#astro myungjun fluff

[leehestia]

Jealousy // sanha x reader ft. eunwoo

Pairing: sanha x reader

Genre: angst, fluff

Synopsis: Sanha denies his love for Y/N, but later on realizes it through jealousy.

Warnings: jealousy, insecurity, swearing (?), dorm era

Authors note: THSI WAS REQUESTED BUT I TOTALLY LOST THE REQUEST OMG IM SO SORRY 💀 I am a dumbass and it was my first request so i didnt know how to work it🧍‍♀️

Authors note (2): i know sanha and eunwoo love each other very much and we don't know whats going on in their lives, so i just wanted to yet yall know that its not completely accurate, and that sanha may or may not be feeling this feeling towards eunwoo, but we don't know 🤷‍♀️

...

"Of course they'd hang out, they're both perfect." Sanha sighed through the phone call. "I know. But we can't do anything about it. We can't just force them to stop just for your sake." Moonbin answered. "It's just really annoying. The way Eunwoo just does everything with her these days." Sanha groaned. "Wait, don't tell me..." "What?" "Do you seriously like Y/N?" "Of course I do, she's my friend." Sanha said, confused. "No, you dumbass. As a woman." Moonbin remarked. "Oh- well I- I never really thought about it." Sanha blushed. Moonbin paused for a moment with a chuckle, "Okay then... I guess not." Moonbin shruged. "H-hyung, I'll get going, someone else is calling and it's really important... Bye!" Sanha excused

He sighed with his heart furiously beating in his chest. Liked you as a woman? Couldn't be true.

Suddenly, Sanha heard the doorbell ring. He went to open the door only to see you.

"Oh, Sanha." You smiled. "Y/N..." Sanha said with nervous excitement. "May I ask where Eunwoo is?" You said. Sanha paused, an awkward smile forming on his face as he avoids eye contact. "He's just in his room." Sanha answered before giving space for you to come in. "Thanks..." You said with a soft laugh before coming in and removing your shoes. You hung your scarf and coat on the rack, before walking towards Eunwoo's room.

Sanha just watched you by the door, looking at you with a pout. He then later closed the door and walked to his room with a sigh. He lied on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He kept hearing giggles and laughter from outside his room, your voice of fun annoying him. Sanha groaned, taking his earphones from the bedside table and plugging it into his phone, playing music. He put it on the loudest volume, and closing his eyes to fall a sleep.

But he couldn't sleep.

Whenever his eyes close, his brain is plastered with an image of you. Whenever love songs play, he imagines you and him as each lyric. It annoyed him like hell. He wanted to throw his phone on a wall. He took his earphones out, stepping out of his bed as he went outside.

There, he saw you and Eunwoo. You and Eunwoo’s perfect faces in the kitchen, sitting on the counter chairs while eating. "God, please get a room." Sanha said with an eye roll as he walked towards the kitchen. You only laughed, looking at Sanha's annoyed expression. Sanha went straight to the fridge, looking at it. He immediately took the iced coffee, closing the fridge. “Ya… what’s that in your hand?” You asked, eyeing the iced coffee. Sanha looked, and started laughing awkwardly. “You hate coffee…” Eunwoo said. “I grabbed the wrong one.” Sanha said, before going back to the fridge and putting it back, getting the banana juice. “That’s Moonbin’s.” Eunwoo pointed at the banana juice. “Oh.” Sanha put back the juice and properly looked at the fridge this time. He sighed, taking the strawberry juice. “Have fun guys.” Sanha said in a sarcastic tone, going back to his room. “What’s wrong with him?“ You asked, looking at Eunwoo. Eunwoo looked back at you with a shrug, “22 year old hormones I guess…” You gave Eunwoo a chuckle.

Sanha silently screamed into a pillow as he kicked his bed. Sanha reached for the strawberry juice on his bedside table and finished it in one go. He crumpled the box with furrowed eyebrows, and threw it in the trash can like a basketball. “SCORE!” He shouted. Realizing what he just done, he put a hand on his mouth. He sighed, and continued to scream into his pillow. “What are you doing…” Minhyuk, his roommate walked it. “Rocky hyung!” Sanha whined, kicking. “You’re like a baby, Sanha. What happened now?” Minhyuk sat beside Sanha. “I don’t want to admit it, but I’m starting to get annoyed with Eunwoo and Y/N.” Sanha pouted. Minhyuk raised an eyebrow, then suddenly gasped, “You’re jealous!” He said, pointing at Sanha. “No, why would I be?” Sanha questioned. “Because no one gives a shit about them, it’s just you. Moonbin told me about your little stutters during the phone call.” Minhyuk teased. “I did not stutter! It probably lagged!” Sanha defended. “Ey… That’s obviously jealousy, Sanha.” Minhyuk crossed his arms. “It’s not!” “Then go take a jealousy quiz to see if you are!” Minhyuk suggested. “That’s stupid.” Sanha said. “Just take it, I’m telling you, you’re so obviously jealous!”

3 minutes later, Sanha finished taking the quiz, “IM JEALOUS?” Sanha choked. “I knew it!” Minhyuk laughed. “Yah, do you like Y/N? I mean as a woman by the way.” “No!” Sanha exclaimed. “Weh… Take another quiz!” Minhyuk instructed. “What? No-“ “Take it.” Minhyuk furrowed his eyebrows.

3 minutes later once more, “WHAT? THATS NOT TRUE! THIS QUIZ CANNOT DEFINE MY FEELINGS!” Sanha shouted, pointing at his phone that he just threw on the floor. Minhyuk cackled, finding joy in Sanha’s denial. “That’s just a stupid quiz hyung! I don’t like her!” “Then you love her~” Minhyuk laughed, receiving a hit on the arm by Sanha. “Yah, let’s go test it out.” Minhyuk said, excited. He pushed Sanha out of their room and into the kitchen.

There, they both saw you and Eunwoo still eating. “Oh, Y/N, Eunwoo!” Minhyuk called out, still pushing Sanha towards the both of you. “Oh, Minhyuk. Do you want to join us?” You asked, making Eunwoo look at you confused. “Of course!” Minhyuk laughed, placing Sanha to sit beside you, then him sitting beside Eunwoo. “What were you guys talking about?” Eunwoo suddenly asked.

“Why’d you ask?” Sanha answered back. “I heard you shouting “That’s not true this quiz cannot define my feelings!”” Eunwoo mimicked Sanha with a laugh, causing Sanha to glare at him. “It’s just nothing, Rocky hyung forced me to take some personality quiz.” Sanha half-lied. It was true that the quiz was about his personality and feelings, but he left something very important about that quiz. It was about his feelings towards you. “Well I guess that personality quiz showed something you never knew about yourself.” You laughed, making Sanha blush. “Oh- Y-yeah I guess…”

…

“See you next next week guys!” Eunwoo waved. Eunwoo was going to a fashion event for two weeks in Paris, and it joyed Sanha. He wouldn’t have to see Y/N and him flirting in the kitchen or living room for two weeks. Two weeks! He was so happy that he even gave Eunwoo a goodbye gift like he would never come back.

“Thanks again Sanha for the gift, see you!” Eunwoo cupped Sanha’s cheeks, squishing them. “Okay, okay, bye bye!” Sanha grinned. Eunwoo left, shutting the door. Jinwoo clasped his hands, turning back to his room. The rest of the members did the same, except Sanha. He stood infront of the door, a big grin still on his face.

No Y/N! No Eunwoo! No flirting! No teasing! The best idea for Sanha.

The doorbell rang, and Sanha being infront of the door, he opened it.

"Sanha!" "Y/N?" Sanha said, shocked. "Why are you here? I thought you knew Eunwoo left." Sanha asked. "I know Eunwoo left, but he's not my only friend here." You smiled. "Okay..." Sanha said, awkward, "Come in... I guess..."

You gave him a smile and went in, hanging your coat and removing your shoes. "Where are your members?" You asked, going straight to the kitchen. "They're in their room." Sanha answered, following behind her.

"Well then, I'm sure they wouldn't want to be disturbed. Let's eat! Just the two of us." You smiled widely. Just the two of us. Just the two of us?! Sanha smiled back, but it was totally awkward.

"Well, what do you guys have?" You asked, opening the fridge. "Not much, we don't really stay here that much, as you know. We have rameyon though." Sanha answered. "That'll do!" You giggled. "Where is it? Is it here?" You said, trying to reach for the highest shelf. Sanha sighed, seeing you struggle.

He walked up to you, holding your shoulder for support as he reached for the rameyon. You blushed as his chest was pressed to your back, his hand shifting from your shoulder to your waist. "What kind of stupid ass would put this at the back of the shelf..." Sanha complained, finally taking ahold of the rameyon. He turned and walked to the stove, leaving you red and sheepish. "You're so young yet so tall..." You complimented to boost your self-confidence about how 'you're not short and that he's just tall'. You're neck almost gets dislocated everytime you see Sanha.

He chuckled at your compliment, starting the electric stove and adding water. You both gawkily leaned on the counter while waiting for the water to boil a little. A few minutes later, Sanha pushed himself off the counter, going to the stove to add the noodles. He stirred them around a bit, before going back beside you to lean awkwardly again. What a pain.

"What made you hang out with Eunwoo a lot these days?" Sanha asked out of the blue. You were not ready for that question. "Well, I haven't really thought about it. Do you usually need a reason to hang out with someone?" You answered with a shrug. "No, not really. Just asking." Sanha scratched his nape. He gulped for a moment, before continuing, "It's just that... you know, it used to be... us, usually..." Sanha pressed his lips together. "Oh"

There it was again. Awkwardness.

"I mean, I'm not saying you should choose me over Eunwoo, I'm just wondering that- well- I-" Sanha didn't know what to say, he just... gave up and sighed, going back to the stove to stir the noodles. He stirred for a moment, then stopping. "Do you... like me?" Sanha said, placing the fork down. "Of course I do." You answered hesitantly, not knowing what he meant. “What?” You paused for a little, analyzing what he just said. "Oh, well- Sanha I- I'm- uh- washroom." You stuttered, running away. Sanha looked back as he saw you running into the washroom. He softly smiled and giggled as opened the rameyon powder and poured it in.

