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shineesbackbitches · 1 month ago

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౨ৎ summary: "He retreated to join Jungkook and Mingyu at the table, and immediately upon Eunwoo sliding into the chair, Jungkook rounded on him. “I brought you here to get snacks, not flirt with my friend!” He complained, hands curled tightly into fists and pressing into the table top. Eunwoo doesn't look up as he carefully removes his heaping slice of Your Hope Your Angel Food Cake from the bag, setting the box before him.

“Mingyu was the one flirting.” Ruthlessly, Eunwoo tosses Mingyu to the wolves (or wolf, he supposed, since it was just Jungkook), effectively distracting Jungkook."

౨ৎ pairing: Eunwoo x Reader

౨ৎ genre: bakery AU, first meeting, fluff, crack, series, peachesndreams

౨ৎ word count: 4.6k

౨ৎ warnings: Jungkook and Mingyu being embarassing as hell, they're literally a nightmare duo to the customer service industry, multiple failed attempts at flirting, brief mention of pot brownies but there are no pot brownies, Reader gets kind of shy around Eunwoo for a hot second, meet cute

౨ৎ author note: this one goes out to all the readers who have to hella suspend disbelief for like, every fic ever. Any time a reader eats something or eats out at a restaurant I'm like, "oh, did I😬" bc me and my severe asf food allergies could never. So I've decided to do it to myself and write an entire bakery AU that would end me irl instantly :) bon appetit besties! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂)⸝♡

During his many years as an idol, Eunwoo had been subjected to many interview questions. Most of the responses were automatic, drilled into him as to what to say about promotions, music, scandals, stages, dramas, diets, ideal types, dating experience (”Of course, absolutely none at all! I’m dating my fans!”), and his wonderful company—eleven out of ten, no notes. From career-focused to just fucking invasive, Eunwoo could field any question without much effort or hesitation. Perhaps a tight, sarcastic smile here or there to signal to the interviewer that they were a raging asshole, but other than that, Eunwoo had maintained his dashing idol image.

Sanha was the first to comment on the gap in his image that appeared whenever one specific topic was brought up, snickering at a cut of one of Eunwoo’s interviews reposted to Instagram. The camera had remained stubbornly focused on Eunwoo as he rambled, his eyes twinkling and face more expressive than during any other segment.

“A whole four minutes and fifty-two seconds of you yapping about your top three ice cream flavors.” Sanha had grinned, shaking his head in feigned admiration. “Incredible. I love the part where you listed your top three flavors for every ice cream place within fifteen minutes walking distance from the company.”

Okay, so maybe he could get a little carried away when food was brought up.

And okay, yeah, it didn’t really mesh with his calm, cool, collected idol image, but who could fault a man nearing a decade in the entertainment industry for letting that image fade a little? Come on, Aroha’s didn’t stick around for the idol packaging, they were in it for the shenanigans and the creative journey. After almost ten years dedicated to his career, and fielding questions about his appearance, talent, and everything in between and beyond, he had reached the conclusion that his supporters were happiest when he was happiest. So, Eunwoo decided that the logical conclusion was that he needed to prioritize his happiness. And if rambling about his favorite culinary experiences made him happy, they’d gladly indulge him.

And indulge him they did.

Countless recommendations flooded his social media. Arohas sent in their favorite restaurants, cafes, bakeries, bars, food trucks, and little hidden gems for him to explore around the world. Eunwoo appreciated it, especially since a planned destination for a good meal made traveling a little less lonely. His favorite part of reading through the recommendations were the stories that accompanied them: retellings of celebrations, all-nighters, anniversaries, first meetings, breakups, solo dates, and fuzzy nights with rowdy friends, all experienced alongside culinary delights.

Eunwoo never felt more human than when he read (and sometimes reread) these stories, snickering and occasionally choking back thick tears at their adventures. So he decided to try and visit as many places as he could, organizing the recommendations by location, and noting when recommendations overlapped.

So far, Eunwoo was proud to say that Arohas had immaculate taste. He would have never discovered the intimate little places tucked back away from the more popular roads had it not been for them. Sometimes, he would even receive specific instructions on what to order (“The green chili pork tacos are life changing, I swear. Be sure to squeeze the lime over top!”). Other times, he would just take in the atmosphere and appreciate a moment of peace. It had become Eunwoo’s method of living his life to the fullest.

There was one specific place that had more overlapping recommendations than any others that Eunwoo hadn’t found the time to visit yet. Because unlike the obscure, hole-in-the-wall locations, this place was an absolute sensation.

Haru was irrefutably the best bakery in the city. Backed by bloggers, critics, and most importantly, other idols. Okay— maybe not most important in terms of culinary status, but what better marketing for a k-pop-themed bakery than actual idols’ Instagram posts? The owner had decorated and named all of their products according to groups, albums, songs, and lyrics. Not only did it appeal to fans, but idols often stopped by to take pictures with their dedicated pastries for cute, low-effort promotional pictures.

Eunwoo had admittedly been hesitant to visit at first. After all, it could easily be chalked up to a marketing gimmick— maybe the pastries weren’t that good, but the excitement surrounding the detailed presentation made everyone tastebud blind. He had been around long enough to know that looks could definitely be deceiving. Eunwoo also knew better than to believe that every idol actually consumed the pastries, other than a bite for the ‘gram. But even when Eunwoo zoomed in on Minho’s slice of Dibidibi-Devil’s Food Cake, the fluffy crumb and moisture level looked divine. So, casting his reservations aside, Eunwoo had vowed to make it to Haru some day. He just wasn’t sure when fate would allow it with his insane schedule.

Fate allowed it a lot sooner than he had been expecting.

As of late, fate came in the form of the infamous ‘97 line group chat. Specifically, Mingyu taking the initiative to revive the damn thing with a screenshot of Monsta X posing with massive macarons, some boldly mid-bite, others gaping comically at the size, and an idol smile and a thumbs up from the never-slipping Kihyun.

Monsta X Macarons?!?!?! HerOREO flavor?!?!? They look FIRE!!! Please please please someone come with me to Haru!!

Mingyu pleaded, the fire and underlined 100 emojis spilling over an entire line in the text box.

Thank you so much for sending food porn into the chat during our comeback prep bro.

Bambam’s scathing reply was near instant, closely followed up with Yugyeom’s frowny face and middle finger emoji.

Bummer bros.

Mingyu **was such a sympathetic friend. His sincerity could never be fully realized by the slanted mouth and frustrated faces pasted at the end of his message.

Okay so Bam and Gyeom can’t hang. The other four of you quit lurking!!!

Eunwoo sent his reply.

Sure, I’ve been wanting to go.

The moment his message sent, another response barged its way into the conversation.

YOOOOOOOOOOO I’M A REGULAR THERE!!!! I’M THE OWNER’S BEST FRIEND FROM HIGH SCHOOL!!! LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Jungkook’s enthusiastic message came as a bit of a surprise to Eunwoo. Jungkook had made friends in high school? Either way, he would appreciate the guidance on which pastries to try. Eunwoo had spent way too many hours scrolling Haru’s menu and display pictures late at night when he was craving something sweet. Everything looked absolutely heavenly, so he never managed to decide on an order for when he eventually visited.

His phone vibrated as the conversation continued.

Deadass bro?!?!

The deadest of asses bro

Eunwoo blinked and the three of them landed on a time and date where the stars aligned and their schedules miraculously opened up.

And that was how Eunwoo found himself in the front passenger seat of Jungkook’s car, with Mingyu occupying the back seat. Between the three of them, they only had filming and workouts scheduled before they were cleared for the remainder of the day. So in other words: it was a fucking miracle.

All three were dressed as inconspicuously as possible. Well— as inconspicuously as people with their occupations and brand sponsorships could be dressed.

Eunwoo himself had only had workouts that morning and early afternoon, so he had quickly showered and dressed in layers appropriate for the inconvenient time of the year when the temperature was biting in the morning but pleasant in the afternoon. He’d been a bit rushed for time, and he’d only partially dried his hair that was grown out longer than usual for an upcoming drama before slipping on his black padded jacket on his way out of the apartment.

Mingyu appeared to have scrambled to wash up after his workout as well, his black hoodie pulled up over his hair and the thick frames he rarely wore out perched on his nose. In contrast to the two of them, Jungkook was still professionally styled from whatever casual interview he’d filmed that morning. He’d toned down his meticulously waved hair by shoving on a beanie, but left his flawless makeup untouched— out of the ordinary, but not high on anyone in that car’s list of questions in the moment.

“What do you usually get though?” Mingyu persistently grilled Jungkook, leaning forward to hover behind the center console in the front seat. His knee bounced eagerly, a giddy grin plastered on his face.

Eunwoo appreciated that they were both foodies, although not to the extent he was. Mingyu wanted to have a game plan going in, less he stand at the counter indecisively until either the bakery closed or he succumbed to the pressure and bought one of everything. Eunwoo could relate— bakeries were not for amateurs.

“Seriously, everything’s good.” Jungkook supplied unhelpfully. “It depends on my mood, but I usually get a slice of Blood Sweat and Tiramisu, Your Hope Your Angel Food Cake, or, like, something else.” He mumbled the last part, fully angling his face away from them to check his side mirror.

Mingyu huffed in exasperation and immense judgement, “No motivations behind those choices huh, Jungkook?” Eunwoo could hear the eyeroll in Mingyu’s criticism. He decided to get a slice of the Your Hope Your Angel Food Cake, the spongy crumb pictured on the menu a near permanent image seared into his brain.

Jungkook’s brows furrowed, his mouth dropping opening to defend his pastry orders (”I’ve always liked tiramisu— don’t look at me like that! The names are just coincidental!”), but Mingyu was not interested in his whining and shifted topics.

“So you’ve been friends with the owner since high school? How’d that happen?” He raised his eyebrows and stared pointedly at Jungkook, a teasing grin curling his lips up. Mingyu was intentionally riling Jungkook up; poking fun at his introverted and awkward personality from back then, and Jungkook could never ignore the bait, no matter how carelessly it had been tossed towards him.

“It happened when we became friends in high school.”

There was an extended beat of silence in the car where Mingyu waited for Jungkook to continue the story and Jungkook did not continue the story. Instead, a thick tension filled the car, clogging the conversation for the remainder of the drive. Eunwoo recognized Jungkook’s abrupt and abnormal evasion— mostly because this was a new level of unhelpful— even for Jungkook, but the way his hands curled into tight fists around the steering wheel was a dead giveaway that it was actually deeper than Jungkook was willing to let on.

Whatever, it wasn’t Eunwoo’s clowns or his circus.

That is, until he finally crossed the threshold into the bakery and the warm, comforting scent of almond, lightly toasted coconut, and a dash of cinnamon had him enchanted.

Or maybe it was you.

Bakeries tended to put him in a romantic mood; there was something sensual about them.

Maybe that was it.

Because Eunwoo couldn’t fathom any other reason for the weightlessness in his stomach when he saw you cheerfully greet them from behind the counter. Your customer service smile reminded him of the one taught to idols— emphasis on the puffy cheeks and twinkling eyes— but more genuine. There was a sweet quality to your voice too, like you were greeting a dear friend rather than a first-time customer.

The exterior resembled a cottage with its neutral wood detailing and scalloped overhang dangling beneath the script that spelled “Haru”. Plants decorated the outdoor seating, blocking off a private section for customers to sit amongst greenery and flowers. The inside decor was just as inviting: hanging plants draped across the ceiling, the same wood as outside pieced together the flooring, and pastel accents brightened the room. You fit right into the space, pretty in a fairytale kind of way, features dainty and endearing.

One glance and Eunwoo knew exactly what Jungkook’s cryptic behavior was about. He had known you since high school and hadn’t made a move yet? By Eunwoo’s calculations, that was a fucking fumble.

And not his problem.

If Mingyu picked up on the situation, he sure wasn’t putting forth his most sympathetic foot. It happened so fast, Eunwoo missed when it happened, but Mingyu had suddenly flung his hoodie off and speared his fingers through his hair in an attempt to tame the air-dried strands into something more intentionally ruffled. Beneath the hoodie was one of his tight t-shirts that clung to his form and emphasized the size of his arms.

So inconspicuous was now off the table.

He lingered behind Jungkook as the trio approached the adorably decorated display case, with Eunwoo drinking in the calming environment at the back. He noted that you pressed your scraps into bite-sized, bunny-shaped cookies and sold them in packages near the register.

The instant Jungkook planted himself at the counter, the radiant smile melted off your face like the icing from a cupcake on a scorching summer day. Typically, best friends from high school greeted each other warmly, but nothing about the interaction validated Jungkook’s claim of youthful camaraderie going back years. The man just stared at you with his expectant, yet distinctly vacant expression until you broke the eerie silence.

“What can I get you?” Your tone was tight, face uncomfortably neutral. Your eyes darted down, unimpressed when Jungkook rested an elbow on the counter to lean in closer to you, which Eunwoo didn’t think he should be doing based on the hostility seeping from your cold glare.

“Come on,” He mumbled, volume low enough that Eunwoo had to shuffle forward to catch what he was saying. “You know what I want.”

If Jungkook was trying to be inconspicuous, he was absolutely failing. The entire scene looked far too shady for an exchange at a bakery. It was then that Eunwoo noticed the Epik High Brownies in the display case, and his eyes darted to the description underneath in alarm. In smaller print read, “Not pot brownies! You’re in South Korea, Sweetheart.” He pressed his lips together to fight an amused grin, instead turning his attention back to you.

“I’m sorry.” Your shoulders shrugged in feigned ignorance, lips lightly pouted. “I don’t know what you mean.” Then, your head tilted to the side, a clear indication that you had no intention of surrendering to Jungkook’s whims.

The man hung his head in defeat, begrudgingly muttering out his order: “Can I get two Jungkookies?”

Mingyu poorly concealed his guffaw with a cough, his hand slapping over his mouth to muffle the sound and something that sounded suspiciously like “loser.”

Instantly, you perked back up, voice positively saccharine as you keyed in the order on the register with slender, practiced fingers. “Of course! Two Jungkookies! Will that be all?”

Grumbling, Jungkook dug his phone out of his back pocket to pay, his other hand tapping the screen to add a custom tip. Eunwoo observed, exasperated as Jungkook pettily typed in a nineteen percent tip before hovering his phone over the reader. You held the bag of goodies out and Jungkook snatched them, the back of his hands betraying his embarrassed flush.

“These are my friends.” He gestured vaguely behind him before retreating to the side for Mingyu to step forward.

Mingyu’s eyes widened at the unhelpful introduction, rapidly bouncing between you and Jungkook, flustered and unsure how to follow up that disastrous interaction. His doubt that you and Jungkook had an amicable relationship was clear in the tension of his shoulders and the nervous press of his lips. Would he be guilty by association?

But the original friendly demeanor you wore when they first entered the bakery returned, and you coaxed him forward with a warm smile.

“Um, hi, yeah. I’m his friend. Um, Mingyu.” He cracked a hesitant smile, fumbling through his introduction. Mingyu scrambled to find his footing, raking his fingers back through his dark hair yet again. Then, it was like the cameras were rolling and his ‘puppy idol’ charm activated. The professionalism must have been stored in his post-workout biceps with the way he discreetly flexed them while he ordered, gesturing up at the menu, into the display case, back up to his hair again for the glory shot of his shoulders. He quirked his lips upward in a lopsided smirk, playing the part of heartthrob like his livelihood depended on it.

To your credit, not once did you stumble. You fielded every question and request professionally and kindly. Your eyes were either focused on your task of gingerly boxing up the pastries with practiced ease, or they held his uncomfortably affectionate gaze with pleasant apathy.

Mingyu sensed that his advances were falling short, and in a burst of desperation, he resorted to more blatant flirting as you carefully slid the box containing his Ready to Love Rugelach and Aju Nice Confetti Cake across the counter.

“Are you sure you’re into floral?” You asked, lips twisting into a concerned pout. “There’s a hint of rose in the rugelach— real rose, not the artificially sweetened kind— it’s not for everyone.”

Mingyu chuckled breathily as he slipped his actual wallet out of his pocket, an action that had Eunwoo raising an unimpressed brow. Was he really desperate enough to flash the— yes, he absolutely was.

“Don’t worry,” Mingyu maintained eye contact as he winked, sliding his black card out of his wallet with a flick of two long fingers. “you’re sweet enough to make up for it.”

Kim Mingyu, like the majority of the smart phone owning population, had Apple Pay set up.

Your polite smile remained firmly in place, eyes twinkling mischievously as you told him to enjoy. Mingyu’s last-ditch attempt had clearly whiffed, and he retreated off to the side and into Jungkook’s clutches.

