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Calling Them “Oppa” Just to See Their Reaction

(8/8) Jeongin

Warnings: slight angst, Jeongin feels insecure, argument

Note: Thanks for all the love on this series! Excited for the next one :) (also this is my first time writing innie so pls be nice thanks)

Being the maknae had its perks. Jeongin would be the first to admit it. His hyungs doted on him often and he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the attention. But when it came to you, it irked him. He hated when you babied him, even if it was just in a loving way. He would sigh and roll his eyes any time your voice would get high and squeaky.

On those weekends where Jeongin was basically living in the recording studio, you would try to make time to go out with your friends. This particular weekend, your friend group decided to go to your favorite bar. Everything had started out fine- the music was good, the drinks even better. You all were laughing and dancing and having a generally good time until a group of extremely drunk gentlemen wandered in your direction. They were creepy from the start, a little too handsy for any of your liking. You and your friends were trying to leave, but these guys somehow would cut you off and every attempt. Overwhelmed, you pulled out your phone and called the first number in your recent calls.

"Hello?" The Aussie accent rasped over the line, his voice sounding exhausted.

"Hey, Chris. I'm sorry to bother you, but there are some guys who won't let us leave the bar. Can you come help?" Your voice wobbles a bit at the end.

"Of course. I'll be there soon." He agreed and hung up.

Within 20 minutes, you see Chris enter the bar with Changbin and Jeongin following close behind. They scan the room, eyes landing on you as they make their way over. Chris and Changbin are clearly putting on their "tough guy" act, chests puffing out ever so slightly. But Jeongin seems like he's not acting. Like he's truly angry, his jaw ticking as he makes his way over to you. His arm goes around your waist immediately, pulling you close to his side as the two of you follow everyone else out. His eyes shoot daggers at the drunk guys who are now slumped against a table. They yell out something, but you can't hear them over the sound of the music. When you get to the sidewalk, you lean your head into your boyfriend and sigh.

"Thanks for coming, Baby." You smile up at him, but when he looks down at you, his eyes are narrow.

"We'll uh, make sure everyone else gets home safe, yeah? Seems like you two need to talk." Chris looks between the two of you and nods. You agree, sighing softly as you watch them all walk away. The walk to Jeongin's car was quiet, his irritation radiating off of him. Once inside the car, you reached for his hand.

"Are you upset, love...?" You ask softly, and he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, you noticed? Yeah- I'm more than upset; I'm pissed." His grip tightens on your hand ever so slightly. "Why didn't you call me?" He inhales deeply through his nose, his eyes trained on something far away.

"I was just panicking and-"

"And you called the manliest person you could think of?"

"Baby, that's not-"

"Even though I'm your boyfriend, I wasn't the first person you thought of when you needed help. You always do this, Y/N. You treat me like I'm some little baby- do you know how awful that feels?" He sighs deeply and shakes his head, looking down. "I want you to see me as a man. I want you to know you can rely on me in situations like this. God I just... You make me feel so insecure. Like, I'm not enough just because you're a little older." Even though he's upset, his hand never leaves yours. His emotions are raw, straight from the heart. You give his hand an assuring squeeze and nod.

"I'm so sorry, honey. I had no idea you were feeling like this. I'll be more mindful going forward, okay?" You speak softly, wanting to honor his vulnerability. He turns his head ever so slightly to look at you and nods, the smallest smile starting to grow on his face.

About a week later, the two of you were out to dinner. Coordinated outfits, fancy meal, soft candle light. It was a dream, honestly. You were fixing your hair, looking at it scrutinizingly in your pocket mirror as you waited for your food. Jeongin quietly watched you from across the table, smiling softly to himself.

"Oppa, does my hair look okay?" You asked, glancing over at him. He blinked once. Then again. After the third blink, pink began to bloom on his cheeks.

"What?" Was all he could muster. You chuckle; his reaction is amusing enough for you to say it again.

"I asked if my hair looked okay. Oppa, are you even listening?" You smirk, giving his hand a squeeze. He breathes out a laugh and nods heartily.

"Your hair looks perfect, baby. Always does." Something about the way he speaks shows how pleased he is. His chest puffs out a little, his entire posture changing ever so slightly. A level of confidence that you've only seen from him on stage suddenly emanates from him. If something as simple as calling him "oppa" makes him feel this way, you would gladly call him such every single day.