...

Pure silence was the loudest thing that was going on. Pure silence.

You didn't feel like eating, as you just stared at the red soup that drowned the noodles. "Eat, Y/N." Sanha said, mouth full of noodles. You looked at Sanha who was currently sitting across you, and sighed as you gave him a nod, picking up the chopsticks.

"Sanha, would we still be friends if I was a worm?" You asked, dipping your spoon into the soup. "Sure, I guess." Sanha said. "What if I dated Eunwoo, would we still be friends?" You said abruptly.

Sanha just stared at you, his cheeks puffed and red from the spice of the noodles, and maybe because of your question. "Of course I would.” Sanha said in a low voice, stuffing himself with noodles. "But why?” You continued to question him. “Isn’t it obvious? Why would your relationship with Eunwoo affect ours?” You closed your eyes before replying, "I see.” Sanha's eyebrows were furrowed this time, his expression slowly changing. You looked up at him to see his expression of antipathy to your personal questions. You gave an awkward smile before saying, "Oh no, I think there's an misunderstanding..." You chuckled, before looking down. "Are you dating Eunwoo?” You can sense that Sanha was getting annoyed. “No.” You mumbled. “Then what?” He said. You've been going around in circles ever since you step foot in this dorm today, of course he'd be annoyed. And you were most definitely annoyed at yourself too. Asking him random questions, getting him all confused, the cause of this whole uncomfortable circus.

“Sanha I-“

"Y/N I like you." Sanha said with furrowed eyebrows and closed eyes, his fist balled on top of the table. Finally. This confusing story of Sanha and yours was over. Now you just had to think of a response. "Really?"

"Yes really, Y/N."

You couldn't say anything else. You just looked into his eyes with a huge blush. Sanha looked into yours too, his expression softening.

You broke eye contact and quickly stood up, turning around to look at anything but Sanha. Sanha stood up as well, and went to you. You felt his tall-self hovering behind you as you bit your lip. "Y/N, is it because you like Eunwoo and not me?" Sanha's words hit you like a strong brick. You turned around and looked at him, a pout on his face. "No..." You whispered. “It’s just that I…” “You what?” Sanha continued to look at you, until you finally gathered courage.

You went on your tiptoes and pulled him down by his collar, giving him a quick peck on the lips. You let go of Sanha and see his smile of accomplishment.

"I like you, and it’s just that Eunwoo knows this secret of mine which is why we spent a lot of time together because I wanted to get closer with you again. I’m so sorry Sanha.” You explained, still gripping onto his collar. “Okay…” Sanha said with a soft smile, making you look at him.

"Okay..." You whispered with a soft smile, before slowly letting go of his collar.

“So… you like me?” “I like you” “So we’re dating now?” Sanha asked cheekily. “If you want…” You replied. “Well, it’s what I want.” Sanha said with a smile. “Alright.” You said with a useless thumbs up. Sanha laughed at your thumbs up and took your hand. “Jealousy isn’t really a good feeling, Y/N.” Sanha pouted. “I know~ That’s why I’ll be careful now. But you also have to be careful!” You replied, feeling more comfortable now. Sanha chuckling at your expression.

“I will.” Sanha smiled.

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[slytherinshua]

[ 3:09am ]

You turned to the other side of the bed again, trying to find a comfortable position that would gift you a good night’s sleep. But nothing seemed to work. No matter what position, how many blankets you had, or whether you were lying on the cool side of the pillow seemed to make any difference.

You tried drinking water, warm milk, taking melatonin, a breathing exercise, listening to soft music, and lying down with your eyes shut for 30 minutes. Yet, still, sleep evaded you.

You sighed in frustration, feeling hopeless at this point. Why was falling asleep so damn hard?

Your eyes glanced over to your boyfriend who was sleeping soundly next to you. How did he manage it so easily every night? 

You hesitated, not knowing if waking Myungjun up was really the best idea. But you didn’t know what else to try at this point. You tapped his shoulder ever-so-gently, eyes watching his face in hopes he would wake up.

He stirred slightly, his eyes opening slowly and a sigh leaving his lips. “Baby?” He asked softly, realising something must be wrong if you were still awake at this hour. He observed your face, worry setting in his features as he noticed how sleep-deprived you looked.

“I can’t sleep…” You whispered helplessly. The amount of failed attempts at falling asleep tonight was just making you feel like shit. Even a newborn baby could get to sleep just fine, but you couldn’t? 

“I’m sorry to wake you up… but I’ve tried everything, and I just want to get some sleep. Can we cuddle or something?” You asked, and Myungjun nodded immediately. 

“Of course. Come here.” He smiled, grabbing your wrist gently, and pulling you over so your head was resting on his chest. He hugged you, left hand rubbing up and down your back in a soothing manner. 

“Do you want me to sing for you?” He offered, wanting to try anything he could to let you get some rest as soon as possible.

You smiled, “Yes please.” You closed your eyes, hugging him tighter and snuggling under the covers. He started to sing softly, almost in a whisper. It was delicate and breathy, and even though he had just woken up 3 minutes ago, he sounded gorgeous.

With the help of his singing, you were slowly lulled to sleep, breathing deepening. Myungjun smiled and closed his eyes too, drifting back to sleep easily with you in his arms.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ astro taglist: @yeonjuns-bluehair,, @hannahsophie0103

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: this is very self indulgent?? ssnksjks it's 2 am rn and i can't sleep 😭 wishing i had mj to sing me to sleep rn cause this is awful.... hope everyone else who struggles with insomnia can get some good sleep :( love you all <33

[mptyblgplsignr]

s3x s3ries (3)

MJ as per requested

(geez Louise I couldn't find a gif for the life of me)

idk why but MJ doesn't strike me as a very sexual person

like I was trying to read him but I couldn't think of anythink

I think he's pretty vanilla

I don't see him as a person who is very sex driven

in other words he's not horny often

sorry MJ it isn't gonna work out

but when he is, he's very loving and gentle

I imagine you and him cuddled up in bed

you're only likely to get aCtIoN if you initiate it so

he's preoccupied with something like reading or a show or wtv

and you go for the sweet spot

his nEC MEAT

he'll probably giggle and struggle against you at first

but after a while you'll just hear a sigh

a very hot sigh, might I add

he'll pull you on top of him so that you're straddling him

you'd crane your neck down and meet his beautiful lips

everything - even the slightest touch - is filled to the brim with tenderness and care

you always have to initiate the taking off of the clothes because he's so consumed in kissing you

× Explicit Details Ahead ×

I really don't know why but he's like extremely vanilla to me

like there's no reason for taking off your shirt or your bra because he doesn't need that

he also doesn't strike me as the type to feel all up on your special parts

wtf-

he kinda just gets straight to it

I do feel like he's vocal tho

hmm for some reason he doesn't strike me as more or even the same amount of vocal-ness as Moonbin (see masterlist for his)

just a lil under that

so when he slips in, he's pretty vocal

I can see him caressing your waist as you ride him

he'd watch you with a tinge of lust in his eyes, but it's mostly love

so basically he doesn't just have sex whenever and with whoever

he makes love with the person he loves

if you catch mah drift

as he gets closer to his climax I can see him starting to bite his lip and pant at a fast pace

I can see him wanting to hold you close as he finishes

he'd have a tight hold on you as your ride out your highs

A/N: wow one that's not right paragraphs long. I wanted it to be longer but I feel like there's not much to say? Idk man.

[blu-joons]

HUSBAND ASTRO A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Myungjun

A ⇴ AFFECTION

He was incredibly cuddly around you, Myungjun loved to have his arms around your waist especially. Quite often he’d absentmindedly tickle against your sides too, doing it enough just to be able to bring a laugh out of you.

B ⇴ BOYS

It didn’t take long for you to get along with the boys as Myungjun soon got you involved in some of his jokes and pranks. When the boys saw how much you loved to cause mischief too, they knew that you were going to get on, not to mention that they had to stay on their toes around you to catch you playing pranks.

C ⇴ COMFORT

As much as he loved to joke around, Myungjun was an incredibly good listener when you needed him to be. Whenever you had a problem, he was able to sympathise with you and find the right words to be able to comfort you, not rushing to cheer you up straight away, instead giving you the time that you needed to vent.

D ⇴ DOMESTICATED

One thing that you could always guarantee whenever you did jobs around the house with Myungjun, was that he would find a way to make it fun. Most people could agree that cleaning the house was a pretty boring thing to do, something that both you and Myungjun agreed with too, and so you’d make sure that you turned it into something fun by either messing around with each other or just brightening the mood up as you did it.

E ⇴ ENGAGEMENT

There was a lot of planning that went into Myugjun’s proposal to you, he wanted to make sure that he gave you a proposal that you would never forget. Although he wanted things to be intimate between the two of you, he wanted to make sure that the gesture was still big, it wasn’t enough for Myungjun to just get down on one knee, he wanted to get down on one knee with an extra bang to go with it.

F ⇴ FAVOURITE THING

Myungjun’s favourite thing about being with you was how similar you were to him, which seemed to make him laugh constantly. He loved creating positive moods, but even more so he loved keeping things upbeat around you because you were exactly the same as he was. Having someone who loved to joke as much as him was by far one of Myungjun’s favourite things as he found himself in stitches of giggles constantly.

G ⇴ GOING OUT

Neither of you tended to mind too much whether you were out or in. You loved socialising with your friends and meeting up with them during your evenings, but at the same time you both loved to just spend time together some nights in the comfort of your own home, being able to easily entertain one another.

H ⇴ HONEYMOON

Your honeymoon was one big adventure for you both, your days were full of action when you went away to try and make the most of every single second of your time off. Not knowing when you’d next get any time off was the biggest motivator in encouraging the two of you to do as many things as you could whilst there.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

Telling you that he loved you in the most embarrassing way almost became a bit of a challenge for Myungjun as your relationship went on. He loved to tell you that he loved you by bringing a blush to your cheeks, whether that was through aegyo, or doing something in public to leave you flustered and embarrassed.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

It was almost an impossible task for anyone to ever really make Myungjun jealous, he tended to be able to get everyone’s attention in a room if he really wanted to. Most of the time though he would try and get yours, Myungjun knew exactly how to act if he felt that someone was trying to make him jealous, he didn’t shy away from being around you in public and doing something funny to make you laugh as well.