Fuming, Jungkook firmly clapped his hand onto Mingyu’s shoulder with the knowledge that today had been arm day for Mingyu, and that the ache would have settled deep in his bones by now. The taller man flinched and snapped his eyes closed, concealing his hiss of agony with a deep inhale as if he were appreciating the delightful scent of the bakery.

Mingyu’s real misery arrived not with Jungkook’s blunt nails digging into the skin of his shoulder, but by way of you perking up and addressing him in farewell: “Oh, and if you see Dokyeom, tell that sweetheart I said hello!” You chirped, an unmistakably genuine light in your eyes.

Mingyu visibly deflated, his smile tight and his shoulders sagging under the weight of failure and Jungkook’s heavy palm. He forced out an insincere laugh, the sound hollow even to him. “You’ve met DK?”

“Of course! He’s here all the time.” You giggled, clearly affectionate toward the kind vocalist. “Nothing gets between him and a slice of Carat Cake. He even bought an entire Cheolie Pie once!”

The curses directed at his fellow bandmate were blatantly carved into Mingyu’s hardened eyes as he swallowed the bitter pill that had he never even stood a chance. And to be done in by one of his own, at that.

Finally, the time had come for Eunwoo to make his final decision on what to get. He casually stepped up to the counter, flashing a partially kind, partially apologetic closed-lipped smile. He was expecting the same friendly, business-oriented treatment you’d given Mingyu. But, to his surprise, he witnessed your demeanor shift yet again. While you’d been admirably confident and collected around his friends, completely unruffled by their— quite honestly, obnoxious— behavior, you abruptly went quiet before him. Downcast eyes evaded his as he introduced himself.

“Hi, nice to meet you. I’m Eunwoo.” He continued, “Everything looks so good, I really can’t decide what to get.” Eunwoo refused to allow his nerves to seep into his body language, but you still hadn’t even glanced up to him as he spoke. Had you already decided you didn’t like him? He should have come alone; he would have made a much better first impression. Eunwoo reflexively his teeth into his bottom lip, digging his hands into the pockets of his jacket.

“Do you have any preferences?” Your voice was significantly fainter, and your fingers twisted the edge of your floral apron, rolling it from the corner.

Off to the side, Jungkook’s attention shifted from his relentless bullying of Mingyu in favor of whipping to your face like he had no clue who the fuck you were, round eyes vacant and mouth hanging open.

“Like, fruit or chocolate?”

Eunwoo observed the way your lashes fluttered and the faint heat that glazed your cheeks as you avoided looking at him, and it all clicked into place.

He chuckled lightly, the pressure in his chest fading and leaving something warm in its place. So you were just shy. “I like everything.”

But Eunwoo wouldn’t make you pack and ring up one of everything, despite his deepest desires aching to try everything and extend the interaction for as long as possible (and to, you know, actually try one of everything). He’d cut you some slack today and limit himself to five pastries.

But which five? He indecisively peered into the display case housing pastries uniformly decorated with animal faces, fruit, and nods to the k-pop industry. It really was an impossible decision to make.

“What do you recommend?” He decided to consult the real expert, and also try to gently encourage you to look him in the eye with exposure therapy. If you were able to hold a conversation with him, especially one in your area of expertise, surely you’d gather yourself enough to make eye contact at least once.

He observed as you abandoned the hem of your apron in favor of squeezing the cuffs of your sweater in your fists. “Well,” Your eyes trailed over the display case, and you snapped your professional competence back into functioning gear.

“The Chogi-White Chocolate Cake and Red Velvet are the most popular, but we just started making our seasonal Russian Roulette Raspberry cheesecake.” You indicated each dessert as you spoke, still quieter than before, but confident. That slice of cheesecake would absolutely be walking out with him, Eunwoo decided. The swirls of fresh raspberry marbling through the filling hypnotically had him more than convinced.

“I’d like a slice of the cheesecake, please.” He requested, watching you crack the display case open and gingerly slide the dessert out to be boxed up. “And could I also get a slice of the Your Hope Your Angel Food Cake?” Eunwoo gestured to dessert next to the cheesecake.

“Of course.” You nodded, keeping your attention fixed to your task. The flush of your cheeks still hadn’t quite settled. “Is there anything else?”

Eunwoo eyed the Strawberry Skies Blueberry Pie, the sugar dusting practically sparkling under the warm sunlight spilling in through the bakery windows, and willed his self control to prevent him from purchasing an entire pie. He swallowed and forced his head to turn away.

“Oh, there’s also the monthly TXT’s if you’re interested.” You sensed his struggle somehow without even reading his expression. Just then, Eunwoo noticed the small section of the menu dedicated to Tomorrow X Tasty’s. A grin curled the corners of his lips up at the witty name for specials, which were BamBam Butterscotch Kisses and Orange Caramels this month. He added both to his order and waited patiently as you swiftly collected all of his choices into one bag. Then, you turned and placed it on the counter next to the register, quickly adding up his total with fluid flicks of your fingers.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” You asked, still fixated on the screen of the register. Eunwoo shifted his weight onto one leg, reaching out in the direction of the register separating the two of you. Out of your periphery vision, you saw his hand move near your face, startling you enough for your eyes to finally flick up to his face in question.

“Oh, sorry!” Eunwoo beamed, a wide smile scrunching the apples of his cheeks up and crinkling his eyes. He was just so dashing. “Last thing, I promise!” He passed the bag of cinnamon sugared bunny shaped cookies he’d plucked from the basket beside the register to you. Now that you had finally looked at him, Eunwoo could confirm that you were just as charming as he initially thought. Your eyes were warm and brilliant, housing a kindness that comforted everyone that met them. The environment you created in the bakery reflected that kindness, and he anticipated finding out if your baking did as well.

“No worries.” You reassured him with a soft curve of your lips, slipping the bunny cookies into the back so they wouldn't crush any of the other pastries.

Eunwoo tapped his phone to pay after pressing button to add a twenty percent tip. With steady hands you passed him the bag of pastries across the counter, and Eunwoo couldn’t resist taking advantage of the opportunity to brush his fingers against yours during the transfer. Probably because of the air conditioning blasting on high in the bakery, your hands were chilled in contrast to the bashful heat of your cheeks.

“Thank you,” Eunwoo smiled with as much warmth as he could muster, his eyes crinkling. Stray dark strands of his hair swished into his eyes and he quickly flicked them out of the way. He could see out of the corner of his vision that Jungkook had manhandled Mingyu to an empty table a few feet away, but Eunwoo still dropped the volume of his voice for privacy. “I’ll be sure to enjoy them and come back.” He promised earnestly.

“Please do.” You held his gaze, and Eunwoo himself nearly melted, limbs feeling gooey like a glaze, at the smile you awarded him, spring-like in its comfortable warmth and vibrance.

He retreated to join Jungkook and Mingyu at the table, and immediately upon Eunwoo sliding into the chair, Jungkook rounded on him. “I brought you here to get snacks, not flirt with my friend!” He complained, hands curled tightly into fists and pressing into the table top. Eunwoo doesn't look up as he carefully removes his heaping slice of Your Hope Your Angel Food Cake from the bag, setting the box before him.

“Mingyu was the one flirting.” Ruthlessly, Eunwoo tosses Mingyu to the wolves (or wolf, he supposed, since it was just Jungkook), effectively distracting Jungkook. He tipped the lid of the box back and discovered that he was right from his assessment of the pictures online; the cake was light, moist, and had a lovely crumb. The enticing scent of almond wafted into the air, not overly sweet but still carrying a warm nutty note. He cut a sizable bite, impressed with the absence of crumbs flaking off, and scooped the cake into his mouth. Eunwoo leaned back into the chair, savoring the bite and ascending to a level of ecstasy so high, it had to be illegal in this country. He wasn't in a cafe anymore surrounded by his friends bickering—it was just him, his slice of cake, and for some reason, the soft chime of bells.

He glanced over his shoulder at the entrance to see if a new customer had stepped through the door, but no one was there. Odd. Eunwoo twisted back to the table where Jungkook and Mingyu fired juvenile insults back and forth.

He was definitely coming back to shoot his shot without these two dumbasses getting in the way.

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lily-blue · 1 year ago

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Baby, we’re more alike than you think

☆ characters: rich kid!eunwoo & rich kid!you ☆ genre: rich kids au, college au ☆ warnings: bullying, implication of sexual assault (it crosses the reader’s mind at one point, but doesn’t happen for real) ☆ request: DV24. form this prompt list ☆ summary: Eunwoo doesn’t like to be cornered, so he turns the tables and leaves you with no other option but to beg for his mercy ☆ words: 1,4k ☆ dedicated to: @dat-town ♥

Most people would have called you an idiot for pretending that you weren’t part of one of the most influential families in your country - in a prestigious university, no less -, but you liked having friends who liked you for who you were rather than for how much your father’s company was worth, hence you couldn’t stop the act.

It had started out completely unintentionally, though; you had sat next to this cute brunette on your first day of university and seeing the Demon Slayer keychain dingling on her bag, you had asked her about her favourite character since you were also a fan. You had hit it off right from the start - as soon as Yuqi had picked the Water Hasihra whom you, too, had a soft spot for -, and in-between lectures and seminars, you had slowly discovered at least half a dozen things you had in common. You had never become friends with someone so cool so easily. It had felt like it had been written in the stars.

Considering that you two had many things to talk about, obviously your financial situation or family background hadn’t come up immediately. And if you had wanted to be honest, you had preferred it that way. However, the difference between your lives had become painfully obvious when entering the university canteen, some spoiled brats had felt the need to push Yuqi’s tray out of her hand and her on the ground. Their reason? It had been to put her back to her place and simultaneously humiliate her for being on scholarship.

Your throat had closed up as the realisation had hit you, but you quickly regained your cool. You could have easily put an end to the harrassment if you had introduced yourself properly - being the youngest child and the only daughter in your family, you hadn’t been shown off to the public yet -, but one look at the anger on your friend’s face had said it all: Yuqi wouldn’t have appreciated a rich kid’s help. On the contrary! She might have given up on you and your friendship altogether before you could have formed a strong enough bond. So you had said nothing.

Instead, you had crouched down beside your friend and helped her up, dragging her out of the canteen, all the way to a more secluded part of the campus. You hadn’t talked a word about her scholarship, but you had let her vent about the entitled nepo babies of your country and in a matter of mere months, you two had become the loudest spokespersons on the injustice in your university.

Being a Communication major, your assigned role was to write juicy, exposing articles about your fellow university students who abused their family’s power and while most of the time you were well-hidden in the shadows, behind your laptop, sometimes you had to put yourself out there to investigate. This was how you ended up in an empty tutoring room on the second floor of your school’s library with Cha Eunwoo whose lackeys had left the two of you alone as soon as the young heir had told them to.

‘Give me your phone!’ The boy demanded and while a teeny-tiny part of your brain was aware that you should have been more afraid, you were too pissed to do as he said. The only people who could boss you around were your parents and grandparents and even them rarely did so. Who was he to think you were his servant?

‘You mistake me for those losers. I don’t have to do anything you tell me to,’ you reminded him with a scoff, your perfectly made locks bouncing as you put your whole chest into this disrespectful, lowkey mocking gesture. You didn’t break eye contact. In fact! You kept your chin high.

‘I don’t like repeating myself,’ Eunwoo said, his facial expression so cold, you could feel the chill it sent down your spine when he took a step closer to you. However, you were your father’s daughter and despite your poor-girl-act, you had pride.

You linked your arms in front of your chest and let a lopsided grin adorn your rose-tinted lips.

‘Look at that. We actually have something in common,’ you mocked, enjoying the smallest cracks on his mask even though it didn’t take long for him to hold onto his self-control. He had clearly moved in the same circles as you would have done if your parents hadn’t been so protective over you.

Your grip tightened around your phone a little when Eunwoo took another step closer to you, but you refused to show how intimidated you really felt until your back hit one of the white walls. Because then… then you gulped. And that was a telltale sign, blood in the water. Just like a shark, the boy seemed ready to tear you to pieces.

‘Oh, we have a lot more in common than you let your pathetic little friends in on,’ Eunwoo said while he brushed a stray lock behind your ear. His touch was burning even though his finger barely grazed your jawline.

He leaned closer, so that his lips were right next to your earshell. Your heart was beating in your throat.

‘You like airing our dirty laundry, don’t you? How about we do that to yours. Wouldn’t you like that?’ He taunted you, his voice barely above a whisper and yet, at that moment it felt like he was talking into a microphone. A loudspeaker. ‘One more thing in common.’

He knew. Cha Eunwoo knew that you were faking it.

He knew and he enjoyed his leverage on you, which made your blood boil.

‘Fuck off,’ you pushed the boy further with both of your hands, but after the initial surprise faded, you lost your adventage. He invaded your personal space once again, effortlessly.

Eunwoo squeezed your cheeks, your lips puckering all sulkily.

‘Ah-ah. Let’s do something about that mouth of yours,’ he taunted you and for a second, by the way he was staring at your lips, you thought he would kiss you.

You yelped when he dug his fingers into the soft flesh in the crook of your neck and pushed you on your knees. What was happening? Would he… you tried to turn your head away, but his grip was too firm. Would he force you to suck him off in the library? He wouldn’t have, would he?

‘Start to beg. And don’t forget to kiss my feet while you’re at it,’ Eunwoo said and while his demand was outrageous, the relief you felt when you realised that he didn’t intend to rape you outpowered your annoyance.

Actually, you were so caught up in your slowly dissolving fright and the reassurance that his covered crotch in front of your face was a mere consequence of your heights that you lost touch with reality for a second.

Why were you kneeling in front of him? What had he said?

‘Beg for what?’ You asked, more confused than anything, which earned an eye roll from the boy. He crouched down in front of you and shook his head as though he was disappointed, as if you should have cared what he was thinking about you.

‘To keep your secret, of course. Though, if you want something else, too… Well, I might give it to you if you’re asking for it nicely,’ he shot a disgusting grin at you, smug and suggestive, which made you want to spit at his face.

You almost did so.

‘Go to hell,’ you mumbled under your nose, finally able to look away with his hand off your body. Still, it didn’t make you feel less caged. His closeness in itself chained you to the wall, and you hated it.

You hated him.

You hated that even though he knew who you were it didn’t shield you from his cruelty. That he didn’t give two damns about your family, but could use them against you at the same time.

‘Your friend works in the school library in her free time, doesn’t she? Should I go and find her?’ He asked, clearly amused and you bit into your lower lip to suppress another curse. He was clearly unaffected by your words and you really shouldn’t have risked pissing him off for real, should you?

As much as you would have liked to tell him to feel free to look for Yuqi and leave you the fuck alone, a part of you knew the girl would have hated you not only for lying, but for being rich as well. There was no way she would have forgiven you if Eunwoo had aired your dirty laundry and you loved Yuqi.

The possibility of losing her made your hand shake. When Eunwoo stood up and nudged your shin with his foot, you pressed your lips together and bowed.

You refused to let him see your tears fall when your lips touched his designer shoe.

the end.

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milkybonya · 4 years ago

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cheer up, buttercup!

order #001: large banana milk tea with pudding and grass jelly for Cha Eunwoo, requested by my lovely @daybreakx !

-> enemies to lovers! & college!Cha Eunwoo x (gn) reader

-> warnings: some angst and food mentions! also drinking/alcohol mentions and everyone is really mean to the reader >:0

-> where Eunwoo is the president of your department and you're the vice president. you work your hardest but always end up second to him.

[a/n]: i'm sorry for the CHAOS that this is and i feel like there is minimal (?) fluff but i hope you enjoYY THIS WAS FUN

You and Eunwoo had major beef. There wasn't even an event that started it all, but Eunwoo treated you with such disrespect from the start. And of course, anyone who disrespected you was on your list of... well, the closest thing to a list of enemies.

The first time you met him was in freshman year at the orientation before classes began. There was a basketball game going on and Eunwoo was playing. You watched from the sidelines in the shade, cheering him on at first because he was playing on behalf of your department.

Then, the ball flew in your direction. Eunwoo had tried to get the ball back for his team, but ended up accidentally throwing it towards you.

Luckily, it fell somewhere to your left, but it gave you such a fright that you stood up and started panting.

A few of the people who were playing rushed over to make sure you were okay, but Eunwoo didn't even throw a look your way.

"You, from our department? Just throw the ball back!" was all he said to you.

It made your blood boil.

Eunwoo was known for being a little blunt anyway, but he definitely went out of his way to grind your gears.

"Where is the president?" the social convenor asked.

You sighed, checking the time and noticing that Eunwoo was fifteen minutes late.

"If I knew where he was... If only I knew," you mumbled.

"Why is Eunwoo even the president, anyway?" another member of the student council asked.

"Because he's hot and cool and everyone likes him!" a girl squealed. You couldn't even remember what her position in the student council was, but judging by her comment, you realized that she must be here just for Eunwoo.