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We just hit 200 followers!! Holy shit?? Thank you all so very much! To celebrate this joyous occasion, I’ll let you guys pick something special! :)

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Calling Them “Oppa” Just to See Their Reaction

(7/8) Seungmin

Warnings: alcohol, Seungmin is a menace

As you and Seungmin were getting to know one another, he assumed you were older than him. You acted so mature, he figured you must have been Chan's age. He decided to wait until you had been together longer before teasing you for "being so old" like his hyung.

So imagine his surprise on your birthday when you captioned your Instagram post with a number one year younger than him- he was overjoyed. He couldn't stop gloating, as if being a whole year older than you was his greatest achievement. You had never seen him this happy in the six months you had been dating.

"Hey! Respect your elders!" Was his new favorite phrase, to which you would roll your eyes and sigh deeply. His shit eating grin was cute enough to cover for his annoying behavior, but you were running out of patience.

You had finally hit your limit when the two of you were at a baseball game. You didn't really know much about the sport, but you knew how important it was to Seungmin, so you joined him. In your experience, the best part of a baseball game was the food and beverages that were available. Because of your boyfriend being Kim Seungmin, you sat in a private box and ordered whatever you would like. Much to your annoyance, every beer you ordered was gently pulled from your hand with a giggly "You're too young for that." Seungmin looked like he was about to cry from laughing, now three beers deep with pink cheeks. With a sharp glare, you turned towards him and frowned.

"Kim Seungmin." You said in a warning tone as he grabbed his stomach, still giggling as he looked at you. He stopped paying attention to the game a long time ago, fully focused on being a menace to his partner.

"I'm just looking out for the youth." He wheezes, taking a sip of his beer to catch his breath. You grab a beer from a server and give him a pointed look, holding your new beverage to your chest.

"You're not that much older than me, "Oppa"." You grumble, taking a large swig of your beer. His laughter suddenly stops as he chokes on his own beer, coughing as he tries to catch his breath. You turn your attention back to the baseball game while Seungmin struggles to gather his composure. When you finally look back over at him, he's staring at you. You wish you could take a picture of him; he looked so precious. Flushed cheeks and starry eyes and the dumbest, widest smile you've ever seen on his face. He had never looked more puppy-like than he did right then. It took everything in your power not to smile, the corners of your lips twitching on their own.

"I never thought I would... I would hear you call me that." He giggles, leaning his head on your shoulder. He grabs your hand and is basically clinging to you as he turns his attention back to the game unfolding before the two of you. You roll your eyes and pat him on the head.

"Yeah, well don't get used to it."

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Calling Them “Oppa” Just to See Their Reaction

(6/8) Felix

Warnings: drinking, jealous y/n, clingy Felix

Every room Felix entered, he was the center of attention. People immediately noticed when he arrived and flocked around him. As his partner, it could be overwhelming at times. You couldn't blame them- that's how you met him in the first place. But parties like this could get a little exhausting. You normally would excuse yourself from Felix's side and find some friends. But you were unable to do so because of a... specific person.

You had seen her around before, since she's a trainee, but you had never formally met her. She apparently didn't care much for you, as she squeezed herself between you and your boyfriend.

"Felix oppa! When did you get here? I missed you." She giggled, tugging on his sleeve. Felix chuckled uncomfortably and glanced over at you. You were trying your best to control your face, but you couldn't possibly be bested by a girl at least three years younger than you. With a deep breath, you step in front of him and grab the collar of his shirt, gently pulling him towards you (and away from her).

"What do you want to drink, oppa?" You ask softly, your mouth pressed against his ear. You can feel his smile before you even see it. He pulls back and nods, giving you an amused look. You nod and smile in satisfaction with his reaction. The trainee girl huffs and stomps her foot slightly before moving on to the next older gentleman. "I'll get your usual, baby." You pat his arm and walk over to the bar to order your drinks. He follows you, however, hugging you from behind as you order. His chin rests on your shoulder, placing little kisses behind your ear.

"Can you say it again... Please?" He whispers into your ear, sounding far too giddy. You chuckle and reach behind you to pinch his side gently.

"You've heard it plenty for one night, hm?" You turn your head and look at him with a raised brow.

"Once isn't nearly enough." He pouts, gently biting down on your earlobe for just a second.