K ⇴ KIDS

The two of you both knew that you wanted to have kids, but neither of you put too much pressure on when. Over time you found yourselves settling down, which was why you felt ready to get married, and so you knew the same would happen when you felt that you were ready to start a family too.

L ⇴ LAZY DAYS

When he has a whole day at home with you, Myungjun will be determined to make the most of it. The one thing that you can guarantee from him is that he’ll try and find a way to play a prank on you at some point in the day. As much as he loves to laze around, quite often he has too much energy to do so, and so to get rid of that energy he’ll come up with something filled with mischief to leave you a mess.

M ⇴ MORNINGS

One of the advantages of having Myungjun by your side in the mornings is how easy he makes it to wake up. No matter how exhausted you are, his cheeriness in the early hours of the morning manages to get you out of bed, and if you’re lucky might even get you to crack a smile too despite how early it is.

N ⇴ NIGHTS

Most evenings the two of you take yourselves off to bed a short while before you go to sleep so that you can catch up on your days and tell each other your various stories that you’ve got from the day’s events too.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Myungjun was obsessed with your laugh, there was nothing that he liked to hear more. It was by far one of the most comforting sounds for him, sometimes when he wanted to smile, he’d get you to laugh to help him out.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

He loved how much you humoured him, nothing meant more to Myungjun then being able to see the smile on your face. Hearing your laughter was by far the most meaningful thing for him, knowing that you were happy, especially because of him were moments that always made Myungjun’s heart incredibly happy.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Before telling you about what’s on his mind, Myungjun will quite often ask if you have a spare couple of minutes to talk to him so that he can clear his mind of the random facts that are circulating around.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

After the two of you got married, Myungjun saved up as many of the decorations from your wedding day as possible so that the two of you had plenty of keepsakes from your day. Myungjun knew if you didn’t save stuff, you’d end up regretting it, and so he tried to savour as much of your day as possible in a box.

S ⇴ SILENCE

Getting silence with Myungjun around was quite often a seemingly impossible task for you, he almost always had something that he wanted to talk about. You would usually get a few minutes maximum before Myungjun had someone else that he wanted to talk about, forgetting that you actually needed quiet.

T ⇴ TIPS & TRICKS

Myungjun’s biggest tip for making your marriage work was having fun. The two of you tried to be around each other so that you could smile as much as possible, forever laughing around with one another.

U ⇴ UPSET

More than anything else, Myungjun worked hard to cheer you up whenever you were upset and try and help you to smile again.

V ⇴ VISITS

Quite often during the day you’d get calls from Myungjun so that he could see how you were. Even if he couldn’t visit you in person, he would visit you virtually instead and make sure that you were looking after yourself.

W ⇴ WISH LIST

There was nothing else that Myungjun needed to wish for, he already felt more than lucky with the things that he had around him.

X ⇴ XXXX

It was rare for Myungjun to kiss you properly; he loved to try and tease you a lot of the time with his affection. Myungjun especially loved to catch the corner of your lips so that he could leave you wanting more from him.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, Myungjun loved having you around him as often as possible.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

The two of you would often sit with each other and talk for quite some time at night, you’d usually find yourselves talking whilst cuddled up until one of you inevitably couldn’t keep their eyes open any longer.

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Masterlist

[binunus]

masterlist

~last updated 4/6~

kim myungjun → needy (m) | when you’re horny watching bf!mj practice → college bf!mj | headcanon

park jinwoo → college bf!jinjin | headcanon

lee dongmin/cha eunwoo → injury | you dating basketball player!eunwoo → college bf!eunwoo | headcanon → sex w binwoo (m) | headcanon

moon bin → college bf!bin | headcanon → my tylenol when im in pain | bf!bin helps take care of you when you’re sick → sex w binwoo (m) | headcanon

park minhyuk → relax (m) | husband!rocky comes home from a tiring day at work and you try to help him relax → college bf!rocky | headcanon → home (m) | soft passionate sex w bf!rocky

yoon sanha → midnight dip | beach date w bf!sanha → “we’re playing!” (m) | you and husband!sanha getting it on when the kids are asleep → afk (m) | bf!sanha’s ignoring you while he’s playing his game

[honeyhuun]

astro’s reaction to you calling them late at night

~  type  .  reaction

~ requested . no

~  pairing  .  astro x gender-neutral!reader

~  genre  .  comfort fluff with some slight angst 

~  tw  .  mentions of insomnia

~  song recommendation  .  all night by astro

~  a/n  .  ahh it feels so good to be writing on this platform again ~ hopefully i can stay more active on this blog hehe, i hope you enjoy my first reaction !! it’s like 12am when i’m writing this so it might be shit lol. i just miss ot6 astro a lot mm’kay, someone tell eunwoo to come home ;-;

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you check the time on your phone and it’s only three am when it feels like you have tried to fall asleep for what felt like hours. you sit up in bed and rub your tired red eyes, fearing for when your alarm would start going off alerting you to start your day when you hadn’t even finished the last. in your sluggish haste you dialled your boyfriend’s number with empty hope that’ll he will pick up... 

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| p a r k  j i n w o o 

it took him a while to answer, as expected he was fast asleep. but when he was dragged finally dragged so far outside of his sleep cycle to notice that his phone was ringing, he shot up so fast and answered immediately. when jinwoo heard your voice on the other end he became even more concerned than he already was. why were you awake at this time? was something troubling you? were you in danger? this worried leader bear would not stop worried leadering, he can’t help it, it’s in his nature to be concerned about you. however when you said you just found it a bit hard to sleep and wanted to hear his voice, he softened (a just a bit though he’s still nag you a bit but it was all out of love). jinwoo would then spend the rest of the call’s duration talking softly about his day and things he’s been interested in lately. and maybe MAYBE sing a short lullaby for you really really quietly (so quiet you’d think he’s whispering). in between all his sweet actions he never fails to tell you he loves you and that he’s so extremely proud of you no matter what you do. he wouldn’t end the call until you’ve been silent for 20 minutes and hears your heavy breathing from the other side of the line.

“you want me to sing for you? really bubs, is there anything else- okay, okay, but only because i love you so much my beautiful amazing y/n. if you ever feel like this again please call me, i don’t care what time, your wellbeing is my number one priority” 

(i’m blushing oml i love jinwoo so much ;-;)

| k i m  m y u n g j u n

when it comes to you he would be all bright n’ smiley, no matter how tired he actually was. you knew he had musical promotions coming up which is why you wanted to avoid calling him during the later hours of the day as much as possible. but you should know myungjun is always up to talk to you no matter the time place or day: you’re his love why wouldn’t he? when he answered your call he tried to mask the tiredness in his voice by speaking in a chirpier tone than usual, you laughed at his attempt and said you were going to end the call to let him rest. myungjun of course would never let you have the final say so he started to whine until you gave in and continued to talk to him. then he insisted you guys face timed his excuse being “if i don’t see your face i am physically unable to go to sleep” complete bullshit, but that’s what you love about him. when you answered his face time request he had the biggest shit eating grin on his face. you’d guys would be on call for about an hour telling shitty jokes, blowing raspberries at the screen and talking about places you’d like to visit when you’re both less busy. myungjun only agreed to end the call when both of you struggled intensely to keep your eyes open. 

“oooo, look at you my perfect baby!! you’re so good looking you know that? you take my breathe away every single day, i can’t believe you’ve deprived me from seeing your face for this long”

“it’s too late for this myungjun...”

“no matter the time i will shower you with the compliments you deserve jagi!”

| c h a  e u n w o o

good chances are he’s awake and can’t seem to sleep, not being able to clear his head to the point of exhaustion. eunwoo was fully prepared to spend the rest of the night awake. maybe he could do something more useful with his time and catch a nap on set later in the day. kicking off his covers, he was planning to get out of bed but then he got your call. out of all the members i feel eunwoo would be the happiest to get a call from you at this time of night (all of the members wouldn’t really mind but eunwoo would love getting calls like this, it made him feel liked you needed him). when he picked up and there was no hint of sleepiness in his tone you got worried. for the first few minutes all the call was you two sweetly bickering. “why are you still awake-” “well why are you?” “you called me first” “well if you were fast asleep you wouldn’t pick up” and more cute shit like that. talking to you at times like this would bring him so much strength and he really treasures it. something about your silly sleep deprived conversations feels so intimate to him and it sets his heart alight. when he can tell you’re drifting off, he makes sure to tell you he loves you once more before trying to get some sleep himself. the sounds of you soft half-awake sighs would lull him into a deep sleep and you would only notice he never ended the call when you wake up to your phone’s battery being on 3% and the sound of a snoring eunwoo.

“i’ve noticed i don’t sleep as well without you in my arms. i miss your sleepy voice, it’s like a lullaby to me. when i see next you i’m never letting you leave my sight again.”

| m o o n  b i n

is it just me or does anyone else think our binnie has a slight temper when he’s woken up from sleep. it wouldn’t last for long but he’ll be very cranky and frustratedly pouty if his alarm had gone off or one of the members started shouting in the dorm when he’s trying to have a lie in. he’d wouldn’t be any different when he heard his phone ringing from the bedside table. he was so tempted to fling that thing out the window. when it went off for the third time he answered the call clumsily almost missing the answer button. in a pissed sleepy voice he answered “what do you want?” you taken aback by your normally sweet boyfriend’s bluntness, whispered a quick apology before ending the call. moonbin felt so awful when he was realised it was you. the last thing this boy wants to do is hurt your feelings and he was angry at himself for denying you in a time of need (now we have a really frustrated pouty bin). he immediately called you back and apologised a lot (even after you said it was fine, his every other sentence was filled with sweet sorry’s and kissy noises just to make sure you don’t hate him) moonbin would calmly ask why you called and got a bit worried when you said you couldn’t sleep. bin would scold you lightly for maybe staring at your screen for too long or not taking as many breaks as he thought you needed. but then again he would comfort you and ask if there’s anything you’d like to get off your chest. after letting you rant he gave his best advice and the most loving and encouraging words he could. you fell asleep to the sounds of his praise and bin couldn’t have felt better.