"He's absolutely dumb, does nothing all day yet somehow gets A's! Of course, why wouldn't he be the president?" your tone was dripping with sarcasm and your anger was almost about to overflow.

Until that man walked into the meeting room, at last.

"I'm dumb and do nothing all day? Why, thank you. I'm here, now," Eunwoo declared, strolling towards his seat. He had his black leather jacket slung over a shoulder.

God, I hate my life, you thought to yourself.

"That's what [y/n], said, but I don't think that way!" the girl who squealed earlier spoke.

"Thanks, Stacy."

Eunwoo only flashed her a quick smile before he sat back in his seat.

"So, what are we doing?"

"What do you mean, 'what are we doing'? We have an open house tomorrow and tons of high school students will be checking on our department! You're the president, you were supposed to-"

Eunwoo hushes you by raising up his hand from where it was resting on his thigh.

"It's all good, I've got it sorted."

He slammed down a notebook onto the table.

"I've taken notes on how open houses have been previously organized and have put them all in this book. I highlighted the events that seemed like they had a lot of potential, so look through those and decide on something, alright? I'll be off," Eunwoo explained, standing up.

"Where are you going?" you almost spat out at Eunwoo. He walks in here, makes a fool out of you and then decides to leave?

"To go 'be dumb and do nothing all day'. Isn't that what you said I do?"

He glared at you slightly before leaving the room.

"[y/n], you made Nunu so angry! Nunu, don't be mad, come back!" Stacy screamed, chasing after him.

You sighed, running your fingers through your hair.

"This idiot really thought I wouldn't know about the past open houses..."

You slam down the notebook that you had also brought.

"Damn... so he really just provided us some useless info and left?" the social convenor asks, shaking their head.

"Yeah, pretty much," you say.

So how did you and Eunwoo end up as vice president and president, anyway? Well, these positions were given to the students with the highest grades. Eunwoo had the highest, so he was given the title of president. You were trailing close behind, and were given the title of vice president.

You always told yourself that you should have been the president, and rightfully so! Eunwoo never did anything but play games on his phone, anyway.

When the open house event finally rolled around, you and Eunwoo were supposed to give a speech in a lecture hall to get the day started. It was mostly to welcome the high school students and lift the spirits of everyone there, not too big of a deal!

But still, big enough of a deal that Eunwoo should have shown up.

He didn't. And you were anything but surprised.

Forced to deliver your speech and somehow improvise along the way to make up for Eunwoo's missing presence, you were shocked to find that the audience started clapping right as you finished. It felt as though your hard work had paid off, and you stepped back, smiling at everyone in the crowd.

Until Eunwoo walked up to the mic, flashing a smile of his own and greeting everyone.

Yep, they had all been clapping for him, not for you.

Eunwoo turned and looked at you, mouthing, "did you prepare my script?"

"You were supposed to do that! Do I look like your secretary?"

Eunwoo scowled at you and turned to everyone who was seated. He ended up repeating a bunch of the same things that you had said and received an enthusiastic applause. You sighed from behind the curtains, wondering why Eunwoo always got the credit for all your hard work. It was probably his looks, but still.

Throughout the day, you walked around campus and ensured that everything was running smoothly. Eunwoo was supposed to be doing the same, you hoped, and you asked him this when you ran into him outside of the campus student centre.

"Have you been walking around like you were supposed to?"

"I'll deal with my business on my own," he said, almost scoffing at you. He was standing there scrolling through his phone.

"This isn't 'your business'? We're literally supposed to be working together!"

"Stop nagging me, [y/n]. I don't like it when you do that," he grumbled.

"Yeah, well I don't like you!" you yelled, storming away from him. You felt... very embarrassed. What kind of comeback was that? It sounded like something a child would say... oh, well.

You saw your friend handing out some goodies at a table outside and approached them.

"How's it going, vice president?" they asked you, handing you a snack.

"Terrible," you groaned, opening it and eating some.

"Why, what's up?"

"Cha Eunwoo is being a pain in the butt, as always," you sighed.

"You might want to watch what you say," your friend mumbled, pointing behind you.

You turned around a little too late as the snack in your hands was whisked away by Cha Eunwoo himself.

"You're the only pain in the butt here, [y/n]," he said, eating your snacks.

"What are you doing here?! You should be on the other side of campus!" you yelled.

"And you shouldn't be here, either," Eunwoo said with a glare.

"Can y'all go argue somewhere else? You're scaring the highschoolers away," your friend complained, nodding in the direction of some highschoolers who were hesitant to approach the snack stand because you and Eunwoo were arguing.

"Go attend to your duties, [y/n]," Eunwoo huffed, walking away from you.

You angrily stomped the ground, walking away and feeling a little embarrassed because you could feel the high schoolers watching you.

"[y/n], why won't you learn from Eunwoo a bit? I understand that he's the president and you're only the vice, but you could have at least prepared what we needed you to prepare!" the director of your department told you, shaking her head at you.

You tried to contain yourself and looked down as you rolled your eyes. The only reason Eunwoo was more prepared than you were today was because he had stolen what you prepared and claimed it was his instead.

"I understand, I'm sorry."

"You're at risk of getting your position taken away, [y/n]! This is a warning."

After leaving the director's office, you were met wih a grinning Eunwoo who was sat on the couches in the lobby.

"What are you looking at?" you asked him.

"Thanks for these papers, [y/n]," he said, holding up your hard work.

"I didn't even give them to you. You took them from me, but okay," you said, leaving him there.

You walked to a coffee shop that was on the same floor to get something to refresh yourself. Since it was so early in the morning on a weekend, the building was fairly quiet and empty. It wasn't hard to overhear a conversation.

"Eunwoo, I think [y/n] has not been taking their vice president duties seriously these days. Do you think we should find someone else?"

The director's voice.

"Do the other members of student council agree?"

Eunwoo's voice.

"I haven't spoken to them-"

"Then [y/n] remains as vice. I haven't seen any sort of slacking or a lack of seriousness from them, and I don't think anyone else is fit for the role."

Did Eunwoo just... compliment and defend you?

You turned around with your drink in hand to find that it was indeed Eunwoo talking with your director. Then, you quickly scurried away to avoid being seen by them, feeling very confused.

"Cheers!" everyone shouted around the table, clinking their glasses together before downing their contents. After a successful open house, everyone had gathered at a bar to celebrate. You squirmed in your spot beside Eunwoo, feeling uncomfortable. He rolled his eyes at you and shifted even closer to you, leaving you with less room to sit than before.

"Is that better?" he asked, smirking at you.

You frowned, pressing your foot on top of his clearly new shoes.

"Is that better?" you asked him.

"Why are you guys so close? Are you about to kiss or something?" one of the student council members asked.

"No! Ew-"

"And what if we did?" Eunwoo asked, glaring at the member.

What the hell?

The member looked down at their drink, unsure of what to say. The atmosphere grew awkwardly quiet until someone asked if everyone wanted more drinks, to which there were murmurs of agreement.

"Hey, [y/n], I overheard the director talking with you in her office today. Did she really threaten to kick you out as vice president?" the student council member next to you asked.

You laughed awkwardly, already feeling uncomfortable.

"Yeah... I'm working hard, though! So I'm sure it won't happen."

"Are you sure? You weren't able to prepare what the director asked you to, and there's been countless times where Eunwoo has always had to do things for you..."

You were in such shock. Everyone in student council knew that Eunwoo just acted like he was on top of everything, meanwhile you were doing all the work. Even for his grades, he never studied but was at the top because of all the people who handed him study notes and past tests to get his attention. You worked so hard...

"... I get that you're the vice president, but shouldn't you be trying a little harder? Hey... [y/n]? Are you crying?"

You couldn't help it... it had all been building up until now. You didn't even realize you were crying, though, until this guy pointed it out to you. His hand on your shoulder felt like it was suffocating you...

"What the hell have you been on about, you idiot?" Eunwoo growled from your right. You turned to him and he was glaring at the boy who had been talking to you.

"I-"

"Don't even talk. There's nothing but garbage coming out of your mouth. Come on, [y/n], let's go," Eunwoo said, grabbing your hand and guiding you out of there.

You were extremely confused, but more than anything, you were just sad. So you didn't stop Eunwoo when he led you outside of the bar.

"Is everything okay? Take some deep breaths." Eunwoo was staring right into your eyes as he spoke to you, reaching out his thumb to gently wipe your tears away.

"What's... going on?"

"That idiot was saying some useless garbage so I brought you out here. I can leave if you want to be alone-"

"No! No, please don't go," you begged, holding on tightly to his sleeve. You couldn't help it, you completely broke down and found yourself sobbing into his chest. What was weirder was that Eunwoo had his arms wrapped around you and was rubbing your back...

After you calmed done, Eunwoo insisted that he walk you back to your dorm.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" you asked him, sniffling quietly.

He threw his hands in his pockets and stared at the ground.

"I don't like it when people are mean to you, [y/n]," he said quietly.

"But you're mean to me all the time!" you pointed out.

"You're the one who started being mean to me!" Eunwoo whined.

You stopped walking.

"I started being mean to you? Eunwoo, you know you're the one who threw a basketball at me that day and never apologized, right?"

Eunwoo stared at the dark sky for a moment as he tried to remember what you were talking about. Then his eyes widened and he looked at you.

"Oh... I swear, there's an explanation-"

"There better be!"

"This is going to sound dumb but... I felt too shy to look at you... which is why I avoided you like that."

What? Eunwoo, the most cocky and arrogant president you know, was shy?

"Why in the world were you shy, Eunwoo?"

It wasn't just the slight breeze in the air that was turning his cheeks red, now. He was about to tell you something important.

"Ever since the first day at the orientation week... I thought you were really... attractive. And then, learning about you through all the icebreakers just made things worse. I don't really know how to handle my feelings, so maybe that's why I came across as so rude."

There was silence as you processed everything and starting walking to your dorm again.

"Eunwoo... if you had just cleared this all up a little sooner, we wouldn't have been like cats and dogs," you said, laughing nervously and touching the back of your neck.

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Do you still... like me?" you asked him quietly.

Eunwoo paused before answering. "I don't think I could ever just stop liking you."

Both of you giggled at his cheesy words. You felt like you were on another planet. The boy you'd hated so much turned out to have a crush on you?

"You don't need to tell me how you feel anytime soon. I know there's been a lot of misunderstandings... so let's just clear those up first?" Eunwoo cocked his head to one side.

"If you get to my dorm faster than me, I'll consider it!" you yelled before running in the direction of your residence building.

"I don't even know where you live!" Eunwoo yelled after you, following you along.

"What kind of president are you? You don't even know where your vice president lives?" you yelled back, sticking your tongue out at him.

Suddenly, Eunwoo caught up to you and started racing ahead. Of course he knew where you lived. He liked you.

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lunar-girl-fic · 4 years ago

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Against All Odds- Week 1

Warning: Harrassment/assault, language, suggestive, threats

Y/N POV

Word Count: 2530

A/N: As mentioned before this is based on my personal life. Even though not everything in this story happened, some of the more serious topics actually did. So a quick warning, there is content in here than can make the reader uncomfortable, specifically se**** harassment/assault. My intention in mentioning this in the series is to make people aware that this kind of stuff does actually happen in places you might not think it happens in. Also I try write relatable content. In my opinion Y/N reaction was kind of realistic. I reacted like that as well but instead of telling a boyfriend I told my close friend who worked with me and his reaction was the same as Eunwoo’s. Soooo in conclusion I hope you don’t think I’m writing this to be insensitive. I’m just trying to be as realistic as possible since it is based off my life.

A/N 2: I am a brown (If ya wanna know my exact ethnicity you could ask and I'll gladly tell :)), curly hair girl and since this is based on my personal life/experience I'm gonna write this series with those details in mind.

*Beep beep beep beep*

Your turned to your side to turn your alarm clock off. When you turned it off you gently pried the hands that were on your waist off. Even though your boyfriend was going to school the same time and place as you, you wanted to get ready first so you could make breakfast.

You took a quick shower and put on some home clothes because you didn't want to mess up your new uniform. After dressing you woke up Eunwoo.

"Eunwoo wake up" You said while shaking his shoulder.

He lifted his head towards you and barely opened his eyes, "Mmmh 5 more minutes", he mumbled dropping his head back onto the pillow.

You understood why he was so tired. You guys had stayed up late finishing the homework assignment that was due today. Had you guys known it was going to take so long you would've done it a week before but there's no point in dwelling on the past.

You shook him again, "Eunwoo, you have to get up. Class starts in an hour." He turned onto his back and whined.

"Morning sleepy head."

"Mornin’“

"You should start getting ready. We don't know how this man handles lateness."

"But I'm soooo tired." He said as he grabbed you and pulled you back onto the bed.

"I know, so am I."

"I can think of a couple ways to help us feel more energized." He said while caressing your thigh.

"So can I and it's called a shower and breakfast." You said while slapping his hand away.

He pouted, "You're no fun."

"I'll be sure to remind you of that next time you wanna have se-"

"Okay okay you win."

"I always do, now hurry up and get ready. You have about 15 minutes to shower and eat."

"Hmph, unlike you I don't take an hour just to shower."

"Wh-what?!? I don't take an hour!"

"How would you know if you've never timed yourself?"

"Well-I-you-"

"My point exactly." He said with a smirk as he closed the bathroom door.

You scoffed in disbelief but then thought about it. Maybe you did take an hour to shower but who cares. At least you were thorough when you cleaned yourself. You put your school uniform on and packed you and Eunwoo's lunch. Even though your school was close to fast food places, you guys needed to save up to pay for necessities. Plus who knows if your professor is actually going to give you a long enough break to buy food in those dreadfully long lines.

Just as you finished packing lunch Eunwoo walked out of your shared room fully dressed. You looked down at your watch and realized it was time to go if you guys wanted a seat close to the front.

As Eunwoo went to take a bite of his breakfast you snatched it out of his hand and bagged it.

"Hey! I was about to eat that."

"I don't think so, you took too long to get ready so now you have to eat it on the way."

"Sounds like too much work." He said as he tried to grab his food out of your hand. Of course since you were smaller than him you were able to escape and quickly ran to your bookbag to put his food in it.

After you zipped up your bag, you turned to look at your pouting boyfriend.

"As I said before your going to eat on the way there but since you'll be driving I'll feed you. How does that sound?"

His face beamed at your offer, "Let's get going then."

As you promised you fed him on the way there. By the time you arrived you had about 5 minutes to spare. Before you guys entered the gym you saw one of your classmates you made friends with when you took Pharmacology.

"Hey Laura!"

Laura turned around to see who was calling her name. When she saw who it was she instantly smiled. "Y/N! How are you?"

"I'm good, how have you been?"

"Pretty good, can't really complain." She said but then looked at Eunwoo who was just standing there looking like a teen whose mom just saw an old friend. You wouldn't have mind at first since this would be the first time she ever saw him. But the look she was giving him ignited a fire in you that only happens when you get jealous and that doesn't happen often. So you just stood there and tried your best to keep smiling and act like nothing was wrong.

"Who's your friend?"

"This is Eunwoo, my boyfriend." You said making sure to put emphasis on the boyfriend.

"It's nice to meet you." He said sticking his hand out for a handshake. She shook his hand. An action that is generally an innocent and friendly greeting seemed so wrong in that moment that you couldn't take it anymore.

"Ohh would you look at the time, we should probably go find a seat before all the good ones are taken." You said while pulling on Eunwoo's arm.

"Maybe we can sit together." Laura said as she tried to catch up to you guys.

"Mmmm I don't think we'll be able to." You said while you scanned the room for a row with only two seats available.

Bingo you thought when you saw row 3 only had 2 seats. You quickly pulled Eunwoo to the spot. You looked back to see what Laura was going to do and saw the look of defeat on her face. Which of course brought a smile to your face but quickly dropped it for a look of remorse.

Once you both pushed your chairs closer to each other you sat down and pulled out your syllabus, textbook and notebooks. You didn't even have a chance to talk to Eunwoo because it just turned 8 o'clock.

"Okay, Let's get started." The class immediately got quiet. "Welcome to Process 1, this is where you will learn the fundamental skills of nursing. I covered most questions in our previous zoom meeting so I will not be answering any today unless it has to do with the material. As I said before you must abide by the rules because this is Nursing and we need to shape you into future nurses. I will NOT baby you because this is college and if your looking for an easy class then you can go do Business Administration."

Oh great, another smart a**, you thought.

"Now let's get down to business. Today we're going to be watching videos of what you are going to do for your head-to-toe assessments. But before we do that I am going to let the other clinical instructors introduce themselves."