"Someone else filled your quota." You pat his hands gently as they rest on your stomach. The bartender returns with your drinks, and Felix hesitantly lets you go as the two of you wander back over to the main area.

"Oh? Is my y/nnie a little jealous?" He teases, pulling you closer to him, as if standing less than a foot away was a crime. You scoff and shake your head, taking a rather large sip of your drink.

"I'm not the jealous type, you know that." You look at him innocently and shrug. He laughs, throwing his head back, and gives you a look.

"Right. Of course. Should I call our little friend back over then?" He teases, his brow arching slightly. His arm around your waist allows for him to give a gentle squeeze on your hip. You shoot him a death glare, and he laughs, nuzzling his face into your neck. "C'mon. Just one more? Pleaseeee."

You don't indulge him the entire night; his begging goes on and on. When you're in the car on the way home, both of you are a little tipsy in the backseat. He pulls your legs over his lap and leans into you.

"You're so pretty, baby." He slurs, looking up at you with sparkling eyes. "I love you." He smiles, blinking slowly. He's that kind of drunk, in case you were wondering.

"Love you too... Oppa." You smile fondly, petting his hair. He suddenly reaches for your face, pulling you down to kiss him. He can't hold back his smile, giggling through sloppy drunk kisses.

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Calling Them “Oppa” to See Their Reaction

(5/8) Han

Warnings: none (other than Han being a dude bro)

Han Jisung was like a human pendulum, swinging from one extreme to the other. Some days, he was the babiest of babygirls. Wanting to be held and smooched and petted and all of the things. Others, he would assert himself as the "man". Cross his arms and wear muscle tanks and all of that.

So, when he came home and dapped you up, you realized what kind of a day it was.

"Hey baby, how was your day?" You asked, watching him as he set his things down and flopped next to you on the couch.

"Pretty good. Look at the pump I got at the gym." He leans towards you, flexing his exposed bicep. You nod and poke it encouragingly before turning your attention back to the TV. After hearing him say "bruh" about six more times, you knew this needed to stop. You wracked your mind for tactics you had used in the past, but none of them felt right. You sighed out loud and stood, walking towards the bedroom. This would eventually pass, just not at the speed you would prefer.

Upon entering your bedroom, it finally hit you. The secret weapon in your arsenal. The Babygirlifier 6000.

You turned on your heel and hurried back out into the living room.

"Oppa, are you ready for bed?" You asked sweetly, wrapping your arms around him from behind as he sat on the couch. You hadn't even completed saying the word "oppa" when he began to melt in your touch. He turned to you, his eyes soft as they drank you in. His cheeks were suddenly pink, and his smile was undeniably bright. All he could do was nod and stand, following your lead as you pulled him to your shared room. The second you were in bed, his head was on your chest with his arms wrapped around you. He waited patiently for you to scratch his scalp before nuzzling even deeper into you with a contented hum.

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Calling Them Oppa Just To See Their Reaction

(4/8 Hyunjin)

A/n: Halfway there! Thanks for the support on this series thus far :) I already have a new series in the works, I’ll be teasing it once this one is done!

Warnings: Drinking, Hyunjin is a baby

A "Paint and Sip" night sounded innocent enough. You would paint some sort of blob and call it "abstract", Hyunjin would create a masterpiece and have to be convinced to not put it in the trash. But you had no idea it would have ended up like this.

"Jinnie, what's your problem?" You pout, crawling over to the corner where he was practically growing mushrooms.

"You always act like you're so much more mature than me. Like, you're only six months older." He slurs, turning his face towards the wall.

"I just told you to watch out for your glass." You sigh and pat his back, shaking your head. He had been trying to be flirty and crawl towards you, but was refusing to acknowledge that his knee was about to knock over his very full wine glass.

"Yeah, but you treated me like a kid. You scolded me." He glances at you out of the corner of his eye and sighs. You've both had a few glasses of wine too many, and your judgment is clearly flawed. "I wish you would treat me like... a cool older guy or something."

"Should I start calling you "oppa" then?" You asked, hoping he would cringe and drop it. He perked up, turning towards you with a goofy smile, nodding his head. You can't help but laugh and shake your head. "Okay, Oppa. Let's get to bed, huh?" You extend your hand to him, and the two of you wobble to bed, giggling like kids.

