embrace welcoming and warm enough to calm yours and his nerves.

꩜ L. JOOYEON

↳ scenario: lip balm kiss

jooyeon tries to play it off as if he expected it, but ends up getting shy. you’re full of surprises, so when jooyeon asks if he could have some of your lip balm, he of course expected you to give you the tube. instead, you rubbed your lips together and kissed his drier ones. he looks at you, mischievous smile on your face already there as you drop the tube into his still open palm. jooyeon touches his lips then smiles, “i think i may need more than that.” he says as you both start leaning into each other.

please remember that this is a pure work of fiction.

[oddaesthetin]

simping over him — lee jooyeon

fluff

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jooyeon sits next to you on the couch, all long legs and that dumb grin that makes your brain short-circuit. you don’t know what’s worse—the fact that he’s wearing that particular hoodie you like on him or the way his neck is just there.

like, WHO gave him permission? his hair is still damp from the shower. he looks wrecked, judging by his toned down loudness. three days of nonstop performing would do that to anyone, but here he is, lounging like it’s no big deal.

“you good?” he asks, glancing at you from where he’s propped up against the couch. he’s tired, you can see it in the way his shoulders sag a little and how his usual energy is dialed down to a lazy grin. but there’s still something mischievous in his tone, like he knows you’re one heartbeat away from blowing up.

he’s right, by the way.

you’re trying to focus on literally anything else—the pile of laundry you’ve been ignoring, the weird stain on the carpet, the meaning of life—but no, your brain’s like jooyeon’s neck, jooyeon’s neck, jooyeon’s—

you shift uncomfortably, trying to focus on the TV instead of, well, him. the way his hoodie hangs loose around his collarbones is driving you insane. you’ve been doing so well all weekend, keeping your thoughts appropriate, but now? now, the universe has you cornered.

“could you please get your neck away from me?” you blurt out, crossing your arms and leaning as far away as the couch allows. “i’ve fought so hard to remove that image of your neck i saw from pinterest on my mind, and i don’t think i can go through that again.”

jooyeon blinks at you, caught off guard. he freezes. did you just say you’ve been thinking about his neck?

suddenly, the fatigue that had been weighing him down for days? gone. vanished. wiped from existence. he feels alive.

his eyebrows shoot up, and for a second, you think he didn’t hear you. then, he bursts out laughing, the kind of laugh that makes his voice high-pitched, shoulders shake and his eyes crinkle, and okay, now this is worse.

“my neck?” he wheezes, clutching his stomach like you’ve just delivered the punchline of the century.

“yes, your neck!” you glare at him, but it’s hard to stay mad when he’s laughing like that. “someone posted that stupid picture of yours looking all worked up with your head thrown back and your veins showing— and oh my god, describing it is so weird but now i can’t look at you without thinking about it. so move. away.”

instead of moving away, he leans in closer, his face way too close to yours. “you’re saying you’re obsessed with my neck?”

“jooyeon, i swear to god—”

“no, no, go on,” he says, grinning like the menace he is. “tell me more about how my neck haunts your dreams.”

he’s losing it inside—but the way you’re burying your face in your hands makes his chest feel lighter, like he could run another concert right now, fueled entirely by your flustered energy.

“this is why i don’t tell you things,” you mumble, voice muffled.

“but you did,” he teases, poking your arm. “and now i’m never gonna let you forget it.”

you peek at him through your fingers, narrowing your eyes. “you’re insufferable.”

“and you’re obsessed with my neck.”

“oh my god, shut up.”

he laughs again, softer this time, and when you finally pull your hands away from your face, he’s looking at you with that stupidly fond expression that makes your chest feel all warm and weird.

“don’t worry,” he says, tilting his head with a smirk that should be illegal. “my neck’s all yours. if you want, you can even mark it up.”

your brain short-circuits so hard you can barely process his words. he tries stifling a laugh after he see you pause and your jaw literally drop. this’ll be worth it, he thought.

“what—who says that?!” you choke, smacking his shoulder like it’ll erase the memory.

he shrugs, all casual, like his insides aren’t doing somersaults. “i’m just saying, if you’re this obsessed, we might as well make it official.”

you grab a pillow and smack him square in the face. he yelps, laughing as he tries to shield himself, but you’re relentless, fueled by sheer embarrassment and the need to wipe that smirk off his stupidly handsome face.

“ow—hey! violence?!” he yelps, laughing as he tries to shield himself. his cheeks hurt from smiling, and his heart’s doing that weird thing again, the one it always does around you.

when you finally stop, breathless and red-faced, he leans back on the couch, watching you with the kind of quiet confidence that makes your stomach flip.

“you know,” he says, voice soft and teasing, “you’re kind of cute when you’re flustered.”

you groan, flopping back against the couch and covering your face again. and your boyfriend?

he just grins like an idiot, feeling more energized than he has in days.

you can have his neck.

you already have the rest of him, anyway.

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© oddaesthetin 2024

[plutoenjoyer]

xdh — their favorite way to cuddle

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genre: fluff tags: drabble, ot6, gender-neutral, cuddling, body kisses, established relationship

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gunil — as the big spoon

you're like a plush toy to him. he squeezes you like his favorite pillow. his favorite thing to do is tuck his face near the nape of your neck and shoulder because you smell like the sweet bodywash you use. he's a huge dork so he'll ask you if it's new, though he knows it's been the same for months. or he'll make some teasing remark about how you knew that vanilla was his favorite scent, as if it was by coincidence (it wasn't, it became his favorite after he found out you used it). he just loves to pretend like this is all new to him, partially because his sense of humor is so old-man-coded but also so that he can constantly tell you how much he appreciates you even if already established. his strong and sturdy arms wrap around you, and you feel incredibly safe with him. he spares no distance between the two of you, pressing his entire body into yours as you drift into a deep slumber. if you're not too tired beforehand, sometimes you press soft kisses into his knuckles and wrist and his heart just melts. there's something about him that is just so safe, like nothing can hurt you when you're with him. it relaxes you immediately. you don't catch the loving smile on his face as he hears you mumbling to yourself while drifting off to sleep.

jungsu — in his lap

he thinks it's really cute when you sit between his legs and just lay your entire body against his, usually when watching a movie or a show together. you fit perfectly there, in his opinion. it gives him the best range of motion to give you the biggest back hug ever, settling his chin on the swoop of your shoulder. or, if he's more relaxed into the couch cushions, the crown of your head is perfectly tucked against his cheek as you lean into him. you're both so comfortable with each other it's like second nature, not even distracting you both from the movie if you need to shift around. if he's feeling mischievous, he'll sometimes cover your eyes during certain parts just to mess with you. in retaliation you nudge him in the side with your elbow and playfully scold him. and when he's done teasing you, his hand comes to rest at your waist, keeping his arms firmly around you. you mindlessly play with his hands, gently prodding at the curves of his knuckles and dips of flesh between, childishly fascinated by the stretching and bending you can do with his calloused fingers. you like that he lets you do so without a word. the intimacy and trust is so natural, and he thinks it's cute that you're so enamored with his fingertips for some reason. he tries to piece together what you're discovering by doing such a silly thing and can't come up with anything other than the fact it's adorable. it's a feat that you two can even explain to each other what happened in the film or if you liked the ending just from how much playful skinship that happened over the course of the hour and thirty minute runtime.