After they introduced themselves your professor started the videos. At first they seemed interesting but then after a while you started to get sleepy. And you weren't the only one. You looked over at Eunwoo and he was already sleeping. You gently pushed his shoulder and he woke confused about his surrounding until he realized he was still in school. Thankfully your professor finally gave you guys a break from watching videos.

"Okay now we are going to practice what you just saw. I want you to take a finger and find the 1st intercostal space and then the 2nd and don't stop until you get to the 5th one. You will do this on yourselves first and in a few minutes on your partner. But when you are with your partner you will only go to the 2nd one. "

That shouldn't be too hard, it's literally just the space between your ribs, you thought. But boy were you wrong. You couldn't tell if what you were touching was a space or something else and it started to hurt because you were putting a good amount of pressure. You looked over at Eunwoo and surprisingly he seemed to know what he was doing.

The few minutes were up and your professor told you to find a partner and find their intercostal spaces. Obviously you chose Eunwoo as your partner.

"Did you find it on yourself yet?"

"Yepp, it was actually pretty easy to find."

"Can you help me please?"

"Are you sure you want me to touch there?" He said with a smirk.

You narrowed your eyes at him, "Fine. I'll ask someone else. Maybe that guy by the projector... "

"No don't do that."

"Then help me and don't you dare try to do anything."

"Yes ma'am."

He took his pointing finger and started in the upper middle of your chest and dragged it side to side. In a non sexual way of course. He found it to be bit difficult to find it because of the fat in your boobs. However he finally found it.

"Ah, there it is."

"You found it?"

"I found two of them. The other 4 are a bit difficult to find since they’re underneath your top. The only way I can find it is if I stick my hand in your top."

"Eunwoo." You warned.

"What? I was just saying. I never said I was actually going to." He said feigning innocence.

"Could of fooled me."

He just shrug his shoulders, "Give me your finger so I can help you locate it."

It took a minute before he was able to locate it again but when you finally felt it you let out a breath of relief. You knew you needed to find this for your finals and if you weren't able to you surely would fail the class.

"Do you feel it?"

"Mhmm"

"Good, now find mine"

Since Eunwoo had a flatter chest than you it was easier to find despite him laughing from being ticklish. Before you had a chance to tell him your finding, your professor interrupted you.

"Fooling around isn't going to get you to pass my class."

"But we-" You said.

"Aa! Talking back isn't going to help you pass either. Now go find another partner. You need to practice on your other classmates because your not going to know who you'll be testing with until testing day."

You felt your insides boiling. You had to deal with this crap in high school and now your dealing with this in college. When he left you let out a strained sigh and Eunwoo instantly rubbed circles in your back to calm you down. Normally you would welcome this but you didn't want the professor coming back over to scold you so you pushed his hand off. He looked at you clearly hurt by your actions but you brushed it off and went to find a new partner. Unfortunately the only person available was actually the guy by the projector but at this point you didn't care.

You walked up to him and tapped his shoulder, "Excuse me, do you uh have a partner?"

He turned around to see who tapped his shoulder. You expected him to answer but then he started to check you out with a smirk on his face. "Well hello there, what can I help you with beautiful?"

You rolled your eyes, "I asked do you have a partner?"

"Oooo sassy too, I like"

You narrowed your eyes and turned to walk away, "I don't have time for this."

"Wait! I'm sorry I was just surprised you asked me when you have your boyfriend."

"Not trying to be mean or anything but I wouldn't had asked you if I wasn't forced to choose another partner."

He looked at you slightly deflated by your confession, "Ah... I see but since you need a new partner I'll gladly take the spot for now." He said as he got up to make his chest more accessible.

"...okay... thanks I guess."

At first it started off fine., You were able to find it on him rather quickly. However when it was his turn that's when it turned into a problem. He found the first one and gradually went lower until he reached the beginning of hem of your scrub top. You expected him to stop there but when he started to put his hand lower in your top you instantly jumped back.

"Wh-what are you doing?!?!?!"

"Just doing what we were told to do."

"You were supposed to stop at 2."

"Was I? Must've misheard, my bad." If you weren't paying attention to his tone you would've thought he was being sincere just by his facial expression.

Not wanting to cause a scene the first ay of class you excused yourself and went back tp your seat to think about what just happened. Was this something you would need to report or were you over exaggerating? Should you tell Eunwoo? What if the guy was right and made you get in trouble for not listening to instructions? All those questions raced through your mind until Eunwoo saw your troubled face and left his partner to comfort.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked as he placed a comforting hand on your back not caring if the professor saw.

"Yea... actually no."

"What happened?"

"I was working with that guy over and he was about to put his fingers down my shirt before I stopped him."

Eunwoo's gaze instantly hardened and if looks could kill that guy would no more. But you couldn't have your boyfriend fighting your battles for you. You gently cupped his face with your hands and made him look at you.

"Promise me your not going to do anything."

"I don't know..."

"Promise me."

"I can't promise I won't do anything but I do promise to not intervene over something you can handle."

"I guess I can take that."

"You'll have to because I am not about to just let some guy touch you like that without your permission. He's lucky I wasn't there because he surely would've been picking his teeth off the floor."

"You know, I never took you as the violent type."

"I can promise you I'm not but this is a different story."

That was the end of the conversation because your professor continued on with the rest of the lesson which was fairly easy. He dismissed the class an hour earlier since it was the first day. However when you guys went home instead of relaxing you started your clinical homework because you didn't want a repeat of what happened last night.

It was about 11 o'clock when you finished half of the assignments. Eunwoo was starting to lose focus so you decided it was time to go to bed. After you finished putting on his t-shirt and your curls in a bun, you went to join him in bed. He pulled you closer to him so that there was barely any space between the two of you. You knew this was his way of silently comforting you. He wasn’t going to lie. He was looking forward to having sex with you but after todays events he knew you probably weren't going to be in the mood and just want to sleep off the days problem. You were thankful but deep down you knew you weren't going to get much sleep that night...

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the photo’s used. I got them off of Google.

A/N: Soooo sorry for the long wait. I had so much to write that Ii realized I couldn’t put everything in this one post. On that note I’m hoping I can have the next post up by next week. :)

#eunwoo #eunwoo smut #eunwoo angst #astro smut #astro angst #eunwoo fluff #astro fluff #eunwoo x reader #nursing au

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jiniretracha · 8 months ago

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ꕤ 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 '𝟐𝟒 - 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟖 ꕤ

Cha Eun Woo x fem!reader: lingerie use

summary: Nayeon, your best friend, had insisted you on buying a lingerie set for your boyfriend.

warnings: smut, lingerie, insecurities (?), unprotected sex, i just want a bf like him is that too much to ask?

word count: 1.5k

kinktober masterlist // masterlist // ko-fi

The shopping mall wasn’t something you frequented that much. You were more into online shopping and when you did actually go, you always went to the same shops. Plus, crowds weren’t really your thing. It annoyed you that people didn’t really know how to walk through aisles without bumping into you.

But there you were.

Nayeon, your best friend, had insisted you on going to the mall, blabbering about wanting to buy a new set of lingerie for her. She kept skipping through the different stores until she reached one of her liking.

“Tell me, isn’t this cute?” she asked, grabbing a creme baby doll dress and holding her up over her chest.

You smiled and nodded. “Yeah”

She huffed and left the baby doll back in its place. “You’ve said that about every single piece of clothing that I’ve shown you, Y/N” she pouted as she crossed her arms over her chest with a frown.

You chuckled. “I’m sorry, Na. I’m just a little bit tired” you sighed. “But I promise I like it, I think it’ll look amazing on you”

Nayeon then gasped and covered her mouth. “Holy shit, I know! We’ll have to get you one of these!” she squealed, clapping her hands together.

Your eyes widened. “Oh God, Nayeon. Please…”

“Oh come on! Don’t you wanna show Eunwoo how good you’d look in one of these? Because I’m telling you, that man is whipped as fuck for you. Would you imagine if he saw you in one of these?” Nayeon kept on insisting.

You grimaced and arched your eyebrows. “You’re sure these will look good on me?” you asked her.

Nayeon practically snorted at your insinuation. “Look good on you? Fuck no, you’ll look stellar, perfect, flawless in them” she smirked.

You let out a sigh and gave up. “Okay, help me choose one?”

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Nayeon left you at home with the baby doll set you purchased, in hopes that your boyfriend would like you in it.

You had already tried it on back at the store, but you felt like trying it on again.

You stared at yourself in the mirror dressed up in a light mint green coloured lace lingerie set, the bra cups pushed up your tits on your chest, practically spilling out. The panties were thin as freaking lines and they barely made an effort to cover up your crotch.

You chewed on your lip as your eyes danced all over your figure.

Your heart started slamming inside your ribcage when you heard the front door opening and a familiar sigh.

“Baby, I’m home” Your boyfriend called out from the living room. “Are you in the bedroom?” Eunwoo asked.

You snatched your robe from the closet and quickly threw it on, tying the knot quickly over your waist. “Y-yeah, I’m here!” you called back.

His comforting and very much needed presence filled the room. He instantly smiled at you and walked over to you, framing your face and kissing your lips. “I missed you” he whispered against your lips and you giggled.

“I missed you too” you whispered back.

“You just came out of the shower, hon?” he asked you, noticing that you were wearing a robe.

You looked down at what you were wearing and felt your cheeks reddening. “Uh- I- no. I just came back from the mall with Nayeon” you stammered.

“Oh, everything alright?” Eunwoo asked, his eyebrows furrowing in worry, noticing your discomfort in both your face and tone

God, you loved him so much. “Yeah, everything’s fine… I just- um…” you cleared your throat.

His eyes searched your face. “What?”

“I bought a lingerie set” you said. “For you…”

Eunwoo smiled. “Okay? Show me!” he said excitedly.

You bit your lip. “I’m just- I don’t know- I’m not sure if you’ll like it. It- I think it makes me look weird” you said, feeling the insecurities start to creep up on you.

He frowned. “How in the hell would you, the most beautiful woman to ever walk this earth, look bad or weird in a lingerie set, are you kidding me?” he asked, kind of offended you’d even insinuate that, even if he hadn’t seen you yet in it.

You chuckled with a cute blush painted on your cheeks. “Okay…” you said and your fingers went to untie your robe.

“Is it under this?” Eunwoo asked, and you almost laughed at how cute he looked with his eyes blown wide.

You nodded and quickly took the robe off, letting it fall to your feet.

He let out all the breath he was holding in a rush. “Fuck… baby. Do you even know how perfect you look right now?” he asked. And before you could reply, he grabbed your waist. “Turn around” Eunwoo said, and you clenched around nothing at how demanding he sounded.

You obeyed and turned around, biting your lip as his eyes wandered around your behind.

You yelped and jumped up when you felt a sharp sting on your ass, meaning your boyfriend had just spanked you. “Shit, babe, I’m hard as fuck” he said, and turned you around by your waist. “You feel it?” he asked you, grabbing your hand and placing it on his crotch.

You bit your lip as you felt his erection through his jeans.

“Do you even know how it makes me feel that this is the first thing I see after coming home from work?” he asked you, pulling you against his chest, your pelvis hitting with the hardness on his pants.

Eunwoo didn’t even let you answer, instead his lips silenced you in a kiss, inserting his tongue inside your mouth quickly, licking and sucking at your tongue.

You moaned against his lips and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer towards you.

He backed you against the closet door, your back hitting the wood. His hands went up to your chest, pawing at your breasts, gripping them and pushing them together.

Eunwoo bit your lip and tugged on it. His fingers toyed with the clasp that sat on your chest, and opened it slowly, leaving your nude torso on display for him.

He threw his shirt on the floor, feeling hot himself and his mouth immediately attached to your nipples, sucking on your skin, making you throw your head back in pleasure.

“Eunwoo…” you sighed, carding your fingers through his black hair and tugging on it.

“Fuck, and you thought I wasn’t gonna like this on you?” He said and then tugged your panties to the side, brushing his fingers over your wetness. “You’re so fucking soaked” he chuckled.

“Do something about it, please” you moaned.

“Oh, I will”

He knelt down on the ground and grabbed your leg, draping it over your shoulder. His fingers pushed the thong to the side and licked over your hole. Your head hit the wooden door as Eunwoo started playing with your clit with his tongue, flicking it.

“Shit, I’m gonna need you to sit on my cock” he groaned, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to the bed.

Eunwoo was quick to throw his pants and underwear off his legs, his cock standing up and leaking over his stomach.

He grabbed your hips and made you sit down on his thighs. He pushed the thong to the side and grabbed the open lapels of your baby doll set to inch your chest closer to him.

You grabbed his dick and probed it on your entrance. The moment you sat down, you both moaned in unison, feeling his mushroom tip hit the spot as soon as he was buried to the hilt inside of you.

Eunwoo hooked his hands under your thighs and slammed you down on his cock, earning a high pitched whimper from you.

Your nails clawed at his back as he kept on slamming you down, keeping his bounces rhythmic.

“You like that, baby?” he asked you, his mouth coming to bite at your chest, licking and sucking at your nipples.

“Y-yeah” you nodded. “Shit, Eunwoo, don’t stop” you whined.

His mouth was busy so he could only groan and nod against your chest. He made a movement with his hips, thrusting even deeper inside of you that made you fall against his face.

Eunwoo moved so his nose was pressed against the crook of your neck, taking full advantage of the way you were fully slumped on him.

He rubbed at your clit, trying to get you to orgasm. “Are you close, honey?” he asked you.

You could only nod dumbly as only whimpers were only coming out of your mouth due to your brain that had turned into mush.

He felt your orgasm wash over his dick and he slammed once filled you up, feeling your body almost boneless on top of him.

He let himself drop on the bed on his back, with you on top of him.

“Babe, you okay?” he asked, his hand brushing down your back.

You nodded against his chest. “Better… than ever” you sighed.

He chuckled against your hairline and one of his hands came to scratch your scalp. “Do you believe me now that I find you insanely attractive with these shit on?” Oh you sure as fuck did now.

── .✦

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mykoreanlove · 1 year ago

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afraid of love

Exhausted from the intensity of the night before, you sank into the comforting embrace of your fluffy bed. But even in the tranquility of your room, your mind raced with memories of Eun Woo.

Did he make it to Seoul already?

Images of last night flooded your consciousness like a vivid, intoxicating dream.

Heated kisses on every inch of your body ignited a fire within you, each touch sending shivers down your spine and leaving you breathless with desire. Eun Woo's lips, soft and insistent, traced a path of passion across your skin.

His dark, brown eyes seemed to peer into the depths of your soul, stripping away all pretense and laying bare the raw, unfiltered emotions that lay hidden within. In those moments, it felt as though you were the only two people in the world, lost in a shared intimacy that transcended words.

Your bodies intertwined for hours, moving together in a dance of ecstasy and longing. Every touch was a symphony of pleasure that left you both gasping for breath.

Dirty promises were whispered into your ear, each word sending a jolt of electricity coursing through your veins. In the darkness of the night, with only the sound of your ragged breaths to fill the silence, you reveled in the shared intimacy of your whispered confessions, each promise a testament to the passion that burned between you.

As the night wore on, you both became a canvas for each other's desires, covering each other in colorful marks that served as a physical reminder of the passion that had ignited between you.

And as sleep finally claimed you both, you drifted off in his strong embrace, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a peaceful slumber. In that moment, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that you had found something special, a connection that transcended the physical and reached deep into the depths of your soul.

Adrenaline flooded your system as you thought off all the things you did last night.

Or three nights prior to that. You matched on a random Sunday, after being abstinent from dating for a long time. Eun Woo was in town only for a couple of days for a video shoot but that didn’t stop him from having a good time.

He had been single for years after having his heart shattered by his first love. Ever since, he toyed with women as he pleased.

The first date was spent in his apartment, eating, and talking, cuddling, and fucking.

He was a passionate lover, even though he was starving for love and affection. The second date was a spontaneous invitation late at night, after all his mandatory meetings had been dealt with.

You repeated the first date’s actions but this time it felt more familiar, already knowing what you liked and needed. Eun Woo gave you his all, adoring you in every way he could.

Until he had to leave.

You remembered the sound of his alarm clock this morning, way too early and too sudden. He shifted in his sleep, groaning as he did not want to leave you.

Kisses on your neck were accompanied by his fingers entering you, sighing in appreciation. “God, you feel so fucking good, y/n.”

Minutes after he was gone, catching his plane back to Seoul. You put your fingers on your lips, looking for the traces he had left. The sudden vibration of your phone brought you back into the present moment.

I landed. Tired as fuck though. How are you?

Missing you.

You didn’t want to get your hopes up – after all he didn’t even live in the same country. This was nothing but a repeated one-night stand, right? You thought back to the conversation you had before falling asleep.

“Do you think there is a future for us?”

He caught you off guard with this question, making you panic to find the right words.

“That depends on how well you treat me, Eun Woo”, you mocked jokingly.