A wine hangover is quite possibly a look into the deepest pit of hell. The second your eyes crack open, the dark room feels far too bright. Like when you're at the movie theater and the mostly dark toned film suddenly has a scene in a plain white room. You roll over and nuzzle your face into the warmth of your boyfriend. He groans, wrapping his arms around you. He's muttering, but it's so incoherent that you can't even begin to understand what he's trying to talk about.

After the slowest morning of all time, the two of you finally were up and in the kitchen. Clinging to coffee mugs, you each worked on your own breakfast. Hyunjin stared at the toaster as if willing it to cook faster. You were at the oven, the sound of eggs frying filling the otherwise empty room. When they were finished, you slid the eggs onto two plates and turned to him.

"Eggs are ready. How much more time on the toast, Oppa?" You asked absent-mindedly, setting the plates on the counter as you looked up at him. His head snaps in your direction, his brows raised to make his eyes even wider. He makes a face, clearing his throat.

"Any... Uh, any s-second now." His face is red, and his fingers fidgety as he tries to process the information. "Also um... That's an interesting nickname..." His voice wavers, as if he's trying to figure out how to talk for the first time in a while

"Do you not remember anything from last night?" You tease, giggling. The toast pops, and he jumps out of his skin. He thinks for a second, chewing his lip. Then, as if on cue, he cringes. His fingers curling into a fist and his chin against his chest. In a swift move, he pulls his hood over his head and runs out of the room.

"I'm never drinking again!" He calls out, flopping onto the couch.

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Calling Them "Oppa" Just to See Their Reaction

Hey y'all, it's been a while! Lowkey been sitting on this idea for a while- will probably start posting more as the summer time comes (idk what it is but that summer air just fuels the creativity)

(3/8) Changbin: 

Changbin was usually pretty amicable. Especially when it came to you, he was easily won over. But this. This. The hill he was choosing to die on. 

"I'm not bending on this, no matter how much you ask." Changbin huffs, his face serious as he trains his eyes on the road ahead of him. 

"Binnie, it's not that big of a deal." You sigh, poking his bicep gently. You jut your lip and look up at him.

"It's a huge deal! The biggest deal, actually! I can't lie about being sick to miss work!" He avoids eye contact, knowing your face will shatter his resolve. 

"Bunny, this is a one-day only event! I need you to also get a mystery pack so I have double the chances." You whine, shaking his arm gently. He pulls into the parking spot of his apartment complex. He shakes his head and finally looks your way. You lean in closer and rest your chin on his shoulder. "Oppa, please. Just one day." His head snaps in your direction, eyes wide with amusement. He's at a loss for words, his cheeks dusting pink as he grasps for something to say. 

"Uh... God, fine. Okay. But... But if I get in trouble, I'm blaming you." He opens his car door, but you can see the pink blooming down his neck. "Wait, why are you blushing?" You ask, getting out of the car yourself with a teasing smile. He shakes his head and continues walking. "Oppa, wait for me!" You call out, giggling as you see him walk even faster. 

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Fool (For You) //s.c.b//

changbinxgnreader, friends with benefits to lovers, uses of pet name(baby), implied sex (SFW), changbin is shirtless (as he should always be) WC: 810

Hi lovelies, lets see if I can escape my flop era :') I've been sitting on this for a few months- hope you guys like it <3 (likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated)

A teardrop streamed down your cheek and splashed onto the fabric of your shirt as you crouched down to grab it from the floor. Changbin stirred in the bed and you knew you had mere moments to escape before he saw you. You squinted your eyes in the dark room, attempting to locate your pants. As you squatted down to pick them up, Changbin sat up and you could feel his sleepy gaze.

“Y/n? What are you doing?” He croaked from the bed, his voice raspy and heavenly after sleep. You frantically wiped your cheeks and responded over your shoulder. 

“I’ve got some things I need to get done today.” You tried to keep your voice light and airy even though more tears made their way down your cheeks. “Thanks for the fun night though. Call me when you need me again.” Your heart tore at the feeling of saying these words, knowing you didn’t mean them. 

What had started as a harmless “friends with benefits” situation became a game to see how long you could pretend you weren’t fully head-over-heels in love with Seo Changbin. 

The bed creaked as he stood from it, quiet footsteps padding over to meet you. 

“Why are you crying? Is something wrong?” His voice was gentle as he cupped your face in his hands. His brows knit with worry, lip jutting out ever so slightly. You shook your head and tried to pull away, but he held you in place. 

