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8unnieswrld · 5 years ago

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5 more minutes (Johnny Suh x Reader)

Word count: 1.8k

Requests: “Kiss me again” + “lol why u so short?”

Warnings: none shit is so cute

A/N: im literally so stupid i posted this but messed up in structure so i deleted it and took a week to redo it

You could feel a soft vibration coming from under your back as it shocks you from your sleep. The noise causes your heart to race as you roll over to reach for your phone. You couldn't even possibly begin to think who would be calling you, first thing in the morning. Nevertheless, silently cursing at them while thrashing your legs about angrily.

“Hello?” You grumble, head thumping as you roll over, placing your phone to your ear as you close your eyes once again.

“Y/N where are you? It's been 30 minutes and I-” You heard your boyfriend speak from the other side of the line, the background buzzing with chatter and laughter. Going silent you realise what Johnny was talking about.

You almost screamed at yourself when your eyes shot open, checking the time on your phone. You felt like you could just about kick yourself in the face right now as the large numbers stare you in the face.

11:30am

The ‘punch in the gut’ numbers haunt you as you roll out of bed running towards the bathroom, as best you could.

“Ha ha ha ha ha, the bus was late! Just uh- Let everyone eat first!” You laugh awkwardly. Tumbling into the bathroom, you flinch as the cold tiles touch your warm feet.

“You just woke up, didn't you?” Johnny sighs, chuckling a bit.

“I'm sorry! I set my alarm for 9:30 p.m. instead of a.m.! Tell the boys to start eating and i'll just order later!” You apologize while turning the faucet on the highest setting due to sheer panic, the abrupt action causing water to splash onto your phone, muffling Johnny’s laughter.

“It’s okay, I could have come and picked you up if you weren't so stubborn. I’ll come pick-” Johnny suggested before you cut him off, yelling.

“No! Babe, please eat first!”

You hear Johnny excuse himself from his bandmates at the table, explaining to them why he was leaving momentarily, causing them to all laugh and coo at you through the phone.

“I'll see you in a bit babe~” Johnny sings, before making kissy noises to the phone and hanging up.

Fuck.

You could not even believe the sheer idiocracy that you felt wrapping around your body as you stared into the mirror, a reflection haunting you.

“You’re so fucking stupid Y/N, you know?” You groan, smacking yourself on the head before violently turning on the faucet, yet again. Brushing your teeth and washing your face felt like a blip as you were running out of the bathroom, immediately towards your ‘I like to keep them in view because they’re pretty’ clothes rack to look for an outfit. Instinctively, you pause for a second to play music before picking your outfit. One that’s comfy enough to wear for a brunch but not too restraining on the stomach. As you were changing in your room you hear Johnny’s car pull up from outside, honking as if he wanted you to be dressed and ready to go when he arrived. You choose to ignore his signal, telling yourself that no one in their right mind could get ready that quickly. Pulling a dress over your head, you hear Johnny begin honking impatiently.

“Fucking hell.” You mumble, frustrated as you stomp towards the window, pulling it open to yell at him at the top of your lungs.

“I'M NOT READY!” You scream, poking your head out of the window slightly. Johnny laughs at this, amused as if you weren't almost an hour late to his best friend's insane engagement brunch. You reach behind your back, struggling to pull up the dress’ zipper. Fast paced footsteps carrying you to the mirror, rapidly spinning to see any potential issue. The sound of the front door closing causes you to flinch, even though you knew it was Johnny. You jiggle the zipper even faster trying to get it up before he walks in. You didn't even know why you wanted the dress up so quickly before he walked in, it's not like he had never seen you naked before, but right now you felt embarrassed and didn't even want to hear a word of it from Johnny. Frustrated, you scream in anger throwing yourself onto the floor in defeat while the non-compliant dress bundles at your feet. Johnny rushes towards your bedroom at the sound of the scream, quickly throwing the door open out of worry. The sight of you sitting in the middle of your room, pink silk dress bundled around you, hair messed up and half wet from washing your face, quickly dismisses his worried thoughts. Johnny could feel his heart soften, cherishing this simple moment in his mind as he smiles, walking over to you before placing you on your feet and zipping up the back of your dress.

Johnny’s hands felt cold on your warm flushed skin, hot from a mixture of anger, embarrassment and adrenaline. You look at him through the mirror, silently staring at him as he brushes your hair, not saying a single word. You had expected him to come in, laughing at you for setting your alarm wrong but I guess he could read your utter distress enough for him to stay silent, understanding. With one swift movement you turn around, hooking your arms around his torso, leaning into him with your face squished against his chest.