gaon — as the little spoon

he loves wrapping his whole body around you at all times. he very often comes home late and gives you a big back hug, resting his chin on your head with a silly laugh. or, he'll lean into you as you sit together while traveling, resting on your shoulder. that doesn't mean he doesn't find it incredibly adorable when you're the one to do it instead. you find him napping after a long morning of practice and you can't help yourself. you crawl into bed and snuggle into the expanse of his back, wrapping your arms over his waist and under his arm. it could just be your imagination, but you could swear you felt his heartbeat get faster—he pretends to be asleep so he doesn't embarrass you, or even himself. after that it becomes more common for him to be the little spoon as you get more used to it. he enjoys the feeling of being enveloped with the warmth of the person he loves most and you're happy to use him as your personal body-pillow. he thinks it's so cute when you cling onto him, given the fact he's much larger than you (that being said, he loooves squeezing you in his arms too, laughing because you complain he's suffocating you. the both of you are the clingiest ever when it comes to cuddling, always making a point to give each other the biggest hugs). you're overjoyed you can do something so simple for him and still make him feel so loved.

o.de — facing each other

he likes to fall asleep to your sleeping face. before you're tired you'll both chat about your day and snicker about something embarrassing that happened to you exactly five months and three days ago at one pm. he likes to hear your sleepy, raspy voice rambling about god knows what, the kind of intimacy that he finds to be extremely comforting. then, when you're both tuckered out, he brings you close by wrapping you in his arms. when you're there with him, it's easy for the stress of the day to melt away and find the clarity to relax his mind enough in order to sleep. in this position, you're able to tuck your face against his collarbone and smell the fresh body wash he uses. it smells like you were made to be in this moment with him. he absolutely loves it when you press tiny kisses into his shoulder and collarbone because he deserves to be loved and cared for so much. in return, he gives you a gentle forehead kiss and a bashful laugh at how cute you are when you're half asleep. before you both finally drift off, you think about how you want these moments to last for a long, long time.

junhan — laying on you

he's not that big on skinship, but he can't help himself when it comes to you. when he's tired, overworked, or stressed, he'll come to you silently and just press his body into yours like he's recharging. especially when you're just on your phone or watching tv while lounging on the couch, he'd wordlessly join you by laying right on top of you and you're more than happy to give him some love and comfort. he'd never say it out loud, but he loves the feeling of your gentle heartbeat thrumming or the rise and fall of your chest while you breathe. it is rhythmic and steady and warm, and the musician in him loves the pulsating nature of the repetition. being able to pick apart the melody of your soul is his own little secret. bonus points if you gently twirl your fingers through his hair and hum him a song while his eyes grow heavier, and heavier. you know exactly how much he deserves to rest. these moments of vulnerability are rare, so you cherish them immensely. and when he wakes up, groggy and bleary-eyed, he looks up at your face having fallen asleep yourself and smiles at how cute it is. there is no end to his appreciation for you and what you do for him.

jooyeon — ???

when you two cuddle it's absolutely confusing. limbs against limbs pressed against more limbs. usually, you're both too tired to care about anything but sleeping so it always ends up like this. on the other hand, it's really, really funny when one of you just straight up jumps onto the other while they're resting in bed, splayed over the other like a human blanket (usually with playful remarks of annoyance). but theres comfort in the chaos. there's no hesitance or shyness between the two of you. you're fully comfortable with one another, whether that may be waking up to his beautiful, serene side profile or to a direct view up his nostril hairs. either way, the gentle pressure from the weight of his body and the feeling of his chest rising and falling sends you to sleep in no time, even if your arm is kinda falling asleep under his. he's always vocal about the minor inconveniences that happen to him but he loves you enough to not complain when his arm falls asleep, too. (thanks, joo).

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☆ xdinary heroes masterlist ☆ ...when you fall asleep on them ☆ warning(s): mentions of urination, drooling, long/short haired you ☆ word count: 768 ☆ genre: attempted humor, fluff ☆ requested: Hey! I Hope you’re good. I have see that your request are open, and I wanted to know if it is possible to make a reaction of xdinary heroes members when you fall asleep on their lap or shoulders? - @la-grenouilles-posts

៚Gunil

semi-prideful when you do because you trust him that much

adores your cute snoring noises

The very first time you had fallen asleep on his lap, he was so happy and a bit prideful when you did. You were being vulnerable with him and he appreciated it. When you had woken up, he was there beaming at you, like a puppy. You had been taken aback with, what you perceived as, a mischievous smile on his face. "What did you do? Did you draw something on my face?" You asked, whipping out your phone and looking at your camera to be sure. "No, you were just adorable and I'm just smitten with you, that's all." he laughed a little as you continued to accuse him of causing trouble, playfully.

៚Jungsu

absolutely adores it when you accidently do it one time

internally squealing at how cute you were

This week had been particularly hard for you. You had pulled 4 all night-ers in a row. Balancing work, school, and everything in between was proving to be more difficult than you anticipated. Today, you had made plans to spend some time with Jungsu before you had to head into work. However, your body had different plans. Jungsu knew you had been over working yourself lately, so, when you inevitably fell asleep on his shoulder while watching a movie, he let you and couldn't help but coo at how cute you looked dribbling drool on his shoulder as you slept. When you had woken up, you were so confused as to where you were but once you had oriented yourself, you wiped your face and profusely apologized for drooling on him, your face burning from embarrassment.

៚Gaon

most of the time it's him falling asleep on you

loves it when you do it though

He dared not move, you were too at peace for him to even want to move but the problem was that he needed to pee. Really badly, he had been sitting like this with you for about an hour. He was practically ripping at the seams to go. But you were too cute for him to want to move! He didn't want to wake you up! But he absolutely has to...he taps you on the shoulder, "[name]...[name]...!" you slowly woke up, "sorry to wake you, but I really have to pee. You can go back to sleep on my lap when I come back." you nodded and he took off to do what he needed to, following through with his promise afterward.

៚O.de

thinks its cute when you talk in your sleep

protects you from being woken up

You were at the studio, enjoying your time with the whole group. But your social battery was running low. So, naturally, you wound up crashing out as the boys started to filter out, leaving you and Seungmin alone. you were fast asleep on his shoulder. "Forgot my chapstick." Jooyeon said as he slammed the door open. Seungmin pressed a finger to his mouth shushing the younger with an angry expression on his face. "Sorry." The younger answered, slowly leaving and closing the door softly.