“I can’t do this, Bin.” You whispered as hot tears of embarrassment mixed with the tears from before. 

“Can’t do what?” His thumb gently swept over your cheek, patiently waiting for you to find the words. 

“This.” You gestured to the two of you, unable to meet his eyes. “I… I thought I could do the whole “no strings attached” thing. I really did. But I’m just not that kind of person. My heart can’t handle it.” Your lip wobbled as his hands lowered from your face, the sting of rejection turning your cheeks bright red. 

“Baby, just slow down yeah? Let’s talk this out. ” He was careful with every word, a hand running through his curls. 

“Don’t call me that.” You took a step back, shaking your head. 

“Huh? I’ve always called you that. Just talk to me.” He reached for your waist gently, pulling you against him. The skin from his bare chest burned against your hands as you braced yourself against him. It was familiar, the rhythmic rising and falling as he breathed. 

“I fell in love with you, Bin. It didn’t take very long and I’ve been trying to deny it. But I can’t sit here and pretend that I’m not dying every time I watch you flirt with girls at the bar. Or watching those same girls ogle at what should be mine.” He took a deep breath through his nose and looked away. “I’m so so sorry, Bin.” You were crying again, tears rolling down your face one after the other. 

“Why would you be sorry?” He rubbed small circles on the small of your back. 

“You said you didn’t want something serious. I tried to keep it that way, but I fucked up. You said you liked what we had going and I ruined it.” You were crying so hard at this point you couldn’t see through the tears.

“Hey, I need you to breathe baby.” He held your shoulders and tried to look into your eyes. 

“You said you needed to get some frustration out and I wanted to help you. Maybe I’ve been in love with you this whole time? But it doesn’t matter because I’m an idiot and-“ His lips collided with yours, stopping your words mid-sentence but the tears continued to flow. 

“Baby, I need you to listen to me.” He whispered as he rested his forehead against yours and pecked your lips a few times before sighing softly. “All of that shit I said… it was just… an excuse. I didn’t think you could feel any type of way for me. When you expressed interested in it, I thought that I finally had a chance to have you in some way. You seemed to be enjoying it and I just wanted to be by your side.” The room was silent as you searched his eyes for any sign of dishonesty. Of course there was none. 

“So you…” You trail off, eyes wide in awe of what’s happening. 

“I feel the same, yes.” His voice was softer than it had ever been in the time you’ve known him, every part of him tender from the look in his eyes down to the way he held you. 

You started to cry again, this time with a lip-splitting wide smile. He smiles too, a few tears of his own slipping down his cheeks. He kisses you and suddenly you feel it. The love, the affection. You can feel by the way he kisses you that he’s yours-just like he has been from the very beginning. 

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In Our Next Life <l.f>

Lee Felix x GN!Reader, soulmates, reincarnation, Lee Felix Freckles and Smile Appreciation Post

TW: Blood, death

A/N: I’m finally writing Felix! I’ve actually had this mostly done for a while now, but am just now getting around to finishing it. I had a crazy last few weeks (I spent all of October in Korea) and I’m finally excited to write again. Hope you guys like this! :)

Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I cradled his head in my lap. Despite my efforts, the once white undershirt he wore was slowly blooming red.

“Please just stay with me. Please.” I plead softly, kissing his forehead. He quietly watches me, his chest rising quickly with shallow breaths.

“Let’s meet again in our next life.” He rasped, his voice barely louder than a whisper. “We can meet on Christmas Eve at the Han River. That sounds romantic, huh?” He flashes a weak smile, though it shines brightly as always. His skin was so pale that his freckles looked as prominent as ever.

“I’ll meet you, Felix. I swear it.”

“Y/n, where are you going?” My roommate called out as I slipped my coat on.

“Just my yearly thing!”

“It’s way too cold to be out right now! Just skip it this year.”

“I can’t! Then it wouldn’t be my thing!”

The snow on the ground should have deterred me, but I couldn’t not go to the Han River on Christmas Eve. It was the only yearly tradition that I had, birthed from a drunken night out during college. It had been my first Christmas abroad and I was drunk enough to finally admit I felt lonely. My feet carried me to the Han River and I cried icicles.

This year is no different, the gnawing loneliness swirling in my chest. It’s almost too much to bear.