“Y/N it’s alright, no one is going to care.” Johnny comforted, stroking your head. You didn't reply, only getting up to walk towards your vanity which held all your makeup. Johnny opens your closet, grabbing a cardigan and an undershirt knowing how cruel the cold weather was to your health. He sits on the edge of your bed, close enough to feel heat radiate from you as he watches you apply makeup to your face. He decides to braid a strand of your hair to pass the time. One strand multiplied into two which then turned into 3. Johnny shuffles a bit, the fabric of his puffer jacket chafing together and creating sounds that faded into the music that continued to play. He pulls out his phone, sneakily taking a picture of you.

“Alright, I'm finished!” You announced, getting up from your seat to turn and look at your boyfriend. He smiles at you before handing you a black turtleneck to wear under your dress.

“You’ll get sick if you don't wear this.”

You roll your eyes, turning around as Johnny unzips your dress. Once you have shifted the straps of your dress off of your arms, Johnny places the turtleneck over your head, allowing you to pull it down and tuck it inside the dress before flattening out the layered material.

“Let's take a picture, we’re matching!” You laugh, finally paying attention to his outfit. Johnny was wearing a dusty pink button up shirt layered with a similar black turtleneck and a jacket. His outfit made you smile, realising that you had both unintentionally coordinated your outfits without communication. You stood in front of your wardrobe mirror, pulling out your phone as you pose awkwardly before Johnny stands next to you. His calming presence causes you to become more relaxed as you pose with him. You both took a couple photos, before you began to pose playfully with one another, completely unaware of the passing time. Johnny picks you up slightly which causes you to laugh as he takes more pictures. You cup his face in your hands as you giggle, staring at him full of love, quickly giving him an unexpected kiss. Johnny drops his phone, eyes wide as you smile, placing a kiss on his lips. He goes in for another before your eyes widen, seeing the time on the wall staring back at you like it had moments before on your phone.

“Johnny! Put me down we’re so late!” You squeal, kicking as you slide yourself off him, grabbing your belongings and his car keys. Johnny feels frustration build up in his chest as he whines playfully. He pulls you towards him once more as he huffs sitting down on your bed, kicking his feet like a child.

“Kiss me again Y/NNNNN~” Johnny whines, looking you in the eyes as he kicks his feet even more.

“Johnny we gotta go, we’re already so late.”

He pouts, eyebrows furrowing as he refuses to move, crossing his arms and puckering his lips. “Kisses. Now.” He demands, keeping up his childish demeanor.

You sigh, rubbing your temples as you move towards him, causing him to happily stand up and pucker his lips again, eyes closed and all.

A frown creeps onto your face. Who in the world would be unable to remember the difference in height between you two?

“Johnny... I literally cannot reach.” You announce, pushing his shoulders down as he laughs.

“Lol, why you so short?” He teases, causing you to hit his chest playfully to which he responded overdramatically by gripping his heart in “pain.” Apologizing, he bends down a bit till his face is just above eye level with you.

“Come on, I'm waiting~” He sings happily moving his body from side to side. You sigh, rolling your eyes playfully as you cup his face giving him repetitive pecks on the lips. He smiles into the kisses grabbing you by the waist as he pulls you both down, falling on the bed with a physical ‘oomf’. You laugh, but quickly turn to scold him for the sudden action.

“Johnny, we are literally so late! Jaehyun is going to be so upset!” You squeal, pushing his chest in an attempt to get up. Johnny barely moves, only nuzzling his head on top of yours. After repeatedly trying to escape and failing you sigh. Giving into his cuddling, you wrap your arms around his torso.

“Just 5 minutes Y/N. I barely see you.” He pleads, a more serious tone escaping his lips.

You bite your lip in guilt as you knew how far you and Johnny lived apart from one another, due to the fact you both attended different universities.

“Fine…” You mumble, placing a kiss onto his neck, the only place you could reach due to Johnny’s sheer strength and height. Laying in silence you could hear Johnny’s steadying heart beat rhythmically in your ear as you traced circles on his back. The silence was soon interrupted with Johnny’s phone ringing, sending waves of vibration over the entire bed. Johnny picks it up, placing it on his ear as he rolls over again to continue hugging you.

“Hyung! Where the fuck are you?” You could hear Mark question over the phone. Johnny and you both stay silent, looking at each other, desperately searching for a reply.

“Hello? Can you hear me?”