“baby i’m so so sorry, you know i would never deny you like that on purpose, please don’t be hurt. you’re worth so much to me, i couldn’t bare for you to be upset with me. you know how much i care about you love, right?” *ensue more pouty and whiny bin waffle*

(why this so long and i’m not even binnie biased -_-)

| p a r k  m i n h y u k

minhyuk would be wide awake when you call him. he feels like one of those people who finds it really relaxing to go on runs in the early morning, watching the sunrise by the river; seeing streets around him get busier as the city starts waking up. he would be in his kitchen filling up his water bottle, hearing his phone ring from the island behind him. his eyes glanced at the contact name and he smiled. minhyuk answered your call like he would answer any other, failing to realise that it was going on 4am and you had things to do in the next few hours. after hearing that you couldn’t sleep he would chuckle and joke around “what’s the thing keeping my y/n from sleeping? tell me and i’ll beat the shit out of the thing ” (not lying he would punch the air around you if you said it was bothering you, he really is that whipped). i don’t think the conversation would hold anything in particular. it would just be mindless small talk and random thoughts as rocky is getting himself ready for his run. it would be so light hearted and sweet, this is what most of your relationship is like and why you love minhyuk so much. everything is so chill and thoughtless with him, you match each other so well. you could say something and nine times out of ten he is thinking the same thing. after sometime he would say he had to end the call because if not he’d miss the sunrise. you complained playfully that he was choosing the sun over you and minhyuk found it funny; promising to make it up to you in one way or another. but you didn’t expect to be woken up by the clattering of pans and cups caused by your clumsy boyfriend, in your kitchen trying to make you breakfast.

“ahh don’t worry y/n, i would never need the sun when i have you with me. you make me so happy you’re like my own personal sunshine. try and get some rest and you’ll wake up to pictures of the sunrise that reminds me so much of you.”

| y o o n  s a n a h

out of all six members, he would be the only one not to pick up. sanah obviously wouldn’t do it on purpose, he loves you way too much to ignore you like that. he probably left his phone to charge in another room or in a more likely scenario poor bubs was just so tired he couldn’t wake up. even if you threw water on him our maknae wouldn’t budge. so when you called, his phone was just vibrating on the table untouched. after the fifth go you just stopped trying to reach him and started up at your celling hoping tiredness would reach you soon. in the morning when sanah checked his phone and saw all your missed calls, colour drained from his face and he’d get so panicky that he’d almost drop his it. he called back immediately, flooding your exhausted state with so many questions it would make anyone lightheaded. when telling him you just wanted to hear his voice hoping it would help you sleep, he replied with “did you end up getting any sleep then?” and when all he was met with was silence from your end, his heart dropped. he was so angry at himself and would never let it go that he was the reason you didn’t sleep (he wasn’t but trust me for the next week he’d go to bed with his phone right behind his ear). sanah would tell you to get your laptop ready with a show you’d been meaning to watch because he was coming over for a nap n’ movie date. when you tried to object because you had things to do that day he told you no but’s and he’d cancel work/school/your meet up with friends for you. in no time he showed up at your door in his pyjamas with two plastic bags, filled with extra blankets and your favourite sweet and savoury snacks.

“what do you mean you didn’t get any sleep and did some work instead? sweetcheeks you know that’s horrible for your health, i can’t have you being sick, it would break me knowing i was the reason. you know what? get your netflix account up i’m coming over- no excuses, i’ll handle everything else, now go get ready to be attack with my love.”

(the sweetest >:( i cry)

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if you reached the end thank you so so much for reading. if this comforted you even just a bit i’m so glad <3 ily u all ~~

[milkybonya]

self-honesty

order 012, @thelilyshope: small honey milk tea with mango jelly for astro's MJ

Warnings: some angst

Pairing: boyfriend!MJ x gender neutral reader

[self-honesty]

to be honest to oneself.

[a/n]: i'm sorry this fic is almost oddly specific and VERY short but a loved one kind of betrayed me recently and i basically wrote this fic for myself as much as i did for Hunter T.T also i feel like this gif is MJ saying 'good job!' to you heh

-queued post-

When MJ finds you spacing out after he tries to show you a video of some fluffy ducklings crossing the street, he sighs and puts his phone down.

"Babe, what's up? Why are you so out of it today?" he asks you, taking your hands in his to catch your attention.

You finally meet his gaze and he smiles at you softly, taking some of the tension out of you.

"It isn't just today... MJ it's been a week since someone close to me deeply hurt me and I've just been feeling kind of numb."

"A whole week?! And you didn't tell me, your boyfriend, this?"

"I'm sorry, MJ. I've been trying to process it for myself so it's been hard to even tell anyone."

MJ smiles at you again, melting the cold edges of your heart.

"I knowww. It must have been hard for you to tell me all of that just now, so thank you."

You smile back at him.

"Well, I'm sorry to say this, but screw that person! I know they were close to you, but what they did was not cool. Hopefully in time you can both try to talk it over. But for now, let me just be by your side," MJ says, pulling you onto his lap as he tightly wraps his arms around you, burying his head into the space above your left shoulder blade.

He presses his cheek against your skin and holds you close, feeling you melt into his arms as you close his eyes and breathe slowly, in, out.

MJ's gentle humming makes your eyelids grow heavy, and he lets you lean your head back against his chest, your back resting on his soft tummy. He carefully rubs your arms, helping you to relax all your muscles so you can more easily fall asleep.

"[y/n], I know it must be hard to accept that someone has hurt you, especially when they're so close to you. But the most important thing is being honest to yourself about all this, and the fact that you were able to tell me that you were betrayed is the first sign of this, so I'm proud of you. As always, I'm super proud of you," MJ mumbles into your hair as you drift off to sleep.

[laskyy]

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Yoon Sanha:

There's no one here

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[6:18pm] MJ’s face lights up when he finds you sitting in the library, waving him over to the study table you’d reserved. Before you even have a chance to say hello, however, he pulls out his phone and quickly shows you a picture of the dog he saw on his way across campus.

[prettywordsyouleft]

Mad Enough

Pairing: Astro x female reader

Genre: dream au / fluff / humour  

Warnings: a bit of Alice in Wonderland referencing. Don’t eat chocolate bunnies and then have a nap lol

A/N: Welcome to Easter Madness! This year @this-song-thats-only-for-you​ and I decided to write for Astro. We have two stories to share, and I hope after you read mine that you give Sem’s Moonbin piece a read once it’s up.

Word count: 2281

You hadn’t meant to take a nap. It wasn’t in your plans for Easter Sunday, but after the chocolate you had just eaten, you were feeling rather content.

Laying down on your bed was only meant to be for a few minutes, to relax before getting ready for the party later. You had enough time to spare a few moments to bask in the satisfaction of consuming the delicious easter bunny.

Then you would get on with baking a cake for tonight.

However, your bed felt incredible. There was something about the way it held you today, as if it was a perfect supportive cocoon. You hadn’t ever experienced a horrible sleep upon this mattress, but it certainly never felt this welcoming either. Even if you wanted to get up, you couldn’t, consumed by immense comfort.

Soon you drifted away. And when you eventually opened your eyes again, you weren’t in your bedroom anymore.

“This must be a dream still,” you murmured to yourself as you looked around the room you rose within, noting not a single personal touch was your own. There were clocks in abundance, each ticking along at different rates. The sound soon annoyed you, and you got up, covering your ears with the noise as you headed towards the door.

It opened before you could get to it and your friend Minhyuk dashed through it, or rather, hopped.

You snorted. “I know it’s Easter and all, but there’s no time-”

“That’s right!” he expressed hastily, flitting his eyes about. “There is no time!”

You frowned, watching his frantic movement towards the array of clocks you had just been attempting to avoid. “There seems to be plenty of time in here.”

“Nope! No time! Hurry up. We have to go!”

“Where?”

“To the party!” Pushing you towards the exit, Minhyuk whined. “We’re late! Very, very late!”

“We are?” you asked, his energy now enveloping you. “I only meant to have a small nap before the party. I must have slept too long. Oh no! The cake!”

“There is no time for cake! Not at all!”

Running after Minhyuk, who hopped down the stairs and then out the front door of a cottage you had never stepped foot in before, you skidded to a stop when you were greeted with purple trees.

“This is madness,” you exclaimed, and with a roll of his eyes, Minhyuk nodded rapidly.

“Yes, quite. If you linger any long-”

“The trees are purple, Minhyuk.”

“Yes, yes. And the sea is orange. Now come along! We mustn’t have them wait on us any longer.”

“Them?”

“The party, Y/N! We must get there today!”

Still distracted, you vaguely felt Minhyuk’s hand reach out for your wrist, tugging you along the lane. You were up in your thoughts, convinced this was a world just as the ones you read as a child. Snickering when you looked at his fluid yet odd gait, you slowed your pace in keeping up with your friend’s.

Minhyuk stopped to glare at you, his foot tapping impatiently. “What is it now? We’re late!”

“Is this like Alice in Wonderland? You’re the White Rabbit, correct? Where’s Bin? Will he be the Cheshire Cat? And MJ-”

“I have no idea what you’re babbling about. It matters not to me. If you don’t wish to travel with me to the party and be the last to arrive, then that is on you, Y/N. I want to get there before nightfall!”

“I want to come to the party!” you agreed quickly, jogging off again. Minhyuk fell into step beside you. “Dream or not, I want to see where this leads me.”

“Where did you get the notion that Bin would be some cat?” Minhyuk mentioned a moment later, amused by your assumptions. “I wonder what you drank before sleeping before.”

“I only had some chocolate,” you answered, though Minhyuk remained dubious of your lucidness.

You travelled over a stone bridge and then turned towards the forest, Minhyuk’s hopping changing to make it over fallen debris and roots sticking out of the ground. You, as a mere human, couldn’t quite keep up even with your best efforts, and Minhyuk turned to glance at your struggle.