He broke into laughter, loving your sassy side.

“I will love the ground you walk on, my queen. How about that?”

You joined in on his laughter and turned to face him, staring into his beautiful eyes.

“Do you mean it?”

He nodded.

Did you really mean it, though?

Oh, good! Seoul has you back then 😉 Lying in bed and cuddling my plushie since you’re gone…

Did that sound stupid?

Your insecurities churned within you, suddenly you were hyper-aware of everything you said and did.

Haha

That’s it?

You felt sick to your stomach as you took that as confirmation. After all, you were right about him. He only used you for some fun during his trip. And now he’s back in his real life, in which you had no place in.

This was nothing but fun to him. Nothing but a repeated one-night stand.

Brrrr.

Brrrrr.

What the fuck?

Barely awake you searched for your phone on your nightstand.

3:33 AM.

Who the fuck texts me at this hour?

You were instantly awake as you realized who it was.

Eun Woo.

I have no idea if you’re awake. You’re probably asleep. And I shouldn’t blow up your phone. But I can’t help myself.

Anxiety formed in your stomach.

What was that supposed to mean?

Are you okay?

It took him seconds to answer.

You’re awake? Did I wake you? I’m sorry.

You sat up in bed, anxiously typing your reply.

It’s alright. Why are you up? Everything okay?

You saw him type his reply for minutes, driving you crazy in your heightened state.

No. Nothing is okay. I can’t stop thinking about you.

You swore your heart skipped a beat.

Did I read that right?

I can’t stop thinking about you and it drives me crazy.

You gasped, trying to think of a reply.

You make it sound like it’s a bad thing…

Countless messages followed.

It is. Because you are not here with me. And I’m not there with you. I… I didn’t want to leave you this morning. I wanted to stay. With you, y/n. I really wanted to stay.

You pinched yourself, unsure if this was real.

Ouch.

Definitely real.

I know I sound crazy. Maybe I am. But I have fallen for you. HARD. The last hours I’ve thought about how I can manage to come back to your city. Or how I could persuade you to come visit me in Seoul. I almost popped a blood vessel thinking of ways. What did you do to me?

You chuckled. Relief washed over you, since he felt the same way you did.

I keep replaying last night over and over. How mesmerizing it felt to look into your beautiful eyes. How amazing it felt to kiss you. How mind-blowing it felt to be inside you. Oh god and speaking of blowing. The way your juicy lips wrapped around my cock? I’m losing my mind here, y/n. I’ve jerked off twice and still I couldn’t fall asleep. Or stop thinking about you. I’m a simp now, aren’t I? Look what you turned me into.

You were in shock.

Hours ago, you thought he would abandon you and go on with his life but here he was, confessing his desire for you. Making it obvious that he wants to continue this and get to know you better.

Now is the time to get my hopes up, right?

Do you want me to fly over?

You felt brave asking, believing in your chance at love for once.

Already checking flights, babe.

A broad smile formed on your lips.

I can’t believe this.

He is serious, isn’t he?

I can’t wait to be with you, y/n. I really fucking mean it. And that scares me the most.

You understood him perfectly, especially since the connection between you was so strong. This was nothing like you had ever encountered before. It scared you just as much, but you were willing to try.

Hey, uhm… Wanna be scared together?

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nishimurasririizz · 5 months ago

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⌗ pictures you’ve taken of your boyfriend, eunwoo.

#cha eunwoo #astro eunwoo #lee dongmin #kpop dr #eunwoo imagines #eunwoo x reader #kpop #cha eunwoo x reader

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kcake555 · 2 months ago

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Eunwoo cake 🍰

astro

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icequeenbae · 2 years ago

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Translucence (m) | Astro LDM

Pairing: Cha Eunwoo x Reader (Lee Dongmin x Reader)

A Jinjin cameo? hehe

Established Relationship, slice of life, fluff, PWP, smut

Warnings: glass bathroom you heard me lol, explicit content, unprotected sex, this is smut with minimal plot (it’s becoming my style), a sprinkle of voyeurism, maybe a noona kink, maybe Dongmin's splendid ass is mentioned more than once

Word Count: ~4.2k

Author’s Note: Heyyy~ Finally posting my first ASTRO fic! This has been waiting to be released for a while now, but the timing wasn’t working out… But now that it’s done, I hope that you enjoy this little story! Let me know what you think~ And a special thank you to the lovely @the-boy-meets-evil for looking over my story, I really loved your comments, Jess <3

Summary: It’s your first short vacation with Dongmin since you started dating, and you get a chance to stay at an extremely fancy hotel in Jeju. The ocean-view suite is perfect, yet there’s a small inconvenience… or a genius design?

Network tags: @superm-net @exo-writers-net @bbh-net @k-vanity @ksmutsociety

It was your first time taking a vacation together.

With the type of hectic schedule Dongmin had to maintain, you barely managed to book the hotel of your dreams for this weekend, which was actually your one-year anniversary. Two days was all you had, and you planned to enjoy them to the fullest, start to finish.

Which was why you’d surprised your boyfriend by appearing clad in a white sundress with a stylish wide brim hat to match. It was a simple feminine look, yet it set the mood from the start.

‘Wow, I’m suddenly looking forward to our flight…’ He smiled at you softly before murmuring, ‘You look beautiful.’

Avoiding his eyes timidly, you chewed on your lip to contain a silly grin. Dongmin took the handle of your suitcase to put it away in the trunk of the car.

‘Let’s get going, we have to be at the airport in thirty,’ Jinwoo’s voice startled you as the window on the driver’s side rolled down. ‘You’ll have a whole hour to exchange your lovey-dovey stares on the plane, children.’

‘Hyung…’ Dongmin mumbled in embarrassment, and you coughed, sliding into the backseat while your boyfriend’s palm hovered above your head protectively.

‘I’m older than you, Jinwoo-yah,’ you scolded, and he hummed in response.

‘Barely!’ He glanced in the rearview mirror, meeting your eyes, and added. ‘Noona.’

You shook your head in disapproval, and turned to Dongmin, who settled in the backseat with you and moved to buckle you up.

‘I can do it! Let’s not make Jinwoo cringe.’

‘Why would he cringe…’ Your boyfriend pouted, watching you tug at the seatbelt.

‘I’m fine unless you start the funny business,’ the leader announced nonchalantly from the front seat.

‘Have you ever caught us doing anything?’ You huffed, and the car was silent for a few long seconds. ‘Have you??’

‘Does hearing count?’ He asked, and your boyfriend’s eyes almost bulged out of his head.

‘Shut up,’ you laughed nervously, only half-assured that it was a joke.

‘It’s actually true. It was when we all stayed at the dorm for a sleepover. You rustle like mice,’ Jinwoo recalled.

‘What?? We weren’t doing anything fu-’

Dongmin’s hand suddenly squeezed your thigh, putting a stop to your protesting speech.

‘Please, just… change the subject, noona.’

Teasing you and Dongmin was Astro members’ favorite pastime, and you noticed from the very beginning. They simply loved making him a flustered mess. Not that you couldn’t relate – the face genius looked almost unbearably cute when embarrassed. You weren’t a stranger to teasing him yourself, just to get your fix of his adorable shy smile and his extensive nagging about how you never let him breathe.

In fact, he loved to nag. It was his way of showing affection.

‘Ah, noona… Your dress is so revealing,’ he kept whining while you were on the plane. ‘D’you know how active the sun is in Jeju? Did you apply the sunscreen thoroughly?’

‘Yes. But you can reapply it if you want an excuse to touch my chest,’ you murmured, making him flush red and lower his voice to a scandalized whisper.

‘That’s not what I meant-’

‘I’m sure it isn’t.’ You hummed, laying your head on his shoulder. ‘But I’d still let you.’

The flight from Seoul to Jeju Island was rather quick, about one hour in the air. And it seemed to be over even faster since you were too busy whispering, giggling like lovestruck teenagers, and ‘oh’-ing in excitement as you looked out the illuminator.

Going on a trip with your boyfriend was something you’d been dreaming of for months now, so your mood was through the roof from the moment you woke up. It kept gradually increasing while you were on your way to the dream destination, and reached its peak when Dongmin rented a car to drive the two of you to the hotel.

‘If anything is better than this view,’ you turned away from the window to look at your boyfriend’s relaxed form. ‘It’s probably this.’

‘What?’ He glanced at you, not catching your meaning.

‘You.’

He huffed, scolding you for being cheesy.

‘What, I’ve told you this before! You look most handsome either when you’re driving or when your hair gets wet.’

‘I shall try driving with wet hair someday. Will that make you explode?’

‘Is that your goal?’ You asked, tracing your index finger down the side of his neck, which made him squirm.

‘Stop it, you know I’m ticklish…’

‘You’re not ticklish, you’re sensitive.’ You corrected, running the pads of your fingers over his skin again to make him shudder. ‘So, who’s exploding now?’

He gave you a reproachful look, and you chuckled, pinching his cheek to annoy him further.

‘Why do you have to be so shameless, noona…’

‘Don’t you love that about me?’ You asked playfully.

‘I do,’ he was quick to admit. ‘I love everything about you.’

Caught off guard by his sudden confession, you fell silent. Dongmin didn’t say things like this often, he was a bit reserved about his feelings. You actually recalled that he’d only said ‘the three words’ twice in the span of your relationship. And on one of those occasions he was actually drunk, so… yeah. He was strangely tight-lipped about it for the romantic that he was.

But you’d learned to accept it. You wouldn’t push him to do something he didn’t want to or wasn’t ready to do. So, you just said nothing before your hotel was finally visible.

‘This is great, we can just drop everything and head out to the beach! I’m living for this weather,’ you said, clapping your hands in excitement.

Dongmin nodded in agreement.

As expected, the hotel was splendorous. You noticed that while your boyfriend was checking you in. Taking those few minutes to look around, you found yourself ogling the crystal-clear glass constructions that separated the lobby and the waiting area. The outer wall was also steel and glass, so you could enjoy the beautiful landscapes of Jeju even from there.

‘Let’s go,’ a low voice called, and you followed the tall figure to the elevator.

You really wanted to give him a back hug as he pressed the button, but decided to at least wait until you were on your floor.

Dongmin took your suitcase, which made you pout, unable to hold his hand.

‘I think it’s here,’ he guided you to the door and used the card to open it. ‘After you.’

And there went your plan to give him a back hug. Up in flames.

You sighed and stepped into the room.

‘Oh!’ You exclaimed, rushing to get rid of your outdoor shoes in favor of slippers. ‘Let’s check the view! Come on!’

Surprised by your eagerness, your boyfriend shook his footwear off as well, reaching out his hand to allow you to tug him towards the balcony.

‘Oh my god, this is even better than I expected!’ You squealed, almost jumping in excitement, and squeezed his palm. ‘My hands are itching to take pictures! Come on, lean on this railing.’

Knowing better than to argue with you, he did exactly as he was told, and posed for you.

‘Ah, so handsome,’ you kept repeating, while preserving this moment in the form of a photograph.

Dongmin lost his patience in about a minute, pulling you closer to his body.

‘Are you interested in the view or in spending time with me?’

‘I see you every other day, and it’s my first time in Jeju, of course I’m interested in the view!’ You exclaimed. ‘Especially when you’re making it even better.’

He allowed you to kiss away his pout, and held you close for a selfie.

‘No, my head looks too big like this!’

You jumped in place to reach the phone, because your partner refused to take likable pictures.

‘I got it, I got it,’ he assured you, angling it to make the two of you look disproportionate again.

When you pinched him angrily, he laughed in the cheekiest way possible, begging for mercy instantly.

At least then you’d managed to finally take presentable photos.

Leaving you to admire the ocean some more, Dongmin headed back inside to unpack your belongings. You needed to change into your swimsuits if you wanted to enjoy the rest of the day on the beach.

‘Uh- noona?’

‘Mhm?’

‘Did you… see that?’

His voice sounded confused, so you followed it back into the room.

‘See wha- Omo! Is this..?’

You turned to your boyfriend, who denied you eye contact.

‘Glass bathroom.’ He noted blankly, without showing what his actual feelings about it were.

Was he shy? Anxious? Excited? Uncomfortable? You couldn’t decipher his expression for the life of you.

‘Yeah,’ you agreed.

It was a simple yet exquisite design, which, no one could argue, looked good. But the problem was that the bathroom here had no wall separating it from the main bedroom space. Which could only mean…

‘Well, I’m sure we’ll manage,’ you shrugged, walking past Dongmin to find your change of clothes. ‘Get your swimwear out while I change. And don’t peek!’

He grumbled under his breath and you snickered faintly. Damn, you were going to have to face the bathroom issue at some point today. And you should mentally prepare.

It wasn’t on your mind for long though.

As soon as you hit the beach… The beautiful clear sky, the warm sand under your bare feet, the lagoon blue water – all of it occupied your head and made you forget all of the possible inconveniences.

‘Don’t swim away,’ Dongmin nagged, stretching out his arms to reach you.

‘Why, scared of going in deep water?’ You teased him, splashing him lightly with your foot.

‘Noona,’ he sulked, and you allowed the waves to push you towards your boyfriend.

As soon as you were within his reach again, he pulled you closer to his body, not caring too much about the spectators.

‘What now, giant baby?’

‘Don’t call me that,’ Dongmin murmured, and you instantly knew he wanted a kiss.

‘There’s too many people, Min-ah,’ you responded, placing your palm on his chest, covered by the soaked white fabric of his tee.

‘Just once,’ he badgered, stepping closer to you.

Of course, his feet were still grounded where you were floating.

‘Why should I?’ You feigned a complaining tone, glancing at his plump lips.

‘Because.’

Dongmin’s hands seized you by the waist, and your forearms prickled with goosebumps.

Staying still while he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, you’d allowed him to steal this quick kiss before swimming away again.

You had literally spent all day in the water, taking short breaks to let your wrinkled skin get back to normal. And reapply sunscreen again, of course, with your boyfriend being a total worrywart.

‘I don’t want you to get sunburnt. Your skin is so fair and delicate, it’s important to make sure it’s protected. Did you know getting sunburned increases your chances of skin cancer?’

A worrywart and a smartass.

It was hard to be mad at his smart (and round) ass though, when he had brilliant ideas like tonight. Dongmin had suggested ordering a fancy dinner to your room and having it on your balcony to enjoy the view.

‘Wah, the sunset is perfect today,’ you said.

‘Your dress goes well with it. Very chic and minimalistic.’ His eyes followed the curve of your waist down to your thigh.

‘I’ve had it forever, but I have no clue where else to wear a red silk gown.’

‘Don’t.’ Dongmin’s cheeks and lips were both red from the wine. ‘Only wear it for me, noona.’

Chuckling, you rose from your seat and stepped closer to your boyfriend. Using just your index finger, you tipped his head up to meet his eyes, and then you put your right knee onto his chair, right between his thighs.

‘Are you telling me what to do now, aegi?’ You asked, enjoying the sensation of his gentle fingers ghosting over your thighs.

‘It’s your decision, but why would you deny me this request?’ His hand became more confident, creeping up your bare skin now. ‘Are you hungry for someone else’s attention?’

‘How drunk are you, Dongmin-ah?’ You asked, brushing your lips against his. ‘Because it seems like you could do something right here, where people might see us.’

Straightening up, you smiled angelically at him.

‘We need to shower and cool off. I’m pretty sure I have sand where it shouldn’t be.’

It was obvious that he was disappointed, but the night was young, and to fully enjoy the experience you had to sober up a little. But it was nothing a quick shower couldn’t fix.

‘You go first, I’ll get rid of the dishes. Don’t argue,’ you cut him off, nodding at the entrance to your room. ‘Go.’

It took you only a few minutes to tidy up, so when you walked in Dongmin was just starting out. The water was on, and he was in front of the glass door, almost ready to step in.

The realization hit you right then. You were going to see all of it. And you didn’t hate the idea.

You’d watched, as if in slow motion, how your boyfriend shoved his underwear down, revealing his plump butt, and got into the bath. Feeling no shame whatsoever, you stood your ground, staring at his bare back.

The water hit his body, languidly running down his smooth skin like a dozen forest streams. From where you were standing you could see the enticing flex of his muscles and the breathtaking curve of his waist. As he leaned in to wet his hair, you pressed a palm to your mouth. This slight voyeurism was making you quite… hot. And bothered.

Swallowing hard, you took a step towards him. You were a bit uneasy with the thought of how he might react. At least you’d hoped that he wouldn’t consider you a complete pervert. But you couldn’t resist the obvious temptation; it was most likely what this bathroom was built for. After all, you still owed him a back hug in your mind from earlier… Surely, he wouldn’t mind that you decided to give it to him now, you thought.

Easily sliding your dress and underwear off, you stopped in front of the glass that was getting foggy already.