៚Junhan

doesn't mind it, barely notices it

absent mindedly plays with your hair

The gentleness in which he was playing with your hair as you curled up on his lap, was heaven to you. It was just so calming and relaxing, often times, you fell asleep on him. He didn't mind it, it was just something you guys did regularly without even thinking about it. No, he wasn't one for physical affection but this wasn't something that bothered him all that much. He liked it, in fact. He got to put cute hair styles in your hair without waking you up. You had woken up a number of times with a whole different look than what you had fallen asleep with. Today was no different, when he had cute little pigtails.

៚Jooyeon

absolutely lives for it when you do

teases you when you wake up for making his shoulder sore

He would scorch the whole earth for you. He would do absolutely anything for you and was proven time and time again every time you laid your cute head on his shoulder nearly everyday when you needed your post lunch nap. His shoulders killed every time afterward but he let it happen. "You have a heavy head." He'd tell you. "And you love it, suck it up." you replied in a half awake state. He'd ruffle your hair and give you a forehead kiss before starting something in the house that needed to be done.

[blue-jisungs]

love burning brighter than a fire

author's note. this is for zanzan @slytherinshua actually <3

genre. fluff, lil angst + comfort, might seem suggestive (i am sososo sorry this man just awekens some kind of beast in me); kindergarden teacher!y/n x firefighter!seungmin <3

extra info. mention of fire n burns ! vcha and nmixx cameo teehee

word count. 2828 (so satisfying lmao)

“so, my beloved lilies, today is a career day! i decided to give you a small surprise and asked someone very brave to come here today. any guesses?” you asked cheerfully, clasping your hands. 

one of the small hands sprung up and lily shouted before even you told her to.

“a soldier!”

“wo- ah, no” you laughed nervously. bringing a soldier to meet kindergarteners could be quite… traumatic “but that person saves lives…”

“a doctor?” camila asked shyly.

“a close guess! maybe last hint: that person has to do something with…” you stopped to make some suspense, curiosity twinkling in the kids’ eyes “... fire!”

a gasp could be heard in the small crowd.

“firefighter! firefighter! firefighter!” haewon shot to her feet and started jumping excitedly while you clapped.

“bingo!” you hummed “let me go get him. please be nice and remember, what do we say?”

“hello, nice to meet you!” the choir of children's voices answered confidently and you sent them a thumbs up. then you left the room and saw the firefighter looking at the kids’ drawings with a huge smile. you tiptoed and wrapped your hands around his waist. the man didn’t budge and just put his hand over yours. 

“they seem very excited to meet you” you mumbled into his back and peeked to look at the drawings “it’s cute, isn’t it? that’s me and bae, she drew it” 

your partner huffed.

“the size of your head is about right” he said and turned around.

“shut up. she just has a huge heart and it shows in her gestures” you scoffed, poking his exposed arm.

“‘shut up’? that’s not a nice word” seungmin teased, causing you to roll your eyes.

“just get your ass in there” you pointed at the door with a dangerous glint. seungmin saluted, following your orders.

“yes, ma’am” he said and went to open the door and hold it for you.

well, apparently the stare worked not only on disobedient kids.

he walked in and the girls giggled. you gave them a wink.

“hello, nice to meet you!” they shouted rhythmically, waving at him.

“hi everyone!” you watched his smile grow ten times bigger. he waved back “and hello ms y/n”

he reached his hand. you scoffed and greeted him. right, the kids didn’t know that was your fiancé. his foxy smile only amused you even more.

“hello, mr seungmin. we are very honored that you agreed to meet with us today and tell us a bit about your profession” you grinned and let go of his hand. “for starters, mr firefighter will share something about himself and then you’ll be able to ask questions”

“it’s my pleasure to be here” he smiled and you noticed the tenderness in the way he looked at the cute, intrigued kids. “i’ve been a firefighter for about four years now but before i volunteered at the local station and went through basic training. it is a quite dangerous job and requires a lot of responsibility but i love it” 

you scanned the faces of your group. the twelve girls looked very interested, nodding their heads. 

“i even brought some equipment to show you!” 

they squealed in excitement and you just sent him a huge smile. 

another hour went by in a blink of an eye. the girls could try the helmets, gloves and boots - seungmin even brought small coats. he also went through the usage of a fire extinguisher (even though the instructions were very simplified). after taking pictures of the kids in the firefighter attire, he prepared a quick quiz and then they could ask questions. 

kaylee, the youngest, rose her hand shyly.

“did you ever save a cat?” she mumbled, almost incoherent. seungmin broke into a huge smile and nodded.

“i did! it ran away and was too scared to come down. it returned safely to its owner” he answered and you held eye contact with him. kaylee wanted to ask something else - you could tell by the way she fiddled with her fingers and her gaze stuck in her little shoes. 

then, she walked up to you and whispered her question. you giggled and nodded.

“what was the cat’s name?” you asked, trying to stop your lips from stretching into a huge smile. 

“simba”

you huffed. simba was your cat, that’s how you two met. he saved simba and in return you gave him your number. the rest was history.

“do you, like, have a pole to sling down?! like in 'fireman sam'?!” kyujin asked, too excited to even raise her hand. seungmin laughed and you noticed some of the girls whispering. 

“we do, yes. we use it in a case of an emergency. maybe one day, if your lovely teacher agrees, you could come visit us. and slide down”

they all gasped and looked at you with sparkles of hope in their eyes.

“we’ll see” you smiled. 

keira rose her small hand politely.

“yes?” seungmin nodded.

“did you ever got in a fire so serious that you had to go into a hospital?” she asked calmly. 

your fiancé hummed in thought, tapping his chin.

“no, i don’t think so. i did get burned once but it wasn’t serious. it’s thanks to our suits. and hopefully it’ll stay that way” he answered, quite surprised by such a serious question. 

jini, jiwoo and savanna kept whispering loudly but you couldn’t decipher the words.

“any more questions?” you cleared your throat. jini nudged kendall, who was listening to them.

“do you have a girlfriend?” she asked and it caused quite a chaos. all the girls started giggling and laughing. 

seungmin exchanged looks with you. 

then, he rose his hand.

“i regret to inform you but i’m engaged” he laughed and pointed at his ring. they sighed in disapproval. you could see cogs turning in lexi’s head. she scanned his ring and then yours. 

“out teacher is engaged too!” lexi grinned. 

“well, that’s true but–” you started, trying to think of a possibly logical answer. 

“so what? that’s like… she could be engaged to anyone” sullyoon huffed and lexi crossed her arms.