“Keep up! Time is ticking!”

“What is the way?” you asked with a shallow breath, panting with how unfit you felt compared. “I can’t do it as well as you. I’m going to hurt myself if I try!”

“The way? You know the way!”

“I don’t! This place is foreign to me!”

Minhyuk sighed and waited for you to catch up to his side once more. He then pointed to the distance. “We go through the Aubergine Forest until the very end. Then you take the crossroads at a left and then a right. Finally, over the yellow bridge you go, and you’ll make it to the party! Got it?”

“Well, could you-”

“I’ll see you there!” Minhyuk announced, bouncing off easily once again.

“Minhyuk!” you cried fruitlessly, your friend soon a small figure in the distance. Grumbling, you picked up your skirt once more and continued your arduous trek through the woods.

“To be a rabbit,” you grumbled, struggling over a large root. “Or to have a horse. That would make travelling to the party easy!”

As if you had summoned it, you soon heard hooves hitting the ground up ahead, and dashing forward in your plight to catch the ride, you waved your arms around in relief when you not only found the crossroads Minhyuk had mentioned, as well as a horse.

Carrying a rather regal looking Dongmin. You giggled. “Dongmin!”

“Who?” Looking around himself, Dongmin then pointed at himself. “Are you talking to me, madam?”

“Madam?” you echoed and grinned. “It’s me, Y/N!”

“Who?”

Sighing heavily, you waved him off. “Never mind. Are you on your way to the party?”

“What party? There’s a party? I wasn’t invited!”

“You weren’t? But you and I organised it together last month for this Easter.”

“Easter?”

“Have you seen Minhyuk hopping around?” you tried, and Dongmin scratched at his head cluelessly. You groaned. “What do you know?”

“Madam, I am a Prince, I’ll have you know. Prince Eunwoo.”

“Oh. You’re going by that name here? Why didn’t Minhyuk answer to Rocky then?” you pondered to yourself and then smiled brightly. “Eunwoo, could I please get a ride to the party?”

“Will I be invited then?” he asked, hopeful. You nodded, assuming it would be alright, and further, hoping a ride with him would quicken your arrival before too many festivities occurred. If you were fast enough, the egg hunt might still be in play.

“I’ll make sure of it,” you confirmed, and Eunwoo, smiling graciously, held out his hand to help you up onto his white stead. Once secured, he clucked his tongue for the animal to continue forward.

And then it stopped. “Wait, which way is the party?”

“Hm?” you hummed and then gasped. “Oh yes. Minhyuk said it was a left then a right at this point. Or was it a right and then a left?”

Eunwoo chuckled. “Are you forgetful as I?”

“Well, normally neither of us are this clueless,” you admitted and grew thoughtful for a moment. “I’m certain it was left.”

“Then right we shall go,” Eunwoo proclaimed, and you looked up at him sharply, the man confident in his decision. Glancing at the signage, you frowned. “The Swampy Mallows? I doubt that would be the way, Eunwoo.”

“Prince Eunwoo, madam.”

“Y/N,” you reminded with a groan, worrying if Eunwoo was going to get you both lost. Reaching another pathway ahead, you offered what Minhyuk had told you, and Eunwoo proceeded to choose the opposite once more. You were certain you were going in circles and clasped your head in your hand.

There was no way you’d arrive for the egg hunt now.

It was some time into your travels when you noted the colours of Eunwoo’s outfit. Royal reds, golds and black. Was he related to the Queen of Hearts?

If this is really like Alice in Wonderland, I shouldn’t trust in him, you thought quietly, chewing on your lip.

“Prince Eunwoo?”

“Yes, Y/N?” he answered, and you smiled at him remembering your name.

“Do you know who is hosting the party?”

“Not a clue. Do you?”

“I assume it’s the Mad Hatter. Doesn’t your mother have an issue with him?”

“I don’t have a mother,” he mentioned quietly, and you frowned.

“You’re not the son of the Queen of Hearts?”

“Who are these people you speak of?”

He really is rather clueless, you surmised silently and then perked up. In the distance, you could see a coloured bridge. “There, Your Highness, it’s the yellow bridge! That’s the way to the party!”

Urging the horse into a faster gait, you travelled with bated breath, the hooves clattering across the bridge. Up ahead, you saw fairy lights and heard faint jovial music playing. The prince seemed just as eager as you to get there now, and when the horse finally came to a halt, you leapt out of Eunwoo’s embrace, waiting only just a moment for him to dismount before heading into the party.

It was otherworldly. Flowers with candles embedded in them floated in the darkening skies, and a lavish feast laid before you on an impossibly long table. Grinning, you stepped into the party, the three people conversing and pouring each other cocktails soon stopping to look at you and Eunwoo.

You grew apprehensive when none of your friends greeted you. “Is Minhyuk not here yet?”

Sanha glanced at Moonbin and then Myungjun before shrugging. “Have you seen Minhyuk?”

“Minhyuk? Was he meant to come tonight?”

Moonbin smirked at Myungjun’s statement. “That rabbit is lost again. I told him the time, and yet he’s always later than late.”

“He probably went left then right at the crossroads,” Sanha added on, and the three broke into cheerful laughter.

“Had I followed his advice, I would have been lost,” you breathed, and Eunwoo softly chuckled at your side.

Stepping forward to the other men, they all clapped him on the back and beckoned you forward. “It’s a good thing we sent you off to play Prince Charming.”

“Wait,” you mentioned, holding up a hand at Eunwoo’s easy grin that matched Moonbin’s. “You mean, you knew everything?”

“Would I really be that clueless? Minhyuk, however…”

“I’m sure he’ll turn up before the party ends,” Myungjun assured everyone and then clapped his hands together. “Now that everyone’s here-”

“Aside from Minhyuk,” Moonbin interjected, and his older friend rolled his eyes.

“That everyone whom we expected to arrive on time is here,” Myungjun corrected, shooting Moonbin an expectant look, and received no further interruptions. He smiled, now pleased. “Let’s begin our party!”

“Someone is missing,” you pointed out, and the men all looked at you curiously. “Where’s Jinwoo?”

“Who?” Eunwoo asked, and you rolled your eyes, tired of his games. He then shook his hands at you. “I really don’t know who you talk of.”

“Jinwoo! JinJin? My boyfriend!” you announced and startled when all four men had an overdramatic response, either gasping or shrieking at your words. Before you could address the situation, you felt the ground underneath you begin to shake.

“Y/N!”

“What?!” you cried, clamping your eyes shut as the shaking continued. You then opened your eyes to gather your balance and realised you were no longer at the party.

And you had found Jinwoo. He stared at you with concern. “Y/N, are you alright?”

“Is this still a dream?”

“No, you’re awake.”

“Really? Because I thought I was awake before too. Except then I met with Minhyuk, who hopped like a bunny and carried a pocket watch talking about the time and being late! And then I crossed Dongmin, who was riding a horse and I’ve never seen him on the back of a horse before, have you? Yet he was a natural. He was dressed like a prince, so I thought he was the son of the Queen of Hearts, but he was just pretending to be a prince, I think. And by the time I got to the party, Bin, Sanha and MJ were there, but were really odd, especially when I mentioned you were my boyfriend, and you hadn’t arrived yet!”

Jinwoo laughed heartily before you could say anything else and took your hands in his. “Did you read Alice in Wonderland recently?”

“No! The trees were purple, Jinwoo!” you told him dramatically, eyes round in attempts to convince him.

His own darted around the space, something catching his eyes. “Purple like the wrapper to that chocolate bunny over there?”

“Yes! Precisely that colour.”

Hugging you as he continued to laugh, Jinwoo then pulled back to shake his head at you. “Perhaps you shouldn’t eat chocolate bunnies before napping.”

“I didn’t intend to nap. After all, the party and the cake—oh no, the cake! I’ve run out of time to make one!”

“I came in here to tell you that Minhyuk’s feeling a little tired after going on a hike this morning that he got lost on, and so he’s asked for the party to happen tomorrow. Everyone’s agreed to postponing.”

“Oh.”

Jinwoo smirked. “So, it’s just you and me tonight. Should we have a party of our own? Perhaps a tea party?”

“You’re not funny,” you answered dryly as your boyfriend laughed loudly. “Maybe you weren’t in the dream at all! And I would have ended up falling in love with whoever was the Mad Hatter!”

“Impossible,” he answered, scooping you up in his embrace again and kissing your forehead. “The only one mad enough to love you is right here.”

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[leehestia]

“call me lover boy!” // hufflepuff!sanha x gryffindor!reader

pairing: hufflepuff!sanha x gryffindor!reader ft. mj who made a small irrelevant appearance lol

genre: hogwarts!au, fluff, humor, rivalry, angst(?)

warnings: lowercase intended, cheating (academic/sports), bets, pda, taking and sharing photos without consent

synopsis: y/n, a popular quidditch player, looses a bet with yoon sanha, and was conditioned to teach him how to properly play quidditch.

author notes: a tiny disclaimer, i'm not the hugest potter head so i don't really know about the school rules or whatever, but i just really liked the idea of hogwarts romance it's cute lol. i also wanted to try typing in lowercase bc why not 💀

author notes (2): sorry if it's really cringe 🧍‍♀️

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“professor, you’ve got to be kidding!” you complain, as you try to catch up with your professor regarding your assignment for the care of magical creatures subject.

“well miss l/n, i’m not!” she laughs, before going into her office. you grunt, eyebrows furrowed.

you have one job. to take care of yoon sanha’s cat, while he had to take care of your owl. however, nothing can be trusted with that narcissistic ass.

…

“sanha, please. don’t mess this up. take very very goo-“

“good care of him, i know.” he groans.

“sanha i'm serious!"

"why can't you just trust me?" sanha pouts,

"because, remember the egg project during our 2nd year?" your arms crossed.

"but thats just an egg!"

"not only that project, the multiple papers i've entrusted to you for our projects all suddenly disappeared in your care!" you argue.

"what's happening here?" eunwoo, your senior butts in.

"eunwoo-hyung!" sanha's eyes lighten.