Vapor drifts into the air as I puff a deep breath from where I stand on the sidewalk and stare out at the cool dark water. Being here feels right, feels good. Something about this river makes me feel at home, even just for a minute. It’s the reason I even moved to Seoul, the beautiful Han River glowing in my mind.

I take a sip of my warm tea in my thermos, feeling the warmth as it flows through my body. My gloved fingers are grateful for the radiating warmth of the thermos before I slip it back into my bag.

I take one last look at the river and sigh softly, turning on my heel to head back to the car before I freeze. In the midst of my turn, I run into a man who had apparently been standing there the whole time.

“Oh! Excuse me…” I bow and avoid eye contact, swooping around him.

“W-wait.” He calls out hesitantly, his hand floating in the air as if he was attempting to reach for me. As I look at him, I see the tears on his cheeks. I nearly go and wipe them for fear of them crystallizing in this cold. “You come here every year too, right?” He asks softly after a moment.

“…how did you know that?” I subconsciously take a step away from him, eyeing him cautiously. His eyes widen and he shakes his head, speaking quickly to correct and misunderstanding.

“I just recognized you. It must be like fate or something if we’re both here at the same time every single year.” He takes a quick deep breath and shoves his hands into his pockets.

“Okay… Nice to meet you then.” I stand awkwardly, looking down at my boots. “I’m uh, y/n by the way.”

“Felix.” He responds and for some reason my breath catches in my chest at the sound of it.

“Have we…met before?” I ask, looking at him even more carefully now. His freckles reflect the moonlight, scattering all over his pale skin.

“It feels like we have, right? I saw you standing there and started crying for some reason…” he admits, wiping his cheeks. My feet won’t move, like standing before him- looking at him- is the most important thing in the world. He shivers, hugging himself for warmth.

“Do you wanna go grab something to eat?” The words leave my lips before I can even think to process them. The smile that breaks onto his face puts even the moon to shame- I nearly have to close my eyes from how bright it is.

“I would love that. I’m glad we finally met this time.”

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I started writing something new (hint I’m finally writing Felix) but I won’t be posting it until November since I will be visiting Seoul all of this month :)

So please look forward to it!

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Today is two years since I last saw skz I am DEPRESSED

Gonna be in my money making era and just fly wherever to see them bc I can’t handle this any more

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OKAY THIS IS SO CHANGBIN CODED!!

Do I write a Drabble based on it??? Maybe create some fake texts?? What do we think gang??

(Found reposted on IG so credit to @compassionatereminders )

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Calling Them “Oppa” Just to See Their Reaction.

Damn yall really ate up the Chan one, so I obviously have to oblige. I’m going in age order for now, but if you wanna see a specific member sooner just lmk :) also this is my first time writing Minho so have some grace for me lol.

(2/8): Leeknow

As his partner, you knew that getting a reaction from Minho was difficult. He wasn’t the type to gasp loudly or look at you with wide eyes. At this point, you were simply trying anything. Calling him things like booger bear (which just got you a dagger like side eye) or acting cutesy. Nothing really other than a furrowed brow or a quiet sigh.

As you walked into the practice room, you realized you only had one option left. One name you could call him that might get some sort of a reaction. It was something that you had at one point resolved to never stoop so low as to say. But times are tough and being a menace to your boyfriend is a top priority.

“Oppa! Y/nie is here with some dinner for you~!” You called out to him in a cute small voice. He stopped mid motion and turned to look back at you. He removed an AirPod from his ear as he watched you cross the room.

“What did you say, honey?” His gaze was quizzical as he grabbed the bag from your hand.

“I was just saying I brought you dinner.” You shrugged, assuming this was yet another time he would brush off your attempt and move on.

“No, what did you call me?” He gently grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the couch so the two of you could sit while he ate. He tore open the box and began eating, still looking at you expectantly.

“O-oh, it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.” You were backpedaling, realizing he might tease you mercilessly if he realizes what you said.

“Y/n, I heard what you said. I just want to hear it again. Please.” Your heart swelled at the pink that was dusting his cheeks, an unusually tender moment blossoming here.

“I said that I brought you some food… Oppa.” You could feel your own cheeks warming at having to repeat it. However, the way the corners of his mouth twitched upward was enough to ease some of it.

“We’re the same age, it’s not even accurate.” He muttered, taking a big bite of rice to try and conceal his smile.

You sat with him while he ate the rest of his meal, chatting about various things until he was done.

