cyberstudent2002

[cyberstudent2002]

。・Tws when you fall asleep on their shoulder＊°

genre. Fluff, mutual pinning

pairing. Bff!tws x fem!reader

warning. non

an. I’m back guys, and I’ll never shut up about how I love their new comeback, I literally listen the full album every single day on my way to school, anyways live laugh tws

Shinyu

You were mid-way through watching a movie at his place, curled up on one side of the couch while he sat a little stiffly next to you, pretending he wasn’t hyper-aware of your presence. The day had been long, and you hadn’t realized how tired you were until your head slowly tilted… and landed gently on his shoulder.

His whole body tensed. Not in a bad way—just in a holy crap she’s touching me and I can’t breathe kind of way. He glanced at you, then at the paused screen, then back at you again. Your face was peaceful, and he noticed how the soft lighting made your features even gentler.

He didn’t move for a solid ten minutes. Afraid that if he did, he’d wake you up—or worse, mess up the moment. But your head started to lean in an uncomfortable angle, and Shinyu panicked quietly.

He gently cupped the back of your head, whispering, “You’re gonna hurt your neck like that…” and slowly helped you lie down more comfortably. His face flushed the entire time. He didn’t even finish the movie. He just sat beside you, making sure you had a blanket and were comfortable, watching you breathe softly with a tiny smile on his lips.

Dohoon

You’d been hanging out in his room, scrolling through playlists and arguing about who had the better taste in music. Eventually, your debates quieted and you just sat there, his hoodie wrapped around you, your head gently falling to the side… and landing right on his shoulder.

He stopped breathing for a second. Then slowly turned his head to look at you. You were fast asleep. He blinked, looked forward again, then turned back.

“…Really? Like that?” he whispered to himself, clearly amused.

And of course—being Dohoon—he pulled out his phone and took a photo. One silly 0.5x photo with your face smushed on his shoulder and him doing a peace sign, and another where he actually looked at you softly, the camera flipped so it looked like he wasn’t even taking it for himself.

After that, he gently adjusted himself so your head was leaning more on his chest and not awkwardly against bone. He ran a hand through your hair absentmindedly and whispered, “Next time, just tell me you want cuddles…” but his voice was barely audible. He stared at you, smile twitching, and whispered one last thing before going quiet:

“You’re lucky I like you this much.”

Youngjae

He didn’t expect it. You were sitting on the couch at his place, watching some movie he had insisted on showing you, and he thought you were just quiet because you were interested.

But then… thump. Your head tilted gently and landed on his shoulder.

“Wha—” his eyes widened, mouth slightly open as his body tensed. He froze like a statue. Then—squish. He gritted his teeth in that cute, soft-aggression way.

He wanted to scream into a pillow because you looked way too adorable like that. Like, unfair levels of adorable.

He grabbed the nearest blanket, covered you, then slowly scooted closer so your body didn’t lean too far and accidentally slide off. He glanced around, then—very carefully—rested his cheek on top of your head.

He ended up dozing off too, the two of you curled up in warm silence, breathing in sync. Neither of you talked about it when you woke up, but you both smiled the whole rest of the day like fools.

Hanjin

You two were lying on the floor of his room, some snacks between you and a movie playing on his laptop. You were poking fun at the characters, occasionally shoving each other playfully—until you stopped replying.

That’s when your head slowly dropped against his shoulder.

He panicked. “HUH—WAIT—”

He jerked, and the movement accidentally woke you. Your sleepy eyes blinked at him like a confused kitten.

“Sorry! Sorry, I didn’t—just—go back to sleep!” he whisper-shouted, waving his hands frantically. You blinked again, mumbled something incoherent, and leaned right back onto him.

This time, he didn’t move. He carefully leaned his head against yours and reached over to adjust your position. When your breathing evened out, he whispered, “You’re unreal…”

He ended up sitting there in silence, his hand slightly trembling as it hovered over yours, not brave enough to hold it—but wanting to more than anything.

Jihoon

He absolutely noticed the way your eyelids started drooping during your study session.

“Are you really falling asleep on me right now?” he whispered, grinning.

And then… your head dropped against his shoulder.

He melted. He laughed silently, then quickly pressed his lips together to keep from making noise. He didn’t dare move—just let you rest there while he stared forward, cheesing like an idiot.

After a few minutes, he slowly leaned his head against yours and whispered, “You’re never living this down.”

Later, in his camera roll:

• One blurry selfie of you two.

• One photo where he’s pretending to cry while pointing at you like “look at this sleepy traitor.”

• One zoomed in on your pouty sleeping face that he would never show anyone.

When you woke up, still dazed, he was just… looking at you. Soft eyes, smile on his face.

“You looked peaceful,” he said, gently brushing hair out of your face. “I kinda wanted to kiss your forehead. But I didn’t. I’m not that bold… yet.”

Kyungmin

It was study period in class, and the room had gone unusually quiet—except for the scribbles of pencils and the low murmur of sleepy students. You were exhausted, having stayed up too late finishing your project.

You didn’t even mean to fall asleep. Your head just dipped lower and lower, until it dropped softly… right against Kyungmin’s shoulder.

His pen froze mid-word.

He stared down at you, eyes wide. His heart started racing. He looked around to make sure no one saw (because he knew Hanjin would tease him to death), then slowly adjusted his posture so your head wasn’t hanging uncomfortably.

His hand hovered near your hair but didn’t touch. He just… watched. You looked peaceful. And tired. And far too pretty this close up.

He smiled faintly, feeling a bit helpless. This wasn’t the first time you dozed off around him—and it was always during school.

“Idiot,” he muttered under his breath, affection clear in his voice. “I told you not to pull all-nighters again.”

Still, he didn’t wake you. He let you rest the entire period, even if it meant not writing another word. His only job in that moment was making sure you didn’t get a stiff neck—or miss your chance to sleep peacefully for once.