"sunbae!" you exclaim

you and sanha glare at each other.

"why are you two arguing?" eunwoo questions,

"because! this ass is so irresponsible!" "y/n says i'm too irresponsible!" you both say at the same time.

"what? explain one by one, please." eunwoo sighs.

"y/n-" "sanha has to take care of my owl but i really really really don't trust him!"

"yah!" sanha shouts, making you smirk.

"i have to say i'm on y/n's side here." moonbin, your other senior comes in as well.

"hey, don't take sides!" sanha grumbles.

"i think you guys should make a bet!" moonbin suggests, wrapping his arm over eunwoo's shoulder.

eunwoo tsks at moonbin, shaking his head.

"you're so obsessed with bets..." eunwoo sighs.

"yeah yeah, like you aren't too." moonbin laughs.

"what kind of bet?" sanha questions.

"sanha!" you push him, making him whine.

"why? i'm just interested!"

"how about, a bet where you guys take care of each others pet right? whoever gets the pet attached to them wins!" moonbin smiles.

"that isn't a good idea. you shouldn't tamper with the relationship of the student and their-"

"deal!" you and sanha cut off eunwoo.

moonbin laughs, looking at eunwoo's annoyed face.

...

It's been days, weeks, and eventually 3 months. and unfortunately,

"HAHAHAHA!" sanha cackled.

"you're kidding!" you groaned, watching your majestic owl flap it's wings on sanha's shoulder.

"i win y/n! now you gotta do what i want!" he giggled.

"you're literally 10, shut up." you said, walking towards him to take your owl.

it gladly went back to you, sanha pouted as it did.

"even if you see me as a 10 year old, a bet is a bet! 10 year olds can make bets you know!" sanha argued.

"fine. what do you want?"

"teach me how to play quidditch! i made a bet with rocky hyung who also totally sucks at quidditch." sanha smirked.

"you and your brothers must be extremely addicted to bets..." you sighed, sanha's eyebrows furrowing at the statement you made.

"that doesn't matter! just teach me how to play!" sanha stomped his feet, like a child.

"okay, okay..." you muttered, choking your attempt to not laugh.

"let's go!"

"right now?"

"yes, of course! the game's in 2 weeks!" sanha said, grabbing your hand.

...

"look, you know this is cheating, right? a student is not allowed to coach another student." you say, holding your broomstick tightly, another in your hand for sanha.

he nods his head.

"that's why, you must never, ever, ever, tell anyone... deal?"

"deal!" he said, bright smile plastered on his face.

a smile threatened to appear and break your poker face. you tried to stop yourself from smiling by handing the broomstick to the tall being. sanha gives a soft 'thank you', before taking it, with extra care.

"okay, so you know how to ride a broomstick at least, right? unless... you didn't listen during our first year." you looked at him, and he simply gave you a smile.

"you're kidding. hufflepuffs really suck at quidditch don't they?"

"not all hufflepuffs!"..... "well, i'll admit that 90% of us are horrible at the game, but at least we try!"

you laughed at his attempt to defend his house.

...

a week finally passes, another week left to go.

"y/n, i think i'll really really really beat you this time!" he says, determined.

"okay, lover boy."

"ew! what is that nickna-"

"i win." you said, pointing at the ball that was rapidly falling down.

"i- it's because you distracted me!" sanha said, blushing furiously.

"well, that's what minhyuk oppa will do during the game, is it not?" you laughed.

"yes..." sanha sighed, in defeat.

"okay, try again. this time don't be distracted, lover bo-"

"s-stop!!"

you simply laugh at his tomato face, until you throw the ball at sanha to start the game.

...

finally, a week has passed.

you sit down on one of the audience seats, waiting for sanha and rocky to appear.

"y/n!" someone calls from your left, making you look.

"oh my god! oppa!" you said, giddy, giving him a tight hug.

your long time crush, and senior, myungjun came. however, you've moved on from him a ling time ago since he has already graduated, and is working outside hogwarts. sanha was the only one who knew about your crush, accidentally after snooping in your diary for fun.

"i didn't know you'd be here, how come?" you asked him.

"eunwoo told me rocky and sanha would be having a small tournament. i wanted to watch the most horrible quidditch players i know play!" mj laughed.

you laughed with him, not noticing sanha floating in the air infront of you.

"uh... excuse me?" sanha looked at both of you with obvious jealousy.

"oh, sanha!" you said, walking towards him.

"y/n, it's about to start... i'm very nervous." he sighed.

"what do you want me to do about it?"

"it's kinda embarrassing..." he whispered.

"go on, i don't care."

"really?" he asked.

"mhm." you hummed in approval.

"call me lover boy." he said, in an extremely soft voice.

"what? come again?"

"call me lover boy!" he shouted, his iconic tomato face appearing.

"yah! not so loud!" you said, looking around, embarrassed, your seniors looking at the both of you weirdly.

awkward silence was filling the atmosphere, as your flustered self looked at sanha's red face.

"f-fine..." you grumbled.

anticipation filled sanha's heart, a smile slowly forming his face.

"good luck and do your best..." you said, "l-lover boy."

extremely blushed and flustered faces were plastered on both of you, until you suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

he looked at you, shocked, until a whistle blows along with the calls of his hyungs to start the game. he flies to start the game, leaving you.

...

the game finally ends, with rocky gaining the triumph.

you go down to visit sanha. who was currently sitting town.

"sanha, you okay?" you towered above him.

"yes? no... uh, i don't know?" he said, avoiding eye contact.

"god, i distracted you didn't i?" you frowned. "i shouldn't have kissed you..." you whined.

"oh no! i-it's totally fine..." he stuttered.

"b-but i admit, even though you were red and flustered like a tomato during the game, you still did great..." you complimented him.

"thanks..." he let out a shaky sigh, before standing up.

"ye-yeah?" you said, looking up at the tall figure that was now towering over you.

"y/n, these past few weeks, i've realized that you- you- you're-"

he paused, looking into your eyes.

"I THINK YOU'RE HOT AND I LIKE YOU!" he said, before running away screaming.

you blushed, hard. super hard. extremely hard. (Ayo?🤨)

"S-SANHA! WAIT UP!" you shouted before chasing after him.

...

you lost him. you couldn't find him, he's gone!

you asked everyone around if they'd seen him, unfortunately no one has.

"where did this dumb brick go?" you whispered to yourself, as you continued to look for him.

you arrived at the library, looking through every. single. isle.

you heard whispers coming from one of the isles, the whispers sounding like sanha's annoying voice which you liked so much.

you slowly walked to the isle, to find sanha with his hyung, jinjin.

"well you should've watched the game to see what happened!" sanha complained.

"so you just basically... ran away?" jinwoo teased him.

"yeah..."

"well, go back and find her you stupid boy!" jinjin scolded, pushing sanha to leave.

"o-okay..."

"i don't he'll be needing to find me." you popped out, smiling.

sanha froze when he saw you.

"come here sanha."

he looked at his hyung, scared.

"just go..." jinwoo rolled his eyes.

sanha walked to you, looking at your face to find any anger or any negative emotions in your expressions.

"why'd you run away?" you asked him.

"i... i just didn't want to be rejected."

"rejected? you didn't even get to hear my response!" you whispered in an annoyed tone.

"it's because, i realized that it was the extremely worst timing since m-hyung came back..." he pouted.

"yah! i'm totally totally over him!" you said, making sanha feel relieved.

"why would i kiss your cheek if i didn't like you?" you mumbled.

"y-you like me?" sanha's eyes widened.

"yes, for a while now... most of the time i just act annoyed with you because of the task, but i promise you, i'm actually super duper in love with you." you explained.

sanha was flabbergasted, he didn't know what to say. at all.

"oh... okay." he breathed.

"so?"

"oh... okay." he said once again, making you laugh.

you looked into his eyes, before going on your tiptoes, grabbing sanha's nape to make him bend down more.

you connect your lips with his, for a short second, before pulling away.

"oh." said sanha.

"is oh your favorite word now?" you giggled, still on your tiptoes, arms wrapped around his shoulder.

"i... i don't know." he smiled, before kissing you again.

*click*

you broke the kiss to see where that noise came from, only to see jinwoo taking photos with his phone.

"s-sunbae!"

...

End lol

...

Lil extra story in the gc:

dongwoo: look what me and minhyuk saw todayㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

dongwoo: *photo of you kissing sanha on the cheek*

jinjin: that can't compare to what i saw at the library today 🤮

bin: why? what is it?

dongwoo: you should've went to the game bin!

jinjin: *photo of y'all kissing LMFAOO*

bin: NO WAY

locky: wow sanha got the real win right there ㅋㅋㅋ

mj: replied to eunwoo; i literally saw that in front of my face, please. 😭

mj: replied to jinjin; wow our maknae has finally grown!

sanha: yah! why are you taking pics of me an y/n now :(

bin: of course, we're happy to see our maknae grow ㅋㅋㅋ

sanha: once y/n finds out about this, you're all dead meat.

dongwoo: please, i raised her.

[kpoptrashlord-007]

Jacket;; KMJ

Word Count;; .9k

Genre;; Fluff

Pairing;; Myungjun x Reader

Summary;;

What’s meant to be a fun city tour soon turns into a scramble to escape a sudden downpour of rain. Thankfully your boyfriend is right beside you, warm and comforting against the chilling winds.

Request;; 

@littlewaterfal​ asked “Astro MJ… Please write something cozy fluff..”

Warnings;;

None! <3

Notes;;

You say cozy, I say cold and dreary! Why am I so bad at sticking to prompts?

My Masterlist || ASTRO Masterlist

   Your laugh trails off while Myungjun’s own vibrant hiccups of joy persist, a reprieve amidst the encroaching gloom. Closing the transit app, you slip your phone into your pocket just before the clouds break. Thick droplets of water patter against your head and shoulders. Frowning at the endless grey overhead, you weigh your options. While you could wait out the storm in a nearby restaurant, you’d miss your bus and therefore have to delay your city tour.