‘Dongmin-ah,’ you called, opening the glass door to join him. ‘Noona doesn’t have to wait, does she?’

There was no way you could get a coherent response to your question as your hands wrapped around him and your cheek pressed to his shoulder blade. You felt him freeze for a moment, probably startled by your actions, and then he sighed under his breath.

‘What are you up to now? I thought you wanted me to cool off.’

‘Did you now?’ You hummed, pressing a quick succession of kisses along his spine. ‘Would you like me to stop?’

He pressed his palm to the wall in order to maintain his balance under the attack of your tantalizing hands.

‘No.’

Snaking your hand down to cup his balls, you smiled at his gasp of surprise.

‘That’s what I thought.’

With your body pressed so tightly to his, you didn’t even think twice before grinding on his ass and urging him to moan out loud as your fingers wrapped around his semi-hard penis.

‘Noona…’ He gritted, glutes flexing against your pelvis impatiently. ‘What are you doing…’

‘You don’t like it?’

Dongmin glanced at you over his shoulder before turning to face you. His hands gripped your sides and pushed you into him.

‘Were you watching me this entire time?’ He scolded in his low, velvety voice.

‘It was just a couple minutes,’ you defended weakly and wrapped your arms around his neck, ready to purr as his palms stroked up and down your back.

‘I see.’

You stood like that for a few moments, soaking in the warmth of your entangled bodies while the water splashed you from the side.

‘Didn’t you mention having sand in places it shouldn’t be?’ He murmured, hands dipping lower to squeeze your ass. ‘Want some help with that?’

‘How naughty,’ you snickered, messing up his wet hair even further. ‘Would you rather help me clean up, or...?’

‘Or.’

He responded in a heartbeat, gripping you tight before lifting you up to settle you in the bathroom wall niche.

‘But I can always do both,’ he said, readjusting the shower head to splash you with water again.

You squealed and dragged him in the line of fire as well. Inevitably in ten seconds you were both properly soaked.

‘There was no need to get my hair wet. You look sexy like this, and I look like I need to use a hairdryer real bad.’

He ignored your complaints, leaning close and nearly grazing your lips. With your eyes shut, you waited a few seconds but nothing happened.

‘Were you expecting a kiss?’ He grinned in your face, eyes crinkling in mischief. ‘Aw, what a tiny baby…’

Recalling your earlier interactions in the water, you rolled your eyes at him.

‘So, this is your revenge?’ You asked, not resisting as he wrapped your legs around his waist to move even closer. ‘I don’t find it fair since I did let you kiss me. In public.’

He huffed in response to your statement.

‘You call that a kiss?’

Dongmin’s lips suddenly found yours, and you couldn’t avoid the contact. Tilting your head back you hit the tiled surface, but, thankfully, your boyfriend could predict this move. His palm on the back of your head cushioned the hit, and you could only squeak in surprise, parting your lips invitingly.

He wasn’t the type to waste an opportunity like that. And once Dongmin’s tongue was in your mouth, there was no point in fighting him. Your partner was a little too good at French kissing, and you could easily admit to being hopelessly weak to his talent. He was also a toucher, so whenever a makeout session started, his hands would be all over you.

Moaning as he squeezed your breast gently, you pushed against his chest to break the kiss. Your lips were moist, and you were sure it wasn’t because of the water still running, and you licked them in a failed attempt to gather your thoughts together. Dongmin used your momentary struggle to tease you.

‘That is what I call a kiss, noona. You know this.’

You gulped, trying to think of a good comeback. At this point, you really just wanted to surrender. But him being smug about it was an obstacle: you had no intention of pleasing his ego with instant capitulation.

Grabbing a handful of his hair, you pulled hard. His head whipped back, and you didn’t think twice before latching onto his neck hungrily.

Dongmin’s grunt was the single sexiest thing in the entire situation, not even the sight of his broad shoulders that you were holding onto right now or his curvaceous butt that you loved so much could compete with the sound he produced. It was both surprised and pained, loud and husky with pleasure. You could tell he was conflicted about it just from the way his fingers dug into the skin of your sides, almost scratching at your ribcage, while his cock twitched, pressed between your bodies. He needed to get you off of himself but did he want to?

Pulling away from his flushed neck, you tugged at his hair again just to hear him groan beautifully before he used his strength to tear your hand away from his hair.

‘Noona. You know how heavily it bruises,’ he rubbed his neck with the pads of his fingers. ‘Why would you?’

‘On a scale from one to ten,’ you murmured, brushing wet hair out of his eyes. ‘How much did you hate it?’

You touched the tender skin of his neck, just where the redness was growing, and his breath seemed to get shakier.

‘…s-seven,’ he mumbled.

‘Mm?’

Dongmin cleared his throat, staring at you through his dark eyelashes.

‘Three point seven,’ he offered this time, and you couldn’t help but smile.

‘That’s more like it,’ you hummed, finding his frowning lips in a quick peck.

Meanwhile, he reached down to wrap his fingers around his rock-solid cock to guide it where you both wanted it.

‘Ough-’ You gasped as he bottomed out in one go. ‘Don’t be impatient.’

Your boyfriend’s hips didn’t slow down one bit, although his next thrust seemed slightly more careful. He loved you but he was also damn stubborn.

The glass wall behind Dongmin was getting cloudier from the hot water, which you didn’t hate. The enclosed space seemed snugger now that you were isolated from your surroundings in a way, holding so tightly onto each other. Your skin was slippery under your partner’s fingers, yet he made sure to secure you in his arms. He liked to make it known that once he got you, he wasn’t letting go.

‘Mm- Dongmin-ah,’ you moaned, clutching his shoulder to ground yourself as he kept thrusting quickly.

‘There,’ he finished for you, already knowing what you wanted to express from the way that you tightened around him.

‘Yes, fuck-’

‘Don’t you wish you were more compliant earlier?’ He chuckled darkly, knowing damn well his hips were steadily pushing you towards your release.

The curses you muttered only spurred him on. He got fired up easily, and wanted nothing more than to see and hear you come undone. Especially when he felt he was denied something – like access to your body.

‘I’m… so close, Min-ah, please- You feel so good.’

You knew he liked to stay in control, so instead of bickering with him mid-sex, you just let him know how great he was at what he was doing. A tiny smile that he couldn’t contain revealed that he was pleased with the option you decided to take. With that, he got slightly more determined and aggressive in his thrusting. Patience was not the virtue that he possessed, so you simply closed your eyes, focused on the grind of your bodies.

‘God, I love you so much,’ he gritted, letting out a curse under his breath.

The words were muffled, but you heard them loud and clear. A pleasant shiver ran down your spine, and you moaned, muscles clenching around his cock. The smooth sensation of his length sliding in and out of you made your legs start to tremble.

‘Dongminie-’ You wailed as his hips kept up the brutal pace that brought you to your release so quickly.

He was still going fast and strong while you yelped, on the verge of pushing him away.

‘I’m there, I’m there… Y/N! Agh-’

Dongmin’s voice reverberated from the walls, not even absorbed by the thickened fog around you that you barely noticed. He groaned loudly as he came, and your pussy quivered while you took all of what he was giving you.

Resting his forehead in the crook of your neck to get a breather, he ran his hands up and down your damp waist. You allowed him a moment to gather his strength, finding his slumped shoulders and stroking them along with his back. There were still butterflies in your stomach – either from your recent orgasm, or from him sneaking in the words you cherished so much, or both.

His hands soon reciprocated.

‘Dammit.’ He cursed, turning his head to kiss your neck that was in close proximity. ‘I feel like I could go again.’

The announcement made you squirm. Going several rounds was more than fine with you, but the bathroom wasn’t really suited for his appetites. You could barely hold your balance on wet tile, and it was also getting too hot and humid for your taste.

‘Are you cold?’ He asked, breaking you out of your thoughts.

You realized his palm was slowly caressing your back, feeling almost scorching against your skin.

‘Not too cold. But I’d still prefer to continue after we finish the shower.’ You suggested, hoping that he wasn’t dead set on milking the bathroom thing further.

‘Noona needs to lie down. I got it.’

You were both grateful and annoyed at his answer.

‘Noona can very well be on top if someone lets her.’

He quickly let you down from the niche you were occupying. Just to remind you how much taller and broader than you he was, for sure.

‘Someone prefers to have noona underneath. Nice and pliable.’

‘It has to be your way, doesn’t it?’

You exchanged naughty chuckles.

‘Come on. Haven’t you been imagining exactly this since the moment you saw the bathroom area? I’m not entirely convinced it was my way just now.’

‘Oh well. I guess I’ll have to convince you once we get to the bedroom.’

‘Who said I wanted to relocate?’ He asked, eyes narrowing at you cunningly.

You were positive that next time you should go for a glass jacuzzi to get the best of both worlds. It’s bigger, warmer, comfier… And still see-through. And hot as hell.

Dongmin snorted, inspecting the pensive expression on your face.

‘I’ll give you a five-second head start to reach the bed. If I catch you on the way… We’re doing it here.’

In any other situation you would’ve called him out for his childishness. This time, however…

You were out the glass door in a heartbeat.

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A/N: Thank you for reading!! Please comment and reblog if you'd like to support me ✨ I don't write for fandoms other than EXO often, so feedback is important to me~

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oiê dadai! você pode fazer Locks do eunwoo? serei mt grata! 🤍

☆ eunwoo ( astro ) lockscreens !

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ㅤㅤⵌ ׄ ۪ 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 ⁰⁰ ׄ ⑅ CEW ‌˖ ֺ ᰮ

— DESCRIPTION ੭ in which they learn about the woman mr cha eunwoo bagged... and she's far more than just the owner of south korea's hottest club.

— PAIRING ੭ cha eunwoo x fem!aston!driver.

— FILE ੭ social media au.

— SERIES ੭ "WAIT...THEY MAKE SENSE !?"

— WARNINGS ੭ language.

— FACE CLAIM ੭ lisa of BLACKPINK.

❪ main masterlist | kpop masterlist | f1 masterlist ❫

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mj_7.7.7 no one ask me anything.

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user AYO...HUH

user lee dongmin, a damn explanation would be nice 😭... what happened to hello, how are you ?

user I ain't no sheldon genius kid but, I am a y/n l/n stan, and THAT people, looks like my girlie.

↳ user dude...Y/N AND EUNWOO !?!? like, like, like, Y/N L/N AND CHA EUNWOO !?

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↳ user you're telling me there are people who don't know who Y/N L/N IS !?!? nah das crazy.

↳ user guys, we can't just assume that's y/n just because it's her club, u literally can't see shit on the picture 😭

ddana_yoon where's my pic creds ???

ddana_yoon no ? okay.

ddana_yoon ynusername, tell eunwoo hyung to give me creds or I'll expose ur relationship.

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୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ he was sunshine, I was midnight rain 🌧

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The Day You Forgot But He Remembered 🍰

Author's Note:

Hii it's been a while, I got my motivation back and decided to drop this. This is a birthday special for Y/N. Enjoy your time with him!

Includes:

- fluff

- birthday celebration

- amusement park date

- drama (jealousy scene?)

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It is your day and you're still currently sleeping soundly in your shared bed.

Eunwoo looked over at you, admiring your sleeping form and smiling softly, his gaze filled with affection. He slowly got out of bed, trying not to disturb you. He went about his morning routine, taking a quick shower and getting ready for the day. Once he's finished, he quietly head downstairs to the kitchen, wanting to surprise you with breakfast.

You shifted slightly in the bed, remaining asleep.

Eunwoo noticed your movement, his gaze lingering on your sleeping form for a moment. He couldn't help but smile softly, his heart filled with affection. He quietly left the room, going downstairs to the kitchen to begin making you breakfast. He hummed softly to himself as he prepared, his mind lost in thought, his hands working efficiently.

A few minutes later, he finished preparing your favorite breakfast and started setting the table. He carefully set everything on the table, making sure it looked perfect. He then glanced at the clock on the wall, noticing how much time he still has before you would wake up.

He washed the dirty dishes and dried his hands before heading back upstairs to your room, gently opening the door. He stepped into the room, quietly walking up to the bed. He stood next to the bed, looking down at you with a soft, affectionate smile on his face, gently stroking your hair, his touch tender.

You stirred awake, your eyes fluttering open, still slightly disoriented at the moment.

Eunwoo watched as you slowly wake up, his hand continuing to run through your hair gently. He greeted you with a soft, fond smile, his voice gentle.

"Good morning, jagiya."

You could only stare at him, your eyes half-lidded, your demeanor sleepy.

A soft laugh escaped Eunwoo's lips as he saw your sleepy expression, finding you utterly adorable. He continued to gently run his hand through your hair, his touch tender and gentle.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty."

"A few more minutes..." you murmured quietly, closing your eyes again.

Eunwoo couldn't help but laugh softly, finding your response endearing. He leaned down, gently brushing your hair away from your face, his hand still moving through the strands.

"No can do. Gotta wake up now. I have something to show you."

"Why? What is it?" you asked, clearly having forgotten what day it was.

Eunwoo smiled fondly at your confusion, gently leaning down and giving your forehead a soft kiss, his hand still stroking your head.

"It's a surprise."

"Mhm?" You opened one of your eyes to look at him, a faint smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "What is this? You look pretty handsome this morning?" You commented, your voice tinged with affection.

A soft laugh escaped Eunwoo's lips at your comment, his expression softening with affection. He gently tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, amused by your compliment.

"Are you trying to flatter me?" He teased, his hand still gently playing with the strands of your hair.

"Ani. I'm just telling the truth." You replied fondly, letting out a small chuckle.

Eunwoo grinned at your response, his gaze warm and fond. He leaned down and kissed your forehead affectionately, his heart overflowing with love for you.

"You're such a flatterer." He said playfully, a teasing hint in his voice.

You smiled wider and kept your eyes closed for a while longer.

Eunwoo watched you with a tender smile on his face, admiring your calm and relaxed state. He sat down on the edge of the bed, still gently stroking your hair, his touch soft and gentle. After a moment, he spoke softly,

"There's no going back to sleep, jagiya. Come on, get up."

"Okay fine. Give me a moment."

Eunwoo chuckled softly at your response, his fingers still carding through your hair. He nodded, a soft smile on his face as he watched you.

"Take your time."

After a bit, you sat up in bed, stretching your arms above your head as a soft yawn escaped your lips.

Eunwoo watched you sat up, his gaze filled with affection as he took in the sight of you waking up. He observed you as you stretch, his gaze softening even more at the sight of you yawning.

You finally got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Eunwoo watched you as you made your way to the bathroom, his gaze still fixated on you. He felt a sense of anticipation, knowing he has a special surprise waiting for you downstairs. He decided to head downstairs to check on the surprise, knowing he has a few minutes before you come down.

You took your time brushing your teeth and loosely tying your hair.

Downstairs, Eunwoo finished setting up the surprise, making sure everything looked perfect. He checked the clock, realizing he still has some time before you come down. He stood by the table, looking at everything he prepared, his heart thrumming with anticipation.

After a short while, you came downstairs, entering the kitchen.

Eunwoo heard the sound of your footsteps coming down the stairs and turned his head toward you, a warm smile appearing on his face, his heart thudding with anticipation. He watched as you enter the kitchen, his gaze filled with love and affection for you, feeling a swell of happiness at the sight of you.

"What did you prepare?" you asked curiously as you walked in.

Eunwoo's smile widened at your question, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He took your hand in his and led you toward the table, gesturing for you to take a seat.

"Close your eyes." He said softly, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice.

"Erm okay?" you decided to trust him and closed your eyes.

Eunwoo watched as you close your eyes, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement coursing through him. He stood in front of you, his hand gently cupping your chin.

"Keep them closed." He said, his voice low and tender.

"I mean... what day is it today?" you asked once more, having no idea at all.

Eunwoo couldn't help but chuckle softly at your question, his heart swelling with affection at your cluelessness.

"It's a surprise, jagiya. Just patience." He gently chided, his hand still cupping your chin, his thumb tracing gently over your lower lip.

You kept your eyes closed and stayed quiet, waiting for whatever surprised this is.

Eunwoo smiled warmly at your obedience and patience. He let his hand drift down from your chin, his fingers softly grazing against your neck. He stepped behind you and gently wrapped an arm around your waist, his breath soft against the back of your head.

"Don't peek. I know you're curious, but keep those pretty eyes closed."

Eunwoo guided you carefully toward the surprise, making sure you don't accidentally open your eyes. He placed you in front of the surprise and moved to stand beside you.

"Am I allowed to open them now?"

Eunwoo couldn't help but smile at your eagerness to open your eyes. He softly pat your head as he spoke.

"Soon. Just a few more seconds."

After a moment, he finally spoke up. "Okay, jagiya. You can open them now."

You finally opened your eyes.