“Are you at a stopping point?” You asked softly as you began to clean things up. He thought for a moment before nodding with a slightly devious smile.

“Can oppa ride home with you? Hm?” His eyes were glistening with mischief as he asked, pleased with your flushed cheeks.

“I think I have room.” You muttered as you ducked your head down to finish throwing things away. He sighed contentedly and threw his arm around your shoulder.

“Y/nie always has room for oppa, right?” He beamed, clearly enjoying this a bit too much.

“I’m regretting bringing this up at all.” You smile sweetly as you walk outside.

“You brought it up, it’s your problem now. Oppa will go wait in the car.” He calls over his shoulder as he skips over to the parked vehicle.

[jut-and-dae-enthusiast]

Graduate //s.c.b//

I graduated with my BA today! Unfortunately I spent the day alone and have lowkey been sad/lonely for most of it so this is what I WISH would have happened. :/

Shout out to my fellow grads! I’m proud of you and SKZ are proud of you!

I fiddled with my tassel as I sat through yet another speech. It had been so long since my high school graduation that I forgot how long these things were. So many people had to talk and make a big deal of things. Especially as an online student, I felt like none of this was really for me. I didn’t know any of the people sitting around me.

I didn’t even have anyone cheering me on in the crowd. My friends and family were too far away, my boyfriend was across the world and too busy with comeback preparations to make it. I honestly didn’t even want to be here, but I already had gotten the cap and gown so I might as well.

After what felt like a lifetime, my row was called to approach the stage to be handed our diplomas. Inch by inch, I made my way closer and closer to the stage until it was finally my turn. As they called my name, I heard very familiar hooting and hollering coming from the crowd. I would know that loud voice anywhere.

“THATS MY BABY!!” He screamed and everyone in the room giggled. I walked onto the stage teary eyed, trying my best to pull it together so I could get a good photo. I couldn’t wait for the ceremony to be over so I could go find him.

As we filed into the foyer, my eyes were scanning every single face.

“Jagi! Over here!” He shouted from my left. That’s when I finally spotted him, holding a bouquet of flowers and beaming with pride. I ran through the sea of people and threw my arms around him.

“You said you wouldn’t be able to make it.” I cried into his shirt, squeezing him tightly.

“I was so sad about missing this that Channie hyung pulled a few strings and made time for me to come.” He lifted my chin to look at him, holding my face in his hands and wiped my tears with his thumbs. “I am SO proud of you, baby. I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” He kisses my forehead and smiled even wider. “Let me get some pictures of you with the pretty flowers. They match you perfectly.”

[jut-and-dae-enthusiast]

Calling Them “Oppa” Just to See Their Reaction

IM JUST TRYING SOMETHING IK THIS IS KINDA CRINGE BUT MAYBE JUST BE NICE OKAY (I’ll write the other boys if people seem to like this)

(1/8) Chan:

It was a normal night, which meant you were in your regular spot- Curled in a ball on the couch in Chan’s studio. You had set your phone down a while ago and were memorizing the view of your boyfriend’s hunched shoulders as he worked.

He peeked over his shoulder to check on you, his eyes scrunching due to the smile that grew at the realization of you staring at him.

“Ya need something baby?” He giggled, turning his seat around and patting his lap. You quickly make your way over, never one to deny even a second to cuddle Chris. You look down at him, your arms looped around his neck.

“Are you almost ready to go home?” Your voice was soft, gauging his reaction as you spoke. He sighed and closed his eyes.

“I wish. There’s a lot more I gotta do.” He held you a little closer and sighed again.

“Chris it’s 2am.” You whined ever so slightly, pulling back with a pout.

“I know I know.” He kisses your cheek. “Do you wanna just call a cab?” His eyes looked a little sad as he asked.

“Don’t wanna leave without you.” You mutter, leaning onto his shoulder.

“But you’re sleepy, love.” He chuckles, pulling out his phone. He’s made you resort to something you swore you would only save for emergencies. Your brain said this was an emergency, as you needed to sleep and sleeping without Chris in bed was basically asking for a restless night.

“Oppa, I want you to come with meee.” You whined, grabbing his phone and setting it down. He looked at you stunned, his cheeks tinting pink. After a moment he cleared his throat and nodded.

“Oppa should take his y/n home, huh?” His blush had made its way down his neck and up to the tips of his ears. You smiled and nodded, satisfied with yourself as he started packing up to finally go home.