“hey, that’s out of the topic. does anyone want to ask something else?” you cut them off sternly but not raising your voice. they shook their heads.

“can we draw something for mr seungmin?” savanna asked with a pout. 

“of course” you nodded and watched them run to the tables, already squealing and giggling. 

he walked up to you, arms crossed. 

“how do you manage to do that all day…” he sighed and you just nudged his side. 

“i could ask you the same thing. they are like fire in a way, huh?” you chuckled and saw lily eyeing you two “they liked you”

“good. i was nervous” seungmin admitted.

you chatted quietly, waiting for the kindergarteners to finish their art pieces. occasionally, your fiancé would subtly brush his fingers against you with a sneaky smile.

three days passed since the career day and seungmin has been acting a little strange. not weird or suspicious but something definitely shifted in him. 

it was the way you treated those kids. you were so gentle and caring, love on your eyes – even though they weren’t yours. his mind couldn’t help but wander… how would you act with his children. he found himself imagining a small family, something that you never really discussed. he knew you loved kids, hence your profession of a kindergarten teacher and studies in pedagogy. 

you were snoozing on his bare chest, leg thrown over his. it was a lazy sunday, a rare occurrence of you two having a day off. it was past noon, the warm dinner made you sleepy so you decided to take a nap. seungmin too but he woke up and grabbed his phone, not wanting to wake you up. 

his left hand was wrapped around your silhouette, drawing small circles on the skin of your hip that got exposed by your shuffling in your slumber. his other hand scrolled on instagram, reading all of the old reels that his friends sent him. 

then he started exploring his for you page and clicked on a vid with a baby. dressed in a fox onesie. 

a smile formed on his lips, liking the video. he’d definitely dress up his child in a fox onesie. 

you tucked your head under his chin and sighed softly in your sleep. he continued to scroll down, the beyond cute videos of kids taking over his feed. 

it clicked suddenly - he was having a baby fever. with a grunt he shook his head. he has to keep his cold and mysterious facade–  

“you’re watching baby videos?” 

shit.

he sighed and moved his free hand to rest it atop your head, ruffling your hair.

“yes” he answered shortly, swiping down. a reel of a baby trying to say their first words. 

he turned off his phone and sighed. you decided to climb on top of him and he saw your grin. even though your features were still sleepy and hair messy, you looked energetic. 

“i don’t know, i just… when i saw you with the girls… they were so cute and you treated them so gently” he mumbled shyly. you leaned down and grabbed his chin gently, locking eyes with him. “and i have a baby fever, okay? i just… we’re getting married next year and i know we’re still young but i want to have a baby with you. one day… if you want to, too”

seungmin could swear that the smile that broke on your face was the largest he had ever seen. you nodded and your answer was quite simple: your soft lips landed on his. sweet taste lingered on his tongue as he kissed you back, heart growing in his chest. 

soon enough your hands started roaming on his bare chest, toned body warm underneath your fingertips. once out of breath, you pulled away. with blushed cheeks you traced the ink tattooed a little below his ribs, feeling the slow rise and fall of his ribcage. 

“maybe i’ll add two dates here in the future” your fiancé reached for your hand and placed a gentle kiss on each of your fingers, not breaking eye contact. 

then, out of the blue, he flipped you and had you pinned to the mattress. his necklace was dangling in your face. seungmin leaned in and softly kissed his way down from your nose to your neck. 

the chilly breeze in the room could be the reason for the hair standing on his neck but it was probably the way you played with his hair. 

“if it’s a boy… hyungjun…” he murmured, pillowy lips tickling your skin. your body shook with laughter, the sound like music for his ears.

“we are not naming our child after your best friend” you kept on giggling, the idea cracking you up “what, so if it’s a girl it’s gonna be jiseokette? jooyeonlia?” 

he snorted and looked at your face, a lopsided smile adorning his features.

“you have a point” seungmin smiled and just when he was about to kiss you again, lips quite literally against yours, a ring phone echoed through the room. you knew it was his due to the fact that he had his favorite song set up as the tone. 

with a dramatic, guttural groan and a roll of his eyes, he rolled to the side and reached his cellphone. 

as he talked, you went to trace his tattoo yet again. your mind kept wandering to the image of your own small family. fingers brushing against the ink and then moving to trace the moles and beauty marks scattered on his honey-colored skin. 

suddenly, your fiancé sprung to his feet and ended the call. throwing hurriedly one of his tank tops, he started looking for something.

“what is it?” you asked, concern ringing in your voice.

“a really massive fire in a block of flats. they still haven’t located the source and the cause but apparently it’s a quite old building and there’s a risk of collapse. they haven’t rescued everyone yet. i need to go” he spat out words like a machine gun, collecting his necessary items. then, he walked up to you and placed a quick kiss on your lips “i will be back, love you”

and with that, he hurried out.

you were always nervous when seungmin got calls like that. it is a part of his job but you can't stop the panic from overtaking your thoughts little by little. with a racing heart you made the bed and decided to distract yourself with grading a file full of drawings. you had to do it anyway.

the door opened with a quiet creak, the heavy footsteps waking you up. glancing at the clock you realized its past three am. 

“seungmin?” you called, voice sleepy. your arms stretched involuntarily, due to the cramped position you fell asleep in. 

“it’s me, baby” he answered and went into the room. the light that you forgot to turn off casting illumination on his face. face full of scratches.

“oh my goodness, what happened?” you asked in a panicked voice, standing up to rush to him.

he shook his head, and then pointed at his bandaged arm. 

“got burned. do we have a first aid kit? i rushed out of the hospital before they took care of my handsome face” seungmin asked, voice soft.

“of course we do. wait, the hospital?” you repeated and stood in place, frozen “are you even okay? you should go back!”

“i’m fine, they said. it’s just the burn that needed urgent care. besides, others got more burns” seungmin sighed and sat down at the dinner table, closing his eyes. you gulped, heart racing. he heard you pace around and soon enough you were standing between his legs. he hissed quietly when you did so, your eyes shooting wide.

“i might… have smaller burns. but i’m okay, i promise” your fiancé opened his eyes and sent you a reassuring smile “everyone is alive and that’s what matters,okay?”

“but… the burn…” you bit your lip, concerned. you just took a deep breath and started cleaning the scratch looking wounds on his face. 

“i’ll be fine. who’s a firefighter without a burn scar, hm?” he hummed “and those… you won’t believe it”

you just frowned. a groan left his lips when he felt the stinging feeling above his right brow.

“one of your girls lived in that building. lily.” he said quietly and you blinked, halting your movements. tears gathered in your eyes, thinking of all the–

“she’s fine, she’s alive! i should’ve specified that. sorry, darling. she’s okay” seungmin panicked and pulled you onto his lap, clenching his jaw at the faint pain. but he had to comfort you.