   A droplet splashes onto the tip of your boyfriend’s nose, prompting an indignant shout. Expecting him to take off running you grab the edge of his jacket, but he simply returns to your prior conversation while maintaining a consistent walking pace. His voice is energised, even when the light shower turns into a heavy pour and puddles form underfoot.

   Cursing the news (and, on a subconscious level, yourself) for its lack of foresight, you grab his hand and take off in a jog. Not one to let silence prevail no matter the circumstance, his words are lost to the howling wind. Looking over your shoulder you’re greeted with an enthusiastic grin. There’s no room for pessimism around Myungjun. The storm fades to ambient sound, replaced by your shared laughter.

   Entwining his fingers with yours, his touch shrouds you in a blanket of warmth. It builds between the gaps of your palms like a small fire. It’s a welcome distraction from the wetness seeping into your shoes. Squishing and sloshing around within their tight confines, your toes grow numb. Goosebumps explode across your arms each time you shudder.

   The bus stop isn’t much further ahead and with the streets emptying, there’s a clear path straight to it. Not even the birds are willing to wait it out, flying up and away to dryer pastures. All that remains on the once bustling street is a scattering of litter and an elderly gentleman. He has a black umbrella, a moustache filled with years of knowledge, and a leer he wears like a badge of honour. His disdain fades into the storage banks of your memory; he'll make a great talking point should you ever find somewhere dry to rest.

   Dull yellow lights flicker within the stores you pass, each packed with customers eager to escape the sudden downpour. Someone beckons you, offering their cafe as a place to rest, but you power on. This is, after all, just another aspect of this city you adore – spontaneity is the spice of life.

   A boisterous buzz floats across the threshold of a small bar. There isn’t a single seat available and yet more people cram inside, jumping ship from the convenience store next door. In your haste the people inside mould into a kaleidoscope of smiles and mirth. Each face is indiscernible from one stall to the next, a mere blur within your peripheral.

   Up ahead is lacklustre metal and smudged glass; an oasis in the form of the bus stop. Myungjun squeezes your hand in acknowledgement while humming a familiar tune. There’s too much interference from the storm to figure out just what it is yet your pounding heart finds respite in the melody.

   By the time you reach the small tin can of a shelter you’re freezing. Water trickles down your cheeks. Soaked through, the thin fabric of your shirt clings to your body with every pant. You bounce on the spot, rubbing your arms to create friction. Given how hard the rain is coming down, the bus will be delayed. It's not reliable at the best of times, let alone during a freak storm.

   Opposite you and watching you with a playful smile is your unbothered boyfriend. Like a puppy, he shakes off some of the water weighing him down before leaning back into the abhorrent weather. A rush of cold air whips against the glass panes and rattles within the cracks of the shoddy roof. It tousles his hair and leaves several strands sticking to his face.

   Myungjun whistles, mirth entwining with every word as he says, “It’s really pouring!”

   “I swear the weather app said nothing about this,” you grumble, sidling closer to steal his warmth. He takes notice and soon you’re wrapped up within his arms. “We might be stuck here awhile.”

   “It’s a good thing we’re in good company then.” He laughs. When you inform him the company isn’t just good, it’s the best, it intensifies. Unrestrained and free, he fills the space with pure jubilance.

   No matter how alike the sun he is, however, you’re still chilled to the bone. Your teeth chatter as you check your phone. The bus is two minutes late so far. Sighing to an exaggerated degree, you plop your head against Myungjun’s shoulder, nestling into his neck. With any luck you’ll manage to syphon some of his heat. He has plenty – his skin is burning, at least in comparison to your own.

   Ever attentive to your needs, he shrugs off his jacket and places it around your shoulders. The inside is dry, warm, and carries the scent of his cologne. Outside of the bus stop the world is dreary, but there’s comfort within Myungjun’s embrace. Even when stray droplets fall onto your neck from his hair you’re unbothered. You snuggle deeper into his jacket until the world falls away, leaving just the steady rhythmic beating of your hearts.

  – ♡ –  If you enjoyed this, please consider liking, commenting, reblogging, and/or following! Thank you!

[slytherinshua]

　　　astro masterlist ⟡₊ ⊹

⋆˙⟡ = author's pick !

　　　　myungjun

[3:09am]

genre: fluff. timestamp. struggle with insomnia :( | wc: 411.

　　　　jinwoo

roses

genre: fluff. | wc: 597.

　　　　dongmin

bell pepper

genre: fluff. eunwoo as a dad. | wc: 568.

cupcakes

genre: fluff. | wc: 932.

love points ⋆˙⟡

genre: fluff. basketball au. | wc: 1.1k

　　　　bin

heart speed (req)

genre: fluff. | wc: 933.

sleepy (req)

genre: fluff. | wc: 511.

　　　　minhyuk

silvery

genre: fluff. rocky as a dad. | wc: 500.

　　　　sanha

i wasn't jealous (req)

genre: fluff. friends to lovers. | wc: 2.4k.

feverish

genre: fluff. sick-fic. | wc: 906.

cookies, cuddles, and a conversation (req)

genre: fluff. comfort. | wc: 1.5k.

lost kisses (req) ⋆˙⟡

genre: fluff. | wc: 835.

my prince (req) ⋆˙⟡

genre: fluff. royalty au. | wc: 826.

[amelee23]

Vintage Kiss, Nearly Missed | Park Minhyuk

Pairing: Female reader x Rocky (Park Minhyuk)

Genre: Romantic Comedy

Warnings: None

Length: 2k words

Summary: MJ loves to mess with her by putting her in situations that don't fit her nature. She tried getting used to it, but this time around MJ hit the jackpot when it came to a dare that would change her relationship status with Rocky.

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Becoming friends with the members of Astro was the start of a tireless journey. She couldn't believe how many things came to fruition because of Myungjun's jokes - and considering his wacky mind, it wasn't a normal day if she didn't feel the rush of adrenaline at least 5 times. The stupider it was, the stronger the temptation to make it true; costume parties, comedy skits and competitions of all sorts. Life with them was always exciting, Myungjun made sure of it from the get go - as they were extremely different in nature, he had a knack for turning things in her life around. Although getting used to such fun was pretty heartwarming - it wasn't what suited her best. She came to love the thrill but calmness was her motto. And well, it ended with her getting a 'boyfriend' because of it. 

It happened through the mystery drink challenge - whoever got the most bad ones was to be punished by receiving a ridiculous dare from Myungjun. (As if the drinks weren’t enough of a punishment by themselves.) As much as she prayed to the angels above for her opponent, Moonbin, to be the one to grimace - the oyster taste hit her tongue and she knew she was done for. As for the loser, Myungjun made sure to hit her where it most hurt - he made her become a 'nurturing girlfriend' to one of the members of Astro for 3 days. (Originally it was a two weeks but she fortunately had amazing negotiation skills.) They were all staring at her expectantly so she would choose who she wanted to take care of - but it was as if Myungjun knew that she had taken a liking for a certain someone.

Minhyuk's eyes widened out of their orbits when he was chosen. He was good at cooking, independent and strong, so why feel the need to nurture him? She could have chosen anyone else, like Sanha for example, kid can't cook to save his own life-

He couldn't understand it no matter how much he thought about it - perhaps she chose the lesser evil, or she just wanted to hang out with him. Either way, he couldn't refuse the dare so he was just another one of Myungjun's victims. 

---

She couldn't pretend like she had made lunch boxes before - she really hasn't, and making them for Rocky was extremely embarrassing. The cute sausage octopi failed her, and she gave up without even trying on making anything fancy. She made a heartfelt steak (she could never do wrong with meat when it came to men) with some salad on the side. She also bought some snacks they could enjoy when they're together. The girlfriend act had to be perfect or else she would have to feel Myungjun's wrath. 

Minhyuk was, in one word, impressed. He didn't think she'd go through with the joke, less be hugged the moment he opened the door and given free home-made food. Myungjun made sure to spy properly and evaluate the merch and remind them they need to go on a cute date too.

"Date? That wasn't part of the conditions!" She suddenly snapped completely out of her calm state, her brain going in a frenzy. 

"It is now!" Myungjun rebutted with a laugh. Minhyuk was standing in between them, confusion written all over his face. 

"We can watch a movie?" He suggested, to have an easy getaway from what his hyung suddenly wanted. 

"No 'lets watch a movie and not actually pay attention to each other', yeah? It better be a real date, yeah? And it better be cute!!" Myungjun's tone increased in volume with every following question. 

"Got it, got it, sheesh." Minhyuk once again had to jump in to clear the waters, as things were getting a little too heated. "We'll go on a date… do you know how to roller skate?" 

Caught off guard, with Minhyuk looking straight into her eyes with such intensity, she furrowed her brow and thought back if her parents ever took her out to do such a thing. 

"I don't think so. Just ice skating, I guess."

"Great, then we'll go try it out together." A flash of something unknown to her occupied Minhyuk's eyes for a second. She had no idea what he was thinking - or where the idea even came from. Maybe it was in the attempt to save her from Myungjun, or he simply wanted to go roller skating and had no one to tag along with him.

In a nutshell, Minhyuk didn't understand why he was chosen and she didn't know why he was so willing to take her on a date. The answer was staring both of them straight in the face, but perhaps they had something more in common besides calmness - they were both thick headed. But they had no time to think about that as Myungjun was yelling at them to cuddle on the couch. The 'nurturing' part wasn't even there anymore. Not that the girlfriend part was - MJ was basically making two friends be awkwardly close to each other physically. Even if they had crushes on each other - thing which they both denied - they felt too cramped and forced to enjoy it. 

Evening came by eventually, after about 10 different incidents when they had to dodge each other and pull away as if burned because Myungjun was pulling pranks. But right when they saw the waters had calmed and they could sigh relief, Dongmin proved them wrong. The look on Minhyuk’s face hearing Dongmin ask “So are you guys gonna wear cute matching outfits tomorrow?” was of utter betrayal. Of course Myungjun loved the idea, and the unfair number of conditions to the losers punishment only kept increasing.

“What about those cute overalls you bought with me?” Moonbin suddenly asked her. “Since Minhyukie likes that type of stuff too, maybe you can both dress vintage? It would fit with roller skating, honestly.” she looked at Moonbin as if an Angel just descended on earth to save her. She ought to thank him later.