Eunwoo watched as you open your eyes, his gaze fixed on your face, waiting for your reaction. The room is filled with decorations, the table set up with breakfast, the room filled with a warm, soft, and cozy atmosphere. On the table was a plate filled with food a beautiful breakfast spread of pancakes, salad, scrambled/sunny side up eggs, sausages, slice of tangerines, bacons and a big strawberry cake, as well as a bouquet of red roses in the middle

Your eyes lit up even more at the sight of what Eunwoo prepared for you, feeling a wave of love and appreciation washing over you. "Woah... all this for me...?" You asked in a pleased voice, looking over at him.

Eunwoo smiled warmly at your reaction, his heart swelling with affection seeing you so pleasantly surprised. He nodded, softly running his fingers through your hair.

"All of this is for you, jagiya." He affirmed, his hand gently resting on your shoulder.

You turned to him, your eyes clearly sparkling for him, genuinely happy at his surprise. "Thank you, jagiya..."

Eunwoo felt his heart flutter at your expression, his affection growing as he looked at you. He gave you a tender smile, his eyes filled with warmth as he heard you call him "jagiya".

"Happy birthday, Y/N. I'm glad you like it." He said softly, his hand moving to gently rest on your waist, pulling you closer to him. He wrapped his arms around you loosely, holding you in a comfortable embrace.

You wrapped your arms around his neck in response, leaning up to hug Eunwoo properly, a bright smile plastered on your face.

Eunwoo felt his heart fill with love as you hug him, his arms wrapped around you tightly, pulling you against him. He rested his chin on the top of your head, embracing you close, savoring the feeling of holding you in his arms. He softly hummed in contentment, his fingers running gently through your hair. He closed his eyes, simply enjoying the moment of being close to you.

After a moment, he spoke up softly, his voice tender. "Let's sit down and eat now, okay?"

You nod and took a seat across from him.

Eunwoo followed suit and sat down across from you, his gaze still fixated on your face, taking in your every expression. He watched as you look over the spread of food in front of you, his heart filling with affection at the sight of you being so pleased.

He reached out and took your hand in his, gently holding it, his thumb softly stroking the back of your hand.

"Is there something you'd like to eat first?"

"I'll have the pancake first."

Eunwoo smiled at your choice and picked up the plate with the pancakes with his free hand, placing it in front of you. He let go of your hand and watched as you start eating, his gaze filled with affection at the sight of you enjoying the food he prepared.

You also tried the salad, sunny side up egg, slice of tangerine, and bacon. You looked over at him with an appreciative smile, nodding in approval.

Eunwoo felt a sense of pride swelling within him as he watched you eat, happy that you are enjoying the food he prepare for you. He chuckled softly at your expression and smiled back warmly.

"I'm glad you like it." He said, his voice filled with contentment. He scooped up some scrambled eggs and took a bite.

Lastly, you wanted to try the strawberry cake next, eyeing at it with interest.

Eunwoo noticed your gaze on the strawberry cake and smiled softly, cutting a slice of the cake and placing it on a plate, pushing the plate toward you. He watched as you took a bite, waiting for your reaction.

You took your first bite of the cake, a hum of satisfaction leaving your lips. "It's sweet. I like it." you commented fondly and took another bite, enjoying every bit of it.

Eunwoo felt happy at your reaction, his expression softening at the sight of you enjoying the cake, his heart full of warmth.

"I'm glad you like it." He said, a soft smile on his lips. "I made it specially for you."

You paused and glanced at him. "You did? You baked it for me?" You're in awe, you couldn't believe it..

Eunwoo nodded, his smile widening at your surprise. He watched you in affection, his gaze tender as he spoke.

"I did. The cake, the spread, the food. Everything I made from scratch."

"Thank you, jagiya. I must say you're good at everything you do." you commented genuinely, your eyes twinkling with affection.

Eunwoo felt s a rush of warmth flood through him at your compliment, a soft flush appearing on his cheeks. He reached over and softly pat your head, gently ruffling your hair, his tone soft and affectionate.

"You flatter me, jagiya."

You instinctively leaned into his touch. "For real though, you're all-around and I love that about you." You remarked lovingly.

Eunwoo's heart felt like it could burst from happiness at your words, his cheeks growing redder as he felt even more touched by your admiration. He held your gaze, his expression filled with affection and appreciation.

"That's very sweet of you to say, jagiya." He said, his voice soft and tender. "But I love everything about you as well."

Your smile deepened, your gaze locked on his.

Eunwoo felt completely enamored by your gaze, his heart swelling with love as he looked at you. He reached across the table and held your hand in his, his thumb gently stroking the back of your hand, his touch tender and affectionate.

A few moments later, you finished eating, feeling both satisfied and content.

Eunwoo watched as you finish eating, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the sight of you being full and satisfied. He stand up and walked over to you, his gaze soft as he looked at you.

"Did you enjoy your meal, jagiya?"

You looked up at him and nodded in affirmation, your expression warm.

Eunwoo felt a soft smile forming on his lips, his heart fluttering at your affirmation. He gently wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him, his touch tender and affectionate.

"I'm glad." He said softly, his gaze filled with affection as he looked at you, his gaze slowly shifting toward the bouquet of roses and then to the heart-shaped decorations.

You followed his gaze and turned to look at the roses and the heart-shaped decorations around the room. You looked back at him with a puzzled expression, your question clear in your eyes.

Eunwoo noticed your puzzled expression and smiled, his gaze softened by affection, as he lightly ruffled your hair.

He took one of the roses from the bouquet and gently cupped your chin, bringing the rose close to your face, the petals of the blossom touching the skin on your cheeks.

He softly whispered, "For my one and only love."

You didn't expect that and gently took the rose from him, holding his gaze. "Ah, thank you."

Eunwoo couldn't help but smile at your soft demeanor, his heart overwhelmed with affection at the sight of you holding the rose.

He took a step closer to you and tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear.

He spoke in a gentle tone, "You're welcome, jagiya."

An idea crossed your mind. "Since it's my birthday today... can we go to the amusement park?" You asked, your eyes holding a hint of anticipation.

Eunwoo's smile widened at your request, his eyes softening at your hopeful expression. He gently brushed his finger over your cheek, his touch warm and tender.

"Of course, jagiya. We can go to the amusement park." He replied, his voice filled with affection.

Your face brightened up at his agreement and you immediately stand up from your seat. "I'll go get change then." you informed him before going straight to the bedroom.

Eunwoo watched you go, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he admired your enthusiasm. He took a seat at the dining table, his gaze filled with fondness as he waited for you to come back.

You came back dressed in a cropped grey sweatshirt over a white collared shirt, paired with a pleated denim mini skirt with frayed edges and a layered hem. You accessorized with a small tan crossbody pouch.

Eunwoo felt his breath catch in his throat as his gaze fell on you. The sight of you in your outfit caused his heart to skip a beat, his mind instantly filled with affectionate thoughts.

His eyes roam over you, taking in the way the cropped sweater hugged your frame, showcasing your subtle curves, the white collared shirt adding a hint of contrast and the mini skirt accentuating your legs, making you look effortlessly chic. The tan crossbody pouch added a touch of edgy allure to your overall look.

You smiled softly at him and asked: "How do I look?" you took a small step closer to him.

Eunwoo's heart fluttered at your question, his gaze filled with affection and adoration as he looked at you.

He gently took hold of your hand, his touch tender and gentle, bringing you even closer.

"You look beautiful." He praised, his voice soft and warm, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he took in your appearance.

You smiled even more at his praise, your eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thanks. Shall we go now?"

Eunwoo's heart warmed at seeing your radiant smile, his gaze softening with affection. He gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

"Of course, jagiya. Let's head out."

Eunwoo led you to the car, opening the door for you and making sure you get in first. He closed the door before briskly making his way to the driver's seat. He settled in, then buckled up and started the engine. Within a few moments, the car started moving, making its way to the amusement park.

Meanwhile, you enjoyed the scenery passing by as you drove to the amusement park.

Eunwoo occasionally glanced over to you, his eyes soft and affectionate as he observed you, enjoying the way you seem to enjoy the view. A warm smile played on his lips as he focused back on driving, the radio playing softly, filling the car with a cozy ambiance.

Eventually, the amusement park came into view. Eunwoo drove the car into the parking lot, looking for a suitable spot to park. After finding one, he pulled up and turned off the engine. He got out of the car, closing the door. Then he walked around to the passenger side, opening the door and holding his hand out to you.

You gently took his hand as you got out of the car.

Eunwoo smiled warmly at you as you got out of the car, gently pulling you closer to him as he closed the door behind you. He kept your hand in his, your fingers tangling together, his touch soft and firm.

"Are you ready?" He asked as he looked at you, waiting for your answer.

You nodded eagerly, your eyes sparkling with excitement.

A soft chuckle escaped Eunwoo's lips as he gazed at you, his heart swelling with affection at the sight of you being so excited. He laced his fingers through yours, holding your hand tightly but gently.

"Let's go then." He said, his tone filled with amusement. With that, you walked toward the entrance of the amusement park.

You looked around the amusement park, already thinking what ride you should get on or games to play.

Eunwoo smiled softly, his gaze fixed on your face as he noticed your excitement. He observed you silently for a moment, his attention locked on your every expression. When you don't seem to know where to go, he spoke up.

"Where do you want to head to first, jagiya?"

You turned to look at Eunwoo. "Rollercoaster!" you exclaimed enthusiastically. "Let's try that one first." you added.

Eunwoo chuckled at your sudden outburst, his heart overflowing with affection. He squeezed your hand affectionately and smiled at you.

"Alright, let's go." He responded, his tone warm and soft. He started leading you toward the nearest rollercoaster.

You followed closely beside him, you could barely wait.

Eunwoo led you to the queue, his hand still holding yours. You both wait in line, your eyes fixed on the rollercoaster, anticipation coursing through you. When it's finally your turn, Eunwoo went in first, holding your hand and helping you to be seated. Once you're both buckled up, a feeling of anticipation began growing in your stomach, your heart starting to pound with adrenaline.

The roller coaster started moving, gaining speed as it went higher and higher. You held tightly to Eunwoo's hand, feeling the rush of exhilaration and the wind on your face. Eunwoo, noticing your reaction, gripped your hand even tighter, silently letting you know that he's there with you.

You felt reassured by Eunwoo's touch and you felt yourself enjoying the rollercoaster ride with him as time went by.

As the roller coaster ride continued, Eunwoo kept his gaze fixed on you, enjoying seeing the thrill in your expression, his heart feeling full. Every dip and turn, every elevation and drop, he tightened his grip on your hand, his touch gentle but steady, silently providing reassurance and comfort with his presence.

Throughout the ride, you placed your trust in him, occasionally smiling in his direction.

Eunwoo silently watched you throughout the ride, his own heart beating with excitement as you both experience the adrenaline through the ups and downs. He couldn't help but smile at your smiles, feeling a sense of reassurance knowing that you trust him. He kept a close watch on you, making sure you're safe and comfortable, and his hand never leave yours.

You held onto his hand tightly during the ride, feeling safe with him.

Eunwoo felt your tight grip on his hand, his thumb rubbing against your knuckles, giving you a gentle reassurance. Whenever the car dips or makes a sharp turn, his grip on your hand tightened in response, keeping a firm hold on you. Despite the rush of sensations, he kept his focus on you.

Soon, the ride has come to an end.

Eunwoo looked at you, gently squeezing your hand.

"You did great." He praised you as he unbuckled the seatbelt and helped you out.

Your gaze softened at him as you stepped out of the ride, your eyes literally observing Eunwoo with quiet fondness.

Eunwoo met your gaze and noticed your soft expression, his heart melting at the sight.

He took your hand in his, intertwining your fingers, his grip tender as he led you away from the rollercoaster.

You slowly start taking a walk, the atmosphere around them calming.

The tension eventually leaves your body, letting yourself relax in his presence.

Eunwoo felt an immense sense of satisfaction as he sensed your body relaxing around him, his heart light. You walk together, your pace slow but steady. He found that having you by his side is a comfort, and he couldn't help but steal glances toward you every now and then, taking in the sight of your relaxed figure and the softness in your eyes.

"Let's get some drinks, jagiya." you suggested softly as you walked.

Eunwoo let out a soft chuckle at your suggestion, his gaze affectionate. He squeezed your hand softly and nod.

"Sounds good, jagiya."

"What do you think we should drink?" you inquired, thinking about the choices of drinks.

Eunwoo pondered for a moment, considering the options around them.

"Well, what are you feeling like, jagiya? There's all sorts of choices around us." He said, his tone soft and gentle.

"Hmm..." you stopped in your tracks and turned to him. "I can't choose between iced tea or iced coffee." you told him with a small pout.

Eunwoo chuckled softly, a fond smile on his face as he saw your conflicted expression. He gently tapped your pouted bottom lip with his index finger to tease you before speaking.

"You're having trouble choosing? Why not get both?"

You perked up, a beam appearing on your face. "What? You're gonna pay?" you asked, your voice expectant.

Eunwoo laughed softly at your reaction, his heart swelling a little, his gaze soft and affectionate.

"Of course. You could get both." He said, his tone sincere. He gently ruffled your hair playfully, his touch tender.

Your smile faltered after overthinking it. "But... what if I get an upset stomach because of it?"

Eunwoo could sense the worry and concern in your tone, his expression turned soft as he looked into your eyes with a warm smile.

"Well..." He paused, his fingers gently combing through your hair, before speaking again.

"That's why we go slow. You can have sips of both and finish one first before moving onto the other."

"Okay, I have decided. I'm going to get iced tea first and after all of our adventure I'll make my iced coffee my last drink." you stated, your voice laced with determination, your demeanor positive.

Eunwoo chuckled softly at your determined demeanor, his gaze filled with affection, as he listened to your plan of drinking iced tea first.

"Alright then, you've made your decision." He said, his smile still warm and gentle. He held your hand loosely, giving it a light squeeze, leading you toward whichever stall has iced tea.

You followed him happily toward the stall that sells iced tea.

Eunwoo walked you to the stall, his gaze still fixed on your face, his hand holding you close. Once they reach the stall, he glanced up at the menu board, scanning the drinks available. "So, which flavour do you want?"

You leaned in casually to whisper in his ear. "Apple."

Eunwoo's heart skipped a beat as you whisper in his ear, his breath catching softly. He felt a wave of affection at your simple choice.

"Apple," He repeated to himself softly, before turning to order the drink for you. After a little while, the worker handed over the cold apple iced tea into an even colder disposable cup, filled to the brim.

Eunwoo took it over to you, his gaze warm and tender.

"Here you go." He said, his tone soft and tender as he handed you the drink, his free hand gently rubbing your shoulder.

"Thank you, jagiya." you accepted the cup from him and drank the iced tea slowly, savoring it.

Eunwoo watched you take slow and delicate sips of your iced tea, a soft smile lingering on his lips. He observed you silently, his gaze warm with affection. He found himself fixated on the way you savor the drink, your every move captivating to him.

You finished it, quenching your thirst. "Ah... that was good." You commented, a pleased expression on your face.

Eunwoo smiled softly, his gaze still fixed on you, his heart feeling soft and light.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, jagiya." He said, his tone gentle. He reached out and rubbed your arm affectionately.

"Okay, I'm ready. Let's go to the next ride."

Eunwoo nodded, his gaze fond as he saw your eagerness.

"Alright, let's go." He said, his tone soft. He gently took your hand, intertwined your fingers together. He started leading you to the next ride, guiding you through the crowds.

You followed after him, feeling a surge of excitement for the next ride.

Eunwoo led you through the crowds and toward the ride, his hand still holding yours. As you wait in line, he observed how you have a bounce to your step, excitement coursing through you. He couldn't help but smile at your eager demeanor, your enthusiasm contagious. He found himself entranced by your infectious enthusiasm. Once you reach the front of the line. he helped you get seated and buckled the seatbelt for you, making sure you're comfortable and secure.

You appreciated the gesture and settled comfortably on your seat.

Eunwoo glanced over to check on you, his gaze filled with a sense of reassurance. Once the ride began to move, he placed his hand on your lap, as if to keep you grounded. He watched you closely, observing your reaction to the thrill of the ride.

You completely trusted him as you allowed yourself to enjoy the ride together with him.

Eunwoo stayed near, his gaze still fixed on you as the ride picked up speed. He could see the exhilaration in your eyes, the excitement etched on your face, and he felt a sense of contentment. He kept his hand on your lap, the touch reassuring and warm. Every time the ride dips and rises, he gently squeezed your thigh, an involuntary gesture of comfort.

You seemed to be enjoying yourself despite the thrill of the ride, a wide smile on your face.