“how… how did you know?” you asked, trying to calm down. he needed your help, not tears. but the sole thought of seungmin or lily getting trapped in the dangerous grips of fire…

“someone told me there’s a girl in the apartament. i went it to save her and i recognized lily. she must’ve been listening well to me when i visited your kindergarten, you know? she was doing everything i told the girls in case of a fire emergency. i grabbed her and left but she suddenly started panicking. only when i left and took off my helmet she calmed down… for a moment, at least”

your heart swelled. lily was a bit chaotic at times but also mature for her age. 

“i think it was the anxiety. she accidentally scratched me because she started panicking where her parents were. i helped her look for them” he explained and rubbed your arm “they were fine. no one got hurt.”

“except you” you sniffed and pulled away, returning to patch his small wounds.

“it’s a risk i’m ready for” he hummed and watched you. “i’m sorry i scared you like that”

you just shook your head and once the scratch was cleaned, you put the only bandaid you had. one with my little pony characters on it.

“are you sure your burn wound doesn't need any more help? i can drive you to the hospital” you asked, worry pooling in your eyes. seungmin just cupped your cheek, his hand warm and calloused against yours. 

“no. although i know what would make me feel better” he smiled softly. 

“meds? tea? anything you need, just tell me” you asked but he just pulled you closer and sealed your lips with a passionate kiss. it was a bit rough, in a way that you could feel his plump lips imprinting on yours. but you knew why; he just wanted to make sure you’re here, and he’s here, and you will be together. no fire will be able to burn your intertwined souls.

“i need you, nothing else” he said when he leaned away, wiping a tear that escaped your eye “don’t worry about me”

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taglist. @primoppang ,, @mon2sunjinsuver,, @eternalgyu ,, @haecien ,, @slytherinshua

[viasdreams]

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jungsu boyfriend texts !!

a/n: im so jealous of the keys on his keyboard because they get to be fingered by him 😒

[joocomics]

no because you’re def onto something w buzzcut seungmin bec i always see him as someone who is so confident and borderline cocky…like he knows he is hot as fuck….just imagine him just leaning against a door frame with his freshly cut hair and you telling him how much you love it and he just looks down at you and leans his head to the side and goes “oh yeah?” AJSJDKDK AM I CRAZY OR IS THAT JUST SO????? - ur bday twin

tags: neighbours au w buzzcut!seungmin

your neighbour!seungmin, the guy next door, who’s constantly having people over - parties, hook ups, he’s never alone at home. and when he’s not home - god knows what he’s up to. he doesn’t seem dangerous nor a bad person - he greets you every time you run into each other in the elevator, he also talks politely to the elders who live in the same building, asking them how they’re doing and helping them out by carrying their bags full of groceries - he just seems a little bit reckless, a little bit too confident. and that’s enough for you to form a crush on him.

One night, you spot him in front of his door, fingers hooked on the loop of his jeans as he takes his keys. You just had a nice night out with friends, the adrenaline is still slightly high in your body.

You live in the apartment right next to his, but something has your steps slowing down, and this time the reason isn’t the giddy sensation you feel in his presence, but…

Is that a buzzcut?!

“New haircut?”

Seungmin tilts his head at the sound of your voice.

The second his eyes look at you, slightly surprised, slightly amused… you realise what you had just did; how you just blurted that out like that.

How you just admitted you’ve been checking him out.

“You noticed, huh?” He leaves his keys hanging from his hand while running the other one over his freshly cut hair.

“It’s kinda hard not to,” you let out a chuckle in order to match his casualness, though your gaze alternates between the floor and his silhouette pretty obviously. “You look really good.”

You finally make your way to your door.

“Oh yeah?” Seungmin’s lips curve into a satisfied grin. “Thanks.”

Your heartbeat speeds up as you catch him getting closer instead of entering his place.

He leans against the wall, studying your face shamelessly. You’ve never been this close to each other before.

“Wanna feel it?”

“What?” You laugh.

He tilts down his head slightly, pointing at his scalp.

“My buzzcut,” he draws out teasingly, “everyone wants to touch it. It’s a thing, apparently.” He shrugs casually, but you can tell that he’s been enjoying the attention.

You let out another quiet laugh, but you reach out anyway. It’s rough, slightly warm… electric. You brush your fingers once, then twice - maybe you let them linger for a little bit too long.

“Yeah, I can see why,” you murmur, “it’s addictive.”

Seungmin brings back his vision on you. A self-assured smile appears on his face - which is now somehow sharper and even more alluring. Your stomach flips, the way it did when he said hi for the very first time.

“We can do it again sometime,” he says.

His eyes seem slightly glossy, maybe from a drink or two as he lets his gaze flicker to your mouth.

Your wordless reaction keeps the knowing smirk on his lips as he gives you a wink before going back to his door and slipping inside his apartment.

a.note ! the only thing you’re crazy for is that you’re feeding the monster inside me THAT’S NOT NICE I HAVE VERY WEAK SPIRITS OKAY 😭

[chericherilvr]

can’t stop thinking abt xdh trying to sneakily find out your ring size so they can propose to you </3 I fear im a SUCKER for that trope it’s so cutie. I fear I’m a sucker for any domestic trope actually 😔

NAAAAHHH WHY WOULD YOU PUT THIS IDEA IN MY HEAD NOW I CANNOT FUNCTION AKJFHKGFKAIIWH.KGDS,F

the ones who would steal rings from you

Jooyeon and his stealing tendencies (like what we talked about pokemon cards) he wouldn't even be discreet, picking up your favourite ring right after you take it out, and then gas-lighting you into thinking you've lost it. He would give you so many cuddles because you're sad, he's just your hero!! (he is the cause of all your problems, for sure, stop playing the good guy joo and gimme back me rare poke card and my fav ring!)

Junhan he didn't know how to get it otherwise... It truly was a last time decision, but he didn't know a way out. So he sneaks in your jewelry box, picks up a couple rings, and tries to sneak out... But you catch him: "Sorry I-" "there rings won't fit you silly, I wear a size number and you're another, just use your rings" didn't even have to ask fully, but he got your size at the end saur..

the ones who measured it

Gunil who at night lightly used a thread string to measure it. Who is truly thankful that you didn't wake up even after he fought through hell and back to get it right. Who didn't know what to do with that later so he went into the ring shop with a short pink string and an awkward smile hoping it would work.

Jungsu and his whole plot against you. Having now tried so many different ways: asking your friends, trying to pick a ring you have, eyeballing it. But nothing worked out. So he puts you in front of a camera for a "trend" and tied a white ribbon on your ring finger. Once the video was recorded (and you giggled while watching it) he took the ribbon out carefully and ready to be measured!!

the smart ones with a plan

Gaon who since day one keeps a notebook filled with your details. One he had even before meeting you called "my soulmate's diary" which in it had many questions he wanted to ask his soulmate. Gaon who since early into the relationship he kept track of everything and asked all the questions. Who gave you a paper a couple months in with questions to answer, you blushing while replying your ring size. Who knew the size at the same time he knew you were your soulmate.