“That doesn't sound half bad.” Minhyuk commented, but Myungjun didn’t really look satisfied with Moonbin’s solution. Nevertheless, they just shut him up and proceeded with planning ahead some cute vintage outfits. They were excited about it, almost alike kids.

They said their goodbyes when dark came over the streets, and she headed home to put together the outfit that she promised Minhyuk she would wear. A slight palpitation took over her chest and she clenched the clothes close, as if she was a teenager all over again, even if this date wasn’t even real to begin with. Still, she knew she had to catch a blink of sleep if she didn’t want to be a zombie tomorrow, even if the emotions got the best of her with the moon up high.

Minhyuk had no fancy car to pick her up with, and no fancy facial expression either. Their greetings were very friendly and normal - but an unfamiliar awkwardness overtook them as they walked side by side to the skating rink in the city. Minhyuk indeed matched her blue jeans overalls with high waisted baggy blue pants - but he chose to wear a white shirt while she wore pink. They stole glances at each other the whole way -  as if to check if the situation they were in was even real. It very much was, but they only realized it when they had arrived and were getting their skates at the reception - the workers there were very much treating them like a couple. A wave of warmth crept up her face, but also a bit of paranoia; because Myungjun was always there to check on them if they were being lovey dovey, and now he wasn’t even there, but she felt the tingles of romance in her belly. Perhaps it was strictly because he wasn’t there that the feelings felt free to surface.

Minhyuk tried to act all knightley by letting her hold on to him as she stepped into the rink -  but he was the first one to lose balance. Trying to flex his years spent in ballet, he acted as if nothing happened and didn’t even try holding onto the railing like she was - perhaps he was trying to impress her. She, on the other hand, had no thoughts of impressing anyone. Her legs were wobbly and she didn’t seem to get along with being on so many wheels.

They were supposed to have a romantic date but eventually Minhyuk separated from her and she only noticed when she felt him whoosh by her - that he caught onto the trick of roller skating way before her and he was just showing off by that point. Even all of the other couples were staring at him.

“Are you gonna do a triple axel next?” She jokes, but Minhyuk just smiled like a kid in response.

“I’ll even do a quadra.” He boasted, a dimple showing on the right side of his face. Right as she was about to stop him - because she knew from the beginning it was a bad idea -  she saw him start skating faster so he could try and go into a turn. She braced for something that would end up in even a trip to a hospital, but thankfully the speed made him lose control and he just ended up slamming into the side of the rink he was heading towards. Slowly, along the railing, she headed towards him to check if he was okay, and saw he was cursing under his breath and holding his hand tightly.

“Sh*t, I hit my hand on the railing.” He mumbled, and she spotted the red spot he was talking about.

“That’s what you get!” She rebutted. “I don’t know what got into you.”

“I thought you liked people who do crazy weird things?” He asked, a childish curiosity in his eyes. His gaze was a lot more serious, though.

“Me? I like chill and calm, honestly. That’s why Myungjun steps on my tail so often. He can’t stand me being so passive and getting overly sentimental about my plants.” Minhyuk took in her words with pure thirst, a light suddenly coming on in the shine of his eyes.

“You get sentimental over flowers?” He asked, the smile he once wore reappearing on his lips. It was extremely charming, and one of the reasons she found herself often swooning after him. “That’s so cute.” As if the air got knocked out of her lungs, she couldn’t say a thing as Minhyuk approached her silently. She dared look up into his eyes and was met with a happiness that was hard to describe. They would have had the most movie-like romantic kiss, if Minhyuk didn’t once again lose balance on the skates when he leaned in to kiss her. She caught his torso and stabilized him, giggling with her entire heart. Softly grabbing onto his hand, she placed it on the railing next to them so they both be supported, and stole a quick kiss from his lips before dashing away to the exit of the rink.

“Let’s grab some shaved ice on the way home!” She told him from afar. “Both to eat and for your swollen hand.” Minhyuk shook his head but continued to smile, carefully following the railing to catch up to his now girlfriend. It was foolish of him to believe he needed to change anything about himself to be liked back by her. All that became apparent as her soft calming voice filled the ice cream shop they nestled at to enjoy each other’s company - her body was finally relaxed, her gaze filled with love and affection. From now on he knew to stick to his own ways around her, even if they were old fashioned - or he would be missing out.

[blu-joons]

Debatable Cookies ~ Kim Myungjun

“I’m not kissing you until we bake these cookies,” Myungjun established, “we’ve put it off for long enough.”

Your eyes rolled as Myungjun threw an apron across at you, just about managing to catch it before stumbling back to press yourself against the kitchen worktop.

Myungjun had the ingredients prepared to make his favourite chocolate cookies, keen to have a trial run before baking them for his mother’s birthday. Baking, or the kitchen in general, was far from a strong point of yours, more than happy to leave Myungjun to sort things out.

“Now, can you pass me the butter and the sugar,” he asked, reaching into the top cupboard to pull down his weighing scales and get started.

You watched on with intrigue as he began to weigh the ingredients out, remembering the measurements from memory. Each time he tipped, you couldn’t help but poke at his arm, jolting him every time, sending plenty of sugar onto the table and not the bowl.

“You’re making a big mistake, I will get you back for this,” Myungjun warned as he reached into the cutlery drawer to pull out a wooden spoon to cream the two ingredients together. “These cookies have to be perfect, they’re for my mum, remember?”

“Don’t guilt me with your mum,” you challenged, pushing against his arm, “a couple of grams won’t make too much of a difference, they might just be a little bit sweeter.”

Myungjun’s head shook as he quickly began to cream the butter and sugar together, doing so with his arm right in front of him so that your eyes had no choice but to look at the definition his arm had whilst he mixed it together.

“Why don’t you get the eggs?”

“Do you trust me?”

Nervously, he nodded, watching on as you made your way over to the fridge, placing the bowl down. Turning around, expecting you to walk across to him, Myungjun’s heart stopped for a moment as the eggs went flying through the air one by one.

Myungjun raced forwards, somehow catching them all with only a couple of cracked shells on the floor. You smugly smiled as you closed the fridge back up, followed by Myungjun’s stern glare as you made your way back to his side, pushing against his chest as he opened his mouth to begin scolding you.

“Don’t,” you warned, reaching up to press a kiss to his jaw, only for him to swerve out of your way, “I’m not going to listen even if you want to tell me how dangerous that was to do.”

As he began to crack the eggs and split them into the bowl, Myungjun’s was sure to place the shells into your hands. “You don’t get a kiss whilst I’m concentrating on the baking.”

“I never imagined you taking this so seriously.”

You couldn’t help but be impressed by the way in which Myungjun moved himself around the kitchen. The more domesticated approach was certainly something that you could find yourself getting used to as he carried on with the recipe.

“The only reason I take this seriously is because I have you causing trouble around me,” he teased, dancing around you to get the spoon that he needed.

“I’m not causing trouble, I’m just observing.”

As he floured the kitchen counter, ready to roll out the dough, Myungjun looked across at you with furrowed brows. He knew that you weren’t going to be the best sous chef in the kitchen, but even what you had contributed so far was below his expectations.

At last, however you found your calling when Myungjun passed you a cookie cutter out of the drawer, with the dough already rolled out and waiting for you to cut through it. You quickly stepped forward and began to stab the cutter into the dough, stopping only at the shouts of Myungjun.

“Carefully,” he frowned, coming up behind you, taking your hands in his, “you have to treat the dough gently, like you would a baby.”

“I am being gentle, or at least as gentle as I can be.”

His eyes rolled back at you, “let me show you, it’s not that hard.”

“I’m not complaining,” you grinned, pressing yourself back against Myungjun’s back, “if you feel I need help, then you might as well help me out.”

“You’re doing this on purpose, but these have to be perfect so I can’t stop now.”

With a smug smile you let Myungjun guide your hand through the dough, pressing several circles into the dough, moving them onto the baking tray on the top of the oven. Every so often, Myungjun continued to roll until eventually you had no dough left over.

You stood back, under Myungjun’s instruction as he placed them in the oven, unable to quite trust having you around something so hot.

“Seeing as you lacked on the baking side of things, how does the washing up sound to you?” Myungjun asked as he stood up, “it’s only fair, right?”

Your head instantly shook back at him, “I was more than happy to contribute more to the baking, but you didn’t trust me. Can you trust me to wash up?”

He nodded in reply to you, trying to outdo you as your head continued to shake. “Washing up is easy, I think you have that job down to a tee.”

“You’ll have to try harder than that,” you warned him.

“I might have something in mind,” he whispered, walking around the kitchen counter, away from you, with his eyes firmly located on one item particularly.

Myungjun reached across and picked up the spare egg that you had thrown him whilst getting them out, walking across to reach you, placing the egg over the top of your head.

“Fine!” You quickly yelled, pushing his arm away from the top of your head, “if I wash up, you can dry up, because those cookies do need eating.”

“Let’s see whether they’re edible or not first.”

Your head nodded with a wide smile, beginning to collect the equipment around the kitchen to wash up, turning the tap on just as the alarm on Myungjun’s phone went off. You quickly stopped, spinning around as he knelt down and pulled out the tray.

“They smell…interesting.”

By the look on Myungjun’s expression, you could tell that he wasn’t convinced either by the look of the chocolate cookies on the tray.

“You try them first,” you suggested, not quite sure as to whether you wanted to give it a go yourself, “you’ll know better than I will if your mum would like them.”

“Smooth,” he sighed, “how can I argue with that when you bring my mum into it?”

Your shoulders shrugged as Myungjun took the smallest bite that he could out of the edge of one of the cookies, pausing for a moment before shrugging his shoulders.

“Well, they’re edible,” he smiled, placing the tray down on the top of the oven, “but there’s definitely room for improvement.”

“So,” you began to say, closing the distance between you both, “if they’re a success, can you kiss me now at least?”

“I guess,” he sniggered, “but just so you know, when I bake these for next week, you’re staying out of this kitchen.”

“And I would have no complaints too.”

“Good, now come here…”

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