Eunwoo watched you with a warm smile, his heart feeling light at the sight of your wide smile. As the ride continued to move, he could sense the adrenaline coursing through your veins, your eyes shining with excitement. He kept his hand on your thigh, his touch gentle and grounding, a subtle reminder that he was there with you through it all.

After trying out few of the rides, you and Eunwoo decided to play carnival games this time.

The two of you made your way toward the carnival games, Eunwoo's hand still holding yours. You browse through the various games, your eyes darting from one game to another, taking in the various prizes displayed.

"You choose this time, jagiya." you let him pick, gazing at him in anticipation.

Eunwoo looked at you, his gaze soft, considering the options, before settling on one game.

"I think we should try this one. It's simple enough and it looks fun." He said, gesturing toward a game where you had to knock down bottles, his smile warm.

"Sure." you replied lightly and tugged Eunwoo along with you, making your way toward it.

Eunwoo followed after you, your hands still intertwined. When you arrive at the game, he looked at you for a moment, his eyes filled with fondness before pulling away to pay for the game. He soon received a ball from the worker, and turned his attention back to you with a smile on his face.

You watched him closely as he play the game, cheering for him internally.

Eunwoo focused on the bottles, his aim precise and steady. He took a deep breath and threw the ball, his eyes locked on the target. The ball knocked down the bottles, one by with satisfying thumps. Eunwoo grinned, his gaze turning to you, pleased with the results.

You were standing beside him and admiring him silently, obviously impressed by his skills and efficiency. "Woah. As expected of Eunwoo." you uttered, a hint of awe in your voice.

Eunwoo turned to you, a soft chuckle escaping his lips at your awe. He noticed the hint of amazement in your voice, and he felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him.

"It's nothing." He said, his tone humble as a slight blush dusted his cheeks at your praise. He carefully placed the ball down, looking at you and letting out another soft chuckle.

"What else are you not good at?" It's rather a statement and not a question. You looked over at him fondly, letting out a warm chuckle.

Eunwoo paused for a moment, a smile forming on his lips. He met your gaze, his expression soft as he pondered your question with an amused glint in his eyes.

He responded with a touch of humility. "Well..."

He paused, seemingly racking his brain for a response. Then, he looked at you again, a teasing smile on his face. "Are you trying to call me perfect?"

You narrowed your eyes at Eunwoo playfully. "Correct."

Eunwoo laughed at your response, his heart softening at your playful manner. He looked into your eyes, his gaze still soft with affection. He gently tugged you closer, his expression turning thoughtful as he pondered your words further. "Well, perfection doesn't exist, you know."

"If perfection doesn't exist, why am I seeing one now? He's standing right in front of me." you remarked, a teasing glint in your eyes, your gaze fixated on him

Eunwoo felt his cheeks heating up at your words, flustered by your praise and the way your gaze was fixed on him. He gave a soft chuckle and shook his head, his heart feeling lighter.

"Oh, stop it." He muttered softly, the tips of his ears turning red. He gently pulled you closer toward him, your bodies almost touching now.

You smiled fondly at his reaction before speaking again. "You need to get your reward. You knocked those bottles out." you refered to the prize.

Eunwoo smiled at that, his gaze drifting toward the prize—the stuffed toys—then back at you. He noticed your expectant gaze, and his heart softened.

"I suppose so." He replied, the hint of amusement still present in his tone. He held your hand in his and walked over to the prize area, picking up the toy and holding it out toward you. "For you."

"Oh you're giving it to me?" you couldn't help but smile brightly at him, accepting the teddy bear from him, hugging it in your arms. "Thank you, jagiya. I'm so happy right now." you spoke genuinely.

Eunwoo watched as you hug the teddy bear tightly in your arms, a warm feeling fluttering in his chest at the sight of your happiness. He tucked your hair behind your ear, his touch gentle. He spoke softly, his voice warm with affection.

"You're welcome." He said, his gaze still fixed on you, his eyes brimming with tenderness and love.

"Let's go eat something. I'm quite hungry after all of those rides and games." you suggested, taking a hold of his arm, resting your head on his shoulder and nuzzling against him.

Eunwoo nodded at your suggestion, feeling the weight of your head on his shoulder and relishing the feeling of your body against his. He placed his hand on top of yours, gently rubbing your hand with his thumb in a subtle gesture of affection.

"Let's go find something then." He responded softly, his gaze still warm and tender as he walked side by side with you, keeping you close.

"I'm just gonna follow you..." you seemed to be out of energy now, leaning into his side.

Eunwoo smiled tenderly at your words, feeling your exhaustion. He took note of the way you lean on him, and he placed an arm around your waist, supporting you. He gently rubbed your back, his touch comforting.

"Tired, hm?" He asked, his tone soft and loving, his eyes filled with concern.

You hummed softly in response.

Eunwoo felt your tired hums. He looked at your face and observed the tiredness in your eyes. He moved his fingers, gently caressing the back of your head.

"We'll go find somewhere to sit and have dinner then." He said softly, his voice full of concern and affection. His arm, still wrapped around your waist, gently led you toward the direction of the food area.

You followed him wherever he guided you as the sun began to set.

Eunwoo took notice of your docile behavior, silently taking in the way you follow his lead without a word of protest, a smile tugging at his lips. He kept you close, his arm securely wrapped around your waist. After a short walk, he located an unoccupied table in the food area. He guided you over to the table and seated you gently, making sure you are comfortable.

"Stay here, jagiya." He instructed lightly, his voice soft as he gently pat your knee.

You nodded in acknowledgement and stayed on your seat.

Eunwoo smiled affectionately at your compliance, his gaze full of tender fondness. He left you to head over to the nearby food stalls, and returned not long after, carrying a tray with a couple of meals on it. He set the food down on the table, sitting down next to you.

"I got you some food." He said, his tone still soft and warm, his eyes fixed on you. He pushed a plate toward you, silently telling you to eat.

"Thank you, jagiya." you gave him a weary but appreciative smile before you began to eat, taking your precious time to savor your meal.

Eunwoo watched you as you eat, his gaze quietly fixed on you. He noticed your weary but appreciative smile and felt a twinge of concern at your visible exhaustion. He noticed the way you eat your meal slowly, as if savoring every bit of it. He smiled softly and leaned back on his seat, patiently waiting for you to finish, his own meal untouched.

You noticed that he haven't touched his food yet and glanced at him.

"What are you doing? You should also eat." You frowned slightly, a look of disapproval on your face.

Eunwoo chuckled softly at the sight of your frown, feeling a little guilty. He saw the disapproval on your face and shook his head at your comment.

"I'll eat after you." He responded firmly, refusing to touch his food. He crossed his arms, his attention still fully on you, his expression tender but stubborn.

'This guy...' you swallowed your food, leaning forward and helding out a piece of meat to him, prompting to feed him. "Don't be stubborn and eat." you said in a firm tone.

Eunwoo looked at you, his stubbornness starting to waver. He stared you down for a few moments, hesitating, before sighing deeply and nodding.

"Okay, okay, fine." He said, relenting. He opened his mouth and allowed you to feed him, his eyes still fixed on you, a slight flush on his face.

Your smile returned on your face, gazing at Eunwoo tenderly.

"Do I have to feed you so you would eat?" you asked lightheartedly, shaking your head in amusement.

Eunwoo swallowed his food, the flush on his cheeks growing even more apparent at your words. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and let out a sheepish chuckle as he spoke, his eyes lowering.

"No, I just... wanted to make sure you were eating well first..." He mumbled softly, still somewhat embarrassed by the moment. He kept his gaze on you, a slight hint of guilt and helplessness visible in his expression.

Your expression softened further at him. You chuckled a bit and responded gently: "Then I wouldn't be able to eat well without you accompanying me."

Eunwoo's heart fluttered at your words, your gentle tone filling him with a sense of reassurance. He looked into your eyes, his gaze turning soft and tender. He let out a sigh of surrender.

"Alright, alright. I get it now." He said, nodding his head resignedly, his expression still a little sheepish, but also tinged with affection.

You were pleased with that and watched as he start to eat, feeling a sense of warmth seeing him eat well. You continued to eat, slowly gaining your energy back.

Eunwoo eat in silence, occasionally stealing glances at you. He observed the way you eat, noticing that you're regaining your energy. His heart felt full, knowing that he was the reason for your energy levels gradually returning. He finished his meal, satisfied with his own meal, and put the utensils down, his gaze still lingering on you.

You finished your meal after him and felt thirsty.

Eunwoo noticed your facial expression, as if searching for something. He looked on curiously.

"Are you feeling thirsty?" He asked gently, raising an eyebrow, his tone tinged with a hint of concern.

You nodded in response.

Eunwoo glanced around, looking for a drink stand. His gaze fell on one nearby and he turned to you, speaking gently.

"Wait here for a bit." He pat your shoulder before standing up and heading toward the drink stand, wanting to get a drink for you.

While waiting for Eunwoo, a guy suddenly approached you, asking for your number. You refused, saying you have a boyfriend but the guy was persistent and it was making you feel uneasy, especially the guy was checking you out.

Eunwoo stood in the queue to buy a drink, his gaze occasionally shifting toward the table where you are sitting. He noticed another guy approaching you, and his gaze sharpened as he watched your interaction from afar. As the guy kept talking, he saw that you are uncomfortable as you try to refuse multiple times but the guy was not listening.

He narrowed his eyes, his expression hardening, growing irritated with annoyance and a slight hint of... jealousy.

The guy seemed quite persistent, moving closer to you. Then, he placed his hand on your thigh, his words clearly hinting something inappropriate. That's when Eunwoo decided that it's enough. He stepped out of the queue, walking toward your table, his gaze intense and focused, and a slight frown on his face.

The guy didn't notice Eunwoo approaching from behind, still focused on you, still trying to get your number, his hand still on your thigh. Eunwoo clenched his jaw at the scene, his irritation growing by the second, his patience wearing thin. He arrived at the table and grabbed the guy's shoulder, pulling him roughly away from you.

The guy stumbled away a little from the sudden pull, quickly turning around to face him. He looked at Eunwoo and immediately raises his hands up, a mixture of defiance and fear etched on his face.

"Eunwoo..." You uttered softly as you rose from your seat, slightly surprised to see him back already but you were glad he's here now, your body immediately relaxing in his presence.

Eunwoo turned toward you, and his expression softened a little, his gaze still filled with a mix of anger and concern. He kept his eyes fixed on the guy, but his attention was still on you as well, his grip on the guy's shoulder remaining firm but not too rough.

He spoke up, his voice hard but firm,

"Is this guy bothering you?"

You nodded softly in response but that didn't mean you wanted him to cause a scene.

Eunwoo knew and understood that you don't want to cause a scene, but seeing how that guy was bothering you like that stirred something inside of him.

He took a deep breath, and spoke up, his eyes still fixed on the guy, his tone firm, but still respectful.

"You didn't hear her the first time? She said she has a boyfriend, and clearly she doesn't want to give you her number."

You reached out and grasped his shirt, gently coaxing him to let him go. "Stop it..." you spoke in a calm voice, trying to ease the tension.

Eunwoo felt your touch on his shirt, and the feeling of your hand touching his shirt relaxes him a little. He glanced at you, his gaze softening a little as he noted your voice and your attempts to ease the tension. His grip on the guy tightened for a few more seconds before he finally let go, taking a deep breath to steady himself. He turned to you, his expression still hardened but there was a hint of guilt.

The guy hesitantly walked away, finally leaving the two of you alone.

Eunwoo watched the guy walk away, his expression still stern, before turning his attention back to you. He sighed deeply, his tense shoulders slightly relaxing but he still seemed a bit irritated. He looked at you quietly, his gaze still somewhat hard, as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Calm down, hm? He's gone." You tried to soothe him, cupping his cheeks in your hands as you gazed at him with a gentle expression.

Eunwoo felt your hands gently gripping his cheeks, and a wave of comfort washed over him as he looked into your eyes. Your soothing touch and presence helped to cool his anger and irritation, his heart softening at the sight of you.

Eunwoo wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. His expression softened more as he looked at you, his eyes still holding a hint of concern but he was significantly calmer now.

"Sorry..." He murmured softly, his tone apologetic as if he felt guilty about his reaction earlier.

"And thank you for coming to my rescue." you said appreciatively, wrapping your arms around him in return.

Eunwoo felt your arms around him, and he pulled you even closer, tucking you against his side. He wrapped his arms around you tight, relishing in the feeling of holding you.

"I can't tolerate it when someone bothers you." He murmured softly, a protective edge to his voice as he ran his fingers through your hair.

You stayed in his arms for awhile until he calmed down.

"Let's go get iced coffee to end the day." you told him softly, a faint smile on your face.

Eunwoo nodded softly at your words, his gaze softening even more as he took notice of your exhausted expression. He gently grabbed your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, his touch firm but tender.

"Okay... let's go. You need to rest."

He said, his tone softer now. He gently led you toward the nearby coffee stand, keeping you close to him, as if not wanting to let you go.

You followed his lead, your hand still tightly clasped in his as you threaded through the crowd. You couldn't help but glance at him occasionally, noticing the slight tension in his jaw that he try to keep hidden, giving his hand a gentle squeeze in response.

Eunwoo felt your gentle squeeze, his tense expression immediately relaxing, and he turned to look at you, his gaze meeting your soft yet concerned eyes. He could see the worry in your look, and he couldn't help but give you a reassuring smile, squeezing your hand gently back, as if telling you not to worry, that he was fine.

Soon you reached the coffee stand. Eunwoo glanced at the menu board briefly before turning his gaze toward you, silently asking you what you'd like to have. He rubbed your hand with his thumb in a gentle motion, a subtle gesture of affection.

You choose the classic iced coffee.

Eunwoo listened to your order and gave the barista a nod before placing your order and his. You soon got the drinks, and he handed you the cup.

You took the cup from him, taking a sip of the iced coffee which satisfied your craving.

"Let's go home now." you said softly, taking a hold of his arm while holding your cup with the other.

He nodded in agreement, his gaze still fixed on you, his expression soft. He led you toward the parked car, still keeping one hand around your waist as he opened the car door for you, gently guiding you in. He got in the car as well and shutted the door, starting the car.

You leaned back comfortably on your seat, letting out a sigh.

Eunwoo noticed your sigh as you lean back against your seat, and a hint of concern flickers across his face.

"Tired, jagiya?" He asked, his tone still soft and warm as a tender expression took over his face.

A hint of smile on your face as you nodded softly in response.

"Tired but worth it." you replied, turning to face him.

"Thank you for making my day extra special, Eunwoo. I genuinely enjoyed our time together." you expressed sincerely, your voice filled with affection for him.

Your words touch his heart deeply, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness upon hearing your gratitude. He reached over and gently cupped your face in his hand, his touch tender and affectionate, and a warm smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. I enjoyed it too. I always enjoy spending time with you." He responded, his tone gentle and sincere, his eyes sparkling softly.

"Being with you is the best birthday gift I could ever receive." you said warmly, gazing back into his eyes lovingly.

Eunwoo's heart melted at your words, and his gaze softened, filled with love and affection. Your words touch his soul, and he leaned closer to you.

"You deserve the best." He murmured softly, his voice gentle as he gently rubbed your cheek with his thumb, his touch ever so tender.

A soft smile graced your lips as you lean into his touch, finding comfort and love in his presence. The journey back to the house is filled with a comfortable silence, the only sound being the soft hum of the engine and the occasional sound of sipping. Once back to the house, he gently guide you inside.

You followed him inside the house, instantly feeling at home.

Eunwoo gently closed the door behind you, a sense of quiet comfort filling the space. He turned around to face you, taking note of your tired expression, his expression softened, affection and concern in his gaze. He walked toward where you are standing and gently wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer.

Your body relaxed in his arms as a sense of safety washed over you, the fatigue weighing on your body started to ease up upon feeling the warmth of his embrace.

Eunwoo felt you relax in his arms, and he held you close, relishing in the feeling of having you near. He gently stroked your back in slow, soothing circles, his touch tender and loving, his gaze fixed on you.

Later on, Eunwoo helped you settle onto the bed, his hand lingering on your waist as he watched you get comfortable.

You let out a content sigh and snuggled closer to him, burying your face into his chest.

Eunwoo wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer against his chest as he felt your face nuzzling into him. A wave of content wash over him as he held you in his arms, and he let out a soft sigh of his own.

He ran his fingers soothingly through your hair, gently massaging your scalp as he spoke softly.

"Did you enjoy the day, jagiya?"

You smiled subtly at his question with your eyes closed.

"I enjoyed it more than you think." you muttered in a pleasant voice.

A soft smile graced his face as he heard your reply, and he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your head, his touch tender and affectionate. He continued to run his fingers through your hair, savoring the moment of closeness between the two of you.

"I'm glad. I wanted to make it a memorable day for you. Once again, happy birthday, jagiya."

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