Ode who one day took you out shopping. And you both ended up in a jewelry store and he told you to pick anything up. Who took note of the ring sizes you picked. Who made the request to jokingly fill all your fingers with rings fancy mv style. Who took a picture of the ring finger's ring size. Who wrote down details of the things you liked on your rings. Who had the perfect ring sitting on his closet for the past weeks.

[xdinari]

Valentine's Tradition

summary you and your best friend have always spent valentine's together since you're both single, but this year something's different

word count 4,210

tags they both think it's unrequited (it's not), gender-neutral op, heart-felt, funny, fluff, best friends to lovers, bi jiseok, amusement park, they are so in love it's sickening, oblivious x oblivious, dumb & dumber, getting together, happy ending, comfort for myself, jiseok is so cute I'm gonna--

Being friends with Jiseok was probably one of the best things that’s ever happened to you: partially, because he was the only person that knew more about the dead matter than trends, which made him an easy target, but also because he was the most stupid genius you’ve ever met.

That’s all you could think of as you’re currently sitting on his bed behind him, trying to untangle the hair stuck with chewing gum. “Who the fuck takes a nap with gum in their mouth, I swear to god-” You mumble to yourself as the man was wincing, trying to defend himself.

“It’s not like I did it on purpose! I was just on my phone and next thing I know I’m her-OW!Can you be more gentle?? I’m sensitive!” Your friend complains, to which you simply reply by pulling on his hair once, earning a loud groan from the other. “I’m starting to regret calling you over.”

The remark only makes you chuckle, holding back a smile as you shake your head twice. “You didn’t, it’s Valentine’s, I’m always here on Valentine’s.” Jiseok huffs with a hidden beam, looking back at you.

“And who had that idea three years ago?” He asks proudly, fluttering his eyes, your own rolling as you force his head to its original position, ordering him to stay still as you focus on the piece stuck in his hair.

“Okay I think I got it.” You say, Jiseok giving you a questioning look, but before he could even process you reaching over the scissors on his desk, a chunk of his hair was cut off.

As soon as the clipping sound is heard, he reaches over the back of his hair with wide eyes, frantically touching it as he jolts his head towards you, eyes getting even bigger as he sees the piece of hair with gum being held between your fingers.

“I ASKED YOU FOR HELP, NOT TO MAKE ME BALD!” He whines, taking the piece of hair in his hand and holding it close to his chest dramatically.

You laugh and call him stupid, before getting up, making your way to the living room. “So, do we have to go buy snacks or there’s enough?” You ask, only to be stopped by Jiseok’s hand dragging you back inside his room.

“Actually…I was thinking we could do something different this year.” He suggests a hint of nervousness tugging at his voice. You tilt your head confused, blinking a couple times.

The tradition of you two spending Valentine’s together because you were single started well…three years ago, because funnily enough you met on that same day by complete chance as his boyfriend broke up with him in the most romantic day of the year (asshole) so he had no other choice than to watch the stupid romantic movie by himself at the cinema.

The cinema you were at to watch a movie by yourself because your friends ditched it at the last minute so there you were, tired, annoyed and next to Jiseok because you were somehow stupid enough to mistake the room number and instead of a horror movie, a rom-com was about to start and by the time you realized, it was too late to leave so you just accepted your faith.

Your friendship started around halfway through the movie when you muttered a snarky comment under your breath about the main character, earning a cackle from Jiseok, who was trying to hold in a laugh, head ducked down. When you turned your attention to him, small giggles leaving your lips as well, you somehow knew he was about to be a constant in your life.

Becoming friends with Jiseok was easy: he was fun, intelligent and he was the only person that could make you go from sobbing with snot running down your face to holding your stomach from laughter in less than ten minutes.

Falling for Jiseok was so easy too, he was, and still is, the most loveable human you’ve come across. Loving Jiseok is easy because Jiseok himself is easy to love, and although you’ve spent the last year stealing glances at him and quietly crying yourself to sleep when he’d go on a (thankfully) failed date, you wouldn’t have it any other way because having Jiseok in your life, even as simply a friend, was more than enough.

However, Jiseok suggesting you two do something different made your brain go into overdrive for a few moments, thoughts about him figuring out you like him and wanting to pull away racing through your mind before he speaks up, interrupting your train of thought: “I wanna go to the amusement park!”

You blink at him, tilting your head curious. “The amusement park?” You frown, letting yourself be pulled closer by the man, his hands gentle but secure around your wrists as he smiles down at you, making it harder and harder to stop yourself from glancing down at his lips.

“Yep yep, they’re doing a Valentine’s special this year, I heard even the House of Terror is Love Themed!” He grins wider, letting go of your wrists to wiggle his hands in front of your face, causing you to let out an annoyed scoff, looking to the side before turning your attention back to your friend.

“You couldn’t have told me that before I came over in sweatpants? I don’t even have a jacket with me, I thought we’d stay inside!” You complain, playfully hitting his chest a couple times, but the taller simply smiles softly, mimicking your head tilt.

“You look good, it’s better to be comfortable for the rides than to dress flashy, you know that. Plus, I can land you one of my hoodies, don’t be so dramatic, it’s not as if you don’t have options.” He raises an eyebrow, opening his closet for you to look through it. “But if you don’t feel like it, that’s fine too.”

You roll your eyes and complain about him being annoying, because that’s safer than kissing his cheek because he’s stupidly cute and mindful of your comfort. Wearing Jiseok’s clothes was something you’ve been doing for years because admittedly, he had good taste and it was more convenient than walking around with a bag of clothes whenever you had a sleepover.

However, lately, it’s something you avoided doing because wearing his clothes meant having his cologne lingering on your body even hours after you’ve taken it off and it only served as a painful reminder that you need to bite your tongue and if not forget, at least ignore your feelings for him, because he doesn’t deserve to lose you as a friend or feel uncomfortable.

Suppressing your feelings for Jiseok has been hard, but you would consider yourself to be quite a good actor. The way you act is still the same, and yet it’s been harder and harder to hold yourself back from blurting out your feelings for him, especially since your brain has been in overdrive and has been trying to convince you that he is testing the waters with you because he likes you too.

Foolish thoughts, truly, how could Jiseok ever like you? He’s everything you’re not and you’re just…you. Even with all that in mind, when he swiftly places his hand on your lower back to pass you by and grab his own hoodie when there was plenty of space for him, when he hugs you just a bit too long or when he smiles at you with fond eyes when he thinks you’re not looking, you can’t help but wonder if it would really be that bad of an idea to give it a shot.