“Uh! Sorry Mark- Traffic’s real bad right now!” You panicked, getting up from the bed while silently motioning Johnny to do the same.

“Damn, the traffic’s that bad right now?” Mark laughs, causing you to facepalm in disbelief that he really believed the lie. “Alright...See you soon!” He greets before hanging up the phone.

“He is so stupid.”

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8unnieswrld · 5 years ago

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Can I request 10 + 13 with Yukhei?

Request: 10 "god you're so fucking cute" + 13 "how is any of this my fault"

Genre: fluff (pure fluff)

A/N: im sorry this took so long to get published, im not very vocal about my personal life but mental health be whack. I also wasnt sure what kind of genre you wanted this to be (fluff angst etc) so i just kinda did my own thing /shrug

Word count: 750

The cold night air tickles Lucas’s skin as he runs down the street chasing after his very drunk girlfriend and his younger friends.

“Yangyang!” Ten screams, running after the intoxicated younger boy who was pulling your arm as you wore a pair of heelies sliding down the street

“This is fun!” You yell, throwing your free arm up in the air.

“Y/N please get back here!” Lucas shouts, stopping briefly to catch his breath. Although he was scared out of his wits seeing his younger, intoxicated and morbidly irresponsible friend pull his girlfriend down the asphalt street in nothing but a party dress and some heelies, made his heart do all kinds of cartwheels.

It was halloween, the first you two are spending together. Hendery, Lucas’s younger frat mate decided to host a party to Kun’s dismay knowing the mess resulting from the party would be worse than any misdemeanour they’ve ever faced. The party started off slowly, a couple of friends here and there chatting and drinking obviously, Lucas at that time, eagerly waited for his girlfriend at the front of their dorm excited to see what you came as since you were so secretive about it. When you arrived, with a pout on your face Lucas was instantly worried as he pulled you into a hug.

“This is so generic” you had whined, closing your eyes as you hid your face in Lucas’s chest. You thought it’d be a good idea to come as a cute demon girl, however upon realising, so did 5 other girls.

After the night progressed further, you were quite happy with your choice of costume thanks to all the alcohol that ran through your system.

“You look so good though!” Ten yells, thrusting his cup into the air spilling some of its contents inside.

“Yeah Y/N no need to be upset!” Hendery Joins raising his cup as well. You laughed as you raised your own cup towards theirs colliding the three together as you let out happy laughter.

“Babe maybe you should slow down,” Lucas had warned, rubbing your thighs reassuringly causing you to spin your body to face his.

“Nah! I'll be fine im no basic bitch” you laughed planting a sloppy kiss on the edge of his lips.

All those events led to now, 500 meters away from the dorm at 4am in the morning.

“Yangyang! I swear to god if you don't get back here i'm going to sell all your shoes!” Ten yells throwing his arms around angrily almost as if he was having a tantrum at the younger boy. This however caused the younger to immediately stop, causing you to crash directly into him due to a lack of sensory response.

“Y/N!” Lucas yells, running over to you as you groan and complain loudly, weakly kicking the younger boy who laid on the wet road.

“Look what you’ve done!” Ten yells grabbing your legs to prevent you from further kicking the helpless boy. The cold asphalt road sinks into your skin causing your bones to go cold as tears begin to form in your eyes. Lucas sighs, looking down at you as you stare at the road before looking up into his eyes forming the stupid pleading face emoji. He forces himself not to giggle as he pulls you up, wrapping you in his jacket as you brush off the dirt from your hands.

“It hurts” you whine, glaring at Ten and Yangyang. Lucas laughs, spinning you around to face his chest as he begins to waddle down the road with you in his arms.

“God you’re so fucking cute.” Lucas mumbles, placing a kiss on the top of your slightly damp head due to the night mist.

“This is all your fault” you complain, pouting due to the amount of alcohol still in your system. “If you had just slapped all my drinks out of my hands i wouldnt be bleeding.” Sighing you look at your scratched palms, tingling sensation caused from the impact making the heat in your body rise from adreneline.

Lucas’s eyes shot open, grabbing your palms immediately to examine the scrape.

“See look at this, all your fault.” You tease.

“How is any of this my fault?!” He responds, raising his voice defensively. You laugh, planting a kiss on his overly large hands as they cup yours gently, avoiding touching the broken skin to inflict in pain.

“Uh guys! Not to alarm you or disturb your het fest but i think we’re lost” Ten yells, squinting a bit to look at the street signs.

“Shit.”

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