“Okay, so I was thinking, we get the food, we do the carts, then the Terror House and maaaybbee the Jumping Frog after?” He clasps his hands together, eyes squinting as he looks around. You find yourself smiling at him with your head tilted to the side, the only thing on your mind being how pretty the glint in his eyes looks, before pulling yourself together, clearing your throat when he looks back at you.

“You really think having food before any of that is a good idea?” You challenge with an unimpressed look, to which the older whines cutely.

“But I’m hungry, I didn’t think you’d agree with this so I was saving myself for the family sized pizza we would’ve ordered!” He pouts, hands rubbing his face dramatically.

You let out a small laugh, shaking your head as you grab his wrist, tiredly dragging him to the closest food truck. “You’re impossible, you know?”

“That’s exactly what makes this friendship so interesting.” He scoffs, poking his tongue out before ordering food for the both of you. “Then should we do the arcade spot first?” He asks while eating and walking around, entering the venue once he finishes his food before letting you reply.

“Sure Jiseok, Let’s go inside, I agree with your idea, thank you so much for considering my feelings!” You mumble to yourself, only for Jiseok to mock you cutely, handing you one of the toy guns attached to the machine he decided to stop at. Giving him a nasty look as you started the game was useless because he knew you always let him get his way, and this time was no different.

You two have been to the amusement park before, but that was before that night when he came over your house after midnight unannounced, hair a mess and red eyes asking if he could stay over because his crush at the time liked someone else and he needed you, making you realize that if it was Jiseok, it didn’t matter you had a midterm the next morning, or that you’ve been feeling like shit yourself, because you’d much rather hug him and watch stupid science documentaries for six hours than let him feel like he’s not the easiest person to love in the world.

It’s not like you didn’t know before that, it’s more that you didn’t quite allow yourself to feel it, but when his head was laying on your lap, eating ice cream while overexplaining the string theory, switching to guitar talk and then ending up telling you about the time he stabbed his toe in class so hard they had to take him to the nurse’s office in the span of five minutes, you couldn’t help but smile to yourself as you were playing with his hair and wishing you could kiss him to make him shut up before he chokes on his food.

So now, being with Jiseok, holding onto his arm as you two were screaming your lungs out as you were walking around the Terror House, was different. It was different because when you two stumbled against a wall and you found yourself pressed before the hard surface and Jiseok’s chest that was moving due to his laughter, for some reason, the space between your faces seemed to get even smaller, and you could swear you saw him catch his breath while looking into your eyes.

The Gyro Spin was…uncomfortable to say the least. The MCs kept alluding to you and Jiseok being a couple no matter how many times you corrected them, being held closely by him wrapping his arm around you securely, surely didn’t help the accusations. As the machine got more aggressive, the both of you started moving more and at some point, Jiseok pulled you on his lap bridal style so he could wrap his arm around your legs protectively and hold onto the balustrade with his free hand while laughing.

You laugh too, partially because it was a funny situation, partially because your bodies were glued together and you were starting to feel like you were losing your mind. “Uhhh you wanna kiss meee!” Jiseok teases playfully when your face gets closer to him because of a sudden move of the machine.

The worst part is, he was right. You were trying to think of a witty reply but all you could blurt out was “So what if I do, huh?” You yell while gripping harder on the balustrade, and you could swear Jiseok’s brain malfunctions at that, eyes going wide as he stops in his tracks, grip loosening, making you both fall on the floor as the ride ends, earning a groan from you as he falls on top of you.

“Shit, are you alright?” He laughs, voice higher than intended as he helps you get up and walks with you, hands brushing your clothes off dirt, choosing to ignore your previous statement. Good. Maybe he’s oblivious enough to think of it as a sarcastic remark and never bring it up again. Good.

The sun settled already, and you were about to suggest going home since it was late, but Jiseok had other plans. “Hey uhm, so, do you wanna go on the ferris wheel?” He asks, stumbling over his words, voice more insecure than usual.

You shoot him a questioning look, glancing at the attraction and then back at him. “Isn’t that too romantic?” You try to joke, voice slightly shaky, not because the idea of being suspended meters in the air with him was unpleasant, but because this entire day felt like a torture chamber, like a trial of what life would’ve been like if he was your boyfriend, and the last thing you needed right now was to get on the most romantic attraction at the fair, knowing you are in fact not together and that you will in fact not kiss when you reach the top.

Jiseok blinks, a bit taken aback by your reply, expression falling slightly, a hint of hurt noticeable behind his eyes that he tries to quickly mask with a laugh and a shake of his head. “Ah, you’re probably right, let’s just go home, it’s late anyways!”

You frown slightly, grabbing a hold of his hoodie once he turns around to leave, making him stop in his tracks. “I didn’t say I didn’t want to.” You admit in a more vulnerable tone than intended, the other’s face instantly lighting up.

“I love youuuu!” Jiseok chimes happily kissing your cheek, before rushing to buy the tickets, and now it’s you who stops in your tracks, before shaking your head. Right, he loves you, as a friend. It’s something he says on a daily basis, it’s nothing out of the ordinary.

You underestimated just how painfully stressful being on that ferris wheel with Jiseok would be. The atmosphere wasn’t uncomfortable, it was peaceful silence as you both looked at the lit up stands at the fair and stars in the sky. It felt oddly intimate.

“Thanks.” Jiseok breaks the silence with a quiet voice.

You tear your attention from the moon and look at him, a slightly puzzled look on your face as you smile. “For what?”

“Agreeing to this, I know you don’t like changing plans last minute.” He says in a guilty tone, your eyes instantly softening. Fuck, You really really love him.

“It’s not that big of a change, we’re still keeping the tradition of spending it together. If you were to change that, I would’ve killed you.” You threaten playfully, earning a wholehearted laugh from your friend, his head thrown back before he looks back at you.

“Oh, so I’m just supposed to make sure to spend Valentine’s with you for the rest of my life, no matter what the circumstances?” Jiseok grins teasingly, eyes sparkling as he looks at you, arm wrapping around your seat, face getting closer to you.

“Of course, I’m always supposed to be a priority.” You try to joke, but it comes more like a shaky whisper when you feel the other’s hot breath close to you.

“You’ve always been a priority.” The black haired man whispers back sincerely, and you feel yourself gulping at the statement, wanting to cry so badly, because he is an evil person for saying such things and not meaning them in the way you want him to.

“You shouldn’t say things you don’t mean to sound that romantic when being stuck 250 meters in the air, Jiseok.” You argue in a small voice, eyes shifting to look down, trying your best to keep your composure.

“I never said I didn’t mean for it to sound romantic, though.” He corrects in a gentle tone, getting his face closer to you, his hand cautiously cupping your jaw and making you look at him.

You gulp once more, eyes scanning over his face as he does as well, and in your insanity, you could swear he is leaning closer. Before you could stop yourself you say: “What are you doing?”

Any other day, this would’ve sent Jiseok into a frenzy and made him do something stupid like pinch your cheek and play this off as him messing around with you, but with the way his thumb feels your pulse quicken and the fact that you’re not pulling away, he’s never been more sure of something in his life as he is in this very moment, that this is exactly what he’s supposed to do.

“Making sure you’ll be a priority next Valentine’s too.” He whispers with a small smile, eyes closing before his lips capture yours into a soft and slow kiss, as if testing the waters. Your breath hitches, and you have to resist the urge to pinch your thigh to make sure you’re not dreaming because if you are, you don’t want to wake up.

Jiseok is about to pull away after a short kiss, figuring you’re not kissing back because you don’t feel the same way, because he’s stupid and idiotic and how could he ever think that? So, before he gets to stop the kiss, you start kissing him back slowly, moving your body closer to his, hands holding onto the hem of his hoodie, a silent plea for him to not pull away.

A quiet laugh escapes his lips, more relieved than mocking, before he cups your face with both of his hands and starts kissing you more confidently, a wide smile spreading across his face when your fists tighten on the material of his hoodie. “You’re going to stretch my clothes.” He whispers jokingly between kisses.

“Please for once in your life, shut the fuck up.” You whisper back with a smile, earning a chuckle from the other who hums once before hugging your waist while kissing you, your own arms moving around his neck, holding him closer.

Eventually, you pull away, Jiseok’s forehead resting against yours, eyes still closed as he tries to calm his shaky breaths, unable to hide his smile and thumbs gently tracing patterns on the side of your waist. “Fuck, you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that…” He sighs, opening his eyes to look at you, your hands now caressing his face, a stupid smile present on your face.

“I’m pretty sure I’ve been wanting to do it for longer.” You argue, and when he shoots you a questioning look, you chuckle, taking a strand of hair out his eyes. “The night you came over crying because your crush liked someone else?”

“And who do you think was responsible for that?” He scoffs, making you widen your eyes as you point to yourself offended at the accusation. “Yeah, you! Can’t believe you liked Hyeongjun…he’s not even that good at guitar he just uses a lot of overdrive…”

At that, you can’t help but break into laughter, pulling away slightly to get a better look at him. “Where even did you get that idea from? Wait, that’s what made you come over like a kicked puppy and make me lose sleep before an exam??”

“I mean, the guys were talking about how much time you two were spending time together- and Jooyeon! That fucker said he saw you hug Hyeongjun! He doesn’t just hug anyone, you know?! Plus, asking a guy to teach you guitar is like Flirting 101, everyone knows that.” Jiseok scoffs while ranting, arms loosening around you but still keeping his hands on your waist.

You laugh more, shaking your head as you look at his pout fondly, pinching his neck. “You’re too stupid for someone this smart.” You note, poking your tongue back at him when he does. “We were hugging because he felt bad that I had to keep giving you romance advice knowing I liked you and I asked him not you because as you said, it is flirting 101, why would I want to make it obvious I had feelings for you and ruin our friendship, idiot?” You explain, a rage of emotions present on Jiseok’s face for each sentence that leaves your lips.

“Say that again.” Jiseok demands with a stupid grin present on his face, completely disregarding everything else you just said.

“Say what? That you’re an idiot? Gladly.” You squint unimpressed, but that doesn’t seem to bother the other who was too busy looking at you with big doe eyes and a bigger smile.

“And you like me.” He adds, to which you roll your eyes, stupid grin forming on your lips as well, because sadly, he’s right. Kind of. “You like meeeee!” He giggles, twirling his finger in front of you teasingly.

“Yeah, Yeah, I like you, so what? You like me too, you’re no better.” You glare at him, to which the black haired boy cutely shakes his head.

“Wrong!” He argues, voice stern, and your stomach flips unpleasantly.

“Wrong?” You blink, your voice quieter, wondering for a split moment if he is that evil to joke to this extent with you.

“Wroonnng!” He nods, now cutely nodding. “I love you.” He smiles, head tilting, voice as confident as ever. Your eyes widen and your voice gets stuck in your throat, but as you open your mouth, Jiseok waves a dismissive hand, smiling reassuringly. “You don’t have to, my feelings are mine and I’m sure of them, but you don’t have to say it back now.”

You were about to reply, but before you know it, your seatbelt is being unbuckled by the amusement park staff and you’re brought back to reality, so you bite back what you really wanted to say, because it feels like the opportunity was missed.

Jiseok, however, doesn’t seem to mind it. Quite on the contrary, he seems to be on cloud nine, smile not once leaving his lips and his doe eyes shining brighter than the stars. “Do we still do the sleepover?” You ask as you start walking, feeling the taller’s hand easily slip into yours, interlocking your fingers.

“Mmh, tradition is tradition.” He nods solemnly, pecking you once before walking towards the bus. And pecking you once more when you get inside the bus…and off the bus…and once in the middle of the street…and once more before opening his apartment door and…really every few minutes.

You’re not particularly complaining, it’s just that you’re still not sure this is a dream, and Jiseok has been having a blast doing whatever to you and have your only reaction be a shocked face and frozen body with eventual confirmation that you’re not against him being physically affectionate or him pulling you on his lap bridal style to watch the romcom you had in mind.

The last thing you remember is Jiseok’s lips kissing your temple continuously as he gently caressed your hair, your head resting on his chest while you looked up at him, the movie being the least interesting part of your night right now, still too afraid to pinch your thigh to test whether this was a dream or not.

When you wake up, you bury your face deeper into what you come to quickly realize is Jiseok’s neck, and when you feel your body be held closer, you look up only to see a messy haired and puffy faced Jiseok smile down at you, a raspy “Hi” leaving his lips before leaning down to kiss you shortly, nose brushing against yours once.

That was enough confirmation for you to understand last night was not a dream, so you cup his face and pull him in a loving kiss, earning a pleased hum from the older who simply wraps his arms around you tighter, smiling in the kiss. “Jiseok?” You whisper.

“Hm?” He hums once again, because morning Jiseok was a very quiet Jiseok.

“I love you too.” You whisper, and at that, the man pulls away with wide eyes, a shaky breath leaving his lips before erupting into a series of giggles, eyes sparkling, smile bigger than ever before.

“Say that again before I kill myself thinking I imagined it, please.” He begs cutely, making you laugh as you repeat it, eyes locked with his, your hands squishing his cheeks.

He squeals happily, hugging you as tightly as he can, before kissing you lovingly, mumbling a bunch of I love you’s, the room filled with soft laughs, and the rest of the morning consisting of small kisses and hugs.

It turns out, Jiseok wasn’t only easy to love, you were too, and somehow you were lucky enough to be loved by him of all people.

THE END